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07.09 Black / White Paper III -11/11

Black / White Paper III 11/11

part: 11
Warnings: sap, lemon
Content: Tijo has become aware that he has a very specific interest in Sasha and pursuing it as well. But he has not put all the cards on the table ...


Title:

Black / White Paper III

part: 11 / 11
Author: Nanuk
e-mail: nanukdain@gmx.net
Rating: MA
Warnings: sap, lemon
Claimer: Mine. To the bone. Forever and ever.
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Content: Tijo has become aware that he has a very specific interest in Sasha. But he has not put all the cards on the table ...

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"Do you drink?"

Sasha had put off from the bar and circled him to go into the kitchen. I could see that little smile was still on his lips. "The night is still young and I was a bad host and you have not even offered anything."

I took a moment to catch me, but then I followed him into the kitchen. I was aware that I also had this certain smile on his face, but I felt me not able to wipe it from my lips, I still wanted it. I felt good in my stomach there was a sinking feeling comfortable and I found myself in a thrilling high spirits. Abruptly, the evening had lost its bitterness.

Sasha stood at the refrigerator, one hand on the door and surveyed his constituents. "I could offer you beer, but you have to go still. Otherwise I have juice, water or Coke. "

I for a moment thought long whether I should dare to come near him and hesitated for a moment, then I went behind him and put my hands to his sides by over his shoulder in the refrigerator to look. I looked at the contents of the refrigerator for a moment and let it delete my fingers lightly over the fabric of his T-shirts.

"I'll take a Coke." I decided then sat up and let him go again. Sascha reached into the refrigerator, took the bottle of Coke, who stood in the doorway and followed me. I was taken a step back, take him to court, but he stood right next to me after he had fetched two glasses. As he poured us he leaned slightly to me, so I could feel his thighs to mine. I am extremely pleased that he was looking for my presence as well as I that he and I in This request apparently was not alone. Only a quarter of an hour I was due to its neutral form have been deeply unsure of what he wanted from me, but now that he let me know, I even dared to come to meet him.

Sascha put down the bottle and handed me one of the glasses. I accepted it and took a sip of my eyes without turning away from him. As he put down his glass, his typical wry smile on his lips. He put down his drink and hopped up to sit on the desktop. "What did you really like this weekend?"

I leaned next to him against the counter. "Very good. I have to say it makes a lot of fun with a group to go on tour. If it makes such a thing again, I am now again. "

Sasha grinned at me. "Very good. For I have desire to ride more often. "

" It's something new in planning? "

" Not yet, as far as I know, but Joshua will let me know if he is planning another tour. "Sascha took his glass and took another sip. "He said we were eight very good group, and I think so too. He considers us zusammenzuholen often. "

" I also must say, I thought we got along very well together. " I agreed with him. "I immediately felt in the hand well, and that even though we were two to come into the group."

"Somehow it was a very pleasant and relaxed atmosphere." Sasha said with a nod. "As if we had known much longer."

"Certainly." I suddenly had to grin. "Mara reminds me very much Marieh. The two would are determined very well. I think if the two would ever join forces against us, we would be lost. "

Sasha laughed. "Oh yes, I think so too. A bad team - at least for us. "

"And Marieh me now besieged on work already so I am taking them next time. Watch out, the two meet someday. "

" Oh. "Sasha grinned. "But I must say, that would be kind of a sexy experiment. We should have to ensure that meet Mara and Marieh. This could be a friendship for life. "

" I schwahnt evil. "I replied, but I too had to smile. Sascha was right, somehow the idea had some merit. "And how are we doing this?"

"We simply ask Mara if she takes Marieh at the next tour as Sozi. Johnny goes normally so anyway on his own machine. "

I looked at him with a broad grin. "A brilliant idea. Now we just need to wait for the next tour. "

Sasha returned my satisfied face and held my gaze. Then changed his smile and took a seductive train. He raised his hand and placed it on my shoulder, then he let them wander to my neck. His fingers stroked it teasingly over my skin, causing goose bumps to me. He leaned over to me, bent down and gave me a small kiss on the lips. I followed the light train, exerted his hand on my neck, until I stood before him, his legs to my sides. He was still sitting on the desktop and therefore taller than me by a few centimeters. It excited me that I had to look up to him, I noticed when I put my hands on his thighs and lifted her head for another kiss.

Sasha's second hand also came to rest on my neck and he pulled me to himself, bowed his head and placed his lips on mine. I met him, let my hands go down to his thighs, his hips and then under the hem of his T-shirts. I felt him shudder at the touch of my fingers on his bare skin against his lips and smiled slightly. "Sensitive?"

"You can say." His voice had become a shade lower. Sasha did not hesitate, looked up my mouth again and kissed me deep and long. I closed my eyes and gave me his talented tongue, while I was stroking my hands on the skin of his back. He was trembling slightly, he slipped on the countertop before, until his body is pressed against mine. I felt his legs closed around my hips and pulled me against him. I groaned oppressed in his kiss and let my hands wander down his back and deeper until I waistband of his jeans had arrived.

I leaned back a bit so I could look him in the eye and asked, with a small grin, "Shall we move the process with a more comfortable place?"

"This is not a good idea. Unfortunately, I must get up early tomorrow. "Sascha said with regret in his voice and it sounded as if he would have to overcome, to say these words. "I have to first hour class."

I sighed heavily and regretted it, as his legs let go of me. "Too bad, but since you can probably skip much."

Sascha chuckled and poked me in the side. "Not really. Do not make me silly ideas. I still have to fulfill a role model. "

" Too bad. "I muttered softly and kissed his neck lightly. "When you have time again?"

"I still have to prepare a written examination which will write my math basic course on Thursday. Before that I was practically a minute. But how about Friday? "He suggested after a moment of reflection. "We then have the whole weekend for us."

"An excellent idea." I taught a little further on, and smiled slightly. "I already know what we can do then."

"You mean other than to spend the day in bed?" he replied with a laugh. I enjoyed it, feel stroking his fingers through my hair and leaned into the touch.

"Oh, I had planned, but I mean it." Returned I could not prevent me grin. I liked the relaxed atmosphere between us, it felt good to just be together and laugh together with Sascha can. "How about going swimming on Saturday morning. Very relaxed, with Jacuzzi and steam room, and then you get a massage from me. "

" Hmmmm. "Sasha purred softly as I let my fingers go in line with the promised massage on his back. "That sounds really good. After the stress of school, I could use such a relaxing weekend really well. Especially when I spend it alone has not. "

" Then it's a 'yes'? "

" Certainly. "Sascha pulled in front of me and kissed me lightly on the forehead. "How could I say no?"

"Good." I ate his gentle touch and I realized that we were herumgezirkelt long for this moment. It had never been to quick sex. Although I regretted that we were tonight, unfortunately, probably not end up in bed together, it was still a matter of course me to wait until Friday. I wanted to spend time with Sasha and enjoy our weekend together in all trains, including the Matrazensports. I did not want a quick tryst, but the whole night. And that meant that I would have to wait until Friday.

"Then let me sleep at you." I stepped back and watched as Sasha slide off the canvas. We went into the living room and I pulled on my coat and grabbed my helmet.

"I bring you out yet." Sasha said with a small, almost embarrassed smile and reached for his key ring. I was glad that he apparently as little as I wanted to say goodbye and that he did everything to delay the moment a bit. I held the door open and let him go out in front of me before I followed him and the door behind me pulled into the lock. We walked slowly across the yard, closer together than we had previously done. Now and then touched his hand to my run in, a light brushing of skin to skin, almost hesitant and restrained.

We went to the little side door and Sascha went to them and had me step on the road. I stopped, turned around to him, and instinctively felt nervous, I was not sure how I should behave. I wanted him pull on me and get me one last kiss before we look at the next four days would not see. But I was not quite sure how much was in close order, how much he was willing to allow the street and how much I really wanted to show itself.

"So then I come on Friday to you." The typical crooked smile was on his mouth and I could not help me go to involuntary tongue over his lips in the spontaneous memory of how it felt, it to kiss. I saw his eyes follow the movement and decided that I would dare easy.

I took a step toward him, put my hands to his sides and slowly pulled him to me. I gave him enough time to escape from the embrace or give me to understand in any other way that he did not wish contact, but he was only following my request. His arms came to rest on my shoulders and he came towards me, his gaze fixed on me. He just looked incredibly well with this certain look in his eyes, her lips slightly open and a soft shade of red on the cheeks. I wanted him, it shot through me in mind, most of all here and now.

Sascha completed his arms and pulled me closer by, slightly bowed his head and placed his lips on mine, neither slow nor care, but hungry and demanding. I allowed myself to become intoxicated by the feeling of his tongue in my mouth, said his touch and enjoyed it, his hands buried themselves in my hair. I let my hands wander down his back and pulled him even closer to me until our bodies pressed together lengthwise. I could feel his thigh between my legs and was aware that he had felt that I responded to his touch. Sascha moved his leg slowly and provocatively around and let me know that he had not only noticed my reaction, but also appreciated. I could not help but act in his mouth to groan, as if he just the right Pressure to bear.

I retired with difficulty. "If we stop now, I will not be able to go and then you come tomorrow, definitely too late."

My voice was raw and my breathing was irregular. I was again amazed at how quickly I could get up to speed Sascha. But since it does not necessarily seem to be in better shape, I did not bother my reaction to it.

