TvT hi , sorry for the long wait~ a lot of stuff happened in my life that made me get lazy and you can pretty well figure out the rest x)
All in all I've brought you one more LONG chap (I'm tired of this damn fic already -.- can't wait to finish this. I feel bad for my dear beta who suffered correcting something so long TwT) and smut ahead ＼（＾∀＾）人（＾∀＾）ノ YAY [one of these days ff will erase my account for writing explicit content, I hope that I can finish this before that happens XD] *I think I wrote too much smut ~_~ seriously... -embarrassed-*
Chap beta'ed by Scarlotte O'Hara :')
Enjoy -/v/-
Chapter XXX
Masato's dark blue orbs blinked softly, trying to get used to the bright sunlight entering the room through the window. Suddenly, Masato realized the embarrassing position that he and a certain blond were in and his eyes snapped open. Their legs were warmly intertwined; Jinguji's large hands possessively wrapped his nude waist pulling Masato closer to him, and their faces were mere inches away from each others'.
Masato gasped silently. His face, neck and ears became tinted with a dark red color. He tried, very slowly and carefully to free himself from the blond's tight grasp, yet he failed. His heart was racing furiously in his chest and he felt unable to react. The blue haired teen closed his eyes softly and took a deep breath in order to relax. However, as soon as his eyes were closed Masato's brain recalled all the astonishing and embarrassing events from the previous night.
"We did it again." His brain murmured making him realize how used to Jinguji's warmth he was. It had been a week since the first time they had shared a more intimate moment. From that moment on they had always succumbed to their desires. Of course the blond didn't break his promise, even though Masato's reasons to not allow him to go all the way with him were too different from what the blond thought; but still Jinguji was waiting for him to be ready. Not too patiently though, but he still respected his decision, which made Masato feel happy since he had started to believe that he was special to Jinguji.
The blue haired male shuddered against the blond's body and tried to free himself once again; not so carefully this time. He pushed the blond's arms away, too quickly, and moved away from Jinguji's warm body. For a few moments he regretted his action, missing that burning feeling inside his body that the other male's addictive warmth provided him. Masato frowned lightly uncomfortable and embarrassed with his own feelings. The closer he got to Jinguji, the more he craved him. There was nothing more frustrating than that. How would he live once Jinguji got tired of him?
Irritated, the blue haired teen stood up from the warm bed and headed to the bathroom in order to take a quick shower. He entered the small bathroom and closed the door softly; he didn't want to wake up Jinguji just yet. He sighed deeply and looked at the mirror in front of him, frowning in annoyance.
"Tsk, that bastard… Look at all these useless kiss marks- W-What?" Masato gasped surprised, two of his fingertips running the skin of his neck, "How will I hide this? Grr, that imbecile."
Masato's fingers ran across his chest slowly, touching each one of the blond's kiss marks left all over his pale skin. Jinguji could be very possessive sometimes. He just didn't understand why he was so possessive towards him. Even though it was irritating, of course he wouldn't complain. God, why was he trying to find excuses in first place? He liked having those marks imprinted on his skin. Although he had so many hickeys spread all over his torso, Masato couldn't help but yearn for a new one. He liked the fact that the blond was so possessive of him; it was the proof that he cared, that he wanted Masato. Even if not in the same desperate and romantic way that Masato wanted him.
"Tsk, why do I always have to feel in such a way?" The blue haired teen muttered looking at his image in the mirror. He was very frustrated, and his frustration just grew stronger each passing day. "Such useless feelings." He retorted letting out an exasperated breath. "And why am I always the only one who ends up fully naked?"
Looking one last time at the dark red kiss marks, Masato let his fingers slide down over his chest as if he wanted to feel the possessive bites against his fingertips, when suddenly he was surprised with a burning and uncomfortable sensation in one of his nipples.
"Aah!" The blue haired teen's mouth muttered a high-pitched moan. Masato's orbs widened for brief seconds and then annoyance and shame bloomed inside him. "Jinguji you stupid horny idiot..." His clenched fist bumped the wall as his face, inevitably, grew hotter, "I'm going to kill you!"
The angry male looked at his sore pink nipple and bit his lower lip hungrily. Somehow that light touch over his nipple had awakened a few of the wild sensations from last night.
