Title: Educating Farrin

Author: Ayakaishi Fei

E-mail: Ken_Dai_

Rating: PG13

Category: Original Manga. Drama. Romance. Angst.

Warnings: Shounen-ai (M/M), Language, and... expect this list to grow.

Summary: Farrin gets sick of his home, and decides to go on an unplanned road trip with a couple of friends his parents don't approve of. Adventure and abduction plots ensue, along with a dose of m/m romance. SLASH.

Chapter Two: And Into the Fire

It took about 3 days for Lacey and Ghost to realise that they were short on cash, however, they didn't tell Farrin. Hence, it came as somewhat of a surprise to the boy when his tall white haired boyfriend pulled into a dilapidated club in a town he didn't know the name of and explained that he had a plan to raise them a bit of quick, in-hand, cash.

The car-park was neither small nor large, but it seemed slightly the worse for wear, and the parking space Ghost pulled into was labelled 'employees only'. Neither of Farrin's friends seemed to notice or care, however, so instead of commenting Farrin merely contented himself with following the two older teens into the ugly red-brick building.

Ghost held the steel enforced door open for the two younger teens, and as Farrin walked through, he let it fall shut, opting to rest his arm around Farrin's shoulders. Ghost seemed to have a thing for touching him, Farrin had noticed, and while it was unfamiliar, it was not altogether unwelcome. Before Ghost Farrin had always been very much aloof, completely discouraging any form of physical contact. His parents had never really shown him a great deal of affection, particularly not physical affection, and being touched tended to make him uncomfortable. But... it seemed different with Ghost, they hadn't slept together yet - Farrin still wasn't sure whether or not he was ready to sleep with Ghost. He could joke about it, and make out, but deep inside of him, something told him to wait before he had sex. He usually suppressed it, tried not to think about it - boys were supposed to have sex on their minds constantly anyway, weren't they?

Ghost's hand slid down, and he entwined his fingers with Farrin's, "Okay, here we are. Lace, you want to go do your thing?"

Lacey nodded, "Mm, it's been a while, hope I can still perform. Have fun you two!"

Ghost laughed, a low purring noise that Farrin couldn't help but adore, "Oh don't worry, we will."

The room Ghost tugged Farrin into was fairly plain, with white walls, and a pale grey carpeted floor. A plain king-sized bed was pushed up against one of unvarnished walls, and a wall-length mirror was visible directly across from the bed. Farrin was more than mildly surprised to see the mirror and the sight of him gaping made Ghost grin. "You don't mind do you? If I watch you... while we do it?"

Farrin's eyes widened, "It...? You mean... here? Now?"

"Don't you want to? I thought we'd get a nice bed, rather than do it in the car... I thought you liked fooling around... this is just taking it to the next level, babe."

Farrin worried at his lip, looking at Ghost through lowered lashes, completely unaware of how seductively innocent he looked. Ghost smirked; Farrin was utterly perfect for this.

"Not too much Ghost... please..."

"Okay," Ghost murmured, pulling off his own clothes expertly, until he was down to his boxers, and then he slunk over to Farrin. His lips captured the other boys, and he let his fingers work at the buttons on the smaller boys black shirt. It only took him a few minutes to undo all four buttons, and then he slid the shirt off the boys arms, latched his mouth onto the boys pale neck, and set to work on ridding the boy of his pants.

Farrin whimpered softly, trying to unobtrusively draw Ghost's hands away from his pants, but each sweep of the mans slender talented fingers across his sensitive member sent a shudder of pleasure through him. He didn't know how ghost had managed to unbutton his pants and slide his hand in there, and the white-haired man's mouth was far too distracting as it moved across his neck and nipped at his nipples to allow him to think rationally. He felt like he was struggling to think through cotton-wool.

"Is this okay? Is this good Farrin?" Ghost's fingers ran lightly across the head of his penis, his fingernail's caressing the slit teasingly.

"Un..." Farrin whimpered again, as Ghost worked him out of his pants, and angled them both onto the bed. Farrin didn't even notice the change in location, unable to think beyond what Ghost was doing to him.

