Yaoi: A Taste of Chaos.
There are times in life that you just can't explain something. These times have a certain feeling, or sight. Sometimes, these things take your breath away. Personally, my breath has always been in my lungs. People used to call me anti-social, illogical, even emotionless. Point is, there just wasn't much that interested me. That changed the day we moved.
My mother decided to marry some guy with money to his name, just so she could shop practically 24/7. We were moving to a larger town. I went from being in a private school, to a public school. Things seemed fine on the surface, but things had gotten rough. Frank decided my mother wasn't good enough for him anymore. He started seeing people behind her back. When she found out she said he could, so long as he didn't bring them home.
I hated her for that. I was sick of her need for new things, sick of her silly objects of pleasure. I never wanted this kind of shit to happen. If only, if only. Everything seems to be if lately. If only she raised me better. If only I behaved. If only I didn't hate the man she married. If only. God I was starting to hate the word if. I was starting to dislike the sound of her voice. I decided to skip school on Monday.
"Hey" Kyra looked behind him in a daze. It was dark out. How long had he been lost in thought? A boy was walking towards him cautiously. "You alright there bud?" His face was still hidden for some reason, when he came more out of the shadows Kyra realized why. His hair was longer in the front. He hid a chuckle. The boy stopped and again looked at him cautiously, like he was some kind of crazy person.
"I don't bite" Kyra said with a straight face. He chuckled again, it was deep in his throat, but no emotion touched his eyes. The boy gave a half hearted smile and took a few steps forward. He was still being cautious. He was a chicken, Kyra concluded. A simple scaredy cat. The wind swept up its ugly face and chilled him to the bone. Was it this cold when I got here? He let out a soft shiver and got up carefully. Peeking at his watch the corner of his mouth twitched once. He was late, and Frank was gonna freak out to impress his mom for no reason. Oh joy.
"So your new right?" Kyra looked back at the boy, he was much closer now. He nodded and said "Kind of." The boy tilted his head almost lazily to one side. His dark hair fell from his right eye for a moment, revealing dazzling green-ish blues. This caught Kyra's attention for a moment. There was something ominous about this kid. Suddenly he smiled, and threw his arm around Kyra's shoulder, like they had been best buds forever. Kyra threw his arm off and began walking away.
Kyra felt no compassion for such ungodly people. "Something wrong?" Kyra looked beside him then. There was the boy following him. He snapped back in a monotone "I'm late and my step-dads gonna have my hide." The boy giggled and said "Damn, that's going to be real shame then. Well good luck and see you tomorrow" Kyra stopped and became very blunt "I have no intention of seeing such an arrogant person such as yourself tomorrow." The boy was taken back for a moment, but he quickly fixed himself with a smile and said good-bye.
Kyra passed the school on his way back home. It looked so eerie in the darkness. Like a haunted mansion of sorts. He gazed at the courts longingly. He wanted to get rid of this frustration that gripped him so suddenly. He wanted to fill a void that he was sure was not empty. His heart sped up in his chest, and his feet moved quicker of their own accord. Was he being followed? He cast an oblique look over his shoulder. A flicker of movement stopped him. As he began to turn towards it a voice in his head whispered for him to keep heading home. He did.
"What in the hell are you doing out so late!" Frank hollered the minute the door opened. Kyra looked at his mother who was looking through a magazine. He said "Glad to see everyone was so worried they had to shop for funeral clothes." Frank raised his hand suddenly. Kyra didn't budge, even when that same hand sent him flying a few feet away. He got up, dusted off his knees and said coldly "If that's all, I will be going to my room now." Frank stood there flabbergasted.
He quickly discarded the cold clothes he had on. Once he had a pair of boxers on, he turned off his light. He took the blankets off his freshly made bed and threw them across the floor. Picking up two of the pillows and laying them on top of the oversized blankets, he laid himself over them on the floor and stared at the ceiling. He cut glow sticks apart earlier and splattered them across the ceiling. No one noticed it during the day, but it now painted pictures on the darkness. He let a sigh escape him, then rolled onto his side pulling the blankets over his body. He had no idea what waited for him.
A smile crept up Dare's lips. He looked so peaceful, lying on the floor. He wanted to take him away, to make him beg for mercy. He would hold him for a ransom which would never be paid. And kill him without cause. It would be delicious. The more he thought about the more he had to fight to keep himself away. Sitting in the open widow was bad enough, he didn't need to be in the room with him. He shook his head of his thoughts and slid from his seat. He leapt with ease and took off the minute his feet touched ground.
