Date: Fri, 14 Apr 2000 10:44:33 -0400
From: Sequoyah <pendor@mailcity.com>
Subject: A Special Place--Part Nine

			A Special Place--Part Nine

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               A Special Place--Part Nine--Matt

As all members of the three families do, I treated the Larsens' house as my
own and just walked in and yelled, "Hello, anybody home?"

          "You better believe it, Matt," Luke said as he can bouncing
downstairs. Since we have always been huggers, I wasn't surprised when Luke
grabbed me in a great hug.  However, I caught a glimpse of Gabrielle as she
came from the kitchen and managed to hug Luke without giving him the kiss I
had been dreaming about all day.

           "It's great to have our boy back home, isn't it, Gabrielle?"

            "It certainly is! I have spent sleepless nights wondering if
he'd ever be back and then worrying about how he would be if he did get
back. Now he's back and as good as new!" She embraced Luke and gave him a
kiss on the cheek, something I had never seen her do since Luke was in
grade school.

            "I take it all the tests showed no damage and everything
working."

             "Yea, and Dr. Walker told me to get busy getting back into
shape.  Think you might want to go running in the morning?"

              "I've just been waiting for you to get back so you're on."

           "Well, I don't think I'll be up to five miles, but a good run in
the morning sounds great....  Mom, I'd like to go to the falls. Dr. Walker
thinks its important for me to do that. I didn't want to ask earlier
because I was afraid you would worry, but now that Matt's here, would you
be ok with us going?"

           "If you are sure that's what you want to do and Matt's with you
I don't see why not."

           "It's 4:30 now. we'll be back not later than 5:30 when Dad gets
home."

           "Well, be sure to keep track of time. If you're late, you know
we will worry."

           "We'll see you at 5:30 or before, I promise." Luke walked over
to his mom and gave her a kiss on the cheek. It looked as though this
family may have learned something from Luke's desperate deed.

          As we left the house, we walked by the Jeep and I snatched a
blanket out of the back and threw it over my shoulder. By the time we had
left the yard, Luke's hand found mine and we walked toward the falls
holding hands. Anyone looking from the house would not have seen that
because the blanket over my shoulder would have hidden our hands from their
sight. "Damn, Yonghon Tongmu, who would have thought that just holding
hands was such great stuff?"

          "A thousand ways to express our love and devotion to each
other...  isn't that what we said? I have a sneaking suspicion that just
about anything we do from now on will be great stuff.  You know what I
mean?"

           "Yea, and we are going to have to find some of those which do
not announce to the world that we are a couple. I bet that is not going to
easy once we are in school together again. Looks, smiles, touching....

         Matt, it's going to be hard as hell to keep from grabbing you and
laying a big kiss on you every time I see you."

          "Let's worry about that later. We have almost an hour left to
just be together here in a special place," I said as we entered the path to
the falls. As I crossed the canes, I remembered the last time I had been
here and the second time crossed canes had been violated.  "Luke, the day I
rushed out of your room at the hospital, I came here, crossed the canes,
and probably would still have been here had David not violated the Lakota
code. I think I learned an awful lot that day, not only about our love and
trust and forgiveness, but also about another kind of love, the love David
has for me, for us, for the family. He risked violating a code that he knew
was sacred for us because he placed greater importance on me and you and on
us. I owe David more than I can ever repay, and I know that he will go on
giving, and giving, and giving. That's one of the things love is about,
giving without thinking about anything in return."

          "Matt, I probably couldn't have said it as well, but I owe my
very life to you and David and his EMS crew.  And you know something,
hundreds of people owe their lives to David, but I would be willing to bet
he's never thought about it that way. I think he looks at himself as 'just
a nurse,' and that's part of his problem with Dr.  Bailey."

          "I know it is. He said as much the first time I asked him why he
didn't latch onto her." As we were talking, I spread the blanket on the
sandy shore of the pool and we both lay down on our backs, staring at the
blue sky above, silent.

        "What are you thinking about, Matt?"

