A/N: This is my first chaptered story. Hopefully you'll like it :). Please read and review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade.
Warnings: (for the whole fic) Shounen-ai.
A faint clicking sound of iron tipped boots hitting the floor echoed in the empty hallway as a teenaged boy with two-toned blue hair rounded yet another corner.
The building he was in was big and easy to get lost in. The walls were the colour of red brick making a nice contrast with the light grey tiles of the floor. On the walls, there were some more or less artistic works of art and on the floor next to the walls were benches and dark grey lockers. The hallway was well lighted due to the big windows opening the view to the large yard with an area of gravel, a massive stone fountain in the middle of it and an almost never-ending grass field behind it with some trees scattered all over it offering a protective shadow for people outside enjoying the sunny morning of early autumn.
The boy soon came to a halt as he walked into a small lobby. He looked around noticing an unoccupied desk, which undoubtedly belonged to a secretary. The boy turned his deep crimson eyes to gaze at a dark wooden door on his right side. The door had a 'Mr Clayton, the Headmaster' written on it with black letters. He glanced at a clock on the wall informing him it was five past eight in the morning. He was perfectly on time.
The boy walked to the door and knocked on it lightly. Immediately he heard the sounds of rushing and swearing from the other side of the door. Not long after the door flung open revealing a brown-haired woman, possibly in her middle forties, smiling somewhat nervously at the boy who merely glared at her his face emotionless. Inwardly he was smirking, but of course, he would not show it to the woman.
"Ah, good morning, how can I help you?" The woman asked straightening her rather short red skirt.
"I have an appointment with the Headmaster," the boy answered with a cold tone.
"Oh, yes indeed, come in," came a new, this time male, voice. The woman stepped aside letting the boy enter the room and went to sit at her desk in the lobby.
The boy closed the door behind him and stepped further into the cosy office. It was quite a big and furnished with matching colours; everything was brown or reddish. On one of the walls there were huge dark brown bookshelves full of books and other objects. Near them were two brown leather couches and a wooden coffee table. In one corner stood a big globe, most likely hiding bottles of brandy and vodka inside of it, and a plant almost reaching to the ceiling. In the middle of the room there was a big wooden desk and behind it, sitting in a comfortable red chair, about a middle-aged man. He had a short dark blond hair and friendly blue eyes.
The man motioned the boy to sit down on a chair in front of his desk. Then he checked his calendar and turned to smile at the boy, who had done as he was told and sat down.
"You must be Kai Hiwatari?" The Headmaster asked. The boy just nodded, "The new student," the man said more like to himself as if trying to internalize the situation. Then he smiled again, "Your very first day at a new school. You must be exited!"
"Not really," Kai answered monotonously. To him the Headmaster seemed to be kind of lost, like he didn't understand this was a senior high school, not an elementary school, and that Kai was actually sixteen and not six.
The smile on the Headmaster's face faded and he cleared his throat muttering something about kids' attitudes these days, "Well, anyways, I'm happy to have you here Mr Hiwatari," the man said typing something on his computer, "I believe you met the guidance counsellor yesterday and you chose your courses to study and made your timetable with him. Am I correct?"
"Hn," Kai replied with a small nod.
"So, I guess that's it then. If you have nothing to talk about then you are free to leave for your first class," the Headmaster said smiling. Kai nodded and stood up picking his black shoulder bag up from the floor, "If you ever have anything to ask or something please come see me, okay?"
"Sure," Kai said sweeping some escaped slate-coloured strands off his face. The Headmaster wished him good day as he opened the door and stepped out of the room. Without bothering to reply Kai closed the door behind him and walked past the sweetly smiling secretary.
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At the same time, another teenaged boy ran through the hallways and up the stairs until he reached the third floor. He stopped in front of a dark wooden door, which was perfectly similar with all the other doors on the hallway, and took a few deep breaths. Then he knocked on the door a few times.
After a while the door opened. About a thirty-year-old brown-haired man looked down at the boy with a raised eyebrow, "Good morning, Mr Kon," the man glanced at his wristwatch, "You're fifteen minutes late this time, this must be your record so far," he turned his gaze back to the black-haired boy in front of him. The boy was still panting slightly from running.
"Yes, I know, I'm so sorry, Mr Garnett," the boy apologized. The teacher shook his head slowly.
"Really, Mr Kon, this isn't good. The new semester started only a week ago and you already have been late nearly every day. Why can't you even try to be on time? I'm afraid I must drop you off the course if this doesn't change."
"But I'm trying! It's not my fault I can't get up in the morning," the boy tried to defend himself.