He reached his home in record time, no one even knew he was gone. As he left the bathroom in pajamas his mother called him downstairs. "Dare, sorry if I woke you, I wanted to talk to you about…" He glared at her and gave her a cold remark "I'm not going." With that said he went to his room and crawled in bed, he thought about the boy. He thought of the way he ripped the blankets off his bed. The way he curled up on the floor. It suddenly sent a chill up his spine for no reason at all. He ignored it and forced his eyes shut, he slowly drifted off.
He didn't remember falling asleep. He glanced at his bedside clock. The red lights were bright enough to make him flinch at first. 2 am wow, how long ago was he lying awake? He got home around eleven, so it must have been a while ago. He rolled over and cuddled his pillow. For some reason his mind turned back to that boy. His memory was flooded with how he curled up on the floor. The way he looked so peaceful in the shadowed room. He had curled up to his pillows as well. Dare shook his head quickly, trying to dispel the memories. Why was this so hard to get rid of? He had only seen the boy during one day, yet he couldn't get him off his mind.
It was tormenting him now. He wanted to rip the boys' throat out for making him remember him so well. He wanted to hear his screams of agony, he was sick of the thoughts filling his head already. His eyes snapped back to the clock. 2:30 am. Time was passing far too slowly. He had to figure this boy out, he wanted school to begin so he could hunt him down and learn more about him. He rolled over restlessly. It was going to be a long night,
Kyra woke up in a daze. The night had flown past so quickly, he barely remembered the events of last night. Not one minute after waking, his alarm clock went off. The song that played was his favorite, he began to sing along to Michael Bubble Save the last dance for me. He got up and walked gracefully across his room. Opening the closet he grabbed the first thing his hands touched and put it on. Today's outfit was baggy jeans, a red t-shirt and a black baseball cap.
He didn't bother to brush his tangled hair, hiding it under his hat he went downstairs. He slipped past his mother unseen, but ran into Frank in the kitchen. Damn. Just when he thought his morning might go well. Frank ignored him, this was odd behavior for him. He wasn't complaining, if Frank wanted to ignore him, all the power to him. Better to be ignored than bullied. Besides, he really wanted today to go well.
He fixed his lunch quickly. Downed a quick breakfast and bolted for the door. Just as his hand rested on the handle, his mother said good-bye. He answered her quickly and left before anything else could be said. School didn't start for another hour, but the walk took half that time. He enjoyed walking to school, it gave him time to himself. It gave him time to think. His thoughts turned to the boy from the other day. Who was that strange kid? He closed his eyes and shook his head gently. It didn't matter, he was intrusive and rude. Best just to forget about him.
Some things are easier said than done. Just as Kyra rounded the corner, that damn kid was standing right there. "Hey" he said. "We kind of got off on the wrong foot the other day." Kyra looked at him and whispered "You don't say…" The boy piped up and said proudly "I do say." Kyra glared at him and continued walking. People were watching them now, he found it odd. He knew some of the popular kids around. They were the ones who were staring. He felt trapped now, he couldn't breath. Everyone was watching. Why was everyone watching? Who was this kid? Why is he still sticking around?
"My name is Dare." Kyra looked up from his thoughts, and averted his eyes just as quickly. "Hey did you cut your hair?" again Kyra ignored him. Dare grabbed his arm and dragged him aside spontaneously. Kyra yelped. Dare asked him what his problem was, why he wasn't talking. Kyra gave him a glare that turned his insides out. He smiled helplessly. This kid was interesting. He was going to be a fun soul to torment.
Was this seriously happening? First he finds out Dare is in most of his classes, and now he's stuck eating lunch at the popular table cuz the bastard wouldn't leave him alone. What the fuck was his problem anyway. As Dare looked at him carefully he turned his face away. There were a bunch of girls looking at him, he raised a brow and they all went red-faced and giggled. Girls were such silly creatures. He looked back at his food and crinkled his nose. He didn't want to sit here, it drew so much attention. He slithered away saying something about a bathroom break. It wasn't until Dare realized he had taken his lunch that he learned he wouldn't be back.
Dare sighed. He continued his lunch in complete silence. The moment the lunch bell rang he bolted for class. He was going to be there before Kyra, even if it earned him a month's detention. He usually skipped detentions anyway, but this didn't occur in his thoughts. He grabbed the wall as he turned a corner, narrowly missing a girl at her locker. Cursing under his breath he skidded to the door of the class. Kyra turned the corner at the other end of the hallway. Dare took three deep breaths to steady himself. A smile crept up his expression, he acted as calm and collected as possible. There was no trace of his over exertion. His smile widened when Kyra talked to him voluntarily for the first time. "How the hell did you get here so fast?" Dare shrugged and slowly said "It's MAGIC"
"Magic?" Kyra asked again. Dare giggled quietly and said yes. The teacher interrupted them. "Today's project is to make a moving figure. An animation. It has to be able to jump or bounce, as well as split apart in some way or another. It must be more than one shape, no circles." The teacher glared at the class clowns. "This project must also contain more than one colour. Now, using what we have been playing with over the last week I expect this to be fairly easy. Get to work" Kyra rolled his eyes. This made Dare giggle absently. He tossed him a look before getting to work on his assignment.
