Chapter 1: Sensei is so hot!

It was the first day of my second year in highschool and there were already rumours spreading about the new teacher, who was apparently called Kamui Gakupo. The girls said he was a member of an ancient samurai family and he had amazing looks. According to the rumours, he was dating or had once dated the music teacher Megurine Luka, who was one of my favourite teachers.

I knew these rumours were true since one of the teachers was actually my friend - well, my friend's sister. Meiko taught art and her brother Meito was a really good friend of mine, so I naturally saw Meiko a lot since they lived together - Meito had some money-troubles because of all the manga and doujinshi he bought and couldn't get his own apartment. The last time I had been at Meiko's, she told me there was going to be a new teacher and that he was actually pretty hot. At first I thought it was just one of her bad jokes, but after hearing the rumours, I was confirmed that there was actually going to be a new teacher and that teacher was going to be hot.

"So, it's gonna be his class next", my best friend Len said at the lunch. Miku, who was sitting next to me pouted and muttered: "It's not fair... We don't have his class today."

Miku and Len's sister Rin weren't in the same class as me and Len, and they had Kamui's class tomorrow. I didn't give a shit about Kamui, but it seemed he had a girl-magnet. Seriously, the dude was probably some kind of a pedophile! So that's how I managed to hate him before even seeing him. But when we arrived to the class, I realized that he really was just as hot as the girls had described.

His soft, long, purple hair was on a loose braid, flowing down on his back. His eyes were intelligent, also purple-coloured, and seemed to see through everyone. He was also wearing glasses, so it must've meant that he wasn't wearing any contacts and his eye-colour was naturally purple - which I found a little strange. He was wearing a plain white button-down shirt and dark-coloured jeans. He was sitting by his desk, his long legs crossed, and he was reading some book while waiting for the rest of the students to arrive; me and Len were one of the first since excluding us, there were only three people in th class.

The moment I stepped in his eyes fixed on me and I immediately felt uncomfortable as they wandered along my body, taking in every glimpse of it. Even though it only took a few seconds, my first impression of him was that he was a complete freak. Luckily he was distracted since Len dragged me to the back of the class, where we always sat.

"What's wrong with him? He keeps staring at you..." Len muttered under his breath, sounding kind of frustrated, angry even. I blinked and answered quietly: "Maybe it's my hair... I mean, blue is pretty unusual colour."

Len scoffed and said: "Blue is nothing compared to purple. Looks fucking gay."

My eyes widened and I raised my eyebrow. Len never called someone gay in an offensive way and he never sounded so angry. I chuckled a little and asked: "What's the matter? You don't sound too happy."

"Well yeah, 'cause he won't take his eyes off you and it's annoying! I mean, just look at him, he's obviously some kind of freak!" the blonde replied, folding his arms. I decided it would be best to not response to that and sighed, moving my gaze to the blackboard and tried to ignore Kamui's stare.

When all the students had arrived, Kamui introduced himself, writing his name on the blackboard with clear kanji, and then called everyone's names to make sure everyone was there. Then he suggested each one of us would take turns and mention five things about ourselves to get to know to each other. I didn't like the idea, but no one else protested nor did I. The girls looked pretty excited anyway, since Kamui would tell five things about himself too. Still, I had no idea what attracted them so much about him.

In my turn, I simply listed five things I liked. Anime, manga, cats, music and of course, ice cream. When everyone was done, Kamui listed five things about himself: "I like eggplants and music. I'm from an old samurai family. I'm also going to teach kendo in the kendo club here. And if any of you forget your homework, you'll get detention. Is that clear?"

Everyone in the class - except Kamui - gulped. The guy was seriously scary! And who liked eggplants anyway? They're disgusting, just like all the other vegetables. Eww. But the girls of the class didn't mind at all. Some of them rose their hands and asked questions such as 'Is your hair dyed?', 'How old are you?' and the bravest of them all, 'Are you single?' Apparently Kamui's hair was indeed dyed, like mine, he was 28 years old and was single. Not that I gave a shit.

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When the class ended, Len was even more furious than he had been before.

"That son of a bitch... What the hell is he thinking, flirting with students like that?!" he hissed angrily as we exited the class into the mass of students.

"He's not that bad. And he wasn't flirting, he just answered the questions", I said, shrugging my shoulders. He didn't calm down at all, like I had wanted him to, and gritted his teeth for the rest of the day. I didn't like Kamui too much either, but he wasn't a criminal. There was no reason for Len to be so mad at him.

I kept my distance from Len for the rest of the day, knowing how... dangerous he was when he was mad. Seriously, he once threatened to steal all my ice cream... That time I kept my moth shut too.

