Longest chapter so far¡, hope you enjoy it because I´ve been sneaking a bit from my finals just to write a bit more thank you for your reviews and favs and all of that¡ you make my day.
DICLAIMER: As always K project is not mine, I mean, I would probably turn it into a yaoi anime…a smutty one…so no.
Chapter 3:
"He's been hitting that poor, innocent pillow since he came back from school." Anna commented casually.
Izumo smiled and continued cleaning his precious glasses.
"He's always like that, maybe he's frustrated".
"I can hear both of you perfectly well from here!" Kusanagi sweat-dropped and faked another smile.
"It seems Yata-Chan is a little bit angry."
"Uh?" Anna, being the cute girl she is, looked at Misaki questionably.
The boy calmed himself down. Anna was a girl and he couldn't bring himself to insult her. Or any woman.
"It's nothing Anna-Chan, I'm mad at some stupid guy at school. With his pretty face and sassy attitude! The guy's a douche! Right Mikoto-San?"
Suoh was currently reading a book calmly, listening to Yata's lapse of rage. He was mature enough to control his anger a bit differently than the impulsive, ginger boy.
"I don't care."
"B-but Mikoto-San! Don't you want to punch him right on the face?"
"That would only bring problems. The guy's used to attention, let's not give him that."
Yata didn't understand the ways of Suoh's thinking. On the other hand, Izumo did. He nodded and carried Anna to her room. It was pretty late for a child to be listening to a raging, hormonal teen.
"I told him to get out of our way." He commented, scanning the book's page carefully.
"I don't think he's that bad."
The youngest of the three jaw dropped immediately.
"For fuck's sake, Izumo! The rich bastard insulted me and ALL homras!".
"He only insulted you, actually."
"A little support here, please!"
Mikoto rolled his eyes.
"Whatever."
"I'll go to sleep; I need to save energy to kick that girly boy's face HAHA he'll be down with a single punch!" And Yata went to bed, still rambling to himself about ways to pick up fights and kick the new kid's ass.
Izumo sighed and took out a cigarette. He offered Suoh one, who took it gladly.
"How is it going with the bar?"
Kusanagi clenched his teeth tightly.
"Not so good. The stupid tickets keep coming. I tried to talk some sense to the lawyer; he said he was only receiving orders." The feeling of the nicotine filling his lungs was like a comfortable relief.
"From who?"
"The bastard who wants to close the bar of course, the owner of 'Scepter4' banks."
Their situation was bad.
Now that Mikoto had no money to pay taxes for the bar, the government wanted to shut the whole place down, so they asked for a lend as quickly as possible. They hadn't realized of the big mistake they made when the money they owed to Scepter4 couldn't even fit in a check for how many zeros it had.
So, now they wanted to close the place and destroy it to build some kind of mall or some shit.
It angered Mikoto not being able to do anything for the hopeless children that lived there. What will Anna do? She was young and innocent, what about Yata? The poor boy was so temperamental Suoh doubted a family could handle him, and what about him? This was his home, but he barely had money to get into college next year, much less to pay a millionaire debt.
"But enough sour talking how was your day at school?"
"For the first time Yata is right, the new boy IS a nuisance."
"Is he? Why?"
"He was a blue. It was printed all over his face."
Izumo smiled knowingly.
"I don't understand the hate, I know those boys are rich and pompous, but I think that's just the way there were risen."
"Let's hope that is the case. I don't like the boy either way."
Mikoto picked up his jacket with the intention to leave.
"Have you ever thought that, love and hate are moved by the same forces, I mean, both are very powerful feelings, Mikoto-San."
Suoh watched him confused.
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"Oh nothing! I'm just rambling because I'm very sleepy! Good night!"
Kusanagi escaped the room because the atmosphere was turning so dense; he thought he could choke in it.
"Someday you'll understand, Mikoto-San."
'ew, ew, ew'.
Was the only thing running around his head every time his eyes focused on the...thing homra's students called food.
"Is this even eatable?" Of course no answer came. Apparently Suoh and Yata weren't the only ones that loathed him since day one.
All the students sat far away from him every class and every single lunch time.
'It's not like I care anyways!'
Although, a little part of him still craved the attention he received back in his previous school. After all, how wouldn't miss those squeaky clean bathrooms, that gourmet menu and those letters from secret admirers he received every single day? He certainly did.
Everybody loved him! He was like a freaking celebrity...but here...everyone seemed to have a surly expression on their faces and an incredible lack of fashion sense.
The nerve.
He picked up his fork and poked what seemed to be a...what the fuck was that!
"I see you're enjoying your middle class meal, right your majesty?"
It was that ginger boy again. Munakata swore he was getting a headache.
"Would you mind? I don't want your saliva to be dripping on my food, it makes me sick."
