Tokyo Revengers; Fate.

Chapter 32

Baji Kohaku P.O.V.

Ever since I was little I had a fascination for Geisha. I thought they were so beautiful, their hair, their face and their kimono. I still feel that way, but I never felt confident enough to make something with a geisha as the main subject. March is nearly here, so my last semester in middle school is almost over. I've gathered all my stuff that was left in my locker and at my art room, as I walk through the hall. I find Mitsuya alone in a classroom. "Can you believe that we're almost done with middle school?" I ask, walking in and putting my bag on a desk. Mitsuya turns around toward me. "A new school. A new start." He says, walking over. "Are you looking forward to it?" I ask. "Yeah. Are you?" He asks, stroking my hair behind my ear. "I won't be the guy who's brother got killed. That's a good thing" I say, slightly amused. "But I will be starting over, which also means that I will probably be a loner again" I add.  "You're handsome, you'll be popular again" Mitsuya says, also amused. I lean against the desk I put my bag on. "Even though a lot happened, I enjoyed our time at this school together. I'm going to miss it" I say, smiling. "We'll be seeing each other"  Mitsuya says, tilting his head slightly. "I know. But I wanted to say it. It's just two weeks left and time goes by fast" I say softly. Mitsuya chuckles, and strokes my cheek, making me look at him.  Mitsuya takes a quick look around then kisses me.  When I look away blushing, he presses a kiss on my cheek. "Ready to go?" I ask. "I am" he says. Mitsuya takes his bag, and I take mine before leaving the classroom. "Are you going going apply for art club again?" Mitsuya asks as we walks through the halls. "Yeah, probably. I might make my first geisha painting there" I say. "You've never made one?" Mitsuya asks. "Nah, they're too beautiful. I could only ruin it" I say. "I don't think there's anything you can ruin when it comes to art" Mitsuya says. "You're being kind. I still have a lot to learn" I say. "You're underestimating yourself. Please don't do that at high school as well. You deserve praise" Mitsuya says. I smile at Mitsuya. I am going to miss seeing him every day.

Uncle got me into a high school that's at the border of Minato ward and Shibuya.  I thought I'd be in one in Roppongi, but all the high schools in the neighborhood were apparently impossible to get in so last minute. But since Roppongi is in Minato ward, the commute isn't that bad, or long. It was worse to the middle school. It's a public high school, which I'm fine with, but they seem fairly well off. The school grounds are well maintained, the cherry trees beautiful, and the students happy. I sigh softly, putting my bag on my assigned desk. "Fancy seeing you here" I look up when I hear Mitsuya's voice. "Weren't you going to a high school in Minato ward or Roppongi?" He asks amused. "Apparently that wasn't so easy. But this still is part of Minato isn't it?" I ask smiling amused. "Maybe the back of the school" Mitsuya winks playfully. He puts his bag on the desk diagonally behind mine. "So we're classmates now" he says. "Seems to be" I say, turning slightly on my chair. "Told you, you didn't have to worry" he says, leaning his chin on his hand. "Plus it seems like you're getting popular already" he glances at the giggling girls at the other end of the classroom. "Could be for you though" I say. "Perhaps" he chuckles. "Don't you have to commute quite far?" I ask. "It's not that bad" Mitsuya says shrugging. But before we can say anything else, the home room teacher walks in and starts explaining. The curriculum is handed out, as well as the text books and a list of clubs this school offers, as well as forms to apply to one. I smile as there's an art club as well, though I expected as much. "Quite a lot of sports huh?" I ask at the end of the day, as I wait for Mitsuya to finish packing his bag. "Yeah, most high schools have that probably. I saw there's an art club" he answers. "Yeah, I think I'll apply. Have you seen anything you might be interested in?" I ask. "I think I need to have to take a look around. There must be something I can do with my talents" he says, zipping up his bag. "We can always take a look at the culture festival at the end of the week" I say, standing up. "We'll see" Mitsuya says.

"Tell me about your day" I hear Ran's voice softly through my cellphone, and lay my forearm over my eyes. "How was your first day at your new school?" He asks. "So you remembered huh?" I ask softly. "Of course I did, baby." Ran says with his usually sly tone. "It was fine. Entrance ceremony was boring, but the school and building seems nice. The Sakura trees are beautiful" I say. "Yeah? Are they blooming nicely this year?" Ran asks. " they are" I say softly. "I wish I could go see them with you" Ran says, making my heart ache. "I miss you" I mumble. "Hmm do you?" Ran asks amused. "Mmhmm" I answer. "I miss you too baby, I miss your touch" he says. I smile slightly. "You do? When you're in bed at night?" I ask. "Especially in bed at night" Ran says. I chuckle softly and take my arm from my eyes. "So what do you do?" I ask. "Do you really want to know, little prey?" Ran asks playfully. "Do you fantasize about me?" I ask. "I do.." Ran says. "Are you imagining me with you, touching you?" I ask. Ran chuckles. "I do. If you're not careful, I'm going to get really horny you know" he says. I hear a loud beep in the line. "Times up baby" Ran says softly and I sigh deeply. "Will I see you Saturday?" He asks. "I'll be there" I assure him. "Alright. I'll see you then baby" Ran says. "See you Saturday. Be good" I say. Ran chuckles. "You too" he says and the line disconnects. For a moment I just lay there on my bed, before standing up with a deep sigh. Even though I have these feelings for Mitsuya, which were always there..I do miss Ran. I walk down the stairs to find my uncle and auntie in the kitchen. "Where did you go off to?" Uncle asks amused. "Ran called" I say, walking over to the fridge. "I see, how is he doing?" Uncle asks. "He's a tough guy, so he's probably fine" I say. "I wouldn't be surprised if he made people scared of him already" Unclr says amused. "Me neither" I say, grabbing a bottle of water. "I do miss him. He didn't even kill those guys, why did they have to lock him up?" I ask. "Probably on some other charges" auntie says, making me sigh.