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If you had told me that the herbivore Sawada Tsunayoshi would one day be on my desk, pants unbuttoned, shirt wide opened, red cheeks, swollen lips and lustful for me… I would have never believed it! I probably would have laughed (Yes! I said laugh).

I have no shame to say that I prefer the male gender. I once said it out loud to this one girl who had wanted to go out with me. The girl had spread out the word in spite; and to her disappointment, nobody made a single comment. I was not stupid; I knew some had problems with my homosexuality, but none of them had the balls to say it to my face. If an herbivore actually did have the balls to say it to my face; I'd actually smile then bite them to death.

I knew the herbivore Sawada had a crush on his friend's sister, but after my coming-out, she had made her confession to this Haru-girl from Midori middle school. The boy had been crushed and it broke his heart. I had seen him on the roof one day, he seemed teary and beaten down. He seemed too broken hearted to be bitten to death that day; so I left him to his sadness.

Perhaps after two month, the Sawada herbivore had gotten over his first crush. I had to say it had gotten truly infuriating me to see him so beaten down, practically on the verge of crying every day, never smiling anymore. For two whole months, my precious Namimori school had become darken and less colourful. Ever since, the Sawada herbivore had gotten his heart broken; everything seemed depressing. Even Hi-bird's songs couldn't bring the colours back into life. However, since last week, the herbivore had gotten his smile back and the colours came back to the world. I was actually happy, it made everything better.

I don't exactly know how Sawada had gotten on my desk like this, but I knew that the baby had some hand in this. He always did.

-Her-herbivore… You should… be in cl-class right now..! I stuttered, trying to hide my blush (I know I was stuttering! But, you try and stay calm when such a desirable young man is sitting on your desk waiting for you to ravage him).

-Hi-hibari… Please… I need… your help… The baby shot me with… a special bullet… and… I need you to… kiss me before… the next four minutes… Please..! said Sawada with a labored breath and a soft, honey-like voice.

I stayed as calmed as I could, but my hands started to slightly shake. I had a hard time not to simply kiss him as he asked me. He begged me once more to kiss him; that time was running out; that if he wasn't kissed by an alpha male, then he would die...

Before I knew it, I had my lips pressed against him; which had a hint of chocolate behind a taste of strawberry. If that was not the proof that he was sex incarnated, I did not know what it was. I gently slipped my tongue against his bottom lip and groaned in dominance. Sawada didn't fight it; he opened his lips and let me taste him.

I placed my hands on the younger man's waist and brought him closer to me. He gently placed his hands on my shoulders and grabbed my coat desperately. We parted as the air became a rarity. We were breathless, hair messed up and lips swollen by my rough kisses.

-Thank you… whispered Sawada, before pulling away with a blush.

I saw Sawada buttoned his shirt, get off my desk and leave my office as fast as he could, leaving me with a feeling of cold and solitude. I was too shocked to do anything; by the time I realised what happened, I was alone in my office. I usually enjoyed being alone, but right now, all I could ever want was to have Sawada in my arms and kiss him like my life depended on it. It was a new and strange feeling for me; but I liked it and I wanted more.

He left me. He escaped me. The herbivore had escaped from the carnivore! Damn it! I wasn't going to let that happen! This little herbivore had awoken my desire and curiosity, and he was going to be mine.

As I was about to leave my office to find MY herbivore (That's for you, pineapple head! Stay away from MY herbivore!), an image came to my mind, the image of a shocked and confused Sawada. Was he ashamed of our kiss? Was he ashamed of liking what we had shared? Was he ashamed of sharing his first kiss (it was quite obvious at how inexperience he was) with a man? With me? I knew he was afraid of me; there was no doubt about it. This was troublesome! Was he afraid I might bite him to death for this kiss?

I was going to find out and I was going to change that. I would make him fall for me. He would never leave me again. He would stay by my side and he would bring joy and light to Namimori middle school. He was going to be mine, no matter what!