Get ready for a new chapter.
Warnings: Yaten. Seiya's gonna turn on the charm. That should be dangerous. And scary. Also, misuse of janitorial closets…yeah.
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Pain Inside
Part 5
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"What are you doing?" Nephlyte nagged his friend, who was darting out of the classroom during their current five minute break between subjects. Of course, he didn't trust Jadeite to be innocently wandering the halls, so he followed. "Whatever you have to say to Kunzite, it can wait until lunch, can't it?"
"Stupid Nephlyte, you don't really get these sort of things, do you?" he snorted. "No wonder you can't get a girlfriend."
"What are you even…oh no." Nephlyte realized what Jadeite was up to just as they reached classroom B, but he was either too morbidly curious or too involved in the situation to leave Jadeite to his fate. His fate was currently deeply in discussion on the other side of the room, not even noting his presence as she spoke to a boy with dark hair and darting, deep blue eyes. "Look, she's busy. Probably taken, even. Just leave her alone, Jadeite."
"No way." Jadeite snorted, entering the room with a swagger that looked utterly ridiculous, at least, that was what Nephlyte decided. Kunzite was looking at his friends with a curious, crystalline, grey gaze, but Nephlyte just made a gesture as if to wash his hands of the whole thing, and the eyes turned to Jadeite. "Hey," he nodded as coolly as he could to Rei, who turned, blinked at him, and then turned back to the boy she was talking to.
"Poor Jadeite." Kunzite had just reached Nephlyte's side to hear the brunette's commentary. "That girl's got it in for him, and he's too stubborn to even notice he's got no chance."
"Rei-san?" he tried again, and Nephlyte actually winced when the girl turned a full tilt glare on Jadeite's unprepared form. "Hey, we met yesterday, remember?"
"I remember telling you that you could call me Hino-san, Akahito-san." Rei's tone was sharp as it had been when Jadeite had last spoken with her.
"Oh, of course, R—Hino-san." Jadeite coughed slightly, apparently undeterred by her utter lack of kindness toward him. "I was wondering…are you busy after school today?"
"I'm a shrine maiden. I'm busy every day after school. I have work to do, you see." She told him, but he seemed not to notice that she was still rather irate.
"Really, a shrine maiden? That's really cool. I was just wondering, you know, if you had time before your chores…" Jadeite flashed her his infamous Ladykiller, a smile that had devastated most of the girls he'd gone to school with in middle school. "I just made the soccer team, and I thought you might want to catch the practice."
"Wow, really?" Rei blinked at him, and Nephlyte was so worried that he actually stepped back. "As tempted as I am to spend my valuable time watching a bunch of pubescent boys making some vague statement of masculinity by kicking balls around a field and sweating badly, I think I'll just skip it and go straight to my chores. Maybe some other time, like when I've been lobotomized and find you to be something approaching charming."
"Ouch." Nephlyte winced, and Kunzite's wince was a clear agreement with this observation. "Oh…dammit, Jadeite! We need to go or we'll miss class!"
"So, I'll see you later?" Jadeite either did not notice how badly he had just been shot down or had the most amazing sense of dignity Nephlyte had ever seen. Rei flipped him a rather rude gesture as Jadeite joined Nephlyte to return to their own classroom. "See, Nephy? Nothing to it!"
"Sure." Nephlyte had a hard time being mad at Jadeite and feeling bad for him all at once.
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"How's my hair?" Seiya asked Taiki and Yaten, eliciting a blank look from the first and a disgusted snort from the latter.
"Crappy as always." Yaten answered, and Seiya seemed to ignore it, standing and striding across the room to where Kakyuu was putting her things away now that classes had come to an end for the day. "Oh my god, this is gonna be priceless." Yaten moved forward to where he could appear to be casually standing aside, yet still overhear the conversation between Seiya and the subject of his recent heated stares.
