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You learn about a bit of the band on this chapter, and something major happens at the end which sets everything for future chapters.

Unspeakable
Chapter 5: Beautiful People


The usual laughing by Kenta could be heard a mile away. It was always baffling to understand how he could laugh so hard and loud, that I could actually hear him three blocks away whilst being on the ground. He lived with his parents on the third floor.

Shou was the opposite of Kenta. He wasn't violent, loud, and obnoxious, oddly similar enough to my brother. He also had a careful consideration for words and never allowed himself to speak out of place unless he understood what was being asked. The way Shou was so hastily annoyed with Taichi all of the time had me curious. There must have been some sort of reason Everyone else wondered too, especially Kairu. He had quite the habit of intruding in other's affairs, which always offended the peacemaker Ren was. Shou believed that if we never made it as a band, Ren would move to New York and become apart of the United Nations.

With careful consideration of Kenta's neighbors, I didn't bang on the door like Kenta or Kairu might on any other night. In a matter of moments, the door opened with Shou peaking out.

He greeted me warmly and told me of us taking a walk to the park instead.

Why aren't we practicing? I asked, tightening my grip on the leather strap of my bass guitar's case.

Kairu's down so we thought we wouldn't tonight, he said.

What's wrong?

He took one last peak inside the apartment before taking a stand beside me with the door closed. Parents are splitting.

For a moment, neither of us spoke. We wandered over to the railings and peered over, lost in thought.

His entire world must be crashing down, I said, receiving a nod from Shou. We all knew it would happen, though. The family was too perfect

And perfect things never last forever.

Then I'm glad it happened, I whispered. It isn't fair any other way, as selfish as I am being.

We better comfort him anyway, Shou said. He hesitated before leaving my side, and a moment later, the door clicked. I sighed and followed him inside.

So are we going to the park or what? I asked.

Hey Yamato, Kairu said. He looked as if he had been crying for a decade and a half.

You gonna be okay? I didn't expect any answer but a nod. When Kairu's head lifted and fell, I smiled in satisfaction.

Let's go to the back gate. We can sit on the wall. I stole some of my father's liquor, Kenta said.

To my surprise––probably the others, as well––Kenta began tossing us each a bottle. I somehow managed to catch mine, thanking Taichi mentally for making me play softball with him dozens of times as children, but Ren didn't and it landed on the floor with a crash. Shou's slipped out of his grasp as well, but it fell on the couch. I watched his dark red hair slip over his face as he picked it up, using the milky hands he owned. One time when we compared our hands, we found each other with similar skin tones, which always thrilled us.

Geez Ren, can you not at least catch anything? Kenta asked dryly.

How much has he drank? I whispered to Shou.

Nothing, surprisingly. I think he's just excited that his parents are out for the weekend.

I nodded and focused my glance upon Kairu, who still, unsurprisingly, looked miserable. I leaned over the couch and whispered into his ear, Trust me, everything will get better, even if it doesn't look like that right now.

He smiled and closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. Let's go downstairs.

You heard Kairu, let's go, I said, gripping my liquor bottle as I made my way to the door. Isn't your father going to freak when he notices his liquor missing?

Nah, I'll tell him Tsubasa had taken it, Kenta laughed in response.

Kairu even managed to laugh with the rest of us, for Tsubasa was Kenta's year older brother and unmistaken, a perfectionist. He would do nothing of the sort, nor ever be accused of such a thing. Except by Kenta. Only, his parents never believed him. He was deemed unimportant in the family by his parents and they hardly ever paid attention to him. Most of the time, it seemed as though he never even existed. It never seemed to get to Kenta. His dark features were never unnerving at school and the only time he did show such feelings was when he became violent.

Soon, we were all perched on the cement wall blocking off an alley. A liquor bottle was held in each of our grasps', although it was being downed quickly.

So, what do you have against Taichi? Kenta asked as he turned to face Shou, who sat on the other side of me.

If you think that me drinking this in any way is going to get you an answer, you must be the one that's tipsy, Shou said a matter of factly, flashing a grin at me.

We all let out a loud laugh before falling into a comfortable silence.

So what made them decide to split? Ren asked quietly, as if speaking any louder might earn him a negative snap back at him.

I didn't know that that my mother was cheating on him, came the muffled reply from beneath the hands that covered his face.

I don't think any of us could help but gasp. It was unfair of us to, but it couldn't be helped. Everything had seemed so perfect in that family. Perhaps too perfect. Perfection has a way of getting to people and turning them exactly opposite of the word. The case must have been for Kairu's mother, for she had everything that could be dreamt about for many years.

It's a pity. Your father is nice, Kenta said at last, after a few moments of an unfavorable silence.

Immediately, I knew Kairu would be enraged. Enraged being an understatement.

