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Post by ToonMissy on Sept 12, 2009 0:08:34 GMT -6
The black and unmarked hummers stopped just in front of the rather large and foreboding private school. Four teenagers stepped out, looking up at the brick building and sighing. Two of teens looked identical to each other, long blonde hair tied back in ponytails, skateboards strapped to the backs of their backpacks, and headphones around their necks. Uniforms were just barely passing as acceptable for the school dress code. Worn black denim jeans that were also a tad baggy, school blazer worn, but the tie was just around their necks and not done up, top buttons were undone, and their shirts were not tucked in. They scuffed their black and red skater shoes across the concrete sidewalk as they waited for the rest of their group.
The next was a tall young man, wearing a feminine blouse that was a part of the women’s uniform at the school, the school tie done up properly, and the regular pants that belonged upon the uniform. His long crimson hair was tied back in a low ponytail and his back pack was just held by one strap rather than being on his back.
Finally the smallest and youngest of the four stepped into view, red bangs nearly covered his crimson eyes while he tried brushing them out of his sight. The teen was small statured and almost looked too young to belong in the school, but he wore the uniform, despite it being hidden under an oversized white hoodie. His backpack also carried a skateboard sported upon the back much like those of his older siblings.
Two men had appeared from the vehicle with the four boys, one was tall with blonde hair while the other was shorter with spiked brown hair. Both wore rather expensive looking suits, the blonde lighting a cigarette before looking at all four boys.
“Alright, after school, all four of you get your asses to Goku’s place, Gojyo, Hakkai, and I will be by later to pick everyone up, you guys can eat while you’re waiting for us.” Sanzo glared back at the monkey, exhaling smoke into the sky, “and you keep an eye on them while they’re there.” The blonde had hugged his two red-headed sons, giving the smaller a kiss on the cheek before straightening up once more. “Tokitoh, be on your best behaviour, and make sure that the gruesome twosome keep an eye out for you. Saitoh, try not follow Kubota into trouble this year, and you two.” He pointed to the twins, giving them a hardened glare. “First phone call I get from the school telling me something that you two did, I take away your skateboards, ALL of them.”
Goku shrugged his shoulders before giving Tokitoh and hug and hopping back into the passenger seat of the hummer. “Be good Tokitoh!” Sanzo climbed into the vehicle after Goku, needing to get going to their respective places of business. Gojyo and Hakkai were also dropping the other four boys off, but then work had to get done.
Gonou sighed, crushing a cigarette under the heel of his military style boot, chains adorned his pants, shirt completely unbuttoned with a muscle shirt underneath, his long chestnut hair was tied back, tie for his uniform nonexistent. “Final year in this fucking hell on earth, I’m not coming back after this.”
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Post by Yaoi Queen on Sept 12, 2009 17:29:27 GMT -6
It had been an argument over who led the parade to school, and thanks to the fact that he had had the ever-smiling brunette on his side that morning, he had managed to win for a change. So he had led the other way into the school grounds, pulling to a smooth stop in front of the steps, uncaring of all the eyes that were on them as they did so; perhaps they were terrible at being inconspicuous in this exact case, but it was for the best. If people knew where his kids came from, they were less likely to start something.
All four doors sprang open almost as one, the two men stepping out first; for Gojyo, it was hardly difficult to hop down from the high-sitting vehicle, the redhead slamming his door as he pocketed the keys. Sure, he didn’t really have to turn it off, but why be wasteful. Besides, it was obvious that they were being admired, and his vanity wouldn’t not let him prolong the experience. Then again, it was the same thing every year.
“My, my, the size of this school never ceases to amaze me.” Hakkai said good-naturedly as he stepped down with the aid of the running boards, Gojyo working his way around the front of the vehicle, his suit already pleasantly mussed as he bent his head to light his cigarette, puffing at the smouldering piece of paper and tobacco.
“This is the fourth year, you should be used to it, ‘Kai.” He muttered around his smoke, moving to lean against the side of the pristine black Hummer only to find himself shoved aside by a firm shoulder, red eyes narrowing at his youngest son as the fellow redhead meandered from around the vehicle, running a hand through his hair and giving a typical rougish grin.
“Wasn’t me.” The teen tried to feign innocence even as he readjusted his bag on his shoulder, his other arm holding his own skateboard with ease, his stance natural as he came to stand amongst the others, nudging the twins as all three of them had a laugh. Gojyo merely grunted, unable to even retain any irrtance towards his children; honestly, it was amazing that his kids weren’t any more spoiled than they already were. Then again, it had taken a lot to keep Hakkai from making all the kids wear their uniforms properly.
The youngest Sha wore a muscle shirt that was clearly visible thanks to the fact that he hadn’t worn the uniform shirt and merely doned the uniform jacket, the black fabric hanging open around his lean and well-muscled frame as his hair hung lose down to his hips aside from a headband formed by what had once been a uniform tie. The slacks were proper aside from the chains that now hung from the beltloops and his shoes were simple purple and black skater shoes; the only touch of feminity you would ever see on the teen.
From the passenger-side of the vehicle climbed another redhead, the only one sporting the uniform as it should be, all buttons done up, the tie on properly, and even black leather dress shoes adorning his feet. By his smile alone one could tell that he was Hakkai’s child as he nimbly hopped from the vehicle, reaching in to withdraw a shoulder-bag from within, the fine black leather containing his books and a laptop. Easily shifting the strap upon his shoulder, he gifted his fathers with a smile before stepping aside and holding out his hand to the only person left within the confines of the vehicle. A slender, manicured hand was soon enclosed by his own, his deep green eyes gleaming behind his glasses as he helped his youngest sibling from with.
