Hiya, Demon Oki here! Back with the much anticipated next chapter! (Well at least everyone has been telling me to write it) this one features more character development, and a little less action! Just so no one gets confused ********* this denotes a starry eyed dream/fantasy sequence, in other words what ever happens within this symbol ******** doesn't really happen, luckily or unfortunately (depending on your opinion of Kazuo) But anyhoo! Enjoy!

Tears of Blood

Insecurities

The rain fell in large drops like water balloons, crashing down on the students. Soaking their clothes in the cold wetness. Kazuo sat impatiently under the large overhang above the main entrance of Kageori. He watched the main gate as the last few stragglers ran in before they came to a close. He nervously looked at his watch… 7:01am and school has officially begun for the day.

Dammit, dammit, dammit, where is he? Kazuo thought frantically. Searching the in coming crowd for that familiar face, that nice looking face, that sexy face… Kazuo's cheeks began to glow; he shifted slightly, not wanting his growing arousal to become obvious, all of these people were friendly acquaintances. They had all voted him into office at the end of the previous year. The last thing he needed was this kind of a scandal to end up in the school paper! They would so kick him off the student council…

Noooo! That can't happen! Not when I'm so close! If I can just convince… Kazuo's thoughts trailed off as his Nos fantasy became even more intense. He was suddenly snapped back to reality by the sound of giggling. Quickly Kazuo checked to make sure nothing was peeking out of his pants, making sure his coat covered the needed places. Kazuo looked at his watch again… 7:03. Twelve more minutes until classes begin!

Where is he? … I did say we would talk about the student council this morning didn't I? Yeah last night…! Oh my god… last night! I … oh my god! Last night I was soooooooo turned on I could have lit up the city! He must have seen it… how could he not have…dammit, dammit, dammit! Oh god, please say I'm over re-acting! If he found out about me…I … I think I might die right here on this alter of a stair well! Kazuo's panicked mind raced at the thought. He could feel his cold sweat building, releasing the gel's grip on his hair. Several pieces began falling into his face. Suddenly he felt a chill run up and down his spine! Slowly he turned, and there standing in the doorway with a wide stance blocking the way for the other students… stood Kyoko! Her cold eyes seemed to burn into him. He regarded her for a moment but she didn't say anything. She just stared! Finally he turned his torso slightly and tilted his head down to meet her gaze.

"Is something wrong Kyoko-Chan!" he asked finally. Kyoko seemed to snap out of a trance. With a slightly angry look on her face she took a deep breath and stormed out to him.

"K-Kakumei-sempai…." Kyoko stuttered. He looked at her, with those captivating pale eyes, innocently. Her cheeks flushed slightly, she went to say something but she couldn't find her voice. He cocked his head at her.

"What is it?" Kazuo said flatly. Kyoko stiffened closing her mouth, and anger in her eyes. Toshi was standing just outside the doorway, looking at Kyoko with concern. Kyoko whirled around and stormed towards the door. Quietly Toshi spoke up.

"Kyoko-san you should tell Kakumei-sempai…" Kyoko stopped in her tracks. Everything went in slow motion, as the air grew silent. Kazuo's eyes widened, as the only sound was the crack of flesh on flesh, as Kyoko left a burning reminder, on Toshi's face, that she wasn't to be questioned. Kyoko continued into the building, stomping the rest of her frustration out on the floor! Toshi stood there for a moment tears welling up in her eyes. Kazuo went to stand to comfort her but she ran after Kyoko crying.

"I'm sorry Kyoko-san, please forgive me! It will never happen again," she said still quite soft. Kazuo stood there shaking his head.

Oh Toshi that's so sad that you endure such torture just for acceptance, Kazuo lowered his head. Out of the corner of his eye he caught the time. He jutted straight up!

"OH Shi…. Hehehe" he said as the hall monitor came out to lock up the front door. Kazuo drug his feet in disappointment,

Where could he be? He thought his head hanging low. Walking slowly past the office he heard something the perked up his ears!

"So Mrs. Ketsueki called in for her son this morning?!" a man said.

"Yes sir, she reported that her son would be unable to make it to school for a few days due to a family emergency!" a woman answered back. Suddenly Kazuo came bursting into the office.

"W-WHAAAAAT!!!!" he yelled " is that true?! Nos isn't going to be in school for the next couple of days?" how am I going to survive he thought grabbing onto his hair causing it to fall further from its slicked back style.

"Oh, Mr. Kakumei? Do you know Mr. Ketsueki?" the man asked.

"Uh, hehehe, yeah we're…uh, friends…I guess," he said blushing something fierce. The woman raised an eyebrow at him she seemed to understand.

"Mr. Yamadare, why don't you have Mr. Kakumei run Mr. Ketsueki's homework out to him?" the woman said.

