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A/N: The prompt was Cell Phones. It's dedicated to my beta fire.rose.black
Title: Skip For Me?
Haru casually slipped his cell phone out of his pocket and glanced at the little screen. Annoyingly enough, it was still blank, with no new text or voice messages. He rolled his eyes at his phone, grey irises flashing in a bored way. He slipped the phone back into his pocket, and glanced around his class room tiredly. His teacher was talking.
Did teachers ever tire of it? Talking, talking, talking… sentence after sentence after sentence with no one paying attention, and only one or two people trying to bring themselves to care. He looked at the old man who was rambling on and on, and almost felt bored thinking about it.
He shifted in his seat, and looked over at Momiji, who was bouncing. The blonde boy was wearing his uniform, a girl's uniform, and was giggling silently with a smaller chubby girl. He caught the Rabbit's eye and gave him a look that clearly said you-are-too-happy-for-your-own-good.
The good natured half-German only grinned blithely in return and continued to color or whatever he had been doing. Haru rocked his chair onto its back legs, and leaned against the wall behind him. He purposefully made sure always to sit in the back of the class room. Oherwise, people stared at him more than normal.
Speaking of staring, three girls on the other end of the classroom, directly behind Momiji, were staring at him. He turned his bored grey gaze to them and they giggled and turned away.
He sighed, annoyed again, tugging at his black polo, getting it to crease just right. He loved clothing and accessorizing, and therefore never wore his uniform the way it was supposed to be worn. Then again neither did…
The girls turned to him again, staring at him still. He realized that he was handsome and was not bashful, or modest. But why did girls always like him? He didn't have anything against them, persay, but he would much rather it was a boy that liked him.
He slipped one hand into his tight pant's pocket and fished out his cell phone. The little screen had lit up with a new text message from… His heart skipped a beat and he stood up. He grabbed his white jacket, and opened the window easily, ignoring the teachers pause in his lecture. He swung his legs out of the building and jumped down, rolling in a practiced landing. He then walked lazily towards the exit of school, ignoring his teacher still. The poor man had stuck his head out the window and was yelling in vain.
He sat on the sidewalk, beneath a bridge, just outside their school, and looked at his text message, opening it quickly.
He grinned at the short message and stood once more, trotting back to Shigure-Sensei's house. He ran a hand through his black and white hair for a moment before walking into the house.
"Hello?"
All he got was silence as an answer. He set down his jacket and politely removed his shoes, before cautiously wandering into the living room. He stood for a moment, before turning to look out the window. He suddenly felt a presence, and bit back a grin, forcing himself to keep his muscles lax and feign oblivion.
He allowed himself he pulled around, and had no time to even really react before hot lips were on his, and an arm snaked around his waist. He pulled away slightly breathlessly, and let a small smile cross his lips.
"Hey Kyou."