As the teacher reached Dare's desk he gasped. Displayed on Dare's computer was an animation of 2 rabbits of different colour jumping around in a circle, before coming together and humping each other. 4 small rabbits came seconds afterwards, each a new colour. Dare smiled at the teachers' expression while everyone came to see. Kyra shook his head. The animation was indeed good. But he made both of the rabbits were male. Two male rabbits can't reproduce. The teacher quickly moved to Kyra's project. Two tigers ran across the screen and leapt at each other with fangs bared. They tumbled to the ground helplessly, ironically enough, one of the tigers decided to dominate the other before blowing up into separate limbs. The teacher was now the one shaking his head.
Dare tried constantly for over a month to get Kyra attention. Everything failed. Kyra didn't want anything to do with him at all. Just as he was becoming discouraged he decided to get revenge on some chick for laughing at him when he fell a week ago. He had been studying hard. He traced the girl for a while before learning she had a boyfriend. He found every class he had and came to a good conclusion. He wanted to change him. The last of the boys were leaving the shower room. Dare walked in, there was one person left. His name was Casey. He had a girlfriend, the same girl that had laughed at Dare. Casey had just done up his jeans off to the left side of the shower room. Dare clicked the door shut silently and locked it.
The only exit to the shower room was through that door. It was connected directly to the boys change room. Dare slithered behind Casey easily he slipped a blindfold over his eyes and tied it before Casey could react. After this Dare quickly grabbed Casey's hands and drew them behind his back, holding them steadily with one hand he turned Casey around to face him. He didn't bother disguising his voice, Casey didn't know him. "Hey there bud. We seem to have a small problem." Casey's breath was coming in short waves, just as he was about to say something Dare slapped his hand to his mouth. Casey's heartbeat picked up.
Dare licked his lips and continued. "Your girl laughed at me sometime ago, and I'd like to get her back for that." He released Casey's mouth then. Casey stumbled over the words a few times before they came out straight. "Your….not going to kill me are you?" Dare cocked his head and smiled. "No, no. Of course not. What fun would that be?" As Casey went to speak again his words were cut off. Dare slammed his mouth to Casey's with a kiss that could bruise his lips. Casey squirmed earnestly and tried to free his hands. Dare laughed. Using his mouth to keep Casey quiet, Dare used his free hand and reached down. There was a snap and a whir of a zipper.
Dare waved a hand in front of a shower knob before turning it on. The sound of water echoed in the room. Dare tied Casey's hands with his own belt and stepped back. Casey went to speak, Dare swiftly put the belt strap in his mouth and pulled his hands behind his head. If Casey tried to move to free the belt from his mouth, it would dig into his wrists relentlessly. Dare backed off and pulled off his shirt. He folded it neatly and placed it on a bench. He slipped his shoes and socks off and placed them beside the discarded shirt. Casey jumped at the sound of another zipper being undone. Dare folded his pants neatly and placed them on top of his shirt along with his boxers.
When he reached Casey he yanked his pants off quickly. Then walked around and turned every second shower on. The water was hot enough to shock you, without burning you. He yanked Casey from the ground and took the belt from his mouth and hands. Forcing him under the running water of a shower Dare heard Casey gasp from the heat. His hands flew to the wall to support him. Dare used this to his advantage. He rubbed up against Casey, making him jump. His hands went to the blindfold. Dare snatched them away, dragging them behind his back. He pushed Casey against the cold wall. Casey gave out a light moan. The contrast of hot and cold felt amazingly pleasant.
Dare kissed his neck, and used his free hand to reach for Casey. He was already hard. Dare pulled back, slightly shocked. This would be easier than he thought. He smiled as Casey moaned from his grip. His smile faded when Casey tried to pull away. Dare forced him closer to the wall and rubbed against his ass. Casey shuddered and tried to pull away again, he didn't move more than an inch when Dare whipped him around. Casey knew he was facing him. Dare drew his hands above his head and kissed him roughly. He fought for a few minutes, but gave in not to long after. When Casey began kissing him back, Dare decided it was time for the next step. He threw Casey to the floor.
