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Chapter 5: Who is he?
I decided against mentioning seeing Rui to Doumyouji. I knew he would get that look in his eyes. It was the look he always got when I mentioned Rui. It was always a mixture of hurt and jealousy. Even though we both knew that Rui was with Shizuka, Rui would always be a touchy subject for Doumyouji and I. He knew I had a crush on Rui from the beginning and that turned into jealousy of his best friend. I couldn't' deny the fact that Hanazawa Rui would always have a special place in my heart, a part that even Doumyouji would never fit into. But Doumyouji was the one I loved and that is all that mattered.
We walked hand in hand to my first class. I protested this, but Doumyouij insisted that he escort me. When we walked into the class a silent hush fell. From the corner of the room I could see the look on Asai and her friends' faces. They glared at me with a look of pure murder.
"I'll see later."
I turned to Doumyouji with a pleading look not wanting to let him to go. It was too fast to be plunged back into reality. I had fooled myself into thinking that everything would be better, but forgot along the way all those who wanted to break us apart. With a calm voice I let out a little, "Bye."
He walked out and the buzz spread around the room like wildfire. I walked along the aisle to find an empty seat passing by those who dared not look at me for fear of feeling the repercussions of messing with Doumyouji's girlfriend. Others like Asai's group quickly went into their hissing whispers spreading their hatred towards me, the poor slut who had fooled the great Doumyouji into falling into my trap. I took the nearest seat and just waited for class to begin feeling the stares like daggers bearing down into my back. I was starting to wish that I had arranged to transfer into Shigeru and Kazuya's class. Even my first friend at Eitoku, Makiko wasn't here anymore. She was smart enough to switch out away from Asai and her cruel pranks. I looked around me trying to find a friendly face. There was nothing. I slunk down into my chair counting the minutes before class began.
"Makino! You poor weed. We don't know what you did to seduce Doumyouji, but don't forget that we will be watching you. Sooner or later Doumyouji will realize that you are nothing but trash and come to his senses." Asai hissed into my ear from behind.
I straightened my back and turned around ready to fling her insults back at her, but to my surprise she quickly backed away. I noticed that her face had suddenly gone pale and she had a look of fear in her eyes like a deer caught in the headlights.
"What's going on? Are you hags bothering my Tsuskushi?" I swung back to the front to find Doumyouji standing in the doorway. He did have perfect timing.
"There's nothing going on Doumyouji. We were just having a friendly chat with Makino."
Asai and her gang were slowly backing away. The rest just nodded their heads in agreement out of fear what that explosive Doumyouji was going to do. Asai tried to put on one of her nice fake smiles lying through her teeth. "We were just welcoming Makino back from her trip."
Doumyouij lowered his eyes towards me to see my reaction. I nodded my head in agreement not wanting to cause any trouble so early in the semester. "There's nothing wrong."
"Are you sure?" he asked with concern in his voice.
"Yep. Why did you come back." I smiled with one of my overly cheerful goofy smiles. His angry face eased and a sly grin spread over his face. "I forget to give you this."
He took out from his pocket a pack of red tags and placed them in my hand. I looked down in amazement. I hadn't seen these in so long, but I could recognize them from anywhere. I was almost afraid to touch it out of trained fear.
"What do I need these for?!" I screamed dropping some of them to the ground. The people around me jumped away for fear of even coming in contact with one of the slips marking a death sentence.
Doumyouji continued stupidly grinning. " I thought you might need some protection." He turned to the class and put on his serious grave face. "If any of you mess with Makino F4 will find you and you will be handled accordingly!" While saying this he looked directly at Asai and her friends, whose faces had now gone a deathly white.
I looked at the cowering Asai and laughed a little. Picking up the red tags that had dropped to the ground I slipped them into my bag. I looked up at Doumyouji who I could tell was enjoying this scene himself, too. "Thanks." I whispered slipping him a mischievous smile. Without another word he left the room once again.
After he had left I smiled to myself. No one dared to even look or whisper a word a about me. Whenever I saw Asai glaring down at me I casually slipped one of the red tags from my bag and wrapped them between my fingers. It felt good to have he upper hand on those bitches. It was going to be a really good year.
