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Crossover - Multiple pairings - Abingdon School For Boys - 20/33
Title: Abingdon School For Boys
Author: sadie_k_adder or Shuichi
Genre: Romance/Smut/Fun?
Artists: abingdon boys school, Dir en grey, Gackt, Miyavi, Ayumi Hamasaki
Pairings: Multiple
Rating: NC-17 overall
Warnings: Sexual content, language, possibly more as I go along
Summary: AU Crossover. Takanori is a spunky student at Abingdon School For Boys where he wrestles with classes, complex roommates, social endeavors, and a schoolboy crush on his eccentric headmaster.
Notes: Another chapter! I'm getting tired of trying to come up with things to say about them, though. Damn, this is a long story. =_=
「previous parts」 | 「cast of characters」 | 「school map」

Part 20: Gackt's Interference

Takanori wished he could put his finger on what was upsetting Kyo, but it was near impossible to read the other boy. Over the next couple of days after Christmas they did everything together—snowball fights, meals, book readings in the library, and even make-out sessions in hidden nooks where they thought nobody would find them. Even so, Kyo seemed very distracted and almost melancholy in a way.

The night before New Year’s Eve found them sitting in front of the fireplace in the common room. They had the whole Crescent House to themselves, so they spent a lot of time there. Kyo was reading a book, and Takanori was snuggled up against him, simply watching the flames, and feeling warm and content. “Aren’t you tired of reading yet?” He murmured after awhile, stifling a yawn the moment the words left his mouth.

“Nn,” Kyo said.

Takanori resituated himself so he could look at Kyo’s face. He seemed very engrossed in his book, and it was almost cute to watch him read it. He scratched his nose…turned the page…his eyes widened as some turn of event occurred in the story. Takanori chuckled and rested his head against Kyo’s shoulder once more. “You’re funny to watch while you’re reading.”

“Mm-hm,” Kyo said.

Takanori’s hands were beneath the blanket that was covering them. He found Kyo’s thigh and gave it a squeeze. “I think I’m ready to go to bed.”

Kyo was silent for a few seconds, and then he muttered, “See you in the morning.”

“Kyo!” Takanori whined, slapping his thigh. “I don’t want to go to bed alone! Can’t you put the book away for the night and come up with me? Anyway, haven’t you read all the books in the library yet?”

Kyo chuckled at that, and set the book down for a moment, using his thumb to save his place. “Not yet. I still have about a third of them to go,” he teased.

“Well, hurry it up! You’re awful boring when you just sit and read all the time,” Takanori yawned.

“Just let me finish this chapter.”

And Kyo went right back to reading. Takanori rolled his eyes, but he was feeling rather mischievous all of a sudden. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he massaged Kyo’s thigh with one hand, allowing the other one to drift to the right to touch his groin.

“Don’t,” Kyo said sharply.

Takanori tilted his head back and saw that his eyes were still on the book. He grinned and sat up a little more as he moved his hand over Kyo’s crotch again.

“Takanori,” Kyo warned.

Takanori bit back a laugh, and scooted closer to the other boy so he could leave kisses on his jaw line and gnaw on his ear. He continued to stroke him beneath the blanket, but Kyo didn’t say anything this time. Although he was wearing jeans, Takanori could tell he was hardening. He chortled against Kyo’s neck before licking and sucking on the skin there.

Suddenly Kyo let out a disgruntled sigh, and picked up his bookmark, shoving it into the book before he let it fall to the floor. “You couldn’t have let me finish the chapter?”

“Mmm, nope,” Takanori breathed against Kyo’s rapidly beating pulse. “Why’s your heart beating so fast?” He asked as he moved to straddle the other’s hips.

“It’s your fault,” Kyo murmured, his head falling back against the couch as Takanori continued to lavish attention on him.

Takanori fought a giggle and just continued with his ministrations. He carefully undid Kyo’s pants, and slipped a hand into his underwear. Kyo arched into him when he did that, so he brought his lips over to his, kissing him fiercely. Kyo sat up some so he could kiss back better, and his arms came almost instantly around Takanori. “We shouldn’t,” he insisted a moment later.

“Aw, but it’s our last time to be completely alone in the common room!” Takanori protested. “Besides, you haven’t let me touch you like this in awhile.”

“And for good reason,” Kyo muttered, arching against Takanori’s touch again.

Takanori started to say something else, but at that moment they became aware of another presence in the common room—one that hadn’t bothered announcing itself until then. “Hello, boys.”

Takanori jumped, and both of them looked over at their headmaster, who did not look at all amused to have found them in such a position. “G-Headmaster!” Takanori gasped.

“If you would fix your appearances and then report to my office, please,” Gackt said sternly.

