Original Stories Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction ❯ Love School ❯ Fire of Rejection ( Chapter 5 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: PrettyKitty93 
Thanks to his meddling sister, Kaito is now unfortunately out of the closet. Also, with his best friend practically leaving him high and dry in his time of need, he turns to another person you wouldn't expect.
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 05.30.2009 | Pages: 4 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 295 | Status: Completed
Thanks to his meddling sister, Kaito is now unfortunately out of the closet. Also, with his best friend practically leaving him high and dry in his time of need, he turns to another person you wouldn't expect.
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 05.30.2009 | Pages: 4 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 295 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: This is an original story. The characters, storyline, ect. belong to me.
Warnings: Language, implying of indecent sex-acts
I'm not sure what it was I had been feeling so much lately, but it was such an awful feeling it just made my cry and cry and cry until I felt like I was going to throw up, like the wuss I was.
As soon as I had got home, without speaking to anyone, I just ran into my room and locked the door. And ever since then, about two hours ago, I had been hiding away in my room laying on my bed drowning in a pool of my own tears. I've heard it's a sin to be jealous, but people are jealous all the time...even though I think it's what I am right now. I want Shouta out of the picture, and I want it just to be me and Hachirou again. I thought Shouta was going to be one of those people who Hachirou's just suddenly obsessed with, sleeps with them once, and then loses interest and turns all his attention back on me. But for some reason, he never did lose interest and it just keeps me up at night wondering why keep him and reject me?
Rejection, I think that's what it might be. I was jealous at first, but now it's boiled down to rejection, just like how my mom said I was when Kanon was born. I wanted all the attention but they were always paying attention to her, but the only difference with that was that she got older and I eventually liked her...at least a little bit. But I couldn't ever see that happening in this case, because they're always going to be together and I'm never going to grow to like Shouta, ever.
I don't think he even cares that we're not best friends anymore, I thought as I got up and grabbed the picture of Hachirou tacked on the corkboard. "I don't understand why we're not friends anymore. I don't even understand why you don't love me anymore," I sobbed as I tore the picture up into little squares of confetti, falling on to the floor.
That was supposed to make me feel better, but instead, now my stomach feels in knots. I buried my head underneath my pillow but shortly after heard some knocks at my bedroom door.
"Kai-chan, it's time for dinner!" Kanon shouted.
"I'm not hungry," I replied, pulling my head from underneath the pillow.
I heard her footsteps fade away and I thought I was rid of her, but shortly after I heard more knocks.
"Kai-chan, Mariko-chan says you have to eat so you don't get sick," Kanon said.
I'm already sick as it is, what does it even matter? "I don't care, I'm not coming out," I groaned, thinking that Mariko-chan herself (my step-mother) might chop my door down and scream her ass off if I don't come like she says.
Then, surprisingly, my door opened.
"You picked my lock... you little bitch," I sighed heavily.
"I knew I'd have to learn how to do that one day," she giggled. "Now, what's the matter?" She asked, walking into my room and stepping on the picture confetti. She kneeled down and looked at the remnants of Hachirou's picture. "Would it have something to do with Hachirou?"
"God, you're so fucking nosy you little busy body," I muttered, picking up the pieces and throwing them in my garbage can.
"Kai-chan, why don't you ever talk to any of us anymore?"
"Because you guys always try to pry information out of people like you're interrogating someone, like you are right now!" I yelled, a little bit louder than I meant to.
"Kai, I was just trying to help. I'm not going to ask anything about your personal life anymore," she countered. Then she pointed to the night stand by my bed and asked, "hey what are those?"
"Oh, just tickets to that Camp Death movie, you can have them if you want," I responded, handing them to her.
"Really? Thank you bro! Now I can go with my friends tonight," she cheered. Well I guess it wasn't a total waste, at least someone would be watching a movie with their friends tonight. Even though I wish it was me.
“But there is one thing… you must’ve had your heart set on going tonight if you pre-ordered tickets on opening night,” she added, after her little cheering.
“Look, they’re yours if you just don’t ask any questions about me,” I warned her. “I’ll come to dinner now if everyone will just leave me alone.”
I rolled off the bed and stood up, walking sluggishly to the doorway. I caught a glimpse of my face in the mirror and noticed my eyes were all red and puffy and my hair was messy, not surprisingly of course.
Kanon was just standing there by my bed, looking at the tickets then back at me. “What?” she asked.
“C’mon, I don’t trust people in my room when I’m not in it. Out,” I explained, waving out the door.
In a split second, she dived on to the bed and reached underneath, me right behind her trying to catch her but let’s face it: my little sister is stronger than me.
See, the reason I don’t trust people in my room (especially her) is the fact that my younger siblings get in trouble so much. And since they’re always in trouble, they like to get dirt on me to take the focus off of them.
“Ah-ha! Girly mags!” she declared, as she had dug up the exact thing I was hoping she would not find: those Star Studs magazines. “Every dude has to have them, you know.”
