Chapter Eleven

"Tell me again why I agreed to do this?" I cringed, walking up the driveway before the foreboding house before us.

"B-Because we need manpower." The blunette explained surely, though he himself was brushing his slim fingers through a few strands of his hair nervously.

As expected, the home of the Asano family was tall, wide, isolated and modern with several cars waiting parked around it, hidden behind a pair of iron electric gates between two rows of trees on either side that had been groomed into frightening perfection. To everyone else, it was the epitome of a home without flaws. To us, it was easily a place that could drown screams and the evil that happened inside of it.

It reminded me of a video game. Infectiously, it spread until it felt as if we were about to go in with machine guns on a drug raid.

"Man-power? We're not gonna start a fight with a man in his own house, he seems like the kind with hidden weapons in the walls."

"No," I watched the small, slightly shaking shoulders as he stepped in front of me, wearing a short-sleeved grey hoodie with a sports insignia on the front and denim blue jeans. On his back, my view was slightly obstructed by the large bag pack, filled with his supplies for the night. "Of course we're not, but it's for Gakushuu. He'll feel safer, besides, you don't want me in here alone, do you?" He smiled back at me, causing me to blink just to register his beauty.

"You're completely right." My grin remained even after he returned to his normal posture and took several steps closer to the property. Soon, we were on the property.

Nagisa was the one who, with a precious surge of bravery and confidence, pressed the ringer on the door.

We waited for a moment in silence. When the doorway finally opened, after hearing the sound of an electrical lock clicking in approval, the menacing, friendly mask of our head teacher appeared before us. He was the kind of man to wear a suit in his own home, yet the kind who would keep a locked office behind a locked front door behind a locked gate.

No wonder Gakushuu felt insecure to be here. He was trapped.

I couldn't say I was fond of the idea of me and Nagisa soon becoming trapped for the night too.

"E class students at my home?" He sneered, his voice and expression controlled and stoic saved for all the arrogance and amusement present in his cold violet eyes. Now that he had deemed us both as inferior, we could watch as his magnanimous act slipped off of his face like melting mercury.

"How did you get passed my gate?" His eyes narrowed, one hand on the door impatiently, he stood more than a head taller than Nagisa, looking down at him disgustingly and accusingly.

"We're here to see Gakushuu old man, you can ask him yourself, we're invited."

I nodded my head to the visible head of strawberry blonde standing behind him on the stairs, uncertainty in his eyes until my words snapped him out of water temporary trance he had been in.

I watched as the adult's face morphed into sinking disapproval, turning to look over his shoulder, though his body still stood in the doorway blocking us while he questioned his son.

"As if you hadn't fallen low enough already, you're now surrounding yourself with unintelligent company?"

The words made my fists prickle, though I suppressed this urge, seeing the deer in head lights look of shame in the others face as he opened and closed his mouth wordlessly.

"Need I remind you of my ranking at school? Move over, we're coming in." I budged him in a way you would on a packed bus, knocking him out of the way but not hard enough for him to be able to raise his fist at either of us. Though, it was partly to keep us both safe, I enjoyed knowing that he couldn't do anything about my action.

Nagisa's slim wrist was closed in my hand as I pulled him in, kicking off my shoes to where Gakushuu pointed, before heading up the stairs. Behind me, Nagisa made a string of stutters. I was aware of the tension in the room as I walked, even more aware that it made the usually so composed boy before me nearly stumbling several times on his injured limbs.

"W-What he means is thank you for letting us enter your house. You're charitable son is helping us to improve with our studies which is very kind of him."

I didn't need to face back to see the beast's glare towards me, though like most adults, he had a soft spot for Nagisa. Nodding in imperceptible silence.

We had seen nothing of the bottom floor, but already I could tell their home out sized both mine and Nagisa's combined.

Gakushuu still had his head down, rueful and begrudging that we had seen him in his state of weakness as he played host. Eventually, we were lead to one closed, magnolia door that wasn't unlocked.

"My father's room is on the other side by the stairs, so if you try and go anywhere during the night he'll be able to hear it."

We entered his room. It wasn't astonishingly large, about the size of Nagisa's bedroom, but its bareness added to its size as well as making it more unwelcoming. All that the room consisted of was a large window curtained with greyish covers, and a similar single bed. Along the edge opposite to his window, there was a substantial, closed, wooden wardrobe the same sahara brown as the thick carpet on the floor.

"This place is dull." I muttered, sitting right on his bed comfortably messing up the irritatingly neat way it was made. He winced at my action, moving to sit on the windowsill as Nagisa leaned against the bed, sitting comfortably cross legged on the floor.

"He's right Gakushuu, where are all your trophies and certificates? You have enough achievements to lighten this place up."

"The ones that aren't framed on the walls are in the trophy room." He answered almost robotically, as if he had rehearsed saying that phrase to many guests before.

"Then your learning books?"

"I have a separate study room beside father's."

What were we doing here? I couldn't think of a more dull way to spend the evening, yet Nagisa couldn't be left alone, and he was dead set on keeping his promise to the damn Asano brat. Our agreement had gone into plan, and as of this afternoon, after having spent the evening after he had told us gathering his evidence and the mental nerve to go ahead with it, Gakushuu had went to the police station and reported his father. Soon, he would get what he deserved.

He had calculated the time for them to have reviewed everything and come to a conclusion would be about ten tonight. Knowing his father could be sly and evasive, he didn't want to be at home alone with him when they dropped by to deliver the delightful news that he would be spending the rest of his life restrained or several metres from his son. You could only imagine who would be angry.