The skirt from the girl’s uniform lifted, providing a flash of lacey purple panties, as the person gracefully stepped out, long, almost fire-coloured ringlets flowing behind despite the elegant ponytail that most of it was done up in. A smile formed upon glossed lips that were soon pressed to Tenpou’s cheek, a sweet ‘thanks’ practically giggled. It took more than one look to realize that the beauty was male. Mismatched eyes shimmered as Kubota pulled his bag from within the car, placing it delicately upon his shoulder before turning to the rest of the group that was awaiting him.
“Maa, Kubo-chan. You look prettier than the girls here.” Nakajyo said with a smirk, Kubota rolling his eyes but smiling nonetheless, his own outfit anything but the proper uniform; the girl’s skirt with black fishnet thigh-highs beneath, the uniform shirt tied just below his ribs to reveal a flat stomach and a shimmering silver bellybutton ring. The boys’ uniform coat seemed almost too big on his figure yet seemed to distinguish just how slender and delicate of a physique he sported.
“You look beautiful, Princess.” Gojyo crooned, moving to embrace his son, pressing a kiss to a lightly-blushing cheek and feeling the motions returned.
“Thank you daddy.” Pulling away, Gojyo moved to stand next to Hakkai, who had just finished saying his good lucks to his own children.
“Now, same goes for you three. To Goku’s after school. No pissing around. That means you Nakajyo, and you twins, too.” Gojyo said with a soft glare made more intense by the crimson of his eyes. “Tenpou, twins, don’t do anything I would do, okay?”
“But dad! That means that we can’t do anything?!” Tenpou whined before seeming to realize that he was being childish and shutting his mouth. “I mean…that really isn’t fair. There is practically nothing that you wouldn’t do, which means that we are so very limited as to what we can do during our freetime.”
“Tenpou, go be logical somewhere else.” Gojyo growled, already turning to stroll back to the driver’s side of the vehicle, Hakkai laughing and patting Tenpou on the shoulder, leaning in to whisper in the teen’s ear.
“Don’t worry about it, just don’t get into any trouble, alright?” The brunette smiled before moving to climb up into the Hummer, Gojyo standing on the running board to look over the roof of the black vehicle at the kids once more.
“Nakajyo, you take care of Tokitoh, alright? If anything happens to him, Sanzo’ll skin you alive, and I don’t wanna have to kill him, alright?” He called out that one last warning before climbing in and starting the Hummer with a low roar. Waving one last time out the window, cigarette in hand, Gojyo drove away without even bothering to look back.
Nakajyo couldn’t help but grin.
“Come on guys, we got reputations to build and uphold.” He said with a smirk, throwing his board on the ground and motioning for Tokitoh to join him before he kicked off and headed into the school. Sighing, Kubota moved to Saitoh’s side, sliding his arm through that of the other male and leaning his head on said man’s shoulder.
“Come on Sai-kun, we have class together, don’t we?” He smiled sweetly, laughter on his lips as he started to lead his beloved into the massive building before them. Smiling, Tenpou stepped up between the twins, promptly snatching each of them by an arm, preventing them from joining Nakajyo in his little reign of terror. Smiling, his deep green eyes shimmering with amusement, the eldest Sha looked up slightly at his brothers.
“Well now, seems we don’t have the luxury of sharing classes, so how about you handsome boys escort me to my class, hm?” He said, an almost mocking tone to his voice even as he subtly managed to press himself against each of the twins in turn. “Then again, can’t have you boys being late. Have to keep you out of trouble, after all.” One final grin and Tenpou had released the arms of the blondes and started into the school, grabbing Gonou's wrist along the way. “Come along, Gonou, can’t be late now, can we?”
[eep! i made it so long! XP but i couldn't resist! it's just over 1300 words. XD and i guess i'll bring Sotsu and Homura in later. during class or something.]
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Post by ToonMissy on Sept 12, 2009 23:57:05 GMT -6
Tokitoh had began pushing off from his board to follow along with the red head that would be in his classes. With the adults leaving, the whole group of eight had to get to their classes in their respective years in the school.
Tokitoh and Nakajyo were both just starting in the school while Gonou and Tenpou were going through their final year in high school. Of course the youngest of the school had to make reputations, but it was certain that their siblings before them had already done more than enough. “I hope Sotsu’s gonna be in my classes too, he said he was gonna be at this school too!” Even while skating along side the more older looking Cho, the tiniest of the eight clutched his teddy bear backpack, seeming for more childish than one his age normally would.
Saitoh gave a sigh before being partially dragged along by his more effeminate partner. Both of them were drag queens in all respect, Saitoh just hid it while at school rather than flaunting himself like Kubota. He straightened his tie slightly and continued on with Kubota, catching slight glances downwards at the redhead’s under that would flash at him with the way that the boy would walk. The taboo could barely keep himself from drooling and plainly oggling the other teen. The previous couple of years had left them with the question if they were actually together or not. For the most part, Saitoh always felt as though he was being strung along for the queen’s amusement. “We’ll catch up with you all at lunch, if the queen over here decides that you’re worth it.” He gave the gaggle of relatives a wave before continuing to walk off with the other teen.
