Not My Body [} Iwaoi {]

[} 3 {]

"It's back..?"

My reproduction tool was back. I touched my chest and didn't feel the tits I got during a week.
I had not brought my phone so I couldn't check the time.

Arrived at home, I immediately looked at the clock.
Around seven am.

"If I hurry now, I won't be late." I declared.

I rapidly cleaned myself up and changed my wearing. After that, I ran out of the house toward the high school.
I remembered in the way what had happened last night, making my smile to drop.
I slapped my cheeks softly to cheer me up and to forget this traumatize moment.

In the courtyard, a crowd of fangirls springed in my direction.
They demanded me to take pictures, to sign autographs or they asked me why I was not here all this time.

"Sorry girls, another time !" I did a peace sign with my fingers and entered the establishment.

The bell rang and I installed at my place. I had not assisted of an all day of school for only one week, but it was kind of weird to me.
I was investigated in my lessons that day. That surprised the professors, because I was used to not participated too much.
Classes ended and it was now the time for volleyball practice.
I was really, REALLY glad to resume playing volleyball.
I missed it so much...
In the cloakrooms, some of my teammates asked me why I didn't come all that time.

"Sorry guys, it's complicated and... I felt very sick." I affirmed.

My ex-bestfriend didn't talk to me. He didn't even bother to gaze at me once.
In the gymnasium, I missed a lot of serves. Not that much, in fact, but there were too many compared to usual.

"You've lost all your skills in one week lmao." Hanamaki made fun of me.

All my teammates laughed at his not so funny joke.
I chuckled sarcastically and continued my training.

It was now turn to do some tosses.
The volleyball players were waiting, all sorted in a line.
My tosses were less precisely than before. That annoyed me so much...
The only person who could spike perfectly was Iwaizumi.
Perhaps because we had known each others for a while.
After one of his attack, before passing on the other side of the net, he arrested himself to tell me something.

"In the lockers, wait for everyone to leave. We need to talk." He firmly affirmed.

The dark haired boy's phrase made me shiver, and I was so stressed that my game became even worst.

Training ended and I headed to the cloackrooms, accompanied with a strange feeling and a knot in my stomach. Everyone was speed because they wanted to return home as fast as possible, meanwhile I was walking slowly, scared by what Iwa-chan would say to me.
I wasn't in the room yet, but I could already see all my teammates going out of it.
When I finally entered by the door, my 'friend' were sitting on a bench, waiting for me.

"Hi, Iwa..." I said in an anxious way. "Wh-...What do you wanted to tell me ?"

"Were you avoiding me ? You haven't come to practice and school for a week !" He exclaimed aggressively.

"What ? No ! I was just sick..."

"You're lying."

"I'm not. And you ? Why do you skip class ?" I didn't think twice about what I had just said.

The older one was now gazing at me with a perplex look.

"...How do you know...?" He asked.

Oh crap.

"Hum... I haven't seen you today." I declared.

"Why would I answer to your question ?"

"Why would I answer to yours ?" I almost repeated.

"The others were getting worried !" He argued.

"Not you ?" I began to talk faster.

"..What ?"

"Weren't you worried too ? I bet no.
You ended up our friendship. You barely talked to me during practice and you haven't messaged me neither all this week. Don't be hypocrite and let me alone."

I wanted to, but I didn't cry. Tears didn't fall because they couldn't, they were kind of blocked in my eyes.
I quit the building and walked in the direction of my house.

"I'm ho-..."

Why I'm still saying that ? Nobody's h-...

"Oh, Tooru." I heard.

"Uh ? Who's there ?"

A very tall shape came from the living room.

"The cleaning is not done, have you seen my room !?"

It's only your fault dumb bi-...

"Yeah, sorry, I didn't get so much time..." I excused.

"You know... I don't care about this. Go clean now, or...."

"Okay, okay, I'm going..." I sighed.

I took what I needed to tidy and clean my father's room. All was really filthy and this time, I vomited to the smell.
After a long time, it was finally done. However, the bedroom wasn't perfectly cleaned because I had not all the products to wash it well.

"Some stains are resting." He said coldly.

I pouted a little.

"It doesn't matter sweetie." He then let down a peck on my lips.

Nosea started to go up once again. That had always disgusted me, the taste of alcohol and cigarettes didn't help. I learnt too late, when I became a pre-teen, it wasn't normal, and that your dad shouldn't kiss you on the lips.
But I prefered this to what he could do when he was mad.
No one know this secret. No one will never know it.

"Tooru~.. I'm hungry, do something."

I was forced to play as his slave to not have troubles. I so prepared dinner, even if there were barely pastas in the closets.

After a rude day, what is better than getting some rest ?

With that thought, I headed to my room and laid down on my sheets.

"This day was... complicated but at least, everything's back to normal. My father's here, I'm a male, and...."

Iwa-chan and I are mads at each others....

I fell asleep, glad to get my real body, but the sadness was over all any emotions.

My alarm rang, indicated me to leave my bed. I wanted to scratch my chest, but I didn't feel my pectorals, only something rounder.
I used the front camera of my phone to verify if I was right and yes, I was.

"Fuck, not again..."