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Chapter Six
-Revenge Never Tasted so Good-
Minako's eyes widened, and she could feel her heart rate begin to pick up as the soccer field slowly came into view down the hallway towards the outside. "I can't go back out there. This is a bad idea." She said, shaking her head, though she continued to walk between her two pink haired best friends.
"Please." Satomi smirked.
Natsumi nodded. "This is a marvelous idea."
"I'll say." Kyo said, staring at Satomi's rear as he walked beside Minako.
Natsumi and Satomi were both dressed in their school's semi-slutty cheerleading uniforms. The skirts barely covered the essentials, ending just before you could see their behinds. Though, just in case, they had spankies on under their black pleated skirts. Their midriffs were showing, the top tying around their necks and clinging to them tightly, showing off their school colors of red, black, and white.
"It's time someone brought that bitch down to earth." Natsumi formed a fist and pushed open the door.
Minako flailed after them, only growing more worried. "But I didn't even know you guys knew how to be cheerleaders."
"Our mother had us in this 'phase'." Satomi explained with a sigh, glancing at her sister. Her hair was braided back to keep it from her face and Natsumi had clipped up her own.
On the field, the soccer team was practicing once more, along with the football team since it was getting close to the start of the season. Toshiro made a shot for the goal and it sailed straight in without the goalie even moving, since his gaze was fixated somewhere else. The redhead walked up to him and smacked him over the head. "Dante, what the hell? What are you-" he followed the stare and went wide eyed, his jaw dropping. "Oh. My. God."
"You can say that again." Akito said, staring at the twins, but mostly Natsumi. He knew she was hot, but not that hot. Her body was perfect. Probably even better looking than CrescentMoon's, if he dared go that far.
"Holy shit." Vincent said from beside them, having pulled away from his football practice. "I think I just jizzed in my pants."
Haru was on the other side of Akito. "Toshiro…your sister's are smokin' hot. Look at those bodies. To be in a three way with those twins." He shivered, all thoughts of Tomoyo gone for a millisecond.
"Well, I'm leaving practice early." Akito announced, already walking in the twins' direction.
"Hey!" Toshiro glared after him. "Get your ass back here!"
Haru followed after him, as did Vincent, all eager to find out why this transformation had occurred.
Back over where the cheerleaders were, Taka was not taking this new 'transformation' very well. "And just why are the two of you dressed like that? Your lives aren't so pathetic that you're trying to be like me, are they?" she asked haughtily, crossing her arms.
Natsumi walked up to her, their standoff beginning, their noses almost touching. Everyone could feel the animosity between the two. "Are you really that stupid? Or just blind? What does it look like tramp? We're trying out for the squad. And I'm going for captain."
The brunette snorted and rolled her eyes. "Please, like you could make captain. That is something that's decided at the beginning of the year and non-negotiable." She told her. "On top of that, I highly doubt you're good enough to make the squad in the first place."
"Actually, I checked and the coach can decide whoever she wants. And I talked to her this morning. She thinks it's a great idea for a little competition." Natsumi said, glancing over at the hulky woman who was sitting under an umbrella in a lawn chair on the side lines. "Right Glenda?"
"Right." She nodded, lifting her glass that was filled with iced tea. "Just shut your trap Taka and let them try out. We could use some new blood. And if you're so damn good, you've nothing to worry about."
The pink haired girl met Taka's blue glare with a haughty jade. "Better watch yourself, slut." Natsumi warned, shifting her eyes to the crowd that had begun to clot around the edges of their training field. She walked away from Taka then, since the brunette would be demonstrating first, and stopped in front of Akito. "You look surprised." She smirked, wondering how she could be so bold in such a revealing outfit, but it somehow made her feel more powerful.
"Of course I'm surprised." He said, visibly taking in her exposed form. "I didn't know you were interested in this kind of thing." He reached out and plucked at the hem of her uniform, right between her breasts.
She set her hands on her hips, a devious smirk on her face. "I'm not really. But I am into nailing Taka into the ground. Plus, I look superhot in this outfit."
"Yes you do." he smirked, letting his finger trail down her flat stomach. "So, so hot." His hand fell to his side. Natsumi took a step closer, staring up into his green depths.
"Try not to drool, big boy." she smirked, brushing her hand against his pelvis before walking off and trying not to freak out or allow him to see the enormous pink blush that had streaked across her face. Guys liked bold, right? At least Darkfalcon did, and she assumed it was a bit of a turn on for all guys.
Taka was glaring hatefully at Natsumi now, having seen the entire exchange between her and her ex. Huffing, she walked to a clear space on the field, two other girls with her to help her in her routine. Everyone watched, only mildly impressed. It wasn't that it wasn't good, but it was all stuff they had seen before. Just the basic things that were usually in their routines. She finished her performance with a haughty smirk, confident that she was going to win. "Beat that." She said lowly to Natsumi, walking over to stand next to Akito, who just rolled his eyes and ignored her, keeping his gaze on Natsumi.
