Blue Crush

Chapter: You See These Shackles?

High school is a never ending cycle that last for a certain amount of years. Its vicious routine of playing the role that you were forced to do. Even to the extent of breaking your hopes and dreams, just as long as you stick to your place then a punch won't land on your face. Those who rebelled against the upper men were faced with compensations that sent them rocking to other schools. Those who want to stay- without further damage to their reputation or body- should follow the unwritten rules of the popularity chain.

Fortunately for the pink haired brat, drinking his strawberry daiquiri amidst people that only manages to bore him, he was one of those upper classmen that were invincible in the eyes of all. He smiled at his peers, all social climbers who tried to please him day in and out with their stupid gifts and invitations to parties that are the best of this century.

His violet orbs scanned through their laughing features, all telling stories about a trip to some foreign country that he doesn't give a shit about. But he was a sweet boy; he'd listen like a pretty doll and spin his straw around his glass. Hanging by his wrist was a silver chain brought by his latest boy friend from an expensive store. Yes, he was showing it off. There was no point in even hiding the fact however it wasn't like they were not used to seeing his expensive 'blings' anyway.

"Ne, Shu-kun, that's pretty, did Tohma get you that?" Taki asked from the other side, his arm draped over his own little thing. A strawberry blond with a piercing on one ear and another clipped by his nose, he looked bored and was giving them the look that said he'd rather be in a dump site than here.

"What do you think, Taki-kun?" Shuichi giggled, spreading his cute charm all around.

"Tohma-san really likes you, ne, Shindou-san?" a newbie interrupted.

"Of course, my Tohma likes me" he said, purring slightly on the possessive, "After all I am the one he loves-"

"Ha, that's rich!" Taki cut the boy, "You're just his bitch, and everyone in this social circle knows that he's just after your status… You, yourself should know that baby doll"

"Fuck you, too, Taki-kun" Shuichi his beam that of a child, bit on the end of his straw with a hint of a flirt playing by. It was just to show his audience why did Tohma Seguchi want him in his bed and why he doesn't anyone else replacing the strawberry pocky lover anytime soon.

They all know why the student council president chooses him though, and it wasn't even because of the tricks he pulls off in at night when he plays slave to their blond head. It was only because he was a name and face that no one in the academy could forget. It was impossible to forget him, he was an icon in the academy, almost a star. How many times did the boy have to go up on stage just to get an award? Receive a medal? Or go home with another certificate to credit his literary talent?

It wasn't only because of the wonderful and prestigious titles under his belt but also the name that he has inherited from his family. Almost everyone knows of the chains of hotels and malls his parents have planted in Tokyo. Everyone knows the wealth behind the Shindou name.

"Shuichi" And with that, the pink haired writer felt the cold kiss on his cheek as a greeting gesture from his lover.

"Tohma, you're here!" Shuichi clapped his hands, as his boy friend sat beside him forgetting the existence of Taki and the other students, "Ne, how was the meeting today, Tohma? Any kids that need taking care of?"

"No, just the usual papers and files that needs to be signed, needs to be approved" Tohma smiled at his partner with feigned affection.

In this world, this place they have marked as their kingdom, Tohma was god and Shuichi was his spaniel. His perfect match, one that almost equaled him in everything but somehow shifted to the rank of second; nobody should top Tohma. Not even his lover, not even Shuichi.

Everyone thought they were the 'couple'; everyone loves to believe their sugar coated tales of love. But he saw right through each and every lie Shuichi has to force out of himself. He watched with a careful eye while he let his lips kiss his glass alcohol, he could see right through their façade.

The literary genius tried to wipe away the bits of non existing pieces of bread crumbs on his lover's face. He pampered him and treated him in a way that would make the school's journalists writing a headline with their loving pictures in their paper. All in black and white with bold letters that screeched their names.

Taki was the only one that spoke the truth and he likes it that way, he does it in front of the 'gang'. He does it in front of Shuichi. He even does it in front of Seguchi.

He isn't scared of Seguchi getting to him. He knows what their eternally smiling leader could do to his head, but he doesn't care. Taki knows Seguchi, he knows how the senior attacks, and the raven haired knows it so well he can dodge most of the crap thrown at his direction.

While he slowly puts his drink down, he smirked to himself, wanting to crack up at Shuichi's pathetic motherly care to every of Seguchi's moves.

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"You're an ass hole, Taki" Shuichi found himself pinned to a wall by none other than his least favorite peer.

"That's not nice to say to a friend, Shu-kun" the black haired student grinned from ear to ear, his hand was positioned by the wall beside Shuichi's head.

"If you don't fucking leave me and Tohma alone, I am going to have your ass whooped out of this fucking institution" the not so childish taunt came tumbling out of his mouth.

Taki found himself amused, this boy, the very same one who was all cutesy and bubbly at the bar, was reduced to nothing more than a brat who was trying hard to step on the stones of maturity.

"Funny, you threatened me with that before like… a thousand times already" he threw his head back as he rolled out a laugh, and then returned to his gaze to the little bitch. "You are so fucking cute with your stupid princess complex, thinking you're all that just because you've got a fat bank account behind and with Tohma doing you…"

"Shut the hell up" Shuichi declared his voice dripping with acid in each word.

"Oh, I got the princess mad" he continued with a sing song voice, "I know the truth and you don't want others to know it… You two are a fake"

Shuichi tired of all this, pushed Taki away, "And yeah, you know what? You're a fucking rapist"

He slammed the door on his way out.

All Taki could do was grin, a winning point to his tally board again.

There always exists an unseen, almost intimate, bond a monster shares with his victim.

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"Eiri-san, Tatsuha-san and Sakuma-san" the kind principal greeted them, "Welcome to Upper Cross University"

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A/N: I know, I know, I start stories and take forever to finish them… but come on! I love writing! And for the school's name… come on… I just don't care. Just as long as it looks nice, it's okay. Ja ne!