Still

Still

Summary: Sometimes it helps to simply be and feel your life.
Disclaimer: I don’t own YGO.
Warning:


The morning hurt. But not as much as it had yesterday.

Haga got up, showered, and put on his uniform. He smoothed down the crisp white button up and adjusted the school tie. He briefly wished they were allowed to wear something other than black pants, but considering he’d be inside all day in the air conditioning, he decided it didn’t matter as much. He put on his new glasses and gathered his bag.

It was going to be another wonderful day.

When he got to school, he immediately noticed something odd. People were staring at him, and not in the usual nasty or repulsed way. He did his best to ignore it and went to his locker, fully expecting to have some cruel joke sprung on him, but it never came.

Now he was scared.

He walked to class, unbumped, unhurried, noticed some girls pointing at him and whispering. He just didn’t get it. Maybe there was toilet paper stuck to his shoe. Haga turned to check.

There wasn’t.

Huh…I wonder what all these idiots are so preoccupied with. I haven’t changed.

Class began and he sat through them, quiet as usual, praying for lunch and hoping he wouldn’t receive this morning’s beating ten fold at lunch. He took a few notes, nodded at the teachers and nearly ran from the class room when the bell rang.

He went to his locker and hopped he’d be able to escape outside before –

A shadow loomed over Haga and his locker, causing the boy to tense with good reason. In the past, this had not meant good things.

“Yes?” he asked evenly, not turning around.

“Haga. Turn around.”

He turned around and stared into the eyes of one of the more popular students. The boy was tall with black hair and tiny glasses balancing on his nose. He put one of his arms up, caging Haga against his open locker door.

“Haga. Nice glasses.”

The insector looked around, trying to make sure the cameras weren’t on. “Ah…thank you…Rikuo*-kun?”

“You’re welcome. You know…you aren’t the piece of fish bait everyone keeps saying you are. The way Espa runs around telling it anyway.” The boy smiled and Haga’s heart nearly exploded. Why was this guy, this cute guy at that, talking to him. Everyone hated him.

Didn’t they?

Haga frowned and pushed up his glasses. “Look. Very funny. I’m really sick of all the jokes. I get it, no one likes me I’m a know-it-all asshole, but this is getting really pathetic.” He got out from under the arm and slammed his locker. “This is a real low, even for your types.”

He started to walk away and Rikuo blocked him. “My types? What are my types?”

“The popular bishounen? The boy at school everyone is supposed to be gaga over? Well, sorry to tell you this, but there are ants in the courtyard grass that are more interesting than you.”

The boy smiled, amber eyes flashing. “Oh really? How would you know that? You’ve never taken the time to observe me.”

“I’ve observed you plenty and –”

Just then, someone came running down the hall, slamming into the two boys. Haga’s lunch flew from his hands and Rikuo jumped back. Sitting on his ass on the floor, rubbing his forehead was Ryuzaki, scowling.

“Damn it! Watch it you bitch!” he growled the comment at Rikuo first then glared at Haga. “What the hell, I didn’t know you were in summer school too Haga.”

The insector narrowed his eyes, the arrogance and pride of months past coming back to him. “I doubt your small brain was even aware we went to the same school! And just so you don’t get confused, I didn’t fail like you. I’m trying to get ahead.”

Ryuzaki was on his feet. “Fail?! I didn’t fail all my classes!”

“Key word being all! And watch where you’re going peanut brain!”

“Hey! Bug boy! You watch your mouth!”

“You watch it or I’ll send you to extinction with the rest of your little friends.”

Ryuzaki was about to make a hot retort when Rikuo grabbed him, tossing him aside. “Watch your mouth when talking to Haga you filth. Why don’t you just slink back behind the school with the rest of your loser friends?”

The dinosaur master glared at the prep. “Filth? Those people aren’t my friends! I stand alone! What the hell Haga, when’d you start hanging out with this sort?!”

Rikuo spoke for Haga, pulling him close. “Just right now! Now get!”

Ryuzaki raised his eye brows and shook his head. “You get some new glasses and you think you can treat people like crap huh? You’ll learn.” The lilac banged brunette stalked away, pushing people out of his way.

Haga released himself from Rikuo’s hold. So that’s what all the stares had been about. Apparently, Mr. Popular had some sort of claim on him. He started to leave when Rikuo reached for him again.

“You don’t have to go outside Haga. You can sit with me and my friends today.”

“Sure…” he backed away and made his way towards the courtyard.

Haga found the shade of an available tree and was about to relax and enjoy his sandwich when he saw Espa strutting over. The neon aqua haired lad sat down and kissed him, not being at all bothered when Haga shoved him away.

“Hey baby, what’s this about you and Rikuo? Apparently, he’s been into nerds for a while.”

Haga bit into his sandwich and didn’t answer, Espa pouting and rubbing his thigh.

“Can’t believe you’re trying to cheat on me! You’re a bitch.”

“We’re not together Espa. Go away.”

The boy laughed. “You keep saying that and yet…” Espa nuzzled his neck. “You just can’t seem to stay away. How about…you meet me in the bathroom and we take care of your problem?”

“What problem?”

“That virgin thing.” Espa laughed as Haga nearly choked. The mint haired boy got up and walked away, essentially smashing his lunch back in its bag and leaving.

God I hate him…

He saw Rikuo wave at him from the popular table as he went in through the cafeteria and he shuddered.

God I hate him…

He went back inside and headed for the library, unaware that someone was watching him the whole time.

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Ryuzaki slammed the door to his three room apartment cursing. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to skip out just for what he was going to do, but he wasn’t about to risk something like this in the school bathroom.

He went into his small bedroom and slammed the door, fumbling with his zipper and cursing as the friction of his fingers and the zipper caused him even more of a delicious ache. He forced down his pants and began to fist himself hard, falling back onto the bed, moaning.

“Fuck me fuck me fuck me…” he chanted, visions flying through h is head.

Who knew the object of his desire was running around his school the whole time? He’d probably never seen the boy during regular school months because there were usually just so many students.

He whined and arched off the bed, not caring that he was shooting all over his hand and shirt. He needed this relief and he needed it bad.

When Ryuzaki was calmed down enough to relax into the bed, he panted, a smile on his lips as more images came to him, all the fantasies he’d conjured up during all those tournaments.

“Fuck you Haga…you can be with that asshole if you want…”

He frowned then, flushing in shame as he realized just how pathetic it was. Haga wasn’t interested in him. Probably wasn’t even interested in that fucker Rikuo.

Bugs rule in that asshole’s brain…not that I wouldn’t want to be in there as well… He grabbed some tissues and started to clean himself. I bet you get off bugs don’t you Haga…I can just see you now, jerking in the bush as you see some rare specimen…

He laughed and pulled his boxers back up, shucking his pants to turn on the tv and grab a cigarette. He lit it and took a long drag, letting the smoke out slow, knowing he’d be hard again soon, thinking of his secret desire.

“Haga, Haga, Haga…”


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*Rikuo is an OC, a name I pulled from a CLAMP manga called "Legal Drug"
*Okay, that chapter was just weird…
*I would like to thank Muzaki_Goddess for inspiring this fic.