Original Stories Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction ❯ Love School ❯ Fear of Change ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: This is an original story. The characters, storyline, ect. belong to me.

Warnings: Language, implying of indecent sex-acts

Love School
Chapter Two: Fear of Change

Shouta's P.O.V.
I walked down the steps that morning with a bundle of sheets, right past the kitchen table. I guess my brother was about to fall asleep as he was eating breakfast but my footsteps woke him up.

“Hey bro… what’re you washing today for?” he asked, rubbing his eyes.

“Just because…I don’t feel like doing it tomorrow so I’ll do this morning,” I responded.

“Uh-huh,” he yawned, taking a huge swallow of coffee out of his blue mug.

“You think maybe you should take off today?” I asked as I loaded the washing machine.

“I can’t afford to do that right now, Shouta-kun. But I’ll be okay,”

I really hope he will, I thought as I went back upstairs. I headed into the shower as I was mentally preparing myself for what I knew was going to happen at school today. More than any other regular day, I was going to be yearned for and fantasized over like a favorite celebrity you can’t have. Or at least that’s how they treat me, and the teachers do too. More than anyone else, however, I’m worried about Hachirou. The thing is, today we’re starting gym for the semester, and Hachirou’s in my class. I was already self conscious about changing in gym to begin with, but the extra attention from all the other guys doesn’t help. I thought I’d turn from an innocent student to some kind of cheap strip show or something. My brother assured me that wouldn’t happen, but he doesn’t even know what I go through.

And on top of all that, I think I’m starting to like Hachirou back, believe it or not.

I was heading to the gym after Mr. Sakata’s class and looked into the window that looked into the gym from the second floor and saw one lone person shooting hoops on the court. He looked older, like a junior or senior, and was good-looking too. He must’ve just moved here, I though to myself since I’d never seen him before. He stopped and walked into the locker room, and that made me realize that if I didn’t stop watching him and get down to the gym, I’d be late.

When I made it down to the locker room, everyone looked at me. I was already late, and everyone was for the most part dressed in their white shirt and blue shorts.

I walked along the row of empty gym lockers and chose one to keep my stuff in. The other guys were starting to leave when Hachirou walked in, already in his gym uniform.

“Hey, there you are Shouta-kun!” he exclaimed.

“Hey Hachirou-kun,” I greeted him, trying to avert my gaze as I put on my t-shirt.

“You’d better hurry up Shota-kun, before you get in trouble for being late on the first day of gym,” he teased, embracing me slowly from behind, resting his head right next to mine.

“Hachirou-kun!- The bell already rang, I’m going to be late if I don’t hurry up and get ready!” I complained, detaching him from me.

“Last time I checked, it’s okay to be late on the first day of class, just make up an excuse about how you couldn’t find the class or something like that,” Hachirou explained.

I pulled up my blue shorts and looked at the clock on the gray wall. Three minutes after class started. I’m beginning to question what’s up with him, he’s acting kind of funny, I thought as I caught a glimpse of his bright purple nails. It was a nice color, it probably would’ve looked better on my best friend Furiko though.

“But I’m ready now so I don’t need to-” I began but he held up his finger, motioning me to stop.

I heard the creak of the locker room door open, then the clack of it closing. It was then that I noticed we were the only ones left, and I had made a big mistake being late that day.

“Shouta-kun, you wanna know what’s up with the thumb thing now?” Hachirou asked.

I’m not sure if I even want to know. Thanks bestest friend, don’t worry I’ll make it up to you, his exact words to Kaito were a couple of days ago, while biting his thumb of course.

I looked at the clock again and slammed my locker shut, latching the lock back on. “No thanks Hachirou-kun, I-”

“What’s the matter?” he asked, with a quite honest face. He was standing in front of me, his fingers laced in the lattice of the metal locker door.

I knew what the matter was, from the moment I met him, I was worried he might convince me to do something I shouldn’t. But I never considered him trying anything like that at school… I know he might be the object of my desires, and I’m wayyy more his (not to mention almost everyone else’s), it’s just not meant to be.

“W-what is it? That thumb thing, I mean?” I finally spoke.

“It’s nothing that special,” he replied with a smile on his face, a cute smile. “But then again, it is. It’s how I repay people. I’m real big on doing favors for people and love repaying people when they do favors for me. But in your case… you’re just so cute I can’t resist. And for the readers at home it means that this boy is going to get a blow-job!”

It was after that when he inched his way closer and kissed me, me with my back to the lockers and him with his fingers still laced in between the little diamonds on them. Then, he worked his way down to my white gym t-shirt.

“Wait you’re not thinking of-?!” I tried to stop him. “You’re not thinking of trying to have sex with me in a locker room are you?”

