Chapter six
Preperations for the get-together.
That night, Sharrkan had gathered Masrur, Hinahoho, suprisingly enough Hinahoho's so called wife, and Alibaba had decided to join in as well. ''So, the get together, we need to seize this oppertunity for more love being able to be spread around, right husband.'' Hinahoho's girlfriend said. ''Right my wife. Sharrkan, what's your game plan?'' Hinahoho asked. ''That's why we are here. I know that we've got the Jersey, rather than his school uniform, but other than that, I don't know what to do, before Sinbad will raise suspicion. And he doesn't like me all that much at the moment.'' Sharrkan said, rubbing a bruise on his arm, gained from a fierce one on one practice against Sinbad.
''We'll make sure he won't meddle in.'' Hinahoho said, referring to his and his wife. ''Hun, I think he kind of needs to meddle in. Isn't the purpose to-'' Alibaba interupted her, by saying, ''I agree.'' If you asked him, the mistake Hinahoho was making was too hilarious for words, and good for Sharrkan's coaching either way. ''Maybe you're right.'' Hinahoho said. Masrur rolled his eyes, why was it his faith to be stuck with this situation? ''I'm sure he'll be fine. As long as he has fun, right. I mean, my husband said he had a pretty smile when he's relaxed. And Sinbad tends to make people feel more comfortable. I'll be around, push them together every once in a while, and everything will work out just fine.'' Hinahoho's wife said.
''You are a wise person.'' Sharrkan said, agreeing with her, after all, he could imagine Ja'far's smile. ''Thank you.'' she replied, before taping Hinahoho's abs, ''We should get home darling. It is two more days before the big game, and you'll need your rest.'' Hinahoho nodded, before thanking Sharrkan for having them over. ''I'm heading to bed as well.'' Alibaba said, letting out a cutesely yawn, before heading upstairs, leaving Masrur and Sharrkan to themselves.
''Am I making a mistake?'' Sharrkan randomly wondered, making Masrur frown. ''Why?'' he asked. ''Well, we were late this morning, and even though he was terrible when I didn't help him, I don't really see how I'm helping him yet. Sinbad has gained a great dislike for me, and I only seem to make it worse by hanging with Ja'far. Shouldn't I take my distance, at least for upcoming saturday?'' Sharrkan asked.
''Where's this coming from?'' Masrur asked. ''I don't know, I happen to like giving proper coaching. With basketball it's easy, but Ja'far is nothing like a basketball. Unless the basketball enjoys being touched by Sinbad as well.'' Sharrkan said. ''Idiot. You're doing fine.'' Masrur told him, before getting up, ''I'm going home. See you soon.'' he added. Sharrkan noddd him off, before laying on his couch, falling asleep pretty soon, not noticing that Ja'far had come home.
'Geez, another troublesome day.' Ja'far thought as he walked towards his house, 'Maybe I should quit my job. Nah, need some money for the rent. Might take ages to find another job that isn't as degrading.' he thought, as he opened up, and headed straight for bed. 'Not that it's going to be any better tomorrow, though. I have to meet up with that schmuck, he did save us from detention though. Wonder what kind of information he wants.' Ja'far wondered, as he dived into bed. Soon enough he fell asleep as well.
The next day, he was awoken by a knock on his door. He lazily got up as he walked towards the door, as he shouted, ''Masrur, glad you're not breaking in, but-'' at the door he met up with Yunan. ''Oh, it's you. Go away.'' Ja'far said, attemting to slam the door shut, but Yunan slammed the door open, with a cheerful grin on his face. ''Nonsense. Goodmorning, my friend~'' he said, as he waltzed in, ''I brought breakfast.'' he said, before looking at Ja'far who flushed, and tried to hide, well, what he wanted to hide. ''That's your outfit from work, looks good.'' Yunan commented.
''At least give me time to redress, before you barge in. Also, don't barge into my house. This isn't community service!'' Ja'far scolded, as he headed to his room to put his school uniform on. ''Ehr, what?'' Yunan asked, cocking his head. ''Never mind.'' Ja'far scolded, as he quickly threw his school uniform on, and returned to the living room, ''How did you get my adress?'' he asked. ''I have my sources.'' was Yunan's mysterious reply.
''Meaning I don't get to know.'' Ja'far grumbled, was it too much to ask for his house to be his house rather than an open house for every freaking body. ''I just came for breakfast, and to give you this.'' Yunan said, handing Ja'far a package. ''What is this?'' Ja'far asked, as he sat down, taking one of the buns that Yunan had brought, figuring he might as well enjoy his free breakfast, one that didn't cause him to be late. The cinnamon flavour they had were great.
