Akihiko- I want you to have someone there for you, someone to protect you. Someone you can trust. You can't trust him anymore

Chapter 3

The echoing sound of the chalkboard was slowly driving him insane, his voice just a hum in his own ears as he scribbled down words that were on the sheet in his left hand. He could hardly focus on the topic of discussion, let alone what he was writing.

His mind was lost in the thoughts of this morning, and how Akihiko had just walked away when Misaki called. Questions ran threw his mind over and over, irritating him further. Why had Usagi taken him? Did he feel bad for their past? Did he feel like he owed him? Then to confuse him more, he questioned if he liked Akihiko still…Nowaki?

Without realizing it, Hiroki had began to write down his thought process on the board, his hand betraying him as he wrote the words "Why trust someone who runs off without even telling you? "

Turning around towards his students and placing the notebook down again, he asked them to start verbally answering the questions for the rest of the discussion. The whole class gave the teacher a weird look as they looked back and forth from him and the board. One of the students put their hand up waiting for Hiroki picked him.

Hiroki nodded towards his student who groaned. "Kamijou Sensei, about the last question, Its irrelevant to anything but, if you trust someone enough and know them well…they would have a good reason to leave and you would know they would come back right?" the student put their hand back down and hiroki looked at the board in horror.

A faint blush appeared on his cheeks and grumbled to himself. How did he just do that without noticing that! "Copy down these questions and then you can leave, they will be taken up next class. You're dismissed."

With that, Hiroki grabbed his books and trudged down the hallway and threw himself into his office room that he shared with Miyagi. The older man was standing in the middle of the room, bent over sorting papers. "AH! My sweet Kamijou you look exhausted!"

"Oh just shut up." Hiroki retorted in a monotoned voice, clearly displeased with the 'good morning' "I'm not in the mood for you're bullshit this morning Miyagi kiyoju*! He sat himself down at his desk and flipped open his laptop, searching threw his documents.

"But Kamijou, you've looked so dead lately. Perhaps you need to relax a little." Miyagi had snuck up behind hiroki and began to message his back, half expecting the younger male to flip out and throw something hard at him. Becoming even more confused when Hiroki just slouched forward, pressing his forehead against his desk. "wow… you're so tense, no wonder."

"Mmm…fuck off." the brunette groaned back and eventually sat up straight and slapped miyagi's hands away. "don't think I'll let you touch me all you want you perv." easing himself back into his chair, the brunette stretched his arms in the air.

"Ah but of course my dear, I know, I know." Miyagi teasingly waved his hand with a coy grin on his face. He too sat back down at his desk and began sifting threw papers and placing them into piles.

Hiroki stared at the blank screen of his laptop, beginning to get slightly irritated with the sound of the built in fan. "ughuu…." he let his hands wander to the keyboard and began typing a few words mindlessly, letting his mind run free.

Of course the one thing that would eventually cross his mind was the blue eyed boy., Those damn oceanic eyes were drowning him again. The next thing the other knew was that he couldn't breath properly and tears were wielding in his eyes. He managed to let out a broken comment…. "fuck!"

Feeling his head start to implode, he wrapped his thin fingers in his hair, pressing down on his head hoping that it would help.

Noticing that something was wrong, Miyagi hurried from his seat and grabbed Hiroki, proceeding to shake him rather violently. "get a grip boii! There's muffins in the kitchen to be had.~! You ain't feelin' no good just go home to yawwwuu creeeb and sleep!… seriously… you need to relax." running his hand up and down against the other's back.

"I…can't-….FUUUUCCKKK!" trying again to calm himself down, hiroki pressed his face into Miyagi's stomich and began screaming.

"I'm sure you can, I bet you're rather great in bed my dear Kamijou~~!" Beginning to feel slightly worried with the way the other was beginning to react to this panic attack. " Here, lets calm down… then I'm going to drive you home when you're finished calming down."

Feeling overly embarrassed about this whole situation but right now too gone to care, Hiroki simply nodded and continued to cry into the other's shirt. After another five minutes of this Hiroki was calmed down enough to walk with Miyagi to his car and be driven home.

The ride was very quiet, miyagi being mature enough to just shut up for once while the brunette sat there, curled up and breathing carefully. Dropping off his co-worker, miyagi simply waved and drove off leaving the brunette at his apartment's door step.

Following day

Hiroki had been picked up by miyagi the following day first thing in the morning. He automatically knew that today was going to be horrible based on the fact that Akihiko continued to text asking him to reply back and said that they needed to talk.

Ignoring the older man for now he would continue on with life, and forget about both men and continue with his work. Currently It should be his top priority since he was going to behind on rent if he wasn't careful.

