_You know how they say to get up and try again once you fail? In this case, why would anyone be able to?_

I ventured through the forest on a bleak day, utterly distraught. Nothing was fair anymore. No matter how hard I tried, nothing would ever go the way I wanted. That was the way I lived by. No one else had that rule.
Kicking up some dust from the ground, I spotted a small stream. I wasn't used to going outside. I was forced to stay inside every day, enduring such terrible things... but that was in the past. I finally had my freedom back.
As I walked forward to the edge of the stream, I noticed a figure under the water. It was dark and bobbing up and down, as if they were trying to escape.
I couldn't swim... but I had to save them!
I waded into the surprisingly deep water, feeling the current tugging at my body and pushing me every which way. I extended my arm blindly, reaching for the other person.
They popped their head up from the drowning stream, grasping on to my hand. The boy was struggling to stay above the water, flailing around mindlessly.
I turned around half-way and dragged him along with me, falling under the water and jumping back up.
"...Thank you," he managed to blubber, cowering close to me as I stepped out of the stream. He tumbled down on the grass beside me, choking up water.
"Yeah, yeah. Next time, don't try to kill yourself."
"You're one to talk! You couldn't swim, either, dummy. What are you doing here, anyway? I've never seen anyone else out here..."
"I have nowhere else to go. What's your name?" I asked. He seemed to be about the same age as me; eighteen, that is.
"Giritake. And you?"
"Honagawa."
Before I knew it, the boy was handing me something strange. It was a fish.
"What the heck is this for?" I snapped.
"I caught it while I was trying to swim. I bet you're hungry, too, right? I have a fire out here," Giritake answered, grinning.
"You're really strange. I like it!"
"Hey, in that orphanage, were there any cute girls?" he pressed, leaning closer to me so that his face was mere inches away.
"H-How did you know I was in an orphanage...? No, it was an orphanage for all boys," I retorted.
"Well, you can hear their screams from here. I saw another kid in this forest once. He told me he came from the orphanage, and he told me everything about it. The next day, he wasn't anywhere to be seen. Creepy, right? But I want to know more about that place. What do they do to you there?"
He sure was annoying.
"As if I'd tell you anything. I'm lucky I made it out alive, anyway," I sighed.
"Aw, I'm sorry for upsetting you. Here, I'll make it up to you."
Suddenly, the male had his lips on mine, kissing me sweetly. He pulled away quickly, a perverted expression on his face.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" I demanded.
"It was a kiss. Was it your first? I'm glad, if so. What, do you have something against boys?" he pouted.
"Wipe that stupid smug look off your face. I don't have anything against them... in fact, I'm gay. I just hate smirking idiots. It wasn't my first kiss at all," I growled.
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"Honagawa... Honagawa, what are you going to do to us? I thought you were my boyfriend! We were going to escape together!" one of the distraught boys screamed.
"I don't want to die in a cage..." another whimpered.
"You made him hurt me. Do you have any sympathy for what I went through? Do you even understand? No, you fuckers don't understand at all! You weren't abused like I was! Now you'll pay!"
I started laughing, bringing the chainsaw down on the first one, the one who caused the most pain.
His screams of agony and excruciating pain filled the room, along with the sound of the loud chainsaw cutting into his limbs. The other males crawled to the corners of the cage, straying away from me in terror. I sliced open the boy's body, amputating his head from the rest of his body. Blood flew everywhere, on to all of the other boys who betrayed me.
"STOP! PLEASE! HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG!" someone pleaded, screaming in horror.
I turned to look at him, angered.
"Don't worry, you're next."
I shut off the chainsaw, nearing the other male and grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, forcing him on to the bloodied body.
"WAIT, NO! DON'T DO THIS! STOP!"
I picked up the ax lying on the floor, holding it above his head.
"What did we do to deserve this...?"
I chose not to pity him, instead hacking away on his body while laughing manically. It wasn't play time anymore.
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"So you'll go out with me some day? You're pretty hot yourself," he chimed.
Why would it matter? You're just another one of them.
"Go kiss a pig or something, asshole. I'm going now," I sighed, standing up and wiping the mud off my knees.
