Amaterasu Academy (Katla & Gatichan)

[Gatichan]

~Amaterasu Academy~

 

Name: Shin Hadarame

 

Appearance:

 

Hair: Light brown

 

Eyes: Unique golden brown

 

Age: 17

 

Background information:

 

His mother Yuna Hadarame is a famous criminal story writer and has held the title of best selling author for two years now. His father Sousuke Hadarame (and his father before him etc), is the president of a very successful law firm that has provided the family with a good deal of money (along with the fat paychecks that come from the mother). Shin would hardly be recorded amongst the riches kids of the school however. His parents decided to send him to the school to give him a better 'social grounding' while hoping he'd gain very rich and powerful friends. Shin has an older sister that enjoys teasing him and making his life a living Hell.

 

School life:

 

Shin has always been the type to be rather misunderstood. He‘s a bit of a silent, over-thinking type of guy and people often mistake his silence and thoughtful expressions for being hostile. Needless to say, that doesn‘t exactly help him gain friends nor does it boost his confidence to try and become social. If people approach him during/or outside of class he will at first appear a bit timid before becoming very friendly. He‘s a natural at studying and will without fail show up for class and have his homework done. One should not be mistaken though as this usually silent and calm guy is stronger than he looks and wont hesitate to step into a fight to help anyone out. And he also wont hesitate to punch anyone out that starts shit with him.

 

Need to know:

 

He loves reading and writing (he hopes to become a writer like his mother even if his father wants him to take over the family firm), and has a super soft side for animals; especially cats. He‘s very clumsy when it comes to skiing, snowboarding (basically anything that wont let him have his two feet firmly set on the ground), but makes up for that with a natural talent at other sports. He was the best sprinter of his previous school. Even if he wouldn't really confess it, he feels a bit overwhelmed and nervous around people that are way above him in the social ladder. He doesn't exactly like having been sent to this school as he doesn't agree with the idea of gaining friends based on their background and the size of their wallet.

 

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Name: Tadashi Kumoide

 

Appearance:

 

Hair: blond-brown

 

Eyes: hazel brown

 

Age: 17

 

Background information:

 

Tadashi is the oldest son of the President of Kumoide Enterprises. His father owes an internationally renown luxury hotel chain around the world. His mother regularly appears in glossy magazines while attending charity events. Both parents hope that Tadashi will meet the "right" people at the boarding school he is attending, especially his mother wants her eldest to meet a "pretty rich young socialite". Tadashi has a younger brother, Shin, who is twelve-years-old. He also attends the boarding school and is rather clingy, but Tadashi has little patience for him.

 

School life:

 

Tadashi has a solitary room at the top of the Eda Dormitory with his own small balcony. He's the class president, but usually delegates all the boring work to the vice president, his good friend Kain. Tadashi is popular with both boys and girls and is on several sport teams. He's a mediocre pupil and has the occasional detention for forgetting his homework. He's laid-back, easy going and usually always has a smart remark to make. He's comfortable with his life at the academy, especially because he doesn't have his father breathing down his neck and expencting excellence from him at all times. Is always up for mischief. At the moment he is the undefeated captain of the swim team.

 

Need to know:

 

Tadashi loves to snowboard and hear heavy metal and Goth music. He plays the piano and likes to read, but downplays this in front of his friends to remain "cool". He easily makes friends and is most comfortable when he's the center of attention and because of this, he doesn't appreciate anyone challenging him and endangering his ego. What no one knows is that he regularly writes a blog, where he posts pictures and sometimes includes poems that reflect the mood he's in.

[Katla]

I can't believe they would force me to come to this school. Mom, dad... why on earth would you think I'd fit in here?

 

Shin sighed for about the millionth time that morning, and it had only just begun. He had woken up early for the first class he was going to attend in this overly fancy school. Advanced English was something he was good with, well any class was something that seemed to come naturally to the young male, so Shin wasn't worried at all about that part. What he worried about was being in an environment that somehow did not suit him at all. He had arrived late the evening before, and had been swiftly escorted to his room which was at the second top floor. Thankfully it seemed like he was going to be alone in the room, yet the sheer massive size of it had made the teen's mouth almost fall to the floor. For a second he had simply stood in the doorway while stammering a question about whether this was really his room. The boy had always felt secure and happy with his own room at home, which had been spacious enough; yet this ... massive space seemed just ridiculous! He was sure he could play tennis in there without having to worry about crashing into the walls!

 

Everything was of a mixture of white and golden colours, something to even furthermore enhance the feel of 'richness'. Even if he didn't have a balcony, like some of the exclusive students did, he still had a very big window to admire the view from. His bed was big enough to host three people, and was just as soft as it had looked upon first inspection. To be honest, he was a bit afraid of disappearing into that soft mattress and being buried alive underneath a pile of unneeded pillows which were used for decoration and extra comfort. What do they think I am? The princess of the bean? To his delight, he had discovered this morning that he had his own private bathroom, which was also big and spacious with both a luxurious bathtub (that looked more like a hot tub to him) and a shower big enough to host two people easily. Heck he could probably throw a party in there.

 

"Honestly, I feel like my ass isn't even worthy of sitting on this golden toilet. How troublesome."

 

After washing his face and doing the regular bathroom routine, he looked at his own reflection in the mirror. Golden eyes, seemingly reflecting the same rich golden colour decorating his room, stared back at him with criticism reflected within the gaze. You honestly think you can ever belong here? The same question he had asked himself over and over as he had entered the freaking castle which was the school. Will you ever gain any friends? Fear made his stomach knot, as even if he did enjoy solitary up to a point; he honestly wasn't sure if he could live through this fancy place without gaining a single friend. And how was he supposed to befriend people who were used to lives like these? Sure he wasn't poor, but heck he wasn't filthy rich either!

 

With yet another heavy sigh, he abandoned the mocking mirror and got dressed in the school uniform. It fit him well, and he was thankful for not being crammed into something uncomfortable. His hair seemed to refuse to obey him, and as per usual looked like he had just rolled out of bed. Grabbing his bag, he took in a deep breath, and then exited the room to go see the principal who would be giving him some guidance.

 

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"We have no worries about you, Hadarame-kun. You will fit in just perfectly with the other students."

 

The principal, an elderly man whom looked very stern, smiled at the obviously 'out of place' teen who sat in front of him.

 

"Ah .. yeah.. I guess."

 

Shin mumbled down into his chest, feeling doubt still poking and prodding at his mind. He had been told about the rules and shown on a map where everything was. It wasn't really that much different to other school rules, although this was the first time he'd be living in a dorm. So he had to get used to the whole 'being back inside of his room before 10pm, no loud music after 11pm etc' rules that were laid out in front of him.

 

"Alright, I'll escort you to your first class. Not much has passed of it yet. And don't worry about the semester having already begun two weeks ago, I have seen your grades and you will be quick to catch up."

 

Again Shin mumbled something incoherent, but got up to follow the tall man. Even if Shin himself reached almost 5'9", that principal managed to top him by an inch or two. They walked slowly towards the classroom, the hallway seemingly endless. Shin busied himself with staring wide eyed at statues and paintings and other things that probably cost more than his whole house. I should make sure not to get clumsy inside the building. I don't think I could afford that. Finally they stopped outside of a door, and the principal knocked. Almost immediately the door was opened, and a beautiful middle aged brunette stood in the doorway. Her name was Miyavi Tsuno, the teacher of Advanced English. She exchanged greetings with both the principal and Shin, and gave the nervous teen a reassuring smile, thinking he was rather cute looking but also that he looked like a scared puppy. The principal left after feeling assured that things were going to be going according to plan, and that left poor Shin at the mercy of the teacher whom seemed overly eager to introduce him to his class. She ushered him inside ahead of her, causing the teen to almost stumble over his own feet, before he turned to face the class. And he immediately held his breath and looked down.

 

"Alright class! This is Hadarame Shin! He is our new student, and I expect you all to treat him nicely! Hadarame-kun, would you like to say something?"

 

His face turned a bit red, the colour growing from faint pink to pure red as he dared to look up again. His mouth twitched in what was supposed to be a smile as he wondered what the heck he was supposed to say at this point.

 

"I..ah.. I'm Hadarame Shin. Nice to... uhm, meet you all."

 

His low voice barely managed to spread around the classroom, and his obvious discomfort earned him a few snickers from a small part of the students. His amber eyes ran quickly over the classroom before settling on the teacher, waiting on what she would say more.

 

"Alright then! Kumoide-kun, can you please stand up?"

 

She would wait for the blond-brown haired male to stand up, before she'd turn to Shin again.

 

"That is the class president, and if you need anything you can ask him. Kumoide-kun, I expect you to help him out with whatever he needs and perhaps take a few minutes out of your busy schedule to show him around after class."

 

Shin swallowed as he looked at the class president. Had he been one of the few he had heard snickering before? This Kumoide fellow looked very ...pretty for a guy if Shin could use that word. His golden eyes looked curiously into the hazel ones, but Shin was not a guy who would ever win a staring contest; and therefore looked away quickly again.

 

"Hadarame-kun, there is a seat free right behind Kumoide-kun. Lucky you huh?"

 

What is up with this perky woman? I thought the teachers were supposed to be as stuck up as the school itself. Shin nodded curtly at what she said, and then hurriedly made his way towards his seat. He didn't look at anyone, but knew that people were staring and whispering about him. 'Cute', 'weird', 'funny', 'stupid' were just the few words he managed to catch before he sat down and let out a small huff of air.

[Gatichan]

Tadashi yawned widely, not caring that everyone who cared to look – and there were many inside the cavernous canteen of the Amaterasu Academy – would be able to see all the way down into his stomach and guess at the contents of it.

 

“Tadi-san,” his little brother Shin whined, trying to snuggle against his side again, his wide green eyes pitiful as he gripped Tadashi’s royal blue blazer. Somewhere across the canteen, someone dropped a tray and when it loudly cluttered to the floor, Shin let out a cross between a mewing cat and frightened cockerel.

 

Annoyed, Tadashi shoved his brother back and rolled his eyes. “God, you moron! If I knew you were going to be such a wimp, I never would have let you stay up last night to watch the Suicide Club. Now shut up, or piss off- you’re getting on my nerves,” he growled, holding out his hand for Kain, his best friend and class vice-president to slap.

 

“What’s up? And…puked yet?” Kain grinned, but rolled his eyes when Shin whimpered again and his eyes filled with tears.

 

“Ignore him,” Aya waved her hand carelessly, battering her eyelashes at Tadashi while her best friend Hikage began to openly drool over Kain.

 

“Tadi-san…”

 

“Go away! If you keep this shit up, I’ll commit suicide myself,” Tadashi moaned, gripping his blond hair and pulling at it, made a comical face that had everyone around him laughing. Shin burst into tears and ran away, accompanied by mock-aws from his brother’s friends.

 

“Well really, was that necessary?” Miyako, the class treasurer, asked with a sigh.

 

“Yeah, it was, otherwise he’d have remained glued to me for the rest of the day,” Tadashi knew, biting into his buttered toast as the bell for class chimed above. “So! Who’s brilliant idea was it to have a secret film night over at my place?”

 

“Ta-da-shi! Ta-da-shi!” his friends cheered and he smirked contentedly. Life was fun.

 

Here at the Amaterasu Academy, Tadashi felt free. No stupid father who kept telling him to “give his all” for the next examination, no mother who fussed and made sure that he wasn’t caught wearing the same thing twice within the space of two months- here he could pretty much do as he pleased. And since he was class president, there was a comfortable room of leniency that the teachers allowed for him. And having a father who regularly donated an impressive sum to the boarding school to reassure that his son passed the year, Tadashi had little to worry or care about. Yawning widely again, he didn’t notice the golden and sparkling chandeliers that hung above the central meeting hall where the main staircase met, didn’t see the priceless art paintings on the walls, or the trophy collection that he and his teammates had managed to win for the school. Tadashi was used to a certain lifestyle and the Amaterasu Academy was like a second home to him.

 

As they climbed the stairs to their class, Kain decently slipped Tadashi his Advanced English homework with a knowing wink. Tadashi grinned sheepishly- of course he hadn’t done his work and he was already dangerously close to receiving yet another detention from Miyavi Tsuno, their overly-enthusiastic teacher. Yawning a final time before he stepped into the classroom, Tadashi waved and pointed around coolly as more and more of his classmates who had attended the secret-because-illegal film night inside his spacious top floor bedroom called out to him and whistled their approval of the film. Falling into his seat somewhere near the back of the classroom where he could comfortably dream and plan his next grand coup, Tadashi accepted the in-ear earphones that Aya held out to him. Trying not to pull a muscle when he realized it was crappy pop music, he began to nod his head in time to the beat just to make her smile happily. When their teacher breezed into the room, however, he hastily returned the music.

 

“Alright, class,” she smiled around happily after she’d taken attendance. “Today is a special day because you’re about to receive a new classmate-”

 

“New kid, new kid!” Tadashi hollered out and the class cracked up when Kain began to whistle out the Darth Vadar melody.

 

The teacher frowned. “Not funny, you too. You’d better behave and give him a warm welcome when he does get here. Now, since you’re so lively this morning, Kumoide-kun, why don’t you read out your short summary of the Satanic Verses excerpt we were discussing last week?” she suggested, condemning Tadashi to hell.

 

With an audible groan and making a huge show of opening his small notebook case, Tadashi took his time rummaging around for Kain’s homework, which was actually already laying on the table in front of him- why hurry, if that way the class would pass faster? When his teacher pointedly cleared her throat, warning Tadashi not to overstep the mark, he pretended to only just realize where his supposed homework had been all the time. Aya and Hikage giggled as he held it up and opened his mouth to read. When a loud knock sounded at the door just then, Tadashi dropped his sheet and with a horrified expression, pointed at the door.

