Executive Decisions:

Eight:

“Hello, Heero sempai,” he says in a rather cold voice that I’ve never heard before. “Do you mind if I come in? I think you and I need to have a little talk.”

My initial reaction is to tell him to go fuck himself but remembering that I too need to clear up a few things with him; I fix a scowl on my visage and nod curtly in agreement.

“You’re damn right we need to talk,” I reply tightly. “But not in my apartment,” I add quickly, noticing him about to take a step forwards. I’d be damned if I let him walk into my home ever again. That scent (which I might be allergic to for all I know) is beginning to assail my senses. I have to get him to a place where it’s at least crowded.

“Why can’t we talk here?” he asks with displeasure on his features. “I came all the way here…”

“Not that anyone asked you too,” I interrupt with a wave of my hand. “Wait here and I’ll…”

“No. I want to talk to you in there.”

I blink in disbelief. “Are you fucking kidding me?” I growl in annoyance. “This is my apartment and I’ll say if you can come in or not. Now, you wait here and I’ll get dressed and then we’ll go somewhere…”

“If you don’t let me in…I’ll scream.”

What?!

He looks dead serious too. There is an eerie calm in those green eyes and for a brief moment, I feel a surge of worry and concern at the back of my mind. There is something really wrong with this kid and I really don’t want to have to suffer his brand of insanity tonight or any other night for that matter. I feel like calling his bluff and before I can stop myself, I shake my head and shrug.

“Scream if it makes you feel any better, but we are going to someplace else.”

“I’m not sure you’d like it if I screamed ‘rape’ now, would you, sempai? Just imagine what the neighbors would think.”

My hands tighten around the doorknob, listening to his saccharine voice as he continues to taunt me. i d if I let him walk into my home ever again. ds.reement.

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“Well, sempai? We can make this easy and you could just let me in and…eek!”

Seeing the fear in his eyes makes it all worthwhile for I now have his face inches before mine. I tighten my grip around the scruff of his neck watching the slight panic that fills those wide green depths.

“You were saying?” I ask sweetly, but I guess that’s a mistake because his fear is quickly replaced with a look of mischief. What the fuck is he up to….?!

No way!

He drops the box of doughnuts and wraps his arms around my neck, forcing my face even closer to his until our lips meet in a sloppy and hurried kiss. For a minute or two, my mind refuses to comprehend just what’s taking place, but at the taste of Kamui’s warm saliva and the sensation of his tongue trying to force its way into my mouth, I regain control of the situation quickly and shove him away from me with more force than necessary.

With a loud and over exaggerated cry, he falls to the ground almost bumping into the iron railing behind him. Just at that moment, a neighbor opens up a door – Mr. Masataka to be exact. He’s a school teacher at one of the elementary schools and as far as I know he lives alone. It seems like he’s out to take his trash to the dumpster. In a split second, his ready smile at seeing me becomes one of concern. I cringe as he must have noticed me pushing Kamui to the ground and as if the situation couldn’t become any worse; the blond demon begins to sniffle as if I have physically hurt him!

“Why?” he says with a choked sob. “Why are you doing this to me, Heero-chan? I just came here to give you some food and you just had to throw me out!”

Christ! He’s raising his voice on purpose and Mr. Masataka clearly does not like what he’s hearing. “What’s going on, Mr. Yuy?” he asks as I lean down to tug restlessly on Kamui’s wrist. I yank him to his feet and fix a smile on my visage.

“Nothing, Mr. Masataka. It’s just a misunderstanding between us. We’ll be going inside now and we hope to settle things…right? My dear?” I mutter angrily to Kamui although still keeping my polite smile in place. I squeeze Kamui’s wrist, daring him to say otherwise, but he seems to get the idea and he nods quickly to the older man.

The school teacher gives us another long look and I pray inwardly that he buys our little charade and gets the hell out of here. Finally, he graces us with a warm smile and a mock salute. “Okay, just as long as you two lovebirds…”

It’s all I can do not to gag.

“…aren’t going to hurt each other. Have fun!”

Indeed we will. I almost shove Kamui into my apartment and lock the door behind us firmly. He begins to smile but wipes it off quickly when he sees that I’m not reciprocating the act.

