Not My Body [} Iwaoi {]

[} 11 {]

When our lips fell apart, I could observe that the young guy in front of me was speechless. I then oriented my head toward Iwaizumi. His face seemed a bit shocked and.. Disapointed, perhaps ? But then he moved away. 

It wasn't a good solution and I knew it. Because at the same time, I was playing with the feelings of two guys. Now, I felt a little bad for Hajime though. 

"Oh, hum... I'm sorry Oikawa but I don't-...." 

"Excuse me, Yahaba, I need to go. We should do that again another day !" I exclaimed, arresting my friend in his phrase. 

I jumped off from the bench and quit the mall. I took some minutes to leave because I was kinda lost. There were too much different ways for me...
Outside, I searched everywhere around if the spikey haired was still here. 
After ten minutes, I gave up. 

He surely had returned home...

I wanted to do as well at first, but I was kind of determinated. 
Even if I was angry at him, I didn't want him to be hurt or what. And knowing Iwaizumi for years, I knew that he was sad about the situation. 
I so headed to his house. 
When I reached his habitation, it was a bit late for an improvised visit. I couldn't enter by the main door. 
I could not walk in by the main door, but... 
I ran in his window's direction. 

Fuck, it's locked.

I found a little rock and threw it, targetting my friend's room which was a little higher. 
At the noise, he urgently opened the glass and his gaze went down. 

"What the hell !? Do you want to break my window !?" He yelled. 

"No !! Sorry, I just needed you to open it." 

I immediately started to climb the wall, wanting to arrive in Iwa's bedroom. 

"The fuck you're do-... It's dangerous, go back to the ground !"

"Excuse me, Iwa-chan." I finally had joined the older one. 

"Why are you here ?" He asked. 

"I wanted to check if you were okay. It has been a week we have not seen each others." 

"I was wondering why, but I know now. Yahaba's nice with you ?"

"Yeah, but-... But we don't care !
You seemed a bit depressed earlier, so... Are you okay ?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I ?" 

"I know you're lying. Tell me what's-..." 

"Do you really wanna know ? I love you, there what's wrong. And observing you and Yahaba kissing and... Being on a date pissed me off. A lot. You can leave now."

I was beaming and blushing at the beggining but... I reminded that I wasn't in Tooru's skin. I was 'Yuka'. 
The person I loved loved a girl. A girl who was me, but not really me at the same time. 

"I-..." I could not talk. 

"You...?"

"You're right, I should go, it's getting late." I finally spoke after long seconds.

Not even ten minutes had passed since I went in, but I was already quitting the Iwaizumi's house. 
Maybe I broke his heart. 

I don't care...

I was convincing me. But it was evidently false. I cried, because his words re appeard in my mind.

'I hope your problems will kill you', 'you can do the job for them'

I hated him for saying that. 

I shouldn't had kiss Yahaba..

Now I was mad at Iwa and he was mad at my two forms. 
Maybe I'll never see him again. Moreover, I was really worried. It had been more than a week since I hadn't turned back into my male form. 
What would I do if I didn't transform back ? I'm gonna live like this forever ?
In front of my house, I chilled down a little and could now breath nearly correctly. 
I praid for my dad not being in and opened the door, shaking slightly. 

"I'm... Home ?" I said, searching for a respond. 

No voice spoke back. 
I sighed in relief and took off my shoes and headed to my room. Laying in my bed, I could not do anything but thinking about this day. About how I screwed up and about.. My half unreturned love with my freaking best friend. All that flashbacks came back. The flashbacks of almost evrything. From when I met Iwa to today. It hurt so much... A bit overwhelmed about this, I could not hold my sobs. 

A second week passed. I barely hung out, I was too depressed for that. Plus, it's not like I had friends in this form. In fact, I had one, Yahaba. But I ingnored all his messages. 
Oh, Iwaizumi ? 
No messages from him, no calls, Nothing. He didn't want to see me again. Yet, he didn't want to see Yuka.
I could add that all this week, I had not transformed back. I stayed a girl. At first, I was enjoying a bit this form, because it was new and all but now, I missed my body so much. Why I needed to get a female body ? I'm a man ! Born with a male body !! Why did it changed, then ? 
As the days of this week were moving forwards, some new bruises and others wounds spawned on that stupid corpse. 
We were now on the 19th of May, so one week after the outing with the light brown haired. 

"The fu-... Not this again..." 

While I was peeing, I felt something weird getting off my entrance. 
I eyed to my underwears plus pants and saw blood, I then stood up and remarked a blood clot inside the toilet hole.
Fortunately, I had kept the pads and stuffs that Iwaizumi bought to me. 

"It has not passed a mounth since the last, so WHY ?" I cried out. 

Exhausted of all this shit, I decided to join my bed, where I could maybe dream and forget all my problems. 

When I opened my eyes, I was sitting on a desk, writing something in a.. Diary ? 
I suddenly heard footsteps and started to panick, not knowing why. 
I tried to read what was on the diary, but all was blurry. 
My vision stabilized when the door slammed. 
I saw... My father. I was sure it was him. But he seemed younger than usual. 
He suddenly gripped me by my hair. My long hair, I was still in Yuka's form. 

"What the fuck is on the bed !?" He agressively questionned. 

I wanted to replied a 'I don't know' but I couldn't. I wanted to debate, but I could not either. 
I wasn't controlling anything. 
He brought me to the lounge. I noticed a little girl, laying on the cold floor. She looked like she was uncouncious or... Perhaps she was dead. At that sight, I began to bawl. 

"What have you done to her...?" I asked in a sudden, full of anger. 

Am I possessed or something ? 

The adult finally let my hair go and left the room. 
I tried to move closer toward the small girl, still not deciding of anything, but my body felt so heavy... What the fuck was happening ? 
A shade spread out and I could reconized that it was owned by my genitor, knife in one hand. 

"Don't fucking approach me." I ordened. 

"Shut the fuck up, for once." He calmly tell me to do. 
"Tell me what's on the bed and I won't kill you."

"You can kill me, I don't care." I answered. 

"So... You don't mind if I kill it."

My mouth stayed shut. 

"You don't respond ? Okay, so let's see what's inside my r-..."

"It's Tooru. And if you touch him, I'm gonna tear out your heart and other organs." 

Why I'm talking about me ? Why I was on my dad bed ?

"You've already said something alike for her but... Looks like she's dead." 

"I hope your futur prostitutes will stuck their dicks inside your ass..." I coldly muttered. 

What the fuck !? If I was master of my body, I would laugh so hard...

"I HEARD THAT ONE !!" The male shouted, draging his blade in my direction.

I then felt a huge pain in the bottom of my back. I let out a super loud scream.

Did he... Did he fucking stab me !!??

 My body seemed to not stress at all, but in my head, it was something else. 
Blood was flowing off the wound, but my eyelids were still open. 
My dad was panicking. He hid his weapon under his shirt and ran to join his room. When he finally quit it, he was carrying something. 
A... A baby !?