“SATAN!!!” The entire class roared and Kain slapped him a high five as their teacher sighed, but hurried to open the door. Snorting, Tadashi shook his head when he saw the sorry excuse of a new pupil stumble into the class. “A bit short for the Prince of Darkness, isn’t he?” he muttered, causing some snickers among his friends.

 

“More like princ-ess,” Kain agreed, making Tadahsi guffaw.

 

Of course the class teacher had to go and call Tadashi out to give the new kid someone to tug after. When the new boy turned to look at him nervously, Tadashi stared him down imperiously. The new guy was cute handsome, in a shy way, and the fact that this adjective had flown through his mind while glaring at the other boy angered Tadashi, making him stare all the more. With quite some satisfaction, he saw the other lower his gaze- another sheep. Nodding at whatever the teacher was saying, Tadashi sat down again and, for whatever reason, was thankfully excused from reading Kain’s homework sheet as the teacher went on to over-enthusiastically ask the new guy about himself. Tearing a piece of paper out his block, Tadashi waited more or less patiently until the teacher had stopped pestering the new guy. Quickly folding up a small airplane, Tadashi sent it flying, snorting when it landed inside the guy’s unruly hair. What a dweeb. Waving with an enormous smile on his face when the other guy turned around, Tadashi waited to see the new guy’s response when he read what Tadashi had sent him.

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[Katla]

If Shin thought he would get lucky and have a decent human-being to show him around, then he was sorely mistaken. The class president looked anything but welcoming, and it was with a great deal of willpower only that Shin managed to actually make it to his seat without checking what stood written on that piece of paper sent his way. What is this, kindergarten? This wasn't something unusual at all for the silent teen, and he was actually quite glad that he got to know right at the first day whom to stay away from. Obviously, that class president Tadashi Kumoide was a fellow that should be avoided like the plague itself. The nervous knot at the pit of Shin's stomach was probably not going to be loosening up any time soon, yet that nervousness was slowly starting to fade from his expression and the usual 'stoic' Shin was now staring at a smiling and waving Tadashi. Was the other boy that eager to see his reaction to what stood on the paper? With a soft sigh, he simply crumbled the paper up into a small ball and promptly threw it at Tadashi's head. There were a few small gasps from the audience, as people wondered if Shin knew just 'whom' he was picking a fight with. Not only the most popular guy in the school, but also the richest one whom possessed a lot of power. Enough power to make a newcomer wish he had never even breathed in the same air as Tadashi. Yet, Shin hardly even blinked after the action, but only stated in a very flat tone as if he was telling Tadashi what he had had for breakfast.

 

"Seems like you lost your paper."

 

And with that, he calmly started to take up his reading book, notebook and pencils and prepare to take notes for the class. Tadashi was ignored as easily as one would ignore a light poke in the shoulder. If he would say something more at this point, he would not get any reaction. Not even a flicker of an eyelash would betray Shin's expression or otherwise silent and cool manner. It wasn't until people actually touched him that he would react at all, and he didn't always react too well when touched without permission. He was a master at silently averting the attention from himself, and he hoped the case would be the same with this school. As soon as the bullies would notice that he did not give one single care and only wished to disappear into the shadows and not get in anyone's way, they'd get bored and find something else to do. In worst case scenario, he'd have to beat that Tadashi kid's ass and then get to be left alone (or expelled), yet he hoped it wouldn't come to that. The amber eyed teen was after all not a violent person at heart, but only wished to be left alone if people didn't intend to befriend him.

 

"Alright Hadarame-kun. We were last week discussing Satanic Verses excerpt, but I am sure an excellent student like yourself can easily pick up. I saw your grade sheet on the office and I have to say I felt impressed and not at all bothered to have you join in when the semester had already started! So now we are talking abut -.."

 

Shin stared in silent horror at the brunette, completely missing out on anything else she had to say; his golden orbs slightly wide while he was wondering if she had actually said what he thought she had said. Was she -trying- to make him a target? Had she not been a student herself and experienced how it was be to be the non-popular kid that actually did homework? And right now he was not only that, but also the new kid whom had no allies whatsoever within the class room. This is the end of my life as a student here. Before I even begun, my chance of survival was shot down. Already the snickering around him was intensifying, and he could hear the murmuring of 'teacher pet' here and there.

 

Yet another sigh escaped the youth this morning (which had just begun), as he rubbed his forehead before running his fingers through his unruly hair. He couldn't let himself give up, even when things were starting to get rough right at the first day. He owed his parents to at least try and settle in. Not that he had actually -asked- to be sent to this place. This was starting to feel like a punishment instead of a 'social push-up'.

 

Another paper air plane landed near him, this time on his desk rather than in his hair. Shin groaned inwardly and looked slowly around to see who the culprit was this time, yet no one seemed to look suspicious. A girl with short blonde hair smiled quickly his way, yet he couldn't determine whether it was a mocking or friendly smile, so he quickly looked away again. Without giving anyone any unneeded satisfaction by checking what was written on the paper, he promptly pushed it away with his pencil and started to take notes. This class was going to be slooooooooow to pass, he knew that already as he could still hear whispering around him. What on earth was going to happen during break. He couldn't help but wonder that, as he knew that the teacher was right now the only thing between him and the class president and all of his friends. The minutes ticked by, his pencil scribbled faster and faster on the paper, yet the knot kept tightening in his stomach.

 

If only people could just leave him alone.

 

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[Gatichan]

Tadashi hadn’t expected the smart-assed response of the loser new kid. And if there was one thing that he hated more than dilettante little brothers, it was Smart Alec’s who thought themselves superior to those around him. Baring his teeth as scandalous gasps went up from his classmates and every single head turned to him for guidance because, as class president, Tadashi had the power to condemn or welcome new kids. And with this show of utter and total disrespect on the new kid’s side, Tadashi had never felt more satisfaction as he held his hands up in a gesture that said “Hey, I tried my best, I was nice” and, like a Roman Emperor, held his right hand out and turned his thumb down.

 

Kyou leaned in from the side. “Hey- do you want the guys and me to rough that arrogant bastard up?” he asked in a low voice and beside him, Kain nodded enthusiastically, making his knuckles crack. Tadashi knew that hospitalizing the new kid would immediately be put into effect if he allowed it, but he wasn’t going to let the little princess off so lightly. Not after he’d left Tadashi looking like a fool.

 

“Hold onto that idea- I’ve got a better idea,” he whispered back, tugging his best friend’s block closer towards him and leaning over it, began to write a decree. As class president, he would make sure that no one in his class or the other’s came to the stupid idea of befriending the new kid. And, as always when it came to any form of work that had nothing to do with schoolwork, Tadashi did it marvelously. When Kain leaned in from the side, he gave Tadashi an approving look. Passing the paper to him, Tadashi nodded, signaling that the paper ought to be handed around the class and later passed on to the parallel courses.

 

The rules he had written out were simple enough: The New Kid is a persona non grata. No one will talk to him. Everyone will ignore him. No one will show him around, tell him how things work and no one will eat together with, help or in any other way show sympathy towards him. Glaring around his class and waiting to see that everyone who had read the paper gave him a nod that they understood. The only spoilsport was Miyako who, after she’d read the letter, write a small one and tossed it onto the new kid’s table. Tadashi’s eyes narrowed, but Aya turned around and promised to sort her girlfriend out during the break. Bitch. But he needn’t have worried- the new kid paid the note as little attention as he’d played Tadashi’s.

 

Right then the teacher opened her mouth and began to praise the new kid and Tadashi slapped his forehead and groaned. Could the new kid be an even bigger loser? He sounded like the perfect A pupil, a little goody-two-shoes and just the way he sat there, diligently taking notes, sitting bolt upright, paying attention- a total dork. When the bell for the next period, mathematics II, sounded, everyone got up and, as Tadashi had expected, everyone made a wide arc around the new kid. As soon as their teacher had walked out the classroom, Tadashi, ever the perfect class president, formally walked over to the new kid’s desk. Silence settled around the classroom as everyone waited for him to speak.

 

“Well Hadarame-kun,” he said politely with a mock-sad expression on his face, his voice carrying around the classroom. None of their classmates had dared to leave yet. “I sent you a letter and asked you if you wanted to come sit with my friends during lunch time, but since you so ungracefully turned my offer down, I guess we’re not good enough for a stuck-up prig like you.” Leaning down close so that his face was in front of the new kid’s Tadashi let his face fall. “I’m going to make your life here at Amaterasu a living hell. You have no idea whose hand you just slapped away.” And with that, he turned around and snapped his fingers. Sauntering out the classroom, he smirked when he heard the hastily shuffling footsteps following him towards their next class.

[Katla]

Something bad was going to be happening. Shin could almost taste the atmosphere as it turned darker and heavier. He knew he shouldn't push his luck, yet how was he supposed to act in a situation like this? Perhaps I pushed a bit too far? He had noticed previously that a note had been passed out throughout the class, and it felt like he was (well of course) the center of attention in regards to that note. For what felt like the millionth time that morning, he let out a sigh and wondered what the heck he had found himself stuck in. The bell rung at that exact moment, and like the rest of the students he started to gather his things and put them in his bag. However, something strange was going on in there, as when the students started to get up they made sure to not come near him at all. Rather it was as if he was being avoided on purpose. Tsk so that's what the note said. So they are all tamed by now? He watched the teacher walk out, almost wanting to point out that he might just get killed at any given minute, yet he held his tongue. He wasn't going to be whining to anyone.

 

Suddenly, the class president was there. “Well Hadarame-kun,” Shin looked behind the pretty face and noticed that all of the students were staring at the two of them, obviously expecting a show down of some sort. “I sent you a letter and asked you if you wanted to come sit with my friends during lunch time, but since you so ungracefully turned my offer down, I guess we’re not good enough for a stuck-up prig like you.” I'll believe that when lying in my cold grave you bastard. His teeth were grit together, yet he managed to hold back the temper. For now. The expression on the class president's face made Shin's fist itch to punch without even waiting one second, but instead he only held tightly onto his bag. The prettier they are, the more rotten the soul. That was something he had come to know from previous situations, and he saw that there would be no exceptions here.

 

His back automatically stiffened into a more straight position as Tadashi's face moved closer to his. “I’m going to make your life here at Amaterasu a living hell. You have no idea whose hand you just slapped away.” Shin blinked, then blinked again. Was that ... a declaration of war? He watched that arrogant sonuvabitch turn around like he was the queen of England and snap his fingers so that the loyal dogs immediately followed him.

 

A very dumbfound Shin was left behind, but once he came to realize just what he had heard, the anger started broiling. So that class president was used to getting his way and terrorizing people? He stood up and let out a small growling sound as he swung his bag over his shoulder and stormed out of the classroom. He's sorely mistaken if he thinks he can make me flop onto my back and present my tummy for scratching. I will make that pretty little bitch eat his own words. Shin might seem like a very harmless guy when he was shy and timid, heck he probably looked just like the nerd he was made out to be. But underneath the clothes were lean and wiry muscles he had trained since he was young throughout all sorts of different activities. And oh boy he had had his share of fights, as he never submitted to those who liked bullying. Either people left him alone, or he would fight until they'd learn that it was simply best to leave him alone. No matter how many he went up against or how badly beaten up he got, Shin would never stop until he would get his point across.

 

Let's see, Math II was in this classroom.

 

He confidently walked towards the classroom, purposely ignoring it as two girls giggled while obviously avoiding being near him. He didn't even need to listen in on the whispering to know that bad things were being said about him. He looked over the classroom, saw two guys hover over the class president as he sat at his table. These two guys seemed to be his closest 'dogs', and it was to his favour that neither was really paying attention when he entered the classroom. Otherwise it might not have been as easy to approach Tadashi. His expression was dark, his amber eyes cold as he walked with strong steps towards the destination. A few scared whispers tickled at his ears, as he knew that people were starting to notice just where he was going. And nobody seemed to quite believe that he was actually going to be standing up against -that- guy -again-!

 

Like an angered bull, he used his strength and own body weight to very promptly push the two males away from his path, before he slammed his bag down onto Tadashi's table. And then he brought his own face close down to Tadashi's. His amber eyes stared hard into the hazel orbs, before he spoke loudly enough for anyone to hear.

 

"Listen. I don't give a shit what you do with your obedient little herd of zombies, and I truly hope you will stick by your words and leave me alone from here on. Because I sure as heck don't want anything to do with a bossy and arrogant, mean natured prick like you. Fuck I knew I'd encounter spoiled brats in this school but this just does it. Do you always pretend like you are God's gift to humankind? I am sure you can have your dogs beat me up, but do you have the guts to step outside with me? Or is it perhaps too much to ask that you get your hands dirtied? Do you know anything else but how to command others to do your bidding?"

 

He knew he was overstepping his 'boundaries' right now. He knew he was not going to be escaping easily from this situation. Yet he couldn't stop himself. He knew that no one else had probably ever dared saying anything back at that person, and that even fuelled his willpower and determination more. That class president was the exact type of person he hated the most, and he wanted nothing more at this moment than to introduce that pretty face to his fist. Someone grabbed onto his arm and yanked him away from Tadashi, and Shin knew that things were quickly about to get down. It was all a matter of what 'his highness' would do, or how quickly the teacher would get in there.

