Chapter 9: Distance
"Kimizuki, your drink looks disgusting."
"No one asked you dipshit."
Yuu grimaces back at him, letting the insult slide off him to jab at the pink haired male's drink choices some more. "I'm just saying who gets all that stuff in their bubble tea, it's gross."
"It's tapioca, you know the whole point of 'bubble' tea."
"And jelly."
"So what? You don't get to disappear, then pop back up and think your opinion matters."
"I didn't disappear!"
"Nooo….pretty sure he's right," Shinoa interjects. "You've been busy almost every time we've wanted to hang out and I know we're your only friends."
"I can have other friends!"
"Oh yeah, like who?" Kimizuki challenges.
"I made...friends with some people who are into karate too."
"And you didn't tell us?"
"You don't even like karate! You said you weren't going to the next tournament with us!"
"I'm just saying usually you'd be bragging , but you've never even mentioned them."
"I made some friends and I've been spending time with them. There, you happy?"
Yuu stirs his strawberry milk tea, okay so maybe he has been spending a lot of his time on the weekends with Mikaela and it probably does seem like he ditched them, but that wasn't his intention at all. He can never just spend a short amount of time with Mikaela, somehow it always ends up being hours and taking up his entire day even if they don't do much.
Guren hasn't said anything about it though, other than the occasional question about if he'll be home that weekend or a warning not to impose too much on his friends' families. His automatic assumption was that Yuu would be with one of his four friends whenever he said he was going out and he hasn't seen a reason to correct him.
He had hidden his hangover pretty well and it's always on the weekend, not a school night, so Guren doesn't have a reason to worry or be suspicious of him. Besides why confess to anyone about something that might be over soon. He wouldn't be able to stand seeing their pitying looks for letting himself get involved with someone five years his senior.
"Well, while you've ditched us for your martial arts buddies, we've been living our lives too."
"Really? Doing what? Going to school, blackmailing people, and generally being annoying?"
"No," Shinoa levels a glare at him. "Mitsuba joined the theater club and got a part in their play which you better make time to see. I placed number three on our exams, Yoichi won first place in his archery tournament, and Kimizuki...well Kimizuki is trying his best. He's almost worked up the courage to stop being such a coward."
Yuu glances over at the sound of Kimizuki choking on his drink, "Fuck off Shinoa."
"Well you have."
"I don't need your opinion, you don't have any experience."
"I don't need experience to know that at the rate you're going, Yoichi might make a move before you."
Yuu sees Yoichi color and he glances between the two of them curiously, eyes narrowing with interest. They're sitting close, closer than they've ever sat before, almost as close as he and Mikaela sit sometimes. But, neither of them seem interested in bridging those last few centimeters. Mikaela would never be that close without touching him in some way, but..then again he was cautious about touching Mikaela too before knowing his touch was welcome.
He jolts with the realization that the person Kimizuki likes is probably Yoichi. He really is an idiot for not noticing. Kimizuki's always willing to go somewhere if Yoichi is going and they always sit together if Yoichi's doesn't sit with him. And Yoichi must like Kimizuki back and everyone's waiting for them to confess to each other, but Kimizuki's too scared, so it's up to Yoichi. They're practically dating right in front of his face and he never put it together, no wonder Shinoa called him oblivious.
"Yuu," Yoichi reaches out to lightly touch his hand.
"Yeah?" He answers, breaking his intense stare at the couple.
"You okay? You're staring pretty hard."
"Oh yeah, I'm fine, just thinking."
"I told you not to think so hard Yuu. But, don't worry we didn't miss the way you were checking out Kimizuki. They do say absence makes the heart grow fonder. Guess Kimizuki will get his wish after all."
He feels Yoichi's fingers tighten on his hand and he sends the brunette an understanding smile, "Lay off Shinoa, we all know I'm not the one Kimizuki likes." He turns to Kimizuki, "Hurry up and go for it, if you like each other, it's dumb to wait!" His exclamation is met with chuckles proudly, "Yeah I know, I'm not as oblivious as you all think!"