“Well, it never really goes that far but in your case I’m willing to reconsider…” he replied, pondering it a moment.

I knew people did lots of stuff in the confines of the locker rooms and the bathrooms and things like that, but I never really considered anybody going all-the-way in there… especially with a virgin like me.

“Oh, Shouta-kun, I understand,” he explained after looking at me again. “Any other time it’d probably be okay but… I’m sure you don’t want your first time to be in a locker room do you?”

“Why would you assume that I’m a virgin?” I argued defensively.

“I can just tell,” he answered, laughing slightly. “But I’d rather wait anyways, it’d be better that way.”

Kaito's P.O.V.
Mr. Fugiwara, the gym teacher, had just finished taking attendance when Hachirou and Nanami walked in like ten minutes late.

“Nice of you to join us,” he mumbled while he wrote something on his clipboard, grimacing. “I’m going to make an example of students like these two from now on. Anyone who walks in late, does laps around the gym, got that?”

“Yes sir,” everybody replied monotonously.

Hachirou sat next to me and gave one of his million-dollar smiles. “Hey Kaito-kun.”

“What’s going on Hachirou? Need I ask why you walked in ten-minutes late?” I questioned.

“Well actually, nothing really happened with me and Shouta-kun. I started to but, I thought it’d probably be better to wait you know? Since he’s like, a virgin and all,” Hachirou explained.

“What do you see in someone like him? You usually don’t even go for people who haven’t even did it before,”

“Yeah, but it’s just something about him, maybe it’s just the fact that he’s untouched, and I could have him all to myself,”

“You think he’d even trust you just like that?” I reminded him.

“Well you did didn’t you?”

“That was totally different though!” I exclaimed, a little bit louder than I had meant to. I lowered my voice and added, “You know we both hadn’t done it before and you were my best friend so…”

“Don’t worry about it, I know what I’m doing,” Hachirou assured me, even though I really didn’t need reassuring about that fact.

“…Can I come over to your house after school? You still owe me you know,” I reminded him.

“If I can’t convince Shouta-kun to come over, yeah you can,”

It’s seriously pissing me off now how I’m constantly playing second to this stupid little virgin Nanami. That’s practically all I here all day, “Shouta-kun, Shouta-kun, Shouta-kun!”

Hachirou's P.O.V.
“Apparently you couldn’t convince your little goody-goody Shouta Nanami to come over, could you?” Kaito said that afternoon when he arrived at my door.

“Well it’s not like I’m desperate or anything, it can wait,” I explained with mock confidence. I was really upset over the fact that it was so hard to get him to come over to my house. If I could just succeed in doing that, using my charms, the rest would be easy. Not to mention the fact that my mom was almost never home in the evening.

As we walked up the stairs and into my room, I looked on my top shelf and asked Kaito, “What do you think I should polish my nails this time? I’m not sure if Shouta-kun liked the purple.”

“…Electric blue?” he answered, sitting on the edge of my bed.

“Yeah, I like electric blue,” I agreed as I got the polish off the shelf.

“But why are you polishing them so soon? You just did it a couple of days ago and they aren’t even chipped yet,” Kaito asked as he grabbed the remote and started flipping through the channels.

“I just told you, I don’t think Ta-kun liked it,”

“Yeah, I get that. But, you’re acting kind of unlike yourself, going through all this trouble just to get Nanami for one night. I know you like him and all but… you’ve liked a lot of people, and never this much,” Kaito said. “In fact, I think there might be more to it than that, you don’t love him do you?”

“Nah,” I replied as I streaked my nails with polish. “I’d love to fuck him, that’s what I’d love.”

I put my chin in my palm, not thinking about it until I had already gotten the blue polish on my cheek. I took my hand away and noticed that Kaito was laughing slightly.

“Now I guess I have to start again, huh?” I sighed as I wiped the blue from my face.

“I think you did that on purpose to hide the fact that you were blushing,”

“I wear blue nail polish Kaito, nothing embarrasses me,” I countered. “And if I did love Ta-kun, I’d tell you of course, as long as you promise not to get mad about it since you don’t like him. But so there’s no confusion on the matter, I think I might keep him around longer than a night or two, you know, to break him in.”

“I hate it when you say that!” he groaned.

“What, break him in?”

“Yes! It sounds weird to say that about somebody. You break in a house, you break in a new pair of shoes, but only absolute sex addicts break in people,”

“You know you just proved your own point?” I laughed as I blew on my nails.

“And I also hate when you invite me over and polish your nails before we even mess around,” Kaito added.

“You must not be in a very good mood today, huh Kai?” I questioned. “Oh, I got it! I’ve been so busy talking about Ta-kun, that I haven’t had any time to listen to you! There someone at school you like?”

“Nope,” he answered bluntly.

To Be Continued...