Money, Bullets and Swag (Illustrated yaoi novel) by Katsura & Yuramei

Author:Katsura & Yuramei [Katsura & Yuramei]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: young adult, highschool yaoi, yaoi prose, yaoi novel, drama, yaoi manga, yaoi
Publisher: Seishin Ink
Published: 2014-05-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

To a Certain Degree

I returned to Oxford on a flight full of surprises.

Firstly, Hiroshi Sakai had wasted the whole summer doing an internship at his father’s bank. He prattled on about it for the entire journey and at several points, I seriously considered leaping out of the window without a parachute.

Secondly, Sakamoto had put on so much weight that I barely recognised him. How a man could fill out to such proportions in only a couple of months was completely beyond me. He must have stayed in his room filling his face for all of the holidays and although I’d hoped that we’d get over our little disagreement about love and start sleeping together again, I was now not so bothered about that. I wasn’t physically attracted to him and was once more reminded of how shallow I could be. Booboo could have him with my blessing.

We were no longer able to keep the room that we’d been given on our arrival as first-years and so I took a small furnished flat close to the university. This was the making of me. I didn’t have to see much of Hiroshi at all and could entertain friends whenever I felt like it.

Only Sakamoto seemed to think love important to a good sex life. I met many young men who were of the same opinion as me: Passion was possible with a stranger. There was no need to complicate a good experience by expecting a lifetime of commitment.

Time flew by and I wallowed in my freedom, becoming even more of an Englishman than when I’d been obsessed by Sloane. When breaks in term arrived, and I was permitted to return to Japan, I didn’t bother. I stayed in Oxford and took in lazy days watching the boat race while cheering my chums to victory.

Occasionally I went to the heart of London and enjoyed strolling the streets whose names were so familiar to me — even though I’d be seeing them in the flesh, as it were, for the first time. Life was a wonderful adventure. A daily dose of new experiences peppered with the comfort of the familiar.

I wished that one day Mak would come to visit me, but he never did. We kept in touch. Sometimes spoke on the phone even. But long distance relationships are hard to maintain. Whenever he sent me a picture of himself, I still felt a thrill, but I had to admit that we were not a real couple. We would be again one day. I was sure of this. But in Oxford I enjoyed the company of too many others and was not in any sense of the word faithful to him.

At Toyogakuen, I had never been popular. During my first year at Oxford, I mixed mainly with other Japanese. For the rest of my time at university, I mingled with many. I had a regular crowd of friends and we lived life to the full. Young, privileged and beautiful. We had the world at our feet.

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