Yoichi looks to him in confusion, "Kimizuki told you who he likes? When? No one told me."
"He didn't! I figured it out," Yuu flashes a grin and squeezes Yoichi's hand, "Confess to the person you like too, it'll work out for you!"
"Really?"
"Yeah!"
"Yuu…" Mitsuba begins, "You are such an idiot."
"A huge idiot," Kimizuki growls.
"What? I'm being supportive!"
"You don't understand anything and you're making everything worse!"
"How?!"
Blonde pigtails shake in annoyance, "You really are terrible sometimes."
"But-"
"Just stop while you're behind."
He looks to Yoichi for support and receives only a faint smile. "Yoichi?"
"I think maybe you are a little spacey, but it's okay. I like that about you...sometimes."
"Sometimes?"
He nods and gives one more pat to his hand before pulling it back, "Don't worry about it, Yuu."
"Two people," Mistuba mutters.
"Are you hanging out with your karate friends tonight?" Kimizuki questions, abruptly changing the subject.
"No, Guren actually wants me home tonight. He didn't say why though." He shoves back his chair, "I should probably head home and we will meet up more."
He can read the skepticism on their faces, but ignores it in favor of giving Yoichi an encouraging smile before dumping his empty cup and hitting the exit. Who knows, maybe by tomorrow Yoichi and Kimizuki will be together. It seems like they'll have better luck than him.
~~~~~
"Yuu." He glances up at his parent curiously from his position at the table slogging on homework, wondering if he'd finally get the reason Guren insisted he come home today. "You.." Guren pauses before sighing, "Can take karate."
Yuu jumps up from the table excitedly, "Seriously? Really? No joke? You'll pay?"
"Yes, I'll pay, but you are not allowed to quit, even if you suck and have zero ability."
"Neither one of those is going to happen. Yuu throws his arms around the older male and squeezes, "Man, this is great! Finally I get real training! I gotta tell Mika!"
"Who?"
"Huh? J-just a guy I met at the martial arts tournament a few weeks back." He answers quickly, stepping back from Guren.
"And what? You like him?"
"I didn't say that!"
"You didn't have to. You're my kid, I can read you."
"What's that supposed to mean?!"
"It means when you realized you said his name, your eyes went wide and your cheeks turned red...how sweet."
"Shut up Guren! That's not what happened!"
"You've never mentioned him before."
"I don't see him that much," Yuu mumbles.
"But you want to?"
Yuu abruptly changes the subject back, he's not ready to come clean about the extent of their relationship...or the age difference just yet. "Thanks for letting me take classes."
Guren smirks, but takes the subject switch. "Your classes are Thursdays at 5:30."
"Starting this week?"
"Uh huh."
"This is going to be great," he murmurs to himself, quickly pulling out his phone.
[Hey! Can i come over? I wanna tell you smt!]
[what?]
[i'll tell you when i get there!]
[since when do you ask permission to come over]
[i just wanted to make sure you were there!]
[i am here]
[well can i?]
[i donno, you seem pretty excited. I feel like you'll take a lot of energy right now and i'm kind of tired, so…]
[mika!]
[you asked]
[then i'll pretend i didn't. Be there in 20 mins]
[okay, i'll leave the door unlocked, but if i throw you out after 5, don't blame me, i warned you]
"Yeah, you definitely like him," Guren observes.
"I wasn't even texting him!" Yuu lies instinctively.
"Really? You went through like ten facial expressions in two minutes, who was it then?" Yuu frowns at him instead of replying. "Yeah, that's what I thought."
"It's not like that."
"Yet."
"That reminds me, how's it going with Shinya?"
Guren stares him down, "Are you trying to imply something?"
"Not yet."
Who does Guren think he's fooling? Shinya is clearly interested in him or he wouldn't be so persistent in partnering up and if Guren was really that turned off by the other man's presence, Shinya wouldn't be encouraged enough to make half the comments he does nor would Yuu see him around so much. Guren can pretend all he wants, but Yuu can read him too.
