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itle: Cross-linked Chaos
Author: Andy-chan (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
antimiya88)
antimiya88)Pairings: Sakuraiba (main) / Ohmiya (side)
Genre: AU, Romance, Angst, Drama
Rating: PG15 - NC17
Summary: Sakurai Sho at the age of 26 decided to turn a new page in his life. He managed to become a high-school professor. He knows the challenge is big, considering his past, but he's determined to fulfill the promise he had given nine years ago. In his class, he comes across Aiba Masaki a boy with a rude attitude who seems to not care about anything. Somehow, he reminds him of his old self and he's determined to succeed. At the end of the week, he's made to go with his cousin to the latter's favorite host club to celebrate his new start. At first, he denied to have fun but when he sees the number one host, he finally forgot about anything and let go. What he didn't know is that this will make things complicated. Could this new situation be the key for his future?
Disclaimer: I don't own Sakuraiba, they own me.
CHAPTER 4
“The show is over!” a voice was heard from behind making Sho snap out of his thoughts. “You may all leave now!” To Sho’s surprise it was the headmaster.
“Yoshitaka-sensei…” Sho mumbled unable to find the right words to form a whole sentence.
“Come to my office, Sakurai-sensei. We need to talk…”
Sho gulped but nodded and followed the other ignoring the whispers echoing around him.
“Close the door behind you, please”
Sho did as he was told and came to sit on the chair in front of the desk. His eyes were locked on his lap, his mind making a thousand thoughts.
“I’m sorry for disappointing you…” he uttered in an almost breathless voice after what felt like hours of an unbearable for him silence.
“You weren’t the one who disappointed me, Sakurai-sensei… it was the students…”
“But…” Sho tried to speak but was made to stop seeing the headmaster’s hand raised.
“I knew everything before I hired you. Matsumoto-san had told me about your past an I saw no reason why I shouldn’t hire you when you had graduated with honors from the university and you had left all that behind…”
“Yoshitaka-sensei…”
The headmaster sighed. “I’m a father, Sakurai-sensei and trust me I know what a boy in puberty means. My wife died at a car accident when Ruyhei was thirteen… he started not doing his homework, avoiding going to school, coming home late at night… he was trying to find a way out of all that craziness and his hormones were at the red… but no matter what I knew that I should be there for him when he needs me and I was… and eventually he came… we spoke… we started over… I had never lost my faith in him because I knew that deep inside he was my son… that bright kid with the smile that wanted to cure all the pain from his parents… I found him back… So when Matsumoto-san spoke to me of your case, all I could see in his eyes was his love for you. I felt as if he was your brother and I knew he was telling me the truth; something that was confirmed when I held your interview. So, no… you didn’t disappoint me, Sakurai-sensei”
Sho couldn’t believe in his ears. “You mean you won’t fire me?”
“No. I don’t find the reason to” the other replied calmly.
“But there will be students… parents that-”
“You should not worry about anything. I’ll take care of any issue that might occur”
“Yoshitaka-sensei…”
“Go and rest, Sakurai-sensei. See you tomorrow morning” the other one replied with a hint of reassuring smile.
Sho sighed but tried to smile back. “Thank you, Yoshitaka-sensei. With your permission…” He bowed and got out of the office. I need to talk to someone…
……………………………………………
Nino was taking his robe off when he heard a knock on the infirmary door. “You may come in!” The door was opened slowly, reluctantly, making Nino frown. “Come in!” he repeated once again just to be sure the other had heard him.
“May I come?” it was a well-known voice; Sho’s.
“Sho-kun?” Nino repeated as he walked fast to the door helping the other enter. “What’s the matter? Are you hurt?” he asked as his eyes were scanning fast the other.
“No…” Sho shook his head. “I just needed to talk to someone… My cousin is working and probably is in the middle of some important meeting and Satoshi is at the clinic…”
“Of course you can speak to me! You’re my friend as well!” Nino put him sit on the second chair in the room. “Let me get you a cup of coffee from the machine. I’ll be right back!”
