Chapter 11 (Last)
"Hm I can't say that there seems to be anything wrong with them." Seto studied, handing the small organisms back to their owners. Ty sighed but thanked Seto before exiting to his room. Ty flopped on the bed, little Adam jumping from the fall.
"What am I doing wrong?" Ty questioned himself. Sky merely eyed the red eyed boy down with eyes as big as beach balls. Ty laughed and picked Adam up.
"Well of course you don't know," Ty muttered, cuddling his Neko closely. Adam purred lowly and rubbed against Ty's chest.
"W-what the hell?" Ty questioned, squinting his eyes at the amulet on Adam's neck. There was some sort of marking on it? On the purple jewel specifically. Ty sat up. He peered at closely as Adam stared too, curiously. 'Baciarlo' Ty read mentally.
"J-Jerome?!"
"Yeah!" the bacca called back.
"U-um I think you should look at this!" Ty exclaimed worriedly.
"Yeah?" Jerome peeked his head in.
"L-look at this!" The emo haired boy stammered. Jerome frowned and looked at Mitch's dog tags.
"Embrasse Le?" Jerome pronounced, ending on a unintentional high note. The archer immediately blushed and hid himself into Jerome's shirt. Ty's ears turned a light pink. He did know some French after all....
"Ty?" Ty was snapped out of his daze and back into reality.
"It means 'kiss him'," Ty bluntly spoke. Jerome shrugged slightly and lifted Mitch to his lips. The small neko could feel the hunger games champion's warm breath against his small pale lips. Suddenly Jerome moved forward, closing the space in between them. The kiss was full of fresh passion till Jerome out of no where dropped Mitch. A blinding light filled the room causing the bacca and Ty to cover their eyes.
After the brightness disappeared, all of the orbs were on Mitch, who was now a person. Jerome's jaw dropped. "I-I love you," the brown eyed boy breathed. A yelp was released from the archer as he was pushed against the wall by his 'owner' in a rough make-out session. Ty's stare moved down to Adam before he pressed their mouths together.
The 'butter' eyed neko mimicked the steps that had happened to his friend. This time he was taller than Ty by a couple of inches. The human boy pressed his lips shut as he was shoved onto the bed, his face peppered with kisses all over.
"Thank" smooch "you" mwah, Adam managed to say in between kisses.
That day everything went right.
And it turns out 'baciarlo' actually means 'kiss him' in Italian.
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