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[Gatichan]

Tadashi saw the new kid enter mathematics II looking for a fight and arched an eyebrow mildly. In front of him, totally unaware of the mini pit-bull that had entered the classroom, Kain and Kyou were arguing about what was the best course of action- should they beat the new kid up when he was trying to enter his bedroom at night, or right after class was over? For the time being, Tadashi was only half-heartedly listening, since he was far more interested in finding out what the hell the new kid thought he was doing coming towards him. Hadn’t he understood his message at all?

 

It was a good thing that Tadashi had been facing the front, because when the new kid shoved Kain and Kyou aside brutishly and his two friends yelped, Tadashi at least wasn’t surprised. And even though he never would have admitted it, the new kid did seem to have spunk to come over and dump his cheap bag in front of Tadashi’s nose and lean in.

 

"Listen. I don't give a shit what you do with your obedient little herd of zombies, and I truly hope you will stick by your words and leave me alone from here on. Because I sure as heck don't want anything to do with a bossy and arrogant, mean natured prick like you. Fuck I knew I'd encounter spoiled brats in this school but this just does it. Do you always pretend like you are God's gift to humankind? I am sure you can have your dogs beat me up, but do you have the guts to step outside with me? Or is it perhaps too much to ask that you get your hands dirtied? Do you know anything else but how to command others to do your bidding?"

 

Dead silence followed this statement. Behind the new kid’s back, Tadashi could see that several of the girls’ mouths had dropped open. No one, him included, had expected this reply or reaction. And then, as Kain finally reacted and grabbed a hold of the new guy’s arm, yanking him and twisting it backwards painfully, Tadashi finally responded: leaning his head back, he burst out laughing heartily. Oh God, was this new kid for real?? He didn’t have the least idea who Tadashi even was, but he was sprouting such crap? Tadashi, whose father had business relations that went all the way up to the Prime Minister of Japan, who rubbed elbows with other important politicians, sport stars, celebrities and celebrities around the world, who could have crushed any business under his foot if he was bored enough to- he was being threatened by this puny, insignificant pimple on the backside of humanity? He was breathing into Tadashi’s face and pretending he actually stood a chance against him? Oh please- what other response had he been expecting?

 

As some murmurs went up around the classroom and some of the tension abated, Tadashi opened his eyes. Seeing that more of the male pupils in his class were flexing their fists and stepping closer, he held up his hand and shook his head slightly, indicating that he could deal with this featherweight by himself. Folding his hands behind his head, Tadashi tilted backwards with his chair and scrunched up his nose, as if he’d smelled something unpleasant.

 

"First and foremost, New Kid-tan," he smirked, hoping he was infuriating the guy opposite him for this lack of respect. "You really ought to brush your teeth. Three times a day at the least, or at least you could have the decency to pop a sweet into your mouth before polluting other people’s air. Secondly,"

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,” he yawned. "I don’t need my friends, not dogs- honestly, out of which hole in the boonies did you crawl out from? – to take care of you, because I can do that by myself. Thirdly, I was actually planning on ignoring you because you’re not important to me, but since you’ve decided to show your ugly face again, I might as well change my mind. Fourthly," he said as he stood up and kicked the new kid’s bag to the floor, gathering up his own one. "I don’t mind skipping classes, but do you?" he drawled and with that, he walked around the new kid and sauntered out the classroom.

 

He thought he could hear footsteps hurrying after him, but Tadashi didn’t turn around. “Not here,” he said, reaching up to loosen his black and royal blue striped tie. “We can sort this out on the fields below. There’s a corner where no one will see us and there we can sort this matter out in a matter of seconds.” The new kid didn’t have to know that Tadashi had a black belt in karate and even though he was pretty confident that he’d beat the other kid without any problems, Tadashi had to grin: it had been a while since he’d felt such an adrenaline rush in a while. This New Kid, although officially a pain in the ass, might actually bring some life to the daily routine that had sneaked into his life here at the academy.

 

Walking slowly down the corridor, right towards the main staircase, down it and then turning to the right towards the back entrance that would lead him and his shadow out onto the fields, Tadashi began to whistle. Anything was better than mathematics II. It surprised him quite a bit that such a goody-two-shoes would be interested in skipping class for a punching fight, but so be it: Tadashi wasn’t one to back down. Pushing against the heavy door, without turning around he pointed upwards towards one of the many cameras that had been put up around the school to secure the security of Japan’s future leaders. Walking onwards until he came to a small cluster of trees, Tadashi stepped through them and entered a small clearing. Crossing it, he shrugged out his blazer and tossing it and his bag to the floor, turned around to roll up his sleeves. Sure enough, the new kid was just entering the clearing and Tadashi sighed. In reality, he hated getting his hands dirty, but this guy needed to be taught some respect. Raising his fists, he beckoned the other guy closer.

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It was a surprise to Shin that the class president seemed to refrain from using his lackeys to beat him up. Honestly, he thought he was done pushing the matter at hand a lot already; and therefore could scarcely hide his surprise as the other male shook his head slightly when the other males were starting to crowd in. "First and foremost, New Kid-tan," Shin's eyebrow twitched from annoyance, but he strove to control his facial expressions. It would only be to the other male's satisfaction if he'd manage to rile Shin up more with his words. "You really ought to brush your teeth. Three times a day at the least, or at least you could have the decency to pop a sweet into your mouth before polluting other people’s air. Secondly" If Shin hadn't been held pretty securely he might have jumped back and checked his breath. But I brushed my teeth this morning! That prick is just trying to embarrass me! And honestly it was working. Even an introvert as himself couldn't help but turn a bit red from shame at listening to these words, and then the snickering and laughing from the people around them. This guy has the forked tongue of a snake. But it was something a bit unusual for Shin to allow someone else to bait him so easily. Just what was it about this laid back class president that made Shin's head swirl with annoyance?

 

"I don’t need my friends, not dogs- honestly, out of which hole in the boonies did you crawl out from? – to take care of you, because I can do that by myself. Thirdly, I was actually planning on ignoring you because you’re not important to me, but since you’ve decided to show your ugly face again, I might as well change my mind. Fourthly," Shin glared as the other male stood up, and he barely even registered the action of his bag being kicked down. But within that glare was also pleasure, as he hadn't even dared to hope that this prissy guy would accept his challenge. Naturally, Shin failed to grasp that there might be something he could be missing. Like for an example, that really rich people learned all sorts of self-defenses in order to protect themselves and their wealth. The amber eyed boy was simply anticipating yet another street fight, as those fights he was good at and used to. He had honestly never been up against anything else than that.

 

"I don’t mind skipping classes, but do you?" Tadashi hit a sore spot there, as Shin hadn't even thought that far ahead. He had to keep his grades good in order to keep staying at this elite school, as even if his parents managed to somewhat pay up all the bills; he still needed to prove himself worthy of being there since he wasn't one of the filthy rich ones. I can make up for it later. He would just make sure not to tell his parents that anything was wrong, since he didn't want them to worry. He knew that they depended on him staying in that school in order to gain some good influences and allies. Boy was he doing all the wrong things on the first day.

 

"Sure, I'll live."

 

The words had been grumbled out before he was let go. Immediately he picked up his bag, threw a cold glare towards the boy who had held him, and then followed the class president out of the classroom. It'd be good if it was just going to be the two of them, as then Shin wouldn't have to worry about being jumped by a third party. “We can sort this out on the fields below. There’s a corner where no one will see us and there we can sort this matter out in a matter of seconds.”

 

"Sounds perfect to me."

 

He was very content with that. After all, if a teacher would see a fight going on there was trouble to be expected. Trouble that could be spelled out as e-x-p-u-l-s-i-o-n. And Shin doubted that someone like Tadashi would get expelled, but rather be patted on the head as he was told sweetly not to do that again. As they walked on, Shin shrugged his blazer off and took off the tie before loosening up the first three buttons on his white shirt and rolling up his sleeves. While doing that, he also kept an eye on the other male's back as he didn't fully trust him. So far he had proved to be a mean prick whom seemed to be the puppeteer of the entire class, and who knew what kind of a dirty trick that kind of a person would be capable of throwing. Who knew I'd be fighting someone on my first day here. And the class president at that.... mom, dad, I'm sorry. Yet as he thought that, a butterfly of excitement was fluttering at the bottom of his stomach. Very few things felt as wonderful as the adrenaline of a good fight. They finally entered the clearing, and Shin stopped while looking at his opponent. Casually the clothing and bag were dropped onto the ground.

 

"Perhaps you aren't as much of a prissy guy as I thought you were, since you are willing to fight a low-life like myself. I'm amazed you would even consider getting those pure white hands dirtied by blood that wasn't of the same high calibre as yours. That is, if you do manage to get a punch in."

 

His voice was a bit teasing, and for the first time that day, a small smile (more of a smirk) played across Shin's lips. Even when he said these bold words, he had noted to himself that Tadashi had a rather strong stance as he stood there waiting. Perhaps the longer haired guy wasn't entirely wet behind the ears when it came to fighting. But that realization only fired up Shin's blood more. It was obvious that he was supposed to make the first move, and he decided that he was fine with that. Inhaling and exhaling slowly a few times to further relax himself, he took on an offensive stance before sprinting onward; using his speed to his advantage as he would throw a low aimed punch at Tadashi's abdomen at the same second he would get into range. For a street fighter, that move would be very quick and it was obvious that his other arm was ready to spring into action also for further offensive moves or defensive manoeuvres. His footwork wasn't bad either, as he was all too familiar with people that tried to knock him off balance when fighting.

 

But the real question was, would this be enough for someone of Tadashi's level?

 

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"Perhaps you aren't as much of a prissy guy as I thought you were, since you are willing to fight a low-life like myself. I'm amazed you would even consider getting those pure white hands dirtied by blood that wasn't of the same high caliber as yours. That is, if you do manage to get a punch in."

 

The new kid just didn’t know when to stop, did he? Tadashi began to hop up and down on the balls of his feet. By then, he was really itching for a fight. And while during his karate classes he had always had to stop when it had begun to get really good, his trainer never having allowed him to have carried on after he had knocked his opponent to the floor, this time Tadashi swore to himself that he wouldn’t stop there, but go further. This new kid needed to have a good rubbing down if he was going to learn to respect Tadashi. That was another neat side-effect of being the kid of such a rich father: the coaches that Tadashi Senior had bought him weren’t your run-of-the-mill, fresh-out-of-college zeros out to earn a bit of money, but former military agents, mean guys with mean tricks. And while during those various training sessions where Tadashi’s father had spied in to make sure that his money was being put to good use, the times when his father hadn’t been present, Tadashi had been taught quite a few illegal and suavely illegal moves. Muay thai, krav maga- he had really been taught by the best.

 

“How about you stop wasting my time and finally show me what you’ve got? You know: put your money where your mouth is. You sure do have a lot of nerves to believe you could go up against me and not expect me to rise to the challenge. I honestly don’t know where you’ve lived before, but here at Amaterasu, I’m the one who leads the way. I refuse to have a noob like you undermining my authority. And believe me, I’m not going to be the one walking away with a broken nose and cracked ribs, loser- that’s gonna be you. So come on- come and try to hit me. You know what? You can even throw the first punch…if you don’t trip over your own geek feet and fall face-flat by accident,” Tadashi snickered.

 

He waited for the new guy to come closer…and was almost the one who really did land up with a fist decorating his nose. Well, arrogance really did come before the fall. While the new kid had run towards him, his fist outstretched as he aimed for Tadashi’s stomach, the class president had automatically lowered his hands to block the blow. But at the last possible moment, the new kid had veered his arm around and aimed it at his face. Tadashi realized almost too late and only just managed to move his head to the side. The punch avoided his face, but the fist landed against his ear and stung…and made him titter backwards as the world began to spin dizzily.

 

Blinking, momentarily lost and shocked that the new kid seemed to really have even a slight motion of hand to hand combat, Tadashi swallowed down the rising anger within him. The blow against his ear had hurt like hell because there had been a lot of power behind it…which told him that underneath the lanky guy’s clothes, the new guy actually had muscles. And that made Tadashi make some new calculations. He wasn’t up against a wimp, but against someone who weighed round about as much as he did…which meant this fight would be interesting. Passing the back of his left arm over his nose, Tadashi spat down at the floor when the trees around him stopped jumping around.

 

“Lucky strike. Game’s over though now, punk.”

 

Reaching backwards with his right hand, Tadashi jumped forward with his arm raised. As he’d anticipated, the new guy ducked rather elegantly – suave, Tadashi thought admiringly, but then gritted his teeth: why the HELL was he actually admiring the new guy??! – to the side. But Tadashi had expected this and dropping his arm as he quickly shifted his weight to his right leg, he let out a short, loud cry as he turned sideways and kicked up and out with his left leg, managing to strike the other boy in the chest. Since he’d put as much power as he could into the kick, he sent the new guy flying backwards and with a low growl, Tadashi threw himself at the new kid: this was going to be fun…

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The high of the fight started reaching his mind the moment he felt his first blow blocked by the class president's hands. Not bad. If the other was capable of keeping up with this speed, it only confirmed Shin's suspicion that this was not Tadashi's first fight. But he was in for a surprise if he thought that Shin was only going allow such a block without retaliating. With a huffing sound, he had swung his other arm and been rewarded for the effort as flesh hit flesh with a wonderful thudding sound. His hand ached slightly, yet the punch hadn't connected as hard as he had wanted to. To his great displeasure, the other male seemed to have managed to sway out of the way of the punch enough to protect his face, yet the powerful punch had managed to hit him in the ear and momentarily seemed to throw that pretty faced bastard off his balance. There's more where that came from. He watched the other take a disoriented step back, and there was no denying that Shin had managed to rile up the class president. About time he showed a real emotion. Some good old fashioned anger can do anyone good. Even a brainless doll like him.

