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Chapter Five

-Cheerleading Try Outs-

"Oh gosh I'm so nervous." Minako shook her head, running her fingers through her hair in an agitated manner.

Natsumi just smiled at her. "Minako I'm sure you'll do fine." The pink haired girl said, walking beside her friend. Kyo and Satomi followed after them, opposite expressions on their faces.

"Why do you want to be a bitchy cheerleader anyways?" Satomi asked with a sigh.

"Because, if I can become a cheerleader, then I get to go to all of the practices and games for soccer. Therefore, I will get to see Toshiro more, and my chances of getting him to notice me increase." She said, pounding a fist into her open palm.

"I think it's a pretty sound plan." Kyo, who today was dressed as a gangster, smiled.

Both twins glanced at one another and then back to Minako. "Uh…" Natsumi rubbed the back of her head. "Whatever you say Minako."

"Stupid plan." Satomi shook her head and glanced down at her sister's exposed stomach, but mostly to the hem of her pants. "Sumi…why are you wearing boxers?"

The younger twin's eyes widened, and she tried to shove the hem of the boxers under her pants. "I…I don't know what you're talking about!" she blushed a bit, her voice getting higher with her nervousness.

"Bet you haven't washed them, have you Natty?" Kyo asked with a knowing smirk. "Kinky."

"Wh-what?" Natsumi flailed, turning an even darker red. "It's not what you think! I just…I um, couldn't get to my laundry." She nodded.

Satomi arched a curious brow. "When have you ever done laundry in your entire life?"

"I did…that…one time. Remember, with the stuff and the place." She countered.

"And the bullshit, you big fat liar." The elder pointed accusingly at her sister. "You're wearing his boxers like some psycho stalker!"

Natsumi huffed, standing firm. "I am not a psycho!"

"Yeah you are."

"Ladies, ladies," Kyo held up his hands to try and placate them. "We are here to focus on Minako and her tryout." He reminded. "Needless to say, Natty, if you're going to wear Akito's boxers, make sure nobody sees them, especially Akito. That will just ruin your chances."

"Either that or he'd think it's really hot. The idiot's ego loves boosting." Satomi rolled her eyes, sitting down on the second row of the bleachers. "Good luck Minako." She waved as Natsumi and Kyo sat down on either side of her.

"Thanks guys." She said. Just then Taka walked up, standing next to the ebony haired girl.

"I see you actually showed up to the tryouts. I'm surprised." The brunette said.

"Yup! I just thought it would be something fun to do!" Minako smiled, setting her bag down. For the tryouts she was wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top, along with some tennis shoes.

Taka smirked. "Oh it's fun alright, and the attention you get from the guys isn't half bad either." Then her gaze trailed over to Natsumi, and she frowned. "Don't tell me you're trying out as well, because let me just save you some time and tell you that you wouldn't make it. We only accept normal people."

Natsumi stuck her tongue out, leaning back against the third row and propping herself up with her elbows. "Bite me bitch."

"I would, but I don't want to catch whatever disease I'm sure you have." The brunette sneered.

"Ooo, you think of that one all on your own?" the pink haired girl snapped back, her smirk only growing.

"Of course, because unlike some people, I have a life, and don't just sit there trying to come up with completely stupid jabs." She replied. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have tryouts to run."

Natsumi laughed and shooed her away. "That's right, go fill your life with meaningless tasks to cover your poor wounded ego of being dumped on your ass by Akito."

This caused Taka to bristle. "He didn't dump me, it was mutual."

"Was it?" she arched a delicate brow. "Last time I checked when it was mutual one of the parties didn't cry themselves to sleep."

"Oh, so you're stalking me now?" the brunette raised a brow.

Kyo leaned forward, appearing interested in the conversation. "So, you admit that you have been crying yourself to sleep?" he asked.

Taka's icy blue gaze shot over to him. "Oh shut up Vanilla Ice. Nobody wants to hear you speak."

"I like hearing him speak." Satomi said in her normal monotone.

"Exactly. You are a nobody, and therefore my point is valid." She said.