"Jin-gu… Jinguji s-stop- aah-" The blue haired teen panted as he felt Jinguji's large hands exploring his body; one hand pinching and caressing his nipples forcing intense and countless shivers to travel up and down his body, and his other hand caressing Masato's erection slowly making him moan over and over. His toes were curled up, clenching the orange bedcovers between them; the pleasure was so intense that he could barely control his voice and body.
"Why Hijirikawa? Doesn't it feel good?" Ren whispered seductively in the blue haired male's ear, nibbling the soft earlobe and receiving as an answer a satisfying moan and a tighter grasp on his shirt.
"Jinguji... S-Stop -aah- I-nnh-I..."
"What? Do you wanna come?" Ren asked boldly in the other teen's ear. "Okay... You can come, Hijirikawa." The blue haired teen groaned strongly, clenching the blond's shirt and pulling him closer. Hijirikawa's voice sounding against Ren's ears was giving him goose bumps and making him shudder unstoppably. Ren felt a strong urge to touch himself. He wanted release. He needed it so bad that he could barely restrain himself. But he knew that he wouldn't be able to last too long due to Hijirikawa's erotic body, irresistible smell and sweet voice. Hijirikawa was dangerously good for him. He couldn't have enough of him. The more his fingers; his skin felt Hijirikawa's, the more he desired to feel him and, as a result, the less control over his own body Ren had.
Trying to forget his own needs, Ren licked the blue haired male's hot flesh. His bold tongue ran the length of his neck from top to bottom languidly, stopping at the junction of the other boy's neck and shoulder and biting the soft skin savagely. The blond felt the other boy's body arch up against his, and for the first time that night Ren regretted not being naked. He would love to feel the sensation of Hijirikawa's skin against his. He craved it so intensely.
Hijirikawa's constant moans and gasps were driving him crazy, yet what made his erection twitch under his pants was Hijirikawa's sexy visage and the way his sweet voice moaned his name over and over.
"Damn, if this continues I'll be the one coming."The blond thought desperately turned on. He wanted the blue haired teen to come for once and for all, so he murmured seductively in the erotic teen's ear "Come for me Hijirikawa." Ren finished his sensual speech nibbling and sucking the blue haired male's skin behind his earlobe.
As soon as those tempting words were muttered against his ear, Masato couldn't control his orgasm any longer. The sudden goose bumps and shivers traveling through his aroused body, and the burning euphoria that Jinguji's touch was providing him allowed him to feel the most pleasurable release.
Fully satisfied, Masato let his body fall down on the bed again. He gasped and panted, exhausted. His uncontrolled heartbeat kept racing and that burning sensation still lingered in his body making him shiver uncontrollably. He took deep and heavy breathes and looked the blond in the eyes; he wanted to see Jinguji.
Ren took a deep breath observing Hijirikawa, dazzled by his beauty and sensuality. He didn't say anything. He couldn't. He was lost in Hijirikawa's world. He was lost in his own whirlwind of feelings.
"Damn, he is just… so… different."The blond leaned his mouth to the other boy's joining their soft lips in a tender kiss. This kiss was more than enough to express the way he felt at the moment, and thus, to replace his sudden loss of words.
"Did it feel good Hijirikawa?" Ren asked against the other male's mouth. "Are you satisfied?" The blue haired boy blushed softly. "But I'm not totally satisfied, yet..." Ren grinned mischievously licking Hijirikawa's lips. "I still need to feel you." His teeth bit Hijirikawa's soft lip flesh, causing said teen to gasp. "Can I, Hijirikawa?"
Masato's eyes widened slightly, observing the blond carefully and pondering his request. Countless terrifying options were running through his mind, tormenting, confusing and exciting him. His teeth bit his lips nervously and his now half lidded dark blue eyes looked at Jinguji anxiously to feel him again; to feel his hands exploring his innocent body.
Masato felt a light shiver running his body and closed his eyes turning his face away. He couldn't deny it even if he wanted to. He had totally surrendered to his feelings for Ren.
"D-Do whatever you want to." Masato uttered flushed and trembling.
The blond smirked satisfied, moving his mouth to the blue haired boy's nipples kissing his pink little buttons.
Masato gasped silently bringing his slim hands to his mouth to muffle any kind of sound while his already flushed cheeks became an even redder color.
Ren's tongue licked the blue haired boy's left nipple softly, wetting the warm and pink skin taking it into his mouth and sucking the hard nipple languidly but hungrily.
