Riding In Cars With Boys
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Category:
Drama › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,424
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Pocky
Shinji walked past the buildings he had seen everyday for the past months. They no longer held the prestige that they had. They looked darker and less and less inviting. Nothing had happened to them. It was he who had changed.
His fingers had long since gone numb and he could tell that the feeling in his toes would be gone soon. His feet stopped their patter when they had gotten him to his destination. Walking the familar path to the backdoor and the practiced motions of his key, he let himself into the place which first had caused the feeling of dread and foreboding that now invaded his mind.
It had happed exactly 6 weeks ago to the day. He could remember their first meeting down to what he had done that day to the shirt he had worn.
~~~~~~~~~~
God. He had forgotten how good it felt to laugh like this. Inhibitited, nothing restraining him.
\"Why thats the most absurd thing I have ever heard!\" Shinji exclaimed. His hands in his pockets, small tears in his eyes from laughing so heartily. Obtaining some self-control once again he asked is friend Tohma. \"Well, now that we have seen everything here, can we go home now?\"
\"Not yet. Remember you promised us Shinji!\" his friend Kitai said, mimicking his voice about three octaves higher than it should have been, \"Alright, Tohma, I will do one dare at the mall today as penance for taking your pocky.\"
\"Okay, okay, I get it, I get it! So what will you have me do?\"
Tohma and Kitai looked around finding nothing that looked to be a good opportunity to get Shinji \"back\" with. That was untill Tohma spotted a man that looked to be just the right thing for this special occasion.
Well you see, at their school it wasn\'t a known fact that Shinji was Bi except, perhaps, a few select friends such as Tohma and Kitai. And this man gave Tohma an almost evil idea and a smirk to go right along with it. And when Shinji saw that he knew he was in for one hell of a ride.
~Shit! I\'ve screwed myself over now.~ He thought as he saw the smirk present itself on Tohma\'s lips.
Okay Shinji, I think I have found the perfect thing for you. Here it is, you see that guy over there by the stairs,\" he said this pointing, \"the one in the suit. Well.....\" he gave a coniving look to Kitai, \"you must go over there and get his number.\"
\"What! Oh come on! You\'ve got to be joking!?\" Shinji stepped away from his \"friends\" a look of utter horror had stricken his face. The guy was very attractive, yes, but still this was a public place. And he didn\'t evern know if he was gay or not. But he was really hot, and the suit did wonders for his butt.
\"You said anything Shinji. And a deal is a deal.\" Kitai said, breaking his silence after a while.
Shinji fummed for what seemed like forever, until he decided that he wasn\'t going to let these guys get the better of him.
\"Alright. I\'ll do it.\" with this he started a slow treck to the mystery man. The walk seemed like forever and he finally was close enough to say something to the man when something hit him in his side causing the wind to fly form his lungs as he was shot down to the floor, sprawled there. It all seemed like a movie. Everything slowed down and took the effect of taking forever to happen and yet he still hadn\'t seen the man that had shot himself at him. Who was still currently lying on top of him and who seemed as if he wieghed 1000 lbs. His eyes were blurry and everything keep escaping his vision but then to return again a few seconds later.
\"What the hell are you doing little boy? What is your buissness? Who are you?\" the large man yelled in his ear. He could feel himself being lifted up but he still couldn\'t see what was happening to him. He tried shaking his head which lifted the fog from his vision slightly but not completely. Although it seemed to be retunring gradually.
\"\"Search him!\" The man behind him called to two other large men. They weren\'t as big as the first but compared to Shinji\'s lithe form, his mother always swore he should eat more than he does and gain some weight on his bones, they were plenty big enough. They nearly stripped him with their search. Removing his school jacket and it\'s contents, his pants fortunaly did not come off but his over shit didn\'t have that good fortune. His back was completely ransacked and his papers were strewn everywhere. By this time his vision was back to normal but it didn\'t help his situation any much due to the fact that there really wasn\'t anything he could do. He heard Tohma and Kitai in the background yelling to him. Now a crowd had gathered and was looking on eagerly. They ahd all started talking and the commotion was making SHinji\'s head spin. He gripped his temples in attempt to make the dull throb in his ehad go away. It hurt like someone was slamming a hammer down on it every few seconds. He was giving up all hope of ever getting out of a mess like this when he heard a forcefuol yet gentle voice behind him.
It was the man in the suit.
\"Stop. Stop this at once.\" The man said steping out to where the men were going through the pockets of his bag. When they heard him they all stopped at once and dropped the things they held. SHinji noted that he was clearly American by with the accent that he spoke. The man walked strongly, delibratly, with purpose. Shinji decided right then and there he loved that walk, every stride, just perfect. It was all he had to look at till the man had walked right in front of him and then he had to look up.
The man had the most beautiful blue eyes he had ever seen. Clear and icy. Just like a river just after a snowstorm, it was turly the only way to describe them. He had perfectly styled, soft, chestnut locks that framed his eyes beautifully. Yes, beautiful, that was what this man was, he was beautiful.
Shinji was sure that he must have been staring for an hour because when he came out of his daze there was a hand presented to him which he tooka nd was given the assistance of standing up. This prooved to be all too soon. For his feet felt unstable beneath him and he started to waver. He felt himself loose balance but he never felt himself hit the floor. He was currently wrapped up in the mans arms being held up from the ground.
