Un musicien parmi tant d`autre

Hey there! sorry for the late update, I was gone camping all weekend but here it is!

Kylee- There`s no doubt about it, Tyler is in love with Gianni, but he`s also really clumsy and something obviously happened for them to have not seen each other for so long. Also, this week I`m going back to Yuuri and Kuro because, I can`t get enough of them! Give it a few chapters and most of the questions you`re asking yourself will be answered. Of course it would be boring if I gave everything out rigth away! What a sadistic person I am, Gahahaha! But I`m a thankful sadistic bitch so I`m really thanful for your comments!

Lisa- It`s a little confusing I admit but since we only know what Yuuri knows and what the other characters are willing to say there is a lot of details that remain very blurry. Yuuri is also getting confused since Gianni and Tyler used to be very close and now they haven`t seen each other for a really long time, almost three years so something must have happened. We`ll find that out the next time I bring in a chapter about Gianni and Tyler. I can`t wait to reveal everything! As for Kuro and Tyler, the king is really affectionate toward Kuro but it doesn`t seem to go beyond the feelings that Santa and Hibari have for the redhead. These two also like Kuro but it`s not quite on the lover level.

My heart is warmed up by the nice comments so please enjoy this new chapter!

After last week’s snowfall it seems that winter quickly rolled around, I realized that when I had to wake up in the middle of the night to get myself a few extra blankets from the cupboard. The heater doesn’t work better than it did last year. I tend to forget from a year to the next how cold it really gets in Canada.

However once that I wake up I have a lot of trouble going back. Once I had finally managed to dose off I was rudely awaken by a constant knocking on my apartment door. I groaned loudly rolling over in my bed and glance over at my alarm clock. It’s only six. Who the hell could be knocking on my door at six in the morning? More importantly, I could still have another full hour of sleep.

“I’m coming!” I finally shouted. The intruder must have heard me since the annoying raping finally stopped. I shivered as I pushed my blankets off the bed, sadly the cold wasn’t a dream. I look around my room to find a clean pair of underwear and some pants. After only a few seconds, the knocking comes back even more aggressive than before.

“Stop knocking on the damn door I heard you the first time!” I shouted. They can’t possibly expect me to go open the door naked. I threw on a pair of worn out jeans and an old t-shirt before I headed toward the door.
“Took you long enough.” The visitor said when I opened the door. No one other than the only girl in our school was standing on my doorstep with her arms crossed over her chest in annoyance.

“What did you expect, no one’s up and ready to invite people in their house at six in the morning!” I growled at her.

“Are all the boys in Japan as lazy as you are?” She asked passing right by me and entering my apartment.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked turning around to face her.

“This place is pathetically small.” She said while looking around.

“No one invited you in, you can just go back outside if you’re so happy.” I said slamming the door behind myself. “How did you know where I lived anyways?” I asked putting a kettle full of water on the stove.

“I looked through your papers at school.” She explained nonchalantly sitting down with one leg crossed over the other.

“You’re one sneaky bitch do you know that?” I asked in annoyance. I wasn’t too fond of having people sneaking through my stuff.

“Aren’t you going to offer me a smoke?” She asked expectantly.

“You barge into my house and you even demand for me to offer you stuff don’t you think you’re crossing the line?” I asked clenching my fist.

“Well I did expect you to be a little more gallant.” She said smirking.

“You’ll have to do with a cup of coffee since I don’t even have smokes to offer you, I don’t get paid before Thursday.” I answered pouring some boiling water and a spoonful of instant coffee into two cup. I’m even surprised I have a second cup to put her coffee in.

“Here then, it’ll be my treat.” She said taking a cigarette out of her bag and threw two packs on the table.
“I don’t need your charity.” I said putting a cup of steaming coffee in front of her.

“Take it as a gift then.” She said lighting up her smoke. I gave her the cream in sugar before I sat down myself. I drink my coffee black, the only reason I do have cream and sugar is before Nestley comes over for coffee once in a while and she drinks it sugary. I took a smoke from the pack that was open and placed it at my lips.

“Can I borrow a light?” I asked. I didn’t want to bother getting the one I had in my room. She rose a along finger with its tip decorated with scarlet red nail polish, she signaled me to get closer. I leaned over her and she brought her face closer for our cigarettes to touch until mine lit up. “What brings you?” I asked leaning back into my chair.

“I’m interested in you Hitsugi kun, so I came to ask you some question.” She said as she poured cream and sugar into her cup.

“Believe me Yamato there’s nothing interesting about me or my lifestyle. You can see for yourself in what kind of dull place I live in.” I said glaring at her.

“I beg the difference.” She said. She stood up and walked over to me. I stayed still as she sat on me and wrapped her arms around my neck. “A guy that came to Canada with fake immigration papers can’t be so dull.” She said smirking. My eyes widen for a moment but my glare came back right away.

“How did you find out about that?” I asked severely.

“You said it yourself, I’m a sneaky bitch.” She said taking the cigarette out of my mouth and replaced it with her scarlet red lips. I grabbed the back of her head to pull her closer to me my and started to respond to her kiss. I quickly took the domination and pushed my tongue into her mouth. It’s been a while now since I didn’t have a girl to hold so I wasn’t refusing a girl with perfect curves and a handful of breast.

“What do you have to tell me about yourself?” She asked breaking the luscious kiss.

“I don’t have anything to tell you.” I said caressing hard chest with my large hand closing my fingers are her breasts.
“You know I’ll end up finding everything out on my own.” She said locking her lips with mine once again.

