Monday mornings, to hate or not to hate, that is the question.
Yeah, and what a question it is. It's such a controversial question you know. I mean, Monday mornings bring five full days of semi-inevitable studying after and then a weekend of either endless clubbing nights or endless studying nights. And then there's Sunday night, which brings Monday morning and then the whole shebang. So another question arises,
To hate Sunday nights more than Monday mornings or not to hate Sunday nights more than Monday mornings, that is another question.
So, here I am, stuck in Physics in the most indecent time of day to study motion and whatnot. I mean, who the hell cares whether displacement is a scalar or a vector? And don't get me started on the graphs! Oh, and did I mention my professor's queer? He cross dresses, hits on other male profs and hangs out with the female ones.
Weird? Not quite. Why? He looks like a girl to start with, so it's not quite noticeable. I remember when I first met him as a first year student, he was with another female professor and was sporting a white blouse and black pencil skirt (I swear he was wearing a bra!), anyway I just had to be all nice and polite and greeted them both at the same time while using the term 'miss'.
Was he flattered? You would not believe it! He actually holds it against me, I'm sure there's a rule for teachers saying that they should not blackmail students especially when said teacher is either a cross dresser, queer or both! I have yet to discover that big book of rules though.
I shifted my gaze around and it fell on random people. There was the smartass blonde, Yui something. Last names tend to escape me. Anyway, she's a real dang smartass, plus she's head of the student union, captain of the female football team (that's soccer to you American readers, can't imagine Yui being captain to a rugby team, ha!) on top of that, she's a real teacher's pet.
Moving on, there's Ri Houjun, sitting quietly in the middle row, obediently taking notes and nodding at the proper intervals. As for me, my notebook is open, and I am holding my pen, but I prefer to fill in my pages with creativity. Example is a doodle of Professor Gi Aruyu dancing merrily in a field of daisies. Who's prof Aruyu? We'll meet him later. Don't worry.
Next victim, hmm, no one else to fall upon my bored amber stare? Oh wait, do not despair, there's a guy I haven't noticed before; he's sitting by the window looking, as bored as I am! Yay me! Ehem, anyway; he looks cool, like that bad ass boy all the girls fall for. He has midnight blue hair with the coolest looking scar on his left cheek, wonder why I've never seen him before. Maybe he's-
"Mr. Kou Shun'u," stated a voice quite firmly, yet calm, "If you're done checking out Kouji there by the window, I would appreciate it if you were to pay attention to the lesson-" he smirked a little bit "-or have I found a new comrade?" he added slyly. The whole class was snickering and giggling and I felt myself visibly blush. Me? Blush? Never! Anyway, to gain my male pride at least a teensy bit, I cleared my throat and with confidence, I answered,
"No sir, I will pay attention, I mean ma'am, no sir, I mean, prof," the whole class was laughing like mad now and it only helped to make me blush even more. Curse you uncontrollable emotions! I will get you one day!
A loud ring echoed throughout the class, signaling the end of the torturing lesson. Saved by the bell! Taking a couple of deep breaths I stalked calmly out of the theatre and brushed off the snide remarks directed my way. I guess the proper thing to do was to apologize to the mysterious badass, what was his name? Right, Kouji. After all, he didn't deserve to be called names when it was my fault. And for the record, I am perfectly straight! Yessiree, I am a tough, straight 100 percent male! Complete with male pride and ego, get it while stocks last, available at stores near you. Ha! I crack myself up sometimes! I am so funny, I don't even realize it.
So, I'm on my way outside to the campus hangar. Yes we have a hangar, cool right? So, it was engine mechanics with Professor Aruyu next, yes it's the same dancing-in-daisy-field Aruyu, but he isn't a wuss or sissy, or every other term synonymous to. He has this cold blue eyed stare that sends shivers down your backs, not the good oh-my-god-she's-hot shivers, the bad say-that-again-and-I'll-have-you-expelled shivers. Yes, he is that bad. He'll make you do push-ups for fifteen solid minutes if you're one second late. There was this obese kid in our class once and he was late by just a teensy bit and bam! Fifteen minutes of push-ups now! I felt sorry for the guy, I really did, and it made me feel grateful for the fact that I'm fit as a fiddle.
