I don't usually write on weekends, but I'm sick and need something to do. So, enjoy the chapter.

Dedicated to: my friends, and of course Chibi-tan who claims she is going to murder me in my sleep.

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"Miyagi?" Shinobu asked, opening the door to the teacher's apartment. He was glad Miyagi had given him a key, otherwise he'd probably be stuck banging on the door all night.

"Brat, didn't I tell you things weren't working out?" Miyagi asked, taking a drag on his cigarette.

"Why not?" Shinobu asked, sounding exactly like the whinny teenager he was.

"I am a teacher and you are a student. That's illegal."

"So what? It's all the same once I graduate."

"No, it isn't. I'm seventeen years older than you. Not only do we have nothing in common, we're also both men. Now, what do you think your friends would say if they found out you were dating someone over twice your age? What about another guy? Do you really think society will let this go on because we claim to love each other? Do you know what they'd call you?"

"Miyagi that's not fair. And I told you before; I don't care what anyone thinks. I love you!"

Miyagi sighed, taking another drag, "Shinobu, I don't love you at all. I've only been using you. Honestly, you are probably the most annoying person in the world, and that's way no one will ever care about you."

"Stop lying!"

"In fact the only reason I'm telling you this now is because I care more about my job and myself than you. I'm not going to jail just because some stupid brat wanted to whore himself off."

"Stop it!"

"Get out of here. Go back to Australia or somewhere. Find someone else to waste your time with."

"Miyagi, I only want you."

"I told you, I don't like you. Go away." Miyagi said, turning his attention toward his TV and ignoring Shinobu.

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Miyagi heard the door slam behind Shinobu. He wanted to chase the boy down. He wanted to apologize for everything he'd said. But he knew it was best for both of them if Shinobu would just move on. That was the only answer.

Miyagi knew Shinobu was probably worst best thing that was going to happen to him so late in life. Or was it the best worst thing? Did it even matter anymore?

If only Shinobu would avoid him, Miyagi thought. He stared at the moving pictures on the scene, though he wasn't really seeing it. He was still thinking of Shinobu. It wasn't like the boy to give up like that. He'd be back. He would force Miyagi to pay attention to him.

Miyagi knew that he'd only end up back in the same mess when that happened. There was still the running away option. But Miyagi didn't want to run away. He wanted to stay, and he wanted to see Shinobu again. All he had to do was force himself to be mean to him, like when Shinobu first started pursuing him. And he could always ignore the boy when he brought up destiny and that garbage.

Ignore Shinobu, he thought, yeah, right.

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Hiroki was typing away at his laptop, while his new "friend" babbled on and on about his life. Hiroki pretended not to be listening, though it was obvious he was because what his was typing looked like this: jdgjfkjzkhgflnbn.

"So, you have no idea who your real parents are?" he asked suddenly.

"No,"

"Wow, that's…"

"What about you, Hiro-san?" Nowaki said cutting him off.

"My family is normal I guess. Except for some reason my mother likes Akihiko more then she likes me."

"You know, whenever you talk you always end up talking about him." Nowaki said, irritated. Hiroki had never seen the smile leave Nowaki's face before, even when he was talking about his parents, so he was slightly shocked at the cold tone Nowaki was now using toward him.

"Ah, well… He meant a lot to me. We're best friends…"

"The reason you were crying before, that was because of Akihiko wasn't it?" Nowaki asked.

Hiroki didn't answer, he went back to typing. Actually typing.

"You know, I'd never make you cry like that," he said putting his hands on Hiroki's shoulders. Hiroki, who hadn't even heard him get up, turned in his head to look at Nowaki, who leaned in to kiss him.

Hiroki ended the kiss incoherently, because he tried to turn toward Nowaki and fell out of his chair.

Nowaki laughed and muttered something about "how cute Hiro-san" is.

"Stop saying that!" Hiroki yelled, looking for something to throw at him, "I am not cute!"

"Yes you are," Nowaki replied dodging the paperback novel Hiroki threw at him.

Hiroki got up, still blushing from when he'd fallen. Nowaki attack him again, and Hiroki let him. Of course he wouldn't admit that he actually liked it. He could never admit something like that. But it was nice to have someone caring about him for once.

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"I swear if I have to listen to that song one more time…" Misaki threatened as he and Sumi stood in line for the usual serving of trash the cafeteria gave them.

"It's not that bad. I kind of like that band," Sumi said.