“I know Kanon but please-“
“Sorry but this is my ticket to getting to go to the movies tonight,” she squealed, holding up the magazine. Then, I think she had realized they weren’t exactly what she thought they were. “Bro… these aren’t girls, their… dudes. Aw bro, aw bro- I am so telling! This is not cool!”
She darted up from the bed and I tried to shoot up and grab her but ended up falling and only getting her ankles, making her fall. Unfortunately she got up quicker than I did and ran into the living room which left me only one option: to put off the inevitable and barricade myself in my room.
I pushed the chair from my desk up to the doorknob and locked the door just in case. Then, with nothing else to do, I laid on my bed counting the minutes that it would take for Mariko to get in here.
Rapid knocks came soon after.
“Kai! I want to talk to you about something right now! And I mean right now!” Mariko yelled in her obnoxious voice.
“I have the right not to talk to you about anything,” I shot back.
“Do you want me to have a talk with your father and see what he thinks about this magazine Kanon found? He’ll be home soon and I’m sure this is the last thing he wants to hear when he gets home from work,"
"The things I keep aren't either of you guys' business. They were my magazines in my room so it's my business!"
"Homosexuality is a sin, Kaito, and I don't want you to be a part of it! Do you want to go to hell when you die?"
"I hardly think I'm going to go to a hell I don't believe in if I don't believe what you believe. I'm done arguing with you Mariko-chan!"
I expected her to be absolutely livid, but instead I heard calm footsteps walk away from my door. Had she really given up that easily? Once I was starting to think she wouldn't come back, I heard my door unlock and my dad pushed the door open, knocking over the chair.
"What's with all this trouble, Kaito? I usually don't get anything from you, but now Mariko is telling me that you've locked and barricaded your door, yelled at her, and on top of that had... inappropriate magazines. Is all this true?" he asked calmly.
I was sure he knew full well all of it was true but I had to respond to his calm way of asking. "Yes, it's true. But answer me this: before Mariko had turned you to all this Christianity and stuff, you wouldn't have had any problem with me being gay would you?"
"Well, I'm not really the one who has a problem with it in the first place. But you see Kai, she does care about you too, whether you think so or not. She was probably shocked, and simply overreacted. And lately Kaito, you've been very hostile towards everyone. Hiding away in your room, not eating dinner, and hardly talking to anyone and cursing at them when you do. Is there something else you want to talk about?"
"No, not really," I groaned, looking at the ceiling. "Can we just get this over with? I know you're probably upset with me but I like who I like, and I can't change that. So until the rest of the family, especially Mariko-chan, realizes that I'm staying in my room, dinner or no dinner."
"I see. Well that's just fine with me, you can come out and talk to us whenever you're ready, no matter how many days it takes. In the meantime, I'll bring you your dinner to eat in here, how's that sound?" my dad suggested.
"That's good," I agreed, thinking how I loved how easygoing and agreeable he was.
Hachirou's P.O.V.
Just the mere echoes of his voice in my head made me want him more.
I lay in my bed, staring at my cell phone sitting beside me, thinking of how I wanted to call Shouta so bad but I knew he needed his rest. I didn't even leave him earlier until his brother came home and said he would take it over from there and that I should go home and rest. It was a shame though, he was acting so cute earlier, and his very voice sounded cute (I just didn't like the way he was talking earlier). As weird as it sounds, I think I might have a cute fetish or something. I just wanted to take him right there, but he had a cold!
There was a knock on my bedroom door before Kaito walked in, surprisingly. "What are you doing here so late?"
"It's not that late, I used to hang around at your house loads of times late at night. I was stressed out at home, too much shit was going on. Kanon found the magazines under my bed, tattled to Mariko who told my dad... it's a mess," he responded going into a whole explanation.
"Sounds bad, I hope my brothers never try to go through my stuff like that," I replied.
"Probably not, Kanon's just a busy body you know," Kaito said as he lounged on the other side of my bed, making himself comfortable.
"So now your family knows...you're out the closet,"
"...Yeah, I'm out. And as if Mariko didn't have reason enough to be mean before, she thinks homosexuality is a sin and I'm going to hell,"
"And I'd say 'I'll see you there, Mariko-chan'," I laughed. But I looked at Kaito and he wasn't laughing with me. "Kai, what's the matter?"
"...I don't have a boyfriend like you do,"
"What does that have to do with anything? You've still got me, your best friend," I explained.
"Not the same way I used to," he whined. "I mean think about it, whenever I was stressed out, you'd just say, 'don't worry, I'll give you something to relax you.' Only thing is, now you're committed so you can't do that stuff anymore and I'm just left to fend for myself. Don't get me wrong, I understand, it's just that you just suddenly... drop me while you and Shouta frolic around having those make-out sessions and doing who knows what who knows where when no one's looking. And meanwhile, I have no one else to hang out with and no one to mess around with."
"So what are you suggesting I...?" I questioned.
