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To be totally fair, I will now state that Katashi did what Kaoru told him to for a few minutes. He quickly became bored, though, of watching things bubble and boil in pots. Curiosity took him over, and he began to wander about the expansive Momotani Manor. He told himself mentally that he wanted to see his future room mates, but in reality, he was in search of the bathroom. More specifically, he was in search of a naked Kaoru.
Though this is a little prejudice, I will also say that I think Katashi deserved this next part. Maybe the more merciful of you think otherwise, but you arent the authors of this story, therefore, your opinions dont really matter. As curiosity began to devour the little common sense Katashi had to begin with, he began inching various doors open and peering inside. He had very little luck discovering anything interesting until he came across a very promising door. When Katashi stood next to this door, he could hear the merry spattering of a running shower. As his heart began pounding, Katashi gripped the door handle and ever-so-slowly began to turn it. Silently, he nudged the door open, his breaths ragged and heavy in his mouth.
There was no naked Kaoru.
There was no shower.
There wasnt even a bathroom inside.
What was there was so unspeakable Katashi couldnt even comprehend it for a moment.
Katashi found himself stammeringhis eyes watering as if the image before him burned them.
Two men in positions Katashi had learned in grade school that a man and a woman took together.
They continued flailing in their bendy, pretzel, gay love-making completely unaware of Katashis existence.
His shaking arm lifted and he found himself pointing at the two figures before him.
G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-GAY!! he stammered, his orange eyes as huge as saucers. At that moment, he heard a door behind him open. Though he had forgotten it by now, he was standing in a long hallway, with rooms on either side. Katashi, unfortunately, turned around. The poor soul would have been far better off if he hadnt.
The strangest creature stood behind him.
It had Kaorus womanly face, her great, big chestnut-colored eyes. It had her red-blonde ringlets of hair, the ends curling on her delicate shoulders.
But the creature had a bare, mans chest, and a towel tied around its waist. It had skinny arms, skinny bones, and girlish boneson a mans torso. For a long moment Katashi couldnt understand what he was seeing. WHAT?! he cried, trying to fit what he saw with what he knew, but finding the two wouldnt mesh. YOURE A-A-A-A
Kaoru silently nodded.
Katashi felt faint.
The world went black.
I cant believe he faintedwhat a GIRL!
Masu, dont say thatits all my fault!
Katashi could see blurred images before him. He began to make them out. There was Kaoru, at first; he felt a warm, fuzzy feeling. He then remembered Kaoru was a man. He felt sick. He wanted to throw up. A few others were standing over him. The details of each and every face became clear to him. Some he knew. Some he didnt. He saw two huge breasts. He smiled.
Oh good, youre awake! Kaoru exclaimed, clutching his hands to his chest and squirming with worry. Katashi saw tears at the corner of Kaorus big, brown eyes.
You alright? Manabu inquired, holding his hand out to Katashi once again. Katashi looked at it a moment and chose to get up on his own. The smile on Manabus face shown as brightly as ever. There was a small pause.
Kaoru wriggled nervously. You want to eat, dont you? The food is ready
Katashi could help feel that Kaoru was somewhat neurotic. As he floated over to the dinner table in a dazed state of numb trauma, he recognized one figure out of the seven wandering around the kitchen. One of the two bendy, pretzel, gay lovers. He shuddered, feeling the urge to throw-up though he hadnt eaten all day. Just as he took a seat, another person rushed into the room. The figure was just a blur at first, zooming into the area, and then bouncing around like a child on a sugar high.
WHERES THE NEW GUY? WHERES THE NEW GUY? the super-ball of hyper-energy demanded excitedly. Katashi felt his stomach turn over: it was the other bendy, pretzel, gay lover. The green-haired, gay lovers gleaming smile disappeared. Oh, he said, his features entirely flat once he caught sight of Katashi.
I told you, the first bendy, gay lover said, taking a big puff on the cigarette dangling between his long fingers. Katashi glared at him, feeling his loathing increase. He hated cigarettes.
its no matter, really, the green-haired man replied, as his wicked grin returned. Katashi cringed under the leather-clad mans ghoulish stare. He flinched when that man plopped into the seat next to him, and got so close that Katashi could almost taste the mouth wash on his breath.
