Prepare yourselves,
I don't write sins, I write tragedies.
For those of you who didn't notice, since I put vampire in the summary, I switch supernatural with tragedy.
Thank you blunderland and starishandow for reviewing.
Disclaimer- nope! And for those of you who get it, I don't own panic at the disco either, mostly cause I don't write sins lol.
Anyone else see episode 4 yet? AI-CHAN!
Something like Suicide
Day Seven - 010
Wednesday
"Ehh?" Otoya leaned forward in his seat. His chair clattered back in his excitement drawing the eyes of not only his fellow students, but his teacher, who turned from the chalk board with a frown etched into his wrinkled face.
"Ittoki!" The male yelled sternly, as he thrust his badly damaged textbook down to the desk. "Is there something you'd like to share with the class? Or perhaps you would like to teach the lesson today."
"No Mr. Fujimoto sir!" The redhead quickly pulled his chair back up taking his seat.
Kaoru snickered in front of him. His blue eyes dart back from the old teacher to Otoya, whose head hung low in embarrassment. "Geez Otoya." He said in a low hush. "There's only a few minutes left of school and you have to blow it now."
"You meanie! You knew I would do that!" Otoya yelled.
The fine sound of the chalk stick snapping came from the front of the room as some students giggled and some throw glances of pity at the redhead. Fujimoto slowly turned. His face a flamed red as dark eyes glared daggered into Otoya's skull. "I-T-T-O-K-I!"
The teen flinch as the bell rang.
The old man sighed in defeat as chatter filled the room. He rested his wrinkled and on the desk and leaned heavily on them as he watched most of his students leave. "Ittoki, Kaoru, would you two mind staying behind for a moment." His voice tired, gray eyes watching them both as they packed up their books.
"Oh course not." Kaoru smiled. Otoya groaned behind him.
Fujimoto's brow furrowed as he grabbed the erasers. Instinctively he threw them at the redhead, one hitting him right between the eyes, the other one hitting him hit the stomach. "Clean those for me."
Kaoru gave a chuckle as Otoya gripped the side of his desk to help him back up. His normally cheery redheaded friend gave a pout. "Why am I the only one that gets in trouble?" He mumbled as he smacked the erasers together.
"Not in here!" Fujimoto snapped at the teen before turning his attention to Kaoru. "I heard you're brother is coming back today. Do you think he will be coming to school soon? It had been a while."
The blonde turned his eyes to the window looking at the dusty gray sky. Snow flitted down, dancing across the frigid January winds. With a small sigh and a kind smile he shook his head. "No probably not for a while."
The teacher stroked his short gray beard as he turned back to his desk. "It's a shame really. One of our brightest minds always gone." He muttered placing his left hand on a small stack of books. "I have gathered all of his missing work already, Otoya won't mind help you home with it."
"Nani?" Otoya coughed from the window as chalk dust infiltrated his lungs.
"Pay attention to what you're doing you klutz!" The old man snapped. "Honestly. Well take these to you're bother. I wish him a speedy recovery."
"Thank you." Kaoru smiled as the old teacher gave the books one last tap before leaving the room. The blonde turned to Otoya and laughed. "Hurry up I need you to carry these for me."
Otoya's jaw dropped. "You aren't really going to make me are you?"
"Of course. It's your punishment."
"Kaoru." Otoya whinned forcing the blonde to shift and look up from his book. "Aren't they supposed to be home yet?"
"It's been an hour since we got home. Give them some time." He calmly stated, flppingnto the next page even though how blue eyes hadn't finished scanning the words.
"But I don't want to leave before seeing Syo-chan again!"
"I heard you're dad's home for the week. Is that why you want to stay so bad?" Another page flipped before being looked at.
"No, I just miss Syo-chan so much."
Kaoru thought about it for a second before closing his book. His legs that had dropped over the couch swung around so his socked feet could meet the carpeted flooring. His blue eyes looked at his friend, whose head was hung low his hands clamped together, as he leaned forward in the big chair Kaoru's dad often used.
"You don't think it's you're fault do you?"
"N-no!" His head shot up, red eyes wide.
"There's nothing wrong you know." Kaoru smiled closing his eyes.
"What?" Otoya managed to squeak out.
The blonde place his hand over his heart. "He's fine. I can feel it. He'll be home soon so you don't have to worry." He opened his eyes, looking down at his clutched hand. "But there is one thing that worries me."
"Those people from New years?"
"Maybe I'm just paranoid. I mean that Natsuki guy seems so nice, but..."
"They aren't from around here." Otoya finished.
"Yeah." Kaoru sighed. His ears perked as he heard the sound of tires slowly making their way up the rocky driveway. "There's just something about them though. But this stays between us."
"Of course." The red head smiled.