A/N: Wow, we're already on chapter 2! I'm rather excited! I don't have many reviews or alerts for this story yet, so if you're reading please, please, PLEASE REVIEW!
Warning: There's a kinda sorta almost not quite lemon in this chapter. It's a dream lemon? A bad dream lemon (bad-bad, not good-bad). Don't worry, it's that part is really short. Well, this whole chapter is short, but…
Disclaimer: do I really need to say it?
Tristan: yes, you do! So say it…now!
Me: I'm starting to wish I never created you.
Tristan: Stephanie owns nothing but me.
Me: And soon I won't even own you. Believe me, you are dying a slow horrible death in my imagination right now.
ENJOY!
Miharu walked into school the next day, feeling horrible. He'd barely slept at all last night. He was plagued by such awful dreams…
Thobari slipped his tongue into Tristan's mouth. The small boy moaned beneath the kiss, pressing his body as close as possible. And then, their clothes were gone. Sensei was sliding into his entrance. With each thrust and moan, Miharu died a little.
Thrust.
He doesn't love me.
Moan.
He doesn't want me.
Grind.
I know this.
Groan.
But it still hurts.
When he finally woke up, tears were streaming down his face. He'd never felt this awful before.
Thobari sighed for the millionth time that day. Miharu had both avoided and ignored him all day. They tended to see each other a lot in the hallway, before they got close to last period. Normally, his student would smile and blush and say hello. Today, however, he didn't say anything. Every time he looked at the boy, his eyes would flash with some unknown emotion.
Who am I kidding? Thobari thought. I know what emotion it is. Its pain, hurt, sadness. Was I wrong in pushing him away like that? I do love him.
The teacher shook his head as soon as the thought entered his mind.
No. I wasn't wrong. There's no way that we could ever have a relationship. It would have been cruel of me to get his hopes up like that. And for what? To break his heart later on, when he realized that it wasn't meant to be? No. I did it for his own good.
Thobari sighed yet again in frustration. Still, I should have told him. I should have told him that I love him. Maybe that would have made it easier. Maybe then he wouldn't hate me.
The students began filling in for class, greeting their teacher as they entered. Miharu didn't say anything; he just headed directly for his seat.
"Hi, sensei!" Tristan said, as he walked in. He beamed up at Thobari.
"Hello, Tristan," he responded casually.
Tristan sat down, saying a quick hello to Koichi, and flashing Miharu a smirk.
Miharu's eyes widened. This time he was sure that he hadn't imagined it. Why had he smirked? Did he already dislike Miharu? If so, why?
Almost unconsciously, Miharu's eyes went to his Sensei. His sweet strong sensei that (as much as he hated to admit it) he still loved.
Suddenly, they locked eyes. Mouths unmoving and yet saying so much.
I should have told you.
I shouldn't have told you.
I love you.
I want you to love me.
I don't want you to hate me.
I want to hate you.
I wish we could be together.
Kumohira moved about the room, collecting the previous night's homework. When he got to Miharu's desk, he lingered for a moment.
"I need to talk to you after class," he whispered softly, so no one else would hear.
Against his will, Miharu's heart fluttered in his chest, but he quickly forced himself to calm down. He refused to get his hopes up.
Because if he did, then his heart would finally completely shatter.
A/N: OMG, I ended this chapter with a cliff-hanger! Don't worry, though. I have the first 5 chapters of this typed up already, so it shouldn't take me too long to update. I'll just have to wait a few days, you know, for dramatic effect.
Thobari: You're a damned sadist.
Yup! So, what will happen next? What is it that Thobari has to tell Miharu? Why is Tristan constantly smirking at Miharu? Will the next chapter be longer? All of these questions and more will be answered in chapter 2 of FORBIDDEN FEELINGS ALL CAPS!
….if I get enough reviews…
JK!
…sort of…