AN: Thanks for all the reviews! Because of them, I was able to make some good changes ^^ Like, that summary~ Arigatou gozaimasu ^^ And yes, this chapter focuses a little more on Utau, and yes, some Kutau ^^ I know it might not satisfy you, not yet at least. There's plenty more where that came from. And like I said, things start to happen in this chapter :D harharhar.
Enjoy~
Once we arrived home, Utau immediately ran upstairs and slammed the door behind her. A click could be heard; she obviously locked it. I calmly ignored her for the time being and closed the front door behind me. I headed to the kitchen, and fixed myself a cup of tea. Once it was steaming, I took a tentative sip. Delicious. Then, I went to the living room, and opened the last drawer of the cabinet. Inside were various tools ranging from lined paper, to staples, to hole punchers. I lifted a secret latch on the bottom of the drawer, and retrieved a set of keys.
"Do you really think I'm that stupid?" I muttered to myself as I headed to Utau's room and opened the door. Once I did, she screamed. She was just about to change her clothes; that is, until I intruded.
"Ahhhhhh! Get out! How the hell did you get in, anyway?!" She shouted, throwing pillows at my face, which I either caught and threw to the side, or deflected.
"... You ever heard of a key?" I asked matter of factly.
"Just let me change first!" She shot back, slamming the door once again. I waited behind the door, just thinking about how I'm ever going to be able to tell my parents about this. They're certainly not going to like this. Then, the door opened.
"Come in."
I entered to find Utau dressed in her PJ's, sitting on her bed. She was hugging her stuffed bear, making her look innocent, but that look on her face states otherwise. I sighed heavily and settled into her desk chair.
"Now, where should I start? Hm, how about how you didn't tell me where you've been all day? Or when you decided to go to a club that you're clearly too young for? I mean, honestly Utau, what the hell were you thinking?!" I began to shout.
"I was thi-"
"No, you clearly weren't thinking!" I interrupted.
"Why the hell do you care? You're not mom or dad," She retaliated.
"It's my job to protect you."
"Says who?!" She shouts, gesturing around her.
"Hmm, was it my chair? Or was it the air blowing in the breeze?" She says in a mocking tone.
"It doesn't matter who said it. I said it."
"Huh, some protector. You're the one who asks me to cover for you when you hit the club and come home at 4 in morning, and you're the one who's screwing around with every hot girl you find! Yet you have the audacity to tell me that I can't do as I PLEASE? Who's going to stop me? You're not even here half the time!"
I was speechless for a second as I took an unconscious step backwards. Somehow, my feet led me to the door.
"Get out of my life. You were never in it in the first place," She said curtly, as she slammed the door on my face.
Someday, that door is going fall right off its hinges.
The Next Day~
Utau pov~
He has some god damn nerve, saying that stuff to me. Honestly, where is that heartbreaking, indifferent, playboy brother of mine when I need him? After I finished eating breakfast, I grabbed my stuff and left the house. Since it was quiet warm this morning, I decided to walk; and because I didn't want to ask him for a ride to school. I can manage just fine on my own, thank you very much. The sun beamed down on my surroundings, seeming to light up the world. The air in the morning is strangely very fresh and pure, I never noticed it before.
I took in a deep breath, then exhaled in wonder. It felt nice to be outside for once. It feels as if I could just sit under a tree and listen to music while just pondering about life.
But nobody has time for that. When I stopped at a red light, the wind blew slowly, ruffling my skirt. Swear, I feel like they purposely make the uniforms more revealing for the girls since the skirts are so short, so are our p.e. uniforms. I was about to cross the street when someone honked their horn. Confused, I turned around to see who it was, only to find Kukai waving his hand at me from his car.
"Get in!" He hollered.
"No thanks, I don't take rides from strangers," I said, holding my chin high and crossing the street. Once I'm across, I keep walking and never looked back. I didn't have to, I know he was still there, following me in his car.
"Do you mind not following me to school? That's kind of what people call a 'stalker,' " I said, annoyance showing in my voice.
"Well, I'm just worried you're not going to get to school on time. Get in, I'll give you a lift," He offered. He rolled up right next to me, driving in the parking spaces. I looked sideways to face him, raising my eyebrows.
"Come ooooooonnnnn~ I don't bite," He said, giving me a goofy grin. I gave him a look of disbelief.