"I want you Farrin, I want you so bad..." Ghost's voice was a heated whisper, and his hands drew Farrin's head insistently to his crotch, "Taste it. I don't mind..."

Farrin carefully reached out to encase the member in his hands, it was slightly thicker than his own, and the other boy's balls were enormous. He gulped slightly, forcing his resolve to hold and tentatively took a swipe at the length with his tongue. It was salty, like sweat and it tasted vile. His stomach lurched at the sensation of that sickening flesh beneath it. Ghost panted hoarsely, "That's it, do it again - just like that..."

Farrin forced himself to draw his tongue up the whole length and then down to the head. The first dripping drops of precum had started to leak from the head. Farrin's stomach heaved violently, and he pulled back, his face showing how completely revolted he was by the taste, "I... I can't do it."

Ghost drew him up, and captured his lips, "Okay, don't worry, it's okay. This is your first time, I'll make it good, you'll always remember it, ne?"

Farrin nodded; a quick toss of his head. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat, as was Ghost's, and his hands slid over the other boys body as if it were greased. Ghost managed to hook Farrin's leg around his waist in an experienced manoeuvre that left the smaller brunette panting and writhing. There was something inside of him which whispered that he hadn't really wanted this, but he ignored it. He was enjoying this too much to spoil it with petty thoughts.

He latched his teeth onto Ghost's neck, sucking at the spot hard enough to leave a mark. Ghost groaned, deep in his throat, and his hips bucked in what seemed to be involuntary pleasure. The movement sent a thrill of pleasure through Farrin - 'I did that. Me.'

Ghost's long pale fingers danced down the brunette's back, along his spinal column sending shivers of delight coursing through his system. He paused as he reached the crevice, which sheltered the boy's opening, and after a few teasing caresses, carefully worked his finger into the opening.

Farrin let out a strangled mewl as the finger worked at his ring, invading his body in the most intensely physical way possible.

"This okay?" Ghost breathed against his ear, his breathing heavy and ragged, making Farrin's body ache for release.

"Hurts," Farrin whimpered instinctively as the other boy wriggled his finger, "Ah...ow... oh..."

His whimpers turned into sighs as he became used to the invasion, but he could feel tears burning behind his closed eyelids. It still hurt - not like a cut, or a slap, but a continuous throb of wrongness. Ghost's lips pressed against his, erasing some of the wrongness, "This is okay, right? Just you and me, love. You have to say yes, or I'll stop. Do you want this Farrin..."

Farrin tossed his head back against the pillow as the boy's long pale fingers brushed something soft and spongy, which set off fireworks behind his closed eyes. Ghost purposefully brushed the spot again, "Just like that. Do you want this?"

"I..." Farrin made a whimper-gasp cross, trying to think clearly, but all he could think of was Ghost, and how the white haired man's hardness was pressed so alluringly against his thigh. "Mm... okay... nn... yes."

Ghost's lips curved upwards, and his fingers drew out, drawing a trail of wetness behind them. Farrin felt something sticky coating the crevice of his backside, but he ignored it, concentrating instead on Ghost, who'd just expertly ripped open a condom packet so that he could roll the protective plastic glove down his hard member. His breath quickened slightly as the older boy coated his fingers and condom-clad length in a jelly-like substance that he'd pulled out of one of the drawers beside the bed, gold- amber eyes glinting with passion.

Farrin gnawed at his lip as Ghost returned, and flipped him over, so that he was on his stomach, with his ass raised in the air, and his pale face gazed back at him, scared but aroused, from the mirror.

Ghost reinserted his fingers, scissoring them in a move that caused Farrin to wince and buck simultaneously, and gently kissed the back of his neck. "Okay, I'm just going to spread you now love, you can see us in the mirror, hmm?"

Farrin nodded, not really aware of Ghost's intent, as the words seemed to flow over him without meaning. He could see his sweat covered body in the mirror when he turned his head, could see Ghost mounting him, spreading his ass, and positioning himself. He could see Ghost's pleasure-warped face, framed by damp white hair.

