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Chapter List
- 1-BOUND
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Twenty-One
- 22-Twenty-Two
- 23-Twenty-Three
- 24-Twenty-Four - END
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~ Eighteen ~
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Friday morning began as it usually did, with a swat to the alarm. However, while I brushed my teeth, the bathroom seemed just a bit more cramped than usual. It was then that I noticed that my light brown hair was brushing my shoulders. It had grown too.
Dressing turned out fine since I actually had clothes that fit, but going down the stairs on my way to breakfast proved...troublesome. The stairs seemed almost too small for my feet. I missed the third step entirely, overbalanced and tipped forward.
Staring hard at the long row of hard wooden stairs and the harder wooden floor a long way down, I gasped sharply in shock. Desperately I reached out and somehow actually caught the handrail. I landed hard two steps further dawn, barking my shins in the process, but at least I didn't fall down the entire flight of stairs.
Touko and Shigure rushed from the kitchen into the hall. "Takashi...!"
I climbed back onto my feet with a smile and a wave. "Ah! I'm fine. I just tripped."
Touko's hand covered her mouth, her eyes wide. It was obvious that she was on the edge of panic.
Shigure winced then smiled. "Your feet too big for the stairs now?" It was clearly an attempt to make the situation into a joke to reassure Touko.
I brightened my smile and chuckled. I didn't want Touko panicked either. "That's what it looks like." I continued down the stairs with my hand firmly on the rail. I couldn't trust that my feet would actually land on the stairs properly.
When I reached the bottom, Shigure clapped his arm over my shoulder. His gaze was almost even with mine. I was only a few centimeters shorter. He looked up at the top of my head meaningfully then grinned. "Ah, it won't be long now before you'll be ducking to go through doorways!"
I eyed the top of the doorway. It was far closer than I remembered it being and reflexively ducked. "Gods, I hope not!" I sat down at the breakfast table with care. The whole kitchen seemed smaller than before, and the furniture more fragile.
Over breakfast, Shigure and I joked about having to make the doors and ceilings higher for me.
Eventually, Touko smiled and joined in with a comment on finally having someone in the house tall enough to change all the ceiling light-bulbs. At least, I was pretty sure she was joking. I was only a few centimeters shorter than Shigure, but a whole head taller than Touko.
I left the house book bag and napkin-wrapped lunchbox in hand with a sense of relief. Inside the house, everything looked so small and delicate. Outside, the sky, the fields, the mountains, the high stone walls around the individual houses, everything assumed its seemingly proper over-large proportions; even my clothes. The brand-new smoke gray overcoat I wore was more than a bit large on me. It flapped at my ankles. The black and white hounds tooth patterned muffler was also longer than I was used to wearing. Apparently, Touko expected me to get even taller -- a frightening prospect.
The morning walk to school was peaceful and quiet. My arrival however...
Half-way across the stone bridge that spanned the dike surrounding the small school, energetic Nishimura dashed right into my path. "Whoa...! Natsume, is that you?" He squinted up at me. "Uwah! So big...!"
I ducked my head. "Morning." Unfortunately, since I was almost a whole head taller it didn't hide my pained expression at all.
Laid-back Kitamoto casually strolled over to my side with his chin up. "Ah... I'm still taller."
I lifted my head and frowned at him. I wasn't so sure he was right, but if he was, it was... "Only by a centimeter or so."
Kitamoto flashed a brief smile. "Taller is still taller."
Nishimura grinned. "Better luck on your next growth spurt!" Laughing, he smacked me across the back and bolted.
"Hey...!" I swung out an arm to grab him, but missed.
Smiling, Kitamoto patted my shoulder then trotted after his friend. "Oi! Nishimura...!"
I stared after them, stunned. That was it? My sudden growth was that easy to accept? All the way up the school drive, through the foyer and into the shoe-locker area I gathered quite a few stares and more than a few whispers, but that was all.
I put my coat away, changed into my indoor shoes, then collected my class texts still puzzling over the non-reactions I'd gotten. It was obvious that everyone had noticed that I was taller, but apparently, I wasn't quite tall enough to trigger a serious reaction. It was almost...disappointing.
