AN: So I finally updated... the new schedule for uploading is now every two weeks on Monday.

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*After Classes* (before the encounter of Tadashi/Alan)

"Father, we need to talk." Mr. Kane stated as he entered the Principal office without even knocking first. "Why didn't you tell me?" He demanded.

"Oh, so you have met him already then." The Principal said as he left the papers he was revising already getting an idea where this was going.

"Yes. But no thanks to you, father. Why wasn't I told that that particular student was on my class?" He demanded looking into his eyes, leaning his hands on the Principal's desk. "I knew there was a Black, but I didn't know that it was that Black!"

"I thought that it was the best way for you to actually meet him. He is amazing isn't it?" He said. "It's amazing how he was able to overcome so much on his short life. Losing both parents and his ability to walk in just one night." He stated sadly.

"It's almost impossible for me to look at him and not see my dear Lily. He looks so much like his mother. Fiery little thing she was. He has her eyes and her personality." His father continued rambling as he pulled a photo frame from his desk. There he was, twenty years younger with Lily next him, both wearing the ceremonial graduating robes, it was taken just after they recently graduated. "Wonderful girl. I always said that Shinobu was a lucky man for marrying her."

Alan didn't say anything and just approached the window behind the Principal desk, ignoring his father. Looking outside he saw young Black with an unknown teenager. He could tell that he wasn't studying here as he wasn't wearing the school uniform.

He quickly looked away when he saw them standing close and leaning against each other for a kiss, seeing them together stirred something dangerous on him, possessive even. He closed his hands on tight fist making his knuckles turn white. He should get himself in check. It won't do to indulge on childish behaviors.

His father followed his gaze and saw young Black and gazed back at him with a knowing glint on his eyes.

"I remember that you were quite taken with him even if you were just a little kid." Mr. Kane said. "You were just eight when it happened." He said looking at a picture of a seven year old Alan with a three year old Haru on his arms, taken a year before the fateful incident. "But you shouldn't get too close. You are a teacher now. Remember that. It would be improper if you were to indulge with a student. The prestige of the school would be at stakes and so will be our names."


Alan returned to his classroom, starting to clean the board when he noticed that there was a book under one of the desks.

It seemed that a student forgot about it. Picking it he inspected the cover. It was one of the class books, flipping the cover he noticed 'Haru Black' written on a corner in small letters.

If he recalled correctly, Black was sitting a few desks to the left. What was this book doing there in the ground?

Frowning he took mental note to observe young Black closely, but first he had to find out whose desk was it, after returning the book to his respectful owner.


Meeting the 'boyfriend' was a bit of a peculiar affair.

He seemed of the same age as Black, tall, slender, black hair, and brown eyes. In fact, nothing special.

Black could have done so much better. He frowned, 'No,' he thought.

He deserved better.

And he was going to show him.


AN: Ironed and edited some issues.