"Fine. But if you try anything-"
"I won't. Cross my heart," He said, making two slashes across his heart with his forefinger. I rolled my eyes but got into the passenger seat.
"So, why are you up so early? I thought college students could sleep in. Heck, I thought you have class," I say.
"Class doesn't start for another hour or so. And anyways, I just had some things to do. why are you walking? Doesn't your bro give you a ride?" He asked, turning onto the street of the school.
"None of your business," I say, getting out of the car as it stopped. I slammed the door shut and walked towards the school gates.
"Utau!" I looked back and saw Amu running up to me.
"Hey Amu."
"Ohayo, Utau-chan," she says breathlessly.
"Are you okay? You sound out of breath," I say.
"Had to run to school or else I would've been late," She says, clutching her sides. She never was much of a runner.
"But why are you here so late, Utau? You're usually already in the classroom by now."
"I walked to school today," I said simply.
"Really? Don't you usually get a ride?" She asked, seemingly innocent.
"Yeah. Didn't wanna today," I said, ending the conversation.
The bell rang, signaling the end to our awkward conversation. We parted ways since we don't have classes together; frankly, we've never had classes together before, oddly enough. I got all of the classes with no one I know, while she is the exact opposite; getting all the good teachers and having all of her friends in her classes.
Once class started, I just tried my best to listen; but honestly, I'm really tired. That night at the club was thrilling, but also very exhausting, considering the aftermath of that day. I'm surprised Ikuto hasn't told on me to our parents.
"Hoshina-chan, could you please do problem 3 on the board?"
"Sure."
I got up and walked to the front of the room, emanating "confidence." Some call it that, I call it arrogance. I quickly solved the math problem and then boxed my answer before setting the Expo marker down and sitting back in my seat.
"Excellent job," My teacher praised.
"Thank you," I said simply.
Everyone just stared at me in awe, probably just wondering: omg, Utau-chan is so smart! Yawn. This stuff is so easy, anyone could do it. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention something didn't I? My last name is Hoshina at school so my classmates wouldn't bombard me to and from school if they found out I'm the daughter of the famous violinist, Tsukiyomi Aruto, and the sister of Tsukiyomi Ikuto.
Slowly, the time ticked by and eventually, we had lunch. While I was heading to the lunchroom, I was glomped by Yaya.
"Utau-chan!" She shouted, hugging me so tightly I was gasping for air.
"A-... air," I managed to choke out.
"Oh! Sorry!" She laughed, letting me go. I don't get how that's even remotely funny, but okay.
"What do you have for lunch today?" I asked, getting in line.
"Hmm, I think it's noodles," She pondered.
"You wanna trade then? What do you want from here?" I asked, gesturing to the different options the school offered.
"I want a subway!" she exclaimed.
"Hai hai."
After we bought our lunches, we headed to our usual table where Kairi, Rima, Yaya, and I usually sat. I never really eat with Amu; used to, but she and her other friends just decided to sit somewhere else and then they just left. There were other friends of ours, but they aren't here at the moment. Probably off doing their homework or something.
"Hey guys," I greeted, sitting down next to Rima.
"Hey Utau!" I literally choked on my drink. After my wave of coughing and hacking I turned toward my left and saw Kukai standing there, waving at me as if it were normal to see a college student in a high school cafeteria.
"What are you doing here?" I said vehemently. He certainly feels like a stalker now.
"I'm here with Ikuto," He said, taking a bite of his sandwich.
"Why are you wearing the school uniform and where did you get it from?" I asked, confused yet suspicious. And Ikuto? Why's he here? He put a finger to his lips and smirked.
"I have my ways," He said pridefully.
"I still don't understand how he bought lunch," Rima chimed in, shaking her head in wonder.
"He could have just stood in line, you know?"
"Honestly, wouldn't someone have noticed that he doesn't go here?" Kairi said matter of factly.
"Why don't we talk somewhere else," I said, pushing him gently towards the door.
"Don't take too long, Utau. You still need to grab your books for class!" Yaya called after me.
"K!" I shout back. Then in a few seconds, we got outside. Luckily, there weren't that many people in the main hall, making it relatively private.
"Why's Ikuto here?" I said, getting straight to the point.
"He wanted to talk to Amu," Kukai explained.