Masato groaned clearly pleased, intertwining his fingers in Jinguji's soft locks of hair, trying to pull his head up.
"Jin~Nnh~Jinguji, stop I-I don't-Nn~Aah… Aaah"
Masato felt the blond's teeth bite his sensitive flesh as the tip of his tongue made its way out of his mouth to tease that erected pink nipple.
"Aanh- stop... I-It hurts..."
The blond stopped, facing the blue haired boy mischievously and murmuring against his cheek, "Does it hurt that much? Are you sure it's only pain?" The tone of his voice was full of lust and need.
Masato's hands clutched Jinguji's shirt shakily. His burning face was redder than ever. He breathed against the other male's cheek muttering, "It- It f-feels strange so stop." He admitted. He couldn't really name that unknown feeling whenever Jinguji's mouth and fingers teased his nipples, but he could tell that his body reacted strangely at it. He didn't like it. He didn't want him to continue. He feared that something new would arouse in his body if the blond continued doing as he pleased. Masato was already too weak against him, so weak that he could barely say no whenever the blond wanted to have some fun with him.He certainly did not want to give the blond a chance to awaken a new desire inside of him.
"Oh fuck... I really want to devour him. Shit."Ren thought desperately.
"But it looks like you're enjoying it so much Hijirikawa." Ren brought his mouth to Hijirikawa's right nipple licking it slowly then wrapping it between his lips and sucking on it kindly. His left hand grabbed Hijirikawa's waist, pulling him close up against his body, while his right hand travelled down the entire blue haired boy's body gently. Ren wanted to torment Hijirikawa in the most pleasurable way possible.
Each fingertip from Jinguji's large warm hand sent intense shivers to Masato's core making his body jolt under that vicious touch. He felt his body responding to each one of Jinguji's words and caresses so wildly that he could barely believe it. And he had been so satisfied a few moments ago, yet he felt as if his previous climax had never happened.
Jinguji's calloused hand reached Masato's nipple, caressing the soft pink flesh in slow circled motions. His middle fingertip would rub the blue haired teen's erected nipple now and then, making him lose the rest of his consciousness, losing it to that burning pleasure running through his being.
Masato responded with a fully satisfied groan "Aah~Aaah!"
"Hum, see Hijirikawa? You're enjoying it so much." Ren uttered with the blue haired teen's nipple between his teeth.
"Nnnhh-ah… aah-hmm… I'm n-not-mmm~nnhaa- Jinguji..."
"Hum... That's no good then." Ren responded in a husky whisper. "Then can I make you feel good? Can I..." Ren's hand abandoned the blue haired teen's nipple, traveling down... down... down, finally reaching his soft butt cheeks and squeezing them. His desperate fingertips slid slowly between Hijirikawa's globes making the boy shiver with the surprising and uncomfortable friction against a sensitive spot.
"What about here Hijirikawa...? Let's try it...?" Ren pressed his finger lightly against the other teen's entrance "My fingers inside you... Can I do it? I'll make you feel really good." The blond smirked, licking his lips wickedly with naughty thoughts inside his mind. He couldn't wait to try each one of them.
"Tsk, that bastard doing something like that..." Masato uttered, flushing with his hand lightly pressed against his butt cheeks. The hot water of the shower was falling over his flesh, rolling down over his soft skin. His entire being trembled with the vivid images from the previous night already waking a strong desire. When suddenly...
"Who's a bastard?" A seductive voice sounded behind Masato's ear. The hot breathe sent countless shivers through Masato's body that turned into goose bumps.
Surprised, Masato turned his face around facing the teen who had tortured him in the most pleasurable way last night.
"Jin... Jin… Jin-guji... W-Wha... Get out of here!" He shouted flustered and trying to push the blond away with his elbows, pressing them against Jinguji's stomach.
"Ouch! You... Stop that Hijirikawa." Ren demanded slightly annoyed, grabbing the blue haired boy's wrists and placing them above his head.
Masato's body was completely trapped against the cold and humid wall of the shower, however his soaked back was tightly pressed against Jinguji's nude chest. It seemed that the blond didn't plan to let him escape so easily.
Masato felt the warm drops of water melting against their glued skin due to their sudden and strong desire toward each other. Masato couldn't stop all the intense shivers from running wildly through his being. He was unable to restrain his voice any longer. Since he had left the bed that he had been regretting it. In truth, there wasn't anything else that he wanted more than being wrapped in Jinguji's embrace always, yet he knew that the closer he got to Jinguji, the harder it would be to get away from him in the future.
