Gathering the Falling Stars

hey everyone here is the 31st chapter!

i did get one review for the last chapter but i deleted it because it was by a .fa and they said it was a shame of a fic and that who would make a seme with the name Hoshi which made me go "WTF?" and of course remarked on the gramitcal errors and obviously doesnt read the author notes... anyway


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Chapter 31


Junko pulls the Benz to a stop. He and Youji get out of the car and Junko offers his little brother a smile.

"Have a good first day." he calls as Youji runs over to Jacklon, just pulling up with his bike.

They'd already dropped off the kids in the elementary school. Junko walks purposly toward the school office. JAcklon smiles and hugs Youji leading him inside the school. Once in the building, Junko comes on a large circular partition, behind which sits a different person from last time. He raises a brow to them.

"I need to speak with Miss Himoru." he states calmly.

The man was young but hansdome.

"She will be with you in a minute." Junko nods, idly picking up a pamphlet from the partition and leafing through it.

A slow purr was heard near him.

"Ah Junko Collins i almost didnt reconize you. What did you do with that main of green hair?" Miss Himoru was standing at her door in a pink powersuit.

The first 3 buttons were undone showing massive cleavage. Junko swallows.

"I cut it...er. And turned it..." he pauses, unable to remember what color his hair was. "Blue! A-and pink..." Miss Himoru grins.

"I must say you are quite handsome. So what brings you here?"

"I...er....we. Moved, yes. The children and I have...er. Moved." Junko bites the inside of his cheek, angry with himself for being so tongue-tied.

Miss Himoru tilts her head.

"Hm... really where is it that you live?" Junko retrieves a slip of paper from his pocket.

On it is written- in Hoshi's handwriting- his address. Junko recites it slowly before glancing back to Miss Himura. Miss Himoru was fuming inside but on the outside she had a soft smile. She knew that address. She smiles sweetly.

"Alright ill update your file. But... if you ever need a place to stay... in case this doesnt work..." she runs her finger over his chest. "You are always welcomed in my home." Junko pales and his eyes widen.

"T-t-t-that's very...er. Very kind of y-you, Miss Himoru..." Miss Himoru nods and steps back.

"Have a nice day Junko." her voice was almost a purr.

Junko stumbles back, barely avoiding falling on his butt as he makes his way quickly to his car. He pulls his phone from a pocket and dials Hoshi.

"Ah did you get a craving for me so soon Junko?" Hoshi voice growled into the phone playfully.

Junko relaxes visibly as he sits back in the car, not yet leaving.

"I needed to hear your voice."

"Well if you come home you can get more than just my voice." Junko feels a shiver snake its way down his spine and he gives a low chuckle.

"Is that a promise?"

"Yes it is... guess what... im sitting in the theatre room in only jeans with a raging hard on." Junko buckles up, sits the phone in a holster on the dash and pushes the speakerphone button before turning on the car and pulling out.

"Oh? What have you been watching in there?"

"Nothing... ive been thinking about you..." Junko laughs evilly.

"Maybe we should make some movies for you to watch when I'm not around, hmm?"

"I do have camera's that we can use." Junko winces and pushes his palm against his own hardening cock.

"You wouldn't be the only one watching them. I'd love to see what you look like, pounding into me, from a different angle." Junko says, breathless at his own daring.

"Get home now... ill get things ready." the phone goes dead.

Junko turns off the call, his blood racing in his veins as he races home. He quickly parks the car, almost forgetting the keys in his rush. He runs up the steps two at a time and bursts into Hoshi's room, his face flushed and his breathing quick. Hoshi wasnt anywhere to be found in the room. Junko prowls the upper floor, harder than he can remember being and desperate to find his lover. He throws open the doors to the theatre. A pair of arms grab him and tackle him onto a pair of chairs as Hoshi presses into Junko's bottom.

"I got you." Junko groans and pushes back against Hoshi like a cat in heat.

