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Forty-Five
Was it so wrong to lie when time stops for that one
moment? Is it then, when nothing moves but the beat of hearts, where not
even the flare of a synapse occurs, where not a breath passes – is it in this
frozen point in time that lying even exists? After all, could consequence
occur in a place (or a time) when the soul was free to frolic with that of
another in the simple entanglement of a kiss? Not in a world that, by all
laws then, shouldn't exist. After all, if there is no such place where
time has no motion, then no crime such as lying could then be perpetrated in
said place.
At least, this is what Shun reasoned as the spark passed
through him, causing him to lift his arms up and tighten them around Suka's
neck. Keeping necessary distance where it belonged, the pink-haired boy
pulled his roommate as tightly to him as possible, relishing in the simplicity
of the touch. Murmuring for just a moment, he tensed as Suka's hands rode
up along his back, lifting his shirt slightly.
He had no time to relax, however, as something slithered
across his lips, Hasukawa's jaw dropping open slightly. He squirmed for a
second as a tongue pushed forward to mix with his own. It was suddenly
way more adventurous than he had hoped to get. Not only did one hand slip south
to his rear, but also in that Kazuya's tongue was dancing a storm in his
mouth. Coughing, Shun pulled his hands back and placed them on his
friend's shoulders, pushing him back as he quickly stooped to pick up his
robe. Standing, he looked a little downcast, blushing immediately at what
he saw. He then brought his gaze back up where Hasukawa just stared, somewhat
of a pout on his face as one hand reached out to rest on his face.
"Shun-chan? Are you alright?" With
flushed cheeks he fell back against the door, placing his hand upon Kazuya's to
lower it from his cheek.
"I'm just not . . . it was just too far,
Suka-chan." He was lying. He really did want nothing more than to go on –
go all the way, maybe – but could not risk being found out. Giving him somewhat
of an apologetic smile, Shun maneuvered his hand behind him and opened the
door.
"Shun. . ." He bowed his head slightly.
"I'm sorry, I don't know why I did that. It just felt good. . .
I've. . . I've wanted to do it for a while. . ." He gave a small laugh,
granting another sorry as Shun shut the door.
"Oh, no, no Suka-chan, don't be sorry. It's
not your fault!" He sighed, leaning back against the door. Hasukawa
had always been somewhat impetuous, usually feeling the burden of his mistakes
much later. That is, if they turned out to be mistakes. Sometimes
he just got lucky. Lately, or rather, ever since that bang to the head,
he'd been crossing the realm of impromptu into just plain bold.
Still, Kazuya smiled. "I know I've been acting
a little different, you know, since that bang to the head I took. But I'm
sorry if I seem—"
What did he say?
"Wh-what did you
say?!" Shun cried.
Suka cocked an eyebrow, rubbing the back of the
head. "You know, when I bashed my head on the bed frame."
"You . . . you knew all this time. . . ?" He
wobbled a bit, holding a death's grip on the doorknob.
"Oh, yeah, you bet," Hasukawa chuckled,
shrugging. "How else would I have gotten this huge knot on my
head?" He stepped back, moving to sit as his desk. "It's been
bothering me for the last few days, but it's been lessening."
Kisaragi relaxed a bit, sighing in relief.
"Oh, y-yeah, of course."
"And, um, about what just happened. . . I won't do
it unless you want to." He flashed Shun a smile, who stood as rigid as a
board. ". . . Weren't you gonna go to the bath? I have some
homework to catch up on. Ever since Mitsuru and Shinobu became terminal
students they've been tough on me even though I stopped getting tutored!"
He looked at his watch. "Shinobu should be by to wallop me any
minute now. . ."
Shun couldn't help but chuckle as he open the door.
"Yeah, I'll see you in a bit, Suka-chan. Good luck."
"Mm." Glancing back over his shoulder, Shun
watched as Kazuya began scribbling on a piece of paper, reading from a textbook
as he took some notes. For a moment, another picture of the old Hasukawa
flashed before him, the one from before the whole fiasco. . . And at this he
sighed, shutting the door as he padded into the hall. But it was for a
mere second before he peeked back in, whistling to get Suka's attention.
"Oh, did you want to see Hiro-kun,
now? I mean, if you're just getting over the pain, maybe you and I oughta talk to him." He gave him a caring smile,
motives along the lines of just having that old Suka-chan back flashing for
just a moment before Kazuya opened him mouth to answer.
What does he say? :
["Sure."] – Go to
Chapter Forty-Four (44)
["Nah, maybe later."]
– Go to Chapter Thirty-Six (36)
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