The fourth (and last ! ) chapter of your fic, Meiko ! And the last one... It was more than time to finally end that fic, wasn't it ?

The disclaimers: Slam Dunk's characters are not mine, but Inoue's propriety. i only use them for mine, their and also I hope your pleasure ! ^^

Thieves of Nights

Chapter IV

Again.

Last night I ask them. Again. I ask them to put the scarf on my eyes again.

For the sake of past times...

It wanna be four years. Four years since... Four years. We're at university, now. The three of us. And this night, It wanna be four years. That's why I wanted to celebrate it. Last night, this night and tomorrow's night. Three nights. For the three of us.

It wanna be four years...

I remember, all was so... Special, that night. And so normal at the same time... Well, at least... Normal for me. Someone else could think differently about... Many things that happened this night. Like the previous ones...

That day... That night, should I say. The sky was so pure... Like cryastal.

I stayed later than usual to practice, I wanted to improve my skill. For them to match the Kitsune's ones... And Sendoh's ones. Even if I would never admit it in front of them...

I admired them. Like I admire them now. I admired them... A lot.

Physically... Now that I knew how it was to be loved by men... That it can be so marvellous... I couldn't help but look at the body of my teammates, of the guys I met in the streets, of the guys of the other team... I wanted so much to find them ! To know WHO they were ! My mysterious lovers...

So that's why I admired their bodies. No one could ever match them, I soon realized it. Except of course my two mysterious lovers... But if they were the same ? The thought was truly appealing. To have those gorgeous guys... Coming to me every nights ! But even without really knowing... I stopped to hate or act like hating the kitsune and then I saw him.

For the very first time, I saw him. Without this hate to blind me... And what I saw was truly breathtaking. His grace as he ran on the court, his elegance, the almost feline way he moved... Feline. Like my mysterious silent lover... My heart missed a beat the first time I realized it . His features, so fines, so delicates, almost like a girl's ones... I already knew it, but... Never before this fact appears to me like that, with such a strength. His features appears almost feminine but at the same time were so... Definitely male ! A total contradiction. And a living one...

And with sendoh... I saw him as he comes to see our matches. I saw him when I went myself to see Ryonan's matches. I even met him in the street, he was with friends... Or alone... Was it fate that I met him so often ? That I met them ?

Sendoh was... Beautiful. I knew it. And my new knowledge of... The possibility between two members of the same genre troubled me so much every time I saw him... His body is so full of strength, calm and self-confidence... All his person. And his way of acting, like if nothing in this world could disturb him... Which was probably the case.

I envy it... Did I already say it ? Perhaps. I envy it... Exactly as I envied the confidence my mysterious lovers seems to have while making love to him. Exactly like I envied the self-confidence my smiling lover had...

I admired their skills, too. And the way people looked at them... Everybody trust Sendoh, he's Ryonan's ace, he is... The famous Sendoh, so skillfull and loved by everybody ! No one ever said that he was bad-looking, that he looked dangerous, no mother ask her children to 'not go near that bad guy' or something like that... The same with Rukawa. Through he's so different from Sendoh... All the girls fall for him, he has just to chose...

One other reason for him to NOT be one of my lovers, one other prove of my foolness. If he really was my silent one, why would he have chosen me ? Even just for fun... Me. The gangster or ex-gangster, for what that matters, the one with the 50 rejections, the one parents warn about...

But did they really know me ? Did they know how I feel ? Who I really am ? No, no. Of course, no. All those who said that I'm only a hooligan, a gangster, that I was surely the one who did this or that every time something appears. Or seems to have appears... Even when they realized I doesn't do anything bad, I 'could have done it, after all, you see his eyes, his red-hair and how dangerous-looking and savage he is ? ' .

I've always been the bad guy, the one people were feared of and never trust. Whatever I tried to do, they would have never trust me spontaneously as they could trust anybody else... Except some persons. Youhei. The gundam. And the team, too. They were my friends. My only friends.

I envied Rukawa. That's why I hated him, first. Not really 'cause of Haruko... Or to be more exact, not ONLY 'cause of her. He had... He was... All I would have love to be. He could have as many friends as he wants, even if he didn't try to,the girlfriend he wanted... All admired him, he even had his own fan-club ! They're annoying, but... It's not important, what matter is that they're the prove that he's popular. Of course, there's a difference between persons who want to be near you 'cause you're popular and real friends. But when nobody dare to approach you, how can you even try to make a friend ? I have been lucky, I met Youhei when we were child. And soon, with him come along some other guys. Noma, Ookutsu and Takamiya... My firsts friends. And once the only I had...

It's one of the other reason why I love Basket, it gives me so many friends... Real friends, who looks behind... My looks. To see me. The real ME.