Yata crashed his fist on the table.
"Seeing your face makes me sick."
"Is that so? I could've said otherwise, maybe you like my face too much to stop looking at it."
"You little bast..."
"Yata, what did I tell you? Leave the guy alone."
Reisi's eyes shone with glee after his eyes landed on the tall redhead. His scowl turned into a seductive grin.
"Yes, you ought to listen to what you friend here says; he must be very wise after all."
The words slipped from his mouth easily and smoothly. Suoh could see how of an experienced seducer the new boy was and by the narcissistic expression on his face, Mikoto knew he was used to getting his way each time.
"Whatever, stay out of our way."
Munakata clenched his fists tightly. Was this guy turning HIM down?
"Are you turning me down!"
"Have you asked me something?"
"No! But when I seduce you you're supposed to ask me for a date and THEN I can turn YOU down!"
"It's not working, let me tell you."
Munakata groaned.
"I swear this is the last time I try to reduce myself to seduce YOU, I'm Munakata Reisi son of the owner of most powerful chain of banks known as 'Scepter4', and no one, NO ONE ever rejects me!."
Munakata's desperate little speech brought the attention of the whole cafeteria. Curious eyes looked at the pair with anticipation and some with extreme confusion. It couldn't have been more awkward.
"Wait...did you say 'Scepter4'?"
"I'm surprised you can even pronounce it properly, but yes I did" He spat angrily.
Mikoto couldn't believe it.
This insufferable, annoying boy could be their only hope to save the bar.
Yata looked at him weirdly.
"Mikoto-San?"
"Are you free tonight?" Asked Mikoto after what seemed to be an eternity later.
Yata swore he counted a hundred dropped jaws at the redhead's words. Make that a hundred and one counting his own.
Reisi widened his violet eyes and his pretty mouth made a cute 'o' shape.
Of course he quickly shook it off and came back to his usual cheeky grin.
"Was that so hard?"
"M-Mikoto-San, what are you doing!".
"But I won't fall that easily anymore. If you really want to date me, you're going to have to court me."
Suddenly, Suoh restrained himself from groaning and punch that sassy grin off his smudgy face.
But he didn't. The bar and his family mattered more than his pride.
"Have it your way."
Munakata smiled with triumph. Why did he even doubt his blessed looks? Some things just didn't have explanation.
"Good, very good. Why don't you take me to the exit? Classes are already over after all."
Suoh nodded heavily and frowned.
Reisi started walking with Suoh by his side, towering him like a protective boyfriend. He really felt sick.
"I don't even know your name."
"Mikoto Suoh."
"I'm Munakata Reisi, IF you hadn't realized of course." He said blatantly.
"What a beautiful name."
"Really?" Reisi asked hopefully.
"No."
"What a horrible boyfriend you are."
"I'm not your boyfriend."
"Yet."
"Says who?"
"You are trying to seduce me."
"Yeah, right."
Mikoto was wondering if this was all that mattered to Reisi. The bluenette knew Mikoto didn't really like him, but he was still eager to receive his attention.
The boy walked with a straight position and his vibes were arrogant, but even like that Mikoto knew there was more to this rich kid. Problem was, he wasn't interested to find out.
After they reached the exit, Suoh heard Yata running after the pair, lost of breath and red from tiredness, Yata finally stood besides Mikoto.
"You...walk...too...fast" He said between little breaths.
"Fushimi-Kun!" Both redheads turned around to watch Munakata running up to a young man.
Mikoto groaned.
"Another blue."
"Uh..."
Suoh looked at Yata intently. Was Yata...blushing?
The ginger looked in awe at Fushimi's pale complexion. From his dark strands of hair, to the bluest eyes he had ever seen, everything about this boy seemed so...
Fushimi struggled to get free from another one of Reisi's annoying and constricting hugs, as he freed himself from Munakata's lithe body, his eyes caught the sight of a very interesting ginger.
A huge smirk appeared on his face when he noticed the rosy tint on the ginger's full cheeks.
"Who is that?" He asked, without taking his eyes apart from the short young man.
"That...is the biggest nuisance I've ever met."
"Introduce me."
"Are you mad? I'm so not doing that."
Honestly, that stupid boy and Saru were giving each other 'The eyes'. It was weird, to say the least.
"Munakata..."
"Oh no! No, no, Saruhiko that voice won't work with me, I'm trying to save your life."
"Reisi, if you do this I'll owe you a big-fat-ass favor."
The pair of friends was now talking between whispers. Mikoto and Yata kept on waiting for them. At least Yata was, Suoh just wanted to stay away from the bluenette as far away as he possible.
"I'll buy you a new jacket." Reisi shook his head.
"Already have ten of them."
"I'll get you the new Channel catalogue."
"Are you kidding? I have like four."