"You do. Now what are you going to do with me?" he asks, his voice husky.

Hoshi buries his face into Junko's throat biting and sucking on the skin. Junko can't help but shiver and writhe under Hoshi. He grinds up against his lover's hips and pants his name. Hoshi grinds into him hard as his hand slips under him. He palms Junko easily.

"How does our room sound?"

"Anywhere" Junko huffs, beyond caring. "Whatever you want." Hoshi gets up pulling Junko to the bedroom and falls back onto the bed with Junko on top.

Junko Straddles Hoshi and attaches his lips to the older man's neck. His fingers dance along Hoshi's skin, pausing to flick over the dark nipples. Hoshi moans softly as he arches into him. Over time Hoshi had gotten more and more comfortable with Junko. He had thought long and hard about what he was about to tell Junko. He knew it was something that he needed to have happen.

"Junko... wait a second..." Junko slowed immediately, his touches becoming soothing and his lips ghosting up for a brief kiss before rising.

"Hmm?" Hoshi looks at him as he rarely wore his eyepatch in the house.

"Junko... i... i want you..." he took a deep breath. "I want you to take me." he looks into Junko's eyes.

Junko's own eyes widen and he freezes. After a moment of consideration, he nods. He knows Hoshi wouldn't ask unless he was absolutely sure. Junko leans down slowly, taking Hoshi's lips in deep kiss as his hands stroke long swathes over his sides.

"Alright." Hoshi kisses him deeply as he runs his fingers through his hair.

He wanted desperately for this to go well. Junko allows his lips to wander down Hoshi's throat as he easily unbutton's Hoshi's jeans, slipping them down. Every inch the pants slip is another inch his lips lower on Hoshi's chest. Hoshi moans and shudder.

"Ah... Junko..." Soon, Junko is sucking lightly on Hoshi's hipbone as he slips the jeans from his ankles.

He quickly pulls his own shirt off, before leaning down to flick his tongue over the head of Hoshi's cock. Hoshi moans deeply. He laced his fingers into Junko's hair. Junko takes him fully into his mouth, running his hands over Hoshi's legs and up his sides as he works his throat around the hardness. Hoshi moans louder gripping his hair. His body bows slightly into his mouth. Junko doesn't slow, taking Hoshi's balls into his palm and rolling them as he hums around the cock in his mouth. Hoshi moans louder as he feels his release coming.

"Junko... im... gonna..." Junko presses a finger just behind Hoshi's balls, stimulating his prostate from the outside as he takes Hoshi deep and swallows around him.

Hoshi's eyes widen as he howls cumming hard down his throat. Junko swallows everything Hoshi gives him before standing. Licking his lips, he strips off his pants and lays down beside Hoshi, holding him close. Hoshi moves back against the pillows as he looks up at him.

"You are very good at this Junko... you were meant to be with a man." Junko shrugs.

"I was meant to be with you." he replies, pulling Hoshi onto him.

He pets his lover's back, waiting for him to calm a bit before pushing on to the next part. His own hardness hasn't diminished and rests hotly against Hoshi's thigh. Hoshi purrs deeply as he looks down at him.

"Just... be careful." he takes Junko's hands into his own.

Junko nods and takes Hoshi's lips in a passionate kiss. He pushes Hoshi up slightly and positions himself, giving Hoshi the ultimate power to lower himself onto Junko's hardness or not. He hopes it's the right decision. Hoshi kisses him back before he presses Junko's cock to his enterence. Slowly he slid all the way down Junko's cock before he finally took another breath. His grip on Junko's hands tightened. Junko kisses and murmurs against Hoshi's lips, words of love and adoration, lust and need. His hands shake in Hoshi's grip and he fights the instinct to surge forward and brand the other man as his. Hoshi breathes hard as his body couldnt move. His mind was enjoying the sensation of being full but his body was frozen by the foreign feeling.

