Disclaimer: Minekura Kazuya owns the stuff. Duh.
A/N: This is my first Araiso fic… please go easy on me… Any kind of review is appreciated, though….
Chapter 1 : Bittersweet Daydreams
Dammit.
He's at it again.
"K-k-kubo-chan…"
He must be a sadist, torturing me to oblivion with his suggestive gestures…
Kubota advanced on Tokitou and managed to pin him to the locker area.
His suggestive words…
"Tokitou…. Let's do this before… before I…."
What's annoying is, I don't know if he knows that at all. I couldn't bring myself to ask….
But best friends tell each other everything, right?
Wrong.
I'm not planning to let him know. Not even a scrap or clue of that information….
Because I don't want to.
Because I don't want to hear him laughing about it.
Because I don't want him to tell me not to take him seriously.
Because I don't want him saying, "It's just a joke."
Spectators were either freaked out , disgusted, or delighted.
Because I'm afraid.
Afraid to get hurt by those four simple words. Ironic, huh? That a great bully-basher such as myself is afraid of four mere words.
Pathetic?
I guess so.
Rejection is a very painful thing…
And if it comes from Kubota…. My Kubo-chan…
I don't know what I would do….
Because then, life would be meaningless.
But despite everything, no one dared to come one step nearer.
Get a grip, Tokitou!
As if he would ever feel the same way…
But for those few minutes…
For those short fragments of time when he would stay so close….
Kubota's face inched closer and closer to Tokitou's, their noses almost touching.
And whisper things in my ear…
"Ne, Tokitou…." Kubota breathed.
I can at least pretend…
But as I said, it never lasts…
"You promised me you'll help me with my History homework before we come to class!"
There's always that punch line to bring me back out into reality like a bucket of unwanted ice-cold water.
"C'mon, there's not much time left…" Kubota pushed on.
There's always that small amount of pain, but no matter…
Those few precious moments of heaven is definitely worth it…
So I'll let things stay as they are.
That way I wouldn't lose my stolen paradise…
Even if it's all a farce that serves to mess with the whole student body's mind…
Everyone released the breath they never realized they were holding. Some out of relief; others of disappointment.
I'll live with it.
Tokitou sighed.
Even if in the end, the recipient of the joke….
"Yare, yare… Let's get going, then…"
Is actually me.
TBC
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A/N: Short, ne? Sorry for that… I didn't want to overdo Tokitou's rantings…. How was it? Good? Bad? Whatever? Please review!