Sho could only nod. When he saw the other man leaving, he looked around the room in an attempt to stop his mind from going back to those memories but no matter how much he tried he just felt them flowing in him when he saw a photo of Nino and Satoshi on the nurse’s office; it was clearly taken back when they had met... when he had also met them…
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“Introduce yourself”
Sho dared to look at no one. He was assured that there would be no criticism; no judgement; yet it felt as if he was put under the light of interrogation; as if all those pairs of eyes were piercing deep inside his soul.
“Everyone has his own hell. Never forget that…”
“I…” Sho mumbled unable to fight the knot that had formed deep inside his throat.
“My name is Ohno Satoshi” suddenly a voice was heard making Sho stare at the one who had spoken in his position. He was a small figured guy; most probably a bit older than him. He seemed to be too thin and he had dark cycles under his eyes. But what made Sho gasp in surprise was the fact that the other was looking straight at him.
“I am nineteen years old. I’ve been living on the streets for two years now; since I revealed my family my sexual preferences. It was in the end of the second month there when I was approached by a man who offered me food and a place to sleep, if I was willing to let him sleep with me. And I did… My mind was frozen… all I could think about was the food that I would have afterwards… I was starving… Unfortunately, that promise remained a promise... I was abandoned under a bridge, raped, cold and hungry.
But then I made my mind… I could take advantage of my body since it was already broken… I started finding clients in the streets, later, when I found out how to work better in clubs. At one of these, I met with someone who promised me he had the magic I needed to forget about everything… and it did work. Gradually, I was working as a whore just to be able to make myself forget about everything… but then it wasn’t enough. I needed more… and that meant that it also costed more… One day I woke up naked in an ally with marks all over my body and dried semen on my face, on my stomach, on my thighs… everywhere… and I didn’t remember anything… I couldn’t say whether I was “consenting” or being raped… And that scared me the most…
I stopped seeking for the magic… but I couldn’t bear the lack of it… I was angry... with everyone… me… I had even thought that I should end my life… there wasn’t a purpose to live… until it was that the one that found me… it was like a call… and I followed it.
At first, I thought it was a mistake… a path I couldn’t take… I saw everywhere enemies… the doctors… the psychologists… they were trying to make me feel as if I was the crazy one… I was wrong… they were just making me see my mistakes and fight my weaknesses because I could. And there was also my very personal purpose. I decided to fight. So, here I am. Two months in rehab; still facing my demons. Thank you”
Sho was left speechless. He wasn’t alone; he took a deep breath and looked at the others’ eyes. “My name is Sakurai Sho and I’m sixteen years old. I always felt trapped… as if I wasn’t a person but a puppet; a puppet whose role was to follow the instructions… to fill the perfect image. I had it enough. At the age of fourteen, I dropped out of the private school I was going till then and entered the public one at the worst neighborhood in Tokyo. It was there that I met two members of a gang. I fell in love with the way they were not caring about the rules… any rules… I asked them to join. They laughed at my face but I insisted.
I was brought to their leader. There was something about him that made me feel weak yet powerful. He explained to me the way to enter and I agreed. It was a test and I succeeded in it. I was in. I dyed my hair. I wore earrings. I was able to do what I wished all my life; being free without caring about musts and must nots. Every night was the same; alcohol and fights.
At the age of fifteen, sex was added to those. It felt ecstatic. A few months later, I got my own bike and entered the high speed races. I was good; very good and the leader seemed to have noticed it. He decided to make me the number two among the members…” Sho stopped for a couple of seconds to organize his thoughts. “I became his whore… he would screw me whenever he wanted and I didn’t care… It felt as a recognition to me but for the others it felt as a betrayal. In terms of hierarchy, I was supposed to be the last one and somehow I managed to become someone important and they hated it. One day I was cornered and beaten up; it was then that I made up my mind. I would make everyone respect me.
