The school's hallway

‘’Yeah I'm a junior. I was actually on my way there before I came over but I couldn't just leave you two here how you were.’’, Rozu said and Shun looked the girl’s way, nodding at her words and smiling, while still keeping on tight to Hikaru’s arm.
‘’Yeah, we must have caused quite a commotion just now… thank you once again.’’, he said in response, chuckling slightly, a faint blush spreading across his face. He wasn’t exactly sure what to say anymore because he felt quite ashamed; he and Hikaru had started crying and hugging each other in the middle of the hallway. If that wasn’t something weird to think about or to stop for and stare at, then Shun didn’t know anymore what actually was.
‘’Oh god, I feel so stupid for my actions…’’,he thought to himself, biting his lip slightly. ‘’When I saw him again I shouldn’t have started crying, neither should I have hit his chest with my fists. Okay, I was upset, but what was I thinking?’’
He noticed Hikaru looking at him and turned his head to stare back with a frown; Hikaru seemed afraid, scared, uncomfortable, and it looked like he was begging for something. Shun guessed he didn’t really like him holding him like this, so he let go of Hikaru’s arm, feeling even more ashamed. He stared at the ground for a moment, feeling his heartbeat go a bit faster.
‘’Of course he was begging me to let go. We had already been hugging each other while crying, people might think we’re together. I shouldn’t have made a fool out of us, I shouldn’t have done that, I’m stupid… I always mess things up…’’,he thought, blaming himself. He often started blaming himself for stuff which he didn’t really know an answer for. He always thought negatively about himself.


‘’I'm so sorry... I just... I dunno what to... Takeru I can't do it!’’, Hikaru suddenly yelled and he ran off, towards the art room class. Shun stared at him, following the boy with his different colored eyes, blinking them a few times in a daze quickly.
He then looked at Rozu, shrugging slightly like he didn’t know what was going on. He probably knew; Hikaru’s fear for girls, but he didn’t really want to admit Hikaru had that fear. It would make the boy look weird and Shun didn’t want him to get in trouble with other students, he didn’t want Hikaru to get hurt.
‘’What was that about?’’, he simply asked, before looking back at the hallway Hikaru had taken. ‘’I guess we should go after him. After all he ran towards class and we need to be there because we’re late, kind of… Come on, let’s go to class, we will meet up with Hikaru again eventually, I hope.’’, he then said, gesturing for Rozu to follow him as he smiled at her brightly, waiting for her to follow him to class. But deep down inside he felt nothing but uncertainty as he started walking towards class.
‘’Is it my fault he broke and ran away? Because I brought him too close to Rozu…? It’s all my fault isn’t it? I’m a horrible friend. After six years all I’ve become is a selfish asshole…’’
When he saw Hikaru he didn’t really look up, feeling ashamed and stupid. He tried to smile but the uncertainty was clearly visible on his face and there was a faint blush there again, as he stepped into the classroom, trying to find a seat with all these students staring at him because he was late.

‘’Okay first off, my name is Roki. Roki Hisaki~’’, the younger boy said as he scooted closer to Mikazaru, sitting with his back against the wall beside him, looking up at him with a smile. ‘’So...what if I had class but I didn't want to go for a very good reason? M-mister Mika I need to tell you something.’’
‘’Um… yes?’’, Mikazaru asked, not sure how to respond to the boy still calling him mister. He smiled weakly, trying to appear more comfortable, but he really was nervous about what Roki was going to say to him next, because he often didn’t really know the answer for a question or a solution to a problem.
‘’I am skipping class because I am scared to go in because I don't know anyone. People are always mean to me and I didn't want to come here but my Nana forced me to. She said she was going to answer he cell whenever I called but she wouldn't answer now and I am scared. I had a very bad nightmare and it felt so real and I am scared and worried for her. Plus I am very smart so I know skipping one class won't hurt me- So I am feeling very sick and scared and my tummy hurts and I don't wanna lie to you or get you in trouble but I don't wanna go... I'm scared...’’, Roki then said and Mikazaru looked worried at him; he knew that feeling all too well, being scared of going to class. And the first hour of each school day was the worst, because it would mainly decide what would happen to you for the rest of the day.
‘’I know how he feels and I always tried to stay away from school because I was scared but he shouldn’t skip class, it’s not good… But how do I tell him this, that he needs to leave for class? I don’t want to scare him even more. I could just bring him to his class though and promise to see him during the break but what if he doesn’t want that?’’