"Hello." Seiya began, waving with two fingers in a manner that he found decidedly cool. "What's that?" he pointed to one of her books at random, and she blinked at him, clearly terrified.
"Yaten," Taiki whispered from where he stood just behind his silver-haired friend. "It is not nice to laugh at your friend's misfortunes."
"I know," Yaten was biting down on a knuckle, his eyes filled with tears already. "But…it's so fun!"
"It's…um, a book." She finally answered, glancing up sharply as Yaten choked on his sudden burst of laughter. Annoyed, Seiya tried to draw her attention back to him as quickly as possible.
"You read a lot, huh?" he asked, feeling a bit stupid. Why couldn't he think of something smart to say just now? It might be because Yaten was only ten feet away, clearly laughing at his floundering conversation, but maybe he was just having an off day. "So…do you do other things?"
"What do you mean?" Kakyuu seemed very suspicious of Seiya, so he decided to bring out his most brilliant smile. No girl could resist the old Kou Seiya charm.
"I mean, do you go to the movies ever?" he asked. She blinked great red eyes at him as though she didn't understand the question, and his smile faltered slightly.
"No." she answered. "I don't really like the movies." She told him. "Too many people."
"Oh…yeah, yeah, I agree completely." Seiya tried desperately not to hear the sound of Yaten laughing in near hysteria at his attempts. "I would rather go do things that let me get to know a girl without outside distractions, you know?"
"Look…I have to go." She cut him off, her hands shaking as she crammed the last book in her satchel and slung it over her shoulder. "I'll be late to Literary Criticism." And then she nearly flew out of the room. Seiya turned aghast to Taiki, who was managing a straight face, and Yaten, who was doubled over a desk, tears rolling down his cheeks in his mirth.
"I hate you, Yaten." Seiya surmised before turning to Taiki. "You didn't tell me she was in your book club!"
"I didn't see the point." Taiki admitted, lifting his own satchel. "Speaking of Literary Criticism, I had better head that way before I'm missed."
"Hey, can you try and like, say some good stuff about me?" Seiya asked, calling after his friend. "You know, drop a word or two?"
"Tell her he's a dumbass." Yaten supplied. "Oh, wait, he already covered that."
"I hate you." Seiya sighed and turned to leave for soccer practice, splitting from his friends who were off to their own respective clubs.
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"Shush, they'll find us if you can't be quiet." One girl hushed the other as they slammed the janitor closet door shut behind them, the second girl giggling lightly as she pulled the first, taller girl to her, lips finding each other in the dark, cramped space. "Mmm, Michiru."
"Hurry, I don't want to be late to choir." The shorter girl spoke as her girlfriend moved her mouth down over her throat, hands moving under her shirt with the ease borne of practice. "Ooh, 'Ruka…"
"I love it when you call me that, babe." Haruka had pulled the girl's shirt up and was laving her chest in soft kisses.
"Did you set…your watch alarm?" Michiru's breath caught as Haruka focused on a spot that she knew was especially sensitive. "Take your shirt off…"
"Mmm, five minutes, I didn't forget." Haruka pulled away to take her own top off, not bothering with the skirt Michiru was wearing since she could get her hands under it with no trouble anyway. "So…how's classes?"
"Nice…I sit next to…ooh…a really sweet girl…" Michiru was working at the front of Haruka's pants frantically between kisses. "Bit quiet, but…ah! I think you'd like her…"
"What's her name?" Haruka paused her onslaught to go down on her knees, pulling Michiru's skirt and panties off easily as she lowered herself.
"Tomoe Hotaru." Michiru pursed her lips. "Haruka, it's my turn! You can't always be the…ah!"
"Shush, they'll hear you outside." Haruka looked up for a moment. "I like it better this way anyway."
"Mmm…okay…but when we get…ah…home, it's my turn…" Michiru bit her lip to quell further exclamations, though she wondered if the rustlings and other noises were audible out in the nearly deserted hallway. Before soon, it was all over, as Haruka's watch beeped and both girls started dressing with amazing speed, patting each other down to be sure of neatness and hair before exchanging a quick kiss and darting off, Michiru to choral practice, and Haruka to track.
