Finale Breath

A little piece of heaven

Rat POV
Little Shion. I looked over at the boy who had just curled up beside me. He had given me his favorite book. He looked happy, content, to lay on his bed. I smiled. I saw a lot of my Shion in him. There was also a lot of number six in him. I wondered if I would ever fully accept this place.
I read two stories before I told him, in order to keep his dad safe, we had to leave. He gave me a hug. Thanked me for reading to him. We walked out to the living room where the others waited. Rikiga was leaning against the wall, a drink in his hands. Little Shion went to climb into his dads lap. Sarah and Dani had left with Dogkeeper, Shion told me.
“Just how many knives are you carrying right now?” Rikiga blurted out to me. I blinked. Why did that matter?
“Enough.” I said. He waved his hand to Shion and his mother.
“See, I told you he was armed.” He scuffed. I glared at him. I had heard how they had moved to try and save the little boy from me. They didn’t trust me. I didn’t care.
“What? You thought I was going to kill the kid?” I asked narrowing my eyes at him.
“Well Dogkeeper did tell me about you.” He snorted. I lowered my gaze. Clenching my fists in my jacket pockets I wanted nothing more then to stab him.
“You think I need knives for that.” My voice hardly a whisper. “or any weapon?” I asked. Shion's mom gasped.
I turned to look at her. It took me a second to be able to soften my expression. The fool woman was just like her son. She didn’t back away from my glare. Instead she stepped toward me. I lifted my head to watch her better.
“I know that you…” her voice failed her. She cleared her throat. “That you had to live a certain way.” She paused. “Because of that my son is alive today.” She stopped a few feet before me.
“But?” I growled. She shook her head.
“There is no buts. I am sorry for the life you were forced to live, then. Now you have family.” To my utter horror she hugged me. I tried to pull away. Her arms tightened.
“Have you never felt a mother’s hug before, Rat?” she whispered into my neck. I yanked her arms from around my neck. Backing away I moved toward the door.
“Nn no” I shook my head. I had to get out of there. “Shion, we need to go.” I didn’t wait. Hurrying I yanked the door open. I ran down the stairs yanking open the bakery door.  Rushing out into the quickly darkening night I tried to breathe. What was she thinking?  How could she do that? The door opened behind me. Shion came out, alone.
He gave me a soft smile. “You really now how to make an exit.” I heard the laughter in his tone.
“Don’t laugh at me.” I snarled marching down the street. A small truck backed out in front of me. Nearly hitting me. Rikiga was driving.
“He is going to give us a ride. Don’t need people recognizing me.” Shion said from behind me. He flipped his hood up and climbed into the tiny cab. He slipped into the middle. Oh l, I didn’t like this.
Climbing, cautiously, into the cab, the locking of the door sounded like a death bell. I flinched. Rikiga just frowned at me. It was a quiet drive. I thought he would just leave us at the place where the wall used to be. I was wrong. He drove over the mound of garbage to park right beside the stairs that lead down to my bunker. I frowned at Shion.
“Just how many people did you tell about my place?” I asked. He gave me that huge smile where his eyes crinkled up. He looked cute. I mentally shook my head.
“Um just mom, Rikiga and um…” his voice trailed away as another car pulled up.
“Dogkeeper?” I filled in for him. He gave me another grin rubbing at the back of his hair. It was something he did when he was really nervous.
“Um, yeah" he gave me a small smile. I tsked and marched down the stairs.
Opening that door was like walking into a time capsule. Everything was exactly as I had left it. I ran my hand along the keys of the piano by the door. In my minds eye I could see Shion stirring the nights stew. My fingers touched the cold pot.
Turning away I walked into the stack of books. The only friends I had ever had where on these pages. My fingers ran over their spines. Their voices echoed in my head. The Artful Dodger getting Oliver to come with him. Scrooge fearing for Marley's return. Huck chewing on a blade of grass. Tom getting the neighborhood kids to do his chores.
They were all here. All waiting for me to pull them open again. My eyes burned to look upon those pages. A hand touched my face from out of no where. I jumped back. Shion  looked at me with saddened eyes.
“I didn’t want to make you cry.” He spoke so softly looking down at his hand.
“I wasn’t crying.” I scuffed turning my back on him I heard his soft chuckle.
“Well I know there isn’t any dust here…” he stepped around me. His hand was gentle on my face. “… I clean it every week.” He added. I hugged him. Pulling him into me I buried my face into his soft white hair. It tickled my cheeks. I breathed in the mild scent of him. He smelled like home. My arms tightened as his curved around my chest.
“I love you.” He cooed into my neck. I pushed him back far enough to kiss him.
“Where are you guys?” Dogkeeper’s irritated voice called out. I pulled away from Shion.