I started making shoplifts… I challenged areas belonging to other gangs… seduced their cheeks and then exposed the girls to them… I had just turned sixteen and I was on my way to success. I was playing the game of cat and mouse with the police but I loved it. The adrenaline was making me feel as if I was the strongest person on Earth. I was arrested; twice. I wanted to ridicule them… The second time I allured the night guard of the police station I was kept at and fucked him in front of the security cameras before I locked him inside the cell and left, just to be brought back.
It was then that I realized that I was able to escape not because I was someone capable of doing so but because of my father’s power. I hated it. I left the house and moved in with the leader. I would make sure everyone understood my position; either by beating the hell out of them or by fucking them senselessly. I had become crueler than I could have ever imagined. Everyone was afraid of me… and I was loving it. I had made myself known to all the outskirts of Tokyo.
Three months ago, the leader died in a fight when his head was crushed against an iron plate. I was shocked. He was the one who kept confirming my new identity and I had lost him. I kept participating in high speed races for money though. One month ago I did the same thing: the prize was the submission of our biggest enemies. I had won; everyone was cheering or so I thought. There weren’t screams of excitement but fear, panic. I didn’t understand anything until I found myself falling along my bike from the side of the road. Everyone abandoned me. And then I realized I had won absolutely nothing all this time… and now here I am, trying to find the answers… that is of course, if there are any…” he mumbled trying to stop the tears that kept falling on his cheeks.
“Thank you, Sho. Now, let’s move to the next one…” the responsible of their team spoke in the same calm tone.
Sho had thought that he would feel weird… but he hadn’t. He somehow felt relieved. Perhaps it was because of his small buddy who insisted on visiting him every single day; because it was Jun who was also coming every day, showing him that he would be there without whys… with just an ok…
***
Sho was using his crutches to reach the elevator back to his room when he caught with the corner of the eye Ohno Satoshi sitting at the end of the corridor his eyes stuck at a young male nurse.
“Hello…” he said reluctantly. “May I sit?”
The older one looked up at him and smiled widely. “Of course, Sakura-”
“Call me Sho… please!”
“Ok then. Of course, Sho”
“I just wanted to say thank you…”
Satoshi frowned. “For what?”
“For helping me open up…” he whispered.
“I know how it feels… as if you pass through Inquisition… even if you’re not religious!” he muffled a small laugh. “I had a hard time to accept the fact that there are more fucked-up people out there than I initially thought!”
“Yes… tell me about it…” Sho agreed, his eyes following the other’s ones. “So this one is your purpose that led you here?” he whispered low at the other’s ear making him blush. Sho was taken by surprise; seeing the other being all shy, proved to him that no matter what they were still humans… they hadn’t lost the battle yet and that… gave him strength. “He’s cute!” he added fast.
“You think?” Satoshi asked reluctantly.
“Yes! And I’m sure he thinks the same way about you!”
Satoshi frowned. “You can’t possibly believe that… I-”
“I saw him “filling” an already filled-up form while his cheeks were pink. No one else is around here… I bet he likes you! You should go for it!”
“Really?” Satoshi asked again a bit more excited this time.
“Yes! If you don’t believe me, I could go and ask him… just to be sure!” Sho teased him.
“Don’t you dare to even think about it! Gang experience or not I can still kick your ass!” Satoshi said pouting and burst into laughs, soon followed by Sho.
‘Everyone should laugh…’ his buddy’s words came to mind and laughed even louder. He was right. Everyone should laugh… and Sho knew that even if the road was long and difficult there was still hope… because he still could laugh.
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“Here it is!” Nino’s voice drew Sho away from his thoughts as he placed the coffee in front of him.
“It’s the first time I come here…” Sho mumbled before sipping some.
Nino smiled. “Yes… In any other case I would have been hurt but I think I could understand you…”
“I’m sure you could…” Sho mumbled, his eyes locked on the small paper cup he was holding. “I just wanted to be able to concentrate on my work and somehow feel adjusted to this environment… without being emotional over anyone and anything…”
“You needed to escape from things that kept reminding you of your past while you were trying your new start…” Nino said in a soft voice and squeezed Sho’s hand softy.
