Chapter 5

I dragged him all the way to video games section and after some minutes of whining and grumbling, he gave up and joined me in searching for something we could play during the weekends.

"Tch. I wish Haruto was here" he said as he picked up some car racing game then put it back. “He would have agreed to go help the girls pick out lingeries”

I snorted. “You’re both perverts”

“Like you aren’t. You’ve slept with more girls than I have. You’re so lazy and you barely have any muscle. I wonder what they like so much about you”

I couldn’t help but laugh. Toshiro was clearly jealous. “I have this” I pointed at my face. “And like Yua said, I’m a total gentleman”

“I think she likes you”

What? Where did that even come from? “No way man. We’re just really g-“ I stopped when I sighted him.

Ryu.

He was standing outside the shop, his phone held to his ear. He was grinning like an excited teen who was gonna get laid for the first time. I bet he was talking to his girlfriend.

Toshiro followed my line of sight and frowned when he saw Ryu. "Dude isn't that the new guy?"

I nodded. "Yeah. His name is Ryu"

"I know. Gotou Ryu"

Well I wasn't surprised. I'm sure he knew Ryu was coming to the school before us. In fact, he must have known the exact date and time he arrived. "What more do you know about him?"

Toshiro shrugged. "Just his name but I'll get more information soon"

"I met him in Munchies this morning. He works there. He said shit about us bullying Hani and then he called me an asshole"

"What!"

"He even poured hot coffee over my lap, claiming it was a mistake. He's trouble"

"We should teach him a lesson then" Toshiro said, cracking his knuckles.

I smirked. "Damn right"

We walked over to Ryu and when we got close enough, Toshiro rammed his shoulder into him and his phone clattered to the ground. He then grabbed Ryu by the collar then kneed him in the gut.

Ryu clutched his stomach, face contorting due to the pain but he didn’t make a single sound. Toshiro followed the kick with another to the jaw, making Ryu fall to the floor. He staggered up, spitting out blood.

I smirked then stomped on his phone, cracking the screen into a million tiny pieces. I didn't stop until it was completely battered. For him to be in high school and work in a restaurant, he must be poor. It should take a lot for him to buy a new phone. That would teach him not to mess with me.

I picked it up, walked over to him and tucked the useless phone into his breast pocket. The look on his face gave me pure satisfaction. Complete utter shock. "That's what you get when you mess with me Ryu-kun" I said with the same mocking tone he used on me earlier then smirked.

"Stay in your lane asshole" Toshiro spat then we walked away.

Damn. That felt so good.

My happiness was short lived for the next thing I knew, Toshiro was flat on the ground.

Ryu was crouched above him, showering his face with bone crushing blows. But Toshiro wasn’t weak either. He switched their positions, putting Ryu under him and began to retaliate but Ryu switched their positions again.

Fuck. Things didn’t go the way I thought they would and I couldn’t stop them. I’d just get involved in the fight and that wasn’t an option. Toshiro and Ryu are big and burly. I’m on the lean and slender side. They’ll break me in two so I did the only thing I could.

I started shouting for help.

A couple of guys from the video game store rushed to the scene and separated them but Toshiro is hard headed and as I just discovered, Ryu too so they kept trying to free themselves so they could continue fighting.

And then the worst thing happened. Two policemen came along. I groaned. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Seeing the police, Toshiro and Ryu calmed down.

“What happened here?” One of the officers asked. He looked young. Maybe in his early thirties.

“I can explain sir” I quickly said, rushing towards them before they got to Toshiro or Ryu. He looked at me expectantly but, what could I explain? We started it. “It was just a small misunderstanding sir. Nothing serious” I said nervously. Damn. Lying wasn’t my forte.

“A small misunderstanding? They have blood on their faces and you call it a small misunderstanding?” The older looking officer said. I started to sweat.

“W-Well sir, t-the thing is-“

“The thing is that they ambushed me officer” Ryu said, cutting me off. “I was standing in front of this store, making a call when this guy- he pointed at Toshiro- bumped into me and kicked me in the stomach. Then he kneed me in the jaw and then this one- he gestured to me- broke my phone”. He took out the completely broken phone and showed them.

The officers looked at Toshiro who stood behind me. Note, the idiot is taller than me.

“Wait, Toshiro? Masaki Toshiro?” the young one asked.

Toshiro didn’t reply. The officers looked at me, recognition written all over their faces. “And you’re Yamamoto Aito!”

Oh fuck. That’s it. We’re done for.

“Okay you three need to follow us to the station. We’ll settle this there”

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“Toshiro you brat!” Masaki Todou shouted as he kept whacking Toshiro on the head with a file. “What the hell is wrong with you?! Bakayaro! I should tie you up and whip you this instant! Tch, stupid stupid brat!”

He turned to me and all colour drained from my face. “And you Aito! You should have stopped him! I thought you knew better! You’re the sensible one in your stupid group! Baka! Come here!”

Did I go? Of course not. I went even farther away. Masaki Todou is Toshiro’s older brother. A police man. A very scary ruthless policeman. He’s huge with bulging muscles and shaggy brown hair.

“Do you not hear me Aito! I said come here this instant!” he roared.

“Now now Todou, I think you should calm down” another policeman said. This one was very short. “Young Toshiro’s wounds need to be treated and we both know you shouldn’t touch Young Aito”

Todou flashed the short man a menacing glare to which he paled and took a few steps back. But it seemed Todou actually understood what the short man was saying for he said; “Go see Kota-san for your wounds” to Toshiro. “And come back immediately he’s done with you. You’re spending the night in a cell. Maybe that will teach you to stop picking fights”