Kyo bristled at this, his gaze narrowing. "You know what, Satomi is not a nobody. She's a somebody. A wonderful somebody. You're just upset because the stick up your ass drives everyone away, and that Akito's eyes were finally opened to the ugly witch you really are."

"Says the boy who can't even get the girl he likes to return his affections." Taka smirked.

The blonde looked as if he were about to explode, but Satomi reached over and pat his knee, giving him an unreadable look. He crossed his arms but remained silent.

Natsumi just stared at Taka, the humor from her gaze gone. "You know Taka, Akito was telling me how thankful he was to me for pointing out that you're an incorrigible twat." Then she smirked. "While my legs were wrapped around his waist this weekend."

This caused the brunette's eyes to widen, and her gaze shot to Natsumi. "What?" she asked, her voice dangerously low.

The pink haired girl's haughty look only grew. "Oh yeah. He was over at my house this weekend. In fact…Akito, Haru, Vincent, and Tomoyo were over." She sighed, still smiling. "It was really fun, but Akito and I were alone…a lot, and not to mention I got a token from our…activities." She stood and pulled up the hem of Akito's black boxers.

Taka's blue eyes widened even more. "What?" she shrieked, getting everyone's attention. Even the guys on the soccer field who were busy practicing. She turned on her heel then, stomping down the bleachers towards the cheerleading squad and stopping before Tomoyo. "Is it true?" she asked, placing her hands on her hips.

The dark haired girl blinked, looking confused. "Is what true?"

"Did you go to that freak's house over the weekend with Akito? And spend the night?" the brunette asked, pointing back towards Natsumi.

Tomoyo leaned to the side, seeing where her friend was pointing. "Oh yeah." She smiled. "Haru called me and asked if I wanted to spend the night with him at Toshiro's. So I came over and it was really, really fun." The girl beamed, not catching the brunette's stewing. "And then Satomi, Minako, Natsumi and I went to sleep in Natsumi's room with Kyo. We had a pillow fight while we were waiting for Natsumi to come back from wherever she was after that."

Taka blinked, taking in all this new information. "You all…slept with Kyo? While Natsumi was gone off with Akito?"

"Yup!" she nodded, still not catching onto where this was going. Taka let out an infuriated yell, not believing that this was happening to her.

"Everyone who is trying out, stand over there!" she ordered, pointing to a spot on the field. Taking this as her cue, Minako looked at her friends.

"Wish me luck!" the ebony haired girl said, heading down to do the tryouts.

Kyo sighed. "You just had to show Taka the boxers, didn't you?" he asked Natsumi. "You realize that now Akito's going to find out, right? As well as the entire school."

Natsumi waved after Minako before shifting her gaze to her best guy friend. "Please Kyo," she rolled her eyes. "That was such a blow to her ego, she wouldn't want anyone to know."

Satomi shrugged. "Could go either way." Then she clapped her hands a couple times. "Go Minako! Remember the high kick!"

"Okay!" she called as she joined the other girls.

Taka clasped her hands behind her back, and began to bark orders to the contestants, giving them different kinds of moves she wanted them to do as she walked amongst them, examining their form while her two co-captains took down notes about what they thought.

Minako was smiling the whole time, feeling really good about her tryout. She'd been practicing all week for this, there was no way she wouldn't make the squad. This was her chance to get Toshiro to notice her, and she wasn't going to let it pass her by. She did every move that Taka ordered them to do with precision and ease, thankful for her natural flexibility.

When it was all over, Minako and just a handful of other girls were left. "Okay, it looks like you are the ones who made the team." Taka said. "So congratulations."

"Yay!" Minako clapped. Tomoyo came over to her then, smiling at her friend.

"That was really good Minako. I think you're going to really like being a cheerleader." She said.

"Thanks." Minako said. "I'm a little disappointed that I didn't get to show off my high kick though. It's pretty good." She nodded.

This grabbed the other girl's attention. "Really? Show me!" she said.