"I know." He swallowed. His voice was hoarse and had that deeper sound assumed the drove me a shiver down the spine. "The really worrying is that my school is almost does not matter."

"It is good to hear." I grinned, pleased, but then I got serious. "But I also know that you make accusations you tomorrow if you're not going."

He nodded seriously, her fingers still buried in my hair. "I know."

I let my hands caress his back and kissed him gently on the forehead. "As hard as it occurs to me also, but we do a disservice if we forget the world now."

"I hate that you're right." He said with a heavy sigh, let me go and took a hesitant step back.

"I as well. "I regret the loss of his close and cursed the fact that I had said anything. I wanted to spend the night is not alone in my apartment instead of in bed with Sasha. But I remained adamant, got on my machine before I could decide to change my mind, and pulled on his helmet.

"Until Friday, then." Sascha said softly, the crooked smile on his lips.

"I can not wait." I heard my answer before I had thought about what I was saying. It was the truth, I said. As I slowly drove off the sidewalk, accelerated and left the district, asked me seriously, as I the time should survive until Friday.

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It was shortly after the lunch break on Wednesday, as the light me knocking on the door frame to put looking up. Marieh was a concentrated expression in the open doorway and looked at me. I schwahnte evil.

"Will you go eat something?" She asked as I looked up, smiled at me innocently.

"What hidden agenda do you have?"

"Me?" She replied with a convincing surprised tone in his voice. "No hidden agenda, I do not eat alone."

"I do not believe you." I looked skeptical over the edge of my glasses.

She smiled winningly. "Maybe I have a few small issues ..."

I raised an eyebrow and kept his gaze fixed on her.

Marieh shrugged his shoulders and struggled to keep their air of innocence maintained. "... only a few tiny questions ... "

" I believe you either. "

" Are you still eat with me? "She pulled a pout and looked at me hopefully.

I sighed. "Well."

A satisfied smile settled on her lips. "Let's get sandwiches, then can we eat in the courtyard in the sun. "

" I'm concerned. "I saved the draft of a promotional poster from a local pharmacy and got me. I left my jacket hanging on a hook, it was a beautiful warm day today, the sun was already the whole morning and early summer provided a relaxed atmosphere. Marieh and I left the studio and made our way to the bakery on the corner.

"You have talked to Sasha, right?" Marieh wanted to know if we had left the yard. It was more a statement than a question.

"What makes you think that?" I asked, looking straight ahead.

"You are in the last few days so different. "She searched for the right words and just kept his eyes fixed on me here. "So a good mood, so relieved, so ... I do not know, happy? Not to compare with Monday. "

I answered not, but was not so easy to discourage Marieh. "So?"

"Yes, we have spoken." I confessed to her and looked over at her.

"So now you are together?" Her eyes were full of sincere hope.

I looked at her a long moment in the eyes, I nodded slightly. "Yes, we are."

"Finally." Marieh beamed me happy at. "Because you were on it in the last two days I like you much better."

I laughed softly. "But I have not seen him since Monday night."

"Why is that?"

"He has to prepare an exam for his basic math course. The review on Thursday, and until then he is under pressure. "I told her and was aware that I actually volunteered their information was. "We meet, however, Friday night."

"I am honest to you." She said with a sincere smile on her lips painted black.

I nodded and replied her smile. "I know."

We had reached the baker and I held her gallantly to the door. Somehow I felt better since I had talked to her. It was the first time was that I had spoken aloud, that Sasha and I were together. Not as friends but as a couple. And it had felt good.

We bought our lunch and walked slowly back to the studio. Marieh chewed thoughtfully around on their ham and cheese sandwich, pulled together his eyebrows slightly. I said nothing to her, but she could indulge her thoughts. When we were in the courtyard on the bank settled, she turned to me and looked me straight on out.

"how to continue with you?"

"What do you mean?" I frowned.

"I mean, how will you handle it? Will you hide yourself and just be together secretly expressed her or you? "She took a break. "I can not imagine that you have not thought about it."

I sighed inaudibly. Marieh and their unspeakable talent to ask the really tough questions. "No more hiding."

She raised her eyebrows only, apparently it was not enough for the response.

"Sascha was there quite clearly. No more hiding, no dirty little secret. " I shrugged as if that was not a big deal, even though it really was. "I have asked him for a bit of time together before we make it public, and he has given me."

"But in principle, do you agree with him?"

I thought for a moment. "Yes. I would not want to be with someone who can not stand me. Conversely, of course, the same way. "I laughed slightly. "At such a spineless people my mother has not brought me up."

also laughed Marieh. "Yes, I would not have expected of you."

I grinned. "Thank you would be for your high opinion of me. "

" I would not say if I did not even mean it. "Then she looked at me seriously. "However, heard some courage, to confess at once to a relationship with another man, while earlier years along with a woman."

I shrugged my shoulders. What should I do to say? Of course it would not be easy, which I was aware. But the friends I would lose this thing, were not worthy of my friendship anyway. So that I would employ me, if it had come.

"I think it's certainly very good." Marieh wiped his fingers on the paper napkin, before they threw me a long look. "I hope you know I'm definitely behind you."

I had to smile. "Yes, I know. Thank you. "

" With pleasure. "She grinned at me. "You are definitely a very attractive couple. I look forward to seeing you time to see together. "

" Will I know how you mean? "I could not get rid of the feeling that Marieh had a lascivious grin undertone, but I ignored it. Marieh was just Marieh, and they had certain characteristics which I intended to investigate any further.

She laughed slyly. "No, I do not think so. But it look like two good-looking men, tall, well built, sexy, together in - "

" Marieh "I caught her word. No, I wanted her weird ideas do not really know, I said. "Keep 'your fantasies for you!"

you just laughs even louder. "Oh man would, Tijo, you're prudish than we expected."

"This has nothing to do with prudish." I gave her a dirty look, but that did not seem to really affect. "I just want to know not just what you imagine as you so."

"You might as well just give me a couple of these photos, I would imagine it I could not but have a look at the original."

"Marieh," and she had truly made it to shock me. How much their innocent appearance - Gothic-style or not - but could deceive.

She grinned and stood up for their garbage in the garbage can next to the bank to throw. "Prude, I'm saying."

I stood up abruptly, threw away the paper bag of sandwiches and made my way back to the studio. "I go to work again."

"Yes, do this," she said with a clearly mocking tone in his voice, let me know that they teased me. "I feed on its share my fantasy."

I answered not, but opened the door to the stairwell and went up to the studio. I could still hear them laugh, until the door closed. I knew I had it gone in the truest sense of the word into the trap, but that did not care. If they still have their fun, I knew I could count on them when it mattered.

I went back to my office and set about to design the poster on. Stefan came just minutes later and also went back to work. I pushed the conversation with Marieh successful, until in the afternoon came, and I apologize to the office with a smile brought a coffee. Despite everything, I thought that's always another train amusement in her smile.

It was just after five clock when I went down my computer and during which grabbed my bag. Since no urgent projects on their list I could time it quits and enjoy the rest of the sunny day. As soon as my laptop was turned off, I tucked him back in my pocket, my leather jacket pulled over my suit, grabbed his helmet and left the office. I was the last thing that was mainly because the beautiful Sunny weather had moved the other to go earlier. Even Stefan had left at half past five, and was driven home to his family, to grill them.

I closed the door behind me, the studio door, walked down the stairs and made my way across the yard to my machine while I tucked my keys in my pocket. No sooner had I lifted my head, I saw someone on my machine are leaning, and it was not too difficult to guess who it was. The bright hair gleamed in the sunlight and betrayed him immediately. I felt my heart took a misfire and a slight smile on my lips steel, while I was on Sascha was received. I did not expect to see him before Friday.

He looked me up and down with a teasing smile. "Sexy."

to answer, I just pulled up an eyebrow and looked at him over the rim of my glasses.

"The suit. And I must say, the glasses you might. "He grinned slightly. "Seriously. It has something of a forbidden fruit. "

I had to laugh. "Forbidden fruit?"

His grin widened. "Exactly. And I would like to eat them. "

I was hot. When we began to flirt so openly? Not that it bothered me, on the contrary, it made my fingers itchy. I wanted to touch Sasha, no matter where we just were. And I was to have been so, had asked him for some time together before we all showed.

"snacking, right?" I took a step closer to a challenging smile. "And how did you present it?"

I could see Sasha's response directly to my allusion. His eyes widened briefly, almost imperceptibly, he swallowed and ran his tongue lightly over the lips, then his grin deepened a shade. "I was going to take off his glasses, so I no obstacle slowly and in detail to your Lips can chew, I'd kiss you while I let slip my hands under your jacket off and get tricks from his shoulders. And I would go along with my tongue on your neck until you get goose bumps and your hands can not keep with you. Then I would unbutton your shirt and kissing each piece of skin, find that I can. And so we are just getting started. "

Now it was to swallow me. Sasha's words had not failed its purpose, a hot tingling sensation moved over my skin and the fabric of my pants seemed to have become close. Sasha was still leaning on my machine and I could see that it's not been good went as me. I wanted to touch him now, not when we were at one of our home. I wanted to feel his lips on my, his hands under his hair on my body and my fingers. The urge was so powerful that I was suddenly indifferent to whether we could see someone.

I took another step closer to him until I touched the machine with the tibia and practically stood between his outstretched legs. I held his gaze as I hung up my helmet without looking over the handlebars. I needed a free hand. "In the beginning, yes?"

