Now we're getting to the good stuff. This chapter contains a somewhat lime
scene between, you guessed it, Subaru and Seishiro. Not for the homophobic
out there. You've been warned.
Subaru in America
Chapter 11
The next day, Subaru sat in school with the anticipation of spending the evening with Alicia and her family. He was overjoyed. This signified his first friendship in the U.S., which made him feel like the important socialite he was not. However, he had found someone who was kind and smart, as well as fun to be around.
During the lunch hour, he decided to tell Seishiro about his high hopes for the evening. Instead of going to the cafeteria for lunch, he brought his brown paper bag to Seishiro's classroom, where the biology teacher was on his lunch break.
"I'm happy for you, Subaru," Seishiro informed him, after Subaru told him how he felt. He had pulled up a chair where Subaru sat. They had been chatting casually before Subaru brought up the subject of that evening's dinner. "It's good to see you've found a new friend." He watched Subaru eat for awhile, then said, "You need someone your age."
Subaru paused from his eating and said, "Well, I don't have to have a friend my age. I mean, having a friend like you is nice, but I do like knowing someone who may have the same problems as me."
"Oh? You mean like adolescent problems, am I right? Teachers you can't stand, etcetera," Seishiro said with a nod.
Subaru agreed. "You understand don't you? I can't exactly complain about teachers in front of you."
Seishiro laughed heartily. "Well, you'll probably be complaining about me after I give you the pop quiz I have planned for today," he said.
"Did it really that bad?" Subaru asked, concerned.
Seishiro placed his hand on top of Subaru's. "Don't worry," he reassured, "you'll do fine."
Subaru blushed and was about to say thank him, but someone entered. It was a scruffy looking janitor wearing a jump suit with his name printed on the left side of his chest.
"I'm here to fix the bell in this room," he said, his accent distinctly southern.
Seishiro quickly took his hand away from Subaru and said in an annoyed voice, "You can do it after school. Can't you see I'm on my break and don't have time to tell you what's wrong?"
The janitor snarled. "Fine, fine," he said reluctantly and left.
"The bell's not working?" Subaru questioned.
"No," Seishiro answered. "It hasn't rung in this room all day." He shrugged and changed the subject. "Back to what I was saying…"
"The quiz?"
"No. About friends," he corrected, holding Subaru's hand. "You will find more friends, but I want you to remember who is really important to you."
"What are you saying?" Subaru asked, confused.
Seishiro grinned warmly and stroked Subaru's cheek with his finger. "I don't want you to forget about me while you're with your other friends."
While blushing, Subaru said, "I won't forget about you."
Seishiro moved his chair closer. "You'll forget me after awhile."
Subaru shook his head. "I'll never forget you," he reiterated.
Seishiro backed away then stood. "You might forget what we have," he said. He began to slowly erase the notes from his previous class on the chalkboard to prepare for the next class, which would be coming in a few minutes.
"Seishiro," was all Subaru could say, not sure what they had. He picked up an eraser and started to help Seishiro clear the board.
The other ceased erasing and snatched Subaru in his arms. He held him there for a few moments before saying, "I love you, Subaru. I always have."
Subaru blushed bright red and stammered, "Sei-Seishiro…"
His eyes bore into Subaru's as if reading his mind. "You love me," he said more as a statement than a question.
"I-I," Subaru managed before Seishiro kissed him lightly on the lips. He moved his hands up and down Subaru's back as he kissed him again, more fiercely this time as if he wasn't aggressive enough before.
Moving his lips down to Subaru's neck, he uttered, "You and I have something we cannot share with anyone else."
"A secret," Subaru gasped, his body limp and ready to be give in to Seishiro's will.
Seishiro moved Subaru to a clean counter about a foot away, lying him on top of it. He then advanced on Subaru, starting to unbutton the boy's shirt. He was on top of him now, kissing his bare, exposed flesh passionately while undoing his own pants.
"Seishiro, I don't think you should…" Subaru began, but Seishiro cupped his hand over the former's mouth, quieting his pleas for any sense of decency.
They lay like that for awhile, Seishiro on top of Subaru, Seishiro smothering him with fervent osculation, touching the younger man's entire half-naked body. Subaru simply allowed him to do whatever he wanted, remaining still for the majority of the few minutes. He knew it was wrong, but he felt Seishiro's excitement; pleasure reverberated through his own body, and it was erotic and sensual. All he wanted was to remain in that state of passion for a long time. It was satisfying to hear Seishiro's excited moans in his ear, and he wanted the older man to know he too was feeling this deep carnality as well.