He left after that. Takanori slid off of Kyo and stood up, running a shaky hand through his hair. “Oh my god…oh my god…do you think he’ll tell our families? Because mine doesn’t know I’m gay! How-how are we—why did he come in here anyway!? Oh my god…oh my god…”

Kyo threw off the blanket and hurriedly tucked himself back into his underwear before zipping his pants up. “If you’d waited until I’d finished the damn chapter he wouldn’t have walked in on something questionable,” he said angrily.

“Don’t get mad at me!” Takanori retorted.

“You’re the one who started it!” Kyo snapped. “You can’t keep your fucking dick in your fucking pants, and you can’t resist touching other people’s!”

Takanori felt tears prickle at the back of his eyes, and he put his hands on his hips. “Are you saying that I’m a slut?”

“Yes!” Kyo all-but roared. “Yes, Takanori, I am calling you a slut right to your face!”

Takanori gasped; that’s not what he’d been expecting at all. “W-well then you—if you do stuff with me—y-you’re nothing but a-a—“

“Just shut up!” Kyo went on. “If you weren’t such a tramp things wouldn’t be this way! Everything would be better if you’d just—if you’d just—“

“If I’d just what!?” Takanori shouted, fighting off the tears that were still threatening to come out of his eyes.

“If you’d just stick with one person!” Kyo yelled back.

He brushed past him and marched to the door. Takanori followed after him. “Well, maybe I will then! I’ll tell you one thing, though: it isn’t going to be you!”

“Good!” Kyo hollered behind him. “Because I don’t want to be with you anyway. I’m straight, remember?”

“Yeah right! If you were straight you wouldn’t get hard just by coming near me!”

“That isn’t true!” Kyo gasped, whirling around halfway to the school house and shoving Takanori. “Look, whatever gets me off is my own problem. You’re not as great as you think you are, so get over yourself!”

“The headmaster thinks I’m great!” Takanori exclaimed as Kyo turned back around and started toward the main school building.

“Well, be with HIM then! Go let HIM take your virginity if he’s so bloody PERFECT.”

He flung open the door, and Takanori hurried to get inside before it closed on him. “Maybe I will! After all, he knows all the forbidden places!”

Kyo stopped again, facing Takanori and hissing out, “Fuck you!”

“Sorry, you won’t get that pleasure,” Takanori said haughtily, sticking out his tongue.

“You little—“

But instead of finishing his sentence, Kyo grabbed Takanori’s face and kissed him hard. Takanori was nearly ridden breathless by the force behind it, and he grabbed Kyo’s arms to help steady himself. When Kyo let go of him he stared at him oddly for a moment before turning around and marching in the direction of Gackt’s office. Takanori stared after him briefly, and then scurried toward Gackt’s office as well.

They both went inside, Takanori looking slightly embarrassed and guilty, while Kyo was practically strutting with a rebellious presence. “Let’s make this quick, Headmaster,” he said flatly. “We’re both very tired and ready for bed.”

Gackt eyed him for a moment, and then cleared his throat. “Allow me to be frank—“

“Only if you allow me to be Kyo, and him to be Takanori,” Kyo quipped.

Takanori’s jaw dropped and he stared at Kyo like he’d just lost his marbles. Gackt took no notice of the remark and went on talking. “Activities such as what you two were just involved in cannot be allowed here at Abingdon. It’s not so much a matter of morals as it is a matter of safety. I’ll let you both off with a warning tonight, but the next time I learn of something like that happening I’ll have to notify your parents of it and let them take the proper actions. Do you understand?”

Takanori did not understand, and he wanted to tell Gackt so, but he just nodded. Kyo was glaring at the Headmaster, though, and said, “So it’s okay for you to write sexually explicit love letters to a minor, but it’s not okay for Takanori and I to make out in the common room?”

Takanori gasped and slapped both his hands to his cheeks in surprise. Gackt stood up, so Kyo followed suit. The Headmaster looked neither amused nor alarmed, and when he spoke it was with a finality Takanori had never heard. “There was more than snogging going on in there tonight, and I won’t hear another false accusation against myself.”

“There was nothing false about it!” Kyo yelled, slamming his palms against Gackt’s desk. “I saw the—“

“Leave now,” Gackt said bluntly. “Now before I skip the warning and just call your parents tonight.”

Whether Kyo believed Gackt or not didn’t show, but he certainly didn’t seem to want to take any chances, so he turned and marched out of the office. Takanori scrambled to his feet, but Gackt said, “Not you, Takanori. I want a private word.”

He swallowed and watched apprehensively as Gackt walked around the desk to shut the door. He then approached Takanori, who backed up until he ran into a shelf. Gackt stopped in front of him and bent his head to whisper, “Why did you show those letters to him? Do you understand what could happen if other people found out about our relationship?”

