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Author's Note – Sorry for the wait, I've been busy with school and finals and stuff like that. Also, the next few chapter will go slow too because for some reason it's been hard to write the past chapter and this one; not sure if I'm just becoming less creative or if the situations are hard to write. Ok, back to the story. Here is chapter 9 of Some Like It Rough.
Kiba arrived at school the next morning, and then headed to his locker to find Kankuro waiting for him. He walked up next to the older boy and started to open his locker, noticing a lot of the other kids were staring at him, some with looks of disgust, and others with looks of curiosity.
"Why are people staring at me?" He asked Kankuro.
"They're not staring at you, they're staring at us, and I think it is because of the whole gay thing," Kankuro replied, looking around and glaring at some of the kids until they were forced to look away.
"Some of them don't look too happy," The younger boy said. Kankuro noticed a hint of fear in his voice.
"Don't worry, if they don't like it then that is their problem not ours." He said confidently.
"Ok, and people will get used to it right? They won't always be staring like this will they?"
"They'll get used to it, don't worry." Kankuro said, looking at Kiba and smiling. After a few seconds the bell rang, indicating the start of the first class. "I'm going to head to class, I'll see you next hour," Kankuro said as he leaned in to plant a light kiss on Kiba's lips.
"Fags," a boy muttered as he walked by the two, and fast as lightning Kankuro stuck his foot out in front of the boy and laughed as he tripped and landed on his face.
"Oops, I'm sorry," Kankuro said still laughing, "maybe you should watch where you're walking from now on, 'k?" The older boy finished innocently, still laughing. Kiba and Kankuro walked off a few seconds later, leaving the other boy on the ground.
(Later)
After the end of first hour Kiba hurried out of the room and headed to his next class, and once he walked in he was greeted by Sakura and Kankuro.
"Kiiiba! A lot of people are talking about you and Kankuro!" Sakura said.
"They are? What are they saying?" Kiba asked, hoping that the things weren't mean.
"Well… Uh, some people think it is cute… and, well…" Sakura said, stalling on the last part.
"Well what?" Kankuro questioned, knowing what was coming.
"Others are really mad about it… I'm sorry." Sakura said looking at the ground.
"What?! Why are people mad about it? It doesn't even affect them." Kiba said.
"Because they don't know how to mind their own business," Kankuro said in annoyance, "tell me who was saying bad things about us, I'll go talk to them."
"No, please don't do that, it'll just get even more people mad at us," Kiba pleaded, grabbing onto the older boy's arm and looking up at him.
Kankuro looked down at the boy and his expression softened, "Ok, I won't…"
"Thank you," The younger boy said, hugging Kankuro tightly.
"Ok class, sit down," Mr. Iruka started, "today we are going to discuss the project more…"
(Later)
"… so, what are you all going to get done for next class?" Mr. Iruka asked a few seconds before the bell rang.
"The name of our country," The class replied in unison, and then the bell rang and all of the students picked up their books and started walking out.
"Exactly, so don't forget!" Mr. Iruka yelled after all of the kids as they left.
Kiba waited for Kankuro to catch up to him once he was out of the classroom, and when Kankuro reached him the older boy grabbed his hand and started walking with him down the hallway, earning many dirty looks from the people that saw them.
"What are you doing?" Kiba asked, trying to pull him hand away from Kankuro's, but found that the older boy had his hand held tight.
"I'm holding your hand like every couple does. Just because we are both guys doesn't mean we can't act like a normal couple, and besides, by doing this it shows everyone that we don't care what they think, so they might get over it faster."
"Oh, ok," Kiba replied, still a bit nervous, and trying his hardest to avoid eye contact with the other students.
"So, what are you doing after school today?" Kankuro asked Kiba, trying to take the boy's mind off of all the students that were staring at them.
"Nothing, why?"
"I was wondering if I could come over after school, maybe we could go somewhere together, like the movies or something."
"Ok, that sound good, but I have to stay after school to make up a test I missed, and then I'll be open the rest of the night." Kiba said, feeling happier at the thought of being with Kankuro.
