No Escaping Your Fate [Closed]

[Birdie]

Kouhei hated gym classes. He was not very good at them. He wasn't allowed to run about as many of the other students were. His hear couldn't take it. He would probably faint and that would be, well, horrible. The young male was leaning against the wall while everyone else did laps. He wore the girl's uniform, looking better in it than most of the girls did, and was only allowed to do so because the gym teacher was such an oh so kind woman. She didn't seem to care much, as he didn't so anything anyway. He mostly just got equipment, sometimes hit the ball while someone else ran for him and other such things.

He was staring at one of the lights, attempting to scuff the floor with his non-marking shoes. They made a quiet squeaking sound, something unheard by the yelling and physically active teenagers. The slim boy was jealous, but forced himself to look back at the game. His team was winning, not that he helped. He felt so completely useless. He went to sit on the bleachers. Adjacent to their game another gym class was stretching... Kouhei could see many of the attractive upperclassmen. He smiled happily when he noticed one bleached head. He was the only white haired male in the school. Tsuyoi. Kouhei flushed and found he could not quite look away.

He only forced himself to do so when the game was starting. All Kouhei did was kick the ball while someone else did the running. He went back to his seat while the game went on. He only ever kicked the stupid ball, it went far enough but it wasn't any good. The okama lacked any strength.

When the class finally ended it was Kouhei's job to put things away. He felt it was something he could do. He collected the balls and moved towards the place they were stored. Once inside the dimly lit room he placed them in large bucket that seemed to have more balls than one school could ever need. Kouhei found this rather amusing and was smiling brightly as he turned around...

[Lord Sesshomaru]

Tsuyoi was uninterested in what his class was doing. He didn't stretch with the others as he should. In fact, he didn't really do anything that would count as him participating. The only small thing he agreed to was wearing the gym uniform. He looked around the gym with a narrowed gaze. His light brown eyes landed on Kouhei. He always looks like a girl and it annoyed Tsuyoi to no end. He frowned, turning his attention away as he walked closer to join the group. Whichever worthless game the teacher had them do.

When it was over the teacher forced him to put things away to accomidate with him not joining in the group and the game. They had done a small portion of basketball, the most they could do while sharing the gym with another class. He picked them up, one under his arm and the other on his shoulder as he made his way to the storage room. Tsuyoi was slight surprised to see Kouhei in the storage room. This immediately brought him a defensive mood. He didn't like being anywhere alone with the boy, much less in such a small area. Even so he brought himself into the room and going to place the basketballs on the racks.

[Birdie]

Kouhei was about to turn around a leave when the door slammed closed and a couple of giggles could be heard. Kouhei's eyes grew wide as he rushed toward the door. He pounded his fists against it but nothing seemed to happen.

Kouhei, being as he was, was very much afraid of the dark, and this dimly lit room was full of menacing shadows. The petite male slid down the door, very much despaired. He sighed, resting his forehead against the cool metal. "Senpai..." his voice shook as inevitable tears streamed down his face. "What are we going to do? No one has classes here until the last hour..." It was probably some of his male class mates who had locked him in. They probably didn't know Tsuyoi had been here. There were people who hated the okama for what he was.

[Lord Sesshomaru]

Tsuyoi must say, the silence between them had been perfect for himself. He had come in here, put the stuff away, and would leave without a word and he was perfectly fine with that. But it seems that fate wouldn't have it that way. He stared at the now closed door, locked by some idiotic fools who didn't know how much trouble they would get into for trapping Tsuyoi Seishuku. He glared at the door, thinking of all the ways to get back at whoever it was who did this. This place was much too small for the two of them to be stuck in! He narrowed his eyes, backing up a bit to give the other room and having a hockey stick poke his back.

"Calm yourself." Tsuyoi commanded, although he didn't mean to. He looked around, he must admit he wasn't a fan of the dark either. But it was for a different reason. Being alone with this rather attractive boy in such a small, and private space. "We will just have to wait." the statement wasn't very pleasing for Tsuyoi. He wasn't the patient type as much as he was the quiet type. Slowly he brought himself to lean against the bucket that Kouhei had placed the balls in. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to think.

[Birdie]

Kouhei sniffled, trying desperately to obey his senapi's command. He was sure that the older boy had no desire to be locked in this place with him. He wiped tears from his face then straightened out his white shirt and black short shorts. He moved to the mats and sat down, drawing his legs to his chest to make himself as small as possible. Being as tiny as he was that wasn't hard. Not to mention he spot he had chosen was close to the nearly dead light bulb, which caused a dramatic lighting effect over his pale skin.

Kouhei closed his eyes, pretending he was in his room, beneath his blanket, but it wasn't working. If he didn't really calm down soon he would suffer an asthma attack. He was already having trouble breathing. His entire body was shaking. Oh how he hated small spaces. "I wonder if they'll find our dried out carcasses three years from now..." He was over reacting, but joking like that did make him feel a little better. Thank kami for a morbid sense of humor.

[Lord Sesshomaru]

Tsuyoi could see that Kouhei wasn't taking this dark, small space very well. Was he afraid of the dark? Or was he claustrophobic? The older teen didn't care enough to ask. He kept an eye on Kouhei though, watching him as he tried to stay calm. Tsuyoi wasn't sure he could handle the boy if he had a panic attack, or whatever else would happen for how weak the boy was. The thoughtful statement surprised Tsuyoi. Their...dried carcasses? Could he really think that? Tsuyoi wasn't sure, he wasn't the one to catch onto jokes. Including one so...morbid.

"It will not be that long a wait." he said, looking toward the only source of light in the room. "Unless we somehow died in the next hour or two. Even then..." he let his voice trail off, not wanting to explain it. But it would take even longer for their bodies to dry as Kouhei had stated. His eyes seemed distant as he thought over it. They would be found by then, and his father would sue the school...

