A/N: Sorry for the delay on this story. I really do have the whole thing planned out. I'm just getting hung up here and there on some of the details. Spanning this much time in a story line is a little daunting. Thanks for everyone who has come back to continue reading this story! Enjoy!

P.S.: Please forgive any grammar or spelling chapters. This chapter is un-beta read, because I wanted to just get this posted. LOL

Chapter Three

You're a faith-healer on T.V.
You're an office park without any trees
Corporate and cold
Gushing for gold
Leave me alone.
You suck so passionately
You're a parasitic, psycho, filthy creature
finger-bangin' my heart
You call me up drunk
Does the fun ever start?
You're hideous and sexy!

She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
And when her edges soften
Her body is my coffin
I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed

Must be the sign on my head
That says, oh...
Love me dead! Love me dead!
-Ludo: You're Awful, I love you!

/

It'd been a week since Umeda had turned Akiha down flat. Something about it was bugging the piss out of him. He'd turned down more guys in high school than he could count. It usually didn't bother him at all. Akiha, though, was different. He could tell the boy really meant it when he declared his love. The other guys only thought they loved him or were just trying to convince him. Finding someone to sleep around with was not a problem for Umeda. So taking up some sap on his love declaration just for a lay was not worth it at all. It made the brush off afterward to damn difficult. If Akiha meant it though, that put him on a whole different level. That meant the blond wasn't about to just take no for an answer. That was what kept plaguing him the most.

"So what's up with you lately?"

Umeda looked away from the window he'd been staring out of to gaze at Ryoichi. "What do you mean?"

Ryoichi gave him a bland look. "You're been acting odd."

"No, I haven't."

"Right. So the excessive scowling and staring out the window all the time is normal for you now?" The dark haired boy raised an eyebrow in mocking sarcasm.

"Excessive scowling?" Umeda was a little horrified to hear he'd been so damn obvious about his malcontent.

"So?"

Umeda rolled his eyes, but stayed silent. He wasn't about to talk about this here in the classroom where all of his friends and other students could be listening in.

"C'mon. It's lunch hour anyways. I need a smoke," Ryoichi said softly and stood up, heading for the door.

Umeda followed, helpless to stop himself, despite knowing Ryoichi wasn't about to drop the subject. They made it up to the roof without any interference. They each pulled out a pack of cigarettes and shook one out into their hand. After the initial light was started and they got their first drag of nicotine filled smoke, the silence was broken.

"So talk." Ryoichi said curtly.

"This freshman's declared his love to me. He's annoying and ridiculous. There's no way he can be serious." Umeda growled in irritation before sucking down a long drag from his cigarette.

"He was serious enough to confess," Ryoichi pointed out, flicking away some of his ash.

Umeda scowled. "He's confused."

"Who is he?"

"Hara Akiha."

"Ah. That freshman."

Umeda looked over at his friend suspiciously. "You know who he is?"

"Hara's already vastly popular in his class and amongst the rest of the freshman. He's always known to be cheerful and uplifting. He's already built that kind of reputation in two months. That's pretty impressive."

"Yeah, well, he's a damn fake. That attitude is just a lie. I can't stand it." Umeda snapped, flicking his ash a bit violently.

Ryoichi watched his friend seethe for a moment. "So it's not the fact that it's a guy that confessed to you, but that he's a fake?"

Umeda blinked then realized he'd screwed himself over. Sure, they hadn't spoken about the kisses between them that had happened, but he didn't think the kisses gave away the fact that he was gay. He was hoping maybe Ryoichi would believe was he just bi. He was afraid if he voiced aloud where his sexual sentiments lay that his friend would be totally disgusted. Now, he didn't know what to say without giving himself away. He pulled down another drag of smoke in an attempt to give himself an excuse not to answer for another moment.

Thankfully, Ryoichi spared him. "Are you ever gonna admit to me that you're gay?"

Umeda almost choked on the smoke he'd inhaled. He really should have expected Ryoichi to figure it all out and to be blunt about talking about it. It didn't matter that he should know his friend was like that. It still threw him off. "I'm not—I mean just because he-!" He struggled to get out.

