Broken Porcelain
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Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
3,239
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Gravitation, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Punishment and then some
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Broken Porcelain
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Thankfully he didn't have to talk about himself just yet and was instead introduced to all of the other boys in the room. Some of them seemed nice while the others... the others were just plain weird. Besides Suguru, Hiro, and Tatsuha there were four other boys. Ikari, Taiki, Sho, and Masa.
When Hiro had introduced him to Taiki and Masa he could have sworn that they were brothers. They both had dark features, and thick accents (he imagined that they were from Osaka). When he asked about it they all laughed and shook their heads no, and said that none of the boys in the room were related.
"Why?" Shuichi asked curiously as he sat down next to them all. Tatsuha shrugged as he leaned against the wall.
"They really don't allow relatives to board with each other. They have to be in different years to even go here." Shuichi was going to ask why when there was a loud knock on the door before they swung open to reveal Mrs. Shigure. They all stood up quickly and bowed and he stared at them in some rapt fascination, never seeing anyone stand so quickly just to greet another person, before he too stood up and gave a bow.
This didn't settle too well with Mrs. Shigure and as her icy gaze fell on him she stepped into the room.
"Come here Shindou." She snapped. He flinched harshly, not expecting her to use a voice so familiar to him and lowered his head, his shoulders slumping as he walked towards her.
She watched him with cold, practiced eyes as slowly made his way to her and when he was within two feet of him she ordered him to stop.
"In this school," she began, "there are certain things you must follow. Two of which you blatantly ignored. Respect to the authorities and posture. Do you think, when you are in my presence that I am undeserving of being presented with either?" He looked up with wide eyes and shook his head quickly.
She whipped a fan out of her sleeve and hit him on the head with it, to which he gave a loud whine. "Wild movements with your head will not suffice as an answer. Reply to my question Shindou." Her voice loomed over him like a puppeteers hand and controlled him as if he was one of her dolls.
"No ma'am." He responded quickly. She continued to stare at him and soon he became more nervous (if that was even possible) and lowered his head, twisting the white cotton fabric of his shirt. Seeing this her lips thinned and her shoulders went rigid.
"Hands out, palms up." He looked up at her strangely as if the words she spoke were foreign and watched as she took in a deep breath and stepped closer towards him, repeating it once again.
"Hands out, palms up." he shakily detached his hand from his shirt and lifted them into the air in front of her, not knowing (and not really wanting to know) what she was going to do and he turned his head to the side and squeezed his eyes shut. Before he knew it a loud thwack echoed in the near silent room and he felt a harsh sting on his palms.
His eyes having opened upon the first initial sign of pain he looked over and saw the same closed metal fan that she had hit him with earlier at her side, clenched tightly in her small boney hands.
Everyone in the room watched silently, as if they had seen this spectacle before, which the most likely had, probably experiencing it themselves.
"When you speak to someone, always keep eye contact unless it is inappropriate in the situation. Do not fidget with your sleeves. For one, it is rude, and second, it is a vulgar habit with which we will have to work on, won't we?" He voice sounded colder than it had before and as Shuichi stared into her eyes as she had instructed he trembled slightly. In the eyes of this woman he saw the exact reflection of his mother and above any pain that Mrs. Shigure could inflict on him, that was what scared him the most.
She turned to the other boys, her eyes scanning them as if she was looking for some sort of fault and upon finding none she spoke, "Excuse me for my small distraction as it had brought me away from the reason of my visit. You will all come down to the commons at five P.M. sharp. Tardiness is unacceptable." To this she looked at Shuichi than back at the rest of them, "There you will have a formal dinner." With nothing else spoken she bowed slightly and they returned the gesture (as did Shuichi from where he was) before she turned and walked to the door, opening them and walking out. As soon as the doors gave the soft click indicating it had shut all the way they all let out a relived sigh. Hiro was the first to rush over to Shuichi.
"You okay man?" He looked at the other teen in a searching sort of way, as if he was trying to see his answer without him telling it to him. Shuichi nodded, though unsure, before he shook his head and smiled.
"I'm fine." The taller boy nodded before laughing.
"I thought she was going to give you a wap on the head with that fan of hers again. I guess she went a little easy on you." Shuichi looked at him disbelievingly before he blurted out,
"Easy?!" With this everyone laughed and sat back down, expecting Hiro and Shuichi to do the same.
As everyone was settled once more Masa turned to Tatsuha and tilted his head to the side as he formulated a question.
"Eh, Tatsuha. Don't you have a brother here? Eiri or something like that?" When the other boy nodded he sighed, "Just wondering."
Shuichi looked between the two curiously, "Ne, You have a brother?" The other nodded and ran a hand through his hair.
