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CHAPTER NINE!!?!?!??!?!?!?!

Indeed it is!

Well, planning to end it after this one! Still deciding on the good or bad ending heh. Dunno. Might post both? Would be great.

Straight to it I suppose. This time I'm going to try not and delete half of it. Damn that was so annoying.

M/m stuff apply

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When i awoke it was early morning - around 6am and I had no idea where i was. It was still dark and my body was hurting from sleeping on a hard surface outside. I yawned and brushed sleep out of my eyes as i sat up, wondering where i was. Blinking a few times I examined my surroundings. I was lying on soft, green grass surrounded by a few pretty flowers that i didn't know the names of. Where was I?

Then it hit me like train.

Oh Taro

I remembered. I was arguing with Taro last night about Sedgrik. I shivered as I thought about it. Must've fallen asleep after a while. I stood up, stretching quietly, getting the blood back into my cold, stiff joints before assessing the situation. Taro hated me. Just didn't want to be with me after he saw that.... that absolute dick head kiss me on the street during the party. Couldn't he see that it wasn't my fault? That it was a mistake?

That i still loved him?

How could he not see that?

I had been to his house a few times before and i knew where his room was; it was just above the kitchen on the second story. I looked up, trying to find a suitable route to his window that was off to the left of his humble abode. Ah yes, there was one.

I ambled to the side of the house where there was a medium sized apple tree that gave access to his window. Flexing my muscles i quickly scrambled up the trunk onto its lower branches that creaked and almost snapped at my weight. Before they did i climbed up a bit further so i was just above the second story. Hmm, perhaps i could jump to the window ledge? No. It was over 4 metres away, i could not make that. If i id though i would probably slam against the house and fall. That would not be a pleasant experience for me or the house.

Thankfully the window of Taro's room was already open- that made things a whole lot easier. Diving into the room? Certainly not, that would be noisy, and knowing my luck i would probably miss and hit the wall.

The roof?

Once more i climbed, right to the top of the tree where i braced myself to jump onto the building that stood just over 3 metres away. Taking a deep breath i pushed off from the tree with my powerful legs before tucking them up to my chest so i could land lightly and smoothly on the slanted, tiled surface. Well i did land. But was it "light and smooth" Definitely not.

I crashed loudly onto the tiles causing a few to slip and cascade down the side, falling off the edge and finally smash on the ground with a slight plink. I winced, righting myself in a crouching position. Not the start that i wanted, i hope nobody heard that.

I silently moved to the edge just above Taros window, being careful of loose tiles that might fall if i put pressure on them. One did slide as i reached the end but i quickly snatched it before it fell off. I wedged it slowly back into place.

With as much ninja skill as I could muster i slowly climbed down the wall, keeping my hands on the top of the roof until i was hanging just with my hands, my feet dangling half way across his window.

Ok. What to do from here?

Gritting my teeth i let go with one hand to extend my vertical length so that my feet where touching the thick, white painted windowsill. Then, with a feeling of heavy paranoia i let go of the ledge that was holding me up, dropping about one inch onto the ledge that, like the tree, creaked under my weight. Hey, i wasn't that heavy.

I slipped into my lover's room.

The large black wolf lay sleeping on his double bed, hugging what seemed to be..... I almost a laughed. The big, sports jock was cuddling with a soft toy wombat. Very cute. His room was, as usual very messy, like the stupid equine Sedgrik's. Clothes and books littered floor, his draws and cupboard open. I made my over to him wondering what i should do. Why did i even go into his room? God, i forgot. Typical. Next to his head were a small book and a pencil about the size of my palm. His diary. I suddenly felt a craving to open it up and read what he was writing about. I bit my lip and guided my hand close to his head, my fingers almost brushing his short, pointed ears as i grasped the leather bound book. I pulled it up and with a growing excitement i opened it, drinking in its contents.

Most of it was about his everyday life and i just skimmed over that, looking for stuff about our relationships. It was the last three entries that interested me.

12.00am 26/06/10

Taro Hofmeister's Diary.

I don't know why I'm staying up at this time. I'm really tired but i just can't seem to get to sleep. Not after what happened today in Chemistry. What's going to happen? I still love Trima. She's a goddess, a brilliant being, and yet. Harlco Jackson- a small fragile human/ wolf. He's also great. As soon as i met him i knew that we were going to be great friends. Little did i know though that it was going to be like this? Hell it's only been a week.

