Chapter 3. Warm Greetings

Damn, did they stare.

They stared hard, long, and hella good.

The first person that Kyo recognized was Yuki.

Great, just freaking great. He wasn't even surprised to see Yuki in the first row either. Typical, damn rat. The annoying teacher's pet.

He avoided the rat's gaze as he scanned the room. He was pleased that there was no seats open next to Yuki. Because being in same class with the rat was one thing, but sitting right behind him was totally out of the spectrum.

As he continued to examine, he noted that a lot of the girls were staring at him quite intensely. So intensely that it unnerved him a bit. He was suddenly reminded of the conversation that he had with Shigure again.

"Class, this is our new student who just transferred from Kotain High." Kyo drowned the teacher out after he went on a long list of how they should be nice to him because he never been to a coed school before.

Kyo didn't even try to suppress the yawn that came out of his mouth which got him an annoyed look from Yuki. There were a few girls that giggled at his actions. His form became slouched as the teacher continued to drill on and on about how the first day at a new school was so difficult and how people should help him if they can.

The girls stared at him with interest. Kyo didn't bother to comb his hair back this morning, showing off his messy bed-hair for all to see. But that bed hair fit nicely with his slightly ruffled and creased uniform from his hasty run to get here on time. And his eyes- oh, those beautiful, smoldering eyes- held a tinge of annoyance and gruffness. Maybe some black eyeliner and a nice set of chains and leather buckles would make him an erotic candidate for a punk rock-star. And, well, that slouchy form was only enhancing the girls' imagination.

The teacher suddenly went silent and gave Kyo an expectant look and when Kyo proceeded to just stare at the class, he spoke, "Please introduce yourself."

Kyo shifted the school bag across his right shoulder. "Kyo."

"Last name, too." The teacher prompted.

Kyo decided that he didn't like this teacher and deducted the teacher's status in his mind. He frowned even harder, but decided that it wouldn't be too good to get in trouble on his first day of class.

"Kyo," freaking Kyo added silently to himself. "Sohma."

"Would you like to tell that class about yourself?"

"No." Kyo answered bluntly. He shifted again; he hated people staring at him.

"Well then, there is an open seat next to -"

"Wait!" A girl called loudly from the back vicinity of the room. "I have a question! Are you related to Prince Yuki?"

Kyo's eyes flashed toward Yuki; an exchange the whole class saw.

"Yeah." Unfortunately.

"How?" A girl yelled.

Kyo grumbled. He'd rather not be reminded of how they were related.

Seeing that his cousin wasn't going to answer and not wanting Kyo to embarrass themselves even further, Yuki answered for him. The faster he could get this little 'interview session' done and over with, the better.

"We're cousin, Ms. Sanijia."

"I knew it!" One of the male students turned in his chair and jabbed his buddy. "You owe me twenty bucks."

"You must be really good in sports, right? Yuki is." Another male student asked eagerly.

Kyo felt anger surge within him at the comparison. He hasn't even been here for thirty minutes yet and people were already comparing his ability against Yuki's.

His molars were grinding against one another and before he could show the class his very colorful vocabulary, somebody was already beating him to an answer.

"If he's related to Prince Yuki then of course he's good!" The girl replied in such an offended manner that if Kyo didn't know better he would have thought that guy accused her of being fat.

"Oh, man, Kyo," Kyo found it odd that the guy was calling him name so affectionately. "You got to be on our team when we play football. You like football, right?"

"You shouldn't burden him with your games and get him all dirty." A girl with too much make-up defended. Defend him from what? That was something Kyo wasn't too sure about, either. She turned toward Kyo and gave him a pearly and almost sickening smile. "Don't worry. You can stay inside and talk to us. We can help you catch up on the material, too."

The jock snorted. "A man likes getting his hand dirty, right Kyo?"

Kyo ignored the prod and turned toward the teacher who was listening to the jock going on a tangent about 'what real men do'.

"Can I sit down now?"

The question jolted the teacher out of his stupor and immediately turned back to his authoritative self. "Course. You can sit there -next to Kai Kinimoto. Now then, let's get back to lecture."

