Dancing with Secrets Chapter II
The class ended quickly, and he sped out of the classroom, avoiding Jin at all costs. When he entered the cafeteria, it seemed that Jun was already there, sitting at a table alone. Time for payback. He sneaked up behind Jun, and slowly put his hands at each side of Jun’s waist… and straight afterwards, Aiba poked his sides. The way Jun reacted was amazingly humorous.
“What the fuck!” Jun lunged himself backwards, as if he was retreating from the danger, but surprisingly, he bumped into someone and ended up on the floor… with a very heavy object on top of him. How this position happened… no one shall know. Jun groaned in pain, as he felt his back crack a little as it hit the hard floor. He realised though, that no one was making a sound around him. Great, he thought, everyone’s looking at me. Suddenly, he felt the heavy object on top of him start to move, and it touched a very sensitive place on Jun’s body, making him moan accidently.
“Ughh! What the fuck?!” He moaned/groaned. Jun looked up and saw that the ‘heavy object’ was in fact another student, just one he hadn’t seen before. One that also had very nice looks. The one on top looked into Jun’s eyes intensely, but there was no anger in his eyes.
“I believe you were the one that bumped into me.” The stranger said, a small smile appearing on his lips. Jun’s cheeks started to redden a little.
“Right. Sorry about that.” He apologised, looking away from the other. The one of top chuckled a little, leaned forward a bit, pushing into Jun’s crotch more, and then got off of him. Jun just lay there dazed.
“You alright?” The stranger asked, holding out a hand for Jun to take. Jun took it very quickly.
“Yeah, fine.” Jun replied, looking down at his feet so he didn’t have to look at the other student.
“Names Oguri Shun.” The other said, and held out a hand for Jun to take. Jun stopped and looked up at the other.
“…Shun… Shun… where have I heard that name before…” Jun wondered, ignoring Shun’s gesture.
“You’ve heard of me?” Shun asked, very intrigued now by Jun’s reaction. Jun nodded his head.
“Hmm… you don’t happen to be that major famous rich playboy who’s the son of the president of one of the biggest companies in Japan…?” Jun asked, fearing that that was exactly who it was. Shun smirked at Jun, looked like someone had figured it out. But how did Jun know his name?
“How do you know me?” Shun asked.
“…No reason.” Jun said, as he started to walk away.
“Wait!” Shun shouted. Jun turned his head a little. “You never told me your name.” He said, smiling.
“Jun Matsumoto.” He quietly said and walked away.
Aiba watched the amusing scene quietly, laughing at the way Jun acted, and thinking about the information about the new boy. But then he realised Jun had just ditched him.
“Oh great…” He was about to follow the man, until he was stopped by Shun, who hadn’t moved yet.
“Hey you.” He said. Aiba scowled.
“That’s a nice way to greet someone you have never met.” He stated. Shun just chuckled.
“Whatever. But your friends with Jun right?” he asked, smirking. Aiba could throw up from the cockiness.
“Nope.” He retorted. Aiba began walking again, until Shun caught his arm.
“Don’t lie to me.” He warned. Aiba chuckled.
“Are you threatening me?” he asked. Shun’s grip tightened on his wrist, Aiba could feel the pressure rise.
“Yes I am. Now, answer the question correctly like a good little boy.” Shun shot him a cocky smirk.
“Oh my god. Can you get more stuck up? Now, let me go before I sue you for assault.” Aiba threatened him this time, but he only felt Shun’s grip get tighter again.
“You’re threatening me? I don’t think you know just who you’re dealing with.” The man replied with a stern voice. Aiba was beginning to fume inside. What is it with all the stuck up boys in his school wanting to beat him up?
“I know who I’m dealing with, but I just don’t care. Now let. Me. Go.” Aiba warned again, trying to jerk his hand away from Shun. But the other just wasn’t up for letting Aiba go.
“Shun. Get the hell off of him.” Aiba turned around, not knowing who to expect. His eyes widened as he noticed who was standing up to Shun. Shun, was probably even more surprised.
