The sun was shining brightly through the classroom window as Icarus stared out of the maths classroom day dreaming vaguely about his long time crush. This person was at the front of the class answering all the questions perfectly, practically putting the teacher to shame. Although they had barely spoken Icarus had had an enormous crush on Pythagoras for almost 2 years but had always believed Pythagoras would not feel the same. How could anyone not love Pythagoras he was clever,sensitive, kind and not to mention gorgeous.

Icarus was snapped out of his daze by the words "group project". Icarus cringed at the thought of this, he hated maths and he had no friends in his class so group work was the worst thing that he could think of. No body ever wanted to work with him because he was bad at maths and labelled as a dreamer but more importantly a procrastinator (both of which were true).

"I shall be assigning partners" the teacher said. She pulled a long list out from her folder and began to read through.

"Pythagoras and Icarus". Icarus looked up, perhaps this group project wouldn't be as bad as he anticipated.

" The aim of this project will be to explore a mathematical theory of your choice and you will have to present your findings to the class by Tuesdays lesson lesson". Icarus sighed, it could have been worse.

The bell rang releasing them all from the stuffy classroom. Icarus waited by the door so he could catch Pythagoras before he left to discuss their project.

"Hi" Pythagoras said cheerfully

"Hi" icarus replied blushing profusely. He looked at the ground hoping Pythagoras wouldn't notice his burning cheeks.

"So, I was thing, for the project, we should meet up after school so we can get a plan together" Pythagoras stated.

"Sounds good to me" icarus responded, overly excited for an excuse to spend more time with Pythagoras.

"Awesome, there's a small cafe near school where we could plan" Pythagoras said "we could meet at the end of school and go there."

"That sounds great" icarus said beaming, "my last lesson is art so should we meet by the lockers?'

"Perfect, I'll see you then."

Icarus could barely contain his excitement. His next few lesson passed by in a blur as all he could focus on was the idea of meeting up with Pythagoras . He was out of his seat and rushing towards the lockers before the bell had even finished ringing. Icarus saw Pythagoras leaning against the lockers at the end of the corridor, the sun catching his golden hair perfectly. Icarus stopped for a minute simple to admire the back of such a stunning human being. He nervously sidled up to Pythagoras and lightly tapped his shoulder.

"Ready to go? " icarus asked.

"Of course" Pythagoras replied as he pulled the door open for icarus.

They wandered along the streets in a direction icarus did not normally walk as he lived in a different direction. They walked past some very smart houses and a large park. As they walked they chatted about all sorts. Icarus learnt that Pythagoras lived in the smarter area of town with his mother and brother, his father having left when he was younger. He wanted to go to an American university to study maths or physics and he absolutely adored space. Icarus made a mental note that if anything came of of this project to take Pythagoras stargazing. They reached a small cafe with a slightly shabby exterior but a cosy feel. Pythagoras was greeted warmly by the waitress at the till making icarus prickle slightly. They sat down at a table near the back, ordered some coffe and pulled out laptops and text books.

They worked together well discussing different ideas and ways of presenting happily. They settled on doing Pythagoras's theorem for obvious reasons and because as it turned out Pythagoras was completely fascinated by triangles. The evening wore on and they had been working on the project for several hours when Pythagoras reached across the table. Icarus held his breath as Pythagoras hand brushed his cheek.

"You had some foam in your face" Pythagoras said, a slight red tinge appearing on his cheeks. They packed up their work and began to head home. They were both going the same way for a while and icarus relished the extra time with Pythagoras.

"That waitress was very friendly with you" icarus teased "do you go there a lot ?"

"Yes actually" Pythagoras replied "I find it's a relaxing place to revise. The waitresses are nice there though but she isn't really my type."

Icarus laughed " so what is your type then" he said heart in his mouth.

"Well...um...I tend to swing more towards waiters" Pythagoras said nervously fiddling with the hem of his shirt to try and hide his shaking hand. Icarus brain cut out, he had hoped and guessed that Pythagoras wasn't exactly straight but he had always assumed he was asexual, it hadn't stopped his dreaming but he had never thought there was a chance his dreams could become a reality. Pythagoras took his silence as a bad sign and tried to speed up his walking and rush home but Icarus caught his arm.

"Well" icarus said "what about people other than waiters, what about students" he added looking towards the ground.

"Um... Well there is one person" Pythagoras replied, heart beating ten times fathers than normal, overly aware of the hand on his arm " but I didn't think that they would reciprocate my feelings".

Icarus dropped his arm and recoiled slightly.

"Oh" he said, clearly disappointed, not knowing who Pythagoras could mean. "May I ask who?"

" you may" Pythagoras said grinning "I think you know them quite well"

Icarus then realised what Pythagoras was trying to imply. He turned to face Pythagoras and looked into his eyes. He noticed that Pythagoras was not looking back at his eyes but was focusing on his lips. Pythagoras picked up icarus hands.

"You know them very well in fact."

Their lips met in a gentle kiss. Pythagoras pulled icarus closer wrapping his arms around icarus waist whilst icarus wove his hands into Pythagoras's hair. Pythagoras slipped his tongue into icarus' mouth asking for entry and icarus granted it. Their mouths moulded together as if by design. They stayed kissing on the pavement for what seemed like an enter it's. Eventually they pulled apart.

"That was amazing, but I should be getting home" Pythagoras said sadly.

"Yes" icarus agreed "that was amazing, do you want to meet up after school tomorrow?"

"Absolutely" Pythagoras answered a smile breaking across his face.

"Well my parents are going away tomorrow, for the weekend. so you could come over and we could do a bit more of the project and then watch a film or something I don't know" Icarus trailed off.

"That's would be lovely" Pythagoras replied accentuating his answer by giving Icarus a kiss on the cheek, "I'll see you in maths tomorrow".

The parted ways each heading towards their houses. Icarus practically skipped all the way back to his house. He coulnt believe his luck. Not only did he have a date tomorrow but he had a date with. The most amazing, incredible person he had ever met and Pythagoras had kissed him. For once in his life Icarus couldn't wait for his next maths lesson.