A/N: So I realized I really shouldn't say I'm going to do something then not do it. I know I was supposed to update Friday but I forgot I was going home Friday and yeah. Now that I'm back at school, I can continue on. I'm actually procrastinating and choosing to do this instead of my Chemistry work. (Boo Chem.) Anyway, please enjoy
I don't own Kodocha or any of its related contents.
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Crimson Ties: Chapter 2: The Delinquent, Sexy Heartthrob
-O-
"I'm sexy and I know it."
- Sexy and I Know It, LMFAO
-O-
"Well, we meet again."
He smirked. The bastard smirked. A lecherous smirk.
This could not be happening.
"Oh! Uh, Hayama! This is our new student: Kurata Sana." The teacher stuttered again. What was with her!? She was acting all scared again!
"Hayama Akito, new girl." He said, with a stupid Cheshire cat smile.
"Please be kind to her."
Kind? What's that supposed to mean!
"You bet I will." The pervert freakin' smirked again.
EW.
He walked right by me and sat in the back next to a boy with brown hair and glasses. The boy with the glasses seemed distraught and looked like he was lecturing him. But the pervert just waved him off.
"Sana, you can sit next to Aya over in the middle back."
I thanked the teacher and walked over to the girl with her hand raised.
"Hi! I'm Sugita Aya! Nice to meet you Sana-chan!"
Sana-chan aye? I like this girl. She's cute. Someone I could be good friends with. Of course, nothing beats my best friend.
"Hi Aya!" I gave her my best smile.
She smiled back. Well, at least there were some people here who were nice enough to have common courtesy. Unlike the pervert back there. (GAH, idiot.)
And that smirk back there. What the hell was that!?
The teacher went on to speak about a few announcements. I didn't pay too much attention. For some reason though, I felt someone staring at me. I turned my head back and my eyes locked with gold.
Holy crap.
The pervert was STARING at me. And he just WINKED at me.
Excuse me while I go throw up in my mouth. (GUHHHH)
I turned quick, trying to break any contact with him. I could feel my cheeks heat up. Darn you stupid body for betraying my inner thoughts!
"Sana-chan?"
"Hm?" I turned around, coming face to face with that cute girl.
"How do you like Jinbou High so far?" A sweet smiled graced her lips so lovingly.
I HATE IT. FREAKIN TEENAGERS ARE HAVING SEX IN THE CLASSROOMS AND NO ONE IS DOING ANYTHING ABOUT IT.
"Uh, I haven't been around it long enough to form an opinion yet!" I said, kind of loud.
LIAR, KURATA. LIAR.
"Oh! Well I hope you like it here!" She smiled again.
"I hope I do too!"
NOPE.
"Well class, today I have a uhh-" she stopped mid-way. Was that sweat forming on the corners of her forehead?
"-A meeting to go too! So, uh, please behave."
And just like that, she was gone! I'm pretty sure a teacher is supposed to TEACH. Why isn't she teaching? And why did she say it like she was so uncertain with herself?
"It's because of him."
I looked up and blinked. Did I just say that out loud? Way to go Kurata. Way to freakin' go.
"Excuse me?" There were two girls standing next to me. One had raven colored hair, pixie cut hair cut. The other was a dirty blonde her hair reaching to her shoulders.
"It's because of that… monster." The raven haired girl seethed through her teeth and was glaring rather… harshly at something, no someone. I turned around to follow her gaze and my eyes almost popped out of my eyes.
That Hayama kid had something to do with this?
"Uh?" I blinked. I was obviously confused.
"Oh Mami! You have to explain to her! She's new here and won't understand!" The blonde haired girl said.
Obviously I don't understand. I just got here!
"I'm Kamayai Hisae by the way. And this is Suzuki Mami." Ah, so they did have names.
"Oh you two. Don't scare her now." I looked over to my side to see Aya giving them an almost sympathetic look.
"She has to be warned, Aya." Mami growled. Sheesh. What's her problem?
Wait, warned? What the hell does that mean?!
"B-but-"
"Look, I get your boyfriend is his best friend, which I don't get why, but you can't-"
Do they realize that I'm still sitting here? And who's boyfriend's best friend?
AND WARNED? LIKE WHAT THE HELL IS THAT.
"Uh-hey."
They still continued on with their gibberish.