“Get into the living room. Sit down, shut up and don’t touch anything.”

I need to go brush my teeth or wash my mouth at least. I can still taste him with every word I say.

I settle for my mint mouthwash and after several rinses and a little pep talk to settle my nerves, I walk back into the room to face my nemesis.

“Didn’t I tell you not to touch anything?” He’s looking through my CD collection and there’s a hurt expression on his face.

“I was just looking…”

“We came here to talk, so let’s talk.” I motion for him to sit on the floor since he looks like he’s about to sit on my bed and he does so reluctantly. For a minute we stare at each other before he sighs and then pouts.

“You got my message, yes?” I nod but refuse to say anything else. Let him have his time to speak.

“I was so worried about you, sempai,” he continues, playing up the shy crush act to its fullest. He’s twiddling with a loose string from his dark blue sweater and not really looking at me now. “I stopped at your work place and they told me that you had gone home…”

“How do you know where I work?” I ask sharply.

“I looked through your wallet while I was searching for your ID yesterday and I also noticed your employee of the month certificate over there.” He points to my wall of accolades – named so because of all the awards, ribbons or trophies I’ve accumulated throughout my high school years…and a few in junior high.

“Anyway, I thought I’d be able to see you alone tonight and then…then…” His face clouds for a moment. “You just had to come back home with Relena sempai and you even kissed her!”

I blink in bemusement. I mean what else can one say to such a ridiculous thing like that?!

“…and after all we’ve been through especially last night…”

What in the world…?!

“What did you say?” I ask softly, not betraying the rapid pounding of my heart as I watch his cheeks darken with color. “What are you trying to say, Teruo?”

“Well…it’s just that…” He lowers his head even more and then to my chagrin, covers his face as if he’s about to say something really naughty or embarrassing.

“You…you made love to me, sempai,” he finally says in a muffled voice and I swear the earth spins on its axis for a second.

He’s lying. He’s lying! He’s got to be lying!

“I’m not lying, sempai!” he says desperately, lifting his tear-filled gaze to meet mine. Tears?! Why the hell’s he crying?! I’m the one who should be bawling here. This can’t be happening to me! I rise to my feet, running fingers through my hair restlessly and in a mild panic. I know I was out cold last night so anything was possible. But…is it true? Had I really slept with him?! Memories of what happened with Misa come flooding back to me and I groan in growing dismay. No, there’s just no way anything had happened the night before. Even though I was knocked out, at least I would have known if I had slept with another person – male in particular - the night before! My body should have been aching in various places – at least it usually does after a round or two with Duo.

Shit!

“…and you wouldn’t let me leave,” the damn brat was saying, now wiping his cheeks with the back of his sleeve. “You said you didn’t want to be alone and then…and then…”

“Knock it off, Teruo,” I say calmly, eyeing him with great impatience. “Do you honestly think I’m going to buy that story?”

I notice the quick look of uncertainty that fills his eyes and I feel a wave of relief wash over me. However, my victory is short-lived as he rises to his feet and then, to my surprise, begins to take off his sweater.

“See that, sempai?” he says, turning around to show me his back. There are scratch marks on his pale skin…faint but clearly there. I can recognize those kinds of marks anywhere. Duo and I have given each other the same deep groves many times before.

“See?” he says again, as he arches his neck, revealing a rather prominent and visible hickey. “That’s why I had to wear the sweater today. You gave that to me, sempai. Now do you still think I’m lying? If you want me to pull down my pants to show you…”

“Save it,” I reply thickly, feeling my head begin to pound with another blinding headache. Fuck…fuck! What…? When had I actually done anything with him? I can’t remember anything. Why can’t I remember anything?!

“I cleaned us up quickly and changed the sheets,” he continues as he shrugs back into his sweater. I blink and then glance towards the bed, noticing for the first time that it really is another bed sheet – a light blue one, not the gray one I had the night before. In my haste this morning I had barely noticed it. “I took the laundry with me this morning so I could return it to you tomorrow at least. I forgot to mention that in the note.”

