Gathering the Falling Stars

hey everyone well its nice that i havent had someone yell at me for my mistakes well Co-Author Jen and i are hard at work on a scene that is going to be a gut rencher!

i hope everyone has been enjoying this story!

A/N

MellowMatty - ::looks at you then hugs you tight:: oh i love you.... its nice to see that someone else (other than the few reviewers) who makes me feel better about the problems some reviewers have been giving me and there will be plenty of back story! he he he

Dark Sora - by the way love the name! yay! glad you dont mind its unbeta'dness!

knits alot - mostly what bothered me was that not only were they attacking my coauthor and myself but Lisa in particular was attacking you saying that you were wrong and i took offence to that it made me angry that she attacking someone without actually understanding what i was trying to say ya i actualy find it easier to update during the times when im in the computer lab... though i should be doing my homework... lol

Marbles - whats funny that chapter was written differently with the other girl i wrote this with... i like this version better lol and the story behind his eye is a sad one... prepare to cry!

kel - yay for plot bunnies and drama llambas!

*~*~*~*~*~*~Enjoy*~*~*~*~*~*~


Chapter 7


Outside the house after Junko and Hoshi left found Kaouri outside trying to reach for the mail box. Youji asked her to get it for him but she was having trouble getting all the mail inside. Maybe if Hiroki was there he could lift her up to get it.

"Hiroki!" Hiroki poked his head out of the door.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

He'd been trying to be the mature brother, like he and Junko had talked about, but it was hard.

"Help me!" Kaouri was jumpping up and down trying to get to the mailbox.

Hiroki grumbled, but quickly made his way out to Kaouri. He sized up the situation before bending beside his sister and wrapping his arms around her legs.

"Okay. I'mma pick you up." He said before standing slowly. "Ah! I didn't know you were fat!" He growled, finding his sister heavier than he'd thought she'd be.

Kaouri puffs out her cheeks before reaching up and into the mail box.

"Almost... got it..." The sound of a motor pulling up behind them is heard.

Hiroki nearly drops Kaouri, but manages to keep hold.

"Hurry! Someone's here and I can't see past your stupid skirt!" Kaouri grabs the mail and holds it.

"Got it! And my skirt is not Stupid its pretty!"

"It's stupid." Hiroki barks as he sets Kaouri down and looks around for the vehicle he heard.

A crotch rocket sat next to the curb with a tall person on it. The guy had on a heavy leather coat with a ink black helmet with a visor on it. Kaouri looked at the guy.

"He looks like a monster." She quickly hid behind Hiroki.

Hiroki's chest puffed out and he put his fists on his hips.

"HEY! You better get outta here or else!" He said, proud that Kaouri had wanted him to protect her.

The person cut the engine on the cycle as he looks at him.

"Is there a Youji here?" Hiroki's bravado turned to doubt and he bit his lip.

"What do you want?" The guy pulled the helmet off shaking his waist long ice white hair around.

It was braided showing off his tanned skin. His eyes were the same as Hoshi's but he had three rings in his right eyebrow. He had several rings in both ears while he got off.

"I’m Jacklon. Hoshi's brother. But people call me Jack-O." Hiroki brightened.

"Wow, you're Hoshi's brother? Hey, can I drive your bike?" Hiroki asked, coming up and admiring the vehicle as though he and Jacklon had been friends all along.

Jacklon chuckled and ruffled his hair.

"Maybe some time. So is there a Youji here?" Hiroki was distracted by the bike and waved toward the house.

"He's in there." Jacklon got off the bike and locket it setting his helmet on it.

He was at least 6ft while he was lean but slightly strong.

"Come on you two should go in as well." Hiroki groaned, but otherwise ignored Jacklon, running his hands over the bikes seat.

Kaouri pulled Hiroki into the house as Jacklon walked towards the door. Hoshi wasnt one to send him to a house where children resided. But hey his brother's words were 'there is a cutie for you at this place.' So he would trust his brother.

"Where the hell are you two monst- oh..." Youji froze in the doorway, utterly shocked to find someone like Jacklon on his front step. "Er. Hello." He began before regaining his composure. He grinned rakishly, leaning on the doorpost and pushing Kaouri and a protesting Hiroki behind him. "Hey, there. Anything I can do for you?" he asked, a sultry lilt to his voice. J

acklon looked at this guy and knew instantly that this was Youji. He was defenatly his type. God his brother was right.

"Well hello there. Im Jacklon im Hoshi's brother." Youji sent a silent thanks to Hoshi and resolved to do something nice for the man very soon.

"Youji. Come in." he said, turning and nearly tripping over his twin siblings. "Don't you have a city to destroy or something?" He asked sarcastically.

Kaouri shook her head.

"Can we watch a movie?" Youji rolled his eyes and turned to Hiroki.

"You'll let her pick, since you picked last time." he said, broking no arguement.

Hiroki nodded, unwilling to whine in front of the other man. He walked with his sister to the living room and let her pick out a movie, but he didn't take his eyes off Jacklon. Youji turned to Jacklon, a playfull grin on his face.

"They're monsters, but they're cute." he chuckled. "Come on. Want something to drink?" he led Jacklon into the living room and to the sofa.

"Not really. How about we join them for the movie?" Jacklon wanted to see if he could use a few of the move Hoshi taught him about teaseing a man.

Though Youji didnt look that old but in a few years he would be a hot man.

"Uh. Sure, if you like." Youji said, looking oddly at Jacklon.

The man looked, if not gay, then certainly bi. Was he not interested? Hiroki ran up with a copy of Spirit, pulling a groan from Youji. He complied though, popping the DVD into the player and dropping onto the sofa, patting a place for Jacklon beside him. Jacklon sat down next to him very close while the twins grabbed pillows and laid down in front of the TV. Jacklon put his arm along the back of the couch. Youji was defentaly sending signals that he was interested.

Playing coy would be good for this time. Youji reached up and flipped the lights off, watching the little foal prance around, but not really seeing it. His entire mind was focused on his left, where Jacklon's warm thigh brushed his own. He settled in, crossing his legs and letting one slide along Jacklon's briefly, testing the waters. Jacklon grined slightly to himself. The arm behind Youji slowly moved over playing with the hairs on the back of Youji's neck. Youji gasped softly. There was no way the man could know that his neck was so sensitive, he reassured himself. Regardless, he leaned into the touch, shifting slightly as he felt his body react. Jacklon leaned over and whispered into Youji's ear.

"Why dont you put your legs on my lap. That way you can hide your... problem." Jacklon gently ran his tongue over Youji's ear a cold bar moved over Youji's ear.

Youhi shivered, but complied. He put his legs over into Jacklon's lap and leaned forward, nipping the older boy's ear.

"Wouldn't be a problem if you'd do something about it." He said with a sensual smirk.

Jacklon grinned before looking at him.

"Watch the movie." His voice was low as his hands moved over Youji's throat.

His other hand moved over Youji's jeaned thigh. Youji released a shuddering sigh, turning his head, but not his eyes, to the television. One of his hands crept past his own thigh onto Jacklon's. Jacklon grinned then leaned over and layed soft peppered kisses to Youji's throat. This was so good... maybe he would quit the club for this guy. Youji bit his lip to fight from groaning. He couldn't believe he was doing this with the monsters mere feet away and a fucking Disney film in the background. He didnt' care. Jacklon's lips were doing amazing things to his neck and he let his fingers dance over the other boy's covered hardness. Jacklon groaned gently against Youji's neck as he went in to kiss him only to have the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.

The twins looked over to see their mother slowly stepping onto the floor. Her green hair was bed ruffled and hadnt been brushed in weeks. She had on a flannel pajamas with ducks on them. She slowly looked around them seemingly to mutter to herself as she suffled towards the kitchen. Jacklon looked at the woman in slight confusion. His brother never mentioned the mother was home. Youji's face drained of color.

"Oh, god." he whispered. He loved his mother- he really did, but he did NOT want Jacklon to see her. "Excuse me." He said quietly and leapt from the young man's lap and quickly made his way to the kitchen. He shut the door behind him and came up to his mother's side, resting a hand on her forearm, making sure she saw him before he did so. "Hey...hey. What are you doing up, huh?" he asked, showing a sweetness very few people ever saw. His mother slowly turned to look at him.

"Where's Junko... my baby Junny..." her voice was like the wind.

She only seemed to remember Junko when he was 6. Youji sighed. He would never tell anyone, but it hurt that his mother rarely remembered him. She'd been number one in his life before her mind started to go- Now she didn't even know he existed most of the time.

