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Warning: Yaoi, sex, and a half-assed plot...
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Homo Janai! Part II
Chapter 7
"So... since when am I your boyfriend?"
Kayashima was curled against his side, one hand resting on his chest, his forehead nuzzling against his shoulder. After the phone call with Komari, the kiss the other boy had given him had quickly escalated, and before he knew it, they were having sex again. Before he could even realize what was happening, they were down on his bed, clothing suddenly gone, and he was thrusting inside Kayashima, their wanton cries echoing through the small room.
"D-don't stop..." Kayashima had moaned at one point while clutching at his arms, his body arching exquisitely beneath him. The memory played again and again through Nakatsu's still dazed mind while he laid with the other in his bed, the after effects of his orgasm still making him tingle.
"Huh?" His head flopped to the side to look at his companion when he heard him speak.
Kayashima propped his chin up on his shoulder, his fingertips drawing highly distracting patterns across his chest. "You told her that you have a boyfriend..." He said each word slowly, his fingers grazing lightly, his black eyes gazing calmly yet questioningly into his own.
Nakatsu returned his gaze, eyebrows furrowing in contemplation as he tried not to focus on those tickling fingers. Yes, he had said that, hadn't he?... "Uh, well, yeah. That's you... right?..."
Kayashima smiled at him, the hand on his chest disappearing beneath the blankets to find one of his own, curling deftly around it. "I don't recall ever being asked to be your boyfriend," he said, his eyes moving lazily towards the ceiling as though he was bored with the conversation.
"Um, well... You want to be, right?" Nakatsu asked, feeling uneasy at the other's apparent disinterest.
"Maybe."
W-what the hell?! Okay. Wait... No. He was teasing him. He had to be. Because, for whatever reason, he was the one who had to say everything clearly, while Kayashima could be all sly and coy about it. It just... wasn't fair. With burning cheeks and averted eyes, he asked the question. "Kaya-... I mean... Taiki... Will you be my boyfriend?"
"Yes."
He jumped slightly, the swiftness of the reply shocking him. Shifting his eyes cautiously back to Kayashima, he saw the other boy smiling sweetly at him and he couldn't help but smile back.
"However, I feel there's something I should tell you," Kayashima said, his face falling back into its habitual expressionlessness.
"Uh, yeah? What is it?"
"You may get upset, but because certain events have transpired, I feel like I can tell you now. And it's something you're probably better off knowing."
"Okay..."
"But you must understand, this has to stay a secret, between you and me. It's very important that this doesn't get out."
"I understand... Tell me." Kayashima had a secret? A secret no one else could know? In spite of his companion's serious tone, Nakatsu couldn't help but get excited, his overactive mind already reeling with possibilities of what the quiet, reserved boy could be keeping hidden from everyone. C-could it be some kind of d-dirty secret?...
"Ashiya is a girl."
Like... did he sometimes get hard during class? Or... or maybe when he masturbated, he would play with himself... b-back there...? Or maybe he had dreams about him? S-sexual dreams? Or... W-what?...
"Did you hear me?"
"Uh...?" Nakatsu blinked, his inner ramblings coming to a standstill as he tried to decipher what he thought he'd just heard. Kayashima was staring at him through narrowed eyes. "M-Mizuki is a..." he started, his throat closing up, making it impossible to continue.
"Girl," Kayashima finished for him, the word sounding unpleasantly loud in his ear.
"Th-that makes no sense..." he whispered absently to the other, his eyes and mind drifting to another place. No... It made perfect sense, didn't it? In a completely paradoxical way... It made perfect sense.
"Does it not?" Kayashima lowered his head down onto his shoulder again, his silky hair tickling against his skin.
"I... I don't know..." He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, the other boy's scent filling his nose. He really didn't want to think about this right now. Of course it was true. Trust him to go through all this bullshit over someone who turned out to be a girl in the first place. And did it really mean anything at this point? He was already so in love with... His eyes shot open and his breath caught in his throat as his thoughts traveled into unknown and frightening terrain.
"Are you alright, Shuichi?" Kayashima poked at his chest, his black eyes blinking owlishly. "Your aura is kind of strange..."
"Uh, I'm fine..."
"Are you sure? You're taking this very calmly. I was expecting at least a little something..."
