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5: A new arrival

If I were to describe Yohio in one word, it would be graceful. The way he walked, the way he talked, the way he sat, the way he rejected girls' confessions, the way he did everything at all, was graceful. He had a soft and calm voice and it seemed he never got angry - maybe slightly annoyed, but he hardly showed it.

Two weeks after Yohio arrived to Miku and Rin's class, I came to notice that nearly everyone loved him, especially girls. And of course, the guys who mistook him as a girl. But one thing that I really took a notice of was how close he was to a certain teacher.

I often saw Kamui and Yohio chattering carefreelly in the hallways before classes, and a couple of times during the lunch break. I had asked Miku what he was like on the classes, and she said Kamui and Yohio smiled at each other every now and then, and sometimes Kamui asked Yohio to stay after the class. Miku didn't seem to notice anything odd about this, but I realized there had to be something going on between them.

They were obviously dating. It had to be the case, why else would they be so close? I hadn't expected Yohio to be one of those people, but first impressions usually fail anyway, right? I didn't say anything about it, though, because Yohio had become a good friend of mine in a short time, so I didn't want to offend or embarrass him.

I don't know why it bothered me so much, though. They were dating, so what? If they loved each other, it was fine, right? But still, whenever I saw Kamui in the class, or in our tutoring sessions, I couldn't look at his eyes and recently I had started taking the habit of running away whenever I saw him.

One day after school, when I was having tutoring, I was visibly shaking on the chair I was sitting on. Why did he have to sit so close to me? Why was he staring at me like that? I couldn't focus at all, I just started writing some random kanji on my notebook. After doing the same kanji several times, I finally realized I'd written the teacher's name, and quickly erased the text.

"Kaito-kun, is there something wrong?" Kamui suddenly asked worriedly and I nearly fell down, hearing his voice.

"I'm fine!" I muttered and now began to draw random doodles on the space where his name had been just a while ago.

"You seem a bit off... Are you sure you are okay?" he asked. His azure eyes were fixed on me, and he obviously saw me shaking. Before I could control my tongue, I'd already blurted: "Are you and Yohio together?"

His eyes widened and his brows rose as he stared at me without saying a word. My face flushed bright red and I managed to stutter: "I- I mean... Y- You two just seem so close and-" I couldn't finish, since he started laughing. If I wasn't so amazed by how the sound of his laughter made me melt inside, I probably would've been offended.

"Oh, God no! Yohio is just a close family friend, he lives with me for the time he's in Japan... Did you really think we're dating?" he explained after calming down a little. After hearing the truth it felt like a huge burden had been lifted off my shoulders. I felt relieved, happy and kind of... overwhelmed? I don't know why I felt that way and was confused by it, but I didn't really care.

"Sorry", I apologized quietly, still blushing deeply.

"No, don't apologize, it was an understandable misunderstanding, anyone could have thought so", he said in a soft, understanding voice. That voice soothed me, made me feel light-weighed, as if there was nothing wrong in this world. And so everything went back to normal.

But the 'normal' feeling didn't last long as I realized I started blushing near Kamui and by heart beat faster when he came too close. At first, I had no idea what was going on and I ignored it, trying to convince myself it was nothing, just my imagination. Unfortunately it got just worse and I had to admit there was something I felt for my teacher. Not knowing what exactly, though.

One Thursday I went to the kendo dojo to wait for Akaito so that we could go the same way home. My after-school club - music - had ended earlier since the teacher, Megurine had to suddenly leave. Entering the kendo club quarters, I noticed there were more girls than last year - a lot more of them. Of course, some of them were from last year, like Yowane Haku, who was hard for everyone to notice, and Kasane Teto from Miku's class. And there was, of course, Akaito who swung the wooden kendo-sword swiftly and without any problems, unlike some girls whose arms were too weak to even raise it. Luckily for those girls, Kamui was walking around helping the students who didn't quite master kendo yet.

His hair, which usually was on a ponytail, was braided again, just like the first time I saw him. He wasn't wearing his glasses now, and I realized his eyelashes were pretty long and dark, almost like he was wearing mascara. He looked a bit annoyed, but when he saw me, his expression softened immediately. He glanced around to see if there were any other students to help, and since there wasn't, he started walking towards me.

My heart was running a marathon when he finally reached me, and the words he said sounded like they were told a far away from me. "Are you waiting for your brother?"

"U- Um, yeah", I managed to stutter. He smiled gently and stated: "He's really good, probably the best one I've seen. Aside from myself and my own teachers, of course."

"How long have you done kendo?" I blurted stupidly. He chuckled, answering: "Since I was little, I don't even remember the first time I held a sword... Everyone from my family know kendo, more or less, and I was really interested in it... So my parents decided they'd get me the best kendo teachers they could find. I didn't need much of their help, though... It came almost naturally from me, kendo."

