A/N: Bah, these things are the only things I can write; little drabblish selfshippy things. D; I tried to write my spiritshipping stories but I just CAN'T. I've lost interest in spiritshipping for the most part and it's going to take some major prodding and inspiration to get me back into it. Sorryz. T.T Idk how this happened really but I can make some guesses that I won't illustrate here. Anyway, whatever. That's not important, I guess.

Disclaimer: I do not own GX. And figure out the title's meaning/symbolism blah for yourself! D8

Sensory Touches

They had only known each other for a few days, but their connection had been instant and deep. And so had Juudai's trust. He knew, deep inside, that he should not be allowing this to take place, but it was happening. Really, what was the harm in having Haou drive him to school, anyway? He had let the other spend the night—in his bed, even! He might as well let him give him a ride as well. So far Haou had been trustworthy and Juudai was aching for a companion. This person seemed to have the potential to give more than an ordinary person could.

On one level, he seemed like maybe he could act as an older brother, a mentor. And yet on another level, they clicked so well that Juudai wondered if they were pieces of a puzzle. He couldn't help but like spending time with him. He couldn't help but like it when Haou held his hand or lay next to him in bed, warming him. No, it wasn't his fault that he liked the physical contact. Nor was it his fault that he found himself—for lack of a better word—absolutely exhilarated whenever Haou was around or whenever he looked at him or touched him. There was something almost magnetic about them. Juudai was not yet sure what was the cause of all this, but he could tell that it just wasn't natural how quickly they had seemed to bond. There was something beyond the surface and intangible, something simply inexplicable about this situation. Honestly, he did not know what was going on. He just knew it was strange and mysterious and he liked it.

Presently, he was torn from his thoughts as they pulled up in front of his school. A little sigh escaped his lips at the sight of the large, brick building. He really did not want to attend that day. The weather was too cold and so was the reception he would endure. Why no one seemed to want to associate with him was a mystery to him, a mystery that seemed to have no simple explanation. Maybe there was something about himself that he had yet to discover or maybe…something he had forgotten?

At any rate, he was less than pleased when Haou pulled up against the sidewalk and affixed his amber gaze intently upon him, waiting. The pre-teen squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, daring not to look at the other. He could feel his eyes boring holes into him, silently instructing him to do what he did not wish. When Haou cleared his throat, the nature of his gaze growing sharper and sterner, Juudai knew it was time to move. He tossed his shaggy hair out of his eyes and offered a weak grin.

"Thanks for the ride," He finally said, out of necessity, uncertain of what else to say. The second he opened the door, a blast of icy wind rushed into the heated interior, chilling him to the bone. A visible shiver was his response.

He had hardly swung one leg out of the door when Haou grabbed his arm, quite taking him by surprise. A small gasp escaped his lips, despite the fact that he was not intimidated in the least. "Juudai, wait."

Brown eyes shifted from the ground to Haou's, brimming with curiosity and even a hint of excitement. "What?" He dared to ask, though it was only in a hushed tone. Something…strange had taken hold of him suddenly. He felt hardly able to speak. Was it from surprise? Not particularly. Was it because he was shy? No; he was never shy. Quite the opposite, actually. It was rather that he was in awe of the boy in front of him. There was just something about that gesture that sparked electricity between them. He felt it rising within him, in a form similar to a strangled breath of air.

He watched, his eyes growing wider at the sight, as Haou removed his jacket and draped it around Juudai's thinner, smaller shoulders. The poor brunet was nearly swallowed whole by the garment, and yet he could not turn the offer down. His cheeks flushed slightly, a sign of appreciation for the token of flattery. Clutching the fabric tightly in his fingers, he grinned up at the older teen, his eyes shining and his demeanor once more reflecting his bold nature.

"Thanks." Without hesitation or a single thought, he was leaning into the car once more, and wrapping his arms around Haou's neck in a firm embrace.

Initially, the other stiffened at the unexpected contact. However, after a moment's indulgence in the gentle affection, his tensed muscles relaxed, allowing for him to melt comfortably into his counterpart's arms. The connection, though seemingly a brief moment lapsing into separation almost as soon as it had been established, was enough for them both to recognize the mutual spark, the chemistry. Some may have said that it was too soon. For any normal case, it would have been. But all they had to do was to bring their gazes up to meet, and they knew.

This was not something that had "just happened" for the sake of life's little random moments. This was work done by the very hand of Fate itself. Although neither wanted to believe in such a thing, they both knew that this could not be an accident.

Perhaps it was just one of those instances where they had guided their own fate with the result of crossing paths. They were the ones who directed their own destinies; one could even argue that they were destiny itself. At least, that was how they felt, caught in the moment that both ended without a chance to anticipate it, and which lingered for eternity inside.

The snow began to sift down again from the heavens above, to better cloak the world beneath. What it failed to do was obstruct a passerby's view of a small figure leaning into a taller one until the silhouettes of their visages became one. The younger then proceeded to hurry off inside the building, leaving his counterpart to wonder what had just taken place. Then again, why did he really need to understand it? It had all but happened. It was all lost to the winds of a surreal dream.

A/N: Urrrrgggggggghhhh. DD; Umm next chapter…uhhh....Idk what's gonna happen yet. XDD sorry. –has nothing more to say, so runs. FAR AWAY-