Loving the mafia prince ( book #1 of loving the mafia)

Chapter 36

Akira picked up his uniform that was ripped, red paint covered it. The boy had just returned from .p.e although for some reason he had been locked in the .p.e closet only getting out as he had to break the glass after an hour of waiting for someone to come, after all he had no phone, he had left it in his locker, which he came out to, That held a ruined uniform, he was still currently in his .p.e uniform. He sighed

"Seriously!?" He spits out his grips tightened around the uniform. He couldn't tell Luca, he'd go crazy trying to find who did this. So he texted lei, who came dashing not even seconds later.

"Akira what the hell happened?" He questioned walking into the locker room, Akira who sat on the bench in the middle of the locker room stood up breathing out,

"I don't know." He says truthfully, lei thinks for a moment, "Hey, you know what. We should skip!" He says smiling Akira looked up at his friend, "I don't kno-" he begins thinking that Luca probably wouldn't like that very much, he's stopped as lei interrupts. "Akira, Luca will be fine. Just say you didn't feel well so you went home." He says smirking. "Last time I listened to you I got fucked. Literally." He muttered out pouting

"W-which wasn't that bad." Lei lets out bashfully his face turning red, and his hand going to the back of his neck as he smiles softly at the boy, "No it wasn't." Akira adds smiling bashfully at the taller boy, smiling as he noticed what he had just admitted to his friend, his reaction was kind of cute though, Akira bit his lip looking up at the boy clearing his throat as he looked away. "Fine, what the hell. Let's go!" He exclaims jumping up from his seat. Lei smiled grabbing onto the boys hand as he pulled him out the locker room, the two sneaking through the hallway, past the doors and then around the guards,

Akira leaned back in the passenger seat. As Lei started the car, Looking at his phone that dinged for the 4th time

Luca; Where are you? Akira breathed out, preparing himself to lie. It's not like they were talking over the phone, it was simply via text.

Akira; I felt sick so I went home. He replied, biting at his lip. Hoping he'd believe it.

Luca; Your phone says your going in the opposite direction of home, where the fuck are you going? He questions making Akira panic turning of his phone, he didn't want to disappoint his friend. They hadn't been together for awhile, he'd explain when he got home.

"Akira, You okay?" Lei questions looking at his friend from the corner of his eyes, his focus stayed to the road in front of him. "Ah, yeah. So, where are we going?" He questions smiling, lei smiled back, "Skinny dipping." He smirked, "lei!" Akira exclaimed flushed, lei simply laughed "Come on Kira, we took baths together buck naked till like middle school! Hell I still know what your ass looks like." He replies smirking

Akira rolled his eyes leaning into the seat, "Only if we get ice cream after." He replies, making lei smile.

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"Lei!" Akira exclaimed falling back into the water as his friend jumps on him. "Kira, your so light. It'd be so easy to drown you." He teased pushing on Akira who pushes him off. Laughing as he hits the water, "Your so annoying." He says smiling as Lei slides his hair back. Swimming closer to Akira.

"Your still hiding something from me aren't you." He says smiling sadly at Akira. Who quickly looks up at him "I-" he begins, "You don't have to tell me, but I'm worried." He admits looking at him seriously. "I'm sorry, I don't want to make you worry. But this is something I can't tell you." He confesses sadly

Feeling like the worst friend ever, all lei had ever done is make Akira feel better, No matter what his own problems were he made Akira happy. He bit his bottom lip. "Akira, Luca might not accept you for who you really are." Lei says nervously.

"But, I will. I already have." He says as the two of them get closer. "Lei, what do you mean by that?" Akira questions, the answer coming out as lei slowly and nervously embraces the boy in a kiss, his hand going to his face.