He's an asshole. He's pretentious. He always thinks that he's right. He always thinks I'm wrong. And yet, what can I say? He is smart, brilliant even. And I can barely remember my glove when he forces me to go to practice.
So, why did he stick around?
I don't really offer much, even though I'm pretty awesome to begin with. Ehh, well, maybe not all the time. Oowada always calls me a dumbass, Ishimaru constantly berates me to work harder, even Naegi wants to get away sometimes because I'm being overly obnoxious (he's just too nice to actually say it to my face). And hey, I might not be that smart, but I know I don't always don't like to…exert a lot of effort. I hate school, I hate baseball–err, well, not so much hate as extremely dislike but still!
But Togami is like the king of working hard. His title should really be the "Ultimate Heir-that-works-really-hard". Why he's even at this school still boggles my mind. He has 40 billion yen that he earned on his own. Who the hell does that?! I can barely even stop myself from spending over the budget at the hair salon. Wow…that sounded really fucking prissy. Hey, those girls are pretty cute!
But, and I know this sounds so cliche and corny (shit I hope I used those right), but there really is more to him than that. Yeah he's a total asshole, but he's also protective. Like, really really protective. Yeah he's pretentious, but he's also a really good tutor. And trust me, I hate tutors. I don't really need them if I don't give two shits about school. And yeah he thinks he's always right, but…he usually is. That's the annoying part! He's always right! Ugh, it riles me up! But, the weird thing is, it's okay. I really don't care. He can be right, cause that takes the pressure off me! Heh…
Sometimes I still wonder why he stays with me, why he bothers with me. People have done far less annoying shit in our school, and he never speaks to them again. Heh, I guess if I didn't know any better, maybe he actually cares–
"That's only in Hiragana."
Kuwata shrieked, suddenly cuddling the papers close as he glared up at the blonde heir. "Fucking hell, Byakuya! This wasn't for practice!"
"Then what's the point of it? I told you that you needed to practice your other alphabets. You do remember that your test is all in Kanji, correct?"
"Yes…"
Togami adjusted his glasses. "Then stop wasting time and practice." he said sternly, moving to grab the papers in a fluid motion, ignoring the baseball star's sudden yelp of protest.
"Byakuya give it back!"
Looking at the poorly scrawled symbols all over the page, he read it quickly and couldn't stop the smirk that came on his face as his cold blue eyes shift down to Kuwata. "You write about me a lot?"
"No!"
"Leon, you know I hate lying."
The red-head grimaced and pressed his index fingers together sheepishly. "…Chihiro said that it was a good idea to get my thoughts out on paper. I told him it was too fucking girly but he insisted what do you want me to do?!" he squeaked defensively. He ducked back slightly as the taller teen moved closer, slender finger perched below his fiery goatee to keep his chin up.
"Nothing, that's exactly how I want it. You should be thinking of me all the time." he purred, tone sultry. Kuwata blinked a few times, licking his lips as he moved closer.
"But if you don't start practicing, I'll have no choice but to force you…~"
Aaaaand the mood was killed.