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is rather lazy okay, enough talking! Hope you enjoy!
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Sunako carefully set the dinner plates on the table, quietly observing the silent battle that raged between the four dreadfully handsome boys. Kyohei seemed ignorant of the fierce gaze directed at him straight from Ranmaru. He smirked in a prideful manner towards the other boy, as if there was some joke that Ranmaru didn't know about. Takenaga sighed, exhausted from their childish games and Yuki glanced nervously between the two taller boys. A rainbow of emotions filled the dinner table and Sunako wondered vaguely what was happening.
Without a word she glided like a lost ghost towards her room, leaving a trail of blackness in her path.
"You can't be serious." Kyohei blurted a little too quickly. The gruesome sound of screams and chainsaws came muffled from under Sunako's door.
"Why can't I be?" Now Ranmaru crossed his arms and grinned. Red hair, as fine as silk glared with shine in the light. His delicate complexion was that of a china doll with long lashes and slanted eyes. "Sunako is beautiful." He was amused at the bewildered expression the played across Kyohei's face. "Every girl I've even gone out with has been beautiful. But very self obsessed-"Kyohei snorted.
"Well you aren't exactly the most modest-"
"And I've gone through so many women." He continued, ignoring the comment. "That things have begun to get boring. It's nice to have a change once and a while. And Sunako is certainly different from everyone else."
"So you plan on just playing with her like all your other girlfriends?" Kyoehi's calm voice was forced.
"No. of course not. I really like Sunako."
"……." The silence that followed was drowning. Screams, from the slasher movie Sunako was watching, erupted towards the dining room
"Why should it bother you so much? You keep saying that you don't like her right?"
Kyohei abruptly got up from the large oak table and turned before anyone could see his face. He shoved his hands down his pockets and left his plate untouched.
"Kyohei…your food." Yuki squeaked.
"Not hungry." He responded shortly. The three listened intently until they heard the enormous front door open and close.
"Why are you doing this?" Takenaga put down his fork. "Just to piss him off?" His shaggy black hair covered his eyes when he tilted his head to the side.
"Cause I like Sunako and I just thought it was fair to tell him, right?"
He wistfully looked around the room, his eyes sweeping over the shiny elegant vases and chandeliers. All work done by Sunako herself. The tile on the floor was newly polished and shone with the brilliance that it had been built with, and though Ranmaru had never seen Sunako clean he knew that she had done all the work when they weren't around so she wouldn't attract attention.
"Don't joke. You have never seriously liked someone in your life Ranmaru." Takenaga's voice was unexpectedly cold.
Ranmaru smiled with straight white teeth.
"There's a first time for everything right?"
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The next morning
Sunako hummed to herself happily while washing the breakfast dishes. Today a brand new English horror movie came out and it had brought her sprits up to an alarmingly good mood.
Someone walked into the kitchen behind her but she didn't bother to turn and see who it was. She only saw that the shadow was tall.
'Probley Kyohei' she was annoyed at the thought of him being in the kitchen. Suds from the soap leaked onto the stool she was standing, she neglected to stop them from overflowing. Kyohei was apparently still lingering behind her without any reason, saying nothing.
Sunako set the dish she was washing on the edge of the counter so she could turn around and tell him to 'get the hell out of here'. When she spun around to face him the suds under her feet made her loose her footing, she watched horrified as her feet went out from under her and she began to falling backwards with nothing to grab onto. She tightened her muscles preparing for the pain of hitting the hard tile floor.
To her utter shock she felt someone underneath her when she fell. She fell into the person's arms and both bodies hit the floor but the person holding her was the one who had taken all the impact. Once it was over and they were on the ground she wriggled viciously to escape from the person who she assumed to be Kyohei.
In her attempts to get away she kicked the sink and the glass plate that she had left on the edge tipped over. All at once she heard the shattering of the plate on the ground but couldn't feel the pain of the glass. She was horrified to discover that when she opened her eyes the person who had caught her was laying on top of her protecting her from the shards of glass.
"Are you okay?" it wasn't Kyohei's voice.
She nodded numbly and the boy rolled off of her sighing, holding his arm.
"Ranmaru?" She couldn't help but speak her surprise. His right arm had several small gashes from the plate and he seemed even more shocked about the situation that she was. Drops of blood burned through his long white shirt and he sat bewildered.
"What happened?!" Takenaga's voice came into the kitchen followed by Yuki who looked as horrified as Sunako when he saw the scene. "We heard breaking glass, are you guys all right?"
