School Days

by: schu-chan

WARNINGS: Shounen-ai, AU, um...

disclaimer: they're not mine. you know who they belong to. *sigh*

ANYWAYS....

Kathleen: eheheheh. finally got it up. update ur fic too, tenshimeino-san. (kekeke...). anywaaaays... remember to review! okay?

Ky: hi! um... lessee... update compition soon... ish....... i left u a review so you already kno what i think of it. update a lot and often! and review mai chapter 2! popsicle scene! waaai!!!!

~CHAPTER 2~

"Sensei, have some juice." Nagi accepted the drink, thanking Omi with smile. Omi blushed, bowing as he left. Swallowing the fruit juice quickly, he entered the faculty room.

"Yo, Nagi-chan!"

Nagi and Crawford scowled. "Schuldich, be more professional."

"Schuldich-sensei, how many times do I have to remind you not to call me that?"

Schuldich just grinned at them. Nagi sighed and sat at his desk.

"So, how are you students so far?" Farfarello sat in a chair, sipping coffee.

"All of my students are great!"

"Mine are okay. One of them's really really nice."

"I have an idiot."

"Do you?"

Crawford nodded and began to read his New York Times.

~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Oi! Omittchi!" Omi looked up and smiled.

"Ken-kun! Ran-kun! Yohji-kun!" Omi stood from the bench and waved. They sat together, eating their lunches as they talked of how the day had gone so far.

"Omi, how's the first day of school? Good?" Omi blushed brightly and nodded. Yohji raised an eyebrow.

"Sooo... are there any cute guys?" Both Omi and Ken flared.

Grinning, Yohji asked, "Who is it? Who? Come ooon, guys, tell me!"

Ken grinned. "The English teacher. "Then, he frowned. "I don't think he likes me much..."

Yohji and Ran's eyes were as big as basketballs. "Crawford-sensei?!"

Ken nodded. Yohji burst out laughing. "You don't have a chance, Ken."

When even Ran said that he didn't have a chance, Ken stuck his tongue out at them both.

"Why not?"

"That uptight guy? Might as well be trying to get with an inorganic species. Ran and I are surprised that he's actually Schuldich-sensei's best friend."

"Whose?"

"The physic's teacher."

"Ah."

"He's so open and cheerful. Crawford-sensei... he's... cold, closed, uncaring, he has no compassion, he's totally -"

"Okay, I get it. Geez."

~*~*~*~*~*~*

In the faculty room, Crawford sneezed.

~*~*~*~*~*~*

Three Months Later...

Ken sighed. Why was he being called to the faculty room? *I hope I'm not in trouble.*

Ken entered and froze. "What are you doing here?! Shouldn't you be at work?!"

"We've come to say good-bye to you, KenKen."

"Eh?"

"You'll have to live alone for a while. Your father's been offered a job in America as a Japanese ambassador in Los Angeles!"

Ken stared at the 2 smiling figures in front of him.

"Well, good-bye, son! We'll miss you."

She gave him a hug, saying, "We've set up a bank account for you. The bills are being sent to us. Bye bye."

They kissed him and left. Ken stared in shock at the space before him (previously occupied by his parents). He stumbled and fell.

"Hidaka-kun!"

"Hidaka!"

Ken suddenly started crying. "Most parents take their kids with them when something like this happens!"

The teachers stopped in their tracks. They had never seen Ken cry before. Ever.

"Kami-sama, why did you give me such shitty parents?!" He stood and began to leave, mumbling an apology.

"Hidaka." Ken stopped.

"H-hai, Crawford-sensei?"

"Pack some things. I'll pick you up at 6:00 PM tonight."

"Eh?"

"I can't let a minor live alone. You're my student, so you'll be living with me."

The room filled with surprised sounds from everyone. "Eeeeeeehhhhh??"

~*~*~*~*~*~*

"I don't understand why I've gotta live with him... It'd be worse than living with Ran!" Ken complained to Omi, Yojhji and Ran as he threw clothes into a suitcase. Ran threw a pillow at his head and he ducked, laughing. He tossed in some other things he would need and sighed.

"He's so frigid... What am I going to do?! And he probably lives in a crummy apartment, seeing that he's a teacher!"

Ken angrily threw his laptop into the suitcase and began to close it.

~*~*~*~*~*~*

"What do you mean, 'Why?'? He's a teenager. He can't live alone and since I'm his homeroom teacher, he has to live with me."

Schuldich grinned. "Do you like him, Brad?"

"Iie. Urusai."

"But Braad, why else would you do it?"

"He's my student."

"So?"

"Don't you have two teenagers with raging hormones waiting for you?"

