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"Hey, Soubi!" Kio cried out happily, catching his tall friend's attention. Turning to look back at his friend, Soubi raised a questioning eyebrow.

"Yes, Kio?"

"Do you want to do something after classes end? Maybe get a bite to eat or maybe see a movie?" Kio suggested hopefully, leaning in towards his blonde friend. Raising his hand towards Kio's face, Soubi didn't miss the look of excitement flash through blue eyes behind wire framed glasses.

"Kio…" Soubi said softly, hand placed on his friend's cheek. Kio's breath caught as he swallowed.

"Yes…Soubi?"

Soubi suddenly shoved Kio away by his face, turning so his back faced him. "I'm taking Ritsuka out tonight. And stop trying to seduce me. I don't like you that way."

Kio's mouth dropped as he watched his friend walk away. "ASSHOLE!"


"So Severus, what is this I hear about you flirting with a student in class?" Dumbledore questioned.

"I have never flirted with a student in class." Severus replied smoothly

"I see, and outside of class?" He asked looking over his half moon spectacles.

"He is of age, and he's an aid not a regular student."

"Am I not good enough for you Severus?" Said the older man with a heartbroken expression on his wizened face.

"Pardon? Besides, aren't you with that Hitomi girl?"

"Well, yes, but that's not the point, Severus. The point is, I have been in love with you longer than I have known Miss Hitomi."

"Apologies, Headmaster. But I do not feel that way about you. And no offence, but you are a bit too old for me."

Dumbledore stood up and hurriedly left the room, trying not to let Severus see the tears forming in his eyes.


"Now class, please turn to page 257 in your textbooks, please." Hitomi said, smiling at her class from the front of the room.

Turning to his new friend, Soubi placed his chin in his palm. "So, how are things with your friend?"

"What friend?" Draco asked bemused, mimicking Soubi's pose.

Smirking, Soubi nodded towards Harry and Ritsuka, who were bickering over sharing a textbook. "That friend."

"Oh…that friend. Every time I go near him, he gets wide eyed and starts muttering about psycho blondes. I don't know if that's a good sign or a bad sign."

"Hmm, well…" Soubi began, rubbing his chin in thought, "That could really go two ways. He could be saying you're being psycho 'cause you're not coming on strong enough, or you're coming on too strong."

"But how do I know which it is!" Draco whined.

Shrugging, Soubi turned to his textbook. "That, my friend, is up to you to find out."

Draco sighed. "Man I wish I knew Leglimency."

Soubi gave him a strange look. "What is that?"

"Oh…uhm…it's…uh…a slang word for being able to read minds."

"Japanese and British slang words are very…very different." Soubi chuckled, turning the page of his book.

"You don't know the half of it." Draco muttered.


Ritsuka glared heatedly over at the two conversing blondes, unhappy with how close they were to each other. Turning his glare downwards, he tried to control the jealous rage that made him want to rip that Malfoy kid's head off. Squeezing his eyes shut, he let out a slow breath of air and counted to ten.

Harry turned to ask the youngest Aoyagi a question, and noticed how tense the young man was. "Is something wrong, Ritsuka?" The green eyed teen asked.

Pointing behind them, Ritsuka growled angrily. "See for yourself."

Turning around, Harry saw the two blondes looking very cozy. How dare his psycho blonde get all familiar with another blonde. Who's taken! Harry wasn't entirely sure why, but all he wanted to do was shove the older blonde out of the way and take his place.

Harry wondered why he was feeling this way, he's Draco (former) Arch Nemesis Malfoy! He hadn't felt this way since that time he had a crush on Cho Chang. 'Oh god. . . Is that what this is?' he asked himself.

Harry banged his forehead on his desk. "I'm doomed. I'm so bloody doomed."

Ritsuka glanced down at him, still angry over seeing his boyfriend 'cheating'. "What the hell are you mumbling about?"

"I'm in love with Draco Malfoy, and I am doomed."

"Oh, you mean the man whore that's getting it good with my boyfriend?" Ritsuka hissed angrily, pinching the back of Harry's hand.

"Ow!" yelped Harry, pulling his hand away. "It's not like I'm the one hitting on your boyfriend! And why do you think I'm doomed!"

Leaning back in his seat, Ritsuka folded his arms over his chest and glanced at the green eyed teen. "I know, but you're the closest living thing that I can take my anger out on."

