Chapter 39. Fire and Gasoline

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There was a push to extend the music program, but it gave way to the costlier Sports Complex and its associated programs. Now the music program is all but a memory; a weekly 90-minute course in music theory. But all hope is not lost. Now that the sports programs are proving to be quite lucrative, St. Catherine's is, again, looking to expand its portfolio and reintroduce a full music curriculum into its high school, as early as next year.

—Internal correspondence

There was still time yet before the class was over. Kato finished up the assignment. When break was called, he headed out and down the hallway to get a drink of water.

As he was drinking from the fountain, he saw Handa coming his way. Kato did not want trouble this morning. He stopped drinking and stepped back towards the other side of the hall and watched.

Handa stopped at the fountain and winked at Kato. "Hey, little man. How's it going?"

"What do you want?" Kato replied.

"I heard you refused to have sex with your seme," he said in singsong.

"I heard he refused to have sex with you too," Kato replied in the same tone.

"His loss. You wanna try me instead?" Handa said as he moved closer to Kato.

Kato backed up an inch. "Hell no. What's wrong with you?"

"Come on, little man. I can make you feel real good. I'm a much better seme than he is."

"You're disgusting." Kato looked and saw Takahashi standing off about 20 feet (6 m) away. He looked ready to kill. He noticed a crowd of students starting to grow behind Takahashi. No doubt they were looking for another show.

"Don't know till you try, right?" Handa moved an inch closer.

Kato spoke assertively, "If I ever decided to, I would rather try it with Takahashi-san. At least I know he's not interested in hurting me."

Handa reached out and ran a finger down Kato's cheek, causing Kato to cower back a little before he bat his hand way. "Well, if you change your mind, I'm always at your disposal." He turned and looked at Takahashi. "Damn, Takahashi-kun. He smells nice. And he won't let you fuck him." He started laughing.

Takahashi started to jump but Kato was quicker. He ran around Handa, directly at Takahashi and wrapped his arms around him, burying his head in Takahashi's chest, also causing Takahashi to yelp out in pain, "What the fuck?"

Kato yelled as he held tight, "Don't do it!"

"Alright, but fuck, let go, you're hurting me!" Takahashi yelled back.

Kato promptly let go and stood in front of him. Takahashi was breathing hard and watching Handa over Kato's shoulder. He stretched a little, no doubt it back was hurting.

Handa laughed. "Damn, you two ukes are something else." He shook his head and headed to the bathroom.

Takahashi looked down and growled. "What the fuck were you doing?"

"I was trying to fucking save you!" Kato yelled.

"What? I don't need to be fucking saved!" Takahashi yelled back.

"The hell you don't! Can't you stop fighting for one goddamned minute!" He yelled back.

"Hey, what's the problem?" Both boys stopped and looked over to see an adult approaching. He was a middle-aged man, tall and slender. He was wearing a frown.

Takahashi turned and bowed, "Sorry Father Benjamin. We were having a bit of an argument and it got out of hand."

"Yeah, well from my count, you both earned yourself two canes."

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