by Lara Yokoshima

This is an alternate universe (AU) fiction, based on the Project: Unigenitus main characters. It can also have some small appearances of characters from other of my stories. Nothing written on this story can be related to PU, except for some character behaviors and names.

IV. English Summer Rain

The blonde boy was sitting over Yamah’s bed, impatiently waiting for his partner to come out of the bathroom. “Hurry up, Yamah!” Koji shouted, so his friend could hear him trough the closed wooden door.

“Just a sec” a low male voice answered from the other side of the door. A few seconds later, the silver haired boy came out of the bathroom, after taking a warm but refreshing shower. He was wearing a tight, long sleeved black shirt that suited his body perfectly, along with a pair of black pants. Of course, he couldn’t miss his huge black Caterpillar boots, adding even more of a ‘dark touch’ to the outfit. It made his milky skin and white hair shine even more because of the contrasting colors. The blonde boy stared at him for a moment, and a slight smile formed in his lips. When Yamah noticed this he thought Koji was going to make fun of him.

“What are you staring at?” Yamah said while crossing his arms over his chest, somewhat ashamed.

“Nothing,” The blonde boy replied, “It’s just that I never thought you could be so… good looking?”

Koji regretted saying this moments later when Yamah motioned his arms as if he was about to punch him in the face, making the blonde boy back-up and cover with his own arms. He immediately let a soft laughter out of his throat, apologizing to the other youth who was beginning to blush. Yamah was not used to receiving such compliments from anybody, especially from a male friend.

“So I guess we are now ready” Koji said while rising from the bed and walking outside of the room. Yamah took his wallet and room keys, but before leaving he noticed that it was still raining. “We are going to get wet. I hate rain”.

“We will take a cab, you dummy”, Koji replied, waiting for Yamah by the door.

“I’m not going to pay for a cab”, the silver haired boy answered as he left the room and closed the door behind him.

“You are a cheap bastard”, Koji said smiling. “I’m going to pay, don’t worry”.

Yamah walked to the elevator, following his friend closely. Koji was wearing gray jeans with a matching red shirt with black long sleeves. It was way too casual compared to what Yamah was wearing that night.

“Are you going to wear that?” Yamah complained about the blonde’s outfit.

“Of course. You are the one who chose the fancy outfit” Koji said mockingly to his rather over critical friend. The silver haired boy just made a “humph” noise and continued walking until they reached the elevator.

Yamah was staring from the cab window at the many elegant houses, with enormous gardens illuminated by huge lamps –all surely decorated by professional gardeners, and expensive cars waiting inside their spacious garages. Even though it was a dark and rainy night, he could clearly notice they were now in a luxurious compound, only for the richest people of that zone. He let out a soft sigh. He had always imagined visiting one of these exclusive areas, to meet an old friend or to visit some distant relatives.

Just after finishing his thoughts, the cab stopped in front of the biggest house he had ever seen in his life. These people are truly millionaires, he thought as he admired the peach colored, Mediterranean style house. It had a long rocky path that lead to the front door illuminated by two elegant lamps on each side of the entrance. The garden was decorated with some coconut trees and tropical bushes that glittered because of the rain water falling over their leaves.

“Let’s go Yamah” his friend’s voice got him back to reality, and Yamah nodded while opening the cab’s door. Both boys ran to the house’s entrance, taking refuge from the fresh rain. They’ve finally reached the Moore’s house, and they didn’t know what to do next.

“Now what? We can’t just knock the door, you know? They aren’t expecting us and they will notice we aren’t from their ‘private’ friendship circle” Yamah said with a serious tone. He was right. Koji stared at him for a moment before diverting his eyes and adopting a serious and thoughtful pose. The silver haired youth spoke again: “Forget about them recognizing us… what if they ask for some password so we can come in?” Yamah mentioned another good point.

“I guess we will have to sneak in” the blonde boy replied after thinking about their situation.

“I knew I should have stayed at the dorms” the silver haired boy answered while placing his right hand over his face, regretting everything.

“Will you calm down? We will get inside in some way or another! I would not waste everything you have done to get us here in the first place” Koji said, referring to Yamah’s hacking abilities.

“This whole thing was a stupid idea from the beginning” Yamah said. He was becoming more and more upset with each passing second.

Both boys kept discussing at the Moore’s front door without caring that they could be discovered, until they heard voices and laughs coming from inside. It was obvious that some people were about to come out the house. Yamah and Koji stayed silent for a moment, thinking on what to do next. As if their minds were connected, they rapidly hid themselves on the darkest corner of the entrance, waiting for anybody to come out of the door. As expected, two boys came out, laughing and obviously already drunk.

Koji and Yamah knew this was their chance. The boys that came out left the door half opened, leaving a clear entrance for the intruders. Without thinking anymore, Koji sneaked carefully, pulling Yamah along.