"Wait, don't go! I'll kiss a pig, if you want me to! It's been a really long time since I've seen another person. Please stay, I want to be your friend," Giritake moaned, grabbing my wrist.
"They'll find me if I stay here... they have hundreds of guards, who's to say they aren't out searching? Besides, it's dark out. They'd have to go searching for me at this time," I shuddered.
"It'll be okay, because I'll be the one protecting you. I'm good at things like this. Trust me... no one comes into this forest and survives. I'm the only one here. They say whoever comes into this forest dies... but if you stay with me, you'll live. Those guys won't find you. I'll hurt them if they do! Just look at you... you're pitiful. Did those damn idiots do this to you?" he cursed, pulling me back on the ground.
"Bastard, I don't want to get muddy again! What are you even saying?" I sneered.
"Don't try to hide it from me. When we were in the water, your shirt rode up a little, and I saw scars all over you. Tell me what they did to you, Honagawa," he whispered, his eyes darkening.
Why was he pretending to act so kind? It wasn't funny anymore!
"Fuck you, I'm not telling you anything! Leave me alone! I told you I'd go!"
Giritake pounced on me, pinning me to the ground with my wrists above my head, pulling my shirt up hastily.
"What the... hell...?"
I gritted my teeth, jerking my eyes closed. He skimmed a cold finger against one of my wounds, breathing heavily.
"They all deserve to die out. You didn't deserve any of this. You're so skinny... and those bastards gave you burn marks and bruises. They will pay someday. I'm sure I don't know what you've gone through at all, but... I'd like to make you feel better. Stay with me and we'll get through everything together," he mumbled, putting my shirt back down.
Wasn't he supposed to take everything else off, too...? Wasn't he supposed to grant me the pain of splitting my body apart? Wasn't he going to do it?
"You... don't touch me ever again! Hell no I'm not staying with you! I don't trust anyone anymore, let alone someone I just-" I started.
He covered my mouth with his hand, getting low to the ground beside me. His eyes were narrowed in disbelief.
I followed where he was facing, feeling terror fill my body as flashlight beams were moving along the ground. I glanced up to see guards of the orphanage searching for me.
"Follow me..."
We both stood up quietly, watching as they traversed along the path beside the stream. Giritake grabbed my wrist and made a run for it, swiftly and silently streaking along the grass. He suddenly threw me against the base of a tree, standing still.
Angered, I looked back, wanting to snap at him. However, I realized that two of the guards had grabbed on to him and were questioning him.
I shifted a little, gasping as I felt my whole body falling. I thought I was going to die or something until I hit the ground again.
I noticed that the place was long and spacey, so I stood up again. It was some sort of underground home, opening up more as you went further. That kid was clever.
I raced forward, curious. There was a square-shaped room that was built by soil itself. Strangely, there was furniture inside there.
Sitting beside one wall was a couch. On the other side was a bed, and a few handheld consoles were spread around, along with books and art supplies. There was also a mini fridge... but I had no idea how it worked. When I opened it up, there was everything possible inside. Vegetables, grains, dairy, fats, you name it!
"That kid sure is something..."
At the front of the bed sat a giant pile of money. I knew he didn't have a job, so it was impossible for him to get money.
"He... stole it!"
"Stole what?"
I whirled around to see Giritake standing there with a smug smile. I almost wanted to smack it off his face.
"You stole this money, didn't you? How did you get that fridge to be cold?" I demanded.
"I did steal it. I steal a lot of things. It's really fun, considering I can teleport and all so that they'll never catch me... just tell me what you want and I'll get you it. If you're wondering about the fridge, I don't even know the answer. I just bought it for show and put a chocolate bar in it, but magically it was cold when I got it out again. You have yet to understand my thought process," he answered.
"Why did you steal...? That's illegal! You robbed people of their money!"
"It isn't robbing, it's giving to the poor, now isn't it? Did you really think I'd just live like some homeless trash? It's fun down here. I know it's illegal to steal, but I've only stolen a few things so far."
"Giritake... fine, have it your way. You're right, I don't understand you. What exactly is... that...?" I inquired, pointing down to a picture.
