Date: Sat, 13 Mar 1999 08:55:50 +0900
From: Andrej Koymasky <andrejkoymasky@geocities.com>
Subject: boy-san-10 (last)

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I started writing gay stories in 1985 and to now I wrote about 80 of
them. Being Italian, of course I wrote them in Italian. Now, many of my
friends asked me to translate them in English. But my English, also if
understandable, is surely not a "literary" one: I can't know all the
nuances and literary tricks I can use in Italian. I need somebody
revising my translation. Now, I found a person that is kindly helping me
with my stories. But I can't ask to one single person to help me with
all of my stories. So, if amongst you there is somebody (with a good
English style) that thinks this unpaid work worthy, and wants to help
me, I would be really happy. If such a person exists, can send me an
e-mail at:

andrejkoymasky@geocities.com

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BOY-SAN

by Andrej Koymasky (C) 1998
written the 30th of July, 1994
translated by the author
English text kindly revised
by Richard Hanna.

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USUAL DISCLAIMER

"BOY-SAN" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of
sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so
on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story.
But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, ore because you think
yo really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.

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Chapter ten: THE FAMILY REUNION

"Why?" Ben asked.

"If he knew, I don't think he'd act normally with his brother. Also
Saburo doesn't know about Jiro and the others. No, the best thing is
exactly the 'family reunion' as we call it."

"You really are a director, Naoki-san. Well, you will have all my
support. Just tell me what I have to do and how I should do it."

"Thank you Ben. And as we are in some ways part of the same family, why
not to stop the formalities and just call each other by name?"

"Thank you Naoki. With pleasure."

"And for your visa, I'll do something, don't worry. But also, don't tell
Jiro about this, for the moment."

"All right."

So, Naoki fixed the day for the reunion. He told Saburo that on the
Wednesday two weeks later, he wanted to organize a party and invited
some of his most dearest friends, all gay, to officially introduce
Saburo as his lover. The boy was happy, and accepted. The party was to
be held in the late afternoon, a little before supper time. Then they
would have the meal together.

"How many people will you invite?"

"Six, that is three couples like us."

"It will be nice, then." the boy merrily said.

Naoki called Takeshi, Sanma and Ben, confirming the day and time of the
reunion. As they agreed, each of them invited his lover, without saying
who had invited them, but just that a couple of gay friends had invited
them for supper. All the three boys, unaware, accepted to meet that gay
couple.

When the momentous evening came, as planned in detail, Ben and Jiro
arrived at Naoke's villa first. None of the three brothers ever went to
Naoki place, so Jiro, when Ben rang the doorbell, didn't have the
faintest suspicion.  Naoki went to open the door, together with Saburo.
When the two brothers saw each other, for a moment each looked at each
other with unbelieving expression, then at once both understood.

"You and Ben..." Saburo asked, looking at them amazed.

"And he... he is Naoki? The director?" Jiro asked looking the man
standing behind his brother.

"Yes, Jiro. I'm pleased to have you here. Please, come in." Naoki
answered with a smile.

The two guests entered and Jiro and Saburo started to talk with each
other, astonished but happy at the same time.

"You, too, Jiro!"

"I guessed about you and Naoki, but I wasn't at all sure."

"And you, when?"

"With Ben, almost a year. But I was sixteen the first time that I... and
you?"

"I was just fourteen, but Naoki has been my real first and only man,
from when I am sixteen."

"Four years you've been together! That's wonderful. And I didn't suspect
anything at all!" Jiro said, and the two boys told each other everything
about themselves.

The door bell rang again. Naoki went to open it, alone. As planned,
there were Sanma and Yukio.

"Ah, welcome Sanma, please, come in. And this is Yukio, your boyfriend,
right?"

"Yes, he is Yukio..."

"How do you do, Yukio. Come with me, so you can meet the others..."
Naoki said.

Yukio thought it was somewhat strange that the host didn't introduce
himself, but went with the man in the reception rooms, followed by
Sanma. When Yukio entered in the room where Saburo and Jiro were, the
boy looked astounded at his brothers, then turned toward Sanma and
whispered, tense: "But, you told me that... you means that they too..."
and turned again towards his brothers, red as a ripe tomato.

When the two other boys saw their brother, they looked at each other
hard, and then Jiro said: "Yukio, don't tell me that you too... you too
are... and that he is your man!"

"I... you..." Yukio stammered in confusion.