The other boy just gave him that blank stare again that said he wasn't buying a word of it. Umeda knew he couldn't get away with denying it any longer. There was plenty of evidence stacked against him now. Umeda sighed, knowing he'd been trapped.

"Fine. I'm gay," Umeda spat out, not liking being practically forced into admitting it.

"Yeah I knew," Ryoichi answered infuriatingly, flicking away his spent cigarette and lighting another.

Umeda gritted his teeth. There were some moments where he wondered why he loved this asshole. "Bastard," he grumbled.

"So about Hara-." Ryoichi switched the subject back to its original content. "What'd you say?"

"That I don't like him."

"Harsh."

Umeda scowled at the other boy. "What do you care?"

Ryoichi shrugged. "It's your love life."

"What would I gain by dating that idiot?" Umeda snapped. "We'd either have to sneak around or come out to the entire school given how noisy the school populace is. It'd be so damn annoying. Not to mention I'd probably hurt him if he acts cheerful all the time."

"So you'd much rather screw around." Ryoichi remarked shrewdly.

Umeda stared at his friend guardedly. His silence unfortunately spoke volumes to the other boy.

"You think I didn't notice how you sneak off with random guys?" Ryoichi asked with a smirk. "Did you think I would assume you were just talking to them?"

"Why do you have to be so damn observant and smart?" Umeda crossed his arms over his chest.

Ryoichi shrugged. "I tend to take notice of things when it involves my best friend."

"So now I'm your best friend?" Umeda smiled.

The other boy didn't say anything. He just smirked and took another drag off his cigarette. Umeda didn't mind the silence. It was enough to know that Ryoichi was happy to have him by his side. Best friend status meant that at least he was making progress. He hoped someday the other boy would look at him as more than a friend. He hoped for the time when they'd maybe get to share kisses again and so much more. In the mean time, he would stay as close to Ryoichi as he could.

He was also going to have to find some way to chase off Akiha. As long as that blond was snooping around it was going to make his life difficult, and he knew Akiha would come around again. How could he do it that would get the point across and scare the blond off for good? It was not that he didn't like Akiha. He just wasn't going to give the blond any false hope or any reason to continue chasing him. That meant whatever he did was gonna have to be very effective. A slow smirk slowly began to crawl across his face. He had just the right idea. It would take some careful planning, but he didn't think it would be to difficult. It was gonna have to be all about the timing. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't see the sarcastic knowing look Ryoichi was sending his way.

/

It was harder for Akiha to maintain his happy mask over the next week. He'd mustered all his courage and confessed to the boy he lovely only to be completely shut down. He was not even given the hope of a possibility. Perhaps if Umeda had been straight the rejection might not have stung quite so bad. In fact, it would have been more expected. Umeda said he didn't like Akiha, but the blond didn't entirely believe him. No the real reason was he simply didn't measure up to Kojima Ryoichi. It hurt to be rejected like that. What did Ryoichi have that he didn't? Besides the fact, that he was class president, the entire school populace seemed to love him, and he never seemed to put a foot wrong. He wasn't better than Akiha. He kept going around in circles with these stupid thoughts. It was driving him to near distraction.

Yet, somehow he still managed to keep his happy smile and sunny attitude. He didn't want anyone to pity him. He hated being pitied for any reason. Pity didn't replace love that was denied. Not by a long shot. He knew that lesson far to well already. He had to keep on smiling, laugh, and act happy, because no one would like him otherwise. All he wanted was to be liked. He needed his friends to smile back at him. He needed their attention in order to feel wanted. He knew it was pathetic and weak to feel that way, but it was the only thing that gave him a reason to wake up every morning. None of his friends suspected that he was hurting inside. All they saw was the exterior personality he presented. They bought it entirely. Did that make them shallow? He didn't care as long as they stayed near him.

He had fallen in love with Umeda, because the other boy could see under his mask. The other boy was the only person that was able to shake Akiha up enough to lose his ability to maintain his happy mask. Around Umeda, he found he was able to be himself. It was so refreshing and empowering to have someone see the real him. He'd thought that if anyone ever did they'd cringe when they saw the dark, jaded look in his eyes. Umeda did no such thing.