‘’I um… Roki…’’, Mikazaru began, not really sure how to continue. He blushed slightly, staring down at the book he held in his hands, resting on his lap. He tapped the cover with his fingers, nervously. ‘’You have to go to class, even though you’re scared and don’t want to… I know how you feel. I too was afraid on my first day of high school, and I still am, especially during the first class of the day. But trust me, the first hour and the first day ids always the scariest, but you will get used to it. I promise.’’
He smiled weakly as he looked at the boy, putting his books in his bag and getting to his feet. He walked towards Roki and kneeled down in front of him, resting his hands on his lap as he looked at him with an encouraging smile. ‘’I can walk you to your class if it makes you feel safer. And we can meet up again during the breaks if you like that. Or not, I don’t mind. I’m always sitting in the school’s cafeteria alone but I don’t mind some company, nor do I mind to be alone, so it’s your call. What do you say?’’
He reached out his hand for the boy like he wanted to shake his hand and make a deal, but instead he got to his feet, keeping his arm stretched out. this time like he wanted to help Roki up to his feet, as well. ‘’If you ever need me you know where to find me. it might be your first day at a new school but you’ve already made a friend~’’

“I um... Roki... You have to go to class, even though you’re scared and don’t want to… I know how you feel. I too was afraid on my first day of high school, and I still am, especially during the first class of the day. But trust me, the first hour and the first day ids always the scariest, but you will get used to it. I promise.”
Roki shook his head slowly staring at the ground. “B-but I...I don't wanna...” He whimpered softly before looking up at the older boy. He watched as Mika cleaned up his papers and books, placing them in his bag before turning back to look at him.
He sniffled and wiped at his eyes as the boy came over to his, kneeling down in front of him. Roki looked up shyly at Mika to see him smiling down at him in the same way Nana did when she was about to say something that would make him feel better.
“I can walk you to your class if it makes you feel safer. And we can meet up again during the breaks if you like that. Or not, I don’t mind. I’m always sitting in the school’s cafeteria alone but I don’t mind some company, nor do I mind to be alone, so it’s your call. What do you say?”
Roki nodded slowly starting to feel a tiny bit better. He still wished Nana would call him and then things would be almost perfect, but she was more then likely sleeping since she worked the night before and needed her rest.
He watched Mika hold out his hand and then stand up still smiling. This caused Roki to smile a bit and giggled softly at the older boy.


“If you ever need me you know where to find me. it might be your first day at a new school but you’ve already made a friend~’’
Roki opened his mouth to reply but instead a tiny mew of a hiccup came out. Roki blushed lightly as he covered his motuh looking at the ground. He raised his hand to take Maik's using it to help himself up.
Looking around he decided to pretend he hadn't hiccupped, nor made that very un-boy like sound.
“Okay~ I would like that. You can be like my Nana~” He smiled and held onto the older boys hand as he started thinking. “You can be...um...my Nii Nii~ Thats what my Nana said is what my older brother is called. Of course he hates me so...” Roki grew quiet as he heard his brother's and father's voices.
All they had ever really done was cut him down so the words he heard weren't good words. Blinking his eyes and shaking his head he forced their voices back before stopping when he saw something that caught his eye.
There was a blond haired boy looking around at the people that walked past him. When Roki looked at him he seemd to turn away which confused Roki.
He looked up at Mika smiling innocently thinking only about helping. “Could we help that boy? He looks like he doesn't have any friends and I really wanna help him. People like him get bullied unless he has friends to back him up.”
Roki giggled innocently at his choice of words before looking away. “Sorry... I need to stop doing that... Not very growed up of me.” He took a step forward pulling on Mika's arm. “But please can we help him still though? I promise to go to class afterwards, Nii Nii.”

Mikazaru held his hand out to Roki, still. Roki hiccupped and blushed and Mikazaru couldn’t help but chuckle softly, but he kept his face as serious as he possibly could. When the younger boy grabbed his hand, trying to get up, Mikazaru helped him by pulling slightly, and not soon after Roki stood back on both his feet.
‘’Okay~ I would like that. You can be like my Nana~ You can be...um...my Nii Nii~ Thats what my Nana said is what my older brother is called. Of course he hates me so...’’, the boy said as he looked up at him and Mikazaru blushed slightly, not really sure how to respond. He knew what Nii Nii meant, but he had never been called it before by someone; he wasn’t exactly sure if he should accept it or not. But still, it sounded very cute and fun. So in response he smiled weakly, nodding at Roki.
‘’N-Nii Nii? Okay…’’, he whispered, forcing down the feeling of shyness. He had a little brother but he and the boy often fought when they were at home. he was kind of afraid by calling him Nii Nii, Roki would start fighting with him, too. But he guessed he shouldn’t worry about that now.
He noticed Roki starting to stare off into space and followed the kid’s eyes, noticing a boy standing on his own. The boy looked away immediately as he and Roki glanced his way and Mikazaru looked worried and nervously at him, before glancing back at Roki.
‘’Could we help that boy? He looks like he doesn't have any friends and I really wanna help him. People like him get bullied unless he has friends to back him up. Sorry... I need to stop doing that... Not very growed up of me. But please can we help him still though? I promise to go to class afterwards, Nii Nii.’’, Roki said and Mikazaru started blushing, rubbing the back of his head.


‘’Um sure, I guess…’’ he mumbled, not really sure what to say to the younger boy. ‘’I’m not really a conversation starter, though. I’m a rather shy person so I wouldn’t really know what to say… But if you back me up when I talk to him, then I guess I could handle the pressure talking to a complete stranger. I don’t mind answering questions, but starting a conversation myself mostly is a no…’’
Mikazaru noticed he had started to daze and snapped out of it, shaking his head and lowering his arm. He looked at Roki and smiled nervously at him, gesturing for the boy to follow him. He slowly and carefully moved over to the lonely boy, each step he took grew slower as his nervousness grew. He reached the boy and give him a weak shy smile.
‘’Hey um, how are you? You don’t have class right now, either?’’, he asked politely, blushing slightly and once again rubbing his head. He took a step back after he had spoken, deciding he stood a bit too close and should give the boy some space. He accidently bumped into someone and turned around, shock in his eyes. ‘’Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to… I’m sorry.’’
He quickly shot Roki a begging glance, like he wanted the younger boy to say something to start a conversation and make this less scary and awkward for him. Because Mikazaru really didn’t know anymore what he should say or do, now that he had caught two persons’ attentions at once.