“I dare you to try.” I said in-between hot kisses.

“What are you going to do stop me from saying what I know?” She asked licking her lips as I caressed her thighs. I lift her skirt and rub the front of her panties with my palm.

“Do you suggest anything?” I asked. Her skin was so warm this sneaky woman was making me lose my mind.

“Since I thought you were drop dead sexy the moment I saw you, let’s say I’ll keep my mouth shut as long as you let me warm your bed.” She proposed; proposal quite hard to refuse in fact. However the moment she came into my house this moment I could read the lust in her chocolate eyes so that’s the kind of proposal I expected from her. As long as I could keep her busy I could keep her out of my past. It was a win/win situation.

“It’s a deal.” I said claiming another kiss. “I have to shower and get ready for school. Unlike you I just woke up.” I said.

“Don’t you want me to take care of you first.” She asked rubbing her pelvis with the front of my pants; I grabbed her ass as she made me even harder.

“I never said not to take care of him. It was a suggestion to move this to the shower.” I proposed biting down on her neck fervently.

“I don’t mind if that’s what turns you on.” She whispered breathlessly. She dismounted me and waited for me to lead her to the bathroom. I took my cup of black coffee and led her to my small bathroom. We both discarded of our cloths on the tile floor and I left my cup on the counter and grabbed a condom from one of the drawer. The shower was barely big enough but at least I had warm water and I didn’t mind the closeness. I didn’t have a woman in so long. As the water beat loudly on our skin I sucked her pink nipples making her tremble in excitement. She moaned.

I caressed her pussy with my long fingers and parted her dark pink lips making her almost cry out in want. She takes the condom for my fingers. She carefully, while looking up at me unwraps the package than she slips the rubber along my shaft.

I smirked. I turned her and forced her gently to bend over; she moaned loudly when I entered her from behind. She pressed her hands and her forehead against the glass of the shower and I trusted against her. She felt warm and tight around my dick it only made me accelerate my pace. She couldn’t stop herself from moaning in pleasure with every thrusts I gave.

I drag out long moans from her as I fondled her full breasts, I was grunting in pleasure myself. I hoped the walls were thick enough for the old woman next door to have to wake up to that.

I clenched my eyes shut as I picked up my pace even more. She gave out a loud moan and I pulled out of her right before I came. She pressed her forehead against the cold glass as she tried to regain her breath.

“Your good.” She complemented me when she finally raised her head. I had already began to wash myself. She pressed her soft body against mine for a moment.

“Are you trying to make me want to do it again?” I asked.

“As much as I’d like too I have a test at the first period. With my father as the principal, it makes it somewhat hard to skip class. I caressed her redhead gently and smiled to myself.

“What’s wrong?” She asked.

“Nothing, I think I just have a thing for redheads.” I said. She smiled as well. I quickly washed my hair and we got out of the shower. I drank the last sip of my black coffee that had already turned cold and I headed to my room to get dressed.

“That’s a nice tattoo you got there.” I shivered when she ran her hand across my back. I frowned to myself.
“I had a friend back in Japan who was a tattoo artist. This was a birthday gift.” I explained. This tattoo was another part of my pass that I didn’t want her to find out about.

“Your friend sure was talented.” She said lighting another smoke. I quickly slipped on my uniform and ran a hand through my blue hair in attempt of placing them a little. It was already late. I’d be surprised if we make it on time to school.

As I expected the hallways were empty when we arrived at school, she stole a quick kiss and ran off to class. I don’t know why I always bother coming anyways since I can’t even go to my first class. I promised Mr. Haines I wouldn’t point myself to his class in exchange for a passing grade. This teacher hated me with a passion.

In the meantime, I was bored. At least Chantal left me with a few smokes so I can at least head outside to smoke one. The weather is still somewhat nice today. I’m still fine walking around without a glove and scarf. I decide to take a walk around the school while I smoke; I shove my hands in the pockets of my suede jacket and look if I can see anything interesting in the classes.

In the music class I’m banned out of I can see the bratty redhead sitting by the window with his violin in hand. He seems to be concentrated on the person currently. From outside I can hear the duo of clarinetist. That’s too bad since I’d rather listen to the redhead’s violin. I’m not into the classical music the old geezer makes them play but the kid his so talented he can make anything pleasant to hear.

I decide to go closer to the class; might as well occupy myself. I lean against the side of the window, no one seemed to have noticed me yet. I take a long from myself cigarette well I observed the two boys play their piece. However, I soon get bored and decide to knock on the window. I got the urge to bother the teacher’s nephew.
To redhead finally notices me. He looked at me for a moment then glanced at Mr. Haines before he silently got up to come over to the window. He stared at me through the window for a moment before he decided to open it.

“Good morning.” He said, I turned to the side to take the last drag out of cigarette before throwing it in a water puddle.

“Morning.” I said smirking.

“What are you doing out there instead of in here?” He asked.

“Me and your uncle over there have a deal.” I explained.

“Is it cold, your fingers have turned white?” He observed.

“It’s not that bad really, I’ve only been out here for a while.” I said. For some reason even though Kurorimi was as monotone as ever I found his attitude oddly adorable. I could stop myself from smiling. It must be because I’m still high from having sex this morning. I doubt Kowai Kao Kuro could make me feel anything like this.

“You’re unusually bright this morning.” He remarked.

“Don’t worry, it’s not because of you, I don’t smile for guys.” I said nudging his bang in a friendly manner.
“Who are you talking to Kuro?” Jordan asked finally noticing my presence.

