Author's Note: Um hi this is my first fanfiction…my friends told me to post it..I hope you like it!
Chapter One: Who the fuck is this Hot Topic trash kid?
"Aoba, wake up! We can't be late on the first day of school!"
Aoba could feel his older brother lightly shaking him, and heard him speaking in his usual gentle tone. His voice held a sense of urgency, though. Aoba groaned and buried his face into his pillow. He was so comfy, and it was really too early to be waking up. Why did he have to get up anyway? He replayed Sei's words in his head, and then shot up.
He looked at the clock and groaned. He wasn't going to have time to eat breakfast, was he? He looked up at Sei, who was already dressed and ready to go.
"Why didn't you wake me up sooner?" Aoba asked as he attempted to get out of bed. He was all tangled up in the sheets, and he somehow ended up on the floor. "Ouch."
"I tried, but you wouldn't wake up," Sei said with a sigh. "I got out clothes for you to wear, so please hurry and get dressed."
"Yeah, yeah," Aoba muttered. He finally got untangled from the sheets and sat there on the ground for a minute, contemplating the unfairness of the universe. He really didn't want to go to school.
He pulled on the clothes Sei had left sitting out, and he mentally thanked his brother for making his life easier. He quickly ran a brush through his ridiculously long blue hair, feeling annoyed at the messy state of it. Oh well, it couldn't be helped.
He grabbed his backpack and hurried down the stairs. Sei was waiting by the door, looking perfectly dressed and ready for school, the opposite of Aoba, whose clothes had been hastily thrown on.
"Here," Sei said, pressing one of Granny's delicious doughnuts into his hands. "Eat this on the way."
"You're the best," Aoba said with a grin, and he stuffed his face with the doughnut.
He heard the sound of a car honking, and the twins hurried outside. Koujaku was waiting in his car to take them to school.
"Yo," Aoba said as he slid into the passenger seat. Sei got into the back.
"What took you so long? I've been waiting here for fifteen minutes," Koujaku frowned at Aoba.
"I overslept," Aoba answered with a shrug. He was so not in the mood to deal with his friend's bitchiness.
"Really, Aoba? On the first day of school? It's the start of my senior year, I'd rather not be late," Koujaku pointed out.
"Shut up, hippo," Aoba responded boredly.
Soon enough they were at school, and they got their schedules right before the bell rang.
"Well, see you two at lunch!" Koujaku said cheerfully. Apparently he wasn't annoyed anymore. Bipolar bitch. He probably thought he was super cool now, being a senior and all.
"What class do you have first?" Sei asked.
Aoba glanced at his schedule and scowled. "Geometry."
"Oh, I have Algebra 2. I'll see you later, then," Sei responded, smiling at his twin. Aoba smiled back, and then headed to his class. He and Sei were in different levels of math because Sei was smarter and not as lazy as Aoba. But, whatever. Aoba wasn't really jealous or anything. That would be dumb.
Aoba was relieved to see a familiar face when he walked into the classroom.
"Aoba-san! Over here!" Clear yelled, flailing his arms. He seemed oblivious to all the weird looks he was receiving. That was more or less typical of him, though.
Aoba walked over to Clear and sat down next to him. He glared at anyone giving them looks until they looked away.
"Good morning, Aoba-san!" Clear cheerfully greeted him.
"Yeah," Aoba responded. He was too tired to be participating in conversation. Clear didn't seem to mind. He just started talking about something random, and Aoba felt himself relax as he listened to the peaceful sound of Clear's voice. No homo, but, Clear had a really pleasant and pretty voice. He was also pretty beautiful, but again, no homo.
The class was pretty boring, but that was no surprise. The first day of school was always a waste of time, with each teacher giving the same spiel and handing out shit for their guardians to sign. So Aoba, of course, didn't pay attention.
When Clear started getting bored, Aoba let him draw on his arm. By the end of class, there were a shit ton of jellyfish all over his arm. Aoba wondered if he should be annoyed, but he didn't really care.
