School of homoerotic nature

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School of homoerotic nature


„Are you sure this is necessary“ Shuichi Shindou sighed, as he loked upwards the huge, grey walls, over the dreary garden in front of the olg building and up the dark battlement of “Fouoshim boarding school for boys”. How could his parents do this to him? A boarding school far away from home, from his friends, from everything ….. Shuichi felt little tears forming themselves at the corners f his eys, but he refused to let them fall ver his cheeks. Mrs. Shindou, who on the other side cried little brooks, dried her cheeks with a handkerchief an looked at her son with big, sad eys. “You know there aren’t any other possibilities. Your father .. with the new job .. there isn’t anyone who could looke after you. And see the positiv side:Fouoshim is a very good school. And maybe you will find new friends. Real ones” Yeah, real ones. It was always the same. Just because he didn’t hang araound with the kids his parents would like he war the black sheep. Why couldn’t they just say that they wanted him out of hme. He would have left within a second. But, of course, his parents would find a “decent” way to get rid of him. Like putting him into a boarding school with arrogant, little freaks from “good households”. “Here, take your suitcase”, Mrs. Shindou said and gave her son his suitcase, wich wasn’t so heavy, since Shuichi decided he would run away anyway where he wouldn’t need a full an heavy suitcase to make things difficult. Shuichi grabbed the suitcase and gave his mother a quick kiss, as she pressed him against her in a big bear hug. “I will missyou so much darling”, his mother said, over dramatically. Shuichi rolled his eys but swallowed when he felt tears coming up again. A few minuits later Shuichi’s mum was in her car an on the way home, while he himself stood in front of a big, grey and unfriendly building. His mum had said he had to go to the headmaster after his arrival but he wasn’t really in the mood to. As Shuichi went up to the big, wooden door wich lead into the building, he thought about Hiro, his best friends, and aboutall the plans they had had back in summer. They wanted to make a band, play at parties. Hiro playing the guitar amd Shuichi singing. Hell, they even had had a few songs. But now this all would never happen, thanks to his parents, who probably wantd to make his life as bad a possible.

Inside the buidling the look Shuichi got back outside matched perfectly what he saw now: stony, grey walls, red carpets on the floor, high ceilings and old painitgs eveywhere. It was horrible. There where hardly any windows, except from the tiny ones that were placed here and there. In front of Shuichi there was a huge staircase, of cousre made of stone, wich lead to the rooms upstairs, maybe the bedrooms. Shuichi swallowed again. How coul someone live here. It was cold, unfriendly, grey ….. so out of life. He took a little note from his pocket where his room number stood. 227. This would be in one of the floors at the top. Shuichi sighned and decided it would be best of he went to his room first and collect his things, or take a short nap, before he went to visit the headmaster. Hopefully he woulnd’t meet someone at his way to his room. It wasn’t so that Shuichi couldn’t act with strangers well, but he wasn’t really in the mood now for arrogant older boys who told him their a so interesting life story and show him the school, or worst, made fun out of him or anything like that. No, just into the room and hide as long as it would be possible. Already very tired Shuichi made his way up the big staircase.

Nearly twenty minuits later Shuichi found himself standing in front of a door with big letters made out of brass on it, reading 227. He sighned. This school was more a labyrinth than anything else. He nearly dumped into a person wich would have been a teacher or something like that. Luckily he quickly had hided in a corner. He wanted his time alone now. No teacher, no pupils, no headmaster no everything. Shuichi pushed the door open, relived that there wasn’t anyone behind it, and stepped into the room. It was a very small one, with just one little window. Two uncomfrtable looking beds stood on either side of the room. A little desk and a big cupboard were there too. Shuichi wasn’t really disappointed. He hadn’t expected anything comfortable, anything that would make you feel at home. And if he had expected this he would be already lying on the floor by now, crying and wanting to be at home. As he took a closer look at the grey walls in the room he neary jumped out of his shoes. There were osters of half naked man everywhere, the words Live a life full of anal sex where painted above one of the beds. Shuichi turned red and hot all overe the face just seeing this. What a perverted prick lived here? Sure, he had expected that the guys here would be a little into guy sex and all, with no girls here this was really understandable, but this. Shuichi sat onto the bed where no paintings and posters decorated the wall. The would have to run away sooner than had thought, before he got molested by his roommate. The he thought that he was maybe overreacting. But it was just that he missed his friends so much and all the stuff he could do back home and couldn’t now. Like singing.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Shuichi wondered who this could be, but then thought this was a silly question, becouse if he would like to know, he just should open the door. But even if he didn’t like to know he would have to open the door, because whoever it was would come into the room anyway. The door wasn’t locked. So Shuichi got up and opened the door. He nearly jumped at the view in front of him. There he stood, the most beautiful creature in the world. Tall, with an cold expression on the face, but with the most wonderful, piercing golden eys Shuichi had ever seen. This eys stared at him, cold but he was fascinated by them. Golden hair, kissed from the sun, fell over these vulnerable features of soft, white skin. Shuichi felt his knees getting weak, like jelly, and his heart thigtned at the thought of this yong man in front of him. Shuichi’s cheeks got hot and red and he trembled. “Are you Shuichi Shindou?” Like if he had been in trance Shuichi blocked of his train of thoughts about this beautiful man, wondering why he even had this thoughts, and tried to not stare into this piercing golden eys. “Y – Yes” Shuichi stammered, happy that he even managed to say something. “I’m Yuki Eiri”, the cold, deep and hard voice said. So his wonderful new obsession hab a name. Shuichi’s eys became glassy and big. Yuki, what a wonderful and hard name. It suited his blonde god to perfectly. “I was asked to guid you around a little bit and take you to the headmaster” Yuki said. Shuichi really didn’t care where this god like creature was about to take him somewhere, erything that matters was that he was going to take him ….. somewhere. Shuichi blushed. He wasn’t supposed to think something like that. “Are you coming or not?” . Yuki’s hard voice brought him out of nirvana and Shuichi had to realize, that his blond god was already on the way to ….somewhere. Quikly Shuichi closed the door behind him and run to Yuki.

Maybe this boarding school wasn’t so ba at all.
Maybe he wouldn’t run away so soon.