“It’s Yuuri.” Kuro answered.

“You’re a traitor brat you just sold me.” I said glaring playfully but I knew that even the redhead hadn’t said a word the teacher would have still seen me by now.

“What are you doing here Inoue?” The blond asked frowning.

“I’m still holding my end of the bargain old man; I haven’t set foot in your class yet.” I said smirking. He became red with anger; he clearly hated the ‘old man’ comment the most.

“You’re still disturbing my class stupid punk!” He shouted, I had to dodge an eraser he threw out the window in attempt to hit me.

“I came to hear Kowai Kao Kuro play.” I said.

“If he plays do you swear to leave?” The teacher asked. He was just about to pop a vein. I told you this teacher hated me with a passion.

“You got my words old man.” I said with a grin. Mr. Haines massaged his temple in attempt to maintain his anger.
“Kuro would you mind playing something quick so we can get back to our class?” Jordan asked, like the good nephew he is, the redhead nodded. He pick his violin out of its case and positioned himself to play. Like the first time I heard he played I was completely mesmerized by the melody that came out of his instrument. I laid my head on my crossed arms with my eyes closed as I listened to him play.

As he played his gaze seemed lost into some kind of trance it was as if he had gone off in his own little world. The melody took an unexpected melancholic twist. He was standing there by the window yet it seemed like he became very distant, even untouchable. A hand rose to my heart as the violin cried.

His face didn’t change but his emotions sure leaked through the music. It was the saddest and the most heartbreaking tune I heard in my life. I might have been losing my mind but I had the feeling that in his music he was crying out for help.

Kuro is always so far away, he’s not just like everyone else. He lies alone somewhere inside himself and he never shows any hint of emotion. However, I don’t think it’s because he doesn’t have any. As I hear him play like that I get the feeling that all these emotions, joy, sadness, loneliness, pain, he keeps them all bundled up inside.

“Kuro” I whispered, I was surprised at the gentleness of my tone. He abruptly stopped to look at me. Everyone else looked around wondering why he was stopping. I appears like he’s the only one that heard me. Or did I really call out his name at all? I had this uncontrollable urge to reach out to him, to put a comforting hand on him.
My voice had been so low, he shouldn’t have been able to hear me but for the fraction of a second it felt like I had touched him. I didn’t make sense since we were standing so far away from each other but somehow my desire to touch him, even if it was only in thoughts, it got through to him.

For an instant was just looked at each other, our mismatched eyes were locked together but neither of us dared speak a single word. “It’s alright, don’t worry.” His eyes seemed to say before he picked up his violin again. I nodded to reassure him, as if he had actually spoken these words.

As if he had put his emotionless mask back on he started to play again. He went back to his original melody and all emotions from the piece vanished once again. I shook my head wondering if I had just imagine that scene. The other students in the room shrugged it off as if nothing happened. In fact, the moment that had felt to me like a few minutes was actually only a few seconds. To everybody else Kuro had just send a stray glance at me and the exchange of words between us never really happened.

I was wrong to call Kuro a traitor earlier because he paid me back by playing. He didn’t keep it under something ‘quick’ and he played non-stop until the bell rang. Jordan was enraged at my satisfaction but he couldn’t help but enjoy his nephew’s flawless playing. However the only thing I could think about really was the few moments where Kuro’s music became melancholic, no one else seemed to have realised it though.

“You’re on my side after all, brat.” I commented, shaking myself out of my trance. He cocked his head to the side.

“We’re partners aren’t we?” He asked, I smirked as a response.

Partners. Is that what we are? Kuro always looks after me and he keeps me out of trouble. I got over my initial hatred I had toward him, so I guess we could call ourselves friends. Kuro doesn’t judge me and he already admitted caring for my rather than pitying me. He’s also the only person I have ever had the urge to trust even though I barely know him. But partners implied that our relationship went on both sides. That doesn’t quite work. He might be very good to me but I never gave him anything in return. Partners doesn’t sound quite right.

“Don’t misunderstand me Kowai Kao Kuro, I’m not partners with an arrogant brat like you. It’s only a temporary truce.” I said rudely. He swiftly looked away, a pang of guilt immediately squeezed my heart. Why do I have to be such a proud bastard. I open my mouth, but to say what? As quickly as he had looked away his gaze was back on my face and the hurt I could have sworn I had seen melted back into nothingness. He only nodded in understanding.

“You’d better hurry back and go get changed, Nagayama sensei won’t be too pleased if we’re not ready by the time he gets to class.” He said turning his back on me, dragging us as far as he could from our previous topic.

“Yeah, I’ll see you in gym. I’m completely frozen out here.” I said rubbing my fingers together. He nodded me off and I made my way all the way around the school to get back inside. He brushed me off just like nothing even happened. Maybe I’m the one who worries too much about it. That redhead probably doesn’t give a damn about what I think. I rubbed my forehead in desperation, it’s probably because he shows so little emotion I’m starting to imagine them.

I was eager to go to gym class, the teacher announced yesterday we would be doing some karate. That was a sport I really didn’t mind doing. Even though I don’t any official title nor any belts I studied the sport in Japan. According to some people who really practice the sport, I’m at the level of a second Dan at least.

The teacher made us dress into some white kimono to practice the sport. I was getting excited as I tied the belt around my waist. I hadn’t practiced this sport for at least three years. Of course, I kept training but I hadn’t practiced it formally ever since I left Japan. When I came out of the dressing room I could help but laugh at the small redhead who was dressed in a kimono about twice his size.

“I think you should wear one of the child sizes.” I observed suppressing a chuckle.

