That day had started out normally at Fujimori Gakuen, normal classes, normal teachers, normal boys sending the princesses normal adoring glances, normal Yuujirou normally torturing Mikoto, completely normal until half way through English class…
Tooru was slouched in his desk impassively taking notes, when the sound of feet pounding through the hall interrupted the teachers lecture.
Most of the class fell quiet as the loud footfalls were almost exactly outside the door.
"Wah! I'm sorry! I'm very sorry! I'm late!" a boy burst into the classroom and yelled, his attire was messy as though he had ran half way across the city in order to make it to class on time ,which he hadn't in the first place.
The entire class, even the teacher, stared at him in an uncomfortable silence, which left the boy red faced. Their eyes grew wide in awe of the pretty boy who had entered the room so suddenly. The teacher didn't even scold him for the rude and noisy interruption of his not-so-interesting lecture on English pronouns.
The boy shifted uncomfortably and, bowing, handed the teacher a note.
The teacher examined the note carefully then turned to face the class, "This student is Shidoku Chiaki, he has transferred to Fujimori for various reasons, none of which I have been permitted to share with you by the boy's family, please treat him kindly, Sakamoto, will you please show him around after class."
Akira smiled kind-heartedly at Chiaki, "of course," he dipped his head to the new boy.
Chiaki gave Akira a tight smile and bowed to the class, an anxious look on his face; he took an empty seat at the back of the classroom, which just so happened to be next to the tyrannical blonde princess, Shihoudani Yuujirou.
Yuujirou scowled at him loathingly.
The rest of the boys in the classroom stared at Chiaki in fresh adoration, some whispered excitedly to the others around them.
Chiaki pretended not to notice the enthusiastic looks he got from his new classmates, and the death glares from Yuujirou, and dutifully began copying notes.
Tooru found himself watching Chiaki as well.
The boy's black hair was longish and wispy, his wire rimmed glasses sat on the bridge of his pointed nose, he caught the bluenette's gaze and gave a small wave, returning to his transcripts promptly as if not wanting to find out if Tooru's face would become plastered with the same awe and enthusiasm that the other students emanated towards him.
Tooru had to admit he found the boys deep blue-grey eyes to be a beautifully striking point on his face, only to be obscured by his glasses. He bit his perfectly shaped lips in frustration as his pencil snapped.
When, finally the lesson ended, Chiaki was the first to hand in his work and leave the classroom, without waiting for Akira to show him around the building.
Akira gave a huff and sprinted after the pretty black haired boy, "Shidoku-kun! Wait!" he called as he raced after the black haired male.
As Tooru filed out of the classroom his stomach growled, perfect timing he thought and headed off towards the school cafeteria. 'What's the deal with this Shidoku guy? What are these undisclosed reasons for transferring?' He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice Yuujirou walking beside him for several moments; when he did, he jumped sky high, "Ah! When did you get here?!"
Yuujirou rolled his eyes, still glaring religiously ahead.
"What?"
"I hate him!" the blonde spat.
Tooru raised an eyebrow and trailed Yuujirou's gaze, which locked on Chiaki, who was being stared at by all other boys in the halls, and Akira, "why? What's wrong, Yuu-kun?"
Yuujirou flared and turned to Tooru, "Isn't it obvious, you idiot!?" he turned, seething, back to staring at Chiaki, "he's pretty! Too pretty!" he tightened his fists and took a breath, "it's unacceptable… to be more lovely then me!"
SO! I was working on this for a while and finally decided to post it, I hope it's not to bad *sweat*
Thanks for reading XD
