Iukekini drove around for what
seemed to be hours before he realized that he was at his brother, Kimo’s house.
He walked up and knocked on the door, which was almost immediately opened by
Kimo, who took one look at him and practically dragged him into the house,
hugging him hard. “’Kini, what’s wrong?”
It took several
minutes for Iukekini to calm his crying down enough to speak. “Aaron dumped
me.”
“What? Why?”
“His ex is in
town on his honeymoon and when I walked into Candle Crafts, Aaron was all over
him.”
“He was cheating
on you? What a fucking asshole! You’re better off without him.” Kimo responded
angrily.
“He claims he
was just comforting him, but I’m not sure I believe that. I basically told him
it was either his ex or me. He chose his ex then kicked me out of the store.”
“Damn. Are you
sure you didn’t misinterpret the situation? Why would Aaron need to comfort his
ex?”
“Apparently
something happened where he can’t be a Firefighter anymore.”
“Okaaayyyy…so
how would you feel if you couldn’t fight fires anymore?”
“I don’t know
what I’d do. It’s all I ever wanted to do. I’d probably be devastated.”
“Like Aaron’s ex
is?”
Iukekini was
silent for a few moments. He dropped his head into his hands. “I’ve been such
an ass. Aaron probably was just comforting him. I really, really fucked up. How
do I fix this?”
“First, give him
a couple of days to settle down then talk to him.”
“I wouldn’t even
begin to know what to say.”
“Well,” Kimo,
looking him straight in the eyes, “how about starting with 'I'm sorry, I love
you and I want to work this out'? You do love him, don’t you?”
Iukekini didn’t
even hesitate. “Yes I do, more than anything.”
“Well, you got
your work cut out for you. Be honest and sincere. One thing I know about Aaron,
he values honesty above anything else.”
“I know.”
Iukekini responded quietly. “I just hope he’ll talk to me.”
“Give him a chance to settle down. He’ll be
more receptive to what you have to say once he does.” Kimo looked at him
closely for a minute. “You know, I think there’s something more going on,
something running deeper than anger over Aaron hugging his ex.”
Iukekini sighed
deeply then hung his head. “You’re right.” He admitted reluctantly. “I never
thought I’d admit to this, but I was jealous.”
“You? Jealous?
Why? You’re not the jealous type.” Kimo responded to Iukekini’s admission with
wide eyes.
"I know,
right? It just...." he trailed off.
"It's just
what?" Kimo prompted.
"I don't
know. It's just that it drives me crazy that Clark was Aaron's first boyfriend,
the first one to hold, kiss and make love to him. I've never been anyone's
first."
"I take it
that this Clark is the ex that you're having a problem with?"
"Yeah. The
real bitch of the matter is that he and his husband are really nice guys. I
mean it's hard not to like them."
"Do you know
how, where and when Aaron and Clark first met?"
"Yeah. They
were both Firefighters at Aaron's first duty station, I think about ten years
ago."
"'Kini, you
can't hold it against either Aaron or Clark that they met before you and Aaron
did. It’s not fair to either of them. Or you."
Iukekini took in
a deep breath and let it out slowly. He was silent for a moment before he
responded. "You're right, Kimo. I've been a real ass-wipe. I think I have
a lot of groveling to do if I want Aaron to take me back, although I wouldn't
blame him if he didn't." He said, hanging his head.
"Like I
said, give him some time to cool down then call him. You need to be really sure
that you want to get back with him. You also need to be straight and up front
with him. Tell him how you feel, but most importantly, do it in a calm voice. A
few tears can't hurt either." He smirked.
"You're
right. Today's Wednesday. If I remember correctly he has tomorrow and Friday
off. I'll call him Friday and see if we can meet someplace private." Iukekini
stood and pulled Kimo up into a bear hug. "Thanks big brother. I can
always count on you to be the voice of reason."
"Any time,
little brother. Any time." Iukekini headed home to figure out what to say
to Aaron, hoping he'll agree to meet with him.
Meanwhile at
Candle Crafts...
