A/N:Kufufu, Kufufu, Kufufu no Fu~! Thank you reviewers and everyone! And Soooorrry for the late update but…here you go! Chapter 6
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Chapter 6: The Rivalry Starts
'Is Shou-chan having fun?' the young Shouichi smiled sweetly at the white blur in front of him.
'Yes! I'm glad that you're here." The redhead said. Small arms wrapped around his little form and inhaled the scent of marshmallows. The arms tightened considerably as Shouichi melted in the heat.
'Shou-chan, I'm so glad that I met you. So, don't leave me Shou-chan. Because for you…I've always-'
"Shou-chan! Are you awake?" asked a concerned Byakuran sitting beside the redhead. Shouichi grunted and he slowly opened his eyes. He could his limbs protesting and his head hurt like hell!
"Shou-chan." He turned to Byakuran with droopy eyes. "Bya…kuran-san…" he mumbled in response. He tried to sit up but the achromatic-haired male pushed him to his back. The redhead frowned but complied.
"Wh-Where am I?" he managed to ask despite the hoarseness of his voice. The other shifted in his seat and grabbed the redhead's hand, intertwining it with his. Shouichi wanted to pull away, but he refrained. He liked the warmth of Byakuran's hand. No joking.
"My room, Shou-chan." Byakuran mumbled in his hand. Shouichi's eyes widened. "You-Your room? Wha-What happened to me?" he asked, rubbing his temple in an attempt to stop it from aching. The taller man frowned.
"You fainted Shou-chan, After you…" Byakuran trailed off as though he didn't want to finish his sentence. Shouichi frowned as he remembered what happened to him. What the hell was with that Rokudo Mukuro? And what the hell happened after he fainted? And Byakuran came to-
"Stay away from Mukuro-kun." Byakuran reminds him, tightening his hand on the redhead's. The other man had an unreadable expression on his face. Shouichi blinks as he thinks if this was the childish Byakuran he met a few days ago. And this time, he would listen to that advice. Only God knows what that pineapple man is thinking. But he could help but feel curiosity building up in him.
What does he want with him? There was obviously no way they see each other three times in a row as mere coincidence. Especially-
'It was at the very moment he met you…' The words seem to have struck something in him, something very important and something really worth remembering. He frowned as he remembered the white blur in his dream. He was sure it was not an ordinary dream.
"O-Okay…" Then there was a moment of silence. The only thing that could be heard is their exhaling and inhaling.
"Shou-chan…what did you talk about with Mukuro-kun?" Shouichi turned to him, frowning. Well, they haven't talked about anything that, the only thing he know is about their Mukuro-san's relationship with Byakuran. He could feel curiosity building up once more as he thinks what could possibly be going on with the two, for what happened in the part between the two of them is getting him involve and it could really get worse. Shouichi could feel it.
"No-Nothing. He-He just asked fo-for directions, tha-that's all." He was well aware that he's stuttering and that it was a lie, the white man didn't fall for it for a second.
"You're such a bad liar Shou-chan." Byakuran said, he towered on top of the redhead. He feels his cheeks heating up; he furrowed his brow and frowned as his emerald eyes were captured at the lavender ones above him.
"You talked about something Shou-chan, could you tell me what it is?" the man above him asked. Shouichi cursed inwardly. "Nothing- ah! You're heavy Byakuran-san." He gasped as he weakly tried to push the other man away.
"Nee Shou-chan, do you not like me?" The very question made the redhead stop. How on earth could he possibly answer something like that? He even barely knew the man and there was no way he could like him. Instead of answering the question, Shouichi remains silent. His emotions were on turmoil. He didn't know what to say and he doesn't know what to do. He also stubbornly doesn't admit to himself that he feels something for the other man. God, he'll die of mortification if ever admit that to anyone or even to himself.
Byakuran looked displeased with his silence and he sighs, pressing his head on the already stiff redhead. "I love you Shou-chan," he muttered. Shouichi swallowed thickly and refused to move as the other's weight pressed against him. He was well aware of his flushed cheeks and rapidly beating heart but he remains stiff, somehow feeling afraid to even try to do anything. Byakuran pushes himself up, their eyes locking again. Shouichi frowned and tried turned away but Byakuran grabbed his chin, preventing him to look away from his entrancing purple eyes.
"Shou-chan…"Oh God, Shouichi made a noise at the back of his throat. He remained perfectly still.
