Tokyo Boys

TOKYO BOYS
Chapter 15


Yuuto was busy drawing. He was concentrating on his brush stroke when Daisuke walked into the room and crossed it, making his way over to the smaller boy.

“Yo!” he tapped on Yuuto’s shoulder, making him jolt up in surprise.

“What are you doing?” the boy muttered.

Daisuke grinned smugly.

“What is it? What did you do now?” Yuuto was confused for a minute. He then remembered seeing Daisuke talking to Moriyama-sensei. “You didn’t… with the teacher?!!”

“Shush!” Daisuke put a finger on his lips. “Not so loud. Everyone will hear you.”

“What did you do??” Yuuto whispered.

“I just confessed to him…” Daisuke shrugged. “And kissed him.”

Yuuto widened his eyes. “You.. did??”

“Yeah… it felt nice…” Daisuke smiled to himself.

“What did he say?” Yuuto asked carefully.

“Oh, he completely rejected me. But that’s okay. I thought he would,” Daisuke answered calmly. “It’s going to get much better now.”

“You’re completely out of your mind…” Yuuto shook his head.

“I know… I feel strange…” Daisuke touched his lips. “Is this what they call love?”

Yuuto made a face. Daisuke had been talking about girls, and recently about boys, but it was always in a sense of hedonism. He never talked about love. Yuuto didn’t feel like hearing about it. He pushed Daisuke away, telling him he needed to concentrate on his painting. When Daisuke left his side, he looked at his drawing. It suddenly felt so meaningless and wrong, what was he thinking when he started that painting? He dipped his brush in the black oil paint and drew a big line over the smiling face of the girl in the painting. His expertise was painting landscapes, not people.

~*~

At night, Daisuke was in his bed, trying to fall asleep, but instead continued to play over and over in his head the scene at Moriyama-sensei’s room, unable to get the man out of his head.

He thought about the rumor the girls started. Sensei denied having an affair with a student at Joshibi, but something didn’t seem right. Daisuke doubted Moriyama-sensei would tell a lie, he didn’t seem like that type at all, but the way he overreacted when he heard about the accusations made Daisuke wonder.

He clutched his hand into a tight fist and opened it again. He repeated the action several times. Sensei will be on guard with him from now on, so he probably won’t be able to talk to him freely on the roof anymore, if sensei was still going to come up to the roof at all. Maybe he was too hasty to kiss him and confess, but life was too short!

At this rate, Daisuke pondered, the midterm exams and the final exams will arrive, the summer vacation will come and go and he could have dragged that annoying feeling forever. His plan was to have the teacher think about that scene and torment himself with forbidden desire until the final breakdown… it seemed natural to Daisuke that anyone would fall for him sooner or later, be it a girl, a boy, or even a teacher.

~*~

As Daisuke suspected, Moriyama-sensei did his best to avoid him, ignoring his hand at class, reading out his name quickly during attendance, and of course, he did not show up on the roof again. Daisuke could smoke his cigarette peacefully, but felt he would have preferred talking to Moriyama-sensei.

When it was time to study for the midterms exams, he met up with Yuuto and actually studied, without getting distracted and distracting Yuuto along. In fact, Yuuto was rather surprised that Daisuke was studying so seriously.

“I must improve my grades,” Daisuke said as he continued reading the textbook. “I need to show him I can be serious.”

“Who?” Yuuto asked. “Moriyama-sensei?”

“Yeah… he thinks I’m lazy.”

“Well, he’s not wrong…” Yuuto hummed.

“What did you say, little one?” Daisuke reached out his hand to tickle Yuuto’s nape. “I didn’t hear you!”

“Okay, okay… stop…” Yuuto tried to wriggle away.

“I’m sure my parents will be shocked too… maybe they’ll get off my back if I brought home good grades…” His eyes trailed over his notes to his phone and he sighed. “I’m even missing some really good parties…”

Daisuke still received e-mails from his friends at Shinjuku. They were telling him about the good parties, trying to tempt him to ditch his school work and play with them. He was determined to improve his grades and also show his parents he didn’t need a private tutor or cram school just yet.

~*~

He arrived early on the day of the exams. Passing by the teacher’s office, he noticed the door was open. Moriyama-sensei was going over his book and didn’t notice him.

“Good morning, sensei~” he smiled at him cheerfully.

The teacher raised his head. “Hasabe-kun. Good morning.”

Daisuke knew the man was more alert now, preparing in case Daisuke attempted anything. He cleared his voice.

“Are you ready for the exams?” Moriyama-sensei asked without raising his head.

“Will you agree to go out with me if I passed the exams?” Daisuke asked.

“Not even if you received 100% in all of them,” the teacher answered almost immediately, without moving a muscle in his face.

