A/N
Omg this chapter made me giggle towards the end x'D I'll leave y'all to figure out why, but just know that it's gonna make people who ship BonxShima very happy :3
I love you guys so... ALL THE GAY :D
So anyhoozles, ima let you get on ;)
(this chapter's just preparing you for extreme feels next chapter... js)
Enjoy the chapter ^^
Peace out, my lovely peeps!XxX
RIN'S P.O.V
"What's wrong? You've gone pale," I state whilst fiddling with the ends of my blazer's sleeves, my stomach coiling up with each new second I spend looking at my boyfriend's hopelessly perplexed expression. I honestly can't believe I forgot to mention that demons are an actual thing as opposed to nothing more than creatures of myth and legend. But I'm also surprised that he's never gotten suspicious before; it's obvious to any that meet Kuro that he's not a normal cat, yet Kaneki didn't even stop to question it! Then again, I guess I was just too scared to tell him about demons just in case he started to connect the dots that I've been desperately concealing from him from the day we met.
"'What's wrong'?! Are you fucking serious, Rin?! First of all, your brother's a freaking teacher! And not just an ordinary teacher; he's a fucking exorcist! Which brings me onto the second thing. Demons?!"Kaneki yells, finally releasig all of his pent up confusion in the form of a rage-filled rant, one that I can't exactly blame him for. However, that doesn't stop my ears from pressing themselves into the navy strands of my hair to hide away from the abrasive volume that they're being assaulted with, my body simultaneously flinching.
Noticing the way that I wince, Kaneki's features soon soften, a small sigh escaping from him as he rubs his face, a light groan seeping from the back of his throat. "Sorry. It's just... A lot to take in," he breathes, sounding a little defeated if I'm completely honest. I really don't think I've done him any good by bottling up all of this information just so I can spring it on him all in one go. And now I feel like a jerk for doing that to him.
"I should've said something earlier, I know. But you worry enough about me as it is. I didn't wanna make you worry even more by telling you that I fight actual demons," I admit, hanging my head with a heavy sigh, though I'm forced to look back up at Kaneki when he places a hand to my cheek, cradling it in the warmth of his palm. I can never tell when this guy's mad at me any more; it seems that, whenever I manage to piss him off, he instantly forgives me and treats it as if it's nothing. But, again, I'm not saying that's a bad thing. I can only hope that, if he ever finds out about what I really am, he'll have the same approach; I couldn't bear to lose him. I need him... More than I've needed anyone in a long time.
"Rin... I'm always gonna worry about you. Fighting demons or not, I'm never gonna stop being terrified of anything happening to you. But you could've at least given me a little bit of warning," Kaneki explains with a chuckle, pressing his forehead to mine after ensuring that the door into the classroom behind us is sealed to a close so that nobody inside there can see us doing 'coupley' things. Kaneki and I both agreed that it would probably be for the best that we keep the whole 'gay' thing a secret for now since everyone's already pissed off that I ditched them without any kind of warning. I don't exactly want to make things worse by revealing my sexuality to all of the people that think I'm 100% straight.
"Yeah I know. I'm a crappy boyfriend," I murmur with a pout, Kaneki giving my hand a tight squeeze before peppering a gentle kiss on the very tip of my nose, prompting my cheeks to flush bright red in the process. Why is it that he can always do that to me, yet I can't ever do it to him?! It's so unfair how easy it is for him to get to me like that!
"But you're my crappy boyfriend and I wouldn't change that for anything," Kaneki replies with a smirk tugging on the corners of his lips, though his cheeks have been dusted pink, which pale in comparison to the intense crimson that mine become with his words. Dammit... Why does he have to be so cheesy? And why do I like it?!
"You say that now," I playfully giggle, pecking Kaneki's lips with my own whilst my hands rest lightly on his hips, though he pulls me in for a tight hug that I can't help but enjoy, allowing the soft heat of his body to envelop me until we finally have to part. I mean, it's pretty pointless coming to Cram School if we're just gonna chill outside the classroom for the whole lesson. However, just before we enter the room, I steal a final kiss from Kaneki, his eyebrows plucking up into a mockingly shocked expression whilst I just wink at him before breaking eye contact, making my way into the room.
When I push open the door, eyes instantly fall upon me, their gazes snapping away from a disintegrating demon on the ground, Bon holding a gun tightly in his palm, the barrel emitting a small stream of smoke that dissipates into the surrounding air. I'm guessing target practice, though I can't be certain. And how the heck did I not hear him fire outside?! "Do you hear him shoot?" I ask Kaneki, quickly turning around to face him and his extremely nervous expression, which seems to have taken over in a matter of milliseconds.
Shaking his head, I frown and look back to Bon and Yukio, who're just staring at the two of us as if we've interrupted something, though I can't exactly help it. I guess Kaneki and I just tune out the world when we're left on our own together. That honestly wouldn't surprise me.