"Shou-chan…"Byakuran repeated his name, this time in a much gentler tone. Shouichi frowned. Oh god Oh God, What is he going to do? What should he do? What…
He shut his eyes as soft lips pressed against his own. He tried to calm himself but failed miserably as a tongue persistently licked his bottom lip. He gasped and at that moment Byakuran used it as an opportunity to slip his tongue into redhead's mouth. At that, Shouichi seemed to be lost at the feeling and moaned as the other's tongue touched his.
He moaned softly then his mind kicked as a warm hand slipped under his shirt and moved to unbuckle his belt. His eyes snapped open as Byakuran slowly unzipped his pants.
"Mn!" he gasped, pushing at the other's chest. He panted heavily as the other broke the kiss and stared at him with brows furrowed and lips curved downward.
"No! Don't- Byakuran-san…" Shouichi pushed his hands away and he scooted backwards. With trembling fingers, he began to zip his pants back. His cheeks flared hotly, he felt ashamed yet happy at the same time.
"Shou-cha-"
"Oh! Ah- I-I better get ready…" he stuttered, hastily making his way out of the bed, careful not to get too close to the achromatic-haired as possible.
"Ah, Hey hold on, Shou-" Shouichi was out of the room before Byakuran could even reach out to him. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Tsk."
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Even with his favorite banging in his ears, Shouichi stares into the empty space. Instead spending his precious time reading and filling himself with knowledge, he spends the entire time thinking. Thinking to the point that he didn't notice the looks the other student in the library was sending at him. And he didn't even notice the girls giggling at him.
He couldn't notice because his mind was full of Byakuran, Byakuran and Byakuran. The said person just wouldn't get out of his mind and the purple eyes that stared him down. His fingers unconsciously hovered over his lips and instantly his face flared and he shook his head.
'No, No, No, I should stop thinking about it. I should stop. Stop…Stop…Stop…' he chanted to himself. He still hadn't noticed someone coming close to him until-
"Woah!" He exclaimed. He jolted out of his seat as he inspected his-now wet shirt. He twitched and turned to scold the offender but his words got stuck in his throat as his green eyes met piercing aqua. And he remember this person, she's Byakuran's-
"Che. Stupid!" she shouted irritably, like Shouichi was the one who did something bad. She was holding the cup with the contents already spilled on the redhead's shirt. She looked like she did it on purpose. "Get out of the way stupid Black Spell! You're in the way!" she snapped. Shouichi gulped.
"Um, So-Sorry?" he apologize although he wasn't sure why he was the one apologizing despite the fact the girl must have accidentally spilled her drink on him. It was hard to ignore the girl's glare, who would even ignore such a glare that seem to be carrying a hidden threat. And Shouichi isn't very fond of threats. And plus the looks the other people were sending them weren't really that…comfortable. The girl-with a long aqua hair that matches the color of her eyes, put her hands on her hips and arched her brow making her look mightier.
"Sorry? Are you stupid? I spilled this on you and you say sorry?" she asked, smirking mischievously. Shouichi blinked. He knew how cruel and violent White Spell students can be but this girl- this girl is rather…extreme. He had encountered bullies before-girls and guys that would torture him for his money or just make fun of him. It wasn't a very nice memory. He was better off not remembering those times.
There was something about this girl, like Shouichi has done something really unforgivable and that she wants him to pay, big time.
"Eh? I don't under-"
"Tch. Are you really a genius? It's because I hate you." She said, smirk turning into a piercing glare. Shouichi froze. Sure, there were many people that are not really fond of people like him but he never knew there was someone that hated him. He was never a social type of a person. He only had a few but precious friends and he couldn't remember doing anything wrong. He was a good person.
"What made you so special? Why does Byakkun even…" the girl trailed off. Byakkun, Byakuran. So this was because of that man. And this girl-is…jealous. Somehow that is what Shouichi thinks. So, because Byakuran and him is engaged this girl-likes Byakuran and hates him because he had taken away the love of her life.
"Ah- I don't understand what you're talking about but I don't like Byakuran-san." At the moment those words slipped out of his mouth he wanted to take them back. He doesn't know why, but his heart throbbed painful at those words. The girl- stared at him in awe; her eyes wide then she scoff.
"You don't like Byakkun?" she asked.