Takanori moved his mouth up and down a few times before finding a response. “What relationship?” He croaked out. “We don’t have one. You just want to—you know…”

Gackt shook his head. “That isn’t true, Takanori, and I’m sorry you think so. Listen, tomorrow morning I want you to bring those letters to me straight away. And please don’t tell Mr. Nishimura about any of our meetings.”

Takanori straightened up. “Well, I won’t because we aren’t going to have anymore, are we?”

Gackt looked slightly taken aback, but didn’t say anymore as Takanori pushed past him and left the room. He broke into a run and didn’t stop until he’d left the main building; the only reason he did was because the moment he flew out the door, someone grabbed his arm. He started to yell, but a hand was thrust over his mouth and he found himself face-to-face with Kyo. “Oh, god,” he breathed when the other let go. “You scared the living daylights out of me!” He rested a hand over his pounding heart.

“What did he say?” Kyo whispered.

Takanori rolled his eyes and started marching for the Crescent House, shivering since he just realized he was wearing his pajamas out in the snow. “Well, he wants to burn the letters because you opened your big, fat mouth.”

“Oh, right, because they’re so important to you,” Kyo said bitterly. “You may not be able to sleep without them under your pillow.”

Takanori whirled around, uncaring of the cold for a moment. “You know what, I don’t need them, and when he told me not to tell you about anymore of our encounters, I told him I wouldn’t because there weren’t going to be anymore, okay? Are you happy?”

He went on his way to the Crescent House. He could hear Kyo following him, but neither of them said anything. They proceeded in going all the way up to their room. Kyo sat on his bed, sliding down beneath the duvet. Takanori pulled the letters out from beneath his pillow and dropped them on the nightstand. He truly had mixed feelings about letting the headmaster destroy them, but he wasn’t about to admit that to Kyo…

“Are you…I mean, do you still want to share a bed tonight? Could be our last night since I know at least Kaoru’s coming back tomorrow…” Kyo spoke up, his voice hardly audible for some reason.

Takanori raised a curious eyebrow at him, and then turned out the lights. He approached the bed, pulling back the covers so he could settle in next to Kyo. “I thought we were mad at each other.”

“Not really,” Kyo sighed, his body relaxing instantly when Takanori curled up against him. “I just had a moment of panic earlier. I’m sorry I called you a…well, you know. I’m not sorry about the other thing I said, though. About how you should stick with one person.”

Takanori blinked into the darkness, eventually catching the outline of Kyo’s chest as it rose and fell with his breathing. “One person…you mean you?”

Kyo was quiet for a long moment. At last he found a response. “No. You should be with the person you truly care about most.”

Takanori didn’t say anything to that. He felt confused by his own feelings, and it was awhile before he nodded off to sleep.

* * * * *

It was about a quarter after ten the next morning that a bus rolled up, full of the students who had decided to return to usher in the New Year with their classmates. Kyo and Takanori were waiting outside for Kaoru, though Takanori insisted he didn’t need a welcoming committee. They were both shocked, however, when it wasn’t just Kaoru who emerged from the vehicle. All of their roommates had come back, and so had Hiroshi and Die. There was immediately a lot of loud chattering, hand-shaking and hugging. Kaoru slapped a hand on Kyo’s back, giving him a wide grin. “Well, did you survive the Christmas holiday, mate? Just you and Takanori… Must have been cozy.”

Kyo couldn’t hide the blush that tinted his cheeks. He grabbed Kaoru’s sleeve. “Come with me; I have to talk to you about something.”

They started off toward the main school building, but were stopped when Takanori ran out in front of them to exclaim, “Where are you going!? We’re all going to play board games in the common room! You can’t skip out, Kyo, you just can’t! Er—and we’d love to have you, too, Kaoru.” He glanced over at Kaoru.

Kaoru flicked some dark hair out of his face. “Aww, you’re so kind for thinking of me,” he said sarcastically.

Takanori blushed. “I’m sorry, it’s just that Kyo—“

Kaoru waved him off. “Don’t explain yourself…I’m just giving you a hard time.”

Kyo cleared his throat. “We’ll be right there. I just…I mean, Kaoru is kind of hungry so we’re going to nick some snacks from the kitchen.”

Takanori nodded and then gasped as a big grin lit up his face. “Oh! Then bring some back for the rest of us! This is going to be so much fun!” He flung his arms around Kyo’s neck before bouncing back toward the Crescent House.

Kyo shook his head and started in the direction of the main school building. Kaoru chuckled and fell in step beside him, his bag still over his shoulder. “Let’s make this short then. I don’t want to cart this thing all over the grounds.”

