Hiya^^ I'm back with it, yes I am^^ Merry Xmas everyone, and have a nice New Year's even when it comes^^
I don't own Gokusen
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Some days went by like that, peacefully, with them having no worries. Ryu was watching Hayato closely and he found out that Hayato was not just at school paying attention to Physics, Chemistry, Biology and Math but he was also studying at home, and spent serious hours on it..[I should take example from what he does, even though the lessons I need to study are totally different…] In the beginning he was just rubbing his eyes surprised, sure they were deceiving him, so he asked Hayato about it, someday. And the older one had answered "I want to become a molecular biologist." That was the biggest of all surprises, but Ryu, seeing how serious Hayato was about it, how he spent most of his free hours with a book in hand, what effort he put into keeping his attention steady at the certain classes, he just understood. Even if he himself hadn't yet found exactly what he wanted to do, he just knew that deep down he wished for Hayato to succeed in whatever that would be he would want to do.
And that day though, when they went to school he watched closely; Hayato was definitely overworked. He was worried; considering the fact that he was an epileptic, he had been pretty 'okay' the last weeks, had been on his medication properly, and was following his doctors' instructions and he hadn't collapsed any other time. But that day they had tests on all of the lessons that Hayato seemed to favor lately, so he was worried, because he just knew that while he had been asleep on his bed after their lovemaking, Hayato had just gone back to studying, for sure. And only he knew at what time he had finally gone to sleep. He only hoped that Hayato wouldn't collapse and he should do great on everything; he didn't deserve any bad luck or his efforts going to waste.
Luckily though, nothing happened. The day went by with no sudden changes or events; well, apart from an un-wanted test in English, in which, surprisingly, all five of the bunch scored from 78% and over. Of course, of course, Hayato scored 100%. But that was no reason for celebrating to him, as he had gotten used to getting such high scores at the lessons he had adopted the tendency to just be good at. And generally everything went along just fine, until the end of the lessons, when suddenly, Yankumi left the chalk fall from her hand and tripped, falling abruptly on her knees, bringing her hand to her forehead.
"Yankumi!" almost everyone in the class stood up immediately, and Take was the first one to be beside her. "Daijobou ka?"
"Hai." She was all smiles again. Take helped her stand and sit on her chair, patting her back. "I guess it's that time already, huh?" she murmured.
"That time…What do you mean?" Take asked.
"Haven't I told you guys already?" Yankumi asked, rubbing her eyes. "I'm pretty sure I did tell you…"
"What?" Ryu asked. "Are you sick?"
"No, I'm pregnant."
"EEEEEHHHH?" The second surprise in just a few minutes. Hayato slapped his forehead, Ryu looked at the ceiling, Take, Tsucchi and Hyuuga stood with eyes wide open and some of the others started dancing around.
"Maji de?" Kosuke murmured. "Zenzen mienai!"
"Because I'm still on my third month."
"Eh? Already?" Hayato asked. "Ok now, who was it?"
"What's with all the interest? An old student of mine. We were going to get married, anyway, and this just…happened."
"Eh…Are you, for real?" Ryu asked, amused "Omedetto." He said, hands in his pockets.
"And kiotsukete, from now on." Hayato added. "It's unbelievable."
"Hell yeah." Tsucchi said, shivering. "Yankumi mama."
"Zenzen kaachanrashikunai." Hyuuga nodded. "You're so clumsy; you have to be more careful than the other pregnant women."
"Oii!" Yankumi uttered, pouting. "HiDoi!"
"We're just direct." Hayato shook his shoulders.
"And besides wasn't Yankumi the one who told us that to be 'fine adults' we need to be direct in our everyday lives?" Take asked, pinching her cheek.
"Takeda! Well, a n y w a y !" Yankumi shouted, hitting her fist on the desk. "I don't need you guys babysitting me, I get enough of that stuff at home/ Shin is just so overprotective-"
"Shin?" Hayato asked. It ringed a bell, it definitely ringed a bell. "That Shin? The one that almost killed me that time I cursed you?"