I sat in my seat and went back to wondering who that was I saw this morning. I pulled out my cellphone that Doumyouji had bought for me and scrolled down the list of names stopping at "Hanazawa Rui". My finger rested against the call button not sure whether or not I should call him. It was an odd hour in Paris and it wouldn't be right to call him now, I thought to myself. He had just called me a few days ago and he didn't mention anything about coming back. Maybe he was worried about me and decided to come. I did kind of make him worry a little about me during our last conversation. I had blurted out everything about Doumyouji driving me mad. The entire conversation he remained quiet, but that was typical Rui. I sat there debating whether or not to make the call and I hadn't even realized the teacher had come in. I turned the phone off and put it away deciding I would call him later.
The teacher silenced the room and began to call roll. I didn't pay much attention to my surroundings. I stared out the window absent-mindedly. My mind kept wandering off to thoughts about who that mysterious figure was. I was so lost in thought that I hardly noticed the three new students walking into the room.
I looked up to see the new students. My mouth dropped open. It was Rui's face, but not Rui. I recognized the black hair with the blood red streaks. It was that person I had seen this morning. He stood there with a grave silent look avoiding the looks from the other students. There was something very mysterious about him. To his left and right there were two other new students. They were all about the same height. One of them was busy talking to the teacher introducing himself. He was definitely good looking with one of those open, charming smiles on his face that was hard to resist. He definitely had to be lady's man. His shirt was untucked letting the bottom hang out over his baggy pants. He stood with an air of confidence and spoke with a commanding voice. He reminded me a lot of Soujiro and Akira in that respect. He leaned against the desk monopolizing the teacher's attention. I could tell that our sensei was magnetized by is words with a fascinated look in his eyes.
To the left of the mysterious Rui look-alike there was an equally handsome boy, but with a much more friendly appearance. He had a sweet look and smile about him. He was a bit more refined than his two friends neatly wearing a crisp pair of ironed pants and shirt. He stood in the front of the room fidgeting a little with his black wire glasses. He whispered something into his companion's ear and let out a faint little smile.
I stared at this boy who reminded me so much of Rui. Seeing him up close I realized that physically he didn't really look that similar to Hanazawa Rui, but that sad lonely look in his eyes took my breath away. They were exactly the same, but at the same time different. There was something about his face that showed he was not completely Japanese, but a mix with something else. This boy was a little disheveled and oozed a cool exterior. I could hear the whispers around the room from the other girls squealing over the handsome new students trying to decide who was better looking. I paid no attention to the other two. My eyes were fixed on him. He stood with a little bit of a slouch and a far away look in his eyes. His jet black hair was slicked up in a spiky kind of way and throughout there were chunks of red streaks. Something around his neck caught my eye especially. The top button of his shirt was left open exposing part of his muscular chest. Dangling on a thin, fine silver chain there was a rectangular jade pendant that glimmered in the light. I kept my eyes dead on him not even realizing that I was gawking at him. He looked up and our eyes locked. Feeling a little embarrassed for staring I quickly turned away and pretended that I was staring into space.
"Attention class! We have three new students to our class. Here we have Luo Jin, Eto Fujio, and Tse Hatsuhara. The three boys bowed very politely. "They have just transferred to Eitoku from Hong Kong. Let's make open new students feel welcome, ok. Why don't you three take a seat."
"Thank you, sensei. We hope to make many new friends with you all." Luo Jin smiled causing a stir of sighs from the girls. They walked through the aisles and chose three seats in the back corner.
I sat through class and tried to pay attention to the lecture. The entire time I wondered who that boy was who reminded me so much of Hanazawa Rui. I sleepily yawned and tried to open my eyes wide to stay awake. I looked around to room to see what else was going on. All of the girls were busy staring at the new students. I glanced over to the corner. Tse Hatsuhara. That was his name. The talkative boy, Luo Jin was babbling next to him while the more quiet friendly boy, Eto Fujio intently scribbled down the notes from the board. To my surprise he was looking at me. I quickly turned my head back to the front and blushed a little. Why am I blushing?
