What jail has to offer ch.2
A/N: FINALLY I got up the effort to work on my stories! What some of you are all been waiting for, the second chapter of What Jail Has to Offer, is ready to read! Basically, it's the first day of the rest of Tamaki's life and he has to get through: showering, eating and working with all the other jail mates. Boy, is he lucky to have Kyouya by his side, huh? If you don't like yaoi, don't read.
What jail has to offer
I woke to the sound of clanging.
"Wake up, prisoners. Breakfast." I heard an officer say. I opened my eyes and got up. It looks like I fell on the floor while I was asleep. Then I could hear another voice. A gruff voice. I jumped until I realized it was Kyouya.
"How come you get so grumpy when you wake?" I asked carefully as we were walking.
"I have a hard time waking up in the morning due to being AB." He answered.
I looked around at the other prisoners and at the officers walking by us. "Where are we going?"
Kyouya looked at me. "the cafeteria."
"Oh. So, is the food okay?"
"It depends on what you think is 'okay'."
I gulped and turned with everyone else to the place we were headed. I walked to a line for food. I picked up a tray and glided it down the surface for the food. First, bland grits plopped on the main course section of the tray. Then burnt toast was dropped on one of the sides. Then something with hair was put in the last section.
"Uuh...WHAT is that?" I asked Kyouya.
"No one knows. And just for the record, don't eat it."
I gulped and was shocked that there wasn't no drink. Not even water. I sighed and followed Kyouya to an empty table. Well, EMPTY may be a wrong word. More like, he sat down and everyone else ran from the table with their trays. I slowly sat down on the other side of him and looked at the people that ran. They were trying to scoot in already-filled tables. I felt bad for Kyouya. Everyone was scared of him just because of what he did, not even asking why.
I sighed and ate. I took a glance to the side while trying to choke down the toast to find a muscle-head stare at me I leaned forward to whisper to Kyouya.
"Who is that?"
"Who's who?" He asked, looking up at me.
"That guy that's staring at me. Is he planning to beat me up or something?" He looked where I was looking and went back to eating, "That's Shuya, and THAT look is the look of wanting to take you."
I gulped, "W-WHAT?! T-TAKE ME?" I clamped my hand over my mouth at my outburst, almost everyone stared at us then. Kyouya ignored them and continued eating.
"Be more quiet, baka." Kyouya sighed. I nodded and finished eating the slop called food, not even bothering to eat the fluidly stuff with hair.
After breakfast, Kyouya explained that now we go to the showers.
"Uuh...Do we HAVE to go to showers?"
"Yes. Unless you want to go in the hole." Kyouya gestured out the window toward chicken houses.
I gulped and sighed.
"Just don't drop your soap and you'll be alright."
I nodded, "T-thanks."
We entered a white room with shower heads on the walls. As I walked toward one by Kyouya, all of them started at once. I sighed in relieve as the warm water pounded my skin. I got my hair wet and reached for the soap when it, like magic, slipped off the holder right when I was going to grab it. I looked around and blushed deeply while staring at the bar of cleanliness laying on the tile floor. I looked over at Kyouya, he was too worked up getting done with his own shower. I gulped before I heard someone with a gruff voice whisper behind me.
"Are you actually going to leave your soap on the floor? For shame." I jumped, looking over my shoulder to find that guy, Shuya, looking down on me, he smelled like cigarettes and the grits.
"Well, uh, you're standing pretty close to me, so that's one reason I don't feel comfortable picking it up...and...uh..." He got closer to me and gripped my ass.
"Pick. It. Up, Hoe." He growled, stabbing my thigh with his erection. I whimpered and began to pick it up when I heard a grunt and a thud, feeling the disturbing objects leave their place on me in-between. I turned sharply to find Shuya knocked out on a tile wall. I looked to find Kyouya huffing, fists up and they looked pretty broken.
"Don't call him a hoe again, trash." He growled, pulling Shuya up by his hair, everyone was looking at us with wide eyes. When the guards ran in, they acted like they didn't notice.
"What seems to be the problem here, inmates?" One of the guards with a crew cut asked, looking at us three.
"I-inmate Kyouya started beating me up for no reason" Shuya lied innocently, I glared at him.