"…Yes, that one. And don't be so exaggerative; he only punched you once, and he's not even as strong as I am."
"Yeah, I forgot that Sawada didn't have a yakuza upbringing."
"Is it so bad that I did?"
"Not at all, I'm actually jealous."
"Guh, I knew you'd say it."
"Are you talking back to me?"
"Hayato, yametoke!" Ryu said, grabbing his hand.
"Well I'm not known for letting women talk back to me-"
"Hayato!"
"-besides she's an adult and has the obligation to listen closely-"
"Dammit, stop talking, baka." Ryu murmured and suddenly kissed him, thinking of it as the only way to stop him. Seemed as if he had forgotten where they were; wasn't he the one who had doubts about revealing their relationship anyway? All that didn't seem to matter; his kiss was deep, hungry and possessive, and Hayato took a step back, trying to keep his balance. Yankumi was smiling deviously behind her hand that covered her lips but the rest of her students stood jaw-dropped. What was happening, what was going on, no one could understand. Ryu? Odagiri Ryu was doing what? And wait, wait, why were Ryu and Hayato kissing in the f i r s t p l a c e? And so passionately, what was the deal?
"Oi, oi, oi, oi, futari domo." Yankumi said, clapping her hands.
Hayato felt Ryu pulling away; they stood with their hands, their fingers barely touching, looking around. A faint blush was covering Ryu's cheeks; Hayato cursed himself; that was no way for them to announce their relationship but, the result was still the same. He scratched his head and caught Ryu's glance. He too was asking with his eyes "do we tell them now?"
"Chotto…Ima no…Nani are?" Take asked.
"Hountouni…" Tsucchi said, his hand over his mouth. Hyuuga was nodding beside him, and the other guys in the class were asking the same questions, always like "What the hell?" and "Are they for real?"
"Oretachi wa sa…Tsukiateru." Hayato said, after confirming for one last time that Ryu agreed. He had started this anyway, and it had been witnessed by many. He couldn't hide it anymore.
"Eeeh? Maji? Maji desu ka?"
"Itsu no mae ni…"
"Shinjirarenai…"
"Minna, ochitsuite kudasai!" Yankumi shouted, clapping her hands. "The fact that we have two lovebirds in the class now shouldn't affect you like that!"
"What lovebirds? Do you know what an uproar it would have caused to other classes? Yankumi announcing she's pregnant, Ryu kissing Hayato…" Take said loudly, climbing on his desk. "Had it been anyone else, they'd be shouting their lungs out."
"Hai, hai. But I want you to reply to this sincerely, would it be so bad if Hayato had started it instead?"
"Eh? I don't know, but reasonably, no. Because, you know, that would have been Hayato, not Ryu."
"Excuse me, but can you stop talking about us as if we weren't even in here?" Hayato asked.
"Gomen ne, Yabuki."
"I didn't ask for your apologies, Yankumi, mercy!"
"Hayato." Ryu said calmly.
"What?"
"You're shouting at her again."
"…Hai, hai, waruku."
"You're hopeless."
"That's what Miroku says…"
"Who's Miroku?"
"What, you're jealous?"
"Ii kara, dattara nanda? Ore wa omae no koibito, desho? Dakara hayaku kotaero!"
"Calm down, you little kitten, Miroku's my twin cousin."
"Your what?" Ryu blinked.
"You don't know him?" Take got in the middle.
"Are you sure you don't? He's come get Hayato from school several times." Tsucchi said, pointing somewhere out of the window with his fan.
"Calm down, it was at the times he still wasn't here." Hayato said. "And by the way, he'll be coming today too. Nice chance to meet you. He wanted me to introduce you to him."
"Eh, chotto! Who said that I want to meet another crazy Hayato?"
"Well, he finds me troublesome."
"That's some miracle."
"He might be crazy but on another space. He's just always bored since he's an only-child, so he gets excited over the less fun stuff. He's really handy, though. He even made a television on his own, for his buddies at school."
