OvO How do people do it. Write two stories at a time. Aghhhhh. Well, I tried. Hopefully you guys enjoy this :D ehehe.


Class seemed to go on forever. The kids were working on their projects while Haruka was stuck at his massive desk, or more like desks, grading art on different scales and requirements. He sighed as he typed in more grades into his computer. He decided to take a break, seeing so many swirls and abstract art was starting to give him a headache. He laid his head down , and that's when he started hearing some of his female students talking together.

"Hey, did you guys hear about the new literature teacher?" one whispered. Makoto. They were talking about Makoto. How did they even hear about him so quickly?

"Yeah," another answered, "one of the girls in his class posted a pic of him on our class page. He's so dreamy!" she squealed. Was that legal? Haruka perked his head up. Of course Makoto was dreamy. He was perfect, to the point that words could hardly portray the way he looked.

"I know," added another girl, "he even seems gentle and caring! Like a prince!" Haruka knew all this already.

"Yeah, but at least we have our own set of eye candies," whispered the first girl, "Like Matsuoka-sensei," HA! "and Nanase-sensei." This didn't come to a surprise to Haruka, he'd often been complimented on his apparent beauty. It'd even come to a point where students were confessing to him, which he definitely rejected all of them. He wondered if it would be the same for Makoto. What if he already had a girlfriend? Or if he was married? But maybe he wasn't. He sighed and raised his head up to get back to work.

After hours of class switching and grading, lunch finally came. Every one of his classes had a group of girls that would talk about Makoto, so he couldn't help but be thinking about him the whole time. Haruka gathered his lunch box he had prepared and began to make his way to the teachers' lounge. He greeted a few students that called him out to say hello, and finally arrived at the lounge. There were tables with teachers in their own circles as if they were students in a cafeteria, and Haruka made his way to the usual table him and his friends sat at. He was the first one to arrive, so he waited a bit as he sat, listening to a nearby table of female staff talk about trying to invite Makoto over once he came. Had Sousuke gotten to Makoto? What if he didn't want to sit with them? Haruka snapped away from his thoughts once he heard Nagisa's cheery voice.

"Haru-chan! What did you bring today?" the blonde plopped down in front of him, while Rin sat beside him.

"Mackerel and rice," Haruka answered.

"Boring," teased Rin, sliding out his own lunch.

"Oh? And you Rin-chan?" asked Nagisa.

"Mm, rice, squid tempura, and spicy pork," said Rin.

"Always something spicy, huh," Sousuke said as he hovered over Rin, promptly taking a seat next to him.

"Of course! Hey, where's Makoto?" questioned Rin, looking around as Aiichiro and Rei came over to take their seats next to Nagisa.

"On his way," Sousuke answered, on which Rin gave him a dirty look. "What? I needed to wait for him?" Rin clicked his tongue and gave Sousuke a shove.

"Duh, who knows who might have invited him to their own table," grumbled Rin.

"Oh! There's Mako-chan!" pointed Nagisa. Indeed, the latter was at the door, seeming to be looking for someone until he spotted their group. He was making his way to the table until a table full of female staff called him out.

"Why don't you sit with us Tachibana-san?" Haruka frowned a bit.

"Sorry," Makoto bowed his head, "I already have somewhere to be. Maybe some other time." The women were visibly disappointed but went back to whatever they had been talking about. Makoto continued his way to the group's table and greeted them, "Hey you guys!"

"Hi Mako-chan! You can sit next to Haru-chan," Nagisa pointed.

"Ah, I will, I just have to go buy some lunch first," replied the latter.

"You didn't bring your own lunch?" Sousuke asked.

"Well, I'm not exactly good in the kitchen..." Makoto laughed a bit and rubbed the back of his head, "I'll just head to the cafeteria and buy something."

"Haru can take you," said Rin, "he needed to buy some more stuff since his lunch is too plain."

"I did?" questioned Haruka, on which he then received and elbow to the rib by Rin. He grunted a bit, but then he got what Rin was trying to do, "Oh, yeah. I did."

"Then let's go, Haru," proposed Makoto. Haruka got up from his seat and followed Makoto out. He turned back to his friends, who simply held out thumbs up to him and mouthed 'good luck'. He gulped nervously and turned back to Makoto. It seemed like he knew the way to the cafeteria, so his guidance wouldn't be needed here. Maybe he should start a conversation? But how? He normally was the one who was talked to. How did Nagisa do it? Would Makoto even want to talk? Did he just want a quiet walk to the cafeteria?

