Un musicien parmi tant d`autre

You guys, I'm so very sorry for the long gap but I had a big problem with this chapter. I wrote it and was about to post it when I realised I really hated this chapter. I decided I wouldn't post it than decided too, rewrote some parts a few times. That's why it took so long, especially since the only time I have to write really is the weekends and I haven't been home but I can swear that at least the two next chapter are completed. I should post one tommorow or Thuesday, I just have to reread it but I really like it so I won't have the same problem. I hope you can still enjoy this chapter and if you've wait for this update all that time I'm really greatful. I'll try really hard to keep up with the updates from now on cause I've got plenty of good idea! Thanks for waiting!

Now on with the reviews,

BRM- Purr, nuzzle, cuddle? That's simply addorable! ~Pats head~ On that note, if BRM shall become my pet cat I will have all I need to finaly become an evil overlord!Thanks, your reviews are always energetic.

kylee- Is it me or do you really not like Chantal? ~Asks while helping both Kuro and kylee make voodoo dolls~ No actually, I really like Chantal's character, if not for the fact that she's stelling Yuuri's attention away from Kuro. She's supposed to be really sneaky and annoying and beleive me thanks to her the boys won't have get to forget that they slept together! She's also the kind to take everything for granted to she gives herself the permision to just barge into Yuuri's place unvited. Hopefully she won't take Yuuri's attention away from Yuuri for too long. What am I saying? I know exactly what going to happend so it's for you guys to keep wondering! Thanks for the review.

Lisa- I love the idea of keeping Yuuri on Prozzak but the question is; would he take it willingly? It would probably take you, me BMR, kylee with both Hibari and Kishimoto plus Kuro sitting on his croch to hold him down long enough to manage to shove the pill down his throat and that for at least the first month until he gets used to it and stop fighting back. But Yuuri is a good person somewhere inside that heart of his, he'd never let any of his friend, especially not Kuro, get hurt. And I think Yuuri's is starting to realise that Kuro is a little more surprise and althought he'll NEVER admit it but I'm sure he's looking forward to sleeping in the same bed as Kuro and I, of course, would love to right it. *grins* And I'm very sorry about the confusion! Thanks for the comment, it makes me super happy!

Antaris- New reader yay! Welcome to this story and I hope you enjoy what's to come!

And finaly Chapter 11-

I quickly got used to having Chantal around, sure, she’s still annoying and much to inquiring but she’s good company. Sadly, even though she might be awesome at sex she can’t seem to chase the lonely feeling away. She’s smart, sexy and she as a spunky attitude. I should just content myself with being with her and not expect to much. I doubt it’s possible to find a person that can completely fill the void. I was born like that and I’ll probably die like that.

She had been annoying me about the stupid heating all the time so I finally convinced the landlord to fix it. I’ve been freezing my ass here ever since I got the damn place. It was pretty expensive though they had to redo the whole thing and the bastard made me pay for the whole thing when I wasn’t the one who broke it in the first place. I’m sick of putting up with him but I can’t complain since he’s letting me stay here illegally. If the government were to find I have fake papers I would be in deep trouble so I’ve got no choice but to pay a high price for this shit hole and shut my mouth.

This morning I was disappointed to open the cupboard and find out that there was not a single grain of rice left. I sighed deeply and my stomach growled. I don’t know why I bothered checking since I’ve found it empty for the last two mornings. I’ve finally ran out of food. I’ve been living on that box of rice for almost two weeks now but I’m really at the end of my rope.

I swear, that landlord really likes to make me miserable, he had to fix the heating at the same time as my rent was due. All the money I earned last week I had to use it to pay him back. Thankfully, I paid the last bit yesterday so the money I make at the café today I can use it to buy some food.

It’s a good thing because almost three days without food as begun to make me cranky, I find that I’m much more easy to anger when I’m hungry. So I’m grateful I got used to working in Ren’s silly café. I learn from my mistakes and after all it’s not that hard to take care of the annoying band of mischievous girls that come practically every day. All I have to do is to find them a table the moment they arrive and take them their drinks before they even ask for them. Somehow, they seem to find that very gallant. Only then will they start to chat among themselves.

If it ever happened that there would be no more tables left I’d have to start meaningless conversation with them that doesn’t revolve around my personal life. However, with all the practice I had I don’t think I could brace myself for the person that walked in on that fateful Monday in mid-November.

Thanks to my stinking luck, it arrived while I was standing at the door to welcome the clients. I believe my heart must have stopped, in a bad way, when it burst in the café. It was six foot tall of make-up, frills and most importantly, smelly perfume.

“Oh my god! This uniform is so adorable!” It exclaimed in a painfully high pitch as it started touching me as well as admiring my uniform. Disturbingly, even though this person was the symbol itself of femininity, I had no trouble telling it was a man.