        "I was thinking that about a month ago I came to this place
terrified and saw your beautiful body floating in the cold water. Luke, if
you had died I don't know how I would have gone on living. I know how
miserable you were because I was almost as miserable loving you and
thinking it would always be just me loving you and hurting, but Gregory's
abuse didn't affect me as deeply as it did you. I never thought anyone,
including you, would know I loved you.  So much pain and suffering for so
many people and because of love. I can't understand how so many can hate
because others love."

         "But they do. And sometimes it just gets to be too much. All I
could think about was how much I loved you and what would happen to you if
some people found out.  I could just see you being abused and I couldn't
stand it any longer."

         "So what's different now? We are still going to experience hatred
when people find out.  And we have a whole long life ahead of us, I hope
and pray."

         "Matt, I would be lying to you if I said I didn't worry about
that. I am very worried about what will happen when Mom and Dad find out, I
really am. So what's different?  I'm not alone; you're not alone. We have
each other and we have thanks to you, and I mean that sincerely, a whole
bunch of people who love us and who are standing by us.  That's what's
different."

          "I see we are letting frivolous talk interfere with serious
business again," I said as I rolled over on my side and pulled Luke to
me. As he turned to me, our legs entwined as our arms encircled each
other. As I kissed him, I felt his hands in my hair, undoing the
braid. "You really do have a hair fetish, Lover Boy." Luke smiled as he
pulled my hair to the front, creating our special world. Our lips met in a
slow, deep, tender, loving kiss. I ran my fingers through Luke's golden
curls and pulled his face to mine as my tongue sought the taste of Luke,
the most wonderful taste in the world.  When we broke the kiss, each stared
into the eyes of the other, black into a sea of blue, blue into depthless
black.

         Still looking into my eyes, Luke took his arms from around me and
ran his hands under my shirt, up my back. The touch of his hands on my bare
skin was sheer heaven.  Pulling away from him, I opened Luke's shirt as he
unbuttoned mine. Legs still entwined, we pressed our bare chests
together. I could feel Luke's manhood pressing against mine as we held each
other tight, our lips meeting, our tongues dueling. I realized that Luke
was grinding himself into me and my hips pushed forward to meet his. Our
kiss became more passionate, more lust filled.  "Yonghon Tongmu, I want you
so bad. I want to make love to you so much it hurts."

          Luke stopped the movement of his hips, moved his face away from
mine and looked deeply into my eyes. "And I want you too, Sarang Hanun
Pomul, I want you--your heart and your body more than anything else in the
world--almost. But I want our love to...."

          "Yonghon Tongmu, I know. This is not the time--I think it might
be the place--but I want you, all of you, so bad I ache."

         When Luke stood up, I was puzzled. I was even more puzzled when he
started undressing as he said, "Sarang Hanun Pomul, I have the answer."
With those words he

finished undressing and stood naked before me, his beautiful body glowing
in the sunlight, his manhood standing proudly, full and pulsating. I was
even more amazed when he took me in his arms and started undressing
me. Soon I, too, was standing, dark, hair loose, my manhood standing
equally as proud before my body.

         "And this is supposed to be the answer? Has slow and easy
changed?"

          Luke simply looked into my eyes, smiled, gave me a soft kiss,
grabbed my hand and started running up the path to the top of the
falls. "You crazy Larsen, what are you doing?"

          "I'm giving us help in keeping slow and easy." By this time we
were at the top of the falls.  Luke ran out on the lip, still holding my
hand, and dived in. I couldn't

believe how crazy he was, but had to dive in with him.

         It had been almost a month since Luke dived into the pool the last
time and the water had warmed a bit, but not that much. As soon as we
surfaced, we both quickly swam to the shore and crawled out. "See, look at
yourself. Do you think you could do anything with what you have between
your legs now?" Of course the river had done a better job than any cold
shower. Soon we were both laughing our heads off while shivering from the
cold river.  Once again we lay on the blanket, in the sun, gradually
warming up and drying off.

          "I really don't think I want to play that game again," I said as
I started dressing. "My hair won't be dry for ages. What are we going to
tell your mom and dad?"

         "That is just one of the thousands of ways I want to show I love
you and to hold us to slow and easy. We'll tell Mom and Dad that we took a
dive just to prove I am not afraid of the river.  Now come on, we are going
to have to run to make it back before 5:30."

