Dokan ~ PT 1
Title added. You'll see why later :3.
Naoki Shimomura was surprised that he when snuck into the school, he was unnoticed by neither his annoying teacher or sadistic classmates. After scanning the auditorium, he finally found the whole reason he left his nightmare of a house; Shuya Watanabe. He seemed to be looking through his phone, and Naoki was probably the only one who knew why. Naoki had came across a video on the internet of Shuya, who was telling the world how he planned on blowing up his school. This was all so his mother could finally pay attention to him. Naoki couldn't have gave less of a damn about everyone else in the school, but Shuya planned on dying along with them. Even though Watanabe had put Naoki through much torture in order to carry out a little 'experiment', he couldn't help but still have strong feelings toward the taller student.
Naoki pushed his way through the ignorant students, getting closer to Shuya by the second. He still seemed to be absorbed into whatever was on his phone's screen. God...knowing Shuya, he probably WILL go through with this, Naoki fearfully thought to himself. After finally escaping the sea of junior-high kids, he quitely made his way to the love of his life; well, if they all survived. Shimomura gently tugged on Shuya's sleeve in an attempt to get his attention. Shuya looked up right away, only for his face to turn into an expression of shock. A smile crept along his face; one of those twisted ones, though. "Oh, if it isn't Student B," Shuya said to Naoki in a singsong, mocking tone.
"Watanabe, we need to talk. In private."
"We're in an auditorium full of people, idiot. There is no privacy."
"..Exactly. If you could follow me," Naoki said as he pulled the taller boy with him to an empty locker room. Shuya looked emotionless, maybe even slightly bored. "Are you really going to go through with this? Blowing up the whole school?" Naoki tried to hide the anxiousness in his voice, but couldn't stop himself.
"I don't care if I die today, as long as my mother finally recognizes me for more than a failure." Shuya looked down at his sleeve and saw Naoki still hadn't let go. Naoki also realized what he was doing and hastily let go; he turned around and took a few steps away so Watanabe was unable to see his blushing, embarrassed face.
"So you're saying you have no purpose in your life..except for your mother?" Naoki could feel his voice starting to waver.
"Yeah, basically. And why exactly do you give a fuck?" Shuya started walking closer to the other boy. He leaned over to see Shimomura's face, and their eyes met. After looking at Shimomura's face, Shuya got it.
In a matter of seconds, Naoki found himself violently pinned against the lockers, staring into the other male's eyes. Shuya had both of his hands wrapped around Naoki's wrists, which were also pinned. Naoki didn't even attempt to move because there was honestly no use. Besides, it's not like he hated what was happening. Screw that, he loved it.
"I know what this is about. You li~ke me. You're just acting selfish and want me to live just for you." Shuya leaned his head foward, to the point where the two boys' noses were touching and smiled. Nothing in the room was heard except for Naoki's rushed breathing. Watanabe moved his head again, so his mouth was less than a centimeter away from the shorter boy's ear. "Now, how about we see how good of a toy you could be to me.."
Naoki Shimomura was surprised that he when snuck into the school, he was unnoticed by neither his annoying teacher or sadistic classmates. After scanning the auditorium, he finally found the whole reason he left his nightmare of a house; Shuya Watanabe. He seemed to be looking through his phone, and Naoki was probably the only one who knew why. Naoki had came across a video on the internet of Shuya, who was telling the world how he planned on blowing up his school. This was all so his mother could finally pay attention to him. Naoki couldn't have gave less of a damn about everyone else in the school, but Shuya planned on dying along with them. Even though Watanabe had put Naoki through much torture in order to carry out a little 'experiment', he couldn't help but still have strong feelings toward the taller student.
Naoki pushed his way through the ignorant students, getting closer to Shuya by the second. He still seemed to be absorbed into whatever was on his phone's screen. God...knowing Shuya, he probably WILL go through with this, Naoki fearfully thought to himself. After finally escaping the sea of junior-high kids, he quitely made his way to the love of his life; well, if they all survived. Shimomura gently tugged on Shuya's sleeve in an attempt to get his attention. Shuya looked up right away, only for his face to turn into an expression of shock. A smile crept along his face; one of those twisted ones, though. "Oh, if it isn't Student B," Shuya said to Naoki in a singsong, mocking tone.
"Watanabe, we need to talk. In private."
"We're in an auditorium full of people, idiot. There is no privacy."
"..Exactly. If you could follow me," Naoki said as he pulled the taller boy with him to an empty locker room. Shuya looked emotionless, maybe even slightly bored. "Are you really going to go through with this? Blowing up the whole school?" Naoki tried to hide the anxiousness in his voice, but couldn't stop himself.
"I don't care if I die today, as long as my mother finally recognizes me for more than a failure." Shuya looked down at his sleeve and saw Naoki still hadn't let go. Naoki also realized what he was doing and hastily let go; he turned around and took a few steps away so Watanabe was unable to see his blushing, embarrassed face.
"So you're saying you have no purpose in your life..except for your mother?" Naoki could feel his voice starting to waver.
"Yeah, basically. And why exactly do you give a fuck?" Shuya started walking closer to the other boy. He leaned over to see Shimomura's face, and their eyes met. After looking at Shimomura's face, Shuya got it.
In a matter of seconds, Naoki found himself violently pinned against the lockers, staring into the other male's eyes. Shuya had both of his hands wrapped around Naoki's wrists, which were also pinned. Naoki didn't even attempt to move because there was honestly no use. Besides, it's not like he hated what was happening. Screw that, he loved it.
"I know what this is about. You li~ke me. You're just acting selfish and want me to live just for you." Shuya leaned his head foward, to the point where the two boys' noses were touching and smiled. Nothing in the room was heard except for Naoki's rushed breathing. Watanabe moved his head again, so his mouth was less than a centimeter away from the shorter boy's ear. "Now, how about we see how good of a toy you could be to me.."