-Third person POV-
"Hanasaki...are you sure about this? This is quite dangerous you know..." A white haired adolescent whispered, hiding behind a big stone pole. "I think...I should go back.." He said.
"Don't be silly! Don't tell me, after all the suicide attempts...You're afraid to cross the street and walk into that ice cream store." Hanasaki laughed.
Kobayashi's face turned red. "Suicide is different...waltzing into a store is different than killing myself!" He exclaimed. "Who knows if my power went berserk in there, everyone in that store would die!"
"Oh..I thought you're worried because I told you to cross dress...seems like you're fine with cross dressing..." The other male chuckled.
"That's because you blackmailed me into doing this ridiculous shit..." Kobayashi muttered. "I would've tear this freaking dress apart if it wasn't for your stupid blackmail..."
"Aww, but you look adorable! You look like my sister!" Hanasaki laughed. "Right, my cute lil' sister!"
"I don't want to be your sister idiot! And, I like for you to wear this shit!! Then, we'll see whether you like it!"
Hanasaki sighed softly and nodded. "Sure. If you enter that shop, I'll maybe wear this and pretend I'm your girlfriend."
Kobayashi stared at Hanasaki and sneered. "Heh..... That means, I can top you after this? I'll wear this shit anytime you want as long as I can top you."
"Er, no. Try to persuade me again later. For now, you're the uke. I'm the seme. And I want to keep it that way."
The white haired male clicked his tongue and crossed his arms in frustration. "Che....stingy...."
Hanasaki smiled and ruffled the other male's hair. "Hey, you said you were fine with any position right? Why are you backing out now?"
"Well....its fine for you but anyone will freak out if their butt is on the line..... and if your technique suck, I'll be in even more pain. Urgh, just thinking about it is giving me the shiver."
"Aww..... don't you worry! I'm confident in my technique! You'll be fine and just relax. Let me do all the work!" Said the taller male.
"That's not convincing nor its reassuring."
"Don't sweat it dude. C'mon let's just go. We're wasting time right now." Hanasaki said and pulled Kobayashi along with him.
Kobayashi sighed loudly and shook his head. "This is going to be bad.... I curse you."
"Yeah yeah yeah, I love you too."
"I didn't say that bastard!"
"I assume you did." Said the brown haired male as he pushed the door open. The bell above the door jingled and they were greeted by the sweet creamy smell of vanilla beans.
"So far so good...." Kobayashi mumbled and glanced around the shop.
"I'm here with you....don't worry." Hanasaki smiled and held the cross dressing male's hand tightly.
Hanasaki brought Kobayashi to the counter to order. "What do you want to eat?" Hanasaki asked.
Kobayashi stared at the menu on the counter. There was all sort of flavours, some are even weird and unique. There was Fruit Loops flavour, chocolate mint, Yoghurt, birthday cake, rocky road and of course the classic, chocolate, vanilla and strawberry.
"So, have you made your decision?"
"I don't know what to choose...." Kobayashi muttered.
"How about chocolate mint? It's quite good. And I can pick another flavour so we can swap." Hanasaki suggested.
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{Trickster} Suicide School (Yaoi/BoyxBoy) CONTINUED
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