Taste of Numbness

If I were numb, what would I taste like?

"Like someone else, is that an answer which makes since; Tsukasa?"

"Amane?" I asked.

Sitting up in confusion, I turned my head from side to side. Amane went to school without me? "Of course, he did," I muttered bushing my teeth as I looked in the mirror.

With messy bed hair and dark circles under my eyes, it was hard to see Amane in my reflection. Did you forget about me, Amane? I held the straps of my bag as I walked to school.

Was mom right, do you really only see me as a burden you don't want anymore? Without realizing it I was already as school, with eyes to my feet I stood silently. Right now, I feel so alone.

Amane lied to me.

He likes Yashiro, it's just like mom said- he'll get tired of me and find someone else to be by his side. So what's the point in fighting, why do I feel like I'm… "In the way."

I looked in slowly.

"Um, you're in the way of the walk way," Yashiro said in a kind voice. Those two-toned eyes; what's so good about them? "Ah, Tsukasa… S-So, since you're already here. About your brother and I," she started to say.

Lovely long hair colored like marshmallows, thick legs and a cute, round face. Is this what Amane likes?

I walked past her, bumping shoulders as I walked like a zombie. "H-Hey!" she gasped as I walked off. Going up the stairs, mindlessly walking up flight after flight.

I nearly fell walking into a bookbag, "Ow," I gasped rubbing my head. "Oh, Tsukasa," Sakurai said surprised as he turned around. "Ah, what are you doing, this floor is only for the seniors," he added looking down at me.

I kept my eyes low as I rubbed my forehead, I don't want to be bothered by him. "Oh, here," he said taking off his bag. "It's a new one, since the old one broke," he said handing it to me.

"I have the charger too, hold on," he said looking into his bag. "My brother, he doesn't have the money to pay for this," I said in a plain voice. Without looking up he pulled out games and a charger, "I don't care about that, you can pay me yourself," he said.

"I don't have any money," I said. "And if I did, I wouldn't give it to you," I scoffed. He chuckled looking up, "I meant that you can pay me with your body," he cocked sitting up. I glared looking down at him, I want all of Amane's attention.

I nodded my head.

I want Amane to care only about me, I want him to focus only on me- like he always has. Is this enough to drive Amane insane?

I bit Sakurai's hand.

My hands shaking mercilessly as my legs were draped over his other arm. Holding me up as he fucked me. This pain, it'll be worth that horrified look Amane will have.

"Ah, t-this spot is good," Sakrai groaned, the sounds of sex were loud- I panted in exhaustion as my body felt sore. This will be worth it.

In the girl's bathroom, holding me in front of the mirror as he forced himself inside tense, unwelcoming walls; I could only feel pain. My eyes shivered watching him squeeze in and out of me in the reflection of the mirror.

Every time letting out a groan of pleasure.

My opening looks just like Amane's. I felt myself get excited, I wanna do it with Amane again. I want to force myself inside of him, and fucker him nice and deep like this.

My head began to sway in excitement.

I wanna fuck Amane again. I started to pant, Sakurai licking his lips to the sounds of my voice. Amane. I closed my eyes; I wish it were Amane inside of me instead. Amane. I moaned louder, shivering as I came close.

I want Amane to lose control and ravish me like he did before.

Without realizing it, I wiggled and squirmed blissfully. "Ah, that voice of yours is too fucking cute. Hmmm, I-It makes me wanna- T-Tsu-ka-saaa," he groaned biting my neck as he rammed his cock inside.

My head leaned back as I moaned.

I want Amane to pump me full of his cum and pant my name, I wanna feel his fingers shiver against my hips and voice crack as he cums. I blushed, shooting out loads of cum as Sakurai continued to finish in my asshole.

Watching it drip down and squeezes out with each hungry thrust.

"Amane," I whispered cumming from the thought of being taken by him instead. What was wrong with me? How could I ever be with anyone other then Amane?

I sighed in relief as he pulled out.

Sakurai cocked a smiled watching him cum pour out of me, I twitched as he fingered and played with my sore opening; letting sticky cum run through his fingers.

"Let's go out, Tsukasa," he blushed kissing my neck.

"Ah!" Yashiro gasped walking into the boy's bathroom. Her face became flustered, "S-Sorry!" She screamed before slamming the door.

Sakurai seemed annoyed but unphased, "Looks like we've been caught," he sighed setting me down. I fell to my knees, unable to stand after being fucked so hard by someone his size. "Oh, sorry," he apologized attempting to help me up.

I shoved my arm away and he looked at me in confusion.

I want Amane, but she does too. "That girl, I hate her," I growled. Sakurai stood up straight, pulling his cock away and slipping up his pants, "I see, if you're worried about her; I'll take care of it," I stated before walking off.

I felt the string of pain pulse through my legs.

"Amane, I want… Amane,"

Finally clothed, I stumbled out of the bathroom.

My eyes opened wide as someone screamed. I walked over to the stair case as Sakurai stood looking down it. "There, you shouldn't have to worry about her for a while," he said in a dark voice.

Did he just, push her?

He walked away as I glazed down at the motionless girl. "I'm going back to class; my break is over. You should leave to before someone else come," he said. Is Yashiro, dead?

"That's what happened, I swear. I didn't push Yashiro. Sakurai did," I said playing my new game. Amane's hands fell into his face. "Are you upset, about Yashiro?" I asked.

I gasped as he hugged me, "You idiot, I'm upset because of what he did to you!" he cried holding me tightly. I looked at him in shock. "I hate it, the thought of his doing that to you- makes me so angry!" he growled squeezing me tighter.

I smiled.

This, I like. This sad, angry Amane. I miss Amane being emotional over me, I hugged him back feeling myself relax. "I miss you, Amane," I whispered making him break down in tears.

"I'm sorry, Tsukasa! I'll never ever leave you again!" he swore sobbing. My body hurts, but I'm so happy. "Amane, Amane!" I giggled feeling his eyelashes tickled my neck. Amane wiped his eyes as I giggled almost falling back.

"Tsukasa, y-you're ok; please tell me you are!" he asked in a worried tone.

I smiled as I titled my head, "Of course, I feel like myself again!"

Feeling himself again? How could he say that after what that guy did to him. I was sure to help Tsukasa to class, he held onto my arm like he didn't want me to go.

Even so, he smiled so happily.

Why wasn't he more upset- what about this was good?

I bit my lip as Sakurai walked out of class. HE stopped as our eyes met, "Ah Amane. I guess it's time for us to have a talk."

Creator's Note:

Hmm, I need less story and more Tsukasa x Amane smutt. *Sighs* This fanfic is also coming to an end but there's still a handful of lemons coming up!.

Next chapter: Taste of Black mail

*Will have a Tsukasa x Amane lemon* I know, it's been a long time.