Konzen and Kenren both glanced at each other with puzzled looks when Tenpou had latched onto them; they had no problem missing a bit of first period classes to guide their older half brother to his own classroom, hoping for a short detour to the bathrooms as well. Unfortunately their little day dream was cut short when Tenpou detached from the twin blondes and began leaving with Gonou, leaving the twins blinking in the aftermath before they slammed their skateboards onto the pavement and went bolting into the school, hoping to not get in trouble for skating in the halls, on the first day at least.
Gonou made no attempt to pull away from his half brother, at least able to stand the Sha compared to the rest of the brood. He merely grunted as he walked along with Tenpou, not wanting to be in the school in the first place and would have preferred hanging out elsewhere for the day. At least he didn’t have to suffer with the twins or Nakajyo all day, they were the three that he couldn’t stand, and all three acted far too much alike.
A book closed with a bored sigh, Shiyan had to wait for her younger brother. It was Sotsu’s first day at the school and her father, Dokugakuji had some strange demand that she at least be the one to guide the redhead to his first class. “Hurry up, Sotsu, I’m to take you to class, then I have to get to my own. I’ll be fine so long as I’m not in the same class as Sha Tenpou again.”
Shiyan didn’t hate Tenpou, she just preferred not having to compete to be the smartest in her classes, and the Sha her age was certainly her equal in intelligence, the blondes he hung out with didn’t have enough brain cells between the two of them to even escape a paper bag.
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Post by Yaoi Queen on Sept 13, 2009 3:52:37 GMT -6
Nakajyo had no worries about being busted for skating in the school; even though it was against the rules, he really didn’t care. Boarding in the hallways was a minor offence compared to certain other things, so getting busted for this would be nothing for a first day thing. Besides, it made all heads turn; some in surprise and others in distaste, but either way, it was building his rep, and that was exactly what he had to do for the next week. Once he had a decent name built for himself, the year would be a cakewalk.
Even if their siblings before them had managed to add further reputation to the family names, Nakajyo wasn’t about to let them take all the glory for this; he needed his own piece of fame as well, and he wouldn’t be happy until he got it. Skimming through the halls, ahead of Tokitoh by a mere hair, the teen grinned, looking over his shoulder at his friend.
“Of course Sotsu will be here, eventually. We’ll see him in class, no worries.” Nakajyo reassured Tokitoh with ease, soon skidding to a halt before the door of their classroom, deftly kicking his board up into his hand so that he could carry it once more, moving to open the door and motion Tokitoh in before him. “We’ll save Su-chan a seat, okay? He can sit with us.” That said, Nakajyo steered Tokitoh towards the back of the room, throwing his bag on one desk and sitting in another, motioning for Tokitoh to take the third one.
Perhaps he was stringing Saitoh along, subconsciously, having his fun with the other teen. Of course, Kubo really wasn’t the mean-spirited type, he didn’t mean to do such things, but evidently his actions were steadily misconstrued. But he was blissfully unaware of this fact as of yet, merely continuing to cling to his boyfriend, a brilliant smile on his features as his bicoloured eyes shone brightly.
He knew that the way he was walking and the way he pressed in oh so close to his fellow queen’s side as on the frustrating side for Saitoh, but things would only get worse as the school year wore on; Kubota had still been quite young when he realized how much fun one could have while wearing a short skirt. The feminine Sha waved a manicured hand over his shoulder at his siblings, not turning from his forward focus as he kept walking, his black high heels making a soft clip on the floor as he moved through the halls towards their first classroom, soon slipping inside and taking his seat right in front of Saitoh, easily managing to hide his grin as he carefully tucked his skirt under him as he sat. Though he hadn’t really been all that careful; he had made sure to give Saitoh a good look at his ass before he smoothed the pleated fabric against his pert ass.
But after that, he sat quietly, easily feigning innocence as he bent in his seat to pull out his books for that class, a pencil soon held between his lips almost delicately as he impatiently waited for class to start for the day, simply so that he could get home and away from the hell that was school.
The redhead looked over his shoulder at the twins, amusement written clearly on his features; oh, he knew exactly what his lovers had wanted to do, and it took great joy in denying them at that moment. Though he had a feeling that his actions would end up biting him in the ass sometime soon, he honestly couldn’t help but tease. When you have two horny teens like Konzen and Kenren wrapped around your little finger, how can one not take advantage of the power one holds?
Slowing his pace, Tenpou released Gonou wrist and smiled at his half brother, green eyes bright. “I apologize for dragging you along. It’s all merely a ploy to bother the twins; you’re welcome to go off and do as you please. It’s your funeral when father finds out you’ve been skipping again though.” Tenpou warned with his characteristic, knowing grin. But he kept on walking towards his first class nonetheless, allowing Gonou to do as he so pleased.
Fumbling through the things in his pink bunny bag to ensure that he had everything he needed, Sotsu looked up at his sister through his crimson bangs, the older girl’s expression only seeming to heighten his nervousness before he finally shrugged the childish backpack onto his shoulders over his black blazer. The buttons of it were left undone, but his shirt was as it should be, his tie loosened about his neck, but nowhere near being completely off. Toying with his fringe, he soon nodded towards Shiyan.
“I’m ready, Shiyan.” He murmured, showing his obvious fear; he hoped that Tokitoh was here. They had practically promised each other that they would both come to school here, and he really hoped that his best friend was here as well.
So he followed close to Shiyan down the hallway, his head somewhat down, his look somewhat like that of your common emo subculture though once he got used to the big school his attitude would be anything but. It was just a little daunting to be in such a large school…and having to be there with his older siblings really didn’t help matters any. Thankfully, he was soon at his room, waving a quiet goodbye to Shiyan before slipping inside.
