The chapter is dedicated to –Don'tSayGoodbye-, she guessed the lyrics right.

I'm so sorry; truly I am, for not updating in such a long time. I started two more stories, a Naruto one and a Harry Potter one, so if you're yaoi fans that like Sasu/Naru and Draco/Harry, you should read them, I think I did an alright job.

I would like to take the time to thank:

xHinata Uchihax

Chochowilliams

Deadly-moon

Kasumi-Hayashibara

Wild Dragon's breathe

Panicchannel

Vanessa S. Quest

Takara94

Fouloldron

This is the revised version of chapter six: I hope you like it. You may notice that some things are quite similar; I just added more to it!

Chapter 6: So I heard

Wataru brushed his brown locks from his face, wiping his face off the water that still clung to his skin like water crystals; he caught his reflection in the mirror. The weekend had been somewhat peaceful, if you could exclude meeting Kazuki and being called a whore by some girl.

'It's all because people can't see. I look like a guy.'

Wataru was still in denial about his effeminate looks, but he didn't have time to ponder over it right now, he was almost late for school.

He downed down a glass of orange juice, munching on toast, as he watched the news on the small TV on the kitchen counter.

"The weather is going to nice throughout the day; a cool breeze should be sweeping..."

Wataru flicked the TV off, and quickly gulped down another glass of orange juice. His sister had already left ten minutes earlier, since her school opened early. His mom was already at work, so it was just him.

He hoisted his bag onto his shoulders, and left the house, firmly shutting and locking the door behind him.

Hands in his pockets, Wataru made his way to the bus stop, leaning casually against the pole. Usually Kawamaru would be waiting for him at the stop, but today he was at home in bed sick with the flu.

So Wataru had to put up with the bunch of girls that also waited at the bus stop.

Only this time Wataru suspected something was up. It was almost a strange force in the air, the girls were actually silent.

His blue eyes wandered over to them and noticed that the girls were whispering fiercely, huddled together, every now and then glancing at him.

'Okay," Wataru thought, as one girl glared at him, before ducking back down to talk.

The bus pulled up, and Wataru couldn't have been any happier.

He got on the bus, and quickly headed to the back, trying to find a seat away from the girls. They followed him midway, before stopping to sit down.

Wataru spent the ride to school glancing out the window, but he noticed with slight curiosity the more girls waiting at each stop. Like the girls at his stop, they were huddled together, all silent coming onto the bus. They sat with the girls from earlier, before breaking out again into frantic whispers.

'Something is up, but what I have no idea?"

Wataru felt himself shiver, as a pack of girls glanced up and glared at him in total unison.

'Okay, this is totally weird.'

The bus stopped, finally, and the girls got off. Wataru waited for the last girl to get off, before he himself got up and exited the bus, scurrying to the entrance of their school.

Again more girls, staring at him, before huddling in their group and whispering; were looking at him momentarily before looking away.

Wataru couldn't take it anymore. Something had to be said, and something had to be said soon or else he would go crazy.

He stood up, slamming his fist on his desk. This sudden outburst of rage, startled the occupants in the room, but nevertheless caught their attention.

"What the hell is going on here? Why are you girls looking at me, as if I did something wrong? What is it, tell me."

Silence.

Then before his eyes, the girls parted way, their ringleader stepping forward.

He should have known it was Mai Tachibana, self-proclaimed fan girl number one of Yuichi Kazuki.

"You want to know what's up," she asked.

'Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.'

Wataru nodded, hesitant, but he was eager to know.

"Tell me."

Mai glared, her brown eyes narrowing in disdain.

"There's a rumor going around that Kazuki-sempai is in love with you."

Wataru found his mouth suddenly dry.

"What do you mean 'in love with me'," Wataru hissed.

"I don't know? Why don't you tell me?"

She slammed her hands down on Wataru's desk, making him jerk back in shock. Mai sure was aggressive.

"Someone noticed him fighting a guy over you, and yelling out, Stay away from my boyfriend!" she said, emphasizing on boyfriend strongly.