The picture was of some angelic-looking boy with angel wings, but it only showed the upper part of his body. He seemed to be without his clothes on, and he was reaching out for something while facing forward. It was miraculously drawn, and completely accurate with whoever the figure was. It was _beautiful_.
"N-Nothing!"
With that, he snatched the drawing up and held it to his chest, a sort of depressed look in his eyes.
"It's really good," I praised him.
"No, no, I was going to toss it into the stream like I usually do. They're all just trash," he laughed nervously.
I scanned the other contents on the ground to see three other pictures. One was of a kid staring out a window with a look of pain on his face, the second one was of the stream, and the last one was of Giritake himself.
"Who's that kid? Who are these people?" I pried.
"That kid is someone I saw when looking at the orphanage window. I saw him walk away from the window again, and I heard terrible sounds. The other... the other... was my boyfriend."
"Oh, I'm sorry..."
"Yeah, it was a while ago anyway."
I looked over to the couch to see a rack hanging beside it... with clothes! And hangers! And pants sitting on the ground in a stack... and there was some sort of washer/dryer thing beside them!
"HOW DO YOU DO THAT?"
"I'm cool, right? If you want, you can live here, too."
"I'm already living somewhere, _thank you_," I refused.
"Hm... that's too bad, we have a lifetime supply of every type of food EVER, along with as much chocolate as you want... they never gave that to you at the orphanage, did they?"
"To be honest, they only ever gave us a few things, such as bread and soup or milk and carrots... what does chocolate taste like? I've seen guards eating it and all," I asked.
"That's sad. No wonder you're so thin. You probably don't go outside, considering you're that pale. I'll let you in on the time of your life, though. The secret... is to do whatever you want! It's your life, so live it as you please! I'll do anything for your life, sexy," Giritake purred, clutching on to my arm tightly.
"Fuck off, pervert. I'm not going to live by your stupid rule. I do what I want," I grunted.
"That is what my rule implies. You do what you want," he supplied.
"Whatever... are those guys gone yet?"
"Yep! I told them I haven't seen another human for months, and they believed me. They told me everything about you. Height, weight, size of your peni-"
"Liar!"
"I know, I know, I'm playing with you. Honagawa is a unique name. It really fits your personality, somehow... even though it's just a bunch of letters jumbled together. Isn't that what my name is, too? I'm sorry, I'm not myself today. I want to go to Nara Dreamland," Giritake pouted.
"It isn't just a bunch of letters. My mom named some special tree that she visited often 'Honagawa' and decided to name me that, too. That tree was burnt down years ago. Your name fits you, as well. I don't know much about the world, but... isn't Nara Dreamland some amusement park that was abandoned years ago?" I questioned.
"Interesting. What do you mean it was abandoned? I went there years ago! It was so beautiful!" he squealed.
"You went there?"
"Mhm."
"Cool. Giritake, do you have some sort of bedtime?" I probed.
"Yeah, I do. I have a watch under my bed. It's time to go to sleep now. Honagawa, I'm not going to let you sleep outside alone. It's surprisingly warm in here, and I know you have nowhere else to sleep, so sleep on my bed. It's big enough for two, and I won't do anything perverted to you."
"I'm not sleeping anywhere near you."
"Fine, I'll sleep on the couch."
He walked over to the couch and laid down, closing his eyes.
"There's a lightswitch by the bed. Don't ask how it works, it just does."
Sighing, I strided over to the blue bed topped with multiple blankets and flicked the light off, sliding inside the covers. It was warmer than anything I had ever felt in my life, and softer...
Typically, when I was cozy enough, I'd fall right asleep.
But something about Giritake was nagging me.
After ten minutes of lying there and trying to go to sleep, I heard him emit a sound.
"Can't sleep either, can you? Honestly, I-"
"Come over here already."
"Really...?"
"Yes."
He gave an enlightened noise and raced over, somehow avoiding all the scattered toys and junk. He slipped in beside me, facing the other way. He seemed happy, which gave me reassurance.
"Honagawa, you'll be safe with me..."
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I woke up with Giritake's face nudged against my chest and his arms clutching my shirt. He was snoring in a cat-like manner, his hair mussed and random.