His face was much too long and triangular to be the face of a woman. He had chin length curly dirty brown hair, grey eyes and a long slender nose. He had long leg and finely manicured finger furthermore; he was wearing a mid-tight beige dress with frill at the bottom and at the cuffs. It was a winter dress that he whore with dark tights and fancy brown leather boots. He was just like a woman from head to toes but unlike Shindou Ren, he didn’t have a feminine body.

“Ren chose such a beautiful boy to work for him too!” He exclaimed. Now he was toughing my face and my hair. My fuse is getting short. I don’t really enjoy it when strange cross-dresser start touching me.

“Hands off dude! I’m not part of the furniture!” I snapped. He took a step back and frowned. I never expected the hand that came to my face. It was so shocked by the slap that my mouth just hung open.

“How rude, that’s no way to treat a client. You’re quite handsome but you have absolutely no manners.” He said putting a hand on his hip.

“You b***h!” I finally reacted. The comment earned me another slap across the face. I can’t believe the nerve of that guy!

“Yuuri kun, what’s with all the commotion? I swear if you’re yelling after a client again…” I heard Ren’s angry voice come from the kitchen. He sounded pretty mad, he must have heard me all the way from the kitchen. However, he stopped abruptly behind me when he arrived into the hall.

“Nitta senpai!” Ren exclaimed jumping at the older okama’s neck.

“Ren chan!” The blond exclaimed hugging his kohai back. “How have you been?” He asked kissing his cheeks.

“I’ve been doing fine. We have a lot more clients this year. I have some interesting new employee’s too.” Ren said excitedly.

“Interesting? Are they all rude like this boy?” Nitta questioned pointing at me. Ren slowly turned to me. I swear if he would have be a cartoon character there would be fire in his eyes.

“So you were yelling at one of my clients and Nitta senpai none the less!” Ren exclaimed dramatically.

“What did you want me to do? That weirdo just busted in here and start touching me to his heart’s content then he slaps me around!” I said in attempt to defend myself.

“Weirdo?” Ren exclaimed. Oh God, why did I say that? “You should have a bit more respect. It’s all thanks to him that you have a job here today. Nitta Yuu senpai is the founder of this Lolita café!” Ren said proudly.

“So it’s because of this creepy okama that I have to wear this silly uniform.” I said grumpily.

“Yuuri, apologize idiot!” Ren ordered slapping me at the back of the head.

“Ow! You Okama are violent!” I shouted stepping away and pointing at them angrily. God, I’m in no mood to deal with this. I rub my temple, I’ve been feeling unusually tiered in the last few days.

“Why did you hire this rude punk?” Nitta asked.

“The more I look at him the more I feel that he’s this year’s charity case.” The dark haired okama sighed.
“I’m not a charity case!” I yelled.

“What’s all this shouting about?” Kishimoto asked his head poking out of the doorway. “Why did I have to ask? Of course it’s going to be Inoue.” He answered his own question.

“Shut up!” I snapped. Why do they always have to gang up against me?

“You’re Kishimoto kun right?” Nitta asked.

“Yes, we haven’t seen you in a while Nitta senpai.” Kishimoto said walking toward his elder.

“You’ve become rather handsome.” Nitta complimented him.

“You’re still as fresh and graceful as ever senpai.” The white haired teen said laying a kiss on top of the okama’s hand.

“You’re quite gallant too, unlike a certain blue haired boy.” Nitta said shooting a glance me way. I gritted my teeth to keep me from throwing another insult at him.

“Come inside Nitta senpai, you’ll at least have a coffee with us won’t you?” Ren asked.

“I’m coming dear.” The cross-dresser.

“Allow me to take you to a table.” Kishimoto proposed giving him one of his one hundred dollar smiles.

“Thank you dear.” Nitta said grabbing the arm Kishimoto was holding out for him. “Take my coat boy.” He added throwing his long white fur coat at me.

“Do I look like a servant?” I muttered to myself.

“You’re more like a stain then a servant. You can at least get rid of a servant when they don’t do the job right.” Nitta answered before turning his back on me. I was fuming as I hung the heavy coat. Damn that b***h, who did he think he was to treat me this way? And there goes that damn sexy bastard Kishimoto, he’s always so gallant and so perfect.

“Hurry up blue haired boy, I don’t want to have my coffee in an hour from now.” Nitta called.

“That arrogant b***h!” I growled.

“Yuuri!” Ren yelled.

“I heard him, I’m coming.” I shouted. I muttered curses all the way to the kitchen. Kuro handed me the cup before I even got to the kitchen. He grabbed my arm for a moment.

“Did you lose weight?” He asked.

“It’s all in your head.” I growled. Damn, he noticed, it’s starting to show that I’ve been on a rice diet for a while.

“Do you want me to go serve him?” He asked.

“Don’t you even start, I can handle this arrogant okama on my own.” I said pointing severely at the redhead. He shook his head at my stubbornness. I doubt he trusted me not to go out without causing a commotion so he followed me back to the blond okama. I place the cup in front of him making sure I didn’t spill any. He at least won’t have to scold my service.