The next few classes passed in a similar manner of him being bored, but without Clear to entertain him. He was glad when the bell rang for lunch. He hadn't eaten much that morning, so he was hungry.
He hurried out of fourth period, and started making his way to the lunch tables. However, he soon found his path blocked. He tried to get around the person, but they weren't letting that happen. Aoba was starting to get annoyed.
"Hey, move, will you? I'm trying to get to lunch," Aoba said. He looked at the person blocking his way, and his first thought was "Hot Topic trash". Seriously, this guy's clothes were clearly all bought from Hot Topic, not to mention the piercings which he was pretty sure shouldn't be allowed. The kid had green eyes, and messy blonde hair.
"Aoba Seragaki," the boy stated. Okay, weird…
"Yeah, that's me. How did you know that…?" Aoba was getting a bit weirded out.
"Rhyme name Sly Blue," the kid continued, ignoring Aoba's question. Aoba frowned. How did the kid know? He thought he had gotten rid of any connection between himself and Sly Blue. Rhyme had been a fun computer game back in middle school, but once he started high school he cut ties with that bullshit kid game. After all, his friends thought it was dumb, and he didn't want to be uncool.
"Uh, I don't know what you're talking about," Aoba lied. The kid stared at him with a blank expression.
"Play Rhyme with me," he demanded.
"I don't have a Rhyme account, and I don't want to play. Leave me alone," Aoba said. Did this kid even have social skills?
"Aoba, is this kid bothering you?" Koujaku asked, apparently having walked over at some point. Aoba never thought he would feel relieved at Koujaku's possessiveness.
"Kind of," Aoba said, not wanting to bring all of Koujaku's wrath upon the kid. He wasn't that mean.
"Leave Aoba alone, okay?" Koujaku told the kid. He towered over the other boy, although the other boy didn't seem all that intimidated.
"I don't have to listen to you," the boy responded. Koujaku scowled at him.
"Don't give me attitude, kid," Koujaku said. He took a step forward towards the boy. Aoba rolled his eyes. This was getting ridiculous.
"Come on Koujaku, let's just go. The others are probably waiting for us," Aoba said, grabbing Koujaku and dragging him away. The kid watched them go with a look on his face that told Aoba that this wasn't over.
Lunch was normal enough. Clear was as cheerful as ever, and Mizuki and Koujaku always kept a conversation going. Sei, the nerd, was working on homework. How did he already have homework? Fucking honor classes were brutal.
Aoba left the table before lunch ended, because there were a pair of people he needed to talk to. He wanted to know who that kid was, and if you wanted to know something, the best people to ask were the people he was currently going to find. They had information on everyone, which was why they were so powerful. Hardly anybody was willing to cross them. For most people, they needed to give some form of payment to get information from them. But luckily for Aoba, they had taken a liking to him.
"Aoba-san, what a pleasant surprise," Virus greeted him. Trip just nodded in greeting, but that was normal. Virus was always the talker.
"Hey Virus, hey Trip," Aoba responded with a friendly smile. The two of them were kind of weird, but that was no big deal to him.
"What brings you our way on the first day of school? You haven't gotten yourself into trouble already, have you?" Virus asked, sounding amused.
Aoba scowled at his questions. "No.. well, not exactly… some kid somehow knows my name, and he's demanding that I play Rhyme with him. I want to know who he is."
Virus and Trip exchanged a look with each other, and Virus leaned forward. "Well, that sounds intriguing. Describe him to me."
"Uh, he's a little shorter than me, blonde hair, green eyes, piercings, wears Hot Topic clothes…?" Aoba wondered if that would be enough.
"Ah, I see. That sounds like Noiz. He's a freshman who recently moved here from Germany. He's quite the talented Rhyme player from what I've heard, and he's a member of the Rhyme team Ruff Rabbits."
So this Noiz guy was just some uppity freshman, then. But still… "How did he know my name?" Aoba wondered.
