Repeat

It was unusually quiet in Potenza Hall. Not that it was completely silent; there was tons of activity going on. Boys in the lounge or in their rooms, playing video games and whatever else it is teenage boys do on a Tuesday night. But it was slightly quieter than was normal.

That's because the Terrible Trio was holed up in Chris and Shio's dorm…studying?

"Kookaburra sitting in the old gum tree~"

"Shio, I actually want to pass my French exam so please shut the fuck up."

"You're so mean to me Duncan," the Asian pouted from his perch on his bed down to Duncan who was on the floor, chewing on a pencil, an open book in his lap. "I love it," Horatio's pout turned into a sensual smirk. Duncan just rolled his eyes in response.

Silence fell once again, only sounds of shifting and erasing broke the trio's concentration.

"Humming counts as singing babe," Duncan turned his head and glared at his boyfriend.

"I can't help it, it's stuck in my head," he took Lucy off his head and ran his hand through platinum strands.

"Well, sing it in your head so we can study," Chris finally spoke up from where he was lounging on his own bed.

"I don't think reading a magazine counts as studying MacLean," blue eyes rolled again.

Chris shrugged carelessly, "My mother is French so I don't need to study."

"Screw you and your mother's language," Duncan grit his teeth, "Adjectives are hard."

Chris chuckled at his friend's plight but went back to reading and the others bent over their textbooks.

"Shio, stop it with the singing already!"

"Sorry Dunk…"

"Babe, I said stop," Duncan looked up to see Shio's equally confused and angry face.

"It isn't me this time!"

"Chris, not you too!" the older boy's head snapped up and his mouth stopped moving as his eyes widened in horror.

"It's in my head dude! It's in my head!" he threw his magazine down and gripped at his hair in frustration.

"It's like a disease," Duncan leaned his head against Shio's bed and contemplated going back to his own room and kicking out his jerk roommate Alejandro. He closed his eyes and sighed, making Shio smirk and glance at Chris.

"Hey Chris, wanna infect Duncan?" Chris smirked right back and before the punk knew what was happening, the other two boys had jumped onto the floor next to him and were singing right in his face.

"Kookaburra sitting in the old gum tree!" they grinned in response to his glare.

"I really hate you guys," he grumbled as they belted out the next verse.

"That's not what you said last night," Shio smiled, "When your leg was all the-"

"TMI dudes!" Chris stopped singing and punched Horatio's shoulder. The Asian was about to tackle his roomie when there was a knock and their door opened.

"What's going on?" A blonde boy leaned against the doorframe.

"Hey Scott," Duncan nodded and took advantage of the distraction by opening his book and pulling himself up onto Shio's bed.

"Hey," Scott smiled, "My original question still stands,"

"The usual," Shio shrugged and moved up next to Duncan, cuddling against the punk who sighed, he'd never get any studying done.

"Torturing the innocent?" Scott smirked as Chris stood and moved in to get his hello kiss.

"What else?" Chris chuckled and wrapped an arm around the blonde, pulling the smaller male against him. "So what brings you here cutie?"

"Was just wondering if you still wanted to come to my room for a movie?" Scott bit his lip and Chris lit up at the thought of being alone in Scott's room. In the dark.

"That sounds way better than staying here in the psych ward,"

"Hey! My therapist says the voices in my head are normal!" Shio said this with such a straight face that all four of them burst out laughing.

"Remind me again, why do we tolerate him?" Chris shook his head.

"I like crazy," Duncan shrugged. At the same time, Scott said, "Cuz he's hot,"

Shio grinned, "Aww, I'm loved," he kissed Duncan's cheek and winked at Scott who chuckled.

"I'll ignore that since I know who you'll be kissing soon," Chris crossed his arms, Scott blinked.

"Dean Sauvé?"

Chris growled while Shio laughed at the new couple.

"Come on Chris, we'll go make popcorn and I rented Clue," Chris perked up at the mention of his favorite movie. Scott took his hand and smiled shyly.

Then three heads snapped towards Duncan when a humming sound was heard.

"Oh no, Duncan's infected!" Shio scooted away from his boyfriend.

"Let's get out of here!" Chris gripped Scott's hand and ran out, pulling a giggling blonde with him.

"It's your fault you know," Duncan threw his book at Shio who caught it expertly.

"Sorry," he shrugged and Duncan leaned his head against the wall, "I'll make it up to you," the sudden octave change in his boyfriend's voice made Duncan look at him, eyebrow raised.

"How?" he shifted on the bed. Horatio tossed the book aside and licked his lips, making sure his tongue piercing flashed in the light.

"Tutor you in French of course," he began crawling towards Duncan. The punk grinned. Eh, screw studying, he'd earned a break.

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"Butter or cheese popcorn?" Chris asked as his arm slithered around Scott's shoulders.

"Cheese," Scott smiled and Chris smiled back, kissing his boyfriend before they fell into comfortable silence and continued walking to Scott's single room.

As they walked, Chris began humming which quickly turned into a growl, "Damn song."

Scott giggled; he was so sticking a tape recorder under Horatio's pillow more often.

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That song has been in my head all day and I was like, 'I should turn this into a fic somehow'. And it finally came to me.

Living in a dorm is fun. And Scott is evil. But we all knew that.

I hope to update soon, I've become obsessed with this little boarding school world of theirs and my mind has come up with tons of little snippets. Definitely more HatHawk in the near future.

Reviews would be appreciated and any questions/ideas you may have.

Till next time!

"Stop kookaburra stop~"