“I took you long enough, did you wait for the coffee to get cold.” He asked.

“It didn’t even take me a minute!” I contested.

“You even forgot about the cream and the sugar.” He reminded me. I was about to snap again but Kuro place the cream and the sugar before I could even say a word. “Kuro chan is working here too!” Nitta exclaimed excitedly as he saw the short boy.

“I haven’t quitted yet.” He said cocking his head to the side.

“I knew I could count on you to fix the blue haired boy’s horrible mistake.” Nitta said.
“Would you quit it already?” I snapped yet again.

“How have you been Kuro chan?” asked Nitta completely ignoring me. He pulled the boy closer to himself to get a better look at him.

“Yuuri kun, would you go take care of table 5?” Ren asked.

“Sure.” I groaned. I’m royally sick of these guys making fun of me. I would work here if I had another choice but since I go to school now I can’t work in the day, I have to at least win a bit of money while I’m at it. I tell myself I must be really unlucky as I see Junko and Yukari grinning at me from table 5. The brunette seems to be in an excellent mood today. Sadly it’s not such a good sign for me.

“My poor little Uke Yuuri is being so mistreated today. I’m such I can find a nice Seme to cuddle with you and make you feel better.” Junko said grinning.

“How many times do I have to tell you I’m not gay? And even if I would be I certainly wouldn’t be a bottom!” I shouted shaking my fist at her.

“He’s blushing, he must be in denial.” Yukari said. It’s the same usual teasing everyday but today my temper is shorter than usual especially with Ren’s senpai watching my every move.

“I’m not in denial!” I shouted slamming my tray down the table hard enough to make some drinks spill out of their cups. The girls shrieked loudly.

“Are you out of your mind Inoue?” Nitta asked standing up angrily.” What kind of host splash the drinks on their clients?” He asked putting a hand on his hip.

“That’s the kind of host I am!” I snapped grabbing a glass of water and throwing it’s content right at the blond okama’s face. He froze and stared at me in shock. “I only started working here because Ren asked me too, there’s nothing holding me in this stupid faggot café!” I shouted throwing the empty glass against the floor smashing it to pieces.

“Inoue get a hold of yourself!” Kishimoto said getting in-between me and Nitta.

“Shut up Kishimoto, I don’t need you to start lecturing me!” I growled.

“Apparently you do Inoue because you clearly lack some manners!” He shouted back. This time I answered him with a punch to the face. He whipped his slit lip before he gave me a punch of his own. His fist struck my cheek with so much force I felt it swollen instantly. This silly argument turned into a grave fist fight, everybody was getting agitated around us.

“Stop it you two!” Ren shouted but neither of us paid attention. The white haired teen chose that moment to split my bottom lip as well. “Stop fighting!” He shouted again. However I never thought he would do something as stupid as getting between the two of us. Instead of hitting the cock bastard my fist crashed into the okama’s face. I took a step backward as I realised my error. The dark haired teen was holding the side of his face in pain as Kishimoto held his shoulder to see the damage. That hit would leave a nasty black eye on his face when it would start to swollen.

“Ren chan dear are you alright?” Nitta asked dramatically running over to his pupil. Kishimoto shot a glare at me; I turned my head away and clenched my fist.

“I don’t even know why I hang out with such a bunch of losers as you guys.” I said before I dashed out of the café. I picked up my worn out jacked and my navy blue uniform beside the door before heading out. I could have sworn I heard Kuro say my name but I didn’t bother turning my head to find out. Once I got outside I spat a mouthful of blood on the pavement. I underestimated the cocky bastard, I didn’t think he could hold his end so well in a fight.

I sat on the edge of the sidewalk and lit up a smoke. I throw my head in my hands before I even start to smoke. What have I done? How could I ever raise a fist over Shindou? That boy gave me a job and kept me even though I caused nothing but trouble. How did I repay him? I disrespected his senpai, I cause chaos in the café he tries so hard to keep and I hit him. I’m such a jerk.

“Do you need a ride home?” I raised my head to see high heels in front of me. I looked up at Chantal’s brown eyes.

“Yeah.” I said standing up.

“What happened to your face?” She asked as I climbed in the passenger seat of her truck.

“I got in an argument with Kishimoto.” I muttered grumpily talking a long drag at the cigarette that had already burnt haft way.

“Would some booze make you feel better?” She asked tapping on the twenty-six pack of beer sitting in-between the two of us.

“I can’t make it worst.” I answered. Yeah, booze will make me feel better, it always has. At least tonight I won’t have to think about what I did at the café earlier. It might also make me forget that my last meal dates back to two days ago. I. I was counting on the money I would have me at the café today to eat. Damn! I only have my pay at the restaurant next week too. I asked the boss many time to pay me in advance and he always strictly refused.

“I work at six.” I said.