Shut up…just shut up. This is all made up! You’re making this up! But there’s nothing I can do or say to disprove you, can I? You little bastard! You’ve planned this whole thing from the beginning!

“I’m…really sorry, Heero sempai,” he says, coming closer to me…but still staying at a relative distance. And that’s a good thing too because I feel like I’m going to explode and kill him with my bare hands in a minute. “I know you didn’t want to do it…but I was scared and…and I wanted to make you feel better. So I went along with it.”

He lowers his head and bows as if in apology. “Please forgive me, sempai but I love you so very much and…”

“I love Duo.”

I can sense the tension that fills his body at the statement. “So…so you’ll sleep with me and yet still have feelings for someone who cheats on you?” he finally asks in that cold tone again.

“Duo didn’t cheat on me,” I reply in a voice that sounds distant. “I did.”

“And do you think he’ll take you back?! Ha ha!” I take a step back at the rather maniacal look in his eyes. His loud laughter rings in my head incessantly and I realize that there’s something he’s clearly not telling me.

“And now you’ve cheated on him twice! Just think of what he’ll do when he sees and hears about this! Of course he already has an inkling of what might have happened between us.”

My eyes widen as it slowly dawns on me. “He…he came here…he came here, didn’t he?” I ask in disbelief. “You little devil! Duo came here and you told him…!”

“Not really,” Kamui says with a grin as he begins to make his way towards the front door. “He just put two and two together and came up with some answer in his mind. You should have seen his face, sempai! It was wonderful…argh!”

He’s fast but not fast enough. He barely misses the punch I had thrown but still staggers and falls to the floor. “Why?” I ask in barely controlled agitation. “Why are you doing this to me?!”

“Don’t you dare hit me or I swear I’ll scream so loud all your neighbors will come running!” he threatens and I hesitate for a moment before lowering my fist slowly. I remember Mr. Masataka’s wary look of distrust before I lean against a wall and close my eyes, trying to tell myself that the entire evening had never happened. Perhaps if I wish long and hard enough, I’ll be back with Duo at the park, studying and thinking of spending an afternoon driving around town on his bike.

“I don’t want to make any trouble for you, sempai,” Kamui says. “I’ve admired you for so long and just want you to get to know me too. I’ll do anything to make you mine, sempai. Anything.”

I cringe at the determination in that voice feeling the cold claw of fear wrapping itself around my heart. Again, I can’t help but think of Duo and what this sick kid would do to him if we ever got back together again.

“His bike…” I begin in wonder, telling myself that it’s only my sense of paranoia acting up again. “Duo’s accident…did you…?”

“No, I had nothing to do with it,” he replies as if insulted. “Duo sempai was careless and got what he deserved.”

I clench my hands into tight fists and open my eyes to meet his smiling visage. A wolf in sheep’s clothing. The smile of an angel but with the heart of a demon. This is Kamui Teruo and I will have to deal with him from now on…someway…somehow.

“Get out,” I finally say and surprisingly he only shrugs and nods in agreement. But at the door he stops and turns back to look at me.

“Oh and just a little something, sempai.”

“What is it now?”

“You wouldn’t mind if I told everyone we are a couple now, would you? I mean it’s only fair since you…well…raped me indirectly.”

“You son-of-a-bitch!”

He cringes and moves closer to the door. “Okay, so I won’t say we’re a couple but at least you’ll let me be seen with you in school, right? And you’ll also be my partner at the upcoming Dance, won’t you?”

I narrow my eyes in irritation. “And if I don’t?”

He smiles at me then. A smile that sends chills creeping up my spine again. “If you don’t then I’ll definitely tell everyone about what you did to me last night, sempai and I have no problems showing them a ‘sample’ of something rather personal.”

Oh hell no! He didn’t!

“Goodnight, sempai! Pleasant dreams!” And with a wink and a blown kiss, he lets himself out of my apartment leaving me stunned, angry and downright helpless.

What can I do? Just what the fuck can I do now? He’s placed me in a tight spot and I cannot free myself without ruining several lives along the way. How in the world had I gotten myself into this mess?!