Roki smiled up at the older boy as he waited for his response. He looked quickly at the boy he had asked if they could talk to and help wondering if he had even seem them yet.
“Um sure, I guess…I’m not really a conversation starter, though. I’m a rather shy person so I wouldn’t really know what to say… But if you back me up when I talk to him, then I guess I could handle the pressure talking to a complete stranger. I don’t mind answering questions, but starting a conversation myself mostly is a no…”
He giggled softly nodding in understanding as he knew the scared feelings of meeting or helping a new person all to well. Roki watched Mikazaru smile down at him and wave his hand as if telling him to follow, before walking over to the new boy.
Roki slowly, carefully padded silently along behind Mikazaru not sure if he should say something first or not. It had been his idea after all but he soon let the thought drop as he heard Mikazaru start speaking instead.
“Hey um, how are you? You don’t have class right now, either?’’
Roki looked at Mikazaru for a few seconds, hearing the nerviousness in the boys voice before turning to the blond boy. He opened his mouth to speak but stopped when he heard Mikazaru tell someone sorry.
Turning to see who it was he found Mikazaru had bumped into a girl. He saw the older boy shoot him a begging look and giggled softly in response covering his mouth to stop it.
Taking a deep breath and after the girl had spoken Roki smiled a cute innocent child-like smiled before addressing the boy first.
“Pleased to meet you. My name is Roki and this is my new Nii Nii, Mikie~ We were just wondering if you had class and if not if you wanted to get to know our names so you had at least two friends here~” He let out a cute soft giggle before bowing his head and quickly turning to the girl.
“As you just heard my name is Roki and this is my Nii Nii, Mikie~ I am new here but Mikie is not so he was helping me out.” Roki smiled innocently and spoke without thinking of his next few words. “He is kinda shy and clomsy when it comes to new people it seems but I don't mind~”
Roki nodded his head to the side as he reached out and grabbed Mikazaru's arm. He hugged it with both of his tiny arms, cuddling his cheek against it, as he blushed lightly and hid his face. “What's your names?”
Slowly he raised his head up and looked at Mikazaru with tiny proud sparkles in his eyes and a cute child-like smile still on his face. “Did I help, Nii Nii~?”  He squealed softly.

as jeamesero walked through the hallways, dragging airamyst along, he wondered where they had come from, trying to find the way back. suddenly he heard airamyst speak to him and turned his head to look at the boy.
‘’Jeames? may i ask a question? why are we going to english class if we are speaking it now? i mean i didn't have that in elementary school and my mommy never had me do it when i was being home schooled either.’’, he said and jeamesero looked confused at him, not sure how to respond, because he didn't know the answer.
‘’i.. i don't know, actually. i guess school just wants to test us to see if we're able to speak english? like, sharpen our skills we already have...?’’, jeamesero responded, looking behind him at airamyst. ‘’i dunno either but i guess that's the answer to your question.’’
he continued walking, holding airamyst's wrist tight, afraid he would lose the boy in the crowd; there were still so many people in the hallway.
‘’i wonder if nii nii is already in his class safely. i guess i could text him when airamyst and i are in class finally, as well.’’, jeamesero thought, looking around each corner to see if they were getting close to english class.


‘’well, even though we can speak english, we can't skip class; let's hurry.’’, he spoke again, looking at airamyst with a smile, before turning his head again and looking at what was in front of him. ‘’we're way to late, i hope our teacher doesn't get angry at us...’’
jeamesero saw a door still open and recognized a few student in the classroom from last year; classmates of his. they had found english class.
jeamesero smiled in relief, tugging airamyst's arm more and walking faster. he took the boy inside and ignored the many students already inside starting and snickering at them.
‘’well, we're here, we made it in time. sort of. let's find us a seat. that is, if you wanna sit next to me...’’, the boy said in a whisper, a nervous look on his face and he blushed slightly. he really hoped airamyst wanted to sit next to him.