"So, Haru," Makoto began, thank god, "why did Rin say your lunch is too plain?"

"Because he's stupid. He thinks everything should have spice," responded Haruka in a serious manner, which made Makoto chuckle.

"So what was your lunch?"

"Mackerel and rice."

"You like mackerel?"

"I love it." Haruka's eyes seemed to sparkle, well in Makoto's opinion, when he answered. Haruka grinned at himself. It was so easy to talk to Makoto. As long as he didn't stare at him for a long time, he'd be fine. His mistake at the beginning must have been that his eyes traced over him for too long, so he'd just take a few glances at him while they spoke.

"Makoto," started Haruka.

"Yes?"

"You're not good in the kitchen?"

Makoto laughed and blushed a bit in embarrassment, "Yeah... I can't cook at all really. I've always depended on my mother for food, but now that I live on my own, I just buy instant food or fast food."

"That can't be healthy."

"It isn't, but it's the only way I can get food."

"Don't..." Haruka hesitated to ask his next question, "Don't you have a girlfriend to cook for you?"

"No," Makoto answered, "I'm single."

"Oh," is all Haruka could let out.

"Yeah..."

Finally, they arrived at the cafeteria. There were audible gasps of several young girls, gawking the men as they made their way to the serving line. Makoto focused on the menu to see what he would order, while Haruka listened to the girls murmur about them; either about Makoto looking hot, or Haruka looking mysteriously charming. Typical. Makoto didn't seem to mind, possibly ignoring the whispering, so Haruka decided to do the same. Knowing he'd have to get something as well, Haruka inspected the board which said what was being sold today. Mostly different types of subs or bread and other things Haruka could have made and brought himself. He settled for yakisoba and waited for it to be their turn in line.

"Next!" hollered the lunch lady, whom by her worn out expression, didn't seem to be in the best mood. Makoto and Haruka stepped up, which surprisingly, made the lady's face lighten up and blossom with a hue of pink on her cheeks. "What can I get you boys?" she sweetly asked.

"Hm, I'll have the bread bun meal with curry," said Makoto, then he looked over at Haruka, "and you?"

"Just yakisoba," Haruka answered.

"Right away boys!" chirped the lunch lady. Swiftly, she provided Makoto with a disposable tray containing his meal and handed Haruka a white take-out box with his food. Right when both were about to pull out their wallets to pay, the lady stopped them, "It's on the house!"

"Thank you very much!" Makoto smiled brightly, while Haruka wasn't sure what to do and gave the lady a formal bow.

"Thank you for the meal," said Haruka in a monotonous voice, which the lady didn't seem to mind. Then, both made their way back to the lounge.

"Makoto," began Haruka, having an idea in mind, but not being so sure if Makoto would go for it.

"Yes?"

"Why don't I cook for you?" he offered.

Makoto suddenly stopped walking and turned to face the shorter ladder, "I wouldn't like to burden you like that, Haru."

"I wouldn't mind," Haruka insisted, "cooking is easy for me. Besides, I don't like the idea of you not having a decent meal every day."

Hearing such a thing made Makoto smile, "You'd really do that for me?" Haruka nodded. "Alright, I'll be in your care then. Thanks, Haru."

"Mhm..." both of the men began to walk again, "you could tell me if there's anything you'd like me to make..."

Makoto pondered for a bit before he came to a realization and exclaimed, "Oh! I could text you!"

"Ah, sure."

At that, Makoto balanced his tray on one hand and slipped out his phone from his pocket, and Haruka pulled out his as well. He hardly ever did text, but it seemed like he'd have to grow fond of his phone soon enough. They exchanged numbers and promptly made their way back to the lounge where everyone was waiting. Haruka had done it. He'd gotten Makoto's number. Once they'd gotten to their table, Rin and Nagisa gave Haruka a look as if asking how it went, to which Haruka gave a confident nod affirming everything was going well. Nothing bad would happen.

"Ooh, look what we have here," mused a voice, which, for some reason, irritated the hell out of Haruka. Everyone looked over to see the man with wavy bubble gum pink hair looming over their table to look at Makoto.

"So you finally came to school, Kisumi," jeered Rin.

"Perfection needs sleep," Kisumi retorted, "but I would've gotten here earlier if I knew the new teacher would be so... delectable."