"Just give me one more night, please? Hachirou...do you know how hard it is to keep my hands off you? I've been so fucking horny like you wouldn't believe and I need some bad..."
I've never had such a difficult moment of indecision before. It should've been so easy, stick to what I promised my boyfriend I'd do. But the only problem with that was, I did feel bad for Kaito. He was right that I dropped him, and I thought of me being in his shoes. And those shoes would probably feel pretty crappy.
“Well…” I began, looking at my phone. “It would just be… different.”
“Hachirou it’s been two fucking weeks, you’re not some completely changed person!” He yelled.
“No but you are!” I shouted. “I don’t know what’s the matter with you, but you’ve changed! For the worst, I might add. You like too much attention, and I can’t give you attention all the time anymore. You need to go get some kind of life because I’m not going to focus all of mine on you!”
“But you always have!”
“Exactly! But we’re growing up now, and I can’t be your only friend in the world. It's difficult to split time up evenly between you and Shouta-kun too!”
“None of this would’ve ever been an issue if Shouta hadn’t showed up! You would’ve kept spending time with me like we always had and we’d be happy like we used to be. It’s not fair that you left me all alone like this,” Kaito sobbed, turning around and heading for the door.
“But Kaito!...,” I called after him, but then I decided maybe I’d be better off letting him go.
Kaito's P.O.V.
Maybe I might need more friends. Okay, it was kind of weird for me to only have one friend in my whole life but I’m terribly anti-social. Whenever it comes to talking to strangers, I just get so frozen and I can’t talk. I honestly don’t even remember how I got so comfortable around Hachirou…
…Oh yeah, I thought. Because my mom used to be friends with his mom.
Well either way, I logged on to an online chat room that I usually get on. For some reason, I can be so different online than when it comes to being in person. I have more confidence, and I can be calm and cool. In fact, I spent a lot of time making my avatar really cool too and I have loads of friends, although no one was hardly on this late. Or at least there wasn’t until I saw my friend Seis_Child06 was on.
Seis_Child06 is logged on.
Seis_Child06: Great Kai, I was counting on you to be on.
Fire_Deviant: Why, is something up?
Seis_Child06: I’m going insane, that’s what’s up. Collage life is hard, as usual.
Fire_Deviant: Work overload?
Seis_Child06: Definitely. I know I shouldn’t be slacking off now but I’m stressed. I need just one moment of peace.
Fire_Deviant: I’m not in the best of moods either.
Seis_Child06: Why, what’s up? Your step mom again?
Fire_Deviant: No, it’s only partially her fault this time. My best friend just rejected hanging out with me for his new boyfriend. He’s been ignoring me a lot lately.
Seis_Child06: Sounds like my big brother lately. We used to go partying together but now he’d rather go with his new boyfriend instead. He’s ashamed to be seen with me.
Fire_Deviant: This is turning out to be a sucky Friday night…
Seis_Child06: I just had a good idea though. We could spend our sucky Friday night together.
Fire_Deviant: That sounds like a winner but don’t you have to work on your term paper?
Seis_Child06: I could take a break from that just once….
Fire_Deviant: I know where the campus apartments are near here. I could be there in 20 min. tops.
Seis_Child06: Sounds like a plan.
Fire_Deviant is logged out.
Seis_Child06 is logged out.
I couldn’t wait to see Rokurou in person either, I thought as I got off the bus and walked over to the apartments. I’ve seen pictures of him on his profile page, he’s a really sexy 19 year-old and has this long blonde hair with a tinge of orange and these irresistible blue eyes. And in most of the pictures he has this cute crooked smile of his. I don’t know how I could be so in love with someone I’ve never met in person before but I’m smitten. Only thing is, since I lied about my age I never had any pictures of me on my profile…
I stopped in front of this bluish-grey townhouse and looked at the address. Yep, this is the place! I knocked on the door and hoped that he’d answer. I know someone’s in there, since the lights are on.
There was the click of the lock, and then I saw his face: he WAS cuter in person!
“Kaito?” he questioned, looking me up and down.
“Yep, Kaito Chiase,” I replied as he let me in.
“Wow Kai, I didn’t imagine you being so… so babyfaced. Not that it’s a bad thing but you just don’t look very eighteen-ish,” he remarked as he shut the front door. Then me and him sat on the couch in the living room. By looking at the size and the furnishings of him and his brothers’ apartment, I could tell they must come from a rich family because the place certainly didn’t look struggling college student like. I mean they had a two bedroom townhouse and a flat-screen in the living room.
“Well I’ve been said to have a baby face before…,” I responded.
“I don’t know Kai…you can’t possibly be eighteen,” he sighed.
Curse my young looks. “Okay… I’m a teensy bit younger than that.”
“How much teensy?”
“Try sixteen,” I admitted (although I was still lying! I don’t turn 16 for two months…) “But why does it matter Rokurou?”
“You know I’d get in trouble if anyone found out I had a sixteen year old in my apartment,”
“But you can trust me, I won’t tell,” I promised.
“Well… alright, you can stay the night,” he said.