“I might be a little small for a guy.” He said looking at himself.

“A little?” I questioned bursting out laughing.

“It’s not my fault I couldn’t grow as big as you.” He said blushing.

“That’s at least one thing you failed at.” I agreed ruffling his red hair out of order.

“Guys get ready!” the teacher called. We all headed out into the gym. While the teacher made some explanations Kuro took that opportunity to tie his hair back so they didn’t went into his face when he’d have to fight. That’s a smart move, I wish I had thought o that too. My hair have grown a lot since I left Japan, they could become bothersome in a fight.

“Is there anyone who really wants to fight someone in particular? Now is the time to let out your frustrations.” The teacher said.

“I want to fight Kowai Kao Kuro!” I called raising my hand. I still had that race I lost to him fresh in my memory. Karate is my sport; I could finally show him what I’m made of.

“Namikaze do you mind?” The bulky man asked.

“It suits me, I don’t turn down challenges.” He said standing up nonchalantly. ‘That arrogant brat’ I couldn’t help but think. However this time he won’t humiliate me, I at least stand a chance in this sport. We both made our way to the middle of the gym and we bowed to each other respectfully.

“Remember boy I don’t want to have to send people at the infirmary for broken bones nor do I want my gym to turn into a blood bath.” The teacher warned. “Hajime!” He called.

By now I should stop being impressed by the stupid brat. It was already halfway through the match and I hadn’t been able to land a single hit on him. The only thing I managed to do against his rapid succession of hit was to block. My arms were even starting to ache under the constant abuse. He was a quick little bastard so I needed to think it out and chose the right moment to hit him. After he landed a solid hit to my chest I let my defence down and finally managed to strike him.

My fits landed squarely under his collarbone at my full force. I felt him shudder under the force of the impact. For a moment he even forgot about me and reached to the spot I had just hit.

“I got you.” I murmured confidently before I send a hit to his stomach. However, I stopped just before I hit him. He had braced himself for the hit so he blinked in surprise.

“The match goes to Inoue!” The teacher called. I could finally relax my stance. The redhead was still holding his shoulder form the previous hit that’s why I decided not to hit him at the last moment. If I had hit him in the solar plexus at my strength I would have knocked him out for sure. Kuro might by quick and smart in this sport but he’s still a frail boy. He can’t take a hit the way I could.

“I want to fight against Namikaze kun too. I’ve gotten better since last year, I can’t finally take my revenge for last year’s humiliating defeat.” A dark haired boy said standing up. If I remember correctly, his name is Nagayama. I shot a glare at him. Kuro still hadn’t recovered from our match, especially since I injured him. I hoped the teacher didn’t give him the match.

“That’s the match we’ve all been waiting for.” The teacher said enthusiastically. It isn’t to fortunate for Kuro that the teacher also has the name Nagayama. These two are father and son. Instead of sitting down the redhead walked back to the middle of the gym along with Nagayama. I glared daggers at the bastard’s back.

“Hajime!” The teacher called. Nagayama is quite the popular gym so a lot of cheering arose in the gym.Thankfully, Kuro still had some energy to spare. He was still pretty quick on his feet and could force Nagayama to protect himself. However, he was obviously protecting his shoulder where I had hit him. That’s exactly where the dark haired teen chose to hit him. From where I sat I could clearly see the redhead gasp in pain and grab his shoulder again. His head dropped slightly as he tried to regain his breath. I could see the sweat tickle down his chin.
Nagayama smirked. He wasn’t satisfied with landing a good hit on the boy, I could see in his eyes that he needed to some more damage. He backed up a little, he was positioning himself to get a good kick at the boy.

“Kuro!” I shouted in attempt to warn him. He heard me but he wasn’t quick enough to block the kick that came in contact with his left temple.

“What the hell?” I shouted standing up angrily. Nagayama had stroke him at the top of his strength, the boy didn’t have the time to realised what was going on and crashed into the floor under the force of the impact. He didn’t even managed to break his fall knocked his head against the tile floor with a sickening thud.

“Sit down Inoue. Kick to the face are allowed in karate.” The teacher said. I shook in anger.

“His defences were down he couldn’t even block it if he had wanted too!” I shouted.

“Come on Namikaze get up, we still have a few seconds to go. Do you give up Shorty?” The bastard asked while the boy laid on the floor clenching the side of his head with a shaky hand. I couldn’t stand the sight a moment more and sprinted over to Nagayama and punched him square on the jaw. I wasn’t even satisfied when I heard the bones in his jaw snapped. It was now the dark haired teens turn to fall to his knees and clench his face in pain. He coughed a generous amount of blood on the floor.

I would have smashed his face some more but I was far more concerned about the small redhead. I knelt down beside the boy to check out his injury, I was surprised he was even conscious after such a hit. I ignored the other students’ angry protests.

“How dare you do something like this to my son!” the older Nagayama shouted rushing over to his precious child. I carefully lifted Kuro’s upper body and forced him to lay his head against my chest instead. Nagayama had hit him with enough strength to split the skin open. It was bleeding but it was hard to see with Kuro’s hand clenching the tender spot. His eyebrows were knitted together and his eyes were clenched in pain as he was breathing heavily. I never saw so much emotion in his face before and to be honest it scared me.

“Are you an idiot, you let your son injure other students and act like nothing his wrong. Are you trying to kill him?” I shouted my face must have turned red with anger. “Look at how small this boy is, do you think you can treat him like a punching bag?” I asked.

