Took me a while to make this chapter in particular; so I'd appreciate some feedback.

Chapter 14: Trips

Friday

Gakupo's P.O.V.

10:10 p.m.

I stood along the side of the small group of students, waiting for Kaito to get done checking if everyone was there. I was somewhat lucky to have Meito gain access to the fieldtrip so I wasn't alone with these bastard kids. "There's only twenty-two students, so I don't know what's taking him so long to let us on the bus." I mumbled beneath my breath, causing Meito to switch his attention onto me. But as soon as I shot a gaze back to him, a question came to mind. I might as well talk about this to him while he's here. It's not often we hang out without Yohio. I silently thought to myself. ... Though I don't think I should share anything. Exposing the possibility of me feeling something for a masochistic teacher will only increase the chances of people finding out about our deal. ... It's best to keep it to myself-.

"You okay, Gakupo?" The sound of Meito's voice had snapped me out of my thoughts, causing me to blink twice. "If I'd knew better, I'd say that Gumi was bothering you again. But anyway, I came to tell you that I need to stay here. Yohio is acting paranoid because Yuma found out that you and me were going on the field trip; so he's pretty much going after him, knowing how he'll be left alone. We don't want one of those discipline-dipshits to act crazy on him." He briefly explained.

Although I wanted Meito to tag along; he's right about them going after Yohio if he's alone. And with that thought lingering inside my mind, I nodded and told him, "I understand." But after I did, he rose a brow at me before he gave a deep sigh. "It's obvious that something is bothering you, and I want you to know that you can talk to me about it." He told me.

It's easier to say that in your position. Try having a girlfriend that worries about her looks, having oppressive parents, live by yourself since you were younger, and suddenly have a person who devote themselves to make you feel better? ... I think that'd make any man question their feelings towards their girlfriend, parents, and life. I began to think, but that was till my eyes wandered past Meito, and onto a certain bluenette that stood by the bus entrance; letting the students board on. And although he was directing them to get on; his eyes were locked onto me. And I didn't even have to look at him to know that he was staring; I could automatically feel his gaze.

He wore a black long-sleeved shirt, Dark blue shorts that were no where near as short as the ones he wore during our sessions, and a pair of black knee-high socks. He looks like a damn kid. I mean even though we can wear casual clothing for the trip; I'm pretty much the only one that looks like an adult, other than the bus driver. And I'm thinking this despite my own outfit; so that says a lot. I gave a small sigh. My own outfit consisted of a black muscle-tank with a black-and-white picture of the American flag, black pants, and an open-zipped hoodie.

Quickly turning my gaze back onto Meito, I lastly told him, "I just hadn't been getting much sleep, so you shouldn't worry. Other than that; you two should stay inside the classrooms as much as possible. Luki is going to try to go after you once he finds out that you're still here, but you two should be fine. So I'll talk you later" And with that, I patted his shoulder twice before I began walking past him. I wouldn't even tell Cul about this. This strange relation between me and Kaito will stir nothing but trouble; and we'd both be in deep shit. Him for being a teacher, and me because I'm a delinquent. Even if I were to turn my back and put the blame on him; the blame would piled on me because of that last incident a couple of years ago.

By the time I came near the bus, the bluenette gave another smile my way before saying, "Looks as though all the seats are taken. So I guess we're going to sit together near the front." He practically whispered. And once that was said, he turned on his heel and began stepping onto the bus, with me following behind him. He planned for us to sit together. I rolled my eyes at the thought and took my seat next to him. Where we were was directly behind the bus driver. But as soon as I sat, he turned his body to face the rest of the students. "Alright everyone! Make sure you buckle your seatbelts, don't stick your heads out the window, and please be on your best behavior. The ride to the museum should take about fifteen minutes, but we're going to spend the whole day inside, and then we're going to get something to eat. I want all of you to use the buddy system and stay in pairs, or groups of three's. You're all free to roam around the museum with your group, but we're all going to meet by the front entrance when it's ll:30. After that I'll walk you guys to the Shibuya shopping center to get some food, and then you guys are free to do whatever you want. Only go back to the bus if you need a ride back to the school for whatever reason. Okay?" He explained to everyone.