“Aww…” Daisuke said mockingly. “There goes my motivation… now I’ll fail for sure…”

“You should be motivated to pass with high grades for your future, Hasabe-kun,” Moriyama said strictly and raised his eyes to the teen. “Think with your head…”

“I can’t… I can only think about you…” Daisuke said seriously and sighed.

He didn’t press on the matter and just left for his class, to get ready for the first exam.

~*~

The results of the midterms came in and Yuuto was delighted to have scored high on all subjects.

“Keep up that way and you’ll be ranked first for sure this time,” Daisuke said.

He did well on his own exams, though his old man was probably still going to make a comment how it could be better and why didn’t he get 100 if he already got 90. There was never a break with him.

“Sensei!” He saluted when he saw Moriyama-sensei in the hallway. “What do you think?”

“Very good, Hasabe-kun. See, you can do it when you want to. Well done.” The teacher gave him a little thwack to the head with a rolled paper.

“I meant, about a date…” Daisuke winked at him. “We could go for a drink…”

“You’re underage,” the teacher reminded him.

“You will drink, I will drink juice.” The boy rubbed the back of his neck, refraining from mentioning his previous drinking experiences.

“Hmm, I don’t think it’s a good idea, Hasabe-kun.” The teacher turned to walk away.

Daisuke stood in his way. “Please… I want to get to know you better… don’t you know how agonizing it is to feel this way?”

Moriyama-sensei gave him a quick look, before looking around to see if they had audience. “I don’t mean to belittle your feelings, but you need to turn them to someone your age,” he whispered.

“I can’t help the way I feel, I just know it has to be you…” Daisuke spoke smoothly. “I wish you weren’t my teacher… it’s just circumstantial though. Maybe next year you won’t be my teacher anymore.”

“If you keep harassing me this way, it might just be the case! This is against the law, Hasabe-kun. Please try to understand. Now go to your class.”

Daisuke let him pass through and returned to his classroom. They had that same conversation nearly every day. Daisuke still hoped the teacher would get tired of this and give in, just so that Daisuke will leave him alone.

~*~

After the final exams of the term, in early July, the new ranking for the first semester was posted on the bulletin board. Just as Daisuke had predicted, Yuuto was finally ranked first. Daisuke was impressive no less, jumping 26 places into the top twenty, at the 17th place.

Daisuke wasn’t happy about summer vacation. Of course he was happy for the long break from school and classes, but they received homework that will last for two vacations, and on top of that, he couldn’t see Moriyama-sensei on a daily basis.

The teacher seemed to have already gotten used to the boy’s pressuring, and didn’t try to avoid him anymore, just attempted to take the teen’s initiatives with some humor. Maybe he figured that as long as it motivated Daisuke to work hard and study, and he still didn’t cross any red lines with him, there wasn’t any harm with a little flirting, as long as it was kept secret between the two of them.

~*~

Daisuke didn’t think he’d visit school during the summer break. He knew Yuuto was going to the club, because he enjoyed using the school’s studio and draw to his heart’s content. Daisuke had no reason to go, but thought Moriyama-sensei might be there. So instead of visiting his friends and getting laid, he made his way to the school. And he was going to make sure Moriyama-sensei knew what he was sacrificing for him… at least for the first week.

“Ah, it’s so hot~” Daisuke complained and tugged at the collar of his sleeveless shirt. “Even if I stripped naked I would still sweat like a horse…”

“Well, don’t do that… Isn’t it enough you’re showing up on the school’s ground without the uniform?” Moriyama-sensei was sitting on the couch in his office, going over his teaching plans.

“Don’t you feel hot, sensei? Want me to release your tie a little?” Daisuke crouched, ignoring his teacher’s comment.

“No, thank you. I’m doing fine!” The adult hurried to say and grabbed his glass of cold water. “Shouldn’t you join your friends?”

“I didn’t come here for my friends…” Daisuke pointed what they both already knew. “I’m hoping you will invite me to your home for some cold drinks and refreshments…” He stepped towards him.

“I should only file a complaint against you for sexual harassment,” Moriyama said. “You’re so relentless.”

“I know… and you should be glad to know I’ve never met anyone who resisted me for such a long time…” Daisuke leaned, sticking his face in the teacher’s line of sight. “Well, no one ever resisted me before.”

“I bet they didn’t…” the teacher chuckled.

“Everyone wants me so bad.” Daisuke smirked smugly. “You know, my first sexual experience? It was with a friend of my mom.”

“Oh, really?” Moriyama-sensei flipped through his papers without looking at his student. It didn’t stop Daisuke from continuing the story.

“She kept pinching my cheek every time she saw me. Then one summer my mom left me at her house because my little brother had mumps…” He grinned. “You know how it goes…”

“Is that why you prefer men now? Because that woman molested you?”

“Ah, she didn’t molest me, I was quite willing. She looked fine... I mean… my mom and her friends, they used to be teen idols…” He grinned again. “It was a good summer.”

Moriyama-sensei just shook his head, that boy was beyond hope.

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