Chapter 32

Apollo

He had been with Faline for over an hour. It was silent, the gang leader quietly driving his motorcycle. He knew he was safe with the other, but something has been urging him to ask, yet he didn't. He suddenly went off the main streets of Kumamoto, and into a neighborhood. 

Ok, Apollo was starting to get worried. Not for his safety, but just worried about the situation that was going to happen. However, as Faline drove past the houses, he realized how nice they were. They weren't as big or extravagant as Gucci's, but nowhere near where Apollo lived. 

He slowed down in front of a house, which seemed to be one of the nicest houses on the street. It was tall, but also wide, with the color palette of dull blues and greys. Apollo liked it, maybe even better than the Blue Rose Gang's house. 

Faline hopped off and turned back around to Apollo. "You wanna come with me?" He asked with a smirk, crossing his arms. His hair was flipped to one side, with his head tilted. "Uh, where exactly are we going?" He asked hesitantly. Faline shrugged. "This is the new Kitty Gang hangout." 

Apollo looked up, the new information giving a different light to the house. It was very nice, yet he was confused as to why it took so quickly for him to get it. "Oh, how did you buy it?" Apollo got off the bike, walking over to Faline, who laughed quietly. "Who said I bought it?"

Apollo looked at him strangely, quietly watching him walk towards the house. He waved the key at Apollo. "Come on, police officer, we have a hangout to check out." Apollo rolled his eyes, before catching up with Faline. 

The inside was similar to the outside, the only difference was the theme. It seemed more vintage, however not old. Like all the items were created to look vintage. He walked over to the curved couch, sitting down on it. "I am ready for a good sleep." He mumbled. It was late, even for him, and he was also very tired. 

Faline laughed, sitting beside him. "Yeah, me too." He said, laying on Apollo's shoulder. The officer let him, watching the white wall in front of them. He was shocked that the entire house was fully furnished. Well, he was shocked that a lot of things were perfect. 

Faline suddenly stood up, typing something on his phone before stretching. "Ok, time to go home." He mumbled. He walked over to Apollo, pulling the boy with brown hair up from his seat. Apollo groaned. "Come on, I'm taking you to my place." He said with a soft smile.

Apollo looked at him, an eyebrow raised. "Is that supposed to be a sex joke?" Faline turned around to face him and smirked. "Everything that comes out of my mouth is a sex joke." He says with a giggle. Apollo rolled his eyes.

"You already have said that joke, make up a new one." he walked out the door after Faline, watching him close it before walking out to the pink motorcycle. He sighed, hugging Faline from the frosty cold weather suddenly surrounding them. Faline hugged back. "I'm going to ignore the fact that you are mostly using me for heat and let this moment be loving." 

Apollo scoffed, keeping the same pace as Faline. "That is only somewhat true." 

He laughed, snuggling with him before, stepping onto the motorcycle. "Come on, slowpoke." Apollo rolled his eyes, hopping onto the pink vehicle and hugging Faline once again. "Take me home dear." Apollo joked. Faline kicked him in the shin with his heel. "A showing of my love, Darling."

Man, he has missed this.

Apollo

It was an apartment. Faline lived in an apartment. Well, at least finally someone he recently met lived in the same type of home as he had. An apartment, no mansions or large homes. Apollo laid on the couch, his eyes following Faline as he continued inside, going into a room with no door. "Do you want anything?" He asked, poking his head out. 

"Yeah. I want to know why you're so cute?" Faline didn't say anything after that, and the conversation went quiet. He was ok with that, since, at the end of the day F aline was finally with him. Why did it take so long to get here?