          Before we left, we once again embraced, two young lovers standing
on a sandy shore, expressing their deep love for each other. Our lips had
met in a soft, gentle kiss and when it ended, Luke looked at me and said,
"Matt, having you here with me...my being here alive... having your
love...." Luke choked up, tears of joy pouring down his face.

          "Luke, my life, my love..." and I choked up as well; my tears of
joy mingled with Luke's as we kissed and then turned and started toward his
home.

         As we ran, a sudden breeze sprang up and my hair was blowing in
the wind. Luke dropped my hand; we were holding hands again. It seemed so
natural I hadn't given it a thought until he dropped my hand and ran ahead
of me, turned and continued running backwards.  "You really do look like
some kind of strange Lakota warrior, Matt, with you hair blowing like that,
an almond-eyed Lakota. And you're beautiful and I love you!" He then ran
toward me and just before he grabbed me, stopped, and said, "You know how
hard it is going to be to be together and pretend we're not in love?"

          "I was just thinking the same thing when I realized we were
running openly, holding hands. I didn't even realize we were until you
dropped mine. It just seemed so natural, what two people in love do."

          "And that's the problem. We cannot do what two people in love do
naturally and, Stud, that frightens me."

          When we reached Luke's house, I went inside and spoke to Jens and
told him and Gabrielle that I had spoken to Mr. Mitchell about Luke's
calculus class and AP exam. Jens suggested that Luke wait until Monday to
return to school since he did have an appointment to make his confession
the next day. Gabrielle told him Dr. Walker had taken care of that. Jens
continued, "Luke, you're probably pretty tired now and need to go to bed
early I suspect."

             "Actually, I feel great, Dad, and Dr. Walker said I should do
anything I wanted and needed to do. I do know I need plenty of rest, and
plenty food, Mom.  Exercise is important and Dr. Walker suggested that I
would probably have to take it easy at first, but my body would set its own
limits. He suggested I start running again as soon as possible.  Matt and I
plan to start tomorrow morning with just a short run maybe a mile or
so. But I also need to get started catching up on my school work. I need to
talk to Mr. and Mrs. Greywolf about physics and English assignments."

     "Good going, Luke Babe," I thought.

          "Matt, when would be the best time for Luke to talk to your
parents?  Actually, I guess it would be best for Luke to call them and ask
them rather than my asking you."

           "That would be best as I haven't seen them since I left this
morning. Luke, when you come over to talk to Mom and Dad, I'll give you the
calculus assignments. You can probably get started on them tomorrow without
my help. Anyway, you'll know what you'll have to do to get caught up."

           "Thanks, Matt. I'll call your parents right now."

           "Yes, thanks, Matt, and give your Mom and Dad Gabrielle's and my
thanks for being willing to help Luke out."

           "We're all family so we help each other, right? Good-bye Jens,
Gabrielle. See you later, Luke." As I walked to my Jeep, I was already
dreaming of seeing Luke again tonight.

           When I got home, Dad was at the kitchen table preparing a salad
and Mom was putting the finishing touches on dinner. "I assume you have
been at the Larsens'," Dad said as I gave Mom a kiss on the cheek.

            As I hugged Dad, I said, "No, I have just been wandering around
trying to think of something to do."

            Dad gave me a slap on the butt and laughed, "Then you must not
be the Matt Greywolf who sat spaced out in my physics class today!"

          "Greywolf, do you know what YOUR son did in my class today? I
asked him to define friends and lovers and he said a friend is willing to
lay down his life for a friend and a lover is willing to just lie down!"

          "Matt! How could you reveal such family secrets in class?"

           As Dad and I laughed, Mom threw a pot holder at Dad. I realized
anew that there really were a thousand ways to show love and devotion. "Of
course I went to the Larsens'.  Luke looks just great. He worked out this
afternoon and intends to go running with me in the morning. Dr.  Walker
said his body would set the limits of what he could do, but he needed to
get back on a training schedule. Gabrielle said it was ok, so we went to
the river."

          "From the looks of your hair, you must have taken a swim. I would
have thought the water was still too cold for swimming," Mom said.

