Young, but Mature (bxb)

Part 3

"So this is the infirmary?", Fushimi asks while starring at the closed door.

"Y-yeah"

Damnit, keep it together Aki! Stop acting like some maiden!

Looking at the floor I stand there, blushing like some virgin, when the door opens and elderly lady apears in the doorway.

"What can do for you?", she asks with a gentle smile.

Opening my mouth to answer I'm cut off my the guy standing right beside me.

"I think he might have a fever, could you have a take at him?"

"S-sure. Come in"

She steps aside so we can enter. I sit down on one of the beds while Fushimi stands near the entrance. The nurse goes to a shelf and starts searching for something and returns with a thermometer and hands it to me. Turning to the entrance she blushes a little.

"I never saw you here before. Are you a new student?", he nods, "You are a foreigner, are you not? Where are you from? Where do you live? What made you move to Japan?" 

She asks him tons of questions and I can barely keep up.

"Yes, I am from america. I live in the Shinzuki aeria.", he answers her questions in chronological order.

Is he some kind of genius? Smart AND good looking? And SHINZUKI!? it's so expensive, only very rich people ,like company presidents, live there!

"I'm moved here after my parent's death."

...huh?

The nurse's smile dissapears and she is obviously shocked.

"I-I'm very sorry to ask you that kind of question. I have to take care of something, please excuse me. And make sure to rest!"

Closing the door behind herself it's just the two of us now.

"Is it true?", I'm trembling all over with my eyes fixed on my lap.

"Yeah Shinzuki building number 228, 7th flo-"

"That's not what I meant!", I look at him tears welling up in my eyes,"I meant...about your parents..."

Why am I  asking? It must hard to talk about it. Especially to a stranger like myself... Damn, I think I'm going to start crying!

I feel his hand on my head, ruffling through my hair as tears start rolling down my face.

"I'm so-sorry. I shouldn't have as-"

"Yeah, it's true", hearing him say that with such a calm and gentle voice made me cry even more,"It's fine. Don't worry about it."

Why is he comforting me? Shouldn't it be the other way around? ...I don't care anymore. I just want to be near him. I want know more about him. I want to hug him. I want him to touch me, to embrace me, to kiss me. I want him to touch me.

But what am I thinking? As if that would ever happen. We are both strangers. We just met a few moments ago. We are both guys. It's impossible for him... but it's already too late for me.

*Ding dang dong*

Hearing the bell ring I come back to reality.

"I'm sorry. You just enrolled here and your classmate is really pathetic. First getting pushed over by some girls and then crying his eyes out."

"That's not true. Not at all.", I look him in the eyes for the first time since we entered this room,"I really like honesty, the way you show your feelings."

I grit my teeth together and stand up,"I'm sorry. I have to go home."

I storm out of the school and run home as fast as I can. Trying to escape from my feelings. To leave them behind.