‘’Its... er- fine. I-uh. Don't you need to be in a class o-or something?’’, the girl said and Mikazaru looked at her in confusion, not really sure what to say. She seemed younger than he was, a lot younger, yet she had just sort of scolded him for being late for class, not? ‘’Er-sorry, i-uh-wasn't thinking, and- What’s your name?’’
‘’Oh um… I um…’’, Mikazaru whispered, but before he could say anything Roki cut him off, taking over the conversation. Mikazaru gave him a glance of confusion and annoyance as he spoke, but actually he was kind of glad the boy had decided to open his mouth and help him, speak for him.
‘’Pleased to meet you. My name is Roki and this is my new Nii Nii, Mikie~ We were just wondering if you had class and if not if you wanted to get to know our names so you had at least two friends here~’’, The younger boy spoke to the lonely boy standing near the wall and Mikazaru frowned at the nickname he had given him. Mikie? What was that? He watched how Roki then started addressing the girl Mikazaru had just now bumped into. ‘’As you just heard my name is Roki and this is my Nii Nii, Mikie~ I am new here but Mikie is not so he was helping me out. He is kinda shy and clumsy when it comes to new people it seems but I don't mind~’’
Roki then turned his head to look at Mikazaru, grabbing the boy’s arm and resting his face against it. He sort of started hiding behind Mikazaru’s arm, it seemed like it. ‘’What's your names?’’
Staring up at Mikazaru again with a bright face and huge eyes, he asked innocently: ‘’Did I help, Nii Nii~?’’
Mikazaru bit his lip and stared down, feeling a bit nervous now that the boy was hanging from his arm so much. He pushed slightly, a hint to Roki he wanted his arm to be freed, but it probably wasn’t enough of a hint to cause Roki to notice it. So in response he blushed slightly and patted Roki’s head, smiling weakly. ‘’Yes, yes you did help a lot.’’


He lifted his head, averting his eyes from Roki to look at the girl. He shyly rubbed the back of his head, staring at the ground. ‘’Once again, I’m sorry for bumping into you, I didn’t see you and I just started walking backwards sooo, yeah… I’m sorry. ’’, He said again, forcing down the nervousness in his guts. He wasn’t really a people person, and being surrounded by a few students who were talking to him, who he didn’t know, quite stressed him out.
He had already had enough trouble talking to only one person he didn’t know, after her had been such a stupid fool to bump into him, just like he had done to this girl. He wondered if that boy had class right now, if he maybe was a senior like him, or a junior, maybe.
‘’And my name is Mikazaru, not Mikie. Roki just calls me that. But you can call me Mika… or Noah, or Mason. Whatever you like…’’, he continued speaking. He began to feel a bit more comfortable now, now that the words seemed to flow from his lips and roll from his tongue. He still felt nervous and shy, but I probably was less visible in his face.
‘’As for class, I’m a senior so I don’t have class right now. I thought I was late for school but I came to realize I have no class the first hour on Monday, so I’m kinda roaming the school right now, till this hour has passed…’’, he mumbled, gripping his bag tight and putting it on his back. ‘’I was going to bring Roki to his class because he doesn’t know the way yet. Let’s go, Roki?’’
Mikazaru looked at the younger boy, a begging look in his eyes, he wanted to leave right now because too many people around him and looking at him or talking to him made him feel uncomfortable. It was mainly because he had to answer so many people at once. ‘’Please let’s just get out of here…’’

Roki stared up at Mikazaru with huge curious eyes as he awaited the boys answer to his question. After a while he could have sworn the boy tried to pull his arm back a bit but he wasn't sure.
He blinked a few times nodding his head to the side as he watched Mikazaru reach up and pat his head causing Roki to smile softly.
“Yes, yes you did help a lot.”
Roki sighed happily and then noticed suddenly how childish he actions and movements must look to them. He quickly pulled back as he heard his fathers voice ring out into his thoughts.
Slowly Roki looked at the ground not sure what to do as his fathers voice grew louder in his ears and he cut out all sounds around him.

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“Roki stop all this!”
Roki ducked out of the way of his fathers hand as it came flying at him. He quickly rushed over to his brother smacking into him. His brother pushed him to the floor roughly as Roki let out a frightened yelp.
His father stumbled over and reached down towards him causing Roki to break down and start silently crying.
“Stop acting so sweet and cute! Your a boy and my son! Your action reflect me too and I am tired of being laughed at by my employers when you come skippin in giggleing and other girly bullshit! And stop that damn crying!”
Roki blinked a few times as his sobbing grew louder and he shook his head. ”But...I d-dunno how to st-stop...”
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Roki felt something brush his cheek and reached up with one hand to feel a single tear. His eyes had filled unconcously and he quickly wiped them to stop more tears from following.
“I was going to bring Roki to his class because he doesn't know the way yet. Let's go, Roki?”
He slowly raised his head to look at the boy. He noticed that Mikazaru seemed uncomfortable with the sicuation still and swallowed, holding back more tears.
“Well, I'm Ustrina. You can call me Trina if you'd like though, It doesn't matter. As for class I am late for Biology, so I'll be off now. Nice meeting you Roki, Mika.”
Roki's eyes straded to the girl as he watched her turn and walk away. He turned and looked at he boy who had yet to say anything and couldn't help but let out a whimper. He really wanted to speak with Nana and Mikazaru seemed to want him in his class and away from the boy.
He swallowed and looked back at Mikazaru before wiping at his eyes again. “But...but I don't wanna go to class...” He closed his eyes and shook his head quickly.
Roki reached up and grabbed Mikazaru's arm, gripping it tightly as he quickly thought of what he could do. Since he realized him and Mikazaru no longer wanted to be there, but he still didn't want to go to class, he thought of what he could do.
Quickly he pulled Mikazaru behind him heading in when he thought was the opposite direction of his classroom. Passing by a window he saw trees and what looked like the school garden.
Without thinking or caring and just wanting to find somewhere quiet he led Mikazaru outside.