"Oh, Aoba, we've told you before. You're quite well known," Virus answered with a slight smirk. "You have many fans."
"But we're your biggest fans," Trip added, speaking for the first time. Ugh, Aoba felt weird whenever they said something like that. Still, they were reliable for getting information.
"Yeah... Well, thanks. I gotta go now," Aoba awkwardly said.
"Of course. See you around, then," Virus said.
"Yeah, see you," Trip echoed.
Soon enough Aoba was headed toward his last class, World History. He had heard stuff about the teacher, Mink. Yeah, he just went by Mink. It was kind of weird, but whatever. He was curious to see what Mink was like. This was also the only class he would have with Sei, who for whatever reason chose to take CP history. Clear was also in this class.
He and Clear took seats in the back, while Sei sat near the front, like the good student he was. Mink was absent from the room.
After the bell rang, the door swung open, and everyone's jaws dropped. In walked a tall, broad man, with long brown hair. He looked serious and deadly. His golden eyes had the look of a man who had seen stuff. His eyes scanned the room and briefly made contact with Aoba, who quickly looked away.
Okay, so this guy was a bit intimidating. Whatever. Aoba could handle it.
Wow, that man had a deep voice. Aoba actually paid attention longer than he had in any other class. Mink just didn't seem like a guy to be messed with.
And then Mink went and pissed Aoba off by giving them homework.
"Really? Homework? It's the first day of school!" Aoba complained to Clear, who was always willing to listen to his whining. Apparently he was a little too loud, because Mink was walking towards him. Shit.
"Do you have a problem with me?" Mink was straight to the point.
"Well, uh, not with you... Just... Homework on the first day of school seems like a bit much," Aoba said nervously. He could see Sei face palming.
Mink just stared intensely at Aoba. Aoba was getting more and more nervous. Then Mink broke the state and addressed the class.
"The homework is due two days from now, except for Aoba. For him it is due tomorrow," Mink told everyone. A few people laughed at him, but Clear gave him a sympathetic look. Aoba sighed but didn't argue. That would only make things worse.
Aoba was glad when school was over. It had been a kind of weird first day of school. What was his life even becoming? He wasn't looking forward to Sei's looks of disappointment. He also wasn't looking forward to doing homework. Fuck Mink.
"Aoba," Sei started speaking once they were at home.
"I'm not listening to you," Aoba said somewhat childishly. He stomped up the stairs and went into his room, closing the door. His dog, Ren, was waiting for him. Ren barked happily and ran to Aoba. "Hey, Ren," he greeted his dog. Seeing Ren caused his mood to improve. He threw himself onto his bed and pet his dog.
Aoba knew he should do his homework, but he wanted to relax for a few minutes. He put on his headphones and started listening to music. Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep. A few hours later, he felt himself being shaken awake.
"Aoba, it's time for dinner," Sei said.
"...what?" Aoba said confusedly. He was in that out-of-it state that people got in after napping.
"Aoba. Dinner," Sei repeated in simpler terms. It finally got through to Aoba's tired brain.
"Okay," Aoba responded with a yawn. He followed his brother down the stairs.
Dinner was more or less the same as usual. Granny questioned them both about school. Aoba was vague as hell, and didn't really tell her much. Sei, on the other hand, basically told the story of his life.
"Do you two have homework?" Granny asked. Sei started listing all the assignments he had received.
"..and I have History homework that's due in two days," Sei finished. "Aoba and I are in the same class."
"So then you both need to make sure to do the homework tomorrow," Granny ordered, looking mostly at Aoba.
"Oh, no, Aoba needs to do it tonight," Sei blurted out. He looked regretful as soon as he said it. Aoba gave him the stare of death.
"Why?" Granny demanded, looking at Aoba.
"...the teacher doesn't like me?" Aoba offered as a reason. Granny snorted at that answer.
"You idiot grandson, what did you do this time?" Granny scolded. "Why can't you stay out of trouble like your brother?"
