Learn to Trust III
Title: Learn to Trust
Fandom: Girl Got Game
Rating: R
Warning: Some language
Summary: What if Chiharu Eniwa woke up a bit later than it happened and Kyo Aizawa had different reaction? Would their new relationship together last through the ordeal?
Disclaimer: None of the parts of story belong to me, only to the creator and company of the manga, Girl Got Game. Not of this is made for profit but for entertainment use only.

Chapter one
Chapter two

“You don’t seriously think you are a boy? You will always be a girl,” Dante said, walking towards Kyo.

“But I am! Leave me alone! Stop!” Kyo yelled, wretching open a door along the hallway and found Akira standing there, laughing.

“This girl is in denial, I can say with confidence that her mouth definitely tastes and feels like a girl,” he said and Kyo shut the door on him, continuing to run from the men.

“I’m not weak, I’m not a girl, leave me alone!” Kyo yelled and crashed into someone.

She looked up and saw Chiharu standing in front of her.

“Eniwa! Thank god, oh please, help me!”

“Help you? You need to remember that you’re not a guy, you’re a girl,” he said, raising his fist. “And you’ll always be weak.”

“Eniwa!”

“No, Eniwa!” she yelled, twisting herself in the blankets.

Panicking, she tried to free herself from the captor, sobbing and stopped when she realized that she wasn’t dreaming anymore. Kyo looked around to see if Chiharu was up and found him asleep in his bed several yards away from her. Kyo shuddered within the blankets, trying to forget the dream that woke her, rolling herself into a ball. She tried to quell her body from shuddering by rocking back and forth.

She felt the remainder feelings from last night, every touch felt as though it was electrifying her nerves. She jabbed herself with her fingers, telling her body to forget the memories but her nerves ignored the commands.

‘Make it stop! Please, make it stop…’ she thought, burying her face into blanket-covered knees.

Kyo heard movements in the bed several yards away and didn’t lift her head up to reveal her red face.

“Aiz’a? Morning, you’re up?” Chiharu asked

“Ofm courz,” she mumbled.

“Ah…” he said, sitting up, “Okay, hm… we’ll have to leave in about half hour so I can get to my practice, so c’mon.”

She remained where she was as she heard him moving about, packing his things.

“Don’t make me come over there and dump you onto the floor, Aizawa,” Chiharu said.

“I’ll kill you if you did that,” she said, lifting her face up slightly.

“Are you still bothered about last night?” he asked, his movements paused.

Kyo remained silent, not trusting herself to speak.

‘I can’t let him find out about what happened. He’ll think I’m weak,’ she thought, her body shivering. ‘Or that I wanted it!’

“—zawa? Are you there, Aizawa?” he asked, poking her in the shoulder.

She stood up from the mattress and kicked him in the stomach with her free leg from the blanket. She panted, glaring at Chiharu.

“I,” she said, lowering her feet as Chiharu collided with the wall behind him, “said not to touch me.”

Kyo turned away from him, crossing her arms to separate the two and stared at the blanket mess. With a shake of her head, she began picking up her things and went into the bathroom to change her clothes.

Outside of the resort, the pair walked to the station with Kyo walking faster than Chiharu. She ignored his requests to slow down and got on the train, Kyo took the nearest empty seat and sat down. Chiharu, panting from the efforts of keeping up with her, stared at Kyo. She looked at him, eyelids half covered, challenging him to her. Chiharu scratched his head nervously, with a sigh, he set his stuff down on the floor and sat next to her. Several minutes later, the train started moving, cutting into the awkward silence between the two with the rumbling noise.

Chiharu cleared his throat and Kyo didn’t look at him. He cleared his throat louder and she didn’t look at him. Clearing his throat a third time, he opened his mouth.

“Kyo?”

‘No, I’m not going to give you the time of my day, Eniwa,’ she thought, studying the newspaper held up by an elderly man.

“Please Kyo, you need to tell me what’s happened to you, I’m thinking of the worst things that might have happened. Kyo. So, will you?”

Kyo closed her eyes, feeling her veins in her forehead starting to throb. Her arm twitched when Chiharu nearly set his hands on her.

‘Is being affectionate really everything?’ she wondered, looking down at his hands. ‘With last night… can I trust him not to do that to me too? Is he biding his time?’

She closed her eyes, exerting a sigh, ‘Of course you can trust him dummy!’

Kyo opened her eyes again, staring at her ankle length skirt with lace at the hem. Her eyes wandered to Chiharu’s hands again. Kyo shuddered at the imaginary hands on her, shifting her seat away from him, recoiling from the close presence.