"That's a good idea Ms. Komoriuta," Mr. Yamadare said, going back to his office, his round body waddling away.

"Here's his address," Ms. Komoriuta said, handing a slip of paper to Kazuo with a wink! Kazuo could feel his face turn even redder!

"Uh … um… thanks," he finally managed to get out. His face still shone like a harvest moon.

"Just take that other piece of paper around to all of his classes to get his homework… Kakumei-kaicho!" she said, stifling a few giggles, Kazuo was starting to get angry. He sort of stomped out of there.

Please say she doesn't know what I think she knows, and if she does hopefully she doesn't say anything, Kazuo thought sighing loudly to himself.

All of Kazuo's classes seemed to take an eternity to get over, somewhere in the back of his mind Kazuo couldn't wait to stop by unannounced at Nos apartment. He started tapping his pencil impatiently the professor called on him but he was completely not paying attention. His mind was transfixed on what would happen when he got to Nos's apartment.

*********Kazuo walked off the elevator into the red velvet hall. There was only one door on this floor and it belong to … him. He nervously approached the door his hands shaking, more like trembling with each step closer. Finally he stood in front of the beautiful cherry wood door. Kazuo made a special mental note that it was 'cherry' wood. He just stood there for a moment, not sure what to do his mind had drawn a blank. Suddenly the door opened and there was Nos, wearing all black with tear tracks running down his cheeks. Nos was surprised to see Kazuo, and his cheeks flushed as he began frantically whipping away the tears.

"oh ahh .. hello K-Ka-Kazuo,…" Nos choked out. Tears were obviously constricting his throat. Nos motioned for Kazuo to enter. The interior of Nos's apartment was at best minimalist. Upon seeing the boxes it became clear he hadn't finished moving in yet. Kazuo turned toward Nos who had begun crying again.

"What's the matter Nos? what ever it is don't hesitate to tell me, I'll understand," he said with great concern. Nos's eyes opened wider then his eyes welled up with more tears as he ran full tilt into Kazuo's warm, waiting, and wanting arms.

"oh Kazuo," Nos said slightly breathy, turning Kazuo on fiercely. Nos pressed himself even closer to Kazuo until finally he felt it. The one thing Kazuo had been trying so hard to hide. Nos looked up at him in surprise, but then the expression changed to a loving one. Nos understood and didn't shy away. Instead he leaned in closer to Kazuo. With his lips slightly parted, Nos inched his sensual mouth closer, and closer to Kazuo's. Just as their lips began to touch there came a loud CRACK sound. They both looked around not leaving each other's arms. Then the sound came again followed by a faint…

"Mr. Kakumei!" spoken by a slightly familiar voice.************

"MR. KAKUMEI!!" the professor yelled directly in his ear. Kazuo was suddenly snapped back to reality much to his disappointment. The classroom roared with laughter. Kazuo looked around sheepishly, thankful that his desk was right there. The professor left a 'see me' note on Kazuo's desk. When class was over, everyone but Kazuo left. For him it wasn't so much the 'see me' note that kept him in his seat, more a fear of being exposed. Kazuo sheepishly looked over to the professor's desk. The young man, fresh out of college, was fairly attractive. To Kazuo, he couldn't hold a candle to Nos (well to him no one on earth could hold a candle to Nos), but his aqua eyes did display a certain warmth that was rather nice in this day and age. Professor Fetishizumu, was one of Kazuo's least favorite teacher's. Kazuo hates history and Fetishizumu-sensei was a history fanatic.

"Mr. Kakumei,…" Fetishizumu-sensei said with a certain amount of cockiness. Kazuo shivered slightly,

something about Fetishizumu-sensei, just now, gave me the creeps… oh my god! Is this the feeling Nos had last night?… hmm, I think I will have to look into this whole "occult" thing…Kazuo thought. Strangely, Fetishizumu-sensei's eyes, had grown extremely cold. He walked over to Kazuo's desk, leaning on it slightly. Kazuo felt violated, even though Fetishizumu-sensei hadn't touched him. Slowly Kazuo looked up to meet his sensei's gaze. Fetishizumu-sensei leaned down inches away from Kazuo's face. Sensei opened his mouth slowly as he began to say something.

To Be Continued…

Notes: Bwuahahahaahah sorry guys. Upon the advice of my evil beta reader I'm going to stop my story right there! Bwuahahahaah… anyhoo, the next chapter should be out soon (if things go well within days) so hang in there! (I still have to get back to Nos and Chibi!) Anyhoo, some of the names in this chapter were fun too… Komoriuta is Lullaby and Fetishizumu is fetish! Heh heh heh! Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter the next one should be out soon…. Please, please, please…. Read and review!