"No he didn't! Let me tell you the story, You see-" I tried before the other guard interrupted.
"We don't want to hear it. For this unruly behavior, I'm ordering BOTH inmate Kyouya and inmate Shuya in the hole!" Two more guards came in and pushed Kyouya and Shuya out the door and made them get dressed.
"As for the rest of you, showers are over! Now get back in your cells." the crew-cut officer yelled, leaving. We followed and got dressed.
As I laid in my cell, in my bunk, I thought about what happened and suddenly got angry. 'They didn't even ask for poor KYOUYA'S side of the story. They just push him around. It makes me sick!' I kicked the top bunk angrily. Then I heard the familiar clanking on the cell door.
"Hey, new guy! Time to go outside, maybe you can work off that anger problem." A guard growled, opening my cell and I followed everyone to the field. I didn't even know what to do and with Kyouya not around, what am I going to do? I sighed and sat down on a bench in the shade while everyone else went for basketball or something else. I thought some more before I heard a familiar voice.
"Hey, suoh! What're you doing sitting over here?" It was that guy I talked to when I first came here.
"Oh, hi! Just not in the mood to do anything right now."
"Well, you better be soon, or the guards will beat you to do something."
"Ugh! No rest, uh? By the way, I didn't catch your name." I looked at him as he sat down beside me.
"Tohru Misami." He answered, tilting his cap with the prison's emblem on it.
"Nice to meet you, Tohru."
"You too, Tamaki."
"Wait, how do you know my name?" I asked, chocking my head in question.
"I walked by when you got assigned your number."
"Oh."
"Yah. And I've noticed you and Ootori got close." He chuckled.
"Yah. He really is a nice guy."
"REALLY? But I heard he beat some guy up in the showers today." I gulped.
"The guy he beat up started it."
"Yah, I heard. Shuya, right? He tried to deflower me too when I first came."
My mouth dropped open, "WHAT?! Doesn't he know that causes AIDS?"
"I think that's why he does it." Tohru shrugged, "Well, gotta get back to exercising before I get in trouble, bye!"
"Bye!" I waved back.
After the activities I got forced back in cell 47 and I paced around, hoping Kyouya was alright. I began to think about what Tohru said to me and sighed, laying down and falling asleep when they said 'lights out'
~~~~Line break~~~~
After a week, Kyouya came back to the cell exhausted. I stood up and smiled.
"Hey, Kyouya! Welcome back." I said, trying to cheer us both up. He smirked a little.
"Hey, Tamaki." He said before he climbed up to his bunk and laid down.
"Um..." I began, feeling awkward, "Was it hot in there?"
"Yah. I swear they have nothing better to do then to make us suffer." He sighed, rolling over to look at me.
"That's SO right! I mean it's only been a MONTH and I feel like going on a rampage!" I growled, glaring out of the cell. I looked back at Kyouya when I felt him staring. After I looked at him I noticed he was smiling, almost chuckling. "What's so funny?" I huffed, crossing my arms on my chest
"It's just that you act so serious, but then you act like a kid who didn't get what he wanted." He chuckled.
I glared at him, "I am not a kid!" I blushed angrily. He sat up and jumped down to stroke my cheek,
"Oh really? Then why don't you stop getting so flustered at my comment." I blushed deeper at the contact I was receiving and flinched away.
"W-why did you do that?"
"What? Did that scare you? Oh, you must still be shaken by what Shuya was trying to do."
"N-no it didn't scare me, I was just surprised!" What was going on? When Shuya was doing what he did to me a week before I just felt scared, but with Kyouya I feel...hot. I gasped, I couldn't be...falling in LOVE with my cellmate, could I?
~~~~Kyouya's POV~~~~
I looked at the flustered blond in question. If he wasn't scared, but surprised, then WHY does he look so flustered? He does look sexy. I blushed myself at how cute he was. I realized something after he was rubbing his forearm nervously, he had a budge in his jail slacks. I smirked and moved closer to him.
"Could it be you are falling in love with me, Tamaki-kun?" I cooed. He blushed ANOTHER shade of red and stuttered.
"U-uh...well...I don't know." He whispered huskily.
I sighed and kissed him.
~~~~Tamaki's POV~~~~~
W-what?! Kyouya...is KISSING me.