+((Hey, bros! I made a Tomco / Tomarco fan fiction since the fandom seemed to be lacking. Everyone is 18 here BTW (legal reasons ಠヮಠ) ) This MIGHT turning into a lemon, smut, fluff...Not sure yet. Hoping for a drunk Tom in the future. Suggestions are welcomed! ))+

JUST WARNING THERE IS GAY. BECAUSE I KNOW THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO HAT THAT SHIZ, DON'T READ! OKI? THANKIES~

Marco sighed as he packed papers and books for the first day of his highschool senior year. His last year. Four years since he met Star.

Marco had changed in those years, noticeably so. He fairly tall now, his hair less under his control. He still wore his favorite hoodie from time to time, but his mother had encouraged him to try a new look. Marco didn't mind it, his new clothes were to his very liking. Now Star wouldn't be the only one with a lively closet.

"Mi hijo! Hurry up or you'll be late!" Mrs. Diaz yelled from down stairs as she poured milk into Star's cereal, who sat at the table, grinning happily for another amazing year on Earth. Star's wand powers had improved in the past four years since she came to Earth. Her parents were reluctant on letting her continue to be on Earth, but in the end she seemed to be doing just fine.

Swinging his backpack on, Marco rushed down stairs, were he greeted his mother and Star. "Morning mom, morning Star."

"Heyyy Marco!" The blonde, bright-eyed girl responded. "You look great! I'm digging the new look~!"

Marco grinned, pleased that Star—his girlfriend —liked his new look. He wore a pair of tight jeans, a long white shirt with his sleeves rolled to his elbows, and a sleeveless red sweater. The word 'adorkable' was the best way to describe his look. It was perfect for the safe kid.

Star and Marco got off the bus and made their way to another year of high school. Their last year. It seemed like only yesterday Marco had met Star for the first time. Their friendship had made it this far. It was great times they had together, crazy adventures, narwals...everything was good.

"I'll see you second hour Marco!" Star grinned as they entered the school. She planted a kiss on his cheek before seperating from him, and heading to her own class.

"See ya, Star." He looked at his schedule and headed for his class. Let's see...

His eyes widened as he fell back, soon realizing he bumped into someone.

"Ah! My bad...Here, let me help you up!" A hand extended in front of Marco. A familiar hand.

"W...what?" Marco looked up, gasping at the sight of who it was. Of all the people he could have bumped into...it had to be Tom.

Marco hadn't seen the demon in years. Finding him here...and with a backpack? Is he going to school here now...? Marco thought. He slowly took the helping hand of the demon, wondering if he came to kill him.

"Tom? Is...is that you?" Eyes wide, he couldn't help but stare at Tom. He was...hot. No, no. Attractive. Marco blushed as he thought. What was he thinking? Himself thinking Tom the demon was attractive?

Tom nodded. "Yeah, I go to school here now. I'm spending my last year here." He noticed Marco staring and quickly added to his statement. "Oh! I'm... I'm not here for Star. I've changed. Really changed." He sighed, before giving him a smile. "And I'd like to apologize...for almost killing you."

Marco was breathless. Tom apologizing to him? "Oh...It's... It's OK. I mean...it's in the past now, right?" He smiled back at the demon, blush still apparent. "And welcome to our school, I guess. I...I can help you find your class if you'd like."

"That'd be great, actually." He showed Marco his schedule, grinning.

"Let's see...ah! We have the same class. You can just follow me."

The demon seemed pleased to have a class with the human, which relieved Marco. "Cool. Can't wait to have a class with you." As Tom gave Marco a wink, Marco felt his face burn up. Sighing he turned and started heading to class. And the demon, Tom, followed him.

The safe kid tried to shake the image of Tom out of his, but it was no use. His tight black pants, red shirt and leather jacket made him look amazing. And the wink he gave Marco made his head spin. What was he thinking? Tom was his girlfriend's ex-boyfriend. He couldn't handle having these thoughts.

Shaking his head, Marco walked into class, his mind only thinking one person. Tom.