So in spite of the rejection, Akiha held out faith that he could make Umeda like him. He wanted Umeda, because the boy made him feel good; made him feel truly happy and whole. He'd do anything to keep that feeling. He wouldn't give up.

Akiha passed Umeda once in the hall during lunch period about four days after the rejection. The blond's heart leapt into overdrive at the sight of the other boy. Umeda was beautiful—messy hair, slightly crooked tie, and tight pants. Akiha wanted so desperately for a moment he nearly tripped. The boy scrutinized Akiha like he was dissecting a bug. Whatever Umeda saw in the blond's face made him scowl. He just widened his smile and laughed at his friend's joke as they walked by. Umeda passed him without a second glance.

The blond tried not to think about it the rest of the day. It became impossible when he was left alone to finish cleaning the chalkboards in his homeroom classroom that afternoon. Everyone else was done with their chores and had disappeared to go to their clubs, activities, or back to their dorm room. He'd been working slower than normal because his mind kept wondering. He didn't even notice everyone was gone until he glanced back to ask one of his friends something. He was actually relieved to be left alone for a little while.

He was just finishing up the last chalkboard when he heard voices in the hallway. He frowned, wondering who was out there. All the teachers were gone for the day. He finished wiping the chalkboard and tossed the sponge into a bucket before walking to the door. He heard the door to the classroom next to his open and then shut. The voices disappeared soon as the door was closed. Some students were up to something, he figured. He debated on just ignoring what he heard or going to find out what was going on. Curiosity ended up getting the better of him. He slid his door open before sneaking out to peer in the window next door. The door was still open enough for him to hear the soft conversation going on inside the room.

"Are you sure there's no one down here?"

"Of course. Why are you afraid of getting caught?" A familiar voice made Akiha blink in surprise.

"No," the other boy answered defensively.

Akiha watched in amazement as a figure moved to the front of the classroom and sat on the teacher's desk. He could see clearly who it was now. Umeda Hokuto. Akiha had known soon as he heard his voice, but to see him there sitting on that desk like he owned it was a shock. He looked completely confident in himself. There wasn't any concern that someone would find him here after hours when it was forbidden for students to be here for anything other than academic duties.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Umeda was asking. He reached up to loosen his tie before yanking it off and dropping it on the desk. It was like a challenge being thrown down. He began to unbutton his shirt a moment later. "You wanna fuck me, right?"

Akiha's eyes widened in shock. Had he really just heard that? Umeda was dating the other guy in there? He knew for a fact though that Umeda wasn't dating anyone. That could only mean these two had come here for sex and nothing more. The blond never would have guessed that Umeda was the type to sleep around so casually. He watched in stunned fascination as Umeda slipped off his shirt and dropped it to join his discarded tie on the desk top. Akiha swallowed hard at the breathtaking sight of all that smooth, pale naked skin. Every inch he could see was flawless. The boy was slim, but well muscled. He had to be athletic somehow to have that kind of definition in his muscles. Akiha felt desire seize him, making it hard to breathe and his skin feel far to tight for his body. He wanted to touch Umeda so badly in that moment that it was like a physical ache.

Apparently, the boy Umeda had brought here and seduced felt the same. He finally strode forward into Akiha's line of sight. The blond recognized that boy immediately even with dark lust contorting his features. The boy was a jock—a Kendo specialist. He was big, tall, and handsome. He had at least 4 inches in height over Umeda and his broad, heavily muscled body could easily break the other boy. His short cropped black hair was almost blue in the sunlight streaming through the windows. His deep, dark eyes seemed like they were trying to bore a hole through Umeda. He was in his own right, incredibly handsome. No wonder Umeda had picked him.

Takeo.

The name suddenly appeared in Akiha's mind. That was this boy's name. It was incredibly fitting. Warrior, it meant. The guy looked like one. He seemed to attack Umeda with his mouth and hands as soon as he was within striking range. He kissed Umeda like he wanted to claim him. Akiha bit his lip as jealous surged through him. He wanted to be the one touching every bare inch of skin he could reach and tasting the unique flavor that was Umeda. He couldn't make himself walk away from the scene playing out in front of him though. Something other than jealousy was warming his blood as he watched them make out through the window. It was lust. He glanced down and was not at all surprised to find he was completely hard already.