"Oh yes." Sascha confirmed and replied quietly my eyes, gave me to understand that he was equally indifferent to me we that we were right in the yard. Then I felt his hands on my sides, as they exert light pressure and pulled me closer to him. All too readily I accepted his invitation, leaned against him and leaned down to him slowly. "There is still much more that I want to do with you."

"I'm totally open." I heard myself reply yet, I already had my hands buried in his hair and put my lips to his. Sascha sucked his breath sharply, then dug his hands under my jacket in my shirt and pulled me even closer to him. He opened mouth came towards me with each movement. His tongue explored my mouth, demanding and determined, and I could not stop that I ran a shiver down the spine.

Sascha pulled back slowly, but without letting go of me. On his lips was his crooked smile, his gaze seemed to me to take off. His hands were safely lie on my sides and I could feel her warmth through the fabric of my shirt.

I had to clear his throat before I could speak. "What are you doing here? I thought you'd have to still prepare for the exam. "

" I was really down to the wheel and I coped before. " Sasha said with a small shrug and ran his tongue over his lips. "I was very motivated."

I felt the broad grin that put it on my face. "I can only say that I am very delighted by this motivation."

"I believe that." Sasha returned my grin. "However, I must be tomorrow, the first hour at school. But until then we have time. "

" This gives us the whole night. "

Sasha laughed. "Well, maybe half. If I fall asleep in the exam tomorrow, it makes a very bad impression. "

" Your students you are determined lard grateful for a chance to. "I replied with a grin and let go of my hands through his hair open.

"I believe now, but I will not do them this favor." Sascha leaned over and stole a little kiss. His fingers painted patterns hidden by the fabric on my skin. "But I will not stop them from my forbidden fruit to snack on."

I grinned. "Now I have a new nickname, which I no longer get rid of it?"

"Yes, it can be." He grinned broadly. "My fruit."

I had loud . Laugh "So I was really never known anyone."

"It is not the first association that one has a six-foot tall man." He shrugged his shoulders, but the grin was still on his lips .

"How reassuring." I let my hands caress the skin on his neck and was delighted when a slight goose bumps formed. "Shall we go to you or me?"

"to me. Then tomorrow morning we have more time to get up and do not even earlier than we already have it. "

I nodded. "Shall we order pizza? I have no desire to cook, I knew our time more effectively. "

" Oh yes, me too. "Sasha smiled softly and pulled me slowly regain possession. His arms closed around my middle and I felt like he buried his face against my neck. "How good that we have talked on Monday."

"Certainly." I replied just as softly and lightly stroked his back. It just felt good only to have him so close. If someone had told me six months ago, I would have laughed at those.

Sascha I kissed lightly on the hair. One had become aware of me, at least now I wanted to Sascha together sein.

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Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Pairing: Haldir/Éomer
Author: Nanuk Dain
e-mail: nanukdain@gmx.net
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: AU, first time, romance, angst, some violence
Word count: approx. 58.600
Disclaimer: Not mine – otherwise Haldir would never have died and this would have been part of the movies...
Comment: I've never read the books, so don't kill me if not everything is correct. I made up the parts that were not in the movies and the time after them; oh, and I didn't kill Háma, I needed him to live. I thank Meri for her permission to use an idea of hers that I can't explain here without telling you too much. This is my first Lotr fanfic, so please be gentle with me. I've made a number of Haldir/Éomer manips, though. So, if you're interested in some illustration to the story go to http://nanuk-dain.livejournal.com/ Just to help, there is a key to the Elvish words at the end of the story. Oh, yeah, and the story is unbetad, so all mistakes are mine ^^
Summary: Take it Haldir did neither die nor get seriously injured in the Battle of Helm's Deep and joined the Men of Rohan with his Elven archers for the battle for Gondor. In Éomer, he finds a leader equally strong headed as he is himself.

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Black / White Paper III -10/11

Black / White Paper III 10/11

part: 10
Warnings: sap, lemon
Content: Tijo has become aware that he is a very specific interest in Sasha and has pursued it as well. But he has not put all the cards on the table ...


Title:

Black / White Paper III

part: 10 / 11
Author: Nanuk Dain
e-mail: nanukdain@gmx.net
Rating: MA
Warnings: sap, lemon
Claimer: Mine. With skin and hair. And all their mistakes. My my my * Seagull plays
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Content: Tijo has become aware that he has a very specific interest in Sasha. But he has not put all the cards on the table ...

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I walked with slow steps along the dirt road and was with each meter, which I came closer to the clearing with the grill area, and more nervous. Marieh was right, I had to decide what I wanted to draw the consequences. But today I did not feel able to work together despite or perhaps because of the long conversation with Marieh. She had a tendency to bring a think, but today I wanted to just enjoy the evening with friends.

I sighed softly, moved the bag with the grilled meat and the potato salad from one hand to the other and continued on my way. After a few minutes I reached the clearing and could see without difficulty the boys. I was apparently the last, for distribution to the smoking grill stood around or sat all other already. Mario had taken over the sovereignty over the grill, and seemed to care about the meat, Alex and Michael seemed to discuss something very excited and Sascha and Jamilio sat beside it in the grass and talked. On something that Jamilio had said Sascha responded with a laugh and said something in turn.

I stopped for a moment, watching the scene. Sasha seemed to have fun, and I knew he was an independent member of our young group and was now on the other no longer seen as my appendages. I wondered how they would respond well, Sascha and I should really ever have as a couple. As a real couple, not like on the Sunday at the rink where we played in the eyes of others only slightly.

I took a deep breath and continued on my way. When I walked into the meadow, saw Mario lifted me and hand in greeting. "Are you coming too? The academic quarter but is actually more than you Sascha. "

I laughed and stood beside him on the grill. "Now, as founder of the potato salad I may just well be 'fashionably late'."

I put down my bag and brought a huge pot potato to light. Mario nodded approvingly. "In that case, I agree with you. Looks good. "

" I know. "I grinned at him and put the pot to the other food that was on a paper blanket and so protected from pollution should be. "Can I help you something?"

Mario shook his head. "Not really. The grill is too small as two people could work on it. "

I just wanted to say something, as Jamilio and Sasha joined us. I felt like my heart skipped a moment in the neck when I saw Sascha come to me, but he gave me only one glance and inexplicably welcomed me completely normal. I noticed that Jamilios glance flashed for a moment between us to and fro.

"Hey, are you there already." Jamilio remarked with a grin that showed me that he pulled me. "Is it on time."

"What did you just all at once with punctuality?" I looked at the clock. "As much too late I'm not at all. Just a half hour. "

" So much for the academic quarter. "Commented Mario beside me and turned around with an innocent look, the sausage.

"What you stayed so long?" Jamilio numbered the grilled meat with a hungry look.

"The potato salad. There was quite a bit of snake in the Emperor than I expected. "

" You brought potato salad? "Jamilios look much at the big pot on the ceiling. "Super. Looks good. This was your excuse delay. "

I had to laugh. "Thank you for your grace."

Sascha I threw a glance, but he seemed just silently observing but with an amused smile on his lips. He seemed totally normal, nothing was even remotely suggest that something had changed between him and me.

"How long do the sausages yet?" Alex appeared behind Mario, trying to catch a good view of the grill.

"Do not be impatient, little one, otherwise you get no sausage." Intentionally put Mario in Alex's vision and blocked his views on the grill.

"Do not be so mean to him, Mario." Sasha said with a half grin and his voice betrayed it clear that he bit back a laugh. It was the first time in diesm night that I heard Sasha say something and asked me if I was the reason that his previously good conversation had apparently found Jamilio an end.

"Thank you, Sasha." Alex grinned at him. "There's nothing like a defender who is bigger than the attacker."

Sascha Alex laughed and patted his shoulder sympathetically Mario. "I'm sorry for you, Mario, because you're Sascha inferior after all. You will grow probably not. "

" I have spiritual greatness. "answered Mario completely unmoved. "And the rule over the grill."

"That sounds suspiciously like a threat." Sascha is a mixed and built demonstratively next to Mario to his full greetings. I watched the squabbling and I noticed once again that Sascha looked really good with the open curls that looked almost white in the sun. I would like to bury my hand in it, but I would not budge from the spot. I was not sure that the contact was welcome. "Are you trying to impress me?"

Mario threw Sascha a skeptical glance. "So much larger and now you are again not."

"Except Tijo is ran but none of its size. Also, do not you, Mario. "Micha, a mixed. His voice had a triumphant tone, and he seemed pleased with his knowledge.

Mario laughed briefly. "I need not, because the grill is still me. And so I decide to go to the sausages and Jamilio Tijo who have been waiting so patiently fact. "

With these words he waved Jamilio and me at the grill on it and gave us one after a paper plate with two fried sausage. I grinned at him. "Thank Thanks, grill chef. "

Mario tapped patronizingly to the chef's hat that does not exist. "I appreciate very patient people."

Jamilio smiled slightly and went to the cooler in order to get a new beer. "You are one, too?"

"happy." I had never thought to take me a drink and enjoyed the first sip of cold beer. Then put Jamilio and I were in the vicinity of the ceiling with the other food stuff and served us potato salad, ketchup and mustard. Alex followed us with an envious eye.

"That's not fair." He murmured softly.