''The gift for principal Ugo, you didn't think you had to buy it yourselves, right? It was a lie I made up.'' Yunan explained. ''It's fair that you give it then.'' Ja'far retorted. ''Yeah, but that would make my lie a lie, wouldn't it? You guys just got out of detention, don't get back there by telling something like that. Besides, Aladdin and I have another gift for him.'' Yunan said. ''I don't get your logic, but thanks.'' Ja'far said, putting the package on his table.
''Couldn't you have given this during our meet up today though?'' he asked Yunan, who got a miscevious grin the second this question was asked. ''Wait, let me guess, wouldn't be as much fun?'' Ja'far asked, and Yunan nodded. ''Besides, meeting you later on, means I will recieve the requested information later on as well.'' Yunan replied, as he took some paper out of his bag, Ja'far noticed there was something printed on it.
''The information you want about Sin, right?'' Ja'far asked, recalling their conversation from yesterday, as he took the paper. ''You remembered! Amazing memory you've got there. I'd like you to fill in these simple questions.'' Yunan said. Ja'far quickly scanned them, before asking, ''Why the excessive obsession with Sin? And if it's that important, why not ask Sin himself?''
''Sinbad is a man of interesting habits. Even I don't seem to get his bold ideas. I wondered how you keep up with his behavior, and more importantly, why you can read him so easily.'' Yunan said. Ja'far swallowed, this guy was weird, and it had seemed that the weird fascination he had gained for Sin was being turned to him as well. ''I don't take kindly to people who are noisy.'' he replied.
''I know.'' Yunan said. ''But fill out that form if you please. It's the least you can do.'' Yunan said, as he got up. ''I've got somewhere else I need to be.'' he added. ''Wait.'' Ja'far said, as Yunan was about to leave. ''Something wrong?'' Yunan asked. ''Why me? You helped Sharrkan too, and he's on the same team as Sin. If you want as much information as you can, then why not ask him as well.'' Ja'far asked. ''Because, you hold more useful information, deary.'' Yunan said, before waltzing out of the house. Ja'far was grossed out, not even Sinbad called him pet names. He eyed the clock as he realized that it was about time to go to school. He quickly put the papers into his bag, before heading towards school.
Once more, first hour was Pisti's class. Ja'far assumed that would've given him some time to fill in the papers. But it seemed like for the first time since ages, she had her heart set on teaching a very interesting lesson of biology. ''The art of touchy and feely has been known since mankind.'' she stated, before pointing towards a rather explicit poster she had hung on the wall. ''Sex is something we generally don't talk about in public, but you high school monkeys brag about it. But the path leading to sex is more than just kisses, and cooties, and naked humans. Essentialy, it's about hormones, yes.'' she explained, making nearly everyone in the class blush.
''We forget how vital gestures are, and why our bodies react to it. I'd like the groups from the homework assignment to team up and give a presentation on their assigned subjects.'' Pisti told her class, holding up some envelopes, with the subjects within in it. 'With Sharrkan and Hinahoho, they are as bold as one can get, so this might work out.' Ja'far thought, not comfortable with this subject at all.
''Here you go.'' Pisti said, as she handed the first subject to Ja'far. He opened it, and blushed right away. Sharrkan, who had been sitting close to him, peeked to see what was on it. ''Kisses.'' he said, and Ja'far nodded. Soon enough, the entire class had their assignments, and of course had to study among themselves as Pisti was making a plan when which group had to do their presentation.
''Everyone knows how to kiss. What does she want us to explain about this?'' Sharrkan asked, not getting why Pisti was a teacher in the first place. ''We could go over techniques, and why a kiss is more than just pressing lips together.'' Hinahoho opted. ''Or the diseases you can get.'' Ja'far deadpanned. ''I vote for Hinahoho's idea.'' Sharrkan said, and Ja'far had to agree it was probably more appealing. ''Why don't we study at my place tonight? I've got the night off for once.'' Ja'far said, and Sharrkan agreed.
''I can't. My wife said she needed my help with redecorating her room. She likes to move the furnitures every once in a while.'' Hinahoho said. ''Then it's just gonna be us.'' Sharrkan said, ''We'll tell you what we have created tomorrow.'' he added. Secretly, he didn't mind at all, it gave a great oppertunity to ask Ja'far what he was expecting tomorrow for the get-together. Ja'far nodded along, a bit too awkwardly if you asked Sharrkan. For now, he just shrugged it off. Maybe the silverette was nervous about meeting that weird person from yesterday.
He nudged Ja'far shoulder, ''Want me to join you when you meet up with that weird person from yesterday?'' he whispered. ''Thanks, but no thanks. He already passed my house, which appears to be some clubhouse, rather than my house.'' Ja'far whispered back. ''Oh, okay. Anyhow, what did he want?'' Sharrkan asked in a hushed voice. ''He gave me some questions, I have to fill them in. I'll do that later today.'' Ja'far said. ''Give me those.'' Sharrkan said.
