A/N:
*stares at the publish date of the last chapter*
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*stares at today's date*
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Uh...enjoy?
Confusion part 5: Himekawa
Himekawa Tatsuya breathed a long contented sigh and settled further into his plush beach recliner, eyes gliding lazily over his very, very, private, pearly white beach, thoroughly enjoying the solitude. Getting away from the godforsaken St. Ishiyama Academy and the usual noisy crowd had absolutely been the best idea he'd had in a long while, and his family's extravagant holiday compound on the southern island of Miyakojima was the perfect place for some luxurious R&R.
He had everything he could ever want here. More space than he really knew what to do with. First class chefs to prepare any meal he could ever desire, made with top notch ingredients airshipped to the island from any part of the world. A small army of servants at his beck and call, making his experience here as comfortable as possible.
All that, along with no responsibilities to think about, no obnoxious teenagers undermining him, and no annoying school board or whatnot to bother him, had Himekawa feeling the most relaxed he had in years. Why hadn't he done this earlier? It wasn't like this compound was a recent acquisition of his family.
He stretched and yawned. Nah, no use wondering about past decisions, he figured he was better off just taking this opportunity to fully recharge for now, and remember to visit here more often in the future. He was going to inherit this along with everything else the Himekawa Group owned sooner or later after all. He would have plenty of opportunities to put this place to its full use, but for now he was going to continue lounging here, casually sipping his refreshing flute of iced pineapple-lemonade and do absolutely nothing.
Just as he took a second leisurely sip however, there was a loud splashing sound followed by a sudden cacophony of frantic screaming hitting him like a tsunami.
If the recliner hadn't had armrests he would have fallen off it.
Himekawa grabbed his phone from the small table beside him and sent off an irritable message to the security unit on the compound to go remove the disturbance. He then settled back and glared in the general direction of the noise while he waited for it to go away.
Several minutes passed. The noise persisted. He sent off another angrier message.
Several more minutes passed. The noise quieted down… and then resumed with a ferocity that almost knocked his parasol over, until one of the security guards sailed into it, knocking over the table with it, and showering Himekawa with the sand he had previously thought so highly of. A second guard fell into the pool behind him, followed by a third, and a fourth, then a fifth until the whole guard roster dotted the landscape in various tasteless positions as the noise slowly crept closer.
"-the fuck did you dump us off this time Alaindelon?"
"A beach, like you asked for."
"Then why was there some guy trying to get us to 'remove ourselves'-"
"probably because this is private property? No beach this nice is this empty unless it's owned by some rich bastard–"
Himekawa's heart sank. This… No, no, no way. Nope. Forget it. He was hallucinating, or dreaming. This was just a nightmare. He would wake up in his recliner any minute now. He'd then ask the chefs to prepare him some exquisite French food and forget about this bizarre nightmare he had on the beach. Any moment. Aaaaany moment now…
A group of people emerged from around one of the dunes. Himekawa stiffened. This was not happening.
"AH! Pompadour! Himekawa!?"
Goodbye peace and quiet. Fuck.
"Get the fuck off of my property!"
Apparently, pretty much the whole gang of the usual suspects had ended up magically appearing at Himekawa's resort. Oga and the baby, Furuichi, the Red Tails, Kanzaki and several from his gang, some random tiny pink haired girl, and even Toujou and Jinno had managed to get mixed up in this shitfest. Something about the local public pool being temporarily closed(because why the fuck wouldn't it be closed during high season!), Oga being bored and somehow managing to gather everyone(the fucker), and the baby wanting to play with sand, which led to people demanding beach trip and poof. Fucking Oga and the fucking absurdities that keeps happening around Oga. Fuck.
"This place is your family's resort or some shit, isn't it? It's pretty awesome! Hope you don't mind we stick around for a while. Not that we care if you do." Oga. Fucking baby toting delinquent. That's not for you to decide fucktard.
"Leave." Himekawa seethed.
"He looks rather furious guys, maybe we should–"
Oga waved a dismissive hand. "Don't worry about it, Furuichi, it's not like he can force us to-"
"FUCK OFF!" Himekawa snarled, close to bursting a vein.
"That wasn't very polite."
"Bite me." Something bit his ankle. Himekawa made an indignant sound(let's be honest, it was a squeal, he squealed like a pig) and tried to kick at the tiny dinosaur(!?) that scurried around his feet.
"Hey! Be nice to Din-dino! She's a royal pet! The Demon King'll rain he'll down on us if we don't return her in the same condition we got her in a week!" The tiny pink one screeched.
Fuck me.
Everyone easily split up into fluid groups depending on what they felt like doing. They had all arrived wearing their beach clothes, so a few of them just dropped everything in their hands on the beach and jumped into the water. Others went for sandcastle building, which quickly turned into a competition to see who could build the tallest, fanciest sand castle. Someone also decided that mutilating his pristine beach by searching it for crabs was a marvelous idea. Not that it was very pristine anymore after the sandcastle builders started gathering sand for their creations, but sandcastles he could condone. Hell he even joined the competition. Crab searching? Why the fuck would you go searching for crabs in the sand? Everyone knew crabs liked rocky settings over sand! There would definitely not be any crabs up here god fucking damnit.