"After class, you should just go punch him. You should have seen the time my friend Hermione did it. She called him a foul, evil, loathsome little cockroach."

Ritsuka tilted his head to the side. "You want me to call my boyfriend a cockroach?"

"No! I was talking about Draco, not Soubi!" Harry exclaimed.

"So you want me to call your 'boyfriend' a cockroach?" Ritsuka asked, looking baffled. "Just what kind of love are you in?"

Harry shrugged. "He's hitting on your boyfriend, I think you have the right. If I'm lucky it'll knock some sense into his thick skull. Not that he'd ever like me back anyway."

Ritsuka scoffed as he shook his head, standing as the bell for lunch rang. "You don't know that."

"He's hated me for five and a half years, and is only tolerating me now. Do you really think he could feel any differently?"

Grabbing his books, Ritsuka chuckled. "I disliked Soubi greatly when I first met him. I thought he was a liar, pedophile, and a pervert. But now look. Sad to say, I'm in love with the jerk."

Heading down the hallway together, Harry gave Ritsuka a startled look. "Pedophile?"

"Heh? Oh yeah, I was only 12 when I first met Soubi." Ritsuka replied, shrugging indifferently.

"Oooo…kay…Do you-"

Harry was interrupted by Draco coming up and putting a hand on his arm. "Hello Ha-"

"You foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach!" Ritsuka growled, punching Draco right in the face. Soubi raised an eyebrow at his boyfriend's violent antics. Harry was torn between surprise and amusement. As Draco laid on the hallway floor, he asked Ritsuka, "Are you related to Granger?"

"No!" Ritsuka barked, turning to glare at his blonde lover.

"Ritsuka, what the hell was that all about?" Soubi asked, looking down at the small teen.

"Oh, like you don't know!" Ritsuka proclaimed, jabbing Soubi in the chest with his finger. "Don't act all innocent!" Grabbing Harry's arm, Ritsuka stormed down the hall.

Blinking in confusion, Soubi called after his boyfriend. "Ritsuka, come back!"

Spinning around, Ritsuka snarled at the taller blonde. "Get bent, Soubi!" He then turned back around and dragged Harry away.

Draco groaned as he picked himself up off the floor. "Your boyfriend may be short, but he sure packs a punch. I hope Snape's allowed to use the good stuff because this is going to bruise."

Turning to him, Soubi gave Draco a questioning look. "What's the good stuff?"

"Oh…uhm…he, uh…well it's not exactly 'legal' in Britain."

Raising another eyebrow, Soubi slide his hands into his pockets. "Huh…okay." Looking at Draco's now swollen cheek, he couldn't help the small chuckle that slipped through his lips. "You should be happy."

"Why should I be happy that I was punched by your boyfriend?"

Grinning, Soubi began walking down the now empty hallway. "He's usually much more violent when I grab his ass in public. I usually end up with a busted lip or black eye."

"You two have a very…interesting relationship." Draco remarked, heading towards Snape's classroom.

"Yes…but I love him. But I love to piss him off even more. So it works out." Soubi replied happily.

"And I thought Harry and I had an antagonistic relationship." Draco commented, shaking his head.

Soubi laughed. "Hey, who said love was ever full of rainbows and kittens?"

"Rainbows and Kittens? Really?"

Sighing, Soubi ran a hand through his hair. "I've been hanging around Natsuo too much…and too long."

Reaching Snape's classroom, Draco pushed open the door only to see his godfather standing very closely behind Seimei and whispering in his ear. Soubi's eyebrows shot clear up to his hairline and Draco couldn't help the unbecoming expression of his mouth hanging open in shock.

"Damn it, Professor! Step back!" Seimei snarled, unsuccessfully trying to push Snape away.

"Oh, but you know that you like me standing back here." Snape purred huskily.

Seimei groaned in annoyance (and maybe in a little bit of arousal) as he hung his head in defeat. "I hate you, Sensei…"

"It's Professor…and no, you don't."

Soubi stood frozen in place, mind numb with shock. Draco, still with his mouth open, decided this was even worse than the idea of his parents having sex (personally, Draco thought his dad would even take his cane to bed with him).

Sighing, Seimei frowned down at the desk he was trapped against. "Move away…"

"And what will you give me if I do?" Snape drawled, leaning even closer to Seimei.

Suddenly turning, Seimei glared heatedly at the older man. "I won't punch your face in! Now stand aside so I can finish my detention!"