.. the creepy man offered as a greeting, Im Masuuuu
. Masu wasted no time in gripping Katashis left leg, causing a feeling like a mean hot poker to burn through Katashis body. He jumped to his feet, causing his chair to shudder backward away from him. He stared at Masu with a mixture of horror, disgust, and fear. Quickly, he darted under the table and climbed into a chair next to the harmless Shouta. Katashi sighed with relief. Hot fear gripped at his heart once again when he turned to his right and found, to his horror, the other pretzel, gay lover sitting on the other side of him. However, unlike Masu, this man seemed far less concerned about Katashis presence. He ignored him all together and began serving himself. For some reason, this irritated Katashi.
I didnt know people like YOU lived here
Katashi growled, bristling as he spooned himself some food. The blond-haired man beside him didnt act as if hed heard him. Dont even think of trying anything on meIm not gay, got that? For an instant nothing happened, then suddenly, inducing Katashi to jump, the blond mans jade eyes snapped onto him.
Ugh. I knew what you were right when I laid eyes on you, the man said, making a face of the utmost repulsion. Katashi was dumbfounded for a moment.
You say it like IM the one whos the freak! he cried, somewhat indignant.
Your kind is just worthless, the man mumbled, scarcely audible. Katashi then discovered that the two breasts hed seen earlier belonged to a stoic-looking purple-haired woman. She seated herself across from him and drilled into his skull with her dull, joyless, gray eyes. All straight men are just brainless pigs, slobbering over the latest piece of meat.
What? Katashi murmured dumbly, his mind getting sucked into the cleavage presented before him.
He just insulted you, Manabu whispered, suddenly standing just behind him.
WHAT?! Katashi cried, jumping from his chair to his feet, though he wasnt sure what he was mad about. After a long pause, as bewildered faces joined the table, Katashi decided to sit back down. Look, just dont grope me or anything. The blond man beside him continued eating silently. Several long moments crawled by. Katashi huffed as he bit into the big wad of food on his fork viciously. Youre just waiting for the moment I let my guard down he grumbled through the food in his mouth, the moment I go to sleepthe moment you can make a woman of me! Several people were listening in on the conversation now. They were all staring at him. The man beside him gazed at him with the most dead-pan expression Katashi had ever seen.
Im gay, not desperate.
This rendered Katashi speechless for a very long time. Many of the other tenants at the table watched with slight interest for what he would say next. Dont try and deny it. You all have the hots for me. Kaoru over here cant stop staring at me! Either Kaoru hadnt heard this comment, or pretended not to, as no one noticed any response from him. He did, however, seem extremely immersed in transferring soup from a pot to a bowl. The blond man took a sip from his tea and clicked his tongue thoughtfully.
Just because Kaorus got a great, big man-crush on you, doesnt mean we all have.
The bowl Kaoru had been holding was then reduced to fragments on the floor. The brittle-looking man hid his face behind his hands, his red forehead staring out at all who had turned to look. A small whimper could be heard, muffled behind Kaorus fingers.
The blond man then put squished his cigarette into Katashis sticky rice. Katashi gawked, fuming, at it, but was unable to come up with any sort of retaliation.
Lets vote! Who has the sexiest ass? Masu suddenly cried at the top of his lungs. Katashis eyes continued to burrow into the smoldering cigarette fizzing in his food. I vote Katashi! he chimed, stretching his arm, high into the air. The silence was long and pronounced. Kaorus eyes were fixed on his feet, his face beat red; Manabu looked to the ceiling, struggling not to laugh; and Shouta was immersed once again in his game boy world. Little beeps and buzzes from the game rang through the quiet. Katashi face-planted into his soup, and began to gurgle in his agony. He started screaming and flailing when the gay lover beside him held his head down in an attempt to drown him.
He had thought true hell existed in the back of a moving truck.
But he now knew hell existed in a place called Momotani Manor.
And he was in it.