‘’Don't worry about it, No harm no foul, right? Well, I'm Ustrina. You can call me Trina if you'd like though, it doesn't matter. As for class i am late for Biology, so I'll be off now. Nice meeting you Roki, Mika.’’, the girl called Ustrina said and suddenly she walked off, turning around the corner.
Mikazaru looked at her in confusion, not sure if he should go after her or say anything. He turned his head in confusion, his eyes falling on the boy he had first talked to. The boy was quiet, still; he had stayed silent all the time. He was just staring at his phone, ignoring them. Mikazaru frowned, he guessed the boy really wasn’t interested in a conversation with them, it kind of hurt his feelings.
‘’Kinda rude to just ignore us like that, pretend we don’t exist…’’, the boy thought as he looked at Roki; the kid was still holding on to his arm. ‘’But...but I don't wanna go to class...’’, he said and Mikazaru sighed; could he force the boy to go anyway, even though the kid didn’t want to, or should he leave it?
Suddenly Roki held on tighter to his arm and started dragging him along. Mikazaru looked at him in shock and turned his head to watch the boy near the wall with his phone grow smaller as he and Roki left the area. He waved at the boy, a weak smile on his face; it looked apologetic.
‘’Where is Roki taking me? What is he doing?’’, Mikazaru thought, looking around the hallway. He saw Roki look out of the window and followed the boy’s gaze, seeing the school’s garden, the beautiful flowers. Roki seemed interested in that view and dragged Mikazaru along again, probably towards the school’s garden.
‘’Roki, where are we going?’’, he asked the boy, his eyes back on him. ‘’You can’t skip class, Roki. Your teacher will be angry. you have to go to class right now, you’re already late. I don’t want you to get in trouble… Roki, please.’’

Shun had been sitting there on the ground with his back resting against the wall, reading a book. After their first break Shun had been attending to Japanese class, while Hikaru had been swarming around school somewhere, most likely; because the boy hadn't chosen Japanese class just like Shun had. Shun had felt so lonely in class because he wasn't all too social, and he had barely known anyone there since it was a new year, with new students as well. Now Hikaru had a free hour again, but this time Shun was there to share it with him, luckily.
Shun sighed and closed his book, staring at the clock to see what time it was. It seemed like it was getting close to their lunch break and Shun smiled, knowing he would soon see Jeamesero again, his little brother. But that was in a few minutes. He opened his book again to keep on reading, not looking at Hikaru, because he didn't really want to; his mind was somewhere else.
‘’So Hikaru tried to kiss me this morning, hmm? I guess I should have seen it coming, that he's gay, but to be honest I hadn't expected at all he would try it on me...’’, he thought, sighing and finally putting the book away in his bag. ‘’I can't say much about it though, because it didn't happen, and I promised that as his best friend I wold never judge him. And I kinda like boys myself, too, so I I can't judge him at all. But why me...?’’
He sighed again and rubbed his eyes, taking out his phone afterwards and staring at it. The screen lit up after he turned it on, and immediately the calender on his phone gave him a message, telling him that today was his first anniversary with his girlfriend. Well, ex girlfriend to be honest. She had broken up with him a few months ago, after he had found out she had been cheating on him; Shun had seen her kissing with another boy that day, and walking hand in hand. At first he had tried to ignore it and pretend nothing had happened, because he had been too afraid to lose her, but after a week of her lying to him and cheating, he had finally managed to tell her goodbye. Shun still hadn't deleted her number though, because the boy always had a hard time letting go; he didn't like change in his life. As for the message from his phone's calender, he had forgotten to delete that message.


Shun decided to delete it now, just so he would be rid of it, so that he didn't have to be reminded of it anymore; because it still hurt, it hurt a lot. After he was done he wanted to put his phone away but reminded himself he had promised Jeamesero to meet him during the lunch break, like they always did. He wanted to meet up in the school's cafeteria, so he sent the boy a message quickly, before the bell would ring in a few minutes.
‘’Hey Jeames, let's meet at the lunch room. I have a free hour now so will be there soon. Will meet you there and bring someone along, see you soon. Shun.’’, Shun sent to him, before finally putting his phone away and getting to his feet (he and Jeames had always called the school's cafeteria their lunch room, it had been an easier name and it had stuck from the first moment they had used that name). He stretched his arms and groaned slightly, looking at Hikaru finally. He grabbed his bag and smiled at Hikaru, waving his hand to get the boy's attention.
‘’Hey Hikaru, sorry I haven't said much this hour... I'm a bit tired. But, I promised my younger brother I would see him during lunch. Wanna come with me to the school's cafeteria? I can pay you lunch if you want to.’’, he said, still smiling, before walking forward a bit, looking behind him. ‘’Let's go, I will bring you there; I know the way.’’
‘’I want to see Jeames and I had promised him to see him. We see each other every lunch break. But I also don't want to go to lunch without Hikaru... I guess I feel like this because he used to be my best friend and we haven't seen each other for years. That's the reason, right?’’, he thought, asking himself those questions over and over.
All this time he kept on smiling at Hikaru, waiting for the boy to come with him, while he hoped Jeamesero had gotten his message, and that they soon would meet up again. ‘’We will, have another free hour together after lunch. I guess you must be really bed up with all these free hours by now.’’, he said, remembering neither of them had Latin class. He laughed at his words, even though he hated how their hours at school were like this. ‘’Actually, I'm already off for today. But since you have economics class the very last hour I will wait for you.’’

