In an unseen world.

 Title: In an unseen world.

Pairing: OKABU

Summary: He got bullied. I've saved him. He suffers alone. Not allowing me to be part of him. 

A/N: The two of them are as of the same age in this story. Doesn’t matter who's older or younger except for their love.

ALSO. I was having a bad case of headache and hence I bring you one of my worse creation. enjoy.

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Yabu’s POV.

Despite being classmates for more than three years since junior high, we’re classmates again for high school. I guess I’m the only one in this school that knows you best. We’re not even close to start off with. Whenever something happens to you, without doubt I would always be there. It was mere coincidental. If we were to talk, it would be a one-word answer kind of conversation. I wasn’t sure if you hated me but I know I can’t hate you without a reason. You’re being bullied, I wasn’t.

Once when you wanted to get back to your seat and some random kid decided to trip you, you almost did but I happened to be walking your opposite direction and ended up catching you. The entire class stared in awe. I’m starting to get sick of actually saving your life and basically everything else about you despite knowing you need help. I’ve known you for 3 years. This is gonna be the fourth year I save your life. When can this stop?

Despite me saying that, I can’t help but to keep helping you, saving your life. No matter where I was, you’d happen to be there too, and needed help every time. I took precaution and notice of where I was, making sure you won’t be anywhere near me. Then it hit me. I wasn’t vigilant enough.

Weeks passed and eventually you stopped getting bullied. I started to get worried of course. Who the hell trips everyday and suddenly the following week, finally balanced himself? I looked at you across the classroom, only having to get caught. My punishment for ‘daydreaming’ was to read a whole page of literature. I really do not know how I could get myself into trouble when it’s not my fault.

How many times have you tripped, but with me catching your fall. Sometimes I’d go as far as sliding my own body on the floor so you’d not get injured when you fall. How many times have I helped you picked up your books when someone pretends to push you ‘accidentally’. Sacrificing myself. Like I said, you were bullied, I know. What happened. Why’d everything suddenly stopped.

“Ne Kota, have you heard? Keito’s gonna move to another city. The class got scolded when you were sent for attachment in another school. Keito sure had it hard the whole time. Imagine being bullied, crying silently, no one could hear that. He’s moving because he told his teacher he could not stand this school anymore.” A classmate of mine told me during lunch one day. Upset of course, I took my chair and my lunch and sat next to you. Everyone stared.

“As if you guys have done good.” I sneered.

Instead of eating, you were staring into space. You seemed daze. What on earth happened.

“Didn’t bring lunch huh? Want some?” I offered my bento to you. You silently shook your head. It was the first time you reacted in such way.

“At least take the meat. You like to eat meat don’t you?” What exactly am I doing this for.

“I don’t want to eat. Please leave me alone.” You told me.

What, I came all the way to your seat, tried to help but get rejected instead. I slammed my lunch box on your desk, and got you astonished of course. Grabbing your arm, I pulled you out of class, all the way to the roof top, where I could at least get some silence.

“Spill it. What happened?” Your eyes widened when I had a change of tone.

“Haven’t you heard? I’m moving.” You let go of my hand.

“Just because you were bullied?” I asked, lowering my voice. Tears started to well up your eyes. You let go of me, slowly. I wasn’t sure how to feel, guilty or not. Maybe I wasn’t being sensitive but then again, I had to get some things right.

“No wait, let me get this straight. Why are you moving, despite you knowing that I’d be here to protect you?” What the hell did I just said.

All of a sudden you collapse to the ground, tears streaming down your face. Such a troublesome kid you are. I brought you down to the nurse office. You were having a fever. The nurse striped your upper half. To my horror, bruises were all over your arms and body. The nurse herself, was shocked too. It was horrible, the bullies went overboard. Who the hell brought disturbance to one’s life, mentally and physically. As if both weren’t enough. The nurse went to attend your wounds. I could only sit next to you and clenched my teeth. Why didn’t I see this coming.

Classes were over by then. You were still resting. I stayed next to you the whole time. Before I realized, I ended up fawning over you. The way you sleep, I couldn’t help but to look at you sleep. A peaceful face maybe, something I haven’t seen from you before. You always carried this worried face with you everywhere you go. The nurse was out for a lunch break, she knew how trustworthy I was.

It was then I noticed your lips. With the slightest curve, I couldn’t help it. I ended up planting a short kiss on your lips. Amazingly you woke up right after.

“WHA-WHAT DID YOU JUST DID TO ME?!” you said, covering your lips.

YOU’RE A GUY FOR CRYING OUT LOUT WHAT DID I JUST DID.