Author's Note: I'm sorry that it has taken me this long to update. The past month has been a chaotic mess as I have been searching for another job. There's a lot of BS happening at my current job, so I have been dealing with that. But I have gotten small chances to sit at my boyfriend's place and type up some chapters. Sorry again. I'm so slow! Alright, story wise, let's say, for the sake of this story, that Daiya's death occurred during the early time of them living within the academy.
Chapter Two
The final bell of the class day sounded and like lightening, Mondo stood from his chair and hastily made his way out of the room without so much of a word to Chihiro. The small blonde assumed it was another way to be inconspicuous, as this was how he always left the second they were freed from class. So the programmer slowly collected his things with a calm smile, packing them away within in his messenger bag. From the corner of his eye, he noticed the rest of his classmates filing out, but Junko was creeping slower than usual. The model stood from her chair and sauntered her way through the aisle, intentionally kicking at Chihiro's chair as she went by.
Glancing up with a small huff through his nostrils, Chihiro stared at his beautiful classmate, nervously licking at his bottom lip. Hopefully she wouldn't try to follow him around and ruin his and Mondo's rendezvous in the rec-room. It was one thing to be curious, but she was downright invasive. Even more so than she had ever been when a secret that she caught wind of was going around. The blonde took in a slow breath to calm himself, snapping his bag shut before heaving it over his shoulder as he stood. He drifted from the classroom, taking an immediate left to stop by his bedroom before his meeting. As swiftly as he turned, he collided with the large body idly waiting outside the door.
Mondo brace himself, whipping a hand from his pants pocket to steady his little mate. Chihiro blushed furiously, lowering his attention to the ground with a smile hidden behind his balled fist. "I'm sorry," he murmured gently "I wasn't… expecting you to be there…" His curved lips pursed behind his hand as he bashfully looked up at his boyfriend, wavering nervously on his heels. "I thought you were already going upstairs…"
"I was, but… uhhh… thought I would… walk you up there," Mondo muttered in return, anxiously extending his hand as he attempted to conceal the color rushing to his cheeks. He managed to keep his voice low because even though they had established the attraction between them, talking to someone he cared about on a romantic level was still difficult without raising his voice.
Chihiro giggled, outstretching his own hand, his little fingers taking their place within Mondo's palm. "I was actually going to stop by my room first to change out of my uniform," he murmured, wandering past the taller man, leading him by the hand towards the dormitory. "If you don't mind waiting, I'll just be a moment…"
Mondo jerked his hand slightly, pulling the little one towards him and wrapping his arm around the boy's shoulder. The hallway was empty at this point, as everyone had scattered towards their destination for the evening, so he felt a bit more comfortable being affectionate. "I'll just meet you up there," the biker smirked, pecking a kiss on Chihiro's cheek before coolly turning towards the stairs. The blonde squeaked as he pressed his fingertips against the warm spot along his cheek, feeling his insides melt and his lips curve into another bashful smile.
Chihiro turned on his heel, nearly skipping down the hallway towards his room to change and freshen up. He quickly flew open his door, accidentally letting the handle slide from his hand, the force of his excitement causing the door to slam against the wall inside. Responding with a small chirp and a giggle to himself, he closed it behind him, flinging his messenger bag onto his bed. He took a deep breath and buried his face in his hands, letting out a tiny squeal of happiness. It felt so good to have a boyfriend, and this was only the first day. "Calm down or you're going to scare him off!" he thought to himself as he quickly removed his clothing, standing in nothing but his undergarments and his uniform dress shirt. All his other clothing was tossed carefully into a nearby hamper. "Just be cool… Mondo's being cool…" he continued to chat to himself as he rummaged through his closet, looking over a couple cute spring dresses he normally wore for days out with the group. Since he spent the majority of his time in his school uniform, he didn't wear his other clothes too often. Meaning it was rare for him to put in the effort of dressing up.
Pulling out a dress, he inspected it on the hanger before holding it up to his body. The young boy frowned, setting it back into the closet. "Trying too hard…" he murmured to himself, shifting through all of his clothing to find the perfect outfit. They were just going to the rec-room, maybe just to watch a movie or play some games. Talk for a little bit. And probably kiss a little longer. Chihiro blushed. He never thought he would be one to enjoy such physical contact so much considering he never liked it when people even stood next to him. He hated it when people would come to his side if he hurt himself in gym, or got upset over something silly. Physical contact was scary… but he was quite fond of the way Mondo used his lips. Shaking his head furiously, he cursed himself for such devious thoughts. They were dating now. Everything that happened before at the party was sprung on by alcohol. Had they gone about a relationship in a normal way, there wouldn't have been as much kissing or touching initially. Just because they were dating now, didn't mean there was reason for major make out sessions every time they saw one another.