“But as it was proved, it can’t leave me alone…” Sho whispered in a trembling voice trying desperately to hold his tears.
Nino frowned, his voice suddenly turning serious. “What are you talking about? Something happened?”
Sho tried to speak but it seemed that no word could be articulated in his mouth.
“Sho, you’re scaring me! Tell me… what happened?” Nino repeated louder this time.
“They know…” Sho spoke in a whisper. “About my past… everyone in school knows…”
“But how? When? I came back at school an hour ago to check up on some things. Today I was accompanying the track team because Yamada-sensei was ill. I didn’t realize something happened… Tell me, Sho!” Nino said almost panicked. Tell me this has nothing to do with Masaki… please...
“There’s one student of mine… Aiba Masaki… I believe you must have heard about him…”
Nino was left speechless. What he feared the most had proved to be the truth. “Yes…” he answered reluctantly. “What… happened? What did he do?”
“Well… he has a problem… and even though I don’t know what it is, I know I want to help him… Last night…” Sho took a deep breath closing his eyes tightly. “Last night he spent the night at my apartment… I needed to talk to him because I felt that he’s lost the very same way I used to be when you first met me… I needed him to open up but he refused… I could see his fear… so I decided to…” a knot had stuck on his neck “…to open up myself… but I was wrong… I don’t know… and today… I was going to leave when… when I saw the photo, I keep in my diary to remind me where I have been and where I stand now, printed on the big note-board at the entrance… Everyone knows, Nino. I’m finished…”
“Sho, how can you be sure that it was this…” he took a big breath before continuing “…student of yours perhaps it was leaked on the internet and-”
“It was him…” Sho said in an almost inaudible voice “He was there… I was the one who showed it to him…”
“Sho…”
“And it hurts me more not because now I’m just a scumbag for everyone at school not even for the possibility of losing my job… despite the headmaster’s reassurances… I’m hurt because I thought he had understood me somehow… he hadn’t told me anything… but something in his eyes… I truly believed that he had understood… I guess I was wrong…”
Nino took Sho into a hug. “Sho… I’m sure he’s just confused…”
“I thought he could see that I truly care about him… even if I got to know him for a few weeks… it’s as if his soul has spoken to my heart… as if his cry for help had reached me and…” Sho broke into tears, his body jerking due to the heavy sobs.
“I’m sure he did it because he couldn’t understand the depth of this choice of him…” Nino said, his hand moving up and down Sho’s back in an attempt to soothe the pain the other was feeling inside.
Minutes of silence covered the infirmary room.
“I don’t know what to do…” Sho said after several minutes.
“I don’t know what you should do either…” Nino said looking deeply into Sho’s eyes. “But I know what you should not in any possible way; quit fighting” Sho looked at his friend with wide eyes. “Yes, Sho!” Nino repeated after seeing the other’s reaction. “You should not quit; neither from the school, nor from him. He’s broken… I mean… I’m sure he must be broken. You could fix him… since you feel that way, you certainly could… and I have faith in you… you were very brave back then… when you were only a teenager… I’m sure you’re the same brave now! Don’t lose your faith, Sho…”
Sho was biting his lower lip without saying anything. Nino’s words were similar to his own thoughts. No matter what, he couldn’t come to hate Masaki. He was sure something must have happened or he just felt vulnerable… that must have been it. His heart was aching; perhaps because he liked him… too much. It was scaring but in the same time power giving. He wanted to understand… he needed to understand.
“T-Rock. Tonight, 10 o’clock. You, me and Satoshi” Nino said suddenly. “And that’s an order!”
Sho couldn’t but smile. “Satoshi is one lucky guy…”
Nino smiled back. “I guess he is… exactly like the man who will be by your side!”
Sho only nodded.
“See you tonight, Sho” Nino said as he saw the other opening the door.