As the blue haired boy fought against his deepest thoughts and feelings, the blond was fighting the strong urge to succumb to his wildest desires. But damn, it was so hard... It was so fucking hard!
The faint scent of soap and shampoo coming from Hijirikawa's body was so damn alluring that he couldn't take it anymore.
Ren leaned his nose to Hijirikawa's dark blue hair, breathing deeply to absorb the sweet scent of his shampoo.
Masato shuddered in surprise, turning his face around and asking alarmed, "Wha... Wha... What are you doing Jinguji?" He didn't intend to sound so noisy and annoying, but after the blond's sudden action he really couldn't react in any other way. However, his high pitched complaints were suddenly silenced by the surprising position he found himself in.
Jinguji's lips were tenderly touching his. Both their eyes were as wide as ever, yet once the warmth of their lips melted against each other, their blue eyes began to close on their own. They were more than ready to kiss; to feel each others' mouths, tongues... to savor each others' flavor. They yearned for that kiss. They wanted it so badly, that when they noticed the blond's tongue was already inside the blue haired boy's mouth. Exploring, tasting, and feeling him closer through his shy tongue that refused to move too much. The blue haired teen was probably afraid of future reactions. Not that his body wasn't reacting right now. Truth to be told he was as hard as the previous night; almost at his limit. Nevertheless, he didn't want the blond to find out. He feared the other male's advances. He was barely able to resist him already.
"Hijirikawa..." Ren murmured with his lips glued to the other boy's.
Masato moved his face away slightly separating their mouths, so they both could breathe freely.
Ren moved his soft lips to Hijirikawa's shoulder, covering his flesh up to his neck with small kisses and bites, absorbing a few drops of water with his mouth.
Masato shuddered and gasped, accepting each one of Jinguji's gestures; giving him more freedom to do as he pleased by tilting his head to the side, exposing his alluring pale neck to the other teen's eyes and mouth.
"Nnh... Aahh.." His mouth responded positively to each one of the blond's advances, so Jinguji's teeth bit him strongly enough to make him feel pain. Yet, that pain only provoked more need in his body. Masato's hands were supporting his weight against the humid wall of the shower, sliding down and curling up whenever Jinguji's teeth craved his flesh roughly; providing him that strange but pleasurable pain that made his already hard length twitch and slick with pre-cum.
Ren moaned silently, breathing Hijirikawa's sweet and vicious scent, feeling barely able to handle one more second.
"Hijirikawa..." His mouth reached the blue haired male's ear, seductively whispering, "Né, can you open your legs a bit?"
As soon as he heard those words, Masato panicked. The fresh memories; the sensation of Jinguji's fingers inside him were still too present and he couldn't help but fear those words.
Last night, when Jinguji's fingers penetrated him it had hurt, yet that pain had felt so good that Masato couldn't help it but groan and whimper and silently beg for more of it. The blue haired male had never felt such sensations before, but he feared them. Such unknown and pleasurable pain... How was that even possible in first place?
"Hijirikawa...?" Ren uttered worried with the sudden silence. However, he realized Hijirikawa's feelings and said, "Don't worry, today I won't put them in. I don't want to hurt you. Can you trust me?"
Masato pondered Jinguj's question for a few seconds; facing the light blue humid wall of the bathroom.
Ren planted a soft kiss on the back of his neck, as if to comfort him. Assuming his silence and gestures of acceptance as a positive answer, the blond explained "Bend your body, and then open your legs slightly. Don't worry, I'll be supporting you from behind."
Masato shivered with the explanation still fearing what was about to happen, however he obeyed each one of Jinguji's instructions. As soon as he was in the right position, he felt Jinguji's body become even more glued to him. The hot water of the shower stopped falling over his back; Jinguji's warm soaked bare chest was tightly pressed against it. And suddenly he felt the blond's hands grabbing his hips gently.
"You can close your legs now, Hijirikawa." Ren murmured in said teen's ear.
Not understanding Jinguji's intentions, Masato obeyed and closed his legs; gasping as soon as he felt a very hard and hot member against his flesh. Masato bit his lower lip roughly trying to suppress all the undesired moans that threatened to escape from his mouth. His hard erection twitched when Jinguji's tip touched it lightly.
