A/N Hi, sorry this isn't a new chapter I just wanted to edit this one. But I'll update the next chapter soon.
Anyways, in case you're wondering, this chapter is mostly about Takuya and I made his brother Shinya the older one, why? Because I wanted to.
Hope you like it :)
Chapter Five
Takuya's POV:
Coming home early since soccer practice was cancelled. Thankfully both my parents were still out at work so I had the house all to myself for now. Tossing my backpack on the armchair that was placed in the corner above the window of my bedroom. While pulling out a plain white t-shirt, grey sweatpants and boxers from my dresser and headed straight to the bathroom. Taking a quick shower.
Stepping back into my room in my new fresh clothes with a towel hanging over my shoulder and collapsing myself on top of my bed. Letting an audible sigh, closing my eyes.
Feeling completely drained, after the day I had. Having to deal with not one but three girls that I'm supposedly seeing, usually I wouldn't see them around unless I was the one seeking them out. But that wasn't the case today, turning out to be a lot of work, but it's not like I'm going to stop.
Believe it or not wasn't like this before, back then I refused to get involved with any girl that came my way simply because I wasn't interested in any of them. Especially when I was waiting for a certain someone to notice me. Yes I used to be one of those lovesick guys who had a crush one special girl.
But it all changed when cruel reality hit me in the head telling me I couldn't have her no matter how hard I tried. So with a broken heart and a taste of bitter alcohol I accepted my fate and gave in to peer pressure. Becoming someone who just messes with girls for the fun of it and not caring for their feelings, while getting praised like some sort of game. I know I'm a total jerk.
Self-cautiously an image of the blondie appeared in my head. But quickly shook it away. Okay that was weird...I guess I'm too tired that I must have thought of her and the fact that I kept running into her today was messing with my head.
"Takuya! It's time for dinner. Get down here." The familiar voice of my mother woke me from my nap.
I looked up and saw it was dark outside, I must have been asleep longer than just a few hours. I stretch my arms before lifting myself out of bed.
Heading downstairs, with each step getting closer. I could hear the living room television blasted in full volume. Meaning my father is also home. Great, this isn't going to end well.
I slump on the chair next to the dining table, immediately averting eyes. When my father sits across from me, with a beer in his left hand.
He raised an eyebrow "How was soccer practice?"
Right on cue.
When we sat down at the table to eat the first thing my father asked me was about soccer. I should have expected that he wouldn't waste time and go straight to the point. Soccer is all my father talks about anything else he just brushes off not caring. Not to mention that he works as a high paid coach for professional soccer players. He didn't have the opportunity to get to be one due to having a severe injury, he had no choice but to retire that dream. So you can imagine how we were raised, expected to follow in his footsteps.
Choosing not to answer, I stuffed a spoonful of white rice into my mouth. Acting as I didn't hear him.
My father takes another sip of beer, with a serious faced this time, "I asked you a question."
Sitting beside me, "Go on, tell us." My mother insisted while chewing, not really helping.
I hesitated a bit but I cleared my throat, absentmindedly bringing my fingers up to scratch at my throat. "It...got cancelled." I revealed, nonchalantly as possible.
I almost flinched when he placed his utensils rather harshly on his plate making a clink sound, he narrowed his eyes at me. "What do you mean it got cancelled?"
"Coach had other matters that he had to intend to." I informed him, not that it mattered to me.
Mother sneaks a curious look at me as I place my coke drink down "What kind?" She inquired.
"Family I guess." I shrug, stabbing my steak with my fork.
He looked at me questionably, pointing his knife at me. "Are you lying?"
You lie one time and you're automatically labeled a liar. Not true. I've constantly lie to my father but he never caught me until last night at Yamato's party, where I took Sora home and spent time with her a lot longer than I shouldn't have breaking my curfew as punishment for my car being confiscated.
"No, you can call him up to confirm." I said irritably.
My father looks up slightly but quickly ignores my statement "So what he couldn't find a stand in?"
"It was last minute." I added hastily.
I swore I saw vein pulsing in his forehead "That incompetent, doesn't he realized that you got an upcoming game next week." He said, raising his voice this time.
"It's not like an official game." I pointed out in defense, earning myself another glare in return.
I couldn't comprehend why my father was making it a big deal when it wasn't. Coach Fujiwara just arranged a friendly game between Kokugakuin High and Shibuya. To test the strengths and weaknesses of our team and to see our competition while we're at it.
"It shouldn't matter, you shouldn't be slacking off. The start of the regionals is only a few days away, you have to be in top shape. If you want to make it to the championships, just like your older brother." He replies sternly
My brows creased and face tense at the mention of my brother "I know, you don't have to keep reminding me." I reiterated, a little annoyed now. I would have preferred not to hear it.