"Alright, I have practice after school anyways, but after we're both out of our after school activities we can go somewhere."
"Sounds like a plan," Kiba said with a smile before moving on to his next class.
(Later)
After school ended Kiba walked leisurely to his locker and started to pack up his things to head to the class to make up the test. By the time he closed his locker and headed toward the classroom the halls were empty, he turned a corner and started walking down the next hallway, noticing that another boy was walking toward him. 'He looks familiar… who is he?' Kiba asked himself as the boy got closer, and then it clicked, 'That is the guy that Kankuro tripped! And he doesn't look happy, shit this isn't good,' Kiba thought and turned around before the boy reached him. He started to walk, but he felt a hand grip his arm tightly, and whip him around.
"Where do you think you're going fag?" The boy asked, shoving Kiba up against the locker.
"I was just leaving." Kiba said, trying to escape.
"Well, you're not going to leave now," The boy said, punching Kiba hard in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.
"Why are you doing this?" Kiba choked out, almost in tears from the pain of the blow and the fear of what else the boy might do.
"Because people like you don't belong in this school," The boy said, punching Kiba in the stomach two more times, causing him to cough up blood.
"Stop, please!" Kiba pleaded weakly.
"Get away from him!" Kiba heard Kankuro yell from down the hallway as he dashed toward them and decked the other boy right in the jaw, sending him tumbling to the floor. Kankuro proceeded to run over to the other boy and kneel over him, punching him in the face repeatedly.
"How do you like that? It isn't so fun when you're the one being pummeled is it?" Kankuro yelled in the boy's face. After a few more seconds of Kankuro's punches the other boy somehow
got enough strength to push Kankuro off of himself, and he then stood up and started to run for his life.
"That's right! Run you little bitch!" Kankuro screamed after the boy, his voice seething with anger. Once the other boy was gone Kankuro turned around and ran over to Kiba, who was sitting on the floor breathing heavily.
"Are you alright?" Kankuro asked kneeling next to Kiba.
"Y-yeah, I think so," Kiba said shakily.
"You sure?" Kankuro asked, helping the younger boy up.
"Yeah… Why aren't you at practice?"
"It was cancelled because of rain."
"It's raining?"
"Yeah, look outside," Kankuro said, pointing out the window at the end of the hallway.
"Oh wow, it's raining hard."
"Yeah it is. Are you going to be okay driving home, or do you want me to drive you home?"
"I'll be fine driving, it's not that bad." Kiba said, rubbing over his stomach lightly.
"You still want to go out tonight?" Kankuro asked.
"Yeah, come over to my house in about an hour and we'll go somewhere, I'm going to head home and get ready."
"Ok, see you then," Kankuro said walking away.
Kiba headed toward the front doors of the school and then made a dash for his car through the pouring rain. He quickly jumped into his car and turned it on. He then started to put his seatbelt on but winced as it brushed over his stomach. 'I just won't wear it, it'll be fine.' Kiba thought. He turned on the wipers and pulled out of the parking lot to head home. He was driving down the road and was close to his house when a sharp pain shot through his stomach. He cried out and grabbed his stomach with one hand, keeping his other hand on the wheel. Another pain shot through his stomach and he yelped and accidently jerked the steering wheel, sending the car veering off the side of the road toward a hill. 'Shit!' Kiba yelled to himself as the car tumbled toward the hill. It clipped a tree and started to roll, sending Kiba flying out of the car into the grass, rolling across the ground after he landed. Once he stopped rolling across the ground he focused on his car and watched it roll down the hill and slam violently into a tree at the bottom.
He laid there in the grass feeling the rain fall on his face as his vision started to blur, and then he passed out.
(Later)
Kankuro was on his way to Kiba's house and the rain had died down a bit. He was on the road close to the boy's house when he noticed a car at the bottom of the hill next to the road, and a motionless body in the grass. 'Oh no…'
"KIBA!"
TBC
Note – This chapter was really fun to write… Please read and review!
- If anyone knows how to put line breaks in the stories, I would love to know how, because I tried a lot of different things but couldn't get them to work.