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A Ray of Hope, maybe?
It was an unsettling sort of placidity as everybody in the club knew not to question their president. Tears spilled within her heart at the unfamiliarity that he displayed towards her. However, she couldn't find it in herself to give up just yet. She silently turned to her painting as her hands continued their dance, expressing whatever her heart felt.
The week had gone by without the unexpected. Sakuno had been religiously attending her club activities, she realized she quite enjoyed the company of the club members. They had all only ever been friendly and welcoming. Tetsu and Shinji had taken it upon themselves to help her out whenever she needed anything, the big brother complex, they supposed. It was an unspoken law and abiding by the rules was mandatory, it seemed. No one was allowed to look at Sakuno the wrong way, she was Fuji Syusuke's and everybody knew.
For the Prodigy however, the week had been rather confusing. It seemed as though the girl had been purposely trying to get under his skin, when in actuality, she hadn't even been trying. There would be times when Tezuka would observe how Fuji's brow would dip almost too insignificantly as he returned from the Art Club, or how he would take a few extra gulps of his special Wasabi juice every time he heard Yukimura talk about Sakuno. Every time he would enter the Art Hall, he would be faced with unwanted feelings as he looked upon the Auburn haired lass, smiling to herself, as her fingers clasped the brush, stroking briskly at places, and merely grazing the canvas, at others. He would feel his heart sinking at the sight, yes, it was a beautiful scenario, wherein he would go up to her and kiss her head, to see her turning her beautiful face towards him as her eyes reflected an undying love. It was, however, an impossible scenario. He would once again drown in the coldness of the tempest that he called home, as he would shut away his heart, never to be opened.
Today was comparatively free for the first year students, as the professors had been summoned to tutor the Final year students, to train them for their exams. Sayuri and Sakuno hummed together lyrics from the song, "Life" by YUI. It was a wonderful day, 'Absolutely Paintable' thought Sakuno as she inhaled the sweet Autumn scent. "Na, Sakuno, you remind me of Autumn, you know? You're hair and eyes, and your ever pink cheeks, all make up the image of a beautiful Autumn morning!" Sakuno turned towards her best friend, "then Sayuri is Winter, ne?" The two girls smiled at one another as they approached the group of young men. Greeting each one of them, they all gathered around a picnic spot, as they sat down comfortably, dispersing into chatters of their own. "Sakuno-chan, you look especially beautiful today" said a smiling Yukimura, to which Sakuno characteristically blushed, "Yukimura-senpai looks good too" the Violet haired lad simply chuckled at her innocence as he sighed happily. He had been thinking about her for a while now. But she was his best friend's woman, he knew. He was, however, just as fearsome, and Sadistic. His eyes narrowed as he thought, 'why not? Syusuke isn't doing much these days to indicate that he has any intentions of accepting her once again, we're both the same, are we not? If it isn't him, then it has to be me', he decided. He was about to ask Sakuno if she would consider it, when he heard Kenya yelling at Shiraishi, "Shiraaaishiiii! Get that thing OFF me!" the cement haired boy looked miffed, "Kenya, that THING is Gabriel II, and I don't understand why you don't like her! If you chose to accept me, you must choose to accept her as well!" he whined. Yuushi and Sanada could only sigh, "How on Earth are you two Prodigies, again?" asked Yuushi. In all the commotion, the group hadn't noticed the absence of a Hazel eyed boy and an Ink-haired girl, as they quietly strolled away from the commotion.
"How is Sakuno-san doing..?" Sayuri tipped her head slightly as a small smile made its way to her lips, "Mmm… she's keeping up somehow, she's determined, you know" she said to Tezuka, her eyes filled with warmth. Tezuka regarded her for a while before turning away, as he felt a small amount of heat creep up his face. He was a gentleman, he wasn't even supposed to be affected by such things, what on Earth? Similar thoughts were running through Sayuri's head, he was practically Sakuno's elder brother, this wasn't even right. But just maybe, she hoped that if ever anything were to happen between the two of them, it would be much less painful than the love their best friends shared. That was unbearable, even as a mere spectator.
The two stood in the empty hallway, staring out of one of the French windows. Their eyes reflected similar feelings, of hope, of pain, of concern and of fear. "She's been blaming herself a lot since that day, but I'm glad you opened her eyes, Tezuka-senpai, arigatou…" he quietly nodded in agreement. They stood simply, enjoying the comfortable silence as a cool breeze blew in their faces. She stepped closer to him, in want of heat, he supposed. He did not mind, as he stepped closer as well. A long breath later, "I think Fuji still has it, somewhere, I'm sure he has it in him to trust once again, it will take time, and may be painful, but it will happen once again, I am certain." She felt instantly relieved as he said that, if it were any consolation, the wait would be worth it, for both their friends and all those who cared for them.
It was almost like a repeat of their high-school days. The female population had started talking and bitching, among other things. Envy was a terrible emotion, because it destroys the purpose of a person's life, as he or she is blinded by what the other does or gets. That was the state of the girls who had once again begun to bully Sakuno. Sakuno had outgrown such trivialities as she simply paid their antics no heed, this seemed to irk the girls even more. The result- she had once again been cornered.
Club activities had been held in the morning that day, because Fuji thought the beautiful weather was a great inspiration. The members had each finished their pieces, the smell of linseed oil lingering in the hall, as those who used oil colours prepared to wipe their equipment clean. A small sigh was released through small, pink lips as Sakuno directed her bright eyes towards the maple tree outside. What a beautiful sight that was! Packing up, she proceeded down the hall way, when a sharp tug at her auburn tresses pulled her back, with her crashing against the wall. She felt a hot pain shoot up her spine, but chose to ignore it. Scissors! That was what was in the hands of the girl that had pulled her. A large pair of scissors, mind you. Sakuno would be fool if she didn't have an inkling as to what they were meant for. "What do you think you're doing? Sharp objects are dangerous, you know" she said, steadily. The girls cackled as they sneered at her, "shut it, bitch. You're one to talk, look at you whoring around with Syusuke-sama! What's more, you've even started playing tricks on Seiichi-sama! How dare you?!"