Said girl just shook her head and glanced over to her sister and Kyo. "Ready?
"Of course." Satomi said, walking past Taka. "Suck this bitch." She smirked and went over to her sister, with Kyo following obediently in his own matching attire. The coach sat up, seeming interested upon Kyo's approach. He took the space between the two girls, who looked to one another before beginning.
At first it was standard, the clapping and chanting, until the moves they started to do where much more complex than anything the team had tried. Especially since Natsumi and Satomi moved almost perfectly in sync with one another, and had a flexibility that was renowned. After a few round offs and kicks Satomi moved beside Kyo and joined their hands, allowing Natsumi to place her foot in the hold and be launched in the air.
"Oh my God." The coach gasped, watching Natsumi twirl and flip in the air more times than she'd ever seen done, and that high. She fell then, and with amazing ease, Kyo and Satomi caught her and she flipped back up, landing in a splits.
Glenda clapped her large hands loudly, as did all the other cheerleaders and the crowd that had gathered around them. Minako shoved her way through the crowd, hugging her two friends around their necks. "That was awesome guys!" she smiled happily.
"Thanks." The twins said in unison, hugging her back.
"That was simply amazing." The coach smiled, walking up to them in her sweat suit. "I want you two on the team! No, we need you. I can't believe you've never tried out before!"
"Cause…we hate you?" Satomi blinked, only making the hefty woman laugh louder, as if it were a joke. She opened her mouth once more to clarify, but Kyo's hand clamped over it before she could get out a peep.
"Best to just let her be ignorant dear." He said.
Taka pouted, stepping forward. "I'm still the team captain, right?" she asked, her hands on her hips.
Glenda glanced to the brunette and burst into laughter again. "Oh sweetie. You have to think about what's best for the team." She explained.
"And it looks like I'm what's best to for the team." Natsumi smirked, the little halo over her head turning into devilish horns.
"But she doesn't know the first thing about being captain!" the brunette shouted, stomping her fist and acting like a child. "Or about leading the squad!"
"How do you know that Taka?" Glenda asked, arching a delicate brow. "I've been faxed both their experience from their mother, and they went to one of the most exclusive camps. The only thing she lacks that you have is being a whiny little bitch. So take a seat and calm down before I kick you off." She threatened.
"But…I…they…" she said, looking around at everyone. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" she screamed, stomping her foot once more before storming off.
Akito smirked, looking at Natsumi. "Nice job." He complimented. "I don't think she's thrown a fit that big since I dumped her."
Natsumi glanced over at Akito, a small smirk forming on her face. She had to admit, Minako had been right. She really liked the attention she got from Akito when she was a cheerleader. Vincent sighed, and moved from Akito's side and followed after his brunette friend, whose world just seemed to be falling around her.
"Now. I have my twins." Glenda clapped and focused on Kyo. "Blondie. I want you as well, you were marvelous!"
"Really?" Kyo asked, perking up. "Awesome!" he picked Satomi up then, hugging her to him as he twirled in a small circle. "Now we have matching outfits Tomi!" he smiled brightly. "And we can hang out more!"
"What?" she yelled, looking angry. "No!" she tried to pull away from him. "You can't let him join!"
"Done and done. And your friend can join too." Glenda said happily, gesturing to Minako and walking off. "Practice is over for the day." She ordered and went to grab her bag of treats.
Natsumi smiled. "Sweet." She said and did an about face, sauntering off, adding a nice swing to her hips since she knew Akito was staring after her.
Not wanting her to leave his sights, Akito followed her, running a bit to catch up to her. When he was by her side, he slowed his run to a walk. "So, you're the captain of the cheerleaders now. How do you feel?" he asked, raising a brow as he looked down at her, clasping his hands behind his back.
"I feel no different. Just glad I could help Minako out since Taka was such a bitch to her." She shrugged, keeping her cool. She found she was beginning to get much better at relaxing around him instead of freaking out. "Now I have to dress like a slut though." She pouted, resting her hands on her hips.
"Oh I don't think anybody minds." He smiled. "Especially not me."
She glanced at him, smirking deviously. "And why's that?"
"Why else?" he asked, returning her smirk as he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against his side. "So I can look at you."
She blushed, now awkwardly pressed against him as they walked into the gym from the outside. "You sure suddenly got all expressive with watching me and touching me." She laughed.
"Nah, I've always watched you." He shrugged. "You just never noticed."
"I'm pretty sure I would have noticed if you were staring at me." Natsumi protested. "And how come you're all over me?" she glared slightly, something twisting inside her. "Is it because I'm now a cheerleader and it fits into your perfect stereotypical reign?" she pulled away from him then, her body language changing drastically from how she had flaunted it before, to nervous and afraid.