“Yes. Thank you, Nino”
Nino was left alone and rage along with desperation and sadness were boiling in his veins. He had understood why all of this had happened. Stupid Masaki! Stupid!
…………………………………………..
Nino is right. I must not give in… Yoshitaka-sensei is by my side… my friends are by my side… I need to fight… not only for me… but for him as well… Even if he hurt me… I can’t stand seeing him like that…
With these thoughts in his head, Sho was heading to the bus stop when he saw a group of five delinquents being into a fight with someone a few meters away behind some bushes. He couldn’t tell who he was but he recognized the jacket; he was a student. Without a second thought he came closer and froze. Isn’t this…? He gasped as he saw clearly the face of the one being punched repeatedly with no mercy on the stomach. Two were holding him by his arms and the other two were keep punching and kicking on his stomach while the fifth, clearly the leader, was watching with a huge satisfaction written on his face from a distance. Sho’s heart stopped when he heard a painful moan leaving Masaki’s bruised lips.
“That’s it! Moan for me, baby! I’m sure you moan even louder while fucked!” the leader said, trying to keep his laughter. “You like it rough, don’t you?” he was just about to move when Sho decided that he had seen more than enough.
“Stop it immediately!” he yelled at them and without thinking twice he ran closer to them.
The punches had stopped as they looked at him curiously. “Who do you think you are?” one of them asked him rudely, walking closer to him.
“I’m his homeroom teacher!” Sho replied, his voice loud and clear. “Now, leave at once!”
They all left Masaki lying on the ground and walked towards Sho entrapping him. “Oh… sensei… I don’t know who you imagine to be but you better stay out of this… ok?”
“If I’m not mistaken, I asked you to leave… and I mean it!” Sho insisted staring at them without showing the tiniest trace of fear.
The tallest one grabbed him by his shirt making their faces be only a few inches apart. “And you didn’t listen to us… We told you to stay out of this… It’s none of your business! It’s between us and that asshole!”
“Since it’s between you, assholes, and one of my students then damn it’s my business!”
Two of them burst into laughs. “For a teacher, you have quite an impressive vocabulary! You really want to get punched… Mr. Goggles?”
Sho said nothing. He secured his glasses on his nose and kept looking at them without uttering a single word.
“Or perhaps you are a DoM?! We really try to be polite here!”
Sho continued to stare when he smirked. With his right hand he pulled his left sleeve up to his elbow, bringing the inner side of his wrist in sight of the others. “And you understand when I’m saying you should leave immediately? I’m also trying to be polite here you know!”
The five men’s eyes bulged. “You…” their leader said in an almost panicked voice.
Sho smirked even wider. “I see you’ve paid attention to history classes…” his face darkened. “Now get the hell out of here and never come close to him ever again because if I find out that you did differently, I’ll make sure you pay the price…” he leaned closer, grabbing the leader’s collar. “And when I say ‘price’ I mean such that you wished, you were arrested by the police! Be smart for once in your life before I change my mind and believe me, it’s the last thing you want!” he yelled at them.
They didn’t need to hear anything else. They disappeared running as fast as they could. Masaki who was looking at the whole scene while being on the ground was left confused. His whole body was aching but he couldn’t understand what had just happened. Wasn’t the other supposed to hate him?
Sho made sure he was looking decent again, buttoning his sleeve, when he went back to the student who was still sitting on the ground. His lower lip was covered in blood and there were traces of small bruises running down to his neck. “Here…” he gave him a handkerchief that Masaki refused to take.
“Who were they? Why were they hitting you?” Sho asked, looking deeply into his student’s eyes.
Masaki sighed at the hearing of the questions.
“Leave me alone!” he snapped at the other now looking at him with a furious gaze.
“I-” Sho tried to speak but was cut off by his student.
Masaki stood up with difficulty and pushed Sho as he started walking slowly away, still a bit unstable due to the kicks and punches.
“Aiba-kun, I-” Sho tried to speak once again but the other cut his words immediately.