"Ever heard of an alarm clock?" A new voice joined the conversation. Both the teacher and the black-haired boy turned to look at the owner of the voice. A few steps behind the black-haired boy stood another boy dressed in black iron tipped boots, black baggy pants with chains hanging on them, a black sleeveless shirt and a white scarf around his pale neck. The front of boy's hair was slate-coloured and the back dark blue. The boy's face was rather interesting; he had two dark blue triangles on each of his cheeks and a ring on the right side of his lower lip. He also had two silver rings on his left and one on his right earlobe.
The boy smirked rather evilly as the black-haired boy locked his amber eyes with his crimson ones. The owner of the amber eyes clenched his teeth.
"I have, thank you very much," he scowled and turned back to the teacher, "And I even have one, but I always accidentally turn it off and continue sleeping."
"Well, that's nice, Mr Kon," the teacher said staring at the new boy, "And who might you be?"
"Kai Hiwatari, Sir," the boy answered. Mr Garnett frowned and motioned both of the boys to stay where they were and walked into the classroom to his desk. He hastily browsed through a pile of papers.
"Aha," he said after finding what he was looking for, "Take your seat, Mr Kon, and come inside, Mr Hiwatari."
"Thank you, Sir," the black-haired boy muttered walking to his seat next to a window at the end of the classroom. The other boy stopped in front of the class waiting for what the teacher had in mind.
"Okay, everyone, this is Kai Hiwatari. He will be on this class from now on," the teacher announced gaining everyone's attention, "Do you want to introduce yourself, Mr Hiwatari?"
"No," Kai answered coldly.
"Okay, then please take a seat so we can continue the class," the teacher pointed at a seat at the back. Kai walked to his seat and sat down missing a death glare the amber-eyed boy sent him from the other side of the classroom.
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Three hours later at the lunch break, Kai was in the top floor of the four-storey school building. He was sitting on a big windowsill writing in a notebook. Vaguely he heard soft footsteps approaching and then stopping only a few steps away from the windowsill.
"Move, Hiwatari," a soft but demanding voice said making Kai lifted his eyes from his notebook. In front of him stood a boy, slightly shorter and smaller than himself. The boy had beautiful golden eyes and raven black hair reaching all the way down to his ankles. His hair was wrapped with a white band matching with his white tight long-sleeved shirt. As a bottom he had dark, a bit girlish, stonewashed jeans held up with a simple black belt. On his feet he had black Chinese style shoes. As an interesting extra, the boy had his nails painted with black nail polish and a dark grey ring on his left auricle.
Kai raised an eyebrow at the boy, "Why should I do that?"
"Because it's my spot," the raven-haired boy said folding his arms over his chest.
"Isn't that kind of childish?" Kai said laughing, "Besides, it didn't have your name in it, so now it's my spot."
"Okay, I might be a bit childish, I know, but so are you," the other boy said getting slightly annoyed.
Kai choose to ignore what the boy had said and turned his attention back to his notebook, "Why don't you just find another spot and leave me alone," he said offhandedly.
"Because this is the only peaceful place in this damn building," the other boy stated now even more irritated as the other one didn't pay attention to him.
"I thought so too, until you showed up," Kai muttered under his breath. The black-haired boy sighed deciding that arguing with this guy wouldn't lead to anything and dropped his bag to the floor after taking a chocolate bar from one of it's pockets. Then he sat down at the other end of the big windowsill Kai was sitting on ignoring the glare the other boy was directing towards him.
Silence fell upon the two boys as Kai concentrated on his notebook and the other one just stared out of the window quietly eating the chocolate bar he had taken from his bag.
Half an hour later Kai stood up as the school bell rang ending the lunch break. The dual-haired boy shoved the notebook in his shoulder bag and was about to leave and go downstairs when he noticed the other boy had fallen asleep.
"Hey, Kon. Wake up," he said. The other boy did not respond in any way. Kai sighed and walked closer. He carefully poked the boy on the shoulder with no effect. Damn it, he thought frowning. He leaned closer to the boy's left ear, "WAKE UP!" He yelled. The boy snapped his eyes open and looked at Kai, terrified expression written all over his face.
"Why did you do that?" he asked. Kai merely showed his wristwatch before the boy's face. The boy looked at it his eyes slowly widening, "Shit!" with a lightning speed he stood up, grabbed his black bag and ran to the stairs. There he remembered something and turned around, "Thanks, by the way!" He said before disappearing.
"Whatever," Kai muttered to himself and followed the other boy.
A/N: I won't be updating probably in a few weeks due to my busy Christmas holidays but I'll try as soon as possible. Please review.
Merry Christmas everyone :).