"I'm so
sorry, Aaron." Clark began, visibly upset. Danny stood beside him, rubbing
his shoulders in an attempt to calm his husband. I didn't mean to cause
problems between you and Iukekini."
Aaron leaned
forward, resting his elbows on his knees. He rubbed his hands over his face
before speaking. "You didn't. That was all him. I've never seen him act
like that. It was almost as if he was jealous. If that's the case, it's over
between us. I won't have him treating my friends like that, and I don't want to
have to watch how I interact with people for fear of him pulling this shit
again. But enough about him. Let's talk about you. Isn't there anything the
doctors can do for you?"
"No"
Clark replied sadly, shaking his head. Danny put his arm around his husband's
shoulder, pulling him closer. "If I wanted to and I could find a fire
department that would hire me, I could still be a Firefighter, but I would be
risking permanent paralysis. If it were just me I'd take the risk, but if I did
end up getting paralyzed I would be an unfair burden to Danny, and I just
can't, and won't do that to him, not to mention putting my fellow Firefighters
at risk."
When Clark
paused, Danny seized the opportunity to jump into the conversation.
"Honey, I told you that if that happened I'd take care of you and I meant
it. I'll stick by you, no matter what. I love you more than I ever thought
possible."
"Thank you
baby. That means so much to me." Clark said, pulling Danny into a fierce
embrace.
"So what
will you do now?" Aaron asked, inwardly cringing at hearing Clark call
someone else 'baby'. He still had feelings for Clark that would never go away,
but he would never act on them, nor would he ever allow them to interfere with
his relationships. Some people never completely get over their first love,
especially if they gave that person the gift of their virginity, and Aaron,
ever the hopeless romantic, was one of them.
"I don't
know but I want to talk more with Grace about opening a Candle Crafts back
home. You remember my sister Susan?" Aaron nodded. "She finally got
her degree in business administration and I bet she'd be willing to help me get
started."
"No
doubt." Aaron nodded his head. "How much longer are you guys going to
be here?"
"Four more
days?" Clark replied, looking to Danny who simply nodded.
"Four
days." Aaron repeated for confirmation and received an affirmative nod
from Clark. "When would be a good time for you to meet with Grace?"
Clark and Danny
exchanged looks. Danny shrugged his shoulders as if to say 'it's up to you'.
Clark responded "any time that she's available. We've basically done and
seen everything we had planned.
Aaron picked up
the phone on his desk and presses a couple of buttons. After a short pause he
spoke into the receiver. "Grace, when would you be available to talk with
Clark and Danny about opening a Candle Crafts on the mainland?" There was
a short pause as Grace consulted her calendar. "Tomorrow at eleven?"
He repeated aloud. Clark and Danny both agreed. "Tomorrow at eleven is
fine with them. Yes, I can be here. I'm off tomorrow until five when I have to
be here. What? Grace, you don't have to do that. Yes, I know you're the boss
and I know better than to argue with you. Okay, I'll let them know. Bye."
"What are
you letting us know?" Danny inquired.
"Grace is
taking us to the Surf-N-Turf Palace for lunch tomorrow. Have you guys been
there?"
“No, we haven’t.
We wanted to check it out, but we couldn’t find it.”
“It’s inside
King Kamehameha plaza.”
“Okay, that’s
why we couldn’t find it,” Clark replied. “How’s the food there?”
“It’s great, but
a little on the expensive side. They have two versions of surf-n-turf, prime
rib and lobster tail or filet mignon and mahi mahi.”
“Have you tried
them?” Danny asked; his mouth salivating at the thought.
“I tried the
filet, but not the prime rib. It’s thirty-five dollars.”
“Wow that is
expensive.”
“Yeah, but if
it’s half as good as the filet, it’s worth it.”
“Yeah. Anyway,
guys, I hate to cut this short but I have to get going. I have to be at work in
an hour.” Aaron dropped Clark and Danny back at their car then headed back to
base for a shower, shave and change. Just as he finished getting dressed, his
cell rang. Glancing at the caller ID he noticed that it was Iukekini calling. Do I answer it or not? I don’t really have
anything to say to him. Reluctantly he swiped his finger across the screen
to answer. “Hello?”