"We hate you," glancing back at the girls behind her, who nodded their head in agreement.

"You stole our Kazuki-sempai from us, and we can't accept that."

She paused, staring off into the distance, in deep thought. A conflicted look came over her face, almost as if she was broken. In all his time knowing her, Wataru had never seen such a defeated look on her face. She turned to him, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You don't understand anything at all, you just don't," she whispered softly.

"You're beautiful."

Again that word, Wataru was tired of hearing that word associated with him all the time.

Wataru scoffed, frowning, shaking his head, denying the sudden statement. "No, I'm not. I'm not beautiful in the slightest way, at all. I'm plain and I'm ordinary. Nothing special to me."

"No," Mai countered, shaking her head. "You may not see it, but we do," she said, glancing back at the rest of the girls, gesturing to all the people in the room.

"You walk in here, all perfect like. I'm envious of you; we're all envious of you."

"Yeah," one girl piped up, "you come in here, all pretty and I always wonder 'what does he do to look that good?' I can't even achieve looking naturally good, the way you do."

Mai nodded, "We girls, we love Kazuki-sempai. We try to look our best for him, we try to capture his attention, we want him to pick one of us to love, and cherish, but we're rejected every time. Then you come along, you get more of a response in a minute, then we could ever get in a semester. All you do is walk by him, insult him, fight with him, and he looks at you with more emotions then we have ever seen since starting high school. We see the look in his eyes, every time you're mentioned, he's in love. Do you know how much that hurts?" Gripping her clothes, that covered her heart.

Wataru shook his head no; he didn't know how that felt at all.

"It's painful...it's a blow to our womanly pride. We're not enough to satisfy him, we can't make him happy. He prefers a guy, that doesn't know how good he has it, over girls, who would do anything for him. You take him for granted, and as much as we hate to say it, he loves you more than anything."

'Love," Wataru thought, 'Kazuki loves me?'

"You're wrong," Wataru said, shaking his head even more frantically, "He can't love me...I mean, me...why?"

"Wataru, you are so clueless, you have a great guy in front of you, who clearly loves you, yet you would rather be in denial than admitting it."

Mai sighed, running her fingers through her wavy hair, biting the bottom of her lips; almost as if she was hesitant to say.

"I hate you."

Wataru rolled his eyes, "I can tell."

"No," she said, "I really hate you, but Kazuki likes you, and I still don't condone the relationship, but I want him to be happy, but know this Wataru, if you screw up, we're swooping down. We girls still think Kazuki deserves more than you, but somehow he likes you. So you have to make him happy.'

Wataru smiled softly, and Mai smiled back slightly, "Thank you, Mai."

She frowned, and stuck her tongue out at him, "Whatever, but you need to go see Kazuki, he came to school kind of moody, and we, as his loyal fans, are worried, so go cheer him up or else."

Wataru scrambled out of his seat, nearly tripping over the leg.

"Yeah, did you happen to see where he went?"

Mai pointed to the ceiling, "he went to the roof, I tried to follow, but he told me he needed to be alone. You may still be able to catch him, and remember, make him happy."

"Got it."

Wataru ran out the door, weaving his way through the throng of people still lingering in the hallway. Before he knew it himself, he was standing at the base of the staircase, thoughts brewing in his head.

He needed to know the truth, and what better then hearing it from the person, that's concerned in the matter, as well.

He needed to know, did Kazuki...really love him?

He spotted Kazuki standing in front of the fence, looking down. He sighed, trying to calm down his beating heart. He walked forward, stopped, glancing back at the door.

Maybe he didn't want to know the truth, maybe he should just leave.

No, he couldn't. He needed to know, and he would know now.

"Hey, Kazuki."

His breath was caught in his throat, Kazuki's golden eyes penetrated deep within him. He really was beautiful, he could admit that.

"What is it, Wataru," concern laced in his voice.

"We need...to talk?"

I hope you guys like this version of chapter six, and let me know what you think. I think this was way better than the previous one.