A/N: i know, i know. it's been two months! what's wrong with you! have you died?! hAVE YOU GIVEN UP ON THE STORY?!
and the answer is no, children. no i have not. i have just stumbled across *DUN DUN DUN* halfhearted writers block! aND (WHAT THERE'S MORE) yes, my children, there IS more. it seems that *cues dramatic music* REAL LIFE STARTED [and i got lazy...]
...DODGES FLYING PROJECTILE AND ROTTEN EGGS
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Chapter 7: Scraped Knees & Questions
(a.k.a. that one chapter where hayato's sadistic secrets come out [sort of])
"Do you need something?"
Inomata Maria, who had been pacing in front of the door of 3-C's classroom, jumped in shock. She blushed furiously and turned to blink at the cute girl that was standing in the doorway, a friendly smile on her face.
"A-ah… u-uhm…"
The girls blinked then, "Ah, aren't you Inomata-san? Do you need to talk to someo—"
"NO!"
The girl's eyes widened, "Then—"
"I-I mean yes…" Maria said, cutting her off again.
The girl blinked slowly before smiling that same patient smile, "Who do you need to see?"
Maria bit down on her lip, remembering her mother's words with a small wince. "K-Kashima R-Ryuuichi-san…"
At the name, the girl's smile faltered a bit. "Ah…" she said with a small blush on her expressively confused face, "Kashima-kun seems to have left."
Maria blinked in surprise, "Left?"
The girl simply nodded, her smile faltering altogether. "Don't think badly of him, Inomata-san," the girl said, "he doesn't usually ditch classes. Usually he's here punctually every day… but today he left at lunch with Kamitani-san…"
Maria didn't say anything, simply choosing to bite down on her lip, harder than before. She was supposed to start talking to him today but how was she supposed to when the he wasn't even here…? She briefly wondered if her mother would be displeased, but pushed away the thought. Forget displeased, her mother would be downright furious. 'Time is money Maria,' Maria could practically hear her say in her head.
"I see…," she murmured, unsure about what to do now.
The helpful girl studied the former heiress in front of her before letting a small smile pull on her lips. "If you really need to see him you're welcome to come to the home economic rooms after classes are over," she said, "he's never missed a club meeting before."
Maria blinked, "…club meeting?"
The girl nodded, "Yes. Kashima-kun is in the home economic club. I'm a member also," she explained, "We have a meeting today after school in room 306." Here she paused, almost reluctant to continue, "He usually comes to every meeting but…"
Maria immediately got what the girl was trying to say as she gave a little nod. "Thank you," she said sincerely, "I'll… see if I can stay back today…"
The helpful girl smiled, "You're welcome—and oh, how rude of me, I know who you are but you don't know who I am;" she stuck out her hand for a handshake, "I'm Ushimaru Yuki."
Maria stared at the hand for a couple of moments, before sticking out her own and taking it. The other girl's hand was tiny and soft in her own. Maria quickly pulled her hand back, dropping her gaze to the floor. "I-It was nice to m-meet you," she stuttered out. Then, without further ado, she turned on her heel and strode quickly away back to her classroom without another look back.
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Getting out of the richest school in the country was apparently not an easy feat.
Not that Ryuu thought so at first or anything.
When Hayato had told Ryuu that he was leaving campus for lunch (and possibly the whole day as well), his mind instantly went to 'How are we getting out?' Morinomiya Academy was well known for its state of the art security system, and its trained professional security guards. Of course, it was all to keep the children of the richest families in Japan safe, but keeping them safe unfortunately also meant that sometimes they would be treated like they were in some high class jail.
Ryuu himself had never gotten into any trouble with the security guards—nor had he ever attempted leaving without a valid excuse, but following Hayato as they turned corner after corner, expertly dodging the guards who patrolled the front halls during classes, Ryuu had to wonder how many times his fiancé had ditched to know the system so well.
It should have been scary, but Ryuu felt a thrill of excitement in his bones. His whole time at school was to devote himself to his studies to make his parents proud, and really nothing else. But now…
At the last corner that would lead them to the entrance hall, Hayato held out his arm to stop Ryuu from going any further. Ryuu had looked up at him questioningly, and Hayato only whispered back, "When I run, follow me as quick as you can."
"And the guards?" Ryuu whispered back.
Hayato pursed his lips, "They're in the far right corner; one is checking in on his walkie-talkie, and the other's just looking around. When he turns, we run, got it?"
The plan wasn't exactly one that was filled with stealth and ninja skills, but Ryuu nodded regardless. He was pretty sure that he wouldn't be able to run as fast as Hayato considering his fiancé was about 100% times more athletic than him, but Ryuu steeled himself for it anyways.
They were here already, and there wasn't any going back.
Hayato was too busy watching the security guards to notice the worry on Ryuu's face, but his hand blindly caught Ryuu's fingers and squeezed comfortingly before letting go.
Ryuu blushed furiously at the contact, and then before he could even think more about it, Hayato furiously whispered a sharp "Go!" and they were off.
Their feet upon the polished marble floor slapped painfully loud, the sound resounding through the whole hall. The two guards and others a little ways away were probably alerted, but before they could do anything about it, Hayato was out of the front doors. Ryuu, who was a behind him, caught up a couple of moments later.
"Hey wait!" One of the guards shouted from behind them.
"KAMITANI!" Another one yelled.
"T-They know you?!" Ryuu asked through pants. His lungs burned inside his chest, but one look at his fiancé and he knew that Hayato wasn't even winded.
The hazel-eyed boy smirked in a smug way, and Ryuu just couldn't help the unhelpful laugh that tried to force its way out of his burning diaphragm.