"Yeah, the Student Body Council staff?" Kosuke asked. "If memory serves, he's the VP, desho?"
"Yep, Serves him right; let that Kikomasamune dude beat him"
"Don't be ridiculous, Haya-chan." Tsucchi said, singing the words.
"And what school is this so great cousin in, anyway?" Ryu asked, still with a pinch of jealousy in his heart.
"Saint President Private Academy." Hayato replied, sitting back on his chair, his feet on his desk. "Damn backbone pain…" he murmured, rubbing the top bone under his hair.
"Mm."
"So desu."
"Pretty rich bastard." Hayato sighed. "If only I owned one fourth of what he does…"
"Chotto, chotto, you said Saint President Gakuen? That St. President, with the rich and famous kids?" Ryu asked, sitting on the desk, removing Hayato's feet. "Oshiete!" he said, hitting his fist lightly on the older one's knee.
"Itaii…Itai yo, Odagiri-kun!" Hayato mimicked with a girly voice, making the rest three laugh and Ryu blush. "Yeah, that's the school. Why?"
"I…used to go there. For the freshman year in junior high…Just before I transferred at the local junior high I met you." The redhead said, and then his eyes opened wide. "Ne…It's a mixed one, right?"
"Sou dakedo. Nande?" Take asked.
"Hey, you look like you saw a ghost." Hayato murmured.
"That's where they want to join me and that slug…" Ryu whispered, looking at Hayato.
"Doesn't she have a name?"
"Do you think I want to remember?"
"Okay, okay, ochitsuite. It's not like I'm going to let it happen, desho? Yakusokushita desho?" Hayato asked, patting Ryu's lap.
"Sankyuu."
"Ne, what are you two talking about?" Take asked, but before either of them had the chance to reply, the classroom door was abruptly slid and a furious female entered, running through the class and once reaching them, threw herself into Ryu's embrace.
"Ryu-kuuunnn…Doko ni ichatta? Yatto mitsuketa!" she said, tightly holding the boy to her side.
"Ch- Naomi! What the hell are you doing here?" the redhead said, trying to break free from her embrace. "Sawatenai."
"Finally I found you! Are you alright? Your parents were very worried, even mine! You know, they settled the schools stuff, and we won't have to transfer, since our current schools are so close! Isn't it great?" She just kept on talking with her hyper tone, uncaring of Ryu's indifferent look and Hayato looking at her like he wanted to kill her [well he did want to, but that was another thing].
"You…" he said, pointing his finger out to her. "You filthy woman! How dare you touch my Ryu?"
"Huh? Yabai, kowai yo!" Naomi said and hid behind Ryu. "Tasukete…"
"Naomi! Let go; Hayato, yametoke. Aitsu wa…ano onna." The younger boy said, dragging Naomi's hands off of him.
"Chotto! Ryu, what's going on? Who's this?" Tsucchi, Take and Hyuuga asked. "How come Hayato knows about her and we don't?"
"His fiancée." Hayato said in a broken voice. It was clearly obvious how bitter his emotions were, how much effort he put into saying it for the others, and how much it hurt him.
"Hayato…" Ryu said, but the older one kicked his chair, grabbed his bag and right on the moment, his Cellphone rang.
"Moshimoshi…"
"Oi. I got done earlier. I'm outside."
"Good for you; I'm skipping. I'll be there in a sec."
"Your cousin?" Kosuke asked but Hayato didn't reply clearly. Only when he went out of the door, he said "When Miroku comes, tell him I went out with the orphan. He knows."
"Chotto, Hayato!"
"Haya-chan!"
"Hayato!"
"Hayato!"
But the boy didn't even turn to talk; he only kept walking. When he was out of the school, he met a stranger, a thin, skinny and pretty handsome at that, stranger, dressed in a leather jacket and a worn out pair of jeans. They left together, heading for the nearest bar.
"Ano neee…" Naomi said, shaking her hand in front of Ryu's eyes, who was looking at Hayato from the window at the back class corridor. "Will you be coming home? What am I asking, they'll come get us from school; of course you will!"
