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Princess Morbuck thought she would never eat in such an uncomfortable place in her life.

She could feel hundreds of glares boring into her back.

Why did he have to sit opposite her!?

Why did he choose her, over so many pretty girls who would have killed to be sitting next to him?

Just look at him!

From his forehead to the bottom of his chin, it was all high quality and why the hell does he still look so familiar to her!?

Have they met before?

"What class do you have next?" The cause of her current problem said, having finished half of his food.

Princess Morbuck's snapped out of her inner rant and said. "U-Uh, Art"

"I've got Art to" Blade said, not knowing the situation he was putting her in. "Which room?" he asked.

"B2, I take life drawing" Princess Morbuck said, proudly, the art class here was something to be envious about, plus she can gloat about her amazing drawing skills.

Blade took out his time table from his bag and looked for the room number for the next class and said.

"It looks like, we're in the same class" He said, smiling. "We're art mates"

Princess Morbuck paled.

The glares increased tenfold.

Ch 5: Get naked and Get Fabulous.

Both of them arrived through taking an elevator, into the state of the art classroom, the drawing desks were set up and each desk had its own name plank on it, engraved in golden letters.

Blade suddenly felt very awkward knowing he was the only one in class that didn't have their own drawing desk and he stuck out like a sore thumb, the professional art instructor couldn't help but notice him standing there, like an idiot, when everyone else had taken their seats.

"Hello" The man said, with a French accent. "Can I help you?" he said, not at all surprise to see him wearing a boy's school uniform, the man had been studying the basic of the male and female forms for half of his life, so it was no wonder he saw things that nobody else saw the first time, like how Blades jaw line was more angular than a female's and the Adam apple that was beginning to form, on his neck.

There was no doubt in the man's mind that he was male.

"Yeah" Blade said, feeling very awkward. "Hi, I just transferred to this school today and this room was my time table"

The man immediately looked at his clipboard for a name, transfer students weren't anything new to this school, students transfer in and out all the time and said. "Name?"

"Blade. Blade Vance" He said, proudly pushing down the shame he felt for no longer going by his female name.

The man looked down looking for the surname 'V' and saw his name and said. "Oh, yes. Mr Vance, welcome to Richard Kingsley. Your transfer was so sudden that we haven't had your desk, that your father paid for ready yet but it will be ready, at the beginning of next lesson, so if you don't mind. Would you like to be our model just for today?"

You could just see the heads nodding furiously in synch with each other, strangely enough both male and females nodded.

The message was clear.

They wanted to see him strip.

"You mean get naked and stuff?" Blade said, he had no problem getting naked but still, he couldn't get naked in front of strangers unless he was in the changing rooms.

"Not really getting naked" The man said, "You'll be made to wear a short cloth around your waist, you can feel free to do anything as long as you stay in a pose comfortable to you"

"Anything?" He said, he had a game on his phone to get back to and said. "Alright, were do I change?"

"Behind there" The man said, pointing to the silky pair of curtains at the back. "I will call for a fresh pair of cloth while you undress"

"Okay" He said as he went to the curtains and went behind them, dragged them across and began to change, the students outside were disappointed to only see his black shadow while he changed.

A laundry women came with a freshly heated loincloth and placed it on a nearby bench near the curtains for him to see before walking out.

Blade took the cloth and wrapped it around himself, it felt like wrapping a warm fluffy pillow around his waist before he stepped out, all eyes were on him as he walked slowly to the middle of the room and took a seat, in his hand was his phone.

Most of the females in the room had hearts in their eyes and tried to hide their blush while the males were disappointed to see that he was indeed male, just like they were, but that only made him hotter in their eyes.

They all wondered who would be the first to make the first move.

"Everyone, you may now start" The French Art teacher said, as they all raised their pencil and began to sketch him from their own angle.

They just sat in silence and sketch while he was busy playing the ever annoying yet addictive game, flappy bird on his phone.

A heater was brought in sometime and he was told to change poses and he decided to get fabulous.

