Hey there everyone! I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter, and also went back to read chapter 31. Just to make myself clear/repeat myself, it was left out before, so please do read it or else some things won't make sense!

Thank you so much, lovely reviewers of last chapter, aka JusTheUnderdog, Oo-Violetmoon-oO, Madame Pika, agroxneko, Chaos Blademaster, sunflowers, flamealchemist15, Depthmon, Paulagirl, and Pickledevil. ^^

Specifics:
Madame Pika: Wow, thank you so much for all that information! (files it away) It's really helpful for "converting" this fic and also in other fics I'm writing. That's a really detailed sheet your Japanese teacher told you – I wish I could take Japanese! But I'm terrible at languages… I will try to make school (at least for the third years! xD) more intense and realistic. Anyway, all your information was a big help and I hope I can get all the details right!
flamealchemist15: Yes, there will be a sports festival. C: And as for their homerooms, their school is weird and "experimental" so their homerooms are really just their Seminar Groups. For bigger events where more people are needed, Seminar Groups join together based on a random selection. xD
Pickledevil: Thanks for reading! ^^ And reviewing three times. C: Yolei does have siblings, but they still haven't appeared in the fic. o-o; Weird huh? I think I remember her being the oldest, so maybe one of them will be a freshman next year. All the things on the little surveys were intentional, though for the life of me I can't remember why I had Cody leaving out his last name. Maybe because he was nervous and forgot that he was in a much bigger school? I seriously can't remember. xD But Davis isn't a good speller, and if you notice grammatical mistakes in his chapters, that's because it's his "voice" too. xD

Okay, chapter time!

:: thirty-five : sunday, sex, and senpai : cody ::

It was Sunday afternoon and I had just finished practicing kendo with my grandfather. He was right, I had had enough time to practice and get all my homework done even though Ken had slept over on Friday.

It was funny how often Grandfather was right.

Anyway, I'd been thinking a lot over the weekend. Big surprise, right? All I ever did was think. But this was different. Even while I was practicing with Grandfather, I just kept remembering Friday night. Saturday morning? It was so… so… different. From what I was used to, and from the basic direction of my life so far.

I'd never snuck out of my house before. I didn't think I ever would. I thought that that whole kind of world was so far beyond me – Cody! Was I still the same person? I kept replaying it over in my head. But it wasn't like I was watching my own actions. The only way for me to actually understand it was through someone else's eyes.

Cody Cody Cody. The good little boy who still got red when other people talked about sex; the one who did all his homework and ate his vegetables and always went to sleep before eleven (wasn't that late?). Yes, that Cody had snuck out of the apartment at some ungodly hour of the night with his friend – he had friends? – and had gone down a few blocks to a 24-hour convenience store where he'd actually bought ice cream (yes, he'd had it that late!), talked to a girl (sort of), and maybe, just maybe acquired his first crush.

When I looked at it objectively like that, it made more sense. Even the crush part.

I'd been thinking more about that, too.

I'd decided that maybe it was a little bit of a crush. Maybe just a tiny one. But what was wrong with that, anyway? Other people got crushes. Other people went out with other people! Other people married other people and had babies with other people and those babies did the whole cycle all over again, all with other people! It was only natural to have a crush. If you looked at it as just a way of furthering human existence, it wasn't something weird or foreign. Everyone who was human must have had feelings like that!

Wait… Furthering human existence?

That meant… reproduction.

Sex.

…I didn't want to have sex with Yolei! No way! I was too young! That was just… I mean… maybe someday… When I was older, and she was, and, um, we'd been boyfriend and girlfriend for a very long time, and we loved each other fully and completely, and then graduated from high school and college, or whatever it was we ended up doing, and had well-established careers, and met each others' families and gotten married?

…Now I sound like a pervert for thinking about that kind of thing!

Okay. Erase all that. Please! I'm not a pervert! And the fact that I was, right now, heading down to Yolei's family's store just meant we were a little low on milk. It had nothing to do with whatever feelings I had for her!

I opened the door and stepped inside. I remember seeing my face on the glass as I entered the convenience store; it was too eager, and my cheeks were pink, and I looked so, so young. Much younger than Yolei did.

Not that she was there, or anything.

…I have to admit, I was a little disappointed.

A woman who looked a lot like Yolei, but older (I guess that's obvious, because I called her a woman, and Yolei was still just a girl, right, even though she was older than me) smiled at me from behind the counter. The store was empty, except for her. "Hello there!"

My face turned even redder as a though occurred to me. Uh oh. It was her mom! This wasn't considered meeting her family or anything, right? I wasn't ready to go to that level yet! No, this couldn't be happening at my young age!

I'm kind of ashamed at what I did next.

…really ashamed.

It was because the whole meeting families thing was on my mind. I turned and ran out of the store as fast as I could.

Yeah, truthfully.

I was running away so fast that I nearly crashed into a group of older boys. I came close, anyhow, and had to stop short. They were all glaring at me.

I recognized them from school.

"Look, it's Odaiba High's baby," one of them said, mockingly. Because I didn't already know how young I was! Still, it didn't make me feel horribly ecstatic to hear.

"I'm surprised he's let out of the house alone," said another.

"Well, even though he's just a little kid he's supposedly some genius."

"Not smart enough to learn how to act like a real high school student, huh?" another one asked.

I had no idea what to say. My stomach hurt. They were all so tall, and seemed so much older than I. You know that feeling, when you're in school? Even though someone's just a grade older than you, it seems like they're in a whole different universe. They're older. Well, that was how it was for me, only to a much greater extent. They were probably three years my senior.

I guess the term "why don't you pick on somebody your own size?" had never occurred to them. Just my luck.

"Not old enough to learn how to talk, huh?"

"…Excuse me," was all I could muster. I tried to step around them, but, like an army, they prevented me from it. They almost created a wall.

"Learn some manners," one of them spat. "Don't you know we're older? We're superior to you, stupid little freshman! Not that you're a real freshman anyway."

"Sorry… Senpai." There, that should make him happy. How was I going to get out of this?

"It's Hayashi-senpai, stupid. What, you don't know my name? I heard you were some kind of kendoka." His words were cold. He seemed really… threatening.

"Yes, senpai." My heart was beating fast. He told me his name, but I had a feeling he didn't actually want me saying it.

"Come on, Satoshi, let's get out of here," one of the boys said. It looked like he was easily bored.

"This little kid here actually thinks he's a kendoka!" Satoshi Hayashi snorted. "How can he even pick up a shinai? He's too small!"

His friends chuckled. But it seemed they obviously wanted to leave. I didn't even know how this guy had heard about me. It's not like I was famous! I was invisible Cody. And why did it matter that I was a kendo student?

"Let's go. I think the baby needs to have his diaper changed."

They stalked off, sneering. Thankfully! I hurried past them, telling myself to breathe normally or they might really make fun of me.

Why did some upperclassmen know about me and practically hate me? What had I done? Right then, I was just too relieved that they were gone to worry about this.

I half-walked, half-jogged all the way home, my heart thumping in a kind of irregular way the whole time.

-x-

Poor Cody. D: Next chapter features Davis, and hopefully supplies some details with the night of the party! It doesn't have a name yet. Yeesh, I'm sucking at that lately. D: Please review!