Kyo sauntered to his assigned seat and tried in vain to ignore his classmates' following gaze.

Kaido waved his arms happily as Kyo approached him. Kyo slung his bag on his desk and slumped into his chair.

Kyo felt somewhat relieved to have a chair next to a window.

"Hi, Kyo." Kai pushed up his thick rimmed glasses. "I'm Kai Kinimoto."

"I heard."

The answer didn't seem to faze Kai in the least. "I hope we can become good friends."

Kai stuck his hand out and waited for Kyo to take it.

Kyo stared at the hand in his face. He was never the formal type neither was he the tactile type either.

"I don't do handshakes."

"Oh." Kai's crestfallen face made Kyo feel a twinge of guilt.

"But, uh, nice to meet you, Kinimoto."

Kai grinned.

"You can call me Kai. Since we're desk buddies and all, we'll get to know each other pretty well."

Kyo almost snorted at the term 'desk buddies.' How old is this kid? Acting like he's twelve.

"Joy." Kyo's sarcasm was obviously overlooked by Kai. He smiled before turning to the front of the class, pencil tight in hand.

Kyo watched Yuki with half-lidded eyes. Yuki was fervently scribbling down every important notice and every important fact. He sighed. He, on the other hand, didn't bother to pull out a journal. He had a feeling that Kinimoto would give him his notes if he asked later so he didn't bother.

He allowed his frame to sprawl across the tabletop as he watched the teacher write a formula in his chicken scratch handwriting.

A few girls turned their heads to stare at him but whenever he stared back they would jump and face the front of the room again.

What the heck was their problem?

It was halfway through class was when the notes started to magically appear on his desk. Not just one, but several. Some were from girls and some were from boys.

Most of them ran along the lines of:

"Will you marry me, Kyo-san?"

"I would love to be Mrs. Sohma."

"We should watch a movie together."

"What are you doing this weekend?"

"I never believe in love at first sight until I saw you."

They were pretty much a Kagura-corder but on paper. He crumbled them all up and tossed them in a corner of the room; he had no intentions on picking those said wads of paper up either. He felt somewhat sorry for those who were going to be on cleanup duty tomorrow.

At first they weren't all that bad just annoying, but as the day progressed and his continuance to not be uprooted and unfazed remained, they got, well, stronger. And, by stronger, he meant more inappropriate.

"I'm a C cup - the biggest in the class. You can see my girls if you date me." He snorted. He had seen bigger ones at the dojo all the time. Accidentally, of course. Besides, he wasn't interested. He'll just send her to Shigure.

"I think you're drop dead sexy. Date me." He already heard that before.

"I work at a maid cafe from three to six. Stop by, Master, and I'll give you a discount.*wink wink*" He needed to make sure to not go to any cafes in the near future. What's up with the wink wink? Was he supposed to consider that as cute or something?

"Hey, man. Here's a pop quiz! What has 142 teeth and holds back the incredible hulk? My zipper." Kyo cringed at that. So, apparently, he had some guys gay for him, too. Guess, the dog wasn't all that stupid, after all.

"Unlike everybody else, I'm not a whore. But I'll be a whore for you." Kyo rolled his eyes and crumbled it easily.

"I'm easy. Are you?" Kyo snorted at that. Obviously, not. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to be offended or not.

"I'll let you borrow my womb, Sohma-san." He hated kids. No way was he going to make them.

"Kyo, I'm a master of french kissing and I've recently been looking for a student to teach it, too. I think you'll be excellent candidate." Kyo flipped the note and saw it had a guy's name on it. What the hell?

"Did you sit in a pile of sugar? Cause you have a pretty sweet ass!" This one was oddly from a girl. Aren't guy supposed to be the one that complement on a girl's butt? Kyo scratched his head at that. Shigure did say that the girls here were very wild.

"I would lift my skirt up for you." Basing off the name of the card, he couldn't tell if it was a girl or a boy. His automatic assumption was that it was a girl but then he remembered Momiji and Ritsu's tendencies.

He fervently looked up but couldn't tell if there was a guy in a skirt or not. This school wouldn't let a guy dress in a girl's uniform, would they? He shivered just thinking about it. He made sure to throw this piece extra far into the corner.

