Yeah, I made this one on time. Yey! Well read and tell me how you like it.

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Chapter Three: School.

The next morning I woke to the wonderful smell of breakfast. It was six in the morning, an hour before Dual had told me to be up. So I slipped out of bed, made sure I was properly dressed for the day, and made my way towards the kitchen only to find that I was the last one to get up. Father, Duo, Dual were all already up and out of bed. They were talking, and rather then have the conversation switch upon my entrance I decided to wait and listen just out of sight behind the door in the dinning room. There I could hear them all clearly without being seen.

"We got an E-mail from Heero this morning," Duo said. I could now clearly recognize their voices so I knew exactly who was talking. "It's an emergency and we have to go to Earth. That means it's going to be just you and Kiyo for a few days."

"What's the emergency?" Dual asked. Silence followed and I thought they may have heard me, but after some minutes there was a response.

"The same as before," my father replied. "Don't worry though, Heero promised it wouldn't be anything remotely like last time."

"But all the same, you know what to expect Dual," Duo put in.

"Only a few days?"

"If it's more we'll send you a message," my father answered.

"If we can," Duo corrected just after. "Make sure Kiyo survives his first days at school. He's going to be a perfect target, being a year younger then everyone else."

So they were leaving? Just after bringing me here they leave? I wanted to cry, but that would have only made things worse. They would've heard and then I'd have to explain my eavesdropping. I had heard enough. I entirely forgot my hunger and sulked back up to my room in silence. A little while later my Father came up to tell me he was leaving on a business trip of sorts and that Duo was going with him. He promised it would only be a few days; he had no idea I knew he was lying.

"I'm sorry I won't be here tonight to hear about your first day of school. You'll have to tell me when I get back," he said.

I merely nodded in return.

"Well, Dual's going to be in charge while we're gone so listen to him please."

"I will," I replied half-heartedly. I still couldn't believe he was leaving me again.

"You know I wouldn't leave unless it was important," he said. He was worried. He knew I was upset.

"I know," I knew I wasn't making this easy on him. I didn't intend to.

He looked down at his watch then and frowned.

"It's time for you and Dual to be heading off to school. I promise I'll see you in a few days."

Little did I know that it would be far sooner then a few day's before I'd see him again.

I'd always been secretive about the fact that I was a year younger then the other students. I got promoted a grade in fifth, when they realized I was at an intellectual level higher then the average fifth grader, even higher then most sixth graders. I got perfect scores in all my classes and, had I allowed anyone to see my tests and papers, would have been treated like an alien. Not that I hadn't been treated that way already. I so wish it would have been the same at this school, but things started going wrong from the start. My first class was on Global Politics. Not an average course. My new school was a private school by the way, I learned that a little later but that's sort of important to know to understand what happened in my first class of the day.

So I walked in after one of the school administrators who handed my transcript over to the teacher and left promptly. The teacher was a woman in her late thirties with dark brown hair and green eyes. She seemed nice, but that niceness didn't keep her from initiating the second worse day in my life.

I stood there tensely as the teacher read over the transcript, in great detail I must add. Everyone else in the class of about 20 had their eyes on me. I took one glance at the bunch then quickly lowered my gaze. All of them looked to be from well off families, High Upper Class was my final conclusion. That could present a problem later. Actually it would present a great problem later, especially with the other boys.

"Kiyo Winner, from the Winner family?" the teacher asked me, surprise clear on her face.

I didn't answer, not really sure at the time what she meant. No one had ever paid so much attention to me, and now I had the entire class hanging on my words. It shook me deeply.

I had hoped she'd give up once I proved I wouldn't answer, but she persisted further.

"Are you the son of Mr. Quatre Winner?" she asked.

I knew the answer to that, but wasn't sure whether I should answer or not. So I hesitated, and inadvertently gave my answer.

"Well you must be," She said after a moment, coming to her own conclusion.

After that she continued reading off my transcript. "Age 14… you're too young to be in this class."

I paled as most of the class gave out a gasp. I didn't really want them to know that. Please, no more for today… I thought. But it was far from over.

That done the teacher had finally put my transcript down on her desk.