“This arrogant brat humiliated last year.” Nagayama tried to say but he was hard to understand with his broken jaw.

“You did that to a boy that defeated you in a fair fight!” I shouted. I couldn’t believe these block head. I knew at least one thing about Kuro and it’s that he’s an honourable person. I doubt he even injured Nagayama in their battle.

“Take my son to the infirmary. I’ve had enough of your attitude Inoue. I honestly hate the both of you. I’m keeping you two here in detention.” The teacher shouted, he urged the other students. Within a few seconds I had laid the redhead on the floor and I was in front of the teacher with my fist curled in to the front of his shirt.

“Really now, you’re going to keep us in detention here are you?” I asked with my ‘demon glare.’ The teacher almost seem to grow smaller as he tries to shrink away from my grasp.

“This is not a joke Inoue. I swear if you hit me you’ll get suspended.” He said trying to sway me to calm down. But I ignore his threats and slam my fist into his face with enough force to send to larger man crumbing to his knees and dazed for a moment. The other students either gasped or rush to his side the moment I drop the man.
“I’ll be glad to get suspended if it’s for smashing your ugly face in.” I commented coldly before returning to Kuro’s side. I crouch beside him and lift him into a sitting position, he’s too dizzy to hold himself up on his own so keep a securing arm around his back.

“Are you alright?” I asked, my voice was turning uncharacteristically gentle. My frowned deepened when he didn’t answer. He’s eyes were screwed shut and his breathing was irregular, I knew he wasn’t unconscious so I figured he must be confused by the shock. “Hey, Kuro, say something to me.” I almost pleading, the worry was making my voice much less controlled.

“Yuuri?” He questioned, his voice was much too weak for my liking but still better than nothing.
“Yeah, it’s me.” I said with a relieved smile.

“Thanks.” He said. He was a little more conscious than I thought. Enough to have witness the entire scene between me and the teacher.

“Don’t mentioned it, we’re partners after all.” I said fighting a blush. His eyes widened and he looked at me. “Beside, I get stand people that fight dirty, it’s an insult to martial arts.” I said in order to mask my earlier tenderness. “Can you manage to stand?” I asked, the position that we were in was becoming a little uncomfortable. The other students had long dragged the teacher away.

“Yeah, it fine.” He said. I helped him up to his feet slowly. He seemed to be fighting dizziness all the while because he didn’t manage to steady himself on his own. He grabbed my arm for support.

“You don’t look too good there buddy.” I alerted him. Once again his response his slow and his movements are sluggish. He still hasn’t got over the hit, I have a feeling he might be having a concussion. I pulled his arm over my shoulder so I could support him more efficiently. His first reaction was to try and push me away. I’ve noticed that he’s also quite proud and he doesn’t accept help from people easily.

“Don’t push yourself, I’ll help you get to the nurse’s office.” I said grumpily, as if I had no other chose. I want to slap myself for my stupid pride. Why couldn’t I say it like I wanted to help him? I do, he’d do the same for me ten times over. He lets himself slump a little against me. Even though I sounded like he was a bothered he probably read right through me once again. When I got the nurse’s office I was glad to see that Nagayama brought his son to the hospital instead of here. At least I won’t have to deal with him for a while.

As we got into the nurse’s office it was completely empty but there was a sign on the door saying: ‘Gone to get lunch, help yourself.’ I almost face fault when I saw the note. That’s a little irresponsible for the nurse to leave his office unattended. I’ve never met the man but apparently he’s the laziest nurse on earth and he’s not there half of the time. I shook my head and helped Kuro to sit on the bed.

“Ice, ice, ice.” I said looking around the refrigerator to find some ice. I did found it through all the snacks the man keeps there. I wrapped the ice pack in a towel and brought it back to the boy. “There hold that to your head.” I said handing him the cold bundle.

“Thanks.” He said, his voice was still weak, slightly slurred but I think he was beginning to regain his strengths.

“Let me see you shoulder, how does that feel?” I asked pulling his kimono open, thankfully those are easy to remove.

“You gave me a good hit there, but I can’t really feel it right now.” He explained. His shoulder had turn an angry shade of dark purplish-blue.

“Believe me, if you don’t feel it now wait a couple of hours.” I said while getting another pack of ice.
“Why did you stop?” He asked holding my hand there as he took the ice.

“You moron.” I muttered angrily. He looked up at me and gave me a questioning look. “Don’t compare me to Nagayama!” I bark. “Did you think I would fight you to hurt you?” I asked, I was sincerely angry. Wasn’t Kuro the one that said he would never judge me? That he trusted me? Did he seriously think I would hurt him?

“I,” For once he didn’t seem to know what so say.

“So you did think I was going to hurt you, that I seriously wanted to hurt you!” I shouted slamming my fist in the wall. “After all I’m no better than Nagayama!” I shouted, he winced at my tone. “Why the hell did I ever trust you!” I shouted.

“Yuuri,” He started.

“Damare!” I shouted, when I get angry I tend to go back to my Japanese roots. “Just, don’t waste your pity on me, if it’s to make yourself feel better go find yourself another idiot!” I barked storming out of the room and slamming the office’s door. As I walked out I almost rammed into the nurse.

“Take care of the boy.” I couldn’t help but mutter angrily at the man. Even though I’m so angry, even if I feel so betrayed by the redhead, why the hell can’t I help but worry about him anyways? I should have known he’d be no different than everybody out there. Not one can honestly be so nice. I’m such an idiot for actually trusting him. On my way out of the school I had to walk by the principle’s office. The man came out to stop me.