Snape chuckled darkly. "You think a punch in the face will scare me?" Snape was about to add something when he heard a high pitch squeak behind him. Turning with his cloak billowing dramatically, he paled to see his godson and that tall blonde kid standing in the doorway.

Peeking around Snape's body, Seimei stiffened as he caught sight of Soubi. Frowning in anger, the oldest Aoyagi pushed around Snape and stomped towards the door. Pausing in front of Soubi and Draco, Seimei glared over his shoulder at the Professor. "I'm leaving now, Sensei." Pushing Draco out of his way, he left the room in a huff, his cat tail bristling in anger.

"Mr. Malfoy and Mr. …blonde one, what can I do for you?"

Soubi seemed insulted by the blonde one dismissal. Draco, finally closing his mouth said. "Uh…I-I got punched. Uhm… I, uh…was wondering if, uh…if Dumbledore would allow you to give me the 'good stuff' for it."

"Certainly, Mr. Malfoy. May I inquire as to what you did to get punched and who did it? It wasn't Miss Granger again, was it?"

Soubi hesitantly raised his hand. "Oh no, it was my boyfriend." he replied, sounding suspiciously proud.

"I see…and what provoked your boyfriend to assault my godson?" At this, Soubi turned to look at Draco.

"Don't look at me! I have no idea." Draco whined.

"You never know, Draco. I'll be back in a moment. You wouldn't believe how 'tight' security is around the 'good stuff'. It's even tighter than the security they had around the…uhm…that stone…from your first year." Snape remarked, before leaving the room.

Soubi cocked his head to the side. "What stone was he going on about?"

"Oh, it's just a rock Dumbledore was protecting from this one guy." Draco answered.

Staring at him with an eyebrow raised, Soubi thought over his words carefully. "Draco…no offense but…you guys aren't all drug dealers are you?"

"What? No! Why would you say that?"

"A rock that Dumbledore had to protect from this one guy with tight security? I'm sorry, my foreign friend, but that doesn't sound so good." Soubi replied.

"Oh, that. You've met Dumbledore, right? If this guy thought that his favorite robes were being threatened, he'd have some major security going on."

"Ah! That reminds me. What's with you guys and robes, anyways?" Soubi asked.

"It's just a British private school thing." Draco answered, as Snape re-entered the room.

"Here you are Mr. Malfoy. Apply this to the inflicted area two times a day, for the next three days. And don't let anyone else get their grubby hands on it. Now if you don't mind, I have work to do."

Soubi chuckled lowly. "Didn't your work just leave five minutes ago?"

Draco elbowed Soubi. "Shut up!" he hissed.

"Mr. Blonde One! Show some proper respect, or I will give you detention with Professor Dumbledore."

Soubi snorted, leaning against the doorframe. "He won't do to me, what you just did to Semei, will he?"

"Have you asked your friend, Mr. Akame, what happened in his detention with Professor Dumbledore?"

"Well, I tried to, but he just threw a shoe at me and yelled, 'Never again!' So I didn't bother trying to ask again."

"Doesn't that tell you something, Mr. Blonde One?" Snape drawled, one eyebrow raised.

Soubi scratched his chin as he glanced up at the ceiling in thought. "I suppose so. By the way, my name is Soubi, not blonde one."

"Fine, Mr. Soubi. Are you ever going to leave my classroom?" Snape asked.

Soubi smiled as he glanced back at the dark haired teacher. "Maybe."


"So good to see you again, Mr. Akame! Are you ready to begin your playtime disguised as detention?" Dumbledore beamed at him.

Nisei gave a tired sigh, running his hand over his face. "Please don't phrase it that way. It sounds…wrong."

"Nonsense, dear boy! Lemon Drop?"

"No! No! I don't want a Lemon Drop!" Nisei screamed, collapsing on a pile of hideous neon robes.

"Well…no need to be so dramatic. It was only a suggestion. But if you don't want one, then I suggest you get to work! Hop, hop!"

Nisei gave him a baffled look. "You want me to hop now? My god, what kind of sick, twisted detention is this!"

"I'm sorry, I don't understand. It was just a suggestion, dear boy. Although if you would like to hop I shan't stop you."

Nisei could only stare at him, not really sure how to process this strange man's words. Sighing, he slowly picked himself up from the pile of scary clothing. "What do you want me to do today, Sensei…"

"Oh, just continue your tasks from last time. And are you sure you don't want a lemon drop?"