For a long time, I just couldn't bond with Shinya because the comparisons were never ending. The worst, though, was how my parents were. They didn't even try to hide that Shinya was they're favorite. Shinya has always been the star of the family. He was smart and good at everything, always won competitions, he was even known for his school achievements. I wasn't bad myself but I couldn't measure up. I was only second best. But after Shinya left us, I somehow became his replacement. Trying to live with it was harder, not resent them.
Without waiting for my response.
Throwing his napkin down, my father rose from the table "Since your coach doesn't seem to be doing his job. I'll train you myself. Get your cleats." not liking the turn the conversation had suddenly taken.
"Honey, we're in the middle of dinner. Can this wait." My mother finally intervenes. His shoulders relaxed at her voice and sat back down.
"Fine but after dinner I want you to get your soccer gear and meet me in the backyard. Is that understood." He demanded, jerking his head to face me.
"Dad, can we not. I'm tired." I complained.
"From what? Doing nothing in school and coming home sleeping the rest of the day? Don't make me laugh." He stated, noticing the tone heavily laced with sarcasm.
I straighten up, some of my anger returning. So I swallowed the piece of steak I had been chewing on quite a while to release some of my anger before answering "No. Coach still made us play soccer during gym class." I retorted.
Finally gulping down his food and took another sip of his beer. "Is that so. You should have mentioned that earlier, I got worked up for nothing." he jeered.
I wanted to argue back but I knew it would be pointless. Leaning back on my seat, I briefly closed my eyes and willed myself to calm down. When I opened them again.
"Now that's cleared up can we enjoy our dinner in peace." My mother noted, put her arms on the table.
My father and I nodded simultaneously.
My mother turned her head slightly to scoff "Honey what did I just say?"
Father abruptly stood up again, taking his rest of his plate of food with and headed towards the living room. "You know the second half of the game is about to start."
Mother sighed before turning to force a smile at me and back to her plate "Unbelievable." She muttered under her breath, while picking at her food. Which was her silent way of being upset.
I frowned.
So we eat in awkward silence while in the background hearing my father shouting and yelling at the referee from the TV.
I rolled my eyes. I forget how fun our family dinners usually are. Not.
Finishing dinner, I walked back upstairs into my room.
I resisted the urge to slam the door out of anger since I didn't want neither of my parents to come up in my room and start lecturing me again. I heard enough of it at dinner, so instead I threw the nearest object across the room. Which was a BIG MISTAKE, because whatever I threw bounced back on the bed hitting me near my eye.
"Ack! Son of b-." I cussed , nearly doubling over.
"What's going on up there?" Mother called from downstairs in concern.
"It's nothing!" I yelled back, assuring her everything fine. Despite the stinging pain.
"You better not break anything." I heard my father warn right after
Rolling my eyes second time at my fathers words, I picked up the miniature toy soccer ball that basically sucker punch me and glared at it "That freakin hurt, stupid ball!" I mumbled irritably.
My phone rang at the moment, I answered without looking at the caller ID "What!" I snapped.
I hear Kouji chuckling at the other line "Gee, hello to you too. Is this bad timing?"
"Yeah, I'm hanging up."
I shut my phone, cutting him off, tossing the phone to the side of my nightstand but in a few seconds my phone was blasting with text messages. I groaned and fell back on my bed, burying my face in the pillow. Voice muffled, I said, "I just want this day to be over."
The Next Day...
Pushing through the doors, Koichi put his foot in front of the door, holding it for me, in a way.
"Dude what happened to your eye." Koichi asked as he touched the small bruise above my eyebrow, making me flinch of the contact.
"Ow! What the hell." I hissed in pain. Glaring at him.
Pulling back a step while holding up his arms in defense, but an amusing smile appeared on his face "My bad, so are you going to tell me." Koichi insisted on asking.
I said nothing and just kept walking. A few students move aside to allow us to pass.
"So I take it didn't go well." Kouji joined in, as he closed his locker.
I stiffen and halted in my tracks briefly to face him. "I rather not talk about it." Then continue on walking.
Kouji didn't seem to be buying it but at least he wasn't going to push. Koichi on the other hand isn't going to let it go.
"C'mon don't be like that." Koichi teased catching up to us, tossing arms around my shoulders and jumping on my back attempting to catch a piggyback ride. But failed miserably almost knocking the both us over but didn't. Thanks to my quick reflexes.
I catched a few glances and laughter from bystanders that were in the the whole thing.
I dropped Koichi off of me though ready to give him a piece of my mind. But instead a brunette beauty with sweet brown eyes came out of nowhere, much to Koichi's horror as she brushed past us marching straight towards him. She didn't hesitate to punish him for me by pulling the twin by the earlobe.
Surprising Kouji and me , Jeri usually isn't the type to use violence. She's too nice for that, well I thought she was.