The shrill ring of the phone makes me jump in surprise. Trying to control my rapid heartbeat, I pick it up slowly.

“Hi, Relena.”

“Heero? How are you doing? Is everything all right? Did he or she show up after all?”

I sink to the floor and for a moment feel a hot sting in my eyes. Something about Relena’s voice – or perhaps it’s the fact that it’s a female and I suddenly (and for some inexplicable reason) miss my mother – causes an extremely deep ache in my chest. I want to talk to someone. To rant and rave and scream about the unjust things happening to me. But the one person I really wish to share these thoughts with…hates me. I can only imagine what Kamui must have told him or showed him last night. And the fact that Duo had showed up at all must have meant that he had at least wanted to give me a chance and then…

“Fuck…”

“Heero?!” she sounds panicked. “Heero is everything all right? Are you all right?! Talk to me, Heero!”

But I can’t. The words I so long to say are stuck in my throat. The tumultuous whirl of emotions within me has finally reached a breaking point. I replace the phone and raise my knees to my chest, burying my face within them as the oppressing silence adds to my already chaotic feelings.

And for the first time in as long as I can remember, I begin to sob quietly.

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Sunday:

I disconnected my phone and locked myself in for the day. I heard several knocks at some point, but I ignored them. If it was Kamui, I prayed fervently that he would be struck dead by a stray lightning bolt. Unfortunately, the weather gods refused to cooperate with me.

However, by the end of the day, I had come to a firm resolution.

I was going to get Kamui Teruo to quit Fujisaki High School by any means necessary.

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Monday

Student Council Office

8.48am:

“You wanted the file on Kamui Teruo, sir?” Kenzo asks, placing the plain yellow folder on the desk before me. I can see the question in his eyes, but he dares not ask anything. He can see that I’m clearly not in a good mood today – he and the rest of my cabinet to be precise– for they’ve been rather careful around me so far.

“Thank you,” I reply curtly as I open it to eye the official school picture of the bastard smiling at me. “Please remind the Kendo club members that the dojo will be used by the Judo club this afternoon. I really do not want any one coming into my office over that issue again. I’ll leave you in charge of the meetings with the Class Presidents later on this afternoon…”

“You won’t attend, sir?”

“No. Busy.”

“Ah…”

“Remind them that they should have raised enough money for the upcoming Dance and all tickets will be handed to those who have paid by next week.”

He’s scribbling as I speak, even though my eyes are roaming over the information before me. Hmmm, this is going to be a bit difficult. I had no idea Kamui came from such a prestigious family. Damn it.

“What about the Press Club, sir?” Anna, the secretary asks. Miyuki, the treasurer is standing beside her – they almost always go everywhere together – and I notice that she’s dyed her hair red today. She has the tendency to change hairstyles as much as people change underwear.

“Ah yes, the Charity event,” I mumble, reaching into my drawer to pull out the list of participants in the ‘fashion show’. I skim through the names quickly, noticing Duo’s and Quatre’s name, of course, but then I do a double take at the name right beneath his.

“Hell no!”

Anna literally squeaks in response to my bellow, but I’m already out of my seat and out the door, with three concerned officers running after me.

“Kaichou! Heero…Yuy…” Kenzo falters and I really wish he’d make up his mind on what the hell to call me.

I burst into the Press Room and all but slam the list on Relena’s desk. “Take him out,” I demand firmly.

“What?!” By the way, she’s still slightly upset that I ignored her concerned phone calls the day before. She’s clearly busy at the moment, trying to set things up for the daily morning news and the next issue of ‘Freedom Bell’ at the same time. There’s a smudge of ink on her nose but she’s not that concerned about it.

“Take him out,” I repeat, pointing to Kamui’s name.

“Are you kidding?” she retorts, motioning for the camera crew to hold on while she deals with me. “He’s one of the new stars in the freshman class and I’m not letting him go! Have you seen him? He’s adorable!”

I grit my teeth and then do something that I really shouldn’t be doing. It’s abusing my power in a way but I am determined to make the little shit’s life a living hell. “You take him out, Relena or I won’t let you have the show.”