"I don't like him at all." It's a lie. He answered immediately and this time the girl glared at him. "Haa, is that so?" a smug smile instantly blossomed on her pretty face. Shouichi is starting to regret the words he just said. But he actually doesn't- is that really that truth? Does he really not like those purple eyes? Does he really not like the brilliant smile that that man always show him? Does he really not like the way those strong arms wrapped around him so protectively? Does he really not like the way his name roll from his lips? Does he really-
Shouichi's face got redder as tomato and he clutch his face as realization hit him. He liked those purple eyes as it catches his. He liked the smile that made his heart soar. He liked those arms tightened around him. He liked the way his name roll from his lips. He…liked…Oh god…
"Then, could you stop being so close to Byakkun?" she said but more like demanded. Shouichi finally turned to him, snapping out of his thought. "E-Eh?"
"Stay away from Byakkun." She said again, this time her tone irritated and more demanding. Shouichi mentally shook his head. "No." The girl stared at him with wide eyes. "WHAT?"
"Uh…Well, Byakuran-san is...uh-we…uhm…I-"
"Didn't you say that you don't like him?" she was close to snapping again.
"Uh…well, I do-do-don't, but I-"
Shouichi didn't expect that to happen, but he was sure his cheek would sting. The girl-slapped him, he turned to her with wide eyes while clutching his stinging cheek. She was angry, he could tell.
"No! I won't allow that to happen. Byakkun is mine!" The girl shouts angrily, alerting the other people studying. The duo became the center of attention and Shouichi frowned at the girl's sudden outburst. 'Byakuran-san is yours? Where the hell did that come from!' And also-
"Um… I think you're-"
"I won't let a stupid Black Spell student ruin Byakkun's reputation! Do you even know what he sacrificed! How could he give up everything just for someone as worthless person like you? He even-!" the girl immediately covered her mouth with her hand as she came to a stop. Shouichi froze and processed what the girl just said. He ignored the whispering, his mind just focused on the words the girl just said.
"Sa-Sa-Sacrificed? Wha-What are you talking about?" he asked, brows delicately furrowed. The girl straightened and glared at him. "Tch. Useless. You don't even know anything! Why don't you just disappear!" she raises her hand again, attempting to hit the redhead again.
"Oya oya, Is this really the way a beautiful lady should act?" A familiar voice interrupted. Shouichi and the girl whipped their heads towards the owner of the lovely voice. Shouichi exactly knew the man that didn't almost harassed him the day before but also saved him from receiving another stinging slap.
"Mu-Mukuro-san!" The pineapple-haired male turned to him. "Oya, such a pleasure meeting you here Irie Shouichi-kun." He smiled, still holding the girl's hands captive. "Tch. Who are you! Let me go!" The girl struggled in his hold. Mukuro instantly lets her go and dodge an incoming slap from her.
"Kufufu, such a feisty little lady, but still cute." He smiled, making the girl and the other people flush except for the redhead though.
"Wha-Wha-! Bastard! How dare you-" she launched at him but unfortunately she slipped and fell to the taller man's chest. "Kufufu, I didn't know you like to cuddle." He laughed making the girl wrench free from the other's hold. "You-You-!" before she could even react, he knelt down and grabbed her hand giving it a kiss.
"I'm sorry beautiful miss, but your beauty mesmerizes me." He smiled softly and Shouichi's jaw dropped to the floor. He-He didn't know this person is such a…flirt. Though, he looked a person who can have as many girls as he wants. Even the pretty librarians stared at the handsome new student in awe and with sparkling eyes.
"H-Hmph! I-I won-won't fall for that!" she retracted her hand from his hold, crossing her arms over her chest and cheeks incredibly red. The taller man stood, smug smile still plastered in his handsome face.
"Kufufu, don't worry, I wasn't here for you." He turned to the redhead who chose that particular moment to collect his jaw from the floor. As mismatched eyes held his, he couldn't help but swallow thickly. "Let's go" Mukuro grabbed his wrist and dragged the redhead away from the noisy library. Shouichi didn't even have the time to protest when the other man dragged him without another word. He could hear the jealous looks and whispers of the other students. But that is not what worried him, it was the fact the very person who molest-er- had a little chat with him yesterday will bring him to only God knows where.
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Shouichi fidgeted as he sat nervously on the large couch he was (forced) into. Despite the protests he had given the other man, all of it-were…ignored. He was dragged to some place where he assumed as the man's private room. Apparently, White Spell students have their own private rooms in their building; they were treated like prince and princesses.
