My Demons

Chapter 10: Possession (Part 2)

A/N: WARNING: MAJOR LEMON AHEAD!!!! A short depiction of Misaki and Usagi’s first time ;)

Chapter 10: Possession (Part 2)

            I made sure to park my car right by the school entrance to pick up Misaki. I wanted him to see that I meant business. I sincerely hoped that the Sumi kid would come with him as well, so I could show him as well that Misaki was mine and mine alone.

            A few minutes after Misaki’s last class ended, I spotted him and his friend turning the corner and walking towards me. Good. This was perfect. As they came closer, I expected Misaki to see me and say something, but he was too focused on looking up at the other brat. Why was he looking at him that way? He’s supposed to love me!

            When they came within reaching distance, Misaki finally noticed me leaning against my car and gasped. They both stopped dead in their tracks. I crossed my arms across my chest and glared at them, mostly aiming my gaze at the other asshole.

            “We’re going home,” I said sternly.

            Misaki glared back at me, obviously angry and rushed up to me, closing the distance between us. “Never mind that! Hurry up and move the car. You stand out too much as it is.”

            The Sumi brat stepped closer as well, staying close to my Misaki. Why the hell is he sticking so close to him? “Nice to meet you, sensei. My name is Sumi.” I know who you are, asshole. “I’ve heard a lot about you from Misaki.”

            So, Misaki talks about me? Then why do you still chase after him? “Nice to meet you,” I said, not even bothering to look at him or shake his hand.

            “Hey, I’m gonna go eat with my friend now, so I’m gonna be a little late,” Misaki piped in. He had a wide smile on his face. It made me sick to think that someone other than me could make him that happy. “Dinner’s in the fridge, so just nuke it and – ”

            “No, we’re going home,” I said sternly, interrupting him.

            Misaki grunted and gave me an angry look. Just then some other boys began to yell across the way at him and the other guy, addressing them by name. They said something about going to a party. So, other people know who Misaki is. Who else do I have to keep away from him?

            “Misaki,” Sumi said, turning to him, “go tell them that we’re going on a date so we can’t make it.”

            A date?! What in the world was this kid thinking?! I was so furious that I almost snapped my cigarette in half. Misaki is MINE!! He can’t go on dates without some other guy. Does he really think he can go out with whoever he wants or is Sumi just trying to piss me off?

            “A date?” Misaki questioned. So it was just him trying to get a rise out of me.

            “Don’t worry, it’s okay.” He then lifted his hand and laid it on top of Misaki’s head, ruffling his hair like I normally do. No one else can touch Misaki in that way! Luckily, he didn’t blush like he does with me. Instead, he just seemed a little annoyed by the touch. “I’m counting on you.”

            “O-Okay,” Misaki complied as I glared at them.

            My muscles tensed up and I fought the urge to punch the Sumi moron in the face. That’s my Misaki! He cannot and will not have him. Misaki ran off to talk to the other group of guys, leaving me alone with the jerk. Great… Now I’d really have to control myself.