She nodded, moving backwards a bit. "Ready? Okay!" she did the normal thing, clapping her hands together. Tomoyo's eyes widened then, as Taka began to walk towards them, but before she could get out a warning, Minako lifted her leg in a kick, nailing the brunette square in the face. Feeling the impact on her foot, Minako gasped, turning to see Taka flat on her back, gripping her bleeding nose. Everyone else was just staring at them in shock, even the soccer team had stopped practicing to watch the scene.

"Oh my God! Taka, I'm so sorry!" she said, placing her hands on her cheeks.

"Fuck yes!" Natsumi cheered from the stands, on her feet with her hands in the air. Satomi stood as well, clapping loudly, a devious smirk on her face.

Toshiro walked over to the group, the soccer ball in his hands, staring up at his sisters and then to Minako and the fallen captain. "Holy crap Minako, you nailed her in the face." He laughed. Akito came over as well, smirking.

"Nice." He said.

Minako's face darkened from shame and embarrassment. "I'm so sorry." She repeated, stooping to help Taka up. The other girl hit away her hands, getting up on her own as she pinched her nose to try and halt the blood flow.

"Are you out of your mind?" she yelled in her face. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I'm sorry, it was an accident." The ebony haired girl said softly, beginning to fidget.

Taka's glare only increased. "Accident my ass! Watch what you're doing next time you big idiot!" She yelled, lowering her hand and carefully touching her nose to try and see the extent of the damage that had been done, wincing a bit.

"So…I guess I'll see you next practice?" Minako asked.

The brunette's gaze shifted back over to her. "Oh, there won't be a next time." She snorted, only causing her to wince even more at the action.

"What?" she asked, her eyes widening.

"You must be delusional to think that I'd let someone as clumsy and uncoordinated as you on my cheer squad." She said. "There is no way in hell. You'll just ruin everything and wind up hurting someone else." She sneered.

Seeing the tears coming to the ebony haired girl's eyes, Akito decided to speak up. "Oh come on Taka, it's not like she kicked you on purpose." He said. Taka glared at him, pointing a finger in his face.

"Don't talk to me you bastard. I know you and Natsumi had sex over the weekend, and I saw your boxers on her skinny-assed waist to prove it!" she shouted, making everyone's eyes widen.

Toshiro frowned, his amused grin gone from his expression, a now hard glare set on Akito. "What?" he seethed.

The ebony haired boy held his hands up innocently. "We didn't have sex, I swear." He told the redhead. "You know I'd never do that to you."

"Do I?" the redhead yelled punching his friend hard in the arm. "I actually believe you would." He growled.

"Dude, really?" Akito asked, rubbing his arm. "I promise, nothing like that happened."

Up on the bleachers, Natsumi leaned a bit forward and went wide eyed. "Uh oh. Looks like her ego wasn't that wounded. Kyo! Exit maneuver eighty-nine!" the younger twin declared, pointing her finger in the air.

The blonde was up in a second and grabbed Satomi around the waist, hoisting her over his shoulder as she let out a yell of protest. "Release me Kyo!"

Natsumi and Kyo ran for the edge and jumped off the side, landing perfectly and taking off towards the school. Seeing her friend's escaping, Minako took off after them, not wanting to be left with them in her humiliation.

Akito watched them leave, before looking back at his friend. "Toshiro, seriously, nothing happened. I ran into her in the hallway after I got off the phone with you know who, and that's it." He said honestly.

"Nyaaah!" Toshiro held up his hand in a silencing manner, walking away from his best friend and shouting out drills for the rest of the team to run.

Tomoyo stared after him and then looked back to Akito. "You know who?"

"My pen pal from our assignment last week." He said, before running off after his friend to finish their team's practice.

Taka just glared after him. "When I get my nose fixed, that pink haired bitch is dead." She muttered, walking off towards the school. "Dead!" she shouted to nobody in particular.

Tomoyo groaned and followed after her. She could tell this was only going to escalate to DEFCON one.

By the end of the day, everyone in the school thought that he and Natsumi had had sex the night he'd stayed at Toshiro's house. Apparently she was wearing his boxers. He shook his head at that thought. Odd. On top of all this, the whole school also thought that Kyo had a harem, which consisted of Natsumi, Satomi, Minako, and Tomoyo. They were calling him the luckiest guy in the school.