"Geez, isn't having everything you want already enough?" I mutter under my breath.
"What?"
"Nothing. You should leave before you get caught," I say, turning around. But he grabbed my arm, stopping me.
"What did you say?" He asks, more seriously this time.
"Nothing!" I shout. Then I wrest my arm out of his grip and head back into the cafeteria. I give Yaya her tupperware back and bid them all farewell as I went to go to my locker and grab my other books.
"... -ried. Text me later about it, okay?"
Ikuto? I halted my footsteps just as I reached the end of the hall, and peered over the corner of the hallway. I saw Ikuto standing there talking to Amu.
"Okay. But there's practice today, so I hope to talk to resolve this," She says. She's probably talking about track practice.
"Thanks, I gotta go now, " Then my brother began to leave.
Amu began heading in direction, and I began to panic. Where to hide, where to- "Eep!" I yelped as I got pulled into the bushes nearby by a familiar hand. A hand covered my mouth as I looked up at my assailant, only to find that it's Kukai.
"Shhh," He says, putting a hand a finger to his lips. We wait till all we hear are Amu's receding footsteps down the hallway. Even after we're sure she's gone, we stay in that position, his arms wrapped around me from behind, as if waiting for someone to just suddenly pop up out of nowhere.
"Okay, I think the coast is clear," He says, removing his hand from my mouth.
"No kidding! It was clear ten minutes ago!"
"Hey, we can never be too safe," He says with a cheeky grin. We both step out of the undergrowth, catching the eyes of unwanted onlookers as they were walking by. Oh if there weren't anyone around, I'd be wringing his neck at the moment.
"Why are you following me around everywhere?" I ask him, irritated.
"You're interesting. Plus, I wasn't following you around, I just happen to be in the area," He said.
"Whatever then." Thankfully, the bell chose to ring at that moment.
"I'm going to class now," I say. Then I picked up my stuff and left.
Ikuto pov~
I walk into Utau's high school with Kukai trailing in my wake.
"Ikuto, you sure this is a good idea?" He asked, for the billionth time.
"I told you, no one's going to find out we don't go here. As long as you don't attract much attention and you're wearing school gear, then it's all good. And besides, it's lunchtime so people are always coming on and off campus," I say, winking at some girls passing by. They practically faint at the sight of me.
"Dude, stop flirting. You already have a girlfriend," Kukai said bluntly.
"Relax, I'm just having some fun," I say, smirking.
"So where is she?"
"No idea. There's one way to find out." I walk up to a group of girls sitting on a table in the shade gossiping with each other. They all freeze once I approached them.
"Excuse me, but have any of you seen Hinamori Amu?" I ask politely.
"H-hinamori-san? She's usually eating in classroom 3-D a girl stutters out, majorly blushing.
"Thank you."
"Yo Kukai, we're goin' to room 3-D."
"K."
When we turned our backs, I heard them chattering like a bunch of squirrels talking about how hot I am. I smirked inwardly. Life's good when you're sexy.
"So remind me again why we're at a high school?" Kukai asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
"I need to talk to Amu about something," I say, leaving out the details.
"Ooooooooo, since when have you called her such in such an intimate way?" Kukai teased. We rounded a corner and came upon room 3-D.
"It's so much easier than calling her Hinamori-san," I say boredly, opening the sliding door to the classroom. There were only a couple of people milling about, eating their lunches and talking to their friends. I spotted Amu in the corner with a couple of friends and sauntered over to her.
"Yo, Amu, could I get a sec?" I asked, purposely making my voice sound sexy since her friends were with her. They immediately blushed and nudged her to come with me. Amu on the other hand, was shocked to see me here.
"Um, sure," She said, excusing herself from her friends and following me out. Again, whispers could be heard.
"Who is he?"
"Has he always been at this school?"
"Kya! He's so hot!"
"Ikuto, what are you doing here? And where did you get our school uniform?" Amu asked, walking down the hallway with me.
"I have ways," I say, smirking. Kukai's no where to be seen. He probably wandered off...
"So what did you want to talk about?"
"Let's find a quieter place first."
We walked to the bushes and stood near it, not making a sound.
"You better not be trying to-"
"This is about Utau," I interrupted.
"Right, of course,-"
"Have you heard anything from Utau? Did she text you?"