At last, the two boys were inside the great and luxurious Moore summer house. Koji’s eyes widened in amazement just from seeing the absolutely spacious living room decorated with a modern European style. The fine furniture, the paintings, even the way the lights lightened the room, all harmoniously placed; it was truly a house worthy of millionaires such as the Moore family. Yamah’s ears were filled with the loud music coming from the huge speakers placed at the corners of the room that where playing some deep lounge music tunes. He pulled a still surprised Koji into the crowd, trying to mix with the environment of the party.

The house was full of NPHS rich students, and as Koji expected it, there where also a lot of beautiful young ladies that made company to some of their mates.

“Man… this is unbelievable” the blonde boy managed to pronounce an audible whisper to his partner.

“I know” Yamah answered in the same tone of voice.

“I wonder if this house has a pool” Koji questioned aloud, his eyes still wandering the entire room.

“Let’s find out” the silver haired boy replied immediately.

They started to move, choosing to cross the living room to make a shortcut, but it was difficult to walk between so many people dancing everywhere. Yamah hated having to rub shoulders against strangers, especially if they were the ‘elite’ kind. He was about to complain to Koji, but when he turned around to meet his friend, he noticed the blonde disappeared from his sight. He immediately began searching for him, but to no avail. “Damn, stupid crowd!” Yamah murmured, still searching for his friend, until he found a familiar face between the other youngsters.

Is that…? Oh, oh… I better turn back now. The white haired boy tried to return the way he came, feeling later how a hand was placed over his shoulder, making him stop. Shit!

“What the fuck are you doing here?!” Kurumada shouted at Yamah’s face when he discovered the white haired boy inside the Moore’s house. The huge youngster grabbed Yamah by the neck, but the other boy pushed him away immediately.

“I didn’t know scum like you were invited to such parties…” Yamah threatened the ash blonde guy, arranging his clothes and trying to act cool. Miraculously, Kenji also stayed cool, not wanting to make a scene in front of the classy students.

“For your information, I WAS invited by Demian himself” the blonde replied with a confident tone of voice.

“Shame on him. I didn’t know he had such bad tastes” Yamah provoked Kenji again. It seemed that even if he knew it was not a good idea to taunt the ash blonde, he still loved to make Kurumada loose his temper.

“You damned…!!” Kenji couldn’t control himself anymore, and prepared his right arm, ready to punch Yamah’s face. In that instant, he was stopped by the arm of a third person, being pushed away so he would fail to deliver the blow. Both boys stared at the long haired blonde that stood in front of them, while he crossed his arms slowly.

“You two surely know how to spoil the fun” the attractive young blonde said with a smirk.

“But Demian, he was…” Kurumada tried to explain just when he recovered himself from the blocking move.

“Shut up” the Moore said with a calm voice. He stared at Kenji, and with a single motion of his aquamarine eyes, he told the rough teen to go away. Without discussing anymore, Kenji disappeared from their sight, not before glaring at Yamah.

“So…” the English blonde now stared at Yamah with his narrow eyes, “may I ask why you are here?”

Yamah was left speechless this time. What to answer? He knew he wasn’t invited, and just now he was in front of Demian Moore, the principal host of the party. He tried to act as if he didn’t care, but he had to admit that Demian had always inspired distrust in him.

“You know, I should call my cousin Kiefer, so he can beat the living days out of you since you arrived without an invitation”, the blonde threatened Yamah. Demian’s face suddenly changed to a softer expression, and a smile began to appear in his fine European features. “But I guess I wouldn’t be a nice host, would I?”

“W-what?” the silver haired youth questioned after listening to Demian’s words, gulping hard.

“There is no point in kicking you out now. I will let you stay. But only with one condition…” the Moore said.

“Yes?” Yamah tried not to lose his coolness in front of the blonde, who was staring at him in a manner he didn’t like.

“Don’t you ever say you were here tonight” Demian replied, brushing his hair with his hand and looking outside the near window with seriousness. “What will my friends say if they ever knew you were here…”

Damn, is this dude really worried about what others may think? Yamah thought after the blonde conditioned him. Oh well, at least he didn’t throw his cousin Kiefer at me. That would have been terrible.

Demian stared once again at the young Japanese man, trying to act as nice as possible. “So, what can I offer you?”

“Huh?”

“Do you want something to drink?” the Moore asked the white haired boy, who was puzzled at the excessive niceness of the English young man. “Would you like some of this delicious Fennel Curéd Salmon? Or some Beluga Caviar?”, he said while offering some of the food from the near table to Yamah.

Yamah nodded in denial, he really wasn’t a seafood lover, especially if it was covered with weird herbs, or it was some kind of raw fish’s eggs.

“What about some of this fine Asti Spumanti wine?” the blonde insisted.

“No thanks, I don’t drink”.