Eventually the kid pulled together what he considered a cute enough, but not too flashy outfit of leggings, shorts, and a flowing blouse before inspecting himself in the mirror. Inside he knew it didn't really matter what he showed up looking like because obviously Mondo didn't care. It wasn't like he was highly attractive like some of the people here. Just small, meek, and adorable. And if Mondo still thought he was cute even if he only ever saw him in his school uniform, than any other outfit was going to be a step up. Adjusting the bow in his hair, he brushed his bangs from his face and made haste out of his room.
"Where ya goin'?" a familiar voice questioned Chihiro as he stepped out of his bedroom. Junko stood there with her hands on her hips, as if she had been waiting for him the entire time. The young boy nearly jumped out of his shorts at her question, not expecting people to be continuously standing outside doors today. Junko, especially. "Don't you have homework, young lady?" the taller of the two joked, wagging her finger in the programmer's face.
"I'm sure… w-w-we all do," Chihiro stammered, pressing his finger against his chin. At this point, the embarrassment was starting to run from his body and anger was quickly beginning to fill its place. Junko had made her point. She was interested in whatever was going on between Mondo and Chihiro, but it was none of her business. Chihiro wasn't going to tolerate being followed every waking second. "But I'm going upstairs to hang out with my boyfriend," he sputtered out before his big hazel eyes went wide. Maybe admitting it would make her go away. Most likely not, but it was worth a try. "So… I will see you… later, alright? Bye…"
"Boyfriend?! I knew it!" Junko exclaimed, her loud voice bellowing through the hallway. She reached out and pinched Chihiro's already blushing cheeks, before giving the small one a quick hug. The programmer scrunched his nose in confusion, feeling as though he may suffocate being pressed so hard into her bosom. "That's just adorable! Although, Mondo, really? I never saw that one coming… or well, maybe I did after I caught you two making out in the kitchen. But before that, never saw it coming…"
Chihiro awkwardly pushed away from the beautiful blonde, burying his face briefly within his hands."Um… yes, I suppose we do make a seemingly awkward pair," he mumbled behind his fingers before nervously dropping his hands at his side. "But we… got to know each other and we actually… really click."
"Click or he's trying to get under your skirt," Junko said deviously, and although there was a frown upon her face, Chihiro couldn't help but notice the small, evil gleam within her bright blue eyes. It was like she was trying to seem concerned, but everything behind her words just screamed bad intentions. "He's the kind of guy who will hit it and quit it… I couldn't stand to see something like that happen to you." She tugged at the end of her pigtail with a sympathetic look across her lips before patting Chihiro on the back. "Wouldn't want him to take away something special from you, you know…"
"I'm… sure he's… not really like that," Chihiro murmured in response. Yes, first night their affections ran wild, he even admitted to trying to bed the programmer. But after all their talks, sharing their insecurities, realizing their fears, and coming to the conclusion that they needed one another, but could help one another be stronger, he knew deep down Mondo wasn't that kind of person. He was more than someone who carelessly got angry at everything, throwing punches and insults. He was just as broken and scared as probably many of their fellow students felt for some reason or another. "Those are just rumors…"
"Wouldn't want him stealing your first kiss away," Junko then pressed dramatically, placing her hands atop the programmer's shoulders and shaking him a bit. "And then leaving you… or worse, stealing away your-"
"He won't… do that…" The boy nodded to himself, pressing his hands against his chest. "I appreciate that you are looking out for me… but I think that you are… reading him… all wrong," he continued as Junko's brow furrowed in disappointment. "I will talk to you later…" And with that, Chihiro politely waved and turned on his heel, quickly dashing down the hallway before she could tag along. Unfortunately, he wasn't quick enough, as the model was instantly by his side.