           I blushed, which Dad quickly picked up on and said, "Probably

better than a cold shower, huh, Sarang Hanun Pomul?" I got even
redder. "Maybe we need to talk about that with you two."

           "Has Luke called? He was going to call about coming over to talk
about his assignments sometime tonight."

           "The Larsens have dinner a bit later than we do so I told Luke
to come over about 7:30.  Actually, there is very little to talk about so
far as I am concerned," Mom said. "There are only a little over a couple
weeks before AP exams and in class we're doing preview for that. After the
exam there will be very few assignments, so Luke will have time to make up
any assignments that he doesn't get done before. My real concern right now
is the AP exam. I know he can get all the makeup done before the end of the
semester and make an A, but he has

missed a great deal in class which will be important for the exam. You're
going to have to help him as, of course, I will."

          "Much the same could be said for physics except the lab work
needs to be made up before the exam since to exam often assumes students
have had hands-on experience as well as textbook instruction. Tests and
other assignments can wait until after the exam if necessary. What about
calculus? Have you talked with Ron Mitchell?" Dad asked.

          When I told my parents of my conversation with Mr. Mitchell and
his response to a hug, Dad said, "There are not many people in the world
who do not like human touch, but I think most of us men have been so
conditioned that we're afraid of it. So even hard-nosed Ron liked a hug!"

          When we sat down to dinner, it was my time to say grace. The
privilege of saying grace rotates around the table and all three of us
usually just use one of the

graces we have learned from the Book of Common Prayer. Tonight I had to put
into words what was

in my heart-- overflowing with joy and thanks for my parents, Mr. Mitchell,
Dr. Walker and Dr. Bailey, the family--especially David--and, of course,
for my beloved. Mom and Dad both gave a loud "Amen" to my prayer of
thanksgiving.

          "Mom, Dad, if it doesn't take too long to get Luke squared away
with school, and if he is willing, could we have a talk with you tonight? I
know there is a lot we need to talk about and I'd like for it to be as soon
as possible."

         "I think that would be a good idea, but you don't want to just
spring it on Luke out of the blue. He may not be ready to talk."

         "Of course. I'll ask him and if he is at all reluctant, we'll do
it another time."

          When dinner was finished, I went to my room and started on my
school work. I had reached the point where there wasn't any pressure, just
daily work. Sure

enough, Frau Holzhauser had given me the same test she had given earlier on
the tapes. So German was essentially over and done with. I was caught up
with calculus and had only daily work to do for that class. I assigned
myself a number of review sheets each night and that, with Mr. Mitchell's
tutoring, had made me very comfortable about taking the AP exam, but not

overconfident. I had caught up with AP English and maintained my A in it
and physics. After the pressure of the past few weeks, I felt very relaxed
although I had as much daily work to do as I had before I got behind. I
guess I had proven to myself that I was capable of doing whatever was
required of me, even when it was beyond the assignments I used to complain
about being too much.

         When I heard the front door open and Luke's "Hello, anybody home?"
I ran downstairs, swept Luke into my arms and gave him a kiss. "I take it
you two know each other?" Dad said as he came from the library. Luke broke
away from me and jumped back.

         "Ah, ah, ah hello, Mr. Greywolf." Luke was blushing like mad; he
was putting me to shame. I just laughed along with Dad.

          "Come in, Luke. It is so good to see you, even when you are being
attacked by some wild Korean Lakota 'breed. Come on into the library."

          "Dad, could we have a minute to talk first?"

          "Of course, just come on in when you are ready."

          "Luke, Mom and Dad said getting your school work sorted out won't
take long and they are willing to talk with us tonight if you're
willing. Dad wanted to be sure you were ready and I promised I'd ask you
and if you were at all reluctant we'd do it another

time."

          "Matt, I have been so uptight tonight making sure I didn't say
the wrong thing in front of Dad and Mom that I'd really welcome the
opportunity to talk to your mom and dad who know us and our feeling for
each other."

          "Well, come on then."