Luka's hand immediately shot up. Once Kaito gave her the okay to speak, she said, "The principal allowed you to let us go afterwards?" Of course not, dumbass. He's just being nice to his students. I annoyingly thought to myself.

So instead of allowing him to talk, I spoke up before him. "Would you rather be brought back to school, or would you rather have an easy day? And if you chose the second option; feel free to shut the hell up." I eyed the girl.

This had caused her to grimace at me and turn silent. And with that being said; Kaito waved to the bus driver and gave him the signal to start driving.

Neither one of us exchanged much words to each other, but it was mostly because we were around the students, and we were sitting directly behind the bus driver. If we did talk, it would mostly just be him talking about the things that would be inside the Kamui exhibition. But throughout the time he would talk, I could see how enthused he was about going to see it. Maybe he's enthused off the fact that he's going to show me it?

Before all of us knew it, the bus made a slow stop in front of the museum entrance.

"Wah! We're here-!" "Hold on, Mr. Shion. There seems to be a bit of a problem." The bluenette shot up from his seat until the bus driver told him to hold on. "There seems to be an invitation entry established by the Kamui family. ... It says so on the sign outside." He mentioned.

"What...?" The bluenette said in disbelief as he peeked through the window to look at the sign. Private invitation to look at the exhibit? Are they fucking serious-? ... These are my parents. Of course they're serious. I gave a deep sigh as I glanced off to the bluenette. He must've forgotten that I'm a descendent. There's no need to think we won't have access to this place. And with that thought lingering; I rose from my seat and walked towards the door, lowly telling the driver, "Open this thing up. It'll only take a second."

In a matter of seconds, he opened the door and allowed me to step out. I wasted no time jogging over towards the guards standing near the entrance, only to be stopped before I could take any steps closer to them. "Stop right there! No ones allowed inside unless you have an invitation to go in. If not; you're going to have to wait three weeks till the exhibit is open for all citizens." The one on the left had said. Three weeks? That's a load of bull shit.

Deciding not to argue with them, I reached for my wallet in my back pocket and pulled out my I.D. before sliding my wallet back in. I showed them my card in a matter of time.

"I haven't the time to argue with either one of you, and I have a group of students that need access to this museum. ... My name is Kamui Gakupo, and I'm a decendant of the Shogunate Kamui; Son of Toshiro and Maiyumi Kamui" The two guards stilled their bodies as their eyes widened all of a sudden; from both my explanation, and seeing the family seal on my card. "I would've notified the museum sooner if I'd known that my parents were going to make it private-access. But since I didn't, I need one of you to run to that school-bus and notify the teacher that it's okay to bring the class inside. Do you hear me?"

"Y-Yes, Mr. Kamui!" The two said in unison; and with that, the red-head on the left ran over towards the bus. "Is there anything you'd like for me to get you? Water? Food? A personal guide? You name it!" The one named Kai had told me. "We're truly sorry! I-It's just that no one has seen or heard from you in such a long time; and we forgotten how you looked like!" He tried explaining.

Of course. Mother and Father wanted me to keep a low profile after I had rebelled against them. It'd look bad on both the family and the media if they'd found out that I was acting like a delinquent. Even so; they could easily cover my behavior up with a good enough reason to let everyone off the hook. ... But man did I forget how it was like to have ... power. "The only thing I want is for you to keep it a secret that I was here. And don't go exposing who I am around those students." I simply told him, right before the kids began to walk into the entrance.

The guard pushed the door open for them nervously and began greeting them. "Come inside! Come inside!"

I waited outside for a bit till I saw the bluenette walking up to me, then paused with a smile on his face. Everyone had gone inside except for us.

"I feel like I'm looking at the Shogunate right now" He spoke in an almost whisper-like tone. Eh? What a cheesy thing to say. But it's expected if it's coming out of his mouth. I couldn't help but feel my lips twitch upwards into a small smile the more I stared at him. So I nodded my head and motioned for him to come inside. He nodded his head eagerly, and hurriedly began to walk side-by-side with me inside the building. "Lead the way, Sir Kamui." He laughed.

