Schuldich stood up from their bed looking at Farfarello sweetly asleep on their common bed. It was too hard to believe that they have been together for three years.

Three years was a long time for Schuldich who had never had a lover for more than a month. He wondered if it was long past time to move on. Farfie was a tender and considerate lover something most wouldn't suspect from his normal behavior. It was mostly attitude and directed towards the "good guys", Schuldich discovered. They had quite a good relationship as most things go with Schuldich playing leader.

By now, the novelty of their relationship had rubbed off. And though, Farfarello still surprised him with a thoughtful gesture or two, things were becoming a bit boring. Their lovemaking had been passionate and hot with the newness but now was quite predictable. Though every time he had thought to find another, his mind found excuses not to and his chest constricted. Was this love then? Did he love the whitehaired psycho then? He just didn't know but whenever he had scoped out other guys a stray thought would say, "His ass isn't as hot as Farfarello's" or "He doesn't have sexy feral yellow eyes".

Schuldich sighed. It had seemed that he had been at last trapped. He had thought to be content to be bound to Farfarello for all his life but something changed when he found out about Fujimiya Ran's telepathic powers. How different could it be to make out with a fellow telepath, he wondered. Somehow he just couldn't let the thought be. It nagged at him day and night.

Estet didn't have a telepath who matched the extent of his powers at his age bracket. Most of the Estet communication talents were low-quotient empaths with mild bent towards telepathy. It was a rare one to have someone with the power who had held onto sanity long enough to be trained. Once in a generation, the one who trained Schuldich said and he should know, he was one of the old geezers. Nor were any of the lesser talents allowed to associate with Schwartz who were considered to be in the protegee level. Now Schuldich was constantly being thrown in with Ran, he had felt the constant itch to try to share mind talk with the other. Screw the mind talk, he wanted to see how mind fuck felt like.

Ran's looks and, um, attributes didn't hurt either. Short red locks enticingly waving in the wind, purple eyes snapping with inner fire and a bod that's both slender and muscular. Schuldich had also eavesdropped on certain private moments the promise of fire in Ran's eyes was true to its word. Ran was a passionate and lusty lover as testified by the latter and Crawford mental leakage. It was enough to make him drool. Unfortunately, the bod and all had a sign that said "Private Property of Crawford, No Trespassing Allowed".

Shit, if Schuldich had known about Ran's--ah, abilities--he wouldn't have helped Crawford get Abyssinian. Well at least not immediately he would have had tried to play with the kitten first. It boggles the mind how much steam there was in that cool exterior. Crawford was always cool inside as he was on the outside. The Schwartz leader was always in control even the headily in love he didn't let himself go into the extremes, temperate as always. Even in the throes of passion, Crawford didn't spark up much.

Another thing, Crawford didn't go through all the romantic gestures though he was solicitous in his own way to Ran and he didn't object to doing things he wouldn't normally do without Ran's prompting but that was all. Ran, on the other hand, behaved much like a lovesick teenager. Ran was always finding more and more romantic things to do in their spare time, candlelight dinners, dancing, and walks in the park and more. Besides the normal everyday gestures, such as popping up for lunch, Ran's even taken all the cooking chores away from everyone in the Schwartz. Heck, Ran was sure under-appreciated! Though it would shorten his life considerably to say it. There was one thing, Crawford wasn't short of and that it was jealousy. The man guarded Ran like a terrier with a bone.

I need a plan so as not to tip off His High-and-Mightiness Mister Precognitive… Besides it's not as if I'm really going to steal the kitten away from Crawford. I am not that stupid! That's liable to get Farfie to chase me with knives or Crawford to try to shoot me. Just going to borrow him for awhile… Hell, it would probably make Crawford appreciate the kitten a bit more…

***

"Room 2213, Sir." The receptionist said, smiling as she did so at Ran.

"Arigatou." Ran said going the next elevator. Anticipation made his steps light and quick. This was the first time Crawford had ever tried anything remotely romantic and Ran wasn't going to spoil the mood. If you can call a curt note telling Ran to meet him at this hotel and signed as impersonal as an accountant's columns romantic. But this was the first time ever his lover had made the effort so it was excusable. It was quite a delightful surprise any way you looked at it, he didn't expect his lover to be back for two days yet from his business trip.

Not that you have any problems, you're new at this too you know…

Ran swatted the pesky thought aside. Crawford was just very concerned with his dignity that's all. Ran would have a hard time to, he supposed if not for his kitsune-chan of a younger brother and his revived sister constantly reminding him not to neglect his humanity.

Ran entered the darkened suite and the door slowly closed behind him. He would have been alarmed except that he had sensed that the only presence in the room was definitely human. So his koi wanted to play didn't he? Well, Ran was all game for it…

Suddenly Ran felt Crawford's mouth hot upon his, exploring, and hands were undoing his shirt. Then, his koi's lips left his to trail kisses down his chest to suck at his nipples.

"Hnnn." Ran moaned. Brad never did this to him before. The brunette's hair brushed against his belly button, he was fast losing himself in the hot caresses.

"Wait…"

Hair, Brad's…hair…wasn't that long…and those thoughts have a strange feel to it…

"Why don't you just enjoy the ride…" A voice purred in Ran's ear as he strove to get out of the suddenly too tight embrace he found himself in.

Where is that…

Click. Ran managed to find the light switch despite the distracting hands of his mystery lover and flipped it on.

"Schuldich!"

~TBC~

*It's things like these that can get you killed Schu-chan, chirrups Silrayn. Schuldich just sticks out his tongue at Silrayn. Suit yourself then! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Silrayn scampers off*

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