.-• Kissable Scars.. •-. (Kazuscara<3) (honestly i suck at making titles)

Denial

Scaramouche POV
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I was now sitting at a table with Kazuha, who sat next to me, and some red haired guy.

How did this happen? I have no idea. I was once trying to not sit with Childe, and then Kazuha invited me to sit with him, and I agreed..?

Weird.

I awkwardly sat with Kazuha and the red haired boy. I stared at my food, my hunger arriving, but my stomach not allowing it to take action.

Kazuha played with boy's hair as we sat, his head in his folded arms, as the boy fed him. Were they gay or something? To be honest, the more I look at it, the more.. gay.. Kazuha seems.

"What's your name?" I was shocked out of my thought process when the unknown boy talked to me and smiled.

"Scaramouche." I said bluntly, I wasn't very interested in talking to him. My thoughts were currently occupied by Kazuha, for some reason.

To be honest, the red hair guy looked a bit familiar..? Maybe he went to my school, but I'm not very sure. But something about him, is nerve racking to me.

"Ah, my names Heizou. Nice to meet you~!" Heizou said, smiling at me, his smile looked as if it could light up a thousand worlds, but it was just sickening to me.

Wait. No. It can't be..?

My breathed quickened, and I felt myself start to get light-headed. His name was Heizou, he looked like him, and had the same exact, sickening smile. It was him, no doubt. I wanted to puke, no. I wanted to make myself puke. I wanted to rid my stomach of everything at the thought of Heizou. Why? Why had he come back?

He just sat there, continuing to smile, as if nothing had happened in the past. Why?

I realized that Kazuha was staring at me with a concerned look now, and I took a deep breath. Calm down. Calm down, dammit.

"Th..that's a nice name, H.." I couldn't get myself to say his name, and my voice was shaky. God, they'll know something's wrong now. Dammit, why cant I just calm down.

"Are you alright, Scaramouche? Do you need me to get a water?" Kazuha said, putting his hands on my back and pulling me closer. It was odd, why did I allow this? I don't physical touch, yet this is okay.

His hands were gentle, as if he thought one touch could hurt me. His eyes gleamed with concern, as he brushed a strand of hair from my face.

I started to calm down, everything was okay now, right? It's just Heizou, it's been years, so he probably won't even remember. Plus.. he most likely has forgotten about me at this point.

I sighed as Kazuha released his grip on me and I sat up. It's not like I was truly panicking, and it shouldn't be exaggerated like that, the only thing close to that was how sick I felt.

"I'm very sorry for that, it's kind of odd that happened, to tell you the truth." I lied, smiling at Kazuha to cover up the truth. I did know why that happened, but I wasn't going to admit I had let Heizou get to me. It's not like Kazuha knew about our past, so I wasn't going to tell him anyways.

"Ah, well I'm glad your safe." Kazuha said, still smiling at me. Like Heizou's smile, Kazuha's could light up a thousand worlds, but it wasn't sickening. In fact, it was quite the opposite. His felt more genuine, probably the first genuine smile I've seen in a long time.

I felt an uneasy feeling creeping on my back, as I felt the stares of a thousand on me. But in reality, the only stares directed towards me now as I turned away from Kazuha, were Heizou's. Heizou's cold, brutal stares that only a person who experienced what he was actually like would be able to tell how twisted and unnatural they were. It was a disgusting feeling.

"Same, that was weird though, Scaramouche." Heizou continued look at me as he spoke, the corners of his mouth curled upwards.

"Yeah, heh.." I agreed, a dry laugh following the word. I knew how fake all of this looked, so I had to dry my best to cover it all up. Lies don't have to stay complete lies.

"What are you guys doing after school?" Kazuha phrased, obviously trying to change the subject. To my relief, this caused Heizou to divert from me and onto Kazuha.

"I was thinking of going yo your house, maybe.." Heizou said, leaning his face against his hand. It seemed that with these two, their friendship held to limits or boundaries, they almost seemed like lovers. The thought made me want to throw up, was Kazuha another one of Heizou's victims?

"Ah, about that..." Kazuha let out a small, wistful chuckle, before continuing his sentence. "...I have after school detention.." Kazuha groaned, plopping his head into his crossed arms. Heizou patted him on the head with comfort, a disappointed smile on his face.

"Oh.. what about you, Scaramouche?" Heizou returned his pose back to me, his face now facing mine, I felt eerie chills go down my spine. Though he was sitting across from me, his menacing aura still felt dense in my surroundings. My ears, my eyes, my mouth, my head, my hands, my feet. Every part of my body was aware of him, but to skittish to take any action whatsoever.

"Ehm, I'll be going straight home to study." I fabricated, my voice quick as I tried to stay calm, I hoped that Heizou wouldn't see through my mask, though, I was sure he already had.

"What a shame.." Heizou sighed, to any normal person, this sigh would be completely human. But to me, it felt so menacing, so threatening, that just sitting up from this seat felt impossible. There was an unseen, utterly horrifying presence, and no one ever seemed to notice it.

"Yes, strict sister." I offered, hoping this could back-up my previous statement. I hoped this would be enough to convince him, if he remembered me, then he should know how strict Raiden is.

"I get it, it's totally fine dude." Heizou gave me a small, seeming-reassuring smile. Though it had the opposite effect on me, I played along with his awful tunes.

For the rest of lunch, we went on with meaningless conversations, mainly consisting of only Kazuha and Heizou talking. It was all random nonsense, the type of talk you'd see from best friends. Still, something lingered in my mind, was Kazuha one of Heizou's victims..?

From the never-ending conversations they had, it almost seemed as if Heizou had no such intentions. Still, I know him.. he only gets close with the people he hurts.

The lunch bell rang, and people scurried out quickly to get their next classes. I as well, followed the stupendous crowd, getting pushed a few times. I wonder why there were so many students, and how the school was able to fit all of them in its tiny premise.

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Sorry that these few starting chapters haven't been very long- I'll try to get the next one to be at least 1500 but I'm not sure it will happen. The current minimum for my chapters is 1000 words, and that's not including the notes I leave at the end (ex: this current paragraph after the "//") so yeah. I hope y'all enjoyed this but I really don't know what I'm going.

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