Disclaimer: I do now own Hana Kimi

Warning: yaoi, sex, weakly attempted plot

So, I just couldn't leave Nakatsu and Kayashima alone. You should read my other story, "Homo Janai!" first, but it's not like you'll be so unbelievably lost you won't understand anything if you don't. But it's short, so you should anyway. I guess it kind of serves as a prologue to this, though I didn't plan it that way... And I couldn't come up with a title for this one, so, I just went with "Part II". I'm so creative, eh... I'll stop with the babbling, here it is. Enjoy.

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Homo Janai! Part II

Chapter 1

It was a beautiful day at Osaka High. Outside, the birds were singing, the sun was shining, the grass was green and the sky was a brilliant blue. It seemed as though every force of nature had come together in absolute harmony to make this perfect day. However, despite all of this, the campus grounds were empty. Class was in session and all the dependable, upright students that attended the school were seated in their desks, learning the scheduled curriculum. All except one.

Shuichi Nakatsu sat slumped in one of the many benches that were littered around the grounds, his eyes staring blindly at the clear sky. He hadn't showered. His bleached hair was tousled and uncombed. The black tie that was school regulation was looped haphazardly around his collar, the knot done messily, which only added to the image of disarray created by his shirt which, in his haste, had been buttoned incorrectly. To put it simply, he looked a mess.

Earlier this morning, at the sound of his alarm going off at the regular time, he had awoken from a deep sleep. As he blinked groggily and the world around him came through in greater clarity, be became aware of a distinct wet, sticky feeling in his boxers. Raising his blanket to inspect this mystery, his eyebrows raised in confusion, he looked down between his legs. And the memories hit him like a freight train. He laid there frozen, his mind racing in shock and disbelief. After a few moments, he heard soft sounds coming from above, indicating that the other boy in the room was beginning to stir and awaken. He scrambled out of bed, grabbing clothes and throwing them on as quickly as he could, not bothering to make sure he was doing things correctly. In a matter of thirty seconds, he grabbed his book bag and dashed out the door.

He had planned on going to class, but the closer he got to the room, the more the thought of facing Kayashima began to terrify him. He wandered aimlessly through the campus for a couple of minutes, dragging his bag along behind him on the ground, before collapsing onto a bench. As he gazed upward, memories from the previous night began to bombard his mind. Memories of labored breaths, whispered words, gentle touches, a hand moving up and down his cock, a sloppy wet kiss, and a confession that he'd rather forget. He groaned, throwing his arm over his eyes as he slumped further down the bench.

"Dammit..." the boy whispered in frustration. He could feel tears forming in his eyes and he blinked rapidly, trying to dispel them. 'What the hell am I supposed to do now?' he thought, one of his tears leaking out despite his efforts. He wiped at it furiously with his sleeve, cursing under his breath, trying his best not to break down completely.

Kayashima. The name and face of his roommate whirled through his head. Why? Why had he done that? Was he just messing with him? He knew the other boy could sense peoples' auras, whatever that meant, and probably knew all about the confusion he was currently feeling due to his unresolved feelings for Ashiya. And then he had... he had... His thoughts trailed off, unable or unwilling to comprehend what had happened between them, though the image of Kayashima snuggling against his shoulder continued to play in his mind. And then he had tricked him... said that he wouldn't let him... wouldn't let him... until he said... His thoughts broke off in fragments again, his heart speeding up as disturbing ideas flickered unwelcomely through his jumbled brain. And he had said it. That word. He shuddered and grasped his hair, pulling at it in exasperation as he slumped forward, his head between his knees. He was, absolutely, most certainly, NOT gay! He was just going through a phase, a brief period of confusion due to his teenage hormones and the fact that he was surrounded by nothing but other males, some of whom were quite feminine. Yes, that made sense. Perfect sense. He straightened up as his breathing and heart rate calmed considerably.

Feeling much better now that he had come up with a reasonable explanation for last night's events, he began to think of other things. Like if Kayashima had heard him running around this morning, what Kayashima thought when he woke up to their empty room. Letting his eyes close dreamily, he thought of the way Kayashima's silky, black hair framed his face, the way his hands would rise up when he was sensing something paranormal. He thought of how Kayashima's hand had felt moving against his cock, how his mouth tasted when they had kissed and the feeling of their tongues sliding against each other's.

