Peter Kirkland was sent to the teacher's lounge by his older brother to get a box of prints from the closet. Peter sighed, Why did Headmaster Vargas make his older brother his teacher, it's not fair. The Sealander, after thinking of ways to beat up Jerk Arthur, finally made it to the room. He opened up the door and walked over to the closet. He opened up the closet door, and the sight the young boy witnessed made him want to kill his brother. He must've purposely sent him to get it. Why else would he send the shortest child in his class to get a box that was located on the top shelf? "That jerk! I'll never be able to reach it! Maybe I can get Papa Berwald to beat that jerk up.", the Sealander said to himself. The boy stood on his tip toes to try and reach the box, but it ended in a fail. This is one of the moments where he wishes his adopted dad from Sweden would help him. While the twelve year old was still trying, and not succeeding in getting the box, he failed to hear footsteps enter the room.
"Hey Peter, do you need any help?" Peter froze, he recognized that voice. Slowly, he turned his head around, hoping the person who he thinks it is, isn't there. Too bad for Peter, because the person who he didn't want to see, was standing right in front of him. Marcello Vargas, a sixteen year old from Seborga. Peter frowned, the smirk on his rival's face couldn't mean good news. Marcello was actually Peter's self proclaimed rival because the young boy thinks they're both after the girl from Wy. The same couldn't be said for Marcello. Peter twitched a bit when he noticed that the Seborgan was still waiting for an answer. The boy angrily snapped at him. "Why would I need help from a useless Italian like you?"
Marcello's expression saddened a bit, and his box-like curl drooped a bit. Suddenly the Sealander felt bad at how he snapped at the older boy. "Uhh..." he scratched the back of his head. "Sorry about the sudden outburst, but yeah, I could use some help." The look on the Seborgan's face pretty much lit the room up with happiness.
"Here, I'll take half of the stack, and you can carry the other half," spoke the now ecstatic Marcello. Peter blushed at the look on the other's face, before turning his head away. "T-t-that's so very kind of you, onii-sama!" Marcello just let out a laugh, Oh dio, Peter's such a cute little kid. I admit that the urge to protect him has become so great, just like his little Sailor's cap.
Peter looked back at Marcello, I feel so much different now. It's an unknown sensation...isn't this feeling between two boys off-limits. OH MY GOD! Do I have a crush on Marcello-nii?
A/N lol guys, I don't know if I should finish this or leave you to create your own ending XD It's pretty much just a drabble based off of Piko and Gachapoid's version of Doki Doki Yaoi Gakuen. Jerk Arthur is a Jerk! D8 I should really work on This Just Might Work Out, y'all are probably liek "OMG LIEK, WHAT'S GOING TO LIEK, HAPPEN NEXT?" I'll give you some spoilers, Senor Tortuga, Lovino, and Aleksandr make an unusual appearance. Haha. Now I'm just ranting~!
Dio means God in Italian
Piyo~!