YOURS (Futanari) Chapter 6: What do you mean?, a k-on!/けいおん！ fanfic

YOURS

(as inspired by "I'm Yours" by The Script)

TRIGGER WARNING

This story contains narratives that some

people may find offensive or distressing.

"What do you mean?"

Flashback

January, 2015.

The blonde initially thought that he got away with his petty crime, however, the ravenette did distance herself from him ever since then. She did not reply to his texts anymore and she even blocked him a few days later. He had enough of wondering after a few months. He decided to find out the truth from her. The brunette happily helped him out because, as slow as he was, even he could sense their dwindling friendship. He made him ask Mio out to a nearby park for his sake.

"What are you doing here?"

"You finally talk to me, Mio."

"Shut up. Where –"

"He's not coming."

"You're something else, Aoi."

"Why are you avoiding me?"

"…you know why."

"Tell me. Were you awake?"

The ravenette glared daggers at him. She unconsciously clenched her fists. She did wake up in the middle of him rummaging through her laundry basket, however, she did not see the full extent of his crime. She could only see his back in her dimly lit room. She did not call him out. His bated breaths creeped her out. The brunette thankfully came into her room. It startled the blonde. They had a talk before the latter left. He approached her afterwards. "Nightmares?" he asked her. He helped her wipe up her eyes. She gradually realized that she had been crying.

"Why did you do it?"

"It's your fucking fault. You let me in."

"In my house, you jerk, not my room."

"…it's fine with him?"

"Duh. He's not you."

"You know, Mio, fuck this. I love you."

"What did you say?"

"I'm asking you out."

"No way. I hate you."

Her rejection angered him. He grabbed her wrists and he then twisted them. She was about to scream for help when he slapped her hard across her cheek. He came up with another plan. He would drag her towards a nearby gazebo and he would have his way with her there. It'll work. They were alone in the park, after all, it was early in the morning. He turned around and his heart dropped. He saw his friends. They were approaching them. It made him loosen his grip on her. She immediately broke away from him. "That's the fastest rejection ever," his friends teased him. They only caught on to the last part of their conversation.

January, 2015.

The brunette put on his seatbelt as soon as he got into the car and his friends started teasing him about scoring something with his neighbor. What scores? He honestly did not understand them. He simply laughed along with them. He glanced at his childhood friend as he restlessly fidgeted in his seat. He kept thinking about the bulge he had earlier. It scares him.

"Hey, Aoi, can I ask you something?"

"What do you want?"

"It's a bit personal. I'll text you later."

"Just ask away, dude, I'm too busy."

The blonde rolled his eyes at him. He found him annoying. He was apparently resenting him for ruining his plan. The ravenette even got all dressed up for their meeting at the park. She was probably expecting a date with the brunette or something, but then again, he was too ignorant of the feelings she had for him. He's just a fucking coward. He belittled him in his mind. His friend cleared his throat. His face grew redder in time.

"Have yours ever, uh, got all big?"

"You don't know what a boner is?"

"This baka slept through sex eds."

"I can't help it. I'm always sleepy."

"Just cut down all those morning runs."

"My mom will kill me if I slack off."

"Right. I forgot she's a freak one."

The brunette sulked at the mention of his mother. He did not have a good relationship with her. He even refused to acknowledge him as his mother. He heaved a deep sigh as he looked outside the window. What's new? He thought to himself. His friends always knew more stuff about girls than him. His lack of knowledge made him feel embarrassed deep down. His question infuriated the blonde. He widened his eyes at him.

"Did Mio give it to you or something?"

"It's not her. I, uh, I had it yesterday."

"You're stuttering when you're lying."

"Hm. Somebody's jealous."

"Um. What do you mean?"

"Wait, Ricchan, you didn't know it?"

"Aoi just confessed to her."

"We sadly didn't get to see his face."

"We're too busy laughing."

"What? Why? When did it happen?"

"She's a bitc – fuck. What the fuck?"

"You badmouth our friend."

"You don't have to hit me that hard."

The brunette clenched his fists as he stared at the blonde. He was ready to beat him up again in case he made another nasty remark about their friend. Kei quickly pulled over the car so that he could break up their fight. "Tsk, tsk, wake up, you two. She's way out of your league," he scolded them. He continuously stared them down until they reluctantly shook their hands. He only started up the car again when he made sure that they settled down. The two childhood friends exchanged glares.

"…but aren't you with Kanna?"

"So, what about it? It's my fucking life."

"You shouldn't do that to her."

"How about you tell it to your mother?"

"…you know I don't talk much to her."

"Come on, guys. Just drop it."

"You fuckers stay out of this!"

"Shut it, Aoi, and Ritsu, uh, grow up."

"My height, my problem, Kei."

The brunette quickly kicked the driver's seat as soon as his friend made fun of his height. He pouted in the backseat. He clearly did not hit his growth spurt yet. The others laughed at their shortest friend, except for Aoi, for he was too busy fiddling with his phone. "My car, my rules," Kei told him. He was always the one taking his friends to places because of his ridiculous height. He could easily pass off as a college student. He also had a way with words. The adults always let him off. "Your mom's, you mean," Ritsu reminded him. He quickly shrunk into his seat. He covered his forehead with his hands before Kei could flick him there.

To Be Continued

Author's Notes

I'll continue this story on the Wattpad, that is, if

you want more from me. Thank you for reading!