"Hey guys." I continued calling out to them. But they still ignored me. I was growing rather impatient with these people.
"Umm helloooooo?" I frowned. Now I was annoyed.
"HEY!" I bellowed out in my LOUDEST voice and trust me, I'm pretty loud.
But, that was my mistake because the whole class was staring at me now. My eyes skimmed the whole class, some giving me weird looks. I gulped, feeling my face turn ten times hotter. All eyes were staring at me. Including those golden, perverse eyes.
"Uh hem, carry on." The class resumed their usual commotion and my face was still blowing steam!
I looked back up, but not until my eyes locked with gold again. The color was rising back to my face, I'm pretty sure. Those disgusting images raced through my mind again. I felt nothing but disgust towards that boy.
I turned away, trying to avoid the sheer embarrassment I was feeling.
"Umm, Sana-chan?"
I looked back up towards Aya. Behind her were distraught eyes of that Mami and Hisae girl. Oh yeah, I was trying to get their attention in the first place. Tch.
"So you guys wanna expl-"
"WAIT!" I jumped as that voice shouted out. I turned quickly towards the panicked voice. I couldn't believe my eyes.
"Pl-please! I'll get it to you! I pr-pr-"
My eyes widened in horror as I witnessed two guys holding back a much smaller, fragile boy. He looked absolutely terrified. And in front of him was that guy. Hayama. His eyes were so cold. What the hell?
"Don't speak." His voice was cold as ice too! What the hell!? What happened to that savvy, perverse voice he used earlier?
"Haya-"
My eyes literally bulged at what happened next! Hayama just hit the kid! Like, he swung at him! WITH HIS FIST!
And the bastard looked like he was enjoying it!
"Akito- stop this!" I turned and saw that boy with the glasses begging him to stop. Why was he the only one? I stopped and looked around and realized NO ONE was doing ANYTHING. WHY?!
"Pl-please- I di-didn't ta-"
"Shut up." He said, his voice like poison. I couldn't believe this! The boy was crying now! How could someone be so cruel!
He was raising his fist again! He was going to hit the poor boy again! To hell if I was going to let that happen! I began walking towards them. And I'm pretty sure Aya and her friends were just staring at me in shock.
But I could only focus on the poor, frightened boy's eyes at this point. If no one was going to help him, I would!
"Leave him alone you jerk!"
I yelled, as loud as I could. I see him stop himself and turn his head slightly towards me, his eyes cold as ice once more. He was giving me this menacing glare, but I rivaled his with my own. And I'd be damn sure to win this glaring contest!
"Sana! What are you doing?!" I heard Hisae whisper behind me, rather loudly. Geesh. And Mama always told me I couldn't keep quiet.
"Who the hell do you think you are picking on this poor boy!?" I pointed an accusing finger at this boy, my eyes burning deeply into his. I'm pretty sure at this point; everyone in the room was staring at us (well mostly me) with wide eyes.
"What the hell? Sit down you stupid gi-"
"Shut up." And just like that, his goon shut up. Man, it must be nice to have that authority over people.
I glimpsed at the boy on the floor, who was bleeding. I felt bad for him. He seemed like a sweet guy. He didn't deserve that! My anger only fueled at that!
I returned my glare to this idiot. He was still staring at me with those stoic, cold eyes.
"You must have some nerve to do that to him!" I started, "Poor guy is defenseless and you take advantage of the situation and beat this kid to a bloody pulp!"
"That's what happens when you double cross me."
So the leech speaks.
"Doesn't give you a reason to hurt him, idiot!" I was fuming with anger! The nerve of this guy!
His eyes narrowed more and he looked like he was about ready to attack me. He could try but with my Komawari skills (by the way, I took dancing and acting classes when I was younger!), I'm pretty sure I could take this jerk!
I could feel the tension in the room right now. And it felt like just I and this snake were in the room. No one else. And just that thought frightened me for some reason.
"You better watch yourself, Kurata." Why did he emphasis my last name?
I gave him a cocky smirk. I wasn't about to let this guy beat me! I'm Kurata freakin' Sana! I could do anything!
"Or what?" He looked almost surprised. I could hear the whole class gasp behind me. Has no one really stood up to this guy before or what?
