Chapter 2
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Sherlock and John had started to hold hands a lot now, since their conversation at dinner with their family. They found that they both liked it a lot.
While Sherlock and John were sat eating dinner together their hands would entwine between them and they'd sometimes make patterns on each other's hands.
It had been three days since they had been boyfriends and it was a Monday morning and they were both walking hand in hand to school with their daddies, Mycroft and Harry. They had grown so used to happily walking around holding onto each other contently that they strolled into the playground and all the way into class.
The class put their coats on the pegs and sat on the carpet for the morning register.
Sherlock and John never failed to sit in the corner at the back, a bit squashed by the other children, but content to be next to their best friend, and now boyfriend.
Sherlock reached out and John grabbed his hand and they lay it between them.
As children at the age of five do, Sherlock and John shuffled around on the uncomfortable ground until they found a comfy way to sit. They both sat cross-legged with their knees touching and their hands resting between them and on their knees.
"Sherlock Holmes." Mrs Smith called out, looking up as she got to his name on the register.
"Good morning, Mrs Smith." Sherlock said.
"Now there's no need to hold John's hand in class, dear." Mrs Smith said. She had no problem with it, children were children, but she often said this to the girls, finding when people held onto each other it could cause others not to be able to walk carefully through them to get out of the bundle of children.
"But I want to hold John's hand." Sherlock frowned.
"Yes, but not in class." Mrs Smith said firmly.
"But it isn't in the rule book." John commented.
"Will you two stop misbehaving? I am your teacher and you will do as I say." Mrs Smith raised her voice.
"John and me are boyfriends now, that makes it extra important that we hold hands." Sherlock said seriously.
The class started to whisper, but Mrs Smith soon calmed them down.
"Look, boys, just let go and stop being silly." Mrs Smith instructed.
"I don't like you very much." Sherlock said.
"Well, I'd like you to go to the headmaster's office, Sherlock. It isn't nice to say things like that." Mrs Smith said.
"It's the truth!" Sherlock said and stood up, letting go of John's hand.
But John stood anyway as Sherlock went out of the classroom.
"I don't think you're very nice, Mrs Smith." John began to walk out of the classroom.
"John Watson, you come back in here now. Class is important! I will not have you both at the headmaster's door." Mrs Smith began to stand.
"Sherlock is more important to me." John said and ran out of the classroom, quickly catching up with Sherlock and grabbing hold of his familiar hand.
"You shouldn't do this for me." Sherlock said.
"It's for you. That's why I'm here." John explained.
"Thank you." Sherlock smiled and gave John's hand a small squeeze.
They arrived at the head master's office and explained what happened.
The headmaster was a rather stern and very old fashioned man, so he saw what he thought was a 'problem' and tried to deal with it firsthand. Sherlock and John sat on the sofa in his office, giggling and chatting away while Mr Granger called their parents, inviting them in for 'a little chat'.
Luckily all four adults had been off work that day and within ten minutes they walked into the head masters office too.
"Mummy! Daddy!" John shouted and he and Sherlock ran across the room to accept hugs from all four of the adults.
The four took a seat on the sofa, Sherlock and John sitting on their mummies who sat next to each other.
"So, I have called you in today because Sherlock and John have caused a bit of a disruption in class." Mr Granger explained.
"What did they do?" Ron asked.
"Well, Sherlock and John were holding hands and were asked to stop by their teacher. They both refused and Sherlock said that he disliked Mrs Smith. Mrs Smith sent him straight to me, but John also stood up and said she wasn't nice and ran after Sherlock. I won't stand for this rudeness to teachers and silly hand holding." Mr Granger said.
"Mr Granger, I completely agree that the boys shouldn't have been rude to an adult, however, what is this about 'silly' hand holding?" Alan asked.
"So you are unaware that they have been holding hands?" Mr Granger asked.
"No, we are certainly aware. And we have no problem with it. Sherlock and John have always been very close, and are growing closer. They've shared baths and cots and food and drinks. And now they're holding hands. That's fine. I was wondering why you called it 'silly'." Alan elaborated.
The Holmes and Watson mothers did not look happy.
"Well, I call it silly because it is. It's unnecessary. What friends hold hands that aren't girls?" Mr Granger asked.
"We aren't just friends. We're best friends and boyfriends." Sherlock proclaimed while John nodded and said "We don't have to be girls either."
"Now this is just preposterous. Mr and Mrs Holmes and Watson, are you really condoning this behaviour of your sons? I mean boyfriends? That's not right!" Mr Granger frowned.
"Yes. Yes we are. They can be whoever they want to be, as long as they are happy and healthy and safe, that is all that matters to us. And for your information, there is nothing wrong with friends of any gender holding hands. Don't be so stereotypical. Now, Mr Granger, we shall take our leave. And I would like to also take Harry out of her class now too and we will consider our options. But I won't have my children in a school run by a man who doesn't believe that the children can be who they wish to be. I want my children to have dreams. And theses two being boyfriends is absolutely splendid." Julie said, standing and carrying John on her hip. Alan stood too.
"Now let's be rational here." Mr Granger said.
"No, I think they are being perfectly rational. And we would like to take Mycroft from class too. We will get back to you with what option we have taken shortly." Kathy said and stood up, also sitting Sherlock on her hip.
The four marched out and quickly collected Harry and Mycroft from their classroom.
On their way home the parents were fuming silently.
"Mummy, I want to go down now." Sherlock said.
Kathy let her son walk on his own and John managed to get his mum out of her thoughts to let him down too.
The five year olds linked hands and happily started chattering away.
"Dad, why are we going home?" Harry asked, holding her dad's hand and tugging for an answer.
"Because Mr Granger wasn't being very nice about Sherlock and John being boyfriends." Alan explained.
"That's wrong." Mycroft said.
"Yes, it is." Ron ruffled Mycroft's hair and they all decided to go to the Watson's house.
Both houses were the same sizes, detached and comfortably big with good sized gardens that the children spent hours playing in.
The kids ran outside. Mycroft and Harry immediately restarting their game of who can swing higher on the swings and Sherlock and John climbed up the climbing frame and ran around, climbing and sliding and swinging happily. They were all laughing with joy. And a little bit of triumph shone through that the headmaster was in trouble and not them. According to Sherlock and John there was no higher authority than their mums and dads.
The adults were all in the kitchen, sipping at their fresh mugs of tea or coffee.
"I don't want to have to remove them from that school. I mean, it is a good school. But with a man like that in charge, I just don't feel comfortable leaving them there. They'll start believing that they can't have dreams." Kathy said.
"I know. Well, there is another school not too far from here. I think it is a five minute drive instead of a little walk. We would have chosen it, but it was slightly further away." Ron commented.
"It is a good school. They get the results." Alan nodded.
"What's more important at their age is that they're not put down and told they aren't allowed to do that because some people think it's wrong." Julie said passionately.
"I know. And I actually know the deputy head mistress who works there. She's my work colleague's wife. I could have a chat with her." Ron suggested.
"That would be a good idea." Julie smiled.
The next day the adults went to school with their four children with them.
Sherlock and John were both sleeping as they had been running around all morning. Alan was quite strong and as Ron was looking after Mycroft, Harry was holding onto Julie and Kathy had pulled a muscle in her arm from gardening the day before he had Sherlock and John both on either side of him.
They were both still small and light, so it wasn't hard work for him to carry them into the school, the boys' heads flopping on each of his shoulder.
They shortly told the headmaster that they were taking all four children out of the school and moving to the one a couple of miles away. And they also added that they would be reporting the incident to the governors so that action could be taken to ensure that other children wouldn't be told 'no' to being in love.