"I-mmm-really can't hold it back anymore Hijirikawa. I...I won't put it in but in exchange let's do it like this." Ren explained his voice husky with need.
"Eh...?" The blond didn't allow Masato time to react.
"I'll start moving..." Ren added thrusting his hard length between Hijirikawa's legs.
"Aaahh- w-w-wait... Jin... Jin-gu-ji you... Strange~Aah... Nnnhh... Aanh... S-Stop." The blue haired teen begged over and over between moans and whimpers. Long and intense shivers traveled through his entire being whenever Jinguji's erection slid against sensitive spots; his balls… his entrance… making him lose his strength and as a consequence, lose his balance. Yet Jinguji's strong hands grabbed him tightly against himself, also increasing the rhythm of his thrusts. The blond's mouth was pressed against Masato's flushed neck, lightly biting, sucking and kissing him.
"Aanh... Aaah... Aa~nnnhh... Jin-guji... Mmm~nnh... P-p-please s-stop...! I am... You... Are... Aaanh!" Masato groaned feeling the blond's hot and hard manhood sliding frantically between his legs, leaving his soft flesh sticky with pre-cum.
"I... I can't Hijirikawa... Mmm-" Ren moaned.
Masato shivered hearing Jinguji's needy and hot tone of voice.
"Damn it, whenever he moves he rubs strange places... And it seems like his... His... Is going to enter inside of me at any time. Tsk~... I don't think I can hold it for longer." The blue haired male thought desperate with his state of excitement. "It feels so good..."His inner voice added, demanding to his brain to try to support himself since his climax was closer and closer.
"J-Jin~guji... I can't… anymore..." Masato said panting and gasping. He was at his limit. He just wanted release; and soon.
Ren smirked, as he moved his right hand from Hijirikawa's hipbone to his slick hard length and grabbed it hard at the base; preventing his so awaited release.
"Not yet Hijirikawa." Ren said without stopping his rhythmic desperate thrusts between the blue haired teen's legs. "Let's do it together..." The blond finished whispering those words biting Hijirikawa's pale skin on his right shoulder.
"Aah… it's- Aaanhh- impossible…" Masato moaned, desperate.
Ren moved his mouth to the blue haired teen's ear, as he moved his left hand to Hijirikawa's torso holding him tightly and pushing him closer at the same time whispering, "Then make it be possible, Masato."
"Masato"
Jinguji's voice echoed again and again in Masato's head murmuring his given name. At that time Masato's heart had stopped beating for a brief moment, his eyes had stopped blinking as well… Truth to be told, Masato didn't know how to react. He hadn't expected Jinguji to call his given name ever, much less in such a situation. Nevertheless he hadn't had time to think about it too much, because as soon as his being stopped reacting, Jinguji's caresses and hoarse tone of voice had awakened him from his trance making him reach his moment of pure bliss. And, as promised, Jinguji had reached his as well. The impossible for Masato at that time had turned into something possible just like Jinguji had told him.
"Masato"
Jinguji's voice devouring his soul…
"Masato"
Jinguji's lips glued to his skin…
"Masato"
Jinguji's gentle and addictive caresses…
"Masato"
What did he want from Masato? Why did he do such things with him? Why did he have to call his name in such a way?
"Ma~sa~chan!" A cheerful voice sounded in his ear making him shiver and moan unexpectedly.
The owner of that cheerful voice blushed surprised, quickly apologizing, "I-I'm very sorry Masa-chan!" Otoya bowed nervously, ashamed.
Masato blushed as well nervously trying to calm the other teen, "I-It's okay, I am the one who should apologize for not noticing you."
Otoya looked up, finally standing up and smiled cheerfully. "It's okay." Suddenly his red eyes stopped blinking, widening bit by bit and completely fixed on Masato's neck. His cheeks turned a redder color and as soon as he realized that he had been staring too much, he looked away scratching the back of his neck; and one more time his voice sounded in Masato's ears, "Né Masa-chan, can we talk for a bit?"
Masato frowned already worried, "Of course. Did something happen?" The blue haired male asked without hesitation.
"No, no. I just… I…" Otoya stuttered looking everywhere but at Masato. "C-Can we sit down?"
"Yes, of course." Masato observed how his red haired friend sat abruptly on the wooden bench and got even more worried. Otoya had looked so cheerful just moments ago… The blue haired teen followed the other male's example and sat down too.
