A/n: Well, I finally decided to get up off my lazy butt, turn off my new mp3 player, and get back to writing this fic. ^ ^;; Sorry 'bout that! Gomen!

Thank you, all you kind people who left reviews for me! And no flames yet. *huggles Arigatou gozaimasu!!! Just had a little too much sugar for my own good…

Ok, ok, I'll stop ranting now, and get onto the story, the 1x2 story, not 2x4, cuz like I said in the prologue, the pairings change! But I promise I'll be nice to poor Kat. After all, he is my favorite character. I'm not that cruel!!

This chapter won't be that long, still, since it's sort of part of chapter one. ^ ^;; Gomen, again!

Disclaimer: Don't own it, wish I did.

Warnings: shonen-ai (I think you know that already), teensy bit of angst

Chapter 2- I'm rooming with a psychopath

We pulled up to the front gate and got out of the car. The guard (yes, a guard o.0) called to the main office to let them know we had arrived, and told us to wait while some administrators came to take my bags. Not that I had that many, being the son of a preacher and all, but who cares.

It was about ten minutes before a tall man showed up and took my bags. The guard motioned for us to follow, and we complied. Once inside the gate, I realized how huge the school was. There were lots of buildings, and they looked old. Really old. Like, my grandfather old. And that's saying something. The buildings were nice nonetheless, and looked like they had been fixed up a bit.

We were led down to the main office, a small building off to the side of the campus. We were greeted by a rather old man, and he seemed to be about as old as those buildings. And like I said, that's saying something. But I'll cut that ramble short this time.

He welcomed us to the school, and started off on how the school would build my character, or something like that. I wasn't really paying attention. Eventually the administrator returned and was instructed to show me around the campus. He introduced himself as Treize Kushrenada, and apparently was also in charge of the boys' dorms.

He began to show my mom and I around the school, pointing out the usual things like the cafeteria, the gym, the classrooms, etc. I didn't pay much attention to that either, since I had been given a map of campus earlier, anyway. Eventually we made it over to the dorms. Well, the boys' dorms anyway, since the girls stayed on the opposite end of campus. For good reasons, I guessed.

A bell went off as Mr. Kushrenada started talking about the dorm rules and such, and I noticed the students filing out of buildings. None of them looked to be in great spirits, and I sighed inwardly. This is gonna be a rough year…

One student in particular caught my attention as he made his way over to where my mother and I stood. He had dark brown hair, and looked to be around my age. The little radar in my head started going off. Hot guy alert! Unfortunately, I was brought out of my thoughts by Mr. Kushrenada trying to get my attention. I blushed slightly as he gave me a disapproving glare. Oh, shit, he probably knows now…"Mr. Maxwell, I would appreciate it if I could have your attention just a few minutes longer," he stated sharply as I reluctantly turned my attention back to him. "I know this is a lot to remember, but it would help if you listened now instead of looking around the campus." Or not…

I pretended to listen for the next five minutes, then he told me I was free to go to my room now. We had free time until dinner, so I could unpack and get settled. I thanked him as he turned to go. When he was gone, I gave my mother a hug and turned to go inside. She caught my hand and smiled sadly at me. "We all love you Duo. Your father will see that soon enough. And feel free to call me on Sundays while he's preaching his hypocrisy." She rolled her eyes. "I love you Duo. Don't forget that."

I smiled at her and told her to say hi to Kat for me. She told me she would, then left. I almost cried, but I wouldn't let myself. I don't need any more bad impressions, and boys aren't supposed to cry. Or so I told myself.

~*~

My room was on the top floor, room 514. I sighed when I realized that meant I'd be taking the stairs, five flights of them, every day. Apparently they haven't heard of elevators or something.

I eventually reached the top floor and walked to the end of the hall. 510…512…514. I stopped in front of the door. I wonder if I have a roommate… I turned the key in the door and stepped in slowly. I saw that half of the room already had someone's stuff in it, and I groaned. I knew it'd be hard to keep my secret from him, whoever he was. That thought brought me once again to the present, as I realized I was still standing in the doorway and had no idea who my roommate was.

I put on my trademark grin as I walked through the door. "Hey, I just got here about an hour ago. I'm Duo Maxwell. And you are…?" My cheerfulness faltered as the room's other occupant turned around from his seat at his laptop.

"I thought they said the new student was a boy," he said coldly, turning back to his computer. Shit, it's the hot guy again. This is bad. Wait, he just called me a girl! Ok, I'm slow on the up-take, so sue me. .

"Hey, sorry, man. Just trying to be friendly." I threw up my hand exasperatedly, flopping back onto my bed. "And I am a guy, thank you very much."

"Even better- now I'm rooming with a queer." This time I didn't even get the courtesy of him turning around. Now that made me mad. And trust me, that's not a good thing. Too bad I can't do anything about it without giving myself away. People always mistake me for a girl, but that still went just a little too far.

"Nice to meet you, too," I grumbled sarcastically, sticking my tongue out to his back. Yep, I'm mature. Oh well, life's more fun that way.

When I still had no response after about five minutes, I rolled off my bed to unpack. Clothes, CDs, posters, a few random mangas…that was about all I brought. So, needless to say, the unpacking went rather quickly. I pulled out my CD player and headphones, flopping back onto the bed. Always a nice escape. And I really needed one right about now. Not only are my family and boyfriend gone, but now I'm stuck rooming with a psychopath. I guess I must've drifted off, because the next thing I knew it was a quarter to six. Luckily dinner wasn't till six so I still had time to get there. I doubt that asshole would've woken me up if I'd slept any longer.

He was shutting off his laptop as I stood up from my bed and stretched. I figured I'd try again. "'Bout time for dinner, I guess. Is it far to the cafeteria?"

He paused and glared at me, continuing to put things away. I noticed for the first time how clean his half of the room was. What a neatfreak. Great, another thing for him to torment me about. I looked back to my half of the room, which was already messier than his despite the fact that I had only been living there about two hours.

I saw Hot Guy (as I have now named him…yeah, he's an asshole, but he's still hot!) grab his jacket and start to leave the room. "Guess I'll see you at dinner, then," I said, still grinning. He gave me a weird look then slammed the door after him.

He really needs to get that stick out of his ass, I thought to myself as he stomped down the hall. I blushed when I realized how I'd put that.

This year's gonna be longer than I thought…