"Umm, no. Lately, she's been getting a little distant..." I saw some teachers nearby, heading our way.
"Anyway, I'm getting a little worried. Text me later about it, okay?"
"Okay. But there's practice today, so I hope to talk to resolve this," She says.
"Thanks, I gotta go now," I say, gesturing to the authorities coming towards us. I hurriedly leave and make my appearance inconspicuous; which is quite difficult, considering how much I stand out here. I decided to walk swiftly away and averted my gaze from the teachers to the very interesting floor as I hurried along.
"Excuse me, son, I haven't seen you around. Do you go here?" I froze in place, my entire body becoming rigid. Oh shit. The person that spoke to me was middle-aged man with graying hair and black glasses. He was flanked by an older man no younger than his fifties and a tall young woman dressed in a collared shirt and a pencil skirt.
"Yeah, you probably haven't seen me around because I used to go to a different school," I smoothly lied. Everyone's eyes were on us now, and the other teachers also began to notice how I seemed to stand out.
"Really? Who's your homeroom teacher?" The woman asked.
"Ummm, Misterrrrrrrrrrr-" My eyes darted frantically around and spotted a name on the wall of a classroom. Sasaki.
"Ah right! Mr. Sasaki!" I answered, rubbing the bad of my head.
"Strange, I don't remember having you in any of my classes..." The old man said, scratching his forehead in confusion.
"O-Oh! You probably don't notice me much since I always sit in the back... Hey, look at the time, I gotta go," I said, looking at my wrist and dashing off. I managed to get halfway to the entrance before I began to be pursued by security guards.
"Hey, you! Stop!"
I hell as no ain't stopping!
I began to sprint and reached the gates to my freedom. After taking a sharp left, I managed to camouflage myself with the trees and bushes as they ran past me. I sighed in relief as I rested my hands on my knees to catch my breath, then after a moment, leaned against a nearby tree trunk and grasped a branch just above my head for support.
"Yo Ikuto, why you breathing so hard?" I turned around to find Kukai sauntering over to where I stood, hanging on to dear life.
"I *gasp* had to run *pant* all the way out here *pant* to avoid getting caught by security!" I practically shout.
"Run? Why didn't you just take a shortcut through bushes and come out of this opening?" He asked, gesturing to the clearing around them and the lack of a gate. I just glared daggers at him.
"You're one to talk. Where'd you wander off to?"
We began to head back to the car.
"Just had some things to see to," He shrugged indifferently.
"Like what?" We reached the car and I rifled through my pockets for the keys.
"Just stuff," He said, not going into detail. I raised an eyebrow suspiciously.
"Hmm, I can't imagine what kind of 'stuff' you would need to do at a high school that you didn't even go to. Care to enlighten me?" I said sarcastically. I unlocked the car doors and we piled in. The weather was scorching hot outside, so I opened all the windows and drove to Kukai's house, letting the wind violently ruffle my hair.
"No, not really!" Kukai replied over the wind.
"Okay then," I say, still suspicious.
I'll find out on my own, one way or another. I have my ways. I smirked evilly, causing Kukai to give me a look of fear and worry. If my hands weren't busy at the moment, I'd be rubbing them against each other evilly. We arrived at his house and I dropped him off before going to school myself. Kukai has a slightly different schedule than mine so he doesn't have class at times even though I do. I attended class and did all the work necessary before slacking off and composing some music.
Composing my own music is the only thing that the teachers don't mind I do, and the only thing that's actually close to "fun" when it comes to school. Every week, there's also my composing class, but it happens at night, so it makes sense to hit the club afterwards, right?
"Ikuto, can I see what you composed for the assignment?"
"Sure."
I passed him the music sheets as he quickly scanned them. It was currently about 9:30pm; half an hour left.
"This matches well with the piano piece I composed," He says, showing me his sheets. He's right, they're quite melodious together.
"Then let's play a duet for the assignment. I gotta go now," I said, gathering all my things.
"K, see ya," Nagi said.
"See ya, man," I said before leaving.
Having nothing to do, I just drove around town, letting the breeze caress my face. I stopped at several stores, buying food, some supplies, and new batteries for my watch. I then ate my food in my car, listening to the radio as it announced an upcoming concert where they would be raffling off two tickets for the new amusement park.