Ja'far furrowed his eyebrows, before handing over the papers. Sharrkan nodded seemingly interested as he studied them, before he fished a pencil out of his bag, wrote something, put it into the envelope where their assignment had been in, and handed it to Masrur, telling the taller man to give it Yunan. Masrur nodded, as he passed the envelope on. ''What did you do?'' Ja'far managed to maintain his hushed voice, even though he was panacking. ''I solved that for you, thank me later.'' Sharrkan said, watching as Yunan opened the enveloppe. Though, Sharrkan had anticipated for the other to snap, the weird student gave a grin, and the sign for 'ok'.
''Thanks, I suppose.'' Ja'far said, still wondering what Sharrkan had written. The rest of the day was seemingly okay. History was kinda special, because Ja'far got to tutor Sinbad. It was a bliss. Sinbad clearly enjoyed it as well, and had claimed Ja'far later on for the rest of the day during recess, before throwing the silverette over his shoulder and running off to god knows where with Ja'far.
''So, how was your make-out session with Sinbad?'' Sharrkan asked later that evening when they were studying at Ja'far place. ''It wasn't a make out session. Sinbad had been showing me the game plans for tomorrow, and where the equipment for first aid was, because I'm filling in tomorrow for the one that usually takes care of any injuries.'' Ja'far explained, with flushed cheeks. ''Sure.'' Sharrkan said with a cheeky grin.
''It's true.'' Ja'far defended. ''Well, you have been improving, who knows how devious you can get? Maybe you have your own plans for Vegas by now.'' Sharrkan retorted. ''That still doesn't appeal to me, baka-coach. Instead you should coach me through this school project. I expect a lot of my first kiss.'' Ja'far said. Sharrkan blinked a few times, processing the information he just recieved. ''Your first kiss.'' he repeated slowly.
Ja'far had wide eyes before he said, ''My first kiss from Sin, I meant my first kiss from Sin.'' he said quickly. ''You are a lip-virgin, aren't you?'' Sharrkan said, a brilliant grin folding on his lips. ''No, I'm not.'' Ja'far firmly denied, but even Sharrkan's mind knew that was a lie. ''That's perfect.'' Sharrkan nearly exclaimed. ''The fact that I'm a lip-virgin isn't that great.'' Ja'far deadpanned, before realising he just admitted his lie.
''Not that I actually am.'' he added. ''Yeah, yeah, hide it all you want. All day I've been thinking about what should happen tomorrow, and now, thanks to miss Pisti's teaching, I've got it. Your date tomorrow should end with a kiss.'' Sharrkan said. ''A...a kiss.'' Ja'far stuttered. ''Isn't that too soon, I mean, shouldn't I...'' he tried to make excuses, but Sharrkan shook his head. ''You've got to bust a move, and fast. I've been talking to Masrur, and figured we weren't making that much progress at all. So, a kiss would be a great step.'' Sharrkan lectured.
''But a kiss defines a relationship, and I'm not sure if I...'' Ja'far nearly bit his lip. ''That is the dream anyway. If you really want to be as comitted as you told be me, then you are ready for this. So, do you want Sinbad or not?'' Sharrkan asked. ''I do, I really do.'' Ja'far said, not hesitating for a moment. Being with Sin is what he always wanted, he couldn't give up now. ''So a kiss it is.'' Sharrkan said. ''Wait! We are forgetting something here.'' Ja'far said, this time sounding more insecure.
''Your not backing out, are you?'' Sharrkan asked. ''I am not, but I've never kissed. According to you, I'm what you call a lip-virgin. I can't kiss someone like Sin, if I've never kissed before. What if I suck?'' Ja'far complained. ''So? Your first kiss should be with Sinbad, that's romantic. A precious memory the both of you will cherish. Besides, not a single person does a great job on their first kiss. Okay, maybe two or three couples do, but it's far-fetched to be that perfect.'' Sharrkan said.
''So, what was your first kiss like then?'' Ja'far dared to ask. Sharrkan tried to look mysteriously as he said, ''I can tell you, but you'll have to keep that a secret.'' Ja'far nodded, it was the first time he would hear about his coach's precious person. ''My first kiss,'' Sharrkan started but before he could continue, he heard a sound.
''What was that?'' he asked, it was kinda loud. ''Probably another high school burglar.'' Ja'far said flipantly, before scooching closer to Sharrkan, almost sitting on the taller silverette's lap and asked, ''You were telling about your first kiss, is it that special?'' Sharrkan's eyes got a special glint, before he said, ''My first kiss, ah yes, I remember.'' Ja'far listened in, as his heart was pounding. This was so exciting. But before Sharrkan could tell him anything, a part of his ceiling collapsed. Sharrkan quickly threw himself over Ja'far before any parts could hit the petite silverette, making Ja'far yelp, ''Sharrkan!'' But he didn't recieve an answer.