I wanted to yell at him, but something stopped me. Maybe it was that blissful expression on his face, and maybe it was the way he held me... I didn't know.
I glanced around the room to see a bag sitting in the middle that hadn't been there before. I leaned my head up to see the contents, only to observe that there were types of shampoos, toothbrushes, toothpastes, and soaps...
I moved back down, shocked. When had he snatched them? Where did he get his water from, anyway?
I lightly sniffed Giritake's hair, smelling some sort of honey scent. It was definitely slightly damp, too.
I had to admit, everything he did caught me by surprise. He sure was unique.
"You having fun smelling my hair, weirdo? Do you want to take a bath, too?" he murmured drowsily, pulling away from my shirt.
"Move! I don't know what you're saying!"
I shoved him off the bed and into the dirt, laughing.
Wait... we were surrounded by dirt... wasn't that gross?
This dirt was special, too. There weren't any bugs as far as I could see. It was _clean_ dirt!
"There's a shallow part of the stream... where I like to take baths. You could do it, too. In case you haven't noticed, no one goes through this forest and no animals are around. I won't peek," he suggested, scratching his head.
"I don't trust you. When did you have time to steal more stuff, anyway?" I sighed.
"While you were sleeping. I paid for it all, though. I'll stay in here, so go do as you please already."
"You're so annoying... fine."
I got up from the bed, thinking about it.
"Can I borrow something?"
"Oh, that's right! I got something that reminded me of you last night. Here!"
He suddenly threw some clothes at me. I looked down to see a pair of black skinny jeans, a black hoodie with a dark gray shirt, some really awesome looking knee high combat boots, and a spiked collar.
"H-How did you... know?"
For the years I was in the orphanage, they always gave me clothes that didn't match me at all. But somehow... Giritake knew exactly what I liked.
"I was thinking about what would look right on my sexy Honagawa, so I got you that. Do you like i-"
I instinctively wrapped my arms around Giritake and hugged him, as if it were the normal thing to do. I felt like I was doing a good thing, just by hugging him that one time...
"Thank you."
With that, I flicked him on the head and stalked down the hall, careful not to sink into the dirt.
"By the way, you can't sink. I know because I jump in here all the time."
How did he read my thoughts so easily...?
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"I'm ba- what are you doing?"
I saw Giritake sitting on the edge of the bed with his feet on the ground, drawing some sort of picture again.
"N-Nothing! Woah... you're so hot!"
"Shut up, gaywad."
He accidentally dropped the paper in his embarrassment, gaping.
I inspected the picture... only to see that it was of me... in the outfit I was wearing... flicking water off my hair... and standing by the stream.
"You saw nothing!"
"I did see it! Toss it, toss it! Don't draw pictures of me, dumbass!" I screeched, scowling at him.
"You're such a tsundere. I got it dead on, didn't I? And you'll never know how I did it! Mwahaha!"
"You're the one with the twisted personality! Don't tell me you were... watching me! Were you?" I demanded.
"Nope."
"Then how would you have done it, stupid?"
"It's a secret. You were also talking to yourself about something. What was it, huh?" Giritake probed, standing up and gliding behind me.
"That's something I'm not telling you. There were just these guys I really hated. I got my revenge."
The revenge of killing all of them.
"What kind of weapons did you use, hm...?"
He did know! He knew something!
"I didn't hit them, idiot!" I fought back.
"Yeah, yeah, just kidding. You look like someone... who would be good with knives. Or maybe it's guns. Probably both. I prefer daggers," he commented.
I flipped out when he licked the back of my neck, turning around to punch him in the face. He was gone!
"Damn you..."
"Ha, you're too slow!" a voice appeared from behind me.
"I give up. How did you do that, anyway?"
"Magic! No, really, I have this weird power to teleport. Pretty snazzy, eh? B-But... I can't teleport to Nara Dreamland... WHY? WHY MUST MY LIFE BE SO TERRIBLE?" he fake sobbed.
"I'll take you to Nara Dreamland sometime, so shut up. I bet you'd be whining the whole time that your dreams were crushed by all the overgrown plants and crap, so you'd get caught by some security guards and then arrested. Face it, you could never pull it off," I grumbled.
