Walking with Gii, their rivalries may seem gone to any passerby. There was a lot of teasing – about their significant others, particularly. But really, Misu was trying to get that smug look over Gii's face off.
Well, it certainly came out – just not the way Misu wanted it to.
They both saw Shingyouji see them – he made eye contact with him. And the next second, Shingyouji was kissing – he was kissing Takumi.
His school folders tipped out of his hands and apparently, that was enough to make him stop. Takumi jumped around, big eyes dead locked on Gii – his boyfriend's name out his lips the next second.
It was like boulders had stoned his chest, for the few seconds that saw Shingyouji do…that. He was frozen, mind black. Every part of him was focused – like watching a movie – on Takumi and Shingyouji in front of him.
Gii seemed more frozen than him because when Misu came back to himself, Gii hadn't. Well, let the lovebirds fix their own problems. Misu crossed over, grabbing Shingyouji's wrist on the way. He walked and marched on till there was nobody around.
They weren't that far from the gates of Shidou – by that time, Shingyouji felt his wrist was about to dislocate. Misu threw his hold down 0 his back remained turned to Shingyouji.
For moments, they didn't speak – Shingyouji rubbed his sore wrist and Misu only breathed – as Misu waited for his anger to calm. Before he did something very stupid.
"I don't want to do this anymore."
Misu raised an eyebrow, turning around completely. "Excuse me?"
"I…I'm done being our…" Shingyouji lifted his head and stared at Misu head-on. "I'm done being a piece of property to you!"
The anger rose in Misu. He stepped into Shingyouji's personal space, glaring down at him. "What are you saying, Shingyouji?"
"I'm saying I'm tired of you!" Shingyouji yelled. "I'm tired of being your personal servant. I'm tired of you treating me like I'm nothing – like I should be honored to like you. It's horrible!" Tears were in his eyes, ready to spill over. He closed his eyes, shaking his head viciously like they would disappear if he did. Opening them again, he had changed his voice to a gentle tone. "Hayama-san….he's nice. He's kind. He's fun. And even though he loves Gii-senpai, he'd never treat me like I shouldn't exist."
"Shingyouji…" behind his stonecold face, Misu was beyond surprise. This…he had never seen this approaching – hadn't Shingyouji known. That Misu wanted to take Shingyouji with him beyond Shidou. That Shingyouji had changed him even in the year they weren't together. Didn't Shingyouji know Misu wanted him by his side? "Don't tell me – "
"I am! I like Hayama-san!" Shingyouji suddenly blushed bright red – the anger left from his body. He couldn't look at Misu anymore. He turned around, ready to leave.
Misu grabbed Shingyouji by the wrist once more. He might be done, but Misu wasn't. SHingyouji tried to fight him and now, they tumbled back into the gates, Misu caging Shingyouji in. And suddenly Misu was pushed off.
"Mou, Misu-san, aren't you listening? I'm done!" He huffed, pushing off the wall. Misu couldn't take his eyes off his eyes that glared back at him. "I'msorry I hurt you – but you hurt me first. And now…I'm going to try and get over you. You shouldn't have too hard a time." Shingyouji marched past Misu – returning back to school.
Misu. It was one word – one name – but it changed Shingyouji completely. It made him seem different – his relationship with Misu seemed different. He hadn't heard that since he first met Shingyouji.
How could this have happened? Misu wanted to turn around, just to watch Shingyouji, but he knew he would not be there. Why did Misu feel this was the last time he would ever see the first-year. Why did he feel like his organs were ripped out; that he stood hollow, slowly bleeding out.
Shingyouji's words played in his ears, the kiss between SHingyouji and Takumi in his eyes. He had never understood when Saki could spend half an hour, taking about Hayama. But Shingyouji consumed all of him.
Just now, when Shingyouji wouldn't be his again.