Gathering the Falling Stars

hey everyone Co-Author Jess here well i am in a very good mood because Co-Author Jen is feeling better! woOt!

anyway i was sad to find i only had 1 review this chapter... was i too harsh in my authors note last time?

if i offended anyone im sorry very very sorry

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Lisa - Junko has too much pride to take a hand out (though he did take that phone lol) anyway no thanks on the proofreading i already have Co-Author Jen doing the fixing i just have to get it back from here so for the moment just enjoy the story and all of its mistakes lol

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Chapter 4


Junko closed the door behind him and leaned against it with a heavy sigh.

"Just...how well do you know Hoshi?" he asked warily, almost afraid of the answer.

What could a man his age want with a twelve year-old? Youji looked at Junko not about to tell Junko that he knew next to nothing about the dreamy man.

"He's cool. Completely into men though."

"I hadn't noticed." Junko mumbled sarcastically. "Fine. *How* do you know him? Did he...er. Approach you or something?" he asked, feeling awkward and not a little foolish.

Youji smirks and flishes some hair behind his ear.

"No... i approached him." Relief flooded Junko.

Well, he thought, at least he's not a child molester.

"For what?" he asked Youji suspiciously.

Just as one concern left his head, more came clamboring in. What if he waas some kind of drug dealer? He certainly had plenty of money, it seemed. Perhaps an international? Youji smirks.

"Oh come on Jun you cant be that naive. I offered him..." Youji walks over to the window looking out almost as if he is looking for Hoshi. "me."

"Y...you?! Why...did he take it?" Junko felt something in his chest sink and fought a mild wave of nausea.

Surely Youji was lying, but Junko couldn't think why he would... Youji growled slightly as he turned.

"No he said he doesnt do teeny boppers. Or JB."

"JB? Oh! Jailbait. Lovely. Why on earth would you do such a thing?" Junko asked, his head spinning.

Youji stands with a pop to his hip.

"Duh because he is smoken hot! But then again hes got his eyes on you." Junko scoffed.

"Well, he can just take his eyes and-...Hot?" he sputtered, staring at his little brother. "You think...he's...are you gay?!" Youji stared blankly at Junko for a moment before responding.

"Are you serious? What the hell do you think?" He ran a hand through his hair and glared at his brother. "I can't believe you never noticed." Junko swallowed.

"How was I supposed to know? You never said anything! Y-you're too young to know anyway.” Youji glares at him and snorts.

"I am not too young." Junko sputters angrily.

"Y-you're not even a teenager yet!" He shakes his head. "Are you...have you had sex yet?” Youji purses his lips.

"No... sadly." Youji looks at Junko. "Besides my virginaty isnt something im going to be having very much longer... if Hoshi is right..." Junko growls.

"He's too old for you!" he shouts, his face turning red and his hands clenching at his sides.

Youji grins and flips some of his hair over his eye.

"Really so does that mean you more his age?" The color in Junko's cheeks darkens.

"That's no concern of yours." Youji gets an almost devious smirk on his face.

"He asked you out didnt he?"

"Wh...why would you ask that?" Junko asked, looking anywhere but at his brother.

He'd never been a good liar. Youji smirks.

"So he did... hm well are you going to go?"

"I...d-don't know what you're talking about." Junko stammered nervously.

Youji smirks.

"Oh .... so you said yes... hm i wonder where he is taking you?" Junko sighs, seeming to deflate as he slides down Youji's door into a slump on the floor.

"I only agreed to...to get him off my back." Youji stands in front of him.

"Well then you will have to get ready for it then. Believe me you need some serious work." Junko scowls at his brother.

"Excuse me?" Youji walks over to the closet and starts to throw clothes out of it.

"Trash trash hidious gross..." He holds up an old christmas sweater. "Pathetic." He tosses it onto the dress by the bed. "Do you have anything sexy in here?" Junko rolls his eyes.

"When have I had a need for 'sexy' clothing?" Youji sighs softly.

"Alright then you can wear somerthing of mine." He walks out of the room then comes back in with a pair of black jeans and fist net top with a hot pink shirt.

Junko shakes his head vehemently.

"I'm not wearing that. No way."

"Put it on before you say no." Youji sets it down.

Junko stands slowly, taking the garments from his brother. He stares at Youji for a moment and when the boy doesn't move, he rolls his eyes.

"Are you going to watch?”