He looked back up to see Takeo undoing Umeda's belt with quick, efficient flicks of his fingers. The button and zipper on Umeda's pants followed seconds later. Takeo wasted no time in dragging the boy's shoes off, his pants down, and not even hesitating with yanking Umeda's boxers right off. Umeda smirked as he was finally laid out completely naked on the desk like some kind of offering to slack the thirst of a lustful god. He was no virgin lamb though, not with that knowing smirk on his face. It didn't matter that his erection lay hard against his stomach. Umeda acted like he was in control. Takeo growled at that irritating arrogance before ripping down his own pants to free his erection. Akiha blinked. The guy was big—long and thick. He had the kind of cock every guy wished they could have. Umeda licked his lips as he stared down at it in admiration.

"Lube," Umeda breathed. "Tell me you have lube."

Takeo smirked. "No so boastful looking now."

"Oh, I'd take it dry, but I'd like us both to fully enjoy this." Umeda replied loftily.

"I have lube and condoms," the other boy replied evenly.

"I don't do condoms. I like to feel everything. You're clean right?"

Takeo looked slightly offended. "Of course."

"Then come on."

Takeo lifted his eyebrows in surprise. He shrugged a moment later before reaching down his pants pocket for the packet of lube he'd stashed there. He ripped it open and smeared some of it on his fingers. He pushed up Umeda's left leg to get better access to the boy's ass. It gave Akiha a perfect view of everything that happening. He gripped his pants as he got his first full view of Umeda naked. His breath caught at the wanton display of the boy he loved laid out on a desk on a few meters away from him. His pants had become distinctly to tight. He couldn't stop watching now even if he wanted to.

Takeo sank one finger slowly inside Umeda's waiting body. The boy shifted his hips like he wanted more. Takeo obliged by adding another finger without hesitation. Akiha and Takeo watched in deep want as Umeda moaned and rocked his hips down onto those fingers buried inside him. The jock gritted his teeth, obviously trying to hold on to his control as he finger fucked the other boy open. Umeda moaned and arched as those fingers worked inside him. He didn't even look like he was holding himself back. His body was entirely open and honest about how it felt.

"Fuck this," Takeo snapped, pulling fingers out and lubing up his cock.

"Can't wait?" Umeda teased.

"I want you ass—now." The jock rumbled, shifting closer and pressing the head of his cock against Umeda's waiting hole.

Umeda spread his legs wider. "C'mon." He gasped roughly a moment later when Takeo thrust into him. He couldn't stop the low moan that fell from his lips as that cock drove into him, cleaving him open, until Takeo was fully buried inside him. Akiha bit his lip so hard he tasted blood. He'd never seen anything more erotic in his entire life. He couldn't believe Umeda had taken in every inch of that cock. They all paused to admire the view of that dick inside Umeda's ass.

Akiha's cock throbbed hard in his pants. He wondered what it felt like to be penetrated and taken so intimately like that. It had to be incredibly judging by the look on Umeda's face. He imagined what it would be like to have Umeda inside him, over him…and he nearly lost it.

Takeo began to move, rocking slow at first as Umeda adjusted to the intrusion. The pace picked up in only a matter of moments. Umeda rocked down to meet every inward thrust, doing his best to keep up with the pace. He yelped in ecstasy when Takeo grabbed his other calf and threw it over his shoulder, changing the angle so that his cock went deeper. The next thrust in struck his sweet spot making him mewl in a way he would deny if it was ever brought up. After that it was a hazy of motion. The slap of skin against skin, harsh breaths, moans, whimpers, and cuss words filled the silence of the room. It was like some kind of crazy music. On the desk, Umeda gripped Takeo's wrists where they had settled on his hips with bruising force. Umeda began to writhe and cry out sharper as the cock inside him sent into an almost frenzy of pleasure induced euphoria.

