Still clutching my neck, I glared at the blonde kid next to me, who had his legs casually thrown up against the table. Embedded in his left ear was a long crystal-looking earring. Looking past the smug grin on his face, I noticed his name tag.

Sting Eucliffe

Don't tell me this fuckhead Dominant is my roommate. Oh, god, no.

"Wasn't it smart for the school council to place a Dominant and an obviously virgin Submissive in the same room? In January?" Sting chuckled to himself. "This is going to be a fun year."

I made a hissing sound, but before I could say anything, the teacher walked in and cut me off.

"Yes, yes, quiet yourselves. Welcome to my class, Mythology. You should call me Midnight."


After the boring first Mythology class, I met up with Natsu to walk towards our Combat class, apparently the best class in the school.

"Has anyone messed with you yet, Rogue?" Natsu questioned.

"Surprisingly, no. Not yet, anyway."

Submissives were usually the target of hate crimes. This school's only one of three public schools that allow Subs to attend alongside Dominants. We've been kept apart for so long-term because in the past, our togetherness only resulted in the rapes and deaths of thousands of Submissives. Before I came here, I went to a private school. The only contact I ever made with Dominants would be while I was out in the city.

This year is the third year that this school has been open to Subs.

As we traversed a few buildings and walked down a few stairs, we finally made it to Building 4- entirely dedicated to Combat classes.

Natsu slammed open some of the double doors, and announced our arrival with a hefty smile.

"Welcome to Combat!"

The room was filled with dummies and targets, and in the middle stood a few dozen students. Natsu guided me up to the crowd, and proceeded to introduce me to a some of the kids.

I met Erza Scarlet, an armor wizard, Wendy Marvell, the blue haired girl from my Magic Physics class, who was also another Dragon Slayer. I again met Lucy Heartfilia.

"Ow." Natsu whined as Gray came up behind him and flicked him in the head.

"Don't be such a child." Gray murmured before bending down slightly and kissing Natsu on the cheek.

The fight the two had participated in during Physics class came back to me.

"Yeah, yeah." Gray started. "People usually respond that way."

I got almost no scent from the shirtless dark-haired student. So, he was and IB. Unoriginally named, yes, but In Betweens were those who had the traits of both Dominants and Submissives, or the traits of neither. No one really knows how to describe them.

For the first time, I felt truly welcome in an environment.

Then again, good things don't last forever. I've learned that the hard way.

"Alright, alright, quiet." A man at the front of the class with slicked back red hair called out. "Sit."

"Hello to the new faces at this school. I'm Gildarts Clive. This is Comb-" He began, before being abruptly cut off by the door slamming open, making me flinch. Freed, a few people down from me jumped visibly, his eyes widening slightly as he kept his gaze focused on the front of the room.

Laxus Dreyar.

His long coat swung to and fro from his shoulders, and his glare could kill. If he was anything but a Dominant, I would be afraid.

Gildarts sighed loudly. "You're late. I was hoping you'd be better at it this year, Laxus."

The tall blond didn't reply, instead walking across the room to sit next to Freed, who again jumped.

Gildarts sighed again before turning to the large board in the front of the room. "Now where was I exactly? Introductions? Yeah, introduce yourselves."


After the long day, I was exhausted. A lot of my classes weren't exactly fun- like Health, led by the slightly creepy Mr. Bob, who taught science classes last school year. Or Literature, from Mr. Conbolt (who honestly wanted to be there less than we did).

Natsu walked with me back to my dorm room, which was easy, considering he lived six doors down from me.

He made a clicking sound with his teeth as he shook his head. "You have a Dominant in your room with you? The council, all idiots, I swear." I opened the door to the dorm and held it open (to be polite) so that Natsu could get in. He immediately made himself at home, plopping down on my bed and yanking his beanie off. "The first day is always the most exhausting," he groaned, now lying back. I nodded in agreement before sitting on the bed next to him, pulling off my shoes and removing my overcoat.

"I live across the hall." Natsu murmured, his eyes closed. "My roommate is Happy."

I bobbed my head. "What's he like?"

"Short, blue, furry, and hey, he can fly."

What?

Natsu chuckled. (I swear this kid could read my mind.) "It means that Happy's a little blue winged cat.'

Oh, I laughed to myself. "Like my Frosch, back home. He's supposed to be sent here soon. I couldn't bring him with me."

"Why not?"

"Assholes on the train. Which to be quite honest, I can't tolerate on my own."

"Assholes or the train?"

"Both." We both shared a few needed laughs, before the door was opened quite loudly. Whistling filled the room.

"What the fuck're you doing here, Dragneel?"

Natsu sat up quickly. "Eucliffe."

Sting stuck his tongue out playfully before turning to me. "Hey, sweetie."
I almost growled at the overly sweet tone.

"Rogue, meet Sting Eucliffe. The perverse and obnoxious Dragon Slayer that has no consideration for Subs whatsoever and hurts them constantly. Several of them."

My glare was strong. "Oh, we've met before."

Sting just responded with a snarky smile.

"Hello again, beautiful."

There's that growl.