"I am going to make sure that you are going to put it on right." Youji crosses his arms over his chest.

Junko holds up the fishnet top, sideways.

"How could you tell?" he mutters.

Youji rolls his eyes and snatches the fishnet out of his hands.

"Strip." Junko stares at Youji doubtfully for several moments before complying.

He hadn't been nude in front of anyone since he was six. Slowly he peeled his clothing off until he was left in an unflattering pair of overlarge striped boxer-shorts. Youji's eye twitches as he looks at Junko with a almost 'are you kidding' look. He grabs the jeans and holds them up to Junko.

"These pants are huge on me but for you the shorts have got to go." Junko's hands clench on his shorts.

"Why? I wear boxers with everything else." Youji glares.

"Take off the shorts and put the jeans on believe me its much better being camando." Junko scrunches up his nose.

"Ew. Do you go around in those things without underwear? That's...not sanitary..." Youji growls.

"You get used to it true when creaming ones self isnt so clean but its better than having to clean underwear." Junko startles, staring at the pants in horror.

"I. AM. NOT. wearing something you...c-c-c-creamed in!!!" Youji rolled his eyes.

"I wash them myself. Besides i just bought these jeans only to find they were 2 sizes to big." Junko looked down at his boxers.

"These won't even fit in those, will they?”

"Like i said. The boxers have to go!" Youji was getting agrivated with his niave brother.

Junko nodded jerkily and hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his boxers, turning away from his brother, only to realize that he'd be more-or-less shoving his ass at Youji if he did. He continued the turn till he was facing Youji again before realizing he'd be showing his most private parts to his brother if he faced him. He spun on the spot several times before huffing in annoyance.

"Do you really have to be in here?" Youji taps his foot impatiantly.

He didnt care that his brother was naked. He knew that between him and his brother that Youji was ten times sexier than Junko. Junko continues to glare at his brother. Youji growls and shoves his brother onto the bed and quickly pulls on the jeans. Then to make a point he yanks Junko back up and button the incredibly low riding jeans. Junko yelps, but allows the rough treatment.

"This is...disturbing." He sayx quietly, referring to having his brother strip and dress him.

Youji grabs the pink shirt and pulls the shirt over Junko's head as it was tight and showed off Junko's abs with his belly button showing. Junko puts his arms up to help what little he can, barely glancing at the shirt before holding out his arms for the fishnet, trusting Youji to put it on him right.

"I won't look like a...er..." Junko blushed, not wanting to imply again that his brother dressed like a male hooker.

Youji pulls the fishnet on as the sleeves were long with black wrist bands.

"No you wont you will look smoken hot."

"Also disturbing." Junko mumbled, running his hands over the fishnet and liking the feel of it.

Youji pushes him to the bathroom showing off the low riding pants with the pink shirt fishnet combo. Junko looks himself over, stunned to find that his body actually looks good displayed like this.

"I don't like pink." He said quietly, but with a wry chuckle.

Apparently pink liked him though, since he looked good in it. Youji snorts.

"You know you like it." Junko automatically flips his hair over his shoulder, remembering he'd had it up this morning, but down by the time Hoshi had come to get him.

He wondered briefly which the other man liked better before shaking his head abruptly. He did NOT care what Hoshi thought of him. He wasn't interested. Or even gay. He just wasn't.

"Now for your hair... i wish you would put some kind of shape into your hair... i mean its just flat. I think you should braid it at least gives it some interest." Junko scowled.

He rather liked the way it cascaded over his shoulders when it was loose. His hair was the only thing about himself that he loved and he pampered it. It was long and smooth and shone like new silk.

"I like my hair straight, thank you." he bit out.

Youji rolls his eyes.

"What ever. Look you can borrow that for your date but i get it back afterward."

"It's not a date! I don't like men, damn it!" Junko huffs, crossing his arms.

Youji shakes his head.

"What ever. Im going to get the twins into bed." Youji turns and walks out.

Junko listens until he hears Youji command the 'demons' to bed. He pulls the door shut and looks himself over in the mirror again. As he runs his hands over the fishnet, the wonders...would it really be so bad? Just once...just a kiss...He'd heard that it was normal to experiment....perhaps... Junko's eyes widened as he realized the direction his thoughts had taken. He shook his head and picked up the brush, trying to forget the brief flash of Hoshi's smiling lips in his mind.

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