My First Kiss Went a Little like this - - Chapter Two

"I swear every time I got a point and he smiled at me, I wanted to scream!" Kibum squealed like a fangirl after pausing scraping at his sculpture's face.

"You aren't enthusiastic enough about fencing though…" Taemin muttered.

"But I'm enthusiastic about his smile…" Ever since lunch Kibum had been having a hard time not talking about his new fencing teacher. His past one had been rude and always picked on him, but this Lee Jinki man had made Kibum feel his most confident with just a smile.

"You want to be careful though! Aren't you going to quit fencing after your next tournament? I don't want you to go through man-smile withdrawals."

"Like that would actually happen! I could see your baby doll face more often, and that would be worth it."

Taemin giggled a little at his umma's compliment, "It's next week right?"

"What is?"

"The tournament… Your last tournament. You should get a trophy so you end it with a 'bang'."

Kibum nodded, "I should win. The building is going to be full of newbies…"

"Don't act so nervous, now!" Taemin and Kibum laughed and slowly settled into idle conversation while scraping off extra bits of the clay man in front of them.

Minho sighed. He hated art. Art hated him, too. Thankfully his partner could do the project himself and he could catch up on homework. Well, he could if there wasn't an angel in front of him carving a man that Minho was sure he had the same body type of.

"Quit staring, you creeper - - or better yet, if you stare, why not draw him?" Jonghyun didn't even look up from the marble head he was sanding off to properly banter his friend.

"Shut up… I'm not staring...," Minho relocated his nose to his book, "And you know that if I tried to replicate him he'd come out as a freaking mutant."

"Oh, kinky~ I didn't know you had a thing for stuff like that. You ever hear of the anime porn genre with tentacle sex? You'd be sure to get off with that." Jonghyun had a joking tone, but still wouldn't look up from what he was doing. He was the rare person that could be completely serious when he was joking.

Minho smiled, and stifled a laugh, "Yeah, and should I ask how you even learnt about that genre? You probably get more use out of it than I ever would."

Jonghyun took this moment to laugh a little and shove his way into Minho's personal space and stare at the homework he had, "Oh, I understand now… You have a kink for curves. Look at how feminine those parabolas are~!"

"Get your dinosaur face out of my homework!" Minho full-out laughed this time, catching the attention of their teacher. They quickly shot their heads back down and busied themselves with their work.

"So what do you plan on doing to win over that little kid's heart, anyway?" Jonghyun nodded his head towards the boy in front of them.

"He has a name… And he is not a kid… well maybe a little, but still! … I don't really know what I should do with him. I've seen him in the school's dance studio, maybe I could try out or…" Minho shrugged.

"What's his name?" Jonghyun enquired.

"… Taemin."

"Cute. I like his friend over there. Not many people can pull off tight pleather pants like that. Maybe we both can go after them."

"Yeah right! The last time we did that you ended up stealing both hearts!"

"You forgot I already have a boyfriend, too, dork."

Minho sighed again, and went back to the math in front of him. He stole glances at the curvy bleach-blonde in front of him about every ten seconds, which got him done with about two problems once he was done in art. He also came to the conclusion he should ask to sit with Taemin during tomorrow's lunch.

After school – Kibum's Fencing Lessons

"You're kidding! You can't quit this soon on me!" Jinki's disappointment was apparent on his face.

"I never really liked fencing, so I finally got my parents to give me a break. It'll make me a lot happier, so please just forget about it…" Kibum's shoulders were slumped and he was looking up at the ceiling in a diva fashion. He didn't want to make Jinki unhappy, but continuing with the pointless lessons was too much for him to bear, and he just wanted to go back to Taemin on the bench and watch everyone practice their foil fencing.

"Fine…," Jinki sighed, "But I won't forget about it. You're one of the best fencers in this room."

Kibum watched Jinki walk away to correct someone's form, then went back to Taemin.

"He seems happy." Taemin commented offhandedly. He was staring down at a book in his hand with his hair in a ponytail behind him, and glasses on. Many of the fencers in the room had stopped in the middle of their practice to give him a good stare-down, but Kibum had been too tired to give them the umma glare.

"So happy. Everything would work out so much better if I could have been involved with him in a different part of my life… Why is life so cruel?" Kibum pouted and slumped down on the bench in an overdramatic way.

"Oooh~ someone's crushing over the teacher!" Out of nowhere a brown-haired dinosaur plopped down next to Taemin's other side on the bench, "I have half a mind to go and tell him. If you let me tell him, I can tell you who's crushing on this little cutie here~!"

Taemin looked up from his book with wide eyes and scooted away and towards Kibum after feeling a nudge on his arm, "What the heck? You'll just go tell him and then come back to us and say you can't give it away."

"Or make up some guy."

"Or say it's you." Taemin and Kibum had formed the sentence together. Jonghyun wanted to laugh right in their faces at the ridiculousness of being able to do that with someone, but then again, he had never seen the two apart. He was even surprised to see that his random drop-in in Kibum's fencing lesson that Taemin was there. Maybe they were mythological creatures that fed off each other's magic.