Looking around, it didn’t take him long to spot the waving Nakajyo; a grin splitting his features, the young teen dashed across the room and leapt on Tokitoh, hugging the other petite boy tightly. “To-chan! I knew you’d be here!”
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Post by ToonMissy on Sept 13, 2009 20:31:56 GMT -6
The redheaded taboo followed after his friend, skateboard allowing him to keep up with Nakajyo, he knew that his older brothers did the same thing all the time in the school and never seemed to get in trouble. There was also a skate park right by the fast food joint they would be going to after school, it just happened that Goku got lucky when he had the restaurant built that the skate park was nearby; lots of teenagers frequented the establishment and certainly raked in money.
Tokitoh placed his skateboard by his desk, slipping his teddy bear bag over the back of his desk before sitting down. He had only gotten a few moments of rest before he had nearly gotten tackled to the floor by an unseen assailant. Hearing someone call out ”To-chan!” was enough to make him know exactly who had barrelled into him. “Su-chan!” He said with just as much enthusiasm as his best friend before wrapping the other redhead in a tight hug.
Once the two had let go and Sotsu was allowed to claim the desk that had been saved for his arrival, Toktioh was twirling a pencil between his fingers soon. “So I wonder how it’ll be being in a school like this. I know that Kon-chan and Ken-chan will be getting Naka-kun to do sports teams. I don’t think I could do any teams, I’m a bit short and I’m only good at boarding.”
Tapping a pencil on his desk, Saitoh heaved a sigh of boredom as they waited for class to start. He was already getting looks at his attire, girls were already flirting with him. Scarlet eyes flashed as he smiled at the girl beside him; she was attractive and Saitoh had no problems enjoying the sight of the fairer sex, he was on-again off-again dating the only other drag queen of the school so he did enjoy the feminine looks. The queen merely gave the girl a smile before looking ahead to the front of the room. His eyes weren’t even paying attention to Kubota as he merely spaced out with nary a thought in his brain.
The twins were right away boarding through the school, even doing the few tricks that could in the halls; of course they dismounted right into their desks once they got into their classroom, leaving their skateboards right by their desks. Konzen and Kenren sat beside one another in the very back of the class, feet already up and resting on the chairs in front of them with their own seats only balancing on the two back legs. Large grins were plastered upon their faces as they both plotted just what to do their elder half brother once they could get him alone.
Gonou merely shook his head. “I don’t mind you and Kubota, it’s the rest of them that get irritating, Tenpou. I don’t know how you can stand being around Nakajyo, Konzen, and Kenren all the time.” The brunette had lit another cigarette as they made their way to their classroom, his older sibling’s mention of his funeral was enough to get him following. “You know, I hate when you point out that the old man could and would kill me for ditching; I also hate that you look and act way too much like him. I think you’d get off on fucking him too.”
He plunked down in a desk in the far back, resting his feet up on the chair in front of him, cigarette still hanging from his lips as he blew smoke from his nostrils. Golden eyes caught sight of one of the many Sha, but it was Tenpou’s cousin, Shiyan. As if being stuck in class with one Sha all the time wasn’t enough, he was stuck with the second Sha.
Shiyan had stepped into the classroom, sitting in the middle of the class since she already took notice of Gonou and Tenpou being there. Of course they would be in the same class as her. She rolled her eyes before retrieving the book she had been reading earlier, the ancient myth “Journey to the West”. Yellow eyes skimmed over pages as they looked over the pince-nez glasses that she wore for seeing far away, almost looking like a nerd, yet far more attractive than any mere girl in the class.
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Post by Yaoi Queen on Sept 14, 2009 2:59:46 GMT -6
Nakajyo watched the two smaller teens reunite with a fond grin on his features, his feet soon shifting to drop onto the desk and his chair leaning back comfortably against the wall behind him. He wasn’t really a part of this whole thing anyway; he was there to take care of Tokitoh, and Sotsu if need be, but he let their friendship be separate from the one he shared with the young Son.
Giggling delightedly, Sotsu looked at Tokitoh with bright crimson eyes, joy clear in every line of his expression even as he moved to take the seat that was saved for him, his bunny backpack hanging on the back of his seat as he handed Nakajyo his bag from where it had been sitting to save the seat. Once he was settled, Sotsu turned to Tokitoh, smiling endlessly, his eyes bright and hiding the gloom he held within.
“Hm, I really don’t know. It’s weird being in a school with both Shi-chan and Niisama.” Sotsu said, shrugging his shoulders slightly, “But I was thinking of doing like…drama or something…I dunno.”
A pout formed on Kubota’s luscious lips as he realized that Saitoh was paying him no mind despite his attempts to lure the other teen’s eyes to him; he had managed to draw the eyes of many of the other boys in the class, but had failed to get the ones he wanted. Sighing, he ran a hand through the loose strands of his fiery red hair and turned his attention to his books, knowing that his trying to flirt with Saitoh was a lost cause until the other redhead zoned back into the present once more.
Wearing the uniform shirt untucked and unbuttoned with a wifebeater underneath, worn blue jeans replacing his uniform pants and a heavy pair of biker boots on his feet, Homura looked nothing like a student from this particular school. He wore nothing that signified his acceptance here, but the half dozen lackies that followed him through the halls of the school while wearing the blazers with the insignia was more than enough to know that he really did belong there. The group entered the classroom, Homura promptly moving to the back corner opposite the twins, pushing away from his desk and leaning back against the window, a cigarette soon lit between his lips.