"He went to a friend's house, remember? You remember Caleb?" He asked, knowing it was the only story she'd believe.

Caleb Grant and Junko had been friends since they were born practically and had spent many a night at his house when young. A slow smile made its way onto her lips.

"That Caleb... ifs he’s not careful... that boy will steal his heart..." she slowly moved towards the frig opening it and picked up the pitcher of milk.

Jacklon stepped over to the door with Kaouri and Hiroki. The twins knew their mommy was sick but Jacklon couldnt understand what was going on. His own mother had been a cold hearted bitch. Youji glanced up, his eyes widening when he saw Jacklon in the doorway. He glared down at the twins for opening the door and ushered them back into the living room.

"Go finish your movie. Now." He said with an edge to his voice.

He couldn't meet Jacklon's eyes. The twins slowly walked back into the living room. The mother sets the milk down and looks around.

"The... the cup... where is... my cup...?" Youji closes his eyes slowly.

"Please go back to the living room. I'll...I'll be back in a minute." He says quietly to Jacklon before opening his eyes and going to his mother, pulling an oversize mug from the back of the cabinet with faux crayon writing on it spelling '#1 Mommy!' and handing it to his mother.

His mother happily takes it and struggles to pour herself a glass of milk before Jacklon gently takes the pitcher from her hands and pours her a glass.

"There you go miss." the mother turns her eyes to Jacklon before a dreamy smile moves over her lips.

"You... you look like... my husband..." Jacklon blinked.

Unknowing to Jacklon, her husband had walked into a store hold up and was killed on the spot shortly after the twins were born. The worst part was that Youji's 6 year old tantrum for milk had been the reason his father had gone to the store in the first place. Youji swallowed and left the room quietly. He seated himself on the steps leading to the basement, running a hand over his face. He couldn't believe this.

Why did it have to be tonight of all nights for her to feel well enough to come downstairs? And Why didn't Jacklon just go when he'd told him to? Now he was going to think Youji's family was crazy and never want to come back again! Jacklon watched Youji leave before leading his mother to the stairs with her cup. He saw she could get up there by herself before he walked over to Youji.

"How long has your mother been like that?" Youji shrugged, wrapping his arms around his knees and setting his chin on them.

"After dad died, she just..." He sighed, not sure he wanted to have this conversation.

Especially with someone he'd met less than an hour ago. Jacklon sat next to him.

"Your mother... seems nice..." JAcklon rested his arms on his knees. "Must have been nice to have a mother who was around. Even confused."

"Confused." Youji scoffed softly, hiding the pain of his next words. "She doesn't even know who I am. At least she remembers Jun..." Jacklon looks at him.

"Still... shes around. And you can remember times where she was all there dont you?" Youji sighed.

"Yeah. Fat lot of good memory gives us."

"My mother..." Jacklon snorts slightly as he chuckles slightly. "God digging cold hearted bitch. She made my brother's life a living hell. Thank god he made sure she didn’t get her manicured claws into me." Youji turned, laying his cheek on his arms and looking at Jacklon.

"I'm sorry." He said sincerely.

He hadn't meant to play pity party with a guest in the house. Jacklon chuckled slightly.

“She wanted to be famous so badly... but she wasnt talented... she she used Hoshi's gift." Jacklon gently wrapped an arm around Youji. "I would have killed for your mother. Even as she is right now."

"Yeah." Youji said, as though distracted. He watched Jacklon for a moment before leaning forward and kissing him, his hands coming up to frame his face. It was sudden, he knew, but he couldn't stand the pity and he hated that Jacklon had been cursed with a bitch for a mother. Jacklon gasped then slowly kissed back purring deeply. He gently pulled Youji close holding him tight. Youji deepened the kiss almost desperately, wanting this- he knew- for the wrong reasons, but wanting it nonetheless. "Hey..." He leaned back to look at Jacklon and decided that life was too fucking short to be a virgin. "You want me, yeah? You want to fuck me?" He asked crudely.

Jacklon's mind came to a screeching halt at Youji's words.

"Not in your state of mind right now. Besides niether of us are in the mind to do something like that. But i will say i am very interested in you." Youji growled frustratedly.

He needed something...he needed not to think.

"I dont' care if you're *interested.* I...I want you to fuck me." He ran a hand through his hair, for once not caring that it was mussed.

