"Bussiness" Trips

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It's been seven days. Seven days Shion spent alone, staring at the barren nothingness his home is without Nezumi. Seven days too many that Shion has been without another's touch. Been without a good meal, been without mundane things like a hug or two. Well not exactly mundane, but Shion honestly did not care at that moment. He just wanted Nezumi home.

Nezumi was off searching for any people working to revive the corrupt government. He did this about once every three months. Usually it only took him two or three days, so Shion couldn't understand why Nezumi was still gone. Perhaps he had lost his way, but that was nearly impossible. Nezumi knew No. 6 like the back of his hand. Shion sighed, and returned to reading his book. After a bit, he washed up, put on his pajamas and went to bed.

He was nearly asleep when he heard thumping from outside his door. He ignored it at first, figuring it was Inukashi playing a joke on him. After realizing that dogs could not open doors, he jumped out of bed immediately. He felt the wall looking for something to use as a weapon. He found a curling iron from Nezumi's acting bag (as Nezumi calls it). He poised it over his head, ready to strike if he had to. He quietly exited his bedroom, and looked around the corner. He saw a figure retreat into the bathroom. It was too dark to make out facial features, but Shion knew that figure all too well. Nezumi was back.

Water ran from the faucet into the bathtub at a slow pace. Nezumi had stripped out of his scarf, jacket, and shirt. Arms wrapped their way around Nezumi's lean waist in one fluid movement. They were warm.

"Welcome home," Shion gently whispered. His face was pushed against Nezumi's bare back. It was covered in scars, and wounds. It was imperfectly perfect. Shion's fingers traced circles on Nezumi's fit abdomen. He closed his dark eyes, savor in this moment, "I missed you. You were gone longer than usual."

"Yeah, there was something I had to take care of," Nezumi avoided the details. Shion figured it had something to do with the fairly fresh cut on his back right next to his shoulder blade.

"I'm just happy you're alive."

"Me too Shion."

Nezumi turned around in Shion's arms, and pecked his nose gently. He moved down and pecked Shion's cheek, and then connected their lips.

"Me too."

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