But here he was, a Black Spell student, was inside a White Spell student's private room. None of the Black Spell students have ever slipped into their building. Only the Disciplinary Committee Members were allowed to go in and out of the White Spell Building or more like a palace. After all, the Disciplinary Committee is led by the infamous demon of the school.
But this was not the time of think of such things; he needs to find a way to get out of this place. He had made once wrong decision with trusting this man once; he wasn't going to repeat that mistake twice. After what had happened the day before, he didn't even want to be anywhere near this man, especially alone. Although there were still things that confused him and questions he wants to ask him, he doesn't push his luck. After all, he isn't one of the luckiest persons in the world.
"Kufufu, I ask you to take off your clothes." Mukuro's voice made him flinch in slight surprise.
"Um, pardon?" he tilted his head to the side. The taller man chuckled and before Shouichi could even blink, he was only a few inches away from his face.
"Kufufu, will you take off your shirt or shall I take it off for you?" he smiled mischievously as the redhead's eyes widened and he pushed at the other man's chest to put some distance between them.
"No thank you." Shouichi quickly muttered. Smirking, Mukuro turned away from the redhead and went to get something, leaving the redhead to think if he would do as he is asked. There was no choice though, his shirt is wet and he couldn't possibly wear it. Without any other thoughts, he took off his shirt, folding it neatly and placed it inside his bag.
Like any first-timer would do, Shouichi took the chance to observe the room he was currently in. The room is obviously luxurious. Just in front of him is a large flat-screen tv with stereos and all. Just beside the large sofa he was in are two one-sitter couches. In Shouichi's opinion, the wallpaper of the room matches perfectly with its owner, blue and blood red. On his right was a door that led to a balcony. The door on the other side opened which made Shouichi whip his back.
"Kufufu, here you go." He managed to catch the shirt that was thrown to him. He stared at it then back at Mukuro.
"Uh, What-What should I…"
"Oya oya, I would rather put that on than remaining naked don't you think? Though…I don't mind looking at you like that." He grinned, eyeing the redhead's naked state. Shouichi flushed at the attention, then without any other question put on the shirt that was given to him.
The pineapple-haired male laughed, heartily. Shouichi face-palmed, and cursed inwardly. If he doesn't' find a way out of here, he'll definitely die of embarrassment. He clutch at his stomach as Mukuro sat beside him. He swallowed thickly as the other wordlessly stared at him.
Feeling the mismatched eyes studying every inch of his being sends a strange heat through his veins, making him feel more nervous. He grabs his bag and stands earning a confused look from the other man. "Um, Th-Thanks for lending me these clothes. I-I should better get go-going. I have a class to catch." He stammered, bowing politely at the White Spell student, Shouichi turned to leave. He didn't make it far though; before he was grabbed by the arm then finds himself on his back with the very last person he wanted to be looming over him.
Pining the redhead's hands on each side of his head, Mukuro smirks at the fear he sees in the redhead's eyes. "Kufufu, not so fast. Do you think I'll let you go that easily now that we're alone? Oya oya…" Shouichi frowned and cursed himself into a very irritating predicament. Curse his stupid charm of attracting perverts.
"Let me go Mukuro-san." He struggled desperately. The man above him chuckles and for the very first time, his eyes turns cold and his lips curved into a displeased frown as Shouichi struggled to get free from his grasp. It was a futile effort thought. Tightening his grip on the redhead's wrists, enjoying the soft cry that escaped his lips, he whispers with a very sweet tone.
"Kufufu, You never fail to amaze me Irie Shouichi-kun. No wonder Byakuran did everything he can just to have you." That caught his attention. Shouichi stopped struggling at some point as he also remembered the girl say something like that too.
"Do you even know what he sacrificed! How could he give up everything just for someone as worthless person like you? He even-!"
Wha-Then what just did Byakuran do? And…what the hell does it have to do with him? Tha-That's just insane. Mukuro frowned at Shouichi's reaction
"You don't know anything do you?" he asked then broke into a fit of laughter.
"What are you talking about? I don't know anything! So let me go!" Shouichi nearly snapped. "Kufufu, really? You don't remember Byakuran was your childhood friend? You don't even remember the precious times you spent together?"
