Chapter 2: Dorm leaders' pet.

When Ikumo came to his new college, he had not had many expectations of Reedster University. But never, never, he expected such a vision of seeing things. There was perpetually an air of freedom echoing in the air. Even though the students were strange like the dormitories leaders, there was something authentic about them. If they had not wanted to work, the teachers never obliged them. If they wanted to sleep in class, they did it. Some even went out during lessons without that bother the teachers, who continued their classes casually.

Everything was so different from his old university, from his old life.

Each dormitory had its own building, interconnected with their buildings reserved for classes thanks to fully glazed corridors. Everything was breathtakingly modern, but at the same time, there was that old-fashioned little something that remained. The uniform was one of those little things, but the comfort of the clothes was incredible. But one thing that surprised Ikumo was the ease with which the students spoke to each other. There was no competitive spirit between the different dorms or the specialities of each dorm. A student in Wrath dormitory could easily talk with a student in Lust dormitory as he did with a student in Gluttony dormitory.

The Japanese student had to learn to forget the almost solemn character of his old school and live more serenely, at a whole different pace.

So, still seated at a table in the university café after three of the afternoon, he took the time to savour his drink. In just three weeks, he had already tasted all that the university café had to offer. But today, this Saturday, September twenty-fifth, he knew he would not be quiet. The dorm leader he tried to get away from, as much as possible, had just entered, and his presence was like a ray of sunshine in total darkness. Impossible to miss. Shane walked over to his table and, when their eyes met, he smiled at her.

"Can I?" the head of the dorm Sloth asked.

"You can. I am finished soon."

The student put down his tray and sat down facing him before sliding a croissant towards him.

"Thanks, but I have already eaten one," rejected politely Ikumo, who was very ill at ease.

"Would you refuse a gift from a dorm leader? A lot in this cafe would pay to be you."

"Let them take it so. I will gladly leave it to these students."

"You run away from me. Don't try to deny it; I noticed it when you have begun. When we meet in a corridor or outside, you look down and pretend you don't see me. Even if I sit not far from you in the dining hall, you continue to ignore me."

"Maybe I do."

"Why? Am I not nice to you?"

"Yes, exactly."

"What? Would you like me to be mean, by any chance? I didn't think you were so naughty, Ikumo."

"There, that's just it!"

"Hmm?"

"You constantly make innuendos. I don't know why you or Leigh are chasing me, but we're gonna have to stop. The other students look at me sideways and talk behind my back."

"Ignore them. These men are jealous of the attention we pay to your pretty little face."

"Precisely, we must stop. I'm jealous, and I'll end up with a flower on my table soon!"

"A flower?"

"Give the croissant to someone else. I am going to the library."

"But I want to give it to you."

"So eat it for me, but stop giving me stuff or giving me stupid fake compliments all the time. Have a good late afternoon, dorm leader Shane."

Ikumo bowed slightly to greet him before quickly leaving with his knapsack. He quickly descended the small paved path and took the direction of the library. It was a large two-story building with two terraces for reading outside. But the Japanese preferred to read indoors; he felt less vulnerable and less observed. Maybe he was paranoid, but he felt watched. The habit, no doubt? In any case, this is what he convinced himself. The student entered the building and noted his name in the attendance book before heading to his favourite departments; fantasy and science fiction. After all, he was a dreamer. But as he paced the shelves in search of a good book, once called him.

"Iku, my dear!" Leigh greeted him before leaning against a shelf. "How are you? I haven't seen you all day."

"Hello, Leigh."

"Ah, finally, you call me by my first name, you progress."

"It's just to don't hear you comment on it again. Do you need something?"

"Your company? Haha! Don't blush like that. You could make me want to do unacceptable things to do in a library."

"I beg your pardon?!"

"I'm kidding! Just kidding…"

" Hmm. I'll go back to my dorm if you don't mind."

"That does not bother me. What bothers me, however, is the habit you have acquired of running away from me. Do you really think I haven't noticed the distance you've been trying to put between us for a week? Even this have you seen me from Shane must have noticed."

"Yes. Shane came to tell me at the cafe, and he wanted to offer me a croissant. Like I told him, I don't know why he or you are chasing me, but you have to stop."

"Um, but I...Oh, sorry, my phone is vibrating."

Leigh pulled his phone out of his pocket and looked at who was calling before picking up.

"It's Griffin. He wants me to come and photograph his latest creation. See you later, Iku!"

"My name is Ikumo."

"Yes, but your nickname is Iku! Bye!"

The student watched the dorm leader go away from him and inwardly thanked dorm leader Gluttony. Thanks to him, he could keep looking for a good book. At least until they heard footsteps approaching him.

"There you are," a student from Lust dormitory snapped, accompanied by another from Sloth Dorm.

