I Will Make you Mine

Once the session was over, Shinobu rose from his seat in one fluid movement, holding the book by its binding in one hand before closing it with a small resounding thud, right before Misaki's eyes. He flinched, blinking as the younger exam student stood.

Tilting his chocolate crowned head back, green eyes gazed up into gray which were staring at him so intensely it sent a chill down his back. As time ticked away for what seemed like ages Misaki frowned, "Why are you staring at me?"

"Because, I'm going to make you mine," that very sentence caused green eyes to widen almost as though if it were possible they'd be popping out of their sockets.

"W-w-what!?" He managed to laugh, though nervously, diverting his eyes from Shinobu, "Y-you're kidding right?"

"No," he'd spoken flatly.

However before Misaki could respond further he heard the blond say, "We're done for the day," while getting his bag ready, but that did not help to dispel the odd feeling that had formed in the pit of Misaki's stomach. He wondered what was up with this younger exam student as he too began to ready his bags to leave the horror that was the library.

He began to wonder as they left, if perhaps he hadn't made a mistake in choosing this particular person to be his tutor; he'd not seen the other boy smile even once and although he was extremely intelligent at least in comparison to himself, he was also a bit creepy.

When he felt a grip just above his elbow, his head turned to stare blankly at Shinobu, blinking as he asked "What is it?"

The grip loosened and Misaki was able to pull his arm away, only to feel baffled when the other spoke.

"I just wanted to walk you home."

"Uhm, I guess that's okay...but... why?" Somehow, he didn't have a good feeling about this.

"To make sure you get home safe," still there wasn't much expression on the blondes face other than those intense gray eyes that seemed to pierce into him.

"Oh..." then he felt his face heat, "Hey! I'm not a girl!"

"What does it matter if you're not a girl, even these days young men are being targeted as well. It's safer in numbers, besides I said I'd make you mine, so I want to know everything there is to know about you."

"What are you saying, I really don't understand," hadn't they only recently run into one another and he'd practically begged Shinobu to help him with his studies. The blond had seemed irritated before and now he was spouting off strange things.

"Because Misaki, didn't you say it?"

"Say what?"

"That our meeting one another was preordained?"

Blinking, Misaki asked in confusion, "What does that have to do with anything?"

"It's destiny."

Shaking his head, he still didn't get it, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Expelling a sigh, Shinobu crossed his arms in front of himself, "Well I guess, for someone like you I need to use simpler terms."

One of Misaki's brows twitched above his eye.

"We're destined to be together and because of that I will make you mine, completely."

It took a few seconds for it to sink in, but once it had he still couldn't quite grasp it. "Uhmn... do you mean as a friend?"

"No," the other spoke rather bluntly, adding nothing more as he continued to stare unwaveringly at Misaki.

Trying to swallow over the lump that had formed in his throat he asked nervously, "Then...what exactly do you mean?"

"I want you to fall in love with me," Shinobu had once more grabbed ahold of Misaki's arm.

"W-what!?" He tried to back away, but the blondes grip was relentless, "You're kidding...right?" Although it didn't seem like it as those gray eyes gazed directly into his without wavering.

"Do you think I have time to joke around?"

'Nii-chan, I think I'm in serious trouble here,' Misaki thought to himself while trying to think of something to say or do to make this nightmare go away.

"Shinobu... I'm not gay, so I don't think that things between us would work out." As he spoke, Shinobu leaned into him, their noses millimeters apart.

"How will you know, unless you give it a try?" And before Misaki could form a protest, Shinobu's lips gently brushed back and forth over his.

It wasn't unpleasant, Misaki thought as his eyes fluttered at the brief touch, before the other pulled away from him even as his heart had begun to thud so earnestly.

However as soon as he was free of Shinobu's grip and had come back to his senses he shook his head in disbelief and turned back in the direction of his home, where he would be safe from being pulled into the world of a homosexual. 'I am a man. Shinobu is a man. There is no way that we're destined to be together - like that.'

Behind him however Shinobu followed, easily able to keep in stride with Misaki, though neither of them spoke. Misaki's heart didn't seem as though it had calmed either, which only served to irritate him. 'It's just because I'm walking so fast, it has absolutely nothing to do with Shinobu.'

Once he had reached the door to his house, he was about to open it when his brother opened it from the inside.

"Misaki!" His brother, Takahiro smiled at him, although he looked beyond him, surprised, "Who might this be Misaki?"

Misaki's brow twitched again, he really preferred not to introduce them to one another, because his brother was often to oblivious and kind too. He'd rather his Nii-chan not be nice to Shinobu or oblivious to the blonds weird intentions toward him. Yet his brother had taught him manners and did not wish to disappoint him as he introduced the two.

"Nii-chan, this is Takatsuki Shinobu, the tutor I mentioned to you. Shinobu this is my Nii-chan Takahashi Takahiro."

Takahiro held out his hand to Shinobu, whom took it firmly, the two shaking hands as they were introduced.

"It's nice to meet you Takahashi-san, I hope I'll be able to help Misaki pass the entrance exams to his University of choice."

Takahiro smiled down at Shinobu, "Thank you for taking care of Misaki, I'm sure you'll be able to from what little I've heard about you. Thank you for bring him home."

They'd let go of each others hands while Misaki stepped around his brother to remove his shoes.

"It was my pleasure to do so Takahashi-san," and as he was about to turn to continue home himself he was halted be what Misaki's brother said next.

"Takatsuki-kun, would you like to stay for dinner?"

Hearing that Misaki turned, wanting to object, but quickly closed his mouth before turning back and entering the kitchen. He'd already planned the meal for that day, luckily he'd bought enough for four or five people rather than just two. Pulling his hair back and putting on the apron he wore he began to cook dinner while Takahiro and Shinobu spoke with one another.

"I'd like to stay, if I'm not imposing?"

"Not at all, think of it as payment for tutoring my little brother."

Shinobu nodded, "Thank you," and took his shoes off at the entrance before stepping further into the household, sitting down across from Takahiro at the table.

Misaki frowned as he fried the salmon, stirred the rice and chopped up vegetables. The two seemed to be getting along fairly well, though he'd rather they weren't.

Takahiro had helped to set the table, insisting that Shinobu sit as he was a guest after all, before all three of them finally sat down to eat.

Although the air was tense between Shinobu and Misaki, because Misaki himself was tense and it was all the other boys fault, Takahiro didn't seem to notice it as he chatted easily with the two of them.

Misaki's eyes rounded when he felt Shinobu's foot riding up his pant leg, causing him to drop his spoon, his face feeling as though it were on fire as his eyes narrowed in the blonds direction.

Takahiro asked, "Misaki? Are you alright?"

Misaki brought his hand up to his mouth and faked a cough, "I'm okay," then he lifted the glass of orange juice to his mouth and carefully took a sip of it after kicking Shinobu's foot away from him.

He was thankful once dinner was over and he'd begun collecting the plates to wash, while Takahiro saw Shinobu to the station.

Once he was alone he sunk to his knees, his hands holding onto the counter as he shook, 'What am I going to do?'