Nisei glared at him as he began to pick through the robes. "Yes, I'm 100% sure that I do not want a lemon drop."

Five Minutes later

As Nisei picked up a bright, neon green robe with neon pink and purple clownfish, Dumbledore rattled a small glass dish filled half full with yellow candies.

"Lemon Drop?"

"Arrggh! No! No thank you, Sir!" Nisei screamed, throwing the bright article of clothing onto the ground.

Seven Minutes later

Nisei was trying to figure out how to categorize a rainbow striped robe when he was nudged in the face with a glass bowl.

"Lemon Drop?" Dumbledore asked.

"For god's sake! NO!"

Four Minutes later

Nisei was trying to figure out exactly why there were round balls with wings on this neon purple robe and was wondering if he had gone crazy after seeing the wings flutter. He stiffened as he heard that strangely familiar rattling sound, accompanied with, "Lemon Drop?"

RIP

"GOD! NO! NO! I SAID NO!" Nisei screamed, shredding the neon purple robe before kicking the pile of neatly folded robes. " I TOLD YOU TIME AND TIME AGAIN! NO! I DON'T WANT A DAMN LEMON DROP!" He grabbed Dumbledore's favorite unicorn figurine and threw it at the closed window, causing the glass to shatter.

"WHAT IN THE FUCK IS A LEMON DROP ANYWAYS? GOD! I DON'T WANT ONE NOW!" He kicked another pile of robes. "I WON'T WANT ONE LATER!" He began to childishly jump on the pile of robes. "AND I WILL NEVER! EVER! WANT ONE!" he continued to scream, slamming his head repeatedly into the cushions of the couch. He gave one last scream before laying unmoving on the couch, body heaving with his heavy pants.

Standing behind his desk, Dumbledore remarked, bemusedly. "All you had to do was say no."

He was answered with a muffled scream.


Nisei grumbled to himself about psychotic grandpa's with horrible fashion sense as he trudged down the hall. Looking for a diversion, he noticed that red head who lifted the punishment of being Kio's roommate.

"Hey you! Whatever your name is." Nisei called out, gaining Ron's attention.

"My name's Ron! What do you want?" he replied curiously.

Nisei slowly grinned. "You destroy Kio's lollipop collection yet?"

"Why would I do that?" Ron exclaimed, a look of horror on his face.

Nisei face palmed. "Don't tell me you actually like that thing?" he said, leaning casually against the wall, eyes still on the red head.

"Are you mad? Of course I do! Although, really, would it kill him to allow a person to eat one of his duplicates?" Ron asked, pouting.

Nisei could only stare at his (adorably) pouting lips, suddenly wondering if they would taste like a lollipop. Startled by his sudden train of thought, he quickly shook his head, hoping to rid himself of such thoughts.

"Uh…yeah…right. So anyways, why aren't you in class?" Nisei questioned.

"Uhm…you see…Snape told me to get out, because I am an incompetent dunderhead."

Nisei snickered behind his hand. "Heh…dunderhead."

"Yeah, he seems to like that word. Hey, by the way. Why aren't you in class?" Ron asked.

The tall brunette shuddered as he received flashbacks. "I had detention with Dumbledore-Sensei….don't ask. Just know, that it was horrible."

"I always said that Dumbledore was mental." Ron commented, nodding to himself.

Nisei smirked, suddenly liking this kid a lot. "Well, you're right about that."


"Yooouujjiiii! I'm huuuuuuuungrrryyyy!" Natuso whined loudly, tugging on his older boyfriend's sleeve.

Youji sighed as he pulled his arm away from the whining teen. "I know Natsuo. I just have to drop off my essay to Nagisa-Sensei and then we can have lunch."

Pouting, the green eyed teen huffed. "Fine. But you have to buy me a cupcake!"

Smiling, Youji nodded in agreement. "Sure thing, Natsuo." Making his way through the deserted halls, Youji located Nagisa's classroom. Stopping in front of the door, Youji grabbed his messenger bag and rifled through the pockets, looking for the folder with his essay.

Natsuo tapped his foot impatiently as he watched the teal haired teen. "Youji hurry up! My stomach is growling!" he whined. Youji glanced up at him. "Really? I don't hear it."

Natsuo opened his mouth to reply, but was cut off when they both heard a loud moan. Youji stared at Natsuo before looking down at the red head's stomach in bewilderment. "Holy shit, your stomach just moaned! You must be seriously hungry!"

