A/N: yo! this is my first yaoi fanfic, but my second fanfic altogether. ; this is a YAOI fanfic so don't go whining to me!!!! and it specifically says it's a yaoi in the summary so if u don't like yaoi start reading the damn summaries!! sigh well here's the story enough of my pointless bickering. -.-; oh.... I almost forgot - my sister helps me out with the fanfic, but I do all the writing she just helps me come up with ideas when I'm stuck everynow and then...... --

Virtuality

Chapter 1

The up roar of the crowd in the stadium was overwelming as Albel Nox stepped out of the oval sphere room and stepped into the shining spot lights of the stadium. Albel smirked at his crying and screaming fans in the crowd his blood red eyes smug and cold. Albel turned his back on his fans running a hand through his long spiked black hair with it's blonde tips, and the hair at the nape of his neck were split evenly once and tied in white bands down his back. The smugness and calm air around Albel dispersed as he saw his three managers running towards him clumsily their panicked faces irritating Albel's consious. All three managers skided to a stop in front of Albel and took two seconds for breath before they all bowed deeply in front of Albel their breathes coming in gasps.

"What is it?" Albel asked coldly, glarring down at his managers suspiciously.

One of the men spoke up nervously. "We tried to make them understand Nox-san, but they wouldn't hear of it no matter how much we tried to bribe them. We even offered them five hundred thousand dollars but they just wouldn't agree!"

Albel's glare narrowed trying to understand what his manager was talking about. "What exactly are you talking about Shonoji?"

Shonoji looked up at Albel apprehensively before he spoke softly. "School, sir. They say you have no choice but to attend Najona Academy. They would hear no excuses with you being allowed to skip your senior year of high school." The manager's voice faltered as he gazed back at Albel's irritated expression that was rapidly changing into one of outrage.

"What the fuck do you mean that I have to go to school?" Albel hissed angrily.

Shonoji dropped his gaze to the ground timidly. "We are very sorry sir, but we tried everything we could to make them agree that you wouldn't have to go to school but they just wouldn't---" The manager was cut off with the sharp impact of the punch to his face from Albel. The other two managers gasped and backed away from Albel getting out of the way to his line of escape.

Albel marched out of the stadium hotly and into the streets of Japan to round the block and enter his hotel that he was staying in at the moment. Albel punched the button for the elevator impatiently as he started to growl to himself. Go to school! How dare they make me go to school! I haven't had to go to school for the past year and half ever since I've become famous for one of the best Battle Simulator fighters. Why do I have to go to school now? It doesn't make any sense! And what makes it all worst is that I can't stand the thought of going back to seven hours a day of work and their lectors for five days a week. Albel growned as he entered the elevator it's doors sliding softly closed behind him. The elevator started, making it's way to the nineteenth floor. Albel glarred at his reflection on the walls of the elevator before he growled angrily punching the cold metal of the elevator wall. The doors slid open and Albel marched out and went straight to his room thrusting the door open and slamming the door behind him.

Albel glarred at his surroundings in the hotel room before he yelled out outraged. "THIS IS SO UNFAIR! MY LIFE FUCKING SUCKS!"

Albel grabbed the bookshelf next to the door and pushed it over; books fell to the floor as well as glass accessories broke with the impact of the floor and the bookshelf falling ontop of them. Albel growled as he kicked the night stand splintering the wood and sending it and the pot of flowers flying crashing into the wall on the other side of the room. Albel grabbed the sheets on the bed and flung them over his shoulder before he grabbed the mattress and pushed it up and flipped it off of the bed. Albel threw his hand backwards and knocked the clock against the wall along with the lamp that shattered at the impact. Albel walked over to the armchair and flipped it over before kicking over the couch. Albel shifted his gaze to the glass table that stood beside him before he turned his body and stomped on the glass with his foot. The glass caved in immediatly from the weight shattering and breaking into pieces. Albel's feet carried him to the sliding glass doors that led out to the balcony. A sick smirk played across Albel's features before he thrust his hand forward in a fist into the thick glass of the door. The cracks that spread throughout the door groaned, but Albel thrust his hand back again and brought it forward as the glass door gave in and shattered around Albel in fragments. Albel's smirk widened as he dropped his hand to his side the knuckles of his right hand bleeding from the cuts of glass. Satisfied with what he had done Albel headed for the door before looking back at the destruction he had made of the room. Right as Albel was about to close the door he brought his cut knuckles to his mouth as he licked the blood on his hand with that smirk of his.

Albel entered the lobby of the hotel throwing his room keys at the woman behind the desk rudely and walking calmly out of the hotel paying no mind to the people around him, or to his abused right hand. Albel spotted his Suzuki motorcycle sitting parked on the side of the road as he walked to it. After thrusting on his helmet Albel started the engine of the motorcycle and pulling out onto the busy streets of Tokyo, Japan.