 

“Lucky strike. Game’s over though now, punk.”

 

Tsk, what does he think he is? Didn't I just manage to land the first hit? After he had looked so damn smug and full of himself? Shin's own annoyance seemed to get spiked up to a new level, and it almost made him smile with excitement. This match could prove to become very interesting.

 

"Bring it Pretty Face."

 

His morals were high, and he purposely used a nickname he hoped would taunt the other. In fights anything could count, and it was often that you had to rely on the opponent to loose his composure a bit due to rage. It wasn't in long for waiting, although the amber eyed teen wasn't sure if the other had even heard the taunting. It truly seemed like the class president wanted to rip Shin's throat out right now. Just because a measly punch had managed to hit? What an ego. Tadashi struck, Shin steeled himself and ducked underneath the punch; the movement almost felt like something that came automatically to him. It was no news to him to have punches thrown his way, so now he would only have to-

 

"Ugh!"

 

Gasping with eyes wide in surprise, Shin felt something strike his chest hard. He..kicked me?! The air left his lungs in a loud whoosh as he found himself literally being lifted off his feet from the power of the blow, and he was sailing helplessly backwards through the air. The landing on the hard ground was anything but comfortable or smooth, and it did nothing to help him draw fresh air back into his already straining lungs. That had -really- hurt. His eyes closed as his mind began to swim with the lack of oxygen before he finally managed to start controlling the breathing a little bit. Shit, who knew that he was capable of that? A strangled cough escaped his lips as he groaned out with discomfort and the pain that radiated throughout his body. His eyes fluttered open just in time to see the other male lung forward, before landing on top of his sprawled out body. A fist was to be raised in order to punch Shin in the face yet with surprising ease, considering he was still struggling to gain his breath again, he quickly reached up and grabbed onto Tadashi's collar. It was not the first time he would execute a technique like this, where he would use the weight of his opponent's body against themselves to topple them over so that he was the one straddling this time.

 

"Damn that was an impressive kick."

 

He groaned the words out with a hoarse voice as he glared down at the male. Wait I shouldn't be complimenting this prick. His one hand still held onto the collar of Tadashi's shirt, as his other hand was raised up with every intention of striking the opponent's face. Shin was not about to go easy on that guy just because he had managed to momentarily surprise him with some fancy kick. Who knew they taught that kind of stuff in these prissy schools? Did that guy have any more tricks up his sleeves? Because already Shin felt like he had been hit by a truck, and he couldn't help but keep thinking back on that kick and wish he knew how to execute a technique like that. Damn it.

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"Bring it Pretty Face."

 

Amazing- despite everything, the new kid still had the nerves to go and comment his puny little victory? Absolutely antic. This only infuriated Tadashi further and when the new guy stumbled backwards and fell on his tight ass – Tadashi stepped backwards in his mind’s eye and gawked at himself: had he really just given the nerd an adjective to describe his bottom?! What…was…WRONG…with him!??! – he went from standing to flying in instances. This advantage needed to be used well, otherwise he wasn’t Tadashi Kumoide.

 

Falling down onto the new kid heavily, Tadashi saw with obvious satisfaction that he had badly winded the other guy. And he was going to use this, but when the new guy grabbed a firm hold of his collar and actually managed to distract Tadashi, who had been planning on remodeling his new classmate’s nose. But it didn’t come to that, because Tadashi froze up and beneath him, for whatever reason, the new guy didn’t immediately react. And as the strategic part of Tadashi’s brain figured out which move the other male was going to try and execute, the most annoying part of his brain that had been distracting him with pointless observances concerning his opponent chose exactly that moment to inform Tadashi’s nose of the new kid’s aftershave. Mm…smells good…what was it, cedar? Something manly and sexy-

 

Tadashi shook his head- snap out of it!! As the new kid mumbled something about Tadashi’s kick, the class president’s eyes narrowed as he felt the new kid prepare to throw him over his head. The move was clear: toss Tadashi over his shoulder, knock his air out and land on top of him, where the new guy would once again be in the victor’s position. But Tadashi had other plans: he wasn’t about to let some nobody smash his fists happily into his face and stupidly smile at his own demise. Oh no. So when the new kid began to throw him, Tadashi wiggled and twisted, managing to slip out his uniform shirt. Even though he landed on his side and on a stick that stabbed him between the ribs that both tickled and poked him hard at the same time, losing a few buttons as he did, Tadashi landed up shirtless, but free of the new guy’s body weight.

 

Watching as the other guy flipped over, again with more elegance than Tadashi would have given the guy credit for or even believed he had, he couldn’t help but snort out, even though the first part came out as a wheeze due to his side being in pain from his strange flight.

 

“Just what exactly are your intentions, New Kid-tan? Do you want to strip me and rape me? Oh noooo, mommy!! I’m scared!! My enemy has an erection!” he laughed as he scrambled back onto his feet.

 

The other guy was with his back to Tadashi, but once again, when the class president meant to box the other in the side hard, the new kid twisted away and Tadashi landed up punching thin air. And there, for the first time, Tadashi really became unlucky because the new kid landed a nice mean punch directly in his face that sent him sprawling backwards. Cursing as his nose exploded in pain and immediately blood began to flow, Tadashi landed on his back and found himself staring up at the sky and the treetops. Blinking in surprise, startled in disbelief that the other had actually landed such a professional punch, something inside Tadashi broke. That was it- this guy was toast.

 

Moving his hands back beside his head, Tadashi bent his knees and pulling his legs closer towards his chest, pushed down against the ground as if he wanted to make a bridge. Instead, however, he pushed himself off the floor and landing lightly on the balls of his fist again like a panther, his chest and arm muscles rippling, he rose. Wiping away the blood that was dropping onto his upper lip, Tadashi’s eyes were filled with rage. With an enraged cry, he pounced forward.

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Shin grumbled as he felt the grip on the other male slip. He really thought he had him at that point! But this guy was proving to be quite the slippery catch. Obviously his plan was not going to be working as smoothly as he had hoped for. Even when he had a deadly grip on Tadashi's shirt, he kept moving in one direction as the other moved in another one. And Shin found himself sitting on the ground with his back against the other, and stupidly holding onto the shirt of Tadashi in his hand. How the? Was that kid Houdini or something??

 

“Just what exactly are your intentions, New Kid-tan? Do you want to strip me and rape me? Oh noooo, mommy!! I’m scared!! My enemy has an erection!”

 

Shin's face turned beet red with embarrassment as he threw the shirt away. Just like he had been caught doing something bad by simply holding it, and feeling the warmth of the body that had previously occupied the clothing. He heard approaching steps, and with a growl he twisted his body to the side as he ignored the pain in his already bruising chest. I'll make him pay! What does he mean erection! Why the heck did he feel so embarrassed!? Just as his body twisted to the side, he managed to face Tadashi and this time landed a clean and nice punch right in his face. He watched his opponent fall backwards and lay on the ground, his bare chest heaving up and down. Bare... chest... Shin stood and stared with a dumbfound look on his face. ... is it natural for a male to look this good shirtless? His eyes would not stray from Tadashi's half naked form, and Shin felt for the first time ever a bit ... awkward around another person. It was not in his nature to really admire anyone's physique, yet now he found himself gaping at (out of all things) a MALE that he hated? And it was at that moment when he remembered the insult from before. With a heated gaze he yelled out.

 

"You took that shirt off yourself! What are you talking about an erection for?! Like I'd have an erection for another guy!"

 

Shin looked down at himself as if to prove his point, and then he stopped. The class president hadn't really meant his words had he? It had just been an attempt to rile Shin up right? And he had fallen for it like an -idiot-. I feel like such a fool. His eyebrow was twitching wildly from annoyance as he looked slowly up again and at the opponent whom was gaining his footing again. He did it in a rather weird, yet really elegant move that made him pounce upwards like he was a cat. Yet another trick he had been taught at this snobby school? I have seriously underestimated this kid. But there was no way in Hell he would ever admit that out loud. And as Tadashi seemed determined to flex his lean and hard muscles right in front of Shin's eyes, it was getting very hard for the amber eyed teen not to stare a bit more like before. Honestly, had he hit his head when he fell earlier?

 

"Heh you surely look good with blood running down your face. How does it feel to be whooped around by me? Has that royal blood of yours ever got the chance to hit the ground before?"

 

He raised his stance, straightening his back, and ignored any pain that radiated from his chest. He was not going to show the class president that he was in pain. He would only be delivering pain at this point. Tadashi was going to have to walk with a bag over his head after the beating he was about to receive from Shin. Although it'd be a pity to ruin such a pretty face.. stopthatthinking. An equally loud cry of anger escaped his lips as he threw away any logical thought and rushed onward to meet the male head on. He pushed his leg out, sort of skidding against the ground in order to tangle Tadashi's legs with his own at the same moment as he threw out another punch aimed at the other teen's face. He was getting a bit too blinded at this point by the anger of his own embarrassed state, since he truly did not understand what it was that ticked him so much off about this hazel eyed class president. And thus as he threw the punch, he also left himself quite open for a counter attack of any sort.

 

If any innocent bystander had witnessed this fight, he would have thought that both the boys were starting to act like rabid dogs by now!

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"Heh you surely look good with blood running down your face. How does it feel to be whooped around by me? Has that royal blood of yours ever got the chance to hit the ground before?"

 

That just had to be the cherry on the top of insults- this dog! This rabid, stupid, idiotic, moronic, sexy, piss-me-to-hell, goody-two- what, what, what!?!?! Tadashi’s fist made a loud, crunching contact with the new kid’s fine nose and the momentum of his punch made Tadashi carry on, leaving his arm outstretched as he sort of passed the new kid’s head- he hadn’t really just thought of his opponent as sexy…had he? Before Tadashi could reanalyze his thoughts, the new kid had buried his fist inside Tadashi’s hard stomach.

 

“Ouf!”

 

Tadashi croaked out, bending over partly, but recovering quickly, he took a hold of the offending arm that had hurt him and digging his perfectly manicured nails into the new kid’s arm, twisted the arm around. Gritting his teeth at the new kid’s response, Tadashi easily jumped over the leg that shot out, trying to bring him to fall, and landed behind the new kid. Successfully gripping onto the arm, he yanked it up, his face sadistic when he heard the other’s painful yelp.

 

“I’ll-!”

 

He nothing, because the new kid suddenly tilted his weight forward and tugging Tadashi along with him, the two of them fell down, Tadashi landing flat on top of the other boy’s back, his head against the other’s his chest against the new kid’s back, his groin pushed up against the tight ass he had noticed before. Repulsed and shocked by the direction in which his thoughts were going in, Tadashi rolled off the new kid and kicked the other in the side.

 

“You disgusting jerk- what is wrong with you?! Do you get a kick out of me topping you? I’m not gay like you- yeuch!”

 

Again, even though he was in a better position, Tadashi was too enraged to think straight and instead of landing a hard punch into the other pupil’s face, he landed up kicking the new kid in the shoulder, a completely useless place to attack. And, as ought to have been expected, the new kid kicked out and caught Tadashi against the shin. Wincing as he bent his body to take a hold of it, Tadashi received a blow to the head and screaming out in fury, Tadashi scrambled on hands and feet. By chance, his fingers dug into the loose soil and taking up a handful of earth, he threw it at the new kid, hoping to blind him for a moment.

 

“Take that!!”

 

The next couple of minutes were only a confusing tangle of arms and legs. While Tadashi could use the new kid’s shirt to pull him closer and punch him by shaking him wildly, the other could pinch his sensitive skin and left behind horrible marks. Tadashi’s knuckles were soon covered with blood and dirty, he was panting, sweating, was pained, but he continued to kick out and punch, spit and roar with all his might. No way was this new kid going to come out the winner- no, freaking, way…

 

“Kumoide! Other…student!!” a male voice bellowed out suddenly from right behind. Without warning, two strong hands grabbed a hold of Tadashi and hauled him right off the new kid’s body. “Are the two of you insane!? That’s it- I’m taking you up to the principal’s office this INSTANCE!!” the mathematics teacher bellowed.

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"Oompf!"

 

Tears stung at Shin's eyes as his nose got crushed up underneath the strong fist of Tadashi. In return, Shin had managed to blindly connect his fist with Tadashi's stomach, even as he felt fresh blood start trickling down his upper lip and chin. His arm was grabbed harshly, red marks probably being left underneath the nails of the other's fingers. Without having a chance to retort, he felt it being twisted so harshly that he let out a groan and then a yelp of pain. Goddammit. I refuse to let this fucking idiot win! He tried to ignore the pain, and instead focused only on bringing this situation to his own advantage. He struggled wildly, and tipped a bit too far forward in that struggle; because suddenly the ground was rushing up to meet him for the second time in just a few minutes.

 

"Ouch!"

 

He was sprawled out on the ground, mud and blood filling his mouth rapidly, when suddenly his entire body froze as he registered that he was being quite literally violated by the other! Tadashi had fallen down on top of him, and just as Shin had at first started struggling he had felt the other male's crotch against his ass?! And what was even more shocking, was the small feel of butterflies swirling through Shin's stomach. What the heck? WHAT THE HECK?! The warm body quickly left Shin, and he felt a hard kick connect with his shoulder.

“You disgusting jerk- what is wrong with you?! Do you get a kick out of me topping you? I’m not gay like you- yeuch!”

 

"What the fuck are you talking about?! You were the one basically humping me!!"

