Title: Sex
Anime: School Days
Pairings: MakotoXSekai, MakotoXKotonoha
Set: Somewhere in the middle of the series
I'm currently re-watching the series, so I'm not even in the middle of it anymore, so I'm sorry if this sucked. I'm on episode 2. I love this series (not sure why), and it inspires fanfiction from me. There'll be more of this, but not this fanfic. It's just a one shot. It's rated 'T' because this doesn't actually have sex.
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Sex. It sends feelings to your brain, that word alone. It sometimes makes relationships, but is often there to break relationships, it seemed.
Speaking of such things sends chills down your spine, strikes you with fear, surprises you, and throws your emotions into a whirlwind. You do foolish things for sex.
Sometimes, it's because you're having sex that you're foolish.
He had her in public places, in private places, and in places where people could see or hear them so that she'd be filled with worry as he used her. Now, she was sitting on a bench on the school's roof as he practiced sucking her nipples. She gasped. It's not that he was doing it wrong, but he was being a little rough.
"Slow down, Makoto. Kotonoha might not like it this rough when you do this with her." Sekai said. She was sure that she was doing this for him. For her. For them.
She was doing this for herself, and she knew it.
She hated the humiliation. She hated what she did to herself. She hated that he was thinking about another girl while he did this to her. Of course, she taught him to do that, saying that 'Kotonoha' and thinking 'Kotonoha ' was practice for their relationship. She was just making sure that when they finally had sex, it'd be smooth sailing from then on, and he wouldn't need her anymore. She'd be okay with going back to being normal friends.
She did everything to convince herself that it was true.
Setsuna wasn't convinced. She knew from the beginning that Sekai wanted Makoto, and since she wanted the world for Sekai—ironic, really—she wanted Sekai to have him. If she could have him, it would be the closest she'd ever get to having Makoto, herself. She could be fine with that.
Sekai stole him from everyone in the name of all that is good: to prepare him for a girl that she set him up with, which only made him want her more. She heard stories from Setsuna about him because Setsuna has feelings for him, and that's what started her feelings, so since Setsuna feels responsible for this nonsense, she always scolds her friend, telling her that he needs to leave Kotonoha. It has to be Sekai, and no other girl.
One day, under constant pressure from her friend, she finally said that she'd end all of this, and stop stringing Kotonoha along, but it was a lie.
She closed her bedroom door in her house all alone. She was about to call Makoto, but pressed the 'end' button instead, and turned her phone off.
"I'm so sorry…" she whispered to no one in particular. That nobody she whispered an apology to was everyone she was hurting, and everyone she'd ever hurt.
She slid down against the door until she was on her knees, and then pulled her knees in front of her so she could bury her face in them and cry, digging her nails into her arms to try and ease her emotional pain somehow, someway.
God knows she wished she could make it stop.
END