"You're going to regret it." His voice was definitely threatening. I felt a shiver run down my spine, or whatever the stupid cliché was. But I wouldn't show him fear, because ya know, I'm Kurata Sana!
"Is that a threat?" The smirk was still confident on my lips. That's right girl, don't show him fear!
His scowl was deeper now and he walked up to the desk in front of us and moved it out of the way with no trouble. If this guy was going to hit me, BRING IT ON SUCKER!
But instead, he just came mere inches away from my face. But I was totally not paying attention to the fact that his lips were so close to me that I could feel him breathing on me or how mesmerizing his golden eyes were or how strong his jaw line was or how unnerving his golden hair was.
No. I was thinking of a way to knock that smudge grin off his face.
"You bet your flat chested ass it is."
And just like that, the tension was cut.
He. Did. NOT. Just. Say. That.
He did not just call me flat chested.
The pervert did not just call me flat chested.
I felt my anger burn and my teeth gritting with such fury.
AND I WAS A DECENT C CUP THANK YOU VERY MUCH!
And just like snakes, this one slithered his way away from me and walked towards the door, with his stupid goons following behind him.
OH HELL NO.
He was NOT getting away with this!
"This isn't over Haya-jerk!" I shouted towards him! I shot daggers at him, so absolutely FURIOUS with the fact this ASSHOLE just called me FLAT CHESTED!
He stopped and took one last look at me.
But instead of his stupid, ugly frown, there was a smirk. A devious, lecherous, perverted smirk on his lips!
.HELL.
"It's far from it." And with that, the stupid hentai jerk was gone!
Oh, this guy has really done it now! GRRR!
I honestly wasn't paying much attention to the people who gathered around me. Instead, I was thinking of ways I could kill Hayama and get away with it. That guy was just so UGH. Like, how could someone be so IRRITABLE.
"Sana! That was amazing!" Hisae gushed at me.
I looked over at her and blinked. Amazing? Had no one really stood up to the pervert before? What was so intimidating about him anyway? He was just a big bully!
THAT'S RIGHT!
I turned away and looked over at the guy who was being beat up on. He was sitting next to that guy with glasses.
"Hey! You okay?" I asked, but I think I startled him because he kind of screeched like a girl. Weirdo.
He looked up at me with terrified eyes. And for that second, my anger came back. This poor boy looked so broken. How could Hayama do that to him?!
"Th-thank you!" His eyes started filling up with tears. Oh no. Don't cry!
"Wh-"
"Thank you for saving me!" He said again. "Thank you so much!"
He then started sobbing and I think my heart broke. How could anyone drive someone to tears? It just didn't make sense! How could Hayama be so heartless to hurt someone as fragile as this boy?
"You're welcome." I crouched down and grabbed his hand. He looked at me with tearful eyes again. I smiled at him, hoping he would smile too.
"The name's Kurata Sana by the way." I grinned, like I always do. After all, my mama always said that the perfect solution to sadness was a simple smile.
"Na-Nakao Sho-hota."
"Nakao Shota?" He nodded. Oh good! I understood him!
"I hope we can become good friend Shota!" I clenched his hand and he smiled at me through his tears.
Aw, crap. Now he's got me feeling all emotional.
"Um, Kurata-san?"
Oh. It was glasses boy!
"Thank you for standing up to Akito!" He bowed his head at me. What the heck! Why was he bowing his head at me!? And was that Hayama's first name?
"Yeah!" I heard someone else say. What the heck was going on! Why were people so afraid of him?
"It's because he's a ruthless, heartless person who doesn't care about others and enjoys tormenting others." I turned to the voice and see Mami talking again. Sheesh, Kurata. You really gotta stop saying your thoughts out loud.
"Here, Mami. Let me explain."
WHY WERE PEOPLE SWITCHING BACK AND FORTH. AND WHY ARE PEOPLE STILL NOT EXPLAINING THINGS TO ME.
"Hi Kurata-san. I'm Sasaki Tsuyoshi. And again, thank you for standing up to Akito."
"Can someone please explain to me what the heck is going on?" I asked, just HOPING someone would explain to me.
"His name is Hayama Akito." I turn around and come face to face with this boy, brown hair, beautiful green eyes, and wow, I haven't seen anyone this good looking since Naozumi. I think I felt myself blush.
"Akimoto-san?" Shota spoke, I think.