Mario laughed. "Yes, yes, would have you only sometimes not created with the Lord of the grill. "

But it was not long until we sat together in a round, and held each a paper plate with grilled meat or sausage in his hand. I enjoyed the relaxed conversation, the sun, which seemed to me on the back, and the good food and felt good, except for Sasha's incredibly neutral behavior. Besides me, no one seemed to notice a difference, which indicated very clearly that Sasha's mask excellent work. I was supposed to be reassured that the guys mitbekamen nothing of the change in our relationship, because I had the urge to discuss it with them. Still, I liked the distance, both physically and mentally, between Sasha and me.

It was getting dark, but the Meadow muttered Grill still alive. We had now cleared our grill and sat with our drinks in hand together in a circle. Sasha sat opposite me and talked to Alex and Michael. He really was an independent member of our small group and he seemed to become in the round to feel good. I found this development well, because I did not want to be the link between Sasha and the boys, especially not if I should Sascha and what was between us, drive a step further. Falls. At the moment, because I was not so sure, especially in view of Sasha's gleichgütliger Facade.

"You also have one?" The question was highly discourage me from my thoughts and I saw Mario, who was at the cooler, holding three beers in his hand. I needed a moment to answer him and Jamilio gave me a look that gave me to understand that he wanted to know what was wrong with me. He had noticed that something was wrong. explained, but before I could talk to him, I had once with Sascha and have to know where I was with him. I was not able to provide me Jamilios questions before I even did not know the answers.

I shook my head and saw Mario's direction. "I'm going yet."

then one of the beers disappeared into his pocket and a bottle of water appeared. "We have taken precautions."

Mario pointed to Alex, the human being would me with his water bottle. "Welcome to the club."

then turned to Sasha Alexander, who was sitting next to him. "Then you're there by car? Can you take me into town? "

" I am already with Jamilio, Mario, Michael and the grill. I do not think that I still had run out of pure get ... "Alex the set and it was to see him that he felt unwell. "Wished I had not thought that you go back with me."

"Not bad." Sasha shrugged his shoulders. "I had also forgotten to ask you. Was just so 'ne spontaneous idea. "

I threw a glance at Sasha. He behaved perfectly normal that even I doubted for a moment as to whether had happened between us anything. Whatever I wanted with him in the future, like now, it could not continue. Of course, I was in the beginning it relieved that he had not made immediately clear that we were landed together in bed. But that did not mean that I wanted him to be as neutral behaved that I had doubts about my memory. A quick glance here or there would have I already passed, to know that he is not the whole thing completely indifferent to stand.

I had a small, inaudible sigh escape. Hopefully, I somehow found the opportunity to speak with him alone. I had to assure that they agree with the way things was that he had any interest. Although I was always the safe when we were alone, but as soon as other people to come, Sascha moved to its impenetrable mask and seemed even more neutral than before the time of our shower. We had

even played a couple - both in Sasha's school and to the boys - and that was no problem. Only now, where there was a question that it was not a game, Sascha concerns seemed to get. Made me all this back and forth, and above all this uncertainty, insane. I wanted to know once and for all what I was with Sasha.

I decided to bring him home. That would give us the opportunity to talk alone. "Shall I take you? My machine is on the parking lot. "

Sasha nodded. "That would be really practical."

Alex looked pleased. "And you have to have a bad conscience." "Okay, that's clear."

commented Mario easy and Alex threw a look that made it clear that he raised him.

"Hmmpf." Alex snorted, threw his empty water bottle into the garbage bag next to him and then began the paper plates and plastic cutlery to collect it.

Sasha smiled but said nothing and then went to Alex to help him. The rest of us also started to clean up, reduce the grill and pack the remaining food. It was not long until we had cleaned our grill, we packed our things and went and set off together to the parking lot. It was already getting dark, the evenings were not very long.

Alex closed his Mazda on and waited until Mario had stowed the grill, then we said goodbye us. "The fact that you are not only positioning stage."

Sasch raised his eyebrows and cast a skeptical eye on Michael for the comment. "I'm still not at all."

"And as long as you have no motorcycle license, it will remain so." Mario said with a broad grin. "But I think it would be so even very funny to see Tijo behind you on the machine. A very unusual picture. "

" Not without a license on my machine. "I snorted. Although the idea certainly had something for themselves, I thought, suppressing an ambiguous smile.

"I feel cold." Complaining Micha next Sascha. "Well, It's all good. See you later this week yet. "

" Okay, see you. "I greeted them in the round and Sasha did it the same to me, then I turned and walked toward my machine.

"You do not have a helmet, right?" I asked as we arrived at my motorcycle.

Sasha shook her head. "I had thought to go with Alex."

"Hmm" I thought for a moment.

"Just do not come up with the idea of wanting to give me your helmet." Said Sasha, even before I say something. "You go because it is more important that you do not fly in the face as I get. "

I could not help but laugh. "All right. Let's hope that we are not controlled, otherwise it is bad - no matter who has the helmet to "

" It's eleven, Tijo as early control yet.. And it's a Monday. "Sascha watched as I put on the helmet and covered his gloves. I rose, started the engine and waited until Sascha had sat behind me. After a moment his arms closed around my middle, and somehow reassured me this intimate contact.

I hit the gas and drove from the parking lot, I embarked on the Frankfurt center. The ride was surprisingly short and as I drove onto the sidewalk in front of the building, I was secretly relieved that we no police patrol had encountered. I turned off the engine and took off his helmet. Sasha's hands had come loose from my sides and he was staying. I knew that now was the moment to talk to him, or he would disappear into the house and we were again clarified nothing. And so an evening full of uncertainty as now I would not necessarily do it again.

"Thank you for bringing." Sascha gave me this typically half a smile, but I could now easily recognize the Nervorsität it.

"You're welcome." For a moment was the thought, it just rest there and leave to go home, incredibly tempting. But then I gave me a jolt. "Can I briefly with pure?" Seemed

Sascha to be surprised for a moment, but he quickly caught himself and nodded. "Sure. The evening is still young. "

I got off the machine and followed by Sascha the hallway of the building in the courtyard. I could see the tension in his shoulders and knew that he knew why I had asked if I could come in with. He also had to be clear that it go on as now, could not - no matter what we decided.

For my taste too fast were we arrived at his door and he closed up and left a me. Reminded me of the whole of yesterday evening, with the difference that I was now tense and uncomfortable not erotically stimulated. I had a sinking feeling in my stomach, I could appreciate at all, would be tantamount to which this interview. I watched as Sasha, the door lock and passed me in the kitchen.

"Sasha, what do you want?" Even before I had really thought about it, the words were already said. And I sounded more energetic than I wanted.

Sascha remained in the middle of the movement, the Back turned toward me and clearly strained. He seemed a bit like a cornered animal. "Why do you ask?"

A counter-question, no answer. He knew exactly what I alluded to, but I decided to follow his path only once, even when it evaded me. "Because I do not know why I'm with you."

That was very honest and clear, but I was too tense for that night to play any more games. "Because I feel that I walk on broken glass, and never knows when I will cut myself."

Sascha had me still facing the back, and that made me mad. I wanted to he can see his face, read in his eyes. However, this possibility he took me and made me so helpless in some way, because I could not see how he reacted. His words were my only clue, but I had learned long ago that words were the most reliable source of information not always, especially not in a conversation such as this.

"With the feeling you're not alone." Sascha sounded just as ready as I felt. It took a moment but then he turned slowly and leaned against the counter. He saw me open, though extremely tense on. He had taken off his mask. "I can appreciate you not Tijo."

had so much openness is not expected and I did not know what to answer him. At least we seemed to have the same problem with each other. Marieh had been right again - we would still talk on Sunday, we would not have us so wrong track.

"You are for me a book with seven seals." Sascha seemed to realize that I did not know for the moment, what to say. "Once I got the impression that you want to do honest anything with me, another time I got the impression that you enjoy it just to try something new and then I seem to you again to be completely indifferent, and you act as if never done and especially so that it is clear that you do not wish that even one word of it ever comes out. "

Sascha paused and took a deep breath, but he held my gaze. "I do not know what I'm with you, Tijo."

I swallowed easily and eagerly wished more time to think before I answered. Then I saw slight irony in the situation and had to smile. "I could give it back exactly the same words to you. We have each other appear to give the same picture -. Including the uncertainty "

Sascha also seemed to see the humor in the situation and his typical wry Smile on his face, even if it was a little hesitant. "Then I give back your own question for you: What do you want Tijo?

I felt a cold shivers down my back. I did not answer this question first and make me so vulnerable. My gaze was fixed on Sascha and I tried to read from his face what he thought, at least to get a clue how much I could say to him. He held my gaze and I could see that he was aware of my situation and that the extent of his answer depended on the depth of my. The moment I realized that he was much more uncertain in this matter than me and that gave me say in a strange way, the force what I had already broken for so long the head.