"Oi." The voice was low, familiar, and directly behind me.
"Eh!" Startled, I slammed my locker closed and whirled, smashing my back against my locker -- to stare straight into Kaname Tanuma's ink-black eyes. My heart wrenched in my chest. In my experience, few people handled encounters with the spirits well. Most people preferred to forget they ever happened, to the point of avoiding anything and everything that reminded them of their experience -- which usually included me.
After nearly being strangled by one on the temple stairs, I fully expected that Kaname would never want to see or speak to me again.
Kaname blinked at me then frowned. "Tall..."
I blinked right back? Eh...? Kaname was speaking to me? I frowned in suspicion. Had he taken a hit to the head I hadn't seen and had his memory loosened? I didn't see any bandages...
Kaname leaned in close and whispered. "Is it really you this time, Takashi?"
"What?" I blinked in confusion then shook my head. "Wait, what do you mean by, 'this time'?"
Kaname snorted and folded his arms across his chest. "Let's just say that the day before yesterday, it wasn't you."
I frowned. The day before yesterday...? Comprehension dawned. The day before yesterday Hinoe had worn my form while I was... err, with Madara. Apparently, Kaname had noticed the difference. I winced and scratched the back of my head. "Ah yes, it's me. About that..."
Kaname abruptly lunged in close. His hands landed on the lockers to either side of my shoulders. He whispered. "Did you break it?"
Tanuma's handsome face was so close to mine I could practically taste his breath. Completely unable to form a coherent thought, I mindlessly repeated what I'd heard without realizing what I was saying. "Break...it?"
Kaname curled his lip. "The binding, idiot! Did you break it?"
Awareness crashed into me. Oh, that! I nodded sharply; more to snap myself awake than anything else. "Yes! Yes, it's broken, as of last night."
Kaname dropped his head onto my shoulder and sagged into me. "Thank the gods..."
Having his weight pressing against me felt good. In fact, just a little too good, but this time I had firm control over my...urges. I also had a hefty dose of guilt weighing on my mind. I reached up and pushed lightly at his shoulder. "Ah, about back then, on the temple stairs...?
"Oh yeah..." Kaname's head lifted. His black eyes narrowed and his lip curled into a snarl. "Go home?"
I winced and raised my hands in surrender. "Err... I apologize?"
Kaname grabbed the front of my uniform with both fists and pulled me from the lockers. "I will accept your apology under two conditions."
I pulled back half-heartedly, more on principal. I didn't actually want to escape his hold. "Okay?"
Kaname tightened his grip on my jacket. "One: never tell me to 'go home' like I'm some helpless brat again, and two; you will meet me in the empty room at lunch and tell me everything that happened after that."
I stiffened. Everything...? I swallowed hard. No way in hell was I going to tell him what I'd been doing for a whole day and night! Doing my utmost to avoid flinching under his stare, I lifted one shoulder very casually and gave him my best counter-offer. "Well, I don't quite remember everything--" Actually, the truth. "--But I'll tell you what I can?"
Kaname's eyes narrowed and a low growl echoed in his chest. "And the first...?"
I held his stare. Silence descended between us. The homeroom bell pealed, sounding ungodly loud in my ears.
Kaname's jaw tightened--so did his fists in my black uniform jacket. Clearly, Kaname was not going to give on this one.
Crap... "Fine." I looked away. "I-I won't tell you to go home again." I'd just have to avoid letting him know when things got dangerous. I glanced at him from the corner of my eye.
Kaname closed his eyes and sighed. Abruptly, he opened his eyes and smiled. "Good enough." He turned and strode up the hall with a wave. "See you at lunch!"
"Eh...?" I stared after him in shock.
Nishimura came from around the lockers with Kitamoto at his heels. "Natsume! What are you doing here? Homeroom just rang! Let's go! Let's go...!" I was grabbed by the arms and dragged at a trot to my homeroom class.