Yeah, Haruka didn't like him. He didn't even care what his profession was or anything, he never even saw this person before, but Haruka knew he wouldn't like him.

Makoto let out a light laugh at Kisumi's comment, seeming to be an attempt to brush it off as a joke.

"Makoto," called Rin, "this is Kisumi Shigino, the school nurse."

"Nice to meet you, I'm-"

"Makoto Tachibana, the hunky literature teacher everyone wants to have an after school session with. Yes, I've heard of you," interrupted the pink haired man. Makoto was taken aback by the sudden description he'd gotten and couldn't help but blush. Haruka frowned at this. Then, Kisumi noticed Haruka sitting next to Makoto, a bit in shock that he'd never met this person face to face, though he'd heard about him by several of students that would stop but his office to rest or that would be speaking in the hallways. He had initially just come to snatch Makoto up for himself, but seeing the proximity of the two, he knew he had to do something to make Makoto stay away from Haruka. So, he came up with a little something on the spot, "Oh! And this must be the water-obsessed beauty Haruka Nanase!"

Haruka was in shock. He wasn't even sure how to reply. But he managed to get out some words, "...I'm not obsessed." Rin let out a snort which Haruka shot down with a look.

"Ah... but I heard you randomly strip whenever you see a body of water you want to get into," Kisumi informed, which made Makoto raise and eyebrow.

"S-Strip?" Makoto stammered while a light shade of red began to grow on his cheeks.

"Not naked though! Haru-chan always has his jammers on!" interjected Nagisa.

Makoto looked over at Haruka questionably, which Haruka seemed to be able to read what he was trying to ask.

"You never know where there could be a place to swim at, Makoto." said Haruka, making Makoto let out a light laugh for a reason Haruka didn't quite understand.

"Haru-chan just really loves to swim!" cheered Nagisa, "He swims gracefully like a... like a dolphin!"

"Yes, it's quite a sight to see," added Rei, "Nanase swims so... beautifully."

The group seemed to agree with the two, each one overlapping one another on how they'd all witnessed Haruka's swimming. Makoto seemed overjoyed by everyone's descriptions.

"Well, I hope I can see Haru swim one day," Makoto chimed. Haruka nodded at him and the two gave each other a light grin.

Kisumi felt a little frustrated at how accepting and non-judgemental Makoto was of this. Although he could acknowledge how good looking Haruka was, he didn't exactly like the man. And seeing how close he was to his new target, Kisumi was determined to have things his way. Seeing as how his first tactic to make Makoto hear what a freak Haruka didn't work, maybe he'd just have to get close to the latter.

"Makoto," cooed Kisumi.

"Yes?"

"You should stop by my office in the morning for some coffee. I have a special blend that's way better than the one in the office."

"Ah, I'll see if I can," he replied with a warm smile.

Rin, of course, had to take advantage of this moment and stood up with his arms raised up to the air, "Miracle!" he exclaimed, "The nurse became less narcissistic! He's been blessed! Cured! Holy shi-"

Sousuke yanked Rin down, while everyone seemed to be laughing, and muttered, "You know, this is why people don't want to sit with us, you idiot."

While Rin and Sousuke began to have their little argument, Kisumi huffed at Rin's sudden outburst, but adorned his face with a sweet smile once he saw Makoto glancing over at him. "Ignore him," he cooed gently as he made his way over to Makoto and ran his fingers down the side of the latter's face, "I'll be waiting." With that, Kisumi probed his fingers away and left. Makoto seemed confused, while Haruka kept his face down and looked at his clenched fist. It'd only been a few minutes, but he acknowledged Kisumi as a threat. But there was no way Haruka was going down easily. He'd never felt this way for someone, and he was not about to give the latter up.

Makoto will never fall for Kisumi

He did smile at him... but he would never fall for him

Definitely never

...right?


So... to develop characters, I usually use the people I have around me. This may come as a surprise, but this Haruka is based on my puppy. Yeah. A puppy. She's shy, bashful, isn't exactly all that welcoming to strangers, but somewhat fell for me at first sight. She hardly leaves my side. She sort of gets jealous of other girls being around me, so she makes sure to be on my lap or acknowledged in the room. Lol. Just felt like putting this here, like a little fun fact. Anyways, hoped you enjoyed this, sorta. I still have a long way to go, so please bare with me.
\(OvO)/ Pray for anon.