          After both Mom and Dad had gotten Luke's school work sorted out,
Dad said, "Luke, Matt said the two of you wanted to talk to us. Before you
say anything, I'd like for you to know that if I had a choice--and if you
had a choice--I would want both you and Matt to meet and marry some
beautiful and loving woman and produce beautiful grandchildren for us and
Jens and Gabrielle. That's not because I believe there is anything wicked,
evil, or wrong with two men loving each other. It is because I know that
there are those who do and those whose hearts are so filled with hate
toward anyone who loves someone of the same sex and life for the two of
you, should your love and commitment to each other last, will not be
easy. It will often be painful and as Matt's father and--I trust your
friend--I want life to be easy and always joyful for the two of you, but
already you have suffered more for your love than most couples have in half
a lifetime."

          Mom had been nodding in agreement as Dad talked and when he
finished she said, "Luke, Matt, I love you both as sons and only want what
will bring happiness and joy into your lives and your life together, which
I hope is for a very long time."

          "Mr. and Mrs. Greywolf, I love your son more than life itself and
I am more than honored by your love for him and for me and for us. I only
hope my parents will at least accept us even if they do not approve or give
us the love I know we have from you."

           "Ok, Matt, Luke, what do we need to talk about, I mean from your
perspective?"

           "Dad, Luke and I have promised each other that we will approach
sex slow and easy. We have talked about it ourselves and with
Dr. Bailey. You would know we were lying if we said we would remain virgins
until we were forty. At the same time, we don't want to do anything which
will harm our friendship. Luke, at least, has proven how important our
friendship is...."

            "Matt, I am beginning to tire a bit of how I have made the
sacrifice in the name of our friendship. I took a cowardly way to show
it. You, on the other hand, demonstrated your friendship, and your love as
well, by giving up things which were very important to you because of me. I
don't think anyone could doubt that our friendship was and is extremely
important to both of us so we can drop that talk. Mr. Greywolf, what we
need to know are the house rules and to get some help in how we can keep a
cool tool...oops, I'm sorry Mrs.  Greywolf."

          Mom was laughing her head off as she said, "Mr. Larsen, you don't
beat about the bush, do you?"

          "Well, I guess I just want to know where we stand."

          "You stand as two wonderful, lovely and loved young men for
starters. Nothing is going to ever change that. You are two men who are
deeply in love with each other

and while you are both men, I don't see how that is really different from
the way Greywolf and I love each other.  And that is also wonderful. I
would be untruthful if I did not say that I agree with Greywolf about what
I would like for the two of you, not because I disapprove of your loving
each other, but because I don't want to see you, either of you, hurt. But
both of you have already been hurt and you have survived and I know you
will again. But since we, neither you two nor Greywolf and I, have a
choice, we promise to do all we can to protect you from hurt."

          "As to house rules, you have said that you want to take it slow
and easy so far as sex is concerned, " Dad said, "I want you to make your
first time of making love very special--and if either of you dare talk of
fucking--I will kick your ass. You, if you are in love, will see sex as one
of many ways of expressing your love for each other and fucking is what
dogs do.  Since you are both nearly eighteen, I would like for you wait
until you are eighteen before having sex, but that is your decision. Even
when you are eighteen, sex between two men is not legal in this state, but
the state is not likely to invade your bedroom so that is not a real worry.
It's just that at eighteen--except for alcohol-- you are legally
adults. Maybe that doesn't mean anything to you, and I can't tell you why,
but it does to me."

           "Mr. Greywolf, taking it slow and easy is not going to be easy,
we have found that out already, but as a token of my respect for you and in
thanks for your understanding and support I, for one, accept that
boundary."

            "I as well, Dad," I said. "But what we really need to know are
the boundaries this side of out and out sex."

             "Matt, Luke, you are going to have few places where you can

express your love for each other openly. This house is one, and maybe the
only one. So long as only those who know about you two are here, I expect
your behavior to be no more and no less than what you both have seen
between Yong Jin and me in public areas of the house. Cuddle anywhere you
wish. I expect to see more than a few kisses just about anywhere in these
four walls.  It would probably be best, and I'm sure you would be more
comfortable, to keep any heavy making out in Matt's room.  Matt's mom and I
promise you privacy there. Does that cover it?"