He blinked, stopping in his tracks. "No." was all he said, his expression turning into a confused frown.
"Well then why?" she demanded, keeping her hard gaze. "It doesn't make any sense for you to all of a sudden take some kind of physical interest in me."
"I'm not sure." He said, still frowning. "But if you don't want my attention, then I'll leave you alone."
Natsumi yelled out in frustration. "God I hate when you answer stuff like that!" she huffed, turning her back to him and stomping off. "It's so freaking annoying, and it's not an answer, it's just crazy gibberish you sprout out to avoid telling the truth!"
"Is not!" He pouted as he followed after her, even though he knew she spoke the truth. "I answered honestly. I don't know. What, you want me to make something up like how your suddenly blossoming beauty has caught my eye, and I just can't stop staring at you?" he asked.
"No!" she stopped and faced him again. "I understand the not knowing part. It's the end part that's stupid. What do you take me for? Some kind of idiot?" she sent her hands on her hips then and mimicked him in an annoying monotone voice. "If you don't want my attention, I'll leave you alone."
"What's wrong with that?" he asked, throwing his hands in the air. "I was just being polite." He placed his hands on his hips then.
"No!" she scolded as if speaking to a bad dog. "No. No. No. No. No! That is not polite. That's manipulative and conniving and half assed." Natsumi walked up to him fully then, facing him head on as she mimicked him once more. "If you don't want my attention, I'll leave you alone."
Then she changed to a much higher voice. "Oh no! I love the attention! Please shower me with more! I can't bear to be without your touch."
"Oh ho ho. Well in that case, I'd love to touch you more and feel free to touch my abs and rub all up them! You can even do your laundry on them like old times, cause' they're soooooo nice." Natsumi ran her hands all over her stomach as if she had male abs.
"Oh gawd could I?" she said in her higher voice. "You're just so delicious, I wanna be pressed up against you. Please! Take me now!"
"Oh baby, you know I'd rock your world and treat you so delicate, like a precious flower and make love so tenderly to you that you wouldn't be able to ever house another man inside you again." She said in her manly voice, not catching she'd said something Darkfalcon had said to her before.
Natsumi crossed her arms then, glaring at him speaking in her normal voice then. "That's how you envisioned that conversation."
He just stared at her, as if he was in awe. Then a smile slowly crept across his face, and he burst into laughter, holding his stomach from the sheer force of his merriment. Gasping for a breath, he let it die down enough so that he could speak. "Not exactly, but I find your interpretation to be quite comical." Then he sobered slightly. "But seriously, I do not, nor have I ever thought that you were an idiot in any way. I just…don't know what to think of you." He admitted, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Yeah well," Natsumi sighed. "You're fat." She pouted, crossing her arms over her chest.
He smirked. "You're cute." He teased, pinching her cheek lightly.
She stared at him, puffing her cheeks out only making him smile more. "Are you aggressive in bed?" she asked bluntly, keeping her eyes locked with his own.
"Aggressive how?" he asked, tilting his head to the side. "Aggressive as in forceful, domineering, controlling…?"
"I guess so. I dunno you smack my butt a lot." She blinked, lowering her gaze to his lips, suddenly overwhelmed with the want to kiss him and feel his mouth pressed against her own.
Akito blinked, before smirking slightly. "Well, I've never been one to spank someone while in the act, unless asked." He said. "For the most part, I make sure that my partner is pleasured thoroughly before myself."
Her face fell and she sighed, thinking about his other 'partners'. "Yeah…well I'm going to go ahead and go now. I wanna go home. So…" she pulled away from him. "I guess I'll see you later." She said quickly, running off into the girl's locker room.
He sighed, confused by her odd behavior. What was with her lately? She was being weirder than normal. Shaking his head and not wanting to think of it any longer, since he avoided anything that had to do with complicated feelings, he went into the boy's locker room and showered before getting dressed.
As he was pulling on his jeans, Toshiro came out from the showers, opening his locker and beginning to get dressed as well. "Hey, how did the rest of practice go?" he asked, looking sideways at his friend.
"You would know if you were there instead of fornicating with my sister." He said sharply, not even looking to his friend as he dropped the towel and pulled on his boxers as well as his pants.
"I was not fornicating with her." Akito rolled his eyes, taking out his deodorant and putting some on. "I was watching her bring Taka down, which was awesome, by the way."
The redhead sighed. "I'm well aware of my sister's physical abilities and how good they are. You'd be surprised. I can tell you how good Natsumi is at soccer and Satomi is in volleyball."
"Hn." He took out his black V-neck and pulled it on. "So do you still want me to come over tonight?" he asked, sitting down and pulling on his socks. "Or are you gonna keep acting weird?"
"As long as you stop fondling my sister, I don't see a problem." Toshiro glanced over to him finally, pulling on his white tee and then gathering the rest of his things and shoving them in his duffle bag.