It was clear that he had no intention of paying the teacher any mind and probably wouldn’t stick around past role call, but he was there nonetheless. His crimson eyes narrowed at the twins with disdain before he turned to his followers, muttering something that was no doubt a joke about said twins because the small gang started to laugh while passing glances towards the blondes.
His typical smile never leaving his lips, Tenpou continued to walk with Gonou at his side, his pace steady and unhurried. A soft laugh passed his lips as the twins and Nakajyo were brought up, emerald eyes turning to look at his brother from behind their rimless glasses. “I love Konzen and Kenren, it’s not difficult to put up with them, and Nakajyo is simply a miniature of our father; besides, I’m their big brother, I’m supposed to be there as support and whatnot.” The mutt finished with a grin, his eyes widening somewhat as Gonou commented about his likeness to their father.
The taboo couldn’t help but laugh. “Why Gonou, how silly of you. Of course I wouldn’t get off on fucking father. I’m a bottom, so I could only really get off if he was fucking me.” Tenpou’s expression never changed as he stated this fact, walking into the classroom a mere moment later to take his seat next to Gonou, nodding a short greeting to Shiyan with a warm smile and a flash of challenge in his eyes.
Once at his desk, Tenpou withdrew his laptop, promptly opening it and booting it up, turning his gaze towards Gonou. “I suppose it’ll be another year of taking notes for you, correct?” Grins knowingly, head cocked slightly to the side.
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Post by ToonMissy on Sept 14, 2009 21:06:42 GMT -6
“Drama? You think drama would be good, I’d be a little worried about Kubo-chan and Sai-chan dressing you up all the time. I think Kubo-chan said that they rule the drama club as the queens. If I join with you, I know that my brothers would have way too much fun with us” Tokitoh looked a bit thoughtful, recalling all the times his brothers had dressed him up like a doll when he was younger.
“Well if you wanted to join drama, we can both join, Su-chan! I should be able to keep my big brothers from dressing us up all the time.” He smiled even more, knowing that the school year was going to be fun. “Oh! You wanna come with me and my brother’s to my daddy’s restaurant after school, Su-chan? Dad said we had to go, but we can skate at the park with Kon-chan, Ken-chan, and Naka-kun while we wait for my parents to pick us up.”
“Saitoh-kun, can I ask you something?” The teen was snapped out of his reverie by a feminine voice close by. Crimson eyes turned to see the smiling face of one of the young women in his class that was seated beside him. “Saitoh-kun, is it too much trouble to ask you for a pencil, I forgot mine.” “Ah, no problem Kana.” Saitoh gave the girl a warming smile as he handed his classmate a pencil, their hands brushing in passing. A slight blush passed over his cheeks before he returned to looking at the front of the class, the girls always enjoyed talking to him, and Kubota usually tried to limit that interaction.
Last year he was told by Konzen and Kenren that at least ten girls had wanted to admit their feelings to him, yet it seemed that Kubota had always gotten to them before they could speak with the redhead. Kubota taunted and toyed with his emotions, yet seemed to be possessive of the taboo when it came to others wanting to get close to him. ’Why Kubo, why do you act one way towards me and another way towards everyone else around me? Either tell me what you want from me, or let me choose my relationships.’
Konzen and Kenren took notice of Houra and his little gang of delinquents when they walked in; how Homura was still in the school or not held back for the past two years was surprising to say the least. The snickering and laughing from the group was getting rather annoying. Kenren growled before standing up from his chair and storming over. “Kenren! Don’t be an idiot and pick a fight right now!” However Konzen’s plea fell upon deaf ears as Kenren stood over Homura’s desk before slamming his hands down on the top to glare at the red haired enemy of his.
“Homura, if you and those asshat retards you call friends think something is funny about me and my brother, I’d love to hear it. If you don’t have anything you can say to my face, then kiss my ass and get lost.” The blonde was grabbed by his twin, Konzen not wanting to get into trouble on the first day of school. “Kenren, we don’t need to say anything to Homura, you remember what the old man said, he’ll kill us if we get into trouble today.” Another growl before the blonde realized that his brother was right before he turned away with Konzen to head back to his desk.
“I’m a brother to Nakajyo too, yet I can’t stand him. Tenpou, I really don’t know why I can handle you and Kubota more the rest of the family.” Tenpou’s correction of Hakkai being the one that would fuck him brought a grin to the brunette’s face. “Of course you’d let the old man fuck you, the only guy you’d ever top is Kubo since he’s more like fucking chick anyway. Although I will agree that Kubo is pretty hot.”
When Tenpou booted up his laptop, golden eyes merely met with green as Gonou’s cigarette just hung off of his lips. “Tenpou, remember last year when you were sick for a week and I had do our notes, you couldn’t read ‘em, so yeah, you’re taking notes unless you think you can understand my writing this year.”
Shiyan rolled her eyes at her cousin’s actions, Tenpou was so easily used by his brothers that it was almost sad. Of course her father wasn’t much better, Shas normally seemed easily manipulated by others. Of course she wasn’t one to be easily manipulated, Shiyan actually didn’t mind visiting Nii Jianyi with her half brothers, the doctor was actually far more intelligent than most of the people she dealt with. Of course she hated the fact that she had a slight sisterly affection towards Sotsu, it would have been because of how Dokugakuji and Kougaiji had raised her. Doku had always been there to care for his brother, Gojyo, while Kougaiji normally looked out for his younger sister, Lirin.