"Fayt Leingod!" The fat, short, old man at the front of the class yelled with his gaspy voice.

Fayt sat up abrubtly his short layered aqua blue hair covering his face which he quickly brushed aside by running a hand through his hair. His turqouise blue eyes glarring rudely at his teacher for disturbing his sleep. "What do you want?" Fayt asked hotly.

The teacher's chubby face exploded into a shade of red. Students snickered at the teacher's transformation in his color. "This is the fourth time in two days that you have fallen asleep in your classes! I don't care what your excuse is but leave my classroom at once until this problem of yours gets fixed immediatly." The teacher explained miffed.

Fayt shrugged his shoulders with indifference as he grabbed his black leather bookbag and walked out of the classroom calmly. Fayt sighed as he walked down the hallway of Najona Academy. "I can't help it if I had a tournament that I had to attend last night." He mumbled to himself. Fayt pushed open the front doors of the school as he headed down the steps in front of him. Fayt glarred down at his school uniform he wore before he unfastened the buttons of his black over shirt and untucked his white t-shirt he wore underneath.

"Is it custom for the students at this school to start stripping when they're leaving the school?" A rough, cold voice asked.

Fayt looked up instantly to stare at the young man that stood leaning against a Suzuki motorcycle as he held his helmet in his other hand. "Can I help you?" Fayt asked irritated; he was not in the mood at the moment for someone to be mocking him.

The young man shrugged his shoulders as he placed his helmet on the seat of his motorcycle as he started to approach Fayt calmly. "I'm just examining my new school. Since they gave me no choice in the matter if I wanted to go here or not." He gazed past Fayt's head to glare at the school behind him. "So tell me is this school all that great?" The young man asked bringing his gaze to Fayt.

"No. It's the same as any other school." Fayt replied with a shrug of his shoulders.

"So can you just leave when ever you want because according to my watch school doesn't get out for another two hours." The young man pointed out.

Fayt couldn't help but smirk at the man's remark. "I got kicked out of class. I fell asleep."

The young man eyed Fayt for a moment before speaking. "You fell asleep. Is that how boring this school is?"

Fayt chuckled. "It's not that bad it just happened to be in the class I hate the most, and I was up till midnight last night in a Battle Simulation tournament."

The young man starred at Fayt for awhile before he grabbed the front of Fayt's black over shirt. "So is this the uniform?" He asked disgusted.

"Unfortuantly, yes." Fayt stated dryly.

The young man gave a disgusted grunt as he let go of Fayt's shirt.

"So tell me, what's your name?" Fayt asked casualy.

"Albel Nox." He replied coldly.

Fayt gave Albel an evil smirk. "So the famous Battle Simulation fighter is going to attend this school. Might want to watch your back because there are a few people here that are going to challenge you to a few fights."

Albel eyed Fayt coldly. "Whatever."

"Oh, by the way my name's Fayt Leingod."

"Like I care." Albel shrugged off Fayt's comment before he turned and headed back to his motorcycle and took off down the street.

Fayt shook his head as he started to head down the street to the train station. "I always knew that guy was a jerk." Fayt snickered to himself. "Nel owes me twenty dollars, now."

Maria slammed her fists down against the kitchen table in outrage as she glarred at the boy that sat across the table from her. "Fayt what is the meaning of you being home two hours before school is dismissed?" She yelled.

Fayt dug a finger in his ear as if it was helping block out the yelling coming from his older sister. "I thought I told you that I fell asleep in class and the teach' kicked me out." Fayt stated calmly.

"How can you fall asleep Fayt! School is the most critical part of your life! It determines your future!" Maria yelled furiously at her younger brother.

Fayt layed his head down on the table with a groan. "Not the lecture again." He mumbled to himself.

"Your damn straight that your going to listen to my lecture again after the stunt you pulled! Just put it this way Fayt the next time I find out you fell asleep in class or get into any kind of trouble I'm kicking you out of this house. Do you understand?" Maria stated coldly.

Fayt jumped up the kitchen chair falling over because of his sudden action. "WHAT! You can't do that to me Maria!" Fayt yelled in disbelief.

"Oh you wanna try me. I can go ahead and kick your ass right now if I wanted to." Maria smirked at the shocked expression on her younger brother's face.

Fayt's shock turned into one of irritation. "You can't just kick me out of my house too!"

Maria coughed. "According to me your old enough to get a job, and live on your own. And besides this is me and my husband's house. So I advise you not to slack anymore." Maria told Fayt sternly.

Fayt was outraged by what his sister was saying! She was just going to kick him out if he screwed up one more time at school. It was so unfair! "Fucking bitch!" Fayt turned from his sister and stormed out of the house right as Shinji was entering. Fayt gave Shinji a cool glare before he brushed passed him.

