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Kiku woke in the morning hugging the jacket.
"Heracles-kun would find this creepy..." He whispered to himself, sniffing the jacket. It smelled of Heracles' cologne. He could sniff that over and over again...but that would be creepy.
Kiku decided he was going to keep the jacket until Heracles asked for it back. Which, probably, with Heracles' memory, would take a while. Unless...unless he thought about Kiku a lot.
Which, from Kiku's point of view, was impossible.
Kiku did his morning chores, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and clothed himself.
As soon as he was walking out of the door, his mother stopped him.
"Kiku..." She said, grabbing his shirt and straightening it, "are you still friends with Heracles?"
Kiku, confused, nodded. His mother simply smiled. "No reason. I just have always felt like he was a second son to me, and he has not been around for a while." She kissed Kiku lightly on the cheek. "You may go."
Kiku shrugged and walked out of his door, only to find Heracles waiting for him.
"H-hello Heracles-kun," Kiku said, bowing.
Heracles smiled at his friend. "Let's go."
Kiku walked alongside his friend as they made their way to school. No talking, just the sounds of cars rolling on the streets and the soft sound of their own breathing. The Japanese man tried to keep his eyes off the Greek...but he...he just couldn't. Every time he tried, his eyes always ended up staring at Heracles.
His tan skin, his teal eyes, his chiseled freatures, his full lips...it was like...he was a walking version of a Greek statue.
Heracles, unfortunately, caught Kiku staring. He came to a halt in his walk.
"What's the matter..?" He asked, tilting his head to the side like a cat.
"G-gomen...it was nothing..."
The Greek simply shrugged his shoulders and continued walking to school.
*•*•*
"Arthur-san..." Kiku murmured, looking at the English man from across the tabe.
Arthur looked up from his novel and muttered a 'hmm?'
"W-well, I kind of have an awkward question..."
Arthur furrowed his brows together. "Yes?"
Kiku bit his lip and continued talking. "How do you know when you're not exactly...straight?"
The Englishman's eyes widened. "You think you're-"
Kiku put a finger to his mouth and 'shh'ed him. He blushed. "Hai...I actually do think so..."
"Well..." Arthur started, "First of all, you have no interest in dating women. You mainly have fantasies about men. You have a crush on a guy. According to contorary belief, your voice gets higher, but that is not true in all cases."
Kiku nodded. "Thank you Arthur-san..."
"So who is it?" Arthur asked, raising a brow.
Kiku blushed. "I do not seem to know what you speak of..."
"Don't act so innocent." Arthur chimed playfully. "I can see it in your eyes. Who is it?"
The Japanese man looked to the ground. "H-Heracles-kun..."
"OOH!" Arthur clapped. "I knew it! But..." he frowned. "He dates a lot of girls, doesn't he?"
Kiku nodded, biting his lip. "I have no chance at all..."
"What are you saying? You two have been friends since elementary. He must have questioned his sexuality at least ONCE."
Kiku smiled at this amusing comment. "Again, thank you, Arthur-san..."
The Englishman nodded. "Any time."
•*•*•
Heracles walked down the hallway to the theatre room. He could feel girl's eyes burning holes in him as he walked by. He smiled at a few, fake, but it made them scream louder than their boyfriend could ever.
He cracked a smile at the thought.
The truth was, popularity was not all the fun stuff. At least, that's what Heracles thought. There are people always getting in your personal life and starting rumors. There are fights, too. Whenever Heracles dated someone new, his fangirls would always bully them until they gave up and broke it off with Heracles. At least knew who not to date and what not.
Recently, he's been keeping his new relationships under wraps. Nobody knew about them.
But, because of lack of contact, they'd always dump Heracles. Nothing was working. Heracles would die a lonely cat man.
Heracles was knocked out of dreamland when Francoice came running to him. "Let's walk to class together," she sang, smiling. Heracles smiled back warmly and girls around them glared at her with jealously.
The funny thing was, everyone knew Francoise wasn't straight.
Franny was actually dating a girl a grade lower. Her name was...what was it again? Oh! Her name was Belle. She'd transferred to the school from Belgium a couple of months ago. Her and Francoise had been inseparable ever since.
And that was why Heracles was okay with kissing Francoise in production for a play. She was his best friend other than Kiku, and she was a lesbian. Plus, she kissed really good. The perfect girl best friend.
"Heracles, the class room is right here." Elizabeta's voice knocked Heracles out of a daydream. She pointed a pointer-finger-stick at him. "You better not fall asleep again."
Heracles patted her head and entered the hectic classroom. Another long day, here we come.