"Now where to put you…" she said aloud as she looked over the classroom for an open desk. There were a few that I could see; one was next to a girl who was chatting loudly with those around her, another was next to a boy with glasses who had his full concentration on the textbook in front of him, and the third was in the midst of a group of boys all of which were eyeing me with mock kindness. I hoped for the seat near the kid studying but I was denied my wish as was becoming quite the usual occurrence.

"Go sit next to Jake and his friends for now," she said while pointing to the desk in the midst of the group of boys. I nodded and slowly went to sit at my new desk, quite apprehensively. They all looked like your average bullying group, which really didn't frighten me because I could hold my own if I wanted to, but they were all about twice my height and size.

"Hey, new kid," I heard from my right. I turned towards the sound and the next thing I knew a pencil was flying straight at my face. I barely dodged it, but sat back up to find most of the class laughing at me. I knew this day was going to be a long one.

At about eleven the bell rang signaling lunch. Without hesitation I grabbed the lunch I'd made this morning at home and followed the crowd to the lunchroom. There were only a couple hundred students at this school I'd found out and all ate lunch at the same time. So I did the obvious thing and looked for Dual. I found him after a few minutes, but he was surrounded by a large group of giggling girls his own age. Not wanting to bother him or be a nuisance I went to find somewhere away from everyone else. I had just located the perfect spot and sat down when I was confronted by Jake and his groupies. They walked up to the table I was at and surrounded it. I paid them no mind though, thinking it was probably just mistaken identity, and continued removing my lunch from the paper bag it was in.

"Hey, new kid, what do you think you're doing?" Jake asked me after a few seconds of observation.

"I'm eating. Do you have a problem with that?" I replied. I really wasn't in the mood to play games, and the whole "new kid" thing was starting to annoy me.

"What if I do?" he retorted smugly, thinking it was the perfect comeback. His friends around us all imitated the same annoying smug smile. It was pathetic to watch.

"Guess you'll have to live with it," I responded promptly. All his friends made mock looks of surprise at that.

"Did you hear him Jake?" one of his friends asked him wide eyed. The boy had raven hair and a very malicious disposition, one almost rivaling the one Jake had. "Guess he doesn't know the way things run around here."

"We'll have to give him a little lesson then, won't we," Jake countered most menacingly. I felt more then saw the kids behind me move, and dodged out of their grasps just in time, ducking out of their circle through the opening they formed as they were about to grab me. I wasn't fast enough though; two others had me before I could sprint away.

"LET ME…." But the rest was cut off as a hand fell over my mouth. I was keenly aware of being dragged away until all of a sudden I spotted someone's fist coming straight at my face. After contact my world swam in darkness. As I tried to get my eyes focused the second blow came, this time to my stomach. I doubled over, but was kept up by whoever was holding me.

"Think he's had enough?" I heard someone say.

"Doubtful, two more should do it."

I braced myself for another hit, one that never came.

"You leave my brother alone bastards!" I heard distantly, recognizing the voice as Dual's and nearly crying out in joy.

There were shouts of surprise all around me, and whoever had been holding me suddenly let go, causing me to fall into…grass? I guessed that they had dragged me outside, which had proven true I later found out.

"Hey, Kiyo, are you ok?" I heard from beside me now. I forced my vision to focus and saw Dual there beside me, looking concerned.

"They surprised me, or I would have had them," I said softly, knowing full well that that was not the case. I wanted to sound like I had at least partially been on things…yeah, right.

Dual knew full well I was bluffing but managed a laugh at that.

"Come on, let's get you to the nurse and hope dad and Quatre never find out," he said with a small smile while helping me up to my feet. He was so nice, I was really thankful to have him as a brother, even if he wasn't really. I didn't think the day could get much worse, but it could…and would.

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well, that's chapter three. I hope it was enjoyed!

Lil' Miss Tipsy: No, Kiyo's clueless to that. And no, he won't be with Dual. Dual actually has a GF. As for the other's they'll all be introduced by chapterfive or six depending how things fall. Phoenix will be in the next chapter though for sure. Thanks for the review and I hope you liked this chapter to.