He struck a strong man pose and showed off his muscle toned abs, much to most of the people in the room delight.

Time for him went too fast for his liking and he was soon asked to change back into his school uniform which he did, he found that his uniform was neatly put together on a chair and he managed to stop himself from sulked at the loss of the warm cloth around his hips.

He changed back into his school uniform, much to many disappointments to see him fully clothed once again.

And was Princess Morbuck face red?

And why did it feel like she can't look him in the eye like many people in the room, right now?

"Class, you may all go" The instructor said. "Make sure to do loads of outside drawings. The more you do, the better you will become"

All of them got up to leave.

"Oh and Mr Vance, I assure you, your desk will be ready by next lesson" The man said, as Blade trailed behind Princess Morbuck's out of the classroom.

"I've got maths next so I think this is where we split ways" He said, as Princess Morbuck's, still couldn't look him in the eye, for some reason and immediately split from him the moment she could, while he followed the directions on a nearby map.

Maths was a whole lot more interesting than what he experienced so far, for one thing, the class was smaller than an average class, the teacher and his assistant had time to come to all of them one by on and they were rewarded every time they finished their work or answered a question correctly and the atmosphere of extreme pressure wasn't there to.

There was no Blossom always raising her hand up and making her look like an idiot when Buttercup didn't understand a question.

This was a welcome change.

And for some reason he found out that he could actually put his hand up and answer the questions, it was like his whole brain was now open to a whole new world out there that wasn't noticed before.

He could actually say that he was smart with his performance in class backing him up.

Then came the lesson he had been waiting for.

PE.

He and many other boys were taken to a large changing room, that was equip with cubicles in case they wanted some privacy while they changed, which included him surprisingly, because the way the guys around him, were staring at him as he began to take off his shirt, just creeped him out.

Just what were they looking for or hoping to see?

He was now, dressed in a tight fitted blue and yellow striped T-shirt along with branded shorts and professional trainers.

As he walked out, he could have sworn someone touched his butt when he went to join the rest of the boys, at being told by the instructor to start running on a super long race track.

A class or two full of girls and Princess Morbuck's were outside also in their PE kits, some girls looked like they didn't want to put the effort into sweating while others were trying to see what the boys were doing without getting caught by the instructor.

"Is that him?" One girl whispered pointing to Blade who began to run and was soon catching up fast to the front of the line.

"So the rumours are true" Another girl said. "He really does look like a girl"

"I heard that he knocked out, a guy three times his size" Another girl said.

"Really?" Someone else said.

"I heard that he posed naked for art class" Another girl said, "I heard he not only has a six pack but he's packing heavy down there" making someone of them blush.

"I wonder if he's got a girlfriend" One girl said, "I know I wouldn't mind being his girlfriend" she said in a slyly voice.

"Oh, please" Another girl said, brushing her off. "If you become his girlfriend than I'll buy you food for a month. The chances of you having a boyfriend like that, is the same as everyone suddenly deciding to wear green on the someday. You don't stand a chance"

"Hey, girls, have you noticed that some of the guys seem to fancy him too?" One girl brought up, it was true some of the guys, were looking at Blade as he bent down and stretched.

"Ah, it's true" One girl noted before sounding annoyed. "My own boyfriend is staring at his ass! The nerve!"

"Well who could blame him?" One girl said, "He does a nice piece of ass. If I were him, I would turn gay too, after all he could pass as a girl. Just slap a wig on his head and get him into someone women clothing and bam, you could have sworn that he was a girl. Any guy can walk hand in hand with him down the street and nobody would ever guess that they weren't a natural couple."

"True, but nobody steals my boyfriend and gets away with it!" The same girl said, "If it wasn't for the fact that he's a boy, then I would declare a family feud!"

"Like that would ever happen" One girl said, "After all, it's a well-known fact that your boyfriend is notorious for being a playboy, he's probably cheating on you with three different girls right now." making the girl growl.