"Do you need help, by any chance?" Ikumo asked suspiciously.

"You love it?"

"Who are you talking about?"

"Leigh. The boss of the Lust dorm. Finally, I don't have to specify that since the dorm leaders seem to spend a lot of time with you."

The trouble was there. The aggressiveness in the student's voice only half surprised the Japanese student who had the misfortune to ignore them. The two students came up to him and grabbed his arms before pulling him back. They slammed him against the wall, and the dorm student Lust grabbed his jaw.

"Ignoring us isn't going to stop you from answering me," he signalled, tightening his grip on his jaw.

"It's rude to ask a question like that when we don't know each other!"

"Home maybe, but here you are at Reedster University and in England. The question is not rude. What's more, I'm older than you, so you obey me and answer me."

"Let go of me immediately!"

"Open his pants."

"What?! No! But what's the matter with you ?!"

"Welcome to Reedster University, the Japanese."

Ikumo tried to struggle, but the two students held him firmly against the wall. He was trapped, and even if he fidgeting, the student's hand of the Sloth dorm rested on the buckle of his belt. The dark-haired student wanted to scream, but the hand on his jaw went down to his throat as the other's hand unbuttoned his pants.

"You love him, don't you?" the Lust dorm student asked again.

"Leave me...Leave me!"

"Answer, the stranger!"

"Please!"

"Touch it."

"N...No!"

"You're toughening up," the other whispered close to his ear before pressing his hand to his crotch. "You like it. You really toughen up."

"S…Stop…"

"We could have fun, the three of us. You don't seem to mind being in the library."

A hand abruptly squeezed his buttock and began to feel it as the front hand slipped into his underpants. The student who was starting to run out of air wiggled his hips to try to push them away, to no avail. This only served to motivate them to go further.

"It says no, but it likes it," the smaller of the two attackers sneered before releasing his hand to his throat. "Breath, the goal is not to kill yourself."

"I do not like it!"

"Shhh. Don't shout, or I'll lose my patience. Even if there is hardly anyone, you have to shut your mouth."

"So stop fiddling with me!"

"Are you gay?"

"Will make you see!"

"Hey, be polite to your elders. You're the?"

"Help! I am...!"

The distress call was stopped by the Lust dorm student who pressed his lips to his. Ikumo kept them pressed firmly against each other until his cock was taken in hand. He couldn't contain the moan of surprise and terror, letting the other stick his tongue into his mouth. The Japanese man pulled hard on his hands, again and again, shaking his head as the student against him began to masturbate him. It wasn't his fault that he was tough, and he didn't want to; couldn't they understand him as he cried? His sobs grew louder as the other hand on his butt slipped into his pants.

"You are, eh? You like it so much."

"Please...stop, this is not good. I do not want!"

"Stop lying."

Ikumo bit violently the hand clasped to his mouth when a finger dared to enter him. The pain was so sharp that he cried out against the hand and reluctantly tasted his rapist's blood as the other masturbated him faster. The finger inside him moved quickly, making him moan in pain and cry louder when he heard someone cough. As the mouth of his other assailant was pressed against his neck and made a hickey, it could only come from behind. Someone had surprised them. Shame fell on him as violently as a bomb on the dirt floor, and he froze. His whole body was petrified by a cold that only he felt while his attackers dropped him.

"Will, grab them and send them to the principal," Gavin ordered coldly without even blinking.

It all happened so quickly that the new student barely had time to see Will grab his two attackers by the arm and pull them out. He was ashamed. Terribly ashamed. And scared. He thought it would never happen again here, but he was wrong. Once again, he had been wrong. Out of pure reflex, he slammed Pierce's hand, who had come too close to him.

"Look at me," ordered the head of the Pride dorm.

The dark-haired student wanted to answer, really, but he couldn't open his mouth. No matter how close the words were to his lips, he couldn't let them come out. He needed time and to be alone so that he could cry as much as he needed.

"I'll take you back to your dorm, okay?" Pierce asked rhetorically, moving to be in his line of sight. "You don't have to try to disappear through the wall. You haven't done anything wrong."

"He doesn't seem to be able to speak," pointed out Gavin, coming over in turn.

"Yes. Send a message to Edward. I take him back to the living room of the Envy dorm."

"It works. What do I say to the other students who listen to us in a really not discreet way?"

"That this is a code red and that I will personally take care of anyone who posts anything on the university's social network."

The two dorm leaders turned to the left library and looked at the three students who listened to the conversation. All three shuddered with fear and nodded mechanically before quickly leaving. Pierce gently grabbed Ikumo's wrist and unwillingly lifted him off the wall before escorting him out. Gavin followed them to the Envy dorm, warning the other dorm leaders before letting them continue their way inside. He saw them pass through the fully glazed hallways before disappearing into the dormitory building.