When I walked into the long window-lined classroom, I barely noticed the stares that acknowledged my change in height. My mind and heart were far too occupied. Despite what had happened, and that I was the cause of it, Kaname was still speaking to me. I hadn't lost my friend!
Unfortunately, I was so preoccupied with my thoughts I almost slammed face-first into my homeroom teacher. I blinked at the slightly portly middle-aged man eye to eye. Although he was broader in the shoulders and the middle, he was the same height I was when only days ago he'd been a whole head taller.
For a moment, I honestly thought he'd shrunk.
The teacher folded his arms across his chest and his brow lifted behind his glasses. "Welcome back, young Natsume." He tapped his whip-slender pointer against his shoulder.
I hurriedly fished the doctor's note from my book bag and shoved the note at him with a hasty bow. "My apologies, sensei."
He took the note, read it and both brows lifted. "Growth spurt, eh?" He eyed me up and down. "I’d say that was an understatement."
Badly muffled giggles and snickers came from my classmates.
My face burning with embarrassment, I could only duck my head to hide behind my overlong hair. "Yes, sir."
The teacher sighed heavily then tilted his head toward the class. "Try not to give yourself a concussion on the doorway lintels, please."
The whole class laughed out loud.
"Yes sir." I fled to my seat by the window.
~ * ~
My classes progressed one after the other and I was pleased to find that I wasn't as far behind in my class work or studies as I'd thought. As for the tests that I'd supposedly taken the day before yesterday...?
My Japanese history teacher slapped a paper down on my desk. A big red 0 stared up at me. "Tomorrow, be here to retake this. Understood?"
I could only hunch down in my seat and nod.
By the time the time lunch arrived, I had three tests to take over on Saturday. I spread the tests out on my desk and stared at the dismal scores with a heavy sigh. The best that could be said for Hinoe's answers was that they'd been...creative. On the other hand, a fourth test proved that she was apparently far better at math than I was.
I dropped my head to my desk and moaned. So much for using Saturday to catch up on all the sleep I'd missed the past week. Simply going to bed early was out too. I had a pile of cramming to do before I could even think about sleep.
Before I realized it, Nishimura was leaning over my shoulder blinking wide-eyed at my scores. He whispered in an awed voice, "Wow Natsume, you really sucked."
With a scowl, I shoved his head away and crammed my tests into my briefcase. That's when the lunch bell rang. I pulled out my cloth-wrapped lunchbox and fled the room.
Two steps beyond the doorway, the back of my collar was grabbed by a firm hand. "Oi."
Alarm blazed through me. I whirled, fist raised.
Kaname blinked at me and released my collar. There was a cloth-wrapped lunchbox in his other hand.
I lowered my fist with a scowl. "Don't startle me like that!"
With a sly smile, he swatted the back of my head. "Idiot." The swat actually stung. He stepped past me. "Let's go."
I followed after him down the crowded hallway rubbing the back of my head. "What the hell was that for?"
Kaname glanced over his shoulder at me. "Somebody's grumpy today."
I scowled. "You would be too if you had to redo three tests this coming Saturday."
Kaname's brows rose then he looked ahead, watching me from the corner of his eyes. "So, your substitute was that bad, eh?"
I rolled my eyes. "Hinoe's good in math, but she sucks in Japanese Lit, history, and social studies."
Kaname frowned. "She...?"
I nodded. "She's a shape-shifter, but she hates men, so I'm not sure why she did it for me."
Kaname blinked. "That was a spirit?"
I stiffened. I hadn't meant to just spit it out like that. Too late now. I sighed. "Yeah. She took my place to keep Natori off my tail."
He suddenly grinned. "She wouldn't happen to be, you know...lesbian, would she?"
I blinked at him. He wasn't shocked, or even bothered by it? Never mind that, pay attention! "Lesbian? Yeah, big-time."
Kaname sighed. "Well, that explains why she was hanging all over that second-year girl." He grinned. "That girl probably thinks you want to go out with her now."