Ghost smiled at his reflection, pressed another painful kiss to his neck, and sheathed himself into Farrin in a single smooth movement. Farrin whimpered as his insides seemed to tear, and then Ghost pulled out, changed angles, and when he thrust back in his cock brushed the soft spongy spot that his fingers had found earlier. Farrin gasped as the pleasure overwhelmed the pain and he found himself rocking his hips back to meet Ghosts. The friction between his cock and the bed only added to his arousal, and he couldn't help the sounds he whimpered out.

The pace was steady, and seemed to last both an eternity and a split second. Farrin's own movements were jerky, but Ghost seemed to have an endless supply of endurance, despite the circumstances. Farrin came first, over the bed, his dick trapped between the material and his bouncing stomach, but Ghost simply kissed him, and stroked him back to full arousal.

"Mm-mn, we don't stop until I get my release too, love."

Farrin's face flushed red beneath his sweat, and he made a soft sound of pleasure. Ghost had come close to releasing when the boy's tight muscles had clamped around him, but he hadn't, and he was determined to ride this thing out to the end.

"Kay," Farrin let his hips roll smoothly, making Ghost gasp in delight.

"Where'd you learn to do that, you little minx?" Ghost's hips pumped down harder and faster in response to the move.

Farrin panted, trying to catch his breath to reply as Ghost sped up his thrusts, dropping sloppy kisses along the curve of his back.

Finally Farrin thrust back, meeting Ghost, and the white haired man released, shooting his seed, and causing Farrin to quiver as it hit his prostate. Farrin groaned, stroking his head roughly, distractedly, until he came too.

Ghost pulled out, leaving a wet sticky mess down the other boy's thighs and turned Farrin in his arms, so that they were facing each other. His face was flushed, and his hair even damper than earlier from their exertions. "You did great."

The kiss he bestowed on the smaller boy was warm, full of spent passion, and it seemed to promise things Farrin had never even dreamed of. Farrin smiled up at him, his heart still pounding out an insane rhythm and his body throbbing.

"I'm glad you were my first."

Ghost smiled slightly, and pulled himself away. "I'll be right back, okay?"

Farrin nodded, watching unashamedly as Ghost stood, pulled the soiled and bloodied condom off of his now limp member, and pulled on his silky black boxer shorts, then walked out of the room. The silence when the door closed behind him was devastating, and the inevitable words rang through his head... 'What have I just done?'

There wasn't enough time for him to truly consider the ramifications of his actions, as Ghost chose that moment to re-enter the room, a large wad of cash clasped securely in his hand.

"Okay, I'm ready to blow this joint. Put some clothes on and let's cruise. Lace'll be meeting us in the car."

Farrin nodded numbly, and smiled hesitantly when Ghost looked his way. Ghost beamed back, "C'mon lover, we don't have all day now."

The words sent a shiver of anticipation through him. He and Ghost were lovers now, in every sense of the word. And that encompassed everything that came with the territory.