He just wanted to forget- for one minute- that the world was shit and he was stuck right in the middle of it. Jacklon growls and stood up pinning Youji to the wall.

"No i wont fuck you Youji for awhile." Youji, caught off guard, gasped and felt the first real stirrings of desire.

His eyes darkened, but he nodded.

"Alright....Alright" he continued, more softly. "I'm sorry." Jacklon looked at him before stepping back.

"Come on lets go and watch the movie. I'll stay the night to make sure you guys are alright." Youji took a deep breath.

"You don't have to. I take care of the monsters when Jun works, Mom...well. She's not really there most of the time." Jacklon smirks.

"Do you really think im going to listen to an overly sexual 12 year old who i happen to have an interest in tell me to go home?" Jacklon grinned as he pulled Youji out into the living room.

Youji grins, glad Jacklon still seemed interested despite his awful behavior. He followed easily, settling beside Jacklon on the sofa.

"You think my brother's been deflowered by now? Or maybe Hoshi's still chasing him around the bedroom?" he chuckles quietly.

Jacklon pulled Youji into his lap.

"My brother has always had a way with calling the shots but if your brothers anything like you i think he would surprise Hoshi." Youji couldn't contain a laugh.

"He's not. We're nothing alike. We usually only get along because we never see each other." he said, unaware of just how similar they really were.

Jacklon shrugs as they watch several movies before the twins finally passed out on the floor.

"Think we should get those two in bed?" Youji rolled his shoulders before standing and picking up Kaouri carefully.

"Yeah, will you get Hiroki?" Kaouri mumbled in her sleep and he cradled her closer, turning away from Jacklon wouldn't see him kiss her forehead softly.

Jacklon gently picked up Hiroki and walked up the stairs with him. He watched that little ass of his walk up the stairs. God he had to control himself. Youji grinned, knowing Jacklon was looking at his ass. He'd worn his black skinnyjeans, knowing they displayed his ass perfectly. He wiggled a bit as he layed Kaouri in her bed and gestured to Jacklon to put Hiroki in the bed across the room.

"That one's his." He whispered.

Jacklon nodded and gently laid Hiroki down. He covered him up. Youji paused in the hall, facing his own closed door.

"You ah...want to see my room?" Jacklon nodded walking over to the door.

He wanted to not only see it but he wanted to sleep in there with him. Youji opened his plain door, revealing an explosion of magazine clippings, cd jackets, posters, photos, and random memorabilia and unrecognizable bits and bobbles papering the walls. There was a full-size mattress set sitting on the floor, piled with mismatched blankets and pillows. A low table beside the bed was littered with papers and gum, along with a small cell and a PSP, both charging. There was an old furniture-style television with a gamecube and a SNES connected, along with a DVD player and a slew of games scattered around a large red lovesack. Jacklon walks over and looked at both of the bed and the lovesac.

"Now which one do you sleep on?" Youji shrugs.

"Depends on what I'm doing when I get tired." He pushes the door shut.

Looking around his room, imagining seeing it for the first time, he realizes that he has several things his family wouldn't be able to afford. He bites his lip, hoping Jaclon doesn't ask about them. Jacklon turned to him before stepping closer.

"So how did you get all this stuff?" Youji shrugs, looking away.

"I Just..wound up with it. Does it really matter?" He didn't really want to discuss his 'work'.

Jacklon crossed his arms not budging. Youji sighed.

"I have a few...friends. They like to buy me things."

"You mean sugar daddies?" Jacklon looked at him as if he wasnt surprised.

Youji shrugged.

"I don't...I mean..." he bit his lip again.

Jacklon cups his chin looking at him.

"Tell your daddies that you have a new daddies that will take care of you." Youji blinked.

His natural reaction was to tell Jaclon whatever he wanted to hear and keep doing as he pleased, but he didn't think this guy would be fooled if he lied to him.

"I like getting gifts. I mean it's not like I'm sucking their cocks or anything." he said, shrugging.

In truth he never touched them. Mostly they wanted to watch him touch himself. Jacklon stepped closer.

"If you want me in your life then those men have to leave. My brother is obviously interested in your brother you wouldnt need to worry about money believe me this is cheap compaired to what my brother and i can get you."