Once again the ride to work was as quite as it was the first time, not being the slightest bit awkward as some people would have found it.

Arriving at the school, his eyes scanned across the parking lot finding a memorable red sports car he hid his face into his jacket and kept walking, his eyes glimpsing over one of his students exiting the car and kissing Akihiko bye. Clearly this was Misaki. Irritated with this just slightly, he turned his back mumbling something about having 'boy-toys'

The morning passed by pretty quickly that day, and soon by the time he was standing at the front of the classroom and staring at the clock it was already half passed noon. He dismissed his students and left off to his and Miyagi's office.

"Ah! My sweet Kamijou~! You have returned to me~! How are you feeling? Better I hope!" Miyagi stood up from his seat to greet the hazel eyed boy.

Scanning his eyes across the room, hiroki noticed that standing beside Miyagi was Akihiko, looking slightly pissed off.

"What's wrong with you're phone Hiroki?" Usagi stepped forward and placed both of his hands on the brunette's shoulders, trying to give a more kinder look but still clearly pissed.

Looking back at Miyagi and scowling, Hiroki grabbed Akihiko's arm and dragged him down the hallway towards the Library. "I will not let that perv get into my personal life, I refuse it." He grumbled like a pissed off cat. "I work in the outside world… unlike you. I have things to do. I don't have time for silly text messages." He crossed his arms, still being childish. Something's never change.

"Well I apologize, listen. Hiroki. We need to talk… I won't to know why you let me make love to you." His tone was little too blunt and caught the younger male off guard. "I'm confused….And I don't know what to be doing about our relationship…"

"I….you're my friend… I… I loved you… but then you hurt me.. I found Nowaki, but he reminded me of you… and now you remind me of him… I guess I was looking for something…" embarrassed and overly flustered about this situation, hiroki crossed his arms and leaned back against a rack of books, hoping that his arms would cover his face at least a little.

"I see…." Akihiko's face was completely emotionless as he took a step forward. "I feel like this is all my fault. I'm sorry. I feel like I should be there for you, help rebuild your trust in me….but it's hard because the only way I can think of would harm myself and Misaki's relationship." His hand laid on top of Hiroki's head.

"WHAT AM I? A MERE CHILD? " realizing that he had just snapped at Akihiko, he turned around and pressed his face against the books and hard steel. " I don't need help. :

"you may be an adult, but you need someone right now…. Listen I have to get going, I have to get back to work, but call me if you need anything." he brushed his fingers threw the other's locks one last time. "please keep in contact with me…. I worry too much about you."

With that the other left, leaving the brunette alone again, and leaving him to his own thoughts.

Pissed off as usual, hiroki stalked back to his classroom and began teaching again. Reading out loud to the class, his eyes scanned the room to make sure that they were paying attention, he found that boy from this morning; texting in class.

" TAKAHASHI MISAKI ! DETENTION! AFTER SCHOOL!" proceeding to throw the hardcover book at the poor child.

"AHH!" Misaki grabbed his head and winced. "Usagi-san !" he cursed and slammed his cell phone onto his desk.

Hiroki walked over towards the boy with a very pissed off growl, he snatched the phone up and sat down on top of Misaki's desk. And clicked on the 'reply' button and texted an angry 'leave my students alone while there working or else they get detention :[ don't care if it's your boy toy or not Dx - Kamijou'

Misaki just stared at his teacher questioningly as the man stood back up and started teaching again. The rest of the day went by like nothing, but as promised; at the end of the school day Misaki was forced to stay behind and serve his detention.

Surprisingly, he was the only one there besides hiroki, who was calmly typing on his laptop would stop from time to time, just to stare at this cell phone.

Feeling a pang of displeasure, hiroki brushed his fingers dramatically threw his hair and let out a sigh. He really just wanted to go away for a little, or wished Nowaki never existed… no that was too cruel.. Wished he …. Never met him.. That sounded nicer.

Next thing he knew, he was on the ground, on his knees bawling his eyes out with his heart beating fast in his ears. He couldn't calm down and the room began to spin again. He could hear his beloved student running towards him screaming 'are you alright sensei?' damn that Nowaki…

Author's note: Alright, thanks everyone so far for reviewing and stuff, makes me really happy and you guys keep me going on with this story. Yeah this chapter was extra extra long... took a while to write.. By the way, thank my Nowaki for even helping me out with this since I was getting frustrated with this story.

extra note: this IS an AU if you haven't realized it by now, thank you for pointing out that my story line is flawed... TT_TT

thanks for reading and always remember, the more comments I get back, the faster the new chapter comes up. Ideas would be greatly loved, thanks ! 3

-nicoLIES