Disclaimer: Not mine.

Warning: This is yaoi.


The next day, in class, Kazu's ignoring him.

"Hey, man, it's not like that—"

Kazu glares at him. Koji tries to ignore the way his pulse tries to escape out his mouth.

"Seriously, Kazu, it's not—"

"Yeah?" says Kazu. Belligerently, provokingly. "Then what is it?"

Toga looks up from his JUMP!.

Koji opens his mouth to tell them and can't say a thing.

There's a long few minutes where they just look at him, waiting. Koji tries to get it out, to just tell them, Me and Sena, we're—

It's like his tongue is a rock in his mouth.

Just then, the door bangs open and Shorty rushes in, as the bell's ringing. He looks slightly out of breath, his tie a loose knot, and he stops and blushes at the sight of Kazu looking at him.

"Oh, Jyuumonji," says Shorty, and tries not to look nervous. "Toganou."

And then he sees Koji.

Apparently, he can't hide the smile that comes to his face. A smile that does nothing but help the flush in his cheeks, the shine of his eyes and the breathlessness of running to class. His hair's windblown and he looks like he should be gazing up out of the pages of a shoujo manga somewhere.

"Kuroki-kun," he says, a little more softly.

OK, so Koji knows Shorty doesn't mean to be like this. It's just the way he comes off, you know, like how Kazu's actually this total egghead but is always coming off as some hardcore delinquent, or how Toga's actually kind of an otaku but comes off as—well, an otaku. Bad example. But the thing about Kazu is completely true, and the point is—

Shorty smiles again and goes to his seat.

Koji swallows hard. He risks a look at Kazu.

Who isn't looking at him. He's staring straight ahead, at the blackboard, and he doesn't look angry. No, angry is furrowed brow, clenched jaw, flinty eyes in a stabbing glare, the muscles bunching in his neck. This is an expressionless face, the scar white against his skin, a look of utter boredom like nothing can touch him.

This is much, much worse than angry.

This is hurt.

Koji's stomach falls out through his feet.

"Man," whispers Toga as the teacher comes in and everyone but Kazu stands, "this is kind of fucked up, Koji."