One thing I'm not sure of though is my sexuality. Would i be bi sexual now? I dunno. I look at guys in my classes, but I'm not attracted to them at all. It's just him. HIM. Oh i don't know how it works. It's all retarded. Well. I've got chemistry work to do, so i suppose I'll get around to that. Yes. At midnight. I'm cool like that.

Well, a short entry but meh. I'm not in the mood for writing at the moment. I'm all confused about what's happening. Well Doc i guess I'll be seeing you then.

PS: Keen to see Him tomorrow. I will think about what I'm going to do tonight. Heh. I suppose it's just The Way It Is

11:48 PM 28/06/2010

Taro's Journal

Wow. Last night was absolutely amazing. A totally new experience for me. For both of us I reckon. I never felt that good with any girl. It was mainly them that got all the satisfaction. But this. It was absolute bliss. Perhaps I was meant to be with guys. Hmmm. "being made for guys" really intrigued me.

Trimasdkjha. TrimA!? What am I going to do with her? Do I still love her? Only yesterday I was saying to Harlco that I did love her. But now, after all we've been through, she just doesn't compare. Going to be hell breaking up with her. Well. Doc. It's time I go. I have bread rolls in the oven and I don't want them to burn. Hmm. Perhaps I should cook Him some food. Dunno.

Well I'm rambling. So well I guess I'll be going now.

Sea!

*Scattered doodles and drawings in margins and in pages.*

1:56 AM 29/6/10

Question is:

Would I do it again?

Hell Yes

12:19am 14/07/2010

*Tear streaked pages filled with angry scribbles*

NO! I thought we were real! I thought we were stabled! I thought we would be together for ever! But NO! The stupid mongrel back stabbed me as easily as you could say, "humans are absolutely stupid and fucking retarded." How could he? Kiss that damn equine straight in front of me? Was this just a set up? Was i just a stupid toy? Did i break up with Trima for this? Oh my god, this is just insane. How could anything get worse then this? He's a dick head and i hate him.

Harlco can go get fucked.

Forever.

Fucked. Forever. The two words pounded like a bass drum through my head as a large tight knot grew in my chest. He was more serious about this then i imagined. He really, really didn't want me anymore. Forever. Fucked. That thought brought hot tears to my eyes as i put the diary back into place. I sniffed quietly before wiping away the tears on my bare, rugged shirt sleeve. I had to get out of here and think in peace. I regretted looking at the diary. I made my way over to the window and began climbing out of it before stopping. Perhaps i could write him a note? There was a sheet of paper and a few pens scattered about. I climbed back into the room and sat myself at his desk, putting my mind into writing mode.

Taro, i began with a small, blunt pencil that i found in the top draw of his desk.

I know, you'll probably throw this away and not bother reading this but I'll write it any way. I have never, ever loved anyone as much as you and i don't think i ever will. Last night was not what it seemed. I didn't kiss him, he kissed me. I hate him, i loathe him! He came onto me; i had no idea what he was doing! I was writing furiously now, the tears flowing freely as i did so.

I didn't want that to happen as much as you did. Even so, i can't imagine how you must be feeling. Your parents angry about you being gay and caught having sex with another guy at school and that the fact that you were KINDOF cheated on. Please forgive me. All i wanted. All i ever wanted.

Was you.

I love you

-Harlco Jackson

PS: I understand that you will want time by yourself as you think but could you please meet me at the local cafe for a cup of coffee at midday? I want to talk to you about what really happened in detail. It would mean a lot to me if you turned up.

Thanks

I sniffed again and folded the letter in half, slipping it slowly into his diary by his head.

"I love you" i choked before running towards the window and leaping out of it, rolling as i hit the ground a few metres below.

Oh Taro. I still want to be here with you

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I waited anxiously at Gloria Jean's coffee club in a soft plush seat as i waited for Taro to arrive. It was already one o'clock and he still hadn't shown up. Would he even come? What was i thinking putting the note in his diary? He would then know that i read the damn thing. AND he would be very mad as i intruded his privacy. That was for his eyes and his eyes alone. And i read it. But it was still good to write that note; he'd at least know that i was as much of a victim as he was in this situation. I also didn't want this to happen. I slurped at the frapachino that i had bought, not enjoying it much. The sinking feeling in my stomach was all i could think about.

