No Where to Go. [Open~]

Kiyoshi sat on the bench, his cheeks turning a soft pink as kiku rested his head on his shoulder. he sighed and kept a hand in kiku's hand as he waited for the right bus to show up. He was always the impatient person.

Kiku felt himself relax, but heard Kiyoshi sigh impatiently. "Relax," Kiku whispered softly, his voice turning soothing again. "Just relax. The bus will be here soon enough, okay?" He whispered, keeping his eyes closed as he laid his head on his shoulder.

Kiyoshi listened to his soothing voice and let his body relax as he sighed gently and snuggled lightly against kiku, making sure he could still have his head on his own shoulder.

Kiku kept his eyes closed, then rested his other hand on Kiyoshi's leg, stroking it soothingly. "There we go," He smiled, noticing Kiyoshi had relaxed. He tilted his head back and kissed Kiyoshi's throat tenderly. He didn't know why, but he just felt like he needed too.

Kiyoshi smiled as he felt kiku's hand on his leg. He sighed gently and snuggled closer to kiku, a blush rising as kiku kissed his neck gently. He was so glad he found someone like kiku, it made him feel complete. "Thank you." he whispered.

"You don't need to thank me when I kiss you," Kiku whispered gently, kissing his throat again. "I'm doing it because I feel like it," Kiku smiled, then lifted his head up to look at him, squeezing his hand tightly.

"I wasn't thanking you for kissing me, I was thanking you for being in my life. You've made it 10x better then it was seveeral days ago." He smiled gently as he looked at kiku sideways.

"Oh," Kiku murmured softly, his heart starting to soar. "Well... y-you're welcome..." He whispered, kissing his cheek lightly. He then heard the faint sound of a car in the distance. He looked up to see a bus driving up towards them. He lifted his head and sighed. why did the stupid bus have to come at a time like this?

Kiyoshi sighed sadly and slowly got up, taking kiku's hand and pulling him up then getting on the bus. He took the wallet out of the bag and grabbed loose change, counting it and then giving it to the Driver. He then went towards a seat near the back and sat down.

Kiku followed him, sitting right beside him on the seat. He reached into the bag and grabbed a banana. He looked at Kiyoshi with a smile before he rested his head on his shoulder again. Kiku didn't care about the necklace dangling from his neck that was slowly growing tighter and tighter whenever he got close to Kiyoshi. He was willing to bear with it. He then peeled the banana and took a bite of the soft fruit, chewing before swallowing. He sighed happily. A banana was probably his favorite fruit, but because he was always travelling, he never really had access to fresh fruits and vegetables. He was stuck with nonperishable food.

Kiyoshi watched kiku eat the banana, sming faintly as he watched. Something silver caught his eyes and he turned his gaze to look at a necklace dangling from around kiku's neck. He blinked then reached a hand up, resting the necklace in the palm of his hand. "Does this necklace symbolize anything

"No," Kiku muttered immediately, "It's just a valuable necklace that I like," He murmured, finishing his banana. He noticed there was a garbage can in the back. He threw it, smiling as it landed perfectly inside the trash. He turned back to Kiyoshi, looking up at him with a weak smile. "Why do you ask?" He whispered gently.

Kiyoshi examined the necklace and turned it over. He ran his thumb over the metal to feel engraved letters, frowning he looked at it closely. "takuya" he said outloud, recognizing the word as a name of a person. "Someone gave it to you Kiku....who's Takuya?"

"Just this person I knew a really long time ago," Kiku snapped, his tone harsh and broken. He hadn't heard anyone say that name in over a hundred years. His throat felt taught as he pulled the necklace from Kiyoshi's hand and slid it under his shirt so Kiyoshi couldn't grab it. "It means nothing, don't worry about it," he whispered.

Kiyoshi flinched back when Kiki snapped at him and he slid back so his side was against the window. He blinked at kiku, hearing his harsh and sad tone. "He was more then just someone wasn't he?" he whispered, not looking at him

"It doesn't matter!" Kiku cried, biting down on his lip as he rested his hand over his mouth. It had been so long since anyone had asked him about Takuya, or talked about him for that matter. He felt bad, when Kiyoshi slid up against the window. "N-No... I-I'm sorry..." He whispered softly, "I didn't... mean to snap at you... I just...." He faded off, honestly not knowing what to say. "As I told you, it doesn't matter. So please... dont worry about it," He murmured, closing his eyes as he rested his face in his hands.

Kiyoshi flinched again when he cried out and he looked away from him, knowing it did matter to kiku but he didn't want to say anything. "okay." he whispered as he looked out the window, hands around his stomach.

Kiyoshi hated being yelled at, or snapped at, or anything that is above normal voice tone. It always made him feel small or like he was just a nobody, not someone who was concerned or curious.

Kiku noticed Kiyoshi's gaze turn distant as he looked out the window. He lifted his face from his hands and moved closer to him. He wrapped his arms around his waist and rested his head on his shoulder. "I told you I'm sorry," He whispered softly, his tone gentle, "Don't be upset at me, please..." He sighed, closing his eyes as he hugged him.

Kiyoshi allowed himself to be hugged, relaxing slightly when he was in kiku's arms. "I just don't like people raising their voices at me...especially people who can make my ears bleed if their loud enough." he whispered as he looked at kikus chest.

"Oh," Kiku murmured softly, closing his eyes as he sighed sadly. "I said I'm sorry, okay?" He whispered, sitting up again before leaning his head on Kiyoshi's shoulder. "I just don't want to talk about it,"

Kiyoshi nodded and closed his eyes sighing gently as he looked outthe window. "I'll remember that." he whispered

Kiku bit his lip, letting out a deep breath. He didn't say anything more, he didn't want them to get into another argument or something. They simply sat there in silence, watching the city go passing by. Most of the passengers had gotten off by this point, seeming they were now on the edge of the city. Kiku sighed as the bus continued to drive, going out into the middle of no where. The road was much like the one they were on the previous day, empty, dusty and lonely.
After an hour of silence had passed, Kiku finally spoke up. "Kiyoshi..." He murmured gently, "I'm glad that I'm with you, and not anybody else."

When Kiku finally spoke Kiyoshi tore his gaze from the window and looked at him gently. "I'm glad I'm with you too." he whispered, looking at him then looking around. "We're the only ones on here." he whispered

Kiku looked around, and then smiled. "Yeah," He murmured softly. He slumped back in his chair slightly, stretching out his body with a yawn. He looked out the window and frowned, "It looks like we're in the middle of no where," he noted, resting his head on Kiyoshi's shoulder as he closed his eyes.

"That's because we are." Kiyoshi whispered as he looked at Kiku gently then out the window again, noting the dead and flat desert landscape and dusty road. He sighed softly and rested his head on the glass, staring at his reflection in the window.