Haru had been devastated upon hearing this rumor, but Tomoyo had quickly allayed his fears, telling him it wasn't true. Once she told him that Taka was the one who had started both rumors, he knew them to be false, and his happiness was restored once more.

Walking down the hallway now, Akito ignored the looks he was receiving. Jealous ones from the girls who wished they had been in Natsumi's place, and encouraging ones from the guys. He was worried about the rate information travelled around here. Especially false information.

But he didn't really care about that. Right now, he was on a mission to find a certain pink haired girl, and ask her why Taka believed that they had slept together. If anyone knew the truth on how that rumor had been started, it was Natsumi. He was sure of it.

He rounded the corner, and spotted her at her locker. He walked over to her and leaned against the locker next to hers. "So, apparently you and I had sex that night I was at your house." He stated, crossing his arms. "Any idea how that rumor started?" he raised a brow.

"Yup." She said, slamming her locker closed and shouldering her messenger bag as she began to walk off.

He followed after her. "Care to tell me how?" he asked, walking alongside her down the hall.

She sighed. "Do I have to?"

"Well, I think I deserve to know." He said. "Considering the fact that you're wearing my boxers and all." He smirked, reaching out and snapping the exposed cloth material against her hip.

Natsumi yelped, a dark red covering her cheeks as she moved away from him, trying to hide the fabric once more. "I just ran out of panties is all and they happened to be there." She lied, trying not to hyperventilate now that he'd unleashed the small floodgates she'd been holding closed.

"Really?" he raised a brow, seeming intrigued. "Because as far as I knew, you have a maid that does those kinds of things every week." His smirk widened. "Not to mention that my boxers are dirty as well. Since I was wearing them."

"Whatever. Details. God." She hurried ahead of him, trying to reach the door before he could stop her again. But of course, she wasn't so lucky. Just as she grabbed the handle, Akito pulled it closed, moving between her and the exit.

"Well, I'm really interested to hear the details of our," he placed his hands on her hips and brought her against him, "tryst." He said, cocking his head to the side a bit.

Her heart stopped for at least five seconds before jumpstarting again and causing her face to turn a darker shade of red. "I didn't mean to start it…" she whispered, feeling everything about his body since their fronts were pressed into one another. "I just…" Natsumi breathed out, her mouth dry. Oh god, damn hormonal delusions of his sweaty body pounding against hers.

He leaned closer to her face, trying to hear her. "Just…what?" he asked softly.

"I just…she was pissing me off…" she tried not to moan. Why the hell did his body have to feel so damn amazing? "And so…I told her a few…minor details that had occurred that night, and one thing led to another and she thought…you know, we had sex." She peeped out the last part, shrinking down a bit from her embarrassment.

He straightened then. "Well, as long as you're okay with the rumor, I don't really care." He told her, absentmindedly rubbing her hips with his thumbs. "But you should explain to Toshiro how it happened, before he finds the time to beat me up for tainting you." The corner of his mouth lifted in a small smile.

"Hey! I'm not tainted." She huffed, glaring up at him. "You're actually the only guy who's ever touched me so inappropriately." Natsumi grumbled, looking off. Her eyes widened then, "Not that I don't like it. I do. I mean I love it…I mean!" she yelled and slapped her hands over her cheeks, trying to hide the darkening blush and her embarrassed façade.

"Good." Akito said, looking pleased. "Because I like touching you. It makes that cute little blush come to your face." He lifted his hand stroked a small section of her cheek that she hadn't covered. Then he moved out of the way so that she could leave. "See you later Natsumi." He said, smacking her rear before walking off down the hall.

Natsumi stared after him, swallowing hard as she tried to catch her breath. She leaned against the door and groaned. She pushed the door open and tried to shake all her body's hype. She pulled out her phone and did what she always did to ease her inner turmoil. She texted Darkfalcon.

I don't know what to do. =( Call me.