Akiha cupped his dick as it throbbed so it hard it was almost painful. He'd never been so turned on in his life. Both boys inside the room were getting close to coming. Akiha could see it in the more ragged thrusts of Takeo's hips and the way Umeda's cock was continuously drooling pre-cum onto his belly. Takeo let go of the boy's hip to reach down and wrap one big hand around Umeda's cock. The other boy cried out as he banged his head off the desk, overwhelmed by the pleasure rocketing through him. One stroke more and he was coming with a broken shout. Takeo growled under his breath as snapped his hips in savagely a couple more time before coming a minute later. He groaned helplessly as his orgasm ripped through him. He leaned over and bit down hard on Umeda's inner thigh. The boy yelped as his cock gave one more twitched and leaked cum as the pain buzzed down his already sensitized nerves.

Both panted and didn't move for several moments as they slowly recovered from their orgasm induced high. Akiha decided now was probably a good time to slip away before they noticed him watching through the window. He quietly crept over to the classroom he'd been cleaning in and snuck back in. He slid the door closed as quietly as he could manage. He pressed himself back against the wall next to the door so he could hear them when they left. His cock still throbbed hard and angry in his pants. He was fighting so hard not to pull out and relieve himself right there. He refused to do it though. He had to wait until he knew they were gone for sure. There was no way he was gonna get caught doing that! He sighed in relief when he heard the next door over slide open and shut then voices disappear down the hall. He sagged against the wall before reaching for the fly of his pants. Now he could get rid of his boner in peace.

He froze when his classroom door suddenly flew open with a jerk. His eyes widened in horror as Umeda glared at him from the doorway.

"Fancy seeing you in here," the boy remarked shrewdly.

Akiha had to force himself to breathe again. His tongue was unfortunately stuck to the roof of his mouth. He couldn't will himself to say anything.

"Did you enjoy watching?" Umeda asked in mock interest, leaning against the door frame. Akiha shifted self consciously. To his dismay, it brought the other boy's attention to the area below the blond's belt. "Obviously, you did," the boy smirked. Umeda stepped all the way into the room and slid the door shut. "You know, it's really rude to spy on people."

"I didn't mean to! I heard someone and went to see who it was. I thought I was the only one here right now." Akiha babbled, finally finding his voice.

"Uh huh." Umeda moved closer, blocking the blond against the wall.

"I didn't mean to watch. Honest. I just…" Akiha snapped his mouth shut. He didn't want to give himself away any further.

Umeda sneered as he crowded into the blond. Akiha bit his lip as his cock pulsed in his pants as the other boy moved into his personal space. Umeda was so close they were almost touching. The blond's fingers curled into fists until his nails dug into his palms. His body shivered with a sharp rush of need as the other boy leaned so close Akiha could feel moist breath on his lips.

"You look like you could use some help with that." Umeda whispered, their lips almost brushing.

Akiha couldn't hold back the groan that phrase caused. He felt like his eyes were gonna bug out of his head when the other boy reached down to deftly undo his belt and yank open his pants. His hands flew forward to grasp the other boy's shirt sleeves. Umeda didn't even slow down. The other boy's hand was down the blond's boxer shorts and pulling out his stiffened cock in less than a few seconds. Akiha felt like someone sucked the air right out of his lungs. The blond moaned heavy in the back of his throat as Umeda's thumb rubbed over the head of his cock before sliding down to grip him completely. The blond shivered hard as the other boy began to stroke his cock in long, slow strokes.

Umeda leaned in until his mouth brushed the blond's throat. "Did you like watching that much?" Akiha gasped roughly as the other boy nipped his neck and thumbed over the head of his cock again, gathering the liquid there to slick his path back down. "Good thing I came down here then, huh?"

Akiha's hands tightened on the other boy's sleeves as he realized something important. "You knew I was here all along."

"Of course," Umeda sneered.

"So you did all that on purpose? You wanted me to see it?"

"Bingo!" Umeda grinned against the blond's throat. "You figured it out."

Akiha began to pant as the other boy's hand sped up. The wet, slick sound of Umeda's hand sliding up and down his dick was deliciously filthy. Akiha's whole body began to shudder as his orgasm began to build in the base of his cock. "But…why would you," he had to pause to lick his dry lips, "do that?"

"To scare you off." Umeda replied honestly. He added a twist to the up and down motion of his hand and smirked when the blond writhed against him. "Are you gonna come?"