I rolled my eyes. "Great..." Wondering how in hell I was going to fix that mess in the making, I followed Kaname into the dead-end hallway and then stepped into the deserted classroom. I set my lunch down on the teachers' desk.
Behind me, Kaname slid the door closed behind us and turned the door lock -- loudly.
I turned, frowning. "Kaname...?"
Kaname grabbed me by the shoulder and the back of the head, then slammed his open mouth onto mine, kissing me hard enough to shove me back against the desk. His knee jammed itself between my legs then his thigh pressed up against my crotch and rubbed, hard.
Tipped backwards, I grabbed onto Kaname's upper arms to keep from falling over. I couldn't have protested if I'd wanted to; his tongue was in my mouth. I couldn't have strung two words together anyway. His taste, and his thigh against my crotch, literally emptied my head -- to fill my dick.
Truthfully, being with Madara for a whole night and day was more than enough to keep my...urges under control. However, since it was what Kaname obviously wanted I decided to go along with it. Personally, I was just plain happy that he still wanted to associate with me. I hadn't lost him due to the dangerous nature of the spirits around me, the way I'd lost every other person -- human person -- in my life.
Kaname released one of my shoulders to jerk the buttons on my jacket open then started on the buckle and button to my pants. Only moments later, yanked my pants down to my knees. He released my mouth with a tight-jawed, narrow-eyed look on his face to shove my shoulder hard.
My back landed against the desktop none too gently. I winced, but otherwise didn't complain.
Kaname then grabbed both of my legs to drag my ass all the way to the very edge of the desk. He swooped down to suck my dick into his hot, wet, and skillful mouth. I don't know how he did it, but he also yanked off my shoes, my pants, and my jockey's from my legs all while sucking my dick like he was starving. Then he started tugging on my nipples.
In only seconds, I was writhing, gasping, and violently hard.
He pushed my right leg up, my knee pressing against my stomach then shoved it up onto his shoulder. Two slick fingers suddenly pressed hard against my anus. Obviously, he'd brought some sort of lube which meant he'd planned to...do this all along.
I pushed out against his fingers, but it didn't take much effort. I was still rather...stretched from Madara's...efforts the night before.
He pressed his fingers deep and rolled them around, working my anus while sucking my cock. His fingers hit that place inside me.
Electric ecstasy burned throughout my pelvis region then raced up my spine to arch my back. Right on the edge of filling his mouth with cum, I moaned and shuddered,
His hand tightened around my cock, stopping my release, and he pulled his mouth from me. "Don't you dare. Not yet." His fingers withdrew from my ass and then the sound of his belt being released, and the sound of a zipper. Kaname lifted his head, his jaw still tight, almost angry.
I leaned up on my elbows and frowned. "Kaname, what...?"
"Shut up." His hand slammed over my mouth hard, shoving me flat on the desk again. He released my mouth to haul my other leg up over his shoulder. Then gripping my thighs with bruising force, he practically rammed himself into me.
It wasn't comfortable by any means. I arched up and gasped out a startled choking cry. However, I had been close to ready for him, so the discomfort faded quickly to become merely tight fullness.
Leaning over me, Kaname held perfectly still, his eyes shut tight and his teeth clenched. "Don't fight me, just let me..." His black gaze met mine briefly. "I need you, right now."
I smiled, though it wasn't easy. He was iron hard, and apparently not in the mood to be gentle. "It's okay. I want you too." I reached up to grab onto the side of the desk above my head.
Kaname released a long breath. "Good, good..." He pulled back to ram right back in deep and hard.
We both gasped and groaned.
Head up but eyes closed, Kaname proceeded to fuck the hell out of me, pistoning in and out with fierce urgency. His breath came in open-mouthed pants and his face looked as though he were in pain. However, he somehow made sure to hit that spot in me on every stroke.
Brutal pleasure hammered through me and right up my spine on each thrust. It was so good I had to cover my own mouth with one hand to smother my cries while hanging onto the edge of the desk with white-knuckles.
Kaname choked then groaned. "Gods, I'm cumming." He grabbed for my dick, pumping it for all he was worth.