“Inoue kun, can you come into my office for a moment.” He asked with a severe look on his face.

“I know the drill, see you in a week” I said raising a proud middle finger as I passed by him.

“Inoue kun, Inoue kun!” He yelled after me but I didn’t even bother look back. I didn’t even give any damn that I was still wearing my kimono and that I was leaving my gym bag and uniform back in the locker room. I think I made it to my apartment in record time, once I get there I shut the door lock and sit down on the floor with my back against it.

“What the hell was I thinking getting emotionally attached to someone like that.” I said throwing my head in hands. I can’t believe I was so foolish. He has to have this air about him that makes you trust him. How could I ever think that this boy was harmless.

I take out the cell phone Ren gave me and I dialled in my boss’ number to tell him that I can come early. I’ll only keep tormenting myself if I stay here. God I hate this shit hole. Maybe it’s time I leave. It’s already been a month since I promised Nomi I’d try this school, there’s nothing holding me back here anymore. At one point I thought maybe these people might have accepted me just like I am but they all still think of me as a worthless punk. Kuro thinks I want to hurt him for god’s sake. Doesn’t he know that I’d never hurt him? Can’t he feel people’s emotion? He should know that I could never lift a hand on him, after all, he’s the one that made me so docile. Once I’ve talked to my boss I call Ren.

“Yes, hello?” He answered.

“I’m not coming, I’m suspended.” I said grumpily.

“Yuuri kun? Is that you? What did you do again?” He asked severely.

“I broke Nagayama’s jaw and shoved my fist in the teacher’s face.” I explained with an annoyed tone.

“Why did you do that for?” He asked in a shock manner.

“The pissed the hell out of me.” I simply said, I’m not about to go tell him I did it for the red haired brat. “Say Ren, would you mind going at the principle’s office and ask him how many days I’m out, I stormed out giving him the finger so I might be out of the school definitely. So would you mind checking that out of me?” I asked, my tone soften as I asked him a favour. I didn’t want to sound like I was ordering him around either. Shindou Ren doesn’t let anybody order him around anyways.

“Sure, I’ll call you to tell you.” He said with a sigh. “You really got to stop picking up fights with people, you’ll put yourself in trouble someday.” He said, he was probably shaking his head at that. Ren tends to act like a concerned older sister or brother.

“Thanks.” I said with a small smile. I’m glad I can still count on someone to some extent. He probably won’t be as nice though once he hears what happened between me and Kuro. Everybody is always so protective of the boy, it’s probably the only reason most of them talk to me for in the first place.

“Are you alright? You sound a little down.” Ren commented.

“It’s nothing, I’m still pissed at the bastard.” I said forcing back my angered tone on. Ren must have shaken his head at this too.

“Take care of yourself Yuuri kun.” He said before hanging up. I finally stood up. I have to take a shower before going off to work, I just came out of gym. When I take off my kimono top I see all the blackish bruises on my chest and along my arms. I was really taking a beating from the brat, he’s really good. He probably practiced karate before, I wonder if he still does. I shake my head angrily at the thought. Why am I still thinking about him? I put my head under the cold stream of the shower to clear my head a little. A shiver runs down my spine but it sure feels refreshing.

When I walked into the restaurant it was around two, Nestley gave me a weird look. But I shrugged her off went into the employee’s room to change into my uniform.

“What’s wrong Yuuri? You don’t usually work this early.” She gave me a questioning look form the doorway. I look up at her, I haven’t seen her for a while, we don’t work on the same shifts anymore that much. I get the feeling that she might have been avoiding recently. Before she would come to my place almost every night to share a drink, some nights she stayed over and she would share her body too. I wonder if it’s because she found herself a boyfriend. Or it might have been because I would always act so cold during sex, I never really returned her feelings. It’s not because I don’t feel anything for her, it’s rather because I’ve never been able to return any women’s feeling. I’ve always been a complete jerk toward women, even to those, like Nestley, that I cared a lot for.

“I got kicked out of school for hitting a teacher.” I said slipping my shirt over my head. “I haven’t seen you in a while.” I commented.

“Ah, that. They needed someone else for the day shift, the last girl just left unexpectedly.” She said, it’s probably a lie but I don’t want to dig into it too much. I don’t want it to be a lie, I want to know that she had a good reason to avoid me. I clenched my fist a looked down but she was facing me back so she didn’t see the gesture. I wouldn’t say I’m sorry and I wouldn’t say that I missed her. I can’t say it and I hate myself for it. She’ll keep on thinking that I don’t care about her because I’m too proud to even apologize.

“While, let’s not make the clients wait.” I said turning around and give her one of my determined smirk. She frowned sadly for a moment but forced herself to smile back. I want to hit myself for it, she told me once how much she liked that smile. I need to stop hurting her, maybe it’s for the best after all if we don’t work on the same shifts. Maybe it’s about time both of us forget about this affair. She hasn’t come to my place for over a mouth without giving me a reason and I’ve got Chantal now. Hopefully things will sort themselves out. Could anything else go wrong this week?

Unfortunately for me, I had to get through a shift strait from hell. I never saw such a busy night during the week. Furthermore, there was a lot of whiny clients and kids. I got out of the restaurant at around two with a pounding headache. I didn’t get to talk with Nestley either since her shift finished at six. That left me alone with the other annoying female waitress group. These little harpies spend the night trying to find out the best rumour and spread them among the clients. They’re always giggling behind their hands, especially when they look at me. I wonder what kind of ridiculous story they came up with.