“I said leave me alone!” Masaki yelled at him and put his hands in his pockets as he tried to continue walking away but failing, his legs unable to carry him.
Sho had it enough. He grabbed Masaki’s bag and pulled his student on him, throwing his left hand around his shoulders.
“What the hell are you doing? I thought I told you to leave me alone!” Masaki insisted trying to push the other away more determined.
“You can’t walk like that…”
Masaki managed to free himself. “I can! I fucking can!” he yelled. “See?”
“But…”
“You better concentrate on yourself. It’s you the one who needs help; not me! I don’t know what happened at school after I left but I’m sure the students won’t go easy on you… you were the one telling me how harsh school can be!”
Sho tried not to approach and help him again. He just lowered his head. “So, that’s why you did it? To punish me like that?” he looked at the student with eyes glittering from the threatening tears.
Masaki had already turned his back on Sho. “That was a side bonus! The reason was to show you that I’m not the one to pity. At first, I must admit that I was confused but then… I realized you were just like everyone else but you misjudged me…”
“I misjudged you for what? I-”
“You are like all these supposed-to-be saints that have approached me pretending to want to help me when they only want to help themselves… I was surprised this morning…”
“What are you talking about? Aiba-kun-” Sho tried to speak in vain.
“…so surprised” Masaki continued as if he had heard nothing “that I wanted to surprise you as well!” he turned around to look at the confused Sho staring at him. “Have a nice afternoon, sensei!”
Sho didn’t try to say anything this time. What for?
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Masaki had just put antiseptic on his wounds when he heard his door bell ringing. “I said I’d give him the damn rent tomorrow what the hell does he want now? This landlord is unbearable!” he muttered under his breath angrily as he walked to the door to open it. He was left shocked when he felt a harsh slap landing on his right cheek.
“That was for you being a total asshole!”
“Nino! What the hell?!”
Nino looked at him with narrowed eyes. “I have to talk with you mister but firstly…” he checked Masaki’s cuts and wounds closer “…you want to tell me that you have disinfected these wounds, now?” Without waiting for an answer, he closed the door behind him and grabbed the other’s arm pulling him to the bathroom. He was working on the biggest cut on Masaki’s lower lip when the latter spoke for the first time.
“I think I’ve told you to not come here! And if I remember correctly, I also asked you to stop searching for me!”
“And if I remember correctly, I think I’ve told you to stop being a jerk but you also don’t listen!” Nino replied irritated, as he moved to the bruise lower on his neck.
“So, now what?! You just show up and-”
“What the hell were you thinking, Masaki? Do you know what you’ve done?”
Masaki smirked. “I just put an asshole in his place… and you… I had you for a smarter one! You thought that revealing my past to him would actually help me?! Poor you… for your information he’s just attracted to me! He likes me, Nino, and because he feels guilty, he decided to make me feel indebted to him so that I can approach him on my own!”
“No, Masaki… Poor you!” Nino sighed heavily as he turned his gaze to Masaki. “Why do you always have to be suspicious over people… over everyone? Why do you see enemies everywhere?”
Masaki frowned. He wasn’t used to be attacked by the other. All these years that he knew him, he was always in a rather defensive position towards him; never like that. “Perhaps because there always were?! I was just blind… smiles and happiness… bullshit! There’s only pain and hypocrisy… and I’ve learnt to live with that!”
“You’re blind and childish!” Nino continued to speak in the same tone.
“What do you want to say by that?” he muttered as he saw the high school nurse coming closer to him. “I’m the blind one?! Really?! Perhaps what?! You want to tell me that he didn’t have a picture that looked terribly similar to the ones I used to draw before my hell began on his fridge?! I was there Nino… I was at his apartment and I saw it with my own eyes! I must admit that for a moment… only a mere moment, I was actually thinking of having found someone that could understand me… but no… it was proved that it wasn’t because of me but because of my damn past… he was just feeling sorry… he was just seeing me as an abused child and tried to play that card…”
“No matter what you say, Masaki does not justify your choice to expose him at school like that! I never expected something like that from you…” Nino walked towards the door not wanting to start saying things he was sure he’d regret later “I’m disappointed!”