"He is Ben, my lover. And he is Naoki, our host, and Saburo's lover,
too." Jiro said with an amused smile, looking at the bewildered
expression of his little brother.

"Naoki, the director?" Yukio asked, still astounded.

"Yes, and now just Kazuya would be missing... oh no, Naoki, don't tell
me that the couple still missing is... is - of course! - Kazuya and his
lover, too!" Saburo exclaimed looking at Naoki with wide, delightedly
surprised eyes.

Naoki, Sanma, and Ben burst out in laughter and all of the three
brothers understood that it was exactly so.

"But how is it that... in short, we brothers didn't guess... how did you
understand?" Jiro asked to Ben.

"The world is small. And when we understood it, we thought you, too, had
to know about each other, right?" Ben answered with a wide smile.

Yukio, slightly tense, asked to Sanma: "Why you didn't tell me, if you
knew?"

"Because we agreed to have you meet this way. I gave my word to the
others."

"Are they more important to you than me?" Yukio asked him with a low
voice, harshly.

"Yukio, he told you he was taking you here." Saburo gently intervened,
"Don't make that face, come on! I am really glad to know that you too...
Are you happy with... what's your man's name?"

"Sanma. Yes, of course, I'm happy with him..."

"How long have you been together?"

"Two years." the boy said, slightly blushing.

"He is your first man, then, I guess..." Jiro said putting his hand on
Yukio's shoulder, with affection.

"Yes..." Yukio answered, still a little tense.

"Welcome, then, little brother. And now we have just to wait for Kazuya.
He is the one missing, right?" Jiro asked  Naoki.

"Yes, he will arrive very soon."

"And who is his man?" Saburo asked.

"You all know him." Naoki said, enigmatically.

"We three know him? Who is he?" Jiro asked widening his eyes and looking
at Ben with a questioning expression.

Naoki answered instead of Ben: "You will all know in a short while."

While the three brothers were animatedly talking among themselves,
cheerfully and excitedly, and Yukio was clearing up, the door bell rung
again. Naoki asked Ben to go to open the door: "You are the only one
that Kazuya never saw." he explained.

They heard Ben opening the door and doing the honours of the house.
Saburo went near Naoki, and Yukio near Sanma, holding his hand to make
him understand that he forgave him, when Ben opened the door and Kazuya
entered. As soon as he saw his brothers, he stopped, turning pale and,
looking towards Takeshi, he said, hard: "What's the story? What are they
doing here? What's happeniong here?"

Jiro went toward his brother: "Kazuya, come in. We're waiting for you. I
think we have several thing to tell each other... Hi, Takeshi."

"You know each other? How's that?" Kazuya asked to Takeshi, with a more
and more darker face.

"We'll explain everything to you... Hi Takeshi..." Saburo said.

"Hi Takeshi..." then Yukio said, slightly blushing.

"Well, what... why did you bring me here?" Kazuya asked, always looking
at Takeshi very hard.

"Would you please let us brothers be alone for a while?" Jiro then asked
the others.

"NO. Before I want to know from Takeshi what he is hoping to do, to
obtain by this."

"Kazuya, it is me, not Takeshi, who organized this meeting." Naoki then
said, trying to rescue his friend who didn't know where to start.

"And I bet you also told all of them that I am a boy-san, right?" Kazuya
shouted to Takeshi, taking him by his jacket lapels and shaking him,
almost with hate.

"No, no..." the man finally murmured.

"A boy-san? What is a boy-san?" Yukio asked, hit more by the tone of his
brother than by the word he didn't know.

"A boy-san?" Jiro, who knew the meaning of this word, asked to his elder
brother.

Then Kazuya understood that Takeshi didn't tell them and bit his lips.

"What does it mean that you are a boy-san?" Jiro asked again, looking
Kazuya in his eyes.

Kazuya abruptly sat on a chair, hollow; all his rage vanished in an
instant when he understood that he had betrayed himself, and bent over
and buried his face in his hands.

Saburo asked Jiro: "But, what does it mean that he is a boy-san?"

Jiro looked at Kazuya: "Were you serious?" Then, his eyes like lightened
by a painful understanding flash, with a sorrowful voice, he asked: "For
us? You did that - for us? Answer me, did you that for us? Your work in
a club, at night. Did you that so we didn't miss anything? Answer me,
please."

