School Girls' Stories

Chapter 34 – Yuki’s Choice in Men

After the gala on Christmas day, the girls had escaped to the same workers’ hallway where Amatsu had proposed his love to Fuji. Shai, Yuki, and Fuji leaned against the walls and began to reminisce about the year. It had been a long year, and many things had happened. This also meant that next year might be their hardest year yet. All fell silent after that horrid realization.

“Why do you think Danko and Kago went out into the halls together?” Yuki asked suddenly. She looked to her friends to gauge their reactions. Both remained tight-lipped. “They hate each other,” Yuki continued, her thumb worrying the hem of her blouse. “I have never seen them have a pleasant conversation with one another. They always just… glare, and have never had a nice thing to say to one another, especially the last few months.”

Both girls still had little to say to their friend. They had seen it, the intense look in Kago’s eyes. The small affection he had felt for a friend had turned into something dark, and now he watched Yuki with eyes that were filled with something else that was not affection. He did not feel love for this girl, and yet he felt jealousy every time that Shinwa came near her. He looked to Shinwa as a rival, but a rival to what?

Speaking of Shinwa, “Hey girls.”

“You always seem to pop up when you are needed, or spoken of,” Fuji commented, leaning against the wall with a small glass of red wine in her hand. Her hand had not stopped shaking since she had emerged from speaking with Amatsu.

“And even though I’m a hero in your friends’ eyes, you never seem happy to see me,” Shinwa pointed out, but not in the least deterred by this fact. Instead, he smiled at her and leaned against the wall opposite of her.

Fuji cocked an eyebrow and shrugged her shoulders, ignoring the compliment. It was instant animosity, and there was no real reasoning towards it. Fuji had thanked Shinwa for saving Shai, but she never had taken the same liking to him as Yuki and Shai both had seemed to have done.

Shai ignored the anger and turned towards Fuji, not afraid to speak of private matters in front of the ex-lead singer of Velvet Wrappings. “How are we going to get your mom to sign the form?” she asked, her feet shuffling.

Fuji exhaled and stood up straight. “We’ll think of something another night,” she said blandly. She was suddenly in no mood to be standing in the cramped back hallway with her friends and the knight in shining armor. “I have to go find my mom, if I am gone too long she will suspect something.” Fuji left the hallway without waiting for a reaction, leaving the other three to awkward silence.

“I’d apologize for her if I knew why she hated you so much,” Yuki said pleasantly, watching her friend’s exit. “She’s not usually like that.”

Shinwa shrugged, never losing his pleasant smile. “You know, some people just instantly don’t like people,” he explained. “It’s karma, or dharma, or something along the lines. It’s like the two auras reject one another.”

“You believe in that kind of thing?” Shai asked.

Shinwa shrugged. “You know, you don’t travel the world and not notice a few things,” he explained. “Why do some cats and dogs get along while most don’t? Why do dolphins know which mate they are going to keep for life? It is the same with humans, but we have destroyed a layer of our natural instinct by becoming technological monsters that we are today. Well, not really monsters… I digress, don’t I? What I am trying to say is there is still some instinct within every human, and Fuji’s blood rejects my blood, or auras, or whatever. Study some crystals, you’ll understand.”

“That sounds so wise,” Yuki said, her eyes shining with admiration.

Shinwa shrugged once more. “Not really, I just read too many magazines and spent too much time with my band mates.”

“So is Shoushin with his… umm…” Shai stammered, unable to ask the question that was on her mind.

“Boyfriend?” Shinwa finished for her. Shai just nodded. “Yeah, he’s off with his boyfriend doing salacious things.”

“Do you miss your band a lot?” Yuki asked curiously.

Shinwa shrugged, his smile finally fading just a bit. “I think when you are stuck with someone that often every day, you kind of hate them anyway. This is not like a love match, you aren’t together because you have so many things in common. This is more like sibling rivalry, and how would you feel to be with your siblings every day of your life?”

Yuki thought of that for a moment. She would hate to be stuck with Kaori and Nakago all times of the day, every waking moment, every hour, facing her brother and sister. Just thinking about it made her tired and wanting to hit people.

“You’re right,” Yuki agreed firmly, “that would be Hell.”

The three of them began to laugh like friends, and for a moment, they were all comfortable with one another, until another shadow invaded their privacy in the hallway. Yuki began to shrink in on herself, even while stepping forward. “Hello, Kago,” she said quietly.

“You three look like you are having fun,” Kago pointed out. “Yuki, I’ve been looking for you. We had reservations for a room, I was hoping we could go up now.”

Yuki flushed, highly embarrassed that he had announced their plans so casually in front of Shinwa. “I’m sorry, Kago,” she said quietly. “We were talking to Fuji, but then Fuji left and we just had grown tired of the music.”

“Well, let’s go,” Kago said flatly, holding out his hand to his girlfriend. “You two have a great night,” he bid Shinwa and Shai farewell and walked away with Yuki.

An hour or so later Yuki sat on the bed in the room frightened of what would happen next. Kago had taken a shower, and it gave Yuki time to think of the horrors he had visited upon her since that very first time. He had been experimenting since that first night he had nearly choked her to death. He had used toys on her, he had beaten her, he had pushed himself into places that did not belong to any man, and still he wanted more. Sex had become an adventure for him, and something she had begun to fear.

Kago was already stripped of his tuxedo, and was leaning forward, kissing Yuki’s lips, ready for them to be together. There room was along the hallway that faced the inside of the hotel, so though they had a balcony, all it did was look out to the many people who were going to their rooms after the party. Yuki had wanted to close the curtains, seeing as the people directly across the hotel could look into their window and see them going at it, but Kago insisted he preferred the windows open. He liked that there might be someone watching, he liked it better knowing who would be watching.

Kago removed Yuki’s blouse and bra swiftly, not caring for the foreplay today, or any other day, as usual. He pushed up her skirt and pulled down stockings and panties, revealing her to him, and she began to push at his chest a bit. “Kago, I don’t think I want to tonight,” she said quietly. “I think I’m really tired, it’s been a long night.”

“Yuki, it’s Christmas, this is the only thing I want as a present,” he insisted, already pushing himself inside of her. Yuki allowed him to do so, lying back on the bed and taking it. He gripped her waist and pumped into her, hard and unfeeling. She let him, just as unfeeling. It did not hurt anymore. She just felt numb.

From across the hotel Shinwa stood on his balcony, watching Kago fuck Yuki’s pretty much lifeless body. Shinwa looked back to the anonymous woman in his bed, who could have been any woman. She could have looked like Kyouteki, or Yuki, or Shai, or even Fuji and it would not have fazed him. When someone was used to sex, and then it was taken away, that person longed to go back to what they missed. Sometimes it just did not matter whom.

Yet, unlike all of the times before, he had not been able to fuck this anonymous woman, because she wasn’t what he wanted. When he watched Fuji with Amatsu, he saw what he wanted. He wanted someone who would look at him like Kyouteki had wanted him, or like Shai had felt for Mr. Tennison. She had loved him so much she had been willing to die not to face that pain. He never loved Kyouteki that much, though she had loved him enough.

When he watched Kago breaking poor Yuki he thought of what he could have, and who he might be able to have it with.

He reached for a cigarette, desperate to clear his mind. He took the cigarette into his mouth, lighting it, and watching Kago finish with the poor broken girl. If he were the hero, as seemed to be his destiny, then he would have to save Yuki. In addition, there was a strong desire in the pit of his stomach. He wanted to save her.