School for the Gifted

Summary: Tezuka Kunimitsu's life changed when he destroyed his school's public bathroom. A young man with deep blue eyes saves him from his own destruction. He wakes up in a school who teaches him his strengths and figure out his weaknesses. X-Menny kinda feel, YAOI, PoT with POWERS!

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A/N: Thanks sooo much for the love again :D I hope you like the new chapter!

Chapter 3

"Regulator"

"I want a book report on Taketori Monogatari and why you think it should or shouldn't be classified as sci-fi. I only need a maximum of 5 pages, Class dismissed."

As the school bell signaled the end of classes, Fuji Syusuke gathered up his things like the rest of the class did. He was taking Japanese Literature in Mrs. Yaketori's class. Most of the students would agree that although the 43 year old Japanese Literature Professor was kind of old, she still had a fun way of teaching the subject that could be relatable to young students like them. To think, kids used to be scared of hair because of what she hides under her bonnet.

Fuji packed his notes in his black tote bag, he turned behind him to check his friend, "Eiji?"

He looked around for any signs of his hyper active redhead friend but found none. Fuji felt a hand on his right shoulder to see Mrs. Yaketori connected to it, her other hand holding the chalkboard eraser, "It's okay Mr. Fuji, I got this."

She approached the empty seat behind Fuji's and dropped the eraser in mid-air revealing a red haired teen who woke up getting hit on the head. "WHA! Nya! What the what!?"

"Really Mr. Kikumaru? Invisibility in class?" the Japanese Literature professor had her hands around her waist, "Well that's classic, 20 page book report of Taketori Monogatari for you."

"EHHH!? But you said 5 pages maximum a while ago!" Kikumaru whined.

"Oh so you were listening," Mrs Yaketori smirked, "then that wouldn't be a problem now, would it? Now get out of my class."

Fuji was fighting back a laugh as he watched how cute his best friend was looking dejected. "Come on, Eiji, will miss lunch." He said trying to pull Kikumaru along with him.

"Ahh! I can't believe that Yaketori! She gave me 20 pages, no fair!" Kikumaru whined as Fuji was setting his books on his locker.

"Well, you did turn invisible in the middle of her class." Fuji reasoned with a soft smile. Kikumaru glomped on him, rubbing his face on the other's shoulder, "Buuuuuut! It was soooo boring and I was too sleepy!"

"Thinking about Oishi late at night again?" Fuji looked down at his whining best friend with a knowing smirk. Immediately, Kikumaru's face turned as red as his face, "I-I-I-I WASN'T! Mou Fujikoooo!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just teasing." Fuji smiled as he closed his locker and hooked an arm around Eiji's. "Come on, I'll treat you to strawberry cake."

"And you have to give the strawberry on your cake, too." Kikumaru pouted.

"Yes, yes, you can have all the strawberries." Fuji cooed.

"YIPEE!"

Their conversation was suddenly disturbed with the sound of steel collapsing. They turned to see where the ruckus was coming from to see Momoshiro Takeshi holding a detached and crumpled steel locker door in his hand like it was a piece of paper.

"Not again!" Momoshiro exhasperated waving the detached door around.

Kikumaru was laughing his guts off and pointing at Momoshiro, "HAHAHAHA You broke your door again!"

"It's okay, Momo." Fuji tried to symphatize.

"Yeah, I got this." From behind Momoshiro, a big brown-haired young man came up to him and asked for the door. He took his index finger out then fire blasted from it. He welded the broken locker door back to its hinge. "There you go."

"AH! THANKS AGAIN TAKA-SAN!" Momoshiro sighed in relief, "You're a life saver!"

"Just be careful next time, okay Momo?" Kawamura replied with a smile.

"Muscle head." Another young man with black hair and a green bandana muttered under his breath.

"WHAT YA SAY MAMUSHI!?" Momoshiro immediately grabbed the other by the collar with a menacing look. Kaidoh Kaoru, the guy with the bandana, gave the spiky black-haired teen a good head-butt "I SAID YOU'RE A STUPID MUSCLE HEAD! BAKA NO PEACHY!"

"Kaido, you're scales are showing." Fuji pointed out.

Kaido immediately released his hold on Momoshiro and covered his neck that was now turning into brown scaly skin.

"HAH! Look who's a big mouth about not being able to control their powers, dork." Momoshiro scoffed.

Kaidoh's eyes turned into slits "SHUT UP."

"Okay, okay calm down you two!" Taka-san tried to get in between them. The two of them would always fight like this whenever one made a comment about the other. Even though they entered this school at the same time and probably knew each other the longest, they never gotten on each other's good side.

Fuji felt his phone beep in his pocket. He fished it out to see a message from Oishi Syuichiro. "Who is it from?" Kikumaru asked sneaking a peek at Fuji's phone.

"It's Oishi." Fuji answered. "It's the new guy, he's awake."

Tezuka was a bit lightheaded. Oishi gave him a chair after they transported from his infirmary room to the laboratory. It kind of felt like getting off a really really loopy rollercoaster ride. No one told him he was going to get whiplash.