"Don't be a brat."
"I'm going out," he announces.
"Be back in time for dinner."
"Wouldn't miss it."
He's practically vibrating with excitement on the way to Mikaela's apartment. Mikaela knows how badly he wanted to take classes and now Guren's finally agreed. No more jokes about how weak he is, soon he'll be stronger than Mikaela and Kimizuki. He grins in anticipation of the look on Kimizuki's face the first time he's floored, it'll make listening to all his previous complaining worth it.
"Mika! Mika!" Yuu exclaims, running through the door and throwing himself on top of the blonde who's stretched out on the couch.
"Hmm?"
Yuu does his best to ignore the jittery feeling in his stomach as Mikaela gazes back at him through half lidded eyes, "Guren is letting me take karate classes!"
"Finally."
"I know right!"
"What will the world do with you on the loose with actual skills now?"
"Ha. Ha."
Mikaela frowns, "Although, I guess I'll have to let you go now."
"Huh?"
"I like soft and squeezable, you won't be anymore."
"I'm not soft," he scowls back.
Even though he should have expected it by now, he still jumps when Mikaela grabs his ass, "Yeah you are," he smirks.
"Cut it out!"
"So I'll have to find someone else who isn't so stacked with muscle," he muses.
"Mika!"
"Sorry Yuu-chan, you'll be too hard for me."
"Take that back." He tries not to show it, but his feeling are hurt. Mikaela's talking about throwing him away so easily, like he's just some kid that can be replaced when he gets bored. Well, technically he is, but he still held out the hope that his feelings weren't completely one-sided. Apparently he was wrong. Mikaela smirking up at him with a knowing glint in his eyes isn't making things better and Yuu punches him in the arm.
"Ow Yuu-chan! I think you bruised my arm. See? It's already starting, imagine when the training begins!"
Yuu sits up, "You're an asshole."
"A bruised asshole."
Yuu punches him again for good measure. "After I start classes, I'll make sure to pay you back for punching me in the stomach," he adds on his way out the door.
He's angry, at himself and at Mikaela. At himself, for letting himself think Mikaela cared anything for him besides being a body to touch and for wanting more that, then at Mikaela for being an uncaring, selfish jerk. It's like he doesn't give a second thought to how the things he says and does will affect people, like at the club. It felt good, yeah, but it's not something he wanted to happen in front of everyone, that should have been a private thing. Nobody seemed to care about what was happening, but he felt humiliated again and Mikaela just wandered off like it was nothing.
He was fine, yeah. But, the point is Mikaela never saw anything wrong with what he did and he wasn't going to tell him how he really felt because then Mikaela might decide he wasn't worth it. Looks like that didn't matter after all, he was dumped anyway for something as insignificant as taking karate classes. It really fucking sucked.
~~~~~
"What are you so excited for?" Lacus questions, taking a seat next to him.
"Yuu-chan."
"What? He's starting here?"
"Yeah, today. I looked at the student registration to see when he starts."
"He didn't tell you?"
"Well, he told me part of it, but then he got mad again and he hasn't replied to any of my texts, so…"
"What'd you do?"
"Nothing really. He overreacted."
The purple haired boy quirks an eyebrow, "Now I know you did something."
Mikaela grins at him, "Yeah I did."
"You didn't tell him, did you?" Rene asks from his other side.
"Tell him what?"
"That you were instructing his class."
"Where's the fun in that?"
"Well, there he is now, looking as excited as ever."
Mikaela looks over at Yuu's face brimming with enthusiasm and waves, "Over here Yuu-chan!" He watches the younger boy's face morph into annoyance when he sees who it is, "Come here!"
Yuu stomps over and glares down at him, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I came to see you, you haven't answered any of my texts," Mikaela pouts lightly.
