WISH Chapter 1
Title: WISH
Author: Masuhisa
Pairing: Matsumiya, Ohmiya, Sakumiya
Summary: This is totally random
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I’ll tag them with a ‘This belongs to Masuhisa’, but does anybody see them wearing that tag?
Prologue
Chapter 1:
The bright lights and a soft gasp followed by a loud crashing sound sent Nino sitting up in the blink of an eye. He rubbed his head and willed the pain to go away. Luckily, this time, it did.
Slowly and quietly, Nino reached out for his crutches which were lying around somewhere, hoping he didn’t wake the other kids up. It was 5 in the morning and the sky was pitched black. Nino reluctantly got up from his futon once he found his crutches and limped across the room to the kitchen.
Nino helped himself to a slice of plain bread, deeming it the only food that matched his mood. He hated how he had to wake up in the wee hours of the morning, just so he could go to school. From Sky High Orphanage to Sakura Sake High School, it was about 5 kilometers and took about 2 hours for Nino to walk there.
He hated it.
In fact, he hated everything about himself, every single cell that makes him up. Everywhere he went, people stared at him for walking with the aid of crutches. It’s not like it’s his fault that his left leg was so weak. According to Takizawa-san, the guy who worked at the orphanage, his leg was like that after being involved in a car accident which killed his parents. Nino wished he was killed along with them, at least he wouldn’t have to endure the long walks to and fro, or the torments which he received from his schoolmates for being so short, a crippled and a total nerd.
Nino threw his bag over his back and started on his long tedious journey to school. A long tedious journey to the place where he was laughed at for being lame, a long tedious journey to the place where everyone seem to enjoy tormenting him.
Nino agreed with the person who came up with the theory of time speeding up when you are dreading something. In no time at all, Nino finished his 5 kilometers walk and was at the gates of his school. The sun had already risen and was basking the school with a warm glow, making it look so warm and inviting. Rubbish, Nino would tell you. The students were all rich, selfish, bitchy snobs who sat though school only because the government forced them to. If they had a choice, every single girl would rather go shopping for the latest fashions, while the guys would go round clubbing. Nino really stuck out like a sore thumb in this rich kids’ school. Now, Nino hated himself for being smart. If he weren’t, he would have been studying at a common school where he’ll probably lead a much more normal life.
Nino sighed and mentally prepared himself for a torturous day ahead, but his train of thoughts was cut short when everyone, excluding Nino, started screaming like a bunch of rabid fans. Nino knew why. It was those three again. As usual, students started to stream into the courtyard, jostling and elbowing to get to the front, and of course, poor Nino was usually pushed to the ground or shoved towards the back. Nino rolled his eyes at the whole event, thinking how bimbo his school was. It was just three guys who so happened to be the sons of a rich man!
Speak of the devil. From Nino’s corner, despite the sea of people in front of him, he managed to see the three idols of the school. Their father was a president of the leading media industry of the world: YM Studios, who donated sums of money to the school. In other words, the principal was more lax with them, the teachers fear for their rice bowls, and the students treat them like gods.
There, walking down the red carpet was the eldest son, Satoshi, looking as though he had just woken up and was extremely deprived of sleep. His hair was chestnut brown and stood up in all directions, but surprisingly not looking messy at all. Satoshi was the best artist that every existed, having won numerous prizes for his works, and was even requested to decorate selected places in the school.
To his right was the middle child of the three, Sho. Being the president of the school committee, Sho looked everything like one. His soot black hair combed neatly and clothes pressed, his style and posture a gentlemen’s. Sho was the smartest idiot who ever existed, scoring a hundred percent for nearly every single test he has ever taken, furious with himself if he scored any lower than full marks and rumored to have read every single book that ever existed.
The youngest of the three was Jun. He was tall and lean, looking like one of models from fashion magazines. With a jet black perm, a fabulous body and a killer smile, Jun was named the best looking guy in the whole school by all the girls, despite his sadistic nature, and the guys had no reason to protest.
Every single day, the three would be driven to school in a snow white limousine of theirs, a red carpet rolled out upon their arrival, and a swarm of cheering students lined their path, a stupid tradition that occurs without fail every morning every since they first started studying in this school two years ago.
Nino rolled his eyes once more as he made his way to his classroom, perfectly aware that he’ll be stampeded on if he didn’t get away before the group dispersed. It was going to be a long depressing day.
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Nino bit his lip, trying to stifle a scream as his classmates erupted into a fit of laughter. He just had to turn his back for a second, and his classmates managed to add a spatula full of Cesium into his conical flask of boiling water, causing his whole experiment to explode in his face, and not to mention the boiling water splashing all over him. His chemistry teacher could do nothing more but send him to the nurse’s office.
Nino shuffled his way down the empty corridor, his left hand scalded and unable to hold his crutches properly. Struggling his way to the other end of the school, Nino cursed everything that came to mind, causing him to take his mind of his journey, causing him to crash right into someone.
Both parties fell to the ground with a loud thud. Nino winced as he rubbed his poor back.
“I’m sorry,” they said at the same time. Nino looked up in surprise, shocked that there was someone who would apologize to him, whereas in his years of experience, if he crashed into anyone, the other party would blame the entire accident on Nino.