“Thank you.” I whispered. Calling out to Dogkeeper, I moved toward the front of the room. “Back here, had to check on some things.” I grouched.
“And leave me to carry all this crap down here?” she yelled at me.
“You two sound like siblings.” Rikiga panted as he lugged a monitor into the room. Shion took it from him placing it on the chair by the piano. Dogkeeper and I both snarled at him. Which made him and Shion laugh.
Rikiga left once he helped us unload Dogkeeper’s truck. She helped me set up the computer and twin monitors before leaving as well. I was now alone with Shion. The computer would record everything Masters said or did in his home. I had placed several mechanical rats in his house to follow him around. One was programmed to get in his car to follow him wherever he went. It would take a little doing but I could remotely access their recordings up until today.
Shion. My brain screamed that the boy was right here watching me. No longer a boy. Possibly no longer in need of all of my protection. I looked over at him after setting the commands to back up the data in the rats memory.
“Well we have nothing to do for several hours.” I stated. Shion had his hands behind his back.
“I can think of a few things.” He said a blush coloring his pale face. I leaned back in my chair, draping an arm over the back. I looked at him through my eyelashes.
“Hmm, I might be interested. Just what are you thinking?” I purred at him he brought his hands out. He was holding a freaking book.
“Hamlet?” he asked eyes wide with innocence. I growled throwing myself from the chair. I ripped the book from his hands tossing it onto the table. At the same time grabbing a handful of his shirt. Pulling him to me I pressed my lips hard against his.
I tasted blood as I forced his mouth open. Oops. I thought not really caring. I wrapped him in my arms as I wrestled with his tongue. All the while moving us backwards. Just before we were to fall onto the bed Shion broke away.
“Boxes!” he yelled. I cursed. We had put all the empty boxes on the bed. Spinning him I yanked his shirt off over his head as I slammed him down onto the couch. He laughed.
His laughter turned into a moan as I bit his hardened nipple gently. I flicked my tongue over it, sucking it into my mouth. My hands were busy getting his pants off.
His fingers dug into my hair. I felt a tug. The tie I used to hold my hair up snapped. It slapped me in the back of my head. Shion's pelvis thrust up to me as my hand grazed over his arousal.
“Rat!” he gasped. I pressed him back down onto the sofa with my entire body. Arching up I pulled my own short off. Shion lunged forward. Gripping my shoulder he rained hot kisses, gently nips and wet licks along my chest. I was gasping for breath when I forced him back to a prone position.
“You have a nasty side.” I whispered as I nibbled his ear.
“Please.” He begged pushing our crotches together. I chuckled.
Jumping from on top of him. I pulled my pants off. He was sitting up and his eager hands reached for me. I cried out as his mouth swallowed me. Leaning forward I had to brace my hands on the wall behind the couch.
His hands and mouth worked in unison. I could hardly breath. The pace he set was near frantic. I wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer. I tried to push him back, to step away. He wouldn’t allow it. His mouth sucked harder.
“Shion!!” I screamed as I exploded down his throat. My hand digging into his white hair. He giggled as he licked me clean. I grabbed him from the couch.
“That was bad. Don’t think I will take it easy on you because of it.”  His arms and legs wrapped around me.
“Please, don’t!” He chuckled our lips met. My fingers probed his bottom. He moaned against my mouth. I pressed one into him. He arched squealing but not pulling away. Gently I placed another inside him. I could feel his erection throbbing against my stomach. He moaned my name as I sissored my fingers in him. He started to wiggle in my arms. I began to thrust my fingers in him slowly then building speed. He moaned and thrashed. I couldn’t hold him any longer.
My own erection was peeking again. Spinning I pushed him face fist against the back of the couch. Gripping his shoulders I thrust inside him.  He cried out pushing back against me. It was frantic. I was mildly shocked how fast he moved. I matched his speed. He screamed. I laughed when I knew he climaxed, but I didn’t stop.
Moving harder Shion's was nearly shouting now. I pressed my chest to his back, lifting him a bit off of the couch. “Rat! Please!” he begged. “Don’t stop.” He panted. I obliged moving harder, faster he wiggled against me. I clutched his member stroking him as fast as I was thrusting. He was in hysterics crying, gasping screaming. I was unrelenting, until the final thrust. He fell forward out of my arms. His cum spewing over my hand. He didn’t pull away as I came inside him again. We fell onto the couch. Panting trying to regain the ability to breath.
I was pressed into the back of the couch, Shion's back pushed against me. “Shion, I…” my breathing came in gasps. He laced our fingers together.
“I know.” He said holding me. I pressed my face into his back. He was so easy to be around.
“No, I want to say it.” Lifting myself up I pulled him onto his back. He looked up at me with wide ruby eyes. I touched our foreheads together. “I love you, you clueless idiot.” I whispered. He kissed me, laughing. We slept on the couch that night.