To get Hoshi over this Junko needed to take the lead and almost force Hoshi to push past it. Junko quickly realizes Hoshi's dilemma and releases his hands to wrap his arms around his lover. Slowly, he pulls out before pressing in again, latching his lips onto Hoshi's in a deep kiss. Hoshi gasps at the thrust and kisses Junko deeply his arms wrap around Junko tightly. Junko reels at the feeling of his lover sheathing him, hot and so incredibly tight. He moans into Hoshi's mouth, his hips drawing faster as he establishes a rythm and an angle that seems to please his lover. Hoshi breaks the kiss and tosses his head back moaning loud at the feeling of Junko hitting his sweet spot. He never knew that it would feel this good to be taken. Hoshi then realized that Junko would be the only man he trusted enough to be taken. His hands grip Junko's shoulders.

"God!"

"Yesss...." Junko hisses, unable to hold back any longer as his hips thrust hard against Hoshi,his arms holding the man tightly.

Hoshi moans louder as he grips Junko's arms tight.

"Oh god!" Hoshi reached down and stroked himself feeling his release coming faster than normal.

Junko opens his eyes, only to see Hoshi- impaled on Junko's cock and fisting his own. Combined with the feeling of being inside the man he loves, it's too much. Junko's orgasm crashes through him and he moans deeply as he fills the former popstar with his release. Hoshi howls and cums hard on their stomachs. He pants hard. Junko gathers Hoshi to him, wrapping his arms around his lover as he tries to catch his breath.

"Good?" Hoshi lays there panting hard as he looks down at him.

He holds onto him tight. His body started to shake against Junko. Junko kisses Hoshi's forehead, running his fingers through the spikey hair and down his back in soothing motions. Hoshi pulls his head back as tears were slipping down his cheeks.

"I... i havent cried since i was 12..." Junko smiles softly before carefully kissing Hoshi's tears away.

"Sometimes it's needed." he says simply.

Hoshi wipes his eyes as he holds him tight.

"I love you more than you ever know." Junko squeezes Hoshi reassuringly.

"I love you too, Hoshi." Hoshi holds him close as he slowly falls asleep in his lovers arms. It's a long time before Junko follows, thinking about the future and what his life has in store for him.

Soon enough Halloween came up. The manor was decorated in streamers of black and orange with little pumpkins everywhere. Hoshi was in the bathroom with Kaouri who was dressed in a big pink dress. A pair of pink wings were hanging from the door knob.

"Ow!" Kaouri yelled as Hoshi was brushing her hair.

"Dont ow me. Junko tells you to brush your hair or atleast have someone brush it when you wake up so this doesnt happen." Hoshi brushed softer in the spot before moving on.

Junko wandered in, leading Hiroki, who was trailing a long black and red cape. He wore a strip of black cloth over his eyes with eyeholes cut out and a red sash over his black shirt and pants. His little boots dangled from Junko's free hand.

"How's our fairy princess?"

"Almost done. She is good practice." Kaouri glares at Hoshi in the mirror as Hoshi, with ease, wraps her hair into a bun on the top of her head.

He wrapped a string of fake flowers around the bun as he rested his hands on her shoulders.

"There we go perfect. Now arms up." Kaouri lifts her arms as he grabs the wings sliding them on like backpack straps.

Junko allows Hiroki to climb down. He walks around his sister, frowning before standing up straight and looking seriously to Hoshi.

"It'll do." Hoshi looks down at him and picks him up.

"Now what are you?" KAouri giggles.

"A doofous!" Hirko sticks his tongue out at his sister and Junko rolls his eyes.

The boy's chest puffs out and he holds a hand out to Junko who pulls a plastic rapier from his back belt-loop and hands it to him with a grin. Hiroki swishes the rapier around menacingly, careful not to hit anyone.

"I-" he began in a dramatically low voice. "am ZORRO!" Hoshi chuckles and covers his face.