When he hit the floor he gasped. Dare was quickly over him before the blindfold could be reached. He dumped some lube into place quickly and slowly pushed himself into Casey. Casey's body straightened, he hardened, he moaned, his nails dug into the floor without mercy. The blindfold was left forgotten. Dare pulled out at an aggravatingly slow speed. Casey almost screamed for him to hurry. Dare smiled. When he was nearly clear he gave a hard and fast thrust. This sent Casey reeling. His breath had become ragged, and his heartbeat had gone out of control.
Dare stopped moving and kissed his neck before pulling out completely. Dare smiled as he thought "Here is where the game begins." Casey whipped around and felt for Dare. He reached and groped him. Dare was caught off guard and let a moan escape him. Casey seemed pleased, he moved closer. Dare imagined Casey getting the better of him for a moment and said fuck that. He nearly dragged him over and forced him onto his dick. Casey leapt in surprise when his mouth was filled. He found himself wondering what it was until Dare forced his head down. Casey nearly chocked when he understood what was going on. Dare dragged his head up lightly and forced it back down again.
"He sir, I forgot my cell phone in the change room, but the door is locked, could I go get it?" The gym teacher looked at Kyra like he was a moron. "Yeah whatever, Just lock up when you leave I guess." He said. Kyra smiled. He really was stupid. Gym was his last class of the day, he shouldn't forget something as silly as a cell phone. He walked down the halls listening to the sound of his own footsteps. For the umpteenth time his thoughts turned to Dare. He thought about the colour of Dare's eyes, and the way he had the slightest bit of an English accent hidden under his American tongue. He shook his head as he realized he nearly passed the door.
Kyra unlocked the door and let it close behind him. He walked down the semi short hallway, and turned into the locker room. Just as he was turning the lock he heard something odd. He stepped back into the hallway and tilted his head in curiosity. He heard running water. Like a shower. He knew the door was locked he tried it before going to see the teacher. He left his cell phone forgotten for a moment and went towards the showers. Sure enough, standing next to the door he heard running water. He tried the door. Locked. He found it odd but didn't bother. Just as he turned around he heard a kind of moan. He mistook it for an injured sound and whirled back to the door. Fumbling with the keys, he dropped them. What a stupid move he thought. He heard a scream next. He managed to grab the keys and unlock the door. Running into the room he suddenly stopped dead in his tracks.
Dare jumped up from where he was as Kyra came running through the door. Kyra had stopped, shock and disbelief smeared across his face. "Casey?" was the only thing he said. Dare smiled. Casey was covered in cum and was lying on the floor panting hard. Cum slowly trickled off him under the water. His eyes went to Dare he was soaking wet, he almost looked hot, Kyra shook these thoughts from his head. Dare's smile widened. "Oh your not jealous are you? I'm only doing it to get back at his girlfriend. Besides, he likes it." As if to prove it he called Casey's name. And much to Kyra's shock Casey went over to Dare and began to suck on him. Dare quickly lay on the floor and dragged Casey onto him. Thrusting once, he fully penetrated Casey and received a loud moan. Casey began moving of his own accord and Dare withdrew his hands. He laid back and looked at Kyra.
Kyra dropped the keys that were in his hand. Casey was hard as he moved on Dare. Dare only smiled as Casey picked up the pace. He was panting so hard, his face had gone red. Dare smiled at this. His smile turned to a tilted head and a curious look. Kyra shuffled in place, but it wasn't any good. Dare had already caught him. Kyra had a hard on. Casey arched back and came. Dare then pushed him off and stood up. He was still erect as he walked towards Kyra. Kyra saw him coming, but his feet wouldn't move. At the very last second Kyra managed to move his feet. He grabbed the keys and bolted out the door, locking it behind him. It would only gain him a few seconds.
He reached the locker room and ripped his locker open, tearing his cell phone from its place. He whipped around and headed for the hall. He slammed into Dare's chest. Dare calmly bent down a little bit and wrapped a hand around Kyra's waist, pulling him in. Kyra pulled away quickly but not quite fast enough. Dare got his other arm around him and dragged him into a very gentle kiss. Kyra became twice as hard in Dare's arms. Dare smiled and titled Kyra's head back for better access. Kyra managed to wriggle out of the kiss and out of his grasp. Dare let him go easily and smiled. "I felt that you know" He said slyly. Kyra's face reddened. But he slipped past Dare and bolted out of the boys change room. He ran out of the school throwing the keys to the teacher as he left.
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Authors Note's: As promised I have now made these author notes ^_^
Anyway sorry for the delay on the next chapter, but I hope you enjoyed this one.
Also if you wouldn't mind giving me some reveiws? I would like to know what I can improve on for my Yaoi stuff.
I Have already started the next chapter and I hope that I will be updationg more frequently as time goes on.
I am also planning on adding other stories up so let me hear your thoughts on those aswell.
Side Note: Yay tinerme poll event fail XD