"So, what's happening Otoya-kun? As I thought something bad happened." Masato said looking straight at Otoya's red eyes, who didn't take too long to look away.
"O-Otoya-kun?" Masato called astonished with said teen's action.
"Uhm… Masa-chan, can I ask you something?" Otoya asked without facing the blue haired teen.
"Yes, what is it?" Masato's confusion just kept growing.
"If… If I'm wrong please forgive me!" This time Otoya faced Masato making him feel even more nervous.
"I… I won't get mad I'm sure." Masato said smiling as gently as he could at the moment. He didn't want Otoya to notice his nervousness.
The red haired boy sighed in relief; a small smile appeared on his lips.
"Thank God… Then Masa-chan here I go."
"Hum."
"Are you and Ren in a relationship?" Otoya asked abruptly.
Masato was astonished for a few seconds but as soon as that question reached his brain he flushed deeply and began to tremble.
"W-Why are… you… asking me that?" Masato stuttered avoiding eye contact.
"Eh? I-I'm so sorry Masa-chan! Please don't get mad, I just asked that because you have this clear kiss mark here on your neck… Forgive me if I'm wrong!" Otoya explained bluntly pointing at his own neck.
Masato quickly covered his neck flustered. He frowned, feeling an intense embarrassment blooming inside him. He had totally forgotten about all the kiss marks left on his body due to the erotic event from this morning.
"Masa-chan…?" Otoya too felt nervous suddenly. He didn't intend to offend his friend. His curiosity was killing him, besides he still remembered how intimate Ren and Masato had been that day when the blue haired teen had recovered his piano.
"It's not like that." Masato muttered.
"Huh?" Otoya looked at the other male surprised.
"Although Jinguji was the one who gave me this kiss mark, we aren't in a relationship."
"Then…" Otoya's speech ended as soon as it started.
"Anyway it's not like that and it's hard to explain." Masato said frustrated, trying to eliminate the sudden but expected sadness in his heart. However he felt uncomfortable for not giving a better explanation to Otoya, so he did what he thought it was the best. "I'm sorry."
Otoya's red orbs widened.
"Eeh...? No, i-it's okay! I'm the one who has to apologize. I'm sorry for asking such a thing, Masa-chan."
Masato nodded with a small smile in his lips. Even after apologizing, Otoya couldn't help but feel guilty. So he tried his best to distract the blue haired male.
"Ah but Masa-chan, you should hide that." The redheaded said pointing at Masato's hickey. "I don't think that Ren would like to know that you're letting other people see you like this." Otoya blushed slightly observing his friend.
"What do you mean?"
"How should I explain…" Otoya paused looking for words to his explanation. "You look a little bit too fragile and e-e-erotic." Masato flushed deeply, intensifying his friend's blush as well. "AAH but… I-It's not that hickey per se… You have this special aura surrounding you."
Masato looked away feeling lightly irritated and muttering, "Tsk that idiot always doing unnecessary things. I bet that he enjoys seeing me like this. In truth I'm more than sure that this is what he wants, after all he's so possessive. Honestly this is kind of nasty, my entire body is covered in hickeys. What's the fun in doing this?"
"Eh?" Otoya's blush deepened with the sudden confession. He couldn't react for moments, yet he laughed nervously and in embarrassment. "W-Well I guess that's Ren's way of showing you how much he cares about you."
"HUH? That's not caring, that's-" Masato realized what he had just been saying, and stood up abruptly shouting, "I… I have to go! Thank you for worrying Otoya-kun!" And completely flustered, the blue haired teen ran away without looking at where he was going; thus the inevitable happened: he bumped into someone.
"Ah I'm so so-" He noticed the person with whom he had bumped and felt a slight twinge in his chest. "N-Nana-san…"
The petite girl observed him as surprised as he had been seconds ago, but that surprise was soon replaced by annoyance. She couldn't help it. After what had happened she didn't want to look at the blue haired teen's face.
"Tsk, what a pain in the ass." She muttered softly but exasperatedly.
"A-Are you okay? Here, let me help you." Masato said gently, stretching out his hand in the girl's direction.
Nana avoided his help and stood up on her feet alone, feeling more and more irritated.
"Why from all people?" She muttered once again.
"N-Nana-san…" Masato tried but the brunette interrupted him.
"I'm fine. Leave me alone I don't need your help." She began to walk away yet the blue haired boy prevented her by grabbing her slim wrist.
