This is a bit of fanfiction for a roleplay on gaiaonline. It's written by Yamashii and posted with the author's permission.
Author's Notes: Most of these characters are the creation of other people. I do not own them but seriously wish I did.
"No way."
"But, Sakugo! Please! I thin-"
"I said NO. End of discussion."
"… bastard." Kaseko glared at his favorite professor before turning his back. Sakugo hadn't needed to be so rude in rejecting his idea. It wasn't like he'd suggested blowing up Echesal or vandalizing the science laboratories.
All the redhead had wanted was a small favor, small to him anyways. Feeling the historian's usual, 'fuck off' vibe, Kaseko wisely trudged away. Maybe Erique would find a way to convince Sakugo. If they ganged up on him, there was no way he could refuse.
Entering Doreun, he made his way to room 13. As he fumbled for his keys, the boy realized that he could probably ask Fau for help. After all, how could the history professor refuse his own boss? Re-energized, he entered his dorm room and flung his back on his bed.
"Dude! Wake up! I've got this totally awesome idea…"
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Fau smiled, turning his chair to face his office's window. Deskudo was an exhausting place to work at but times like these made it seem almost worthwhile. To see the whole campus, dimly lit as the sun retreated past the horizon, it was something he'd never forget.
Today had been a bit hectic, hopefully tomorrow would go smoother. It was tough, dealing with so many meaningless meetings and the emotionally unstable students sent to his office. 'Why can't they just let the counselors take care of them? Geez…'
Two sharp knocks effectively broke the headmaster out of his daze.
"Hey! Open up!" Kaseko's voice rang out in the hallway.
"Y'know, he might've already left. It is kind of late…" The boy's room mate sounded less enthusiastic.
Fau's smile faltered. What did they want? He knew enough by now from fellow faculty members that Kaseko was a handful.
"No, I'm still here. Come in."
As soon as he'd finished his sentence, he regretted his words. The two delinquents stumbled in and claimed the seats across from his desk. There was a strange glint in their eyes as Erique chose to speak first.
"So, you're probably wondering why we're here…" The red streaked boy began to toy with his hair, glancing at his partner in crime. "Well, it's actually pretty simple. We need your help with something."
This caused the older man to raise an eyebrow. Usually when students visited his office, it was against their will. No one had ever asked for help, often it was thrust upon them.
"Really? Me, help you? What do I have to do?"
"… convince Sakugo to take us on a field trip. Out of the country, if possible."