"Sir Kamui? ... That's Master Kamui, to you." I joked back with him.

"M-Master" He murmured to himself, allowing me to catch a streak of blush running across his cheeks. I personally think he's a nympho as well. "I almost forgot to thank you for shutting Luka up. I never would've thought that a student would question a teacher for letting them go hang out after a field trip. I mean I heard of being a teachers pet, or kissing ass, but I felt like she was about to tell on me for being generous-" "Pfft!" A laugh escaped as soon as I heard him talk about Luka. He began laughing a little himself before continuing. "I'm serious! I was confused by her question; but you rescued me from her."

"Both her and her brother are like that. She's a kiss-ass to all the faculty inside the school, and her brother is part of the Student Discipline Committee. They'd be descent people if they weren't so stuck up about things. But I've dealt with them for years; so it's only natural that I know how to shut her up." I explained to him as I pushed open a door, allowing us to walk inside before I closed it behind us. It said it was a private room; but knowing how the guards are aware of who I am, it didn't matter if I walked inside.

The room was rather large with a mass of small paintings across the cherry-colored walls. Multiple armor displays were sealed behind glass containers except for one battle suit that stood in the far back, blocked off by red rope. But in the middle of the room was a small table; holding about three scrolls on it, with one of them being open. To the side of the table was a glass case, containing an old Katana. Traditional Koto music was playing softly through the speakers planted inside the room.

"... My goodness. Personal belongings such as these could only mean that we're in the Memoir room." He spoke to no one as his eyes wandered around the room. The room was oddly quiet except for the sound of the music, our feet against the wooden floors, and our talking. "If I'm correct; those scrolls could either be notes, a warning, or the best of the best-"

"His journal." I finished off his sentence as I walked up to the small table, having him follow closely to me. "I heard little things about the possibility of a piece of his journal being here. My family didn't want anyone to move too much of his belongings if anyone were to make an exhibit; especially his personal belongings. So the person who owns this building must've paid a nice penny to have his stuff be put here." I briefly told the bluenette.

"I'd believe it. I mean this collection, although it's somewhat small, is amazing! They're probably making the exhibit private for so long because they're taking the stuff in this room, back. That's the only logical way for them to make it private; but subside from that, I think it's right for you to read through the scrolls. ... I think they'll enlighten you." He eyed me as we stood near the table. "Whatever the scrolls may be; I'm sure they'll do you good. So read away. I'll happily make myself busy by looking at the artifacts in here."

Watching him walk away to the display cases, my gaze fell upon the open scroll. It may do me good, but you helped brought me here. So it'd only be right for me to read aloud. I leaned forward and place my hands on either sides of the scroll, carefully opening it enough for me to see the beginning.

"I knew it was a good idea to take my son to go see the sun rise early in the day, and although I risked getting yelled at by Haruni for taking him off without letting her know, it was still a great learning experience for our beloved Gakuto. I wanted him to see our rising sun the same way I saw it when I was his age; him being four. My father would always take me to the hills early in the morning to see our sun rise, and so I did the same with him. The way our sun rose was a reflection of how the people of japan should be. Our duty in life was to rise off the ground and show the sky who we were; thus being bodies of individuality."

"Gakuto kept calling the scenery beautiful, but I knew that he saw the deeper beauty of it. Nothing about the Sun was restrained. Nothing about our Sun Goddess was oppressed. Her freedom was what made her beautiful, and so we owe it to her and ourselves to free our hearts. I did try to explain to him that beauty of freedom can be found in many different ways. Our Sun Goddess, Ameterasu. The sky. The rain. The wind... Beautiful women's, but I won't get into that." Geez, closet pervert? "And if one wants to look deep within; our hearts. No matter the type of war we're in; it's up to the individual to fight off the cage others try to place around them. And if my son ever turns blind, I can only hope that another guides him to his senses. And if my bloodline down the line falls short in seeing the sun; I know one of us will help restore balance. The Kamui spirit is strong. Anyone could have our blood; but it's the spirit from within that truly let others know that you're a Kamui. My father gave me his name, and I gave my son the same because I knew from the moment I laid eyes on him that he was going to do great things."