“Tenpou, keep feeding them from the palm of your hand and eventually you’ll get bitten. You should stop letting yourself become so easily manipulated by your brothers.” She had set up her own laptop, thankful that her siblings were all younger than her so that she didn’t have to write notes for them like Tenpou did for Gonou.
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Post by Yaoi Queen on Sept 15, 2009 21:47:01 GMT -6
Sotsu hadn’t thought about that; he didn’t need to be in this school to know that Kubota and Saitoh ruled the dramatic arts section in every way, shape, and form. They may as well be known as the king and queen of the school (despite the fact that they were both obviously queens). A small frown touched at his features at this thought, his red eyes narrowing slightly in contemplation; honestly, other than acting there really wasn’t much else that he was good at aside from rollerblading; unlike his friend, Sotsu didn’t skateboard, much preferring to rollerblade and bike, both of which he was very good at. After all, he had people like Konzen, Kenren, and Nakajyo always gently pushing him further, to try harder.
As Tokitoh came up with the idea of joining the drama club together, Sotsu’s eyes brightened and he smiled widel, unable to keep from laughing. “I’m sure that we’re incapable of fighting them off, but I really wanted to try for a spot in the play this year.” Mostly because it gave him a reason to ditch Homura and linger at the school after hours rather than being forced to go home right away; if there was one thing that Sotsu liked to avoid it was his brother.
“After school?” Sotsu’s smile fell somewhat as he mulled the prospect over in his head; it wasn’t that he didn’t want to go to the skate park with the others, it was the fact that Homura might end up snagging him before he could escape. “I’d love to come Tokitoh. My dad just bought me a new pair of blades and I’ve been dying to try them out.” Of course, he wasn’t so uncouth as to ride on his wheels through the hallways and instead had the pair of rollerblades in his backpack with his books and other items related to school. He already had his book and pencil out so he wasn’t too worried about when the teacher showed up at last; they seemed to be running late. Now Sotsu just had to hope that he could avoid Homura when the final bell rang.
From the corner of his eye, Kubota watched Saitoh interacting with Kana, feeling tension growing in his shoulders as the hot, bubbly brew of jealousy started to form in his gut, the young Sha hardly able to keep from growling audibly at the sight and sound of that damn girl fraternizing with his beloved. But as much as he wanted to turn and cling to the redhead, he knew that he could not at that moment, forcing aside his anger for the moment to focus his burning bicoloured glare to the front of the classroom.
As the teacher entered, he was met by that stare and froze in his tracks, Kubo easily sensing the sudden terror in the man and realizing that it was his fault. Shaking his head, he looked away, muttering an apology to the instructor before turning his gaze to the scribbler in front of him, his fingers causing the pencil he held to twitch before he absently started to doodle on his paper, various things, some of them pretty, some of them horribly gory, images of what he wanted to do to all the women and men that tried to muscle in on Saitoh. It was nothing horribly detailed, but all one had to do was see the drawn blood to know that it wasn’t anything pretty.
Honestly, he really did love Saitoh, but by some flaw in his genetics he just couldn’t show it in the way he wanted to; then again, all his siblings were much like him, constantly flirting, even in front of their respective partners, constant sex, and yet even Tenpou and the twins seemed capable of showing something more than a simple lust for one another. Kubo found himself unable to show such things, unable to simply say that it was Saitoh that he wanted and no other, but that is why he brewed in anger and jealousy, why he scared away all potential boyfriends and girlfriends from the redhead. He only hoped that it wouldn’t have to continue much longer.
Red hair fell across his face as Homura tilted his head to the side, eyes narrowing and his lips drawing downward into a frown of disgust as he watched the twins get up and cross the room towards him; he sensed hostility from only one of them, but he really didn’t like them one way or another. Pulling his feet off of his desk just before a pair of hands slammed down on the wood, the redhead narrowed his eyes at the looming blonde, rising to his own feet to face them, glaring to keep his pals at bay for the time being.
“I’m sure your doppleganger there kisses your ass plenty for you, why do you want me to do it?” Quirks an eyebrow, his crimson eyes aflame and his smoke managing to cast an orange glow across his face despite the daylight hour. Unfortunately his fun was cut short byt Konzen dragging his twin away, though Homura didn’t take his eyes from the pair, sitting down in his seat once more only to grin at his gang.
“I wonder if fucking your twin is like masturbating in a mirror…” He pondered loudly, leaning his head back to stare at the ceiling and smoke his cigarette while his cronies laughed.
“Most likely because Kubota and I are the more mature of us all, despite our bedroom activities.” Tenpou suggested with a shrug in response to Gonou’s question, unable to keep from laughing softly as his correction was accepted with such ease, his green eyes dancing in the shadow of his red fringe of hair. “And Tokitoh, of course, though I would never dream of corrupting such innocence.” It amused him that even Gonou could admit that Kubo was attractive, never having really seen his full-demon sibling as being even the slightest bit gay, but with the household they were raised in it would’ve honestly surprised him if any of them had turned our straight.
“Maa, maa, I remember.” Tenpou said with a chuckle, shaking his head softly; right, he could never let Gonou take notes ever again. And the other teen was totally incompetant with computers, so the use of a laptop was out of the question. Sighing, but not at all in frustration, Tenpou prepared several folders to sort his school work and notes into, only looking up from his work when Shiyan spoke.
Cocking his head to the side, he seemed to hesitate a moment before laughing and pushing his glasses further up his nose, an easy smile on his features. “Maa, maa, Shiyan. I quite enjoy being bitten and manipulated by my brothers.” He said with a grin, uncaring of the fact that the line was anything but school appropriate, but he figured it would shut his archrival up for the time being.
