Love Hurricane. Victory Storm

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      “All right,” she answered, starting brooding over it to find a solution.

      The smile which finally spread on Lucas's face was worthier than a thousand Christmas presents.

      “Will you promise?”

      Elizabeth usually told her daughter to avoid making promises she couldn't keep, but Kira had no doubts about what was going to happen: she was going to stay in Princeton with Lucas, by hook or by crook.

      “I promise” she said, making a cross on her heart.

      The happiness rising on Lucas's face became immediately infectious; as they hugged each other once more, Kira swore to herself that she would do anything to stay close to her best friend.

      Unfortunately, her mother hooted her car, which was parked outside the estate gate, interrupting them, so Kira had to go back home.

      “Put on your plaster again, or you'll get a scar” she worried, brushing her forefinger on his wounded eyebrow. See you tomorrow. At home.”

      “Let's have a great Super Mario match, shall we?” Lucas suggested feeling more serene, before his friend went out from the secret passage she had used to get in.

      “I'm going to hammer you!” Kira challenged him cheerfully before getting into the car, but as soon as Lucas disappeared from her sight, she felt something breaking inside herself, just in the middle of her chest.

      Would she be able to keep her promise to Lucas?

      ADAM

       Tokyo, Japan, November 11th 2015

      When he reached the old wing of the building, his heart was beating fast.

      He looked around with caution, making sure that he had left behind all the horny girls who were always following him, craving to become his girlfriend.

      Being the most handsome boy in the school had turned into a curse for him, especially after what had happened with Arashi.

      If he only thought about what had just happened to him, he could feel some more fuel in his legs.

      “Is there a place far enough to run away from what I'm feeling?” Adam's mind was shouting, when he got to the broken door leading into a room which was once the school library, before the last earthquake had made that side of the building unfit for use two years before.

      The headmaster had finally found cheaper building a new library in the east wing, than reinforcing the north wing and making it safe, so that place was always deserted now.

      Still shaken for Youra's kiss and Arashi's hug, Adam started pushing open the door of his secret shelter...almost secret, since he had had to share it with a fresher in the last year.

      Only when he got inside, he flopped down on the floor, holding his head between his legs and hoping he could forget what had been whirling in his mind for a long time.

      He recollected Youra's image. Gorgeous Youra. Every single boy in his school would go to any lengths in order to go out with her, but every single girl in his school would sell her soul to the devil in order to go out with him.

      Youra hadn't taken a long time before looking for him and asking him to be her boyfriend, and he had agreed just because that was what all his friends expected from him.

      Even his father had shaken hands with him at that moment, happy and proud of him.

      But when she had tried to kiss him, he had felt nervous and had got in a cold sweat, while his head and his heart kept reminding him Arashi's smile.

      “Why Arashi? Youra is the right one for me! I love Youra!” he had been telling himself for more than two months, but Arashi's smile, his hugs or his slap on the back were enough to turn Youra into impalpable air if compared to Arashi's sunny brightness.

      He had been wondering till he got exhausted about the reasons of his behaviour but with no results, till that day at least.

      It was just something silly: someone had tripped Arashi up and he had fallen into Adam's arms, even if just for a few moments.

      Just a few moments...but they were enough to make him rush into the toilette to hide the evident erection which was pushing against his school uniform trousers.

      “What a shame!”

      He had run like a crazy to wipe that blameworthy and out of place instinct away from his mind. Even the memory of Youra's naked body hadn't been able to turn his attention from that.

      “Why is all this happening to me? What's wrong with me?” Adam was dejected and tried to hold back those feelings which seemed to choke him.

      He was going to break down once more and give vent to frustrated and shameful tears, when he heard someone else moaning painfully in the room.

      He had already heard it several times in the last days, but it sounded much more desperate this time.

      Feeling curious and worried at the same time, he got up and moved slowly to the bookshelf where fantasy novels used to lie.

      Without making any sound, he cast a glance between the aisles, till he could see the whining girl. She was sitting on the floor as usual, her arms around her knees curled up on her breast and her legs left completely naked by her crumpled skirt. She was crying her heart out.

      He wiped away from his mind his classmates' motto, saying that nobody could give up a chance of seeing a girl's panties, and he moved closer to her.

      As soon as the girl realized he was there, she stopped crying and suddenly jumped up, wiping her face with her school uniform sleeve.

      “Use this one,” Adam told her, handing her his handkerchief.

      The girl grasped the white tissue with shaking and fearful hands and wiped her face carefully.

      “Thanks...You're Adam Gramell, aren't you?”

      “Yes, and you're Kira Yoshida, aren't you?” he guessed, pretending being uncertain of her answer, when he perfectly knew who that girl was. Even if she was two years younger than him and she always looked so miserable, that girl hadn't actually been able to escape any male radars since she had stepped into their school one year before. Her only slightly prominent eastern features had immediately attracted everybody's attention. Her parents came from two different ethnic groups like his, but Adam's father was American and he had taken his blue eyes, which made him so terribly charming, after him, besides his stately and muscular body. Kira instead had her mother's unusual dark green eyes, while her long and straight hair was like Japanese ones. However, there was something awfully charming in her and her mysterious, discreet and sad look had always made her the object of some boy's attention, even if she surely got rid of them all very quickly.

      “Do you know me?”

      “Half-blood people like us never go unnoticed.”

      That statement seemed to strike her, since he could see her smile for the СКАЧАТЬ