Introduction

There are different kinds of "forbidden relationships" in this world. One can see them quite clearly in your everyday life. Why don't we merely start with the ancient times…?

A relationship between a prince and a commoner was considered "Forbidden".

A relationship between the heirs to two rival families was considered "Forbidden" [Romeo X Juliet].

Persons from different religions were considered such [Laila X Majnu]

And even from poor and rich families [Devdas X Parvati]

And on and on it goes.

Why is it forbidden…?

Is it because it's bad…?

Is it supposed to be "indecent love"...?

A "Bad Love"…?

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Is there a difference between "good love" and "bad love"?

Can you actually differentiate Love…?

Isn't Love supposed to be without any reasons… or boundaries… or rules…?

Why are people so intent of imposing rules over falling in Love…?

What's so bad about Love that you can actually forbid it?

Our Eclipse

"I shine down upon you but all you do is shy away and hide behind him

Why can't we be together for all Eternity?

Rather than one fleeting moment…?"

Chapter 1

The Day We First Met

Seventeen-year-old Kanata Saionji knew that, he wouldn't like her, the instant that he walked into her classroom. But now, he knew that it's not even possible that he could hate her.

He loathed her!

In the seventeen years of his life, he has never been this insulted! Every person in this school practically worships him because of the tiny fact that his father is one of the promoters of the school and his word was the last say in any matter as per this school.

And she had the nerve to do this to him!

'Who does she think she is…?'

"I haven't got all day, Mr. Saionji".

The pencil that the brunet was holding threatened to crack at the force that it was getting from its holder. He glared at her from his usual seat at the very end of the classroom, which was now empty except for him and her.

"How much longer are you goanna take?" she yawned.

The amber-eyed Saionji was at his wit's end as he looked down at the empty sheet on his table.

'What made her think that I would do this…?'

A few more minutes passed.

"I'm tired of this!" she finally said, getting to her feet, "why don't you apologize and I'll let you leave…"

-Crack-

The pencil he was holding finally broke.

"What?" he asked, his teeth gritted.

"Apologize, Saionji!" This time it was an obvious command. Her emerald eyes had gone all cold as she looked down at him, a determined look in her blank and straight face.

He looked back at her, returning the same look.

"Your father won't be very happy you know…" she said, a vicious smile spreading through her face.

His heart thumped.

Not that he was afraid of the old man… it just would be humiliating. He would never stop from teasing him about how he screwed up on the very first day of his High School Senior Year.

Kanata got to his feet.

Her smirk widened.

"I'm sorry," he muttered under his breath, his face red from all of his controlled fury.

"Do it properly!" she ordered.

With one glare directed at her, he bent forward, "I'm sorry—"

She waited.

"—Kouzuki-sensei!"

~Our Eclipse~

"I hate that woman!" exclaimed Kanata as he scored another three-pointer and continued to dribble the ball, sweating so hard that his jersey was starting to stick to his body.

"I hate her!" Kanata practically yelled as he threw the ball with more force than required leading it to fly past its intended destination.

"Shit!"

"Damn it!"

"Ugh!"

His four friends watched as Kanata Saionji continued to kick the innocent basketball with all the energy that he had multiplied by the surge of anger that he was feeling toward their new English teacher, the twenty-two year old Kouzuki-sensei.

True, the entire guy population in the school had gone nuts when they saw her entering the class (maybe except for Saionji over here who hadn't even reached class by then). Her long flowing blonde hair was lifted to a French-bun and her emerald irises were stern and sharp.

But if the guys had to describe her in a word, it would be…

"Hot!"

"What…!" snapped Saionji at Kuroyonama from whose lips had escaped that word whilst he was obviously thinking about their teacher, "What did you say?"

"She was hot…" said the latter sheepishly, wondering how the word had actually been uttered out loud when he was sure he was simply only thinking about the blonde.

"As if!" snarled Kanata before giving the basketball another kick which let it spinning along the court and settling at a corner.

"Dude, let it go man…" soothed Hikarigaoka, pushing his hand into his blond locks, trying his best not to anger his friend more than necessary for he knew that when Saionji gets angry, he gets angry for real.

"How can I let go?" Kanata muttered angrily as he slumped down on the seat beside Kurosu who was busily texting someone, "not only did she give me detention she made me apologize to her!"

Yoboushi sighed. This was going to be a long day.

"You did come late to class," he reasoned.

"That was not my fault," retorted the brunet at once.

Yoboushi had to apply a lot of self control to stop himself from snorting. But Kurosu never heeded for any self-control as he snorted and said, "how many times are you goanna say that?"

Saionji gave him a death glare before turning to Hikarigaoka and continued, "And the coach yelled his ass off at me having missed practice! He practically threw me off the team…"

"He put you on the benches," said Yoboushi shaking his head soberly. He still remembered how much the coach yelled at what a big brat Saionji was acting to be and it'll teach him a lesson to sit out at one of the most anticipated games of the season.

"Because of one freaking detention from her…!"

All this four friends sighed. How and when is his anger going to subside then had no idea. But they were surely not in the mood to let him snap his anger at them. That would be no good.

"I want her out of this school!"

"Sure…" said Yoboushi off-handedly, "we'll do something about it tomorrow… First, let's just get you home…"

"I'm serious Yoboushi!" said the brunet, practically steaming with fury, "I want her out… I never want her to step inside another classroom to teach in her life!"

"Whoa…" exclaimed Hikarigaoka as he got to his feet, "that's a little far don't you think?"

Kanata glared and then after a moment of quick thought said seriously, "you saw how rude she was to the guys…?"

"But still…"

"She refused your rose Nozomu…" Kanata said slowly, "No woman has ever refused one from you…"

"Yea…" Hikarigaoka muttered as he remembered back when he had tried to soothe her after Kanata had entered the class late and she had put him in detention. She had profusely rejected his rose, even without a cursory smile.

"So…" Kanata said, "Are you with me one this one Nozomu?"

"Sure!" said the blond, smirking.

A small smirk appeared along his lips whilst Yoboushi sighed yet again.

"Exactly how do you guys plan to kick her out?" asked Kurosu curiously.

The five guys went to deep thought, thinking on a plan but none came to their mind instantaneously. So, sighing they decided to text if anything came up and made their separate ways toward their homes.

~Our Eclipse~

"I'm home," Kanata muttered under his breath as he entered their old-fashioned home only to be invited by a bow from one of their maids. He removed his shoes and putting on sandals entered the living room, his muscles aching because of all the excess energy he had used up at the court.

He was just thinking of getting a hot bath and a quick nap when he passed by the dining hall and sensing his dad inside greeted, "yo! Old man… back already…?"

He hadn't taken one step past the room when he stopped, his eyes wide. Disbelievingly, he leaned backward and bent back enough so that half his body was visible to the inhabitants of the dining room.

His eyes widened more.

"You…!" Kanata exclaimed as he entered the room.

"Welcome home Kanata," greeted the bald man sitting at the dining table good-naturedly and turning to his blonde companion introduced, "this is my son… I believe you would've met him up at school…?"

"Hey…" greeted the blonde, a smile forming along her lips that Kanata found nothing but malicious and scandalous.

"Kanata," said his dad, "this is Miyu Kouzuki… well, to you she's…"

"Kouzuki-sensei," Kanata finished through gritted teeth.

End Chapter 1

This is a theme that I wasn't very sure on starting. Hopefully your reviews will tell me if I'm in the right path. It's comparatively a small story and possibly will get over soon enough.

So, what did you guys think?

Should I continue…?

"Sometimes I wish I were a little kid again, skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts"