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 One

Keita opened his blue eyes, finding himself in a very strange place. He sat up, seeing that he was not in his bedroom. The walls were all white. He didn’t have white walls. His walls were a somber violet color. The sheets that he was under were white, too. He looked up, seeing that the ceiling was as well. It looked like he was in a huge white box.

A sudden sense of panic struck him and thankfully he saw a window across from him. He hated enclosed spaces. It always felt like the walls were closing in to smother him. He suddenly remembered a very dark place and how he had screamed to be let out. He could still feel the splinters and the torn, bleeding, flesh that had been his fingers. He had tried his best to dig through the door.

He stumbled to his feet and ran to the sunlit window, throwing it wide open to hear the chirping of birds. Warm sunlight washed over his pale face, illuminating his hair like fire. He breathed in the fresh air, smiling as the warm wind blew through his locks.

He looked around, seeing that he was on the second floor, overlooking what appeared to be a school yard below. There were buildings all over the place. He could even see the sea in the distance. Where the hell was he? The big tree was blocking his view of voices that were talking below. The limbs were all in his way.

He now noticed that his clothes had been changed as well. He was wearing a white pair of baggy cloth pants and a white t-shirt made from the same soft material. It felt really nice, too.

Where was he? How the hell had he gotten here? Where were his parents? What the hell was going on?

He turned around, running right smack into someone’s rock hard chest. He stumbled back, and would have fallen out the window if a strong pair of arms had not pulled him into their warm, soothing, embrace.

He gasped in shock, pushing off the guy’s chest with his palms, to gaze up into the most beautiful pair of lavender eyes ever. He could see his startled reflection reflected in their magical surfaces perfectly. It felt as if time had suddenly crawled to a standstill.

He couldn’t look away from young man’s handsome face. He was slightly taller than himself and more built.

What was this feeling overpowering him? Why couldn’t he speak? Why couldn’t he move?

His eyes widened when the man hugged him close, resting his chin on top of his head. “I’m so happy that you’re all right.”

Keita was in shock. The guy’s embrace was so warm and soothing. Why did it feel so familiar to him? And what was he talking about? Why wouldn’t he be all right? Had something happened? He couldn’t remember. What the hell was going on? Who the hell was this handsome guy with the beautiful lavender eyes? Oh, great! Now he was blushing like a damn kid. He could actually hear the guy’s heartbeat because his right ear was pressed right against his broad chest.

A slight cough came from behind the two of them. It sounded like someone was trying to clear their throat. They both turned and Keita saw that it was a handsome older man with long white hair and glasses. He was wearing a long white coat, too. Was he a doctor? Had he gotten sick? Where were his parents? He noticed that the lavender eyed guy had yet to let go of his hand.

“Sorry to interrupt,” the man smiled with white teeth and a twinkle in his left eye. “But, I would really like to give this young man a physical examination now that he is awake.”

Keita gulped. The way he had said that, and the tone of his voice used, made it sound dirty. Damn! He was blushing like a budding rose again.

“Don’t worry, Keita,” the lavender eyed guy smiled with pearly whites, too. “Dr. Matsuoka will make sure that everything is all right.”

Keita found that he could only nod his head. Damn, his voice was very nice. He really liked it.

“Please,” the doctor said, motioning with his hand. “Follow me to the room across the hall.”

Keita nodded and followed after the white coat with Lavender Eyes right behind him. Was the guy checking out his backside? Oh, he hoped so. He was hot.

“Um, excuse me,” he said, finally finding his voice, looking both ways down the long hallway. “Where are my parents?”

Dr. Matsuoka stopped and turned around to look at him. Keita felt two big hands gently rest on his shoulders. They squeezed him ever so lightly. Why did this complete stranger make him feel so safe and warm?

“Do you not remember?’ Dr. Matsuoka asked, looking from him to Lavender Eyes behind him.

Keita shook his head, suddenly feeling really afraid. “Did something happen?”

“Keita,” Lavender Eyes said, his voice rolling over his skin like cool water. “There was a horrible storm.”

Keita turned around, looking up at him with big blue orbs. “But, they’re fine, right?”

The sound of a horrible growl filled his ears. It was the growl of his anger and fear made into a mighty storm. He could hear the thunder as it bellowed across the black sky on wings of lightning.

“You were found under a fallen tree,” Dr. Matsuoka said. “It was a wonder you hadn’t been…”

Lavender Eyes gave him a stern look, telling him to hush with the glance.

“No,” Keita said, backing away from the two of them with tears forming in his eyes. “I didn’t mean to do anything. It was an accident!”

The roar of the wind was so loud in his ears. He could hear all the yelling and screaming. It was his mother and father.

His eyes suddenly widened in horror. He could see his mom lying flat on her face in a pool of her own blood. There was glass sticking all in her flesh. Her body looked like it had been shredded into what ground up hamburger looks like.

“NO!” He yelled, causing thunder to bellow overhead. “STOP IT!”

“Keita,” Lavender Eyes said, reaching for him.

Keita stumbled back against the white wall, trembling in terror. What had he fucking done?

He saw his father raising the sharp blade over him, and it came down like a crash of lightning.

Keita put his hands to his ears and screamed as the image of his father’s charred corpse assaulted his mind. A boom of thunder deafened them and a loud crash was heard from where something huge had crashed through the window in the room they had just left. Lavender Eyes grabbed his wrists before he could claw his own eyes out.

“No!” Keita cried, struggling with him, fighting to get free. “Let me go! I’m a monster! I need to be punished!”

He could hear his parents screaming at him. UNNATURAL! DEMON! ABOMINATION! FREAK!

Lavender Eyes pulled him close, holding him tight.

Keita was flooded with a warm, soothing, light. There was a gentle presence in his mind. Its white glow was chasing away the fear and the anger with a splendid brilliance. He could smell the scent of a familiar flower.

“Don’t be afraid, Keita,” Lavender Eye’s voice cooed to him. “You’ve done nothing wrong.”

“I’m dangerous,” he whispered, loving the golden touch.

“You are loved,” the warm voice told him, caressing him in a shower of golden sunbeams. “I will always be here for you.”

Keita touched the golden face with the lavender eyes. “Who are you?’

The handsome face smiled. “I’m your friend.”

Powerful arms held him tight. “Everything will be all right. I’ll look after you.”

Keita sobbed against his chest. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

“It’s all right,” he said, squeezing him gently. “You can cry. No one will judge you.”

“I’m a monster,” he cried, pounding his fists against the kind stranger’s broad chest.

“Keita,” he cooed. “Look up at me.”

Tears streamed down his cheeks like rain as he looked up into those magical eyes. “You’re a very special person.”

“I killed my family,” Keita hissed, choking on painful sobs that racked his body.

“You did what you had to do in order to survive,” he said, caressing his smooth cheek with a golden hand. “You are not the monster, they were.”

Keita wanted to believe the handsome stranger who was so warm and kind. He really, really did.

“I’ll protect you,” he said, planting a kiss on top of his head. “Let’s go into the doctor’s office, get you looked at, and I’ll show you to your new home.”

Keita bit his bottom lip, and nodded his head. He was too tired to fight. He let Lavender Eyes lead him by the hand after the good doctor. He didn’t look back at the tree that had crashed through the window in the room they had just been in. The sky went from black to blue in a matter of seconds.

TBC…

Please review and tell me what you think.

Flora.