Note: Sorry for the mistakes and OOC-ness.
The loud scraping of the chairs caught the attention of a brown haired boy who was busy checking his bag for the notebooks he needed for their self-study session. Startled, Furihata looked up to find two figures casually plopping down on the chair in front of him with questioning gazes thrown at him. What now?
"What is it?" he asked curiously.
"Well…we heard something weird this morning and it somehow connects…or rather it's about you," Kawahara Koichi started, staring straight at him.
Hearing that perturbed Furihata even more, making him frown his brows and clip his lips he asked, "About me?"
The two nodded slowly, arising his curiosity for that certain 'something weird' he doesn't even know about. What rumor could his friend have heard this morning? It doesn't seem to be good.
He waited for them to speak again and fortunately he didn't have to wait long as his taller friend spoke up.
"It's quite bothersome honestly and…" he scratched the back of his head seemingly disturbed, "funny…but is it true that you've actually confessed to our student council president? That you like him like that, we mean Akashi Seijuurou," his friend chuckled awkwardly.
For a moment his faced remained blank, waiting for his brain to process the words his friends has uttered to him. His eyes widened, mouth opening and closing without him noticing, making him look like a fish out of water. Upon apprehension, he could only mutter an intelligent… "Huh?"
With the revelation, his two other friends, Kagami and Kuroko, who was sitting behind him, perked up in curiosity upon hearing the question. They walked closer at the trio and took their own seats near the stunned Furihata.
"Seriously Furi?" his redheaded friend asked in disbelief, "Are you out of your mind?" Kagami added with a scoff. Kuroko just kept quiet while waiting for Furihata's answer.
Now surrounded by his four close friends, the sophomore brunette woke up from his stupor. He abruptly bolted up to his seat noisily scratching the floor with the chairs feet, and heedlessly shouted a loud, "NOOO!" which gained everyone's attention inside the classroom. The entire crowd's eyes were at him, blinking and looking at him with surprise marring on their faces but the latter took no notice of that. He slammed his palms on his table and leaned at his friends faces, making Kawahara and Fukuda back away slightly, startled at the sudden invasion of personal space, "Of course not! Where did you hear that stupid rumor?" his eyebrows crossed in the incredulity of the words.
Mindful to his classmates' undivided attention, Fukuda smiled awkwardly at them with an apologetic nod as if telling them to continue what they were formerly doing before the whole fiasco. Seeing that the situation doesn't include them, their classmates returned to their work, albeit some was kind of wary at them.
On the other hand, Kawahara held the brunette's shoulder to push him a wee bit away from him, calming the other boy with a soft pat. Puffing a breath, Furihata let himself be push without resistance and returned to his seat not severing the look he gave to his friends.
"Pipe down Furihata. Don't be so overreacting…you're voice is too loud. You've actually disturbed the class," the shave-headed guy commented evenly.
Huffing, "I am not overreacting. I am reacting to the absurdity of that sentence. How can you assume I like Akashi-san romantically? For God's sake I never remember confessing to him!" he complained in an obvious exasperation but his voice now much lower than before. "Where the heck did you hear that rumor? That's totally absurd!" He whined in annoyance. Those stupid rumormongers can all go to hell!
He looked straight at his friends waiting for their answers. On the side, Kagami and Kuroko just listen to their discussion.
"That's why we're asking you," Fukuda sighed, "We've been bothered after hearing that rumor spreading through the entire school," the guy explained.
"We don't know where it came from but we heard it from some first year students just this morning. It was a shock to us honestly. We're really afraid that you're gay but glad that's not the case," Kawahara and Fukuda laughed at that, a bit jokingly. That didn't ring nicely on Furihata's ears. His face wrinkled in a frown and lips pursed. "That would've been bothersome, right Kuroko, Kagami?"
Realizing the persons' name being called, Furihata immediately looked at the duo on his right. The redhead looked shock for a good ten seconds before it shifted into a smile, obviously bothered and forced. Beside Kagami, Kuroko blankly stared at the other duo, but somehow Furihata could see the blue irises expand a little bit, looking rather disturbed. That troubled the brunette arduously.
"But how did that rumor started?" Kawahara pondered loudly to himself.
Without responding, he leaned against his chair, "Then what if that rumor's true and I'm gay? You'd avoid me," he spat rather accusingly. A pair of brown eyes eyed them carefully while lips protruded skeptically.
He met the shock faces of his four friends, not really expecting the inquiry.