Natsuo frowned as he smacked the taller teen in the head. "That wasn't my stomach!" he hissed. "That came from inside Nagisa-Sensei's classroom!" He said, jerking his thumb towards the door.

Youji turned to stare at the door. They stood in silence before jumping as another louder moan came from behind the door. "Oh Kami! Nagisa-Sensei's classroom is haunted!" Natsuo squealed, about ready to run down the hallway screaming.

Sensing his boyfriend's thought process, Youji grabbed the back of Natsuo's shirt and held him in place. "Shush!" he whispered, before creeping up to the door and peeking through the crack in the door. Natsuo tip toed behind him to peek through the crack also. Both pairs of eyes widened.

Standing in front of the teacher's desk was Ritsu, trapping Nagisa on the desk. With his body. And his shirt open. Natsuo felt his breakfast come back up his throat as he noticed Ritsu shoving his tongue down Nagisa's throat. Pulling himself away from the door, Natsuo threw his hands in the air while his mouth opened in a silent scream and ran down the hallway, not caring what would happen to Youji.

Making it outside the building, he finally let the blood curdling scream out, and threw himself on the ground, face first. Ten seconds later, Youji came out screaming about the two teachers 'getting it on'.


"Neville! Hurry up, I'm hungry and I don't want to be late for dinner!" Ron whined.

"We're ten minutes early, Ron! Besides, Professor Snape ordered (it was horrible) that I run by Dumbledore's office to check on him."

"But I'm hungry!" Ron pouted.

"It won't even take five minutes, Ron. And we'll still be early!"

"Fine! But if I don't get first picking at all my favorites, you'll be my slave for a week!"

"And the first time you order me to do something Hermione will kill you. So stop your whining. Anyways, we're here."

Neville could only open the door a crack, before they heard a manly giggle and a woman's moan.

"Wow, Dumbledore must have a really good new candy!" Ron exclaimed. "Let's go get some!"

Neville placed a restraining hand on Ron's shoulder. "I…don't think that's what's going on, Ron.

Another moan was heard this one obviously coming from a man. Ron gave Neville a look that said 'See I told you.' Neville rolled his eyes and crept forward to look through the door crack. He was a Gryffindor after all. His eyes widened at the scene before him.

Hitomi pressed Albus against his desk, one hand buried in his hair, the other in his beard. Albus was trying to divest Hitomi of her top.

Neville backed away, mute horror written on his face. "W-w-we better g-go Ron!" He then turned and ran, not bothering to see if Ron followed.

"Weirdo." Ron muttered. He approached the door, hoping Dumbledore would give him some of his candy. He was greeted, however, by a scene that would traumatize him for the rest of his life.

Hitomi still had Albus pressed against his desk and he had succeeded in removing her top. She also had his robes half off pooling around his waist.

Ron booked it.

Everyone was sitting down to dinner, chatting happily about various things. At one table, Osamu was trying to discover what was wrong with Neville while comfortingly rubbing his back.

At another, Ritsuka and Harry were pointedly ignoring their blondes, while the blondes were trying to get their attention. Two tables down, Yuiko was offering Ginny a strawberry while Luna and Hermione discussed the existence of the Crumpled-Horned Snorkak.

Sitting at a table to the far right, Nisei and Kio fought over what dessert was best, while Seimei tried his best to block out their argument. Snape sat with Nagisa and Ritsu at a table behind the three, watching in amusement as the two friends fought.

Everything was normal and calm until they heard a loud shriek, followed by the doors slamming open, to reveal a bright red red head, screaming at the top of his lungs.

"DUMBLEDORE AND HITOMI! DUMBLEDORE AND HITOMI!" he screamed girlishly, running further into the room before collapsing on Nisei's feet.

Looking down at him startled, Nisei nudged him off his foot. "Dumbledore and Hitomi? What about them?"

Rolling his head upwards, with an agonized expression said, "They-They were…doing it."

"You mean…it it?" Nisei asked.

Ron nodded and replied, "There was robe removal."

Kio watched as a horrified expression washed over Nisei's face. "Not….Not the robes!"

"I'm afraid so. It was horrible. You can't imagine!" Ron said, suddenly clinging to Nisei's leg.

Nisei, despite the current situation, couldn't help the pleasant tingling sensation in said leg.


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