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Post by ToonMissy on Sept 15, 2009 23:22:15 GMT -6
“Maa. Despite my daddy always calling me his little monkey, I’m not all that great at acting. Kubo-chan and Sai-chan were always the actors and drama queens in the family, right Naka-kun?” Tokitoh at least wanted Nakajyo to keep interacting with them, he always felt bad if he thought he was leaving someone out around him. “In fact, all I’d end up doing is ruining any play I’d be in, I guess I’d be best suited to working backstage, but I’m sure that you’d do awesome, Su-chan!”
Once the other redhead had agreed to join him after school, Tokitoh nearly squealed like a child in excitement; shortly before school, Sotsu wasn’t around, only because it was the anniversary of his father’s suicide. Sotsu would seem to always drop off the face of the planet for at least two weeks when the date came around and the young taboo always missed having his best friend around. “Great! We get to eat free at the restaurant anyway, and I’ve been getting help from Nakajyo on some tricks with my board, I’m still not the greatest though.”
Another hand tapped his shoulder, causing red eyes to turn to face the smiling female face behind him. “Oh, hey Yumiko!” A smile spread over Saitoh’s face, as Yumiko was one of his good friends in school. “Saitoh-kun, wanna be my study partner for the year, I know that you’re good in some subjects that I’m pretty bad at.” “Aww…I don’t get to ask Saitoh-kun if he can be my study partner? That’s not fair, Yumiko!” Kana had began pouting, hoping to get the taboo’s attention turned back to her. A chuckle escaped from Saitoh’s lips before he held up a hand slightly. “Ladies, I can be a study partner for both of you. In fact, we could even do a study group if you guys really want.” He reached forwards in his desk, breathing a slight bit heavier against Kubota’s ear than one normally would before asking in a quiet and rather lust drenched voice, “Hey Kubo-chan, want to be in my study group for the year? I promise that you’ll enjoy it…”
In the back of his mind, Saitoh knew that Kubo’s brain would translate every aspect into the most gutteral sexual sense that he could think of. It seemed a talent to those with the Cho bloodline to be able to arouse anyone with Sha blood in their veins. Saitoh plunked back down in his seat, beginning to copy down the notes that their teacher had begun writing on the board. He certainly couldn’t stop the trademark Cho grin spreading over his lips as he wrote.
“I wonder if fucking your twin is like masturbating in a mirror…” Those few words were all that needed to be heard before a fist came flying out of nowhere to catch the scarlet haired delinquent in the left eye. Konzen was practically snarling as he just nearly leapt onto the desk in order to grab Homura by his shirt and punch him a few more times. Obviously after the first few punches had been thown, the blonde was grabbed by a few of the redhead’s buddy’s; a boot pounding him square in the stomach knocked the wind out of him completely. Kenren had tried stopping them, but was grabbed by two of the others before they set to work on causing a black eye and bloody nose and lip.
One of the followers happened to be on the kendo and that fact came back to haunt both of twins when a kendo sword came down upon them, pinching at flesh and pulling to cause red welts. Their shirts were pulled away in order to deal more damage to the flesh, a few times being struck across the face. The teacher entered the room at the very end of the fight, seeing the group all at each other’s throats. He quickly broke up the blood bath, marching everyone down to the principal’s office. They were all demanded to have seats before the principal would be dealing with all of them and more than likely having their parents called. Both of the blondes paled at the sheer thought of Sanzo being called about this. The class had just started on the first day and they were already in trouble.
Gonou just continued to relax, finally stubbing his cigarette out on his desk before lighting a second one and watching his brother. In all truth, he had nothing against Tenpou, he had even been with his slightly older brother for a few years. The twins had ended up staking the biggest claim to Tenpou, but before the twins got into the same high school, Gonou had gotten his chance to take a chance to taste the green eyed boy’s flesh. He licked his lips when he had pulled his cancer stick away as he recalled the various times he had easily taken his brother in various places in the school and in various positions. Tenpou had to be the kinkiest out of the whole family, he was certainly one of the most vocal when it came to sex and Gonou knew first hand with how attractive the mutt was when he was in the throes of a mind-blowing orgasm. Although Gonou swore that he was straight for the most part.
Shiyan blinked with a slight bit of confusion at Tenpou’s words. She honestly didn’t want to know what happened on her father’s side of the family. She shook her head before returning to her book, wanting to just finish it; the characters within the book were far too much like her family and those around her from her uncle’s family. ’Who would write a book about a monk travelling from Shangri-La to India with a moronic monkey king, a perverted water sprite, and a demon slayer who’s a demon; and they have a dragon that turns into a jeep that they around in in ancient China? Whoever this Minekura is certainly needs to lay off the drugs they’ve been taking while writing this.’
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Post by Yaoi Queen on Sept 17, 2009 19:49:50 GMT -6
“Maa, maa, To-chan, I’m sure you’d do fine in drama. I’d certainly come and watch, assuming I don’t have a practice.” He said with a warm smile and a shrug, his feet up on the desk and his stance casual and cool. He was completely at ease, happy to see Tokitoh so happy; he adored the little redhead, really he did, and wished that he could be even closer to the other, but better to be his best friend than not be allowed near him at all.
Sotsu smiled, looking from Nakajyo to Tokitoh, his crimson eyes shimmering with delight. “See To-chan, we’ll do awesome in drama together. And I’ll help you.” Sotsu reassured, reaching over to give his friend a gentle shove in the shoulder as a motion of affection.