“I’ll wait for you.” She said. As I took a shower and got ready for work, I took a beer with her. Since I was early, I had the time for a quick one. I can’t believe this woman, she never gets tiered of doing it! Not that I’m complaining, I’m still young and I can take it as much as I want. My shift at work was long since I couldn’t stop thinking about what I did at the café. I didn’t get off work before two in the morning.

“Are you alright Yuuri? You seemed out of it today.” Nestley noticed.

“I’m fine, just some trouble at school.” I said.

“I can see that from your face. You have to be careful about that. The owner doesn’t really like it when you show up with a face like that. It looks bad in front of the clients.” She said.

“I know. I’ll be more careful from now on.” I swore with a smile.

“Do you need a ride home?” She asked.

“No, it’s alright. My girl is here to pick me up.” I reassured her as I waved her off. I was more than glad to finally crash on my couch. Chantal sat by my side and handed me a beer. She sat behind me on the couch, I leaned back so she had a knee on each side of my head.

“You’re so stressed, calm down Yuuri.” She said as she began to rub my stiff shoulders. “Take off your shirt.” She commended, I complied without a word. Now that my shirt was off she began a thorough massage. I was smoothing and I allowed myself to close my eyes and relax a little. She stopped when her hands got tired but I stayed in the same position, I was too comfortable to move. She went back to the fridge and gave me a new beer before she sat at my side.

“Here this is going to help you relax.” She said and I heard her light up something. Out of curiosity I opened my eyes to see him hold a joint in-between her fingers. She took a long drag before she held it out to me. I glared slightly and looked at it for a moment. “What’s wrong? Never smoked pot before?” She asked.

“No, no it’s fine. I did smoke pot before, I haven’t done it in a while though.” I explained. In a really long while, I’d see I haven’t smoked pot in over two years. I was thankful for the wave of peace that washed over me when I smoked with Chantal. For a while she pretty much just talked to herself as I smoked and drank. I don’t even know how much beer I took and how much time I just sat there staring into space.

“Hitsugi, let’s go to bed.” She said trying to catch my attention. “Hitsugi, I’m horny, let’s go to bed.” She said again shaking my shoulder this time.

“Yeah sure.” I slurred, I had no clue what time it was and how long she’d been talking. I’m not quite sure when I got on my bed with her on top of me.

“Come on Hitsugi, get that big boy up for me.” She said teasing the tip of limp member. I could barely make out any words at all. However, as she finally got it how she wanted and started riding me, my senses were suddenly hit by the strong smell of beer, smoke and sex. I began to feel very afraid and I didn’t feel the pleasure of her body around me.

“Stop, please stop.” I muttered, every part of my body were shaking violently. I felt threatened all of a sudden. The smell of smoke was making me sick and I saw bodies around me, all clothed with the painfully strong sent. I wasn’t going to escape this time, no one would save me this time. My body braced itself for a pain that would never come. In my intoxicated state the ghost of my past were back to hurt me, I wasn’t with Chantal anymore, I wasn’t safe anymore.

“Stop, please don’t.” I cried this time but I was too afraid to fight it off to push it away.

“Hitsugi what’s wrong with you?” A distant voice asked but in the state I was in I couldn’t hear it. The weigh lifted off my body. The smell of smoke was to strong I only managed to turn around before I was violently ill all over the floor. I must have passed out after that because everything went black.

When I woke up the room was already completely bright. I groaned and buried my head in my pillow, my head was pounding so bad I felt as if the world itself was shaking, and my stomach was making strange flip flops.

“Are you alright Hitsugi?” Chantal asked, everything was blurry but I recognized her since she’s the only one that calls my like that.

“What the hell?” I groaned.

“Was it the first time you smoked pot?” She asked.

“No it wasn’t.” I said.

“I never saw anyone bad trip like that over so little.” She said. That’s right, last night I smoke with Chantal. I hadn’t taken any for over two years, I had no clue I would bad trip like that. Somehow, I feel like it’s to be expected after last night.

“What happened?” I asked.

“You freaked out while we were having sex, you reacted like I was raping you or something than you puked all over the floor.” She explained.

“Damn.” I groaned sitting up. I can‘t believe I‘ve reacted like that. I haven‘t touched drug since I had an overdose over two years ago. It was a stupid thing to do but that seem to be all I can do in the last few days.

“You really can’t take your alcohol or something.” She said with a teasing grin. Not with an empty stomach I can’t. “You almost puked on me, you know?” She asked, I shook my head in desperation.

“I can’t remember shit.” I groaned. There’s no vomit on the floor like there should be. She was nice enough to pick it up for me. I press my hand to my stomach, it’s cramping painfully because of the hunger.

“Are you going to be okay?” She asked patting my back gently. I nodded but I felt really light headed, I hoped this gets better soon, I don’t want to spend all day here.

“I made some coffee earlier, it was the last of it but it’s cold now.” She said.

“It’s alright, I’ll drink it like that.” I said nonchalantly. The cold coffee was the least of my worries right now. I was still in a fight with my friends and that worried me a lot more.