Shinji looked over at his wife calmly as she stood at the table starring at her hands. Shinji shut the door behind him and walked over to Maria. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"S... Shinji?" Maria stuttered.

"What is it?" He asked calmly.

"Was I too hard on him? He's never called me that with such anger on his face before." Maria shuddered.

Shinji tightened his grip on his wife. "You did fine. Sometimes you have to be forceful when necessary."

"Thanks." Maria sighed as she relaxed in her husband's embrace.

Fayt walked into his classroom with a heavy sigh. Fayt sat down at his desk rubbing his forehead with a groan. He knew today was not going to be a good day in this condition.

"What's wrong with you, Fayt?"

Fayt looked up to see his friends; Sophia, Nel, and Cliff. "What?" He asked grouchy.

"Ooh, sensitive Fayt has a hangover." Nel mocked.

"Shut up." Fayt grumbled as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Give us the scoop! What happ--" Cliff was cut off when the teacher suddenly spoke.

"Everyone get to your seats, now. Class has begun, but before we start I would like to introduce our new student when they decide to arrive." The teacher spoke calmly, but jumped three feet into the air when the door was suddenly thrust open and an irritated Albel walked in with his bag slung over his shoulder. His black uniform over shirt was unbuttoned and he wore a white muscle shirt underneath. "Yo, I'm here. Not sorry for the interruption."

The teacher was horrified. WHY did his new student have to be such a delinquet? One worse than Fayt. "N... no trouble." He stuttered.

Albel glarred at the teacher viciously before he leaned down to talk to him. "So you gonna start the introduction or shall I... shorty?"

The teacher gasped at how Albel had addressed him, but he didn't want to make things worse. "Why yes of course." The teacher sweat dropped as he walked in front the class. "Class may I introduce you to our new student, Albel Nox. If you have any questions please feel free to ask him."

Almost everyone's hand in the class rose. The teacher picked out hands to begin the questions.

"Are you the famous Battle Simulator fighter?" A freckled girl asked.

Albel starred her down a moment before scanning the whole class before responding. "Yes."

"AWESOME!"

"THIS IS SO COOL!"

"HE'S AS SEXY AS I IMAGINED HIM!"

A bunch of yells of excitement went through the classroom as Albel continued to scan the class before his gaze landed on the blue haired boy he had talked to yesterday. Albel saw that he had his head down and was groaning; it was obivious to Albel that the guy had a hangover. Now he just had to figure out what the cause of it was. Albel turned towards the teacher and spoke. "I get a tour of the school, right?"

"Yes, why of course." The teacher turned toward the class. "Who would like to take Nox-san on a tour of the school?"

All the female students and most of the males hands shot up into the air frantically. Albel sighed. "I'll choose who I want to take me on a tour, thanks." Albel informed rudely. Albel walked over to Fayt's desk and stood in front of it starring down at him.

Fayt moaned. I feel a dark aura coming from in front of me. Fayt looked up to stare at Albel. "It's you. How the hell did you find yourself in this class? They couldn't stick you in another? Damn now I'm going to have to deal with your crappy attitude." Fayt mainly mumbled most of what he said to himself, but Albel still heard him.

Albel smirked. "Get up, your taking me on a tour of the school."

The teacher gasped. "No, anyother student can take you just not that one!"

Albel turned toward the teacher. "You got a problem with who I chose to show me around the school?" Albel asked icily.

The teacher felt himself stiffen. "N... no, of... of course not."

"Good." Albel turned back to Fayt. "Get up!"

"But I don't wanna'." Fayt groaned.

Albel grabbed Fayt's arm tightly as he jerked him out of the chair and dragged him toward the door.

"Allright! I'm going, you bastard!" Fayt yelled as he and Albel left the classroom.

Everyone starred at the closed classroom door in stunned shock for a few minutes before Cliff broke the silence.

"Well looks like love is in the air, eh." Cliff commented with a smirk.

Everyone burst out laughing with his outrageous comment. The teacher just sat slumped on the floor in front of the classroom with a dazed look as he tried to curse himself to his death.

Fayt slumped against the bathroom wall with a deep, heavy sigh with his eyes closed. "So exactly what do you want? I know you don't care for a lovely tour of the school since you seemed to despise it to no end, yesterday?" Fayt asked opening his eyes slowly to stare at the bathroom ceiling with a dazed expression.

"Hmph." Albel remarked as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his black uniform pants. Giving a minute of silence between them Albel decided to reply. "What I want to know is why do you have a hangover?"

Taking his gaze from the white ceiling Fayt turned to look at Albel directly a scowl plastered on his face. "Is it that obvious that I have a hangover?" He asked with irritation.

"Well you ain't fooling me. Don't know 'bout anyone else." Albel stated casually.

With another deep sigh Fayt replied to Albel's question he asked a few seconds ago. "Just having some family issues. Nothing serious."