"For good reason! Now get out before class starts, I don't want you to ruin it!" Mikaela smirks up at him, but doesn't move. "Seriously get out!"
"Haven't you noticed, Yuu-chan?"
"Noticed what?"
"The way I'm dressed."
Yuu glances down at his karate uniform and blanches, "Please no. You're joking, right? Tell me you're joking! I don't want you in my class!"
"He won't be in your class," Lacus comments.
"Thank god. Then what's he doing here?"
"You seriously never figured it out?"
"Figured what out?"
"Dimwit! You never figured out Mika went here?"
"What? No!" He glances over at Mikaela, "You go here? You never told me that!"
"You never asked."
Yuu's eyes narrow, green irises almost imperceptible, "Is this the hobby you mentioned?"
"Yep!" He replies with a sly grin.
"Every time I think you can't get any worse!"
"Don't be mad, Yuu-chan. It just means we have something in common."
"What's that matter? You won't be talking to me much longer anyway," he mutters.
Mikaela frowns, he wasn't aware Yuu took him that seriously, "Hey Yuu-chan..."
"Alright everyone, let's start! This is Amane Yuuichirou." Ferid announces, pointing at Yuu. "Starting today, he's our newest student and he'll be in the beginner class. Please take care of him. They're all yours, Mikaela."
"Huh?" Yuu questions, taking a step back and looking between Ferid and Mikaela, "You're not going to be my instructor?"
"Unfortunately, not today," the silver haired male frowns in apology, "Mikaela here is working with the beginners today. I'm sure once you advance, we'll have plenty of time for me to impart my wisdom upon you. But, until then, Mikaela is extremely capable, believe me." Ferid comforts him with a pat to the head.
Yuu turns back towards him, glaring daggers, "You knew all along, didn't you?"
"Of course."
"You lied to me."
"I don't recall you asking if I trained here."
"You still could have told me!"
"That's no fun." Mikaela grabs his shoulder and pushes him towards the beginner group, cutting off any retort he might come up with. Yuu already has low restraint, the last thing he wants is Yuu to call negative attention to himself on his very first day. "Let's start warm ups with everybody else. Follow what they do."
Yuu seethes as he stretches along with the rest of his class, so not only does Mikaela ditch him, he also has to look at his face every week until he moves up, talk about rubbing salt in the wound. His eyes seek out the blonde monitoring their class and he sighs, his anger dissipating and leaving him with only disappointment. For someone he spent so much time with, he feels like he barely knows Mikaela at all.
He takes up position with everyone else, facing the front, and imitating Mikaela's movements. It's all pretty basic and a little disheartening that he has to start at the absolute beginning. As the class continues, he comes to realize that Mikaela is really popular with the younger students and he's a lot nicer to them, so it's not really a surprise. After all, he likes it when Mikaela's nice to him too.
With every smile and word of encouragement Mikaela gives the younger students, he can't help but wonder if he's just like them, another kid that desperately wants Mikaela's attention. He can tell at least a few of them have a crush on the blonde and they aren't very good at hiding it. He sighs, with this many admirers, he really is expendable. Any of them would jump at the chance to have Mikaela's affection.
"What's wrong, Yuu-chan? You look sad, is it not what you thought?"
"No, it's what I thought."
"Doesn't look like it."
"I'm fine."
Mikaela's fingers dance under his chin, lifting his head up, "You think I can't tell when something's wrong?"
"It's nothing," he responds, abruptly jerking his chin away.
"Then you want to pair up with me?"
"Not really."
"A kiss for your thoughts?"
"No! Leave me alone!"
"Fine!" He backs away, "Rene, come practice with Yuu-chan!"
"Why me?"
"Because I'm sure we would all rather you than Lacus."
"I'll only practice with him if he doesn't look at me. Everytime I see his face, I'm reminded of something I'd rather forget," he responds flatly.
"I don't want to practice with you anyway!"
"Yuu-chan, he's joking...mostly. But, behave, I have to go help another student."