Ten minutes turned into half an hour.

Half an hour turned to an hour.

An hour turned to two hours.

Did Taro Hofmeister's show?

He did not.

At around two pm, i left the comfortable leather seat and left the cafe, feeling very down and depressed. Did he get my note? He must be really pissed off at me I thought miserably as i kicked an empty can of coke down the foot path, heading over to my place when i stopped. Just one hundred metres away stood Taros house and in front of him, the black wolf himself, holding a small black satchel and a towel. Must be heading to the gym. I thought about running up to meet him and talk to him but for some reason i couldn't get myself to move, my legs just wouldn't obey. Perhaps i should just leave him alone? I let him leave his house in peace before stalking off in the direction of home before halting once more. Perhaps his parents were home? Maybe i could talk to them about their son.... my thoughts trailed off into nothingness.

Changing direction i headed off to his place for the second time today, hand staying stiff at my side. Was i really doing the right thing? I shook my head to clear it. I've been asking too many questions to myself recently.

I strided up to the door in a few easy steps before giving a few, firm knocks, stepping back a few steps wile wondering if anyone was at home.

After a moment or so, the door was slowly opened up by a large middle aged, almost pure white wolf. He stood tall and firm and looked almost exactly like Taro apart from his eyes. This must be his dad I thought to myself. "Um..." i began, my voice small and quiet, "My name is Harlco Jackson, perhaps you have heard of me, perhaps you haven't. Either way could i come in?"

The big wolf looked confused then shrugged and ushered me graciously into the house, "be my guest."

"Er... is your wife home?" I mumbled as took a seat in a comfortable red sofa in their living room. He nodded and called out a name and a kind looking grey wolf entered through a door in the corner almost on queen I frowned in my mind. Taros dad had white fur; his mum had grey fur, so how come he has pitch black fur? Weird DNA thing heh. :"Well" i coughed, clearing my throat before continuing, "I'm here, to talk to you about your son. Taro Hofmeister"

Both of their expressions turned hard as they sat opposite me, "In what way? You seem too young to know him personally" his father said a bit roughly.

I sighed and ran a hand through my almost shoulder length black hair, "well. If you really want to know. I'm his boyfriend" I put a hand up to stop then interrupting as they looked like they were going to burst out yelling angrily. "Before you interrupt let me just say my facts."

I took a deep breath and started:

" Your son is one of the greatest people I have ever met in my short life. When i first arrived at school a few weeks ago, he immediately came to my aid and i thought that was absolutely wonderful, especially since he was a few years older than me. That was all good. But that very afternoon, almost like it was planned there was a crash involving both of us. It was a horrid experience but it seemed it brought us too together."

"What does this have to do with him being gay?!" Taro's mother (Jane) blurted out and i looked at her sternly before answering. "This is just the story how we met and what made your son gay. I didn't know where to begin so i thought I'd start here."

She nodded and grew silent. I took another breath and took that as my cue for continuing and i launched into my story once more. "After we had both recovered we got to know each other and we went to subway. It er... all went up from there i suppose. Well then, the next day or something like that i got quite sick and didn't come to school. He didn't have to go to school because he was still recovering you know and he came over. I knew he had a girlfriend and we had crossed that subject many times but after a few games and hearty conversations i just called out 'i really like you.'

Well even though he had a girlfriend he confessed also that he did like me more than most guys. And well from there, we became really close. And then" I paused and thought of what to say. "Well, in science he kissed me. Like straight in class after everyone's eyes. It was a great experience i have to say." I avoided the glares of disgust from his parents and went on with my tale. "That night at around four in the morning he came into my room and well um... Yeah i suppose you can guess what we did. But um... we didn't go all the way." I shifted uncomfortably in the seat and waited for either of them to say something but neither of them did so once more, i continued. "What I'm trying to say is that you should accept your son for who he is, not who he isn't! I really like him and I'm pretty sure he really likes me too" I disliked myself for stretching the truth a little. "He's a great guy. Though he may not be the smarted or the best in the school but that doesn't matter. He has dreams and hopes like he is and i respect them, just like you should as his parents."