Also, since Nestley left early I didn’t have a choice but to walk home through the blizzard that had just arose. On nights like tonight she would have given me a ride home. But except form Nestley there is absolutely no way I’m asking anybody else for a ride. Not that most of my coworkers wouldn’t give me one but they would complain about it for weeks to come. I’m especially grateful for the coat Kishimoto gave me, I don’t know how I would manage in this storm with my suede coat.

I grumpily climb of the steel steps to my apartment. The weather is not helping my mood in the less. I should be a little bit happier since up those stairs there is my apartment where I could warm up but the stupid shit hole doesn’t even have heating! In my sour mood I never realised the strange person like shape in front of my door until I was standing over him.

“What the,” I start when a pair of mismatched eyes looked up at me. The very last thing I was expecting tonight was to have Namikaze Kurorimi sitting in front of my door especially after the argument we had today.

“How long have you been here?” I asked, I wanted to sound angry, in an other situation I would have been; but now that I had Kuro sitting on my doorstep at two in the morning in a blizzard I could only manage worry. I quickly crouch beside him and grab his forearm.

“A while.” He said as typically monotone as he’s always been.

“How long is a while?” I asked frantically pulling him up in a standing position. I opened the door and hurried him inside. His coat is frozen stiff for the wind and the snow, his hair seem to have suffered the same fate. “Remove your coat.” I ordered but I was practically doing it for him, I stripped the coat off him and hanged it in the closet to give it a chance to dry.

“What kind of stupid idea went through your head?” I asked once again failing to sound angry. I pushed him along the hallway and to my room. During the day I leave the heater in my room and close the door so when I come back I have a warm place to sleep in. I rudely push him down to sit on my mattress, I also yank a thick blanket off the bed to wrap it around his shoulder.

“I wanted to apologize.” He said calmly, not fazed it the slightness by my fussing around.

“You stupid moron, couldn’t you just call or wait until I get back to school?” I asked running a hand through my hair desperately.

“Thanks, you’re very nice.” He said simply cocking his head to the side.

“What do you think, you’re frozen solid, of course I’ll let you in even though I’m pissed to hell out of you!” I shouted back at his stupid comment. “Wait here, I’ll go make some tea.” I said shaking my head in disbelief. I just can’t believe the brat as been waiting for me all that time. It makes me look like the jerk here. At the back of my mind I know it was stupid of me to run off on him earlier. I felt so betrayed after he asked me that question but when I left I should have known he would end up here. He did say he cared about me a few times and he doesn’t seem like the lying kind. He isn’t the lying kind, or else he wouldn’t have been freezing himself to death here. He waited patiently for me to return with the tea.

“Thank you.” He said as I handed him a cup, he was looking as of he was starting to warm up. His cheeks and nose were tinted red from the wind and the cold but he looked somewhat comfortable all huddle up in my blanket. “Sorry I made you worry.” He added.

“You moron, I think you’re the only one that could make me care after you even when I’m so pissed at you.” I said in a huff sitting down on the mattress beside him.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you feel like that earlier.” He said looking down at his steaming cup. “I shouldn’t have asked such a question. It’s my own stupid fear.” He confessed.

“Fear?” I asked frowning slightly.

“It’s ridiculous, but I used to practice karate and I was pretty good at it.” He started. I could have guest that, no rookie could have hit me that much. “But as I grew older the people in my age group grew a lot bigger and stronger.”

“Would they bully you?” I asked cutting in. He nodded.

“Since I was pretty good technique wise the others wouldn’t hold back. I didn’t think someone as proud as you would hold back for my sake.” He said. I was surprised to hear him speak about his fear like that. He’s also willing to step on his pride to admit this to me.

“I would have knocked you strait out if I had punched you there at my strength!” I explained. “I would never strike you to hurt you. We’re friends after all.” I said crossing my arms.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have thought that.” He said clenching the cup in his hands until his knuckles turned white. I grabbed the empty cup out of his hands.

“Don’t apologize anymore, we’re cool okay? I over reacted too.” I said. I’m not going to say this out loud but I’m very glad that he’s willing to trust me back. That way I can give a little back for all his kindness.

“Would you mind if I stayed the night. I told my mother I was at a friend’s house, she’ll get worried if I come back at this time of the night.” He asked, which remained me that it was over two in the morning.

“Oh, yeah, sure. You stupid moron, I can’t believe you did something dumb like that.” I said pushing the boy to make him fall on his side.

“I’m sorry, I’ll just sleep on the couch, you won’t even know I’m here.” He said standing up.

“You idiot.” I insulted the poor redhead again pulling him back on the mattress none too gently. “You’re still shivering and there is no heating out of this room.” I explained sounding a little more annoyed than caring. “As look as you don’t touch me too much it’ll be fine.” I added. He eyed the mattress and I could practically read ‘how do you want me not to touch you on such a small mattress’ on his face but he didn’t say anything.

I removed more of my cloths and only kept on my underwear to sleep. He removed his jeans but he kept on his sweater, I assume he might still be cold. We laid down on our side of the bed, back to back, but our backs were touching. I could feel a pleasant heat radiate from him. I don’t usually let anyone sleep in my bed, I even have trouble sleeping next to a woman but I’ll make an exception for him tonight. I even fell asleep pretty fast next to him.

“What does Hitsugi sleep with dudes too?” I could vaguely hear. ‘Hitsugi?’ Wait who is talking. I just wanted to shut the voice out. It feels like morning came way too fast, beside I’m all warm and comfortable. I bury my face deep into my pillow, however, it’s uncharacteristically warm and I can feel something tickle my forehead. When I move something under me groaned before rising sharply and coming back down.