Kyo waited until they were in the library. Maude wasn’t around again; apparently she figured kids wouldn’t want to visit the library during the holidays so it wasn’t necessary for her to patrol it. They went to a table and each took a chair. For awhile it was silent as Kyo stared at his clasped hands and Kaoru played with the zipper on his bag. At last he sighed and said, “At least if you want to have a proper staring contest you should be looking at my eyes…”

Kyo looked up and swallowed. “Look, I know you’re going to laugh or say ‘I knew it’ or something else like that, but… The fact of the matter is I-I discovered something while everyone else was away.”

Another pause. Kaoru spread his hands a little in expectation and said, “And?”

Kyo swallowed again. It wasn’t easy for him to admit to anyone, and it was quite possibly because he’d always believed himself a proud, straight man. In the end he had to look back down at his hands before he could sputter out, “I’m in love with Takanori.”

But to his surprise, Kaoru neither laughed nor made a snide comment. When he looked back up at him, the taller boy was leaning back in his chair, nodding while he rubbed his chin. “I see… Well, bravo, mate. I’m happy for you. When’s the wedding?”

Kyo narrowed his eyes. “I’m being dead serious, you rotten git.”

“As am I!” Kaoru exclaimed, sitting up and slamming his palm down on the table. “I’ve been watching it develop over the last couple of months. Ever since Halloween, really. I’m just surprised it’s taken you so long to figure it out. Have you told Taka yet?”

Kyo shook his head vigorously. “No, because he isn’t going to find out. I didn’t tell you about it so you could congratulate me, I told you so you could help me get over him.”

Kaoru raised an eyebrow. He leaned back again and continued rubbing his chin. “Right…because this would successfully make you happy…”

“It’s not about my happiness,” Kyo said sharply. “It’s about the fact that he’s not in love with me, and anyway…I’m not supposed to like guys.”

Kaoru nodded and said in all seriousness, “Oh right, I forgot that’s written in the Book of Kyo. Remind me again, which verse declares that ‘Kyo shall always make stupid decisions and act like a ruddy moron?’”

Kyo stood up abruptly and pushed the chair back in before walking away. “You know, if you’re not going to be any help then I’ll handle it myself.”

Kaoru jumped up as well, slung his bag back over his shoulder, and hurried after Kyo. “Fine, I’ll help! I’m just saying, I don’t understand your logic. Frankly, I’ve always hated labels like ‘gay’ and ‘straight’ anyway. If it’s love, it’s love, and it shouldn’t matter if the person has a penis or two tits. Or three tits…imagine what that would be like…”

“Stop kidding around,” Kyo muttered as they made their way across the snow-laden outdoors.

“I’m not kidding around,” Kaoru said, a note of sincerity in his voice. “I’m being damn serious. And on top of that, I think you should prove you have a couple of balls in your trousers and claim him as your own. Tell him you love him, tell him you can’t live without him, tell him to stay the hell away from the headmaster, and don’t take no for an answer!”

Kyo whirled around; they were at the door to the Crescent House. “I can’t do that, okay?” He said quietly. “I don’t have a right to decide for Takanori who he’s going to be with. Either help me get over him, or don’t help me.”

Kaoru sighed and reached around him to open the door. “I’ll help, but only because you’ve been a damn nice friend and I’d hate to be an ungrateful bastard.”

“Good,” Kyo said with a sigh of relief.

They went the short distance to the common room, where the others were already involved in a heated game of Risk. Takanori’s face broke into a grin upon spotting them, and he beckoned frantically for Kyo to come sit by him. Kaoru chuckled on their way over there, and Kyo said under his breath, “What?”

“Oh, nothing,” Kaoru whispered nonchalantly. “I just wondered if you even considered he might feel the same way about you.”

“Of course he doesn’t,” Kyo snapped.

But for the first time, he really did consider. Takanori grabbed his wrist and pulled him down so he was sitting beside him on the couch. Their hands were barely a centimeter away all morning, and when they went on their way to lunch, Takanori tucked his arm in Kyo’s and led him to the dining hall like that. Kyo noted that Shinya was clutching Die very much the same way, and it was easy for him to put two and two together. Kaoru gave him a significant glance and he swallowed, glancing over at Takanori as he buttered a roll. Takanori smiled at him. “What is it?”

Kyo shook his head and looked down at his plate very quickly. “N-nothing.”

“Here, this one’s for you,” Takanori said, setting the roll on his plate and then reaching for another for himself. When he’d finished, his hand slipped beneath the table and found Kyo’s. Kyo felt goose bumps shiver up his spine, but said nothing. Neither of them saw that Gackt was watching them closely.

Part 21

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Notes: 1) N/A