"You gonna actually join the lesson, Rin? Suguro just demonstrated how to make a clean kill, and he did so very well. You could learn a thing or two from him," Yukio growls at me, knowing that it pisses me off when he compares me to everyone else in the class, treating me like the incompetent ass that should sit at the back with a paper hat on that reads 'dunce'. Damn four-eyes. Shooting him a glare, I skulk my way over to the back of the room, crash-landing into a seat beside Shima whilst Kaneki stiffly sits down next to me, looking too scared to even speak. This is a side of him I haven't seen before and it honestly worries me.
"I know how to kill a demon!" I spit back at my brother, anger thick in my tone as my eyes shoot daggers at a smirking Bon, who sheaths his gun and strides back to his seat, our gazes locked in silent combat the entire time until he finally breaks his away. There are some times when I really hate that guy!
"Oh really? Then what did that to your eye, Okumura?" Bon questions, twisting around in his chair so that he can face me with a smirk that I'm desperate to punch off of his face, though I keep my cool and slip my hands under the desk, averting eye-contact. Did he really have to go onto the topic of my eye again? It's not like I can tell them the real reason for me wearing an eye-patch, which really pisses me off because they're all gonna think that I got injured or something, showing that I'm weak.
"It's none of your business!" I retaliate, able to see Kaneki flinch in the corner of my eye as Bon and I continue to have this verbal war across the classroom, Yukio pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration when both me and Bon rise from our seats, growling at one another as we slam our heads together. The second that happens, Konekomuru grabs onto Bon, trying to pry him away from me whilst Shima's hands twist around my shoulders, doing his best to tug me back. And, though he's failing at first, when Kaneki gently places his palms on my hips, I instantly relax, allowing them to force me down into my seat again, though my venomous gaze never breaks away from Bon.
"The two of you need to grow up and act your damn ages! I'll be handing out some homework and I expect you two to do extra to make up for it!" Yukio spits, glaring at Bon and I as we once again bolt up from our seats, though it's to protest to my brother this time as opposed to trying to attack one another.
"You can't do that, Yukio! I've not even been back a day!" I wail, though Yukio merely shrugs and shoves the piece of paper with at least 20 questions scrawled on it in my face, causing me to flop back into my chair with a loud groan. I can't believe him! Does he have no sympathy or something?! He has no idea of the shit I've gone through in the past few days! Then again, it's not as if I'm about to tell him.
As Yukio trails around the room, handing out the homework to the rest of the class, I allow a frustrated sigh to slip from me, though it's interrupted when Shima leans into my view, a mischievous smirk pulling on his lips in a way that makes my stomach twist into a knot. Whenever Shima gives me that look, it never means anything good.
"Nice hickey there, Okumura," he mutters, my eyes instantly widening whilst my gaze snaps to him so that I can fully focus on his chilling smile, laughter soon tearing from him the second I give him any kind of reaction. But... I covered it up! How the hell did he see it?! As if he's read my mind, Shima slows his giggles and nods in Bon's direction. "Saw it when you were getting all riled up at Bon. So... Who's the lucky girl?" He asks, nudging me with his elbow whilst one of his eyebrows plucks upwards, my heart sinking in my chest. What am I supposed to say now?! I Here I am, wanting to keep the fact that I have a boyfriend from all of them, yet Shima's managed to figure me out in a matter of seconds, his smirk widening into a grin of realization. "Or... Guy. Oh my God, dude! You're totally porking the new guy!" Shima breathes, my hand instantly clamping over his mouth so that he doesn't say anything more that'll get me found out. As I do, my gaze flickers over to Kaneki, whose eyes are widened in alarm, much like my own.
"You tell anyone and I swear to God, you won't live to see another damn day," I hiss, a look of fear finally passing over Shima's features when my tone and expression finally drill into him, his head frantically bobbing up and down into a nod to seal the promise that I'm forcing him to make. Seriously, I won't hesitate to kill him if he tells anyone about it. "Wouldn't want anyone finding out about your thing for Bon... Now would we?" I tease, Shima's eyes going wide for a brief second before they narrow into a glare, his hands ripping mine away from his mouth before he points an accusing finger in my direction, jabbing me harshly in the chest.
"You. Wouldn't. Dare," he spits, the evil smile that I have plastered on my face only getting larger when I finally know that I've got him wrapped around my finger, trying my best to quell the menacing vibe that I'm attempting to project whilst I fold my arms behind my head, loudly sighing a content breath.
"That all depends on you. Keep your mouth shut and I won't say a word to anyone about your man crush. Deal?" I murmur, cracking an eye open to gaze upon a furious Shima, his cheeks bright red with what I'm willing to bet is complete and utter embarrassment. And I freaking love it. Pressing his lips into a straight line, Shima's eyes flicker in Bon's direction before snapping back to me, a sigh escaping from him as he holds out his hand, which I roughly shake with a victorious smirk.
"Deal."