Mikazaru ran as fast as he could, into the hallway, dragging Roki behind him. When they were pretty far away from the cafeteria Roki suddenly pulled them to a stop, falling to the ground and gasping for air, and Mikazaru let go of his hand, leaning with his back against the wall and collapsing, sliding down across and finally ending up sitting there on the ground, panting heavily from the run. The knuckles from his left hand hurt slightly because he had used that hand to hit Toru in the face. Looking at his hand, turned into a fist again, he examined his red-looking knuckles, taking a deep breath and swallowing; thinking back about what had happened he felt rather sick; the situation had really made him feel sick, terribly sick.
‘’What an asshole, what a... a... god damn it...’’, Mikazaru thought, still panting. His eyes fell on Roki who sat on the ground as well; the boy seemed deeply in thought. ‘’Hey Roki... You... you okay? Did he hurt you...?’’, he asked gently, though he knew Toru probably had hurt the boy. Maybe not physically but certainly mentally. Who did that to his own little brother? It was so sick, so wrong; it really angered Mikazaru that there were people like this in this world.
‘’Nii Nii..? What was all that? Was... was that what he meant? ...what you meant? But... but that's almost like... almost like what... what daddy did...’’, Roki mumbled and Mikazaru's head shot up to look at the boy, a shocked expression on his face, a worried look in his eyes, mixed up with anger and uncertainty, disbelief.


‘’W-what...? What are you talking about, Roki?’’, he asked, feeling his nerves become worse and worse by the second. He slowly got to his feet, still trying to catch his breath, and collapsed on the ground in front of Roki, sitting in front of the boy. ‘’What do you mean, it was almost like what your father did...?’’
‘’Don't tell me his father is sexually abusing him while at the age of thirteen he still barely knows anything about that kind of stuff... Don't tell me his father is sexually abusing him... Don't tell me his father is sexually abusing him...’’, he kept saying on and on in his mind, his fear growing worse and worse as he stared at the younger boy. Who did such a horrible thing to their own little brother, their own son? It was inhumane, insane. Mikazaru grew more angry, more and more. He grabbed Roki's shoulder's, shaking the boy slightly as he stared him straight in his eyes, angry, uncertain, impatient. ‘’Roki, speak to me god damn it! What do you mean, it was almost like what your father did!? What are you talking about!? Answer me!’’

Roki closed his eyes and held onto the sides of his head as he felt a lot of things his father did to him came rushing back to him. He hated every memory he had almost of his father and the most recent ones were the worst. For some reason he had shut them out or his mind had wiped them from his mind. He didin't really see anything but he heard a lot.
Screaming. It sounded like his own voice but there was a lot of screaming. It scared him and made him sick on his stomach. What had his father done to cause hism to scream out in terror and pain that much?
“W-what...? What are you talking about, Roki? What do you mean, it was almost like what your father did...?”
Roki bit his lip. A very painful and dirty feeling spread throughout his whole body as he felt tears form in his eyes. He couldn't remember. His mind had removed all the pictures. All he had was words and a lot of screaming. “I... I dunno...” Roki whispered. Slowly he pulled his feet up to his chest and blinked back tears.
“Roki, speak to me god damn it! What do you mean, it was almost like what your dather did!? What are you talking about!? Answer me!”
Roki yelped as Mika grabbed his shoulder and started shaking him. The boy almost seemed angry, but he wasn't sure if it was him or not. 'Nii Nii... Are you... Mad at me?' He wondered in his mind unable to form the words to speak them.
He swallowed and pushed the boy away quickly terror filling his face and eyes as a single image flashed in his mind. “NO!!” He screamed.
Roki shook his head as tears poured from his eyes and he looked at Mika. “I... I can't say... I don't remebered very much because some of the pictures are gone but... but daddy said... s-said...” HE break down sobbing heavy as his face darkened.


Slowly he looked away shame filling his blushing face. The same feeling. He had been right. He remebered feeling the same pleasure from his father as from what Toru had just done to him. Though it was different. Toru's even though he had scared the boy hadn't hurt.
Roki began to mumble random words and half sentices as he tried to figure out what was going on in his mind out loud. “Daddy... It had hurt... So much pain yet as I screamed... Water... There was so much pain and water but... Toru was better... Softer... And he... There was no stick... No wait it wasn't a stick... Daddy... Daddy what did you have Daddy...?”
He coughed and shook voilently from doing so as he struggled to catch his breath. So many feeling were running around inside of him right now and he was so lost, so confused. Roki wiped at his eyes and contuned muttering to himself. “But... But daddy's hurt yet it came... so much water... with Toru... Toru was different... his... it was hands right? No... No stick like daddy... Daddy had a stick? It hurt... so much blood... Toru's hands though... soft... so soft... Bwothy help? He said he help... He said feels good... But Daddy say same thing yet hurt... So Toru better? But...”
Looking up with huge watery puppy eyes Roki whimpered softly to Mika. “Why? Why daddy not be like Toru? Toru hates me yet he was so gentle. Daddy used a stick. Why? Why did daddy use a stick?”
Suddenly as Roki moved he felt something and yelped softly. He lowered one tiny shaking hand down to where Toru had touched him and felt something that caused him to start crying. “B-but... I just went... Why? I... I-I... Nii Nii... c-can I tell you... someding...” His face burned darker if that was possible and he leaned in to whisper softly to Mika. “I think I... w-wet my um... um... big boy panties, Nii Nii...”[/color] He looked down at his hands to embarressed to say more.