In front of Nino, staring at him with a pair of sleepy hazel eyes was none other than the eldest of the three princes of the school.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his lovely eyes filled with sincere concern. Nino felt like an idiot for simply sitting there and staring at Satoshi like an idiot. Satoshi must have thought there was something wrong with Nino as he immediately helped Nino up. His right hand firmly around Nino’s slim waist, his shoulder supporting Nino’s whole body and Nino’s crutches in his left hand, Satoshi half carried, half dragged Nino to the nurse’s office. Meanwhile, Nino was blindly following, his tongue tied and his heart pounding inside his chest.
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Morning came and went. Before he knew it, Nino found himself in the library, aka his refuge during lunch break. Having absolutely no form of pocket money for lunch, Nino had to hide in the library and try to take his mind of his hunger by reading. Not successful so far.
His hands were still stinging from the medication the nursed applied, and speaking of that incident. Satoshi had brought Nino to the nurse’s office, repeatedly asking him if he was okay, but Nino who was still in shock mumbled some incoherent reply, making him look like some moron.
When they finally got there, the nurse started chiding Nino for ‘getting’ himself into an accident the 3rd time that week, and it was only Tuesday. Nino was pretty sure Satoshi heard what the nurse said and, Nino was probably thinking too much, but inferring from his emotionless face, Satoshi was probably thinking what a loser Nino was, and regretted helping him.
Nino slammed his head on a book and sighed very loudly. Thankfully, the library was empty as nobody else in the school actually read a proper book except Sho, but he has his own personal library, so there was no reason for him to use the school one. His stomach rumbled, but Nino pretended to ignore it. After embarrassing himself in front of the school’s most popular guys, how could Nino face anyone?
Trying to fall asleep, so he could just forget about his embarrassing incident and his complaining stomach, Nino closed his eyes tight. But his miserable attempt at falling asleep was interrupted when someone tapped him on the shoulder.
“Are you done with that book?” asked the voice. Nino jolted up and turned to face the newcomer.
Oh crap.
In his haste to get as far way as possible from the one of the other two princes of the school, Nino momentarily forgot he could not stand properly without the aid of his crutches, and stood up abruptly, hence toppling over the next second.
Oh great! Why must such stupid things happen to him? And in front of Sho of all people!
“Are you okay?” asked Sho, kneeling down to help Nino up. As usual, his tongue refuse to function properly and jumble of words came out of him mouth. Nino was certain he saw was Sho rolled his eyes, just a little bit, but it still counts. What happened next totally freaked Nino out. Sho grabbed Nino firmly by his waist and pulled him off the floor. While using his right hand to get a chair for Nino to sit on, Sho had to use his left hand and his Ab Fab body to support Nino. In other words, Nino was pressed too intimately to Sho’s side.
“You’re Nino, am I right?” asked Sho, once he and Nino were seated properly. Nino’s heart jumped with joy! Somebody significant actually knew his name! At least he won’t be considered totally unimportant any more!
“How do you know?” asked Nino timidly, his heart exploding with joy.
“I saw your name on the ‘students with disabilities’ list,” answered Sho apathetically, flipping through the book which Nino was using as a pillow.
Shit.
So that’s why Sho knew his name. Figures.
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The moment Sho took his attention off Nino, Nino dashed out of the library as fast as he could with dysfunctional leg.
Where to go to hide himself? The answer was obvious, the toilet. It’s not like the guys in this school use the toilet during lunch break, they rather go during class, so they could waste curriculum time.
Off to the toilet Nino headed, thanking the architect of the school for placing the library and the canteen at opposite ends of building. Nino didn’t have to walk very far to get to the nearest toilet. In front of the mirror Nino stood, leaning himself on a basin. He stared at his reflection in the mirror. His face was tomato red.
The whole school must have heard about his two embarrassing incidents by now, seeing how there was always someone stalking Satoshi and Sho, and how gossips spread like wildfire in this school.
Just then, footsteps were heard. Someone with a very light step was coming his way. Oh crap. Nino had to hide! Well, he was in a toilet, the most logical place to hide would be in the cubicles, right? Nino hurried over to the first one he saw, locked the door and hoped whoever wouldn’t realize he was in there. The toilet door slammed open with an awfully loud bang and in someone came, mumbling something under his breathe as he did so. Nino heard the footsteps stop, and was about to sigh in relief, when he heard them continue, and they seem to be coming his way.
“Don’t knock on the door, don’t knock on the door,” chanted Nino, fingers crossed and eyes shut tight. That person just had to knock on the door.
“Who do you think you are?!” yelled the owner of the voice, “this is MY private toilet!”
Nino could recognize that voice anywhere.
He hastily opened the door, and found himself face to face with the third prince, Jun. And the best part was, Nino had just incurred his wrath for entering his precious toilet. Mumbling a series of apology, Nino tried to make his way out, but that darn cleaner just had to mop the floor that day.
We all know how slippery wet floor can be, and for Nino, having a dysfunctional leg just made in harder for him to walk out of the cubicle. Friction refused to be on his side, he slipped. But lucky yet unluckily for Nino, Jun had really good reflexes, which allowed him to catch Nino in his arms before he hit the floor.
With Jun’s slender arms wrapped securely around his waist, Nino’s heart stopped beating, thus cutting of his blood circulation and his whole body couldn’t move.
“Are you okay?” asked Jun, his voice soft and gentle, totally unlike the one he used on Nino when they were still separated by the cubicle door.
Nino finally managed to control his muscles and nodded vigorously. Grabbing his crutches, he made his way out of the toilet faster than he had came in, leaving Jun to stare at his retreating back with a hint of amusement on his face.