“Did you know that there wasn’t even a slice of bread to eat here?” She asked. I nodded.

“I’ll go buy some when I come back from school.” I said, it was a lie though, I don’t even have enough money to buy food until I get paid at the restaurant. I was counting on my pay from the café to buy some food yesterday but after the fight I had with Ren I wasn’t going to ask him for my pay before leaving.

“Do you want to go have breakfast somewhere?” She asked. “I’ll pay for you.” She added. I shook my head. She already bought the beer I drank yesterday so I wasn’t about to make her buy me breakfast too. I’m a really bad boyfriend, I don’t even have a penny to spend on her.

“Nah, I feel sick, I don’t think I could stomach food right now.” I lied. My stomach was grumbling painfully for food.

“Are you still going to school in the state you’re in?” She asked.

“Yeah, I have too.” I said. I have to go to school. Even with the mother of all hangover I was determined to get to school. If I didn’t go the others would think I’m a coward after yesterday’s fight. I wish I at least had a few painkillers but if I could buy food I could even least buy those. I’d just have to tough it out.

I didn’t even bother take a shower before going to school, I was so smashed I didn’t even cared if I still smell like alcohol. Chantal drove me to school. When I got to school the second class, history had already begun. I got in as discretely as I could and sunk in my seat beside Santa. I held my head in my hands; it was pounding so bad I couldn’t focus on anything the teacher said.

“Are you alright Yuukun, you look a bit pale?” My pink haired friend asked.

“Hangover.” I groaned rubbing my temples.

“Did you take anything for that?” He asked; I shook my head.

“Come to the student council room during lunch break, I’ll give you some painkillers.” He said.

“You’re my saviour.” I whispered. When the bell rang Kuro caught my arm before I could leave. My body tensed up, I hadn’t even had the guts to glance is way during class. I didn’t want to confront him after what I did yesterday.

“Ren’ s got a black eye but it’s nothing that won’t heal in a few days. It shouldn’t leave a mark either.” He said. I looked down at him for a moment; his left cheek was red and swollen. I frown in question but he left without saying another word. I shrugged it off and followed Santa to the student council room. He must have heard about yesterday’s incident so I’m surprised he hasn’t brought it up yet.

It was the first time I ever visited the student council room. It was about the size of a normal classroom but it had only five large desks all equipped with a computer. Furthermore, they had a little kitchen and a few leather couches. These guys are lucky, this room is so spacious I could even live in here!

“You should rest for a while.” Santa said as he walked over to the radio to turn it off.

“Thanks.” I said, I sat down on one of the couches while my pink haired friend went over to the kitchen to get me two pills and a glass of water. I took them in one gulp and dropped to my side sighing. The world still seemed somewhat blurry around me.

“You can stay here, I’ll only go grab lunch then I’ll come back.” He said patting my heat cheerfully. I only groaned in approval. I threw an arm across my eyes to try to cut the light. As much as I might have wanted to sleep my mind was too full to even doze a little. After some time I heard Santa come back and I didn’t even bother greet him. He was with Abe too, they were arguing whether I should be here or not. Obviously, Abe didn’t want me around. However he soon dropped the argument, he can’t win against Santa.

I’m envious of these two. They love each other so much and it seems so simple. They’re always together and they always smile at each other. I don’t think I ever saw two people love each other so much. From where I come from I rarely saw someone that honestly loved another person. My models seemed to have passed on this value to me. I don’t think I’d ever be able to love someone. Even with Chantal, I appreciate her company but I can’t love her. I can’t even sleep at her side. It’s always how it’s been with all the other women before.

I press a hand to my stomach it’s grumbling painfully. I wonder for how much longer I can go on without eating something. I groan in pain and roll to my side. I curl myself in a tight ball in attempt to ease the pain. With no success I force myself up and go to the bathroom, I’ve even been having trouble with that lately. I go a lot more often than I should and I’m stuck with diarrhoea. When came back I slumped back on the couch.

“Are you alright Yuukun?” Santa asked sitting on the arm of the chair. He played with a few strand of my blue hair.

“I’m fine. I just drank too much.” I groaned.

“You shouldn’t drink until you get sick like that.” He said. He sounded honestly worried about me.

“I don’t know what took me.” I answered. In fact, I’ve been reverting to the way I was back in Japan ever since I started going out with Chantal. Then my life was nothing more than sex, drugs and alcohol. It was hangover over hangover. After my body got tired of it I moved all the way over to Canada and I’m only starting the same thing over here. Why is this the only thing I managed to do with my life. When the bell rang I had to force myself in a sitting position.

“You can stay here if you’re sick.” Abe said coldly.

“I’ll be fine. The painkillers Santa came me eased my headache.” I said. “Thanks you guys.” I added before I grabbed my bag and walked out of the room. As I breached the door, Ohba was coming this way along with a boy about Nomi’s size with pale brown hair. He was the first year representative and he seemed somewhat familiar. His dark amber eyes remained me of someone I knew.