He frowns at the slate haired boy across from him, "So what do we do?"
"Stop looking at me."
Yuu sighs and drops to the ground with a groan, nothing is going his way.
~~~~~
Mikaela observes the class, specifically Yuu. Rene isn't as tough on him as Lacus would be, but the younger boy is still red faced and sweating from the various holds Rene is demonstrating on him. Each time he struggles to break the hold, but he's woefully under skilled. If he even wants a hope of catching up to the rest of his age group, he'll need extra classes.
"I'll take over now, Rene."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, it's fine."
"Why are you over here?"
"I'm technically your instructor today, it's my job to measure your skill level." Yuu grimaces. "Okay, try to break out-"
"No! No more holds, I suck at them."
"Okay, well you put me in one Rene taught you and I'll try to break it."
"We both already know you can."
"Practice makes perfect." He spreads his arms, "Alright, show me."
Yuu purses his lips in concentration, before taking a hesitant step forward. Mikaela's tricky, this might be a trap. He's already proven he cares nothing for their surroundings.
"I'm not getting any younger here, Yuu-chan."
"Alright!"
Yuu pushes forward and tackles Mikaela, grabbing his arms to lock them behind his back while trying to pin his legs down.
"You're trying to do too much, one thing at a time."
"It's what Rene did!"
"He's bigger than you, you should be using techniques for a bigger opponent. You'll lose this way." Yuu grunts in annoyance, redoubling his efforts to prove he's just as capable. Mikaela sighs, the raven haired boy is far too stubborn for his own good Well, he can always learn by experience.
He knocks Yuu's hands away and twists around to wrap his legs around Yuu's waist, flipping him around to the mat with his arms locked behind his back faster than Yuu can keep up. "Hey wait, that's not fair!"
"You wouldn't say that in a match and yes it's perfectly fair. I told you that your position was bad, you didn't fix it and when I moved you couldn't keep a solid grip, your own fault."
Yuu bucks his hips in an attempt to dislodge Mikaela without the use of his arms, then freezes almost immediately at the unexpected friction between his crotch and the mat as well as between Mikaela's own crotch and his ass.
"Give up already?"
"No…" He gives an experimental wiggle, already knowing it won't help him escape if he doesn't put any force into it. Maybe if I can just…. Yuu abruptly shoots his head back, nailing Mikaela in the forehead before quickly rolling free and giving himself a mental pat on the back.
"Ow! What the hell?" Mikaela exclaims, holding his forehead. "No street fighting allowed!"
"Sorry," he responds unapologetically.
A glare is the only warning he receives and he isn't quick enough to catch it before the older male swipes him off his feet and he hits the mat hard. Having the wind knocked out of him leaves him completely vulnerable to attack and within a few seconds Mikaela's legs are locked around his as his body is forced sideways into the mat in an increasingly painful hold. "Say mercy."
"Never!"
"Then I'm not moving." The blonde lets gravity take over and his weight crushes down on Yuu, putting even more strain on his shoulders.
"Fuck Mika, I can't breathe!" He protests, squirming against him to get free. He's already hot from his previous exertions and the pain of his pinned arms digging into the mat, then Mikaela's weight pushing down on him added with his scent permeating the humid air between them, he feels like he's being absolutely smothered.
He loves the way Mikaela smells, like the clean smell of his body wash mixed with his own natural scent, but it's a different story when it's all he can breathe in. Now, his scent reminds him of every other time he's been this close to Mikaela and how it ended which isn't the best thing to think about in his current predicament.
Especially when he realizes all his resisting has Mikaela's thigh rubbing right between his legs, and with his inappropriate thoughts he's right back in the situation he was trying to avoid.
Blonde strands tickle his face as Mika whispers encouragements to give up in his ear with breathe heavy from the effort of keeping Yuu down and he shudders, losing the battle with his body and gasping out when his now hard member pushes against a firm thigh. His humiliation is complete when he unconsciously moves his hips to get more friction in his lower body and Mikaela jerks away, quickly untangling them. "Are you…?"