By the end of the night, I’m going to have slept with a 19 year-old. Watch out Hachirou, I’m moving up in the world.
“Kai, you are really cute though. Why wouldn’t you ever put any pictures of yourself on your page?” Rokurou asked.
“Because, I didn’t think anyone’d believe I was eighteen and then no one would chat with me,”
“Well honestly, I would’ve still chatted with you but I wouldn’t have let you come over to my house,” he confessed. “So, I guess you played your cards right after all. I mean, I don’t even know if you ever have messed around before…”
“Of course I’ve done it before,”
“You wouldn’t strike me as the type at first glance,”
“How about at first kiss?”
Before he even realized it, I kissed him, and then we were making out on the couch in a matter of minutes that felt like an hour.
“Wow Kai, you are a pretty good kisser. But I was talking more in-depth than that too you know,” he said, standing up from the couch.
“Yeah, I know,” I smiled, following him to his room, right across the hall from his brother’s.
“I was starting to think I might come to regret this,” he said as I sat on the edge of his bed. “But I trust you not to get me in trouble or anything.”
“Oh I won’t, I’ve been very lonely lately and…” I paused, laying on the bed on my back in a “take me” kind of way. “…And well my former friend got sucked into all that commitment shit and left me all by myself.”
“So it was that kind of friendship was it?” he mused, unzipping my pants. “Well if you and I were like that, I’d never leave you alone.” And then he smiled that real cute trademark smile and just looking at him made me blush.
The only thing was, it had suddenly occurred to me exactly what he was going to do. Well I mean I already knew he was going to give me head then strip me and mount me and do this-and-that and x, y, and z, to me but….. I mean something else just kind of got to me. I remembered that the first and only person to do this-and-that and x, y, and z to me was Hachirou, and it started to make me regret what I had gotten myself into.
But I had to shake it off anyways. Hachirou had no problem giving me up so it shouldn’t bother me to do the same… Right?
At that point I was starting to silently freak out and I wasn’t quite as cocky as I was earlier. I wasn’t quite sure if I could stand him touching me at all anymore. But lucky for me, the doorbell rang before Rokurou had the chance to do anything further.
“Hold on a sec okay Kai?” he said before walking out the room.
I let out a sigh of relief as I thought of how I was going to take the coward’s way out of this. I sat up and zipped my pants, looking at the end of the bed and noticing something I didn’t notice hanging on the bed post before: handcuffs?? Man, he really is a nympho.
I decided to be nosy and see who that was at the door, so I peeked out into the hallway to see the last person I ever expected to see here. Hachirou!?
“Where’s Gorou? I wanted to come visit him,” I heard Hachirou ask.
“He’s out at a club, with his boyfriend,” Rokurou snapped. “Really, why won’t you give it up already?”
“Why is it that every time I come here he’s always conveniently gone somewhere?” Hachirou argued.
“Because he has a life. And as a matter of fact so do I, so I would appreciate it if you’d leave. I have someone over right now.”
“Yeah right, of course you do. I bet Gorou is here and you’re just hiding him from me,” Hachirou said. Then he pushed past Rokurou and headed towards Gorou’s bedroom door but I grabbed him quickly and pulled him right next to me.
“K-kaito?? What are you doing at my brothers’ place?” Hachirou exclaimed.
“Look, it’s a real long story but I need you to-“ I began before Rokurou cut me off.
“You two know each other? Rokurou inquired.
“Kaito, why are you over here?” Hachirou demanded to know.
“It’s a long story I’ll explain later,” I whispered.
“Rokurou, this is my friend Kai who I didn’t expect to see over here at all. We’ve known each other since we were in diapers,” Hachirou explained to him.
“Well I know Kai too, we are IMing buddies. And from what he told me, you weren’t treating him right at all so I invited him to stay over for awhile,” Rokurou said matter-of-factly.
“So he said all that…” Hachirou replied, giving me a not-so-good look. I was kind of worried he might not help me out now, thanks to that.
“Sounds like you’ve got a lot of your own problems to fix, don’t you?” Rokurou said.
“Kaito can do whatever he wants, it’s his life,” Hachirou muttered. He left out the room and walked down the hall. He was about to leave out the door when a tall guy with long jet black hair and eyes like Rokurou’s walked in at the exact moment, with some guy behind him.
“Hachirou,” he said, with a slightly more mature and manly voice than Rokurou.
“Great,” I heard Rokurou groan. “Now Gorou’s back. My brothers completely ruined my evening.”
It was all starting to click now. I knew that Hachirou had lots of half brothers, but at first I thought maybe the names were just a coincidence. Gorou, the fifth son, Rokurou, the sixth son, and Hachirou, the eighth son. Oh man, I was starting to feel like I was an intruder in some kind of family problem.
“Um, Rokurou, should I… leave or something?”
“I don’t know…,” he sighed. “Sorry Kai but I think I’m going to have to make sure they don’t fight again. You stay in here alright?”