"Yeah... I don't know. Maybe I sorta suspected it, somehow, without actually knowing what I was suspecting. But... I don't know... It's hard to explain what I mean..."
"Mm." Kayashima nodded, his head dragging slowly across his shoulder. Nakatsu breathed in, matching the cadence of the warm breath that was ghosting over his chest and closed his eyes. He emptied his mind, let everything he had just heard seep from his brain as he laid there in stillness and silence. He didn't want to think about it. All he wanted was to feel the warmth from Kayashima's body next to him. All he wanted to do was fall asleep with his arms wrapped securely around his boyfriend's slim shoulders.
The next day, thanks to Kayashima's careful planning, the alarm went off, and the two of them went to class. The whole day was almost an out of body experience for Nakatsu. He was sitting in his desk, surrounded by classmates, the teacher's voice ringing clearly through the room, just like any other day, and it felt so strange. Everything was exactly the same, but, at the same time, it felt so foreign. He would be staring forward blindly, his mind blank, only to look down and realize that he'd been holding his breath and clenching his fists, his hands wet with cold sweat. He'd suck in a mouthful of air, filling his deprived lungs and glance nervously around the room, checking to see if anyone had noticed his strange behavior. Everytime, his classmates all seemed to be looking at the teacher or their notes, eyes anywhere but on him.
Did they... Did they know?
He'd look to Kayashima, the psychic's back always facing him, and he could almost feel himself shaking. There was something wrong with him... He felt like he was about to have a fucking panic attack. W-would Kayashima tell? Would he keep it a secret?
During lunch, he sat with all the usual suspects, their casual chatter filling his ears. He was hungry but didn't feel like eating. All he could do was stare and poke at his food, listening half-heartedly to the conversation around him. At the sound of his name, he looked up to see Kayashima standing over him.
"Come with me."
"Huh?"
"Just come with me for a moment, please." The smaller boy grabbed his arm and pulled him out of his seat with a strength he was surprised to find the other possessed, and then walked away, heading for the cafeteria's exit. Receiving a few confused glances from his table-mates, Nakatsu blanched and then followed the other, sprinting to catch up with him.
Once they were in the hallway, Nakatsu asked between breaths, "What is it?"
Kayashima just continued to walk silently in front of him, the clunking of their shoes against the floor the only sound. Peeking his head through an open classroom door, Kayashima ushered him inside the empty space, shutting the door behind them. Nakatsu turned to look at him, another question on the tip of his tongue, before the other backed him into a wall, his small hands pushing flatly against his stomach.
"W-what is it?" he half-whispered, half-stuttered at the pale face that was suddenly so unbearably close to his own.
"I should be the one asking you that." The psychic blinked, his head lolling to the side when he received no response. "Your aura, in class today... It was crushing me."
"C-crushing?"
"It was... oppressive, and... all over the place. I want to know what's going on inside," he said, his hands moving up his body to twine around his neck, his forehead coming to rest under his chin. "... What you're thinking about."
"Uh... I..." Nakatsu stalled, trying to find the same answer while his arms wrapped instinctively around the lithe waist of his roommate. "You said, that one time... that you wouldn't be my dirty little secret, or whatever, and I... I mean... I don't want you to do that, it's just..." He could feel this strange tingling behind his eyes, could feel his throat closing up, making each word a tremendous effort. "It's just that... I don't... I don't want them to know," he said quietly, burying his face in Kayashima's hair, hands moving up his back to clutch at the fabric of his school uniform. "I don't want them to know..."
Kayashima nodded before pulling away, disentangling himself from the other. When he saw his expressionless face, Nakatsu felt a stab in his heart and reached out for him, pulling him back and crushing their lips together. Swallowing a small sound of surprise, he pushed his tongue forward, holding Kayashima's rigid body against his. He couldn't explain it, couldn't rationalize it, all he knew was that he needed to touch Kayashima, needed to keep him here with him.
"Don't go..." he whispered in his ear once he managed to tear his lips away, laying soft kisses along the sensitive flesh there, a thrill running through him when he felt the other shudder in his arms.
"Shu-Shuichi... It's okay. I understand," Kayashima said, easing himself back, a barely noticeable blush coloring his face. "It's not like I'm going to force you to come out before you're ready..."
Nakatsu froze, his eyes going wide as he stared incredulously at the other. "C-c-come out?! W-why... why do you have to say it l-like that?..."