 

His fury was communicated through a kick to Tadashi's shin, and after that moment it seemed like the whole fight was just turned into a brawling. Shin's fist hurt as he had connected a blow to Tadashi's head, his eyes were filled with mud as that sonuvabitch used a dirty trick! And then they were rolling and hissing and spitting like two alley cats trying to scratch each other's eyes out. It was impossible to really say what could have happened had that teacher not suddenly appeared and pulled Tadashi away. Shin half lay on the ground, wiping blood off his face as he glared upwards in order to see what was going on. But then his heart dropped. Was it a teacher?

 

“Are the two of you insane!? That’s it- I’m taking you up to the principal’s office this INSTANCE!!”

 

Shin was absolutely mortified. This was it. He was going to be kicked out on the first day. Almost against his will, he felt his face turn pale against the crimson blood that still trickled out of his nose. My parents are going to kill me. The amber eyed teen slowly stood up and glared in the direction of Tadashi. It was all his fault! If he hadn't taunted Shin..... Goddammit I wish he'd put on his shirt already! The memory of Tadashi pressed up against his back made Shin's face turn scarlet, yet he tried to quickly hide that as he turned and gathered his things with a slight limp. Well, this is it. The teacher waited impatiently while the boys gathered their things. He mumbled something about mixing never being a good thing, and Shin could only imagine that he was talking about the mixing of 'royalty' and those 'lesser' like himself. It stung to hear such a thing. With his head bowed low, he followed the teacher back the way they had come, as he wondered who had tattled on them. Anyone in the class could have done so. Fuck.

 

He could feel his lower lip starting to swell a bit and a cut next to his mouth was starting to sting. The rest of his body felt like it had been trampled by a herd of elephants. How come he is so strong? He really doesn't look like it. He stole a quick glance towards the other male, but again focused his attention on the floor as the walk of shame was soon to be put to an end. The teacher huffed and puffed with anger as he finally knocked on the principal's door, and after the principal had answered; the door was swung open and the teens ushered inside. A heavy silence loomed over the heads of the two guilty ones after the teacher had explained the situation about how he had found them.

 

"Kumoide. I hadn't expected this kind of behaviour from you. And Hadarame, do you even realize how much effort your parents are putting into keeping you here? Already at the first day you are stirring up trouble with my elite students? By any rights I should expel you right here at this very moment. What do you have to say for yourself?"

 

The words were spoken with a stern and commanding voice, each one of them feeling like a whip against his pride. Shame was the only thing he could feel at this point, along with some panic. Of course the principal would turn first against him! It was the beloved class president after all whom he had been fighting with.

 

"I... ah... I..."

 

He stuttered, bit his lip and looked down again to the floor while squeezing his hands into fists. Fuck. Fuck! If the class president was really as loved as he seemed to be, that only meant he would be quick to defend his own cause and throw Shin to the flames. After all, the golden eyed boy had never been very good with words.

 

"I.. apologize. I realize I am .. in the wrong."

 

All he could do right now was to be humble, and truly hope luck would turn his way and smile upon him. He couldn't even look at Tadashi now, as he just knew that the other boy must have been gloating and smiling at the thought of Shin getting expelled.

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Tadashi really hadn’t expected anyone of his classmates to tell on him and the new kid. Then again, as he stooped over and winced, hoping the other guy wouldn’t notice the pain that he was in as the teacher thundered about their behavior being disgusting and appalling and what not, Tadashi could imagine that Aya or perhaps even Kain had got worried that he really might get injured. Come to think of it, it had without a doubt been Aya. Her attentions were becoming rather annoying of late. Wincing as he held his side, Tadashi’s eyes scooted over to the new kid to see how the other was faring. He sure as hell didn’t want the other guy to see that he was in pain. It gave him quite some satisfaction to see that the other limped- that had to have been Tadashi’s work. But the scarlet expression on the new kid’s face estranged him. Red from blood, that made sense. Red but in the sense of blushing? That was weird. All at once, Tadashi thought back to the moment when his body had been pushed up against the new kid’s back. That broad, warm, muscular back and that tight little but…

 

Tadashi shivered and shook himself like a dog as he fell into step on one side of the teacher. What…was…wrong…with him!?!? That was just awkward and wrong, horribly, horribly wrong! Where were all these gay thoughts coming from all of a sudden? Tadashi glared in the direction of the new kid. It was all that guy’s fault, it so obviously was. Before he had come to Amaterasu, never once had Tadashi been overcome by queer thoughts and now, in less than an hour, he’d found himself complimenting the other guy’s butt. His mouth twisted sideways in disgust. If that blasted teacher hadn’t come along, he really would have given the new kid what for. Oh no- thinking of himself becoming gay and admitting this to his parents was just too frightening. Tadashi shuddered again- thank God he knew that he was into girls…even if they were annoying as hell.

 

Trudging into the principal’s office, Tadashi didn’t pay much attention to the raging mathematics teacher. He had frequently paid the principal’s office a visit- usually on his many official visits as class representative or as school representative. And in between a couple of times when his marks had begun to drop too much, the principal had held one of his usual prep talks about the bright future that Tadashi couldn’t afford to throw away and bla-bla-bla. With faint interest, Tadashi noticed that the fattest koi he had spotted during his last visit wasn’t inside the fish tank anymore. Glancing up at the principal when the teacher finally shut up, he shrugged lightly and nodded his head ever so carefully towards the new kid, letting the principal know whose fault it had been. And as always, he was let off lightly.

 

"Kumoide. I hadn't expected this kind of behavior from you. And Hadarame, do you even realize how much effort your parents are putting into keeping you here? Already at the first day you are stirring up trouble with my elite students? By any rights I should expel you right here at this very moment. What do you have to say for yourself?"

 

Tadashi began to smirk when he heard the anger and obvious accusation in the principal’s voice. It was so easy- his surname protected him against any serious trouble. He’d probably get a mild scolding and a pat on the back to “not do anything stupid again” and that would be it. But when the principal seriously mentioned expelling the new kid, Tadashi stood up straighter. What? This, he hadn’t expected. Turning sharply to look at the new kid, he didn’t fail to see the panic that flitted across the other guy’s face. It was obvious that he didn’t have famous and influential parents like Tadashi did and as the principal continued, brushing the new kid’s muttered words aside, Tadashi’s heart began to beat faster. No, he didn’t like the direction this conversation as taking at all.

 

“Well, Hadarame, this is simply unforgivable. Kumoide-kun is a well respected member of this school and he has never been involved in such lowly behavior, so this quite obviously stemmed from you. The Amaterasu Academy is a peaceful place of power and knowledge. In case you weren’t informed, Amaterasu is derived from Amateru, in other words the “Great August God who shines in heaven”. As our Emperor is said to be a descendant of that god, we here at Amaterasu are trying to build the future reigning class of tomorrow. As representatives of our Emperor, it is quite out of the question for our students to get involved in these backstreet brawls like some uneducated monkeys. I’m afraid I see no other option but to call your parents right now and tell them to come and fetch-”

 

“Actually, Principal-san,” Tadashi opened his mouth and found himself admitting, “this time was actually my fault. You see…he’s new here and he made a stupid joke about my last name, so I lost it and I attacked him. I’m very sorry,” he sighed, lowering his eyes respectfully as he went into Tadashi-super-humble-mode, the act he liked to put up to make people feel uncomfortable because it didn’t fit with his social standing at all. Raising his eyes apologetically, he did his best t look demure and ashamed of himself, while on the inside a voice was screaming at him and asking what the hell he was doing risking his head for such a nobody. “I forgot myself and who I represent. It’s just that I respect my family and honor my family name too much and so I let my anger take over me. Please forgive me, Principal-san- if anyone needs to be punished, then me.”

 

What…are…you…DOING!?!?!?! Well, at least new kid-tan has a nice butt. Tadashi had to physically resist the urge to punch himself in the face.

 

The principal and mathematics teacher took in audible gasps as they turned to him. Out the corner of his eye, Tadashi was sure that the new kid was also gaping at him, but completely ignoring him, Tadashi’s bottom lip moved out in a small, petulant pout.

 

“I-Is that r-really true, Hadarame-kun?” the principal finally managed to ask after a long silence.

 

Tadashi raised his head. “Of course it’s true, Principal-san. Leave him alone- he’s far too scared of me right now to say anything. Me, I was in the wrong,” he insisted, hitting his chest for emphasis and actually beginning to enjoy the expression of discomfort on the elder men’s faces. “I ought to be punished. If someone needs to be expelled, then only me-”

 

“N-no, no, no- no one needs to be expelled,” the principal hastily rushed to reassure Tadashi, waving his hands awkwardly. “No, expulsion would really be too severe. After all,” he laughed uncomfortably, “this was nothing more than a misunderstanding between friend. No, I think a short suspension will be enough, Kumoide-san. You will be suspended from class for the remainder of the week. And you, Hadarame-kun, you really ought to check your manners,” he added more severely before pointing out his office. “You are both free to leave now.”

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“Well, Hadarame, this is simply unforgivable. Kumoide-kun is a well respected member of this school and he has never been involved in such lowly behavior, so this quite obviously stemmed from you. The Amaterasu Academy is a peaceful place of power and knowledge. In case you weren’t informed, Amaterasu is derived from Amateru, in other words the “Great August God who shines in heaven”. As our Emperor is said to be a descendant of that god, we here at Amaterasu are trying to build the future reigning class of tomorrow. As representatives of our Emperor, it is quite out of the question for our students to get involved in these backstreet brawls like some uneducated monkeys. I’m afraid I see no other option but to call your parents right now and tell them to come and fetch-”

 

Shin flinched and felt like he was sinking deeper and deeper down into the floor with each new harsh word. Frankly he hoped he would just sink through it and disappear forever so he wouldn't have to deal with this shitty situation. Goddamnit. I knew I wouldn't be left off. Only that stupid class president will get off easily. At this point there wasn't even a point in arguing his case, as he simply knew that the golden boy was to be let off. Heck he wouldn't be surprised if the principal would sit down and have tea with Tadashi after they had gotten rid of the new guy who wasn't elite like them. I bet it will be a relief to be rid of scum like me. He thought bitterly to himself, and he felt like he was on the verge of simply storming out before he'd have to listen to more of this bullshit. Boy would his sister have fun at his expense when he would come back home with his tail between his legs. The teen made sure not to look to his side, since he was determined that he would lash out and punch the smug look off of Tadashi's face right now. And because these thoughts were swirling inside of his head, he was caught completely by surprise as the other male started speaking.

 

“Actually, Principal-san,” Shin stiffened, and wondered what this was about. Was more going to be said against him? “this time was actually my fault. You see…he’s new here and he made a stupid joke about my last name, so I lost it and I attacked him. I’m very sorry,” What?! Shin's head was snapped to the side and he stared with huge eyes and a gaping mouth at the class president. The heck was this? Is he ... is he defending me? Is this really happening? Did he punch my last sense out and now I am hallucinating? So amazed was Shin by what he was hearing, and seeing, that he couldn't even register the next words that fell out of Tadashi's mouth. And he didn't even hear the timid question from the principal. What was this? Tadashi was looking so humble, it didn't really suit him at all. Was he staging this all? Shin couldn't even believe for one second that a guy with as big of an ego as Tadashi could actually be this humble deep down.

 

“I ought to be punished. If someone needs to be expelled, then only me-”

 

Now I just know I am dreaming. The principal almost flailed at the mention of mister Golden Boy being expelled, and just as Shin had expected the mentioning of expulsion was quickly withdrawn. Oh the wonderful discrimination.

 

“this was nothing more than a misunderstanding between friend. No, I think a short suspension will be enough, Kumoide-san. You will be suspended from class for the remainder of the week. And you, Hadarame-kun, you really ought to check your manners,”

 

"Uh.. yes. I apologize."

 

And with that he felt himself start turning and then moving out of the office. Everything was just so surreal. Shin was positive that soon he would be waking up. Soon he'd be facing reality again. Tadashi was going to suddenly change his mind and let the principal kick Shin out. But no, they simply walked out of the tense situation. And nothing had happened.

 

Just as they left the office, and the door closed behind their backs, Shin let out a huge breath of relief. He was still alive, and still attending the school. Yet, there was something that was really bothering him and he couldn't simply walk away from this situation without questioning the other's motives a bit. So as Tadashi was walking next to him away from the now closed door of doom that lead into the chambers of Hell, Shin couldn't help but stop and turn in the direction of the other teen whilst grabbing his arm lightly. His amber eyes reflected nothing but confusion as he gazed at Tadashi. He felt the heat of the class president's arm trickle through his palm and fingertips, and suddenly it seemed like he almost forgot what he had wanted to say. Why am I being so weird? This is just a guy, he's just a guy like me. A guy whom I dislike, and whom dislikes me in return. But... he just saved me. That pretty face of his showed humility and I actually couldn't hate him as much for that short moment. But why? He was aware that he was simply standing there for a few long seconds, holding the other by the arm while staring into his eyes. The realization caused yet again a faint blush to creep into his cheeks. Dammit I feel like a blushing maiden.

 

"W-why did you do that? Why did you save me? I thought you'd want me out of this school? I thought this would be something that made you happy."

 

The words tumbled out, he was unable to stop himself from talking. Hadn't it been hate he had seen in Tadashi's eyes earlier? Didn't you want the worst thing ever to happen to those that you hate? His grip trembled slightly as he fought with himself. Do I even hate him? Why did this whole mess have to start in the first place? What really sucked was the fact that Shin now owed Tadashi. That was rather... difficult to take in.