"What's with the sudden question? Furi, you just said that – "
"Just answer me honestly…because I awfully hate people who judge other people's sexuality. Their sexuality is theirs. It is not right to be prejudice against them just because they don't harbor feelings to the opposite sex. Isn't that only stupidity saying?" Furihata could see in his peripheral vision that his best friend and the bluenette was looking at him thoroughly, though he wasn't sure what their expressions were.
Fukuda frowned, "Don't go all preaching us without even hearing our opinions."
Furihata straightened his shoulder with that, "But you said…"
"We didn't say anything Furi, you assumed," Kawahara couldn't help but release a mirthful chuckle, "You're face looks horribly funny," he commented before going into a full-blown laugh.
Fukuda just smiled at Kawahara's antics, shaking his head, "We don't judge them Furi. In all honesty we don't really care. We've come up to a decision before coming here that we will accept you whatever your preference towards the person you'll like. We just didn't explain it clearly."
"I heard you say you're afraid that I was gay, isn't that contradicting your words?" Furihata asked stubbornly. He was really happy at his friends' decision, not only for him but also for Kagami and Kuroko. It's nice to know that there are still people who broadened their mind for this kind of situation, and fortunately it's someone they know. At least with that, his best friends won't be afraid of revealing their real score to their other friends. Still, that "sentence" really bothered him to no end.
"Oh…that," Kawahara piped out, "we're just afraid you'd make a move at us. I know you know how good looking we are, but I'm sorry… We're afraid it will damage our friendship," the shave-headed guy jeered, laughing out loud. Regardless of the joke, he could see the sincerity in those two pools of black eyes.
Despite being the center of the gag, Furihata still couldn't help feeling relieved at the revelation of his friends. The heavy burden somewhat lifted off his shoulder making him sigh and put a gleeful smile on his face. Checking his friends on his right, he also noticed the bashful smile Kagami wore and Kuroko's gentle expression. Hearing Kawahara and Fukuda say that really helps.
"Even if I was batting the other side, I would never like your type Kawahara," he jibed back at his friend.
With that comment, everyone laughed jovially save for the person being targeted and Kuroko's soft chuckles.
Kawahara nudged Fukuda teasingly, "It includes you, so don't laugh," but the taller guy just shrugged at him, still smiling.
"Idiot," Furihata muttered audibly.
"Says the person who fails the mock exam," Kawahara retorted.
"Shut up," he threw him a playful glare.
Realizing that they were way over their initial conversation, Fukuda cleared his throat.
"Anyway, back to the topic," he started, silencing his friends "If the rumor's not true, how did it started? What made them spread that rumor? What can they get from that, from you?" he pondered, discerning the situation critically.
Kuroko popped in, "Did you do something that made them think that? I mean, did you talk to him or perhaps your action says someth – "
"Wait…" he interjected, "You're right, I did talk to him." Looking at his friends with an understanding expression, "Damn! Now I remember! I've got a positive idea how it started."
"How?" Kuroko asked in a monotone voice but laced with inquisitiveness.
"Why did you talk with him?" Kagami inquired.
"What did you talk about?" Kawahara followed.
"…" It was Fukuda.
Surprised at the series of questions, Furihata smiled awkwardly, "One question at a time," he mumbled coherently before sighing. The next moment the brunette spilled everything that happens this morning, from how it started till how it ended, excluding the reason behind it.
Finishing his story, the brown haired sophomore found several kinds of expression on the faces of his friends. Kawahara was laughing. Fukuda pulled bouts of merry chuckle. Kuroko just blankly stare at him. And Kagami looked at him foolishly, as if asking, "You're dumb, aren't you?"
Oh he voiced that out.
Kuroko elbowed his lover not so gently without showing any emotion. Kagami 'umph-ed' at that while sneering at his boyfriend who cared less. "Are serious about that Furihata-kun? It's Akashi-kun we're talking about here."
"Yeah, he's the least person you want to be acquainted with," Kagami commented dryly.
"He's not that bad," the bluenette defended his cousin.
"Actually, he's quite scary in my opinion," Fukuda added with a nervous smile.
"Yeah, I agree. I honestly don't wish to stand even a second in front of him, what more to talk to him, no way!" Kawahara nodded. A lopsided smile still pasted on his lips but Furihata ignored that.
"He has his good side though," Kuroko added, but didn't deny the statement of his friends against Akashi. The red hair president does look really scary.
"Yeah, yeah," the redhead drawled. Another elbow on his gut was granted to him. Kagami winced.
Furihata winced as well. That must be painful. To save his friend, he answered.
"It already happens so," he shrugged, "Plus, it must be a good thing to know him better."