“Sweet! I was working on some new ones but I broke my old skates so I’m hoping to work on them today. My new skates are the best ones we could get, so I’m hoping they’ll be a bonus.” Sotsu all but beamed; excited to be going to the skate park after school with his friend to hang out with him and his family. He enjoyed being around Tokitoh, the kid was his best friend and had been ever since elementary school, and he knew that that wouldn’t change anytime soon.
Waves of rage radiated from Kubota’s figure in torrents; anybody that couldn’t sense it was, indeed, very much lacking in the brains department. We he any more angry he would quite possibly have lashed out at the girls that seemed to flock around Saitoh like moths to a flame. It was disgusting! They way they squabbled over him, clearly with flirtatious intentions. And to make matters worse, Saitoh seemed to be going along with it. Did the redhead not see how much Kubota wanted him? How unwilling the crossdresser was to share him?
And then the teen had the gall to talk to him like that, to use that hot, honey-drenched voice so close to his ear; Kubo could feel his breath gusting against the whorl of his ear and his cheek, could smell that oh-so-familiar scent and almost feel Saitoh’s lips against his flesh, his imagination taking him places where he really didn’t want to go at that exact moment. Unable to stop the shiver that ran down his back, Kubo shook his head, clearing it of his thoughts and images before giving a little huff.
“No thanks. Tenpou’s already agreed to take care of me.” He purred in reply, though as he glanced over his shoulder there was a distinct hatred in his eyes as he shot glares at the two girls; though it would seem that he had given up, he had not; he merely didn’t want to be around the fawning girls. Besides, he needed time to plot ways to make them leave his Saitoh alone.
Homura seemed to be too busy being amused to notice the fist that immediately followed his coarse comment, the hit almost sending the redhead sprawling out of his seat. Of course, if that hadn’t knocked his senses right out of him, the following attack sure would have. Had it not been for the fact that it was somewhat of a surprise attack, Homura could easily have fought off the other teen, but as it was he had been caught off guard. And so he soon found himself being pummelled by fists that were far stronger than Homura usually thought; honestly, no matter how many times he got into a physical altercation with the two blondes, he never seemed to recall their impressive strength.
Thankfully, his gang was there; as Konzen was hauled off of him, Homura managed to get back to his feet, absently adjusting his clothes and spitting a mouthful of blood to the once-pristine floor at his feet. Snarling, he stepped forward and laid a few of his own punches before a fresh glint of malice entered his eyes when he saw the bamboo bokken brought to the fight.
He didn’t say a word and merely reached out to snatch away the weapon, already in a perfect stance to wield it with the maximum amount of strength. And as the twins had their shirts pulled away from their flesh, Homura set to work, lashing out violently and drawing bloody welts to the forefront of the once flawless flesh of the other two teens. Unfortunately, he soon had to relinquish said weapon, happy for the brawl to continue, and then the teacher arrived. Growling, he spat another wad of blood and struggled against the teacher’s grip on his arm. Growling, he followed, his crimson eyes glaring fiercely at the twins as they were led down the halls and to the office of the dreaded principal.
Once there, he took a seat at the end of the row of chairs, forcing most of his gang to stand, but a few of them sat down between Homura and the twins to stop anything else from escalating. Eventually, they were called into the office, all of them, and forced to stand in a semi-circle around the principal’s desk; Homura was the only member of his gang that did so with his head held high and an expression of cool hatred on his features. Pushing up his glasses, the principal turned a stern look on the troublemakers, a frown on his wrinkling features.
“I should inform you that I will now be contacting your parents; you’re all facing a possible suspension for this. Now, I want all your names, immediately.” He ordered, taking out a pen and a sheet of paper to take names so that he could look up contact numbers.
At ease, Tenpou finished up what he was doing on his laptop before leaning back in his chair somewhat, not quite tipping it onto two legs, but pretty close; it was oddly comforting to be back in this familiar environment again, but it was nowhere near as enjoyable as the office that he coveted in the vast family mansion, in which he did his illegal work. Hacking security systems and government files; it was a great way to unwind…and oh, the things he had done in that office that didn’t involve work.
The twins never bothered him there, knowing that, when he was in there, he was solely focused on his work and nothing else. Even if they did bother him, they wouldn’t get much more than a small murmur of acknowledgement; not so much as a glance would be spared for them when Tenpou was enraptured by his computer work. Though on person had managed to distract him…the very person who sat at his side at that moment, and he oddly enough found his mind drifting back to his time spent with Gonou as more than mere brothers or friends.
Gonou was amazingly hot, temperature wise, even on a normal day, and being pressed close to the teen, flesh on flesh, had always made him feel as though he was going to burn to ash in his arms. But oh the things they had done and the places they had done it in; but it was nothing more than found – and arousing – memories now. Despite this, though, once Tenpou shook out of his little daydream he smiled and reached over, plucking the cigarette from between Gonou’s lips, brushing a kiss of thanks against the other teen’s cheek quickly before pulling back to take a slow, steady drag; a talent he had picked up from his father.
The smoke burned and coiled in his mouth and throat and nostrils for a long moment before he exhaled slowly in a steady stream, head tilted back so the tendrils of grey curled up towards the ceiling, quickly dispersing and disappearing. Chuckling more to himself than anything, he held the cigarette back towards Gonou. “Thank you.” He said cheerfully, emerald eyes bright, a vestige of his old lust and affections for his brother hiding within their depths, before he turned back to his computer once more, the teacher entering the room.
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