To say that she was shocked was an understatement, she let out a loud cry as the girl tugged at her hair painfully. Another one of the posse, a girl with black hair and eyes to match, held out a small blade. Her face was elegant, but mannerisms, absolutely appalling! She slashed at Sakuno's arm mercilessly, pointedly ignoring her broken cries. Her hair was next, as the girl lowered the scissors, a sudden chill ran down everybody's spines as soft, firm footsteps approached. "S-syusuke-sama! W-we were j-just-" "Please shut your filthy mouth, girl. Get the fuck away from her, now" he said menacingly. All eyes widened in fear as the girls dropped the sharp instruments and made a run for their lives. Sakuno looked at him, her eyes wide. He regarded her for a moment, when he realized that she had been cut severely. Eyes hardening, he turn on his heel, slightly tilting his head back, "you should stop being such a nuisance and control yourself more, Sakuno-san, Ja." Her head dropped as he walked away yet again, his cold words ringing in her ears. That aside, however, he had saved her! That had account for something, right? She quickly made to follow him when a gasp and a painful wince took over her expression. She gripped her arm as she made her way to the infirmary sullenly.
He sighed as he looked at the sky painted a beautiful mauve and red, how was this any different? Girls were troublesome creatures. He wondered where all that spite came from, because in all honesty, Ryuzaki Sakuno had never done any of them wrong. Girls were really… just shallow, greedy and spiteful beings. He looked up at the chandelier in the very large dorm room. She continued to haunt him, it had been so long, it only hurt more. He had conditioned his heart to remain stone-like, but every now and then, he would feel it crack slightly, like she was the wind that caused the weathering.
His musings were interrupted as a timid knock sounded at the door. It couldn't be Seiichi or Tezuka, they both had keys to the room, considering they shared it. It must be one of the other boys then, he made his way to the door as he opened it. His eyes narrowed and turned glassy. "What do you think you're doing here?" he asked coldly. "I-I… I wanted to thank you for today, Syusuke-kun" she said steadily. He was pissed. Why did she have to simply turn up whenever she felt like it? He chuckled darkly, moving aside to let her in. Quickly closing the door, he stepped closer to her. "Who do you think you are Sakuno-san? Being so familiar and everything?" Sakuno shivered as she stood her ground, "I'm Sakuno, Syusuke-kun… remember the Sakuno you… y-you loved?" tears threatened to escape her eyes as she looked into his cerulean orbs. She noticed they hardened further, "I don't remember you being the girl I loved, Sakuno-san, she used to trust me." He looked at her as if daring her to say otherwise. She could now feel the hot tears flowing over the sharp planes of her cheeks. He chuckled once again as he stepped closer.
It were as if they had the routine down to perfection, he would step forward, and she, a step backwards. She gasped as the back of knees hit his bed, and the inertia had her falling on to it, trapped firmly between the Sadist and his bed. His eyes glinted as he looked down at her. Her beautiful hair splayed about her heart-shaped, tear stained face. He could feel her breath on his lips. He smirked vilely, as he darted his tongue out to lick away a stray tear. She shivered and whimpered in fear. His eyes were so, so cold. He continued to lick away her tears as his deft fingers unbuttoned her shirt, shifting the material below her elbows, her creamy skin exposed to him, for his viewing pleasure. Her eyes widened in terror. What was he doing?! He laughed humourlessly as his eyes carefully scanned her figure. She was truly beautiful, he smirked widely, he would show her what Lust really was.
His lips left a hot trail of kisses as he sucked and bit the soft flesh of her long, slender neck. He nipped at her collar bones and felt her release a cry of protest. "S-Syusuke-kun... P-Please stop!" His lips trailed her jawline as he bit her lower lip, nipping gently. He kissed her pink lips over and over, unaffected by the fact that they trembled with fear every time he did so. His hot tongue darted out slightly as he licked her ear-lob, sucking gently. "Saa... Why would you want me to stop, Sakuno-san..? You should know better than anybody else that I always give into my lust, right?" he dipped his mouth into her cleavage as he kissed the flesh and made sure to leave a good amount of hickeys. He gripped her upper arms as he dipped his head lower, when he heard her let out a cry of pain. His eyes flashed as he remembered the wounds on her arm. He gently let go of her, his hair hooding his beautiful eyes. He cursed under his breath as he looked at her broken expression. He quickly pulled her shirt over her skin, and buttoned it up. He looked down at her, she was trembling with fear, fear… she was afraid of him.
His jaw hardened, "You should leave. Don't ever come back, Sakuno-san" he said, as he turned away, shutting his eyes closed. He heard shifting and soft, unsure footsteps that faded away as the door clicked shut. What had he done? He let out low, laboured breaths as he looked at the flooring with wide eyes. Just what had he done?! Her broken and scared expression was painted fresh in his head. He fell to the ground as he buried his face in his hands, his fingers tugging at his chocolate orbs. He had done the unthinkable. He had tainted his angel, why? When had he become such a demon?
She made her way to the dorm room, collapsing as soon as she was inside. Heart wrenching sobs were heard as she shook uncontrollably. She had vowed to bring him back, he had shown concern for her today, and her heart told her that it wasn't a hoax. But at this point, she wasn't so sure, heck she wasn't even sure she was going to be okay…
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