My Shy Aibou

Chapter 7.2

{Joey POV}

I sighed and stared at the door that my speedy little friend ran out off. You could tell he wanted to cry after he did his little outburst.

"Hey, is your friend alright? He ran out the classroom pretty fast?"

I sighed again and looked at the person in front of me. Ryou stood there with a slight smile and a worried look. I don't know why he's worried though, he doesn't even know Yug. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't even know Yug's name if he wasnt the one to do roll call in the beginning of class, but then again Ryou has always been a generally nice person and a mother hen to people.

Malik, I dont know, somehow brings the devil out of him. Ryou could be all find and dandy, spreading his angel wings and helping people, but once Malik is in his eyesight.. all hell breaks loose. He grows curly horns, his sweet melody voice starts throwing profanity and he starts beating Malik with his pitch fork.

I think there's just built up tension between them and they don't know how to release it.

But whatever. Ain't none of my business

"He's fine" I said while standing up and walking out the class with my books in my hands.

I dodged students as I headed for Yug's and my locker. I already know that Yug went full throttle to Ms. Haruno class and forgot to go to his locker to get his history 2 book.

Aren't I just a good friend ?

As I open my locker first, a hand came and smashed it close. The sound and impact made my body flinched involuntary.

"Bastard" I mumbled under my breath. My body slightly calming down after realizing who it was.

Said bastard chuckled and slowly removed his large hand from my locker. I still didn't turn around towards him. Not wanting to give him the satisfaction that he had my attention. I could feel him thou. I could feel him slowly moving closer to me. His breath fanning the tip of my ear. His broad chest pressed against my back.

The gears in my head started to turn as I realized we were still in the hallway. I quickly turn my head both ways making sure nobody was looking at us. I don't know if it was because of the bastard, but it felt as if we were in our own deminsion, or void. Nobody was paying us any mind. Not the kids scurrying to get to class, not the teachers, not even the guy three lockers down was looking our way and somehow it was relieving that no one was looking.

"I didn't know Dogs could be such scaredy cats." He chuckled

"Shut the hell up, you bastard and don't think you can get away with scaring me again." I growled

"Ahh. The sound of a dog barking"

"Stop calling me a fucking dog, you rich freak!" I turned around and pushed him. He only faltered about about three and half feet before he gain his composer.

"Oh. So he can bite. I thought after all this time the only thing you could do is bark."

I curled my fist up in anger. "You...fucking bastard!"

"Ahhh. There's the barking that everyone-"

POW!

I punch the bastard in his smug face

In my opinion, time slowed down as a sucker punch Richie Rich in his million dollar face.

The impact and surprise attack made said rich guy crash into someone else and knock them both to the ground.

They both fell with a heavy thud and just like that all eyes turn our way

Oh, now they want to pay attention

I gave a sheepish smile as everyone looked from the two groaning figures on the floor to me.

Well, I do love being the center of attention.. I don't wanna get in trouble

I started to run as I saw teachers make a beeline towards me.

Fuck those textbooks!

From the corner of my eye, I could see mostly girls crowding around the two figures on the floor.

Something inside me stir as I watch flirtatious females put their hands on Kiba, in a attempt to help him and the other unfortunate soul, up.

I would have gone back and ripped their claws off him but the teachers were set on getting me.

I rounded the corner, I speed walk to the bathroom and go inside. As I locked the bathroom door, I heard the school bell ring.

"Finally, that took fucking forever to ring" I muttered.

I sat down on the floor and laid my back against the wall. I wasn't leaving for a while, just in case those teachers could be lurking around still.

My mind start wandering and thinking unnecessary shit as I sit.

I'm in love with a guy who literally treats me like I'm a damn dog.

I must be a masochist. One of those kinky ones.