Tsuyoi sighed and shook his head. They would be out of here soon enough.

[Birdie]

Kouhei nodded silently. He didn't think Tsuyoi was the type who joked around. His senpai seemed much too serious. Kouhei flopped back on the mats and stared at the shadows which danced across the ceiling. He shivered, thinking about all the monsters that lived in shadows. Like the many men... he didn't even finish the thought. It was a job he hadn't particularly enjoyed. But he could remember lying in bed, after they had finished, and staring at a ceiling similar to this. He could remember their soft breathing. He could remember the tired feeling that came over his body.

He seemed to have calmed down some. "What are we going to do for four more hours?" he asked, forcing himself to look away from the ceiling and at Tsuyoi. His large, innocent eyes studying the good looking boy with something akin to fear and boredum.

[Lord Sesshomaru]

Tsuyoi frowned at the question that had disturbed the silence in the room. Of course, that was only half the reason he had frowned. Four more hours? Was that really how long he was stuck with Kouhei in this dark secluded room? Fate was ever unkind. He shrugged his shoulders, closing his eyes as he tried to think. "Talk?" he suggested, opening his eyes again, the small amount of light bouncing of his light brown eyes and giving them a slight golden color.

[Birdie]

Kouhei sucked in a breath sharply. Could one man look any more... beautiful? Probably not. Kouhei looked away, his face flushed from those embarrassing thoughts. "Senpai, you don't strike me a the kind of guy who enjoys talking... So... what would we talk about?" he inquired, watching the shadows on the ceiling again. If he just looked up the room didn't seem so small. His body relaxed and he felt less fear than when he had first been shut in.

In truth, Kouhei was so flustered from being in such a small space with his attractive senpai that he didn't know what in the world to say. Normally there would be a lot for the little okama to say, but it seemed this particular scene silence his tongue.

His jade green eyes wandered back to Tsuyoi's face.

[Lord Sesshomaru]

Tsuyoi didn't say anything at first. He looked down at the floor, wondering why the boy had to even ask. Kouhei was a talker, and he was surprised the boy couldn't think of anything himself. "Of course I am not a talker, but what else would we do? Or do you have something else in mind?" he looked at Kouhei then. What could they do, play paper, scissors, rock? Of course, they could do something more...

Tsuyoi didn't even dare allow that thought to finish, forcing himself to look away from the very alluring boy. Now he was getting aggrivated with himself. How sick could Tsuyoi be? Sure, many straight guys fell to the spell of Kouhei, but he had so much better restraint, much better power over himself then those fools.

[Birdie]

Kouhei was thoughtful for a long moment. "Not much I guess..." It was right after saying this that he did think of something that happened quit often in this room during animes. S-E-X. Kouhei flushed and rolled over so that he was facing away from Tsuyoi. He stared at a rack of baseball bats.

Just then a spider crawled across Kouhei's arm. Normally such a thing wouldn't scare the boy but as he was a bit jittery he jumped up, off the mat with a tiny squeak of distress. "Ah..." he blushed turning to face his senpai. "A spider... it surprised me."

[Lord Sesshomaru]

The sudden jump of Kouhei took Tsuyoi by surprise. He had already been nervous with his own thoughts, and the sudden movement had made it worse. And as he pushed himself back to distance himself from the boy the bucket moved from beneath him, slipping forward and forcing the older teen forward as well. He fell onto the floor, the balls rolling and bouncing onto the floor and over him. He glared up at Kouhei, it was easy enough to blame the boy for such an incident. There was no way he could let this jittery boy get away with such a thing.

So, to get back at Kouhei, Tsuyoi tripped him. He didn't really think much on what he was doing. It seemed like good enough revenge for him. Except he seemed to have forgotten how the small space would determine how the revenge would turn against him.

[Birdie]

Kouhei gasped as his senpai tripped him. It was more from the fact Tsuyoi was upset with him rather than the fact he was hurt. But, instead of just falling back he fell forward so that his face and hands were now pressed against the older male's chest. His knees hurt from being suddenly smack against the floor and his shin would be bruised from where Tsuyoi had tripped him.

"Nnn..." he moaned softly, trying hard not to cry from the pain. Kouhei really disliked getting hurt. He leaned back and gasped again. "Ah... gomen nasai senpai!"

[Lord Sesshomaru]

Tsuyoi went very still as Kouhei landed on top of him. His body was tense and he scolded himself for tripping the boy. One, because he landed on Tsuyoi, and two, the older male realized he had tripped him much rougher then he had first intended. He hated feeling guilty, he hated being turned on by a boy, he hated being so close to Kouhei, he hated everything.

Tsuyoi was amazed that the first thing Kouhei decided to say was to apologize to the man that had tripped him. He sighed, moving the boy away from him with as little intimate touching as possible. They were still rather close. "You are rediculous." he said, sitting himself up. "I trip you and you apologize?"

[Birdie]

Kouhei smiled. "I guess you're right... but it's sort of my fault anyway." Hr brushed his silvery hair back from his face and also moved away from his senpai. His hands felt warm and his body tingled strangely from having touched the older boy. He blushed, drawing his knees to his chest and staring at his toes. He could see that his knees and shins were starting to turn a deep blue-purple color. He was so used to strange bruises on his body that this one hardly fazed him.

"What are we going to tell people when they let us out?" he asked. "I mean... they'll suspect...." he trailed off, unable to finish the sentence with out stuttering. He was already bright red. He fiddled with the lace of his shoe, they looked brand new despite being a couple years old. He hardly used them and that was what gave them this appearance.