"Look." Youji said seriously. "I like you, so I'm going to be honest with you. I don't think you'll stick around long. I'm not some sweet little fairy boy looking for someone to love. I take what I can get and I don't apologize for it. I don't give back unless there's something in it for me. I'm not a nice kid. The sooner you realize that and clear out, the sooner I can stop-" Youji snapped his mouth shut so fast he nearly bit his tongue.

He was NOT about to tell Jacklon that he'd made hiim want to quit. Want to try the relationship thing, if only this once. Jacklon looked at him then walked over to the PSP.

"I can sense you want something with me. But i want you to know something." Jacklon's hand wraps around the electronic. "My brother and i are like cave men we wander around and try to find someone who we enjoy then we keep them for our selves. If we are together and you do this kind of shit... well..." he easily crushes the electronic in his hand letting the pieces fall to the floor. "those men wont live long enough to try it again." Jacklon looked at Youji.

He wanted desperately for Youji to be his but he wouldnt be just a toy for this little boy. Youji's eyes darkened and he took a deep breath.

"If you think you've got the strength to keep me, I'm willing to give you the chance to try." He said, knowing he was pushing the other man, but unable to help himself.

The man was so hot like this, all danger and barely concealed strength. Jacklon grabbed him by the collar of his shirt pulling him close.

"Swear to me. You belong to Jacklon." Youji melted against him.

"I swear. I belong to Jacklon." he said, his voice husky and his eyes looking more like molted gold than their usual whiskey color.

Jacklon claims his lips in a rough kiss as he makes them fall onto the bed. Youji whimpers against Jacklon's lips, feeling completely submissive for the first time in his life. Jacklon pins him to the mattress as he pulls off his leather coat showing his blue polo shirt. His hands move under Youji's tight shirt. Youji gasps and regains some of his senses. He growls, carding his hands in Jacklon's silky hair as he presses close to the older teen. He felt Jacklon's fingers graze over the line of black stars on his hipbones, wondering what he thought of the tiny tattoos. Jacklon grins as when he opens his mouth a silver barbell was seen on his tongue.

"Your brother must have had a canery when he saw those naughty stars." he gently kisses each little star.

Youji grins.

"He would have if he'd ever seen them. He's weird about skin. It makes him nervous." His grin widens. "You should have seen me trying to get him into something nice for his date. You'd think I was coming onto him, the way he acted." He knew he was babbling, it was a bad habit when he was excited.

Jacklon grins and yanks down Youji's pants with little effort.

"My brother must be having fun with him then. He loves male skin." Jacklon leans down and takes the tip of Youji's length into his mouth.

Youji nearly lifts off the bed. He curls upwards around Jacklon, groaning.

"Oh....god...nng." Jacklon deep throats him as he moves his finger down between his legs. Youji spread his thighs without thinking, pushing up into that wet heat. It wasn't enough, he needed... something... "J-Jacklon..." he moaned, unable to voice his need. Jacklon grinned and lightly ran his teeth all over his length knowing that he was falling for this boy for his sado masicisum. "Oh God!" Youji yelled, his hips bucking forward as he came hard. He fell back, draping an arm over his face, mortified to have come so fast. Nevermind that it was the first time anyone but himself had ever touched that particular part of his anatomy. Jacklon drank him down as he crawled up and kissed him softly. Youji allowed the kiss, dropping his arm to the side. His cheeks were bright red and his breathing still a little heavy. "I...God, I'm so sorry..." Jacklon chuckled.

"It's alright. I enjoyed the sweet treat. Now sleep." Youji's eyes widened.

"But..." He gestured to Jacklon's obvious erection. "Don't you want...er." Youji growled to himself, annoyed that sex seemed to have turned him into his brother's stuttering self.

Jacklon grins.

"I'm fine. Just sleep." Jacklon laid next to Youji pulling a blanket over them.

Youji curled up next to Jacklon, not one to deny himself anything. He buried his nose against the older teen's neck, wrapping his arms around him. Slowly, he kissed the pulse point.

"I want to." He said truthfully, willing to let it drop if he must, but quite eager otherwise.

Jacklon chuckles and kisses his forehead.

"If you wake up in the middle of the night to me humping your leg then by all means do what you wish." Youji snickered and settled down to sleep, unaware of his fingers playing in Jacklon's hair.

JAcklon smiled and slowly fell asleep in his arms.

*~*~*~*~*~*~End of Chapter 7*~*~*~*~*~*~