 

"I owe you. You saved me, and now I owe you. He paused with a thoughtful expression on his face. "Was that perhaps your plan the entire time? To make me indebted to you so you could use and torture me?"

 

His eyes widened a bit as he realized that that must be the truth. Tadashi only wanted him to stick around so he could keep ruining Shin's life. The grip on Tadashi's arm was loosened and Shin's hand fell back against his side as he also took a step backwards. His head was pounding by now, and so was his entire body, and now he would also have to deal with this? Damn he really craved ice for his injuries and painkillers right now.

 

"So what is it? Want me to lick your shoes in class? Write a speech about how great you are? Do your homework for a year?"

 

His tone was harsh, and he looked like a cornered animal as he gazed at Tadashi from underneath his lashes. Shin was vulnerable at this moment, and he hated that feeling. Obviously the boy was expecting the worst possible scenario, yet he was not someone that would flee when he was indebted to someone.

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Tadashi led the way out of the principal’s office. Despite his scar-worthy performance- hell, he really ought to join the drama club- instead of feeling victorious, he felt empty. He had just jumped in for someone else- this certainly was a first for him. And that for the new kid- the guy who had pissed him off so much with his mere presence. What was going on? And what did this mean? Did this mean anything at all? I mean, the new kid owed him something now, didn’t he? But did Tadashi want that? He frowned, considering this carefully. No, he didn’t want anything from the guy. A thank you would have been nice, since it had been obvious that expulsion had been something that had caused terrible fear in the new kid. Yeah, a simple thank you would suffice. And maybe if the new kid just stayed away from him for the remainder of his time at Amaterasu.

 

Just then, the new kid reached out and halted Tadashi’s progress towards the main staircase. Turning around with an arched eyebrow, Tadashi took a sharp intake of breath when, for the first time, he actually looked into the new kid’s face for real. It was then that he noticed for the first time that the new kid had golden-brown eyes. Were they real, or was the other guy wearing contacts? Tadashi leaned in a little closer, needing to stare longer at this unique mixture- he had certainly never seen anything like that before. The new kid seemed worried, confused and that mixture…was breathtaking. Tadashi blinked rapidly several time, feeling the spot on his arm where the other guy was touching him begin to burn like fire. His own cheeks began to heat up- could it really be that he had never noticed how…attractive the new kid was?

 

"W-why did you do that? Why did you save me? I thought you'd want me out of this school? I thought this would be something that made you happy."

 

The question was understandable and Tadashi fully turned to face the new kid. For the first time, he asked himself what the other guy’s name even was, but couldn’t for the life of him remember. Why had he stepped in and helped his new classmate, indeed? That was a really good question. Well, he guessed mostly because Tadashi had actually enjoyed the fight before their mathematics II teacher had come up to ruin the action. And because a part of him hadn’t wanted the other guy to leave the academy so soon. After all, it wasn’t every day that one actually came across an adversary that actually lived up to the name. But Tadashi wasn’t about to admit that to-

 

"I owe you. You saved me, and now I owe you. Was that perhaps your plan the entire time? To make me indebted to you so you could use and torture me?"

 

What, wait, huh? Tadashi shook his head irritably as the direction in which the conversation had begun to turn displeased and angered him. What was the new kid talking about? He was claiming that Tadashi had reacted the way he had back there inside the principal’s office because he had expected the other kid to become his personal slave? Torture!?! Just where the hell was this new guy getting all these weird ideas from?? Tadashi opened his mouth to protest, but the new kid just kept right on running headlong down a completely wrong track.

 

"So what is it? Want me to lick your shoes in class? Write a speech about how great you are? Do your homework for a year?"

 

The nerve of this pretty-faced bastard. Instead of gratitude, all he was doing was spitting more hatred into Tadashi’s face and he didn’t deserve this one bit. Incensed, Tadashi reached back with his right hand and smashing his fist squarely into the new kid’s face, glowered above the new guy where he tumbled and slid down the wall, stunned.

 

The nerve of this pretty golden-eyed bastard. Instead of gratitude, all he was doing was spitting more hatred into Tadashi’s face and he didn’t deserve this one bit. Incensed, Tadashi reached back with his right hand and smashing his fist squarely into the new kid’s face, glowered above the new guy where he tumbled and slid down the wall, stunned.

 

“You so totally disgust me,” he seethed, hatred dripping from every pore in his body as his shoulders rose and fell. “I got you out of that tight situation because you were basically peeing yourself in the pants and instead of thanking me for having got you out of it, you’re coming with accusations and sarcasm?” He spitted down at the new guy’s feet. “Our teacher was right- you really are newly-rich trash. Do me a favor and don’t you ever get under my eyes again, you gay son of a bitch!”

 

Tadashi turned around and snatching his Smartphone out, rang Kain. “Hey- it’s me. Oh, I beat the shit out of that loser,” he said loudly as he reached the staircase and began to wince his way down, heading towards the Eda Dormitory. “I got suspended for the rest of the week because I was so violent- yeah, I know, totally cool! So while you guys toil around in class, I’ll be soaking up the sun,” he grinned, his smile widening because he knew that by the end of the day, Aya would have organized a party for him, would spend the rest of the week trying to pamper him and Kain would spread the word that nobody…NOBODY…messed with Tadashi Kumoide.

 

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Shin hadn't been quick enough to read the dramatic change of emotions that took over Tadashi. Perhaps if he had been able to see what was coming his way, he would have been able to defend himself. Yet all he could do was getting punched square in the face with enough force to drive him against a wall, where he slid down to the floor with a groan.

 

“You so totally disgust me,” Shin wiped at his bloodied mouth and looked up with new found confusion. “I got you out of that tight situation because you were basically peeing yourself in the pants and instead of thanking me for having got you out of it, you’re coming with accusations and sarcasm?” The teen scrambled a bit up against the wall to avoid being spat at. Why on earth was Tadashi getting so annoyed? “Our teacher was right- you really are newly-rich trash. Do me a favor and don’t you ever get under my eyes again, you gay son of a bitch!” Shin flinched, hurt reflected in his eyes and along with that came shame. Yeah he had done a really messed up thing with the accusations. But why did Tadashi insist on calling him gay? I'm not..... Yet he just sat there and looked up at Tadashi with defeat in his eyes. He was going to have to get used to being ignored and hated in this school. It was either that or he would simply get into a fight again and get expelled. Shit.

 

Before he could really say anything, before there was a chance to mutter out an apology, the other teen had turned around and was on the phone. Shin closed his eyes as he leaned his head against the wall. What could he do at this point? He listened to Tadashi speak, and it struck him that the other had once again 'changed' his personality so to say. How he spoke to the principal and the way he was speaking on the phone, both struck the teen as something weird and out of character. But what do I care anyway, he really does hate me now. I think I might have completely ruined... Ruined what exactly? Was there anything to ruin to begin with? He heard the words echo around the hallway as Tadashi made his way down the staircase. A small part of Shin wanted to get up and run to catch the other male. And then what? Thank him? Punch him? Kiss him... What?! Was he gay after all? Mother, father... your son is really screwed up.

 

The boy slowly stood up, wincing every now and then as he started making his way down the staircase as well. He didn't even feel mad that Tadashi had gotten in a cheap shot with that punch, at this point he only felt weirdly sad. And stupid. He should have just thanked the other and walked away, maybe then he would have had his honour intact along with the slim chance of getting to know Tadashi better. Not that I'd really want to. He thought stubbornly to himself as he inched across the hallway. Finally upon reaching his room, he noticed a piece of paper stuck to the door. Lifting a hand up slowly with a pained scowl, he tore the paper down and inspected it. With big red letters there was written:

 

Die you bastard.

 

The corners of his mouth lifted in a wry grin as he threw the paper onto the floor and put the key in the keyhole before unlocking the door and stepping in. With a loud curse he slammed the door behind him, and finally when he was sure that no one was able to witness anything he slapped his hand harshly against the cool wood and let out a stream of foul cursing. His mood was terrible right now, and he couldn't quite understand why. He had been in fights before and taken a lot of shit, yet that felt nothing compared to the new hatred that flared in Tadashi's eyes after Shin had so stupidly started acting up again.

 

"What the heck is wrong with me?"

 

Shin growled and walked towards his bed, threw himself onto it and lay still like that for a long while. His eyes stared up at the ceiling as he felt his body pulsate with pain and swelling. Yet he didn't mind that, he welcomed the pain instead of any disturbing thoughts about a certain someone. The day went by with him simply laying there, staring up at the ceiling and not being able to muster up the willpower to stand up and get something done. My first day and I have fucked everything up. At the corner of his eye he noticed that the sun was starting to set, and it was surprising to realize just how long he had been laying there. Lost within his own mind.

 

Sighing softly, he stood up and staggered towards the bathroom as he started undressing. He stripped off the bloodstained shirt, and unbuttoned his pants before taking his shoes and socks off. Then with a grimace he slowly slid the pants down his narrow hips and let them fall to the floor before his boxers followed close behind. Upon entering the bathroom, he took a quick look in the mirror and made a scowling face at his own reflection. His form was bruised, and especially was his chest dark blue coloured. His nose was a bit swollen and achy, along with his left cheek. The cut next to his mouth stung a bit, but it wasn't anything that would kill him. His lean and firm form stepped into the shower and he turned only the cold water on. A soft hissing sound escaped between his grit teeth as the icy cold water hit his feverishly warm skin, but soon he felt that the cold started soothing the aching. Shin dipped his head underneath the stream, and closed his eyes; staying still like that for a few long minutes. His strong stomach muscles clenched as the cold water kept trickling down his skin, yet he forced himself to stay still until he was satisfied. A cold shower could always clear your head and soothe the aching. And he really did need to clear his head.

 

I can't believe what I have been thinking today. I act like an arrogant jerk right off the bat, but what's worse... I actually admire a half naked guy? What's up with that? And right when I think perhaps things could get easier, I insult him? What's wrong with me? Why couldn't I just thank him? Would it really have been that difficult?

 

His clenched fist punched the wall lightly before he turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, shivering and muttering soft curses. He used a big and soft towel to dry himself off with, before walking naked towards his bed and flopping down on it for the second time that day. Closing his eyes, he draped an arm over his face as he wondered what to do.

 

"No matter what, I really have to go and say thanks. He can hate me as much as he'd like after that... but ... I hate this feeling of owing him something."

 

What he hated even more was this weird change of his own thinking. He would never really have been bothered with things like this before.

 

"Alright, I will find out where his room is and go to apologize. He can beat me as much as he wants if that will settle my debt with him. I just hate this feeling of being a scum that can't appreciate being saved."

 

With that settled, he stood up and went to his suitcase pulling out jeans and a white T-shirt. Both were pulled hastily on, and he simply let his hair stay wet and clinging to his neck and parts of his face. The boy stormed out of his room and roamed around the building, before he happened to stumble upon a maintenance personnel. It wasn't difficult getting directions, as everyone knew who Tadashi was and where he lived. With a knot the size of a boulder in his stomach, Shin made his way up to the top floor and walked to the door. I don't know why I am doing this. I should turn back. He clearly didn't want to see me again. A strange pained sensation went through him as he thought that. I don't want him to hate me... I think. But does that just make me a gay perv? This is my first day here, so I can't possibly have developed anything towards anyone. I can't be gay! Yet he knew he would probably avoid Tadashi as best as he could after this. He did not like these strange feelings, and he certainly hated it when Tadashi called him gay with such a venomous tone.

 

Mostly because Shin feared that the other boy might have been right.

 

A hesitant fist was raised up, before Shin knocked on the door. Perhaps he's not even home. He might have gone to see a friend or a girlfriend. Or maybe he's in here with his friends that most certainly want me dead. Ugh I knew this would be a bad idea.

 

Shin swallowed hard as he tried to gather up the last remaining courage. He waited eagerly, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his tight jeans while he wished he had dried his hair a bit more before leaving his room. It was quite the unpleasant feeling of cold water trickling down your neck and your back. Yet he was sure that that feeling was far from the most unpleasant ones he might be going to experience soon. I just hope he lets me talk.

 

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“Aww…Tadashi-kun, show me again where you’re injured,” Aya whined, pawing at Tadashi gently with the soft cooling pad. He sniffed and raising his black shirt to reveal his flat stomach and part of his upper chest, inwardly laughing his head off when he saw the excited glee in her eyes that she was getting to see him partly naked, he pointed at the interesting purple-bluish wound that that bastard-who-should-not-be-named had managed to leave behind. Aya leaned over and tenderly brushed her fingertips over it. “Oh Tadashi- you sure showed that bastard where his position is.”

 

“You’re sure right I did,” Tadashi agreed, tilting his head back when Hikage gently tugged on his hair. Opening his mouth obediently, he grinned when she placed the bottommost grape into his mouth of a grape bunch. “Mm…”

 

This sure was the life. As soon as the news had spread like a wildfire that he, class president Tadashi Kumoide, had been suspended for the remainder of the week after having got into a fist fight with the new kid, Tadashi’s popularity had soared into dimensions even unbeknownst to him. When he’d crawled out his massage shower system, Tadashi had found text message after text message filled with congratulations, admiring and flaming comments and expressions of solidarity. As he’d already foreseen, Kain had rounded up the gang and delegated different tasks to the rest of the class, had organized a party inside Tadashi’s apartment. There was everything anyone could want and that was illegal at the academy- beer, mountains of junk food, loud music and boys and girls mingling way past the curfew that had been set up. And since Tadashi had paid for a special company to make his apartment soundproof, he didn’t have to fear about any teachers finding out. Or any of the elder students tattle-tailing- all his senior neighbor friends were having a ball right there inside his apartment as well.