"No!" Yuu whispers furiously.
"You are!" He whispers back, ghosting a hand across his crotch.
"Stop!" He hisses.
Mikaela sits back, eyes roaming slowly over Yuu's body. "Wow, you gotta get that under control Yuu-chan."
"Shut up!" I'm never coming back here again! "It's not my fault!"
"Then whose fault is it?"
"Yours!"
"Mine?" The blonde questions in disbelief. "What did I do?"
"Y-you should've just let me keep practicing with Rene."
"What's that have to do with it?"
"I don't know…"
"Alright then," Mikaela goes to stand up and Yuu yanks him back down by his uniform.
"Don't! They'll see!"
"What does that have to do with me?"
"You...you just...you were close and your scent...and you kept touching me…"
"Well, karate is a contact sport."
"..."
"You should've focused more on what you were doing and less on me."
"I couldn't help it! You were so close to me."
Mikaela grins cheekily, "So, what you're saying is you're so attracted to me, you can't help but pop a boner when I'm close to you?"
"No!" His head is so dizzy from the heat rushing to his head along with the hot anger he feels at his body for betraying him that he can barely think straight.
"Yep...but I can help you," Mikaela's fingers dance up his thigh and Yuu's breathing becomes erratic. This can't happen here, please not here! Don't let him do this. He'd never be able to show his face here again or explain this to Guren when he was kicked out of the dojo, not to mention all the other students around to witness it.
Yuu's eyes squeeze shut, "Please...don't…" He begs desperately, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.
"I wouldn't do that, Yuu-chan," he states, frowning down at him. Maybe I went a little too far. "I was just joking."
"Wouldn't you?" Yuu murmurs, shifting away from the blonde's hand.
Ferid catches his eye to signal the end of class and Mikaela tugs the younger boy up. "C'mere Yuu-chan," Mikaela soothes, pulling the younger boy into his lap. "I'm sorry I let you think I would do that."
"No! Let go," Yuu complains, struggling against his arms. "I'm tired of you."
"I know you are," he responds, wrapping his arms tightly around Yuu's waist. "But, shh, sensei's talking, he'll throw you out," Mikaela murmurs in his ear and fortunately he calms down, if only long enough for their instructor to dismiss them so he can escape with his dignity intact.
Ferid looks in their direction with interest and a small smile pulls up the corner of his mouth, "And how did our new student do today, Mikaela?"
"Hmm, he did okay. He's learned some incorrect motions and techniques from self teaching, but if he works, we should be able to correct it."
He nods, "Then we'll look forward to seeing his improvement, I'll trust you to take care of him." Mikaela feels Yuu tense up and he tightens his arms incrementally in warning. "Good work everyone, you're dismissed."
Yuu doesn't even have a chance to wrench himself out of Mikaela's hold to get to the changing room before Narumi's looming over them in disgust. "Wow, you don't have any limits, do you? I'd say I'm surprised, but I'm not."
"What do you want, Narumi?"
"The instructor and now the kid from the tournament?" He continues. "This is pathetic, even for you. Is he even legal?"
"We're friends," Mikaela answers coldly.
"Me and the instructor what?" Yuu interrupts.
"Nothing Yuu-chan."
"Oh? Is he picking and choosing what to tell you. I think you have a right to know who he is, didn't he tell you how he-"
Mikaela abruptly dumps Yuu out of his lap as he jumps up, his hand shooting out to lock around Narumi's throat. Usually, he can let Narumi's taunts roll off him, but telling Yuu things he doesn't need to know is crossing the line. Maybe he has done a couple of questionable things in the past, but it's not Yuu's concern and certainly not Narumi's. He let the older male make all his snide comments for far too long, if Narumi wants to complain, he's glad to give him a reason.
His grip tightens when Narumi begins punching him, "Every time you hit me, I'll squeeze harder." The brown haired male ignores him and true to his word, he wraps his other hand around Narumi's throat. "I told you."