Kazuya shook his head and a sob escaped from his hands closed on his
face. Jiro felt his head spinning. He knelt in front of his brother and
took his wrists, trying to uncover his face, and said, "Look at me,
Kazuya. Look at me. Why are you hiding? You did that for us three. We
lived all those years of that... of that huge sacrifice? You did it for
us, right?"

"I was not able to earn enough money, in other ways." Kazuya sobbed,
shaken by his crying.

Jiro, stayed kneeling before him, embracing him. Then turning toward his
brothers, Jiro said, his voice broken with emotion: "Down, kneel! Kneel
before your elder brother. Kneel down - we have to beg him for
forgiveness!"

Saburo and Yukio couldn't understand, but Jiro voice was so sorrowful,
imperious, almost desperate, that by instinct they obeyed at once.

"Kazuya, forgive us!" Jiro said, crying.

"I forgive you?  For what?" Kazuya sobbed and, sliding on his kneed he
too, said: "How can I look you in the eyes, now? What can I do? I didn't
want you to know that I... I'm so ashamed..."

"What are you ashamed of, Kazuya?" Naoki asked, moved, "You have
absolutely nothing to be ashamed for. On the contrary, your brothers
have to be grateful to you forever for the incredible sacrifice you made
for them. That's why I decided on this meeting, of all you four Omura
brothers and the four man who are in love with you, and who admire and
think so very highly of you, Kazuya. Don't you understand? We are a
single, great family, now! You are no longer alone..."

Yukio asked with a troubled voice: "But what did he do? What means
boy-san? Would someone, please, explain this to me?"

Jiro bent toward Kazuya and, embracing him, asked in a whisper: "Do you
want me to explain to Yukio and Saburo?"

"No!" Kazuya almost shouted, then in a sob added: "I don't know... Yes,
possibly... by now..."

"Saburo, Yukio. Do you remember when Kazuya was killing himself with
those two jobs, for us? When we were in that small and dark apartment?
Then, Kazuya found a new job, not so hard as the others, and allowing
him to earn so much more money..."

"Yes, in the nightclub for rich people." Yukio said.

"Well, it was not exactly a night club for rich people. Kazuya, to do so
that we didn't miss anything, to send us in the best expensive schools -
he went to work in a kind of bar where... where people wanting to find a
boy for... to spend some time together... go there, choose a boy, and
pays... and that boy has to... to go in bed with that guy, wether he
like or not... And meanwhile, we three had enjoyed our lives, had found
our lovers... at that price! Do you understand now, Saburo and Yukio,
why we have to beg him for forgiveness? We were happy and spoiled... at
what price? Oh, Kazu! If we just knew... if we just knew!"

"But I... I am gay and... it wasn't so hard - it was even good,
sometimes." Kazuya sobbed.

"But you wanted to stop, now, and you think that you couldn't. Right?"
Naoki then asked him.

"Why he couldn't stop?" Saburo asked rising his head and looking at his
man.

"Because..." Naoki started to say.

"No, please, stop it..." Kazuya implored.

"No, Kazu, I now want to know everything, really everything, so you tell
us, or they will." Saburo said decidedly, then, with a hard voice,
added: "And you, Takeshi, you are his lover, right? You did know what he
was doing for us, right? You knew what work he was doing and you, his
lover, did nothing for him? It is not also you who have to beg him
forgiveness?"

"No, he didn't want me to continue, he begged me... but I could not
stop, not even for the love I have for him. He has no fault in this;
indeed, he really loves me, and I love him, but..."

"You couldn't stop for us, isn't it?" Yukio asked embracing his elder
brother and squeezing him against his chest. "For us? But we... I rather
look for a work, stop studying, but you... you cannot continue that life
if you want to stop. You have a right to your own life, to happiness
with your lover!  You've already renounced to your studies for us, but
this... this is too much... I cannot accept it. And they also cannot,
I'm sure."

"It is so, certainly..." Saburo said determinedly, "I too feel this way.
I also would rather look for a job. I don't care about becoming an actor
if you have to renounce to your happiness."

"No, you have to end your studies, please. You cannot throw away all
those years. You can't do that, please!" Kazuya sobbed.

