Perspectives Shifting
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this story they belong respectfully to Haruichi Furudate.
Warning: Themes of shounen-ai/yaoi/homosexual relationships and whatever, you know all that good stuff, fluffy and also some mild OOC-ness… and timeskip's… If any of this bothers you then you have the option of not reading.
Music: "Mr. Cool" by J-MAN
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"Yo, my name is Kuroo Tetsurou and for this term I'll be your new literature teacher. I hope we get along well!"
Kei couldn't help but stare at the school's new instructor with narrowed eyes. Was it right to feel insulted? Because he sure as heck was baffled by Kuroo sensei's display. Actually, how in the world did he manage to get hired in the first place? If this was the principle's way of trying to give the school something fresh, he definitely failed in that category. If anything, he was degrading their school's reputation. Minus the swooning girls in the classroom, it was easy to see which male student was awestruck or envious of the amount of attention their new teacher was receiving.
Kei heard a classmate whisper behind him to a friend. "Twenty bucks says he's going to bang a student later this term."
"You're on."
Without meaning to, Kei snorted at the conversation and he shifted his gaze off towards the window so as not to look suspicious. However, he wasn't quick enough in hiding his amusement and to his surprise found himself coming face to face with Kuroo in no time.
"Do you find something funny, Tsukishima-kun?" Kuroo asked, his hands pressed atop of his desk surface.
Seeing as Kuroo was getting up into his personal space, it irked Kei greatly and his narrowed eyes intensified as a result. As much as he wanted to share a few biting words, the fact that all eyes were on him and the new teacher was another thing that annoyed Kei to a large extent. Faking a smile, as sad as it was came easily to Kei and so he grinned, widely (almost mockingly) if only to dispel some of the intimidating air he'd created.
"Forgive me Kuroo sensei, I just couldn't help but notice how popular you'd gotten in such a short time."
"Oh, ho, ho?" Kuroo grinned down at him, leaning towards Kei ever so slightly. "Well I'm quite flattered by the attention if I do say so myself and speaking of which, I will be wanting your eyes on me soon enough since class is about ready to start for the day, Tsukishma."
The silvery glint that shown in Kuroo's smoldering dark eyes made Kei's heart pound suddenly and his breath hitched at the double meaning behind his words.
No way…
Nodding his head stiffly, Kuroo gave Kei one last grin of satisfaction before turning his back to him and returning to the front of the room. When Kuroo was finally a considerable distance away from him, it was then that Kei inhaled sharply, the oxygen finally filling his lungs and sending a rush to his brain. Kei hadn't even noticed that he'd stopped breathing for a moment and it shocked him significantly.
As Kei sat there, doing his best to control his suddenly erratic breathing, he detected the scent of strong incense and it tickled his nose in a rather annoying way. It wasn't the typical store bought incenses either, the more his mind pondered on it and looking back at the front of the class, his eyes fell on Kuroo once more. It took a great amount of concentration but Kei mentally trailed the scent, starting from his desk and following it until his gaze landed right back on Kuroo again. The older man seemed to notice his wandering stare this time, observing him closely now and when their eyes met, Kei stiffened up instantly.
Kei hadn't considered the notion before—not in a long time at least but as his thoughts swirled around the idea, he couldn't help but find himself becoming distressed now. Acting as normal as possible, he nearly breathed out a sigh of relief when class was finally dismissed for lunch. Kei took his time, not wanting to rush and as he left the room with the second wave of students out the door, he couldn't help but feel as if he was being watched suddenly.
Don't turn around, he told himself, ignore it!
"Tsukki, are you alright?" Yamaguchi asked, coming up next to him. The freckled faced teen hadn't said anything beforehand but now that they were outside of the classroom, he noticed immediately how quickly his friend's demeanor had changed.
"I'm just peachy." Kei tried not to growl. "I have some important matters to discuss with Daichi so eat lunch without me."
"Alright then." Yamaguchi replied, stopping in his tracks to turn the other way. "Whatever is bothering you must be serious if that's the case."
Kei nodded before taking his leave. "Very, now if you'll excuse me I need to make a call."
Hiding out behind the school and double checking that there was absolutely no one within ear shot of him, Kei pulled out his cell phone and pressed the speed dial. On the third ring, Daichi picked up the line and Kei rejoiced inside as a result.
"Kei?" Daichi's voice sounded surprised and Kei didn't blame him for reacting in such a way. "What's up? You don't normally call at this hour."
Taking a deep breath, Kei looked around the area again before speaking low into the phone. "Daichi, I think we have a problem on our hands."
"What do you mean?"
Kei could imagine Daichi's expression on the other end. It wasn't very hard to do and he pictured the way the older male's brow would furrow, how he easily got down to business and became serious at the right moment. It was probably what he liked best about Daichi, the man never beat around the bush. "I don't do things based on instinct alone, you know that better than anyone but for some reason, I get the sense that the literature teacher that's just been hired—he may very well be an undercover exorcist."