Month XX, Day X2, Year 2013

Hello, nice to see you again, Mr. Book Creature/Thing/Whatever.

How have I been? I've been better, thanks for asking. Oh and about Friday, sorry about the torn pages. Mr. Puffin gets really greedy when choosing his liter papers. I guess he's not the newspaper kind of bird. Feisty little creature isn't he? Anyways since I am back, I shall return to writing in you. What was my topic again? Oh right. Kaoru… Where oh where to begin… Excuse me as I choose a random idea to start my writing on while killing my brain cells in the process. Okay uh… He loves posing for cameras when I'm around. Yeah that's the first weird thing I noticed about him. If you judge me I WILL rip out more pages to give to my bird. But I'm not lying when I say that he has a weird fascination with getting his picture taken with me.

I've always thought it was beyond strange though. Photos, videos, etc. seem like such a waste…

"Hey!" Emil looked up as a female student, Elizabeta, yelled across the room and pounced on some unsuspecting prey. In this case it was non-other than the new kid. He was some foreign boy from some Asian country as far as Iceland knew and arrived a few days ago though today was his first day at school. Emil dropped his head back to his book. Unfortunately this new kid had absolutely no idea of all the rules of this school, Gakuen High School. First and Foremost:

1. Avoid Kiku and Elizabeta, because they WILL try to take an embarrassing picture of you. Even If it means stalking you. Into the bathroom.

Emil inwardly cringed. Yeah, he had to learn that the hard way, because, yes, somehow Elizabeta disguised herself as a dude and invaded the boy's bathroom. Just to take his picture. While he was on the toilet. And for him, it was a cold day in hell. Then again, there were WAY more rules then that, for example-

2. Do NOT, under ANY circumstance, let Arthur join the cooking team. Or be in range of a kitchen. Because the whole school will, without a doubt, EX-freaking-PLODE.

Once again, Emil had learned this rule the hard way and ended up having his face go from pale to ash black and his hair turn into charcoal on his first day. Anyways, he had been the most recent new kid so this would be his first time watching someone else fail all the rules. He could almost pity the transfer student. Almost. He glanced up as Elizabeta nonchalantly chatted about something while secretly inching her hand closer to her pocket to whip out her camera. At first, Emil simply watched her hand get closer and closer to her pocket while her leg slowly slid closer to the new kids shoes. It suddenly hit Emil. She was going to trip him then take the picture. Knowing Elizabeta, this was normal. Whether to show affection or hatred, she was always tripping people. Truth be told, it actually hurt like hell. Considering that they were in a class room and the floor was tiled, this would be exceptionally true. Emil watched and analyzed deeply. The pair were right in front of Emil's desk so he could hear bits of Eliza's splattering of words at the transfer who simply stared back at her. Since he was now fully paying attention, Emil looked over the other teen. He was near Emil's age, had somewhat blank emotionless eyes that were a calm chocolate milk color, and black hair that looked extremely soft to the touch. It's not like Emil was checking him out or anything, he was just… um… conceptualizing? Yeah, he decided to call it that. Anyways, he kept his eyes trained on Eliza's hand and counting downward in his head for the time of striking.

3…

"And then I was like 'No you didn't, bitch!' and she was all like 'Oh yes, I did'!" Eliza continued blabbering nonsense to distract him while her fingers grazed the edge of her personalized camera.

2…

Elizabeta stopped talking as a smirk danced on her lips. She completely wrapped her fingers around the little device and yanked her hand out of her pocket.

1…

Eliza swept her leg towards his to trip him but at the last second, he jumped. In fact he jumped so high that he landed on to Emil's desk on his knee. Emil sat in shock for a couple seconds. Eliza, surprised and mildly annoyed, didn't let that stop her as she launched her hand up to her face. Once her hand was steady enough she clicked the button. Just before the clicking sound rang through his ears, he felt his hair being yanked forwards and a small portion of warmth against the side of his face. A small click filled the room and he was temporarily blinded. The second it was all over he was lightly pushed back into his seat. Reflexively, he brought his own hand up to touch his face where he'd felt the contact. Elizabeta studied the picture she'd collected. By now everyone's eyes were focused on the scene happening in the front of the class room. When he was finally able to see what the device had captured, he also just stared. In the picture, teens stared straight into the camera, the other boy was slightly smiling, Emil not so much, but for the most part it wasn't bad. Their faces were slightly touching but not much. His arm was draped around Emil's shoulders so naturally so that all in all, it would have looked like they were actually friends had Emil not had such a surprised look on his face and not turned dark red at the last second. He couldn't help but stare at the other boy's smile. When he first came to school and up until now, he hadn't showed much emotion if any at all and for some reason his smile brightened up the photo in a way. When Emil looked up from the photo he flinched at Elizabeta's glare towards him. She then went on about how he ruined her streak of 50 'good' pictures in a row, but Emil tuned out and rested his hand against his cheek still curious about the feeling. The teacher walked in not long after so they had to take their seats. All throughout class he kept feeling little tremors when he touched the side of his face. At the end of class, for some reason he felt the need to walked straight up to the boy that caused his weird discovery. Before he could ask himself why, he found himself stuttering in said boy's glaze.

"H-h-hey." He said though his voice went up at the end making it sound more like a question.

"'Sup?" The other teen said while casually sitting up on his desk.

"Not much…" There was a moment of silence before the other boy spoke up.

"Emil, right? Hey, I'm Kaoru." He introduced before flicking his hair from his eyes.

"Hey." Emil responded, not sure how to continue the conversation.

"About this morning-" Kaoru began before leaning his face in closer that necessary. He smirked as Emil drew back a tiny bit "-thanks for lending me the looks." He finished before ruffling his hair and leaving the class room. It eventually became an everyday thing. Every time someone wanted to take Kaoru's picture, he always had to have Emil in it with him. He also always made some weird hand sign. At first this happened twice but soon it grew and became something throughout the rest of their school years together.

…Damn, camera ninja. Well, I must run now. Literally. Matthias is visiting and I should probably go jump out my bedroom window by now. Until next time, Mr. Book Thingy.

~Emil

This was more fun than I thought~

Anyways here's the next chapter read or whatever. Yeah, long and crappy, I know. Wow, sounds like the definition of my life... Just kidding.

Disclaimer: Never, nope, nota, not gonna happen, absoluetly not. I won't ever own anything.