Climax rose in a violently hard wave, arching my back and stealing my breath.
Kaname grabbed the back of my neck and yanked me up to meet his mouth, nearly folding me in half. His choking cries of pleasure mixed with mine. His cock pulsed in my ass and hot wetness jetted deep inside me. Apparently, he hadn't worn a condom.
My hot cum splattered both our bellies. I hadn't worn one either.
Kaname released my mouth panting for breath and pulled back. "Gods... I waited for you."
I stiffened then sat up. "What?" Liquid slid down the crack of my ass then down the back of my thighs. Kaname definitely hadn't been wearing a condom. I winced at the mess.
Kaname stared hard at my leaking ass, then reached down to his dropped pants and fished into the back pocket. He pulled out a plastic baggie with a wad of diaper wipes, opened the package to pull out a few wipes, then offered the bag to me.
He had definitely planned this with the intent to skip the condoms.
I took the wipes and started to apply it to the mess on my stomach, and ass. The whole session had taken maybe ten minutes at the most.
After cleaning himself, Kaname chucked his used wipes into the waste basket at the side of the desk and pulled his pants up. "At my house, I waited for you, but you never came." He reached down to pick up my pants and set them on the desk beside me. "And when I came to school, there you were. Only it wasn't you. I could feel it on my skin that it wasn't you, but..." He looked away to straighten his shirt and buckle his belt. "It was...hard, seeing you but not talking to you, not...touching you, even though I knew it wasn't you." He choked out a tight laugh. "Sounds stupid, doesn't it?"
"No. It doesn't sound stupid at all." He'd missed me. It was a strange feeling, knowing that you were missed. Warm, yet guilty at the same time. I slid off the desk. My knees wobbled just a bit. He'd fucked me hard. I dragged my underwear and pants on. "I couldn't go to your house. I was...someplace Natori and his spirits couldn't get to me."
He turned to look at me with a snort. "Where was that, the top of the mountain?"
I winced. Kaname's intuition was just plain scary. I tucked in my shirt and buckled my pants closed. "Yes, actually. I was in an old shrine at the top of the mountain, a really old shrine no one knows about any more." I hopped back onto the desk with only a minor flinch, and grabbed for my lunch box. I was suddenly starving. "No one human anyway."
He blinked and reached for his neglected lunch box. "You had spirits guarding you?"
I flinched. I hadn't meant to say that last bit out loud. Too late now. I sighed and untied the knot in the cloth napkin tied around the box. "Yes, I did. One of them, Hinoe, was the other 'me' you saw. She was acting as a decoy to keep Natori from figuring out where I really was."
Kaname's eyes widened. "I had no idea that spirits were helpful."
"They can be." I smiled sourly. "If there's something in it for them." Such as keeping the Book of Friends out of Natori's hands. Although sheer entertainment value seemed to count too. I stuffed my mouth with Touko's lunch and groaned. Gods, she was a good cook.
Kaname sat down next to me and opened his black lacquer lunch box. "And that's it?"
My mouth full, I nodded. I swallowed and reached for more. "He'll be gone in a few days. I just have to keep out of reach until then." More like, keep out of hand's reach. As long as I kept my clothes on and kept Nyanko -- Madara -- nearby, I'd be fine around him.
I still had a few choice words for the son of a bitch -- starting with 'I told you so', and ending with 'Don't try that again'. I smiled at Kaname. "So, what else happened while I was gone?"
Kaname and I finished our lunches while talking about things that didn't actually matter. It was nice. On the way back, we detoured by the boys' john to clean up a bit more thoroughly, among other business.
The rest of school progressed fairly normally, except for yet another failed test I'd have to do again on Saturday.
After school, Nyanko was waiting in the grass for me. Even so, I stuffed him in my gym bag and spent my pocket change on a bus ride with Kaname, but only as far as the bus stop on the other side of town, a couple of blocks from my house. I wasn't about to take the chance that Natori was lying in wait for me.
I wanted to confront him on my terms, not his.
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