Well, woke up with a migraine and sickies today, but my own Hiro-san (my college roommate) came over to take care of me so I was loved.
And I managed to half ass a chapter out. I think I deserve a medal for that. Lol.
Anyway, you will all be ecstatic to learn that after this chapter we will be getting into a special something I like to call Sexy Triathlon. Meaning the next three chapters will all be lemons.
And no, I'm not kidding. While joking about something like that would be funny, it would also be cruel. And funny.
But I am not kidding in the least. Next chapter will in fact be my first Terrorist lemon, followed by a Romantica, followed by the much anticipated Egoist lemon.
So ya might wanna drop extra special reviews to get me in the mood to update faster ;D
though all of you are already so good at that. I truly appreciated it ^^
Squee,
The Boy's Love Flamingo
P.s. OMG I was at Target today and I saw the FUCKING COOLEST SHIT EVER! 8D It was a giant sparkly christmas flamingo in the yard decor section and it was GLORIOUS! Omg, if I had fifty bucks I would tap that SOOOOO FAST.
Sigh. I want more Flamigo shit. I'm gonna go shop for Flamingo earrings on Amazon...for when I actually have money...
Chapter Twenty-One: There's No Place Like Common Room
"Mmmm….ahhh…no…aahhh…mmmm….No…No!…AH! PANDAS!"
"Oy Shinobu, wake the hell up."
The blonde's stormy grey eyes flew open as the voice penetrated his foggy unconscious mind. Morning light flooded his vision and he blinked furiously as he felt two large hands take his shoulders and gently shake. Once his eyes had adjusted, he peered up and into Miyagi's face, his mind still groggy from the long slumber.
"Miyagi…" He breathed in relief. The tall man raised an eyebrow.
"You were mumbling in your sleep. What were you dreaming about?" He asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Pandas," The teen replied. "Pandas on Quidditch brooms! They were flying after me and there was a witch!"
Miyagi blinked a couple of times.
"I'm sure there was." He muttered back.
"Were you wearing red shoes and a dress and calling yourself Dorothy too?" Takano chuckled from across the room.
"Oh shut it," A low voice muttered. The dark-haired Slytherin merely smiled and snuggled closer next to Onodera, who was lying beside him in the bed. The brunette, who'd been up all night studying for the next Defense Against the Dark Arts test, had come in early this morning. And Takano (naturally) had invited the exhausted uke into the bed with him, knowing Onodera was too tired to refuse. A couple hours later, after a glorious nap, Takano was on cloud nine, while Ritsu was still tired and grouchy (so probably around cloud three or four).
Shinobu's tired eyes traveled briefly over to the couple, then back to Miyagi as the man helped him sit up.
"Miyagi," Shinobu smiled, his rain cloud eyes pooling with moisture at the sight of the man and the touch of his gentle hands.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm here." The man mumbled back. "But today is going to be busy so listen up."
"Huh?" Shinobu cocked his head.
Miyagi stood up, scratching the bed of his head and glancing around the bedside.
"Look, I'm the only one who's available to brat sit you, and I have a lot of research to do for an upcoming thesis. So today we're going to move."
"Move?"
"Yep, we're going back to Ravenclaw house."
"Man that sucks!"
Miyagi narrowed his eyes at Takano, who looked visibly disappointed.
"Hear that Ritsu," Takano bent down, nibbling on Onodera's ear. "Our sitcom is leaving. Now we'll only have each other for entertainment."
Onodera growled under his breath, still half asleep, but awake enough to blush.
"Welcome back Shinobu!" Kisa smiled, opening the door as Miyagi carried the bundled blonde into the common room.
"Thanks," The teen replied weakly, his eyes softening as he saw the familiar setting of his home.
"Oh yeah, Miyagi," Kisa added. "I finally got a hold of Chiaki."
"Really?" The tall man asked, heading for the steps.
"Yeah, but they aren't going to be back for a couple days. Chiaki said Hatori is still really pissed about what happened, so they're gonna wait till he cools down. He was fine with us moving all his stuff though."
"Good." Miyagi replied. "Thanks."
Shinobu glanced curiously at raven-haired man.
"Why are you moving Hatori's things?"
Miyagi rolled his eyes.
"Isn't it obvious punk?" He muttered as they walked into the room Shinobu shared with Hisoka and Hatori. But the blonde's rain cloud eyes widened as he saw that the beds beside his own had been cleared.
"Where's Hisoka?" He asked bewilderedly.
"In Gryffindor with his boyfriend. When I told him you and I were moving back in he was out in twenty minutes. And I don't blame him one bit."
Shinobu's pink lips parted.
"Mi—Miyagi…you're…you're moving back in here?"
"Moved. Past tense. All my stuff is here, I just need to unpack." The man replied, cocking his head towards a pile of boxes in the corner.
"Really Miyagi?" Shinobu said, his eyes lighting up. The older man sighed at his enthusiasm.
"Yeah, well this way I can watch your burnt ass and get my work done too." He said frankly, gentling setting the blonde teen down on his own bed. Shinobu sighed as he felt the familiar comfort of his mattress underneath his body, but nothing was comparable to comfort of having such a loving person around to care for him.
"But hey, there's one thing I still wanna know." Miyagi said, sitting down on the end of the bed.
"What?" Shinobu replied cautiously.
