CHAPTER 6
Kageyama Tobio is such a delicate thing.
There's a transferee in Kageyama's class and happened to join the volleyball club.
There's a transferee in Kageyama's class... And hell on earth, why are they so close?
"My, never thought the great Prince Oikawa would get jealous." I watched Tobio-chan from the window of our room, laugh to tears down there on the field, in a bench while talking to that transferee-kun who passed a memberhip form to the club yesterday.
...and here, I, happened to be cleaning the room as punishment for sleeping in class, with Iwa-chan to watch me suffer.
Oh well.
"Shut up. Who're you? And please, I'm a King not a prince." Could I deny that I'm in a bad mood?
"I'm the last person you'll forget when you'd have amnesia." He moved the chair next to me then sat there.
"You were, I supposed... But not anymore, Iwa-chan..." I looked at him and there a pain sharped in his eyes.
Why?
"So, you're finally serious about that boy, eh?" He leaned his elbow on the desk and then placed his chin on his palm. "I'm glad...and good-luck."
"You're being sentimental Iwa-chan, stop that." I, once again, flashed my very cute smile matching closed eyes and clapped my hands on one. First, I was doing that on purpose, but I think it's turning to be a mannerism.
"Well, your momma can't help it when you're finally settling... Or something like that." I chuckled to see his reaction, to the term 'momma', to the joke he tried to deliver but failed.
You looked so sorrowful, Iwaizumi.
"Why then?" I turned around and faced him. Let's get down to business.
"Why what? Do you neeed a reason?" He looked flustered as I looked him in his eyes, I could see him struggling not to break the stare, because if he did...he knew I'd know he'd be lying.
"So, there is particular reason?" I leaned my arms on his desk and moved a little closer to reduce the gap on us.
"The hell you're saying, Oikawa?"
"The hell I'm saying? I-wa-i-zu-mi?" I tilt a little to the left as I dug my stare deeper on him.
"W-what?!" There, he finally lost the battle of glaring.
"Listen here, Iwa-chan," I tapped two fingers on the table.
"...are there something, you're not telling me?"
"Oikawa." His shoulders lumped down, his eyes bowed down and his mouth don't know what to do. He looked at me like he was being helpless...he looked at me like he was different.
He looked at me like I have never known him.
I know this...
"My, Iwa-chan~" I couldn't suppress my smile as I realized.
I stand a little and bowed a little lower then held his cheek as I directed his face to look up on me.
His eyes said he couldn't comprehend a thing.
So...
I closed our gaps by pasting my forehead to his, and then clinch a little 'til I reached his lips.
So this is why, Iwa-chan? Understood then.
...
Soft. Tender. Innocent. I believe this was the first time Iwaizumi's mouth been touched. I know he knew only few of this thing. I could feel him struggling to learn what he should do. I could feel him inside his mouth trembling. I could feel his tongue flicker to follow my move. I could feel him melting, breaking.
Then he finally gather the strength to force me out.
"Fuck." was the first thing he said as he stand on his feet, the back of his hand on his lips, his cheeks flushed dark shade of red.
I don't know what I'm doing. Maybe a force of habit or shit. I stood up and closed the curtain, walked through the door and locked it, turned the lights off as the dim of afternoon slowly showing. Then I dragged him on a free corner and pinned him on the wall behind him.
"What a compliment, dear." My, I'm bullying my very best friend.
"What are you doing Oikawa?" I never thought I'd look at him this close, I could say this is the first time I really looked in his eyes - or should I say, this is the first time I've really seen him for real.
"My, don't cry." I wiped the little teardrop that almost escaped from him as I leaned my body very, very near him.
"Shit Oikawa." He directed his face on the right side when I brought mine closer to him. He's shaking and his fists were tight closed indicating he was really, very, nervous. My, I could really see right through him when he was this close , in between my arms, helpless cat with a wall behind.
"...but I'm making this easy for you, don't you think? Iwa-chan~" I brought his face infront by grasping his chin, I caressed my thumb on his lower lip as I felt him terrified to what the hell I was doing.
"You are fucking horrible." He looked at me with anger and want in his eyes. The two contradicting thing called madness and desire. The hate and love that me, playing him, and he, begging for it.
"You need this anyways, right?" I whispered this in his ear and then I brushed my lips in his cheek to his mouth once again. My thumb on his lower lip kept his little mouth open for me to enter soothingly. His hands were on my shoulders grasping and crumpling it hard, as if the pain would make me stop. He managed to break the kiss by bitting my lip. I licked the little blood that he managed to release from me.
"My, Iwa-"
In seconds, I was on the floor, fell down because of a solid punch on the right cheek. I looked up and saw Iwaizumi raging with fire. I thought he was faking his resistance to me, but my, I guess, he's serious.
"I'm giving you my best, Iwaizumi." I fixed my position on the floor.
"So this is how you do it with everyone." He stand there still, and his fist's always ready for another punch.
"Hm~ You are very right there." I winked at him and he gritted his teeth, annoyed maybe, because it looked like I wasnt taking this seriously.
"You move really, pretty fast."
"Well I guess, it's a force of habit or...my second nature maybe?" I am very bashful man.
"Sex is your habit. You really are terrible." I chuckled.
"You sure have many hate words on your pocket, eh?"
"Not enough to describe you."
Well, to do this to my only best friend. Sure there's no enough hate words to describe me.
"I supposed, I am really that scattered then." Let's bash me together Iwa-chan.
"Listen here, Oika-"
"I am looking for a fuck buddy, yanno? Been thinking 'bout it for a while now... You said it yourself, I need to be careful, so I decided to settle to one instead of one person per day right?
...so, can you be that person?"
Water started falling from his eyes as his lips slowly cracking painful sounds from inside.
"How could you do this? I bet you already realized that I hav-"
"and yes, that is why I'm doing this." I raised a hand as if offering a deal.
I never thought the next thing to happen. He moved down and pushed me flat on the floor making me locked between his legs, hands on my neck, tears falling from his eyes to my face.
"If you don't like the idea, just say it so and I will be sorry. Just so you know, I am offering you a good deal." I removed his hands on my neck that was obviously no intent to choke me.
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because you have a thing for me, right?"
"... and if I deny?" I smiled to his answer.
"Darling, it would be a lie."
"I'll ask again." He settled to sit fine above me. Man, this is hard. "Why are you doing this?" He looked far away on a side, as the shadows hid the glim in his eyes. I put my arm on my forehead before I answered very quietly.
"So that you could take advantage of me. Who knows, your feelings might reach me someday."
Will it ever happen?
He bent low on my face, as he painfully accept my hostile deal.
"Oikawa..."
Then there's a kiss.
