Chapter 4

Fukumori walks out of the classroom and looks up and down the hall to see if he can spot Yoshiya, but sadly the halls were empty.

Yoshiya ended up running once the class got out of sight and used the backdoors to leave the building unnoticed.

Yutaka was still at the school. He was sitting on the edge of the roof, his eyes red and puffy from crying. His eyes are glazed over as he is just staring off into space, his mind racing about everything that just happened.

After what seemed like forever, Yoshiya finally made it home after running the whole time. He stops on his doorstep, resting his palms on his thighs as he is panting trying to catch his breath. Gasping for air, his throat dry.

"What the heck was that..."

He says breathlessly thinking about what happened. He didn't know how to react and he didn't think he could go back to school, he didn't know how he would react if he was confronted. He was slightly scared that Fukumori would get mad about being checked out by a guy.

"Why did I do that!?"

He yells while putting his face in his hands as he starts to question his life choices. Squatting down in front of his door.

Fukumori walks to his house thinking about what happened, a red tint spreading across his face.

His house is far away from the school so of course he has a long time to think before getting home to nothing but dead silence. When he was young his parents decided to send him to an orphanage, so as soon as he got to a good age he left and got a place of his own. He didn't like living alone, he hated how quiet it was at night, but he dealt with it the best that he could.

As he continued to walk the thought of Yoshiya popped into his mind making him smile slightly. The thought of the smaller male making his heart race slightly.

What is he doing to me.... I'M NOT EVEN GAY. (or so he thought)

Fukumori sighs and runs a hand through his hair and throws his head back, looking at the sky which is covered in fluffy clouds.

"It's really pretty out today..."

He says as a gust of wind blows a few strands of hair out of his face, the small sigh escaping his lips. He looks down at his feet as he puts his ear buds in and starts listening to "Last song" By Flowback to keep him occupied from the random thoughts of Yoshiya while he walks home.

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Yutaka headed towards his sisters' car since she was the only ride he had and he didn't want to walk home. As he opened the door, he heard his sister sigh. As he sat down she glared at him. He hated the tense atmosphere that was between them both, thinking that maybe it was better that he walked.

"I wish you told me sooner " She said, trying her best to not sound angry even though she was livid, rubbing her temples.

"Why? So you could yell at me more and tell me about what a disgrace I am to our family name?"

His voice started to rise as his eyes began to tear up. He was still emotional from the breakdown he had on the roof so he was vulnerable to her words and knew that if the tears started that they wouldn't stop.

His sister turned to him with an angry expression.

"No of course not. You should have told me sooner so I could get you some help! This isn't right!!"

He felt the anger build up again with every word she said. He didn't want t snap so he bit his lip hard, his teeth tearing into the flesh of his thin lip, making it bleed. Of course this hurt but it was better than saying what threatened to leave his throat, it was also better than the pain that his sister was making him feel inside. He started to feel that he wasn't wanted and the trust that he had for her was slowly disappearing with every dark thought that was crossing his mind about him and his sexual preference.

"I-it isn't wrong"

He managed to get out even though it hurt since the air hitting the wound on his lip made it feel worse than it already did, but his sister didn't care about the blood running down his chin or that fact that the more she glared at him the harder he bit down, making the wound deeper than before.

"It is wrong. I will be talking with mom and dad about th--"

"No!!" He interrupted her, his anger disappearing and being replaced with fear. Their parents are well known CEOs of a very popular fashion company that is known around the world, if they knew that their son was gay, it would ruin thier reputaion. They wouldn't put money into this for a camp or a therapist, no ...They would try to beat it out of him thinking that its a mental thing or a disease that they can just remove...

"You can't tell them! You know what they will do!" He knew what he was going to say next was most likely going to cause her to hate him but he needed to. He was shaking, his anxiety building up and the thought of his parents finding out.

"Remember what they did when they caught you with your Ex girlfriend!!"

Immediately after he said that he felt the pain and burning sensation from his sister slapping him. He knew she was a lesbian but she didn't want to be a disappointment to her parents so she hid it and pretended to be straight no matter what pain it caused her mentally. He tears up and looks down and whispers a weak sorry as tears stream down his cheeks following the blood rolling down his chin. She just sighs and starts the car and starts driving home ignoring the whimpers coming from him.