“This Lolita café is ridiculous and when the student councils of the other schools come tommorow, this faggot café will surely be closed down.” The boy said. I frowned at him as he walked by me.

“Come on Shindou kun, this café is only for fun.” Ohba tried to coax him. Did he say Shindou? That guy must be related to Ren! They look a little similar now that I think about it.

“This ‘fun’ is giving our school a bad reputation.” The boy said. I ran off to my next class without even greeting the king. This kid is trying to close down the café Ren is working so hard for! What should I do?

The rest of the day couldn’t’t have went slower. It seemed like class went on forever and I couldn’t concentrate a single bit. When class ended I was the last out of class, I’m so tiered I’m a little slower than usual. At some point I started leaning against the wall. Even though I’ve walked these hallways a thousand times I can’t seem to figure out which way to go, I’m too disorientated. Walking head first into the music teacher was inevitable.

“Inoue, what are you still doing here?” Jordan asked with an annoyed toned.

“I was leaving.” I slurred, I looked in all direction except at him. “I’m going home.” I added.

“Are you feeling alright?” He asked with a frown.

“I’m fine, I’m just going home.” I repeated, I didn’t noticed I wasn’t making much sense. I leaned my back against the wall and slump against it heavily. I raised a trembling head to my temples. “Fuck, I’m dizzy.”
Slipped from my mouth. I grabbed my head with both hands in hope it would make the hallways stop spinning around me. When the feeling of vertigo finally eased up I looked up at the teacher.

“You don’t look very good, are you sick?” He asked. I was a little surprise since I know he dislikes me a great deal but a little bit too confused to ponder on the subject for too long.

“I was such a jerk, I’ve hit both Ren and Kishimoto and I’m disrespected their senpai they won’t want to talk to me for sure now.” I said, the teacher crouched to be at my eye level. In my right mind I would have never talked so openly about something like that. I’m too proud to apologize, that’s my biggest flaw. I was speaking frantically and urgently and it only made the teacher that much more concerned.

“Calm down there, you look like you’re bout to pass out.” He said putting a large hand on my shoulder. He’s trying to sound harsh since he’s so set on hating me but even in my dazed state I can feel that he’s genuinely concerned. He’s a good teacher after all and he’s not the kind to leave a student in trouble.

“I’m fine, I’m good.” I said shaking my head. He stood up and grabbed my arm.

“Come on, get up, I’ll bring you to the nurse.” He said pulling me a little.

“It’s good really.” I said rubbing my temple. I honestly didn’t think I couldn’t stand up right now, the black spots won’t stop dancing in front of my eyes.

“Quit being a stubborn ass and get up.” He said, half commending and half begging. Seeing I was not being to responsive he pulled me to my feet by force. Once up, I needed to use the wall as a support.

“It’s fine really, I know I’m not sick, I’m only a little bit hungry.” I said looking at him, trying to give him a truthful look.

“You’re just hungry?” He asked and I nodded. “When was the last time you ate something?” He asked.

“Monday morning.” I said and took a pause before my head snapped up again. “But I swear it’s not because I did something stupid. I haven’t bought drink for months and I don’t really smoke anymore!” I exclaimed because I expect him to judge me, I expect him to yell at me for being irresponsible but I really needed to pay my rent and fix the heating. I didn’t spend my money stupidly!

“You live alone, don’t you?” He asked, I only nodded clenching my fists. “It’s not your fault Yuuri, Kuro told me how hard you’re working.” He said with a smile. “Come over to my place, I’ll make supper for you.” He said tugging on my arm gently.

“Don’t decide things like that on your own, old man.” I said but I don’t shout, my voice is hoarse and I’m actually very grateful. It was just a weak attempt at keeping up my usual attitude.

“Don’t call me old man. I’m barely over forty.” He growled pulling me faster along. I chuckled in order to spite him some more but I didn’t intend to drag the joke any longer. “Is there anything in particular you wish to eat?” He asked. He asked as we climbed into the car.

“Not really.” I said sinking into my seat nonchalantly.

“There’s not anything you like?” He asked.

“Well,” I thought about it for a moment. “I do like chicken more than pork, beef or fish. But I can’t eat anything really.” I said.

“I definitely won’t be fish but I’m sure I could make some sort of chicken dish.” He said, I nodded at this since I love chicken but it’s really expensive so I don’t usually buy it. “Desert?” He asked.

“I don’t eat sweet.” I answered dryly.

“Not at all? You’re not like every other kid.” He said looking somewhat surprised.

“Well, I do like fruits and green tea ice cream.” I said.

“Now, that sounds like old man taste.” He said teasingly. I shrugged it off.

“Where are your parents Yuuri, why won’t they take care of you?” He asked, the mood suddenly turned very serious.
“I honestly don’t know. I think I must have been four the last time I saw my mother. She was poor and she sold me to her pimp for some cash or freedom. I don’t really know, I don’t really care, I was too young to remember anyways. I don’t know who my father is, he was probably just a client. I doubt any of them care if I’m alive.” I said looking blankly in front of me. I’ve got know clue if Kuro talked to him about this or not. The teacher looks shocked so the redhead must have kept his mouth shut.
“Yuuri,” He starts.