"It was okay at first, but after listening to Love Drunk forty times in a row because they're too busy to take it off repeat, tends to leave you somewhere between suicidal and homicidal. I'm seriously debating either killing Takahiro or myself."

"Wow," Sumi said as they walked to their normal lunch table.

Misaki still didn't like all of Sumi's friends but it was better than dealing with Abichibi-chan. What did Takahiro see in her? So far Misaki thought the girl was annoying and self-centered. At least she wasn't stupid. He could tell she was smart, because he'd seen her doing Math-24 with her locker combination.

But it really didn't matter in the long run, because she was just annoying. Misaki was starting to feel bad for Akihiko. Imagine having that girl chosen over you, he thought. Then he remembered that Akihiko was a freak that sexual harassed other guys. He was still trying to decide how he felt about Akihiko. Sometimes he seemed okay, other times he was just weird. Maybe at least they could allay against their common enemy Abbi-chan.

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"What are you doing here?" Miyagi asked, as Shinobu entered his room 5th period.

"You're supposed to be tutoring me." The boy said, sitting across from him, "Or should I tell my dad to forget it since we're not sleeping together anymore? I'm sure he'd find that very interesting."

"Fine," Miyagi said, picking up the nearest book he could find and opening it.

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Takahiro sat between his best friend Akihiko and his girlfriend Abbi-chan. He smiled before asking the whole table, "Anyone want my cookie?"

The school's cookies were sugar-free, and somehow they'd managed to make the sprinkles stick without icing. Most students didn't like them, but a few brave souls would eat them.

Nowaki took it. Hiroki begrudgingly sat next to him, and handed over his own cookie. Nowaki muttered something that caused Hiroki to blush and whack him over the head. Takahiro watched them with slight interest wondering how Nowaki had managed to become Hiroki's friend so quickly. He was still under the impression that Hiroki only whacked his friends like that.

"I heard they were starting a writing club here." Takahiro said, "You should join in, Akihiko."

"I might," he said, "I don't usually finish the stories I start though."

"You always finish that online crap." Hiroki muttered, "And I swear if you use my name again I'm going to throw your flash drive into Tokyo Bay."

Akihiko's eyes widened, as if he were seriously afraid of losing everything he'd written. Then again, for someone like Akihiko that was probably like threatening to murder his parents. Only worse, because he hated his parents. "Y-you wouldn't."

"Maybe not, but I bet Nowaki would." He said, "Think I should show him?"

Akihiko laughed and twisted his friend's words, "Nah, save it for your wedding."

Hiroki looked like he were about to throw something, but there weren't any books within reach.

"Should I ask?" Nowaki said, glancing between the two.

"No," Hiroki told him.

"When does the group meet?" Abbi-chan asked Takahiro, sliding her tray closer.

"You write stories?"

"Yeah," she said, "Only when I get bored though,"

"Oh, okay cool. I think it's on Wednesdays after school." Takahiro said, "If both of you are going, I will too."

"I'm not," Akihiko said, "I don't have time."

"Oh," Takahiro said. He tried not to look too disappointed. He really wished he didn't have to give up spending time with Akihiko to be with Abbi-chan, nor the other way around. Maybe if he got Hiroki to help, they both could probably talk Akihiko into going. But he probably wouldn't like it anyway.

"I am, come with me, Taki!" Abbi-chan said excitedly.

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"Everything that's happened so far is all that girl's fault." Hiroki said bitterly as they went to dump their trays.

"You're too hard on people, Hiro-san," Nowaki said, though he was still smiling.

"It is. If she hadn't shown up, things would be back to normal."

"Takahiro still would have found someone." Nowaki understood a little of the drama that was going on. And he knew that it was mainly caused by Takahiro's new girlfriend.

Hiroki hated to admit it but Nowaki was right. They dumped their trays and started walking back to their table.

"Let's ditch," Nowaki said suddenly, pulling Hiroki toward the doors.

"No way, they'll notice."

"So what?" Nowaki said, "Life's too short to be worrying about other people."

"Seriously, let go. Akihiko will never let me live this down." Hiroki said as he was pulled into the hall.

"But Hiro-san, you're just too cute. I don't want to share you."

"Idiot," Hiroki said, as Nowaki kissed him.

"I bet that classroom's empty," Nowaki said pointing to the Literature room on the other side of the hallway. The door was closed and as far as they could tell the light was off. "You wanna…"

"No!" Hiroki said, whacking him, "Now let's go back before we get caught."

"If we are, you can just blame everything on me."

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By the way, that is exactly what my school's food is like. Okay, I have nothing to write here. So, review!