"Naomi, shut it." Ryu said, catching her hands with his one. "Shut it, okay? I'll get my stuff from the place I live now on my own and then go home. Okay?" he said, pushing her to the classroom exit. "Just return to your school and class, and we'll see eachother tonight again, ne?"
"Hai!" the girl said with her high-pitched voice and laid a sudden kiss on Ryu's cheek.
When the girl disappeared from his sight, Ryu wiped his cheek on his sleeve, murmuring curses for the bad luck he had gotten himself into.
"Ano ne…" Take asked, hesitantly. "What's going on here?"
"My parents…They're joining companies with her parents and both decided that we are going to get married to seal their deal. We would even transfer to St. President Gakuen, but as it seems it was cancelled." Ryu explained. "Dammit, they chose just the right time…"
"Are you saying so in fear of your newly 'created' relationship with Yabuki breaking?" Yankumi asked, quietly from her desk. Ryu looked at her.
"Well yeah! What else would worry me? You saw how he acted; you heard his voice, he was broken to even talk about her to the others, even though it was my job to do, he did it for me! It just hurt him! And it's my fault!" Ryu shouted.
"Why, Odagiri, you surprise me." The woman said. Sitting up, she started walking towards them. "You live together with Yabuki. You're having sex with him. You're eating the same food, you come to school together. You study together, you sit side by side, and you're generally together anyway. From how long I know Yabuki, and excuse the expression, he won't 'hand you over' to that girl so easily. But if you just leave it all up to him and don't do anything on your own, of course he'll give up."
"Urusai. Why do you have to look at the worst of it? Do you think I like that bitch intruding my life right at the time I wanted to fix it up with Hayato? I hate her! And I hate my parents even more for deciding without asking me for yet another time!"
"I was always against kids not caring about their parents, Odagiri, but you see that in your case I've backed off on my decision to that many times. You're the exception. To you I can only say this. You deserve your fate, boy; you never riot, you just accept whatever's going on, whatever's decided ahead of you for you. You're pathetic."
Ryu stood up and kicked his desk and chair to the side,
"You're not in my house, you don't know what's going on, so don't think you can understand so easily, okay?" he yelled, jumping frustrated to the back exit of the classroom.
"Odagiri!" Yankumi yelled, but he was already out.
He walked fast. He ran out of school, passing through the streets, going to Hayato's apartment to pick his stuff. He was mad at him, very mad at him. He had seen him give his hand to the stranger who came and got him from school, and that definitely wasn't his cousin, because the action later…He…he…He didn't even want to remember, even though it burned his memory, and even if he was mistaken and had seen wrong, the image of the other guy just touching, touching his Hayato drove him crazy, and he now felt possessive over him. He thought that he could understand how Hayato felt about him when Naomi and other females in general touched him.
"Damn bastard…" he murmured and suddenly he felt the wind blow hard on his back; he saw that he had reached the house of the older boy. He sighed and opened the door with the spare key Hayato had given him, got in and in a few minutes had gathered his belongings from all around Hayato's apartment. Just before he set foot out of it, he left the key fall from his hand to the floor and shot a last glance to the small house which had so warmly accommodated him for those days he stayed there. He felt a knot somewhere in his throat and his vision blurry; he sighed and inhaled, trying to prevent the inevitable. As he closed the door behind him, the guitar and its sheath, the bag with the few clothes and other stuff in his hands felt heavier, way more than they actually weighted. At that point, he couldn't keep it in anymore and his tears ran free, staining his pale cheeks with their paths as they went down to his chin. The salty drops dripped down from his eyes to his nose and lips and chin…The cold wind felt even more chilling on the spots the tears had passed. He took a deep breath and started walking, quickly towards the nearest train station.
For yet another time, he was returning home frustrated, and his frustration's turmoil had to do with Hayato. He had not much money so his ticket earned him a really slow return, but that made no difference to him. He was still looking out of the window at scenery in which nature was raging upon; it was snowing. He leaned in for he thought he saw a figure, but before he could shoot a second glance over, the train had moved too fast for his eyes to rematch the faint vision.