"Here." Oishi handed him a glass of water, "I'm sorry. I forgot to tell you. It gets better when you get a little used to it. First times are always the tough ones."

"So…" Tezuka started as he accepted the offered glass, "You can…"

"Teleport. Yes, yes I can." Inui Sadaharu answered his focus directed on the set of monitors in front of him with Oishi and Tezuka behind.

"He can teleport within a 65 km radius." Oishi added.

"70, actually, as of yesterday, 7:42pm." Inui corrected. The other raven-haired boy turned to him in surprise, "Really!? That's amazing Inui! You've worked really hard."

"Congratulations." Tezuka muttered.

Inui turned his swivel chair to face them, "Thank you. If you two wouldn't mind coming closer."

Oishi and Tezuka did as they were told and neared Inui. There was a huge computer screen in front of them. Almost 4 feet tall and 6 feet wide. A bunch of graphs and calculations that weren't all too familiar to the tousled haired brunette was displayed.

"This is a spectral graph of your genetic ancestry. Doctors usually use this to discover the lineage of complicated diseases." Inui explained, "In our case, we use this to figure the origin of a molecular disturbance in your genes that may have caused you to become… mutated."

"If I understand correctly…" Tezuka rubbed his hands as he thought, "you think I'm a mutant."

"It's more relatable to the common tongue." Oishi answered, "But we are the sub-species of a human race that has been affected by genetic mutation."

"Mutation often occurs when there's damage done to our DNA, altered in any way that cannot be repaired… ever." Inui added.

"So you're saying I can't be fixed." Tezuka stared at them. "That I can never be normal."

"There's nothing to fix." Oishi looked at him with a serious face, "because there's nothing wrong with you. You just need to understand how your abilities work and how to control them."

"You see, Tezuka-kun." Inui stood up and faced him, "You have a very complex ability. Your mutation allows you to absorb minerals from species who bare them. It gets seeped in by your fingertips."

"That's why metal corrodes whenever I touch it." Tezuka looked like he was slowly getting it. Then he furrowed his brows "But what about the purple beams?"

"Ah! That's what makes it complex." Inui raised his right palm. Pointing his left index fingers to his fingertips. "You see, as your fingertips absorb the minerals, your body processes it until it becomes a destructive force that comes out of your palms."

Tezuka finally understood, but he didn't look the least bit happy about the information. "I appreciate the info but this won't stop me from destroying things."

"You need to learn how to properly use it, like we all did as we entered this school." Inui explained. "But your abilities does not easily stop itself from happening. So I made you these." He turned to the table beside then and took the glass case where a pair of red charms were placed. They were circular and flat, a gold ring decorated around it.

"This is a Regulator. I made it out of material I'm sure did not contain any minerals so your body wouldn't absorb it." Inui took out the two objects. He placed them on each of Tezuka's palms, careful not to touch the fingertips. "Now press it with your middle finger."

Tezuka did as he was told and pressed the red part of the circle. It suddenly expanded around Tezuka's hand into a sleek metal-looking glove. The red on the center of his palm went out and glowed a shade of purple. Purple linings around the glove glowed.

"That Regulator will allow you to control your powers as you will it. The gear is connected to nerves directed to your brain so whenever you command it, you'd be able to use it." Inui explained. "Your power requires you to charge up whenever you need to, say open and the base of your fingertips will be revealed, allowing it to absorb minerals."

Tezuka said open and the Regulator revealed his fingertips. Inui smiled at the success of his invention, "Now when you need to blast it, just say fire."

"Fire." Tezuka immediately regret saying that. A beam of purple light blasted through the lab leaving a big hole on its wall. "Sorry."

"At least we know it works." Oishi stared at the huge hole on the wall. A few students that were along the corridor peeked inside.

"Good thing it's voice recognition."

"They're recruiting."

His violet eyes glowed, he stood up from his soft feathered bed to face the two other men escorting him in his chambers. One of them had a short red bob and a scowl in his face, they were playing poker on a large black velvet sofa in front of the huge canopy bed.

"HA! I win Mukahi!" the other cheered, showing him his winning hand, he had a cap he wore backwards and a band aid above his eyebrow.

"What did you see now, Jirou?" the man with the short bob turned his face at him, visibly pissed at losing.

"They recruited a new one." Akutagawa Jirou answered with a yawn, stretching like a cat in his bed.

"You mean Seigaku?" the man with the cap, Shishido Ryou, asked.

Mukahi Gakuto scoffed, and gathered the cards to shuffle it, "So what, they always recruit a bunch of wimps all the time."

"Yeah, remember that guy who could change into a bubble?" Shishido smirked, "Gekidasa daze."

"This one is different."

Mukahi and Shishido sharply turned their heads to Jirou who was smirking at them playfully, "This one could be even stronger than Atobe."

TBC

A/N: Don't you just love it when Hyoutei's always a villain HAHAHAHAHAHA Kill me now -dubsteph