"Damn it you rich brat!"
Saru was exasperated, this was the first time in a very long time someone caught his attention, and it was had to be a pretty ginger boy with an ass to die for!
"Munakata I swear if you don't..."
"You're going to shave."
Fushimi stopped his words.
What was that little devil implying?
"I'm going to...what?"
"Shave. The. Pubes."
"WHAT! I'm not doing that girly shit you do!"
"Are you sure? Yata looks a bit tired, oh my! Maybe he wants to leave already".
The pouty mouth of Munakata and his risen eyebrows added extra pressure.
"...FINE! ...I'll shave...just once"
"Yes!"
Reisi grabbed his skinny wrist and half dragged him to Yata.
"Fushimi this is Yata the ex convict, ex convict this is my handsome friend Saruhiko Fushimi. Now if you excuse me, I have to go and heat up some wax and cream."
The trio looked at him horrified.
Saru thought Munakata could've done a better job at the introduction, but that didn't matter at the moment. Not when a pair of deep, amber eyes were looking right into your soul.
Noticing Fushimi's heated stare, Yata faked a frowzy expression and disinterested glare. But, it didn't really work out with the blush on his face.
"Are you one of those irritating blues?"
"Uh?"
"Are you like that bitchy face?"
So he was talking about Munakata.
Saruhiko smiled, finally someone agreed with his concept of Reisi's feminine face.
"Not really, I could call myself a pacifist, actually."
Yata ditched his angry face.
"Could you be anymore gay?"
The question was intended to be rude, but parts of Saru liked and enjoy Yata's sour language. Maybe he was masochist after all.
"Why the hell are you smirking about?"
"Oh, nothing, I was thinking."
"About what?" He tried his best to not sound interested.
"You."
Yata blusher for the fifth time, he was considering going to see a doctor, those blushes and girly shit couldn't have been provoked by that monkey!
"You and how much I would like to take you out sometime."
Munakata was secretly watching the whole flirtation going on.
Of course that ginger wouldn't accept! If his friend rejected Reisi the first time there was just no way that...
"We'll see damn monkey."
What!
Fushimi grinned. That was a total yes in his language and if it hadn't then he'll make sure to change his mind. This boy wasn't escaping him.
After they parted separated ways, with an offended Munakata and a triumphant Fushimi, Suoh and Yata walked silently to the bar.
"Whatever it is you're going to tell me I suggest you to spit it out at this instant." Said Yata, his chestnut eyes were focused straight, but he could feel the intent stare Suoh was giving him.
"You blushed."
"SO WHAT! Anyone can blush!"
"You blushed...at some guy."
"I have feelings too!"
"So...You blushed at some guy you have feelings for."
Yata screamed. Loudly.
"I barely know the guy!"
"You accepted his date anyway."
"I didn't say yes"
"But you said maybe, when a woman says 'maybe' it's a yes, when they say 'no' it's a maybe."
"I'm NOT a freaking woman!"
"But you are stubborn as one."
"ARGHH! What's with you and that sassy boy uh? Last time I checked you hated his guts!"
Even remembering the boy made him stomach feels funny. And it wasn't the typical pretty feeling of 'butterflies'.
'More like parasites'. He thought.
"Do you really like the guy? I'll support you and all, but I actually thought you had better taste."
"I hate him."
Yata's already big eyes widened even more.
"Then..."
"It's hard to explain."
"Try."
Mikoto sighed in defeat. He was sure Yata won't have stopped until he agreed, so he began to explain the complex situation.
"That boy could be our only hope to save the bar."
"How so?"
"Listen, his father is the owner of 'Scepter4', that means he will be the heir so if he gets what he wants I can convince him to leave us alone."
"And he wants YOU"
"Exactly."
Yata frowned a little, his face a picture of doubt.
"You know, even though I hate the guy, Isn't it a little TOO much to play with someone's feelings? I mean, it's not a very hero-like doing."
"I won't, simply because he doesn't have feelings for me, he's the type of guy who only looks for a good time and that's it. I'll give him a good time and then his father will leave us alone."
"Uh...I trust you Mikoto-San, but for that plan to work, you have to keep in mind you CANNOT bring yourself develop feelings for him."
"No problem."
The shorter boy looked at him uncertainty. Suoh was so certain only because he didn't see his face the first time both landed eyes on Reisi.
Yata was seriously worried.
And thinking about it, he still had a date offer to look up to. What a crazy day it turned out to be.
The end. Of the chapter. How was it? Hate it? Love it? Will Suoh keep his word to Yata and avoid having feelings for our favorite narcissist protagonist? Will Yata accept Saru´s date offer? Will Saru shave his pubes? Find out in our next chapter. Also I should consider changing the Drama genre for Humor only because I can´t seem to write any serious stuff lately See you next time¡