"Honagawa, do you go to school?"
"School... no. We had some weird school thing in the orphanage. If you got lower than a 100 on a test or quiz, you'd get kicked for not being good enough. Luckily I studied for all those quizzes and tests... but others didn't. It doesn't really matter anymore, huh?"
"Come to school with me tomorrow. It'll be really fun, I already have a few friends!" he exclaimed, bouncing over to the fridge and taking something out. He tossed it into my hands once more.
The item I was holding was some sort of sub sandwich with piles of meat on it, along with mustard and lettuce.
"If their personalities are as bad as yours, I don't want to be near them," I sighed, making sure there was no poison inside before bringing it to my mouth.
"No, they're nothing like me! There's this boy with cat ears growing inside his head named Tadaran, and there's this guy who looks after him named Kimikado. There's also Kokari and his boyfriend, Tsuyuka, but they usually only talk to each other. You should become friends with them, too," he voiced.
"I can't just randomly transfer in, can I?"
"Why not? Besides, they'd have to let your cute face in!"
I swiveled around and smacked him on the arm, munching on the surprisingly delicious sub. He quickly tore a piece off and ate it teasingly, sticking his tongue out at me.
"You're like a child. I bet your parents were disappointed when they had you. They should have called you Nara Dreamland instead of Giritake... whatever your last name is. What is it, anyway?" I asked.
"That's a secret! Follow me, sexy," he murmured, grasping my arm and pulling me over to the empty area to the right of the fridge. He pressed his hand against the dirt wall. Just after, it disappeared out of thin air... only to be replaced with yet another hallway!
"What the crap...? Damn this place is weird... you're weirder than it is."
"Come on, it's fun!" Giritake exclaimed, forcing me along with him.
We ran along the hallway until we ended up somewhere completely different.
"How the hell did you...?"
"It isn't as great as Nara Dreamland, but I tried. Do you like it?"
"Heck yeah!"
I stared up at the waterpark, which was complete with slides, roller coasters with water, pools, lazy rivers, and everything you could imagine! It was all lit up by torches, too.
"I'm glad. It's really fun with you around, you know," he chided.
"It's really fun without you around," I fired back.
"Meanie. Here, you'll want these."
He tossed me a pair of swimming trunks, nodding off to an area somewhere near the left. It led to a bathroom! He even had that much!
"How is all of this underground, anyway? Couldn't you get famous for having something like this underground?" I asked.
"I prefer to keep a low profile so that people won't know my name at all. I have all the money I could want."
"Oh, I almost forgot. You steal all your money."
"You're part incorrect. I worked at some of those shops and took things without anyone knowing, smashing some of the cameras so that they wouldn't see me taking items. I smashed the registers and took all the money out, too. They have no proof I did it because there are no traces left behind. I am very careful about what I do. I'm going to build my own Nara Dreamland with all my money!"
"You're delusional. Fine, I'll go swimming with you. You're not allowed to look at me in a creepy way, though."
"Don't count on it," he said.
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When I arrived back at the center, I saw Giritake lying on his back in a pool with his eyes closed.
"Giritake, if you can't swim, why did you make this place?" I asked, striding over.
He peeked up from one eye, curious.
"I can swim just fine. That stream is just really strong, so it pushes you under, like when you get far out into an ocean. You look really sexy right now. Can I have a piece?" he purred, falling into the water and standing, watching me intently.
"Hell no you can't _have a piece_! I'm staying as far away from you as possible," I grumbled, darting along the hard ground. Giritake was rapidly swimming through the pool, trying to chase after me.
"Honagawa, don't leave me! Haha, I can follow you wherever you go..."
I felt his hands secured on my arms, scaring the heck out of me. He pressed his face against my back, his body warm behind mine.
Feeling his wet hair along my bare skin... why didn't I want to shake it off of me? How come I felt that way...?
"Get the fuck away, fairy," I commanded.
"Don't you like getting hugged? You're so mean," he whined, prancing away.
Every time someone hugged me, it was so that another person could pin me down and hurt me. Why didn't he just do the same thing?
"Giritake, are we supposed to be friends or something...?"