"I am not worth to look at such a hero." Kaouri pouts.

"I'll turn that hero into a frog!" Hiroki waves his rapier.

"Not if I cut a Z on your butt first!" KAouri grabs her wand and knocks his rapier out of his hand.

"Abra Kadabra! Make you disappear!" Junko grabs Hiroki, pulling him to his side as the boy growls menacingly.

"I'll abra ka-whatever you!"

"That's enough of that." Junko admonishes mildly.

Hoshi picks up Kaouri and walked out of the bedroom. Jacklon was looking into a hall mirror apply some make up.

"What are you Jacklon?" Jacklon grins and turns around showing one side white like a mask and the other normal.

"Dr Jeckle and Mr Hyde." From a room down the hall steps a beautiful young woman.

She's dressed in a frilly black and pink Lolita dress, complete with a tiny tophat fastened in her black bob, lacey stockings and a pale pink parasol. She turns and offers Jacklon an innocent look, her long sooty lashes sweeping over her blush-pink cheeks and a smile playing over her delicately rouged lips. She trails the finger of one intricately woven glove over Jacklon's chest. Jacklon looks at him grinning.

"Hm... i like this sweet little one..." Hoshi rolls his eyes.

"So you guys are going to a party?" Jacklon nods.

"Barney is having a Halloween party for his kids and we were invited." Junko's startled gasp is heard as he realizes who the young girl is.

"Y-Youji?!" Youji turns and raises a sculpted brow.

"Yes?" He asks, his voice unchanged, but seeming to fit the persona nonetheless.

Junko can't answer, his mouth opening and shutting in shock. Youji looked....well...good. Not even good- he was beautiful! Jacklon pulled Youji close as his pin striped suit had a green tie and a black top hat. A matching green band was on the brim of the hat.

"A beautiful creature isnt he Junko?" Hoshi shakes his head.

"Jacklon you are my brother." Junko, blushing heavily, can only nod.

Youji offers him a warm smile. He walks up to Junko and taps his chest playfully with the handle of his parasol.

"Wishing we weren't related, hm? I don't blame you." Junko sputtered and shook his head, looking to Hoshi for help.

Hoshi looks to Youji.

"Your brother simply is happy to have such a pretty sister." he emphised sister with a grin.

Youji batted his eyelashes.

"That’s right, Junko, be happy. Poor Jacklon's sister's so...." he looks over Hoshi with a playful grin. "Manly."

"100% baby 100%." Hoshi smirks as JAcklon rolls his eyes and pulls Youji towards the stairs.

"See you guys later tonight." Kaouri grips Hoshi's shirt.

"Can we go Trick or Treating now?" Junko dumbly watches Youji and Jacklon leave as Hiroki joins his sister, pulling on the other side of Hoshi's shirt and begging to go out to get some candy.

"Well why dont you two get your shoes on and grab your pumpkins. Junko and i will get ready to go." Kaouri squeals and grabs Hiroki by his cape and drags him down the stairs.

Hiroki, far from annoyed, laughs and stumbles along after the pink puff that is his sister. Junko, still stunned, turns to Hoshi.

"He was...p-pretty." he says vaguely.

Hoshi pulls Junko close and kissed him deeply. When ever Junko's mind got stuck a kiss was a way to get it unstuck. Slowly he broke the kiss.

"Yes he was but you are breath taking. Come on lets grab our coats and take the little ones around." Junko grins and follows.

"Just...er- Don't get any ideas. I don't do skirts. So you know." Hoshi smirks.

"I think you would look good in a skirt." He walks into their room and grabs a thick trench coat in navy blue and pulls it on. He grabbed a thick coat and hands it to Junko. "Here you can have this. It's too small for me." Junko raised an eyebrow, but shrugged into the coat anyway.

