Tud.
A beat,
followed by a rhythm.
Those were enough to make his heart beat as fast as the music that were blasting from the stereo that surrounds the gym. Screaming were followed as the girl continued to dance with all he heart and body, every move of her hips makes boys and sometimes girls go crazy. Every sneer she would give them steals all of their hearts and attention.
She was goddamn beautiful.
And it wasn't a secret how Kouha Ren had this thing for beautiful beings. And for the love of Solomon, she was one goddess that fell on the earth's dirty lands.
He admires her so much. She was perfect and he had never felt anything like this before, he was always swooned by his deranged fangirls and his personal three masochist groupies but by god, He would give anything just to be with her.
HE had never meet someone so perfect before.
God.
Now.
If only she would learn how to shut her mouth.
In the end, Senpai wasn't that perfect afterall.
"What you like that guy? I think he's gay. I saw him wear a tight hot pink shirt once, it was awful."
Slam.
Another hit from her friend. This was his Senpai, an upperclassman famous for being so blunt that if you had a weak heart or is suffering from an emotional shish, you would definitely commit suicide right in front of her. Now that I mention it, a person once nearly jump off a window because she told him he was unpopular. Yes, she is way dangerous than she looks. Don't be fooled by her clean cut appearance, that sweet and innocent smile that she always wore, her poison tongue is probably more poisonous than any poison ever brewed, or discovered. whatever.
People even suspected that she might be somewhat behind that evil senpai-kouhai site but it's still no to be proven true. But the pattern is so strong that you could just seriously assume it's a fact.
Not to mention, she's a freakin' lolicon. Poor Pisti's always the center of her molesting err love and and affection, not like the former mind it that much but some times it was just so over bearing and downright scary. Yes, no matter how beautiful her outer appearance may be, her strange and dark ways always ruins it all.
Yet she has the ability to make people do what they usually don't. Specially 'Royalties' like the famous sadistic cutie of the photography club, Kouha Ren.
"K-Kouha-sama, are you sure about this? You really don't have to do this!" Jinjin worriedly asked.
"That's right Kouha-sama! I've heard lots of bad things about that site! You shouldn't do this!" Reirei added.
"Relax, Ushio assured me that everything's going to be fine." Kouha assured as he started typing the web address.
The trio sweatdropped at the mention of the name. Their nervousness worsened upon remembering said female.
"B-but Miss Ushio is..." Junjun murmured.
'Ding ding dong ~ ! Good Afternoon yo! What are you having for lunch? Me? I'm having omelette d-du- Some french cuisine that I can't pronounce so I'll just leave the imagining to you, peasants. HOHO Fancy me. I'm too fabulous for this.'
Speak of the devil herself.
Hikawa Ushio, the broadcasting club's infamous broadcaster. Not to be trusted, is always picking a fight with the club's president, narcisttic, and has a rather crude sense of humor.
"Ushio's not as bad as you think you know." He nonchalantly answered upon noticing the three's anxiousness and examined the site. He gave a compliment then started typing the names.
He clicked enter and waited.
Meanwhile, Jinjin, Reirei, and Junjun were dead worried. They kept giving each other glances, contemplating on whether they should just jump right at the computer and destroy it before Kouha sees the result or just let him slap them after he's done.
Of course they chose the latter. (Damn Masochist.)
The trio jumped as they saw his shoulder twitch, he then stood up before they could ask anything and left the room without a sound. Leaving them astonished on their spot.
Five minutes later.
'Oh hi Kouha! What brought you here- H-hey what's with that look? A-Ah! S-stop that! What are you doing! Aw aw aw! Don't kill me! Woah woah! Put that big assed knife down! Who on earth did you got that from?!'
Screams.
'What the hell are you two doing?! You'll ruin the equipment!'
'Ja'far-senpai! Help me- NO! STOP! YOU CAN'T DO THAT! AHH! PLEASE BE GENTLE!'
'SHUT UP! YOU'RE GIVING PEOPLE THE WRONG IDEA! KOUHA REN! STOP THAT AS WELL!'
'PLEASE DO IT QUICKLY!'
'I SAID SHUT UP! SPARTOS STOP BROADCASTING!'
'Any last words Ushio-chan ~ ?'
'KOUHA REN! PUT THAT KNIFE DOWN AND LEAVE THIS INSTANT-'
'Toot toot will be back after the break.'
"K-kouha-sama..."
His attendants muttered.
On the screen it says.
'Woah, you like like her? Man, and you're like a GUY?! I thought you were a girl! A u A )b and senpai will definitely like you... If you don't spill that you're a boy, that is. HAHAHAHAHA! XDDDDD'
Whoever is behind that site really needs to slow down.
They're seriously raising way too many death flags.
"I'm sorry Kouha. But Hakuren thought that this was the best punishment he could bestow on you." Koumei patted his scowling brother's head.
"This?! Dress me up as a female?! Is he out of his mind?!" The younger of the two fummed as he tried pulling the skirt lower, disliking how cold the wind feels.
"I know this is kinda ridiculous but please bear with it. After all, cough what you did to Hikawa wasn't really justified." Koumei coughed as he tried to surpass a laugh upon remembering the ruccus earlier. The girl suffered light bruises and Ja'far had a major headache. "And although it was En's job to discipline the students, the had to let the student council decide considering you're his brother and all."
He growled under his breath as he resumed his business with his skirt. Gad, what if she'll see him in this state?!