             "Well, not really, Dad.  Luke and I have slept over at each

other's house so often that we have clothes both places. What about sleep
overs? I'll admit, I don't know how that will work. How can we go slow and
easy when we are sleeping together?  Yet, that is so much a part of who we
have been, how can it not be a part of who we are?"

           "Matt, what do you suggest?" Mom asked.

     "Well, one thing for sure, if we're still allowed to sleep over,
there's going to have to be a change in how we sleep. I don't think I could
resist climbing Luke's body if he crawled in bed with me naked."

          "Matt, how can you say such things to your mom?" Luke asked,
blushing. Is blushing catching? And what happened to Mr. Cut to the Chase?

     "Hey, Yonghon Tongmu, Mom was young once, in love, and hasn't reached
senility yet!"

     "Trying Korean, Son?"

     "Is it correct? You know I don't know a lot about Korean."

     "Does it say what you want it to say?"

     "Does it mean Soul Mate or Soul Companion? That's what I want it to
say."

     "Then that's what it says; it's correct for you and that's all that

counts. Right?" I nodded in agreement.

     "Ok, you'll have to start wearing something to bed, but I'm not sure
that will make a lot of difference. What else can you suggest that will
make it easier for the two of you to have sleep overs as friends without
losing slow and easy?" Dad asked.

     "I don't know, Dad. We're new at this."

     "It's the kind of thing that you can't be old at, is it? I don't want
to forbid sleeping over here. At the Larsens' is a very different question,
at least at this point. I don't know what the two of you need to remind you
of your promise to each other. What I'm saying is I can't make decisions
for you because you are going to be alone together and no one is going to
keep check on you."

     "Matt, I think one thing I'd like would be to just leave your bedroom
door open. Your parents have promised us privacy, but an open door would be
a good reminder of where we are and what we have promised each other and
our parents."

     "That makes some sense to me," Mom said. "But it is not a problem that
has to be solved tonight is it?"

     "No, I guess not," I said, "it's just that sleeping over is so much of
who we are I worry about it."

     "Well, keep thinking about it and, if you like, run what you come up
with in front of Yong Jin and me and we will point out anything we see
about it, but I'm afraid this is something the two of you will have to work
out on your own. Anything else we need to talk about?"

     "No, I guess not," I said. "We're going to talk with Dr. Bailey about
medical things before we do anything and I guess that's it."

     Luke was sitting in an overstuffed chair in the library and Mom and
Dad were seated on the love seat, snuggled together. I was seated on the
floor between Luke's legs. He kept playing with my hair all the time we had
been talking. "Dad, is there any cure for a hair fetish? Luke is in sad
need of treatment."

     "I'm afraid you're in trouble, Sarang Hanun Pomul. Your mother has
never been cured.  Of course, I have never tried to get her cured, but if
you really want your lover out of your hair, I think maybe you're the one
that needs treatment!" Only then did I notice Mom had unbraided Dad's hair!

     "Mr. And Mrs. Greywolf, I wish with all my heart that my parents would
respond to my love of Matt as you have to mine for him, but it will never
be. To tell to truth, I am very frightened. I don't know how they will
respond, but I am afraid."

     "Luke, I don't know what to expect from your parents either. I do know
that we are having a family meeting Saturday night if Jens and Gabrielle
take up the offer for a weekend honeymoon. Luke, you've got to remember to
order your mom yellow roses.  David can give you the address. You do know
that regardless of your parents response, you have a home with David or
with us should it come to that. You have the same support from us that Matt
has and not because you and Matt are in love, but because we have always
considered the family a family, period."

     "Luke, Gabrielle is your mother, but I have always considered you as
much my son as Matt and that has not changed. I am sure your mother loves
you very much. When we gave birth, we both felt really blessed with two
wonderful sons born minutes apart.  Sooner or later Gabrielle will be
unable to not be your mother as I would find it impossible not to be Matt's
mother."

     Luke got up, went to the love seat and gave each of my parents a long
hug then said, "I know where my Sarang Hanun Pomul gets his kind and loving
heart. How could he not when he has two parents who are so kind and loving?
Sarang Hanun Pomul, I've got to go. It's nine o'clock and I still need to
do some schoolwork."