Reaching into a bag beside the bed, he pulled out the mask he'd bought the last time he and Hoshi had gone out. He'd found a small leatherworker's shop and saw the intricately designed black, white, and silver domino and had to have it. Hoshi, of course, was happy to spoil him. He tied the mask on, fixing his hair over it. He turned to his lover with his hands spread.

"How do I look?"

"Sexy." Hoshi grins before he ksises his lips softly.

Junko kisses him back before grinning, his bright whiskey-colored eyes shining through the holes in the mask.

"Sexy works."

"Come on." Hoshi takes his hand walking downstairs as KAouri was chasing Hiroki who was holding her pumpkin bowl.

"Give that back! You can’t have my candy carrier!" Junko rolled his eyes and grabbed Hiroki around the waist.

"What have I told you about the value of little sisters?" he asks in mock seriousness.

Hiroki sighed.

"They have hot friends later." Junko choked, his eyes going wide.

"I think you must have heard that from youji..." Hoshi chuckles.

"Actualy that was me." Kaouri snatches the pumpkin out of Hiroki's hands.

"Lets go!" Kaouri cries before running to the front door.

Junko glares at Hoshi, but without any real heat, as he follows Hiroki and Kaouri.

"What are you teaching them?"

"Stuff they need for later on." Hoshi walks outside with the twins. As begins the largest run around for as much candy that the twins could lay their greedy little hands on. Junko, highly amused and enjoying himself immensely, follows.

Half way through the night Jacklon bursts into the manor angrier than a hornet. At the party there were guys from the club. They didnt leave Youji alone even going so far as to hug him close. He had to practically force Youji to leave but now wanted to get away from Youji. Youji followed Jacklon, calling after him.

"Will you please tell me what I did that's got you so pissed off?!" Jacklon throws his hat onto the ground and pulled his coat off.

He ignored the boy dressed as a girl. He walked into their room and into their private bathroom. Heedlessly, Youji follows, slamming the door behind them.

"Damn it, Jacklon! You can't just get a spike up your ass and not tell me why!" Jacklon turns to him.

"Why dont you find one of your sugga daddies at least with them i dont have to worry about them screwing you!" Youji draws back like he's been slapped in the face.

For a moment, pain flashes across his eyes before he shutters them, hiding all emotion.

"If you have something to say, then say it." he says quietly.

Jacklon walks over.

"You told me you wanted to be with me! You got insanely jealous when i was participating in the club! Now you are flirting with the other members like some whore in heat!" Tears gathered in YOuji's eyes but he refused to let them fall.

A loud crack echoed off the tiles of the bathroom as his palm connected with Jacklon's cheek. It seemed so unfair for Jacklon to say such things, when it was he who had convinced Youji that he was better than that. Jacklon's head was turned from the slap as he growls slightly.

"What was that for?!"

"For lying to me." Youji says, his quivering voice barely above a whisper. "You said you would never call me that." He backs away, reaching behind him for the door handle, desperate to get as far from this man and his pain as possible.

Jacklon looks at him as glares at him.

"Why shouldnt i call you that? You seem to enjoy being one with those men. Have you been seeing those sugga daddies behind my back?" He was hurt to see Youji being so friendly with guys he had considered friends.

"The only place I feel like I belong in your life is in your bed! Do you have any idea how that makes me feel? I want this to be REAL, Jacklon! I want to have a real relationship with you! Not just be stuck in your house and convenient when you want to fuck!" Youji's hands were shaking and the tears spilled down his cheeks unchecked, ruining his carefully applied makeup.

Jacklon growls.

"I want it to be real too! Why do you think i brought you to that party! But you were more interested in those guys than hanging around with me!" he knew he was being overly sensitive about this but he didnt like seeing his boyfriend flirting with other men.

"So I could get to *know* them! How am I supposed to be friends with your friends if I never talk to them?!" Youji asked shrilly, his nails tearing the palms of his delicate lace gloves.

"You were flirting with them damn it!" Jacklon grabs Youji and pins him to the door. "I told you i am a jealous person."