He turned around. For a split second, I started thinking that he wasn't as terrible as I made him out to be. And maybe that I... liked him.
"Of course we're friends! But I still love you, you know... just come on!"
How could someone talk about love so easily...? Just like those guys, saying they loved me, but they all ran off when I was getting tortured and beat. For some reason, I couldn't imagine Giritake running off. I didn't love any of those guys, I just gave them a chance. They were all so terrible.
"You're stupid. How can you love someone you don't even know a thing about?" I grumbled, following him up to a slide.
"Are you stupid? I know a lot about you. You're one of those tsundere people who don't reveal their feelings, and you're stubborn. Your size is 12 inches, you're 5''8, and your hair was originally black, but you dyed it dark brown. Am I right? Oh, and your middle name is Sushi," Giritake voiced.
"Stalker! Pervert! You wouldn't know any of that... how did you... do it? What the fuck? How would you know my middle name is Sushi?" I demanded.
"I can see right through your emotions. I never thought you'd be so big..."
"Shut up. It isn't like you're going to see it ever in your whole lifetime. Friends aren't stalkers who know that much about you," I argued.
"But I love you, so I should know that much about you. You saved my life, after all!" he exclaimed, sauntering over to me slyly and grabbing my hands.
"Fuck off. I already love someone."
"Really? Who is it?"
"His name is... Sunayoki! Yeah, that's it," I retorted.
"From school? I see..."
That was a real person? That wasn't even a real Japanese name! Well, neither was mine, but... that wasn't the point.
What if he was actually really ugly? What if he was mean? Did Giritake think I liked mean people?
"Well, whatever."
"Good choice, Honagawa... good choice."
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"WAKE UP! You're coming to school with me, remember? Here's some clothes," Giritake's all-too-cheerful voice awoke me from my slumber.
"Nnnh... I don't wanna!" I complained, turning away from him.
"I'll let you see Sunayoki."
I turned around, pretending I was interested in the guy, and got out of bed. Giritake actually enjoyed sleeping on the couch, so he didn't bother me too much.
I yanked the clothes from his hand and touched the wall where the secret hall was, darting through and heading toward the bathroom.
As I stumbled into the room and into a stall, I couldn't shake the feeling that Giritake was up to something. I didn't know exactly what it was...
"He's up to no good..."
That day had different clothes. There was a dark green shirt with a black cat's face on it, along with more black jeans and blue Converse shoes. I reached into my pocket and grasped the spiked collar, strapping it around my neck.
I wondered briefly how Giritake even knew my boxer size. Maybe he really was a nice person... looking after me and all...
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"Class, this is our new student, Honagawa, who wishes not to share his last name. I hope all of you treat him with respect and become friends with him," the teacher announced, pointing over to the empty seat beside Giritake.
I sat down carefully before everyone in the class suddenly rushed over with tons of questions, confusing me even more. As Giritake tried to push everyone away, I scanned the room to see that there was one boy who remained sitting, staring out the window boredly two desks in front of me. He was someone interesting.
I stood up and strided over to the plain male, watching as the teacher exited the room to get paperwork or something.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" I asked, tapping him on the shoulder.
He looked up at me, and I felt some sort of thudding in my heart. He had silky black hair and murky gray eyes, like some sort of anime character. I was so entranced by him...
"What's wrong with me? I didn't do anything wrong."
"Who are you?"
"Sunayoki. Just take those stupid girls off my hands... they were getting annoying," he grunted.
This was Sunayoki...
He couldn't talk to me like that...
"Hey, stop acting bitchy like you're better than I am!" I snapped.
"Honagawa, what are you doing talking to him like that?" Giritake muttered, grabbing on to my arm.
"Just leave me alone already..." Sunayoki sighed, looking out the window again.
"I'm not going to _leave you alone_, dammit. I'm not going to have another person treating me like I'm garbage, you hear? All of you need to fuck off!" I insisted, turning around and pointing at all the prissy girls, along with the stupid guys.
"Honagawa, if you talk like that, no one will like you... and you'll go to detention, too. Sunayoki hasn't done anything wrong. You're not supposed to act like that at school..." Giritake commented, tugging on my arm obnoxiously.
"You're right."
