The Wind of Madness 8/?
Title: The Wind of Madness
Genre: Action, High School Yankees AU
Pairing: shameless NinoAi as usual
Summary: Being part of the strongest yankee fight club, Arashi, binds the members like brothers. But there is a deeper bond that exists between the newly recruited King, Aiba, and the vice president, Kaze.
A/N: This story can stand alone but it will be better if you read "Yankee Academy" as well.
INDEX: 01 || 02 || 03 || 04 || 05 || 06 || 07 || 08
CHAPTER 8:
KAZE
That bastard.
I saw him walking out of his handsome car, laughing as if nothing happened, surrounded by pretty young girls that were probably forced to be there. I balled my fists. I really wanted to hurt him then and there.
“Ahh… it fell…” came the innocent sounding voice of my companion. I saw Aiba-chan crouching down, looking at the ice cream cone that fell on the ground.
“You’re so clumsy, Aiba-chan,” I just told him, rubbing my temple. It was an innate talent of his: being able to calm me down by his clumsy antics. If it were another underling, I would have kicked him. But then, Aiba was not an ordinary person. He is not my underling. He is my friend.
If I could rank my friends, I would put Leader at the top, like the leader that he was. But sometimes, I get confused where Aiba would be placed. He could be the second one, but then sometimes, I could feel that he was crawling his way to the top, the same way he crawled towards me on the breakwater.
I looked back at the spot where I saw the man that I hated but he was gone, even the car. “What are you looking at, Kaze-san?” Aiba asked curiously.
“Nothing,” I lied. He looked at my eyes. I sometimes wonder if he had Pi’s ability to get into your soul, or if he was just observant like Leader. I could not lie to him. Well, fair enough, he could not lie that well either.
“So, Kaze-san, another ice cream?”
“Shut up. If you want to get free food, go suck it up to MatsuJun,” I said as we walked back.
He frowned. “Kaze-san, MatsuJun just sneers at me.”
“He’s a softie, don’t worry,” I said with a dry laugh.
Aiba suddenly stopped walking. He looked up and around him. I watched him, confused about the way he was acting. I almost gasped when he grabbed my hand and I felt that he was really cold.
“Kaze-san, let’s get away from here,” he said. I looked at him and I knew that he was really pale and shaking. I wonder if he saw a ghost. I looked around me and felt upset as well.
That was the same place, the same street, where my life was destroyed.
We went back to school and saw Leader looking at the window. He turned around and gave a memo to me.
“I guess Aiba-chan still has a long way to go,” he said, patting the other king’s head affectionately.
I read the note. It was a suspension notice from the principal. Actually, it was the second suspension notice. We all knew that a third notice would eventually lead to expulsion.
“If Aiba-chan gets involved in another fight within the 30-day suspension notice, he will be doomed,” Leader explained calmly. It was a big problem for him even though he did not show it. He was also fond of the guy.
“What a pain in the ass,” I hissed, looking at the troublemaker. He smiled at me guiltily. “Don’t worry, Leader, I’ll make sure this git doesn’t get into trouble within the 30-day period.”
“How about the 31st day?” Aiba asked curiously. It sounded stupid, I know.
“If you keep your fists to yourself, I’ll let your steam off on the 31st day,” I said with a bored voice. I took my console and sat on my chair to start playing.
“So… Kaze-san will play with me on the 31st day?” he asked excitedly.
“Uh-huh,” I just responded as I was busily beating up my opponent. “That is if you don’t fight anyone until the 30th day.”
“I promise!” Aiba jumped out of his place and jumped on me in order to give his ‘promise kiss’. It was really embarrassing; I could hear Leader’s laugh from the background. The crazy king then went towards the wall where a calendar was. Using a marker, he placed an X-mark on this date and then a circle mark on the day a month from now. Knowing his behavior, he would really stick to the rules.
It does confuse me why this yankee, this guy who can beat up people mercilessly, follows every word that I say. But Aiba is like a small child. I think that children get attached to you when you show them something.
Comfort. Affection. Love.
I looked at Aiba who was now on my lap, reading a small book. He looked at me with a smile before looking at the book one again. I found myself smiling as well as I ran my hands through his hair softly. I noticed his earring, a small stud that was color red. Red from blood, I supposed. It was a common earring but it also reminded me of something very important.
“Aiba-chan, will you come with me?” I asked him after a while. Leader also looked up. He then smiled.
“Where are we going?”
“I’ll visit my sister.” Leader’s eyes met mine. For a moment, I thought there was a sudden inexplicable surprise. He then gave an approving nod.
