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Learn to Trust VII
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
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six

Chiharu tried finding her in the usual spots where he knew Kyo hung out often. To his dismay, she was not in the bathrooms, the gym, the deserted court, her bedroom or some of the empty classrooms. Running up the stairs, he held out hope that she would be where he thought last to check. Otherwise, he did know where else she’d go. Panting, he wretched open the door to the roof and found her resting against the fence of the rooftop.

“Kyo!” Chiharu yelled, running towards her and slowed down, resting his hands on his knees, catching his breath.

“Have you any idea how long I’ve been looking for you?” he asked, wiping his forehead with his sleeves and looked up.

He felt his knees go slack and nearly fell over when he saw Kyo’s face. Her eyes were filled with tears, eyebrows scrunched up, cheeks red, nose running. The sight made something inside him twisted and knotted up, crawling around and choking him with its thorns. Chiharu straightened himself up, remaining where he was, and remembering Kyo’s reaction when he tried to come closer.

“Kyo?” he said, and she looked away from him.

“Sorr-sorry for making you worrying,” she said, twisting her hands together, “I didn’t know what to do, don’t know how to react.”

Chiharu sighed, and walked to the fence, resting his hands on the rail several feet away from her.

“You’ve made us all worried, don’t you know how much it pained me to see you acting the way you did for the past two weeks?”

“I said I was sorry!”

“I didn’t mean to put it as a way to accuse you, I’m stating the fact that it really pained me. I couldn’t sleep for a long time,” Chiharu said, putting his hand on his heart, turning to her, “here, in my heart, hurt really badly when you couldn’t talk to me.”

Silence elapsed between the two of them and she turned to him, frowning as she wiped her tears away. Chiharu took a deep breath and exhaled as he spoke.

“Will you tell me what happened?”

Kyo looked at the door nervously and stared out at the school grounds, breathing hard.

“He was supposed to be here with me to say it,” she said, shaking her head, “but I guess it needs to be said…”

She turned to Chiharu again, staring at his chest, unable to meet him in the eyes. Chiharu swallowed the need to say that he was getting impatient and waited for her to start talking when she was ready. He studied her face as he clenched his right hand on the rail, readying himself to hear the words from her that he didn’t want to hear. It meant that he couldn’t save her, confirming that he wasn’t a man enough to protect his girl. He looked down on her, realizing how small she became in the past few weeks and mentally shook his head.

‘Did she shrink or something?’ he wondered.

He didn’t need to look at his watch to see how long the silence lasted until she spoke again. Chiharu knew about ten minutes had gone when Kyo opened her mouth again.

“That night… when you found me in the stairway,” she began, “I was attacked by a group of three men.”

‘Three?! I thought it was only one! Damnit, wait ‘til I find them…!’ he thought, gripping the rail harder to prevent himself from shouting.

“I was frustrated when you went to sleep so soon, so I went downstairs to the arcade room—”

“W-wait, you got frustrated because I went to sleep so soon?” Chiharu asked, frowning.

He noticed a coloration of red rising in her cheeks and looked away from him, fidgeting. Chiharu realized by what she meant and felt himself growing embarrassed and turned away from her, scratching his head.

“Uhm, I see… I’m sorry…” he mumbled, “er, go on.”

“R-right… it’s just I have an over imaginative mind, you know…” she said, chuckling quietly.

“Only I know you best,” Chiharu agreed, returning the nervous grin.

“Ye-yeah,” she said, falling silent.

She took a deep breath, resting her hands on the railing and continued her story.

“So I went to the arcade room and played a few games for awhile, until a guy showed up and started bothering me,” she said, sighing, gripping the rail, “He said that I’d have a good time if I went with him but I refused. I don’t know what happened next, it seemed like a blur. He held me at knife point and I couldn’t… couldn’t…”

She sniffed, folding her arms on the rail and buried her face into it.

“I couldn’t fight back like I usually did! I don’t know what happened to me at that point. It… it seemed like all the boyishness left me when I now attend here as a girl…”

Chiharu felt his chest clenching at her words and turned to Kyo, taking her arm and pulled her into an embrace. He felt relief when Kyo didn’t refuse him and sighed, rubbing her head, wishing he could stroke her hair.

“You’re still you, you know?” Chiharu said and Kyo froze in his arms.

After a moment, she started shaking again, and began mumbling.

“I can’t hear you,” Chiharu stated.

She rested her cheek against his chest, allowing her mouth for movement.