"Wait Nana-san, I want… I would like to talk with you for a moment." Masato said almost begging feeling that slight twinge in his chest turning into something unbearable. He didn't know why he felt this way just because of someone that he had met a few days ago only, yet he couldn't ignore it. He didn't like to see the brunette sad.
For a moment surprise could be clearly seen in Nana's expression, the irritation she had been feeling faded away during that time, yet once she came back to herself the previous slight irritation turned into a strong rage.
"WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?" She yelled astonishing the boy.
"Na-Nana-san…?"
"WASN'T IT ENOUGH WHAT YOU DID THE OTHER DAY?"
Masato remembered the astonishing events from before and couldn't argue back. He knew that she was in such a state because of him. The guilt deepened inside him, spreading painfully to his entire being making him tremble.
"Why?" The girl asked falling to the floor with tears rolling down over her cheeks.
Masato felt unbearably useless and guilty, unable to move; to react to Nana's tears. It was then that the girl's shaky voice sounded so softly in his ears.
"Why…?" The small murmur awakened his sleepy body. He couldn't take it anymore, so he did what he thought was the right and acceptable thing in such a moment. Masato kneeled in front of the girl's trembling body and hugged her tightly but carefully enough to not hurt her.
Nana's body stopped shaking and her tears stopped falling; instead her green orbs widened in shock with the other teen's action. How idiotic could someone be? How innocent could this stupid boy be? Why did he care so much about her anyways? They didn't know each other well enough to treat each other as friends, so why was he so gentle with her?
"L-Let me go-" Nana shouted trying to push him away. However he tightened her body between his arms refusing to let her go and interrupting her with his caring and gentle words.
"I'm so sorry Nana-san. I didn't want to hurt you. I'm sorry. I'm really… sorry."
"Really… How much of an idiot can someone be?" She thought feeling the blue haired male's words deep down in her heart. She couldn't really understand him. Why was he crying?
"You're really stupid aren't you?" Nana asked as she stopped struggling.
"Huh?" Masato was confused suddenly.
"Why the hell are you crying? I should be the one crying here! Tsk."
"Ah… I'm sorry, my tears just fell… I'm sorry." He apologized once again feeling guilty one more time. She was right. She was the one who had reasons to cry.
"Stop apologizing damn it! How annoying! Really, how can Ren be interested in someone like you? I don't get it. You're such a stupid and unattractive person."
Masato released the girl finally and faced her skeptically. Nana's words repeating over and over in his head.
Nana observed him for a few moments and then smirked saying, "What? Did you really believe that I was in love with you? Don't joke! Not even in dreams. Who would fall for someone like you? I love Ren not you. I am in love with Jinguji Ren."
Masato's dark blue eyes were as wide as plates observing the brunette skeptically. Yet his brain was processing all her words, one by one, and joining the pieces together like a puzzle. Jinguji's words played in his head as well, echoing through his whole being making him realize how stupid he had been in front of the blond.
The small pieces were all together, forming a very small yet clear and completed puzzle in his brain. Masato's incredulity vanished sooner than it had appeared, being replaced by a gentle smile. Now that he looked well at this girl he could understand why he cared so much about her. He could understand why his tears had begun to fall moments ago just because of this girl. He could finally understand why he couldn't ignore this girl's sadness and pretend that she was just someone who had got mad at him and wanted to avoid him forever. Nana was just like him. He saw in her his pathetic and frustrated side, sick with a stupid unrequited love. Nana and he were in love with Jinguji. They both suffered because of Jinguji. Masato understood her so well that it hurt. Even after hearing her real feelings, Masato couldn't hate her; after all she had been trying to get Jinguji's attention as hard as he. So he felt the need to support her even though they both were rivals.
The brunette was surprised looking at the other teen. She really couldn't understand him at all. Why was he smiling in such a way after hearing her confession?
"What the fuck is going on with this guy?" She asked herself frowning in disbelief. Yet, before she had time to think anything else, Masato stood up stretching out his hand towards her, the warm smile always present in his lips, and said "I don't know if this will make you feel better or not but I'll take the risk and tell you the truth. Jinguji and I aren't lovers. We don't even are in a relationship. So you don't need to worry and get so desperate Nana-san."
"Huh? Do you think you can fool me with sweet words? Stop joking around imbecile! What about that fucking kiss that he gave you?" She asked rudely, revealing more of her true side. Honestly Masato was surprised he never thought that someone as sweet and nice as Nana could be this rude. But then again, they hardly knew each other so of course he didn't know anything about her.