She gasps in shock but my gaze is unrepentant. “You wouldn’t,” she finally sputters in disbelief. “Many tickets have been sold and…and you just can’t!”

“I’m the President, in case you’ve forgotten and I give the go ahead for any events that are to take place in the school, remember?”

I can see she’s getting angry but I’ll have my say today. “So, why don’t you just erase his name and then you can have fun at your show on Friday, hmm?”

“Why are you doing this? What did he do to you?”

What hasn’t he done to me? He’s ruining my life but I won’t let him. I wish I can say all that but instead I smile and tap her nose gently, effectively wiping out the ink. “Thank you, Relena. I knew you’d see it my way.”

I leave her stunned and a bit dazed at my audacity but it’s true. That’s the beauty of being in my position. You can do whatever you want and you only have to answer to the Principal – who sometimes doesn’t even give a shit what the School President does anyway.

“Wasn’t that a bit extreme, sir?” Kenzo asks, still walking after me like a lost puppy.

“Don’t you have something you should be doing now, Kenzo?” I reply and seeing my expression, he gives a quick bow and makes his way back to the office. I smile warmly at Anna and Miyuki, who aren’t exactly sure of what to make of me now. But to my surprise, Miyuki suddenly grins and winks at me.

“You know, you’re definitely hot when you get all authoritative like that, Kaichou.”

She laughs and suffers a nudge from her best friend before they make their way towards their classrooms. Smirking at the compliment, I walk out to one of the many balconies around the building and lean upon the railing.

It’s a slightly chilly morning – a reminder that the cold fall and winter months are fast approaching. The scenery before me is rather breathtaking since it gives me a view of the school gardens and the race track somewhere on the right. Sometimes, I really can’t believe I’ve been here for three years now. It almost seems like it was just yesterday I walked through those gates.

“G’morning, Kaichou!”

“Good morning, sir!”

Several freshmen and some juniors are greeting me from below and I raise a hand in acknowledgement. I can recognize most of them by now and even remember a few of their names; however, it’s the familiar shock of blond hair that has my polite smile becoming slightly chilly. I wonder just how Relena’s going to break the news to him and I almost wish I’m there to see the reaction on his face when he gets it. Utter and pure devastation, I’m sure.

“Good morning sempai,” he greets as he finally notices me. I lift a hand and wave in return, not trusting myself to speak for fear I’ll burst out laughing or something worse. He has the gall to blush and then lower his head before walking into the building. My stomach gives a nervous churn and then gets even more so as the familiar smell of cigarette smoke assails my senses.

Duo!

I turn around quickly towards the rooftop, barely catching the tail of that long braid as he walks away. How long has he been watching us? Or watching me? And now that he’s back in school I…I…

Just go up there and talk to him, you idiot!

I swallow tightly and force my stubborn feet to move. As I walk up the flight of stairs, I hear laughter from one…two…no three people it seems and sure enough, sitting in a group on the ground are a few of the delinquent students from Class 3-D - not exactly the sort of people I’d like to chitchat with on any given day. Although they seem to be playing cards or something like that in their little corner, one quick glance tells me that Duo’s not with them.

I finally notice him sitting on the ledge with his back against a wall while doing a good job of not acknowledging my presence. A small billow of smoke escapes his lips and I can feel my heart beat quickening again with a nervousness I’ve not experienced in quite sometime.

“Hey lookie who’s here,” one of the boys says and I have to stop myself from glaring irritably at them. Man, they piss me off. They are the ones responsible for half of the complaints that come to my office. “It’s the pwetty mister pwesident.”

They laugh and someone says something else that really ticks me off – along the lines of me being a rich fag who likes to give all the teachers blow jobs.

Through clenched teeth, I announce loudly and quite coldly. “Say that one more time, asshole and I’ll send you all to detention so fast it will make your fucking heads spin.”

That shut them up quickly but I notice that they turn to Duo as if waiting for him to say something in retaliation. I hold my breath, wondering what he’ll say…if he’ll say anything at all that is. However, deciding that I won’t give him the option to reject me, I say as firmly as I can.

“Will you come with me, Duo? Please? There is something I really need to tell you.”

~End Period Eight~