"He's a complete ass, though. He's the English teacher here, Mrs. Shigure, along with all of the other female teachers, are all ga ga over him." They all laughed at that. "The only time I see him is during class. You'd expect since we're related that he'd go easy on me, but nooo! He picks on me mostly, forcing me to do all this extra crap. I swear, he does it just to piss me off. Oh, and then there's Tohma, the science teacher. This dude does whatever my bro wants and to top it all off, I think he has the hots for him." He yawned before he leaned forward, his hands gripping the front of his legs as he sat cross legged.
Taiki looked over at the ebony haired teenager before smirking, "Don't complain Tats, he might not invite you over to your house in the summer with your brother and if that happens how will you see you hunny Ryuichi?" Every snickered and covered their mouths, trying to not upset the teen any further.
"He'd never do that!" Tatsuha cried and he leaned over onto his hands before suddenly leering at Shuichi, "And besides, if that does happen I have Shuichi here."
Everyone looked towards him and before the boy knew it he was on his back with Tatsuha looming over him.
"You look just like my Ryuichi, I bet you feel like him too..." The other boys eyes looked clouded and as he started to lean down Shuichi started to panic and he started to try and become one with the floor, something that didn't seem to be working very well.
Just as Tatsuha's face was an inch from his his face broke out into a smile before he laughed out an amused,
"Just kidding!"
Pushing himself off of Shuichi he kept the dumb grin plastered to his face. Everyone else was laughing hysterically, thinking that that was the funniest thing the world. Shuichi turned a deep red and laughed slightly, trying to brush off the lingering feelings of panic.
"I was just messing around with you, though you do look a lot like him. Hey, are you related to someone name Ryuichi Sakuma?"
Tatsuha asked excitedly as he hopped up in front of the pink haired teen again, "Like, is he your brother or something?"
Shuichi quickly shook his head, "I don't have any siblings." His voice sounded rushed and the others couldn't help but wonder why but decided not to question about it.
[Shu-Shuichi... H-help me take it o-out, please...]
He shook his head clear and forced a smile as he looked at all of them, "So, a formal dinner, right?"
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Broken Porcelain
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Sorry again for the lateness of this chapter, really I am sorry. But I am getting it out on Saturday, right? I took the advice of one of the reviewers.... I think it was cocoke5... Anyway, thank you for your patience and thank you for reading!
Broken Porcelain
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Thankfully he didn't have to talk about himself just yet and was instead introduced to all of the other boys in the room. Some of them seemed nice while the others... the others were just plain weird. Besides Suguru, Hiro, and Tatsuha there were four other boys. Ikari, Taiki, Sho, and Masa.
When Hiro had introduced him to Taiki and Masa he could have sworn that they were brothers. They both had dark features, and thick accents (he imagined that they were from Osaka). When he asked about it they all laughed and shook their heads no, and said that none of the boys in the room were related.
"Why?" Shuichi asked curiously as he sat down next to them all. Tatsuha shrugged as he leaned against the wall.
"They really don't allow relatives to board with each other. They have to be in different years to even go here." Shuichi was going to ask why when there was a loud knock on the door before they swung open to reveal Mrs. Shigure. They all stood up quickly and bowed and he stared at them in some rapt fascination, never seeing anyone stand so quickly just to greet another person, before he too stood up and gave a bow.
This didn't settle too well with Mrs. Shigure and as her icy gaze fell on him she stepped into the room.
"Come here Shindou." She snapped. He flinched harshly, not expecting her to use a voice so familiar to him and lowered his head, his shoulders slumping as he walked towards her.
She watched him with cold, practiced eyes as slowly made his way to her and when he was within two feet of him she ordered him to stop.
"In this school," she began, "there are certain things you must follow. Two of which you blatantly ignored. Respect to the authorities and posture. Do you think, when you are in my presence that I am undeserving of being presented with either?" He looked up with wide eyes and shook his head quickly.
She whipped a fan out of her sleeve and hit him on the head with it, to which he gave a loud whine. "Wild movements with your head will not suffice as an answer. Reply to my question Shindou." Her voice loomed over him like a puppeteers hand and controlled him as if he was one of her dolls.
"No ma'am." He responded quickly. She continued to stare at him and soon he became more nervous (if that was even possible) and lowered his head, twisting the white cotton fabric of his shirt. Seeing this her lips thinned and her shoulders went rigid.
"Hands out, palms up." He looked up at her strangely as if the words she spoke were foreign and watched as she took in a deep breath and stepped closer towards him, repeating it once again.