"H-hey Mikaela, let him go. I don't think he can breathe," Yuu breaks in, tugging at his arm.
"Then he can't talk."
By now, the few remaining members have caught onto what's happening and Rene quickly approaches him in an attempt to pry his hands away. "Come on, Mika. Let him go."
"Not so wordy now are you?" He smirks, kneeing Narumi in the stomach hard enough that his body crumbles, making it easy to pin him to the ground by his throat. "You've always disliked me, haven't you Narumi? How does it feel knowing I'll be the last thing you see?"
"Mika, he's turning purple!" Yuu tugs against him frantically. "Whatever he was going to say isn't worth it!"
"How would you know?"
"I..it just can't be…"
Mikaela stills when he feels fingers thread through his hair and a cool voice address him, "Let him go, Mikaela. I'll only say it once." He glances up to see Ferid staring passively down at him and he relinquishes his grip on Narumi. "Go cool off."
"I'm fine."
"Now."
Yuu watches as Mikaela stalks off and Ferid reaches down a hand to pull the gasping male up. He doesn't miss the venomous look thrown at the blonde's retreating back. That was...unexpected. He's not sure what Narumi could have said that he'd be almost suffocated for, but it already seemed like they didn't get along, so maybe everything just escalated faster than it should have.
But, what was more unsettling was the look of Mikaela's face, completely devoid of emotion. Usually he had a smile, a smirk, something, but in those moments his face was blank, eyes frozen over with ice. Nowhere near the warmth he usually exuded in Yuu's presence. He shudders, he doesn't ever want Mikaela's angry at him. Though on the bright side, there's absolutely no sign of his erection anymore.
"He's not even going to be punished, is he?" Narumi spits out in anger.
"Hm?"
"He nearly choked me to death and you're not going to do anything about it!"
"I'll deal with Mikaela."
"By doing nothing?"
"Narumi, consider this your first warning. I said I'd deal with him. In the meantime, perhaps you'd be so kind as to stop goading him."
Yuu watches him stalk off until his attention is drawn away by Ferid speaking to Rene. "I was curious if he would listen to you two and if you'd be able to get him off, but I guess not. I figured I should step in sooner rather than later, not that I thought Mikaela would actually strangle him, but then again he can be unpredictable." Ferid smiles warmly towards Yuu, "I apologize you had to see that on your first. Things like that don't typically happen, you are safe here."
"I'm not afraid."
"I'm glad, we'll see you next week."
Yuu quickly hits a changing room and by the time he makes it back out, Mikaela's standing with his friends in front of the building. He's wondering if he can slip past unnoticed when the other boy spots him and gives him a friendly smile that he doesn't believe for a second.
"Hey Yuu-chan! Can I have a hug?"
"No way," he replies, edging away from them. "I don't trust you."
"Huh?"
"What was that in there? And you never even told me you went here!"
"It never came up," Mikaela replies with a forced smile.
"Ugh!"
"I'm sorry, Yuu-chan. Just come here?"
"No!" There's no way he's going to let the the blonde talk his way into forgiveness this time.
"I'll buy you ice cream." Mkaela knows he's trying to bribe Yuu right now when the younger boy probably wants to get as far away from him as possible, but he's still so aggravated about what happened and he wants to know Yuu forgives him. His body is craving affection and contact right now, but he isn't naive enough to think cuddling is something Yuu would allow right now, so he's trying to take what he can get which seems to be nothing at the moment.
"I don't want it."
"But you love being close to me!"
"I take it all back."
"Yuu-chan, please."
"What do you want, Mikaela?" He questions tiredly. "I have to go home soon before you get me grounded again."
"I just want you to stay with me a little longer."
"So, you only like me around when it suits you? You don't care about me."
He looks stricken, "What? That's not true!"
"Just go with him to get the fucking ice cream!" Yuu blinks at Lacus in surprise, he'd forgotten both boys were also there. "He'll keep begging until you give in and if you don't, he'll be mopey and probably won't bother with you anymore."