Now not so sure, her expression tells us otherwise. We glance from Jeri to Koichi, displaying a look of puzzlement.
"I'm not letting you get away this time." She declared.
He must really upset her, for her to be acting out of character all of the sudden.
We laughed when Koichi whimpered in pain, but quickly covered it with a cough after he glared at our direction.
Jeri is part of the student council and she's one of the prettiest girls in Shibuya. She's also adored by everyone, she's basically the girl next door.
Not too long ago I thought of pursuing her, but changed my mind. Didn't want to deal with the Principal's wrath considering she's his beloved daughter.
Realizing it wasn't just the two of them, she immediately brightened the sight of us and greeted both of us for a split second before turning her attention back to Koichi.
Koichi struggled in her grip as he desperately called out for our help.
I nudge Kouji with my elbow, nodding towards Koichi "Should we save him?"
He turns to me, catching my gaze.
"If we do then he'll never learn the consequence of his own actions." He pointed out, smirking at me.
Now it's my turn to smirk "You make a great point."
Did I forget to mention that Koichi not only in the soccer team but he is also part of the student council, not by choice though. He was somehow tricked into it and now he can't quit, since he signed an agreement. They take the role seriously.
So he's forced to fulfill the duties of a member of a student council, not that he does them. He tends slack off and tries to find excuses not to do his part. Which explains why he is now assigned a chaperone.
"Sorry little bro, you brought it on yourself." Kouji says teasingly, Koichi gives him his evilist glare in return.
When Koichi opens his mouth to protest, Jeri's delicate voice interjects with "So.. you two don't mind if I get him off your hands?" She turned to us looking for a response.
Kouji and I just stood there, shaking our heads letting him be dragged away.
At this Koichi brows crease in what I can assume was disappointment, he doesn't do much to hide it either. "Why?"
"Great thanks, catch up with guys later then." She beams with a pretty smile.
"You guys are the worst!" That was the last thing Koichi spat before both of them disappeared from our view.
I fist bumped Kouji, mission accomplished.
Zoe's POV:
Pulling books out of my locker. When two lockers away from mine I hear voices. It was Yuina and Michelle, they're part of Mimi's clique.I found that out based on they're matching cheerleading outfits and courtesy of Rika and Sora. Ever since yesterday I got along with them, both of them were chill, they have been catching me up on the status quo in Shibuya.
It was all new to me, and I never had friends before. So you can imagine how happy I was when Rika and Sora reached out to me and let me join they're group. I just hope I don't mess it up.
Just as I was almost ready to leave for my next class, my hand paused on the metal door of the locker. The thing is, I tend not to stick my nose in other's business well I try not to. I'd rather stay invisible but honestly it's hard to do when I have no other choice but to stand and listen.
"Did you hear that Takuya ditch with some girl yesterday that's why we couldn't see him?" Michelle applied a thick layer of lip-stick and smacked her lips loudly may I add. She stared into the mirror of her locker and studied her reflection.
Him again.
I know I shouldn't believe everything they said since there's a chance they could be gossip but it started to make sense why he disappeared for most of the day yesterday. Not that I was looking for him either.
He's the most popular guy in Shibuya, everyone talks about him. It's kind of hard not to. Of course he's brutally attractive, I'd be lying if I said he wasn't. But it doesn't change the fact that I don't like the guy.
"Really who?" Yuina asked curiously looking up away from her cell phone. Becoming invested in the gossip.
"Someone one who's a grade below us." Michelle answered, moving on to fix her eyeshadow. I practically rolled my eyes, how much makeup does she need?
"Wait is it the same girl he took home after Matt's party?" Yuina questioned while putting away her cell phone into the side pockets of her backpack.
Maybe I shouldn't be listening to this. Too Late.
"No it's not Sora this time, I think it's Tai's younger sister." Michelle informed her. I tensed up at the mention of Sora.
I didn't know they knew each other. It also was hard to imagine Sora being involved with a guy like Takuya.
Yuina then opened her locker next to Michelle's "Kari? I hope she knows what getting herself into. I honestly think she's too nice. I kind of also feel bad for Sora." Yuina sympathized and concluded "The only one that deserves what she's getting is Mimi."
Wait what? So is he basically seeing all three of them.
Now that I think about it I have noticed his brief encounters with all three of them. I didn't think much of it since it didn't interest me but if what they're saying is true. He's a bigger jerk than I thought. How is it possible he's getting away with this? Or better yet why haven't they exposed him since apparently they know what's going on.
"I know right, I can't wait until it blows up in her face." Michelle commented and Yuina nodded in agreement.
That's not what I expected to hear, not going to lie, I kind of feel bad for Mimi. To have her supposed friends talking behind her back. But that's probably how they're friendship works.
"What does he see in her anyways?" Michelle said spitefully.