“Alright…”
To Be Continued...
Warnings: Language, implying of indecent sex-acts
Love School
Chapter Five: Fire of Rejection
Kaito's P.O.V.Chapter Five: Fire of Rejection
I'm not sure what it was I had been feeling so much lately, but it was such an awful feeling it just made my cry and cry and cry until I felt like I was going to throw up, like the wuss I was.
As soon as I had got home, without speaking to anyone, I just ran into my room and locked the door. And ever since then, about two hours ago, I had been hiding away in my room laying on my bed drowning in a pool of my own tears. I've heard it's a sin to be jealous, but people are jealous all the time...even though I think it's what I am right now. I want Shouta out of the picture, and I want it just to be me and Hachirou again. I thought Shouta was going to be one of those people who Hachirou's just suddenly obsessed with, sleeps with them once, and then loses interest and turns all his attention back on me. But for some reason, he never did lose interest and it just keeps me up at night wondering why keep him and reject me?
Rejection, I think that's what it might be. I was jealous at first, but now it's boiled down to rejection, just like how my mom said I was when Kanon was born. I wanted all the attention but they were always paying attention to her, but the only difference with that was that she got older and I eventually liked her...at least a little bit. But I couldn't ever see that happening in this case, because they're always going to be together and I'm never going to grow to like Shouta, ever.
I don't think he even cares that we're not best friends anymore, I thought as I got up and grabbed the picture of Hachirou tacked on the corkboard. "I don't understand why we're not friends anymore. I don't even understand why you don't love me anymore," I sobbed as I tore the picture up into little squares of confetti, falling on to the floor.
That was supposed to make me feel better, but instead, now my stomach feels in knots. I buried my head underneath my pillow but shortly after heard some knocks at my bedroom door.
"Kai-chan, it's time for dinner!" Kanon shouted.
"I'm not hungry," I replied, pulling my head from underneath the pillow.
I heard her footsteps fade away and I thought I was rid of her, but shortly after I heard more knocks.
"Kai-chan, Mariko-chan says you have to eat so you don't get sick," Kanon said.
I'm already sick as it is, what does it even matter? "I don't care, I'm not coming out," I groaned, thinking that Mariko-chan herself (my step-mother) might chop my door down and scream her ass off if I don't come like she says.
Then, surprisingly, my door opened.
"You picked my lock... you little bitch," I sighed heavily.
"I knew I'd have to learn how to do that one day," she giggled. "Now, what's the matter?" She asked, walking into my room and stepping on the picture confetti. She kneeled down and looked at the remnants of Hachirou's picture. "Would it have something to do with Hachirou?"
"God, you're so fucking nosy you little busy body," I muttered, picking up the pieces and throwing them in my garbage can.
"Kai-chan, why don't you ever talk to any of us anymore?"
"Because you guys always try to pry information out of people like you're interrogating someone, like you are right now!" I yelled, a little bit louder than I meant to.
"Kai, I was just trying to help. I'm not going to ask anything about your personal life anymore," she countered. Then she pointed to the night stand by my bed and asked, "hey what are those?"
"Oh, just tickets to that Camp Death movie, you can have them if you want," I responded, handing them to her.
"Really? Thank you bro! Now I can go with my friends tonight," she cheered. Well I guess it wasn't a total waste, at least someone would be watching a movie with their friends tonight. Even though I wish it was me.
“But there is one thing… you must’ve had your heart set on going tonight if you pre-ordered tickets on opening night,” she added, after her little cheering.
“Look, they’re yours if you just don’t ask any questions about me,” I warned her. “I’ll come to dinner now if everyone will just leave me alone.”
I rolled off the bed and stood up, walking sluggishly to the doorway. I caught a glimpse of my face in the mirror and noticed my eyes were all red and puffy and my hair was messy, not surprisingly of course.
Kanon was just standing there by my bed, looking at the tickets then back at me. “What?” she asked.
“C’mon, I don’t trust people in my room when I’m not in it. Out,” I explained, waving out the door.
In a split second, she dived on to the bed and reached underneath, me right behind her trying to catch her but let’s face it: my little sister is stronger than me.
See, the reason I don’t trust people in my room (especially her) is the fact that my younger siblings get in trouble so much. And since they’re always in trouble, they like to get dirt on me to take the focus off of them.
“Ah-ha! Girly mags!” she declared, as she had dug up the exact thing I was hoping she would not find: those Star Studs magazines. “Every dude has to have them, you know.”
“I know Kanon but please-“
“Sorry but this is my ticket to getting to go to the movies tonight,” she squealed, holding up the magazine. Then, I think she had realized they weren’t exactly what she thought they were. “Bro… these aren’t girls, their… dudes. Aw bro, aw bro- I am so telling! This is not cool!”
She darted up from the bed and I tried to shoot up and grab her but ended up falling and only getting her ankles, making her fall. Unfortunately she got up quicker than I did and ran into the living room which left me only one option: to put off the inevitable and barricade myself in my room.