     We walked to the door, holding hands. When we reached the door, Luke
took me into his arms, drew me to himself and pulled my face to his. As our
lips met, his

tongue invaded my mouth and once again the taste of Luke became my whole
world. Our kiss went on and on, becoming more and more passionate. Finally,
when we came up for air, I saw my mom and dad, on the love seat, engaged in
a wild and passionate kiss. I placed my hands on Luke's cheeks and turned
his head around until he could see as well. "I'm pleased to see your
parents setting our boundaries, but I guess they're passed the slow and
easy part," Luke said loudly enough for them to hear. Mom and Dad broke
their kiss and laughed as Luke said, "Goodnight Mr.  And Mrs., Greywolf."
Embracing me again, he gave me a soft kiss and said, "Goodnight, Sarang
Hanun Pomul, lover mine."

           Returning Luke's kiss, I said, "Goodnight, Yonghon Tongmu, my

heart's desire."

     I went to my room and did school work for an hour, undressed and slid
my naked body between cool sheets. As I thought about the day I found my
heart overflowing with love for the people who loved me and especially for
my wonderful Luke. Just before I fell asleep, those words haunted me again,
"More than the greatest love the world has known, This is to love I give to
you "and added , "my Yonghon Tongmu. I've got to find that song before I go
crazy!" I thought, then whispered to myself, "My Yonghon Tongmu, I love you
with my whole heart and soul, fell asleep.


                                A Special Place--Part Nine--Luke

     When I left the Greywolfs, I drove home slowly, thinking about my
homecoming day.  Mom had surprised me with a show of affection I had not
experienced since I was in grade school. My time at the river with Matt had
been wonderful beyond belief, but also served as a warning. Dr. Bailey was
right, keeping control was not going to be easy.  I laughed to myself as I
thought, "Maybe we'll have to have a designated controller because loving
Matt and showing it was more addictive than any alcohol!

When I got home, I went into the den to say goodnight to my parents. I was
determined to let them know of my love for them in spite of their
reluctance to express affection. I leaned over my mom and kissed her on the
cheek and she reached up and put her arms around me. When I approached Dad,
he just said, "Good night, Son," barely looking up from his newspaper.

     It was obvious I could not give him a hug, but I did say, "Good night,
Dad. It is good to be alive and to be home with people I love." He made no
response. When I went upstairs I noticed Mary Kathryn's light was on so I
tapped gently on her door and asked, "May I come in?"

     "Sure, I was kinda expecting you," she responded. When I entered the
room, she was sitting at her desk and motioned for me to sit on her
bed. "Michael says

everything is set up for Mom and Dad to get away this weekend. I surely
hope they take advantage of the offer, not only because we really need to
get some things sorted out before they are told about you and Matt, but
also because they deserve a break after what they have been through. You

realize, of course, that I have been pissed off at you for what you did. I
know you felt that you had to do it, but I kept thinking that you had tried
to kill my brother and that really pissed me off. Now that's weird!"

     "Not really, I guess, I did try to kill your brother. Thank God, I was
a miserable failure because now I have Matt and more love from the family
than I thought possible.  I just took the family for granted and never
realized how much a part of my very being they were. Of course, there's
still the problem with Mom and Dad."

     "Did you and Matt talk with the Greywolfs?"

     "Yea, we surely did. I can't believe how accepting and supportive they
are. They make no bones about the fact that they wish Matt and I were
straight and would get married and have kids. But you know what, Sis,
that's not the real issue with them.  They are perfectly happy with Matt
loving me, but are terribly afraid of what will happen when others find
out."

     "And well they should be. I guess you heard what happened--or more
like what didn't happen--to the jerks who abused Gregory."

     "Yea, Chelsea at the hospital told me. Sis, their abuse of Gregory was
what finally pushed me over the edge, literally. I was so afraid someone
would find out I was in love with Matt and.  ..."

     "Well, Brother Mine, that's still something to worry about and I
do. It's not like Michael and me. If Mom and Dad find out, they may place
some restrictions on me I don't have now. If the kids at school find out,
the girls will be jealous and the boys....  "

     "Will be jealous as hell of Michael. Sis, you're a real beauty and I
stood ready to beat the shit out of anyone who so much as laid a finger on
you in the wrong place.  Now, since it's Michael...."

