悪魔は僕の部屋の中に
[Akuma wa Boku no Heya no Naka ni]
By Bayou
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Part 14
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When Kyou finished, he looked up and saw disappointment in Imejima's eyes. Well, it wasn't exactly a disappointment; more like complicated things that ran through his mind was mirrored in his eyes.
Suddenly his eyes changed into some kind of determination, he walked toward Kyou and grabbed him by his shoulder and pinned the bigger boy down.
Confused, Kyou failed to defend himself and toppled back onto his bed. He was still weak because of the alcohol in his system. He couldn't figure out what's in those eyes that were looking at him in a very complex expression. And it doubled his surprise when the other boy kissed him without any qualms.
Though Imejima kissed him without his permission, he wasn't forcing himself that much.
"Wait, I-Imejima!" he shoved Imejima away and wiped his lips with the back of his hand. "I-I can't..." he paused, "I can't love you back! A-and you have a boyfriend!" Kyou stuttered his words.
It happened so quick he forgot what he had planned before, which was giving Imejima a vague answer if he confessed at him.
Beyond his expectation, Imejima exploded in laughter.
"So it's true that you're not gay, and he's just special," he said, clicking his tongue. "Ck, too bad. I had my eyes on you for so long, but still, I can't do anything about it."
He sounded almost sad when he said it. He laid himself over Kyou and refused to move.
"Just let me stay like this for a while," he said, resting his head on Kyou's broad chest.
Kyou lifted his arms and wanted to hold Imejima, but he hesitated. His arms floated in the air for a few seconds before he put them down again. Imejima saw it and felt disappointed, so he just lay stubbornly still and hid his face on Kyou's chest.
Kyou brushed Imejima's short and blonde-dyed hair gently and apologized.
Imejima went home shortly after that. Kyou, who was apologizing again, asked him whether they still can be friends or not. Imejima smiled and nodded firmly. He gave Kyou a short hug and left.
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The next morning was a sunny Friday. At the last minute before he went to campus, a friend emailed him and said that the only class he had that day was canceled. Didn't have any urge to go anywhere to spend his free time, he went to the backyard of his apartment and decided to tend his neglected plantation.
It was being neglected for almost 3 months. Some of the plants were dried up and most of the vegetables had withered since it was way past harvesting time. Some were ruined by the crows and dug by stray animals. In completion, weeds had grown in-between the plants, ruining the whole thing.
It was a sad thing to see. It reminded him of his abandoned self.
His chest was hurting again remembering it. He clenched the shirt over his chest, regretting everything.
His landlady, who was just passing by after having small talk with the neighbor, saw him on the plantation and approaching him. Seeing Kyou's grim face, she patted his back to encourage him.
"It's ruined, but I'm sure you can fix it back."
Kyou gazed at the smiling, plumped-short middle aged woman by his side.
She was actually encouraged him for his ruined plantation, but Kyou felt that she's encouraging him about Mochidzuki.
He crouched and hugged his knees, hiding his face in it. Holding his tears back.
The kind old lady patted his back in sympathy. Thinking that he’s sad because his ruined plantation. "It's ok," she said, "If you don't abandon it again, and take good care of it, I'm sure it'll be as good as new. I know you can do it."
Still hiding his face, Kyou nodded.
Agreeing with the old lady, he determined to have another chance with Mochidzuki. He's going to confess. And if he was rejected, he'd take his time reaching for his heart. He'd try to melt the iceberg even if it took him forever.
He wiped his eyes with his arms and thanked the old lady and started to tend his plantation again; renewing everything.
Kyou was tending his plantation bare-chested, wrapping a small white towel over his short hair, and wore his working gloves. This sight had drawn the girls' eyes that lived in the small ruined-apartment. They all blatantly peeked over the ruined building and watched over him. [Kyou didn't know that he was well known in the girls' blogs. That they secretly took pictures of him and put it into their pages. Blurring his face and showing off his well-built body.]
The landlady showed up behind them and cleared her throat noticeably. The girls squealed and ran into different directions.
Hearing the commotion, Kyou just realized that he was being watched and grinned sheepishly.
"I know it is hot working in the open like this," the landlady said, looking rather amused by the enticing view in front of her eyes. "But giving out skins more than it needed like that, can cause turmoil around here, you know."
The landlady smirked in jest. Kyou grinned in return.
"You have a guest here," she said.
"Who?"
A beautiful young man appeared. He was around 19 and had shoulder length black hair, big bright eyes, and a cheerful smile.
"Like I've told you in my email, let me crash at your place for a while, okay?" he said.
Kyou's face brightened at once seeing his presence.
"Makoto!" he greeted the boy.
"Kyou-chan!" he ran onto him and jumped into his embrace.
"Wait, I'm sweating," he pushed the younger boy away.
"Eww, yeah," he flipped his front shirt that was wet with Kyou's sweat.
The landlady gazed at them and smiled meaningfully. "I'll leave you both, and take these intruders away," she spread her arms and caught the remaining girls that was stubbornly stay there and drove them away. "Just take your time," she winked at Kyou.
"Thank you, Bachan*," he bowed respectfully at her.
Kyou turn at the boy and ruffled his hair. Emitted a squawked of protest in return. He laughed.
"It's been a long time! You've graduated from high school? Sorry that I missed your graduation ceremony."
"Yeah, I was very disappointed. But luckily, the others were there."
"But not as tall as you," the boy pouted.
He ruffled his hair again. The other boy avoided the touch by bending over Kyou's arm.
"You're just good as the way you are. If you're too tall, then you won't be cute anymore."
"But I don't want to be cute. I want to look tough!"
"Say the butterfly to the spider," Kyou teased him.
Makoto punched Kyou's chest half-jokingly.
"Hey, I'm saying that you're beautiful!" he took Makoto's head over his arm and ruffled his hair again.
The boy protested even more and tried to pull away off Kyou's grip.
"Eww, let me go! You’re sweating and stink!"
"But you love me, don't you?" Kyou grinned.
Makoto stepped on Kyou's foot, hard, and elbowed his stomach. The larger guy bended over in double in pain and released his grip off the boy.
The boy lolled at him and said, "Unfortunately, yes, I do."
Not far from there, behind the shades of the trees. Someone was watching.
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*Bachan : Auntie
[To be continued]
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*Bachan : Auntie
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