Before Subaru could do anything, their lovemaking was soon interrupted by a startled, "Oh, my God!"
Seishiro and Subaru quickly looked towards the door to find a group of about seven or eight students staring mortified by the scene that lay before them. All their eyes were wide with shock; one girl's hand was to her mouth as if she was about to throw up.
After slowly getting off of Subaru, Seishiro zipped up his pants and said, "And that's how it's done. There will be a quiz Friday."
Though Seishiro was joking about this, Subaru quickly ducked behind the table, out of sight of the students. He hugged his shoulders and swallowed an ounce of vomit that had come up into his mouth. His attitude was beyond embarrassment; there are no words to describe it. His face was completely pale white with a grayish-green tint from his sudden sickness. He shook violently, trying to put his clothes back on as he could hear the students approach Seishiro.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" a bold one blurted. "What you do in your private life is your own business; you shouldn't bring it to school. I'm going to report this to the principal."
Though Subaru could not see him, he could tell that Seishiro was smiling. "Oh, no you're not."
"And why shouldn't we?" another one said.
"You're all in my class and I just happen to know how badly you all need good grades."
"Are you bribing us?"
Seishiro didn't answer directly. "I don't know. Did you see anything happen in here?"
There was silence for a few moments before the first kid said, "See what?"
"Very good," Seishiro stated. "And if you just happened to remember anything, I'll make sure you all fail this class."
Subaru peeked over the top of the table to look at the students. Some of them seemed disgusted with themselves for sacrificing their morals for a good grade. Others were quite content that they were guaranteed good grades for biology, one of the most difficult classes in the school. They sat down in their desks as other students filed in, ready for their next lesson.
Seishiro turned to Subaru and smiled. "You can pass to your next class now, Subaru," he said, helping Subaru stand.
"Seishiro," Subaru gasped softly, "I…I…"
The other began writing something on a piece of paper then handed it to Subaru. "Go to the nurse and go home."
Subaru nodded, tears welling up in his eyes. As he walked out, the students who had witnessed Subaru and Seishiro's sinful act starred at him with mixed expressions. One girl giggled, another scowled. A boy murmured "queer" under his breath while another looked like he was going to ask Subaru if he could buy him a drink. Suddenly, Subaru noticed that one of the other students was looking at him with sad eyes, almost as if she was disappointed. Subaru gasped when he realized who it was. Alicia.
To be continued…
Subaru in America
Chapter 11
The next day, Subaru sat in school with the anticipation of spending the evening with Alicia and her family. He was overjoyed. This signified his first friendship in the U.S., which made him feel like the important socialite he was not. However, he had found someone who was kind and smart, as well as fun to be around.
During the lunch hour, he decided to tell Seishiro about his high hopes for the evening. Instead of going to the cafeteria for lunch, he brought his brown paper bag to Seishiro's classroom, where the biology teacher was on his lunch break.
"I'm happy for you, Subaru," Seishiro informed him, after Subaru told him how he felt. He had pulled up a chair where Subaru sat. They had been chatting casually before Subaru brought up the subject of that evening's dinner. "It's good to see you've found a new friend." He watched Subaru eat for awhile, then said, "You need someone your age."
Subaru paused from his eating and said, "Well, I don't have to have a friend my age. I mean, having a friend like you is nice, but I do like knowing someone who may have the same problems as me."
"Oh? You mean like adolescent problems, am I right? Teachers you can't stand, etcetera," Seishiro said with a nod.
Subaru agreed. "You understand don't you? I can't exactly complain about teachers in front of you."
Seishiro laughed heartily. "Well, you'll probably be complaining about me after I give you the pop quiz I have planned for today," he said.
"Did it really that bad?" Subaru asked, concerned.
Seishiro placed his hand on top of Subaru's. "Don't worry," he reassured, "you'll do fine."
Subaru blushed and was about to say thank him, but someone entered. It was a scruffy looking janitor wearing a jump suit with his name printed on the left side of his chest.
"I'm here to fix the bell in this room," he said, his accent distinctly southern.
Seishiro quickly took his hand away from Subaru and said in an annoyed voice, "You can do it after school. Can't you see I'm on my break and don't have time to tell you what's wrong?"
The janitor snarled. "Fine, fine," he said reluctantly and left.
"The bell's not working?" Subaru questioned.
"No," Seishiro answered. "It hasn't rung in this room all day." He shrugged and changed the subject. "Back to what I was saying…"
"The quiz?"
"No. About friends," he corrected, holding Subaru's hand. "You will find more friends, but I want you to remember who is really important to you."