Of course, being the little angel he was, Nagisa volunteered to spend the night here, knowing our Chairman wouldn't go so far as to hurt his son in front of him, the son of one of his 'friends'.

I watched Nagisa in silence, drowning out the conversation he had somehow not tapped out of with the other, watching him smiling slightly in the little joy he received from being able to help out a friend.

I smirked, no longer able to see any more than average, friendly attraction to the other boy in his flawless eyes.

"No Nagisa, you'll be sleeping in my bed."

The way he said that alerted me back into their conversation. My eyes narrowed as I looked at the other boy, seeing his slightly flirtatious posture. It didn't take a genius to figure out that the tables had been turned. It looked like Gakushuu would be chasing after Nagisa now, and that pleased me because I knew that as long as I was still around, he would suffer alone while the treasured prize lay in my arms.

"I... don't think we'll both fit Gakushuu." The blunette laughed him off innocently.

"Of course we won't. I'll be sleeping on the floor. You'll lend me your sleeping back won't you?"

Ignoring his question, Nagisa went into a slight panic.

"I-I couldn't possibly kick you out of your own bed-"

"You're not kicking me out, I want you to stay there. Besides, the idea of you and Aka-" He turned his head to me, smiling slightly as if to make amends as he corrected,"Karma being together on the floor in my bedroom disturbs me for obvious reasons."

Nagisa went pink, his eyes looking over to me, and back to Gakushuu, cutely stumped and stuttering with wide blue eyes.

"Your fear is reasonable, however, if by any chance your father does come in during the night trying to murder you, Nagisa being in your bed will only put him in unnecessary danger. In short - that's quite a stupid idea from you."

The boy's purple eyes hardened in agreement, that Nagisa was our top priority.

"So, I think it would be in our best interest to put me in the bed, that way, it's like a trap. If he so much as lays a finger on me, I get to break his arm in self defence. That's a win for all of us, don't you think?"

Me and him nodded in a surprisingly fair consensus. It was Nagisa that interrupted him.

"B-But Karma you said it yourself that it's not wise to fight a man in his own home!"

"I get it, you're concerned Nagisa. Then in that case, you can come and sleep with me on the bed to keep me company. He won't stand a chance against both of us."

"Wait, so I'll be sleeping on the floor in my own house while you two lovers share my bed?" The Asano inquired incredulously.

"Ah, I see where he's coming from. It's only fair that Gakushuu gets his own bed also." Nagisa spoke.

"You're suggesting we all cram into that single bed?" My eyebrow quirked at this unexpectedly kinky behaviour from Nagisa, wondering if his innocent act was all just a ploy to get him alone in a room with the two hottest guy he knew. Unlike before though, Gakushuu didn't share my opinion.

"Wh-What kind of homosexual erotic novel is this! The Chairman will snap all three of our necks if he stumbles in on me opening my bed sheets up for two other males at our age! Especially when he knows what you two get up to!"

I scoffed, eyes meeting purple for a second before losing control. Both Nagisa and I were not able to hold back the raving laughter at the usually calm, authoritive person's temporary breakdown. I only collapsed harder when the Asano boy turned plum coloured at the realisation that he had acted so uncharacteristically.

Sadly, me and Nagisa didn't 'get up to' nearly as much as I would have hoped. Our relationship was still new, and consisted of nothing more than a single refreshing peck on the lips, the cheek and an occasional caress of his hair.

"Then I have the solution, I'll sleep on the floor, Gakushu and Karma can share the bed."

The laughter went down in a second. Whatever truce had been called between us was broken momentarily when our eyes clashed in disgust.

"Actually, it would be best for us all to sleep in our own beds."

"Agreed." Asano deadpanned, frowning into his hand.

It was endlessly entertaining to watch Gakushuu's failed attempts to seduce Nagisa without being conspicuous enough for me to have to intervene, especially as Nagisa had lost his interest him and would only get that dot of pink on his cheeks when his eyes accidentally met the ones which were constantly trained on him; my own.

Of course, no actual revision was done, minimal talking from me was shared, easily forgotten, light conversation from the others were drowned out and several sparks for an argument were nullified by either Nagisa or the ominous sound of footsteps from outside the door.

Later in the evening, we ended up still setting up a sort of trap, but not a particularly intricate one.

Gakushuu lay snugly in his bed, while me and Nagisa lay on the floor in our little camp sets by the door. Our legs were side my side, my feet by his hips and vice versa, with my head laying towards the window. On the other side, Nagisa had his head on the end of the bed, towards the large cupboard.

The way the door opened, an intruder wouldn't be able to walk in that direction, as it would stop blocked by the surrounding conscious Nagisa who would consequently wake up himself, being able to kick and alert me so we could keep him away. If he tried to sneak in the other way, he would end up having to dodge stepping on me, which would play quite the difficult game since I slept with both of my arms conveniently, widely out stretched beside me.

In the end, Gakushuu slept a little too snugly that night. Our plan never was put into action, or tested, as the man never did try to sneak his way in. By morning, we were woken by the weak sunlight through the curtains, unharmed and unstressed. Gakushuu ended up sleeping late, but with his injuries, Nagisa insisted we left him as we got ready for school.

Dear fans...So this is a more calm, relaxed chapter and one of the last for this story - that's right, this is nearly over, I'd say there are only one or two chapters left.

Thanks for reading!