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Scene 8-But the invitation's open to every heart that's been broken
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Are you really, really sure?"
"Yes."
"Are you rea-…"
"For the tenth time; YES, I feel well enough to go to school!"
Shuichi got into Yuki's car and turned an exasperated look on him. Really. Yuki was exaggerating. He was grateful Yuki felt worried for him but seriously; he was going overboard. "I've spent the entire weekend resting just to keep him happy but if I have to spent another hour in bed, I'll go crazy from boredom."
Behind the wheel, Yuki's brows were furrowed in concern. "You don't have to go to school if you don't feel like it. Don't worry about being absent. I'll take care of it." After a pause Yuki added. "You'll owe me another one, of course."
Shuichi strapped on the safety belt and just glared at Yuki. "Figures he'll never miss a change to push me around." "Yuki, just drive." His tone was final, showing no sign of giving in.
Okay. Yuki was a cold-hearted, arrogant, know-it-all jerk but even he knew when he was beaten. Sighing, he shifted the gears and headed for school.
XXX
Miaka was about to go insane with fury. "That bastard Shindou. Even after I warned him, he still has the guts to go near Yuki-sensei. How dare he!"
She angrily marched along the hallways, kicking an innocent rubbish bin along the way, earning a reproachful look from a nearby janitor. Absorbed in her malicious thoughts, she took no notice of it all.
That morning, she had actually been in a pretty good mood-that is, until she saw Yuki-sensei drive in. With Shindou in his passeger seat. Reaching the classroom, she threw herself angrily into her seat and proceeded to send virtual hate daggers towards Shuichi's seat, which was currently empty.
"Probably still with Yuki-sensei." That thought made her already furious self even more so.
Miaka drummed her fingers on her desk irritably, trying to calm herself. She decided she had been too easy on Shuichi. It was time to take more drastic actions. Her drumming slowed down to mere tapping as she contemplated on what she should do to keep Shuichi away from Yuki.
An idea struck her. Satisfied now, she gleefully leaned back. She knew what she would do. After she did it, Yuki would never speak to Shuichi again.
XXX
Striding out of the emptying classroom, Yuki inwardly breathed a sigh of relieve. "Looks like I worried for nothing. Shuichi seems to be perfectly fine today." He rewinded his thoughts and let out an irritated growl. Why was he so worked up over that brat anyway? He knew if it had been any other one of his students with such an abusive mother, he wouldn't have given a damm.
He frowned. What was he going to do about Shuichi's mother and her boyfriend anyway? As much as he would like to just send them both on their way to hell, he figured the police wouldn't be too happy if he took care of them by himself.
"Definitely the police. I don't care what it takes, as long as those two assholes end up behind bars. For a very, very long time." On second thought Yuki discovered he really would much prefer to have them dead. "I wonder if there's death sentence for child abuse and rape…" Yuki was pretty confident he would be able to…convince the lawyers such law existed.
"…sensei! Yuki-sensei!"
Annoyed at having his contemplation on enticing prospects for Shuichi's mother and boyfriend interrupted, Yuki whirled around, ready to unleash his irritation at full blast at the unsuspecting victim. Fixing his eyes upon her-the victim had a gender- Yuki managed to control his waspishness. Her face seemed familiar, probably one of his students. Yuki decided to test his luck. "Yes, miss…?"
"Miaka. Akino Miaka." She helpfully supplied her name. Well, at least she wasn't dense enough not to catch on.
Yuki shifted his books onto his other hand, balancing the weight. "Yes, Akino? What can I help you with?" It better not be another stupid love confession.
Miaka fiddled nervously with a lock of hair. She was talking to Yuki-sensei. Even better, it was just the two of them! She felt like she was walking on clouds, on her way to heaven. Well, heaven would be her destination once Shuichi was out of the way. And-of course, once Yuki-sensei called her by name in that alluring voice of his.
Yuki was impatiently staring at the daydreaming student in front of him when she suddenly gave a weird…giggle. Yuki raised his eyebrows. "How come nobody told me retards was allowed to attend this school?"
"Akino. Do you need something?" Yuki repeated his query, louder this time. The girl snapped out daze and looked at him.
"Well sensei, I wanted to talk to you about Shindou-kun."
