School for the Gifted
Summary: Tezuka Kunimitsu's life changed when his school suddenly collapsed and caught on fire… because of him. He finds help from people just as unique as he is. Yes, YAOI + Mutants, X-menny kinda feel, SOOO MANY PAIRINGS AND SOOOO MANY VILLAINS.
Disclaimer: Own nothing, all belongs to Konomi-sensei :D
A/N: I kind of got a hangover on X-men Apocalypse HAHAHA I've always wanted to do something with PoT and powers. I'd like to think it's a little more like an inspiration lol And I kinda stole Cyclop's mutant discovery (in the films anyway) HAHAHAHA SORRY :DDDD
Chapter 1
"Control"
Tezuka Kunimitsu only needed to keep it together till 3rd period then the lunch bell will ring. He was struggling, though he tried his hardest so no one would notice. The pit of his stomach rumbling like he was about to throw up, a sour taste in his mouth he couldn't get rid of. His sweat was cold and running and his palms were just as wet under the black leather gloves he always wore. His vision was a little blurry and he could feel the sweat running through his brows.
He looked up to Ms. Sano, mentally scolding himself for not listening to the lecture. It was too difficult when he was in too much pain. It really felt like he was going to throw up, the back of his throat provoking him to.
"Hey Psst four eyes."
He glanced at his right where a big bald delinquent was seated next to him, "You better buy me lunch, dork." The yankee making a ball of fist in the air, "Or you get the beating of your life."
Tezuka couldn't even register or care less about the thug. He removed his spectacles and rubbed his eyes hard trying to distract himself from thoughts of vomiting. He checked his digital watch slowly, three more minutes before the bell.
"Pfft! You're still wearing those latex gloves? What are you, some Showbiz Broadway pony?" the delinquent laughed, his crooked teeth showing some gaps in between. He really did look like a sinister thug, like he'd grow up to be a Yakuza lackey. "You're such a nerd, Tezuka HAHAHA!"
"Mr. Sakegawa! Mr. Tezuka! Would you like to share to the class why you're sooo preoccupied back there disturbing my lecture?!" their English Teacher now very furious, her hands around her waist, said, "Sakegawa, Tezuka, to the principal's office, Now please."
The delinquent looked infuriated, he just got out of juvee and he was trying to (though failing) keep a clean record in their school. As soon as Ms. Sano gave them the heads up, Tezuka immediately got up and stormed off, knocking into some chairs.
"Really, Mr. Tezuka?!"
The delinquent, maybe not wanting to be outdone, did the same thing. Only this time, he was a lot scarier, even shoving a few kids and he was after Tezuka.
The bespectacled teen went straight to the men's bathroom, slamming the door open. He startled a few guys who immediately got out, not wanting to be involved with Tezuka. Everybody knew that Tezuka Kunimitsu was always the bullies' target. He went straight to a stall and just readied himself in front of the toilet, like at any time he would throw up.
He kept dry-gagging and nothing would just come out. His leather gloves felt uncomfortable so he pealed them off immediately. He was careful not to keep physical contact with anything. He sighed heavily, the dizziness was getting a little bit better, maybe his hands felt a little stuffy, that's all.
Then he heard a loud bang from outside and Sakegawa's obnoxious mouth. Tezuka just couldn't get a break.
"YO FOUR EYES, COME OUT!" Sakegawa banged every cubicle door with his foot, "YOU GOT THE NERVE TO GET ME IN TROUBLE, NERD!? I AM GOING TO FUCKING MURDER YOU!"
Tezuka hurriedly locked the cubicle, forgetting to do so because of his condition. When he touched the lock, it suddenly corroded and turned into rusty dust in a heartbeat. He started freaking out, his gloves, he forgot to put on his gloves.
"HEY LADY!" He finally found Tezuka as he kicked off the door of the last cubicle, "Well, if it isn't Count Dorkula? What's the matter Tezuka? Don't think your gloves are fashionable anymore?"
He snickered then spat at the floor, "You're gonna pay for getting me in trouble, princess."
Sakegawa grabbed Tezuka by the collar then punched his right cheek, his glasses flying to the floor with a crack. He threw another punch, this time a little blood seeping out of the bespectacled teen's gums. "You gonna cry, Tezuka?"
A thumping in his head started and his stomach soured again. And all this idiot's rants are making it worse. He could feel it, Tezuka could feel it, he was about to snap. His blood was starting to boil, he didn't know if it was metaphorically or literally, his face dripping with sweat like it's too hot and too cold at the same time, his hands were starting to shake and he tried all his might to control himself from laying a finger on Sakegawa.
"I am going to kill you, Tezuka!"
Tezuka snapped.
"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
A ray of purple light came out of his hands pushing Sakegawa to the wall, the tiles breaking at the impact. Sakegawa was on the floor staring at the purple ray coming out of Tezuka like he was about to shit himself. "What the hell?"
"AHHHHHH!" The beams wouldn't stop flowing it kept coming out of his palms. It hit the ceiling, the plywood coming down along with the light fixtures and piping. Sakegawa was covering himself to lessen impact. His palms were out of control and directed to the sinks, busting open the piping as well, water coming out everywhere.
Tezuka tried to close them but the ray was too strong. He spotted his leather gloves and tried to reach but the force was too strong. He tried to find Sakegawa who was cowering under the rubble.
"SAKEGAWA! PLEASE HELP ME! PASS ME MY GLOVES PLEASE!"
"Are you fucking kidding me!? A bunch of gay gloves won't help you!" Sakegawa was desperately trying to remove the debris on him, "I'M NOT GETTING ANYWHERE NEAR YOU, YOU FREAK!" Then the delinquent ran away from the destroyed bathroom.
Oh no, what's going to happen to Tezuka now!? Is he going to die?
He could feel himself getting drained but the rays were continuing. He dropped to his knees facing his palms to the window, "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
It's okay, we're here to help you.
Tezuka looked up trying to find the voice, it was soft and calm, like it was soothing. "WHO ARE YOU!?"
A friend.
Suddenly there was a teenager with really light brown hair in front of him, "It's okay I'm going to help you."
It was the voice.
The boy placed his hands on each side of his temples, his eyes were closed which was probably not the weirdest thing today. His palms were still spewing purple rays and was still destroying the school's bathroom. "Oishi, freeze them."
The other boy beside him that Tezuka didn't notice until he was acknowledged by the other, nodded. He raised his arms and closed his eyes then the falling debris from the ceiling and the splashing fountain of the broken sink pipe froze in mid-air. His beams froze as well along with the rest of his body, like time just stopped.
"Tezuka Kunimitsu," it was the soft voice, he managed to say his name without even opening his mouth. "We've been waiting for you."
He opened his eyes revealing cerulean eyes that started to glow then it was all black.
R&R please HAHAHA! More Seigaku with powers in Ch 2!