Aiba stood up. “You have an onee-chan too?” he said in excitement. “I want to meet her!”
“She’s dead, Aiba-chan. I’ll visit her grave.”
“Ah, I see…” he said, his tension going down. “You will let Aiba-chan come?”
I nodded. “Let’s go. We might be late.”
“Let’s buy a lot of flowers for your onee-chan!” he said excitedly as he tailed me out of the room. We rode a bus to the grave and he helped me pick beautiful white flowers. We walked up the stairs and we finally stopped I front of a tombstone. I fixed the altar and wiped the picture frame to make it clean.
“Here it is.”
Ninomiya Kazue
I watched Aiba pay respects to the grave but what bewildered me was when he sat near it and stroked the tombstone. I saw a small smile on his face and his mouth moving in a soft whisper that I could not hear.
“Let’s give Kazue onee-chan a lot of flowers then!” he said as he looked at me with a bright smile. I gave him the bouquet and he placed it neatly in the middle.
“Kazue onee-chan…” I repeated. I could not help but smile. I do miss my sister. I suddenly remembered that laughing bastard, enjoying himself, while here I was, wallowing in sadness. No amount of money could bring back my sister.
“Kaze-san, are you okay?” he asked me, touching my back.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I answered. “Now, you’ve met my sister…”
“I also have an onee-chan too,” he replied brightly. “She’s the kindest, purest, most beautiful girl ever!”
“Hmpph, my sister is better than her…”
“I can’t say it’s like that,” he replied in a sad tone that made my eyebrows come together. Sometimes, Aiba-chan tends to say stuff that were like riddles. Leader-level riddles. His facial expression changed like a light switch and he placed an arm over my shoulder. “Hora, Kaze-san, treat me to some ice cream!”
“No way!”
He pouted at me and I felt like I could not resist that one. I groaned and I let him steer me to the nearest convenience store to get some ice cream.
I noticed something on his shoulder. “Is this a big piece of dirt?” I asked him.
“Kaze-san, that’s my birthmark! It makes Aiba-chan unique,” he said proudly.
“Ohh…” I managed to say. It was an odd birthmark but this one… you would not mistake him for someone else if you see it.
I found it beautiful and oddly familiar at the same time.
Genre: Action, High School Yankees AU
Pairing: shameless NinoAi as usual
Summary: Being part of the strongest yankee fight club, Arashi, binds the members like brothers. But there is a deeper bond that exists between the newly recruited King, Aiba, and the vice president, Kaze.
A/N: This story can stand alone but it will be better if you read "Yankee Academy" as well.
INDEX: 01 || 02 || 03 || 04 || 05 || 06 || 07 || 08
CHAPTER 8:
KAZE
That bastard.
I saw him walking out of his handsome car, laughing as if nothing happened, surrounded by pretty young girls that were probably forced to be there. I balled my fists. I really wanted to hurt him then and there.
“Ahh… it fell…” came the innocent sounding voice of my companion. I saw Aiba-chan crouching down, looking at the ice cream cone that fell on the ground.
“You’re so clumsy, Aiba-chan,” I just told him, rubbing my temple. It was an innate talent of his: being able to calm me down by his clumsy antics. If it were another underling, I would have kicked him. But then, Aiba was not an ordinary person. He is not my underling. He is my friend.
If I could rank my friends, I would put Leader at the top, like the leader that he was. But sometimes, I get confused where Aiba would be placed. He could be the second one, but then sometimes, I could feel that he was crawling his way to the top, the same way he crawled towards me on the breakwater.
I looked back at the spot where I saw the man that I hated but he was gone, even the car. “What are you looking at, Kaze-san?” Aiba asked curiously.
“Nothing,” I lied. He looked at my eyes. I sometimes wonder if he had Pi’s ability to get into your soul, or if he was just observant like Leader. I could not lie to him. Well, fair enough, he could not lie that well either.
“So, Kaze-san, another ice cream?”
“Shut up. If you want to get free food, go suck it up to MatsuJun,” I said as we walked back.
He frowned. “Kaze-san, MatsuJun just sneers at me.”
“He’s a softie, don’t worry,” I said with a dry laugh.
Aiba suddenly stopped walking. He looked up and around him. I watched him, confused about the way he was acting. I almost gasped when he grabbed my hand and I felt that he was really cold.
“Kaze-san, let’s get away from here,” he said. I looked at him and I knew that he was really pale and shaking. I wonder if he saw a ghost. I looked around me and felt upset as well.