"FINE!" Youji screams, beating his fists against Jacklon's chest. "Fine! I was flirting, okay? Only because you wouldn't stop watching that stupid guy! I saw the way he was looking at you! I'm not blind!" Jacklon blinked then sighed.

“Your talking about the guy who I was up against.” Youji nodded still glareing.

Jacklon grabs his wrists as he growls.

"I was not watching him because i was interested! I was watching him since his boyfriend was sending me death glares. I wanted to make sure i wouldnt find a knife in my back!" Youji blinks, not having considered this.

After a moment, his facade crumbles and he begins to cry in earnest. His chest tightens as he realizes that he royally fucked up. He could lose everything over this... Jacklon holds onto him tight. He sits on his butt holding Youji in his lap.

"Im sorry Youji. I never meant to hurt you... i was just... so jealous of the attention you were showering on those men i just lost it." Youji shakes his head, barely able to speak.

"I d-don't know w-why you put up with me in the f-first place." he stammers, hiding his face in Jacklon's chest.

"I love you Youji... more than anything." Jacklon kissing his forehead.

Youji nods, gulping back more tears as he holds Jacklon to him in a deathgrip.

"I love y-you too." Jacklon kisses his lips softly before pulling back.

"Am i really just a sex fiend with you?" Youji laughs weakly.

"No, but sometimes it's hard to keep up." Jacklon sighs.

"Im sorry... just tell me when you get tired." Youji rolls his eyes.

"As if." he says, his voice beginning to recover. "It's still good even when I'm exhausted. I'm not telling you shit." He tries to grin playfully, but is afraid he didn't quite pull it off.

Jacklon holds him close. He carries him to the bed and lays down.

"Just sleep. Tomorrow will be brighter." Youji wipes his eyes, grimacing a the black mascara stain on the ruined gloves.

"I hope so." Jacklon falls asleep as Hoshi walks into the manor with a sleeping Kaouri in his arms and her pumpkin filled with candy hanging from his wrist.

Junko follows, Hiroki snoring quietly in his ear. He has not only the boy's pumpkin bowl, but also a Halloween themed treat bag from the open stores in the strip mall, full of coupons, small plastic party favors, and of course candy. Hoshi turned to Junko taking some of the bags before walking up the stairs. He gently lays Kaouri down taking her wings off gently. Junko goes to Hiroki's bed and lays him down, slightly less gently, since the boy could sleep through a hurricane. He pulls off the boy's boots and mask, the cape having come off earlier that night and stuffed into one of the mall bags. He tucks the boy in, kissing his forehead before moving to the hallway. Hoshi covers Kaouri up and kisses her forehead. He turns on the Belle nightlight before walking out into the hall.

"So cute." Junko smiles, taking Hoshi's hand.

"Yes you are." Hoshi chuckles.

"I was talking about the twins but that works." Junko's smile widens and he hugs Hoshi close.

"You know, I dread the day they start asking why the only girl we ever kiss is Kaouri." Hoshi picks him up and carries him to their room.

"When they are old enough they will be told." Junko, still unused to being picked up, meeps and wraps his arms around Hoshi's neck.

Hoshi smirks and lays him down on the bed.

"Say Junko... how does a family dinner say around Thanksgiving sound?" Junko winces.

"Depends on what 'family' you intend on inviting."

"Yours... including your mother." Hoshi pets his hair.

Junko's face relaxes.

"Oh. That sounds nice, then." He bites his lip at how bad that must have sounded, but he wasn't sure he ever wanted to meet Hoshi's mother and he certainly wasn't in a hurry to see his father again.

Hoshi smiles and kisses his lips. He didnt want his family at his home even with a kind word. Nothing any of them could say was kind. Junko wriggles closer to Hoshi, wrapping his arms around the older man's waist and kissing the point of his chin. Hoshi smiles and kisses his nose.


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