The Mokomoko Drabbles
Chapter 28: Confessions
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It would still be awhile longer until the first bell rang, so Rin, snuggling in the little warmth provided by her jacket, turned her pink Converse in the direction of the school library. She had a copy of Pride and Prejudice in her book bag, as well as the second of two strawberry pop-tarts that would serve as her breakfast. The school campus was deserted aside from a teacher or two that would appear running by with some errand. They all smiled and waved to Rin. She was such a good girl.
But her mind was far from here, in bed with Sesshomaru-sama.
Kami, she sighed.
Perhaps Rin had always known that deep inside herself she harnessed feelings for the inuyoukai. It had never occurred to her, EVER, to bring those feelings to his attention. Was she scared he would not return them? Maybe, but the case was she hadn't wanted to complicate their already strange relationship.
There was a boy sitting outside the library doors. As Rin drew closer, he looked up.
"Librarian's not here yet," he murmured, dropping his gaze back to the ground again. Rin did a quick once over of him, and realized she had seen him several times passing in the hallway. He was in the grade ahead of her.
"Oh," she replied. After a few moments of awkward silence, she took the spot next to him on the cement sidewalk. They boy glared at her briefly but looked away.
"What's your name?"
He didn't answer, only plugged some headphones in his ears and began scrolling through an iPod.
"Hey," she poked him with persistence. He harrumphed, still searching for a song. "Rin wants to know why you look sad."
The boy blinked. "Who says I'm sad?"
She shrugged, "Rin can see it in your eyes." And indeed, his black irises were large and full of an indescribably sorrow. It was the same pain that mirror her own inside her heart. No one should feel this way, she thought.
"It's none of your business!" he snapped harshly. "Can't you take a hint: I don't want you here!"
She only smiled sadly. "Being unwanted isn't something new to Rin."
He blinked again, watching her climb soundlessly to her feet. She had already begun turning in the opposite direction when:
"Why do you talk in the third person?"
She halted. No one had asked her such a thing before. Quite honestly, "Rin does not know…"
Was her childish way of talking the reason Sesshomaru-sama did not love her? This question was gnawing on her conscious.
The boy stood, pulling off his headphones in a single jerk. "I'm sad because I'm in love with my best friend, but I don't know how to say it. I'm scared I'll be rejected. Now, what's up with you?"
Words came spilling forth from her tongue before she could stop them:
"Rin is in love with her friend, too, but he does not love Rin. He sent her away."
Okay, why did she just tell him that?
He nodded in understanding. "Would you like to listen to music with me, Rin?"
She accepted the headphone, taking the seat on the ground beside him again. After a few short moments, a Britney Spears song came on.
Well, maybe he thought since she was a girl she'd enjoy this kind of music. That still didn't explain why it was on his iPod. Or why he was head banging in sync with it. Or mouthing the lyrics.
"Can't you just tell your friend about your feelings?" she asked, trying to make casual conversation.
"Because of exactly what happened to you." He closed his eyes. "You look as lonely as the checker patterned skinny jeans my ma got me for Christmas last year."
An odd analogy.
"Actually," he continued, "I wear them once in a while, but only when I cosplay as Justin Bieber."
*Awkward silence*
"Um, what's your name? You never told Rin."
The boy nodded again. "I am called Jakotsu, and I have a confession to make." He took a deep breath. "I'm a closet homosexual."
Word Count: 679
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A/N: I hope everyone is having a Happy Thanksgiving Day!