Masaki felt tears building up in his eyes. “And you think you haven’t disappointed me?”
Nino stopped. “Perhaps it wasn’t me the one who gave this picture of yours as you said but someone else… perhaps this little kid that you so desperately try to vanish from you became his inspiration for life… perhaps he doesn’t know or can’t imagine who you were in the past and how much you’ve changed… because he likes you as you said… I won’t judge him… and you know why?”
Masaki frowned.
Nino sighed. “Because after all I’ve heard, I’m sure that you like him, too! Perhaps more than you want to admit yourself!”
Masaki saw the door closing and he was left alone standing in the middle of his small living room alone; his eyes wide open and his mouth dry. What… what the hell…?
***
“Nii-chan!”
The dyed-haired teenager turned around and rolled his eyes when he saw who the one calling him was. “You again? I have to see you every single day I spend in this hospital?”
“I just wanted to give you this before I leave!” the boy said as he pushed on his lap a picture of two people, clearly himself and the boy, holding hands with a big rainbow on top of their heads.
“Why?”
The young boy smiled. “Because you are my friend! Do your best! I know you can because I saw you smile! Bye-bye!” and with that he smiled and ran away.
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Masaki woke up with sweat running down his temple and his throat completely dry. He had fallen asleep on the small sofa not for more than thirty minutes; the clock indicating that it was only ten. He had spent the hours after Nino had left thinking about Sakurai Sho. Had he known him? It seemed yes… unless his mind was playing tricks to him and then… it was the nurse’s words. He had felt adrenaline running through his veins as the other had kissed him passionately… he had felt warm as he was pulled into his hug... he had almost kissed him in the morning… and then he was hurt… he had felt betrayed… and all he could think was how to make the other feel the same pain as well…
“Because after all I’ve heard, I’m sure that you like him, too! Perhaps more than you want to admit yourself!” Nino’s words… Could it be that the reason that I did what I…? Masaki shook his head fast trying to get rid of the thoughts. It can’t be… absolutely not…
He walked to the kitchen and filled a glass with water that drank in one go. His mind was still working crazily when he heard his phone. It was a message.
From: My little angel
I love you!
Masaki frowned. It wasn’t usual to receive messages this hour at night.
To: My little angel
I love you too, my angel.
But why are you still awake?
Aren’t you feeling well?
From: My little angel
No… please don’t worry. I just miss you…
He bit his lower lip. He could tell that something was wrong.
To: My little angel
I miss you too, my angel.
I promise I’ll come to see you tomorrow. Ok?
The reply came immediately.
From: My little angel
I’ll be waiting for you!
Good night!
Masaki typed the reply trying to ease his rating heartbeat.
To: My little angel
Have sweet dreams, my beautiful angel!
Masaki placed his phone back on the small table before standing up and going next to the window. His eyes fell on the dark sky. “No. I don’t care about Sakurai Sho… anyone… All I care is him… only him…”
TO BE CONTINUED…
A.N. Sooo minna here's chapter 4!! ^^ I am late again but I flew from Paris back to Athens two days ago and I also had some family issues that held me away from Lj... Hontou ni gomen! But I hope that this time you got a long chapter to read - again over 5.500 words ^^" - and the first few answers! It was revealed a bit of Ohmiya as well as Sho's past!
Luckily the headmaster proved to be understanding but there are always the students... I'm sure though that it will also have an effect on Masaki! Wait and see! ;)
On the other hand, Nino went to Masaki and spoke to him as I think he should have! He told him some bits of the truth and helped him realize his mistake... even if he denies to face the truth!
And we also had a new arrival; 'the little angel'. This is the clue for Masaki's life!
No cliff this time (but be prepared for the next one! xP)
I really hope you enjoyed it and as always your comments are <333!!!
See you soon,
Andy ^_^
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