"Hi. I'm Akimoto Hiro." I smiled.
"Kurata Sana at your service."
"That was pretty impressive what you did. Standing up to the bastard." He paused. Did I hear bitterness in his voice? "Most girls just want to get in his pants."
Oh, if only you knew what the hell I just witnessed.
"Well, I'd rather stay away from those pants than you very much!" I huffed away. How could girls even be attracted to that stupid jerk!
"Good." I narrowed my eyes at him. Something didn't seem right about this guy.
"So are you going to tell me or what?" I was growing rather impatient now.
"Why don't you do the honors, Tsuyoshi? You're the bastard's best friend."
Definitely bitterness there.
"Uh! Okay!" He gestured for me to take a seat. "Well, Kurata-sa-"
"Sana is fine Tsuyoshi."
"Okay, Sana. The thing is, Akito is-"
"Hayama Akito is the single most evil, despicable, person on this planet!" Mami shouted, my eyes going wide. Wow. He must have really pissed her off for her to act this way.
"He is the gang leader here of this really dangerous group called Crimson Wolf." Tsuyoshi interrupted, looking towards the ground sadly. "Some way or another, Akito has managed to keep this school in the palm of his hand. He blackmails teachers, staff, and students to avoid any sort of trouble.
Avoid trouble? This kid smells like trouble! I thought quietly to myself. Couldn't go speaking my thoughts out loud again.
"He's also an infamous playboy and fucks every girl he gets a chance too."
I can tell. I grunted as I crossed my arms. Like, why are boys such pigs?
"There are rumors he's killed people before and that if you cross his path the wrong way, you'll end up like-" they all turned towards Shota Nakao, who was currently being aided by Aya.
"What exactly did you do Shota-san?" Glasses boy asked.
"I- I borrowed money from him." He looked down at the ground o pathetically. Kid looked so heartbroken!
"Why would you do that?" The bitter green eyed pretty boy asked.
"Because I needed to help my mom! You don't understand! My mom is sick and we don't have the money to help her! Hayama was the only way!"
He looked like he was going to cry again. I sympathized with this kid. I know if it was my mom, I'd be the same way. I suddenly understood his pain.
But I also grew very mad. VERY MAD.
How despicable is Hayama to do this to him? How vile can someone get?
"So let me get this straight-" I started, trying to wrap my head around everything. "Hayama is the gang leader of Crimson Wolf. Like, a legit gang. People who deal with drugs and all that nice stuff?" They all nodded their heads at me.
Well, that's great. I just threatened a gang member.
AND not only a gang member, BUT THE GANG LEADER.
Way to go Kurata. Way to FREAKIN' go.
"And people here don't do anything about it? Like cops or anything like that?" I asked. I mean, the cops had to do something? Right?
"Crimson Wolf is a notorious gang here in Tokyo. They are always on the news for incidents and accidents. Jinbou High School, along with the other public high schools around here, have tried everything they could in their power to not accept students that are involved with them or any affiliating groups and/or gangs." Glasses boy explained.
"Yeah, they've done a real good job at that." Ah, gotta love my sarcasm.
"Crimson Wolf has gotten larger and larger over the years. Their networks have expanded. Tokyo PD is trying the best they can, but they haven't gotten the opportunity to find any holes in the gang."
How does green eyes know this?
"How exactly do you know this?"
"My dad is a cop."
Ah, that explains that.
"So how did Hayama get into Jinbou then?"
"Because we didn't know Hayama was involved with Crimson Blood til' 2 years ago." Glasses boy, well Tsuyoshi (I mean, I should start calling him by his name now), said.
"So what? Hayama is in control of the entire gang?"
"Not exactly. Honestly, we don't know how far up he is, but we know he holds a lot of power because of how in control he has Jinbou." Tsuyoshi knows way too much about all this. I have a feeling he knows more than he lets on.
"Okay- so Hayama is the gang leader of this group. He holds supremacy over even the school and beats people up when they double-cross him, annnnnnnd he bangs girls just because he can?"
"Yeah, that pretty much sums it up." Green eyes looked at me with this look, like he was slowly studying my every move. I didn't know what it meant, but it kinda freaked me out.
And at that point, the bell chimed, which meant it was time for the next class. Everybody got their stuff ready while I kinda just contemplated what I was just told.