"Why the hell were you at the Quidditch field when this whole Armageddon shit was going down?" Miyagi asked, running his long digits through his hair. He glanced at Shinobu and was a little thunderstruck when the small teen hung his head and spoke.
"I…I was practicing…" He creaked out, his cheeks flushing the color of Pepto-Bismol.
"You were what?" Miyagi asked in disbelief.
Shinobu's chin dipped lower.
"…I…I wanted to be better at Quidditch, and none of the Gryffindors were around that day, so I was flying around, them I saw a bunch of people in the center of field and as I was heading towards them, that giant phoenix came out and I got caught in the flames."
"How high up were you?" Miyagi asked, both in frustration and concern.
"About fifty-feet…I think…"
The taller man's eyes widened.
"Then why the hell aren't both your legs broken from a fall like that?"
For the first time, a small smile crept over the boy's face.
"I didn't fall."
Miyagi raised an eyebrow.
"Huh?"
"I managed to hang onto the broom and make it down to the ground. I started feeling dizzy when I made it down and I saw Kamijou-san catch me and put the flames out. Next thing I know I was in the infirmary."
Miyagi stared in complete shock at the honey blonde's narrative, both horrified at how Shinobu had gotten hurt and slightly impressed that the boy had hung onto his broom after falling into a burning ring of fire.
The raven-haired Ravenclaw sighed.
"So you've been practicing…" He murmured. Shinobu pressed his lips together self-consciously.
"…yeah…"
Miyagi hummed in reply, pulling another cigarette patch out of his pocket. But he glanced back in surprise as he heard Shinobu give a slight whimper. The man raised a black eyebrow and leaned closer to him.
"Hey, what's wrong? Does your leg hurt?"
Shinobu shook his head.
"Then what's up punk?" Miyagi asked gently, his brow creasing.
"…Miyagi…do…do you…"
"Do I what?" The older man pressed.
The blonde grabbed the pillow next to him, hugging it to his chest.
"…Do you still hate me?" He said quietly, not able to disguise the tremor in his voice.
Miyagi's dark eyes widened in confusion.
"Why would I hate you, punk?" He asked, shifting closer to the blonde as a slight wave of panic crept up his spine.
Shinobu buried his face in the pillow, his skin flushing and his mind trembling in worry.
"B—Because…that day…you…you said that I…I disgusted you…" He whispered, praying his voice wouldn't crack as his eyes flooded.
The raven-haired man felt like a giant bowling ball had just made a strike inside his head as guilt fogged over his usual apathy. He sighed as he looked at the cowering Shinobu, and felt slight horror at himself that he had had said those words to such an obviously fragile boy. Even if Shinobu talked like he was Mao Zedong, he was still just a scared (hormonal) sixteen-year-old.
"Look punk…" He said with all the softness he could muster. "Let's get one thing straight." With a large hand he carefully pulled the pillow down till the boy's tear streaked face showed. Shinobu's lip began to tremble, but he bit down on it, still trying to muster as much face as he could.
"I don't hate you Shinobu. And I apologize for making you feel that way. Please…forgive me."
More tears began to spill over Shinobu's lower lids and within a few seconds of the man's tender words, the blonde started to bawl his bloody eyeballs out with the gusto of hurricane Katrina. Miyagi sighed again as he saw the blonde weep like a little girl, but he felt something akin to a soft fabric at the transparentness of Shinobu's innocent actions. Gently taking the pillow out of the teen's pale hands, Miyagi wrapped his arms gently around Shinobu's burnt body, stroking his hair and whispering equally gentle words into his ear.
Shinobu felt the warmth of Miyagi soothe his warm hands. He cried harder at the feeling, but it was also with happiness.
There really was no place like home.
Oh yes, and I noticed a couple of people didn't get the "Wax on, wax off" joke. If you did not understand the epicness of that line, go watch the classic mentorship movie "The Karate Kid." (THE ORIGINAL ONE). You will get a new appreciation for the name Miyagi. XDDDD!
Don't Preach- Thanks for the awesome review! (and the kick in the pants) You made me laugh so fucking hard! XD But yes, I am quite sure I'm an uke. As I am cute looking (or so I've been told) and am a measly 5 foot 2 inches, according to the height rule, the only people I could be seme too would be hobbits. Plus I'm a wimp. And you better get yourself in front of a camera because I want my flaminco dance. XD
Puppyfacetwo- Well I'm glad somebody got the Miyagi ref! XD I think it's hilarious how many parallels Terrorist has to that movie. LOL.
HarunaAki-- Thanks for the review! From one sick person to another, I feel your pain...or...whatever.
Egoistfangirl- I say we erect a statue to Takano. (and thank you for the fantabulous bribes).
Silver. Knight- Takano's vocabulary is colorful because my vocabulary is colorful. Fuck yes ;D
Booboo person/ Jenny- thanks for the reviews on JP and Always! :D I'm so glad you are enjoying!
Laura- thanks for always dropping a review! ^^ you're the best!
X- watch "Karate Kid" After reading the last chap, it'll probably make you laugh.
Seshomaru94- oh the glory and angst of seme wars XD gotta love em
XMoymoy- as a Terrorist expert, glad you liked the chap :D hope you like the lemon too! woot woot
Cierrasama- thank you so much for the reviews and the private message. awww, my ukeness is making me blush X3 SQQUUEE!
KitElizaking- tank you x3 i update fast because I'm OCD and have no life. that's a very deadly production combination. teehee...
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