"H-huh?"
"Don't be a kid, you know damn well you like Mika. Hell, we all know it, why else would you come back around and deal with the shit he puts you through? And if you don't give him what he wants right now, you'll be miserable and Mika will probably do something stupid! So suck it up and deal! Let's go Rene."
Yuu looks back and forth between their retreating figures and Mikaela's guilty expression, swallowing nervously once they're left alone together. His feelings are conflicted, he doesn't want Mikaela to leave, but at the same time, he knows he's only putting off the inevitable. Apparently, he's an open book to everyone.
"Yuu-chan…"
"I only want the ice cream." Mikaela nods and heads down the street with Yuu trailing behind him.
~~~~~
Mikaela hands Yuu an ice cream, sitting next to him on the bench, and leaning over for a kiss. Yuu simply turns his body and shields his ice cream, occupying himself with the sweet treat. Mikaela sighs and leans back to look up at the night sky. The bright lights of the city make it difficult to see the stars and that saddens him. It'd be nice to go stargazing with Yuu one day like back home… If Yuu would ever be willing to go along with something like that, he doesn't seem the sentimental type.
He gazes back towards Yuu and his eyes trail along the curve of his neck and down his body. His eyes drift out of focus remembering how easy it was to get Yuu beneath him. If they had been back at his apartment, he would have seen how far he could take it. Although it probably wouldn't have been too far. Something tells him Yuu isn't ready for sex yet as much as that sucks because he definitely is and has wanted to for a while. How easily Yuu is aroused doesn't help much either, but he said he'd respect Yuu's boundaries and he will. So he won't push it and force Yuu into anything.
It might be a while until Yuu's ready to trust him that much though, if Yuu's comments today were his true feelings and especially after the thing with Narumi. Fuck, Narumi really pissed him off, he rarely ever loses control like that. Then Ferid of all people had to pull him off, if Ferid's the rational one, that really makes him look bad. And Yuu...what must he think about all of that earlier, probably not how he wanted his first day of karate to go. Yuu might even resent him for messing up the classes he'd been looking forward to for so long...
Mikaela jumps, startled out of his wallowing, when he feels a head drop sideways onto his shoulder, "This doesn't mean I've forgiven you."
"What?"
Yuu raises the ice cream to Mikaela's mouth, "Eat."
"Huh?"
"I know you're still upset about what happened with Narumi earlier, even though you're trying to hide it."
Mikaela smiles softly, "Aren't you perceptive?"
"Duh plus you're not as relaxed as usual, you're really tense."
He snorts, "You would know, you spend enough time next to me."
"Mmhmm."
"You're sweet, Yuu-chan."
"Yeah and you're not," Yuu replies, climbing into his lap to bury his face in Mikaela's neck.
"Sorry."
"Just be nicer to me," he mumbles, inhaling his scent.
Mikaela drops a hand to the small on Yuu's back, "I can't make any promises, but I'll give it my best, considering I like you and all."
"Mika," Yuu urges, lifting his head for a kiss that's easily reciprocated.
"You taste like ice cream."
"So?" Yuu murmurs, stealing another kiss.
"You're pretty forward right now."
"Stop talking!" This might be one of the last times he gets to kiss Mikaela and said boy is ruining it. Yuu drops his ice cream on the bench, pressing himself closer, and wrapping his arms around the blonde's neck.
Mikaela captures pulls his bottom lip between his own and sucks lightly eliciting a quiet groan from him. "You like that, Yuu-chan?" He questions in between kisses.
"Maybe."
"You wanna come back to my apartment?"
Yuu ignores the question, focusing more on exploring Mikaela's mouth. He has a feeling he knows what he's actually being asked and there's no way he's about to have sex with someone who's planning to drop him at any minute.
He can play the game too, he'll take what he wants from Mikaela in the little time they have left together and be done with him too when the time comes.