Shouichi seemed to be in a new world as he took in the new information. Time seemed to have stopped at that moment. "Bya-Byakuran-san is my childhood friend? That-That…" he choked, his heart would jump out of his ribcage if he doesn't calm himself down. But he could hardly believe it. He-He doesn't remember something…like that?
'Mou~ Shou-chan isn't listening to me at all~!'
'Shou-chan! Shou-chan! Let's play together~'
'Shou-chan, I'll definitely wait for your return~ Promise'
'Shou-chan…I love you '
Shouichi gasped, twisting uncomfortably as his head throbbed. Hands curled into a tight fist and biting his bottom lip that it began to bleed, Shouichi frowned and he was panting heavily.
"Oya oya, so you don't remember anything. That's great." Shouichi glared-or tried to glare at him. "Ju-Just what are you talking about? I don't get any word you're saying…"Mukuro sets their forehead together, mismatched eyes catching Shouichi's wide eyes.
"That means…I can get rid of you that easily." Mukuro grinned. "E-Eh?" He ignored the redhead's baffled look and sets Shouichi to his feet who stumbled a bit, he settled the redhead back to the sofa while he made his way to the one-sitter couch. Crossing his leg over the other, he stared at Shouichi's pale form.
"But before that, let's have a little chat about your dear Byakuran." He smiled but Shouichi didn't return his smile. His mind is in a war of confusion. First, he finds out that his husband-to-be is his childhood friend and this pineapple-haired bastard says that he would get rid of him and now he wants to talk to him about Byakuran-san. Just-What the hell? No, it wasn't happening though, He had skipped class because of this man. No matter how curious he is about what he was going to say, somehow, he doesn't want to hear it. He seemed afraid of what he is going to know.
"I'm sorry Mukuro-san, but I have to leave. I don't know what you want to do but I don't think I have time for this." He stood, bowing at him again before turning to leave again. He had enough of the things that confuse him. He would have a little chat with a certain achromatic-haired
"So, it's okay if I take him away right?" Shouichi stopped, frozen. "Wha-What?" Looking at him over his shoulder, Shouichi frowned. Mukuro's smiled grew to new heights and rested his chin on the palm of his hand as he stared at the redhead with an amused expression.
"You don't mind if I take Byakuran right?" Shouichi eyes widened. Did…did he just say what he thought he just said?
"Wha-What did you just-"
"You heard me clearly. I want Byakuran, you wouldn't mind do you?" Mukuro leaned back, clearly enjoying Shouichi's reaction.
"…Do whatever you want." He turned away and frowned, his chest throbbed in protest. "Kufufu, then…can I ask for a favor?" Mukuro stood, slowly walking towards the redhead. Shouichi turned to him with wary eyes. "What?"
Mukuro grinned, happy about things have turned out. "Then, could you distance yourself away from him?" Shouichi blinked. "Why?" he asked. Mukuro stood in front of him, with eyes glistening in amusement and lips curved into a pleased smile, he whispers in Shouichi's ear.
"Because you're an eyesore."
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"Yes, it's working perfectly" Mukuro reported happily while holding his phone closer to his ear. He smiled and chuckled. "Of course, but it seemed he still have to realize his feelings." He said, then nodded and nodded.
"Yes, the fun has just started!" he laughed. "Then, I'll be reporting again. Arrivideci" he hanged up and hummed.
"Mukuro-sama, is it necessary to do that to him?"
"Kufufu, of course my darling Chrome. Irie Shouichi-kun has yet to realize his feelings for Byakuran." He smiled sweetly at Chrome Dokuro.
"I see, but I didn't know Mukuro-sama is such a great actor." Mukuro chuckled. "Kufufu, of course I 'am darling Chrome. So, how's Tsunayoshi-kun?" he asked.
Chrome smiled sweetly. "He's fine Mukuro-sama, though Boss is quite stressed." Mukuro nodded.
"Ah, I think I better hurry up so I can see Tsunayoshi-kun!" he chirped. "So, what's the next step Mukuro-sama?" Mukuro thought for a moment then smiled.
"Kufufu, we just have to make Irie Shouichi realize his feelings already. And also, I have to make Byakuran pay for being such a bully. Just for fun!" he chuckled.
"Of course, Mukuro-sama"
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[END of Chapter 6]
A/N: *cough* Thanks for reading! Please tell me what you think! :)
[No spoilers for now! I don't have any idea what to do with the next chapee! So, everyone, feel free to suggest! I'd love it!]