# On the Pitch#

The soccer balls were out and there was three lines made up of boys, all lined up to take shot at an appointed goal keeper, they all took turns shooting but when it was Blade turn.

He took a step back before running up to the ball and doing a heel flip, stepping back and doing a backwards flip in mid-air before kicked the ball.

Hard.

Nobody expected him to do that and defiantly not the goal keeper, as the only record of the ball even entering the net was the sound of a loud buzz sound, passing through the goal keepers right ear.

The instructor and many others were in shock.

Such a weak looking and thin guy had performed what they only saw on TV!

Suddenly the pitch was filled, with the screams of at most twenty girls screaming and cheering him on, now knowing he wasn't just hot but athletic as well.

And as for the guys, they would have all been envious if they weren't in so much shock as Blade went to the back of the line to wait his turn again.

It was safe to say, that, not just the Karate teacher would try and recruit him.

"A-ANKI!" the short guy in front of him suddenly wiped around and clasped his hand, startling him.

"What?" He said, as his brain struggled to catch up.

"You were amazing anki!" the short guy said, he had big blue eyes and blond hair, the boy clearly had foreign blood in him.

Anki? He thought and said. "And who are you?"

"Oh, right" The guy said, actually seeming surprised before he said. "My name is Remondo Ciccolella, the third, and as you can see, I'm not really that tall and my face is quiet famine, I'm not that great at sports so I'm teased a lot. I was thinking of dropping out of anything athletic next term"

Great so what does that have to do with me? He thought.

"But then I saw!" The guy said, making him blink. "You're not really that much taller than me and your face is lot more feminine than mine but despite that, your strong and very athletic. You're my ideal man!"

I-Ideal man? He thought, well there goes, thinking that there was hope for him to be feminine, gone down the drain as he looked at the guy who was smaller than him, looking up at him with stars in his eyes.

"I want to be just like you" The boy said, "Blade-Sampai please take me under your wing! I want to be manly just like you!"

And Blade, thought he should be happy but instead he found that other boy's words trouble him and said. "U-Uh, fine"

The boy gave out a whoop and said. "I won't take your teaching lightly!"

"…sure" Blade said, wondering if he just got a disciple.

#After PE#

"Blade-Sampai" Remondo sang, for the hundredth time.

"Yes?" Blade answered, resisting the urge, to grit his teeth.

"Will you follow me to go shopping tomorrow?" Remondo said.

"And why should I come?" He just had to ask, since when did two guys go shopping together?

Alone.

"Because, I want to buy new clothes, in hopes it would make me look more manlier" Remondo said, "If someone doesn't go with me, I'll end up getting kitten themed clothes again" he know he shouldn't but they were just so cute!

"Seriously?" Blade said, he couldn't believe it and said, "Fine, but don't you think you need a girls touch on stuff like that?"

"True" Remondo said, looking depressed, he didn't have the guts to go up to one and ask for them to accompany him.

Just than Blade saw Princess Morbuck's leaving and get an idea.

He walked up to the girl and tap her shoulder, the girl turned around to find the same guy again.

Numerous eyes immediately fall on them as he said. "How would you like to go shopping with me, tomorrow after school?"

And everyone thought.

A DATE!?

The Princess, face burned bright red and it changed to several different shades of red before she could stutter out. "S-Su-rrre" before doing the strangest walk Blade had ever seen in his life to her limo.

"Good news, I've got one more person joining us" Blade said, to Remondo who looked happy to have more friends. "So where are we going?" he asked.

"Just some town called Townville"

And Remondo would never know, how much Blade heart sped up, hearing that one single word.

And scene!

Next chapter, the Princess is disappointed to find out she wasn't asked out on a date but instead has to go shopping for some guy she doesn't even know, while Blade begins to encounter his previous classmates one by one and has a shocking encounter in the men's public toilet with none other than Butch! This chapter will be both funny, awkward and will end with a shocking twist, that will leave Townsville in shock over a mistake, that has far reaching consequences. Review/ Fav and follow!