Mikazaru shook Roki's shoulders, hoping that the boy would respond talk to him, but Roki seemed confused and sad. Mikazaru grew impatient, wanting to hear from Roki what he had been talking about, what had been going on in the boy's mind, but suddenly Roki pushed his hands away, him away, and Mikazaru stared at him in confusion and shock; he hadn't expected Roki to do that.
‘’NO!! I... I can't say... I don't remember very much because some of the pictures are gone but... but daddy said... s-said...’’, Roki said to him finally and he began to sob. Mikazaru didn't know what to do; he just sat there on his knees staring at the younger boy how he cried and he felt so useless and stupid for acting like this, forcing Roki to speak. He shouldn't have done that, he realized now, but he had been worried about him, he had needed to know. He felt selfish.
‘’Daddy... It had hurt... So much pain yet as I screamed... Water... There was so much pain and water but... Toru was better... Softer... And he... There was no stick... No wait it wasn't a stick... Daddy... Daddy what did you have Daddy...?’’, Roki kept on mumbling, his word causing so much confusion for Mikazaru. He didn't know what to boy was talking about; well, actually he did know but maybe he tried not to know, because it was way too horrible and sad and disturbing. He felt tears sting his eyes but forced them back; he felt like crying for Roki, but crying for the boy wouldn't solve anything, it would show compassion but it would never wipe away Roki's memories nor change the past or fix the problems at the kid's home. He couldn't cry.
‘’But... But daddy's hurt yet it came... so much water... with Toru... Toru was different... his... it was hands right? No... No stick like daddy... Daddy had a stick? It hurt... so much blood... Toru's hands though... soft... so soft... Bwothy help? He said he help... He said feels good... But Daddy say same thing yet hurt... So Toru better? But...’’


‘’I want him to stop, I want him to shut up...’’, Mikazaru thought as he fought back more tears, burying his nails in his knees, in his skin; he could feel his nails through his pants. It hurt, but probably not as much as the pain Roki had been through. Most likely not as much as that poor kid. Mikazaru bit his lip, keeping himself from screaming. Why he felt like screaming, he didn't know.
‘’Why? Why daddy not be like Toru? Toru hates me yet he was so gentle. Daddy used a stick. Why? Why did daddy use a stick?’’, Roki continued and Mikazaru took a deep breath, forcing down those feelings of sadness, that need to scream out and tell Roki to shut up; if he did scream or cry he would probably only make it worse.
‘’B-but... I just went... Why? I... I-I... Nii Nii... c-can I tell you... someding... I think I... w-wet my um... um... big boy panties, Nii Nii...’’, Roki suddenly said and Mikazaru opened his eyes to look at the boy, seeing he had his hand reached down to his pants. Mikazaru swallowed as the boy looked down at his hands and he finally moved, crawling closer to Roki and pulling the younger boy into a tight hug, rocking the kid's body back and forth as to calm him.
‘’It's okay, it's okay. You didn't do it on purpose...’’, Mikazaru lied, too afraid to explain the boy that it wasn't exactly urine he was talking about. He didn't want to worry the boy even more, he couldn't take that. He kept on rocking the boy's body as he patted his head gently. ‘’It's okay, really. No one knows, only me, and I won't tell anyone, okay? Do you wanna go to the restroom or do you wanna stay here or- what do you want to do, Roki?’’

‘’S'up Jayjay? Did yous miss wittle old me~?’’, Airamyst asked and Jeamesero stopped in front of him to catch up on his breath, nodding at the boy. Though, he didn't really now why he had nodded and blushed faintly, rubbing the back of his head. Suddenly Airamyst pulled Jeamesero in a hug and he yelped in shock, before grinning slightly and patting the boy's shoulders gently. ‘’Thankies for coming with me. Really swared and stuffs wright nows...’’
‘’It's okay, I'm here with you. No need to worry. How bad can it be?’’, Jeamesero said with a bright smile on his face when he suddenly heard someone calling out for Airamyst.
‘’Airamyst! Airamyst what was taking you so long?’’, a female voice said, it sounded rather old and raspy. He felt Airamyst pull back from their hug and he quickly did the same, staring at three adults coming their way, a man and a woman and one old woman, probably Airamyst's family.
‘’Now, Mom please don't yell at him. He's done nothing wrong yet and since it's the middle of school-’’, the man said but he was cut off by the older woman, his mother, as he had addressed her like that. The old woman seemed annoyed and angry, impatient.
‘’Oh shut up. I know how to address the boy. Well... Half a boy I guess. You really need to do something about your sick long hair. Short hair is meant for a boy.’’, Airamyst's grandmother said before looking at Airamyst and Jeamesero swallowed at the look in her eyes; she was one of those persons who didn't accept people for being different, for who they truly wear. This old woman was one of those who wanted to control other people, and she controlled poor Airamyst. ‘’Well? Come over here now!’’
‘’Y-Yes, Grandmother!’’, Airamyst said in response and he gripped Jeamesero's hand tight for a moment before letting go and hurrying over to his grandmother and parents; Jeamesero followed him, he was scared of the boy's grandmother but he wanted to help Airamyst and support him.