“I said, let him go.” Jun said, grabbing Shun’s hand off of Aiba’s wrist forcefully, making him let the other go. Aiba stood there, rubbing his sore wrist, watching the scene play out. He just couldn’t believe that Jun stood up for him. It wasn’t that Jun didn’t want to, it was just he was normally scared of rich boys as he thought they could easily make his life miserable. So this was a weird turn of events. He saw how Jun was grabbing a hold of Shun’s shirt collar, and had him up against a wall.
“Whoa, Jun. Let it go.” Aiba said, walking slowly forwards, wondering why Jun was acting so… ruthless. Jun tightened his grip on Shun’s collar. Shun smirked at the other, and quickly turned them around, and banged Jun’s back off of the wall, making Jun shout out in pain.
“Get off me.” Jun squirmed about but Shun kept him in place.
“…Or what?” Shun asked, a smug smirk on his lips as he brought his face closer to Jun’s.
“…” Jun stayed quiet, his eyes flickered over to Aiba who was frozen in his place, not really knowing whether to interfere or not.
“That’s what I thought.” Shun muttered. Jun looked back at Shun, and realised that the other’s face was really, really close to his. He could feel Shun’s lips on his, every time he spoke a word, and that disturbed Jun.
“You’re a bit close.” Jun muttered trying not to move his lips much as he would feel Shun’s again.
“Good. I like it this way…” Jun closed his eyes, as Shun actually got closer if it was possible. He felt Shun’s knee go slowly in-between his legs. “Don’t you?” He asked. Jun’s breathing started to hasten, and Shun smirked at how he was making Jun feel. Jun’s mind was going all fuzzy, but, he has to stay focused and remember that this man, who was technically molesting him at this point and time, hurt his best friend.
“…You make me sick.” Jun said, glaring at Shun who seemed to be having such a fun time.
“Do i?” Shun asked, backing his face away a little. “That’s too bad.” He stated, still smiling. Jun groaned in annoyance.
“Whatever.” He said, looking away. Shun, however, grabbed Jun’s head and made sure he was facing him.
“Would I make you even sicker if I did this?” Shun asked, and instantly afterwards, he stuck his tongue out, and traced Jun’s bottom lip with it, before inserting it into Jun’s mouth. Jun’s eyes widened at the sudden intrusion. He didn’t move his lips but didn’t do anything to stop Shun’s tongue from exploring his own mouth. Shun’s leg, that was placed between Jun’s trembling legs, pushed further up against the man’s crotch.
“Mmm…” Jun moaned, and suddenly, he felt his self-control fly away from him, leaving him being controlled by a strong lustful desire.
Shun suddenly felt Jun’s lips moving against his, and he could practically taste how much Jun wanted him at this moment. He grabbed the back of Jun’s neck and brought him even closer, angling his head to the side so Jun could kiss him deeper. As for Jun, he quickly thrust his hips forward, making contact with Shun’s needy crotch. They both continued to kiss wildly, and Shun expertly grabbed the back of Jun’s thighs and brought the other up, and Jun wrapped his legs around Shun’s waist. Jun’s hands went immediately around Shun’s neck, grabbing onto his hair, pulling it to give him much better access to his mouth. Jun massaged Shun’s tongue, pulling his hair tighter, wanting to taste every part of the man, and Shun was definitely happy to oblige to Jun’s every need. Shun leaned harder against Jun’s crotch, listening to the graceful moan that came from the back of Jun’s throat from the intense pleasure. They seemed to forget, that they were in a school.
Aiba stood there frozen, shocked. He couldn’t comprehend the situation at all. The man who threatened and injured him, was supposed to be getting beaten up by his best friend. But no. They were… doing other stuff instead. In a school. But, because Jun had technically betrayed him in this situation, he was not going to stop them. But the person who was coming over might.
Akanishi walked over, same people surrounding him (including Sho) and he stopped right in front of the pair who were in the middle of a very, very hot make out session. Jin didn’t realise what was going on, until he heard a very lustful moan come out the back of Jun’s throat… again.