"That's cool." Another unintended blurt that I couldn't help. What was wrong with me?! I blushed, not expecting him to answer.

"You think?"

"Um..." was all I could say as the response. Did I think it was cool? Sure it was cool to know kendo so well, but it was kind of cliché since he was a samurai... Which, of course, was cool too. But did I actually say it just to please him?

"We should probably be finishing now..." Kamui muttered, more to himself than me. He flashed me a quick smile again and then walked away, telling the club to start putting everything away and stop the practice. Before anyone left, he had a quick announcement to make.

"The whole kendo club is going to Kyoto for a week on the 20th of next month. We'll be leaving eight o'clock on Monday, don't be late. We'll return in Saturday afternoon. You need to have your parents' written permissions for this, without them you can't come. No exceptions. I'll tell you more details next time, see you then", he said. People started immediately chattering excitedly, even Akaito, who would have to be separated from Mikuo for a whole week. I was glad too, because if Akaito went, I'd have a good night's sleep - no moans, no groans, no loudly screamed names.

"I like the Kyoto dialect, it's cute..."

"Ooooh, I wonder if Kamui-sensei is from Kyoto!"

"No, he isn't, I've heard him talk in the Mie dialect..."

"Maybe he knows many dialects? Men who can speak in several dialects are so attractive..."

"I'm not sure if my parents will let me go, they don't trust me anymore... Bunch of shitheads."

"My parents won't even notice I'm gone, luckily."

"I wonder what Kamui-sensei's family is like?"

"Probably there's something really tragic happened between him and them."

"How so?"

"Haven't you seen his expression sometimes? It's like a poet's..."

"That doesn't mean his family has something against him!"

"But that would make sense, and it'd be more dramatic!"

"Why does it need to be dramatic? I'd just rather take the lighter romance."

"Dramatic romance is more passionate! Light romance is... it's light!"

"I sometimes really don't get girls." I jumped as I heard Kamui's voice next to me. I glanced up at him and saw that he was gazing at the arguing female students with a thoughtful face.

"Y- Yeah, me neither", I laughed nervously. Where did that nervousness come from? It wasn't because of him, right?

"Well, everything has its bad sides, even amazing looks", he said dramatically and stroked his silky hair back. I stared at him in unbelief before he noticed it, grinned and said: "I was just joking."

I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. Kamui leaned closer to me, his lips nearly touching my ear, and muttered: "You should go, your brother his waiting."

When I got home, I lay on my bed with my headphones and stared at the ceiling with a deep blush still on my cheeks. From the moment he touched me, the butterflies had started to flutter inside of my stomach, and they wouldn't stop even now. I could still feel his breath against my skin, and his long strands of hair tickling. Why had he gotten so damn close, just to say Akaito was waiting?

I lightly touched my lips with my fingers and wondered what it would feel like to kiss him. His lips looked so soft, so kissable...

I shot up from the bed, realizing what I was thinking about. Was I dreaming of my teacher kissing me?! That's just wrong! This made me just like the girls of the kendo club!

I had no more time to think as my mother called me downstairs to help with the dinner. My legs were shaky, but I somehow managed to walk the stairs down without tripping and cracking my skull in the process. I did cut my finger when I sliced vegetables though, because my hands were just as shaky. And shaky hands do no good when you have a sharp knife in your hold.

I wish I knew what was wrong with me...

I'M BACK!

I feel like in the end of every chapter I'm trying to explain why I didn't write... Well, it's simple. Writer's block. A HUGE-ASS WRITER'S BLOCK. Some of you got worried, but don't worry, you guys won't that easily get rid of me ;) You can think of this as an early Christmas present, right? Just realized, lol

I apologize for the lack of updates, really *bows* There's an explanation of it in my new profile, so do check it out... I'm also about to finish one of my fanfics for the first time (It's a GazettE-fic called Childhood Memories on AFF, if you're interested) and I'm really hyped for that one (along with many others) I promise I'll at least try to update more often, but I'm just really busy with school/other fics/japanese studies/bass/stalking

In case you wanna know what I've been up to for the past time I've been spending not-writing-this-fic:

-I saw my loves live... I died
-I recently got a bass, gonna learn to play it, hopefully I'll someday be as good as Reita!
-Guess who got a VIP ticket to Miyavi's concert *_*
-Recently I've really been into poetry, and if you guys like it too, feel free to read my poetry on dA (6thGun)
-I've started reading my fav books again (Harry Potter, in case you didn't know) and that's why you might see me writing a Fred/George fic at some point

Hopefully I can update soon!:3