Lifting his head from it\'s laid bakc positions he stared into his capture\'s face and was given a surprise when he spoke.
\"Hello, my name is Alexandar. And you are?\"
His fingers had long since gone numb and he could tell that the feeling in his toes would be gone soon. His feet stopped their patter when they had gotten him to his destination. Walking the familar path to the backdoor and the practiced motions of his key, he let himself into the place which first had caused the feeling of dread and foreboding that now invaded his mind.
It had happed exactly 6 weeks ago to the day. He could remember their first meeting down to what he had done that day to the shirt he had worn.
~~~~~~~~~~
God. He had forgotten how good it felt to laugh like this. Inhibitited, nothing restraining him.
\"Why thats the most absurd thing I have ever heard!\" Shinji exclaimed. His hands in his pockets, small tears in his eyes from laughing so heartily. Obtaining some self-control once again he asked is friend Tohma. \"Well, now that we have seen everything here, can we go home now?\"
\"Not yet. Remember you promised us Shinji!\" his friend Kitai said, mimicking his voice about three octaves higher than it should have been, \"Alright, Tohma, I will do one dare at the mall today as penance for taking your pocky.\"
\"Okay, okay, I get it, I get it! So what will you have me do?\"
Tohma and Kitai looked around finding nothing that looked to be a good opportunity to get Shinji \"back\" with. That was untill Tohma spotted a man that looked to be just the right thing for this special occasion.
Well you see, at their school it wasn\'t a known fact that Shinji was Bi except, perhaps, a few select friends such as Tohma and Kitai. And this man gave Tohma an almost evil idea and a smirk to go right along with it. And when Shinji saw that he knew he was in for one hell of a ride.
~Shit! I\'ve screwed myself over now.~ He thought as he saw the smirk present itself on Tohma\'s lips.
Okay Shinji, I think I have found the perfect thing for you. Here it is, you see that guy over there by the stairs,\" he said this pointing, \"the one in the suit. Well.....\" he gave a coniving look to Kitai, \"you must go over there and get his number.\"
\"What! Oh come on! You\'ve got to be joking!?\" Shinji stepped away from his \"friends\" a look of utter horror had stricken his face. The guy was very attractive, yes, but still this was a public place. And he didn\'t evern know if he was gay or not. But he was really hot, and the suit did wonders for his butt.
\"You said anything Shinji. And a deal is a deal.\" Kitai said, breaking his silence after a while.
Shinji fummed for what seemed like forever, until he decided that he wasn\'t going to let these guys get the better of him.
\"Alright. I\'ll do it.\" with this he started a slow treck to the mystery man. The walk seemed like forever and he finally was close enough to say something to the man when something hit him in his side causing the wind to fly form his lungs as he was shot down to the floor, sprawled there. It all seemed like a movie. Everything slowed down and took the effect of taking forever to happen and yet he still hadn\'t seen the man that had shot himself at him. Who was still currently lying on top of him and who seemed as if he wieghed 1000 lbs. His eyes were blurry and everything keep escaping his vision but then to return again a few seconds later.
\"What the hell are you doing little boy? What is your buissness? Who are you?\" the large man yelled in his ear. He could feel himself being lifted up but he still couldn\'t see what was happening to him. He tried shaking his head which lifted the fog from his vision slightly but not completely. Although it seemed to be retunring gradually.
\"\"Search him!\" The man behind him called to two other large men. They weren\'t as big as the first but compared to Shinji\'s lithe form, his mother always swore he should eat more than he does and gain some weight on his bones, they were plenty big enough. They nearly stripped him with their search. Removing his school jacket and it\'s contents, his pants fortunaly did not come off but his over shit didn\'t have that good fortune. His back was completely ransacked and his papers were strewn everywhere. By this time his vision was back to normal but it didn\'t help his situation any much due to the fact that there really wasn\'t anything he could do. He heard Tohma and Kitai in the background yelling to him. Now a crowd had gathered and was looking on eagerly. They ahd all started talking and the commotion was making SHinji\'s head spin. He gripped his temples in attempt to make the dull throb in his ehad go away. It hurt like someone was slamming a hammer down on it every few seconds. He was giving up all hope of ever getting out of a mess like this when he heard a forcefuol yet gentle voice behind him.
It was the man in the suit.
\"Stop. Stop this at once.\" The man said steping out to where the men were going through the pockets of his bag. When they heard him they all stopped at once and dropped the things they held. SHinji noted that he was clearly American by with the accent that he spoke. The man walked strongly, delibratly, with purpose. Shinji decided right then and there he loved that walk, every stride, just perfect. It was all he had to look at till the man had walked right in front of him and then he had to look up.
The man had the most beautiful blue eyes he had ever seen. Clear and icy. Just like a river just after a snowstorm, it was turly the only way to describe them. He had perfectly styled, soft, chestnut locks that framed his eyes beautifully. Yes, beautiful, that was what this man was, he was beautiful.
Shinji was sure that he must have been staring for an hour because when he came out of his daze there was a hand presented to him which he tooka nd was given the assistance of standing up. This prooved to be all too soon. For his feet felt unstable beneath him and he started to waver. He felt himself loose balance but he never felt himself hit the floor. He was currently wrapped up in the mans arms being held up from the ground.
Lifting his head from it\'s laid bakc positions he stared into his capture\'s face and was given a surprise when he spoke.
\"Hello, my name is Alexandar. And you are?\"