Until the day I'm forgiven...

Short Story: Revelations (II)

One passing moment

"Hey Shu!" A man's voice yelled into the poor boy's ears.

The boy had a bad night of drink last night, that being he was dragged. That being he was dragged into the annual Christmas drinking party game. Dragged by the legs under the handling a certain pair who happened to be Russian and German, who also just happened to have black hair resembling of a bird's nest and with long blonde hair as he clawed at the ground as he desperately tried to prolong the inevitable.

Their drinking games. He didn't even know how he was back in his room, in his nice warm bed as he was content as of now. He probably didn't even change out from the clothes, more specifically his costume from yesterday's endeavour. Alcohol was a scary thing.

"Five... more minutes." Gakushu sleepy and cutely replied, he weakly slapped the man off, though he missed but he was too tired to care. Not that it would had done much damage in the first place.

"Oh Shu~ Wake up." The touch on his shoulder was not gentle, it was rocking him side to side. Gakushu still affected by the alcohol and sleep, he couldn't hear the voice properly as it became distorted.

"I know that you have the week off." He swore that the voice sounded familiar, but he was more inclined to go back to sleep as much as it grated on his nerves.

"Go away."

"Come on, I even got a box of that expensive chocolate you like. Oh! And you got see my new car too!" There was only one person who buys a new fancy and expensive sports car every other month on a whim.

'...No.' Gakushu prayed to the heavens that it wasn't who he thinks it was.

"Shuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~" The man droned on one of his many nicknames, a nickname more commonly used by one man. He blinked one eye opened like a hawk, he glanced up and there he was. Ikeda, his light layered hair, the designer black suits, and that shit-eating grin looming over him.

'... Shit.' Gakushu cursed back at the heavens for this betrayal.

"Go away Ikeda!" Gakushu grumbled, his voice muffled as he clutched to his blanket and he buried himself deep into the warm confides of his bed.

"Come on Shu!" Clearly Ikeda didn't hear his pleads as he shook him back and forth. The hang overed strawberry blonde could already imagine the man's fake crocodile tears and the wobble libs. He really wanted to punch his teeth in.

"It's Gakushu." He said through his fluffy pillow. "And how the fuck did you get into my room!?"

"Ah, you know that I got a key to your room."

"I need to get my lock changed." Gakushu grumbled expectedly.

"I know a guy who happens to be a locksmith." Ikeda casually mentioned. He held up his arms in surrender as he shrugged his shoulders. "Turns out he really likes barbie dolls, especially vintage ones. Cost me a bit to get those for Christmas but hey, I'm not judging.".

"Come on! Spend some time with your awesome big brother!" Ikeda cried out with tears. He puckered up his lips to create a dramatic pout.

"You mean a very distance cousin." Gakushu corrected, as he clung to the warm of his bed that felt like a soft sea of clouds this morning. He would be kicking at the man but his legs were also still asleep. He also would be using his pillow to throw it at the man's handsome face, but it was his pillow.

"What am I doing! Talking out here! Today's a special day!" Ikeda let out an exaggerated gasp. He lightly slapped himself on the top of his head. "I even got the day off for it. I just got off my assignment from Mexico."