Yoshida runs back into the classroom and apologizes to the teacher for being late.
Panting and slightly red in the face from exertion, he looks up and feels eyes on him.
He knows it's Satou, but he turns his head to look across the room anyway.
Satou is smirking at him knowingly, while he feels slightly disappointed that Yoshida changed into dry clothing. The way the wet clothing clung to his slim figure turned his head to dirty thoughts. That he really shouldn't be thinking about in school, but he doesn't care about that in the slightest.
Satou finds it amusing whenever Yoshida reprimands him for kissing in school. Yoshida does this even though he always finds himself giving in, since he enjoys it as much as Satou does. He would never admit it, but Satou knows. His body always seems to know what it wants before his mind does.
Yoshida indulges too much in self-denial, but that just gives Satou more pleasure in directing him in the right direction.
Satou spends the rest of class day-dreaming over Yoshida's protesting face and different ways he can make him suffer.
Yoshida finds himself thinking about Satou. He seems to be the only thing on his mind everyday. He vaguely remembers that he's supposed to be paying attention in class. Or else he'll end up with more homework and he'll have to ask Satou for help (again). He tries to convince himself that he's more reluctant than pleased about the idea of it.
At the end of the class period, Satou walks over to Yoshida, who's blushing and whose thoughts are causing him to make several different facial expressions, to Satou's amusement.
Satou leans over Yoshida and whispers in his ear smugly, "Are you thinking about me?"
Yoshida jumps in his seat and makes a high pitch "HIIIIEEEEEEEE" sound.
Blushing and slowly coming to the realisation of what Satou implied he shouts back, "Wh-who would be thinking about y-y-you…y-y-ou… baka?!" (so tsundere. haha)
The girls in the room glare from a distance, while the boys just sigh to themselves. This was a regular routine; Satou teasing Yoshida while he flailed his arms around, red-faced. Simultaneously, shouting back in protest over his words and actions.
It wasn't until they all found out that they were dating, and had been dating this whole time, that it hit them how much more improbable their dreams of dating anyone in the future actual were.
The girls dream of stealing Satou for their own seemed to shatter like glass at their feet when Satou confessed to loving Yoshida, no matter how he looked.
Some wondered if Satou even liked girls. The more determined ones still continued to pursue Satou, but from afar. They wanted Satou to be happy, and as much as they hated to admit it (and with no small amount of confusion), Yoshida made him happy.
That doesn't mean they didn't take every opportunity they could to separate them and toss Yoshida aside whenever they could. After all, Satou is one very hot boy, and it would be a crime to leave him to a tiny, slim eyed monkey.
There were only two people in the class didn't mind Satou and Yoshida dating.
Makimura was very supportive (almost excessively so) and continued to rant about how GREAT of a friend he was. And that the flowers of gay love in the air was to be treasured and celebrated by all,not reprimanded.
Akimoto was also supportive, but was much quieter about it, compared to his other friend. He was happy dating Youko, his childhood friend, and he was glad that Yoshida had found happiness as well. Even if it came to the expense of others. He used Yoshida as an example as to why he should pursue his relationship with Youko more. He could see the way Yoshida restrained himself from truly accepting and admitting his feelings. And he knew Satou must wish that he would express himself more, no matter how fun it was to tease him. He didn't want to cause Youko to be even slightly output, just because he couldn't put himself out there more. He'd have a talk with Yoshida about this if he wasn't too shy to do so.
Break was about to begin and Yoshida was looking forward to spending it with Satou, and his two closest friends in the Comic Club room. A room that was supposed to be dedicated to making funny sketches, but was used to lounge around in instead.
Satou and Yoshida began heading in that direction, walking through the halls, and were surprised to not encounter any girls along the way. Yoshida stopped to ask a passing boy where they had all gone.
The boy replied, "I don't know. They ran out of class as soon as the bell rang." He shrugged indifferently.
Yoshida hadn't noticed at all, and surprisingly Satou hadn't either since he had directed all of his attention on Yoshida.
Yoshida got a strange feeling of nostalgia and wondered if they were off fighting other girls again. And with no small amount of hope, wondered if they were going to be gone for a week like last time.
Satou smiled down at Yoshida and having similar thoughts said, "Hopefully they're gone for a while. I love having you all to myself."
Yoshida blushed and said nothing. Shocked as he always was by Satou's easy and casual way of expressing his love for him.
Before they arrived at their destination, a single girl ran up to the couple, grabbing Yoshida forcefully by the arm shouting, "I need you to come with me!" And dragged him down the hall while running in the opposite direction.
Calling over her shoulder to Satou, "You can have him back later!"
Satou just stood there shocked by what had just occurred. Not knowing what to do with himself, he started heading in the direction of where they had just left.
A few seconds later, he reprimanded himself for letting his guard down as he was ambushed by all of the girls. Who all simultaneously exclaimed in pure joy, "YES! SATOU'S OURS!"