I moved back over to my seat just as the teacher walked in, smirking at her. Everyone in the class seemed to be horrified of me already, making sure they didn't make eye contact with me. It was just how I liked it.
After the class was over and everyone left the classroom, a girl walked up to me in the hallway, her eyes glistening.
"I... I love what you did earlier! It was so cool! I hope you do more things like that!" she squeaked.
"Uh... thanks...?"
"Why don't you release your stress sometime, by using me...? I'm available whenever you want me to be. I mean... at night, that is."
She was another slut wanting sex, that was it!
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested."
"Why not? Are you gay or something? No one has to know about it, trust me. You could sneak out of the house and meet me at my place... please?"
As long as Giritake didn't know, it would be fine. I never got the chance to date a girl, afterall. There were only boys in that orphanage.
"Okay. No, I'm not gay. When do you want to meet up?" I inquired.
"At 12:00, a house four houses away from this school, and the color is yellow. My parents won't be home until tomorrow," she suggested, moving her huge boobs.
"Fine, I'll be there."
A few hours after that sentence was said, Giritake was pulling me along for lunch, forcing me to sit down at a table with his four other friends. They all stared at me silently before one of them spoke out.
"Giri-chan has a cute friend!" he exclaimed, laughing cheerfully. He had strange cat ears sticking out of his head, like a real life neko. He had black hair and clothes similar to mine, but his eyes were a piercing blue.
"Giritake, why didn't you tell us about him?" the guy beside the other one asked. He had brown hair and green eyes, along with some sort of laid back personality.
"I only met him yesterday, plus his sexiness overload would be too much for you!" Giritake answered, stuffing popcorn into his mouth. That pig.
"Idiot," I muttered under my breath.
"What's his name?" the neko kitty boy asked.
"His name is Honagawa. Honagawa, this is Tadaran, the kitty, and this is Kimikado. That's Kokari and his boyfriend, Tsuyuka," he introduced, moving his finger right to everyone. The only one who stuck me as very weird was Tadaran, but Kokari was weird, too. He had brown hair and black streaks, but something about him was off. He was deathly quiet, observing me silently with an arm wrapped around Tsuyuka, who had brown hair and hazel eyes.
"How did you two meet?" Kimikado asked.
"I almost drowned and he saved me! Honagawa's really awesome, and he's gay, so we don't have to worry about anything," Giritake said.
"Gawa-chan, come to the bathroom with me so I can see if yours is cute like Kimi's!" Tadaran yelped, his ears twitching.
My... what?
"Tadaran, no! What does it look like when it isn't cute, anyway?" Kimikado sighed.
"The cute ones are the pale ones. The darker it is, the uglier," Tadaran replied.
Did he understand what he was talking about at all? Was this some sort of penis color fetish?
"...I think we need a talk later on. You're such a weirdo, I swear. Kokari, where were you yesterday? I tried to contact you guys..."
"O-Oh, that isn't important..." Tsuyuka muttered, getting flustered all of a sudden.
"I've got it! You two are secretly dating, aren't you?" I asked Tadaran and Kokari.
"Kimi likes another guy, one who's cuter than Ta-chan," Tadaran whimpered.
"Tadaran, no! No one is cuter than you!"
It was so painfully obvious that they were meant for each other. What guy would call another guy cute if he didn't have feelings for him? Or maybe they were super femme gays...
"But I've seen him, and he's cute when he kisses you! Kimi, how come you left school one day with him saying you had something important to do? Tadaran wants to know!"
"W-Well, uh... he has this pet cat, and I knew you'd be obsessed with it because you love cats... so I didn't want you following him around asking to see his cat... we kept it a secret," Kimikado explained.
Too bad, I see right through your lie! You had sex with that guy and didn't want your innocent friend to feel bad.
"K-Kitty...? Kitty! I want to see the kitty, too!"
"I knew this would happen. Tadaran, something bad happened, which was why I went there with him. He had to put his cat to sleep... as in, it never wakes up. Ever."
"NO! You're evil to the kitty!"
"The cat was sick, Tadaran, and would have died anyway."
"Poor kitty..."