‘’Now who is that boy with you? Hurry up and be quick we haven't got all day!’’, the old woman said and Jeamesero wanted to open his mouth to speak, so say his name, but Airamyst already beat him to it.
‘’Grandmother this would be my new school acquaintance, Jeamesero. Jeamesero these are my mother, father, and grandmother.’’, Airamyst said and Jeamesero nodded, completely dumbfounded. He actually knew how to react and how to introduce himself; his father had often taken him to meetings when he was a bit younger and he had been sitting there at a table with acquaintances from his father, or people who worked for him. Because his father wanted him to take over his job as the boss of FedEx when he was older. Jeamesero hated it, he didn't want to have the job, but he had no choice. His brother Mustafa was a troublemaker and not fit for the job and Shun would be a great boss but he wasn't his father's son; Jeamesero and Shun only had the same mother.
‘’You in the same classes as my grandson? Must be you look about the same age. Your appearance is that of a female as well. Great another gay. World's full of them. Damn fagots...’’, the old woman said and Jeamesero swallowed again, feeling tears start to well up in his eyes, but he forced them back. Airamyst hadn't cried yet, himself. If Jeamesero would cry he would make a poor example of a student and probably get Airamyst in trouble, or worse, Airamyst's grandmother could refuse her grandson to stop being friends with Jeamesero. That was the least Jeamesero wanted to happen because there weren't many people who spoke to him and who he could call friends. There weren't many people like him.
‘’Boy! boy are you listening to me!?’’, she called out again and Airamyst nodded his head, looking at her.
‘’Yes, Grandmother?’’, the boy said and the old woman hissed back: ‘’Pay attention or I will take another look at the hair over yours...’’


‘’Sorry I promise not to let it happen again. I swear my dearest namesake to it. Now you came to see my school and where all of my classes are held correct? My dear friend and acquaintance, Jeamesero and I would be purely delighted to escort you around the floral covered grounds and eszuiste buildings.’’, Airamyst sad as he held his arm out to his grandmother and Jeamesero took a step back, watching the woman carefully.
‘’Well child? Do speak up when you are addressing me.’’, his grandmother spoke again and Airamyst nodded again. ‘’I trust your coming along as well my lady mother and my lord father?’’, the boy asked before turning to Jeamesero and holding out his hand to the boy. ‘’Do you have the means and duration to help me, Master Jeamesero?’’, he asked and Jeamesero looked at Airamyst's hand with a puzzled look before looking up at the boy and nodding, bowing his head slightly in respect.
‘’Of course...’’, he said as polite as possible, even though the tension was killing him; he felt so nervous and scared around these people, especially the old lady who seemed to have a grudge towards her own grandson.
His eyes fell on her and he looked her up and down, rather impolite, before he thought of an idea. It was time to do something risky, but something that needed to be done.
Jeamesero huffed, he didn't like this woman at all. It was time to help out Airamyst, to support he boy. He was going to use the rules that his father had taught him when he was younger; he might appear childish and younger for his age and like one that knew nothing of rules or politeness, but Jeamesero knew all about it. He was ready to put his 'work' face on.


‘’Um madam, please excuse me.’’, he said in a very mature way; even his voice sounded like that of a mature person, grown up and low. ‘’May I suggest you get to know me better before you start judging me for my appearance? I might have long hair but that's not because I want to be like a girl. It is a family tradition to have long hair as a boy. My father had it too, and he cut it short when he became the boss of FedEx. Even my Nii- I mean, my older brother has long hair, and he's only interested in women. It is a tradition in our family and if you disrespect my appearance you disrespect my family's traditions. I will cut my hair short too when I take over my father's occupation as the boss of FedEx.’’, Jeamesero lied. It was nor a family tradition nor his father had ever had long hair.
He felt a grin form on his lips but forced himself to remain calm and keep a steady face, a serious look in his bright blue eyes, which even looked a bit more dull and mature now, as well. ‘’I will pretend I have not heard your insult, though, madam; we can start over again if you would like and treat each other with respect. I treat you with respect, madam, so I guess you do the same, or I could make a call to my father and say you have disrespected our family traditions and insulted me, which means you've insulted my father as well. So, let's start over.’’
He bowed at her, as deep as he could, to show the old woman respect, even though he really wanted to see her hurt right now. Though, he would never hurt anyone, not even the people he dislikes or hated, Jeamesero wasn't like that; he would always let his father take care of it. If she refused to show him respect Jeamesero would call his father. And his father always had a fitting punishment for people who showed disrespect to him, his sons or his family name. Even old Japanese punishments were still used by the Tamashii family sometimes, which were centuries old and could nowadays be described as barbaric. After all Jeamesero's family came from a centuries old bloodline of Japanese people, servers of emperors such. He never spoke of it, but Jeamesero knew all about it.