It's Kai, Not Kairi.

:"You're Hot":

Author's Thanks: Thank you so much for all the encouragement. Well, hope you enjoy this chapter. Oh yeah, this has been revised.

Kairi let out a big exasperated sigh as she inched along the traffic. Despite the school's size, everything seemed too crowded for her likings. Exactly how many male students lived on the tiny island? The crowd thickened as she got closer and closer to the auditorium. Everyone was to attend the first-day-of-school greeting. She was used to the pushing and shoving by now, but one extra painful push struck her from the back and sent her tumbling to the floor.

A large boy who could've used some acne-cream loomed over her.

"Watch where you're going, shorty. I might step on you next time." Two deep-set eyes glared at her.

"Yeah, shorty. Watch where you're going," another boy sneered.

The two stepped over her and continued to follow the rest of the crowd.

"Or maybe you should give me some of your fat and everybody will be happy!" Kairi snapped, angry herself.

The boy looked back at her in fury. He waddled back to her and picked her up by the collar.

"What did you say? Tell me; say that one more time or I'll punch your teeth out." His words were followed by a foul scent.

"Better clean yours first," Kairi said coldly.

"Why you little--" He balled his free hand into a fist and brought it down hard on Kairi's face.

The traffic thickened as passing students slowed down to witness the commotion. They stared at Kairi, who was sprawled on the floor with a heavy nosebleed. Weakly, she got up in a sitting position and wiped her nose with the back of her sleeve, her eyes clouded with pain.

"Is that all you've got?" The boy laughed, cracking his knuckles. He stopped laughing and squatted down to her height level.

"Or do you have anything else to say with that big mouth of yours?" He asked, his beady black eyes holding no sympathy.

Kairi defiantly looked at his and scowled.

"At least it's not as big as your pot belly!" she spat, regretting it right after.

This was too much for the bully and he violently picked her up and got ready to punch her yet again.

Kairi shut her eyes tight and lifted her arms for self-defense, ready for the blow, but it never came.

Silence.

Slowly, she opened one of her eyes, then the other. After she saw the position of the fist, she let her arms relax.

A metallic haired boy with aquamarine eyes had grabbed the obese student's arm just in time.

"Leave him alone," he commanded with a voice as deep as the sea.

Kairi's heart began to race. He was almost as attractive as the other 'hot' boy.

"After I rip out his mouth first, Captain," he grumbled.

The 'Captain' tightened his grip on the fist. "I said, leave him alone."

Without another word, Kairi felt her feet touch the ground again and looked up. The bully had pushed his way through the crowd without a word and the 'Captain' was looking down at her, one of his eyebrows raised.

"Thanks," Kairi said gratefully.

But the 'Captain' was still staring at her, his eyes like stone. Then they softened.

"Next time, just walk away. You don't know what he could've done to you," he replied with a smile.

He gave her a small bow and headed towards the wide open doors of the auditorium.

Everything was silent. Kairi realized that what seemed like the entire was crowding around her, their face in awe. It was so silent that it hurt to listen.

"Uh, hi..?" Kairi forced a laugh. "I uh, I'm Kairi--I mean, KAI! Yeah, Kai. Kairi is a cousin of mine. Yeah, and uh, um, I really should be going now." She quickly picked up her bag that had fallen on the floor and ran to the nearest escape--the bathroom.

As she pushed her way through the crowd, she felt the awkward stare from each male student like spears. Crying, she wiped away her bloody nose and salty tears.

A brunet who had just joined the crowd watched the particularly short student. He let out an exaggerated sigh.

His navy blue tie was limply hanging around his neck and his collar wasn't straight. His hair spiked out from all directions and seemed to defy gravity. His school jacket slumped over his shoulder and his shirt wasn't tucked in. A book bag, which appeared to be his, was lying on the floor.

"Gosh, so much drama." He wrapped his arms behind his neck and looked up at the ceiling, slowly shaking his head as he leaned against a nearby pillar.

Kairi pushed the door open and ran into one of the stalls, her tears and blood dripped onto the floor with a loud plop. She shut the door close behind her and sat on the toilet, bawling.

"Mommy, I don't want to do this!" she wailed childishly.

Kairi wiped away the blood that now found its way into her mouth; it tasted bitter and unpleasant on her tongue. Her tears subsided a little as her eyes took in the small stall.

The walls were made out of black something she didn't recognize and the toilet was automatic. The toilet paper rolls were neatly in its place, not used yet. She pulled on the end and ripped it out, wiping her nose with it.

Then, Kairi smiled.

"Ahhaha, that was funny. 'Cause he was fat!" She giggled and then shrunk back to her little ball and started to cry even louder.

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As everybody piled into the auditorium, the brunet picked up his book bag and trudged behind, but a faint wailing caught his ears. Curious, he dropped out from the crowd of boys and made his way towards the bathroom.

As soon as the polished door was opened, the wailing burned through his ears.

He winced but stepped inside, his shoes making little echoes as it hit the white, tile floor.

He found the stall where all the wailing was coming from and rapped it with his knuckles.

Kairi froze and looked up. Panicking, she quickly answered in a deep voice, "Somebody's in here." Then went on crying.

More knocking followed right after she answered.

"Somebody's in here." She repeated.

Once again, the person knocked.

"Are you deaf? Somebody's already in here!" Kairi thrust the door open and stared up at two very familiar ocean-blue eyes. It was him. He raised an eyebrow at her.

"Figures. Your behavior fits your height," he jeered.

Kairi was still not over staring at him.

"You know, you look really cool when you do that eyebrow thingy," she pointed out, apparently mesmerized.

He raised his eyebrows again instinctively then frowned.

"You sure you're 120 percent male? You look more like a frog to me," he said amusingly.

Kairi shook her head violently and looked at him with full alert.

"Oh, hi! I didn't—I didn't know you were here!" Kairi spluttered. She stumbled out of the stall while using the back of her hands to wipe the blood and tears.

She blinked away the last of the teardrops clinging onto her eyelashes and licked the blood away from her upper lip. It almost looked suggestive.

"What are you doing? Stop fooling around and go to the auditorium. The principal already started talking." The brunet turned around and started to leave, his hands stuffed deep in his pockets.

"Wait! What's your name?" Kairi asked with pure curiosity.

"What does it mean to you?" was his reply accompanied by an indifferent. He took a few steps before stopping again.

"Oh, and uh, you dropped this by the way." He took out his hand, which was holding her ID card, from his left pocket and threw it over his shoulders towards Kairi.

Kairi ran to catch it but slipped and fell flat on her back.

"Stupid, I already told you to stop fooling around," he muttered. Not hearing an answer, he turned around.

Kairi was out cold and sprawled on the tile floors. He quickly ran by her side.

"Hey, you dead? Answer me!" Panicking, he looked around for help. Finding nothing, he glanced at the unconscious idiot and growled something about stupid people.

He rolled up his sleeves and dragged Kai to the corner of the bathroom and covered her with his jacket.

"You're hot," she muttered.

The brunet stared down at her then shook his head. Without looking back, he casually went out to join the others as if there wasn't an unconscious student in the bathroom.