I pushed the chair from my desk up to the doorknob and locked the door just in case. Then, with nothing else to do, I laid on my bed counting the minutes that it would take for Mariko to get in here.
Rapid knocks came soon after.
“Kai! I want to talk to you about something right now! And I mean right now!” Mariko yelled in her obnoxious voice.
“I have the right not to talk to you about anything,” I shot back.
“Do you want me to have a talk with your father and see what he thinks about this magazine Kanon found? He’ll be home soon and I’m sure this is the last thing he wants to hear when he gets home from work,"
"The things I keep aren't either of you guys' business. They were my magazines in my room so it's my business!"
"Homosexuality is a sin, Kaito, and I don't want you to be a part of it! Do you want to go to hell when you die?"
"I hardly think I'm going to go to a hell I don't believe in if I don't believe what you believe. I'm done arguing with you Mariko-chan!"
I expected her to be absolutely livid, but instead I heard calm footsteps walk away from my door. Had she really given up that easily? Once I was starting to think she wouldn't come back, I heard my door unlock and my dad pushed the door open, knocking over the chair.
"What's with all this trouble, Kaito? I usually don't get anything from you, but now Mariko is telling me that you've locked and barricaded your door, yelled at her, and on top of that had... inappropriate magazines. Is all this true?" he asked calmly.
I was sure he knew full well all of it was true but I had to respond to his calm way of asking. "Yes, it's true. But answer me this: before Mariko had turned you to all this Christianity and stuff, you wouldn't have had any problem with me being gay would you?"
"Well, I'm not really the one who has a problem with it in the first place. But you see Kai, she does care about you too, whether you think so or not. She was probably shocked, and simply overreacted. And lately Kaito, you've been very hostile towards everyone. Hiding away in your room, not eating dinner, and hardly talking to anyone and cursing at them when you do. Is there something else you want to talk about?"
"No, not really," I groaned, looking at the ceiling. "Can we just get this over with? I know you're probably upset with me but I like who I like, and I can't change that. So until the rest of the family, especially Mariko-chan, realizes that I'm staying in my room, dinner or no dinner."
"I see. Well that's just fine with me, you can come out and talk to us whenever you're ready, no matter how many days it takes. In the meantime, I'll bring you your dinner to eat in here, how's that sound?" my dad suggested.
"That's good," I agreed, thinking how I loved how easygoing and agreeable he was.
Hachirou's P.O.V.
Just the mere echoes of his voice in my head made me want him more.
I lay in my bed, staring at my cell phone sitting beside me, thinking of how I wanted to call Shouta so bad but I knew he needed his rest. I didn't even leave him earlier until his brother came home and said he would take it over from there and that I should go home and rest. It was a shame though, he was acting so cute earlier, and his very voice sounded cute (I just didn't like the way he was talking earlier). As weird as it sounds, I think I might have a cute fetish or something. I just wanted to take him right there, but he had a cold!
There was a knock on my bedroom door before Kaito walked in, surprisingly. "What are you doing here so late?"
"It's not that late, I used to hang around at your house loads of times late at night. I was stressed out at home, too much shit was going on. Kanon found the magazines under my bed, tattled to Mariko who told my dad... it's a mess," he responded going into a whole explanation.
"Sounds bad, I hope my brothers never try to go through my stuff like that," I replied.
"Probably not, Kanon's just a busy body you know," Kaito said as he lounged on the other side of my bed, making himself comfortable.
"So now your family knows...you're out the closet,"
"...Yeah, I'm out. And as if Mariko didn't have reason enough to be mean before, she thinks homosexuality is a sin and I'm going to hell,"
"And I'd say 'I'll see you there, Mariko-chan'," I laughed. But I looked at Kaito and he wasn't laughing with me. "Kai, what's the matter?"
"...I don't have a boyfriend like you do,"
"What does that have to do with anything? You've still got me, your best friend," I explained.
"Not the same way I used to," he whined. "I mean think about it, whenever I was stressed out, you'd just say, 'don't worry, I'll give you something to relax you.' Only thing is, now you're committed so you can't do that stuff anymore and I'm just left to fend for myself. Don't get me wrong, I understand, it's just that you just suddenly... drop me while you and Shouta frolic around having those make-out sessions and doing who knows what who knows where when no one's looking. And meanwhile, I have no one else to hang out with and no one to mess around with."
"So what are you suggesting I...?" I questioned.
"Just give me one more night, please? Hachirou...do you know how hard it is to keep my hands off you? I've been so fucking horny like you wouldn't believe and I need some bad..."
I've never had such a difficult moment of indecision before. It should've been so easy, stick to what I promised my boyfriend I'd do. But the only problem with that was, I did feel bad for Kaito. He was right that I dropped him, and I thought of me being in his shoes. And those shoes would probably feel pretty crappy.
“Well…” I began, looking at my phone. “It would just be… different.”
“Hachirou it’s been two fucking weeks, you’re not some completely changed person!” He yelled.
