Hi everyone,
I actually wrote this story awhile back ago but never get around to continue and publish it. Looks like inspiration has kicked in once again and I am back to continuing and finishing my stories. As usual, I would like to sincerely thank all of my faithful readers for their endless support. Hope you guys enjoy the story!
Summary: Usui Shusei, student council president and student role model. Renjo Hotsuma, the school's notorious delinquent. What happens when their paths cross each other's?
Disclaimer: I do not own Uraboku. Just a vivid imagination about Hotsuma and Shusei.
Chapter 1
Elegant, distinctive footsteps could be heard across the hall, as a regal looking brunet took elegant strides across the classrooms.
"Good morning, Usui-kun." Usui Shusei turned and smiled back at the source of the greeting. A timid looking petite girl was smiling shyly at him, and she swooned when she was on the receiving end of Shusei's gorgeous smile.
"Good morning," he replied smoothly as he made his usual morning rounds
around the school campus, ensuring that everything was in order.
Although Shusei was only a second year, he had been promoted to be the student council president due to his unrivalled charisma and chivalrous personality. Everyone was also impressed and awed by his leadership qualities and even the teachers have a certain degree of respect towards him.
In everyone's eyes, Shusei was perfect. He was good looking – all the girls are charmed by his looks and there were rumors that even some of the guys are attracted to the brunet; He excelled in his studies as he was always one of the top in his year; and he was helpful towards other students.
Besides that, Shusei's school record was clean without a single blemish. Everyone loved Usui Shusei and everyone wanted his attention.
Shusei greeted a few teachers who were passing by and bowed respectfully. As the morning bell rand for assembly, he stood at the entrance door of the assembly and glanced around. Students were lined up according to their classes and years. The principal came and gave his usual speech, before a few more announcements were made regarding club activities and finally, morning assembly was dismissed and the students lined up and exited the hall.
It was the usual start of the term, and everything was going smoothly, except… there was one student that was absent from assembly – a certain troublesome blond freshman.
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A blond teen lay sprawled across his bed and he rubbed his eyes when the morning sunrays hit his eyes. He groaned and turned to glance at his bedside alarm clock. He cursed a string of colorful words when he saw the time. He was going to be late for the first day of his new school term.
Without a care for the world, the blond got off his bed and slowly trudged towards the bathroom. A few minutes later, he came out and slowly got dressed in his school uniform. He yawned loudly when he was halfway knotting his tie. Picking up his school bag from the floor, he gave his messy one-room apartment one last glance before heading out.
Renjo Hotsuma couldn't care less about being late to school. He knew that he was going to be in trouble anyway, so why bother to rush?
When the school campus came to sight, he was already an hour late and morning assembly was long over. Pacing to his classroom with heavy footsteps, he stopped in front of class I-VII and slammed open the door without a single greeting, walking towards his usual seat at the back of the classroom.
His classmates were silent when the intimidating looking blond walked towards his seat. A few girls were mumbling and whispering to each other.
"And may I ask why were you so late, Renjo-kun?" his homeroom teacher said sternly.
"I overslept," Hotsuma replied in a deadpan manner.
"And you didn't think of setting an alarm or getting someone in your family to wake you up?" his teacher glanced in annoyance.
Hotsuma leaned back onto his seat. "Sensei, my alarm got spoiled," he replied nonchalantly and a few of his classmates giggled at his lame excuse. Hotsuma threw them a fierce glare, which clearly interpreted as laugh-once-more-and-I-will-throttle-you.
His teacher frowned at him slightly, before sighing in defeat and continuing with his teaching.
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Hotsuma mostly lazed or slept throughout the day's lessons. He didn't pay the slightest attention to any of the classes. When the lunch bell rang, Hotsuma stood up and went to his usual favorite spot – the rooftop where he would enjoy a proper nap.
When he had climbed up to the rooftop and kicked open the door, a few second year juniors were already settling themselves at his favorite corner and he scowled in annoyance.