"Yeah, yeah." He said, pulling on his shoes. "I highly doubt that will be a problem." He grabbed his bag, shouldering it as he stood.
They left then, walking out to the parking lot together. "I think Kyo is coming over as well. But he'll mostly stay with Satomi and Natsumi."
"I think it's weird that your father allows that." Akito said. "I mean, who's to say that he doesn't do stuff with either of them." He shrugged. "Just saying."
"He was uncomfortable with it at first. But if he did anything with Natsumi she'd be really clingy with him and the like. And Satomi is just plain mean to him." the elder boy explained. "So I think he's pretty assured that nothing happens."
"Huh." He said, stopping before his car, which was parked next to Toshiro's. He smirked as he took out his keys. "Wanna race to your house?" he asked deviously.
Toshiro returned the gesture and threw his things in the back seat of his Audi. "You really think you can beat me pretty boy?" he asked, sliding into the front seat and starting his car.
Akito did the same, his window rolled down so that he could still communicate with his friend. "Of course I can beat you jerk face." He said, backing his Camero out of its space. He pulled out onto the street slowly, allowing Toshiro to pull up next to him at the light, so that their race could officially begin. Both revved their engines, waiting for the lights to change.
They did, and the two sped forward, ignoring the speed limit signs and the other people on the road as they weaved their way in and out of the traffic. Toshiro took the lead, as Akito had gotten boxed in by a couple of old people. Hitting his wheel in frustration as he saw his friend's smirk in his rearview mirror, Akito frowned, looking around for another opportunity to get ahead.
When he saw that the light had turned red, stopping Toshiro in his tracks, Akito quickly cut the people in the right lane off as he swerved through the parking lot, turning and taking the lead once more. Smirking in triumph, he lost sight of his friend at the light. He continued to speed towards the Sabaku house, his façade turning to one of shock as Toshiro pulled up at the same time he did, having come from the opposite direction.
Akito turned off his engine, getting out of his car. "How the hell did you do that? I was winning." He pouted, popping his trunk to get his bag.
"Skill my friend. Pure skill." He snickered, grabbing his bag and walking in with him.
"Whatever." Akito said as they went upstairs. Tossing his bag at the foot of the bed, he pulled out his phone, checking it to see if CrescentMoon had texted him. Not seeing one, he decided to text her.
Why do girls insist on confusing men? Do you all take some kind of pleasure out of watching us squirm? 0.o
He sent it then, before putting his phone away. His brow creased at the look he was receiving from the redhead. "What?"
"Nothing. You're just obsessed with this mystery girl of yours." He shrugged, sitting down on one of the couches in his massive room. "I wonder if you'd be so head over heels if you knew who she really was."
Before he couple reply he felt his phone vibrate and opened it to check the message.
Mhmm. Sorry to say sweetheart but we love a good old mind fuck. =)
He smirked, quickly replying.
Well that sucks. I guess that means I'm screwed. =(
He looked back at Toshiro as he put his phone away. "What's that supposed to mean?" he asked. "It shouldn't matter who she is, so long as I know the real her. Besides, I already know she's hot, so I'm not worried about physical appearances, if that's what you mean."
"What if she was someone you already knew?" the redhead arched a curious brow.
Akito's phone buzzed once more.
Awww, I thought you liked being screwed by me. ;]
"So what? It would just be a bonus, right? I mean, at least this way I'm getting to know her better than I did in person." He shrugged before replying.
Only on occasion, and when you're being nice ;P
"Besides," the ebony haired boy said as he sat down on the couch, "I genuinely like her. I mean, it's different, than when I was with other girls."
"How is it different?" Toshiro asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
"I can tell her anything." He explained. "I can talk to her about anything and nothing, and she's still happy to hear my voice. When I tell her about my faults and insecurities, she doesn't judge me. She understands me like nobody else does." He smiled slightly then. "With her, our relationship isn't physical, or for convenience. It's real. And it confuses the hell out of me."
Toshiro glanced down, hearing the phone once more and rolled his eyes. Akito simply laughed and opened it up.
I'm always nice to you. Hehe, well I'm sweaty so I'm going to SHOWER. Don't get too excited just cause' I'll be all alone in a steamy shower with nothing on. Text you when I'm out.
He sighed as he replied.
Tease.
"I do wish I knew who she was though." He confessed. "It would be nice, to be able to call her by her real name, see her face, hear her laugh in person instead of over the phone. It just sucks."
"Oh but you have." The redhead smirked.
This only confused Akito more. "What do you mean?" he asked, and then something clicked, and he sat forward on the couch, so that he was on the edge. "Do you know who CrescentMoon is?" he inquired eagerly.
He nodded. "I've known since you told me the screen name."
Akito sat there, staring at the redhead for a few seconds. "And you didn't think to tell me who she was?"