"About that I have a theory although I don't know if I am right or not. You know about Jinguji's rules with girls right? I think that he wanted to get free from one more of his girls and so he did that in front of you. It doesn't mean that he hates you personally; he was just trying to avoid one more of his girls' feelings towards him." Masato explained never breaking eye contact with Nana. The brunette observed him carefully trying to understand each one of his words, but mainly trying to understand him.
"Why are you being so nice with me? Why after confessing all that? Are you stupid or what? Aren't you in love with Ren as well? Why the fuck are you trying to reassure me with those sweet words and explanations? I don't get it. You're so stupid." She asked clearly annoyed and confused.
Even though she had been so rude with him, Masato never stopped smiling warmly and answered as well as he could to each one of the girl's questions. He felt that he had to be truthful with her.
"In truth I'm very thankful that you were so honest with me. I don't have too many friends, and the ones I've gained are all thanks to Jinguji so it's not as if I had to fight for someone's friendship. It's not as if I know what it is to make friends. The only person who is my friend since I was a child is Keita, but I found out some time ago that he is my cousin so he would always see me as a friend. Besides he was always the one who fought for my friendship not me. However with you I feel like this is what having a friend is. We may not know each other too well, but I understand you Nana-san."
Nana listened carefully Masato's words observing the teen and understanding him bit by bit. His words were reaching her heart slowly but effectively erasing all the annoyance, frustration and confusion she felt previously.
"So I want to be truthful with you too. Although it is true, I love Jinguji, he doesn't love me and we are not in any kind of relationship. It's true that we share more intimate moments, but thinking well it's not so different from all the kind of relationship he has with girls." At this point Masato clenched his fists tightly to endure better the pain in his chest. He was hurting himself with his own words. How ironic. "I am not so different from all those girls. Maybe because I live with him he does that to me more times than he would do with any other girl. But I'm sure that he doesn't love me nor has any kind of romantic feelings for me. Lately I have started to think that he may see me as a friend. He helped me when I most needed. I've always wanted to play piano freely but I couldn't because of my father, yet thanks to Jinguji I can do it now. Oh I'm also living with him because of my father, so you don't need to get alarmed. Well… not as much as you looked before."
The blue haired male laughed softly feeling that sharp pain in his chest growing. Remembering all that and telling it to someone else was harder than he thought, but he needed to do it; for Nana, but especially for himself.
"So we are friends I think. I see him as a friend, despite of the romantic feelings I have for him." Masato's smile faded away suddenly and he looked at the girl carefully as if searching for something. He wasn't sure if he should tell her something like this or not, but somehow he felt that she had the right to know. After all she was, just like him, in love with Jinguji Ren. "I… There's something that I think you should know." He began decided. Of course he wouldn't tell her the whole story. Jinguji had told him all that because he had trusted him, so Masato didn't want to betray the blond even more. "There's someone that Jinguji loves. He told me that he doesn't like her anymore, but the way he talked about her made me believe in the contrary. Sakura-san was Jinguji's girlfriend and he loved her like he didn't love anyone else. She was the most special person to him and I believe that his feelings for her remain intact."
"Sakura?" Nana muttered blinking countless times.
"Yes, Matsumoto Sakura it's her name." Masato said smiling once again, pretending that the pain didn't exist anymore in his heart. However as soon as he noticed Nana's skeptic expression his smile faded away one more time. "Nana-san, I'm really sorry. It wasn't my intention-" Yet before he could finish Nana interrupted him.
"That bitch…"
"Huh? W-What do you mean Nana-san? Do you know Sakura-san?" Masato asked extremely confused.
"If I know her?" She laughed sarcastically and added, "Of course I do… Matsumoto Sakura is my older sister."
Masato's heart stopped for moments with the unexpected and most shocking revelation. Matsumoto Sakura, Jinguji's ex-girlfriend, was Nana's older sister. With this revelation Masato felt too afraid and desperate. Sakura was closer to Jinguji than ever and that was terrifying. The world was terrifyingly small.
It couldn't be only yummy content né? A little bit of drama is always needed nvn expect angsty drama for the next chapters x_x I'll torture you all until the end of this fic *evil laugh* ~~ okay sorry xD
Bye~Bye, ヽ(*'､^*)chuu*