He went forward to them and they turned. One of the boys smirked upon seeing Hotsuma's purple tie, which indicated that he was a first year.
"What do you want, freshman?" he asked rather rudely. Hotsuma narrowed his eyes dangerously. He was really in a bad mood. "Move. This is my spot," he said in a low growl.
"Huh? What did you say?" the other boys then stood up and surrounded the blond, who stood there firmly, his hands still resting in his pockets. Hotsuma then took out his hands from his pocket, and his hands clenched into fists. He was itching to just punch the lights out of them when they continued to mock him.
"Look at this guy. He has so many piercing on his ears!" The second year juniors laughed mockingly. Hotsuma growled, his temper skyrocketing.
"I said MOVE!" he roared and the juniors continued to laugh.
"And who are you to just ask us to move? Haven't your mother taught you any manners?"
Hotsuma lost it. There was no way he was going to let those boys go when they brought his family into this. His anger seeped out and he ran his fist on the nearest boy's stomach, before glaring menacingly at the remaining juniors, who cowered in fear when they saw Hotsuma's wrath. They gave him one last glare before walking off.
Hotsuma sneered and gave the boy who was knocked out one last kick before deciding to go find another place to nap. He chanced upon a nice looking spot – underneath a cherry blossom tree in the courtyard. Hotsuma leaned against the thick tree trunk, resting his hands on the back of his head and going into a light doze.
He had no friends nor did he join any peer group. He couldn't be bothered to make any friends and he always got into fights whenever he lost his short temper.
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Usui Shusei eyes widened when he saw a few boys from his year looking slightly disheveled. His eyes frowned at their untidy school uniform and he went forward. "You three, straighten up your ties and uniform," he barked out, causing the other three to turn.
"Y-Yes, Usui-san," they mumbled and they straightened out their ties. What were they doing? Shusei sighed before making his round towards the rooftop. His eyes widened once again in shock when he saw an unconscious student lying at the corner. He ran forward and kneeled down.
"Hey, are you alright?" he asked as he gently shook the boy's shoulder. The boy seemed to have heard him and he grunted in response. Shusei quickly steadied the boy, placing the boy's arm around his own neck and led him to the infirmary.
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"Isuzu-sensei, how is he?" asked Shusei after the school's physician have examined the unconscious boy, who was now resting on a single bed.
"He had a few broken ribs near his stomach. It's nothing too serious and he should be fine after a few days rest," the doctor said, pushing his glasses higher.
"Was he hit by someone?" asked Shusei, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm not certain. It could be possible, but that means that that person has a lot of strength," the doctor said once again in a low voice.
"Ok. Thanks, sensei. I'll be sure to inform the principal about this," said Shusei as he headed out of the infirmary. Who could possibly have done this?
He then remembered the three second-years who were running from of the rooftop stairway. Maybe they know something about it, he thought.
He remembered that those boys were in class II-V, the same class as Toko and he went towards that classroom.
A few minutes later, he stopped in front of the classroom and glanced inside. The girls swooned when they saw him and a beautiful silky haired girl beamed at the brunet. "Shusei!" she smiled at him, and Shusei could only smile back. Murasame Toko was his girlfriend and they have been dating for six months.
"Toko, hello," he greeted his girlfriend with a gorgeous smile. Toko blushed and a few other girls gazed longingly, envious at Toko as she gave a small peck onto his cheek.
"It's rare for you to come visit. What's up?" she asked as she held onto his hand.
"I needed to talk to some of your classmates," he said smoothly. He was fond of Toko and he had dated a few girls in the past, but he had always closed off his heart. Toko was the one who confessed to him and he accepted her feelings, and they have dated since. However, Shusei never looked at her as more than a friend and he was feeling kind of guilty. They held hands, they hugged and they kissed but Shusei never opened himself up. He had always distanced himself from others.
Shusei glanced around the classroom and saw those three boys. He went inside and walked towards their seats. The three boys turned, and paled when they saw the student council president.
"I need to ask you guys something," said Shusei, his voice no room for argument. The three boys gulped, and nodded.
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