I ran my tongue over the short dry lips. "I do not play and not simply try something new, Sascha. I must admit that I have no experience in this particular field, but that does not mean that I will only extend to you my perspective. I would not put up with the guys and then I would not be here. "

My throat felt dry and uncomfortable I had to stop briefly to clear my throat. "I do not know exactly how you stand it, but was by my side there serious. "

Sascha watched me a long look. I saw how it worked in his head and he covered my words before he said anything. I saw my impression confirmed that he was very cautious and wary in dealing with people when it came to things that were important to him. "I already have enough problems at the school, as you know, that I can not use more of it in my private life. If you think that this seriously, then you should understand that I will not be a dirty little Geheinmis. "

Sasha's whole posture expressed strain, although he still leaned on the bar. "I will not lightly to relationships one, Tijo, and I do not know how to behave when we are among humans. I like the feeling of not knowing how you react, I should get close to where we are in public. You know Max, and I'm not going to repeat it. "

He paused and ran his fingers through his hair, a gesture that betrayed his nervousness. "You tell me faszinierst, Tijo, otherwise it would never come this far. I would like to engage myself to you, but not if that means would have to lie to my whole environment. "He laughed shortly. "Not that that would be required at my school yet. For which we are already together. "

I also could not help but grin at the memory of our campaign at his school. It had been fun and it was totally indifferent to what was then thought of us. I was not so sure how that looked at people who were important to me, as the boys or my family. Marieh that had no problems with us, I knew already, and it was good to me to be sure IHER support. For Sascha made one thing clear: No more hiding, no lies about our relationship. If I wanted to be with him, it's all or not at all. That would not be easy, but I could live with.

I nodded slightly. "No lies. But you can Once we concede in some time together before we race in the world? "

Sascha looked at me long and intently and carefully, as he wanted to find out whether I was serious and the issue was only an excuse. I looked back and hoped that he could see that I honestly meant. I did not know where that firm conviction came, but what I'm sure Sasha was any inconvenience caused to our environment was ready for us, worth it.

"I think I can." He answered softly, and then put a slight smile on his lips. His view was warmer and his attitude relaxed visibly, as if for sich eine Entscheidung getroffen. Eine Welle von Erleichterung überkam mich bei seinen Worten.

Ich fühlte, wie ich sein Lächeln erwiderte.

***tbc

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Lost and Found 1 / 1

Lost and Found 01/01

Part: 01/01
Fandom: Silent Witness
Pairing: Leo Dalton/Harry Cunningham
Rating: PG-13
Warning: angst, sap, hurt/comfort
Disclaimer: Not mine. Pity
Summary: While Leo is fighting with the loss of his family, he finds new strength in the last person he would have expected to find it in.



Title: Lost and found
Part: 1/1
Fandom: Silent Witness
Pairing: Leo Dalton/Harry Cunningham
Author: Nanuk Dain
e-mail: nanukdain@gmx.net
Rating: PG-13
Warning: angst, sap, hurt/comfort
Disclaimer: Well, I'm really, dearly, truly sorry that I don't own them. If I did, Leo and Harry would have more fun – especially with each other...
Comment: Set right after the episode where Leo's wife and daughter got killed by a car crashing in the café they were in. I start where the episode ends, when Leo is standing next to the street light and begins to cry. This is one of my first fanfictions and I have to admit that I don't know the series very well. So please don't kill me if I'm not completely in canon. Furthermore I think that the constant tension between Leo and Harry should have resulted in a bit more than it ever did ^^ PS: I forgot the name of Leo's shrink, so I made it up.
Summary: While Leo is fighting with the loss of his family, he finds new strength in the last person he would have expected to find it in.

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The pain seemed to be more than he could bear. Way more.

The end of the case, the end of the frantic research for his revenge left a big, yearning hole in his mind and in his heart. There was nothing left to preoccupy his thought, nothing to numb his feelings. It was the moment he truly realized he was alone now. That the most important parts of his life were gone and would never return. Leo felt the tears running over his cheeks and knew he cried for his family as well as for himself.

The yellow circle of light the street lamp shed on the ground gave him the impression of isolation. As if the world outside the circle was not meant for him. For a moment he thought of the first time he saw Theresa and Cassie lying dead in the room at the morgue, and how he said he wished he was with them. This wish seemed to arise again, he wanted to take Theresa and Cassie into his arms, let them feel how much he loved them. But here he was, left-over of a family, cut loose of everything that was dear to him, alone and lonely.

With slow steps he began to walk into the general direction of his house. He didn't want to return there, the place was loaded with memories and the inevitably following pain. Cassie's voice of the answering machine was enough to make him break down. It seemed that Theresa and Cassie had just left the house, gone somewhere for the evening and he just had to wait for them to come home. The knowledge that they wouldn't was a fiery pain all over his body.

All the time since the accident he had avoided thinking about the rest of his life, now stripped of all plans, all love and hope. All the actions concerning his research to resolve the crime had helped him not to think about the future, he had put all his energy into this self-imposed task so he didn't have to feel at all. It had helped at that time, but now, with the task over and his energy spent, he sank into exhaustion and desperation so deep he wasn't sure he could escape again.

He saw the front of his house in some distance, it lay dark and empty, no signs of the life of the family that had filled it just few days before. A sigh escaped Leo's lips, he stopped for a second to watch the house, then he resumed his pace towards the entrance door. Every step was a fight not to turn around and run until he fell down because of exhaustion. What should he do once he was inside? The memories would crash him, that he was certain of.

When he took the last steps, he could make out a hunched figure sitting in the dark on his porch. Through the first impulse of alarm he struggled for his calm. As the figure moved, he identified it as Harry who turned his face towards him. It was impossible to divine his facial expression in the darkness.

“Leo.” Harry's voice was dull and quiet. “I was waiting for you.”

“What do you want?” Leo couldn't keep the slight edge out of his voice. He was still angry for Harry treating him like an invalid concerning the autopsy of his family. All in all, Harry seemed not to have been on his side over the whole research for the murderer of Theresa and Cassie, but at the same time, Leo knew Harry had only done his job.

“I don't want anything.” There was a certain weary undertone that made Leo look up, even though he couldn't see much. “I am here because I am worried. I know you think I didn't do everything I could to help you, and I apologise if I gave you that feeling. I didn't intend to.”

“I know you didn't.” Leo sighted. He was grateful for the darkness. The traces of the tears he had cried earlier must still be visible on his face, as well as his puffy eyes and the exhaustion he felt gripping for him. He didn't want Harry to see him like this, at his worst, a complete mess. He was meant to be strong, rational, a decent boss. At the moment, he was neither.

“Harry, listen, it was nice you came by, but...”

“There's no need to torture yourself, Leo. You don't have to get through this all by yourself. You're not alone.”

“Yes, I am.” Leo listened to his own voice cracked and knew he lost it. He bend his head, trying to keep it together, but then he tore a rippled breath and couldn't help Harry hearing it.

“No, you're not.” Harry put his hand lightly on Leo's shoulder and gave it a squeeze.

Whatever possessed him, Leo would never know, but when Harry gave him a little, reassuring hug, he wrapped his arms around his waist and felt himself clinging to the other man. His restraint broke, the grief hit him like a massive wave and Harry was the only person here with him, his only lifeline to hold onto. With a miserable sob Leo let go and buried his face in Harry's chest.

Harry tightened his hold on Leo, letting his hand graze reassuringly over his back and through his hair. He said nothing, only stood there and held him, supported him, knowing there was nothing to say.

***

Something had changed between Leo and Harry.

Nikki watched them for a moment, studied them, and tried to find out what had changed. She couldn't put her finger on what it was, but ever since Leo had come back to work they seemed to be closer, even though the usual tension between them hadn't eased. They were still bickering, sometimes more, sometimes less serious, but the quality of their relationship had changed.

She frowned. She knew that the loss of his family had hit Leo really hard, and she still thought that he had come back to work way too early and that he only did so to avoid thinking about what happened. But the time he spend here at work with Harry seemed to help Leo, it did him good, she could see that. Not that Leo would ever agree with her aloud, but he loosened up around his younger co-worker, behaved like his old self again. She had even seen him laugh once or twice, and that bordered on a small wonder for her.

“How long do you plan on staring at me?” she heard Leo say and found she had indeed been staring. Hastily she looked away.

“I was lost in thoughts. Sorry.” Feeble excuse, she knew. But unsolved mysteries always made her incredibly curious, they seemed to challenge her. And this new, somehow weird quality of Leo's and Harry's behaviour towards each other was definitely a mystery worth investigating. Something must have happened between them and she felt an inner urge to find out what that was.

“Must have been a very interesting kind of thought.” Harry mused from the other side of the room where he was beginning to examine a body. Nikki gave him a short glare, then joined him at the examination table where she was supposed to work with him.

“Maybe.”

“That means you will not give me any clues what these highly fascinating thoughts were about?” Harry asked with this typical tone in his voice that lay somewhere between teasing, amused and ironic.

“I don't think you would in any way help me with my thoughts.” she replied with a little sigh. It was a pity, but she was honestly convinced that whatever had happened, she would never get any information about it from either Harry or Leo. So she had to find out herself. She gave Leo a short look, then stole a glance at Harry who was immersed into his work, and decided to concentrate on the task at hand for now. Figuring out her withdrawn boss and her reserved colleague would probably take her some time anyway.

***

He hated the frequent meetings with his shrink. He knew he was ordered to partake them, but that did *not* mean he had to like it. Mostly Mrs Jenson just listened to him going on about work, how Harry and Nikki treated him somehow differently, as if he was made of glass and couldn't stand criticism. They annoyed him, both of them, but Harry was worse. His eyes that were so full of doubts, as if Leo wasn't able to do his work properly. His whole attitude drove Leo crazy.