"Yeah." Ranmaru mumbled making an effort not to look at Sunako. He could feel her eyes staring bluntly at him searching for an answer as to why he had protected her.
"Ranmaru you're bleeding!" Yuki squealed helplessly.
"Sunako go to the bathroom and bandage his arm, we'll clean up the glass." Takenaga who was always was calm and under control seemed shaken by what Ranmaru had done.
She nodded and walked to the bathroom, not waiting for Ranmaru to follow.
He walked slowly behind and she thought that he was a whimp since all that had happened was just a few cuts.
When they reached the white Victorian bathroom Ranmaru took off his shirt with out word. Sunako turned away and focused her eyes intently on the fluffily white towel. Even knowing Ranmaru's shirt was off in the same room as her made her nose trickle. Her eyebrows slanted downward as she intently focused on his right arm, fixing his wounds. His arm was so similar to Kyohei's that she felt as if she had done this before.
"Can you take a look at my back too… it feels weird." Ranmaru mumbled staring at Sunako. She wanted to say no but she restrained herself and walked behind him to see what he was complaining about.
His whole back was bright red and scraped. Bluish black bruises had already started forming on his perfect skin and his spine was skinned. Sunako had forgotten that he had saved her from the hard fall. Not only had he fallen but with her weight on top of him it had seriously injured his back.
Without a word she put bandages of the area's where it was skinned and handed him a new black shirt.
"It's bruised." Her voice was so quiet Ranmaru had to strain to hear.
He nodded, his mouth in a straight line. Sunako turned and wanted to run but she stopped herself and cleared her throat to speak.
"Thank you."
She then walked quickly to her room and slammed the door shut.
"You're welcome" he spoke even though she wasn't there.
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Ranmaru's face was buried in one of his many soft red pillows. He couldn't seem to fathom the thought that he had really saved her without meaning to. Never in his life had he protected another person and yet he had done it without even thinking, his body had simply reacted because the thought of her getting hurt made his stomach churn.
In the beginning when he told Kyohei he liked Sunako…he hadn't meant it. The whole reason was so that Kyoehi would become jealous and make a move. But now… he didn't understand. When he thought about her being the one who had gotten bruised and cut he wanted to punch someone. And if he had been given the chance… he knew that he would do it again.
"UAGGHGHH" He yelled into his pillow and sighed. His back hurt really badly. He flipped over to look at the decorative ceiling. "I don't like Sunako. I don't like Sunako. I don't like Sunako…." it sounded like a lie on his tongue.
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Kyoehi burst through the front doors overly annoyed.
"Where have you been?" Takenaga spoke to Kyoehi when he entered the front room, he didn't look away from the thick book he was reading.
"None of your business." Kyohei snapped, his eyes satanic. Takenaga knew better than to be afraid of him but Yuki cowered on the couch doing his best to hide his adorable face. "Where is Ranmaru?"
"In his room recovering."
"Recovering?" Kyoehi stopped pacing around to look at Takenaga. He flipped his hair out of his eyes and stared curiously at him.
"This morning Sunako was doing dishes and she slipped from the stool. He protected her. Then a glass plate fell on the ground and he got cuts on his arm." He turned a page of his book. "If you weren't off being such a spoiled brat then you could have done it yourself." Takenaga could feel Kyohei's jealously floating around in the air.
"Why would I do that?!" Kyoehi demanded. He was wearing a different set of cloths, which consisted of a black hoodie and dark jeans.
"Are you saying you really don't care at all?" Takenaga's voice was hard; he looked up from his book and took off his glasses to stare coldly at Kyohei. "If you keep up this attitude kyohei…"
"I don't care what happens to Sunako." He announced his purple eyes were flaring. "Just one less injury for me."
Sunako had decided to come back to the kitchen to make sure all the glass had been cleaned, but before she had gotten there she heard Kyohei yelling in the living room and her name mentioned. She froze to listen to what they could possibly be saying about her.
"If you keep up this attitude Kyohei…"
"I don't care what happens to Sunako! Just one less injury for me."
For some reason she felt her chest clench.
She went back to her room and gripped her shirt as the pain continued.
"I wonder if it was something bad in the food." She muttered inaudible. After taking medicine she sat in her pitch black room and watched the new movie for the third time that day. She held onto her shirt and rolled into a ball because even though she had taken plenty of medicine it hurt… so bad.
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YAY, done with chapter one! This chapter was rather short but I promise the others will be longer. Thanks to everyone who has read and reviewed! I reallyappreciate knowing whatever everyone thinks!