Albel narrowed his gaze as he starred at Fayt determined. "I want the details." He stated plainly.

Narrowing his eyes suspiciously Fayt spoke. "Why would I tell you what's going on in my personal life? You're not my friend and I only talked to you yesterday. Just because your famous don't think you can pry into someone's life easily."

A sly smirk appeared on Albel's lips at Fayt's remark. What to do? Albel smacked Fayt on his head and plasterd a fake smile on his lips. "Now Fayt I wouldn't try to pry into your personal life; all I want is for you to be able to share your problems with someone." In Albel's mind he wanted to gag on the way he was acting at the moment, but he wanted to know why Fayt had a hangover. He was just so nosy when it came to certain things, like this for example.

Fayt continued to glare at Albel as the interrogator just continued to look at him with a fake smile. A muscle at the corner of Fayt's mouth twitched with annoyance. "Get over yourself Albel. I am not going to tell you why I got a hangover." He stated flatly.

The smile vanished off of Albel's face in a second as he glarred at the stubborn boy in front of him. "Don't make me force it out of you."

"I. Am. Not. Going. To. Tell. You. Now get over your little obsession to dig in to things that are not any of your concern." Fayt told Albel dryly.

Albel gritted his teeth in frustration since he wasn't getting any answers out of the little fucker. Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak Fayt cut in.

"Why do you care to know why I have a hangover?" Fayt asked curiously walking around Albel to the sinks in the bathroom, and turning on the water to cup his hands under the freezing water.

"I'm just nosy when it comes to certain things." Albel shrugged indifferently.

Fayt splashed the cold water onto his face wincing as the frigid water touched his face. Wiping his face with the sleeve of his black uniform over shirt he turned back around to face Albel. "So tell me Albel Nox why are you at this school? If I remember correctly from yesterday these bastards didn't give you a choice." Fayt asked stressing Albel's name to irriate him.

Albel was a bit peeved with Fayt changing the subject on him, but allowed him since he knew he wasn't going to get anywhere with the hangover deal. "Bastards didn't want me to skip my senior year like I did my junior year. Thought I was finally finished with school for the rest of my life."

"Pity for you." Fayt snickered.

"It seems to me that our homeroom teacher doesn't like you very much." Albel pointed out impassively.

Fayt had to smirk at Albel's comment. "Yeah. Never was able to get on his good side."

"Ah, Leingod what are you doing in her chit-chatting with your pal for? Skipping class I suppose." A cold voice cut through the men's bathroom like a knife.

Albel watched as Fayt stiffened visibly and his eyes widened in panic at the sound of the intruder. Albel exchanged a curious, suspicious glance between the intruder and Fayt.

"What do I owe the pleasure of meeting you in here, Vox-sensei?" Fayt hissed tightly.

Albel's curiousity was really nagging at him with the way Fayt addressed the teacher that had walked ito the bathroom.

"Young man I believe I've never seen you before? Are you new?" Vox asked curiously his eyes skimming over Albel.

"Yes." Albel said calmly.

"Well nice to meet you, but would you mind leaving me and Fayt alone. I need to talk to him in private." Vox stated cooly bringing his icy stare to Fayt

Fayt felt as if he wanted to scream. He couldn't be left alone with this teacher! Fayt squeezed his eyes shut as his head started to throb painfully. Though Fayt quickly responded to what Vox had told Albel to do. "No!" He said abruptly not wanting the only thing that stood between him and Vox to disappear.

Vox scowled at Fayt's words. "Young man please leave." He said demandingly.

Albel took one last glance between Fayt and Vox before leaving the bathroom. Albel looked at Fayt's horrified expression out of the corner of his eye as he was leaving. His eyebrows drew together in confusion wondering what the hell was wrong with him.

After Albel had left the bathroom Fayt could only stand in the middle of the bathroom his body frozen in place with fear and panic. Fayt could feel his hands as they started to shake violently as Vox started walking towards him closing the distance between them.

Vox watched Fayt with a satisfied smirk. "It's been so long since I've been able to get you alone." Vox breathed into Fayt's ear huskily.

Fayt hissed in a sharp breath and jerked away from Vox backing away from him. Vox followed right after Fayt as he kept backing away only to soon find himself backed against a wall. Vox slammed his hands against the wall on either side of Fayt blocking any way of escape. Fayt kept his face turned away from Vox not wanting to look at him.

"Now Fayt, don't act this way. You know there is no point in struggling, or screaming for help. I don't remember how many times we've been through this." Vox grabbed Fayt's chin between his pointer finger and thumb to turn his face around to look at him. Vox leaned down bringing his face closer to Fayt's. "Now the fun begins." He lustfully breathed against Fayt's moist lips.

hope u people liked it!!!! nervous laugh I'll try my best to update quickly and satisfy all you evil readers...... c ya until next chapter.... ja, mata!