Gifts

Gifts

Flora Winters

I do not own Gakuen Heaven or any of its amazing characters.

Summary: Bell Liberty Academy is home to the most gifted boys in Japan. All of the students possess a very special ability, making them outcasts from the rest of society. This school is their haven, their heaven. This story will contain male/male parings, and some strong language here and there. This story may even remind you of X-Men. I’m not really sure if this will be a crossover or not, since there will be no characters from X-Men in it. It might even remind many of Heroes, too. Hmm, such a dilemma this is. Oh, well, enjoy the story, ya’ll.

Chapter Eleven

It was storming and it was not Keita’s doing. He was, however, standing on his balcony, watching the lightning dance from cloud to cloud like hissing serpents. The thunder echoed like the voice of many drums across the dark water in the distance. A warm wind was blowing through the storm scented air and it ruffled his shower wet hair.

He couldn’t seem to get over the fact that there were two very sexy guys who were fighting with each other for his attention. Something like this was unconceivable in the world beyond the rolling waves.

The thought of Kazuki holding him in his arms, kissing the back of his neck, had him gripping the railing until his knuckles were white. He imagined Naruse looming before him, crushing his mouth down against his own, had his knees trembling. He was being crushed between the two and he was moaning for more.

Thunder boomed over his head and he fell to his knees, gasping for much needed air. He was so hard and his heart was thumping in his ears. The two of them were going to drive him crazy.

What was this? Why was he feeling all of this? He didn’t even know these two guys and yet he felt like he has known them for all his life.

Kazuki made him feel so safe and secure in his warm protective presence that seemed to envelope him in a golden light. Naruse made him feel like he was needed and appreciated. The blonde made his blood blaze with crimson want and Kazuki made him want to pounce until they were beaten and submitted before him.

He imagined the two of them kneeling before him in nothing but black leather collars with spikes and he was holding their silver leashes. He giggled and suddenly realized he was drooling like a horny puppy. It was dripping from his chin like a leaky faucet.

He very quickly wiped his mouth and chin with his sleeve, shaking his head. What in the world was he thinking? That had been so very wrong.

A knock came at the door and he turned his head around. He got to his feet and went to go see who it could be. The clock on his desk said midnight. Who in the world could it be at this hour?

He got to the door, stopping when his foot stepped on something. He looked down, seeing that it was a small envelope. He picked it up, opened his door, and saw there was nobody there. He closed the door and went to go sit on his bed.

There was no name on the letter and he opened it up anyway. Inside was single slip of silver paper with beautiful golden script on it. It smelled like it had been scented with some kind of floral perfume. The scent was absolutely divine. There was no other word to describe it.

The little slip of paper told him to be at the Bathhouse tomorrow night at nine. There was to be no excuse for him not to be there. Even somehow managing to die was not good enough either.

That had him gulping in slight fear. What the hell? What in the world was this?

He looked at his clock and put the paper down. It was time to go to sleep. He had class tomorrow.

He laid his head on his pillow, pulled the covers up to his chin, and turned his lamp off on the table next to his head. He dreamed of rubber ducks pecking him on the head and some woman laughing at him.

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A knock came at the door the next morning while Keita was brushing his teeth. He spat, wiped his mouth, rinsed his toothbrush off, and jumped when an even louder knock came at his door. He put his toothbrush down and rushed to see who it was.

“Good morning, Honey!” Naruse squealed in delight, throwing his arms around him. “Did you dream about me all night long?”

Keita could feel the beginnings of a nosebleed coming on. The blonde smelled too fucking delicious.

An annoyed cough came from behind and Keita looked. It was a very sexy looking Kazuki in his school uniform. He had a jealous look on his face and his left eye twitched several times.

“Oh, yes,” Naruse said, letting him go. “I found this lost puppy wondering around.”

He was pointing at Kazuki.

“I’m thinking about keeping him,” Naruse giggled at the scary lavender eyes which were glowing with divine anger. “But, I will have to get him neutered right away.”

Kazuki mentally messed up the blonde’s hair, making it all wild and frizzy looking. Damn! It only made him look sexier. Now the idiot’s hair did look like a lion’s mane.

“What was that?” Naruse deadpanned with angry looking acid green eyes.

Kazuki shrugged. “Perhaps it was a wondering spirit.”

“Uh huh,” he said, fixing his hair. “That’s exactly what it was.”

Keita snorted and then had to hold his stomach. He was laughing so hard. He couldn’t help it.

The two bigger teens just looked at him and then at each other in question. Kazuki rolled his eyes and Naruse gave him a small smile. Keita was laughing at the two of them.