"That is quite unfortunate. I know how you feel. My parents are divorced," Kokari voiced strongly, his voice deep and hypnotizing. It wasn't a surprise Tsuyuka was drawn to him.
"Kimi, what does divorce mean?" the kitty inquired, pawing at his arm.
Was he stupid, or just extremely cute...?
"It means two people who love each other grow unhappy with each other, so they make it so that they aren't married anymore. In most cases, most divorces don't end happily, meaning the two people never get back together," he described.
"That sounds terrible. Is Kimi going to do that to his boyfriend, too?"
"If I did, it wouldn't be a divorce, it would be called breaking up with him, which is way more common between people who are dating. But if you break up, there's a good chance you'll get back together again."
"Woah... Kimi knows a lot of words! He's so smart!" Tadaran gasped.
"N-No, really... everyone knows those simple words."
"HEY! That was dirty!" Tsuyuka yelled.
"I couldn't help it. You looked so vulnerable," Kokari responded.
I heard a ton of giggling and squealing, so I followed the sound. It led me right to Sunayoki, who still looked as bored as hell. Why was he leading them on in the first place?
"Honagawa, no, bad boy. I thought you said you liked Sunayoki...?" Giritake questioned, passing me a rice ball and some sushi.
"I do, but I'm sick of that attitude he has," I grunted.
"This school has certain stereotypes. There's the extremely popular one, Sunayoki, who is indifferent no matter what happens. There's those clingy girls, who come in groups and flaunt over him for no reason. There's the average kids, such as Ren... There's also the kids who don't say much, like Kokari and Tsuyuka. Then there's me... and there's Tadaran... and Kimikado. We're probably the weirdest group, no matter how you look at it," he explained.
"That's for sure."
"Hey, I do talk! I just don't have a lot to say," Tsuyuka urged.
"You aren't exactly quiet at my place," Kokari pointed out.
"W-Well, that's because... wait, you're thinking perverted things!"
"I was not."
"I sure was. Do you two do it?" Giritake questioned them.
"No! You're so gross, Giritake," Tsuyuka sighed.
"So you want to keep it a secret? Okay, I see how it is now," Kokari stated.
"It isn't a secret if it never even happened anyway!"
"Kimi, what are they talking about?" Tadaran whispered.
"Nothing important. Um... can we go to the bathroom for a minute?" Kimikado questioned, eying Tsuyuka and Giritake dangerously.
"Okay, Kimi!" Tadaran squealed, grabbing on to his arm and pulling him out of the lunchroom.
"You guys seriously did it, though, didn't you?" Giritake pressed.
Tsuyuka banged his head on the table.
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I stood up from the bed, tiptoeing across the entrance hall so that Giritake wouldn't know. That girl was right. I had to release stress somehow, right...? There was still that nagging feeling that I shouldn't be doing it. I felt sick. Why were guys so attracted to girls in the first place?
"Nnnh... Honagawa, don't go to Pancake Heaven without me... look, I appeared in Nara Dreamland... I miss your sexy face..." Giritake grumbled in his sleep from behind me. He even had dreams about me?
I moved along the dark hall, grabbing the edge of the hole and hoisting myself up. The forest was almost completely dark... but there were lights. Flashlights!
Terror-stricken, I raced along the grass as fast as I could, dodging every shadowed tree in sight. I heard footsteps chasing after me, my heart beating fast.
"After him!" a guard's voice shouted. I picked up the pace, jumping across a ravine and soaring through the forest. Thorns and thickets pricked at my bare arms, going through my thin pajama pants and sticking me in the leg. Biting back the pain, I forged onward. If I got caught again... I would have to be tortured.
With that in mind, I exited the vast forest at full speed, stopping to breathe. They had given up the chase, and I was free.
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I appeared in front of the yellow house, which was dimly lit. I carefully stepped up the wooden stairs and knocked on the black front door. Almost immediately, a girl appeared... wearing a half-cup bra and some lacy panties.
"You look like you just got thrown into a pit of thorns! What happened?"
"I was running through a forest. Look, I have no experience with any of this, so if you could assist me, that would help a lot."
"It won't be too hard... as long as you're hard."
Hard? What did she mean?
"U-Um..."
"Just come with me!"