"D-don't worry Kouha-sama! The girls uniform suits you very much!" Jinjin gushed not even trying to hide how she fangirls over her Kouha-sama's new look. Her eyes were sparkling along with her surrounding. In her eyes, Kouha looked like a pure maiden who was in search for her love- Or maybe not but still.
"Yes! Kouha-sama! You look very beautiful!" Reirei joined in.
"Ahh ~ Kouha-sama! You're dressed to kill!" Junjun butted in, making Kouha even angrier than he already was. He gritted his teeth and grabbed Jinjin by her arm and slapped her.
"Ahh ~ Kouha-sama ~"
"No fair! Slap me too!"
"Me too! Please Kouha-sama! Slap me too!"
Slap.
Slap.
Slap.
And there they go again.
The slapping sound resonated within the walls of the club room and Koumei could only stand in the corner and watch his little brother go of with his usual routine with the three girls.
That's when he heard a knock followed by the door sliding open. The figure poked her head in and greeted Koumei with a bow. She payed no attention with Kouha and his groupies as she entered said room and faced the older male.
"Excuse me, but is this the photography club?" She asked, making sure that she didn't accidentally entered a lewd club and will accidentally become one of it's members. That would totally suck.
"Yes. How may I help you?"
She sighed of relief and smiled. "I'm here to model for this." She held a paper and showed it to him. It was a request to make a poster for the hiphop club, and she, being the one who attracts the most attention, was to model.
"Hmm," He took the paper and read it's contents, making sure nothing suspicious or out of place was on it.
Meanwhile, in the midst of 'punishing' his attendants, Kouha abruptly came into a stop as a very very nice and familiar flowery scent. It drifted to his nostrils and made him dizzy like being hypnotized.
He unconciously gasped and gripped tighter onto Jinjin's arm.
He swallowed a lump that formed on his throat and tilted his head toward the door's direction.
Can you feeel the loooove toniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.
Ah there she is-
Looking as lovely as always-
WAIT. SHE's HERE. DA FUQ. NO NOT TODAY PLEASE.
"Okay then. Kouha! Come here for a second. I got a job for you."
What?! No!
"Kouha?"
He gulped and heaved a breath. 'calm the hell down!' He told himself as he walked toward his elder brother. Koumei smiled at him and patted his shoulder, he introduced him proudly to the visitor. Quite oblivious how the younger male had gone pale.
"This is Kouha, my little brother, Although he usually models for the shoots, I assure you that he's one of the best photographer we have!"
He gulped again. He mustn't embarrassed himself right now! Oh wait he was already embarrassing himself. So whatever.
"It's a pleasure to work with a beautiful Senpai like you." Regaining his composure, Kouha gave her one of his award winning prince-like signature smile that made Junjun, Reirei, and Jinjin melt on the background.
And yet.
The girl only stood there motionless. She then proceed on scratching her chin and scrutinized him with keen eyes from head to toe. "Kouha, huh." She said while squinting her eyes.
She looked rather suspicious like she's having an internal fight within her and he doesn't have any idea why. Doesn't she trust his ability? Somehow that hurts!
"Senpai?"
No response.
"Senpai, hey." He proceed on waving his hand to her face hoping that will get her attention instead. Still he only got a stare.
"Senpai-"
"Okay!" She suddenly exclaimed, startling our poor Kouha in the process. She then nodded and heaved a breath. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at him with pure hope and expectation.
"Please excuse me." She blurted.
And before he could know what the hell was happening-
She had lifted his skirt.
SHE HAD LIFTED HIS BLOODY SKIRT.
His breath hitched and his blood rushed to his face in an unbelievable speed. The cold was really uncomfortable but it was nothing compared to the fact that his crush was looking at his underwear with pure disappointment and horror. His three attendants by this time were probably already dead and Koumei had paled in disbelief with the girl's sudden rudeness.
She sighed after a minute and let go of his skirt.
She sighed again and looked dolefully up on the ceiling.
Sob.
She fell on her knees.
Sob.
She opened her mouth and screamed while tears were rapidly flowing from her eyes. She slammed her fist onto the floor and resumed crying like a moron that she was.
"I knew it!" She looked up and screamed at the heavens above. "Why must he be a boy?! I CAN'T GO AFTER HIM IF HE'S A BOY! GOD! WHY MUST YOU DO THIS TO ME!"
She then glared at Kouha and pointed at him with her index finger at him. "And you! IF YOU WERE GOING TO DRESS AS A GIRL ATLEAST WEAR A POLKADOTS PANTIES INSTEAD GEDDEMET!"
Cry.
What a weirdo. Why did he liked her again?
To be continued ~
Hey hey! Happy new year! This had gotten way longer than it should be but don't worry, There's a second part. Both for Kouha and Sphintus and for Hakuryuu my love and Judar (It's how you spell it correctly if you consider looking up at the list of the stories in the Arabian nights blah blah don't mind me LOL) but I'll still see to it.
It wasn't supposed to have 1k + words or so sobs. And I don't really like stories where everything escalated too quickly like they just met for like a few minutes and the had already started kissing like why? Sobs. Anyway I'm so sorry if it's too crappy and the Senpais and Kouhais are all crazy, it's just that I find it hard writing about a mediocore heroine y'know. Please forgive me!
So until then, see ya!
Updated : 3/8/2015
Hey guys, sorry for not updating really. I'm having a severe disease of writers block and I seriously felt like this story is straying from what it was supposed to be LOL. Add to that, I broke my phone (I usually write better on notes than straight from the computer and my english is dying lels. ) SO IM SO SORRY. m And will somebody suggest who to write next? ; w ; ) thanks.