At first, she said nothing, a quite stern look across her face as she matched pace with the programmer. For a moment, Chihiro worried that there might actually be something behind Junko's words. Unless the model was jealous. Jealous? Jealous of him? "Right," he scoffed to himself, slowing his steps so that their journey towards the rec-room was a little calmer. It wasn't like Junko had ever shown any sign of interest towards the gang leader, or that she was too shy to. She let everyone in the building know exactly what she thought of them often. Mondo and Junko never spoke, unless it was to spat horrible comments towards one another. "Where did you hear that Mondo would do things like that…?" Chihiro mumbled as they climbed the steps to the second floor. Maybe he had just been blind or naïve, but Chihiro had never noticed Mondo actively dating any of the girls in their years of attending the academy. Certainly one of them would have said something if so. Certainly Mondo would have mentioned that.
"Oh, just things I've heard… Just stories, really," Junko muttered, whimsically waving her hand around with a smile pressed on the corner of her lip. "Rumors. But he worries me, with his anger, and his temper and all. I was there when he and Leon got into that big blow up. Remember that? When he hit Leon so hard he nearly swallowed his tongue piercing. Scary, isn't it?" Chihiro's steps skipped a bit as he remembered the moment a while ago during lunch when Leon had made some horrible accusation about Mondo, which resulted in a pretty nasty fist fight between them. Mondo walked away with a bruised eye and busted lip, and Leon got a broken nose.
"I do recall Leon saying something nasty about his brother, however… right about the time that Mondo lost… his brother," Chihiro sighed softly, placing his hands over his heart. It was a little bit after they had entered the academy that a terrible accident occurred, resulting in the loss of Mondo's brother, Daiya. Chihiro had never really spoken to the biker at that point, but even sitting in the same room as him when he finally started coming to class again was hard. He could feel the heartbreak from desks away, not even beginning to understand how much it hurt to lose a sibling like that. And then Leon had to go and say something stupid about the accident. "In all fairness, it was probably deserved… but they are over that now. He doesn't fight like that anymore."
"I'm just saying you should be careful!" Junko stated defiantly with her hands on her hips. Chihiro appreciated the concern, but felt he knew Mondo worlds better than the blonde probably did, even if they only really "knew" each other for the past week. "And good luck getting him away from the guys. He's always hanging out with them. I don't think I've ever seen him away from Ishimaru! That's weird."
"It's not any different than you hanging out with Celes… or Mukuro. Ishimaru's like his brother. I understand." The programmer was finding it hard to keep this conversation going as they were nearing the rec-room up ahead. It seemed like everything that came out of Junko's mouth was just some negative spout to keep Mondo and Chihiro away from one another. His patience was wearing thin and he just wanted to get away from her. "Now, please… I would like some alone time, please…" He pressed on a polite smile to hide his mild annoyance as he pressed a hand on the rec-room door. From inside he could hear a little commotion, wondering what Mondo could be doing in there that was causing so much noise. Maybe watching a movie.
Junko, who was a bit taller than her tiny classmate, looked into the window with a smirk. "Good luck with that," she stated, taking the handle of the door and swinging it open for the little computer genius. Chihiro narrowed his eyes in sudden disappointment when he realized he wasn't the only one who had received the invitation to the rec-room. Sprawled all over the area was the boys, Mondo and Leon on separate sides of the couch, Naegi laying on his stomach on the floor, and Hagakure sitting crossed legged in front of the television. They were roaring in excitement over whatever game they were playing, until they realized two of the girls were standing in the doorway.
"Fujisaki-san," Naegi greeted cheerfully with a bashful wave as he pushed himself up on his elbows. He also waved towards Junko who just saluted the group and turned on her heel, heading back down the hallway now that her job was done. Chihiro could feel his blood boil at her actions, and then fact that he wasn't invited up here for some alone time.
"What you doing up here?" Hagakure questioned, half paying attention to his friend in the doorway, the other half watching the butt whooping he was receiving in their fighting game from Leon. The young boy stood frozen in the doorway. So not only was he not the only one invited, but apparently Mondo didn't mention they were having an extra visitor, either.
Author's Note: I think I'm going to split this chapter in half. It's getting kind of long, and I'm getting super tired, but feel I really need to update. Tomorrow I have a job interview, and then work Friday, and then I'm off for the weekend. My boyfriend and I are going to stay in most the weekend, marathon some anime, and just generally sit around, so hopefully I'll get a lot done on the next chapter. Thank you all for your patience, and the comments and favorites. I don't particularly like this chapter, but…hey, it's an update, right? All comments and feedback are greatly appreciated! :D Your feedback helps me mold this story!