He didn't want to say anything to these particular people though. He side-eyed them irritably from his perch on the in-progress solid grand staircase leading up to his soon to be magnificent sandcastle. Toujou was grinning as he dug around in the sand, and Oga was frowning, muttering something while he poked at the sides of one of the holes Toujou had dug earlier. The strange green haired baby was taking tiny fistfulls of sand from Toujou's pile and tossing it at the two teens, making baby noises. They were almost...peaceful.
Ok, so maybe this wasn't so bad after all. But it could turn any moment and then. THEN. His lovely beach would become a disaster zone. He just knew it.
Just as he thought this a high pitched screech sounded from down by the water, and someone came flying into the first completed wall of Kanzaki and his group's sand-fortress. Himekawa sneered. He really wished it would stop raining people, but with Kanzaki's castle down, his was gonna be the win–
Shiroyama grabbed Furuichi, who had been the one that came flying, and flung the guy into his staircase. He fucking jinxed it.
This was the point where Himekawa ragequit and started an all out man-throwing war with Kanzaki. Toujou and Oga thought it looked like fun, so they joined, and both Himekawa and Kanzaki and a number of others ended up as some of the human projectiles thrown about between them.
Himekawa really really hated Oga and his ilk.
Much later when everyone had expended all their energy, and settled down in the guest rooms the servants had prepared for the night("WHO ordered this!?" "The girl with the wavey red hair asked…?" "...") Himekawa finally relaxed into a hot scented bath, soothing his sore and aching body. He had just managed to reach an inner calm and was really starting to enjoy himself when he heard a splash and baby noises through the vents. Fuck.
More noises of water splashing and moving around filtered through, and Himekawa really really wished the baths hadn't been built side by side like this. All he wanted was a good hour of peace and quiet! Was that really too much to ask for?
After a while of playful splashing, the noises settled down into a mellow rustle. Himekawa finally let out a long breath to relax again. And then...
"Ah...Tora."
Faaaaaaah. That was Oga. When did he start calling Toujou that?
"Hm? What."
"I've been thinking."
Himekawa could almost hear Toujou's eyebrows rise like his own. His ears perked up.
"I just–" Huff. "What are we?"
"Uh." The silence stretched for a moment. "High schoolers…?"
That sound was probably Oga punching Toujou, the frustration obvious in his next words. "No. Well, yes, but that wasn't what I was– Tch. I meant, what are...we."
A much longer silence stretched, and Himekawa couldn't help the triumph that slowly worked its way up as understanding dawned on him. He straightened up and stared intently at the vents. This. This was gold. THIS he could USE! This was worth this whole wretched day!
"...We...uh...good friends...?"
More silence.
Himekawa's stare morphed into an irritable eye-twitch. Toujou couldn't possibly be this dense. Oga seemed to be of the same opinion judging by his next words. "Do you like making out with me?" Oga practically snarled.
"Yeah, but what does that have to do with–" Someone roared, the sudden sound of water being pushed aside with ferocious force and something hitting the wall hard enough to make a tile fall off the wall and splash into the water on Himekawa's side. He guessed Oga's patience ran out.
"Fucking hell. Fuck this. Fuck me. Fuck…" Oga's muttered words faded out as he seemingly left the adjacent room.
Himekawa on the other hand was supremely satisfied. He had BLACKMAIL MATERIAL on OGA AND TOUJOU! This was the treasure of a lifetime!
Except...he didn't actually have any proof. And without unshakeable proof nobody would believe him. He definitely wouldn't if anyone else told him about this yesterday.
FUCK my life.
Where the fuck was the aspirin. He'd down the full bottle.
OMAKE
A few days after the little adventure to Himekawa's tropical island, Toujou finds Oga and Be'el on a swing in a park somewhere in their usual neighbourhood trying to make it go all the way around and over the top, making the baby squeal. He settles down on the second swing and calmly watches them for a while, a little smile curling at the corner of his lips.
These two really are the cutest.
Eventually Oga slows down the swing and settles into a slow sway instead, scowling irritably at Toujou from the corner of his eyes.
Toujou sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "I'm still not sure why you're annoyed at me, and that look isn't gonna make me magically get it, Tatsumi."
Oga draws a long breath, as if he's gathering his patience, then lets it out in a huff.
"I was just...wondering if you, y'know." Pause. "Like. me."
"See, that's a question I actually can answer." He grins. "Yes. I do. I'm never bored with you."
"So...what are we...? Friends doesn't really cover it."
Toujou has to admit he's right. Still... "Does it matter?"
Considering stare. "Not really, I guess."
"Daaaabu!" Be'el nods assertively.
There is a moment of comfortable silence, then a glint enters the pair of green eyes and a small finger points at Toujou along with a happy "DaDa!" being squealed. Toujou practically melts. The finger moves on to Oga, the owner of said finger grinning mischievously. "MaMa!"
When the kids from the neighbourhood arrives at the playground the next day all that is left of the swings is a mangled ball of twisted metal bars and chains, and a large uneven crater where they used to be. They don't notice the ripped remains of two shirts strewn haphazardly across the whole area, nor the scuff marks that could have been from a fight or something else...
A/N: The baths are huge. Like, wall to wall tubs made to look like indoor onsen(hot springs) are large enough for four guys Toujou's size to lay comfortably side by side, but only deep enough to just cover Be'el if he stood upright on his own. Couldn't find a suitable place to insert the description and tbh, I kinda wanna just get this series finished, especially now that my inspiration finally hit. I've really made you guys wait way too long ouo;;
Still...no guarantee for when the next and last chapter is going to be done tho... orz Don't want to give any empty promises.