Yuki blinked in confusion. He hadn't been expecting that. Did she suspect the situation Shuichi was in? "What about him?"
Miaka took Yuki's question as an encouragement to continue and she plunged on. "I don't think Shindou-kun is a very good person, sensei. There are…rumors about him."
Getting no response to her announcement, she hurriedly spoke her piece. "I have been in the same school as him for many years and I know how he really is. He acts innocent but he's actually a slut. Shindou-kun used to be really popular with not only girls, but guys as well and; he knows it. He took advantage of his popularity to play around just because he could. Lots of people would do anything to be with him and he…well, I heard he would do it with anyone as long as they had money…" Miaka trailed off calculatingly.
Perfect.
She smirked inwardly; once the implications had fully sunk into Yuki, it would be the end of Shindou. With a little luck, Yuki would be so disgusted; he would never want to even see his face ever again.
Yuki was mildly wondering if killing a student was really that bad of a criminal activity. He noted that his hit list was somehow getting longer and longer. "What is wrong with this little demoness? Shuichi, a slut? Shuichi, sleeping with people for money? Where in the nine hells did her mind go so wrong?"
All the mounting irritation he had been holding back made an interesting emotional mix with the blinding anger that was now very rapidly building up. Yuki was growing very tired of being nice. "Oh, what the heck. Hiroshi and Sakuma already know how short-tempered I really am anyway. One more couldn't hurt."
On that day, Miaka was going to wish she never badmouthed Shuichi.
"And so? Why are telling me all this shit for?"
Miaka gaped as Yuki's eyes narrowed at her coldly. This was so not going the way she planned.
Yuki rolled his eyes in contempt as Miaka's mouth hung open stupidly. "What's this? Now you're dumb as well as stupid?"
He shook his head at her in mock pity before turning on his heel. "Oh well, don't worry about it. I understand that some people are just born bitchy."
"Sen-Sensei!" Miaka got out of her unpleasant shock in time to call him back.
Hearing his name voiced out in that irritating high-pitched shriek only put Yuki even more on edge. Losing all remnants of patience, he whirled around and fixed a cold glare on Miaka. "Sensei this, sensei that-how annoying! Don't you ever know when to shut up? I don't want to hear another bloody word from your poisonous mouth!"
His glare intensified as he growled, "Are we clear?"
If the way Miaka was about to speak again was to judge by, she really was a foolish, stubborn brat. He slammed his books against the wall with one hand, startling Miaka out of sprouting what was probably another well-prepared speech. "Don't ever speak to me unless strictly on class matters. If any…unpleasant talk about Shuichi reaches my ears, I'll know who to look for now, don't I?"
With that veiled threat left hanging in the air, Yuki stalked away. This time, Miaka didn't try stopping him.
Miaka's trembling legs, betraying her outer calm- finally gave way and she slumped to the floor, shaking. She was-to put it plainly, in shocked denial. That couldn't be Yuki-sensei. He was nice. He was patient. He was kind. What happened to that Yuki-sensei?
Miaka's hands balled into fist as the answer hit her. She couldn't believe it. How could she have been so blind as to not notice it earlier? It was Shindou's fault. He had corrupted her beloved naïve Yuki-sensei. It was that conniving devil's entire fault.
In the empty hallways, Miaka's maniacal laugher echoed eerily.
Even if he wasn't aware of it, Shindou was going to pay. He was going to pay very heavily.
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"….and he just stormed out of class like that!" Hiro narrated with much enthusiasm. Apparently, he liked Yuki's dark side even more than his cool. Well, Shuichi already knew he had more than just a few loose screws in his head anyway.
"He actually drove off even though classes were still on!" Ryuuchi picked up where Hiro had left off with an admiring tone. Shuichi sighed sadly. He thought Ryuuchi had more common sense though.
Shuichi hastily spoke up before they carried on singing praises about Yuki. "Anyway, that's what happened so I was staying at Yuki's house for the past few days."
The trio was dawdling at the cafeteria. It was practically empty, school having let out ages ago. Hiro and Ryuichi had immediately ambushed him upon sight the moment he stepped into the school compound, practically weeping with relief. Shuichi had felt immensely guilty and berated himself for not letting them knows he was still alive and kicking. He had been dreading their reaction once they discovered what had transpired and had been mentally preparing himself to be chastised but apparently, they were so glad his soul was still on earth, they didn't bother about little details like his questionable sexuality.