“No but you are!” I shouted. “I don’t know what’s the matter with you, but you’ve changed! For the worst, I might add. You like too much attention, and I can’t give you attention all the time anymore. You need to go get some kind of life because I’m not going to focus all of mine on you!”
“But you always have!”
“Exactly! But we’re growing up now, and I can’t be your only friend in the world. It's difficult to split time up evenly between you and Shouta-kun too!”
“None of this would’ve ever been an issue if Shouta hadn’t showed up! You would’ve kept spending time with me like we always had and we’d be happy like we used to be. It’s not fair that you left me all alone like this,” Kaito sobbed, turning around and heading for the door.
“But Kaito!...,” I called after him, but then I decided maybe I’d be better off letting him go.
Kaito's P.O.V.
Maybe I might need more friends. Okay, it was kind of weird for me to only have one friend in my whole life but I’m terribly anti-social. Whenever it comes to talking to strangers, I just get so frozen and I can’t talk. I honestly don’t even remember how I got so comfortable around Hachirou…
…Oh yeah, I thought. Because my mom used to be friends with his mom.
Well either way, I logged on to an online chat room that I usually get on. For some reason, I can be so different online than when it comes to being in person. I have more confidence, and I can be calm and cool. In fact, I spent a lot of time making my avatar really cool too and I have loads of friends, although no one was hardly on this late. Or at least there wasn’t until I saw my friend Seis_Child06 was on.
***
Fire_Deviant is logged on.Seis_Child06 is logged on.
Seis_Child06: Great Kai, I was counting on you to be on.
Fire_Deviant: Why, is something up?
Seis_Child06: I’m going insane, that’s what’s up. Collage life is hard, as usual.
Fire_Deviant: Work overload?
Seis_Child06: Definitely. I know I shouldn’t be slacking off now but I’m stressed. I need just one moment of peace.
Fire_Deviant: I’m not in the best of moods either.
Seis_Child06: Why, what’s up? Your step mom again?
Fire_Deviant: No, it’s only partially her fault this time. My best friend just rejected hanging out with me for his new boyfriend. He’s been ignoring me a lot lately.
Seis_Child06: Sounds like my big brother lately. We used to go partying together but now he’d rather go with his new boyfriend instead. He’s ashamed to be seen with me.
Fire_Deviant: This is turning out to be a sucky Friday night…
Seis_Child06: I just had a good idea though. We could spend our sucky Friday night together.
Fire_Deviant: That sounds like a winner but don’t you have to work on your term paper?
Seis_Child06: I could take a break from that just once….
Fire_Deviant: I know where the campus apartments are near here. I could be there in 20 min. tops.
Seis_Child06: Sounds like a plan.
Fire_Deviant is logged out.
Seis_Child06 is logged out.
***
I was ecstatic as I shut down the computer, mentally reviewing in my head what just happened. I just got an invitation to one of my online friends’ house! I’d have to make up some excuse like I was going to Hachirou’s house or something, naturally, but the idea sounded cool. The only thing was, it was nearly nine and I was going to have to take the bus. And my only thing about taking public transportation is taking it at night, since there are usually weirdos that hang around on them. But what the hell, I’ll just take a can of pepper spray or a knife or something.I couldn’t wait to see Rokurou in person either, I thought as I got off the bus and walked over to the apartments. I’ve seen pictures of him on his profile page, he’s a really sexy 19 year-old and has this long blonde hair with a tinge of orange and these irresistible blue eyes. And in most of the pictures he has this cute crooked smile of his. I don’t know how I could be so in love with someone I’ve never met in person before but I’m smitten. Only thing is, since I lied about my age I never had any pictures of me on my profile…
I stopped in front of this bluish-grey townhouse and looked at the address. Yep, this is the place! I knocked on the door and hoped that he’d answer. I know someone’s in there, since the lights are on.
There was the click of the lock, and then I saw his face: he WAS cuter in person!
“Kaito?” he questioned, looking me up and down.
“Yep, Kaito Chiase,” I replied as he let me in.
“Wow Kai, I didn’t imagine you being so… so babyfaced. Not that it’s a bad thing but you just don’t look very eighteen-ish,” he remarked as he shut the front door. Then me and him sat on the couch in the living room. By looking at the size and the furnishings of him and his brothers’ apartment, I could tell they must come from a rich family because the place certainly didn’t look struggling college student like. I mean they had a two bedroom townhouse and a flat-screen in the living room.
“Well I’ve been said to have a baby face before…,” I responded.
“I don’t know Kai…you can’t possibly be eighteen,” he sighed.
Curse my young looks. “Okay… I’m a teensy bit younger than that.”
“How much teensy?”
“Try sixteen,” I admitted (although I was still lying! I don’t turn 16 for two months…) “But why does it matter Rokurou?”
“You know I’d get in trouble if anyone found out I had a sixteen year old in my apartment,”
“But you can trust me, I won’t tell,” I promised.
“Well… alright, you can stay the night,” he said.