Then, Naoki intervened again: "Nobody needs to renounce anything. You
are no longer alone - here we are! Jiro in a short while will graduate
from the university, and I'm sure he can find a very good job, so he and
Ben will have no problems. About Saburo, I will take care of him; he
will continue his  drama school, and meanwhile continue to work on TV.
He will lack nothing with me. And Sanma can take care of Yukio, and
anyway we too will help them. And you, Kazuya, you can finally open the
bookshop you were dreaming about; with your savings and Takeshi's help.
Nobody has to renounce anything, if we help each other. If we really do
all became a great family."

"I completely failed..."

"But how? You didn't fail at all. You raised three splendid boys, in
these six, seven years. You must be proud of yourself." Ben said with
conviction, "Without you, they would not be what they are. The time has
come you think of yourself, Kazuya. I know you only through Jiro, but I
have huge esteem for you, and even more when I knew the sacrifice you
made for my Jiro. You raised him, giving him sound values, beside food,
shelter, and education; and you made of him the splendid person I love.
Jiro admires you, and I too."

"Yes, Kazuya. The same is true for me." Sanma said, "Yuki loves you, and
I too, through him, learned to love you and I'm happy to know you and
that I can tell you how much I esteem you. Naoki is right - now we are a
big family, we will all help each other. And if we are a great family,
we owe that to you, never forget that. I still don't know you well, but
I feel I love you..."

"Kazuya..." Takeshi said with a low voice, crouching on the floor near
his boy. Jiro and his brothers withdrew to let them together. Takeshi
embraced Kazuya and started to rock him, caressing him. "Kazu, we all
love you, and I adore you. We all esteem you, and I admire you. From now
on, we can start a new life, if you want. We can became a real family,
whose focus is you. And we can at last love each other without problems,
you and I. Please, Kazu, please... and not just for the two of us. Allow
us all to give you our love, accept what we all can do for you. You did
so much for all of us, in a thousand different ways."

"Ok, Takeshi... I feel so lost!"

"Why is that? We all are here, and we all love you. Don't you understand
that life is starting to smile again upon you?"

"To smile?" Kazuya asked, moaning.

"Yes to smile on you, if only you will try to smile back at your life.
And now, you can do it..."

"Kazu, do you love your Yuki?" his little brother then asked him.

"You can ask me that? Surely, you always are deep in my heart." Kazuya
said sorrowful, not having the courage to look at him.

"And you know that I always adored you? Do you know it?"

"Yes..."

"Well, if there was a more beautiful, strong word than to adore, I will,
from now on, use it to tell you what I feel for you... Do you understand
what I'm trying to tell you?  I don't want to look at you here on the
floor, crying. Stand up, Kazu, and be as always our elder brother, that
we admire, that we follow. Make us once again an example of yourself -
let us see how life is to be faced with courage and a smile. Do you
remember, when I was a child, how many times did you say that to me? Let
me see now that you were not lying. Stand up, I beg you!"

Takeshi gently forced Kazuya to stand up. The boy, for the first time,
looked his at brothers in their eyes. Takeshi withdrew a little. Then
the three boys circled their Kazuya, and the four brothers embraced
tight in a single embrace, and they all quietly cried, while their men,
moved to the deepest, looked at them, each feeling proud of his lover.

After a while, Kazuya whispered to his brothers: "I would like to
embrace also Takeshi. I made him suffer so much, he had to endure so
much, being in love with me. Would you forgive me, Take?"

They embraced and kissed. So the other three boys went each to the side
of his love. Saburo, after a while, trying to control the emotion that
closed his throat, said: "Kazu, supper is ready, can we go in the
dining-room?"

"Yes. And during the meal, we will talk about our new, greater family."
Kazuya said with a faint smile.

"Surely we shall, Kazu!" Yukio said merrily, leaning against Sanma, "I'm
so happy that we can finally live, each of us, our love without needing
any more to hide from each other. And we owe that to Naoki. Today is
really a great day, one to mark on the calendar!"

They went in to eat, sitting around the table in couples. Kazuya was
still shaken, but he was recovering his spirits, little by little. At
times he sketched a shy smile towards Takeshi or one of his brothers.
Naoki resumed the talk about the future and profited by this occasion to
ask Ben if he'd accept a full-time job on TV, for the international
News. Benjamin answered that he was more than happy, and looked
radiantly at Jiro, who squeezed his hand.

"So, you really want to live here in Japan? With me?"

"Of course. I don't want to leave you, and you know it!"

"Well, listen," Naoki continued, "if Saburo comes to live here with me,
and Kazuya goes to live at Takeshi's house, Ben and Sanma can go to live
in the house of Fujimicho with Jiro and Yukio. There will be more than
enough place for the two couples, right?"