After class ended I picked up my books ready for lunch. I was starving at this point. It had been a long morning and it had been little uneasy with that new boy staring at me all through class. What did he want anyway? Looking down at my watch I realized that I was going to be late to meet Doumyouji and the others for lunch. I quickly threw my books into my bag, but one of my books fell to the ground. I turned around to search the floor for where it had fallen and spotted it quickly. As I was about to pick it up a hand bent down to pick it up. I looked up and fell back a little.
"Here you dropped this." a quiet voice muttered. He looked at me with a little smile on his face.
It was the first time I saw him smile. I stared at the boy who stood so close in front of me. I was in a state of shock of the similarity. "Thank you." I managed to utter out.
Suddenly from behind him, his two friends jumped out.
"Hey, Haru! We're waiting." The talkative boy blurted out slapping him on the back. "Who's this?" he eyed me questioningly.
I looked up at the other two boys. "My name is Makino Tsuksuhi. Nice to meet you." flashing a big grin.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Jin. This is Fujio and I see you have already met Haru." Fujio bowed very politely and said, "Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you, Eto Fujio." I bowed politely back.
"You don't need to be so formal. Just call me Fujio. You can call us by our first names. We haven't been to Japan in a long time. We aren't used to such formality." He laughed. "Ok. You can just call me Tsukushi then." I laughed back.
The entire time I was talking to Fujio and Jin I watched Hatsuhara through the corner of my eye. They were very friendly and easy to talk to. He was still staring at me making me feel very uncomfortable. He just stood to the side very quietly listening to our conversation.
"Tsukushi, we don't really know our way around here. Do you think you could show us around a bit?" Jin asked.
I looked down at my watch and realized that I was already 10 minutes late to meet Doumyouji. I panicked at how annoyed he must be that I was late.
"Oh, sorry. I'm late to meet someone already, but I have some time later. How about I meet you later? I can meet you in a half hour in front of the library." I realized that I shouldn't have agreed to do this, but they were so nice and I couldn't resist. Doumyouij would be extremely jealous if he saw me hanging around three guys, so I decided to meet them in a place he would never go, the library.
"Sure. We'll see you later then."
I grabbed my bag, waved a goodbye and bolted out of the room. As I ran down the hall, I thought back at how weird it was Hatsuhara stared at me with such an intense look in his eyes.
Chapter 5: Who is he?
I decided against mentioning seeing Rui to Doumyouji. I knew he would get that look in his eyes. It was the look he always got when I mentioned Rui. It was always a mixture of hurt and jealousy. Even though we both knew that Rui was with Shizuka, Rui would always be a touchy subject for Doumyouji and I. He knew I had a crush on Rui from the beginning and that turned into jealousy of his best friend. I couldn't' deny the fact that Hanazawa Rui would always have a special place in my heart, a part that even Doumyouji would never fit into. But Doumyouji was the one I loved and that is all that mattered.
We walked hand in hand to my first class. I protested this, but Doumyouij insisted that he escort me. When we walked into the class a silent hush fell. From the corner of the room I could see the look on Asai and her friends' faces. They glared at me with a look of pure murder.
"I'll see later."
I turned to Doumyouji with a pleading look not wanting to let him to go. It was too fast to be plunged back into reality. I had fooled myself into thinking that everything would be better, but forgot along the way all those who wanted to break us apart. With a calm voice I let out a little, "Bye."
He walked out and the buzz spread around the room like wildfire. I walked along the aisle to find an empty seat passing by those who dared not look at me for fear of feeling the repercussions of messing with Doumyouji's girlfriend. Others like Asai's group quickly went into their hissing whispers spreading their hatred towards me, the poor slut who had fooled the great Doumyouji into falling into my trap. I took the nearest seat and just waited for class to begin feeling the stares like daggers bearing down into my back. I was starting to wish that I had arranged to transfer into Shigeru and Kazuya's class. Even my first friend at Eitoku, Makiko wasn't here anymore. She was smart enough to switch out away from Asai and her cruel pranks. I looked around me trying to find a friendly face. There was nothing. I slunk down into my chair counting the minutes before class began.
"Makino! You poor weed. We don't know what you did to seduce Doumyouji, but don't forget that we will be watching you. Sooner or later Doumyouji will realize that you are nothing but trash and come to his senses." Asai hissed into my ear from behind.