“I was pretty late.” A monotone voice answered breathlessly, almost as if he had a big pressure on his chest.. I frowned, that’s Kuro’s voice, and the more I think about it the more I notice how lumpy and nice smelling this *mattress* was.

“Kuro!” I exclaimed pushing myself up with my forearm. He groans when I shift position.

“Yuuri I can’t breath like that.” He moans shutting one of his eye to look up at me. I stared at him in shock. Like I feared, I was lying on top of him! The pillow I thought I was burying my face against was actually the crock of his neck. He’s the comfortable thing I was hugging in my sleep!

“You’re crushing the poor boy.” This time I recognized Chantal’s voice. She was currently standing in the doorway looking at the scene with a smug smirk. I quickly scrambled of the boy, my face must have been as red as a tomato by than.

“How the hell did you get under me!” I asked pointing at him in accusation.

“You rolled on top of me.” He said finally able to breath more freely.

“I never thought you and Namikaze.” She said raising an eyebrow, implying much more than what had actually happened.

“No, don’t even go there, it’s nothing like that really. It was cold and I must have grabbed him because he was warm.” I said in attempt to defend myself. It was true, as if me and Kuro would have that kind of relationship but the blush on my face was probably giving her even more reasons to imply something had happened between the two of us.

“I came over to help Yuuri on a homework yesterday but it was pretty late by the time I was done so I slept over.” Kuro explained cocking his head to the side, lying to get Chantal off my back.

“Yeah, it’s so cold in here I wouldn’t even let a dog sleep out in the living room.” I commented, giving her a good reason for why we were both in the same bed.

“Yeah, what the hell is up with your heating, it’s colder in the living room than it is outside.” She said frowning down on me.

“The heating broke last year, the landlord is an ass and won’t fix it.” I groaned running a hand through my hair. I frowned and looked up at her.

“By the way, how the hell did you get in here?” I asked. I’m pretty sure I looked the door last night.

“I used the double you keep in the cupboard, you know the one you told me to take yesterday.” She said with a sly smile. I held back from calling her a sneaky bitch in front of Kuro.

“Oh yeah, that one.” I said frowned severely at her. Her grin only widened. She must have been looking over my stuff, how else would she have known about the double I keep in the cupboard?

“I made some coffee for when you’re ready.” She said turning around.

“That woman!” I groaned in frustration burying my face in the pillow.

“Is she your girlfriend?” Kuro asked.

“Not quite, she’s a friend.” I said, I’m not sure I want to call her my girlfriend, we only had sex once and I don’t think our relationship will go farther then that. We’re doing nothing but serving our own interests. “Have you been awake for a while.” I asked.

“I don’t sleep that much.” He simply said. I could have almost guest the answer, from the dark circles he always has around his eyes. He looks as if he didn’t have a good night of sleep in a really long time.

“It’s late, I don’t think you’ll have time to go change home.” I said looking at my alarm clock. I’m still fidgeting uncomfortable, what bothered was how much I enjoy the position we were in but he doesn’t show any sign of being affected by any of it. Somehow, I wouldn’t admit it to myself but I wished this would affect him at least a little.

“That’s alright, I’ll call my brother and have him bring my uniform to school.” He said nonchalantly. I nodded. He finally decided to move, he crawled over me to get off the market, he slipped on his faded jeans and headed for the kitchen to go drink coffee with Chantal. I followed a few minutes later dressed only in my underwear and a opened white dress shirt.

“Why are you not in uniform yet, you’ll be late for school.” Chantal said.

“You mean you haven’t heard about it? I got kicked out of school for hitting Nagayama. Both of them.” I said grabbing a cup of black coffee.

“You’re not expelled actually. Namikaze here told the principle what really happened, some students were called in as witnesses too. Nagayama lost his job.” She explained, my eyes widened at her then I turned at Kuro for confirmation. He nodded.

“Why didn’t you tell me that last night Kowai Kao Kuro?” I asked angrily throwing a drying piece of bread to the boy’s head. He blinked as the bread it’s him but he doesn’t react more than that.

“You never asked me.” He simply explained.

“Don’t you think that’s important enough for you to tell me.” I asked messing up the boy’s red mane with both hand in frustration. I wasn’t really angry, I was actually pretty content that ass of a teacher got what he deserved. Of course Kuro was the one that fixed my problem once more. I wonder if he’ll get tiered of watching my back one day.

“You boys stop fighting, you’ll be late Hitsugi if you don’t move your ass.” Chantal warned me.

“I know, I know. And don’t call me Hitsugi!” I complained releasing the boy and heading toward my room to change. I can’t believe I almost forgot about Chantal being here, I was too busy messing with Kuro but still. I should be more aware of my love interest then this weird faced brat. It must be because he’s a redhead too, I’ve always had a thing for redheads.

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So, here goes for this week. Yuuri`s being his usual anger time bomb, what`s new about that but he`s definatly warming up to Kuro and it`s mutual since Kuro didn`t feel as trusting with Yuuri at the beginning. And now Yuuri`s got a bed partner, wonder how Kuro feels about that. He`s probably making Chantal voodoo dolls in his basement. He look calm and nice but he`s probably a sick and sadistic bastard.Just joking but he`s probably not neutral about this.

Now, you guys need to tell me what you think, if this is too long or there`s a secne that doen`t fit tell me. I`m starting to feel lik this story is really slow paced, I never realised that before i started posting it. But it is coming together, I swear!

Until next time, take care.