“What the fuck are you doing Shun?” Akanishi asked as he started to laugh at the situation. Aiba could sense the danger of the situation already. He looked over at Sho, who was, once again, just standing in the side lines. Shun let go of Jun’s mouth, and turned his head around to look at Jin, while Jun kindly started to nibble on Shun’s neck.
“Huh?” Shun asked, finding it hard to focus on the rich boy while Jun was kissing his neck.
“I said, what the fuck are you doing?” Jin replied, getting impatient.
“What does it look like you idiot.” Shun smartly remarked back, and moaned a little as Jun bit him. “Mmm” Jin looked disgusted.
“You couldn’t have picked someone who’s at least nice looking? Or fit?” He asked, pretending to puke as he heard Shun moan again.
“Look, Akanishi, I really don’t like you. And, if you insult Jun one more time, I’ll kick your little ugly ass, got it?” He said seriously, glaring right into Jin’s eyes. Jin felt scared a little.
“Whatever.” He said, and walked away from the scene. Shun smirked and turned back to Jun, who quickly captured his lips again.
Aiba stood still again, wondering when or if they will ever stop. He didn’t notice that Sho had stayed in his own position, and was now watching him. As Shun and Jun were still going at it, Sho decided to go over to Aiba.
“Hey Aiba-san.” Sho muttered. Aiba looked over at him in confusion.
“Uh… hi.” He replied, looking back over to Shun and Jun, it was better than paying attention to sho anyhow.
“Look, are you afraid of me or something?” Sho asked. Aiba scoffed.
“No, I’m not.” He replied. Sho sighed.
“Then do you hate me?” Sho asked again. Aiba froze.
“Well… not hate. I don’t know you.” He replied as carefully as he could. He heard sho chuckle.
“That’s right. We don’t know each other.” He noted. Aiba sighed.
“Well you seemed to know me.” Aiba said, still not looking at Sho. The other coughed a little.
“I don’t.” he muttered. Aiba then turned to him.
“You don’t? Then why protect me from your… ‘Best friend’?” He asked very wearily. Sho sighed and looked at Aiba too.
“That’s becau-..” Sho started to say but he was later interrupted by his obnoxious best friend.
“Sho! Get your ass over here.” They both heard Akanishi shout, and Aiba just chuckled.
“You better go to… him.” Aiba said, turning away from him again. Sho sighed quietly.
“Yeah. See ya.” He said as he went over to Jin. Aiba sighed and looked over at his own best friend, realising he was still at it with Shun. Time to break things up. He walked over, but sadly, someone got there before him, and they didn’t exactly look please, at all.
“Young man. Get off of the other this instant!” The teacher bawled at them, and Jun had no choice but to let go of Shun and drop back down. Shun kept a straight face on when he faced the teacher, but Jun was finding it hard not to laugh his head off. “Now, explain what you were doing in a public place such as a school?!” The teacher yelled. It was now Shun’s turn to try and keep a straight face.
“Um… surely you know?” He asked, hearing Jun giggle behind him.
“That’s it. To the principal’s office, now, both of you!” The teacher screamed, his face going red a little, and he stomped away from the two boys.
“Really Shun?” Jun asked, playfully hitting him.
“What? He asked, but surely anyone who saw us knew what we were doing?” Shun contemplated, but Jun just hit him again. This is when Aiba finally cut in.
“Great, so finished now?” He asked, and Jun turned to him, realising what he was supposed to be doing to Shun.
“Ah…” Jun was speechless. He knew that Aiba was going to make fun of him forever after this, but, he was also scared about what had just happened too.
“Yup. Finished. We better get going to the office then Jun.” Shun noted, already pulling Jun away with him without giving Jun any time to reply. Aiba scoffed.
“Ditched again.” He said as he made his way to the dance hall, trying to take his mind off of everything.