How dare you! He screamed, How dare you!

Go jack off! Kenta snapped, jumping to the ground. He almost fell, but managed to land on his feet.

Don't talk about my mother that way!

Well at least your father doesn't fuck around with your mother while abusing her! At least he is an honorable man, one your mother at least should have felt lucky with! He began to cry. I had never seen Kenta cry in my entire life, not even when his arm had been sliced open in a cooking accident. Your father never hits you either!

Kairu looked pale stricken. His eyes never left Kenta as he jumped from the cement wall, nor did he look necessarily sympathetic. He still looked rather upset. His fist raised and Kenta blinked, probably knew that he was about to be punched. Instead, Kairu fell into Kenta's embrace and began crying. Kenta cried with him, and together, their wails rang the alley.

I glanced at Shou, who smiled and jumped from the cement wall. Ren followed in suit and then I jumped.

Do you want to come stay with me for a while? Ren asked.

Kenta shook his head. There's no point. Things won't ever change. It's just the way things are, no biggie.

It is a big deal, Kairu said. You are important––too all of us.

There had been a silent agreement between us, for no words needed to be spoken. It had been something the five of us found rather comforting in one another. Words seemed empty––satisfying to the naïve eye.

Hey, I should get going, I said. Anyone have a blunt on them?

Shou fished around in his pocket and pulled a cigarette out, handing it to me. Anxious? Stressed?

I shrugged and moved closer to both Kenta and Kairu. I gave them both a kiss on the cheek and bid them each a good night before descending from the alley. My flat was only four blocks away, so I immediately lit my bringer of relaxation as I walked the streets. Briefly I pondered if I should run back and grab my guitar from Kenta's apartment, but decided against it. It would be better if I just went home. Besides, my mother and father should already be there and Nanami should also be long gone.

It was to no surprise that Kenta was hit. The words had never been spoken aloud before tonight, but because of his violent tendencies, it was only a matter of time before we all accepted it.

As I approached our apartment building, I had taken to notice that my mother and father's car was still not in their parking spot.

Briskly, I jogged up the stairs until I reached the front door. I wondered if this meant Nanami was still here. The smoke was still held in my fingers as I leaned against the door and slid against it as I sat on the ground. My head automatically tilted back with blonde locks tumbling over my shoulders. Dreamily, I sighed and closed my eyes whilst taking an inhale of the white gift.

It seemed like an eternity had passed as I sat there, breathing in and out with the tobacco. It was mind numbing and peaceful; everything had been blocked out, including the sounds of traffic and usual arguing from the neighbors.

A moan escaped my throat, which caused a startle uptake in my chest. It was just like me to moan in pleasure when comfortable.



I froze at the voice. Swiftly, I glided my hand with the cigarette behind my back, but there wasn't any point in denying it.

My parents caught me smoking. They never accepted it. They wouldn't care if someone was a gay stripper, but couldn't allow smoking in their presence. Especially from their son.

I swallowed and glanced up at the angry face of my mother and father. I'm sorry

Why would you do such a filthy thing to your lungs? my mother cried out.

It's my body, I said simply, shifting my eyes downwards.

Give me that. My father plucked the cigarette from my grasp and threw it over the balcony. He then turned the key into the knob and proceeded to step over my shoulder and walk inside the apartment. I told you to never smoke, Yamato! Taichi doesn't, so why should you? This is the second time I caught you! The second!

I glanced up at my mother before standing and walking into the apartment that I would now dread for the next few weeks. They would ground me. It was predictable. I suppose I won't be fucking Shun on Saturday anymore.

Taichi, get out here! my father roared, proceeding over to the bedroom.

Nanami was in there. I knew it. Simply, I watched as my father opened the door and yelped. My mother ran to my father's side and began screaming. She screamed until she began crying. Then she ran to her room sobbing of her family being shameful.

Get dressed and leave this house this instant!

A few minutes passed until Nanami ran out of the apartment pale looking and near tears. She hardly waved to me before running messily out the door with her shirt on backwards.

I have a slut and smoker in the family. Great. Just great, my father said. He buried his head in his hands and sighed deeply.

Taichi came out of the room in boxers. I expected him to be afraid looking, but he had a bitter calmness that I was afraid of. As he took a seat next to me on the couch, he glared at me. I didn't understand why, but didn't have much time to contemplate it before my father spoke.

You have both upset your mother very much. You're grounded for the next three weeks. No dates, people over, telephone use, television use, and you're only allowed to use the computer for school purposes. You are to come home right after school. Is that understood?

I said, far too quickly and eagerly for my liking.

Taichi glared at me. I suddenly had the feeling it wouldn't be best to spend three weeks with him in our bedroom. As much as I wanted it, it may not be for the better.


End of Chapter 5.

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