Mrs Jenson sometimes asked pointy questions he neither wanted to hear, nor to think about, nor to answer. She normally didn't expect an answer, but she knew she made him think, even if he didn't want to. She understood his personality well enough to fully know he wouldn't leave something alone if he thought it important.

Today had been a horrible day, and that was what Leo was ranting about. Harry had been his usual sarcastic self, and Nikki had displayed her worry for him even more than she normally did. It had unnerved him, he just wanted to go back to the way things had been before his family's death. Somehow the atmosphere at the morgue had changed and was charged with tension, unease and carefulness that made work nearly unbearable. And even though something had shifted in his and Harry's behaviour towards each other since that day when Harry had come to his house and held him while he had let his grief out, they didn't seem to get along any better now. Leo had never told Mrs Jenson about that evening, it was something he felt not ready to share. And the way things were, Harry didn't seem to have told anyone either.

“So what would you like to change?” Mrs Jenson asked when he finished his ranting, her hands on her notepad and a patient expression on her face.

“I want them to stop treating my as if I was made of glass.” Leo growled and stopped pacing, sitting down in the chair opposite to Mrs Jenson.

“Is this maybe more about Harry than the rest of your colleagues?”

Leo froze and frowned. “Why do you think that?”

“He seems to be much more of a source of annoyance to you than the others. You mention him very often, he is the one person I have heard most about.” She looked at him over the rim of her glasses and gave him a little smile. “He is important to you.”

It was a statement, not a question. And Leo knew his shrink well enough by now to know she never made such statements if she was not certain of what she said. Several month of weekly meetings had taught him that. So just the fact that she got to this conclusion and said it aloud was reason enough to think about what she had said. That was the only reason that kept Leo from immediate denial.

“And that means what to you?” he asked instead.

“The question is not what I think that means, but what you make of it.” She gave him a pointed little gaze before shifting her eyes to the notepad in her hands. When Leo remained silent, she continued her trail of thought.

“This is the first time after the death of your family that I saw you care enough for somebody to get this agitated about them. Did it ever cross your mind that Harry might simply be worried about you?” She stated calmly, waiting for his reaction.

“More likely worried that I screw up a case.” Leo snorted, got up from his seat and took up his pacing again.

“What makes you say that?” She had a small line between her brows and gave him a firm but questioning gaze.

“If Harry is worried, he is a genius at hiding it. He is his usual sarcastic self, no difference in that area.” He looked at Mrs Jenson for a moment, then continued his pacing.

“Does he normally display his worries or concerns openly?”

“No. He is pretty closed in matters of personal nature.” Leo kept her gaze and tried to divine where she was heading with these questions.

“What would be his standard reaction to worries or fear?” she asked further and didn't break her firm glance.

“Sarcasm. Indifference. Aggression.” Leo replied without having to think about it and the moment he had said these words, he understood what Mrs Jenson was trying to point out. They described pretty well the way Harry treated him since that night he had broken down. Keeping him at a distance but at the same time close.

Mrs Jenson seemed to see the wheels working behind his forehead and threw him a small smile. “Maybe that should make you think.”

“What do you mean?” Leo wanted to know, brows furrowed and expression sceptical.

Mrs Jenson gave a small laugh. “Really, Mr Dalton, you should know better by now than to expect an answer to that question from me. I'm not here to give you answers, but to make you think.”

Leo sighted. Of course he had not truly thought she would answer him, but it had been worth a try. Now he was just left with more questions in his head, and several of them concerned his younger colleague.

***

Harry let out an exhausted sigh as he stripped off the latex gloves, threw them into the bin and left the examination room behind. It had been a long, tiring day, and young teenagers on his examination table never left him with a good feeling. He knew it was part of the job, to have to go over bodies of human beings that were way to young to be under his scalpel. But that did not mean he liked it - adjusted, adapted to the fact as a necessity, but not like it or feel nothing for it. It still got to him, every single time.

Harry walked through the corridors that led to the changing rooms, wanting to get out of his dirty scrubs and into his street clothes, then write his report and go home. This day had already been too long, he could barely wait for it to finish so he could settle on his couch with a beer and the novel he had started to read some days ago. That would get his mind off things he didn't want to think about at the moment.

Without paying attention to his surroundings, he pushed the door to the changing room open and was about to walk over to his locker, when he saw a lonely figure sitting on one of the benches, hunched over as if in pain. It took him just a split second to realize it was Leo, then he stopped dead in his tracks. Leo hadn't moved, like he hadn't even noticed somebody entering the locker room.

“Leo?” After a short moment of hesitation, Harry slowly approached the older man, not at all sure what to expect. He rounded the bench and came to stand next to Leo, never taking his gaze off him. Something was wrong, he could feel it, knew it – not only because his boss was not reacting to his name.

“Leo?” Harry knelt down so he could see into Leo's bent over face, but it was still hidden from his view and Leo didn't show any signs that he had heard Harry calling him. So Harry decided it was time for more direct actions, reached out and let his hand come to rest on Leo's shoulder, giving it a soft shake. He could hear Leo draw a shaky breath, the only sign of reaction, and felt weirdly reminded of the night he had come by Leo's house.

“Leo, look at me.” Harry gave his voice a firm but soft tone, certain that was the only way to get to Leo. And he was right, after a moment, Leo lifted his face and looked him straight in the eyes. His gaze was endlessly sad and told Harry more about Leo's pain than any words could have had. His eyes were dry, though.

“The girl looked like Cassie had on the examination table...” It was barely more than a whisper, yet Harry had heard it clearly. He felt a chill run down his back, at loss for words, so he simply stayed where he was, kneeling on the floor with his hand still on Leo's shoulder.

Leo took a deep breath and seemed to steady himself. “It has been eight months now, but it doesn't really get better, you know.”

For a moment, Harry was truly surprised by this unexpected and sudden display of honesty. In all the time since that night, Leo had kept to himself with his pain and worries, not really letting Harry close again. And Harry hadn't tried too hard, he knew there was nothing he could do to take the pain of the loss away, and so he had respected Leo's desire for solitude. Right now he wondered if that had been the wrong decision.

“You think you finally start to get better, not everything reminds you of them any more, and then something happens, maybe even something as little as hearing a laugh that sounds so similar to theirs, and you're back in pain and memories.” Leo lowered his gaze to his enfolded hand, a little frown between his brows.

“To be honest, I don't think it's possible not to hurt when something reminds you of the loss of somebody you loved.” Harry decided to be as open as Leo was with him right now. “And I doubt that some month can lessen the pain when you loved somebody for decades – and still do.”

Leo looked up, searching Harry's expression, even though Harry wasn't sure for what. “They were your family, Leo, and they will always be. They were a very important part of your life. You can't expect to overcome their death within some months, as hard as you might try to.”

Leo gave him a weary smile, pain plain in his eyes. “So I've realised.”

“But you don't have to deal with the pain all on your own. You have friends who are more than willing to help you through this if you would just let them come close.” Harry gave Leo's shoulder a little squeeze to emphasize his point. “Nikki and I might not exactly know how to treat you from time to time, but that's only because you never let us know how you felt. I know we're only your colleagues and it's non of our business, but that doesn't mean we don't care.”

“It's too painful to even think about, so the last thing I wanted to do was speak about it.” Leo held Harry's gaze firmly, open. “The only time I let go was when you came by that night.”

Harry couldn't keep from a worried frown. “I thought you had to go to the shrink. And even so you've not talked about it ever since?”

Leo shook his head, a slow, resigned motion. “Not once.”

Harry's reaction was so spontaneous and crude he was surprised by it himself and couldn't explain it later. He was overwhelmed by the thought of how lonely and hurt Leo must be that he simply bent up and drew Leo into a hug.

“I already told you, you're not alone.” Harry mumbled into the soft hair at Leo's temple and let his hand caress his back. He could feel Leo relaxing into the embrace, first slowly and hesitantly, but then with plain relief. Something seemed to have clicked in his head and after a few moments Harry sensed Leo's arms slowly but steadily sliding over his back and wrapping around him, holding him close. Maybe Leo finally started to believe him.

“Thank you.” he heard Leo murmur in his arms and felt his breath against the skin of his throat.

Harry smiled a little, even though he knew Leo could not see it. “You're welcome.”

***

Something had changed again.

Nikki looked up from the report she was writing and peered towards Leo and Harry talking in the hallway outside the office. She couldn't help watching the two of them, her curiosity forced her to secretly observe them whenever they interacted. It was the urge to finally find out what it was that made her so certain something had changed between them compared to the way they had treated each other before the death of Leo's family about ten months ago. But now, something had changed again.

It was Monday, and Nikki was willing to swear that Leo and Harry were somehow different around each other compared to Friday. But again, she was just not able to say what gave her that impression, and that made her curiosity climb up to a maddening level. She would like nothing more than to ask one of them, but she was a hundred per cent certain she would never get an answer to a question like that. She let a soft sigh escape, thinking about the best alternative way to find out what she wanted to know.

Leo said something that made Harry smile, a small smile, one that not everybody was meant to understand. Nikki frowned, she tried to remember when she had last seen such a smile on Harry's face. A long time ago, when he had that girlfriend and he had talked to her on the phone. She desperately wished she could have heard what Leo had said, because everything seemed too confuse to make any sense. Leo turned to leave, and Nikki sat up straight when she saw him brushing his hand over Harry's, such a small, fleeting gesture most people wouldn't even have seen it. But she wasn't most people, and she was trained to observe, so it didn't escape her how purposefully Leo's fingers traced the inside of Harry's hand before letting go and turning towards another corridor.