Keita wiped the tears from his eyes ands stepped up to Kazuki with a big smile on his beautiful face.

“Good morning, Kazuki,” he said, looking up at him with happy blue eyes.

Kazuki almost tripped and fell over his tongue when Keita took hold of Naruse’s left hand. He then looked down at the hand being offered to him. It was the right.

“Shall we go?” He asked.

Kazuki took his hand in his own, giving it a gentle squeeze. They got to the steps leading down to the lobby when Keita froze in his tracks.

“Oh, crap!” He hissed, pulling both his hands free. “I forgot my backpack!”

Naruse and Kazuki watched him run back to his room. The two of them just looked at each other in silence. He was still not locking his door.

“A puppy?” Kazuki asked in an icy voice that was filled with winter’s chill.

Naruse chuckled. “Puppies are cute.”

Kazuki gawked and Narsue snorted.

“Hey!” Keita called out, running back to them. “Sorry about that.”

The two of them nodded and Kazuki blinked when Keita handed him a tiny slip of silver paper.

“What’s this?” Naruse wailed in mock despair. “Why give this mutt a love letter, Honey?”

“Oh, shut up!” Kazuki snapped like a whip, bumping him with his elbow.

The blonde snickered and Keita was blushing like a cherry blossom tree in full bloom. His pretty face was so pink.

“I got one as well,” Kazuki told him, handing the slip of silver paper back to him. “There must be some kind of meeting we have to attend.”

“At a bathhouse?” Keita asked with a cocked brow. It just sounded wrong.

“The king is so eccentric,” Naruse told him. “He always has his head in the clouds.”

Keita looked at him. “The king?”

“Oh, yeah,” Naruse said, taking the paper from him. “This silver type is like his calling card.”

Keita let out a breath. The king was nice. He liked Niwa. He had been afraid for nothing then. Oh, he would so make those rubber ducks pay!

Just then, a bell in the distance began to toll. All three of them jumped as if shot and took off running down the steps and out the building.

The two bigger teens reached back, taking Keita’s hands. Keita’s mind seemed to fill with a blurry flash. Why did this feel so familiar?

“If we hurry,” Naruse said, smiling at him. “Mr. Shindou won’t string us up.”

Keita suddenly paled. He hated P.E. with a passion.

“Oh, no!” Kazuki said, turning his head to look at the blonde. “Was it the gym or the track today?”

The two of them blanched. Keita looked like he wanted to whine and spit lightning at something. They were going to be really late, because they still needed to change into their gym uniforms.

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Mr. Shindou was a tall, handsome, muscular man who possessed an eternal five o’clock shadow. All the students lived in a constant state of panic when the coach was in eye range. He was not the kind of man you wanted to piss off for any reason. He knew how to throw javelins.

“I can’t go on,” Keita gasped, falling to his knees on the track, panting for much needed oxygen. “Go on without me.”

“Oh, Honey!” Naruse cried, only to leap away from him when Mr. Shindou appeared behind the fallen teen like some dark rain cloud.

“What is this?” Mr. Shindou roared, looking like he was about to bitch-slap a full grown dragon.

Kazuki was running in place, suddenly noticing how Keita was trembling.

“Get up!” Mr. Shindou yelled over his shoulder. “And give me five more, you lazy dog!”

Keita was white as a ghost. The man was yelling. He hated being yelled at. He could see his father raising his hand and he could mentally feel the stinging slap across his face.

“Sir,” Kazuki said, fighting not to flinch from the gaze he was receiving. “Don’t yell at him.”

Several students gasped and one actually fainted from fear. The rest just took off running. It was better that they were getting the evil eye and not them.

“Excuse me?” Mr. Shindou asked. His voice was like a spooky graveyard covered in mist in the dead of night.

Kazuki walked over to him and whispered in his ear. Mr. Shindou’s steel gray eyes gave no indication that he cared about what was being said to him.

Kazuki stepped back from the man and continued running in place once more. He looked at Naruse, giving the concerned blonde a wink.

“See that he runs his laps,” the coach said, looking into Kazuki’s lavender eyes. “And I shall know if he cheats.”

With that said, he walked off to go make someone else with less balls piss themselves.

“Come on, Honey,” Naruse said, keeling down in front of him. “How about we pretend I stole your diary and I’m reading out embarrassing stuff as we run around this bitch?”

Kazuki shook his head. The blonde was such an idiot.

Keita looked up at him with molten blue eyes. He gave him a small smile and turned to look at Kazuki.

“Will you help me get it back from this Big Bad Wolf?”

Kazuki gave him a big white smile, nodding his head. “I’d love to.”