"You didn't ask."
He let out an exasperated sigh. "Well, who is she?"
Toshiro shook his head but stood, "Are you sure you want to know? It's going to shatter your illusion."
"Yes I'm sure I want to know, and I highly doubt it will shatter my illusion." He said, trying not to become impatient with his friend.
"Alright then." He said before heading to the door. "I'll be right back."
Akito sighed. What was he doing? Could he not just say, 'CrescentMoon is so and so'? Did he really have to drag this out and be all mysterious? Because it was beginning to grate on his nerves.
He returned soon after, holding a cell phone. "Well it looks like…girls like to mind fuck and you're getting screwed and she says you like it anyways…" Toshiro read from the screen and then tossed the device over to Akito, who caught it in his hands.
"What?" he asked in confusion, reading the very conversation he had just had with CrescentMoon. He examined the phone, knowing that it looked familiar, but unable to place it. Frowning slightly, he pressed the End button, exiting out of the text messages to see if he could figure out whose phone it was. His eyes widened when he saw the background picture. It was Natsumi and Kyo, both had their cheeks pressed together to get into the frame and held each hand up, making a V with their fingers, sticking their tongues out in between. He blinked.
"No way." He said, unable to process this new information. "No. Fucking. Way."
Toshiro laughed. "Yes fucking way." He smirked, crossing his arms over his chest. "Your pen pal, CrescentMoon, is Natsumi."
Akito just continued to sit there and stare at Natsumi's face on her phone. He still couldn't believe it, but it was beginning to make sense. How he had thought that her body was similar to the one in the pictures he'd received, because it was the same, only so much better in person. Some of the things she said through messenger that coincided with what had happened at school. Especially the last time he had spent the night. He didn't know how he had been so blind as to not realize that every time she left the room, it was to text him, and that was why she didn't mind that it had taken him so long to reply as well. Or when they had collided in the hall after he had just spoken to her on the phone. Some of the strange things she said made sense now too, seeing as how she repeated some of the things he had said to her as Darkfalcon, such as how he would make love to her, or the advice he had given her to get the attention of the guy she liked.
"Oh my God!" he exclaimed, standing from the couch. He was the guy that she liked! He recalled her talking about him, repeating some of the things he had done, asking for his advice. God he was such an idiot. Why had he not seen all of this sooner? "I'm such an idiot." He stated, looking to his friend with an awestricken face.
"No argument there." Toshiro said, having simply sat there watching the entire inner debate of his best friend.
The ebony haired boy sat back down slowly. "What am I supposed to do now?"
The redhead shrugged. "I dunno."
"Well you're a bunch of help." He glared lightly before standing once more. "I'm going to go put her phone back before she gets out of the shower." He stated, leaving the room and going down the hall. Entering Natsumi's bedroom, he looked around before walking over and setting her phone on the edge of her desk, where he figured she would have left it.
As he was leaving the room he paused, looking around and taking it in. There was so much of her here, he could see both Natsumi's personality and CrescentMoon's in the room. He shook his head. No, they were the same person. They were Natsumi, and she was his. She was the one that he wanted, and the one that he would have, one way or another.
He was about to turn to leave when he heard the bathroom door open and Natsumi walked out from her steamy bathroom, wrapped in nothing but a towel, her set hair falling around her face. She shut the door and then froze, staring at Akito. She blinked, "Um…why are you in my room?" she asked, a pink blush already spreading across her face.
A small shudder went through him at the sound of her voice. He could hear the similarities clearly now, and he had to admit, it was nice. Not to mention the fact that he had to fight his body's urge to divest her of her towel and ravish her as he had promised he'd do upon meeting her. That would just freak her out. Suddenly he remembered that she had asked him a question, and so quickly thought of something, though he was at a loss for words at finally being in the presence of his obsession. "Oh, uh, I was looking for you. Then you weren't there," he pointed to a spot on the carpet, "But now you are…so…yeah." He shrugged. "Found you."
"Uh…okay." She held the towel closer to her. "Well I'm kind of wet and naked and you're just standing there, so if you have something you want you can just tell me or get out."
A light blush actually came to his face at being caught. "Nope." He said, beginning to back towards her door. "Not really. No." he shook his head, grabbing the handle. "Bye." Then he closed the door behind him, disappearing from her sight.
Natsumi watched the door for a bit before walking over to her closet to get dressed. "Freak."
"I don't think I'm going to tell her." Akito announced to his friend as he entered his room, plopping down on the couch.
"You sure that's a good idea?"
"She acts differently towards me when I'm Akito than when I'm Darkfalcon." He explained. "I think for now, I'm going to try and get her to treat me the way she does Darkfalcon as Akito. Make sense?"