Without any pretence of working Nikki stared at Harry who himself stared at Leo as he walked away. When he turned to join Nikki in the office, this little smile was still on his lips. Now Nikki was seriously curious, because some very new possibilities just seemed to open up in her mind, possibilities she had never really thought about before. Interesting possibilities, definitely worth some thoughts.

When Harry entered the office, Nikki pretended to be immersed in her work. She didn't need to pretend for a long time, though, because only some minutes later the whole team was called to a crime scene. Before she had any time to spend some thought on the new possible developments, she was knee-deep in an investigation and needed to focus her attention on other things than her co-workers. It took some time before the team could take the bodies back to the morgue, but as soon as they had them, work began for real. There were three bodies, enough to do to fill the day and her head.

And the day became very long. When Nikki finally could go to change in her street clothes, she thought she the only thing she was still capable of was falling asleep as soon as she reached her apartment. She took neither care nor time to dress, just pulled on her jeans, her jumper and her jacket, got her bag and left. The report could wait until tomorrow morning, she wasn't capable of writing in this condition anyway and trying would be of no use.

When she passed her office on the way out, she thought she should send Leo a text to let him know she went off. She had just left the examination room when they were finished and hadn't given it a second thought. He probably guessed, though, it was in the middle of the might and apart from him, Harry and her, nobody was around any more. Still, she decided to text him and searched for her mobile, but couldn't find it in her bag. She tapped her pockets, then gave a sigh and turned to go back to the locker room. She must have lost it there while dressing, and she didn't really want to leave it there until morning, so she hurried to retrieve it and get out of here.

She had just started to shove the door to the locker room open when she heard Harry's voice and stopped dead in tracks.

“Why did it have to take that long today? I really wanted to have that dinner you promised me. At a decent time.”

“That's the job's curse, you know that.” Leo answered. Nikki heard some rustling of clothes and for a moment she cursed the fact that the room was built so that you couldn't see the persons inside from the door.

“We can get a midnight pizza on the way home, though.” Leo suggested and Nikki heard the smile in his voice. “If that satisfied you for tonight instead of the real dinner.”

*Their* way home? Nikki wondered, then placed that bit of information to the others she had already collected. That meant they went home together, to one place. Interesting. Some more rustling could be heard, then a soft growl that made Nikki raise her brows in surprise. Sounded as if it came from Harry.

“You know”, Harry again, “the pizza might be enough for dinner, but”, then the unmistakable sound of a kiss, “definitely not enough for tonight.”

Nikki had to keep herself from making any noise that could have told them somebody was listening. Especially when she heard Leo's voice, slightly rougher than it normally was, answer: “I think I might know a solution to that problem.”

Then there was some rustling of clothes again, a step and a soft moan half stifled in what sounded like a pretty decent kiss. Who would have guessed that? Leo and Harry. Nikki smirked. On the second thought, maybe it was not *that* surprising. And Harry was good for Leo, she was certain of that. He had made her deeply hurt and sad boss smile again after ten months of misery.

“Come on, let's get out of here.” she heard Leo say and decided it was time to leave her spot half inside and half outside of the door. Silently, she retreated, closing the door slowly to avoid any noise. She couldn't help a little smile to settle on her lips as she turned away from the locker room and decided her mobile would still be there tomorrow.

At least the mystery had been finally solved.

*** End


A/N: I hope you liked it. Became a bit longer than I planned... I would be very happy about some comments – and even happier if someone would decide to write a Leo/Harry fic of their own... *hoping*

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Untermieter 06/09

Teil: 06
Warnungen: sap, lemon
Inhalt: Als der junge Referendar Joshua einen neuen Untermieter need to consider the twelve-year old Mika and his four year old daughter with him. The result is a rather unusual residential community that will not go unnoticed by the environment ...


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part: 06
Author: nanukdain@gmx.net
Rating: Nanuk Dain
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PG-16 warning: sap, lemon
Claimer: All mine. From now on and forever. As always halt.
Comment: So, in this part of it is really time for some news and changes ... all I say, I will do so curious ^ - ^ With me is the laptop for about a half months, finally back in order. This was a long time without any PC ...
Plot: When the young clerk Joshua needs a new tenant to consider the twelve years older, a Mika and his four year old daughter with him. The result is a rather unusual residential community ...

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"But I will not!" Miki looked at from Joshua defiant eyes, moved his mouth dissatisfied. "I want to come along!"

"This can not, Fröschchen." Jushua suppressed a sigh. Miki in spite of their mood could be a really tough nut, he had noted with time. "When we come back from the movies, it's much too late for you. Since you have to sleep now. "

" Why can go for then? "So they do not easily give up.

"Because we are older than you and do not need as much sleep." Mika came into the living room, a serious look in his eyes. "There is no discussion on this evening, Miki."

For a moment it looked as if she wanted to throw on the floor and cry out loud, but that ringing the door you took the opportunity. Mika turned around. "I'm already."

Joshua was on the couch next to sit Miki, who looked like they could not sulk and between their curiosity at the door decide to go. But then the curiosity triumphed, she hopped off the couch and walked towards the door to the corridor. Joshua grinned slightly and followed her. It was always helpful that Miki was distracted by her curiosity.

As they entered the hall, Mika was at the open front door and greeted someone in the hallway. "Yeah, nice that you're here. Come clean. "

" Hello, Mr. Arens. "A tall, lanky boy with almost straw-blond hair came to the door, and when Miki saw him, she squealed in pleasure.

"Jo! Jo! Jo! "She ran up to him and he let her move into the living room. Joshua watched the scene with a chuckle. The evening was saved. For several months, John was already Mikis babysitter and she adored him. He was the son of one of Mika's colleagues and had proved to be extremely talented. He built and painted a lot with Miki and held her sometimes very unpleasant moods without any problems. Since he had told Mika and Joshua that he had three younger sisters, she was surprised that not more.

"wise decision." With a grin to my Joshua Mika, whose look was also followed his daughter and her babysitter.

"I know." Mika returned the grin. "To get as protest our movie night. Now she wants to come along that is certainly not more. "

Mika went to the dressing room, gave Joshua his jacket and took his own. "Let us go as long as the euphoria still prevails."

"Good idea." Joshua grinned and followed his roommate in the living room to say goodbye. Mika Miki gave a kiss on her hair, she said a few words in Japanese and then motioned to have John, Miki had been made in fitting. Joshua came upon them, Miki stroked over his head and grinned John.

"Do not be ready to make of it."

laughed the boy. "These are my three sisters have not been able Miki then creates the not. "

" Well, you're tough, we see one. laughed "Mika. "We're so half past eleven to be back."

"Enjoy two quietly the evening, Miki and I will know we have to employ." As if to confirm his words gave Miki a coloring book and a box of pencils.

"Have Fun." Mika threw the two remaining one last look, he turned and took Joshua to the upper arm. "Then let's go to the cinema."

"Bye." Joshua was followed by Mika from the Wohung, down the stairs and out of the house.

him before Mika breathed deep with a slight smile. "Man, I've been looking forward to this evening. I was not ever in the movies. "

" Then let us enjoy. "Joshua said with a grin and took dan way to the cinema.

***

it true exactly half past eleven clock, as Joshua unlocked the door to the apartment. In the hall greeted the dark, but through the frosted glass in the door to the living room was the flickering light of the TV to see. Mika followed Joshua into the apartment, they took off their jackets and hung them in the wardrobe. Joshua went into the living room at first and found John, as expected, on the couch watching TV.

"Hello." Greeted the boy, looking up from the screen. "How was the evening?"

"relaxing. Very nice. "Said Mika, who was added and Joshua put his hands to the sides to slide it through the door. "Can you see me through times?"

"Definitely. I'm so nice. "Joshua grinned and took a step aside to let Mika through. In response, Mika released him and went into the kitchen.

"You also have a wine?"

"Certainly. Red? "Said Joshua, when he finished behind the hall door to Miki as not to wake. "How was your evening?"

John turned off the television, got up and stretched himself with a grin. "Productive. We have just painted and then tinkered Bommel. And not just one. "

" When you brought them to bed? "Joshua watched as Mika got in the kitchen, the bulbous red wine glasses from the cupboard and opened a bottle of wine.

"At about half past seven. Not long after the Sandman. Albeit under protest. "John put on his shoes, which had stood in front of the couch and grinned. "But so easily I did not let me soften. Miki wanted to stay up until you both come back, but that I have her with a better bedtime story can finish. "

" You are really good! "Mika came out of the kitchen and gave Joshua a wine glass. "So you've successfully beaten today."

John laughed. "After all, you have time can have a relaxing evening alone. I can imagine that this is not so easy to get, if one has to be Miki. "

" This is probably true. "Mika smiled and patted the boy on the shoulder. "But at least we have you."

"According to you." John stood up and walked towards the door. Mika and Joshua followed him, then took his wallet from his Mika Pocket and gave John his well-deserved money.

"The tinkering did you really so much deserved."

"Oh, Miki is a great kid. She has so much imagination that you have to give her just a nudge in the right direction and they are self-employed "John took his pay with a smile and put the bills in his pants pocket. Then he took his jacket from the wardrobe and pulled it over. "I think you are both great parents."