"We do support him!" Jane cried out loudly, "We do!"

I bit my lip and sighed once more. "Yeah but, at the same time you're breaking and destroying his self-esteem. Doing that could wreck his hopes in the future. Could you just please just let him be? He's going through heaps at the moment that you don't really know about."

"And you do?" Derrick, Taro's dad interrupted aggressively, his hands curled into fists.

I looked at him straight in the eyes fighting for dominance, "of course. He tells me everything. And he would to you if you just gave him a chance... Just accept him"

I stopped talking and stood up suddenly, wanting to get out of the place all of a sudden. "Sorry, but i have to go now. I'll probably see you guys again later." Without waiting for a reply i raced towards the door and had already put my shoes on when Derrick called out from the hallway, quickly making his way towards me. "You have guts Harlco for speaking out."

I shrugged and gave a meek smile and a small "Thanks" I was about to leave when he stopped me again by putting a large, heavy paw like hand on my shoulder and leaned in close to me and whispered. "I'm not too sure about Jane but i promise you, i will try to accept him. Let him be who he is. He is my son and i still do love him. Thank you for helping me sees that. I promise you i will try.

I opened the door and stepped out onto the street, glad to feel the cool afternoon breeze run through my fur. "Don't promise me. Promise Taro"

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"Hey mum" i smiled as i entered my home, taking my shoes off and heading towards the kitchen to grab any food that i could find. She smiled and gave me a large hug saying, "What did you achieve today? And where were you last night? You could've left a text or something. I got all worried! You didn't get absolutely smashed after the party did you? She gave me a disapproving look. I shook my head in my defence and told her the whole story about what happened since last night. At first she looked shocked but then when i told her about the making up with his parents she started to smile and ruffled my hair. "Now that's my boy" she gave me another tight hug before pulling away. "Erg, you need a shower" For the first time today i laughed loudly and headed upstairs to the bathroom.

That night was a relaxing quiet night that i really enjoyed. I watched a few moves by myself, Xerious came over and we talked abit and had dinner together which was really awesome. He left at ten though as he had school the next day. Taro and I were still suspended for a few more days. At around eleven i had another shower, brushed my teeth, slipped into a pair of boxers and jumped into my electric blanket heated bed yelling out "night!" to my mum down the hall.

Turning off the light i thought about Taro. Not so much about his reactions and how he would be like now but about his personality and what made me so attracted to him. Of course his absolutely brilliant mind, his views and opinions on things. His sexy body as well was a definite reason as well. With his tight, perfectly shaped six packs and his not overly large muscle tone around his body. Perfect bliss. But then i thought. What made him attracted to me? I stopped and thought.

And thought.

And thought even more.

How was he attracted to me? I was a creep! That's all i was! And yet he chose me over his long standing girlfriend.

Life's weird.

Sleep on it i told me self and closed my eyes.

The harsh sunlight that shone through the cracks of my pale white blinds was the thing that woke me the next morning at around eleven am. Yawning i brushed sleep from my eyes and stretched my back, glad that I had a good night sleep unlike the night before. I swung my legs off the side of the bed and stood up, putting random socks on as the wooden floor was a bit cold. I was about to head down and get breakfast when something caught my eye. On my bed side table, next to my unplugged alarm clock sat a creamy coloured envelope that looked like it was bulging. What was this? Eagerly I snatched it and like a barbarian i ripped it open, my eyes scanning its contents. A letter and another, smaller envelope popped out. Frowning i reached for the letter first and unfolded to full size. This is what it read:

Harlco,

I am totally appalled at myself right now and i don't wish you to see me in my current state. Late last night, my parents told me how you came into my house and almost lectured them about how nice and caring I was and that they should accept me. And, thanks to you, they don't really care that I'm gay and they have started to call me their son once more. I can never thank you enough for that.

I have to admit, i am still a fair bit annoyed and irritated at you for what you did but I forgive you. And well, i would like to make it up to you somehow, perhaps coffee at Gloria Jeans? Mid-day? I'm sorry i didn't come yesterday, my mind was still clouded and I was still filling of anger. I'm almost all clear now so that's good.

Hope you read this before the other package, would've made no sense otherwise.

Well, see you I suppose!

