The Dark Days Are Here (boyxboy Fanfic)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6 : Unease
When Monday arrived at Raimon Junior High, the main topic of day was Miyasaka Ryou's disappearance over the weekend. Although the teachers tried to reassure the students to continue living as normal they were still moving in groups; no-one felt safe to even walk the school halls on their own. Uneasiness had settled like a giant suffocating blanket over the school. As for Miyasaka's disappearance (or absence as the teachers stubbornly maintained), some people said that the young sprinter had simply run away from home (his home situation apparently isn't very good) while others insisted that he's the latest victim of the Raimon Tragedy. People were understandably sensitive, what with Endou Mamoru's disappearance also on their mind. But everywhere everyone whispered behind their hands:

"Hey, did you hear? Miyasaka Ryou from the track team went missing last week."

"Scary! How do you know?"

"I heard it from this dude who lives across the street from Miyasaka's house. He said there were police and everything all over the neighborhood!"

"How awful!"

"I know, right."

"I wonder what happened to him. Maybe he ran away from home?"

"I bet he did."

"I don't think so... he didn't seem like the runaway type."

"I wonder what happened?"

"I wish I knew too."

The culprit himself always just smirked to himself whenever he heard such quiet discussions from little groups of classmates that were dotted around the room. It was actually quite funny that everyone knew he and Miyasaka were close but no-one wanted to "compound his pain of losing his friends" (as one well-meaning classmate had put it) by directly asking him about the young track runner. It's hilarious that none of them even suspected that he had something to do with the disappearance. During morning break, when the discussion flared up again, Kazemaru had to bury his face into his note book to conceal his sniggers. Just thinking about the hundreds of people who didn't know killers were among them... it just puts a grin on his lips.

"G-good morning, Kazemaru!" a girl called from behind. The teal head right away replaced his insane grin with a more agreeable, normal smile.

"Ah, good morning!" he replied, briefly nodding to her before returning to his book. It's not unusual that people talked to him casually now that his 'mourning period' has passed, but something in the girl's manner hinted that she wanted to ask something else.

"Did you hear about Miyasaka?" she blurted suddenly. "You two are friends right? Do you have any idea what's up?"

The teal head glanced at her and her amusingly shocked friend, and then back to his book, resting his chin onto his fist. 'Well, what a surprise... someone actually asks me about Ryou.' Not only that but he could feel the overwhelming curiosity of the others who overheard the question, everyone waiting for his response. "I have no idea what's up, but personally I think he's fine," he answered, shrugging nonchalantly (still breathing does constitute as fine, doesn't it?). "He's too smart to let anything bad happen to him." 'Yeah right.' Everyone seemed a little put out by the vagueness of his statement but accepted it anyway; the girl didn't look too convinced, but Kazemaru had already put his book down and was preparing to stand up. Her friend eventually engaged her again, allowing Kazemaru leave without further question. However, as soon as he was out in the blessedly deserted corridor someone called him from further down the corridor.

"Yo, Kazemaru!" the addressed boy turned at the greeting, initially annoyed but he grinned when he saw who it was.

"Morning, Someoka!" he said. He waited patiently, hands deep in his pockets as the forward drew level with him, and then he saw that the taller male was not smiling. He could tell that the pinkette (something even he will never call Someoka... at least not to his face) had a bone to pick with him. He got annoyed again; why can't someone just greet him for the sake of just saying hi? "So what's up?" he asked in a low voice.

"You had something to do with that kid from the track team." It was a statement. Always straight to the point, that's Someoka. Kazemaru tilted his head coyly, looking innocent and making the forward go "Tch". "Dammit, Kazemaru! You have got to control yourself better! People will get suspicious with all these disappearances."

"You think I killed Ryou?" Kazemaru snorted at Someoka's confused look.

"Didn't you?"

"Of course not! I'm still playing with him," he replied leeringly.

"Oh, what a relief," Someoka sneered sarcastically. "So your new plaything is alive and well, eh? Glad you're having fun." There was a hint of disgust in his tone which made Kazemaru narrow his eyes but he let it slide... for now.

"Whatever," Kazemaru huffed. Then he remembered an important piece of business he wanted to know. "Speaking of disappearances," he muttered, breaking off as a couple of boys jostled noisily past them.

Someoka got the gist of it and added as soon as they were alone again, "We dumped Endou in a fairly remote and random area, so far out we don't even remember where. I don't think anyone is gonna stumble on him by accident." Kazemaru nodded in agreement. The woods beyond Inazuma Town were vast and dense. In addition, he himself confirmed that his ex-lover had ceased breathing; he himself had overseen the shallow burial.

So why does he feel uneasy?

"How about Kidou and his sister? And Fubuki and Touko?" he asked, hoping to dismiss his uneasiness by focusing on their mission. They were supposed to have killed all the playersthat day but Touko, Fubuki and Kidou hadn't arrive when they were supposed to. Although it was enough that they at least killed Goenji, Ichinose and Endou, those four still running around are still liabilities. Especially the strategist, Kidou; he is certainly the most dangerous.

"There's still no word about them," Someoka answered.

"Hm... well keep on it," Kazemaru nodded and waved a hand, dismissing the forward. As he walked away, he clutched at his chest, feeling the hard Aliea stone under the fabric. Even when it is covered, he could still feel the energy pulsing from it. He was calmed by it. Of course, he's stronger than before; nothing and no one can put him down again. 'I shouldn't be scared... unlike Endou, the meteorite will never let me down.'

Someoka gazed after Kazemaru's retreating figure, his disgust now fully visible on his face. He gritted his teeth and stared out the window, wondering the same thing he had thought over and over ever since he joined the Dark Emperors: 'Why is that little psycho the captain?'