 

And Tadashi was being celebrated the misunderstood hero. While he hadn’t said much more about the dispute than he’d already bragged about on the phone to his best friend, Kain and Kyou had spread the word that Tadashi had unfairly been punished and solely accused of having initiated the fight, whereas the new kid had got off without so much as a ribbing. That didn’t exactly go down well with the rest of the class and Tadashi kept telling himself that it wasn’t his problem, that the new kid deserved that for having been so ungrateful…but somehow, despite the fact that he kept getting toasted to by his friends and more and more girls were sending him shy little waves and giggling when he winked at them, somehow Tadashi couldn’t stop thinking about the person that most annoyed him in the world.

 

That new kid. That idiot. That gay idiot, who, with his strange behavior had landed up making Tadashi have unfamiliar thoughts. Now, with some distance between himself and the occurrences, it was obvious to the class president that he didn’t have any latent homosexual tendencies, but that the other guy had projected those feelings onto him- you see? Tadashi did pay attention in class sometimes- that’s what his psychology teacher had gone on about, hadn’t he? That transference was a defense mechanism named by Anna Freud, wasn’t it? Well, shoot- Tadashi was glad that he had made that clear to himself…but still, why was he feeling so bothered about his having punched the new kid like that near the end and why had the new kid’s illogical, ungrateful behavior got to him so much? And how come, every time that Aya casually touched his knee, did Tadashi find himself reminded of when he had been laying on top of the new kid?

 

He flushed pink then and hastily standing up, walked over to his baby brother, who was on the verge of falling sleep. “Okay, time for you to leave, Shin,” he commanded, grabbing his brother by the scruff of his jersey and pulling him up before he could drool all over the expensive blanket their mother had sent from France. “Come on, up you get before you oversleep and then babble about the party tonight.”

 

“I’d never do that!” his brother protested feebly, wrapping his arms around Tadashi tightly as he buried his head against latter’s chest. “Are mommy and daddy going to kill you because you got suspended?” he asked in a small, frightened voice.

 

“Pah! As if,” Tadashi snorted as he opened the door to his apartment and ungraciously shoved his brother outside. “They’re never going to find out if you keep you trap shut. Now goodnight,” he firmly said, slamming the door in his brother’s face.

 

But instead of returning to the loud party, Tadashi remained inside the dark corridor between the front door and the living room, feeling restless. Why did his thoughts keep returning to the new guy? Why did those golden eyes keep flashing through his mind and why the hell was the film inside his head replaying how the new kid’s cheeks had slowly flushed pink as he’d held onto Tadashi’s arm outside the principal’s office? Tadashi closed his eyes and leaned his head against the front door with a groan- why was he thinking about the new kid so much? None of this made any sense to him and truth be told, it was becoming rather frustrating. Hearing a loud thock! he frowned when the door to his living room flew open and a soccer ball flew through.

 

“Don’t play soccer in my apartment!” he hollered, kicking the ball back the way it had come. Well, he might as well return to his party; it was, after all, being held in his honor…just somehow, it seemed so bleak and dreary to him. Just then, another knock sounded on the door. Rolling his eyes because he was pretty sure it was his little brother again, Tadashi yanked the door open, his nostrils flaring in annoyance. “Shin, I swear, if you’re going to come and cry your eyes out again on me-!”

 

But then he stopped short when he saw who it actually was: the new guy. Startled, Tadashi straightened up and frowned. What on earth was this guy of all people doing there? Sounds from his loud party reached his ears through the ajar door to the living room and he could see by the new guy’s expression that he was surprised. A smirk began to creep across Tadashi’s face.

 

“Aww…here for a second round, New Guy-tan? Or did you really think that if you polished my shoes, I’d let you join our party?” He leaned in closer, poking a finger into the other guy’s chest. “Forget it. I don’t know what you think you’re doing here, but just go. I hate your guts and your-!”

 

But at that moment, someone fell against the door between the front door and living room, opening it wide enough for the soccer ball that Kain had kicked to sail perfectly through the opening and smack Tadashi spot on at the back of his head. The ball came with such momentum, and Tadashi’s face was so close to the new guy’s, so close to those golden-brown eyes…that the force made him tilt his face forward to smack his slightly parted lips against the new kid’s ones in an unexpected kiss.

[Katla]

As soon as the doors were opened, Shin's ears picked up the loud sounds of a party. Naturally, he should have been able to predict that Tadashi would want to have fun after such a hectic day. However it seemed like the male had been expecting someone else standing at the door, as when he had opened it the annoyance was already reflected in his hazel eyes while he growled out about someone crying their eyes out to him? Does he have cameras set around? Or does he think I will start crying? Yet at that second, he saw the recognition in Tadashi's eyes as he straightened his posture and frowned.

 

“Aww…here for a second round, New Guy-tan? Or did you really think that if you polished my shoes, I’d let you join our party?” Shin could almost feel his warm breath on his face, and automatically tried to move just a little bit further away. Now that he was standing in front of Tadashi, his earlier determination of apologizing and saying thanks seemed to be forgotten. Goddammit this isn't going to be working! He had to say something before another fight would break out, and also before someone else inside of that apartment would realize who was standing outside of the door.

 

"Actually I am here to-"

 

“Forget it. I don’t know what you think you’re doing here, but just go. I hate your guts and your-!”

 

Shin had seen that soccer ball coming just a second before it slammed into Tadashi's head. He was going to say something to warn the other, yet could only let out a muffled sound as the class president's lips crashed against his own. Now Shin had kissed girls before and never really understood what the whole fuss was about. But this? This accident of a kiss, he really felt it all the way down to his toes. It was as if he was being electrified. Tadashi's lips were soft, and they seemed to fit Shin's perfectly. His eyes went wide with surprise and his face turned as red as a tomato as he was simply frozen in place. A small shiver ran down his back, and he actually felt ... wait... was he getting turned on?! With a gasp he broke free from the kiss and brought his hand up to his mouth while staring at Tadashi, his face still crimson red. His eyes reflected shame and surprise, but also there was something aching to desire there as he gazed at Tadashi? Oh shit I AM gay?? He had felt his entire body responding by just that simple touching of lips, it was as if he had been kicked in the gut. These exploding, overwhelming feelings had never before made their way through the teens body but he could now finally understand what people had been talking about when they described incredibly strong feelings of sexual attraction.

 

I ... I want him...

 

Before Tadashi would get a chance to act out, or call for someone to murder Shin, the amber eyed boy took yet another step backwards. His hand dropped from his mouth as he quickly mustered up everything he had come there to say. Yet he still couldn't get rid of the many different thoughts that were swirling through his head, and he was very aware of the need he had to step up to Tadashi and kiss him again. He really wanted to be able to taste the class president again, tangle his fingers in his hair, wrap his arms around him while crushing their bodies together. Deepen the kiss.... Fuck I am a lost cause. I must get away from here before I molest this guy.

 

"I-I-I came here to apologize to you and say that you had been absolutely right and that I am scum and I should stay away from you from here on. I also wanted to thank you for saving me earlier and... and ...I'm sorry!"

 

He spoke so fast that it was a bit unclear where one word ended and the next one started. The words were blurted out with embarrassment, as he bowed his head slightly to the other, before promptly turning on his heel to flee from this situation. He did not want to be around if anyone of Tadashi's friends would appear, and he sure as Hell was not going to be able to take it if Tadashi would get mad and say he was gay with that angry tone of his. Shin closed his eyes as he almost flew down the stair case, his legs tangled with one another when he had just five steps left and his body crashed down on the floor beneath. Shin just lay there while groaning with frustration and pounding his fist against the floor. How was he going to be able to face the other in class again? How was he going to be able to go to this school and know that Tadashi would be underneath the same roof, and be completely out of his reach?

 

I can't believe I am gay. I can't believe I am gay. This must be a mistake! A misunderstanding! Perhaps I am just experiencing some mild craziness after a jet lag. Yes that must be it. There is no way that I am truly attracted to that stupid prissy class president.

 

Yet he could not stop thinking about the sweet taste of Tadashi lips...

 

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Tadashi felt a bad sting at the back of his head and immediately fury oiled up within him. Damn it!! As if he hadn’t already been beaten around enough that day by this no-good new kid, who now of all times had to show up at his front door, looking stupidly remorseful, muttering something about needing to clear something up, but Tadashi wasn’t interested in hearing. He’d had enough. No, this new guy wasn’t anything but bad news and the sooner the other kid got it into his thick head that Tadashi was off-limits to him, the better.

 

But unexpectedly, Tadashi landed up smack! Kissing the new kid of all people on the lips. And what a kiss it had been. The new guy’s lips had been slightly open and with Tadashi’s lips having also been parted, it hadn’t just been a small peck, but the real thing. Okay, real thing without tongue, but with the pressure of the ball, Tadashi’s face had been pushed right into the new guy’s and he had felt the resistance of his new classmate’s lips, felt how soft and well-formed they were and then, again, his nose had to go and betray him: once more, that invigorating aftershave wafted into his nose. Tadashi’s eyes widened automatically and he lifted his gaze to the new kid’s, only to see his startled surprise mirrored in the other’s face. It was then that realization fully struck him that he, Tadashi Kumoide, was sucking face with the homo new guy. As horror began to appear in his eyes, mixing with fear that one of his classmates or friends would see what had occurred, the new kid suddenly stepped backwards, thus breaking the kiss.

 

Tadashi’s initial reaction, again, totally took him by surprise. No, don’t go- that felt so good. Horrified by this most unusual thought, Tadashi’s mouth dropped open. WHAT!?!? Confusion became the dominating feature on his face and Tadashi shook his head, unconsciously reaching up to touch his lips as in front to him, the new kid stumbled further back again. Tadashi blinked, trying to focus on him, but he was in a daze. A great part of him wanted another soccer ball to hit him so that he had an excuse to fall against the new kid again and…and kiss him? Feel his lips again?

 

"I-I-I came here to apologize to you and say that you had been absolutely right and that I am scum and I should stay away from you from here on. I also wanted to thank you for saving me earlier and... and ...I'm sorry!"

 

With that, the new kid turned around and disappeared before Tadashi’s brain could even figure out what exactly had been said. Most of it had just been a jumble of words lined up together, but hadn’t made any sense. Left staring and blinking stupidly into the darkness, Tadashi remained frozen there, trying to understand what had happened and trying to tell himself that that kiss hadn’t meant anything, couldn’t mean anything, wouldn’t mean and shouldn’t mean anything. Hey…didn’t the mafia kiss their enemies? Like…like a kiss of death or something? The thought didn’t even make Tadashi smile, while usually, if any of the losers he had already taught to behave before the new kid’s time had tried such a sneaky number on him, Tadashi would have ranted and raved. But right then, there was no anger, no fury, just…numbness.

 

He jumped, startled, when Kain dropped an arm around his shoulders. “Hey, you okay?” his best friend asked him, concerned as he tried to peer into the darkness to see what on earth Tadashi had been staring at.

 

Tadashi shook his head, needing a moment to work his lips in the way he needed them to be. “Kain…I’m sorry, but I’m not feeling well,” he admitted, his voice uncharacteristically sounding weak. “Listen, it’s been a long day- could you get everyone out my apartment? I really want to hit the sack now,” he said, avoiding his best friend’s eyes as he closed his own eyes and placed the palm of his hands over them.

 

“Hey sure, no problem. Why didn’t you say anything?” Kain wondered, immediately running back into the living room and turning the music off, yelled out that the party was over and that Tadashi needed some rest. Forced to remain inside the short passageway, a stiff smile on his face as he was clapped on the shoulder and back, kissed by some girls on the cheek, hugged by Aya, who unnecessarily rubbed her body against his, nodding at more congratulatory remarks, Tadashi breathed out audibly as Kain closed the door with a wink. “Sleep well, Tadashi. And dream of beating that idiot-tan up, okay? I’ll drop in tomorrow as soon as I can. Trust me, the guys and I've come up with some nice ideas for him...”

 

“Bye.” No sooner had Tadashi been left alone than a wave of exhaustion overcame him. His body suddenly felt as heavy as lead as he dragged himself through the untidy living room, across the kitchen, past his indoor basketball court and to his bedroom. Falling down flat on his face inside his king-sized bed, Tadashi weakly kicked his sneakers and socks off and wiggled out his jeans. Rolling onto his back, he winced as he removed his shirt and then crawled backwards so that his head was resting on his pillows. Clapping his hands, he was finally left in darkness.

 

Darkness, where he was visited again and again by images of the new kid’s flushed face as their lips had been meshed together. His lips began to burn the more often Tadashi replayed the scene inside his head and then, to his utmost horror, he felt another part of his anatomy begin to burn. Gulping, Tadashi rolled into a tight ball onto his side and closed his eyes tightly. No, no, this couldn’t be true- this couldn’t be happening, he couldn’t possibly be getting a hard-on from a mere, stupid kiss with that new guy, that was impossible, this had to be some weird joke… But he knew that it was and the more Tadashi twisted and turned, the more uncomfortable he became and then less possible it was to ignore the bulge in his boxers. Clenching his hands into fists, Tadashi thrashed them against the bed spread as he roared out. “Son of a bitch!!”

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The sun was already starting to peek up when Shin finally managed to get a bit of a sleep. Throughout the night he had tossed and turned as it seemed like there was no way he'd be able to calm the fire that was burning within his own body. How was it possible that he was desiring another male? As sleep had finally showed some mercy and allowed the boy to gain a bit of rest, the dreams however continued with the haunting of what had happened. In his dreams he was kissing soft lips again, could smell the faint aroma of Tadashi's skin. He couldn't see exactly whom it was he was kissing in the dream, but he just knew that it was Tadashi. Their fingers got twined together, he rubbed himself up against the other male's hard body. Everything was so warm and so comfortable, and so damn right. His body shuddered with the pleasure of feeling the other's fingers trail down his stomach and down where the bulging of his boxers were...