Like, seriously? This is seriously something out of a shoujo manga!
And what was Hayama's deal anyway? Why does he gotta be such a bully? I wonder why he is even involved in a gang. Like, what do his parents think about it? My mama would skin me alive! And I've never seen eyes so cold like his. Not only that, he is seriously BIPOLAR. Like this kid, he was all savvy and perverse one second and then the next, he's such a jerk!
Oh no Kurata. You're thinking too much! Don't! You're not to get involved!
Even though I kind of have.
Ugh. And here I thought I could avoid any trouble.
So, school continued on. Every class I had from first period on, I learned more about Hayama. Like how he's put a kid in the hospital, slept with more girls than the school has (that's absolutely disgusting), and so much more.
I can't even stomach the things some of these girls have said about him. And every time I do, I just think back to this morning and the horror I witnessed.
But, I tried my best and continued on the day without causing too much trouble. Unfortunately, I learned that Hayama was in a few more of my classes, but fortunate for me, he wasn't there. Probably ditching and doing whatever hoodlums do. Glasses boy and his girlfriend were in a few of my classes, so was bitter, green eyes boy and Hisea and Mami. So, I wasn't suffering too badly.
But, I was STARVING. And trust me, when I'm hungry, I'M HUNGRY.
But with my rotten luck, I managed to lose my way around here and now, I've done nothing but wander around this stupid school for who knows how long. I had the urge to just walk out the gate and go home. But two things would happen then. I would face punishment from school and my mama. And Mama's punishments were far off worse than what this school could possibly do.
"You're such a bad boy aren't you?"
I stopped in my tracks at that point.
What the hell was that?
"You know it, sweet heart."
I paled at that voice. I could hear the coax in his voice, his deep, gruffly, yet attractive voice.
"Why settle for this when you can have so much more."
And at that moment, I completely lost my appetite. And that feeling of wanting to empty out my stomach from earlier returned.
"As arousing as that sounds, we don't have much time for that do we?"
At that point, I turned my heel and went the opposite way of their conversation. But, I am Kurata Sana, and things don't always go the way they plan.
In my hurried haste to get away from those nasty's, I ran straight into an open locker, dropped my bag, and seethed in the newfound pain on my face. Also, it didn't help that I fell straight to the floor.
"Whoa! I'm so sorry!" I paid no attention to the person trying to help me up. At that moment, I just wanted to grab my stuff and leave.
"Looks like you just can't get enough of me, can you?"
I didn't hide the attempt to roll my eyes at this comment. I looked over my shoulder to see the tall, broad golden eyed pervert that I so much detested.
"If I remember correctly, I was just threatening you this morning. I'd be some sort of sick masochist to be attracted to you now." I scowled as I pulled myself up, without the help of the guy who offered just ten seconds ago. I think he fled at the sight of Hayama.
"As sexy as that sounds, you shouldn't threaten me. I'm sure you've heard of who I am at this point, new girl." I shot a glare at him as I flung my bag over my shoulder.
"Oh yeah." Got to LOVE the sarcasm! "I think I've heard enough to know that you're a walking STD and you got some serious attention issues."
Now it was his turn to glare, irritated by my comment most likely. That's when my smile came back though. Getting under this guy's skin feels GREAT. "Besides, you don't scare me Hayama."
It all happened so fast that I could hardly blink. One second, I was a good five feet away from the guy, getting ready to go eat some food, the next, my back was pressed against the cold locker, a lock digging its way into my back rather uncomfortably. He grabbed both my hands and pinned them against the locker and trapped me within his (noticeably strong) arms. His face was inches away from mine once again and he completely entrapped me with his body.
I winced at the lock that was being shoved into my spinal cord, more angry than frightened at his stupid scare tactic.
"You should be, Kurata." He spoke in a dark, hush tone. The smell of girl perfume radiated off his body and his breath smelled of mint.
Ew. He was probably hitting it off with this girl too.
"I'm currently grossed out by the stench you're giving off." I commented, not caring how provocative this might have looked. "And, trust me Hayama, you don't scare me."
"You don't know who you're dealing with, new girl." He commented before pulling away from me and letting me go. Tch. How cliché.
I grabbed onto my wrist and massaged them. Also, my back. That hurt too. Stupid jerk.