“As I was saying,” Kyo tried again, taking a deep breath, “he took me up to his room and there were two other guys there. One completely drunk.”

She faltered, freezing again in his arms. Chiharu closed his eyes, not allowing himself to say a word. He realized that all of his impatience had left him and in its stead was gentleness he didn’t know he had. Looking down at her, staring at the short strands of hair and smiled softly.

‘She’s changed me…’ he reasoned.

“What happened next,” she started again, “is something I don’t wish to repeat in saying again. They began to get rough with me and I know for a fact that I could fight them but I couldn’t… there was no strength in me. I was in a shock, Chiharu! Please forgive me, I couldn’t find my strength,” she said, pounding her fist against his chest, punctuating each sentence with a punch.

“Anyone would’ve been, Kyo,” he said, closing his eyes, rubbing her back with his other hand, “it’s not your fault so there’s nothing to forgive you for.”

“Yeah… I suppose,” she said, relaxing her fist, “it wasn’t until the guy that held me up at knife point, he… invaded me with his hand, that I snapped and got out of there. I ran like the devil himself was chasing me. Then I ended up where you found me. I hated myself for not protecting myself. I loathed my being, my strength failed me, Chiharu, at the moment that I needed it most. Why did it fail?”

“You said it yourself perfectly, Kyo. You were in a shock,” he replied, hugging her tightly, “shock will rob us of our strength and our will.”

Kyo cried into his shirt, and he felt the wetness of her tears seeping through into his skin. Chiharu felt the need to always be at her side, hating to see her cry like this. He continued to rub her dark brown hair, resting his chin on top of her head, sighing.

“And I feel that I failed you at protecting you, Kyo,” Chiharu said and felt Kyo crying harder with louder sobs, “I’m sorry, this is my fault.”

“No it isn’t!” she said, pushing him away, panting.

“You couldn’t trust me for the past two weeks, Kyo! Your actions alone said that you didn’t trust me enough to tell me what happened. I couldn’t prove to you that I’m strong enough for you,” Chiharu said, “you said that you were frustrated by the fact that I fell asleep too fast.”

“Yeah, because I was frustrated,’ she said, wiping her tears with the sleeves, “if I hadn’t been in the first place, none of this would’ve happened.”

Chiharu sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose, realizing the truth of her statement and shook his head.

“Stop making this difficult on yourself, Kyo, whether that’s true or not, we’re both at fault, okay? Now, I’m going to pay a nice visit to the guys that hurt you this badly. So, what are their names?” he asked, suddenly having a pen and paper at hand.

“Chiharu!” she yelled, crossing her arms, “even if I knew, I wouldn’t tell you! I don’t…” she let her arms fall to the side, “ever want to see them again. I’ve had… visions… on the court.”

She shuddered and sniffled, rubbing her nose with her finger.

“I couldn’t get away from them even on the court!”

Chiharu blinked, tucking away his pen and paper and stared.

“You… you’re having visions everywhere? Is that why you keep refusing human contact?”

“Y-yeah, back then, on the train back here, all I saw on your face was that man’s eyes… and every touch felt like electricity, the harmful shock. It hurts so badly every time someone runs into me,” she said, hugging herself, squeezing her eyes.

“Then when you talked to him…” Chiharu said, ignoring the jealousy rising in himself.

“Yeah, Yura helped me,” Kyo said, nodding, “without his interference, I would still have been a mess.”

“Then that’s good, I’ll have to tha-thank him,” he said, swallowing the envy in his throat.

Kyo giggled, grabbing him into an embrace, sighing.

“You know that Yura would never take your place, Chiharu. He’s a really, really good friend of mine, nothing more.”

“Yeah, I’ll have to get used to that,” he said, closing his eyes as he held her, “so, about your getup as being a boy again…”

Kyo stopped her fidgeting and looked up, staring into his eyes.

“What? You don’t like my haircut?” she asked playfully.

“I do hope you’ll grow it out, it doesn’t suit you at all,” he said with a grin, “and I really miss seeing you in your skirt.”

Kyo punched him on the arm and harrumphed.

“I don’t think I’ll look good in my skirt with the haircut, so I’ll let it grow out first,” she said.

“Not if you play up your hairstyle a bit, then you’ll look like a girl again.”

Kyo sighed, resting her face against his chest again.

“I guess I’ll try…”

“I’m glad to see you healing, Kyo,” Chiharu said, setting his chin on her head again.

To Be Continued on Chapter Eight