A/N: Finished in two hours. Not the best, not terrible, it's just supposed to kick start the story.
At the wee hours of five in the morning, teenagers were in their bed, sleeping. Some were dreaming, some in a drunken slumber, some simply comatose from their heavy weekend activities. Yet, at exactly 5:30 am, they would all be rudely awoken by a school wide alarm, set to make sure no student had the excuse of sleeping in. The only person not asleep was a tiny little brunette with his head against the shower tile in his shared room.
Jim Hawkins was possibly the youngest boy at the tiny excuse of academy he called home. With exactly thirty-eight students and only eight teachers, not including the assisting staff, everyone knew almost everything about everyone. There were no secrets, and gossip spread around far too quickly for decency's taste. He had a family here, more of one than he had with parents.
He sighed against the cool tile, his head aching. He rarely slept, his mind usually in overdrive and his heart often thumping. It didn't matter that he had the same room mate since the beginning of middle school, or that his roommate would leave if he chose to next year. It didn't matter that he had been sent to this academy to fix his little 'problem', like everyone else. He was helplessly in love with that poor soul, Dimitri.
Maleficent's Academy for the Disruptive, Homosexual Youth was an experiment of a school, meant only for children who had little hope of reverting from their sinful ways. The student's viewed it as a cheap dating site, seeing as their dislike of their families was all something they shared. No one had ever left the school 'cured', but rather 'discreet'. One person that left, a girl named Tinkerbell, graduated and left the country, moving to America with her girlfriend. She often sent letters back, bragging about how she was finally free, and how they could all leave if their acting got better.
Dimitri would be the first to leave since her.
In exactly two weeks, Jim Hawkins would be left with an empty dorm room, and a barren heart.
Standing off of the shower floor, Jim rinsed suds out of his hair, letting out a ragged breath. In less than ten minutes, the entire school would be awake. He would have to stop his heart from weeping like a sore before then.
Turning off the now cold water, he slung a towel around his waist. In the mirror in front of him, he saw a tiny boy with a mess of brown hair, and puffy eyes. He wasn't quite sure how he fooled everyone every single day, but he would have to continue to do this for the next two weeks. Then he could be a terrible mess if he wanted. As long as he didn't drag Dimitri down with him.
Throwing another towel over his hair, Jim fluffed up his hair until it was a puff ball, reaching aimlessly for his clothes on the toilet lid. He felt nothing but cold porcelain, causing him to inwardly groan. He probably left his clothes on his bed, on the other side of the room.
"Dammit… Someone up there must hate me," he muttered, tightening the towel around his waist. Hecracked the bathroom door, spotting his clothes exactly where he thought they would be. Carefully, he dashed across the room, dropped his towel and jammed himself into his boxers and cargo pants. As he reached for his t-shirt, he spared a glance over to Dimitri.
"Bastard… He's still asleep…" Jim muttered, pulling on the maroon shirt. He attempted a glare, as the school alarm rang. Dimitri shifted in his bed, huffing angrily. "Just as my dream was getting good," he muttered. He looked up and noticed Jim's staring. "Like what you see?" Dimitri cackled, sending a wink over. Jim flushed and glared, turning to grab his socks. "No," Jim snapped before shoving his feet into his boots. He quickly laced them up and tied them before shoving his arms into his jacket.
"Come on, I'm just playing!" Dimiti laughed. "You don't have to leave so quickly! I haven't even seen you naked yet!" Jim rolled his eyes but blushed. "Aren't you supposed to be cured?" Jim snapped. Dimitri scoffed, feigning disgust. "I'm insulted. Betray you, my love? I would never," he stood, smirking, "Now please, give your prince a kiss." Giving Jim the Come Hither eye, he gestured for him to step forward.
Huffing, Jim stepped closer, just out of arms reach. "You want something? Work for it, lazy ass." Dimitri shrugged but smiled. He stepped closer to Jim, pressing each other's chests together. "I'm going to miss you," he said with a smile. Jim rolled his eyes, burying his head into Dimitri's neck. "You could just suddenly be caught being gay again…" he muttered.
Dimitri shook his head, lifting Jim's head up. "I can't. I have to get out there and get a job. How else will I be ready to move us to America with Tink, once you're freed?" Jim shook his head, tears welling up in his eyes. "Dimitri, that's four years of waiting! I still have to serve my required time!" Dimitri shrugged. "You're worth waiting for."
Before Jim could send another retort, Dimitri planted a soft kiss on Jim. Immediately, one another melted into the touch, almost drowning in each other. As Jim pressed himself closer to Dimitri, the PA system crackled to life.
"Dimitri, stop sucking faces with your boyfriend and get dressed. Oh, and your release is canceled," Hades, the history teacher called over the overhead.
Dimitri snorted, flipping off the surrounding air. "I still haven't found out where those damn cameras are."
A/N: Good first chapter? I don't know, so please send lots and lots of feedback! I embrace flames if they actually have use to them, other than people who can write ragging on me _ Oh, and I need a beta for this, so if you want the job, don't ask, just do it and send it to me.