"Hands out, palms up." he shakily detached his hand from his shirt and lifted them into the air in front of her, not knowing (and not really wanting to know) what she was going to do and he turned his head to the side and squeezed his eyes shut. Before he knew it a loud thwack echoed in the near silent room and he felt a harsh sting on his palms.
His eyes having opened upon the first initial sign of pain he looked over and saw the same closed metal fan that she had hit him with earlier at her side, clenched tightly in her small boney hands.
Everyone in the room watched silently, as if they had seen this spectacle before, which the most likely had, probably experiencing it themselves.
"When you speak to someone, always keep eye contact unless it is inappropriate in the situation. Do not fidget with your sleeves. For one, it is rude, and second, it is a vulgar habit with which we will have to work on, won't we?" He voice sounded colder than it had before and as Shuichi stared into her eyes as she had instructed he trembled slightly. In the eyes of this woman he saw the exact reflection of his mother and above any pain that Mrs. Shigure could inflict on him, that was what scared him the most.
She turned to the other boys, her eyes scanning them as if she was looking for some sort of fault and upon finding none she spoke, "Excuse me for my small distraction as it had brought me away from the reason of my visit. You will all come down to the commons at five P.M. sharp. Tardiness is unacceptable." To this she looked at Shuichi than back at the rest of them, "There you will have a formal dinner." With nothing else spoken she bowed slightly and they returned the gesture (as did Shuichi from where he was) before she turned and walked to the door, opening them and walking out. As soon as the doors gave the soft click indicating it had shut all the way they all let out a relived sigh. Hiro was the first to rush over to Shuichi.
"You okay man?" He looked at the other teen in a searching sort of way, as if he was trying to see his answer without him telling it to him. Shuichi nodded, though unsure, before he shook his head and smiled.
"I'm fine." The taller boy nodded before laughing.
"I thought she was going to give you a wap on the head with that fan of hers again. I guess she went a little easy on you." Shuichi looked at him disbelievingly before he blurted out,
"Easy?!" With this everyone laughed and sat back down, expecting Hiro and Shuichi to do the same.
As everyone was settled once more Masa turned to Tatsuha and tilted his head to the side as he formulated a question.
"Eh, Tatsuha. Don't you have a brother here? Eiri or something like that?" When the other boy nodded he sighed, "Just wondering."
Shuichi looked between the two curiously, "Ne, You have a brother?" The other nodded and ran a hand through his hair.
"He's a complete ass, though. He's the English teacher here, Mrs. Shigure, along with all of the other female teachers, are all ga ga over him." They all laughed at that. "The only time I see him is during class. You'd expect since we're related that he'd go easy on me, but nooo! He picks on me mostly, forcing me to do all this extra crap. I swear, he does it just to piss me off. Oh, and then there's Tohma, the science teacher. This dude does whatever my bro wants and to top it all off, I think he has the hots for him." He yawned before he leaned forward, his hands gripping the front of his legs as he sat cross legged.
Taiki looked over at the ebony haired teenager before smirking, "Don't complain Tats, he might not invite you over to your house in the summer with your brother and if that happens how will you see you hunny Ryuichi?" Every snickered and covered their mouths, trying to not upset the teen any further.
"He'd never do that!" Tatsuha cried and he leaned over onto his hands before suddenly leering at Shuichi, "And besides, if that does happen I have Shuichi here."
Everyone looked towards him and before the boy knew it he was on his back with Tatsuha looming over him.
"You look just like my Ryuichi, I bet you feel like him too..." The other boys eyes looked clouded and as he started to lean down Shuichi started to panic and he started to try and become one with the floor, something that didn't seem to be working very well.
Just as Tatsuha's face was an inch from his his face broke out into a smile before he laughed out an amused,
"Just kidding!"
Pushing himself off of Shuichi he kept the dumb grin plastered to his face. Everyone else was laughing hysterically, thinking that that was the funniest thing the world. Shuichi turned a deep red and laughed slightly, trying to brush off the lingering feelings of panic.
"I was just messing around with you, though you do look a lot like him. Hey, are you related to someone name Ryuichi Sakuma?"
Tatsuha asked excitedly as he hopped up in front of the pink haired teen again, "Like, is he your brother or something?"
Shuichi quickly shook his head, "I don't have any siblings." His voice sounded rushed and the others couldn't help but wonder why but decided not to question about it.
[Shu-Shuichi... H-help me take it o-out, please...]
He shook his head clear and forced a smile as he looked at all of them, "So, a formal dinner, right?"
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Broken Porcelain
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Sorry again for the lateness of this chapter, really I am sorry. But I am getting it out on Saturday, right? I took the advice of one of the reviewers.... I think it was cocoke5... Anyway, thank you for your patience and thank you for reading!