Chapter 7 – It's you?
"What th-?!" The cerise haired male stood there with his hands in the air, his eyes wide in disbelief. A butter knife was held near his throat as the blade glistened in the moonlight. "H-haru, it's me." I knew that voice. I have been dreaming about that voice. I have been waiting for the day when that voice would utter my name again. That deep and husky voice.
I knew it, yet I chose not to believe it. "Rin?"
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Someone was prying open the window. The scratching sounds have stopped, the sound of the window sliding open came next. Weirdly, I heard no footsteps. The culprit was like a cat as he/she padded his/her way across the white tiled floor. I opened my eyes to slits, not wanting the culprit to know that I was awake. Didn't even want to shift in my bed for fear of the culprit running away. Closer the figure approached the bed, his/her shadow becoming bigger on the white sheets.
Just a little more...
There was about five feet left.
A little more...
Three feet.
Almost there...
Two feet.
Come on...
When the culprit was standing at the foot of the bed, I tossed my blanket at him/her and pulled out the butter knife I stole from the kitchen. Sorry, chef. Immediately, I pointed the blade to the throat of the culprit.
I had the culprit once and for all.
Until I realized that my worst fears and deepest dreams had come true. Standing before me in the half moonlight was none other than Rin.
I would've taken the pervert instead.
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Cerise hair, glistening shark-like teeth, red orbs. No doubt about it, it was Rin. I felt my breath catch, unable to breath for a moment. Here was Rin right in front of me. Right now. But why was he in my room? In the middle of the night?
"Haru" he breathed. Ugh, my name just sounded so nice when he said it with his deep and sex- Nope! Not going to think about it!
Here's my next thought: Rin must've come to prank me. Bearing in mind that the Rin wasn't like the caring Rin from before. He's changed. Drastically. Yep, the only logical explanation around. Why else would he be here? But just in case, asking wouldn't hurt. "Why the hell are you doing in my room?" I tried to look as fierce and pissed off as I could. My tone of voice was right on the dot, but I could feel my cheeks heating up looking at Rin's toned muscles, strong jawline, sculpted lips... all just too distracting!
"Coming for a late night visit?" he shrugged nonchalantly. At least he still had a sense of humour.
"And you couldn't use the door?"
"Uh... it was locked?"
I threatened to severe his veins by holding the blade closer until it almost cut into his pale flesh.
"Okay, okay!" he put his hands up higher. "I surrender!"
"That still doesn't answer the question." Yes, I was back to my cold self. This would be good.
"I came here to visit you, Haru. Honestly." his voice was getting coarse.
"And how do you expect me to believe a lie like that?"
He shook his head and sighed. "What can I say to make you believe me then?" Exasperated.
"That's for you to decide, isn't it?" I wouldn't let go of the knife just yet.
Rin stared at me with those fiery eyes of his. I could feel myself burn under his gaze.I had never won any staring competitions between us before. Probably because Rin's gaze was always too intense. Too hot.
Rin scratched the back of his head. "You're just the same as always, Haru."
"Well, you've changed a lo-... !" Somehow, the cerise haired male had managed to twist the knife out of my hand and kiss me. KISS me. A GUY. This was so wrong on so many levels. The knife clattered onto the tiled floor.
I tried to push him away, tried to retain some of my dignity, but Rin had his iron grip on me. His hand was grabbing my shoulder and the other was still holding on to my hand which held the knife a moment ago.
But it was more like, I didn't really want to let go.
I could feel Rin's tongue touching the bottom of my lip, begging for entrance. It was licking, twisting, twirling. Unwillingly (or willingly), I opened my lips up slightly. Shark boy however, saw this as a chance and pushed his whole tongue into my mouth. The sudden rush of muscle into my mouth was suffocating. To exact revenge, I managed to push my piece of muscle into his mouth.
There our tongues were, dancing. Tongue against tongue. Muscle against muscle. Saliva mixed in with saliva. Hot breaths against each other. The smell of chlorine and medicine.
I was a swimmer. Nothing could've changed the fact that I had trained my lungs to go on without air for long periods of time. Same thing could be said for Rin. To be in the water, to feel its caress, you had to give up a few precious moments of air.
And the kiss was worth my few precious moments of air. When we pulled away, panting heavily due to the lack of oxygen in our lungs, I spotted a trail of translucent liquid. Saliva connected us still until I wiped it off. My cheeks were burning.
There was a moment of silence before Rin broke it. "Heh, believe me now?"
I was still wiping the saliva off my lips. But the taste of Rin was still in my mouth. A taste of chlorine and something sweet.
Seeing that I was still panting and had no answer for him, Rin spoke up. "Thought so."
"Don't you have some explaining to do?" It was all I could come up with at the moment.
"Yes, Yes I do owe you an explanation." He grabbed a chair and sat near me.
I gave him a frown. He wasn't even in my room for ten minutes and he acted as if he was welcome here already. I wanted to punch his lights out. In his case though, I think making him loose a few teeth will be sufficient.
"Haru," His voice pulled me back to my room. "I came to see you. That's all there is to it."
Putting on my best pokerface, I stared straight at him. Was he going to make me go through the whole process again? Inwardly I sighed. Was he a born idiot?
"I missed you, Haru."
That, however, changes things.
"What?"