Mika smiled slightly and Joshua was able to read the well-hidden surprise in his face. "Thanks."

"If you look at Miki, then that is only confirmed. "John said with an open smile. "For me you are the best example that you can have as a gay couple a real family. At some point I'll make with my friend, too. "

" Uh ... "Mika seemed speechless to have.

Joshua saw John open, almost euphoric face and had not the heart to correct him and to rob his enthusiasm. "Thank you. That does not we too often. "

" But you should. "John opened the door and waved to Mika and Joshua shortly before he left. "Bye, see you next time"

Mika still looked puzzled at the door, from her baby sitter had just disappeared. "When he gets out that we were a couple?"

Joshua sighed heavily and took a sip of his wine. "I hear this assumption is not the first time,"

"You have to explain to me closer." Mika had now finally turned away from the door and gave him a curious look. "Let us go into the living room."

Joshua followed him and pulled the door to the hallway behind him. "Well, I have received from different places already said the same thing. Among others, Raphael, Marianne, and even the woman at the bakery entertains the idea. "

" Marianne? Mikis kindergarten teacher? "Mika laughed out loud. "This explains their views. I've been wondering, "

Joshua also had to smile. "Yes, she had already thought their part. When I corrected it, but it was her terribly embarrassing. "

Mika laughed some more as he sat down on the couch. "She raised up on our 'relationship'? I would not have believed it. "

" Well, she did not tell me directly questioned. But she called up my partner, and as it was not difficult to guess on how they the said. "With a grin to Joshua sat next to him.

"And you tell me about this?" Mika looked stressed bargain outraged. "Really, I'd like to share the fun."

"Did you just yet. John has made up part of it. "

" I was so taken aback that it had me slyly, in the truest sense of the word the language. "Mika smiled and thought Joshua with a side glance. "And you have not corrected him."

"I had not the heart to do." He sighed slightly. "Have you seen his enthusiastic view? If he is gay, just as he added more or less , then he has remained silent probably hard enough without me having him destroy his ideal and his motivation. "

Mika for a moment and drank some wine. "There is something to it."

"Do you mind that I did not correct him?"

Joshua Mika threw a look. "Yes. And you jumped? "

Joshua his shoulders. "Yes. Otherwise I would not have left him in his faith. "

few moments they sat in comfortable silence together, then grinned slightly Mika. "And so very wrong he has not."

Joshua raised an eyebrow surprised. "How?"

"In terms of the parents. You really are an integral part in Mikis life. I would have never thought that they would be approached so close to anyone, but somehow you did it. "Mika gave him a small smile. "I'm glad we found you."

Joshua could not help but grin spontaneously. "Or I you, depending on how you look. I place the ad, but if you had not replied, they would have been useless "

" As I have stated before:.. We've probably looked for and found "Mika raised his wine glass and pushed Joshua on.

Joshua "And apparently our environment, this opinion is ..." laugh out loud. "Mika, you're impossible!"

The grin of the Asians was contagious. "Well, at least we were told of four independent positions by the pair of the year."

"And the need to know it, do not they?" Joshua took a sip of really good red wine and looked a moment lost in thought in the glass and frowned.

"a fruit salad for your thoughts." Mika said he heard beside him and could see the smile in his voice.

"Can I up something personal Ask? "He also gave his view of the shimmering shades of red wine oriented.

"Sure. I do not think that is something I would not answer you. "Mika's voice sounded surprised, yet absolutely convinced of what he had said.

Joshua hesitated for a moment that he looked up and caught sight of his friend. "What about Mikis mother? I have never heard you say something about her and Miki speaks not of it. "

Mika held his gaze, but Joshua could see that he struggled a moment for composure. Joshua almost expected that he would receive no answer, that he had a Step had gone too far with his question. In the six months that they were living together, he had never heard a word about it, never seen a photo of her and he did not even know her name. He had never dared to ask Mika to her, but a few moments seemed the right moment to have been. Now he was there not so sure.

Mika still had said nothing, but his gaze was still directed to Joshua, the only reason that prevented Joshua like to apologize to stand up and flee. With a slow movement Mika turned his wine glass on the coffee table and cleared his throat.

"I was wondering for a long time, when are you after she'd ask. "His voice was surprisingly calm.

"I do not have the right to ask you something privately." Joshua forced himself to look away. "Sorry."

Mika shook her head. "That may indeed have applied initially, but now you're perfectly entitled to ask me for it. You are a part of our little family now, Josh, and this includes that I'll explain what happened. "

" You have to explain anything to me, Mika, if you do not want that. "Joshua felt uncomfortable in his skin repented and his spontaneous question that Mika was clearly not comfortable. He had not destroy the entire night like, but that is what he had achieved.

"It feels good to talk about it sometimes." Mika looked away and took a deep breath. He seemed to seek a beginning. "Mikis mother's name was Maren. She died two years ago. "

Joshua had to swallow, but dared not to say anything. After a moment, Mika went on, looking into the distance. "When Miki was two years old, have Maren and I made together with Maren's best friend and her husband and son a trip to Singapore. As a special gift for our women, Jonas and I considered giving Maren and Kim for a trip to Phuket. We were the children keep with us and allow the two women a real trip. "

Mika stopped short and took a sip of wine. An infinitely sad smile on his lips. "They were so happy."

He put the glass back on the table, stood up and walked a few steps to the Thresen. There he stood, hands on the plate, his back stiff. "It was unfortunately the wrong time. We have the next morning in the hotel learned of the tsunami, just as we were sitting at dinner. Maren and Kim must be at the time had long been in Phuket. "

Joshua felt a cold shiver down his spine ran and goose bumps spread over his entire body. Then he heard Mika: "Miki was too young to remember really Maren. I told her about her sometimes, but I often think that it is better that they do not know what it is lacking. "

Joshua did not know what he could have said, that would not have been a meaningless phrase. Instinctively, he got up and followed his instinct. He stepped behind Mika, put his hands on the upper arms tight to his friend and hugged him. For a moment, Mika remained rigid in its position, the tension seemed to differ from his body. He left his held breath Escape let go of the Thresen and leaned against Joshua. After a moment he laid his hands on Joshua's resting on his Oberammergau.

"Thanks." Mika's voice sounded tired, tired, and yet somehow relieved. "I have not often talked about."

"For that I am here." Joshua put his cheek on Mika's back and tried to bring about the contact, what he wanted to give. Comfort, support, trust. The Mika was not alone.

Mika took a deep breath and tried to get his emotions back under control. Joshua Close did him good, calmed him down, despite all the pent-up pain that seized him every time he thought of Maren and her trip.

"We have also still sent to Phuket!" For the first time he said what he had thought so many times. He knew that the whole thing was not his fault, he had not even triggered the tsunami, but the bitter feeling was that Maren would be life without the gift of the trip still on.

Joshua heard Mika's quiet, almost soundless words, and felt he again ran a chill down your spine. He loosened his embrace and turned slowly to Mika, without letting go of him. In his face were pain, guilt and self-reproach written to a muscle his neck twitched uncontrollably. Joshua slowly put his hands on Mika's cheeks and looked firmly into his eyes.

"It will probably make no difference if I tell you that it had no influence and no valid up debt. But you should know that Miki you're the best father you could wish for. You've done nothing wrong, since Miki does not think that it lacks anything. "Joshua dash lightly with the thumb on Mika's cheek. "You can be proud of you. Not many people have managed to maintain under such conditions as much courage and raise such a wonderful daughter. "

Mika swallowed visibly, then smiled slightly. "Thanks."

Joshua smiled and pulled him into a hug. Mika put her arms around his back as he was holding himself. Then he buried his face in Joshua's neck flexor and murmured softly. "You are the best thing that happened to me since a long time, Josh"

A hand Mika pointed slightly up on the hair and said softly. "Likewise,"

Mika took a deep breath and took advantage of Joshua's fragrance, a blend of his shampoo, his aftershave and his very own smell. He could feel Joshua's arms that held him and gave him a feeling of security. The hands that patted him reassuringly on the back. It was so incredibly good to not even have to be the strong one and can fall to. When Joshua Mika felt no longer the responsibility of being alone. Joshua gave him support, something that Mika had not seen since Maren.

Maren's death since he had held his worries and fears fixed and can not come to the surface, to allow Miki, carefree growing up. Miki was the center of his life, there had been no scandals or even relations with any women. And when Mika was honest, he had not expected that this would change. Miki was his priority and he realized that in most respects a problem would represent.

Then he moved in with Joshua, and without realizing it, the young clerk had become an indispensable part of his life and Mikis. They had grown together into a kind of small family, without that one of them had become aware of it. John remarks had called Mika this idea first came into consciousness, and he had to admit that it was true. Besides Miki Joshua was the most important person in his life.

Joshua's hands brushed lightly by Mika's hair and over his neck and the contact caused goose bumps for Mika. Once again he took a deep breath, then straightened slowly up again, loosened his hands from Joshua's back and laid him on the shoulder. A half smile was on his lips. "We have really searched and found us well."

Joshua laughed softly, his hands on Mika's pages. "You can say so."


*** tbc


A / N: This part of all the victims and their families from the tsunami disaster is dedicated to Christmas 2005. I was at the time in Singapore, even though my family and I actually had on a trip to Phuket should be. I had just started writing this story and why it is especially true of the family from our hotel, have survived only by her grandmother and a granddaughter, because they - like us - have not gone on with the said visit.