Wiping the stickiness from his thighs with a damp towel, and wincing at the ache the movement sent through him Farrin gathered his clothes. He would think about what had just happened later. Much later.

~~~

Lacey grinned at the two boys as they climbed into the car, her eyes lingering on Farrin's neck. "Hm... I spy a hickey. Would you like some foundation or something Farrin dear, or do you enjoy being marked as taken?"

Farrin let his hair fall forwards to cover his flushing face. Lacey knew what he and Ghost had been doing - as if it wasn't embarrassing enough already!

Ghost laughed, slinging an arm around Farrin's slender shoulders, not looking the slightest bit worried, "Leave it, I like seeing it and remembering just how good that pale neck tastes."

Farrin pulled away slightly as Ghost leant over and gently kissed the spot he'd marked. "Aren't we supposed to be getting on our way? At this rate we're never going to reach the gold coast, and see your friend."

"Don't you worry your pretty little head lover," Ghost grinned, "But you do have a valid point. Everyone ready to cruise? I vote we get Chinese for tea."

"I second!" Lacey chimed in, "Then we head off, if we're lucky we'll make it home before morning."

"Home? Bloody hell Lace, don't tell me you're having delusions of grandeur? Planning to move in?" Ghost sounded disparaging, and Lacey's face took on a defensive closed off look.

"Slip of the tongue. Now can we eat? I'm starving." Lacey's tone brooked no further conversation, and it seemed both boys were happy to oblige, as Ghost started the car, and the two younger occupants buckled their seatbelts and remained silent as they pulled out of the carpark, lost in their own very different thoughts.

The chinese was take-away, and the group remained equally silent as they ate it in the car, Farrin helping to feed Ghost while he drove. The cartons were tossed in the back when the group finished eating, and Farrin turned the radio on low, so the hum of music was just audible. Lacey stretched out on the backseat to sleep, and as the clock ticked past 1am, Farrin copied, snagging a pillow and letting himself drift into dreamland, carried by the drone of the music and the gentle touch of Ghost's fingers on his inner thigh. Thankfully, despite his day and the emotions it had stirred up in him, he didn't dream, and when Ghost shook him awake the sun had risen and they had arrived at their destination. With a warm kiss Ghost greeted him, and drew his body out of the car, and flush against the white haired mans.

"We're here, and we get our own room. Looking forward to having some privacy lover?"

Farrin blushed and nodded, feeling Ghost's body react to his, and Ghost laughed, running his hand through the smaller boys hair. "You're adorable. Wake Lacey, and I'll head up towards the house."

Farrin nodded and turned back to open the back door and shake Lacey awake. He supposed staying with these strangers would be phase two of the running- away-experience. The person he remembered being seemed to be disappearing, already he'd fallen in love and lost his virginity - to a man, but the changes were good changes he was sure. This was the kind of life he'd always wanted.

~~~

Kane was tall, well, taller than Farrin, but not quite so much as Ghost. He was somewhat scruffy looking, and he had the settled, but still somewhat feral look that Farrin had seen in the faces of the men and boys who lived with their girlfriends in the caravan-park where Lacey had lived with her aunt and uncle for a few months. When he opened the screen door to let the three in Farrin noticed that Kane had a very good body - made apparent by the fact that he hadn't bothered to put a shirt on before letting them in. Lacey seemed to appreciate his body too.

His eyes flickered over Lacey and Ghost, then paused on Farrin. "Who are you?"

The boy, or rather, man's voice was monotone, barely more than a grunt. His accent had the underlying Victorian twang(1) that Farrin hated, for all that he was living in Sydney. Farrin gave his customary half shrug-half grunt answer in return.

"Farrin Pall." He met the older man's gaze fiercely, categorising his features - he had a kind of masculine attractiveness, a strong jaw, with chiselled features. His hair was dark, and he had it tied back in a loose ponytail, the bangs were tucked behind his ears, and his eyes were an incredible mix of blue and brown. He'd seen people who had blue-brown eyes before, but never this swirl of definite colours - the blue and brown in his eyes remained separate rather than blending together, and it made looking him in the eyes an interesting experience.

Ghost seemed to sense that Farrin was getting caught up in the other boys eyes, as he slung a possessive arm around the smaller boy's waist, "My new boyfriend, eh Kane. Told you I found myself a pretty one."

Kane snorted, his gaze running scrutinisingly across Farrin's body once more, "He's what, 12? I thought you were going to stop fucking around with minors after the last one."

Farrin felt the blood drain slightly from his cheeks in an uncomfortable lurching movement at the young man's words. He hadn't really thought that he was Ghost's first boyfriend, the older -man- seemed far too experienced for that to be the case, but to be just another one of Ghost's minors? He'd thought that Ghost had seen something... well... special in him.

"Belt up Kane. Where's Chris? She around here anywhere?" Ghost looked idly curious as he looked around the somewhat tidy house.

"Eh, working. She got a job at Coles, only part time, but the wage isn't completely despicable, and she dropped outta school so she could pick up a few more shifts a week."

"Inhumane man, that bitch was smart - you suggest she should drop outta school?" Ghost looked rather protective, and for a second, Farrin wondered if he should be jealous of this... Chris.

"She wanted to Grant - don't you go bitching at me cos you don't got that kinda relationship." Kane ruffled the taller man's white hair in a sort of odd affectionate gesture, "Now see, when you realise monogamy is a good thing, and not an alcoholic drink, then maybe you'll be able to get a bitch to take care of you. And not one of these damn prepubescent boys you get infatuated with either."