“Aww, too bad” Demian responded with a smirk. “Aaah… I know what you want” the English blonde assumed, and he pulled a voluptuous brunette girl that was passing by, embracing her with his right arm tightly, making the girl’s chest press against his own. Yamah just stared with eyes wide open at the couple, later looking at Demian’s sharp eyes.

“This is Paola…” Demian introduced the beautiful Italian girl to his guest. “Paola, meet Yamah, a good friend of mine” the blonde talked to the girl with his British accent.

“Ciao, ragazzo” she greeted, waving her hand at Yamah, who was still in some kind of shock. Is Demian trying to offer me a…? no, I can’t! What is wrong with this guy?!

“Hi” Yamah answered in English to the girl who was wearing a very revealing dress. “Thanks, but no thanks” Yamah then said to the English blonde and began to walk away from them.

“What’s wrong? She doesn’t care if you don’t speak English or Italian, you know?” Demian smiled, and let out a small laugh when Yamah tried to escape. What’s wrong?! He offers me an Italian whore and he still asks what’s wrong? The Moore left the girl there and followed Yamah, pulling his arm a bit and making him stop.

“Sorry about that. I didn’t know you had… other tastes” the blonde intuited once again, muttering those words near Yamah’s ear, making the other young man sweat cold. The silver haired youngster turned around quickly, staring directly at Demian’s blue eyes.

“What did you say?” the young man was beginning to lose control.

“You know what I said” a wicked smile formed on Demian’s lips, while he crossed his arms over his blue, long sleeved shirt.

Yamah didn’t know what else to answer. He knew exactly what Demian meant, but why did he assume that? Just because I refused to have sex with some woman, doesn’t mean I’m…

“Leave me alone” was the last thing Yamah said to the English blonde, turning around and leaving Demian behind. I have to find Koji.

“Yamah! Where the hell have you been?!” the boy finally caught his friend when he was escaping from Demian.

“Koji! I was looking for you. Where have YOU been?”

“I was following you to see the pool when I suddenly lost you” the young blonde explained to Yamah, who was now a little more relieved when he found his only friend at the gigantic house. “By the way, you MUST see the pool… is full of babes!”

“I think I’ve had enough with the ‘babes’ for today…” a disgusted Yamah answered remembering the scene moments before he found his friend.

“And man! They surely have excellent wine. Which reminds me…”

“What?” Yamah could notice a hint of alcohol in his friend’s breath by now. How long have they been at the party since they arrived? He stared at his watch… it was almost mid night.

“I have to go…” Koji whispered.

“Go home?” Yamah completed the sentence, wishing they could leave now. This wasn’t fun anymore for the young man.

“No! Go to the bathroom!” the blonde whispered again. “Will you go with me? This is a big house, I’m afraid I could get lost” Koji smiled while hanging to his friend’s arm. Yamah decided to go with him, Koji was ‘extremely’ happy by now, which made the silver haired boy worry. Both boys then began walking and went up the stairs where it was quieter, until they noticed a long corridor with several doors. Yamah thought the bathroom should be in one of those doors, so he pulled Koji along.

“Where are you two going?” a young male voice with strange Japanese accent spoke to them. The two boys turned around, discovering that the voice was from Brandon Moore himself, the youngest of the three English cousins. The taller youth was standing just in front of them, looking at them with a suspicious look, raising an eyebrow when the boys didn’t answer him.

“You are not supposed to be here”.

“We are just looking for the bathroom” Koji managed to say to the short haired blonde.

“Why not?” Yamah interrupted his friend, he was kind of curious about those rooms.

“Unless you want to ‘use’ one of those rooms, I can’t let you enter” Brandon answered, walking around them and standing between the corridor and the young, confused men.

“What for?” Yamah questioned. Just after he asked the blonde again, the silver haired boy noticed a guy leaving one of the rooms. He could see his shirt was not completely buttoned, and he was trying to arrange his undone hair. The young man passed them by in silence, and just before he left, a young woman came out of the door. Yamah could easily imagine what happened inside, and what the apparent use of those rooms was.

“That’s what for” Brandon answered with a soft smile. “Oh, and the bathroom is downstairs, not here. Left door near the entrance”.

“T-thanks” Koji answered, and he pulled a still puzzled Yamah, going downstairs as fast as he could.

One of the doors behind Brandon opened, and a spiky, ash blonde head peeped out of the room. Kurumada’s face looked sweaty and could be easily guessed he was naked. “What was all that?”

“I’m amazed you could listen, I thought you were busy in there” Brandon turned his face to see the other man behind the door. “Go back to your business. Others may also want to use the room soon, you know?”

“Come back. We’re not done yet” a soft voice lured Kenji back inside the room. The ash blonde just smiled at Brandon, as if thanking him for such a favor of getting him this ‘special’ date. The door closed slowly, and a soft click was heard just after it.

“And you will repay us later” Brandon murmured, walking away from the corridor and into the party once again.