"Hey do you have an inhaler? Cause you got that ass ma!" Was his ass really that nice? When Kyo read that he had a feeling this person had probably used the same line with Yuki. This one, just like the others, also ended up in a corner filled with cobwebs.

"Hey bombshell, it must be a crime to be so sexy." I thought only girl were called bombshell. The hell?

"Hello, I'm bisexual. I'd like to BUY you a drink...and then get sexual." Kyo blushed bright red at this.

"Sohma?"

Kyo jolted as the teacher gave him a quizzical look. The most recent note floated down onto the floor. Oh, god, have mercy.

Kai picked it up but before he could read it, Kyo snatched it back. Thank god for those years at the dojo.

The teacher peered at the note from the front of the room. "What's that?"

Kyo quickly folded it up.

"My class schedule." He didn't know how he did it, but he somehow managed to keep his voice steady.

Next to the teacher, was Yuki staring at him with suspicions. He probably knew that he was lying but the teacher didn't seem to notice.

"Ah, I see." The teacher paused and examined him more thoroughly, frowning slightly. "As I was saying, you don't look too well, Sohma."

Considering what he just red, he probably looked feverish.

"Would you like to go to the nurse?"

He was about to object the offer, but then quickly realized that this was his chance getting away from this showering of provocative notes.

He immediately nodded which took Yuki by surprise. Was something wrong with the cat? Usually Kyo would always persist that he was fine even when he was about to drop in a dead faint.

Kyo stood from his seat and ambled awkwardly toward the front of the table. This time more conscious, now that he knew that his classmates were constantly checking out his ass.

"Ah, okay." The teacher turned to his desk and pulled out piece a paper which Kyo assumed to be as a 'Nurse Pass'. The teacher continued to write as he spoke, "Since you're new here, we should have somebody escort you. Preferably another male."

When those words came out about of his mouth, there was a chorus of metal scratching as chairs were pushed back.

"I'll do it!"

"No, no, me!"

"I know the way. I'll be happy to help, Sohma-kun."

"Saharo, you just want to get out of class. I'll do it."

The girls in the room started complaining and asking why a female couldn't escort Kyo to the nurse to which the teacher replied that it would probably make him uncomfortable. And for that explanation, Kyo had decided to add back those points that he had deducted from the teacher earlier.

"Sensei, I always go to the nurse's office. I know where it is."

"I know, too. I'll take him."

Kyo tottered back in shock. No way in hell was he going to let one of them take him to the nurse's office. For all he knew one of them could be that crazy zipper-hulk monster, or that French kissing professor, or that supposed bisexual, or, oh, god, that female impersonator!

The teacher looked up in surprise at the sudden amount of volunteers. "Oh, well, I was thinking, Yuki-san, since he's Sohma's cousin."

Before Yuki could say something, the volunteers already beat him to it.

"Oh, no, we wouldn't want to bother the class president!"

"Yeah, the class president must stay in class and act as a role model."

"Yeah, sensei, I'll take Kyo-san!"

Before the teacher could decide, Kyo stalked up to the professor and snatched the nurse pass away from him.

"Sensei," Kyo addressed quickly. He was already retreating toward the door as he talked. "I'll go by myself. I know where it is. I don't need to be shown the way."

There was a lot of objection, but Kyo already reached the door and slammed it shut behind him before making a bolt to the bathroom.

This place, this school, was just downright pervert central.

For once, he wished he had listened to Shigure and brought that stupid pepper spray because he had a feeling that he was going to need it.

He was breathing against the sink and trying to get those stupid 'love letter' notes out of his head when he heard the bell ring.

The bell that signaled lunch.

The scary hour where students were unrestrained by their assigned seats and had this unnerving tendency to gather in hoards around things that held their interest.

He swallowed hard.

He already knew that he was going to be that subject of interest today.


A/N: Thank you so much to the people who followed and reviewed!

I know I kind of died and fell off the planet, but I've been seriously busy with school. (Honestly, I'm surprised that I even updated one of my stories this week.) So, I tried to make this chapter somewhat long.

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4/12/2014