"Fuck that Kane, you ain't my mother or my bitch, so stop telling me who to date. I just so happen to find Farrin attractive. It doesn't have a damn thing to do with his age."

"Whatever you say." Kane relented, "You said you'd been driving all night, so you're probably bushed. The spare bedroom's down that way, you know where from when you were living here. I fluffed your pallows(2), don't worry."

Ghost nodded coldly and pulled Farrin along with him. As he looked over his shoulder to check on Lacey, he was startled to see that Kane had slid an arm around her waist and was kissing her in a rather passionate feverish fashion.

Ghost laughed, nipping at his neck to regain his attention, "Ignore them lovely, Lacey and Kane just have one of those relationships."

Farrin nodded, giving Ghost an uneasy smile, and trying to hide his obvious unease with being in someone else's house. Lacey had never mentioned Kane, but then the white haired girl never really talked much about anything. He knew she wasn't a virgin, that much had been obvious, and she'd always seemed to prefer older men, but for to have a boyfriend in Sydney who she'd never mentioned, that seemed odd.

Ghost pushed open a door, and pulled Farrin into the room, so that the boy was pressed up against him, then used their combined body weight to close the door, as he kissed the smaller brunet in a fiercely passionate manner, which left the boy breathless. When Ghost finally pulled away he smiled and made his way towards the bed, stripping as he went.

"Ready to come play with me for a bit, lovely?" Ghost's amber eyes were teasing, and Farrin forced himself to nod, following, and taking off his clothes. He was still kind of sore from what they'd done last time, but he wanted to make Ghost happy, and it had been good when Ghost had made him cum... twice.

Ghost pulled him down onto the bed and kissed him again, "Mm... You're beautiful."

Farrin nodded, blushing lightly, and closed his eyes.

End Chapter Two.

(1) Little known fact, I'm sure, but there are different types of Australian accent, personally I really dislike east-coast (ie. Victorian) accents, but I think that's just personal preference - like a lot of American's don't really like Washington accents? Personally, I like all American accents.

(2) Another call out to the Victorian accent - it's PILL-oh! *mocks Hansford-san for her east-coast accent*

nEo-cHaN:Continued as requested, sorry it took so long!

Mo: *huggles* Aw, thankies, you're a sweetheart. Hope you enjoy this chapter, and a warning for you because I adore you as much as you seem to like Ghost - don't get too attached to our favourite white-haired bishie. I'm a cruel bitch.

Jin Munku-JGSPTV: *grins* Thank you! I thought for sure I'd get blasted, because I've left some of my other fics for months - they're just too... hard to write. *hugs back* I like compromising situations. Thanks for reviewing!

Kenya Bloodstone: Ooh, someone who likes Farrin! *glomps* Yayness! Here's continuation - thanks for reviewing.

Nieni Springs: Thank you? *is still scared of Nieni and her sporks*

the-real-mo: *giggles* I like goths, and all the goths I've ever met have been Australian (well duh to me). I figured it was about time I set a story in a place I actually knew. You'll see Farrin's mothers reaction very soon. *chuckles evilly*

PHHS Guard Guy: *hugs Max* Hmm... Ghost+Sweet=Not Quite. But um... I won't go there. This is my angry story. And my car story. I was angry when I started it, therefore Farrin is angry, Ghost has a not nice side, and there will be unhappiness before there is happiness. And there will be lots of car stuff in it because I finally got my licence and I'm learning how to drive. Which is scary. And the sex was scary to write. I kept thinking - how icky - peni are inherently frightening, where are the lesbians? But enough rambling-ness. Thanks for reviewing hon'. Love ya.

Mashimaro-Byul-012: You like? *hugs* Thanks you so much, I like people liking. Ghost is... has... two sides. Farrin and Ghost will definitely have action, but their relationship isn't going to be... typical of the romance genre. Ie, don't expect silk beds and roses. Most of this fic is coming straight out of my own experiences, so Farrin will probably end up pretty damned disillusioned... and jaded.