Satou ignored all the overly enthusiastic girls shouting for his attention, and distracted himself with wondering where Yoshida had been taken to.
Yoshida's POV:
"WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME?!" Yoshida screamed in frustration.
Yoshida felt like his arm was about to be ripped off, as the girl he had never seen before pulled him along to who knows where.
The girl just continued to drag him along silently, until they came across two double doors. They didn't look ominous or anything, but Yoshida had a bad feeling in his gut that told him he didn't want to see what was behind those doors.
He didn't get a choice as the doors burst open and he was practically thrown in.
Falling onto his hands and knees on the floor he looked up and his confused face slowly shifted to one of horror. Plastered on every inch of the walls were pictures of him and Satou.
There were the typical ones of them in the classroom, which Yoshida figured he could probably get over. But there were also ones of him being forcefully pressed against the wall, Satou obscuring his face, but they were very obviously kissing. The pictures escalated to Satou putting his hand up his shirt. Yoshida had never been more relieved by the fact that he never let him get any further than that (in school at least). The last time they had gotten intimate in school was about a year ago, in freshman year.
They hadn't gone all the way and still haven't to this day. Which Yoshida is thankful for. He's not ready for such a big step and is grateful that Satou has shown restraint because he understands that.
More pictures showed them walking home from school and holding hands. Something Yoshida was reluctant to do, but not enough for him to protest that much.
There were drawings of fanart that made his heart beat fast, because they showed Satou looking at him as if he was the most precious thing in the world. A look he had seen even more often after they had officially come out.
There were also drawings that made him blush tomato red from the intimate positions and OMG! How flexible do they think I am?!
The small crowd in the room observed him and let him soak in their masterpieces.
Yoshida snapped out of it and came back to reality when a familiar voice said, "So what do you think of it, Yoshida?"
"Nozawa (girl twin)?! What are you doing here?!" Yoshida exclaimed.
She ignored his surprise and spoke with a gleam in her eyes, "Isn't it Wonderful?! The jealousy, the lust, the anger that surrounds us? People desperate to get the attention of one boy, when he was already captured by another!
And then those who defied the odds and gave up on the chase to pursue their passion for a forbidden love! I've never felt more inspired before! I want to draw, I Want To Draw, I WANT TO DRAW!" She shouts repeatedly.
After a few moments, she collected herself enough to tell him with a smile, "And it's all because of YOU, Yoshida." She finished.
Yoshida went 3 shades paler in horror and shock. This is a fanclub?! For Satou and I?! They're obsessed because of me?!
Yoshida looked around the room, which contained at least 10 other girls. One of which was another familiar face.
"Sayuri?!" he screamed in a high pitch voice.
"What are you doing here?!" He desperately hoped she had accidentally found herself here and wasn't another fanatic.
"I like gay romance. Why do you think I bothered to kiss that girl? Boys love is my weakness. Sorry Yoshida." She said, although she didn't look sorry at all.
His hopes of getting out of here with a normal girl were quickly crushed.
Yoshida stayed on the floor, silent for once. Taking in all the other girls staring at him expectantly, with mischievous looks on their faces. Which he suspected came from them being perverted. He even saw one girl lick her lips!
He had so many things to say, but found himself mute out of self-preservation. He had a feeling he really didn't wanna know the answer to any of his questions.
When it became clear that he wasn't going to say anything, all of the girls started interrogating him at once.
"What's it like to be with a guy?!" A girl he recognized from his math class.
"Have you gone all the way yet?!" One of the older looking girls from the drama club.
"Aren't you worried one of the girls is gonna steal him one day?! How do you plan to stop it?!" Sayuri exclaimed.
"Will you and Satou model for me one day?!" pleaded the Nokozawa sister.
"Is it true you were always his favorite?!" Koike shouted.
"Will you listen to a song I wrote about you?!" A band member asked.
"Can you guys sing it together? As a duet?!" Another band member added.
"Will you be my boyfriend?" The girl who had dragged him to them room spoke.
All the questions ceased for a moment as they all snapped their heads to look at her.
"What?" She said. "Yoshida belongs to Satou. So if you want to get close to Satou, you have to be close to him." She shrugged as if that made all the sense in the world.
"Besides, I've always wanted a threesome."
At that, all the girls starting shouting again. But this time, over who could have Yoshida.
Yoshida was beyond overwhelmed. He didn't know whether to scream in frustration, cry and plead for mercy, look to the sky and apologize to whatever being he pissed off enough to believe he deserved this, or have an existential crisis.
He chose to do none of those as his body instinctively backed away from the fight that had broken up in the room. Crawling as fast as he could out of the door, he got up on shaking, wobbling legs, and ran faster than he ever had to get away. Even faster than when he ran through a haunted house or away from a "ghost" that had scared him.
He found himself running up the stairs towards the rooftop, where he was determined to stay forever.