"What are you saying?" Subaru asked, confused.
Seishiro grinned warmly and stroked Subaru's cheek with his finger. "I don't want you to forget about me while you're with your other friends."
While blushing, Subaru said, "I won't forget about you."
Seishiro moved his chair closer. "You'll forget me after awhile."
Subaru shook his head. "I'll never forget you," he reiterated.
Seishiro backed away then stood. "You might forget what we have," he said. He began to slowly erase the notes from his previous class on the chalkboard to prepare for the next class, which would be coming in a few minutes.
"Seishiro," was all Subaru could say, not sure what they had. He picked up an eraser and started to help Seishiro clear the board.
The other ceased erasing and snatched Subaru in his arms. He held him there for a few moments before saying, "I love you, Subaru. I always have."
Subaru blushed bright red and stammered, "Sei-Seishiro…"
His eyes bore into Subaru's as if reading his mind. "You love me," he said more as a statement than a question.
"I-I," Subaru managed before Seishiro kissed him lightly on the lips. He moved his hands up and down Subaru's back as he kissed him again, more fiercely this time as if he wasn't aggressive enough before.
Moving his lips down to Subaru's neck, he uttered, "You and I have something we cannot share with anyone else."
"A secret," Subaru gasped, his body limp and ready to be give in to Seishiro's will.
Seishiro moved Subaru to a clean counter about a foot away, lying him on top of it. He then advanced on Subaru, starting to unbutton the boy's shirt. He was on top of him now, kissing his bare, exposed flesh passionately while undoing his own pants.
"Seishiro, I don't think you should…" Subaru began, but Seishiro cupped his hand over the former's mouth, quieting his pleas for any sense of decency.
They lay like that for awhile, Seishiro on top of Subaru, Seishiro smothering him with fervent osculation, touching the younger man's entire half-naked body. Subaru simply allowed him to do whatever he wanted, remaining still for the majority of the few minutes. He knew it was wrong, but he felt Seishiro's excitement; pleasure reverberated through his own body, and it was erotic and sensual. All he wanted was to remain in that state of passion for a long time. It was satisfying to hear Seishiro's excited moans in his ear, and he wanted the older man to know he too was feeling this deep carnality as well.
Before Subaru could do anything, their lovemaking was soon interrupted by a startled, "Oh, my God!"
Seishiro and Subaru quickly looked towards the door to find a group of about seven or eight students staring mortified by the scene that lay before them. All their eyes were wide with shock; one girl's hand was to her mouth as if she was about to throw up.
After slowly getting off of Subaru, Seishiro zipped up his pants and said, "And that's how it's done. There will be a quiz Friday."
Though Seishiro was joking about this, Subaru quickly ducked behind the table, out of sight of the students. He hugged his shoulders and swallowed an ounce of vomit that had come up into his mouth. His attitude was beyond embarrassment; there are no words to describe it. His face was completely pale white with a grayish-green tint from his sudden sickness. He shook violently, trying to put his clothes back on as he could hear the students approach Seishiro.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" a bold one blurted. "What you do in your private life is your own business; you shouldn't bring it to school. I'm going to report this to the principal."
Though Subaru could not see him, he could tell that Seishiro was smiling. "Oh, no you're not."
"And why shouldn't we?" another one said.
"You're all in my class and I just happen to know how badly you all need good grades."
"Are you bribing us?"
Seishiro didn't answer directly. "I don't know. Did you see anything happen in here?"
There was silence for a few moments before the first kid said, "See what?"
"Very good," Seishiro stated. "And if you just happened to remember anything, I'll make sure you all fail this class."
Subaru peeked over the top of the table to look at the students. Some of them seemed disgusted with themselves for sacrificing their morals for a good grade. Others were quite content that they were guaranteed good grades for biology, one of the most difficult classes in the school. They sat down in their desks as other students filed in, ready for their next lesson.
Seishiro turned to Subaru and smiled. "You can pass to your next class now, Subaru," he said, helping Subaru stand.
"Seishiro," Subaru gasped softly, "I…I…"
The other began writing something on a piece of paper then handed it to Subaru. "Go to the nurse and go home."
Subaru nodded, tears welling up in his eyes. As he walked out, the students who had witnessed Subaru and Seishiro's sinful act starred at him with mixed expressions. One girl giggled, another scowled. A boy murmured "queer" under his breath while another looked like he was going to ask Subaru if he could buy him a drink. Suddenly, Subaru noticed that one of the other students was looking at him with sad eyes, almost as if she was disappointed. Subaru gasped when he realized who it was. Alicia.
To be continued…