"Oh I think I know perfectly with who I'm dealing with." I glared at him, "You're just a selfish, insufferable, overconfident, arrogant bully. And you think that just because you have the school in the palm of your hand, you have everyone in control too."
"Well, let me tell you this-" I went up to him and poked him in his chest, "You don't control me and if you think that something as petty as throwing me against a locker will make me stand down and suffice to your (quote)said 'holiness,' you've got another thing coming to you buddy."
His glare dropped and there was that perverse glance he casted at me earlier today. Honestly, that scared me more than his cold glare. I stepped back at the stupid smirk on his lips. He came closer to me and this time, it was not with intent to hurt me.
This time, it was something more.
"I like a challenge." He whispered hotly into my ear. I shivered at the sudden contact of his breath to my skin. Was this how he wooed girls? Because this is absolutely revolting and I got that feeling of throwing up the non-existing contents in my stomach.
Then he backed away again, stalking off with his back towards me. I released a tired and long sigh and fell to the floor.
Hayama Akito was an absolute piece of work. Not only was he arrogant and haughty, but he was bipolar too. He switched from a rabid dog to a lecherous leech within a matter of seconds. And if I say I didn't know any better, he just took my "standing up to him" as an invitation.
I don't know how long I sat there, but I know I missed lunch thanks to the idiot. As soon as the bell rang again, I picked myself up (also, to avoid humiliation of sitting by myself in an empty hallway) and headed to my math class.
As if my day wasn't spoiled enough. Ugh.
I don't know if you know this, but I absolutely HATE math. With a burning, fiery, PASSION. Luckily, I had my new friends in there. You know, glasses boy, cute Aya, Mami, Hisae, and bitter green eyed boy. Well, I wouldn't exactly say he was a friend. Maybe… acquaintance?
They all asked me where I was at lunch and I just told them I got lost, not mentioning that I had another run in with the deviant.
Oh, good one Sana.
That class passed by quickly and so did the rest of the day. Unfortunate for me, Haya-jerk was in my last class, along with bitter boy.
I groaned inwardly at the squeals of the girls over there bad boy. I had heard those screams all day and I really wanted to shove something, anything, into my ears so the shrieking could just stop. Hayama looked like he was enjoying it, of course. Bitter boy, ah, I mean, Akimoto Hiro, was scowling Haya-jerk like no other. And if he wasn't scowling at him, he was looking at me. Creep.
But the moment those two caught sight of each other; it was an all-out silent war. I don't think I've ever seen a glare so vicious and cold. Hayama gave a proud smirk and Akimoto, I swore, growled. The amount of tension between those two was as thick as my head.
And trust me, my head was pretty thick.
A part of me wondered why there was such animosity between those two. But then, the other part of me (my conscience) told me it would be better to just stay out of it. I liked that idea better, but I would be lying if I said my curiosity wasn't jumping at the chance to find out why they were acting that way.
Actually, my curiosity had been wondering about Hayama too, but I wasn't about to admit that, because Hayama was nothing but bad news.
So I turned around in my seat and just pretended that I was just some innocent, naïve new girl that had no idea what was going on.
Little did I know, things were about to get worse, much worse.
A/N: Sorry for not updating. College sucks. Haha. Anyway, thoughts on the chapter? Things mellowed out a little bit here. And I gave you vague background info on Hayama. (yay!) Sana's being Sana. I know she isn't as giddy or bubbly as she usually is, but give it time, she's kind of bitter right now (which you will learn why later) and Hayama didn't really help her out. And, she's four years older than what we have last seen. Oh! If you're wondering, Nakao Shota is NOT an OC of mine! In fact, he is in the anime! He is the poor boy who locked himself in the broom closet that Hayama and Sana tried to save in the last few episodes of the anime.
Okay, I know some of you might shy away from this story because of the content and/or the OOCness of Hayama, but I just want to say one thing: please, stay. This whole story is just an experiment I'm doing. I want to challenge myself as a writer and see what I can do. If Hayama is your favorite character and your cringing at what Im writing, don't worry, Im cringing right there with you because Hayama is also my favorite character. But, for the sake's of this story, I am willing to take a challenge. So please, just give this story a shot. I promise you won't be disappointed! And on your way out, please don't be shy and drop a little review ;D
So until next time!
-Dark Waffle