Is she serious? I don't think that should matter. Doesn't she realize that he's nothing but a cheating jerk.
"Give it up Michelle " Yuina breathes between her hysterics. "Takuya isn't going to notice you."
She probably told her countless times by the tone of her voice and her tired expression.
"Well let's see about that." Michelle stated.
I take it back. She doesn't care and still wants to go after him.
"You're unbelievable." Yuina followed and closed her locker just before she ended the conversation with a small sigh.
I frowned. After they disappeared at the sound of the bell ring.
An uncomfortable feeling swells in the pit of my stomach, I really wish I hadn't heard any of that. I should have really mind my own business, but I had to be nosy, see where it got me.
The most annoying part is Takuya, I'm starting to dislike the jerk more. If it's even possible.
Takuya's POV:
Just about to turn the corner, my body collides with another. The impact causes both of us to stumble and hit the ground with a thud. This is the second time this happens to me, this is a sign telling me I should start paying attention to my surroundings more. Except I wasn't the one who caused this time, the person ran into me.
Dazed, I blink and steady myself before looking to meet my opposition.
It was Blondie.
I saw the shock register on her face before she could hide it. A small smile played on my lips, I guess I get that a lot.
I stood up and dust myself before looking back at her. "We have to stop meeting like this."
Composing herself, she glared at me from top to bottom, almost looking annoyed. "You think."
I couldn't help but chuckle at her. Causing her to roll her eyes like I'm a nuisance as she started picking up her things that fell out of her hands when we ran into each other. I considered helping her but decided not to, didn't feel like it.
I released a small cough, grabbing her full attention "Where are you headed to, anyways?" I asked, trying to bring her out of her bad mood.
"Why do you care?" She sneered.
Ignoring her harsh tone.
"I don't." I say, but I quickly follow it up by genuinely offering my help "But if you're lost, I can walk you there."
"No thanks. I can find my way by myself." She flat out rejected my kind gesture, without a second thought.
I let a cold smile fall on my face and shrugged. "Whatever suits yourself."
I am trying to be a gentleman here and she was making it hard for me. Didn't feel like wasting my time.
I strode past her , when I spotted Sora on the other side of the hallway putting up posters on the wall. I don't want to deal with her right now. So I turn the other direction where I came from. Unfortunately Kari was appearing in that direction as well carrying a stack of papers. Just my luck.
Cornered I had no other choice but to pull the blondie into an empty side corridor where the staircase was located.
"What are you do...hmph-?" I clamped my hand in front of her mouth so she wasn't unable to speak.
I took a peek at the side window of one of the double metal doors. To see if both of them were gone.
It was hard to concentrate with her constant breathing hitting against my hand and her squirming until her muscles relax. I blinked in surprise as I looked down to see the blondie staring into my eyes. Not that I minded, really.
We stared back at each other intensely which felt like hours but in reality it was just a few seconds.
Neither of us were unable to tear our eyes away from each other like we were completely drawn together the longer we stared. What is this feeling?
Without realizing it I moved closer when I felt a sharp pinch in my hand, resulting in me letting go. "What the-Did you just bite me?"
"Maybe." She muttered under her breath, as she turned her head to the side to avert her gaze, but the sudden rosiness of her cheeks gave her away.
This time I suppressed a smile. I could tell from her blush that she really liked me, I'm not surprised. No girl could resist my charms. I pretended I hadn't noticed though.
"It hurt you know." I took a step forward, her back now pressed into the side wall, having no choice but to face me.
But our close proximity didn't phase her one bit, trying to keep her cool.
"I'm going to be late for class."She says to her dismay, averting her gaze away from mine again.
I smirked at her with amusement. My arms caging her in, stopping her from leaving. "Don't go, stay with me a little longer."
I just wanted to get a reaction out of her, I honestly don't know why. Don't get the wrong idea I won't try to force myself onto her, I may be a player but I'm not a monster.
Besides I haven't changed my mind, I'm still not interested in her.
"I don't think so." She crossed her arms, trying to not give in. Hoping to prove that I'm not affecting her.
This is too easy.
I grinned confidently as I slightly leaned into her ear "Why not? Is it because I make you nervous." I asked her teasingly.
Anticipating her response, despite the unpleasant look she was giving me. She narrowed her eyes and expression became sour at my comment.
"No because I don't like you." She answers while wearing a serious expression.
A small laugh escaped my lips, except she showed absolutely no humor in what she said whatsoever.
My smile vanishes as a look of slight confusion surfaces on my face, when she tore herself from me and started walking down the staircase.
I stood there, my mind failing to function, staring right after her. But she didn't bother to look back at me.
What just happened?
~END OF CHAPTER~
Zoe finally discovered Takuya's secret and he got rejected.
What's going to happen next?
Until Next Time…..