“It’s fine, I can take care of myself really. I’m going through some hard times right now but it’s still better than when I was in Japan. Kuro makes me feel safe.” In fact all of my friends do but I’m still feeling faint and he seems to be the only one I can think about.

“You know, even though you did something stupid, your friends would still be willing to help you. You have to tell someone when you need something.” He said. He’s not the first person to tell me this but I’m used to having to take care of myself I don’t think I could ask for help. It’s a surprise I even accepted food from him without much of a fight.

“I’ll have to apologize to them when I go back to school tomorrow.” I said with a sigh. I especially don’t want to depend on them after I’ve been such a jerk toward them. I’ll have to be extra nice with Ren, he’s just like a girl so I can’t afford to hit him. As for Kishimoto we fought before but this time it was serious, he wasn’t protecting himself but his friends. He didn’t deserve to get hit either.

I don’t expect Jordan to understand my need to take care of myself. He must come from a nice family after all. He only lives a few houses away from Kuro and it’s also a very nice place, it’s a little bigger than Amy’s and made out of bricks. When I came in I left my worn out boots by the door as well as my coat and my uniform jacket.

“Be careful not to make a mess out of this place, I just cleaned.” he warned me but he didn’t sound as harsh as he usually does. I nodded and slumped down on a leather couch.

“Do you live alone in this big place?” I asked.

“Yes.” He said going toward the kitchen as if trying to avoid some kind of question. I followed him to the kitchen and sat by the counter and laid my head on top of my crossed arms.

“Shouldn’t you be married and have kids at your age?” I asked and he froze at my question. I smirked a little.
“That’s none of your business.” He said sending a glare my way.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to be teasing you this time. I’m just a little curious.” I said. “And you do take care of Kuro and Nomi like they were your own kids. Do you like Amy?” I asked.

“Of course I like her, but only as a really good friend. I felt like I needed to help her when she lost her husband. Kuro was only seven back then and she still needed help with the kids. Especially with Kuro, it’s so hard to figure out what he could be thinking. He didn’t cry when his father died but the only time I saw that kid smile was when he was with his father. Nomi seems to be fine with it since he was so young when it happened but I think it really affected Kuro. Seems like he became even more distant ever since.” The blond explained.

I was a little shocked to hear this. I never saw the redhead’s dad around but since he never talked about him I thought that maybe his parents had separated and they weren’t talking anymore. It’s also true that I never saw Kuro smile. I wonder if that man was really important to Kuro? Speaking of which, the next moment I heard the door open and a storm of barking fur busted into the kitchen. The biggest Saint Bernard I’ve ever seen spotted me threw itself at me, he hoist his front paws on my laps and started sniffing me and drooling all over me.

“Mozart, get down boy.” Jordan quickly said coming around the counter to pull on the dog’s coaler.

“Sorry about that, he just slipped out of my grasp.” My head shot up as I heard Kuro’s voice from the kitchen’s doorway. He was out of breath and his cheek and nose were red from the cold even though he looked as if he just broke a sweat. I stood up since the teacher was not able to get the huge dog off me. The dog still tried to jump up at me.

“Sorry about that, Mozart doesn’t always get this exited around new people.” The teacher said.

“That’s alright.” I said patting the dog’s big head, he looked more than happy to I kept scratching his ear. I don’t own any animals but I always loved them.

“Looks like Mozart gave you quite a run.” Noticed Jordan, so Kuro was out walking that big door, no wonder he looked as if he just ran a marathon.

“That’s fine I needed the exercise.” He said whipping off his brow. I blinked dumbfounded, the redhead didn’t even turn his head my way! So he was really mad about what happened! He just turned nonchalantly and headed for the closet to hang his coat.

“Kuro!” I said breaking free from the big dog to grab his arm. He turned around to look at me for a long moment before he slapped my forehead lightly. I just stared at him in confusion.

“You idiot, why didn’t you tell me you didn’t have anymore food?” He asked, I shot the teacher a glare and he only smiled. Who else would have called Kuro?

“I knew you would have helped me, I know I can count on you but I didn’t want to depend on you all the time. Especially when I’ve been such a jerk to everyone like that.” I said bowing my head a little. He slapped me on the forehead again. “What was that one for?” I snapped.

“Don’t make me worry like that anymore. It’s not always entirely your fault. Nitta senpai wasn’t fair to judge you like that.” He said looking up at me. At this my eyes widened a little but it soon melted into a smile. I also noticed his cheek was still quite red.

“What happened to your cheek?” I asked.

“I got slapped by Nitta senpai?” He said nonchalantly.

“Why would he do that?” I asked. What the hell did Kuro ever do to anyone?

