This was the third time. The blond pushed some hair from his face, and continued to listen with growing despair. He was almost sick. How could they be doing this to him? Well, he supposed they didn't even realize what it did to his mind. It, being the sex, between his brother and class senpai.
It gave him a headache. He wished it wasn't like this. Tsukishima pulled off his glasses and slumped back against his bedroom wall. The walls in this house were too thin. Thin enough so he could hear what Delic did nearly every night, and who he brought home.
A lot of the time it was girls, sometimes boys. Sometimes even people from his own class. Like Hachimenroppi. Roppi and Tsuki didn't talk much. In fact, they only spoke once before; Roppi had wanted Tsuki to lend him a pen. A pen he never got back.
The blond didn't really mind, he had a lot of pens you see. He kept losing them anyway. So it didn't matter to him. But from then on, Tsuki started looking for Roppi. Sometimes at lunch, sometimes after school. No one really thought much of him wandering around, no one really thought much of him at all. Tsukishima, the boy that never spoke.
Sometimes the blond found Roppi smoking on the school roof. Come to think of it, that was where he saw Roppi most often. Hachimenroppi sat at the back of the class, Tsuki sat near the front, so he didn't think to look back. One day their eyes met and to Tsuki's shock their eyes were almost the same. But Roppi's seemed to glow. His were just a dull red, rather boring in Tsuki's opinion.
The blond's eyes drifted towards his door and for a moment he considered going to Delic's room and peeking inside. To see this side of Roppi. But if Delic was there he had no doubt he would just walk in and try to kill him.
He found the thought of Roppi doing that with someone made his head ache, and the sounds made him sick. The sight would probably destroy him completely. He'd just have to try and block out the sounds. The moans, gasps, creaking- no. It hurt. He needed to stop thinking about it completely. But what could he do? He didn't have an ipod, or a computer like a lot of people he knew. So he couldn't listen to music. He felt tempted to just walk out of his house, and just walk until morning.
Though, he had school tomorrow. He'd probably fall asleep in the middle of class.
He'd been doing that a lot lately, drifting off. He kept himself up late at night cursing Delic and Hachimenroppi's meeting.
How could Delic, his brother, his unbelievably perverted brother, and Roppi even get along? He honestly thought they'd hate each other. Roppi seemed like the kind of person his brother would despise, and Delic seemed like the sort of person Roppi would find disgusting. For one, Delic's lust, and second, that he was human. Hachimenroppi found humans disguting. He hated them. Hachimenroppi Orihara hated Tsukishima Heiwajima.
Simply because he was human. Completely disregarding everything else. Though Tsuki himself would admit, he wasn't much. He was shy, he wasn't athletic, his grades weren't the best, all Tsuki liked about himself was that he could draw rather well.
But that wasn't very important, in his opinion. Roppi wouldn't care that he could draw. No one cares. Only Tsugaru cared, and Tsugaru was long gone, off to some prefect with old buildings. Tsuki could never remember the name. All he knew was that Tsugaru was happy.
He covered his face at the sound of a loud groan, most likely from Roppi, and sighed in relief as the majority of the sounds disappeared. All that was left were shallow breaths from both his brother and senpai. Soon, Roppi would leave, Delic would shower, and Tsuki would attempt to pull himself from his misery corner and get a glass of water. As it was every Tuesday.
Delic had told him the last Tuesday that "His lay last night would be coming more often soon". Which meant that Roppi and… Delic. Would be doing that more. Which meant more pain for Tsuki.
He didn't even know why he felt pain. He just did. It wasn't something he could explain. It really was a wonder to him. Sometimes he in fact wondered why he felt the pain, but that just caused more. As well as confusion.
So he just gave up.