Back to mechanics, I'm putting on the standard blue overalls with five minutes left till class starts. Better hurry if I don't want to suffer from an achy-breaky body. As evil as he is, I enjoy this class, you get to spend the last period trying to put together the helicopter's engine and try and start the thing. No one's been successful so far and I plan on being the first! Oh yes, I have high hopes. Class has just started and bless everyone for being on time. The whole solid two and a half hours went by without a disturbance and we all were obedient little mice. Now comes my favourite part, putting together the engine and since there are five helicopters, five people get to be lucky number ones and I'm one of them. So just take a deep breath and concentrate. 15 minutes later, I finished the whole thing and it was time to start the engines,
"Start whenever you please students," came professor Aruyu's calm drawl complete with trademark smirk. He was the college's ex-student and one of the few to actually get the heli to start. I guess it was something to be proud of, I was on the last heli and hence the last to start.
First? Didn't even sputter.
Second? No luck.
Third? Please try again.
Fourth? I'm sorry to tell you but your engine has died, oh wait! It was never alive to start with!
Me? Let's hope this works, I triple checked everything and with my fingers crossed I started it and-
Dang it! Why won't you start oh evil engine? Have you no sympathy on a boy with a dream to be simply recognized? Why do you torment me so? Why?!
"Well, it was a good try as always. Now read up on your notes, we might or might not have a test tomorrow. Class dismissed," I sadly hopped out of the seat in the helicopter and made my way to the lockers to change and grab my sling bag. Classes are over for today and I feel like catching some Z's. So I plopped my lazy ass on the nearest patch of green I laid my eyes on and it happened to be under a shady tree. Quite my luck, maybe it was making up for my failure to start the engine earlier.
Anyways, I was catching some major Z's and apparently dreaming of Aruyu in a skirt (how godawfully disturbing!), when some stupid ass tripped over my extended legs; can't a guy get some shut eye around here? I was ready to snap when I saw it was actually a girl, quite a cute one at that.
"Hey? I'm sorry, you need help?" I offered gently. Gently? Now that's new. She looked up at me with the brightest hazel eyes and gave me a small smile.
"Thanks, you don't have to apologize, it's my fault for not paying attention," she took my extended hand and I pulled her up, I collected her books and she dusted herself off, "I get dizzy when I'm out in the sun too long, plus I'm a total klutz." She flashed a wide grin and it made me smile. Did I mention I don't like smiling much? 'Cause I have these wolf-like canines that pop out if I do. It freaks people out a lot, but oddly it didn't faze her. She actually reached up to gingerly poke her finger against it (I said up because she's quite small, 5 foot 3, maybe less), as if testing the sharpness. She retracted her hand and my smile faded, she looked at me and extended her hand as if nothing happened, "Almost forgot, I'm Miaka Yuuki, pleased to meet you."
"Kou Shun'u, pleased to meet you too," I withdrew my hand from her grip, and it was a surprisingly strong one. An awkward silence filled the air and she thankfully broke it,
"Well, I have to get going, it was nice meeting you, and I'll see you around Shun'u-san, bye." I muttered a reply and watched her back (I said back not backside) as she went in the direction of the female dorms.
"Miaka Yuuki, cute," With a cocky grin on my face, I grabbed my sling bag and went in the opposite direction, "Hope I'll meet you too."
Well, first chapter. Like it? Love it? Hate it? Continue? No? It's all up to you. Criticism whether constructive or not is highly appreciated and welcomed. Do tell me if you hate it and why you hate, maybe I can make you unhate it. I wonder if there's such a word, but judging from that red line under the word, I'm guessing not.
Just for the record, this is an AU fic revolving around the high school and supernatural type. All characters might be OOC.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that is familiar. The characters are property of Yuu Watase and every other object that sounds familiar is the property of their respective owners.
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P.S. I'm a girl writing this in a guy's POV, so Tasuki may not sounds as manly man as he's supposed to be. And this fic may be a TasuMi pairing, maybe not. I think it adds to the air of mystique no? Mystique... I like that word. So without further ado, please click that 'Go' button on your bottom left hand corner and I guess I'll see you then! Bye bye!
P.P.S I don't have a beta so forgive the grammatical errors, unless it is totally distracting you from the whole story then I'll scour a beta from the nooks and crannies of ! Cue evil laugh.