Schuldich pouted but left.

~*~*~*~*~*~*

Ken dumped his suitcases into the trunk of Crawford's car.

"Get in."

"Hai."

Ken sat silently as Crawford drove. When they arrived at a small, quaint home, Ken's jaw dropped.

"You live here?"

"Iie. I need to drop something off for Nagi."

Crawford grabbed an envelope and rang the doorbell. Ken watched as Nagi came out with a scowl on his face.

"Here."

"Thanks."

Ken stared as the young teacher pulled off his shirt as he entered the home, yelling, "Be right there, Omi-kun!"

Ken's face flared. *OMG! I can't believe he's going that far with a teacher!*

In the back, Omi was lying down on a floaty, trying to get a tan. Nagi joined him on another floaty.

~*~*~*~*~*~*

Ken sighed. "How far is your place, Crawford-sensei?"

"Around the corner."

They pulled up next to a huge building. Ken followed him in.

"Crawford-san! Who is this?"

"Ken Hidaka. Make another key for him."

~*~*~*~*~*~*

They entered the room Ken was to use. "Dinner'll be in thirty minutes. Wash up."

Ken nodded woodenly. To his surprise, Crawford lived in a luxurious apartment. He was to stay in the guest room until his parents returned. He quickly took a shower and hurried outside.

"D-do you need any help, Crawford-sensei?"

"Iie. Sit."

"Hai."

They ate silently until Ken spoke up. "Sensei?"

"Hn."

"Why... did you take me in?"

"You'd probably become lazy and not do anything but play soccer and skip school."

Ken smiled sheepishly. "You're practically failing English."

"I have a 71%! That's a C-! It's okay!"

Crawford gave him a cold look. Ken sighed. "Sumimasen."

Crawford's look softened. "Do you want a popsicle or ice cream?"

"Hai! Popsicle, please!"

Crawford went into the kitchen and came out with a bowl of vanilla and a popsicle. He gave the popsicle to Ken.

"Let's eat it out on the balcony... it has a nice view."

Crawford stared out at the city, eating his ice cream. He turned around to leave when he saw Ken. He froze.

Ken ran the tip of his tongue from the base to the tip, sucking gently at the tip. Crawford's eyes widened as Ken thrust the popsicle past his lips, sucking. Ken pulled it away from his lips, sighing happily.

"Tastes soo good..." Ken licked his wet lips and lapped at the popsicle with his tongue before sucking on it again.

Crawford left quickly. In his room, he let out a deep breath. *He's your student! And a minor! And a guy! Don't be turning into Schuldich!*

~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Wake up!" Crawford stared at the empty bed. *Eh?*

He heard the front door open. Ken came in, tossing a soccer ball on the ground. "Ohayo gozaimasu, Crawford-Sensei! You're already dressed and stuff... you wake up pretty early, huh?"

Crawford nodded. "Where'd you go?"

"Huh? Oh, I," Ken quickly pulled off his sweat-soaked shirt. "I saw a park nearby while we were driving here so I went there to do some morning exercises."

Crawford nodded again and left the room quickly, saying, "Hurry. I have a morning meeting."

"Hai."

Crawford sat down at the table, drinking coffee. *Kami-sama... he's beautiful!*

He sighed as he tried to shove the alternating images of Ken eating a popsicle and his half-naked body out of his head.

*Stop thinking things like that!* Crawford groaned and buried his head into his arms. *I'm not a perv! Why is this happening to me?!*

"Crawford-sensei? Are you okay?"

"Ah." Crawford straightened and sighed almost inaudibly. He continued to drink his coffee.

"Do you have a blender, Crawford-sensei?"

"Bottom cabinet left the sink."

"Arigatou!"

Ken pulled it out and grabbed some things from the refrigerator. Ken grabbed the coffee from Crawford and dumped it into the sink. "Oi!"

"Coffee's bad for you, Crawford-sensei. Here, have this juice."

Crawford stared at the cup full of green... liquid before him. "It's good for you, Crawford-sensei. I got it from an instructor I used to have. I drink a cup every morning."

Crawford stared as Ken picked up an almost identical cup - almost identical because his had more of the foul-looking stuff - and drank it in three consecutive gulps. Crawford sniffed it and scowled.

"I'm not drinking this."

"Datte... I made it just for you..."

"I don't care. I'm not drinking this."

Ken sighed and took it. "I... I guess I'll drink it tomorrow."

Ken wrapped the cup and trudged to the refrigerator. Crawford almost called him back to drink it but only told Ken to hurry.

"We have to go."

Ken followed silently, thinking.