“He slapped me back actually. I wasn’t too happy at him for insulting you.” He said cocking his head to the side. I was shock. Kuro would actually go as far as to hit one of his senior for my sake, the more I know him the more I realise he would do a lot for me.

“You’re too much.” I said shaking my head. He’s too much because I know Chantal would never go that far for me, nor any of my previous girlfriends.

My first meals in three days was better than any meals I’ve ever had before! It was a pasta and chicken dish and the teacher really had green tea ice cream for desert, I was just like a kid on Christmas day. Furthermore, he also made sure I would have food for the next few days, more than I would need before I got paid and he also made me promise to come to him if I ever needed food again.

As for the café, I was on the steps of the little restaurant a few minutes before the place opened. Nitta was still there since he was still in university break but I didn’t get angry the moment I saw him. I apologized to Ren and both him and Nitta apologized to me. However, they found it quite curious that I wouldn’t come into the café. I only smirked at the dark haired okama and told him to give me a little time.

When the first year representative came up to the door I stood there with my arms crossed and a menacing look on my face.

“Would you please step aside.” He said politely pushing his glasses up. The more I looked at him the more I felt like he was really familiar.

“You’re not coming here to start up trouble.” I said straight up.

“Are you an waiter here?” He asked.

“I‘m not a waiter but a regular client,” I lied, if he knew I work here it would probably put Ren in trouble.
“that’s why I know just how Ren is working to make this place enjoyable.” I answered.

“Shindou Ren is a disgrace, man shouldn’t be wearing dresses, it gives our school a bad reputation.” He said.

“Wouldn’t it give this school a worst impression if the first year representative were to get in a fight?” I asked with a menacing glare.

“Are those menaces, Inoue kun?” He asked giving me an annoying superior look.

“No, more like a promise.” I said. The poor boy looked like he was about to piss his white uniform. He didn’t know what to say when I sounded so serious. Too bad I didn’t get to know because Ren came out that instant to fetch me.

“Yuuri, it’s getting busy.” He stopped dead in his tracks when he realise the first year representative was standing in front of me. “Kouji!” He exclaimed and I also noticed why the boy looked so familiar, he was just like a younger version of Ren, only he didn’t seem to have the same pint of view as him. The boy looked categorically homophobic. “Why are you here?” He asked.

“Brother, do you realise how mother would be scandalised at seeing you in this attire?” Kouji asked. So they are brothers after all.

“We already came to an understanding, you don’t have any reasons to tell her.” Ren said. He was looking increasingly nervous. I can only assume that the rest of the family is just as homophobic.

“Weren’t you supposed to bring out the student councils of the other schools?” I asked glaring at the runt.
“Eh, in fact,” Kouji’s cheek became a light shade of pink and he looked a little more nervous. I raised an eyebrow at his weird behaviour.

“Ren senpai, we’re out of plastic cup.” Nomi came up behind the okama looking as adorable as usual. “Ah, Kou chan!” Nomi exclaimed as he saw the prince like boy, the flush on his cheeks only deepened. Nomi ran down the stairs to meet him and grabbed his hands.

“I knew you’d come, we have some cherry pie, you like that right?” The blond asked tilting his head to the side cutely.

“Yeah, it’s good.” He mumbled shyly and Nomi dragged him in the café right pass by us.
“If I didn’t know better I’d say that,” I started.

“Kouji came here just to see Nomi but he couldn’t admit it so he pretended he was coming to close down the store. That’s so typically my brother.” Ren said, and if I didn’t know better I’d also say that Ren looked a little mad when Nomi grabbed Kouji’s hand but he must just be protective of his brother.

“And I thought I would have to hit a student council member.” I said.

“Thanks Yuuri, you may not be the best host but I know you care a lot for this place.” Ren said with a smile. I nodded almost shyly. I have to admit I learned to like this place since it brought me and all these guys together so I’m ready to defend it no matter the cost.

“I have to say I judge you too quickly Inoue.” Nitta said, I hadn’t realised he had been watching. “But you wouldn’t have been able to save this place by starting a fight. In the end being a good host is all it comes down to.” Nitta said proudly.

“Why you.” I said clenching my fist at him.

“Yuuri, please don’t start again. Get to work you’re already late.” Ren said pushing me inside. I’ll never know how to deal with these okama. One minute they’re all nice and sweet and the next they yell at me. While Nitta was in the café I made sure I stayed close to Kuro to remain out of trouble.

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I feel like nothing really happens in this chapter, that's why I don't really like it and Kuro and Yuuri are not toghter a lot in this but I can promise that the next is better. And for some strange reason while I reread this I could really see Lisa coming up to Yuuri and hitting him with a frying pan when he started picking fights with everyone. Men can get really cranky when they're hungry, since Yuuri is always cranky I guess he's just even worst. Hopefully, after this he's learn his lesson and he'll behave!

Until next Chapter, that should be either tommorow or the day after tommorow.
Love Clolymy.
And sorry for the wait again.
I'll behave too from now on!