Lies (Kousuke x Masahiro) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 2

Satou stood by the tv, singing. She was a good singer and I had fun. Her short blue hair swayed from side to side as she danced along with singing. She was laughing by the end.

"Do you want to go now?" She smiled, holding out the microphone. "Only if you sing with me." I cringed at my attempt at flirting but she seemed slightly flustered. Things were going well.

My phone started ringing just as I stood up. Pulling it out, I realized I was hoping for Kousuke's name to appear on the screen. I didn't bother checking, embarrassed, I silenced it and shoved my phone into my pocket. We enjoyed our date for another 30 minutes before I walked her home.

"I had lots of fun tonight! Thank you!" Satou beamed. "Me too, thanks for coming out with me." I smiled back. "Did you want to come over tomorrow after school?" She asked nervously. "Yeah! I'd love to! Only if your parents are ok with it though." I smiled. "Sure! Do you want to exchange numbers?" She pulled out her phone, blushing.

We exchanged numbers and said goodnight. I made my way home happily. Satou was nice. But not once throughout the night did I even think of kissing her or holding her hand. We ended up holding hands on the way to her house anyways, but I felt nothing.

When I got home, I noticed a familiar car outside. I internally sighed and went upstairs. Opening the door, I noticed my mom wasn't home, but someone else was.

"Welcome home." Kousuke looked pissed again. "Thank you? What are you doing here?" I asked, arching an eyebrow. "Did you kiss her?" Kousuke asked, ignoring my question. "Why do you care?" I sighed. "You don't like me that way, I'm your underling, right?"

He didn't reply, instead he looked down. His lips parted and I could see his teeth gritting. He looked up, the anger clear on his face. I was too shocked to say anything at this point. He stormed past me and shut my front door, locking it. Leaving only us inside. I turned to face him.

He pushed me back into the kitchen counter. His body pressed up against mine. My heart raced, cheeks flaring. He tilted my head up and smashed his lips into mine.

I melted into the contact, squeezing my eyes closed. He held my back with one hand and held the back of my head with his other. He ran his hand through my hair. I pulled back, gasping for air. He pulled me back, kissing me once again. He licked my bottom lip, surprising me. Using the opportunity of my shock to slip his tongue in my mouth.

He pulled away and let go of me, stepping back. I panted, catching my breath, only to lose it again. "Does that solve anything?" He asked. "You're confusing me." I replied, averting my gaze. "How so?" He said after a short pause. "You tell me you don't like me after assuming I like you like that in the first place. Then you kiss me and tell me to get a girlfriend. Now when I basically have one, you get pissed off and kiss me again," I looked up at him. "Just tell me! What do you want?!"

"You."