Chapter 10

"Let's dance!" Youji took his two dates out on the dance floor.

"I don't know the song Youji!" Natsuo yelled over the music that sounded like the lead singer was squeaking through puberty. "Don't they have anything we can dance to?"

Ritsuka rolled his eyes. "I think this is as good as elementary school music gets."

At that Youji got a huge grin on his face. "Not necessarily." He walked away.

"Where is he going?" Ritsuka looked scared.

Natsuo only shrugged. "It's Youji, what can you expect?"

"Ritsuka!" A squealing girly voice echoed off the gym walls.

"Oh great." Ritsuka started to hide behind Natsuo. "It's Yuiko. I can't let her see me like this!"

"Ritsuka?" Yuiko walked up to the burgundy haired boy who was hiding Ritsuka behind him. "Who is this?"

"Oh come on Ritsuka," Natsuo grabbed the boy's wrist to pull him out. "Now's not the time to check out my butt." He winked at Yuiko. "Boys huh?" He was a devil. No, worse than a devil, he was satin himself. "I'm Natsuo!" He shook Yuiko's hand. "Ritsuka's my date."

"Oh…" Yuiko blushed. "Ummm Nice to meet you. I'm Yuiko, Ritsuka's ummm friend."

"Don't listen to him Yuiko." Ritsuka stopped hiding. "He's just a friend."

"Oh Ritsuka!" Yuiko finally saw the dress. "Yo- you're wearing a dress?!"

"Doesn't he look good in it?!" Natsuo giggled. "The blue really complements his skin."

The pink haired girl seemed stunned. Her best friend, the boy she had a crush on, was wearing a dress. Even more surprising, his dress looked better on him than her yellow sunflower dress did on her full figured body.

Ritsuka was blushing bright red. Thankfully it was dark and there were colored spot lights to blame it on. Curse Natsuo and this stupid girly dress!

"Here you go Yuiko!" Yayoi walked up holding a cup of red punch. "They just mixed it and-" The awkward boy's jaw dropped as he looked Ritsuka in a dress up and down. "R- r- ra –Ritsuka!"

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"What happened?" A teacher Ritsuka didn't know walked up seeing Yayoi collapsed on the ground.

"He fainted during a homophobic spaz." Natsuo explained.

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"What kind of music is this?!" A teacher yelled as a song about girls kissing other girls started blasting through the building. "This is highly inappropriate!"

"Hey guys!" Youji showed back up. "How do you like the music?"

"How on earth did you get the dad DJ to play this?" Natsuo giggled.

"Let's just say he's not the DJ anymore." Youji winked.

Ritsuka looked over to see the DJ table was unguarded. "I don't think I want to know." He shook his head.

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"Ritsuka…" Yuiko tapped the boy on the shoulder. "W- would you like to dance?"

"Ummm…" Ritsuka looks back at his friends for support. They just give him cheesy thumbs up before going back to rocking out themselves to a song about a circus. "Sure."

"You look really pretty tonight." Ritsuka compliments his friend while they danced. "Yellow is a good color for you."

The pink haired girl turned bright red. "Really…? Thank you Ritsu-chan!" She looked him up and down as if thinking what to say about his "outfit".

Ritsuka guessed what she was thinking. "Youji and Natsuo made me wear this. I told them I didn't want to but…"

Yuiko tried to stiffen back a giggle. "To be honest Ritsuka, you look better in a dress than I do."

Ritsuka blushed. "No… You're a girl. So you're made for dresses. I just look like weird."

"Hey Ritsuka!" Youji interrupted. "We're gonna' go get a prom picture taken!" He dragged the boy off with Natsuo tailing behind.

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*Youji hands PureYing a cookie*

Youji: You think and worry about Ritsuka too much. Why not worry about me?! I am much cooler.

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Youji be nice

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*Youji hands a special cookie with a smiley face decorating it to I-Yumi-chan-I* Youji: Thank you for saying I rock! *big grin* I am awesome aren't I? Oh and… Hey author! The reviewer would like to see Natsuo and I dance!

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Well then you'll have to wait for the next chapter Youji. =^.^= I can't write EVERYthing in one chapter. I have a life too you know.

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Youji: You do?! O.O