Toshiro stared at him for a while before letting out a long sigh. "I suppose it makes sense, but it is person against words. So of course she acts different. But how do you know that it's not all going to blow up in your face? I'm sure if you told her she would eventually calm down enough from her fan girl freak out."
"Maybe, but I think for now I'm just going to see how it goes with me trying to get her to be herself." He said. "I just…need time to think about this. Because I don't want to start something that I can't, or won't, finish. I won't do that to her, she doesn't deserve it."
The redhead stared at his friend, actually speechless for the first time. "Wow…" he nodded. "Well alright. Because you're right, she doesn't deserve it. So I will go along with it, but you better be careful my friend. These waters you are about to tread are dangerous."
"Yeah, yeah." Akito sighed, nodding. "I know. I really do."
There was a soft knock on the door and then it opened, Kyo and Natsumi popping their heads in. "Goodnight!" they smiled together. Kyo looked to Akito and laughed. "Hey man! Didn't know you were here too. Have a nice night." He nodded and then looked down to Natsumi, who was in one of her silky tank tops and her matching underwear. "Ready for night night Natty?"
"Yup." She beamed and waved to her brother once more and then Akito. "Goodnight guys. See you in the morning." She said before closing the door.
Akito bristled. "Oh hell no." he said, rising from his seat and following them out the door. "You're sleeping in Natsumi's bed?" he asked the duo before they could reach her room.
Kyo turned and looked at the ebony haired man. "Yeah, it's what I always do when I spend over. I thought you knew that." He said, his face showing slight confusion.
"I did, but I don't want you sleeping with Natsumi." He told them, nodding towards the pink haired girl. "Especially when she's dressed so provocatively."
"I always wear this to bed, whether Kyo sleeps with me or not. And he always sleeps in my room after visiting with Satomi for a few hours. What's the big deal?" Natsumi asked, looking just as confused as Kyo.
"The deal is that I don't like it." Akito explained. "And it's not proper." He nodded, crossing his arms.
Natsumi arched a delicate brow and crossed her arms over her chest. "You didn't seem to mind last Saturday when I slept with him in basically the same attire. In fact, Kyo said you all thought he was a genius for having such a trusting position. And why is it any of your business anyways?"
"Because," he began, raising a finger. Then he paused, unable to reveal his real reasons. "Because it wasn't just you and Kyo, there were other people. And it's my business because I'm making it my business. That's why." He crossed his arms.
"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard." Natsumi glared.
Kyo nodded. "Pretty stupid."
"Oh whatever." He scoffed. "It totally makes sense."
"No, I'm pretty sure it doesn't." the blonde boy said, turning and heading back towards Natsumi's room. "Come on Natty, I'm sleepy."
Natsumi stared at Akito for a while before smiling. "Goodnight Akito." She said before turning as well and heading back to her room.
Toshiro popped his head out of his door and tried to get Akito's attention. "Pssssssssssssst!" he made a sound. "Are you just going to stand there like some pansy and let a frilly artist steal your woman? Be a man Akito! You're letting her slip right through your fingers and onto Kyo's dick!"
"Oh will you shut up!" Akito glared at his friend, stomping past him and into his room. "This doesn't bother me, it doesn't. Nope. Not one bit." He tried to convince himself as he began to pace at the foot of the redhead's bed.
Toshiro watched him only growing more amused and decided to fuel the fire. "Oooooooooooooh Kyo!" he moaned out loudly.
Akito covered his ears. "No! No! No! No!" he shook his head, keeping his ears covered. "I can't hear you, la la la la la laaaaaaaa!" he said loudly, sounding like a child.
The redhead burst into laughter, falling back on his bed. This was just too good. He knew Kyo would never attempt anything with Natsumi, he was too devoted to Satomi and getting her to love him. Akito glared at his best friend and removed his hands from his ears as the laughter died down. That's when they both heard the loud yell.
"AH! KYO!"
"I'm gonna kill him!" Akito yelled, running from the room and down the hall. He stopped when he reached Natsumi's door and burst in, looking around. "Natsumi!" he declared, his eyes landing on her.
The pink haired girl was laughing insanely on the bed as Kyo was above her, tickling her sides and making her cry and lose her breath from how ticklish she was. "HAHAHA! St-stop Kyo!" she begged, laughing even more loudly.
Deep green eyes narrowed dangerously as he slowly closed the door to her room, not wanting to be caught. He walked back into Toshiro's room, flopping down face first onto the bed next to his friend. "I hate you so much." He mumbled into the sheets. This was all Toshiro's fault. If he hadn't told him that Natsumi was CrescentMoon, then he wouldn't be freaking out this much. There was no way he was going to get a peaceful night's sleep now.
"What did I do?"
Akito turned his head and glared at his friend, who was trying to appear innocent. "You know what you did." He accused.
"Do I?" he smirked.
"Yes, you do." the ebony haired boy said. "Bastard."
