D-wing part 12

[krystalkatzfics]

Nino sat on the bed in his cell feeling awkward as Jun sat quietly next to him and Satoshi sat across from him with his sketch pad on his lap and his pencil flying over the page. The only sound was the scratching of pencil lead against paper and the ticking of Masaki’s small clock that had a cute picture of a cat with eyes that moved from side to side. Nino wasn’t completely sure where his cellmate had gotten it from, it was sure that it wasn’t prison issue, but Nino was sure that Sho would give Masaki anything he asked for.

“Nino…Just relax, turn your head down a little but keep your eyes on the clock” Satoshi hummed and, feeling foolish, Nino did as he was told. Satoshi let out a sound of approval and then continued to sketch. “You can talk you know, it would actually help…”

“What would you suggest we talk about? The weather? Are you planning on going anywhere nice for your holidays?” Nino asked drily feeling awkward as Jun gave a small snort beside him. Nino almost smiled and even Satoshi let out a laugh shooting him a look that sent something hot throughout his body. It had been happening a lot lately and he swallowed pushing the feeling down, but it didn’t want to stay down.

“If you like, I am planning on going to Hawaii” Satoshi hummed his eyes going back to the page as he used his finger to smooth something down on the page. For some reason the action caused an almost physical reaction. It was strangely intimate, and he suddenly felt like Kate Winslet in Titanic with Leo DiCaprio and he was very glad that he wasn’t naked. He tried his best to ignore the idea saying;

“When you get out? Isn’t that a long time away?”

“Not so long” Satoshi’s mouth was pulled into a smirk and Nino felt a shiver run down his spine again. He had never been one interested in the bad boys, even if he seemed to try and be one, but there was something about Satoshi’s confidence that pulled at something inside. His caring nature to those he liked also did something inside him and in spite of all the warnings Masaki and Sho had given him he knew that he was falling under the man’s spell.

“Oh? Do the guards know that?”

“I doubt they will be surprised when I walk out of here” Satoshi answered, and Jun snorted before pulling out a book from the large pocket in the front of his uniform. It was brightly coloured with bold writing and it took Nino only a few minutes to realise that Jun was reading a manga. It wasn’t one that he knew. It was a tatty old copy and from the way Jun was holding it Nino could tell that it meant something important to him. Jun caught him staring and Nino pulled his eyes back to the clock. “Jun likes manga. It is a surprisingly cute side of him”

“Shut up”

“I like manga too…You don’t come across as somebody that likes it” Nino mumbled not sure why he shared that piece of information. Jun lifted an eyebrow but said nothing turning the page of his book before poking his tongue out of the corner of his mouth.

“It’s best to ignore him while he’s reading. What kind of manga do you like?” Satoshi asked his hands continuing over the page and Nino’s mouth snapped closed for a moment as his mind slipped into a panic. He did have a sort of favourite genre, but it wasn’t one that he wanted to share with Satoshi or Jun. Yaoi wasn’t a style that he wanted to share with them. His sister had gotten him into it. She had figured out he was gay before he had and given him copies of his manga. It had been awkward and embarrassing, but he had become addicted to them.

“I dunno, ones with good art and story. I don’t really have a type” He lied hoping that his cheeks would stay pale and not flush. Jun was shooting him glances over the top of his manga and Satoshi’s eyes were twinkling with amusement as though he could read his mind. It was a feeling that he often got from Satoshi and he still didn’t like it.

“I see, you like art?”

“I like good art…Like yours, I already told you that right?” Nino ground out colour appearing in his cheeks as he shifted awkwardly on the bed. “You can stop looking so bloody smug”

“I’m not smug, I’m pleased…I’ve always liked people that like my art…” Satoshi said putting his pencil and book down onto the floor Nino tried to get a peek, but Satoshi quickly flipped the top page over it and he scowled looking at the man. “It’s not finished yet, but we’ve been at it for an hour, Masaki will be back soon and I’m sure he is going to be curious as to what we’ve been doing…”

“All we’ve been doing is what I promised I would do…Thanks…For helping my mum and sister…” Nino mumbled realising that he hadn’t actually said it yet. “They are safe right?”

“Very, your sister is working, and your mum has regained her position in the restaurant…” Satoshi answered, and Nino gave a smile annoying prickly tears in his eyes. He chewed hard on his lip trying to stop the feeling that was overwhelming. “I’m sure that they would want to talk to you…”

“…Maybe but I don’t want to talk to them…” Nino grumbled tightly all tears fading as anger flared up inside of him. “Why don’t you talk to your parents?”

“I do, every Sunday...” Satoshi smiled, and Nino grumbled under his breath for a moment glad when Masaki came almost skipping into the cell. He stopped dead when he saw Satoshi and Jun sat in his cell. His eyes narrowed and his mouth set into a thin grim line and his arms folded over his chest with Satoshi’s sketch pad clenched in his hands..

“What’s going on here?”

“I was sketching Nino…”

“They’ve both been flirting, it’s been sickening…” Jun said at the same time as Satoshi and Nino went a beetroot red and then tried to splutter about the fact that he wasn’t flirting. “You were. You should just fuck and get it over with already. This isn’t a cheesy romance manga. I’m going back into my cell…”

“See you later, Jun” Satoshi hummed cheerfully, and Nino moved towards Masaki who was looking a little baffled. His stance had relaxed though, and Nino tried to regain normality asking;

“How did your lesson go?”

“Good, Sho…Sakurai…He said that I will do really well on my test. Are you okay? You’re looking flushed…”

“Nino is starting to give in to my charm…Knew it would happen, I better get going…I have a meeting see you tomorrow…” Satoshi hummed smoothly, he smirked a little and then collected his sketchpad and pencils walking passed Masaki as he hummed;

“Your sketch pad, you took off without it…But I see you have a spare…”

“You can never have too many…Inspiration is everywhere after all, same time tomorrow…”

TBC

A/N: I hope that this is okay >.<