“Aaron?”
Iukekini whispered.
“What do you
want?”
“Can we talk?”
“Not now. I’m on
my way to work.”
“What about
tomorrow?”
“I’m busy all
day. Tell you what. Don’t call me, I’ll call you” Aaron replied, hanging up.
Iukekini looked
at his phone sadly. Well, I guess that
answers that.
The next day
Aaron, Clark and Danny met with Grace at the Surf-N-Turf Palace. After their
drinks were ordered, Grace pulled a huge file folder out of her bag. She rifled
through the papers, selecting one and handing it to Clark. “I think the first
step should be getting you certified as a Master Instructor.”
Clark took the
paperwork and looked it over. “But how can I? Isn’t there a test or something
that I need to take?”
“No, it’s a
practical test that would normally be supervised by either Aaron or me.
However, since Aaron has told me on more than one occasion that you taught him
everything he knows, that’s practical enough for me. Fill that out and I’ll
sign off on it. Make sure you put your current home address on it as the
certificate and other papers will be snail-mailed to you.”
Clark shot her a
stunned look. After a few seconds a tear slowly made its way down his cheek.
“Y-y-you’re kidding me, right?”
“No, honey, I’m
not. As I told you before, you, however indirectly, helped make a dream of mine
come true, a dream that has had a positive impact on Candle Crafts and I’ll
forever be grateful to you. This is the very least I can do for you.”
“I don’t know
what to say. I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to repay you for this.”
“I’ll tell you
how you can repay me. Fill out that paperwork so we can get it sent out.” Grace
replied softly.
Their drinks
arrived at that point. While everyone was sipping on them, Clark took a couple
of minutes to quickly fill out the paperwork, handing it back to Grace.
Aaron spoke up.
“Grace, can I do the honors?”
She handed the
paperwork to Aaron with a smirk. “It was my intention from the very beginning.”
She also handed him a “Candle Crafts” pen.
He looked the
paperwork over, finally finding the place to sign his name, which he did with a
flourish. Handing everything back to Grace, he stood and pulled Clark into a
hug, both men crying tears of joy. “I’m so happy for you. I’m honored to be
able to sign off on your certification paperwork. He let go of Clark as soon as
he saw the line forming to hug him, first Danny then Grace. They returned to
their seats as their salads arrived.
By the time the
lunch was over, which Grace insisted on paying for, Clark and Danny had
everything they needed to get started, business plans, license applications,
list of suppliers, everything. Grace even offered to pay Aaron’s expenses to
fly to California and help them get set up. Sometimes it pays to be rich.
At last the time
came for Clark and Danny to head back to the mainland. Everyone exchanged phone
numbers and email addresses.
While not making
any promises, Aaron agreed to visit and help them set up shop, if he could.
After a tearful goodbye, he headed out to Candle Crafts for his shift in the
studio.
After about an
hour, Grace popped into the studio and pulled Aaron aside. “I really like Clark
and Danny. What do you think about the whole situation?”
“If anyone can
make it a go, Clark can. He’s very passionate about candle making.”
“Yes I can see
that. I’d really love to have you go back to the mainland and help them out
when the time comes. I’d pay you a full-time salary.”
“I don’t know…”
he began temporizing.
“You’re thinking
about your situation with Iukekini, aren’t you?” She gently placed a hand on
his arm.
“Yeah, I am. He
would have a total shit-fit if I went.”
“I thought you
broke up with him?”
“I did, but I
still love him. I’m not sure I made the right decision.”
“You need to
talk to him.”
“I know. I’m
just not sure I’d know what to say.”
“You’ll figure
it out. Just follow your heart. I’ll see you later.”
“Okay. I’ll let
you know what I figure out.”
The next day on
his lunch break Aaron got his phone out and dialed. “Iukekini, we need to
talk.”
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