Kayashima raised one slender eyebrow. "That's what they call it, you know."
"Uh..."
"Listen... Let's go back. Lunch is almost over."
"Um, yeah... okay..." Dammit. He'd wanted to make out with Kaya- Taiki a bit more...
The rest of the day passed by smoothly. Knowing that his secret was safe for the time being, he was able to relax and actually focus on what was happening around him, and before too long class was over. While he was gathering his things and putting them into his bag, he heard someone smack their palm against his desk.
"Oi, Nakatsu. We're all going to get ramen. You and Kayashima coming?" Sekime asked, looking down at him through his glasses, a cheerful grin plastered across his face.
"Uh... sure," he replied, stuffing a few last papers in his bag and glancing at Kayashima, who smiled back at him in affirmation. He followed the rest of them out of the room and onto the grounds, walking at the back of the group with Kayashima. Mizuki was there, next to Sano, her big eyes turned up towards him as she listened to what he was saying. Of course. Mizuki was a girl. It seemed so obvious now. So surprisingly... unsurprising.
"Hey! Look! It's a girl!"
Nakatsu jumped at Noe's sudden outburst, head twisting around as he tried to find out what was going on. They didn't... f-figure it out, did they?!
"What are you talking about?" Sekime took the words from his mouth and asked the question for him.
"Up there! By the gate!" Noe pointed and, indeed, there was a girl standing by the gated entrance to their school. She was dressed in a St. Blossoms uniform, her hands clasped in front of her, her eyes gazing listlessly at the sky as though she was waiting for someone. As they approached her and all the details of her face came into sharper focus, Nakatsu froze mid-step, sucking in a sharp breath. No... No, no, no.
Kayashima turned back to look at him, his eyebrows furrowed.
"Hey, what's wrong, Nakatsu?" Mizuki asked, her voice sounding so ridiculously feminine, he could've laughed under different circumstances.
At the sound of his name, the girl standing at the gate lowered her gaze, eyes locking instantly with those of the immobile blonde. She frowned, hands smoothing over her jacket as she looked at him, her expression growing increasingly upset.
No. He had to get out of here. Now.
"Oh? Is that Komari-san?" Sekime asked, walking up to her good-naturedly and striking up a conversation. "What are you doing here? Waiting for someone?" he asked, jabbing her in the side playfully.
"Yes," was her only response, her gaze still fixed on the shocked boy.
"What, do you have a boyfriend who goes here, or something?"
"Yes. I do."
Mizuki perked up at this, her attention turning to the other girl. "Oh really? Who is it?"
Komari smiled at her. "It is Nakatsu-san," she said, gesturing with her hand towards him.
He had to get out of here... He had to get out of here.
"What?!" Noe yelled. "You didn't tell us you had a girlfriend, Nakatsu!"
Five sets of eyes were staring at him expectantly, while one pair of beautiful, dark eyes was looking off to the side, away from him.
"Um..." He couldn't speak, couldn't force any words up his throat.
"Well, we were all going to get some ramen. You can come too, if you want, Komari. You can give us all the dirt on this guy," Sekime filled the silence, his words shocking the other back into some semblance of sentience.
"I'm sorry," Komari said sweetly, "but I have to speak with Nakatsu-san about something."
The others nodded, expressed their understanding and began to disperse, heading off towards their shortly delayed goal. Kayashima lingered for a moment, his gaze finally returning to him, his deep black eyes seeming to search for something inside of him.
Don't... go... Don't go.
He continued to stand there frozen, the panic he felt finally manifesting itself on his face. With one last glance in his direction, Kayashima turned to leave, and he was alone with Komari.
Chapter 7 - FIN
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Thanks for reading! Seeing as the A/N for the last chapter was unbearably long, I'll try my best to keep this one short and sweet. But, I don't really have much to say this time, I think...
Anyway. Blah ha ha. And you thought we were done with the angst, didn't you? Well, I'm sorry to say, "Oh, hell no". You'll be happy to know (or sad? or indifferent?) that I've decided to stop trying to predict how many chapters this story will have. Because I really don't know. We'll see what happens. My mind is clinking with all these terrible ideas... Terrible, terrible ideas...
Anyways... review! I humbly command you. I mean, please. And thank you. And whatnot. ^_^
