SECOND CHAPTER, WHORES, SECOND CHAPTER.

The title of the chapter has nothing to do with anything, so we can ignore it for the sake of ignoring it. =D I just like my fans to be able to keep track of which chapter they last read. Yay!

So here's chapter two!


"I'm serious, give me my bag, lamer!" Seifer demanded, reaching up towards his book bag, which currently a tall redhead held out of the blond's reach.

"Jump for it, short shit." the taller student taunted, lowering the bag, then lifting it out of reach again when Seifer grabbed for it.

"Axel, I swear, if you don't give me my damn bag - "

"What? What'll happen, short shit? You'll tell a teacher on me? Boo-hoo!" with one hand, the student named Axel hurled the bag as easily as he would a baseball down the hallway, and a couple of freshmen had to duck so as to avoid being decapitated by the projectile schoolwork receptacle. The muffled sound of porcelain smashing within its cloth confines reverberated throughout the hallway as the bag finally crash landed several yards down the hall, right on the tile floor. Seifer's face turned red with anger. Axel had smashed a very expensive, very breakable family heirloom that Seifer had brought to school for a History project. Even so delicately wrapped in tissue paper and a large woolen scarf, the tile floor was hard and Axel's forceful throw had only further sealed the heirloom's fate, and the rare and expensive vase was never to be passed down to Seifer's children, or his children's children, and so on.

Livid, the blond leaped at Axel, knocking him to the floor. He began to throw punches, managing to crack the redhead across the jaw and land a blow to his chest. Axel immediately struck back, elbowing Seifer in the abdomen to get him off. He had the other boy winded for just enough time to get back to his feet before he was once again forced into defense mode. The fight continued; the boys pushed, shoved, punched, smacked, kicked, and in general just fought each other tooth and nail down the hallway as the ruckus became a traveling match. A crowd of students followed them, cheering. Although most were actually enjoying the scene, some were ready to jump in if things got bad.

Well...worse.

The fight stopped for a minute at the bathrooms, the two boys out of breath, yet ever at the ready to rip each other's throats out. Everything went silent for a minute while the boys fixed each other with murderous glares, save for the couple in the corner between the drinking fountains and the men's room door - a blond Junior whose name Axel didn't know and Riku, a well-known senior – looking like they were trying to eat each other's faces off. Noticing Axel's momentary distraction , Seifer lunged at him, starting up the fight once more. The fight went on for a few more minutes before Axel had to push Seifer away once more so that he could catch his breath again. Seifer stepped back, then took two powerful steps forward and rammed his shoulders into Axel's sternum. Having an incredibly thin body, Axel was actually quite heavy, but apparently not too heavy for Seifer. This was proven as the blond knocked Axel backwards, and the redhead tensed up, bracing himself for the impending impact with the metal lockers.

He heard the crash of a body against the lockers, but the body wasn't his. Instead of hitting the lockers, he had hit something softer and smaller than himself. He didn't have time to dwell on it, however, as Seifer rammed into him again. Whomever Axel had hit before - at a glance, apparently smaller student - dodged this time, but just when Axel stole another glance behind himself, the kid tripped over his own feet and fell anyway. Axel rolled his eyes – clumsy idiot. He turned, glaring at Seifer.

"Come on, short shit! You're turning me into a projectile weapon, here." he growled. "This fight is ours, and no one else's!" he feigned a lurch toward the blond, who flinched. Sure, Axel was a jerk, who had just broken a classmate's precious family heirloom - although in the redhead's perspective, Seifer had it coming - but his beef was with Seifer, not with the kid, and he wasn't going to let Seifer just keep going when now there was obviously someone in danger.

Axel, though he was a jerk, was still a fair guy. He mostly just picked on kids who picked on other kids, like Seifer, who picked on anyone lacking in height or muscles, or both. The kid that Axel had been shoved into was just so tiny – he looked so helpless. Axel was angry that Seifer would keep attacking him, even though it put an innocent bystander who hadn't even seen them coming – though why he hadn't heard them coming and moved out of the way was beyond him – in danger.

"If you didn't constantly start shit, then it wouldn't have happened!" Seifer countered fiercely. Axel shoved him.

"Get out of here," he ordered, "before I grab the nearest object and shove it up your ass!"

Seifer flinched - this time only slightly - when Axel made threatening advances and gestures.

"I said leave!" Axel ordered.

Seifer opened his mouth to speak, but seemed to decide against it when he just closed his mouth and walked away - probably to fetch his bag and leave. Axel warily watched him go before turning to the fallen student, kneeling beside him to make sure he was alright. He inspected the boy for injuries, pressing down on places, and waiting for the boy to tell him whether anything hurt. The younger male said nothing, but he did look drowsy, and Axel wondered if he had hit his head too hard.

"Hey, are you alright?" he asked. No answer. "Hey - hey, are you alright? Did I hurt you?" he tried again, waving his hand in the boy's face to get his attention. All the brunet did was shake his head. "Kid, you need to say something."

"Can't...I can't..." the brunet mumbled. He didn't, who by not seem to be listening.

"Can't what?" the redhead asked, but was distracted from any possible answer by a commotion stirring up from the crowd of students.

"Get the hell out of my way!" a voice bellowed as someone crashed angrily through the crowd of students with the fury of a stampeding herd of elephants. As he shoved two kids at the front of the crowd out of the way, Axel recognized him as the blond who had been making out with Riku at the bathrooms. He knelt down next to the redhead, who noted their almost identical features - this boy was probably the kid's brother. His twin, most likely. The blond took the boy from Axel, fixing him with a murderous glare before directing his attention to the brunet. Axel watched him, not appreciating the harsh treatment at all; especially after taking responsibility and stopping a fistfight to prevent further damage to the boy. Granted, the fistfight had been Axel's fault, but any injury the kid may have sustained was all on Seifer's shoulders.

"I'm sorry," he began, "I got pushed into him."

"Get the hell out of here! I'll snap your neck like a chicken!" the blonde threatened sharply, and Axel held up his hands in defense as he stood.

"Jeez, calm the fuck down." he said irately, standing. Fuck it - if this kid as going to be a jerk, Axel would help no further. As he retreated, he heard the blond shouting at the crowd of students, who for some reason were still just standing around as if they were expecting the brunet to die suddenly, or another fight to break out.

"Well? Get the hell out of here!" he shouted, and the hallway erupted with murmurs as the crowd finally dispersed.


SOOOOO. I finished his in health class...YAY USELESS CLASSES WOOOOOOO. Chapter three...upppp. -rollroll-