I was afraid. I was so afraid. What if... Did my lovers really loved me ? I was not... The most beautiful guy, to say the least. With the way people looked at me... Like if I was a piece of shit... There's a long time that I understood that my looks were definitively not what could appeal people on me. Thanks to those girls who rejected me and the parents who warned their children about me... I understand it. So what could interest my lovers... My loved ones in me ? Could they look at me... Differently than had always done all the others, except perhaps my dear friends ?

I felt so... Different with them. Like if I was no more this... Monster people thought I was but... Something priceless. I felt loved, needed, even beautiful, I felt all I'd ever wanted to feel... Wanted to be.

That's why I could have not bear to lost them. The firsts... And the only who seemed to love me. Not only like, not only friendship. But even love. Real love. Or so I hoped...

And now... Even if NOW there's people who seems to... More and more people and even girls that suddenly seem to like me... To feel what I wanted so much them to feel at that time... It's different, 'cause THEY'RE the ones who loved me when that really matters. When there were no other... They gave me their hearts. And even if they say that others... Others had began to love me, too, that people were... Interested in me even at that time, even if I can't believe it... Even if this was true... It's not the same. 'Cause they're the ones I fall for. And that's why I was so afraid.

They... Rukawa and Sendoh looked so much like my loved ones... So much... Like twins, like... I dunno. So much. The same. Exactly the same.

But it seems to easy. To have them so near of me... I couldn't dare to hope. But yet I hoped...

They were so similar. All show that they WERE. They WERE my lovers. My sexy, marvellous tender lovers. My beautiful, gentle and yet oh-so possessives loved ones... But I couldn't have any certitude. Until this night...

I take my time to go home, even if it was very late in the night. I take my time to look at the sky. At this so marvelously clear and pure sky. I knew that they should be already home by that time. An other night, I would have even run all the way home to be sure to be here... To be sure they doesn't left 'cause of the hour. To be sure to not spend the night alone... but not this night. This night was so... Magic. there was a peace in my heart. Nothing mattered, I was me, I was a part of this world, the world itself accepted me so... Nothing else mattered.

When I finally reach home, I stopped. I stopped and breathed in the air, deeply, closing my eyes in delight. And then I enter...

The scarf fell on my eyes, as I was now use too. I smiled, they were here, they were ready to love me, they would love me, my only ones, my precious ones ! I let them walk me to my bed, as usual, walk me and kiss me and touch me and strip me... Then my silent lover took me in his arms, lifting me carefully and lay me on the satin sheet.

I dun remember when exactly I began to use satin sheets. 'Cause one of the poems they give me, I think...

They stopped, looking at me and I blushed... They were here, I feel the bed cracks under their weights, each of them of both side of the bed. They stopped and looked at my naked form on the bed... My smiling lover... My would-be Sendoh... Bent over and kiss me gently on the neck, nibbling the skin as he always did, his left hand wandering on my chest, on my stomach and I moaned, it felt so good ! Just a light touch, a feather-like caress, something so little and so sweat, and at the same time so... Sensual ! He raise a little to look at me again, I could feel his eyes on my face, like if he tried to memorize my features, his hand still on my stomach, his hot breath on my cheek...

The other, who stayed so quiet during that time, began to act, too. So slowly... They were taking their time, did they felt the... Unreality of the moment ? The magic in the atmosphere ? soon I feel his hand on my body. Just his fingertips, slowly caressing my side, sliding down slowly on my skin, passing the curve of my hips 'til the inside of my thighs... A soft, light caress, yet so exiting ! He kissed me, too. first, just a little kiss on my mouth, the simple brush of lips against lips. Then he did it again, adding more pressure. And again... And again... This time, gently nipling my lips until I opened them in a sigh, letting his tongue enter the warm cavern of my mouth and began this oh-so sensual dance with my own one... I moaned as he skillfully deepened the kiss, arousing me more and more, as my body went suddenly in fire as always when they kissed me... I couldn't help to respond to his kiss, I was his, his ! I was totally his, I was their to use and abuse, I only wanted them, them, I wanted more !

More of their hands on my skin, more of their kisses on my flushed body, more, more, MORE ! They seemed to feel it as they continued to arouse me, letting their hands travelled more and more on my skin, caressing me with more passion as the kiss accentuated itself. He, my smiling one, let his hands grab my thighs, flowing them apart as he sank his head between them, his hot breath burning my shaft almost painfully as he looked at it some seconds, his fingers on the tender flesh of the inside of my thighs and I cried as he finally took my member in his mouth, the kiss stifling my muffled cries. It felt so perfect ! His tongue on my shaft, turning, playing around it... The burning heat of his mouth, of the oh-so marvelously warm and wet cavern as I tried to move eagerly, his hands stopping me to do so, maintaining me until he finally chose to let me move, a so long time after, until he let me fuck his mouth and... I moaned as jolts of pleasure submerged me and emptied myself in his willing mouth.

And then it happened...