-Taro Hofmeister

PS: I love you

Tears of joy sprung to my eyes as i finished reading the letter. He wanted me back! He wanted another chance! That is just amazing! Mid-day? Coffee shop? I had less than an hour to get ready! What should i wear? I don't have enough time! I rushed to the shower and quickly undressed me self before suddenly remembering. The other envelope! I dashed back to my bed side table stark naked and pried it opens to reveal another small letter and a thin, gold ring. Confused i read the short letter.

Harlco.

Even though we just fought i feel like i want to be with you. I enjoyed the times we've had together and i want them to last. So, without second thought i decided to buy you a promise ring. It's only cheap but i hope you like it!

Love you

-Taro

Happiness and joy flooded through me as i finished the letter and examined the ring. A promise ring! Wow, he was serious. And come to think of it..... So was I. I really, really liked him. It was a plain, thin ring that was made from solid gold with small words or letters - I couldn't tell - engraved in. Holding it up to light i tried to read the message. All it said was, From Taro. I grinned and put it on, feeling a whole lot better. I would never take it off ever again.

It was just before twelve when I arrived at the coffee shop after having a quick shower and a small breakfast of toast. It was a nice and sunny day, the sun was out and shining and many birds were chirping and doing there calls so i only wore a plain white shirt emblazed with the logo of the English alternative rock back Muse and grey faded jeans. On my feet i wore plain black jandals that i got for my fifteenth birthday five months ago and on my head rested a pair of orange tinted aviator glasses.

I glanced around the medium sized cafe for any size of a familiar face and to my surprise i found one. Unfortunately, it wasn't the one i was looking for. My science teacher, the young cougar was on his lunch break and was sitting in a plush seat in the corner of the shop sipping a hot drink, his eyes in my direction but not exactly on me. That made me somewhat nervous. Was this just a set up? Was this just a fake? Still no sign of him. I sighed and began my way over to another seat at the other side of the cafe when i was suddenly hugged from behind. "Well Hello Hello!" Taro wrapped his arms around my, one of his hands keeping me close and the other one playfully squeezing my package through my jeans. I looked up and kissed his neck, leaning into the hug murmuring, 'I missed you so much!" With a hand i rubbed his crotch and kissed him on the lips, leading him to a sofa like seat in the corner. "Hey man, not in public" he whispered grinning at me.

I looked at him innocently though i was unable to hide the joy i was feeling from my eyes as i replied, "you just did it to me and you didn't seem to care much about publicity last time" He kissed me gain and we held hands, before saying to me, "We can have our fun later, but right now, I owe you some lunch"

I nuzzled his neck calmly and laughed, "I love you too"

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19/07/2010

11:49pm

Taro Hofmeister's diary

Life's good.

Found out that it was actually Harlco that made my parents be kind all of a sudden. At first I just thought it was just a change of heart but then they mentioned "A young hooligan." I laughed at that. Today's been brilliant and i really enjoyed spending time with the man i love. Tomorrows going to be even better, i have a little surprise for him!

It was a great thing to get him that promise ring though it was a stupid thing to write "It's only a cheap one" or something like that in the letter. He probably thinks I'm ketchy or something. Heh, lovely. Well, I'm off to grab a green tea latte and a shower. Night Doc..

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Walking down the street

With some evil in my eye

And some thoughts in my head

That were making me feel high

On my head was a hoody

In my ears was some bass

Was walking by my dog

When I saw that sexy face

Come towards me

With a little cheeky smile

If she was a phone

I'd pick her up and dial

The fire brigade

Or zero zero zero

She stopped me in my tracks

And I said 'mmm hchello hchello...'

-Hello,

-The Cat Empire

Okay people! That was the GOOD version of my chapter nine. I'm going to write a BAD version of chapter nine and I'll have that up in a few days. I hope you guys liked this story! Thanks EVERYONE FOR WATCHING AND FAVOURITING AND RATING. ILL PERSONALLY HUG EVERYSINGLE ONE OF YOU!!!!!!!!!!!

Once both stories are up say what story you prefer, the good or the bad by commenting, PMing or giving me a shout.

And check out the Cat Empire! Second favourite band (MUSE IS FIRST)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gaROrDZE19k

One of the best songs in the world. Comment saying if you liked it or not! Its ska by the way.

Love you all!

-Doc