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"I'm telling you, Shizu-chan, a bright orange-red would be beneficial for everyone."
On the computer screen, Kamitani Shizuka shook her head, mouth set in a frown. "With Hayato's tan skin? You're asking for trouble right there."
Kashima Emiko pouted at the webcam, "But it looks so pretty on Ryuu…"
Shizuka sighed and nodded, "I know, but trust me, anything with an orange hue is a mess on Hayato's skin. If you really want something bold, we could go with red?"
Emiko propped herself up with her elbow set on the table as she thought the options through her head, but before she could reply, her cellphone rang on the table just seconds before Shizuka's rang on her side.
They shared looks through the computer screen before Emiko reached over and looked at the caller ID.
Blinking in surprise, she pressed accept and brought the phone up to her ear, "Hello?"
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"So the security guards know you…" Ryuu tried stealthily asking.
Hayato looked up from where he was dabbing up Ryuu's bloody knee.
While running through the parking lot, Ryuu had fallen clumsily and had managed to mess up both his knee and the palm of his hand. Hayato had pulled him up and had even half-carried him all the way back to the motorcycle, and overall, it was a successful escape—minus his banged up knee and palm.
"If you want to know something," Hayato said, "just ask."
Ryuu bit down on his lip to stop his smile from being too bright, before wincing when the antiseptic wipe was rubbed firmly over his knee. His good hand automatically went to grip at Hayato's wrist to stop him as he closed his eyes and waited for the searing pain to fade.
"Baby," Hayato said with a little snort.
Ryuu opened his eyes, tears dotting his vision, "It hurts!"
Hayato just shook his head amusedly, "I think that's the whole point, Kashima."
Ryuu pouted, "Why can't y-you just put a band-aid on?"
Now Ryuu wasn't stupid, and he knew the answer before Hayato even gave him that 'don't be stupid' look that he managed to just convey with an eyebrow, but that didn't mean it still didn't hurt!
"J-Just—"
"I'll be more gentle," Hayato interrupted, hazel eyes looking up clear as a bell.
Ryuu opened his mouth, then closed it again before giving a little sigh and nod.
"Now," Hayato mumbled as he shifted his position, taking out another antiseptic wipe, "why don't you ask me that question."
Ryuu frowned at him, "You're just trying to distract me."
"You get answers and I get to clean up your wound without having you whine about it. Everybody wins." He looked up, hazel eyes bright and amused.
Ryuu met his steady gaze for a second, before sighing. "How did they know you?"
"The guards?"
Ryuu nodded, and Hayato's smirk just grew. "Let's just say that I tend to ditch class a lot."
Ryuu shook his head, a small smile tugging at his lips, "I sort of noticed that."
The smirk on Hayato's face turned into a small grin as he continued to try and wipe away the blood that was slowing its escape out of Ryuu's scrape. "I haven't in a long time though," he said amiably, "the woman gives me a certain number of days to ditch every year, and if I go over, she has all the rights to lecture and hit me until she turns blue in the face."
The redhead blinked at the piece of information, knowing that he should have felt alarmed over the fact that his fiancé's mother hit him—but instead feeling nothing but understanding. Hayato hit people all the time, so it was understandable that he got it from someone, right? Ryuu just didn't think that it would've been his mother.
He licked his lips in thought, "So how many times do you have left?"
Hayato looked up, his grin widening, "Technically none. Ditching today gave her the rights for the whole month." Focusing his eyes back on the scrape, he gave a little snort as his shoulders lifted in a nonchalant shrug. "I don't know why she bothers, though."
"She's your mother," Ryuu said slowly, "I think she's supposed to."
Hayato scoffed, "She's my mother, I'll give you that…" he paused, "but my family isn't like yours. Not really."
Ryuu blinked, "Like mine…?"
Hayato was quiet as he continued to dab the scrape and the broken skin around it. Ryuu wished that he knew what the other boy was thinking, but Hayato never let anyone see what he didn't want them to see—a fact that Ryuu caught onto quickly. The boy was seemingly as expressionless as ever, and Ryuu could only hope that in a couple of years, he would be the one to pick up the other's cues and easily translate his actions into something more understandable.
Right now though, he knew that Hayato wouldn't say anything more on the matter, and he sighed.
"So what do you think about our engagement?"
The immediate hard rub against his knee was foreseeable, but it didn't hurt any less. Ryuu whimpered and clutched at his thigh with his good hand, and Hayato didn't do anything but let out a chuckle and take out a large band aid.
Once it was on, he looked up, palm turned upward and hand open as if he wanted Ryuu to give him something. Ryuu hesitantly looked from his amused eyes and back down to his hand, but before he could even ask, Hayato shot forward and grabbed the wrist of his injured palm.
Holding it steady, Ryuu let out another whimper as he watched his fiancé take out another antiseptic wipe.
"Next question."
Next Chapter: Hayato growled, "What was that, you lazy neet!"
A/N2: sooo0o0o0o0o0o0o0, anyone want to take a wild guess as to who's coming in the next chapter? (*≧▽≦)
and lololol, bit of a bipolar chapter? (story?) it's going to get serious and fluffy again, and idk guise. roller coaster of emotions lololol crying
whoo! anyways haha
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OH! BUT BEFORE I GO! did you know that hayato's whole name literally translates to like wolf & eagle? and kashima, ryuu's last name is like deer (& dragon, because, y'know, ryuu lolol) like holy crap, i found the gakuen bbsitters wiki and w o w. every character is like an animal haha i love this manga so hard omfg. if i didn't love it before, i'd probably be in love with it now because characters named after animals? and their school is literally translated to 'forest's palace academy'? A+
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