Title: Wretched
Author:
crimsonfixionChapter: 2/?
Pairing/Characters: Reita/Ruki.
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Cursing.
Genre: crack; fluff; au.
Comment: new story.
Summary: Taka has a crush on his bestfriend Akira;
but Akira's already on a relationship, would things work out between them?
I’ve been laying on bed for hours now, realizing soon that my stomach is begging me for food.
I dragged myself out of the bedroom, slowly striding down the stairs, god am I that sick?.
“oh, you’re awake~ are you hungry Taka?” mom got closer to me and reached my forehead again, her hand felt so cold. “it’s still high, you
have to eat so I can give you the medicine.” She seemed a bit worried me, I hated the extra care she always give me when I’m sick.
Marching back to my room again I laid down on the bed again, my head felt so heavy I could barely lift it up again; glancing at my watch
again: 12:14 a.m.. maybe I should just go to sleep again.
Almost closing my eyes I heard a screeching sound of a motorbike close by. Akira? No way; school was still going, he isn’t supposed to be
here before 3:30 a.m; hearing the doorbell ringing, nervousness started to take over me; footsteps getting closer, shutting my eyes, my
room’s door being open.
I could feel these soft steps walking towards me until a figure hovered above me, I tried my best not to make a sound, it sat on the edge of
my bed but still close to me, and it’s hand slowly removing the blanket off of my head.
I couldn’t resist anymore. I had to look. Slowly opening my eyes ; the first thing I spotted was a white cloth running around the middle of
his face; Akira.
“Hey..” was his greeting which was added by some bits of sympathy on it; I wasn’t that sick, but I was really glad he’s here.
“what are you doing here? It’s not the end of the school day yet” I asked what was on my mind the whole time he was here.
“uhh, I was worried about you.” Was his answer, which sounded a bit gay coming from Akira, even way too gay. So it had to be something
else…
“how nice… like I’d believe that, what seriously got you out of school Akira?” I glared at him, sucking the answer out of him.
“..eh?, well, Mayuko wanted to skip school so I gave her a ride home, and I got here after that eventually” I knew it. Just mentioning her
name makes me feel more sick.
“so, what’s up with you?.. fever?” I was about to answer but it got lost somewhere as his hand brushed the strands of hair on my forehead
away and laid his hand on my burning forehead, which I’m sure had heated a tad more than before along with my cheeks.
“Taka, you’re burning..” he looked a bit more serious. “I’ll be ok though.” I tried to sound calm and stable which I was everything but that,
and I failed succeeding that as he leaned a bit close but didn’t invade my personal area.
“you sure? … I’ll take you to the hospital if it stayed like this though.” I was thinking of a way to get myself out of this position, it all
seemed so awkward to me, so I gathered all the energy I got left to lift my upper body into a sitting position, but it seemed that I was
weak, that’s why Akira rounded his arm behind my shoulder helping me up.
As soon as I sat, a ringing sound reached my ears, it was his phone, I watched him answering it and whispering a “Hey, baby.” I wrinkled
my noise in annoyance as I soon realized who was the caller.
“No I’m at Taka’s right now.-sure.-love you too.” He noticed the grim face I was showing which made him chuckle, “what’s with you?” I gave
him a fake smile and shook my head trying to erase any hint about my crush on him, but again, he never did notice any of it.
“you seem really content today though.” I commented, watching him climb over my bed resting his back on the wall- “do I?” and he gave
that famous smug grin of his. “I had a great night last night” …. Oh. My. God. I gaped at him with my mouth open of the disgusting news that
just went through my ears.” But the thing I didn’t understand was him laughing so hardly and yelling a “you perv!” between it. Wait, he was
joking? “ugh, Akira I’m not in the mood for your retarded humor!” I was clearly pissed of him but he calmed me down again somehow as he
stroked my head softly and giggling a “you’re cute”. All I replied was a frown and soft smack on his stomach.