A shrill cry came from the next room then, and Akito was on his feet and out the door once more, rushing down the hall. He threw open Natsumi's bedroom door, and his eyes widened at what he saw. Kyo still had Natsumi pinned, but he was straddling her waist and holding her hands above her head. Without hesitation he marched into the room towards the pair. Then he grabbed a fistful of Kyo's hair and yanked him backwards. The blonde let out a yelp of surprise, hastily standing and going with Akito out of the room, not wanting his locks to be pulled from his head. They went downstairs and to the living room, where Akito proceeded to throw Kyo onto one of the couches.
"You sleep here." He ordered, pointing to the couch. "Or I kill you." He threatened, narrowing his eyes in order to look more menacing.
Kyo nodded, his hand holding the sore spot on his head. "Okay! I'll sleep down here, I promise." He said fervently.
"Good." Akito nodded before disappearing, walking past a stunned Natsumi as if nothing had happened.
When he heard Akito's footsteps disappear, and Toshiro's door close, Kyo smirked. "Idiot." He muttered, rising from the couch and going back upstairs to Natsumi's room. "Okay, no more messing around. I don't want that freak to come hurt me again." He told the pink haired girl as he entered her room.
"What the hell is his deal anyways?" she blinked, flipping off the lights and then turning on a soft blue lamp that showed designs from the colored bulb on the ceiling, leaving the rest of the room mostly dark. "He's being all…defensive." She huffed, crawling into bed and snuggling into the sheets.
"I have a pretty good idea as to what his problem is." The blonde said, getting into bed next to his friend and lying on his back. "But I don't care enough to humor him. This whole situation is kinda funny."
Natsumi looked up at her best friend and sighed, moving against him, but not too invasively. "Why's he acting that way? He's been starting to get really different in these past few days."
"I'm pretty sure that he likes you." Kyo divulged. "He probably hasn't realized it yet, but that's most likely it. Otherwise there's no logical explanation for when a guy gets protective and defensive over a girl."
She shook her head, "No that can't be it. He's had those waves our entire life. I guess he's just going overboard with it this time." She shrugged and closed her eyes, yawning. "Night Kyo."
"Night Natty." He said, shutting his eyes and beginning to drift off to the land of dreams.
Akito lay there in his friend's bed, in the dark, and stared at the ceiling. He didn't trust that no good blonde. Any boy who had the chance to sleep in Natsumi's bed with her would sneak back into the room. It was just killing him that he didn't know. He glanced over at Toshiro, who seemed fast asleep. Carefully pulling back the covers, he got out of the bed and snuck over to the balcony.
He opened the doors and stepped outside, taking a look around. The best way to get to Natsumi's room and surprise that bastard would be to go through her balcony. Nodding at his soundproof plan, he walked over to the edge and stepped up. Then he leapt over to the balcony adjoining Natsumi's room, landing soundlessly. His phone vibrated then, and he quickly pulled it out to silence it and check to see who it was. His eyes narrowed. It was from Natsumi. Or, to be politically correct, CrescentMoon. This meant that she was awake, and would catch him if he entered her room now.
He quickly pressed his back against the wall so that she wouldn't be able to see his silhouette through her window, and checked his phone, reading the message she had sent him.
I don't know if you're asleep yet. =( I'm about to pass out so night. Talk to you later.
Perfect, this went with his plan entirely. He replied then, deciding to wait about ten minutes outside before executing his plan.
Just about to drift off actually. Sleep well, can't wait to talk to you in the morning.
He sent it, and then stood there, staring up at the night sky. It didn't take long for the ten minutes to pass, and once they did, he snuck over to the door and opened it carefully. Poking his head in, he trained his gaze on the bed, frowning when he saw that Kyo had snuck back into the room. He opened the door fully, walking over to the bed silently so as not to wake anyone.
He stopped at the foot of the bed, examining the situation. They weren't really touching, but he still didn't like the position they were in. Lying there, side by side. He slowly uncovered the blonde, who was passed out like the living dead. He walked over to the side of the bed that Kyo was on and hoisted him up over his shoulder, before going back out onto Natsumi's balcony. Smirking, he put his plan into action.
Natsumi's eyes shot open at the sound of a loud and shrill scream. She sat up and looked around, noticing that her bed was empty and let her gaze search around her room for the noise. It was coming from the balcony. She threw the covers back and ran over to the doors before throwing them open.
"Akito!" she screamed, going wide eyed.
"What?" he asked, looking over his shoulder at her, appearing to be holding something a bit heavy over the balcony.
"Let me go you crazy asshole!" Kyo's voice shouted.
Akito looked back over the balcony rail at the blonde, whom was hanging upside down by his feet over the ground below. "Are you sure you want me to let you go? Is that really what you want?"
"Shut up. You know what I mean. Let me up." Kyo said, trying to grab a hold of something so that he could right himself.