 

RRRRRRRRIIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGGG

 

With a startled sound Shin jumped up in his bed before slapping his hand down onto the alarm clock and rubbing his eyes with irritation. His body felt like the body of a 90 year old male, creaking and cracking with discomfort after everything that had gone down the day before. Shit.. what was up with that dreamin-... With a face of utter disbelief he looked down at himself and the bed. A WET DREAM? This was just unbelievable! That hadn't happened since when he first entered puberty! And even then it had happened rarely! He stomped off from the bed, feeling agitated and ashamed of himself while he entered another freezing cold shower. The water was in no way cold enough to properly punish him for these forbidden thoughts and feelings. This has got to stop. After he was done deep freezing his body, he dried swiftly off and stared with red eyes into the mirror. His face was a bit pale, and there were dark circles underneath his eyes; the evidence for the lack of sleeping. A few bruises added some colouring, and his nose was still just a bit swollen.

 

"Pervert..."

 

He muttered to his own reflection, before he left the bathroom and got dressed for class. He'd have to change his bed later that day when done with all the classes. Shin's steps were anything but light as he left the security of the room and headed into the lion's den. He felt like everybody would be able to read upon his face what kind of a dream he had had. And for all he knew, Tadashi could have been done sharing a story about how Shin had attacked him and forced a kiss upon him. Yeah I am definitely dead. Before reaching the class, he got himself a quick breakfast as the male had barely even eaten after arriving at the school. As the last bite of an apple was swallowed down, his eyes strayed to a clock on the wall. Class in 10 minutes. It was unavoidable. If his memory served him correctly, then this day would also start up with Advanced English.

 

As he entered the classroom, it didn't seem like anyone noticed him. Rather everybody were busy chatting and laughing and being their merry selves. He didn't look up to check if Tadashi was there already. From out of the corner of his eye he thought that the seat was empty, yet there was no way he would really check. Rather he walked with quick steps towards where his table and chair had been, only to discover that someone else was occupying his spot. I am pretty sure it was supposed to be here.. He looked further back and saw what was probably his desk and chair, shoved up into the farthest corner of the classroom. Guess it can't be helped. He pretended like he didn't see a few smirks from some of the teens, as he walked up to the vacant seat. The table had been written and drawn on with all sorts of rude remarks and pictures, and even the words 'die idiot' had been carved deep into the wood. Shin only swallowed back the annoyance and the tiny hint of despair, before he pulled the chair out and sat down.

 

"Ouch what the heck?!"

 

As if a snake had bit him, Shin jumped up again with a bewildered expression. The classroom exploded into laughter, evil and cruel laughter. His hand went to the back of his thigh and came back bloodied. Something stabbed me? With a scrutinizing gaze he checked the chair and only when really searching, did he see the sharp piece of transparent glass that had been shoved into the stuffing. This was beyond any sort of bullying he had witnessed before. This was just plain cruel! His thigh hurt, and he knew that even if he wasn't dangerously wounded the blood was still trickling down his leg and colouring the leg of the pants.

 

"Look he's having his period!"

 

A female's voice rang out, and again everybody laughed. Shin squeezed his fists tightly, before he grabbed his bag and half-limped out of the classroom. Just as he was about to exit, he bumped into the brunette teacher.

 

"Oh! Hadarame-kun, where are you- Are you bleeding?!"

 

"I'm sorry sensei, it seems like I was a bit clumsy and scratched myself. I will go get it checked out with the nurses and then be back."

 

"Ah.. alright."

 

She watched her new student limp away, and then peeked with suspicion into the classroom, but everyone had gotten quiet and innocent looking again.

[Gatichan]

When Tadashi’s alarm clock rang, he picked it up and threw it as violently against the wall as he could. He hadn’t slept a wink at all and what was worst of all: he wasn’t expected to go to class that day, or the rest of the week, yet he had forgotten to switch his annoying alarm clock off. And due to his hard-on, which had taken basically forever to hard-off again, he had been awake practically the whole night. And despite his lovely shower massage, his body ached him everywhere and he was crankier than ever.

 

That new guy. Tadashi had had a lot of time to think about him and he had decided that having stood up for the unknown guy had been the stupidest thing he had ever done. By having helped the other guy stay at Amaterasu, he had only condemned himself. Because now, each time that he had to look into that pretty guy’s face – there! He was doing it again! Tadashi shot upright in bed and yelled out at his empty apartment. Just imagining the other guy’s face was causing him to once again think of all kinds of ridiculous adjectives that didn’t fit to men. Adjectives like pretty and cute and gorgeous-

 

Tadashi jumped out of bed, his aura murderous. He needed to get out of his apartment, otherwise he’d go mad. But the easy jump had pained him and Tadashi winced. Maybe before he went out into the forest surrounding the castle, he ought to drop in at the nurse’s station to get some ointment or something for his back before it really did kill him.

 

Stripping before he climbed into the shower, Tadashi closed his eyes as he lifted his face into the gentle spray from above. It was so unfair- even the light drizzle hurt his nose. Turning around and groaning as the jets of water hit him everywhere that it hurt at the same time, Tadashi opened his eyes to stare at his wet toes. The past night had been dreadful, but the worst thing about having had a hard-on had been that he hadn’t been able to touch himself to find release. No, it wasn’t that he was against masturbation- what he was against was masturbating to a hard-on that had been caused by that blasted new kid. It was infuriating, it was degrading, it was disgusting, it was…gay. Yes, it was gay and Tadashi shuddered again.

 

With a towel wrapped around his middle, he fell effortlessly into an armchair and activating his brand new notebook, fresh off the market, he logged onto Wikipedia. It was about time to see what the hell he was. Was he gay because he’d got an erection after having been kissed by another guy? Hopefully not. Everything within him rebelled against the idea, especially because until the day before, Tadashi had had no trouble envisioning himself bonking Aya’s brains out, but during the past night…well…let’s just say that Aya had become more muscular and had golden-brown eyes, and instead of breasts filling out his hands, Tadashi had been holding onto a-

 

Tadashi shuddered again, wildly shaking his head. No, he was NOT going to go there. Glaring at his notebook screen as if blaming Wikipedia for his momentary problems, Tadashi began to read through the article. He had never really wasted a moment’s thought on his sexual orientation, but the longer he read on, the longer his face grew. Thinking about someone of his same sex…that sounded rather clear. But then he stumbled across the word pansexuality and he stopped. Double clicking on the article, Tadashi’s heart slowed down and began to beat normally again when he read that as a pansexual, he was “gender-blind”. And, as the Oxford Dictionary of English stated, as a pansexual he wasn’t “limited or inhibited in sexual choice with regard to gender or activity”. There he had it! He’d only got a hard-on because of the kiss, but he he’d been kissed by Aya, the same would have happened. Tadashi leaned back in his chair with a sigh of relief- thank God! For eight hours there, he’d seriously feared he was gay, but in reality, he was only pansexual!

 

Laughing at his silly fears, Tadashi tossed his towel aside and changing into some jogging clothes, he threw the hoodie over and left his apartment with his in-ear earphones blaring out Goth music. Picking up a tray and being the last to finish his breakfast inside the canteen, Tadashi next headed for the nurse’s station. Rapping against the door smartly, Tadashi smiled easily at the nurse in charge there, a pretty brunette.

 

“Hey there, Tadashi Kumoide-”

 

“Oh, I know who you are,” the nurse giggled, walking over to him. “How can I help you?”

 

Tadashi shrugged out his hoodie and T-shirt, standing there with his chest bare. “I got into a fight yesterday and I still have some aches here and there. Would you have some lotion or cream?” The nurse hurried towards the ointment cupboard on the far side and while she had her back turned, the door to the nurse station opened and…

 

“Oh, for crying in a bucket!! Are you stalking me, or something!?” Tadashi snapped aggressively at the new kid, who, from all the freaking students at the freaking school, had had to show up right then. Tadashi opened his mouth to continue raving, but when he saw the dark red stain that was growing on his classmate’s trouser leg, he paled. “Oh God- what happened to you?” he gasped, his loud, angry voice changing and becoming low, husky…honestly concerned.

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It had taken a few minutes (few very long minutes) to find where the nurses station was, yet finally he was standing in front of the door. Maybe I can just crash here for a few minutes, I could really use a nap. There was always that chance of him being able to turn this shitty situation into something better. If he was forced to go see a nurse, he could as well give her puppy eyes so he could nap and she'd bring a note to the teacher. Besides, it wasn't as if he would really be able to sit down easily for the rest of the day. Those bastards. I am going to find out who did it... And then what was he going to do? One guy against a group. What if it had been Tadashi's idea? No... He thought back to the night before, and immediately the blasted dream followed suit, making Shin shake his head sharply. I am not walking in there with a hard on. That could very easily be mistaken for sexual harassment towards the poor nurses. His fingers rattled lightly at the door, before he opened them and walked in.

 

"Excuse me-"

 

His words left his mouth. The first thing he saw when he entered the room, was the bare chest of Tadashi. Am I in a nightmare? Is this ever going to stop? Am I perhaps cursed? It took all he had to tear his gaze away from that chest... even if he wanted nothing more than to walk closer and lick that soft looking skin. Nope. Enough of these thoughts.

 

“Oh, for crying in a bucket!! Are you stalking me, or something!?”

 

Shin groaned and seriously thought of walking back out of there. Of course it would look like that. But what was Tadashi doing here? Perhaps he's still sore since yesterday. So he really hadn't been in the classroom? Oh, of course not. What an idiot I am. I forgot he got suspended for a week. Maybe he didn't know then..?

 

"Look, I just came here to-"

 

“Oh God- what happened to you?”

 

The amber eyed boy looked with confusion and surprise at the other male. A genuine surprise, before a small flutter of hope tickled at his stomach. He really didn't know? He wasn't in on it? Why the heck is that making me feel so happy? The exclamation from Tadashi made the nurse turn sharply around and look at the newcomer. Her eyes flew to his blood painted pants before she looked him in the face and tried to remember if she had seen him before.

 

"You are the new student aren't you? What did happen? Here I must check that out right away, take off your pants."

 

Shin stepped backwards. Take off his pants? Now? In front of Tadashi?! Oh Hell no. He wondered if he should be stingy and say something to Tadashi, yet the boy felt like he simply had no energy at all to start a new fight. He was tired and hurting, and just wanted to get out of there before he would be bashed again for being gay. Or worse, before he would pull Tadashi closer and continue where they left off last night.

 

"Oh don't be shy, this is my job and Kumoide is a male too."

 

The nurse giggled as she followed the retreating boy, obviously she was a bit too happy about being able to get that cute guy's pants off. Small protests were heard, before Shin finally gave in and started unbuttoning his pants. He felt a little bit awkward as the nurse was not backing off, and he stared down at the floor while unzipping and then pulling the pants down his legs. A small tug and sharp pain made him grumble and grimace as the fabric had been starting to get glued to the fresh wound, yet he didn't stop until the pants were off and draped over the back of a chair. It was really embarrassing to stand there clad in his shirt and jacket, and then only the boxers. Swiftly the nurse pulled him to a lone bed and almost physically wrestled him down on it so that he would lie on his stomach.

 

"Hmm it's not a very big wound but it is a bit deep. You have to be careful not to get an infection. I might have to stitch it a bit. And you really have to tell me what happened so I know what I am dealing with."

 

Her warm hands were touching the back of his thigh, making the boy have to almost hold onto the bed so he wouldn't shy away. Stop touching me you bimbo. The light touch was a bit too much for the young male, especially after he had had quite the dream the night before. All that could enter his mind was the imaginative thought that it was Tadashi touching him and not that nurse. He couldn't even look at the class president, as this was way too embarrassing and degrading. She started cleaning up the blood with soft strokes, wiping at his sore skin before pressing a gauge to the wound to stop any further bleeding. Shin hissed softly between his teeth and bit lightly down on his tongue before speaking out.

 

"I... it was just an accident."

 

He said it in a monotone, almost feeling like the battered housewife who told everyone that she had fallen down the staircase. This is just pathetic. He would have never even begun to imagine something like that happening. He really should have been more on his guard, and not underestimated the love that the class held for their class president.

 

"I guess I should have watched out more carefully. It was a broken glass. Didn't look dirty."

 

There wasn't really any accusation to the words, but there was no mistaking the hint of bitterness in the tone. He turned his head on the pillow so he was facing away from Tadashi as he told this .. well white lie. Shin didn't want to be that guy who would tattle on the others. It was a very vague description, and the nurse made a soft clicking sound with her tongue before accepting the explanation. Sometimes it was just hard to make boys share, she had found that out after a few years as a nurse. Her eyes strayed a bit from her work to stare at the very well formed butt that was unfortunately hidden underneath boxers, before she quickly stood up with slightly pink cheeks.

 

"Well I need to get some antibiotics and a mild anesthetic. I have to go to the store room, so Kumoide would you watch over my patient while I fetch those things? And then I will make sure to take care of you also."

 

Does she have to make her tone so suggestive? The door opened and closed, and there was silence hovering in the air. Shin was still sort of hiding his face in the pillow, not wanting to stare with desire at Tadashi nor let him see that Shin was already turning a bit red. It's a good thing I am lying on my stomach.

 

"It's fine, you don't have to stay in here."

 

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