     "Luke, Michael is the gentlest, kindest, lovingest person in the whole
world...."

 "I'd challenge that! That's a title won by a landslide by Matt!"

 "Says you! Anyway, any time he puts a finger on me, it is in the right
place and if it's not, I'll deck his gentle, kind, loving ass! By the way,
Lover Boy, you and old Scar Face had better be a little more careful than
you were this afternoon. I happened to look out my window as you were
coming back from the river and noticed you holding hands. Mom couldn't see
from where she was, but had she been elsewhere and looked that way...."

     "Sis, Matt and I talked about that sort of thing. We are going to have
a real problem keeping our new relationship secret. I hope you and Michael
will be on the lookout for things we do at school which might give us away
and warn us about them."

     "Will do, Bro."

     "You have been talking to Michael, I see."

     "Only when we come up for air!" she said as she threw a pillow at me.

     "Well, I've got to get some school work done. I have a whole month to
catch up and preparation for three AP exams." I got up from Mary Kathryn's
bed, walked over to her desk, put my arms around her and said, "Sis, I am
so glad to be home, to have you as a sister and I love you very much."

     Mary Kathryn pulled my face toward hers and kissed me on the cheek and
said, "Good to have my bro home."

     I went to my room and took out the assignment sheets for calculus Matt
had given me and worked on them for an hour. I found that I could do very
well because the first assignments were directly related to what we had
been doing in class before I ended up in the hospital. I was pleased with
my progress as I undressed for bed.

     Matt was having a strange influence on me, I thought, as I found
myself saying a silent thanksgiving for Matt and his love, for the
Greywolfs and their love and

support, for David and Michael, for my parents and for my sis. Matt had
told me long ago that he never went to sleep without thinking over the day
and all the good things that had happened and singing a silent thanksgiving
for them. Seemed strange to me at the time and I asked about all the bad
things that happened and he said he asked forgiveness if he was the cause
and forgave if he wasn't. "Life's too short," he had said, "to carry guilt
or anger around all the time."  I guess he was right except I still
couldn't bring myself to forgive those who had hurt Gregory. Or, for that
matter, could I forgive myself for all the pain and hurt I had caused. But
I was thankful, was I ever thankful, for the day and the wonders it had
brought.

     As I continued to think over the day, I thought about the time Matt
and I had spent with his parents. The more I thought about it, the more I
realized that when we had talked about house rules, there hadn't been any
hard and fast ones laid down. Greywolf has asked that we put off having sex
until we were eighteen--gee, that was weeks--but even that was in the form
of a request, not a rule. We were to be as free in the public areas of
Matt's house as his parents were. Now had that been as my parents were, I
might have had a problem, but even as a kid I knew that Yong Jin and
Greywolf didn't give a hoot about hiding their affection. Sleep overs were
not forbidden and Greywolf had even said that how to maintain control was a
problem Matt and I had to solve. I can see why people like to have hard and
fast rules laid down; that way, you don't have to think. All you have to do
is decide whether to obey the rules or not. Matt and I had to make our own
rules and then make the decision about how we would keep them.  Yong Jin
and Greywolf--you know, I have never heard anyone call Mr.  Greywolf
anything other than Greywolf, I wonder what his name is?--were treating us
as adults whom they trusted to do what was right and then leaving it up to
us to decide what was right.  "That way," I thought, "we have no one to
blame if we cross a line because we made the line and we decided to cross
it."

     But I also remembered what Dr. Bailey had said about the difficulty we
would have maintaining our promise of slow and easy. Man, this love thing
sure is complicated. But would I change it? Never! "Sarang Hanun Pomul and
Yonghon Tongmu together for ever."  With those words on my lips, I drifted
off to sleep.


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Hope you have found ASP--Part Nine enjoyable. In case you have been
forgotten, the time covered by the story to this point is about a month.
For much of that time, Luke has been unconscious. I mention this because
some readers seem to have forgotten the shortness of the time involved to
this point. Comments and encouragement welcomed: Sequoyah may be written at
pendor@mailcity.com.