"Just text 92487 to our radio station for a chance to win!" After that, they began playing songs again. Hey, why not. It's not like I'll have anything to lose. I whipped out my phone and texted 92487 to their radio station and then put it away. I doubt I'll win, but whatever. At least there's a chance.
"Hmm, I haven't texted Amu yet..." I pulled out my phone again and texted her.
How was practice with Utau? Did she say anything about where she's goin?
When there was no immediate reply, I called Utau. It went to voice mail immediately, the five times I called her. When I called the home phone, it rang, then went to voice mail. I sighed, frustrated. I ran my hands through my hair, hoping that that action would cure my irritation.
"Arrrgghh! Why do I care so much?!" I shouted at myself. Luckily, all the windows were closed so no one would think I was crazy for talking to myself.
But yes, why do I care so much? Since when did I actually start caring about the affairs of others and the people around me? It couldn't have been more than a couple weeks ago that I was dating countless girls left and right. Whoever flocked to me, I would hit them up and date them. After getting intimate, my girlfriend at that point would fall crazy in love with me and then I'd dump her. Then the cycle would endlessly go on.
Hell, sometimes I dated two girls at once, just to see a chick fight. But lately... I actually began to notice things... Utau, Kukai, my new girlfriend Saki, and mostly... Amu. No. No, no, no. I'm just kidding myself. There's no way I would ever be human. No way that I would be able to love and care about someone else honestly. I'm just not meant to do that. Shaking my head vigorously, I started up the car and drove violently to the nearest club. I immediately got out and slammed the door shut.
"Yo, Rob, watch these for me will ya?" I asked,tossing my wallet and keys to the bartender.
"Sure man. I'll lock your things in like everyone else," The bartender said, catching my things and stuffing them into a locker. In this club, you can opt to have your things in a safe while you party, basically. It is a small price to pay, but it's better than getting robbed while dancing.
I then sat down on the bar and slapped a twenty on the table.
"Something strong," I said, rubbing my temples with my hand. The throbbing music and pulsing lights did nothing to help the oncoming headache.
"Comin' right up," Rob replied after locking away my things. As I waited, I looked out at the crowd of people, dancing their days away. Most of them were barely dressed; the girls looked like hookers, and the guys looked ready to screw any girl that comes their way.
"Here you are, man. One glass of some of the strongest stuff we have," He said, setting a glass before me. The glass contained maroon colored liquid with a cherry beside it. I downed it all in one go, then ate the cherry, spitting out the seed when nobody was looking.
"Oooooo~ you have a strong taste, handsome," I looked to my left and found a blond sitting tall and primp in the bar chair, swiveling around to get a better look at me. She was dressed in a blood red dress, barely ending at her thighs. It showed plenty of cleavage as she tossed her red curls flirtatiously.
"You talkin' to me, cutie?" I asked, smirking. I purposely tossed my midnight blue hair to the side to see her reaction. It was hard to tell, but I believe she purred.
"Who else?" She said seductively, gesturing to the other people at the club. I walked up to her and brushed a forefinger from her neck, tracing a line from the bottom, all the way to her chin, lifting it up slightly. Then I kissed her lightly on the lips. As I was pulling away, she closed the gap between us, and kissed me back, but more roughly, passionately. We began making out, my tongue begging for entrance, she, gladly letting me in.
"Would you two get a room already?" One customer asked, clearly pissed at all the PDA. With that said, I swooped her into my arms and we both headed to a backroom of the club, nuzzling noses and giving chaste kisses to each other.
My vision began to blur and I saw two of her. The background music and all the people cheering and yelling all melded into one, clambering sound that all seemed to be in the back of my mind. All my mind was focused on at the moment was the sexy girl in my arms. After getting a room and locking the door for privacy, I gently lay her down on the bed and kiss her roughly. She would moan in ecstasy at the affection I was giving her.
I felt my phone buzz and vibrate a couple times; but after like, the second or third time, I got annoyed and tossed it behind my back, not even giving it a second glance. She began unbuttoning the buttons of my shirt and my mind began to get fuzzy. But it was pure euphoria.
This. This is who I am.
AN:...Well, I hope that wasn't too graphic. This is still rated T and I don't like to write much M rated stuff... anyways, thanks for reading, and I'll see you all next time ^^