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The next day wasn't too bad. The sun was shining, there was no single cloud in the sky and Len was happier than the day before - probably because there were no Kamui's class. The day went smoothly and soon I found myself walking in the mall with Akaito and his boyfriend, Mikuo.

Akaito and Mikuo had been now together for two months, which was a new record for Akaito. Then again, even a week would've been. You see, Akaito's longest relationship lasted five days. It would've been shorter, but the person he was with was so clingy - and made so delicious cookies - that it took longer for Akaito to leave her - or him. I'm not really sure if it was a guy or a girl since Akaito liked both chicks and dicks. And no, it's not me who came up with the 'chicks and dicks.' It's Akaito's thing.

So, the point is that Akaito really loved Mikuo and it could be seen clearly even from 10,000km distance. In a way, I would've never expected them to get together. Akaito was a devil straight from Hell while Mikuo was like an angel with his cute smile and... Okay, he wasn't as innocent as he first seemed. Trust me, I've been through nights sleeping next to their room.

But their relationship had its own good sides. For example, since Mikuo loved shopping, Akaito would carry all his bags and I could slip a couple of my bags into his hands too. And that's what was happening when we ran from a store to store, looking for a shirt Mikuo wanted. I was a bit bored since I couldn't buy much because of all the money I had to save for the next convention, so I wandered off on my own to look for a café with ice cream.

Unfortunately, I found no café, so I decided to go look for more clothes. After all, my old scarf was really worn-out by now since I always wore it, but no matter how simple it was, I never found the same one from the numerous clothing stores. And the exact moment I found the store where they sold one, a certain purple-haired teacher just had to step into the store. Not knowing what else to do, I hid behind a shelf of clothes and watched him from distance. When he was gone, I sighed and leaned against the shelf.

It was just my luck to do something so stupid, and the whole shelf fell and the next thing I realized was that everyone - including Kamui - was staring at me as I was blushing on top of the fallen shelf. It became even more humiliating as Akaito and Mikuo came in too and stared at me. It's not like it was Kamui's fault or anything, but I was really mad at him. Well, it was his fault, now that I think about it. Because of him, I hid behind the shelf and knocked it off. Then again, I had no reason to hide from him. God damn it.

Before the store clerk could come to me, Kamui kneeled in front of me, smiled and asked if I was okay. I blushed even more and nodded.

"Be more careful next time, will ya? What were you trying to reach anyway?" he asked, trying to not to laugh. I tried to figure out what was so funny, and then I realized that the shelf was full of stuff for women. You know. Like underwear.

"W- Wait, no! It's not what it looks like, I swear! I- I just tripped and fell on top of it!" I corrected in panic. I could hear some of the people around us snickering and some were whispering something to each other. Could it be more embarrassing? Oh, you have no idea.

"Kaito, what the hell are you doing? You aren't gonna buy that stuff, are you?" Akaito said loudly. So loudly that everyone in the store started laughing. At that moment, I did the thing anyone would do; I ran away. I ran all the way outside the mall and to the park next to it. I sat on one bench and tried to calm myself, but no matter how much I tried, I couldn't stop the tears. I'm a man, for God's sake, men don't cry!

After a while, maybe five minutes, of sitting there are crying, I heard a familiar voice near me: "Hey, you dropped this."

Kamui sat next to me and handed my wallet over. I took the wallet in my hand and wiped away most of the tears on my face with my sleeve.

"You know, getting into a situation so humiliating requires skills", he noted, the faint smile not leaving his lips.

"Thanks for reminding me..." I mumbled sarcastically.

"Well... I need to go now", he said and left. I held my wallet in my hands and wondered what had just happened. Did my teacher just mock me...?

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And of course, at the dinner, Akaito just had to tell dad about the whole thing. And they both laughed at it thing and even my cat seemed amused. That's why I sighed and left the dinner table earlier than usual. I didn't even eat ice cream for dessert - even though I told them to save some for me, but it's not like Akaito would ever do that. I went upstairs and drew myself a nice, warming bath. I usually like cold things like ice cream, snow, ice cream, rain and ice cream, but I loved hot baths. They relaxed me almost as much as ice cream.

I just hoped that the next day would be better.

A/N

Yay, the first chapter is here! What do you think? The next chapters will be longer, don't worry ^^ Y'know, this first chapter is A LOT better than the original first chapter...

Kaito: No it isn't! Why do you always make my life hell?!
Me: What do you mean always?
Kaito: First you make the one story and now you rewrite the whole shit and make me suffer even more!
Me: What can I say? I always make the ukes suffer. Have you ever read my GazettE-fics?
Kaito: I don't even want to! And why am I uke anyway?
Me: How do you know what's uke?
Kaito: ...
Me: Oooh, SNAP!