My Three Soulmates (Dimensionshipping )

Arc 3

For, what seemed , the millionth time that day Yuto shivered.  Seriously he felt like there was something wrong with him  , but he still couldn't help it with the fierce stares towards his directio. .

Apparently,  since Yuto was always his unsocial self and the seats around him were always empty.  At least from the time his friends found their soulmates. His home room teacher decided to let the boys sit bear him.

Practically , Yuri in his right,  Yugo on his left and Yuya on the seat behind him, with their friends on their sides or on the back .

Dammit. Dammit.  Dammit. Why did I come to school today again?

Yuto swore in his head , hearing a snicker from his right . He dares to take a  peak in said direction,  only to see the amethyst eyes staring right back at him ,making him quickly tear  his gaze away from the other.

Creepy.

Dammit.

He curses himself again,  as he shivers for the million and one time. He looks up at the clock , not taking the chance to meet any of his carbon copies ' gaze , praying to whatever god up there for this class to end as soon at it could.

He didn't notice neither the growl on his left , nor the amused gaze on his back , the red eyed boy's  lips stretching in a confident smirk as he leaned back on his chair , tapping with his foot on Yuto's chair . Clearly making Yuto's nerves rise up another level.

Minutes kept ticking away and as soon as the bell rang , Yuto was on his feet quickly taking his things in his bag , wanting to leave the classroom,  more than wanting to find out what is wrong with his soulmate thing , let alone the three married boys around him. He desired to live . Thank you very much..

Although before he could make his grand leave , dashing towards the door,  he stumbled back almost falling on the floor butt-first if it wasn't for the careful arm wrapped around his waist , balancing him .

"Easy there."

Yuto looks up at the source of the voice,  finding himself lost in the sky blue eyes looking down at him. His cheeks heat up as he wriggles out of the embrace,  feeling suspiciously empty at the loss of skin-ship.

Right.  No soulmates.

Yuto bites his lip looking down at the tiled floor , suddenly feeling like crying.  There was no spark or burn or whatever. Just nothing. Yuto felt his eyes tear up a bit at that.

Geez . Why do you still hope ?

He thought to himself,  mentally slapping his face . That's when he remembers the three around him , apparently , his classmates and their friends having already left the classroom,  making Yuto even more nervous. " Th-Thank you ."

"Your welcome sweets." Yuto's cheeks flush darker , peeking slightly at the other two. He , after all, was called that by their husband, wanted marriage or not. He  swallows whatever lump got caught in his throat looking away immediately, feeling the dreadful glare on the back of his head - he hugs his bag more to his chest. 

"I...actually need to go."

"Nope you're not going anywhere." Yuri 'slithers'  his way to Yugo's side , the other instinctively bringing his right arm around the smaller frame , a proud smirk on his lips. They may have not noticed how domestic they were being, but Yuto certainly did ,and it made him ache. " We want to see your back."

"Yuri!"

Yuto jumps at the third voice his bag falling on the floor as he clutches his jacket close to himself stepping back his spine colliding with a muscular chest. "NO!"

"I  think I was very clear in my words earlier ." Yuya's tone made Yuto shiver , his words coming out with little growls , which were  nowhere near friendly. 

"Ah come on, we've waited long enough." Yuri pouts , although his voice gets more on the compromising side than the impatient one earlier.  As if he was afraid of the latter's anger.

"You haven't been waiting as long as him remember?" Yugo says looking down at his smaller husband.

"GOOD ! Team up on me then!" Yuri suddenly yells , glaring between the two ,and Yuto feels lost. He feels like he was intruding in something he shouldn't . So he grabs his back, jumping over the nearest desk, thankful for his free style time with Shon.

He made a dash for the door , immediately after his feet hit the ground.

He squeaks , screeching to an half centimetres away from the door frame. Almost collide with Yuya's chest.  Looking up , silver met ruby red merely millimeters away from his own .   His patience was wearing thin , a growl leaving Yuto involuntarily.

"Fuck you ! Can't you see I want to leave ?"

Yuto's right eye twitches in irritation at the other student's amused smirk . Apparently getting pleased while playing with Yuto's nerves.

"Something funny to ya? " Yuto glares ."Short stuff."

A gasp was heard behind him , as Yuto was grabbed by his collar and raised in the air . Caught by surprise Yuto couldn't do anything else but hold on the arm that was keeping him up with both hands.

"When I speak you listen,  no one leaves till I say so."

"Yuya-"

"No shut up." Yuya glares behind Yuto's struggling form at Yugo. " He needs to learn some manners."

"Wh-what do you think yourself as ?!" Yuto struggles to speak,  Yuya's grip on his collar tightening. "Some kind...kind of prince ??" He spits out .

"A king actually. "

{SO?}