You are perfect to me, my love... chp. 6/? {Reituki fanfic}
A week later.
It was a normal day. I couldn't believe myself, but it was actually a normal day. I was somehow happy, Takanori was talking to me about some new songs that came out and I was enjoying every second of this "normality".
Lessons passed so quickly, that I almost unnoticed that I was already eating my lunch. Everything was passing me so fast, that I didn't understand anymore and just come with the flow.
I was so lost in this daily routine.
"Akira?" Takanori called my name and waved his hand in front of my eyes. "Daydreaming again, huh..." he added and I smiled.
"Sorry, just something was bothering me and I can't understand what it is," I said wholeheartedly. It was truth. Everything that happened after our "date" and hug was too unreal. Where is drama, where is live truth? It was bothering me so much. It wasn't a tale; it couldn't end up like that.
Just too good to be truth...
The school ended and I called Takanori. Since that time when he came to my house, I have his phone number and he has mine. I am really happy that he let me take his picture, to put it on his number screen. I always smile seeing his fragile figure, smiling a little; fluffy hair messed up by wind that was that day. I push the green button and call him. After few beeps he picked up his phone.
"Moshi~moshi?" he said and I cover my mouth, trying not to giggle like a girl. This was so cute!
"Hey," I said, letting my low voice to be cool. "Where are you?" I asked looking around.
"Etooo~" Taka said, making a pause. "I was taking out the trash of our class. I am on duty today. You can come here, if you want to," he said and my smile widened even more.
"OK. I will be there in a minute." With that, I snapped my phone and put it into my pocket, walking - really quickly - into the other side of school, where Taka's class was.
I didn't think about anything then, I was just happy about this normal day and it was so awesome that my heart finally could be near Takanori. It was a wonderful feeling. Like you were starving all the time and people finally gave you a food.
Wait, does it mean Taka is like a food to me? O.o
With silly questions in my mind, I opened the door of his classroom. "Taka?" I asked and looked inside, meeting some girls angry stares.
"He's here," one of them said and walked out of the classroom, other three girls with her.
I didn't understand why those girls were so rude and stuff - I didn't care actually, so I sighed and walked further to the classroom - next to the board. At the edge of the board was written "Takanori Matsumoto" and I smiled shyly. He really was on duty. I sat on someone’s desk and waited for Taka to come. He said that he was taking out the trash, that means he will be here really soon.
Ten minutes passed and Takanori didn't show up. I began to get worry, something was wrong.
Ha, there's some drama for you, Suzuki. My mind was evil and laughed at me and I took my phone and called Takanori.
*beep* *beep* *beep*
The only thing I could hear was beeps and my quickly beating heart. How I wished he picked up his phone. I put my phone into my pocket and stood up, calming myself.
I will find Takanori. He's safe. Everything is okay...
My quick steps echoed in the hall. Classes ended and there wasn't any students left here. It was somehow creepy, but I didn't mind. I could run or shout for Takanori as much as I want. There wasn't any "no" now.
"Takaa!!" I called his name, looking around. My voice reached walls and come back to me. I understood that there wasn't anyone here, so I walked to the schools yard, calling him again.
My blonde head said that I should go to that place, where usually people put the trash. Maybe Takanori fell asleep there, or something?
Fastening my steps, I walked to the alley where dumpster was, and looked around. There wasn't anyone here, but I stood next to the nearest dumpster and looked in it - there wasn't Takanori here.
"Taka..." I called more gently this time, but I didn't get any answer.
A sigh escaped from my lips and I didn't know where to search him anymore. I wanted to leave the alley, when a pair of hands grabbed my leg, making me jump from horror.
Hands released my leg and I looked down, just to meet sad eyes and blood covered blonde hair.
"Takanori!" I shouted and grabbed the little boy into my arms, picking him up from the filthy ground.
Taka didn't say anything; he just looked on the ground and squeezed my shirt for support.
"We have to go to the nurse," I said and tried to look into Taka's eyes, but he was too shocked and scared."Taka…" I called him once more, but he didn't answer. I took him in my arms, picking him up like a bride and walked slowly into the schools building. "It's ok..." I whispered into his ear. "I will take care of you."
Taka didn't answered, he just sniffed and put his head on my chest, covering tears from me. Crying out of despair; broken, lost and hurt - I felt everything that he felt. It was horrible for both of us...
... I never stopped whispering words for him...
An hour passed and Taka was finally asleep in the nurse office. The nurse went out and I was with Takanori alone. He didn't let me go out, but I didn't even want to leave him. I felt like an agent that was protecting a president...
No.
I felt like Akira, which must protect a little Takanori.
I knew that it was something wrong with this school, someone hated Taka. But who? Who could do such a horrible thing?
The nurse said that he was beaten up with something sharp, it made some scars on his hands because he was defeating himself. I wanted to find that person who made this mess; I wanted to teach him a lesson of the life time...
Bloody plans were in my head, repeating and repeating. I smirked at this - I really wanted to do something bad to that person.
“Hnnn~” Takanori murmured in his sleep, making my head see a light again.
I reached out my hand and caressed his gold locks, tears building in my eyes, but I immediately wiped them off.
“I will find those evil people Taka, don’t worry…” I whispered.
My little blonde mind was telling me not to...
... but my bleeding and shouting heart was opposite and I listened to it.
Next day, will be your last one, you bastard.