I straightened my back and turned around ready to fling her insults back at her, but to my surprise she quickly backed away. I noticed that her face had suddenly gone pale and she had a look of fear in her eyes like a deer caught in the headlights.
"What's going on? Are you hags bothering my Tsuskushi?" I swung back to the front to find Doumyouji standing in the doorway. He did have perfect timing.
"There's nothing going on Doumyouji. We were just having a friendly chat with Makino."
Asai and her gang were slowly backing away. The rest just nodded their heads in agreement out of fear what that explosive Doumyouji was going to do. Asai tried to put on one of her nice fake smiles lying through her teeth. "We were just welcoming Makino back from her trip."
Doumyouij lowered his eyes towards me to see my reaction. I nodded my head in agreement not wanting to cause any trouble so early in the semester. "There's nothing wrong."
"Are you sure?" he asked with concern in his voice.
"Yep. Why did you come back." I smiled with one of my overly cheerful goofy smiles. His angry face eased and a sly grin spread over his face. "I forget to give you this."
He took out from his pocket a pack of red tags and placed them in my hand. I looked down in amazement. I hadn't seen these in so long, but I could recognize them from anywhere. I was almost afraid to touch it out of trained fear.
"What do I need these for?!" I screamed dropping some of them to the ground. The people around me jumped away for fear of even coming in contact with one of the slips marking a death sentence.
Doumyouji continued stupidly grinning. " I thought you might need some protection." He turned to the class and put on his serious grave face. "If any of you mess with Makino F4 will find you and you will be handled accordingly!" While saying this he looked directly at Asai and her friends, whose faces had now gone a deathly white.
I looked at the cowering Asai and laughed a little. Picking up the red tags that had dropped to the ground I slipped them into my bag. I looked up at Doumyouji who I could tell was enjoying this scene himself, too. "Thanks." I whispered slipping him a mischievous smile. Without another word he left the room once again.
After he had left I smiled to myself. No one dared to even look or whisper a word a about me. Whenever I saw Asai glaring down at me I casually slipped one of the red tags from my bag and wrapped them between my fingers. It felt good to have he upper hand on those bitches. It was going to be a really good year.
I sat in my seat and went back to wondering who that was I saw this morning. I pulled out my cellphone that Doumyouji had bought for me and scrolled down the list of names stopping at "Hanazawa Rui". My finger rested against the call button not sure whether or not I should call him. It was an odd hour in Paris and it wouldn't be right to call him now, I thought to myself. He had just called me a few days ago and he didn't mention anything about coming back. Maybe he was worried about me and decided to come. I did kind of make him worry a little about me during our last conversation. I had blurted out everything about Doumyouji driving me mad. The entire conversation he remained quiet, but that was typical Rui. I sat there debating whether or not to make the call and I hadn't even realized the teacher had come in. I turned the phone off and put it away deciding I would call him later.
The teacher silenced the room and began to call roll. I didn't pay much attention to my surroundings. I stared out the window absent-mindedly. My mind kept wandering off to thoughts about who that mysterious figure was. I was so lost in thought that I hardly noticed the three new students walking into the room.
I looked up to see the new students. My mouth dropped open. It was Rui's face, but not Rui. I recognized the black hair with the blood red streaks. It was that person I had seen this morning. He stood there with a grave silent look avoiding the looks from the other students. There was something very mysterious about him. To his left and right there were two other new students. They were all about the same height. One of them was busy talking to the teacher introducing himself. He was definitely good looking with one of those open, charming smiles on his face that was hard to resist. He definitely had to be lady's man. His shirt was untucked letting the bottom hang out over his baggy pants. He stood with an air of confidence and spoke with a commanding voice. He reminded me a lot of Soujiro and Akira in that respect. He leaned against the desk monopolizing the teacher's attention. I could tell that our sensei was magnetized by is words with a fascinated look in his eyes.
To the left of the mysterious Rui look-alike there was an equally handsome boy, but with a much more friendly appearance. He had a sweet look and smile about him. He was a bit more refined than his two friends neatly wearing a crisp pair of ironed pants and shirt. He stood in the front of the room fidgeting a little with his black wire glasses. He whispered something into his companion's ear and let out a faint little smile.