“Wha—Kyo? Why’d you move?” he asked.

With an irritated sigh, Kyo tuned him out, emptying her thoughts of anything, making her mind completely vacant.

An hour later, she felt the train slowing to a stop and the announcer speaking the name of the train station that the pair needed to get off at. Kyo opened her eyes, grabbed her bag and stood up, walking ahead of Chiharu.

“H-hey, wait up! Aizawa!” he yelled and smacked himself, “I mean, Kyo!”

She stopped and turned to face him, glaring. Chiharu stopped several yards away when he saw her face. He clenched his fist and ran after her when she turned around to begin walking again.

“Why you—do you realize you’re taking it out on me?!” he yelled, grabbing her shoulder and spun her around.

She kneed him in the stomach and backed away, panting.

‘Why do my nerves feel like they’re on fire when he touches me…?’ she wondered, clenching her jaw and fists.

“Do I have to repeat myself?” she asked.

“Repeat what?” he asked, hugging himself to reduce the pain in his stomach.

“The fact that I told you to not touch me, several times already.”

“Oh, sorry, um, but seriously, this is getting way out of hand. Why won’t you tell me, Kyo?”

‘Why I won’t tell him, indeed! It’s because I don’t know if I can trust you after last night,’ she thought and turned around to resume walking

Several yards later, she paused and looked back to see if Chiharu was still following her. Overwhelmed with relief when she saw an empty space where Chiharu was. Exhaling a sigh, ‘Is it… is it alright that I’m glad that he’s not here?’ she thought, unclenching her hands.

Shaking her head, she hurried to her dorm and entered her room, ignoring other girls’, Tsuyaka’s and her father’s greeting. Kyo slammed the door behind her, wishing she didn’t have a roommate right then. Clenching her fist, she locked the door and went to her bed. Feeling her body shudder, her chest aching and the lump in the neck threatening to choke her, she felt her tears flow.

“Kyo? Hey Kyo!” someone yelled, pounding on the door, “Open up, I need to get something for my practice. You too, Kyo!”

She opened her eyes, feeling her cheeks damp and turned to her side, facing the wall.

‘What’ll I do? What’ll I do now? How did it come to this? Isn’t it because they took me because I’m… I’m a girl, right? Like those times when I was masquerading as a boy… they didn’t attack me because I was girl, they attacked me as a boy. Damnit, I’d give everything to live there again! To be a guy…’

She clenched her fist, grabbing the sheets on her bed. Glaring at the wall, she sat up and clutched a pillow, throwing it at the wall.

‘Why?!’ she screamed in her thoughts, hitting the wall again with the pillow, ‘Why?’

Kyo slumped to her knees, sobbing. Taking a deep breath, she curled up into a ball, ignoring the requests of her friends and father for coming into the room. Kyo lifted her head, looking out the window and saw the school building. She blinked and felt glad that the room was on the third floor.

‘They’d have gotten me if I was still on the first floor…’ she thought, cuddling herself.

Sniffling, Kyo felt herself drifting away from the harsh reality of life into the dreamland.

“--AWA! I mean, KYO!”

Kyo flipped out of the bed, collapsing on the floor, breathless.

“LET ME IN THERE! Don’t make me force down the door!”

Kyo glared at the door, getting to her feet, arm reaching out for the door knob and froze.

‘What am I doing? I’ll just get attacked again.’

“C’mon Kyo, we’re worried, please let us in,” father said.

“…I can’t…’ Kyo said.

“Why not?” Tsuyaka asked.

“I’m afr—I mean, leave me alone!” Kyo yelled, throwing herself onto her bed again.

“Why are you doing this on Christmas day, Kyo,” father asked, “please dear.”

Kyo heard commotion causing from outside the door and cocked her head, wondering what was going on.

“Excuse me,” a different voice spoke, “if you don’t open this up now, I’m unlocking this right now.”

“Whaa, host mother!” Kyo yelled, scrambling to the door and dead bolted the entrance with two desks and a bed in five seconds flat.

“I will come out, out of my own accord!” Kyo yelled, puffing her breath at the door.

She heard the unlocking of the door and tried opening, finding the entry being blocked by large objects in the way. Kyo felt satisfied that the people on the other side wouldn’t get to her. Feeling weak-kneed, she collapsed to her knees and found face to face with her old boy’s school uniform hidden under the bed. Studying her uniform for a moment, Kyo smiled.

‘Yeah, I think I’ll have a makeover.’

To be continued on Chapter Four