By the end of the night, I’m going to have slept with a 19 year-old. Watch out Hachirou, I’m moving up in the world.
“Kai, you are really cute though. Why wouldn’t you ever put any pictures of yourself on your page?” Rokurou asked.
“Because, I didn’t think anyone’d believe I was eighteen and then no one would chat with me,”
“Well honestly, I would’ve still chatted with you but I wouldn’t have let you come over to my house,” he confessed. “So, I guess you played your cards right after all. I mean, I don’t even know if you ever have messed around before…”
“Of course I’ve done it before,”
“You wouldn’t strike me as the type at first glance,”
“How about at first kiss?”
Before he even realized it, I kissed him, and then we were making out on the couch in a matter of minutes that felt like an hour.
“Wow Kai, you are a pretty good kisser. But I was talking more in-depth than that too you know,” he said, standing up from the couch.
“Yeah, I know,” I smiled, following him to his room, right across the hall from his brother’s.
“I was starting to think I might come to regret this,” he said as I sat on the edge of his bed. “But I trust you not to get me in trouble or anything.”
“Oh I won’t, I’ve been very lonely lately and…” I paused, laying on the bed on my back in a “take me” kind of way. “…And well my former friend got sucked into all that commitment shit and left me all by myself.”
“So it was that kind of friendship was it?” he mused, unzipping my pants. “Well if you and I were like that, I’d never leave you alone.” And then he smiled that real cute trademark smile and just looking at him made me blush.
The only thing was, it had suddenly occurred to me exactly what he was going to do. Well I mean I already knew he was going to give me head then strip me and mount me and do this-and-that and x, y, and z, to me but….. I mean something else just kind of got to me. I remembered that the first and only person to do this-and-that and x, y, and z to me was Hachirou, and it started to make me regret what I had gotten myself into.
But I had to shake it off anyways. Hachirou had no problem giving me up so it shouldn’t bother me to do the same… Right?
At that point I was starting to silently freak out and I wasn’t quite as cocky as I was earlier. I wasn’t quite sure if I could stand him touching me at all anymore. But lucky for me, the doorbell rang before Rokurou had the chance to do anything further.
“Hold on a sec okay Kai?” he said before walking out the room.
I let out a sigh of relief as I thought of how I was going to take the coward’s way out of this. I sat up and zipped my pants, looking at the end of the bed and noticing something I didn’t notice hanging on the bed post before: handcuffs?? Man, he really is a nympho.
I decided to be nosy and see who that was at the door, so I peeked out into the hallway to see the last person I ever expected to see here. Hachirou!?
“Where’s Gorou? I wanted to come visit him,” I heard Hachirou ask.
“He’s out at a club, with his boyfriend,” Rokurou snapped. “Really, why won’t you give it up already?”
“Why is it that every time I come here he’s always conveniently gone somewhere?” Hachirou argued.
“Because he has a life. And as a matter of fact so do I, so I would appreciate it if you’d leave. I have someone over right now.”
“Yeah right, of course you do. I bet Gorou is here and you’re just hiding him from me,” Hachirou said. Then he pushed past Rokurou and headed towards Gorou’s bedroom door but I grabbed him quickly and pulled him right next to me.
“K-kaito?? What are you doing at my brothers’ place?” Hachirou exclaimed.
“Look, it’s a real long story but I need you to-“ I began before Rokurou cut me off.
“You two know each other? Rokurou inquired.
“Kaito, why are you over here?” Hachirou demanded to know.
“It’s a long story I’ll explain later,” I whispered.
“Rokurou, this is my friend Kai who I didn’t expect to see over here at all. We’ve known each other since we were in diapers,” Hachirou explained to him.
“Well I know Kai too, we are IMing buddies. And from what he told me, you weren’t treating him right at all so I invited him to stay over for awhile,” Rokurou said matter-of-factly.
“So he said all that…” Hachirou replied, giving me a not-so-good look. I was kind of worried he might not help me out now, thanks to that.
“Sounds like you’ve got a lot of your own problems to fix, don’t you?” Rokurou said.
“Kaito can do whatever he wants, it’s his life,” Hachirou muttered. He left out the room and walked down the hall. He was about to leave out the door when a tall guy with long jet black hair and eyes like Rokurou’s walked in at the exact moment, with some guy behind him.
“Hachirou,” he said, with a slightly more mature and manly voice than Rokurou.
“Great,” I heard Rokurou groan. “Now Gorou’s back. My brothers completely ruined my evening.”
It was all starting to click now. I knew that Hachirou had lots of half brothers, but at first I thought maybe the names were just a coincidence. Gorou, the fifth son, Rokurou, the sixth son, and Hachirou, the eighth son. Oh man, I was starting to feel like I was an intruder in some kind of family problem.
“Um, Rokurou, should I… leave or something?”
“I don’t know…,” he sighed. “Sorry Kai but I think I’m going to have to make sure they don’t fight again. You stay in here alright?”
“Alright…”
To Be Continued...