He sighed; that was the last thing he needed, seeing stuff that either didn't really exist or were made into something by his imagination.
When he reached his house, his mood had already dropped lower than his feet. He needn't get stuck to the wall by Naomi, strangled by her arms around him and thrown daggers from his father's words. His mother was the only one who he felt caring about why he had ran away from home.
"Ne, Ryu…" she dared saying once. "Won't you go upstairs and rest? Take a bath, sleep for a while…"
"Arigatou, kaach-…" he didn't finish. He felt so grateful to that comment of hers that he didn't notice at first…How long had it been since he had last called her "kaachan" or at least talk to her without it being "anta" or "omae"? He sighed and turned to her. "Arigatou, okaasan." He said and, throwing down the small bag with the clothes, keeping only his guitar, he climbed upstairs to his room, ignoring Naomi and her parents, and especially his father. He didn't even turn to look at him. Once in his room, he remembered that the key was always from the outside, so that his father could lock him in if he wanted. Frustrated, he pushed his desk behind the door, leaving the guitar with the strings Hayato had changed for him on his bed. When he was done, he leaned on the wall, his back facing it. Slowly, he sank to his knees and hid his face into his hands, his fingers running through his hair. Hayato's ballad was still ringing in his head; he couldn't forget the gentle words he wrote in it, the look in his eyes when he said he wanted them to sing it together.
"Damn it, Hayato…" he thought. "Why do I have to love you that much?" he murmured, words drown in his hands. He didn't know where he picked the courage to stand up and go to the bathroom from. He only knew that he was not really doing it consciously. When did the water fill the tub? When did he get rid of his clothes, when did he sink in? He couldn't tell; in the end, he didn't care. When he was done, he put on his clothes but for some reason, he still felt cold. He grabbed a woolen jacket and put it over the rest, but still, his teeth were hitting onto eachother.
"Nanda yo kore…" he murmured, or rather hissed, behind gritted teeth. He grabbed a blanket and in a few moments he was laying on his bed, curled up like a fetus. "Nande ana ni sabui yo?"
But no one could answer. He felt more and more cold, and even when he had covered himself with all the blankets he could find in the room, he still couldn't stop his lips from earning the paleness of a dead, frozen body. "Hayato…gomen ne…" he murmured, his teeth hitting. He could feel it, he was slowly sinking into a cold, even though he had promised himself he wouldn't, he would stay strong, for Hayato's sake. He felt his eyelids really really heavy, his head and stomach hurt, he felt the bones in his arms and legs in so much pain; it all felt like someone was burning him from the inside, and still he felt cold and frozen as if enclosed in ice.
Without realizing, after many torturing moments, he fell asleep. He didn't get any decent rest though; in his dreams, he was spinning, he was cold, he was in pain, he was crying. Naomi's high-pitched voice and laughter were piercing through him like a needle driven in from the pupil of his eye, and Hayato wasn't there. He knew that sometime came when he called for his help, but the older boy just wouldn't come for help. He had sunk deep and it wasn't so easy to swim back up to the surface. He had a suffocating feeling but he didn't wake up; he so needed to sleep, he wanted to just lay there and get even an hour of sleep; even dreamless would be okay, just for his mind to get some rest, or else he felt like it would explode.
His world of dreams sure was better than his reality though. While he was sleeping, the four elder decided that Naomi would stay at the Odagiri estate whenever she wanted, so a room was prepared for her. For the night and after that, she returned to her own house with her parents, but she was free to come over at any given hour of any day. Sometime, in between waking up and falling back to sleep, Ryu heard their voices from outside as they were seeing off the Ooyama family, and he felt so grateful that they were finally leaving, that he was somehow sure something would happen later on and make him regret being so happy.
"Ii…Kankei wa nai…Ima wa tada…netteru…" he murmured and then darkness engulfed him once more.
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