Once he got there, it was empty thankfully. He immediately sped over to the music player and grabbed his i-pod, inserting it quickly, eager to get started. Once the music began playing, he took off his jacket and got into his starting position. He began to count the beats in his head, tapping his foot, getting ready to begin the dance. When the music hit eight beats, he swung his hips around and twirled. He danced with his full body and mind for the full song, once again, failing to realise someone else had entered the gym, but this time, the had taken a seat on the benches, right in front of Aiba with a full view of the dancer. Aiba fell to the floor on his knees, put his hands up to his head and swung it around with mighty force, and stood back up again, getting ready for his finishing move. He threw his hands up, put one foot in front of the other, and swiftly brought his hands down by his side, tilting his head to the left, and in that exact moment, the song finished. He was breathing heavily, and his feet ached, but that’s why he loved it, he could put his entire soul into his dancing. Once again, he heard the sound of clapping coming from somewhere in the gym. Expecting to find no one again, he looked up and noticed someone sitting directly in front of them, and that person was not who he expected it to be.
“What are you doing here?” Aiba asked, straightening his position, and folding his arms across the chest, looking serious. Sho stood up and walked over to him.
“Watching you dance, what else?” He simply said, as it was the most natural thing in the world to do.
“Why?” Aiba asked, worried that Sho could be some sort of stalker.
“I like it. The way you dance, it’s simply amazing.” He stated, getting closer to the dancer.
“…You do?” he asked, surprised about the way Sho said his comment with such… feeling.
“Yes. I do.” Sho replied, once again getting closer to Aiba, until he was a step away from the boy.
“Oh. Well then… thank you.” Aiba said, not really sure on what to say in this situation.
“You’re welcome.” Sho said, creating an awkward silence. Aiba didn’t know whether to move, or to stay put. Sho smirked a little. “Am I making you uncomfortable?” he asked.
“Um. Yes, yes you are.” Aiba just decided to be honest with the guy. He had no reason to lie anyway.
“Oh. Sorry about that. I just really wanted to talk to you, and praise you.” Sho said, staring into Aiba’s eyes.
“Oh. Why?” He asked. Sho looked confused.
“Why what?”
“Why did you want to talk to me?” Aiba asked, taking a deep breath.
“Honestly?” He asked, he noticed Aiba nod. “Okay, I find you very attractive, very cute, looks like a hell of a lot of fun, nice guy, and great dancer. Basically, you define my ideal guy.” If Aiba had a drink in his mouth he would have spat it out. Did sho really just say that?
“What?” Aiba asked, trying not to sound to… confused, worried.
“You heard me.” Sho said, inching a little closer, which Aiba failed to notice.
“B-But… I don’t even know you.” Aiba stuttered, he really wanted to get out of this situation.
“And I don’t know you. But I still fell in love with you, didn’t I?” Sho asked, inching closer again. Aiba’s eyes widened and his heart sped up.
“L-L-Love?!” He shouted a little, but he was soon cut off as a pair of plump lips were soon attached to his. His eyes widened even more as he felt Sho’s tongue trailing his bottom lip. He had to get him off. He put his hands up to the man’s chest in an attempt to push him away, but Sho quickly put his hands around Aiba’s body and pulled him closer with great strength.
“Nnghh-..” Aiba moaned when Sho finally got his tongue inside Aiba’s mouth. Aiba still tried to get away, but with Sho expertly massaging his tongue, it was a little hard to stay focused. Aiba soon gave in, and began tasting Sho with his own will. Their lips merged together as Aiba stood still, letting Sho do whatever he wanted. Sho noticed and stepped back, letting the younger take in what just happened. Aiba took a deep breath - he could still taste sho in his mouth.
“…” Aiba didn’t say anything. Sho smirked.
“You alright?” He asked sincerely, despite his smirk.
“Um…” he stayed silent, not knowing what to say at all.
“It’s okay, I’ll let you think this whole thing over.” Sho said as he patted Aiba’s shoulder and made an exit very quickly. Aiba was confused.
“…What do I do?” He fell to the floor and looked at the ceiling, as if it had all the answers. “What to do…” He closed his eyes.