"If Kazu agrees, I would like that very much." Jiro said, looking at his
elder brother.

"I too would like it a lot..." Yukio added, looking he to to Kazuya,
hopefully.

The boy nodded: "If you are happy, it's good for me as well. You,
Saburo, do you like coming to live here with Naoki?"

"It's years that I've dreamed of that, Kazu. I would be really happy.
And you?"

"I... if Take wants me with him..."

"Naturally I want you, Kazu! You really want to come to live with me? I
would be more than happy!"

"Suddenly. Suddenly all changes. To discover that my brothers are gay as
I am, that they all have lovers. That I can really stop to... That I can
at last say to myself: you are Takeshi's lover!  It seems quite a dream.
When can I come to live with you, Take?"

"Even tonight, if you want..."

"I have to call the agency, tell them that I'll stop going in to them to
work."

"And tomorrow we will start to look for a place for your bookshop, all
right?" Takeshi sweetly said.

"Tomorrow... it really seems a dream..." Kazuya, feeling still dizzy but
happy, said.

After the meal, while they were drinking, they chatted about a thousand
things and mainly the Omura boys told each other their individual
stories. Then at a certain time, they all bade each other goodby and
parted. Naoki asked all them to meet again soon, all together, at his
place, or at Takeshi's, or at Jiro's and Yukio's place. When they
remained alone, Saburo said to Naoki:

"You have been splendid, with this idea to gather all us and fix
everything. I adore you, Naoki!"

"Show me, then." the man said with a cunning but gentle smile at the
same time.

Saburo went to sit on his lap and, kissing him, started to unbutton the
man's shirt. Also Naoki started to pull off  the clothes from the top of
Saburo's trousers, caressing him all over his body.

"My little boy became a man... you are more and more beautiful, you
know? I love you madly!"

"Do you remember our first time? With the pretext of teaching me to wear
a fundoshi, you corrupted me, didn't you?"

"But you made me corrupt you more than readily, isn't that so?"

"Of course! A man as fascinating as you... And a tool so beautiful as
this... you just put on it my hand, in this way... hard as it is now."

"Do you want it?" Naoki asked him, caressing Saburo's ass through his
trousers.

"Surely I want it! You know how much I like it, don't you?"

"Then, take it. It is all yours."

"Just a moment..." Saburo said standing up and rapidly pulling off  his
trousers and underpants, while Naoki also undressed himself. Saburo
looked between his man's legs with desire - the beautiful, hard rod:
"Here I am, I'm ready, Naoki." the boy said sitting again on the man's
lap, keeping the rod straight up with his hand, and lowering himself
onto it so that it penetrated deep inside him. "Oh, my love, how big and
hard it is tonight! Aaaahhh.... aahhh... it's great...."

"I love you. And also yours seems bigger and harder than ever... Why are
you so excited?"

"It is the idea that my brothers know that we are lovers, that gives
more zest to what we are doing. Not hiding, at last. I can live with
you, and I know that Kazuya not only approves, but is happy for me. Do
you think he too is making love, now?"

"I really do think so. And also Jiro and Yukio, I'm sure. You are a
really beautiful family, and I like all your brothers very much indeed."

"More than me?"

"Don't be silly!" Naoki said. Saburo girdled his neck with his arms and
started to gently spring up and down with his body. Naoki kissed him,
caressing his sweet body.

* * *

Kazuya was at Takeshi's home, naked on his bed, in his arms. They were
not making love; they were just gently caressing each other, whispering
and clinging to each other's body.

"Do you love me, Kazu?"

"Yes, I love you. And finally I can be yours, only yours, all yours."

"I am so happy."

"I too. I feel as if I was born again. Can I ask you something, a
pleasure for me?"

"Ask me."

"Will you take me to the spa where we made love the first time? I would
like to start again from there. From the sun rising on the mount Fuji
and kissing our bodies."

"Now it is too late, they would not accept us. But tomorrow morning I
will book the best room they have and tomorrow evening I'll take you
there."

"Then... will you regret if tonight we don't make love?"

"No, not at all."

"But we can fall asleep in this way, isn't it? While you keep me tight
against you, all right?"

"Surely, my love."

"It isn't too hard, for you?"

"No, don't worry. I love holding you like this, and to know that now,
all the nights from now on will be ours."

