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Fifty-Two
"Stay back," Hasukawa repeated, carefully eying
the first bandit as he closed in, the small knife cutting through the air. The
other two hung back cautiously as what Shun could only guess was their leader,
eagerly strode forward to slice at Hasukawa's face. Of course, not one of the
thugs could have ever figured that the Greenwood
boys had enough trouble with gangsters, and that dealing with Nagisa had taught them everything they needed to know about
special ops, evasive tactics and good old fashion fisticuffs.
He lunged but Kazuya had already spun with a roundhouse
kick, knocking the flimsy blade from the punk's hand. Hasukawa dodged to the
side rather easily when a bewildered punch was thrown at his head. He turned,
seizing the arm, throwing the skinny thug over his shoulder like he was a sack
of potatoes. With a cry, he collided with his mystified partner in crime, the
two of them knocked unconscious once their heads collided.
Silently, Hasukawa turned, eyes falling on the now lone
gangster. The other thing these dudes couldn't possibly have imagined is that
Hasukawa had become quite adept at evading his sempais' innocent attacks during
study sessions and that years as dorm president taught him a lot about dodging
the blows of angry students. Unfortunately, Hasukawa hadn't figured that the
remaining gangster would have a gun.
After all, how could he? He probably got if off the
underground market. Hasukawa's hands slowly went up as the chuckling thug
stepped forward and from the shadows, weapon raised. "You lose, Bruce Lee.
Give me your money."
Hasukawa's eyes narrowed but he did so slowly, reaching
into his jacket. Of course, when the bandit fell to the ground, twitching,
Kazuya gladly let his wallet drop back into his pocket. "Shun-chan?"
He emerged from behind the thug, grinning. He dropped his
hand, after having dealt a devastating blow to the back of the dude's neck.
Sighing, he came up to Hasukawa and smiled up to him. "Hai,
Suka-chan?"
He chuckled, resting his arm on Shun's shoulder, the two
of them quickly making their way out of the park. "I don't know . . .
somehow I figured I could count on you." Shun just beamed, silently thankful
as they made it onto the sidewalk en route to Greenwood. He was still rather impressed with
the way Hasukawa had held up against those bullies though, frankly, Shun hadn't
been that worried once the gun was pulled. As close he was, Shun could clearly
see that it had been a replica. Still, it was good to feel counted on.
"Always, Suka-chan."
-o-
Kisaragi sighed as he left the room with his bath-wear in
hand. Two days had passed since the incident, with Shun relaxing more and
more into Hasukawa's embrace. Last night they'd slept side by side, and this
time, Shun was sure to wear a stuffed bra to bed. He didn't like it, but he was
not going to get busted on a technicality. Still, every moment he shared with
Hasukawa's arms wrapped around him left him in heaven. The two were a team, for
sure.
It
had been nearly a week since his talk with the sempais about what he should
do. Ever since the "feeding," Shun couldn't help but feel more
than guilty at how their relationship had suddenly progressed, with the recent event no less disruptive. Shun was still
swooning a little from being rescued. Hell. The last few hours they'd spent
talking had gotten a little naughty, after all.
It was the fates that had given Kazuya a lot of weekend-homework – if
not, he might have acted on some of the things both he and Shun formulated. It
was the sweat that started to pour of Kisaragi's body that forced him back to
the furo.
Shun would have no more, though. Having told his
comrade that he was headed to take a dip, he deliberated as he stood in the
hall. Now, as he held a robe in his arms, was the time to decide.
Play along as the sempais dictated or take destiny into his own hands. He
sighed, wondering if his hands could even deal with that.
What happens next? :
[Shun decides to hit the baths
after all.] – Go to Chapter Thirty-Six
(36)
[Shun goes back to talk to
Suka-chan.] – Go to Chapter Forty-Three
(43)
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