Somehow, Michiru found it three hundred times more exciting to have five minutes in a janitorial closet between class and extracurricular activities than to be safely in one of their rooms for hours. Of course, what happened in the closet was mostly lust. What happened at home was love, and both were integral to her relationship with Haruka.
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"Usagi!" Rei felt her face flush as she called ahead to her friend walking toward the arcade. The pigtails stopped mid-bob and turned to greet her and her companion. "Wait up!" she grabbed his hand in a moment of intense bravery and darted forward. It had been nearly a week before she'd had the courage to ask Mamoru to go to the arcade with her after school, and only then had she been brave enough because of the fact that Usagi's presence could make it seem all so innocent and friendly. She didn't want to frighten the sweet boy away.
He is sweet. Everything about him…he's so adorable! So innocent that I actually feel like I can trust him…I hope the girls like him! Rei was so excited that she had met a guy she didn't feel the need to attack viciously, that she could think only of how wonderful it would be if her friends all approved of him as well. As if they couldn't. He's smart, gentle, shy, and completely adorable.
"Rei!" Usagi blinked wide blue eyes in surprise, the hint of a smile on her lips as she doubled back and met them halfway. "Who's this?"
"This is Chiba Mamoru. He's in Class B with me." Rei explained, "I thought he'd like to spend the afternoon with us, because he's not in any clubs, either, although his best friend is apparently in choir."
"Really?" Usagi tilted her head and held out her hand to greet him. "Our friend Minako's in choir, too. My name is Tsukino Usagi, by the way."
"Pleased to meet you." He took her hand and flushed at the warmth that swept over him as their eyes locked. "Moon Bunny."
"Yeah, that's what it means." Rei looked a bit uncomfortable as the two continued to stare at each other as though caught in a trance. "Let's get to the arcade, okay?"
"Sounds…nice." Usagi darted a glance at Mamoru and they both went bright red.
Oh, perfect. Rei rolled her eyes. Good job, Rei. You managed to find the perfect man and hand him over to your best friend in one fell swoop. Amazing skills.
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"You suck, Seiya." Yaten surmised as he sauntered into the nurse's office after his choral club had gotten out and Taiki had notified him that Seiya had fallen and sprained his wrist during practice. "You were in here, what, two weeks ago?"
"Shut up, ass." Seiya had enjoyed Taiki's company much more, but the brunette had not seemed to like the epiphany that Seiya had had that afternoon while Nurse Meioh was binding his wrist. However, he was sure that Yaten would see things his way. "I got this idea."
"Oh, so that's what it was." Yaten immediately gave his friend a look of mock sympathy. "You can't think and play at the same time, so you fell."
"No, after I got hurt. I was laying here, and I realized that if I want to get Kakyuu's attention," Seiya ignored Yaten's tired groan. "I need her to see how cool I am."
"Well, that's never gonna happen, because you aren't cool." Yaten assured him.
"No! Just listen!" Seiya was getting rather impatient with his friend's humor. "Look, if she sees me dating someone else, she'll realize how desirable I am, right?"
"Um…" Yaten was not sure how this logic was supposed to work, because it required him to think of Seiya as desirable, which simply did not compute.
"So I can just get back together with Usagi for a week or so, and then when Kakyuu wants me, I can dump her and voila, new girlfriend!" Seiya exclaimed happily, waiting for Yaten to agree with him. Instead, the silver-haired boy exploded with laughter, and after nearly three minutes, regained his composure, wiped his eyes, and patted Seiya's shoulder.
"Man, I want you to promise me two things." Yaten told him sincerely. "First, stop coming up with ridiculous plans. The girl doesn't like you! Move on. Second, never use French again, or I'll have to send my apologies to the poor country."
"I hate you."
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The End (Of Part 5, That Is)