As they launched into a fresh torrent of Yuki's hero-like qualities, Shuichi rolled his eyes. He was amazed; they had been at it for hours and their mouths still weren't tired. He tried to talk some resemblance of logic into them. "Hello? Yuki's not all that saintly, you know? He smokes and calls me a brat and he snores really loudly and-…"
"And he's going to kick said brat out of his car if he doesn't shut up."
"Ow!" Shuichi twisted to look behind him and gulped nervously when he found a certain golden-eyed teacher right behind him, hand ready to whack his head with the books in it again. "Yu-Yuki! When did you get here?"
Yuki eyed him in irritation. "Since you said 'hello'." Meaning everything. Shuichi just stuck his tongue out in defiance. "Well, you do snore loudly…"
"And you seem to think my arm is your pillow." Yuki acknowledged Hiro and Ryuichi by nodding his head, choosing to ignore Shuichi's weak protest. Having done so, he turned back to Shuichi and hit the back of his head lightly with the books again. "Come on, Shuichi. We're going."
Cut off mid-protest, Shuichi stared at Yuki's back in confusion as he strode off without waiting for him. "Going where?"
"Home." Yuki's voice had the tone that said 'Duh, where else?'
Home. Shuichi liked that word. He quickly said his good-byes to Hiro and Ryuichi before snatching up his bag and hurrying after Yuki.
Ryuichi and Hiro continued watching them in bemusement as they walked away, engaged in another round of bickering.
Ryuichi broke their silence first. "Shuichi….calls him Yuki."
Hiro picked up where Ryuichi had trailed off. "They share the same bed…."
They both took turns to carry on that commentary for quite some time, drawing their own (obviously wrong) conclusions about the (obviously misunderstood) conversation.
XXX
"Wha-what are you trying to say?"
Yuki groaned in exasperation as he drove, fighting the urge to bang his forehead against the dashboard. "I said; I've already contacted my lawyer. He told me that under your circumstances, its possible. Soon, the police will be looking into this matter."
Shuichi continued staring at Yuki in disbelief. "The police? What for?"
Yuki growled at him, unable to believe such level of idiocy actually existed. "What for?" He almost shouted at him. "After all that abuse, you ask me 'what for'?"
Shuichi tried to clarify himself before Yuki crashed into something; he was too young to die. "I know what she did but…I don't want the police in this…"
This time, Yuki shouted. "WHY NOT? They both deserve to rot in jail for what they've done! Only those two I will not forgive. After what they did to you…"
Shuichi felt as though a lump was stuck in his throat. "Yuki…please leave my mother alone…I just want to forget everything. Please?"
Hearing Shuichi's whispered plea, Yuki finally relented. "Fine, I won't call the police for now but if they ever go near you again, I'm see them in court no matter what you say." Cutting off Shuichi's thanks, Yuki added. "One thing I absolutely won't allow is for you to return back to that house. From now on, my home is yours."
Shuichi was stunned beyond words now. "Your home…?"
Yuki killed his engine as they reached his house. Unbuckling his seat belt, he grunted in irritation. "Don't make me repeat so many times. Your opinion on this is completely rejected. From today onwards, you're living with me"
Misinterpreting Shuichi's dumbfounded expression, he sighed. "Do you hate me that much?"
"Huh?"
Yuki gestured at his expression. "You look like you really can't stand the thought of living with me."
Shuichi quickly shook off his surprise. "No…no! I'm really grateful about this. I was just surprised you're willing to take a student in. I'm…happy you want me to stay with you!"
Yuki smiled; a rare genuine smile. "Brat. Just get in the house. I'll go over to your house later and bring everything over. I have a feeling your mother would be very willing to let me do whatever I want after my lawyer has a... talk with her.
Yuki opened the car door and paused for just a moment before getting out; "Besides, you're more than just a student."
Shuichi only grinned back and got out as well. "I already knew that."
The end of chapter 8! I noticed a lot of people seemed to like the alarm clock. Should it make future appearances? LOL. Please leave a review!
PS: Do you guys really want a kissing scene that much? .:nervous:. I'll-I'll try to muster enough courage to type one! Eep!