His eyes snapped open as he gasped, his body becoming rigid. Clutching at his chest, he desperately clawed at his shirt as if shredding the fabric would remove the distressing thoughts from his head. Kayashima was haunting him. Yes, that was it. He was using his freaky powers to make him think he was gay. And then, after he said it, he would... he would... what? Make fun of him? His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He had run into a hole in his theory. He knew, in his heart, that Kayashima wasn't the type of person to make fun of anyone, for anything. He also wasn't the type of person to play pranks, which made the events of last night all the more baffling. The boy scratched his head, trying his best to make sense of things. Then was Kayashima... was he... was he... g-... g-?

Once again, his brain wasn't able to follow the path his thoughts were taking, so he just sighed defeatedly and continued to recline against the bench, his mind going blank. As time went by, he began to feel the effects of his earlier mental strain, his body becoming heavy as sat there motionlessly. Letting his eyes fall closed, it wasn't long before he drifted off into a light slumber, the morning sun keeping him warm. He didn't sleep for very long, though, and he jerked awake after a spell wondering how he had fallen asleep in the first place.

Stretching out his arms and legs and scratching himself, as was male custom, he let a few yawns escape his mouth. He rummaged around in his bag until he found his cellphone, flipping it open to check the time. As he read the time off the small screen, he noticed that he had a new text message. He clicked the button to open it suspiciously. It was from Komari:

"goodnight nakatsu-san ^_^"

It was from last night. He sighed. He didn't really understand that girl at all and the way she always sent him pointless little texts like that. Was she really that bored? He flipped the phone closed and put it back in his bag. It was past lunchtime, but he still had a while before school would let out, and he needed to think of what he was going to do when that happened. The current plan he was formulating involved hiding in the bushes until everyone was in their dorms and then sneaking into Noe's dorm under the pretense that Kayashima had summoned a ghost into their room and he didn't want to sleep there. Yes, that would work. Noe would understand as the boy almost always became instantly terrified whenever his psychic roommate would mention something even remotely related to ghosts. It was perfect. And he wouldn't worry about tomorrow until it came.

Smiling to himself, impressed with his problem solving skills, he let all his anxiety seep from his mind. Now that he knew he wouldn't run into Kayashima for the time being, he felt much better. Retrieving his cellphone again, unable to think of anything else to do to while away the time until he would implement his master plan, he texted Komari. His fingers flitted over the keypad with all the quick precision expected of his age group. He apologized for not getting her text last night, thanked her for it, and asked how she was doing. And then, realizing what he had done, apologized again, but this time for texting her during class. Moving to put his phone away, he froze as it began to vibrate in his hand. Komari had replied, saying it was okay, how she and her friends did it all the time. She also said that she was doing fine and she was glad he had finally texted her back.

He sat back, phone hanging loosely in his hand, trying to think of something to say to her. Truthfully, he really didn't know what he would even want to say to her. He sighed and frowned in disinterest before typing out the first random thing that popped into his head. Their conversation continued like this for some time, Nakatsu typing whatever thought struck him at that moment, then sitting motionlessly until Komari replied. He was a bit perplexed by her always enthusiatic and cheerful responses. She was a little strange...

The sun was still shining brightly in the sky, and he couldn't help but think that it was a wonderful day, as far as the weather was concerned; one of those days that was so perfect it almost made it seem like you had no problems once you noticed the surrounding beauty. He felt another small smile creep onto his face as he basked in the sunlight and texted Komari.

He could hear the soft sound of footsteps approaching him and his bench, but the subtle noise didn't register. It wasn't until he heard someone say his name that his head snapped around and his hand became a vice around his phone. With wide eyes, Nakatsu took in the form of the boy who was now standing about five feet from the edge of his bench, a stern look pinching his pale and attractive face.

"K-Kayashima..."

CHAPTER 1 - FIN

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Thanks for reading! This here is my first multi-chapter fic, so I'm a little nervous... We'll see how it turns out... Anyway, I really enjoyed writing "Homo Janai!", and I had no plans of continuing it in any way, but, I just couldn't leave these characters alone, so here we are. About Komari... She's only in the drama if I recall correctly, but in the manga there is some chick that Nakatsu is semi-interested in, right? It's been a while, so I don't really remember. The drama is what is fresh in my mind... And her character will be playing a role in this fic, so you are warned.

And don't worry, I know the only reason people are reading this is for the sex, don't panic, it'll happen. There's just this whole sort-of-plot thing I'm trying to work with, too. Anyway, if you could review? Let me know what you think? Reviews make me feel good about my writing, and when I feel good about my writing, I'm more apt to write "quickly", if you get my drift. So... Review! Please and thank you!