Recently discovered WA-EC Universe. This is EC, well kindda. anyway read and review please.

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Kubota was all about control. Growing up in a house where his both his 'parents' ignored his existence - he had grown up fast, he had grown up hard, he had grown up cold. Living alone before he was even out of high school, he had been fiercely independent. He had joined the Arasio Executive Committee in his first year, but he had never really cared. Being in the EC gave him the chance to smoke, to fight and to keep aloof from the rest of the school He watched life go by never really getting involved.

Then in the second year, he had burst into the school. Bright, burning, bold Tokito had burst into the school. There was nothing further from control then the boy. He was more cut off from family then Kuboto, he was an orphan, living with an uncle who had not given a damn about the boy. And yet the boy cared. He was all energy and instinct. He acted without thought or fear. He stood for 'justice', and let nothing stand in his way. He seemed all ego and bravado, but Kuboto maybe because he was so different saw past the show.

The boy praised himself, because no one else praised him. The boy pumped up his ego because the world around seemed determined to crush him. The boy worked so hard to laugh, and Kuboto knew that it was because if he did not laugh the boy would have drowned in his own tears.

A new addition to the school, a rare creature indeed. Immediately the vultures had begun to circle, and Kuboto suddenly found that he cared, he wanted the boy in his school, in his class, in his life. He wanted to hear the boy's laughter. So he had stood back to back with the boy against all comers, and a partnership was born. They became the joint heads of the EC and when Kuboto had found Tokito spending the night in school, because his uncle had suddenly left on a 'business' trip, leaving a mess behind, he had invited the boy to share his apartment.

Then he learned more about his little friend.

Tokito was pure instinct. He did things that felt right. He felt deeply, strongly. He was smart, he was fast and he was strong. To Kuboto's surprise he was a match for Kuboto in battle, his instincts guiding him as well if not better then Kuboto's careful plans. Kuboto truly enjoyed watching the boy fight, he was so small and yet so powerful. For all the tragedy in his life, the boy was raw, he saw the world without the shades of gray that clouded Kuboto's vision. In Kuboto's careful care he blossomed. He was trusting, and he was innocent, so deliciously straight forward and naive.

So Kuboto had started the game, he flirted with the boy outrageously. It was he who pressed their bodies together, slung an arm around slim shoulders and dropped his tone to enchant the boy. He had sealed Tokitho's loyalty to him, the boy was game for anything Kuboto wanted to do, he broke doors down when he feared for Kuboto's safety, stood between Kuboto and his enemies both human and ghosts. And was strangely obedient to Kuboto requests. Requests that at times kept the boy in the dark and hurt the boy's tender heart.

And Kutobo cheered the boy on, supported him constantly, cared for the boys needs and god help anyone who was foolish enough to hurt the boy. Kuboto would crush under his heel any who dared too lay dirty hands on his 'property', destroy anyone foolish enough to cause pain to his bright and beautiful friend. He would not stop until he returned any pain experienced by Tikito a hundred fold, and he would deliver his sentence will a cool, unperturbed smile.

Kuboto watched Tokito argue with Katsuragi. Hmmm it was time to draw the boy's attention back to where it belonged and he gently interrupted the two. Kuboto knew, the boy would survive without him, he was too bright for any thing to dim his inner light for long, and by that measure he knew he would not survive the loss of the brightness in his heart. Tokito's smile entranced him, the joy in his laughter warmed every part of Kuboto's soul and two words Kubo-chan were music that called to his heart, his soul even.

He could not – would not lose that and soon very soon, the game they played was going to get extremely serious.

Soon he would not stop, even if Tokito asked him to. He would not, could not stop until all the boys resistance melted under his touch, until the boy's eyes clouded with passion, with love. He would not stop until the boy moaned for more and more, until the boy burned beyond endurance. Until the boy surrendered himself totally into his care, and he buried himself deep into the welcoming warmth that was Tokito.

Tokito was all about instinct, and Kuboto was all about control, and Kuboto knew the only way he could truly control and dominate instinct was to in turn totally surrender his control, to his own instincts. More and more Kuboto hungered for the chance do do just that.

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Too much? OR just right. should i continue? R&R.