"And only ours at last. I have been so lucky to have met you. That it
was you who won me, that time."

"Yes, I too am very, very lucky."

* * *

Yukio, on all fours, was enjoying Sanma who was riding him with his
usual vigour. The boy liked his little man with his  virile, firm body
very much, and the pleasure with which Sanma was joyfully hammering
inside him. And he liked also to think that Sanma took his cherry right
in this room, while Jiro and Saburo were at school, and in secret from
Kazuya who was sleeping not so far away. It had been terribly exciting.
Now, on the other hand, he could do it without hiding, and possibly in
the other room also Jiro was making love with his beautiful foreign
lover. This thought also was really exciting.

Sanma came quite suddenly, shuddering in all through his body and
pounding inside him with his powerful tool erupting boiling lava. Yukio
liked feeling his man shudder, enjoying him and in him with the usual
intensity, slightly moaned with pleasure. Then Sanma slipped out of him,
and lay down, under him, and started to suck his young, hard rod,
pressing him between his lips and giving vigorous strokes upward,
towards Yukio's pubes, milking him almost like a sucking calf, wanting
to be able at last to drink the tasty male milk that soon this boy would
give him. And when Yuki emptied himself in him, Sanma drank in great,
greedy draughts. Then Sanma turned around, pulled the still quivering
body of his young lover to himself, and tenderly wrapped him with his
arms and legs, rocking and kissing him.

"Oh, Yukio, how much do I love you!"

"I too do, beloved. Are you happy to live here with me?"

"Yes, so we can make love at any time, day or night, and without having
always to be on guard!"

"I also have to study, remember!"

"Sure, you have to study. For Kazuya, for me, and for yourself. Did you
already decide what you intend to do after highschool?"

"I was thinking to be a medical student."

"Really? That will be good! So I can work with you, for you. But they
are hard studies..."

"I'm not afraid. Hey, but it is hard again!"

"I desire you again..." Sanma said, almost shyly, caressing him.

"What are you waiting for, then?" Yukio said, happy and ready.

* * *

In the other room, Jiro and Ben were intertwined, intent on making love.
After sucking each other full of desire, Ben lay down offering himself
to his lover. Jiro leaned against him and took him with tender vigour.

"How great it is feeling you inside me, Jiro! You are indeed a beautiful
thoroughbred colt in heat! Do you like my little ass?"

"I like everything about you. And I like looking at you while we are
making love. You become so beautiful..."

"Just when we make love, I'm beautiful?"

"No, always. But in these moments..."

"You too are very beautiful, while you take me..."

Jiro lowered to kiss him, while he moved his pelvis so that both his
erection and that of his lover remained well awake, but postponing the
moment of their orgasm. Then he started again to move inside him in slow
thrusts, accelerating as his excitation mounted higher and higher.

"Yes, that way, Jiro... Let me feel that I am yours..."

"So? Do you feel it?"

"Oh, yes... how beautiful... how great... No, don't slow down... cum in
me... anyway, we have all night and we can start again, later... Cum, go
on... go on..."

Jiro, continuing to take his lover and keeping him tight to himself, did
so that his groin was brushing against Ben's member, trying to make him
cum at the same time with him. And finally, when he felt that his Ben
was really near to his orgasm, he stopped to control himself and the two
lovers reached their orgasms at the same time, deeply kissing each
other.

* * *

Kazuya soon found his serenity. He opened the book shop he did dream for
so many years. Ben got, thanks to Naoki, the work visa and, abandoning
the University, went to work at the TV network. Also Jiro had found a
very good job so that, together with Sanma and Ben, they payed the
University tuition for Yukio, who continued to get very good marks in
all his subjects.

Very often, all eight met. During one of their "family reunions", while
Kazuya was looking with real pride at his three brothers, Takeshi took
him in a gentle embrace.

"You see, everybody is happy, and all owe that to you, do you now
realize it? You can be really proud of yourself, can't you? And you've
made me happy, and your brothers, and Naoki, Ben and Sanma, too. We all
owe you a lot. Or rather, we owe you everything."

"And I... I owe you this happiness. I love you Take, and I don't know if
I can be able ever show you how much I love you!"

"It is enough to look at you, my love, to see it."

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THE END

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In my home page I've put some of my stories. If someone wants to read
them, the URL is

http://www.geocities.com/~andrejkoymasky/

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