"Akito!" Natsumi shrieked, running over to the edge and grabbing a hold of Kyo's legs. "Are you out of your mind? Pull him up!"
The doors to Toshiro's balcony opened and the shirtless redhead ran out, seeing the source of the noise. "Oh my God! Akito! Are you insane?"
There was the sound of another door, and Satomi walked out and gasped. "Oh my God!"
"I am just getting my point across that I don't make idle threats." Akito said, not making a move to pull the boy up.
"My temples are pounding." Kyo said, his face beginning to turn red from the blood rushing to his skull.
"Let him go!" Natsumi demanded once more, glaring at the dark haired man, tears forming in her eyes. "Let him go or I'll hate you forever!"
Akito's eyes widened. He looked back down at Kyo and leaned over the rail, holding him up with one arm as his other reached down. The two men clasped hands and he hauled him up, so that he was sitting on the edge. "There you go." He said, patting Kyo on the shoulder.
"Man you really are a crazy bastard." Kyo said, holding his head. "If I'd known you were going to go that far I would have just stayed on the couch."
"Glad I could get my point across." The ebony haired boy nodded, crossing his arms.
Toshiro just shook his head and went back into his room. "You're all a bunch of freaks. I need some new friends." He said to himself, slamming the doors.
Satomi walked forward and glared viciously at Akito, actually making his skin crawl from the ferocity he felt emanating from her. "Watch yourself psychopath." She warned, holding her hand out towards Kyo, which he eagerly took and left with her.
Now left alone, Natsumi looked back at Akito, crossing her arms over her chest. "What is wrong with you?"
"What's wrong with me, what's wrong with you?" he asked, frowning at her. "Letting some guy sleep in your bed. It's just not right."
"Kyo is not just some guy. He's my best friend! And he's never so much as looked at me wrong." She snapped, getting in his face.
Akito scoffed. "That doesn't matter. I don't want him to sleep in your bed anymore." He told her. "Best friend or not, he is still a guy. So that means you shouldn't trust him."
Natsumi's glare only grew icier. "Well you're a guy. So I shouldn't trust you either."
"That's different."
"No it's not."
"Yes it is." He reiterated.
She gave him a dead stare. "So…it's okay if you sleep with me, the one who makes sexual jokes and touches my behind and smooths his hands up my hips. But it's not okay for Kyo, a guy I've been close too since middle school, who has never even cracked a dirty joke in my direction before?"
"Exactly." He nodded. "Kyo doesn't feel about you the way I do. Therefore, he can't be trusted."
She arched a curious brow. "And just how do you feel?" she asked, keeping her tone hard, though his words made her stomach drop.
He let out a sigh. "I'm not exactly sure yet." He admitted, stepping closer to her and gently stroking her cheek. "All I know is that I feel possessive of you. I don't want other guys but me to touch you in any way."
Natsumi tried not to relish in the feel. As much as she loved it, she hated how her body jump started when he was even near. But his words seemed to simmer down the excitement building within her. "Well," she lifted her hand and brushed his away weakly. "That sounds like indecision to me, and maybe there's someone else." She said simply, thinking about Darkfalcon. "I happen to think there is someone worthy of touching me. And he's really great and nice and smart. He listens to me and he's real. And I like him a lot."
This caused a frown to come to Akito's face. "Oh." He said, sounding disappointed. Then he realized that she might possibly be talking about his 'alter ego'. But he supposed her words made sense. After all, before he'd even gotten to know her that way, he hadn't paid her any mind. "I understand. When I figure out how I feel, would you consider me worthy to touch you?"
"Nope." She smirked, walking back into her room. "It's pretty hard to beat a man of mystery. I still don't even know his name and he's got me hooked."
Akito slapped his palm against his forehead. Damnit. He followed her into her room. "I suppose, but you don't even know what he looks like. I mean, what if he has a hideously ugly face?" he asked.
"Oh he doesn't." she sighed contently, picking up one of her pillows and hugging it. "I can tell he's really attractive from what he has shown me." Natsumi smiled, looking back at him. "But then again…I have known you since I was in kindergarten." And I've been in love with you forever, she finished in her head. And guys wanted what they couldn't get, right? She felt bad for using Darkfalcon like that, but it was true what she'd said about him. She really did like him, and she'd finally voiced it to someone.
"I see." He said, rubbing his chin. So she liked Darkfalcon better than Akito, huh? He'd just have to change that somehow. "Well then I guess I'll just have to best this guy." He declared, walking over to her. He placed his hand on her shoulder and leaned down, kissing her lightly on the forehead. "Goodnight Natsumi." He murmured, before leaving the room.
Her eyes widened and she covered the spot he had kissed with her hand. She sighed, closing her eyes. "Oh Akito…" she whispered, closing the door behind him and crawling into bed. She would just have to try and get to sleep with her heart pounding in her ears.