"Sorry that I'm not perfect like Sei," Aoba muttered, feeling somewhat resentful towards his brother. "Fine, I'm outta here." He stood up from the table and stalked out of the house, ignoring his grandma yelling at him to come back.
He thought about going to see Mizuki, who would probably have alcohol for him to drink, but he wasn't feeling like a complete delinquent. So instead he went to Clear's house, since his house was just a few houses down. He knocked on the door, but he didn't get a response. Then he realized he could hear something coming from the backyard. He went around to the side of the house, and could hear Clear singing. It brought a smile to his face.
"Hey, Clear!" Aoba yelled.
"Aoba-san?" Clear stopped singing. "Come through the gate!"
Aoba shrugged and opened the gate. He closed it behind him and walked into the backyard. Clear was laying on his back on his trampoline. Aoba couldn't help but smile at the sight. Clear could be such a child sometimes. It was kind of cute. In a totally non-homosexual way, of course.
He climbed onto the trampoline and laid beside Clear. He looked up into the sky and saw all the stars shining brightly.
"The sky's pretty," Aoba commented.
"Yes, it is," Clear agreed. Aoba was glad he had decided to come here. It was peaceful, lying here next to Clear beneath the stars. It just seemed so right. He wished that life could always be like this, but he knew it couldn't. So he made sure to imprint this moment into his memory.
"Hey, Clear?" Aoba said. He glanced over to look at his friend.
"Yes, Aoba-san?" Clear responded, his pink eyes meeting Aoba's brown eyes.
"Could you… sing? For me?" Aoba asked him. Clear smiled at him and nodded.
"Of course, Aoba-san. I would do anything for you," Clear told him honestly. If anyone else said that, Aoba wouldn't believe them. But with Clear, he did, and for some reason, hearing that made his heart skip a beat. Clear started singing, and Aoba felt all his worries slip away. Right now, nothing else existed except for him and Clear.
Eventually, he knew he had to go home. He really needed to do that bullshit homework assignment. Then again… nobody else had to do it, so why should he? Besides, Mink had a ton of students, and probably wouldn't remember that he told Aoba to turn it in a day early.
"Hey, uh, Clear? Could I spend the night here? I don't really want to be at home…" Aoba awkwardly asked.
"Of course! But don't you need to get your stuff?" Clear pointed out.
"Oh, yeah, I guess you're right. I'll be back in a few minutes!" Aoba told him. He hopped down from the trampoline and walked back to his house. He quietly entered the house and snuck up to his room. He figured Granny and Sei were probably in bed by now anyway.
Aoba opened the door to his bedroom, and froze. There was someone in his room! He quickly recognized that it was Noiz. Noiz was sitting on his floor, using his computer. What the hell did this kid think he was doing?
"Hey!" Aoba said. Noiz glanced up at him.
"You're here now. Play Rhyme with me," Noiz demanded. Aoba groaned. This again?
"No, I'm not gonna play that bullshit game with you, so quit saying that!" Aoba told him. This kid was pissing him off. "Get off my computer, and get the hell out of my house."
Noiz stood up and stared at him. Aoba stared back at him, looking unimpressed.
"Play with me," Noiz repeated, stepping closer towards Aoba. Aoba took a step back, and his back hit the wall. Noiz got closer until they were just an inch apart.
"Haven't you heard of personal space?" Aoba complained. Up close he could see that Noiz's eyes were kind of pretty. Oh, shit. No homo.
"What?" Noiz said with a blank stare. They were so close that he could feel Noiz's warm breath against his skin. Aoba could feel himself start to blush. "Why are you doing that?" Noiz asked.
"Um…" Aoba was panicking. He didn't even know what was going on. This kid was here, in his room (how did Noiz know where he lived anyway?) and he was way too close and this was just not okay.
"Oh. I see," Noiz said, apparently coming to a conclusion. Now his face was getting closer, and Aoba was frozen in panic.
Authors Note #2: Okay well please review! Tell me how I did!