I stared at this boy who reminded me so much of Rui. Seeing him up close I realized that physically he didn't really look that similar to Hanazawa Rui, but that sad lonely look in his eyes took my breath away. They were exactly the same, but at the same time different. There was something about his face that showed he was not completely Japanese, but a mix with something else. This boy was a little disheveled and oozed a cool exterior. I could hear the whispers around the room from the other girls squealing over the handsome new students trying to decide who was better looking. I paid no attention to the other two. My eyes were fixed on him. He stood with a little bit of a slouch and a far away look in his eyes. His jet black hair was slicked up in a spiky kind of way and throughout there were chunks of red streaks. Something around his neck caught my eye especially. The top button of his shirt was left open exposing part of his muscular chest. Dangling on a thin, fine silver chain there was a rectangular jade pendant that glimmered in the light. I kept my eyes dead on him not even realizing that I was gawking at him. He looked up and our eyes locked. Feeling a little embarrassed for staring I quickly turned away and pretended that I was staring into space.
"Attention class! We have three new students to our class. Here we have Luo Jin, Eto Fujio, and Tse Hatsuhara. The three boys bowed very politely. "They have just transferred to Eitoku from Hong Kong. Let's make open new students feel welcome, ok. Why don't you three take a seat."
"Thank you, sensei. We hope to make many new friends with you all." Luo Jin smiled causing a stir of sighs from the girls. They walked through the aisles and chose three seats in the back corner.
I sat through class and tried to pay attention to the lecture. The entire time I wondered who that boy was who reminded me so much of Hanazawa Rui. I sleepily yawned and tried to open my eyes wide to stay awake. I looked around to room to see what else was going on. All of the girls were busy staring at the new students. I glanced over to the corner. Tse Hatsuhara. That was his name. The talkative boy, Luo Jin was babbling next to him while the more quiet friendly boy, Eto Fujio intently scribbled down the notes from the board. To my surprise he was looking at me. I quickly turned my head back to the front and blushed a little. Why am I blushing?
After class ended I picked up my books ready for lunch. I was starving at this point. It had been a long morning and it had been little uneasy with that new boy staring at me all through class. What did he want anyway? Looking down at my watch I realized that I was going to be late to meet Doumyouji and the others for lunch. I quickly threw my books into my bag, but one of my books fell to the ground. I turned around to search the floor for where it had fallen and spotted it quickly. As I was about to pick it up a hand bent down to pick it up. I looked up and fell back a little.
"Here you dropped this." a quiet voice muttered. He looked at me with a little smile on his face.
It was the first time I saw him smile. I stared at the boy who stood so close in front of me. I was in a state of shock of the similarity. "Thank you." I managed to utter out.
Suddenly from behind him, his two friends jumped out.
"Hey, Haru! We're waiting." The talkative boy blurted out slapping him on the back. "Who's this?" he eyed me questioningly.
I looked up at the other two boys. "My name is Makino Tsuksuhi. Nice to meet you." flashing a big grin.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Jin. This is Fujio and I see you have already met Haru." Fujio bowed very politely and said, "Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you, Eto Fujio." I bowed politely back.
"You don't need to be so formal. Just call me Fujio. You can call us by our first names. We haven't been to Japan in a long time. We aren't used to such formality." He laughed. "Ok. You can just call me Tsukushi then." I laughed back.
The entire time I was talking to Fujio and Jin I watched Hatsuhara through the corner of my eye. They were very friendly and easy to talk to. He was still staring at me making me feel very uncomfortable. He just stood to the side very quietly listening to our conversation.
"Tsukushi, we don't really know our way around here. Do you think you could show us around a bit?" Jin asked.
I looked down at my watch and realized that I was already 10 minutes late to meet Doumyouji. I panicked at how annoyed he must be that I was late.
"Oh, sorry. I'm late to meet someone already, but I have some time later. How about I meet you later? I can meet you in a half hour in front of the library." I realized that I shouldn't have agreed to do this, but they were so nice and I couldn't resist. Doumyouij would be extremely jealous if he saw me hanging around three guys, so I decided to meet them in a place he would never go, the library.
"Sure. We'll see you later then."
I grabbed my bag, waved a goodbye and bolted out of the room. As I ran down the hall, I thought back at how weird it was Hatsuhara stared at me with such an intense look in his eyes.