Naruse jumped to his feet, looking at the two of them. “Big Bad Wolf, huh?”

The two of them took a step towards him.

Naruse playfully whimpered and took off running. “Oh, how I do so long for my sexy blonde tennis god to wrap his powerful arms around me and hold me tight!”

Okay, Keita thought, taking off after him, perhaps this wasn’t such a good idea after all.

“I didn’t write that!” He yelled, blushing furiously.

“I love the feel of his fiery hot tongue as it licks its way down, leading a trail of desire straight to my…”

“AH!” Keita cried, feeling the nosebleed, and poured on the speed.

Kazuki was right behind him. He wanted to trip Naruse, but the blonde’s crazy ass plan was working. Keita was running and he was damn fast, too.

“I love how he restrains my hands over my head by my wrists as his tongue plunders my mouth for all the yummy goodness that it holds!”

“I’m going to tickle you until you stutter for the rest of your life!” Keita roared, pouncing on the blonde’s back as through he had taken flight.

It made Kazuki cock a brow. He watched how the two went down and he mentally softened their fall. They rolled over into the grass and Keita winded up on top. Naruse was kicking his feet and laughing his ass off as he playfully fought to get away from those wicked fingers of doom.

Kazuki smiled as he stood there, watching the blonde fight for his life. He was slightly shocked. For his size, Keita was pretty strong.

“No, stop!” Naruse laughed, kicking and squirming for freedom. “I’m gonna pee!”

Kazuki started to laugh and he felt his eyes sting. He silently gasped when the tears fell. He was happy. He was feeling happiness again.

“Kazuki!” Naruse wailed, reaching out for him. “Save me!”

He quickly wiped the tears from his eyes and asked the blonde what sins he needed forgiven. Naruse snarled, grabbed him by the ankle, giving it a good jerk. Kazuki yelped, eyes widened, and he fell flat on his back with a thud.

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“All right,” Mr. Shindou said, looking at everyone. There were just ten of them. He was thrilled to see they were all looking sore, hot, and dirty. “I will see you all in the gym this Friday.”

Keita turned to leave only to feel a powerful hand on his shoulder, stopping him. He looked to see that it was the coach.

“A word,” he said, looking down at him with winter gray eyes.

Keita gulped and looked at Kazuki and Naruse. They told him they would wait by the fence.

“I’m sorry for being late, Sir,” he said with his head lowered. “I’m sorry for causing Kazuki and Naruse to be late, too.”

“Accepted,” Mr. Shindou said, trying his best to crack a friendly smile and not make it look evil. “And I apologize for yelling at you like I did earlier, too. You are new to this place and not yet use to my wicked ways of running things around here.”

Keita looked up at him. Wow, that was one evil smile. He looked like some handsome villain plotting to take over the world one P.E. class at a time.

“You will soon see that I save my special yelling for those who I see have great potential within themselves.” Mr. Shindou told him. “Would you like to join track?’

Keita blinked. “Track?”

Mr. Shindou nodded. “You are really fast and graceful.”

Keita was stunned.

“Oh, Ryu!” A loud voice called.

“Give it some thought,” Mr. Shindou said, turning from him.

“Ryu!” The voice shouted again.

Keita looked to see that it was Professor Satoshi. He was running towards them with his white lab coat flapping behind him like wings.

“Umi…” Mr. Shindou cooed with a heated gaze, running across the field to meet him. He picked the smaller man up in his powerful arms, swinging him around.

Keita gawked in shock. Were those two intimate? He gawked even more when the pretty professor began to pull Mr. Shindou after him by the ear. The taller man was hunched over, hopping after him on one foot, looking like he was moaning, “ouch, ouch, and ouch.” Professor Satoshi looked really flustered and was yelling about a cat.

Well, it looked like Mr. Shindou was just a big, whipped softie underneath that wicked muscle plated exterior. It made him smile. They looked absolutely adorable.

“Come on, Honey!” Naruse yelled from the fence, waving his shirt at him.

Keita’s eyes widened and he immediately held his nose. The blonde had his shirt off. Naruse had his shirt off. He could feel the nosebleed.

Just then, he spotted Kazuki. He had his shirt off, too. He was standing under a spray of water. They were both half naked.

Keita felt his spirit leave his body and he was floating away, away, and away.

“Keita!” Kazuki yelled, but it was too late.

The gorgeous redhead had walked face first into a light post and tumbled over into a bush.

The both of them took off running.

“Honey!” Naruse cooed, parting the bush. “Are you all right?”

Keita’s eyes were rolling around in his head and his nose really was bleeding. It looked like it really hurt, too.

TBC…

Please review and tell me what you think.

Flora.