That was the same place, the same street, where my life was destroyed.
We went back to school and saw Leader looking at the window. He turned around and gave a memo to me.
“I guess Aiba-chan still has a long way to go,” he said, patting the other king’s head affectionately.
I read the note. It was a suspension notice from the principal. Actually, it was the second suspension notice. We all knew that a third notice would eventually lead to expulsion.
“If Aiba-chan gets involved in another fight within the 30-day suspension notice, he will be doomed,” Leader explained calmly. It was a big problem for him even though he did not show it. He was also fond of the guy.
“What a pain in the ass,” I hissed, looking at the troublemaker. He smiled at me guiltily. “Don’t worry, Leader, I’ll make sure this git doesn’t get into trouble within the 30-day period.”
“How about the 31st day?” Aiba asked curiously. It sounded stupid, I know.
“If you keep your fists to yourself, I’ll let your steam off on the 31st day,” I said with a bored voice. I took my console and sat on my chair to start playing.
“So… Kaze-san will play with me on the 31st day?” he asked excitedly.
“Uh-huh,” I just responded as I was busily beating up my opponent. “That is if you don’t fight anyone until the 30th day.”
“I promise!” Aiba jumped out of his place and jumped on me in order to give his ‘promise kiss’. It was really embarrassing; I could hear Leader’s laugh from the background. The crazy king then went towards the wall where a calendar was. Using a marker, he placed an X-mark on this date and then a circle mark on the day a month from now. Knowing his behavior, he would really stick to the rules.
It does confuse me why this yankee, this guy who can beat up people mercilessly, follows every word that I say. But Aiba is like a small child. I think that children get attached to you when you show them something.
Comfort. Affection. Love.
I looked at Aiba who was now on my lap, reading a small book. He looked at me with a smile before looking at the book one again. I found myself smiling as well as I ran my hands through his hair softly. I noticed his earring, a small stud that was color red. Red from blood, I supposed. It was a common earring but it also reminded me of something very important.
“Aiba-chan, will you come with me?” I asked him after a while. Leader also looked up. He then smiled.
“Where are we going?”
“I’ll visit my sister.” Leader’s eyes met mine. For a moment, I thought there was a sudden inexplicable surprise. He then gave an approving nod.
Aiba stood up. “You have an onee-chan too?” he said in excitement. “I want to meet her!”
“She’s dead, Aiba-chan. I’ll visit her grave.”
“Ah, I see…” he said, his tension going down. “You will let Aiba-chan come?”
I nodded. “Let’s go. We might be late.”
“Let’s buy a lot of flowers for your onee-chan!” he said excitedly as he tailed me out of the room. We rode a bus to the grave and he helped me pick beautiful white flowers. We walked up the stairs and we finally stopped I front of a tombstone. I fixed the altar and wiped the picture frame to make it clean.
“Here it is.”
Ninomiya Kazue
I watched Aiba pay respects to the grave but what bewildered me was when he sat near it and stroked the tombstone. I saw a small smile on his face and his mouth moving in a soft whisper that I could not hear.
“Let’s give Kazue onee-chan a lot of flowers then!” he said as he looked at me with a bright smile. I gave him the bouquet and he placed it neatly in the middle.
“Kazue onee-chan…” I repeated. I could not help but smile. I do miss my sister. I suddenly remembered that laughing bastard, enjoying himself, while here I was, wallowing in sadness. No amount of money could bring back my sister.
“Kaze-san, are you okay?” he asked me, touching my back.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I answered. “Now, you’ve met my sister…”
“I also have an onee-chan too,” he replied brightly. “She’s the kindest, purest, most beautiful girl ever!”
“Hmpph, my sister is better than her…”
“I can’t say it’s like that,” he replied in a sad tone that made my eyebrows come together. Sometimes, Aiba-chan tends to say stuff that were like riddles. Leader-level riddles. His facial expression changed like a light switch and he placed an arm over my shoulder. “Hora, Kaze-san, treat me to some ice cream!”
“No way!”
He pouted at me and I felt like I could not resist that one. I groaned and I let him steer me to the nearest convenience store to get some ice cream.
I noticed something on his shoulder. “Is this a big piece of dirt?” I asked him.
“Kaze-san, that’s my birthmark! It makes Aiba-chan unique,” he said proudly.
“Ohh…” I managed to say. It was an odd birthmark but this one… you would not mistake him for someone else if you see it.
I found it beautiful and oddly familiar at the same time.