"If I happen to disappear soon in my days; I know Haruni will help lead the citizens, with the help of our close followers. She's a woman that can take significant pain in the sake of love, and that she will do in order protect Gakuto if he's not at the age of being able to defend for himself. ... And I know my death will be nothing but me protecting both my loved ones and the people who deserves to be themselves. So when I die; know that every last drop of my blood in my body will be added into the redness of the sun, and my spirit will sit in the sky, watching over my family. My family from the past, present, and future to come." I allowed the scroll to role back up on it's own once I was done reading.

I took a step back and looked off to my right, only to see Kaito standing dangerously close by my side. "You know, Gakupo. I think you're that person who's going to bring back balance. Especially knowing how similar your name is to the Shogunate. And if you're hesitant about it, just remember that I'm by your side." He gently told me.

I gazed into his surprisingly crystal-like eyes, letting myself get lost in thought. I want to ask Why, but there isn't a reason to. "...As weird as you are, you've been good to me." These words came out automatically, and I didn't attempt to silence them. "You've been better than other people, and you're nothing but boyish-looking man that's a masochist. Does anyone realize how much of a pervert you truly are?" I began to walk across the room as soon as I felt my heart go up to my throat. "It sounds disgusting as hell for anyone else"

"Master, are you okay?" He hurriedly came over to me without hesitation, but as soon as he was merely three steps away from me, it was as if I could hear my own heartbeat. ... As if someone was holding it up to my ears.

I don't understand what's going on. Just looking at this perverted piece of shit, worrying about me all of a sudden.

"I-I think you need to take a seat. I'll go get some water for you-"

... I can see now. Gumi means nothing to me, compared to Kaito. He has done some much, and I can do nothing but do what I feel is right; ... He's mine.

And like a snap of a finger, right when he was a step away from me, I reached over and fisted a chunk of his hair and pushed him against the wall. I refused to waste another second not getting a taste from him; so without giving him a chance to breath, I crashed my lips against his and shoved my tongue inside, licking his sweetened tongue. His body stiffened almost immediately, and yet he didn't move away. "Mm-! mm" But slowly but surely his body began to relax as he finally decided to rub his soft tongue against my own, allowing me to suck on it.

My right hand reached around his back and crept down to ass; curling my fingers around his left cheek and giving a nice squeeze, feeling the surprisingly big, round, softness of his ass.

His lips were soft around my dick, but I didn't know how soft they'd be against my lips. Or how sweet they'd taste. Strawberry chapstick, and a vanilla tasting tongue. Makes me want to kiss him rather than eat desert.

After about half a minute, I slowly parted from him, watching the string of saliva slide down the side of his mouth as he stared at me with half-lidded eyes. The blush on his face turned into a deep red. And those lips. ... Those pink-shaded lips were swollen from our kiss. "I-I ... I-I've been a good boy?" He shakily stammered.

Keeping him pressed against the wall, I only responded, "That as well, but I decided to make you mine." I whispered to the dazed bluenette. But right when I did, his eyes widened. I couldn't help but smile a little. "That's right. I want to be your master. ... Other than your boyfriend."

"Ah" He lightly gasped in further disbelief until (Beep! Beep! Beep! s.f.x.) The alarm on his watch went off; causing the both of us to look at it. "O-Oh crap! It's time for the lunch break." He suddenly remembered, as well as myself.

"Well, we better get the hell up out of here. We don't want to hear a damn thing from Luka." I sighed, but before I could think about walking to the door, he muttered, "I-I love my boyfriend."

And as smooth as the air around us, I was more than comfortable saying the phrase back to him. A million times more than Gumi.

"... I love my slave. Now let's go. If I hear Luka complain, I'm blaming you."