The blond clenched his jaw as his whole body began to wind up tight in impending release. Umeda's free hand slipped around Akiha's hip to worm its way under the blond's boxers and squeeze that soft ass hiding underneath. Akiha's lower half jolted forward in response. His thighs began to jitter as his balls cinched up tight. He was seconds away from coming. Umeda opened his mouth and bit down hard on the blond's throat. Akiha's body stiffened for a second before he came with a yelp, throwing his head back as his mouth fell open. Every nerve in his muscles seemed to be singing its praises to Umeda's touch. His dick pulsed; spilling all over his stomach, pants, and Umeda's hand.

It took a few moments for reality to come back to him. His eyes flickered open and he couldn't remember when they had shut. He saw the other boy watching him with a steely look. Umeda pulled his hand from the blond's pants and wiped the cum on his hand down Akiha's shirt. The blond looked down in disbelief. When he looked back up, Umeda had stepped away and his expression was colder than ever.

"Do you get it now? This is how I am. I'm rude, mean, and an asshole. I'm just out for sex. I'm not the kind for relationships. Certainly not with weird, hyper freshmen puppy dogs like you. So leave me alone. I don't want your attention or whatever your idea of love is." Umeda said fiercely. "The only person I want to love me is Ryoichi. So back off." With that, he flung open the door and stalked out, slamming it shut behind him.

Akiha swallowed thickly, suddenly feeling sick to his stomach. He'd been fantasizing about what it would feel like to have Umeda touch him. Now he'd had it and it left him feeling cold inside. Not because it hadn't been good—it had been so fucking good—but Umeda had done it out of spite. He stared down at the drying cum on his shirt, his un-zipped pants, and his dick now hanging limp out of his boxers. He looked like a debauched mess. Instead of being happy that he'd gotten his wish, Akiha felt miserable. Umeda didn't want him. His hands clenched into the fabric of his pants covering his thighs. Of course, Umeda didn't want him. No one wanted him…

He forced back his tears as he straightened up his clothes. This feeling was nothing new. The emptiness just felt a little deeper now. He could hide that though, just like he always did. He had to remember why he had to keep going forward. It was for his father. He had to keep smiling for his father.

/

Umeda made it all the way back to his room before the guilty, wretched feeling caught up with him. He sat down heavily in the chair at his desk and stared at the wall in brooding irritation. He'd planned it all out and it had all gone perfectly. He just didn't plan to feel this way when it was all over. He certainly hadn't expected the blond to look like that when he came. He'd been gorgeous—all golden and completely free. It had been the most honest Umeda had ever seen the boy. It was like Umeda had dislodged the mask the blond clutched so tightly as soon as he'd slammed open that classroom door. The blond had been so shocked, babbling and acting panicky. The blond hadn't even tried to stop him. He'd let Umeda touch him without protest. For some reason, all of it had been intoxicating—more so than the sex he'd just shared with Takeo. That was what startled Umeda. He hadn't expected to be so drawn to the real person hiding underneath that mask.

He'd forced himself to say those nasty words as he watched the jaded look cloud over Akiha's face. He was mad at himself for feeling guilty about it. He was mad at himself for even finding the blond attractive for a moment. Sure he was attracted to the people he fucked, but what he felt towards Akiha was on the same level as what he felt for Ryoichi. And he resented that. He only wanted Ryoichi. He shouldn't feel drawn to anyone else—not like that. He had done what was best for all of them. Akiha would get over him. He'd done the blond a favor.

He got up and stomped into the bathroom, intent on taking a shower. He hardly cared that Takeo's spend was beginning to dry on back of his thighs. No, what he needed was to wash the feeling of Akiha off his skin. He switched the hot water onto full blast and hoped to whatever kami it would burn away the guilt, the image of the blond as he came, and the feel of Akiha's dick off his hands.

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Damn asshole teenage boys. Am I right? Right. LOL! I'm trying to get this story going faster, because I want to get to later chapters. I have so many fun ideas, but the initial start is holding me back. So forgive me if the story seems a little rough. It's gonna smooth out. The characters will settle into themselves as they grow older. Stick with me people! I'll see you all next chapter.