The scarf, which has been so faithfully blinding my eyes all this time. The scarf which has been on my eyes night after night. The scarf slid...

I gasped. Loudly. And they raise their heads. To see my eyes. Sinking into theirs... It was.. Like if suddenly the world was slowing down, I see him almost in a dream... His eyes, his beautiful blue eyes that he opened in surprise when he heard me, broken the kiss. His head jerking off violently, was that a flash of panicks and... Fear in those stunningly blue eyes that widened in horror ? He turned his head, his eyes making contact with the ones of... The other. My other loved one. Something seems to pass in this look as they turned their eyes toward me in a single motion.

They untied my hands. And sat on the bed. Like I did, too. There was no need to speak for doing so. And we froze. They looked at me. Waiting. Expecting me to speak. To say something.

I had to say something. Or so they seems to think. But no. I just bent over. Kissing them on the lips. Just a light kiss, 'the brush of lips against lips', I kissed them, one after the other, as a bright blush appeared on my cheeks. And looked down, not knowing how they would react.

So I miss the moment when a wide smile appears on their lips. The brief look they exchanged. So I miss the moment they bent over to take me in their arms.

But not the one when they cradled me in their arms like if I was the most important thing in the world. And I was, I was for them ! But I didn't miss the moment he... My gentle, teasing, always-smiling lover hugged me so tightly that I thought that I was surely die and that angels were bringing me in heaven. I didn't miss when my always-silent and, extraordinary, smiling -smiling !- lover tilt his head, taking my chin in his palm and kiss me, one of his marvellous kiss and I smiled in the kiss, feeling for the first time of my life totally complete.

They were. They were my loved ones. Rukawa and Sendoh.

Kaede and Akira...

And now. Now... We're a couple. The three of us. Together. The three of us.

It... Wanna be four years this night. That's why I ask them. Again. I ask them to put the scarf on my eyes again.

Again.

End of Chapter IV

It's done ! I finally finish the fic ! Hmm... It's a little like "Sunset" for this last part, Hana-kun remembering his past while waiting for his lovers... *frowns* Well, after all, if they're not here; what can he do other than remembering his past... And what he wants to do in the future ? At least the chapters themselves were a little different, as each of them was from a different point of vue...

This chapter is finally very different from what I thought it would be. First I just wanted a "Hanamichi just say that he finally discovered for sure who were his two mysterious lovers". A happy part with a happy end. But it end differently. Or not "end", 'cause after all it's what this chapter shows. But this part is... Somewhat a little bitter than what I wanted. The way people looked at Hanamichi before. Or the way he feels it... All this part with Hanamichi remembering his doubts, ect, suddenly pop out in my mind. Of course, those who read the second part, from Rukawa's point of vue (everybody, I hope ! ), know that people began to admire Hana-kun, too. But he doesn't realize it himself...

I hope it was not too sad for an ending, with the Hana's past part ! And that I doesn't confuse you too much... I know that a Hanamichi who looked at himself like a piece of shit is not very usual but... Everybody know is not AS self-confident as he say he is !

For those who wanted more informations about how they ended together... I think I would add NOTHING, now ! The not-say is as important as what is say in this fic, or so I think. After all, all the story turn around it, neh ? And as you know that 4 years after they're still the four of them together... I think I wanna let what is left to your imagination, it's better this way ! The principal has been say ! ^^

Meiko, I hope it please you. I really take my time for this last part ! Your birthday last longer than you thought, neh ? ^_-

And the others... Thanks for all the comments you send me when I wrote the previous chapters of this fic and... I'm waiting some others, please ! *puppy eyes*

Zeynel_And you ? What do you think of it ? *asks the guys with shining eyes*

The guys_ ...

Zeynel_So ? *turns her head then sweatdrops as she saw them*

Hanamichi_Hmmph... *can say nothing as he's kissed deeply by Rukawa whose hands are wandering along his body*

Rukawa_ ... *says nothing as he's too busy kissing and feeling his Hana-kun to bother about yaoi fans and authors and what they could say or ask *

Sendoh_ *says nothing as he's too busy while kissing and nibbling Hanamichi's neck while sinking his head in his shoulder, hugging him from behind, a hand travelling on his chest to stop on his crotch and the other fondling Rukawa's ass*

Zeynel_WHAAAAAAAAAAAAaHHHHHHH ! YAOI MATERIAL FOR OTHER LEMONS ! *takes her camera eagerly and began to film the show* Oh, by the way, see you next time on an other fic ! *speaks without stopping to film, a hard exercise that only experimented yaoi fans can do*

So, as I say I hope the fic please you, if not... Why the hell did you bother to read EVEN this chapter after reading the previous ones? And why the hell are you still reading what I'm writing now ? You're sado-masochist ?

Hmm...

Could be a good idea for an other fic, hmm... The sado-masochism... *begins to walks back and forth, still eyeing and filming the guys of course...*

_ZEYNEL_