"Hey, now… That really hurts me that you'd think that," Jonghyun held a hand over his heart and acted as if he were depressed, "I would keep my end of the bargain!"

Kibum spoke up this time, "Everyone knows what the 'Artistic Jonghyun' is like. He plays around with everyone, but no one ever blames him because he's the ideal boyfriend and has record and art labels begging to be signed at his doorstep."

"… Yeah. It's nice to be me…" Jonghyun smiled and stretched lazily, "Well, since you won't cut a deal with me, I'll just go off and tell him. Nice screwing with you~!"

Jonghyun got up and made to run towards Jinki, but was cut off mid-step by Taemin's interruption, "Okay, okay! If you tell him, tell me what's going on. Who likes me?" Jonghyun smiled.

"I can't tell you. But I can give you a hint! He's a good friend of mine, he's in your art class and he stares at you as if he's wanking off right at that moment! Good luck." And with that Jonghyun ran off to Jinki. Kibum's eyes went wide and he dragged Taemin out of the building and towards his house.

The Next Day - - At School

"Remember when we were kids, and we would give each other makeovers?" Kibum stared at Taemin for a moment in fond remembrance.

"Of course… Why?"

"I think I should give you one tonight, because you really look like crap." Taemin laughed.

"Gee thanks, you bad child!" Kibum playfully slapped Taemin, "I left my bag at my fencing lesson, so I couldn't fix my hair. I also got no sleep."

"We should get your bag if it's such a big deal then!"

"Yeah, right! I have no intention of entering that building ever again. I officially call that sport quits."

"All right… Let me fix you up during lunch though, okay?" Kibum nodded and sipped his coffee while heading to his first class.

The morning classes worsened Kibum's already horrid mood. The only thing that came as a relief during his midday break was the feeling of Taemin's skilled hands working through his hair and fixing his complexion. He eventually walked out of the girls' bathroom looking gorgeous. At first he hated the idea of being fixed up in the girls' restroom, but he and Taemin had gotten used to it, and began to love the encouragement the girls would give that passed by. It was a sanctuary compared to the boys' room, too. They would huddle around the two and stare, then occasionally give the comment of 'that's so weird' or 'I'd tap that'.

The next thing Kibum heard made him even happier. Thunder. He dragged Taemin out of the building and held his hands out for droplets to come.

"Kibummie! I want to go have lunch now… That boy asked me to eat with him and I'm already fifteen minutes late." Kibum pouted.

"Okay, fine, go ahead. I won't ruin your work on my face with the rain; I just want to enjoy it a little. Go ahead. Have fun and run away yelling 'stranger danger' if he offers you a lollipop!"

Taemin shook his head and walked off. If a man as sexy as the one he was sharing lunch with asked him to do something that would satisfy their carnal pleasures, he'd jump on it – no pun intended.

Kibum stared after Taemin for a moment, but turned around once he was out of view. He held his hands out again and smelled the air. Kibum always felt so good when it was raining, so he closed his eyes in pleasure. He was starting to get soaked up to the elbows before he heard someone splash next to him. But there weren't any puddles next to him… The person must be more soaked than himself. Lucky.

"You forgot your bag yesterday…"

Kibum's eyes went wide, and he stared at his ex-teacher in shock. He was carrying Kibum's hot pink bag, completely wet, and staring back.

"Oh, um… Thanks." Kibum reached for his bag, but Jinki pulled it away.

"Jonghyun said you like me?"

"… Yeah, right. I just met you the day before yesterday. That's too soon." Kibum was blushing fiercely.

"It's long enough to know that you'd like to date someone. Look, you won't be my student starting next week, right? We could start going out. I wouldn't lose my best fencer that way. And if you still refuse to fence, then we will have started a pretty nice relationship. If neither works, then at least we tried…" Jinki pleaded with his eyes.

"… You…," Kibum was completely confused right now. There was a gorgeous man right in front of him asking him for a steady relationship. He had only known the man for three days, and he was completely flustered, and actually considering saying yes. He was pretty persuasive in his altered opinion… And what would he lose, anyway?

"No, I can't, I'm sorry." Kibum had to choose logic this time, though. If he actually went along with it, there wasn't much guaranteeing that he'd be safe, or that Taemin wouldn't patronize him for a rash decision, or his parents being okay with any bit of the situation at all.

Jinki showed his disappointed face once again, but soon let another emotion wash over his face, "You like the rain?" Kibum furrowed his eyebrows and nodded slowly. Jinki then dropped the bag and pulled Kibum out into the rain that had previously soaked him to the bone, "If you start dating me, I swear we can always enjoy the rain together… I'd make it worth your time, I promise."

"You can't assure that…" Kibum looked to the side, extremely nervous. Jinki grabbed Kibum by the waist and gave him a harsh kiss. Jinki molded his lips perfectly against the other boy's. He licked Kibum's lips and pushed past them to devour Kibum's mouth.

My first kiss went a little like this…