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Okay, enjoy Chapter TWO!

Chapter Two: New Friends

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BE-

Richter woke up to the sound of the eternally annoying alarm clock, hitting the snooze button mercilessly. He groaned as he reached for his glasses and sat up in his bed. He glanced at the bed on the opposite side of the room.

The blond boy slept on, unstirred by the noise. He moaned painfully, as if he was having a nightmare, rolling back and forth in the bed frantically.

That's right… I have a new roommate now, Richter thought as he grabbed a towel to take a shower, I don't know if I should wake him up or not…

He hesitated in front of the door as the blond let out a little whimper of misery. Deciding to be nice to the poor boy and rescue him from his terrifying dreams, Richter walked over to the bed and shook the shivering body a bit.

"Hey," he said as he continued to shake the boy's shoulder, "wake up."

Emil turned to face Richter and clung to his arm for dear life, muttering something like, "Don't leave me…You have to stay! Don't leave me…"

"H-hey! What are you doing!" he stammered with slight embarrassment as he tried to free himself from Emil's grasp, surprised by the sudden attack, but he refused to let go, still muttering the same line over and over again like a mantra, "Don't leave me…don't leave me…please, don't leave me…"

"I have to leave to take a shower and get to school, so please wake up and let go!"

Richter pulled until Emil fell from the bed and onto the floor. With a yelp of surprise, he woke up, finally releasing his death grip on Richter.

"O-Oh, good morning, Richter…" he stuttered with surprise as he sat up on the floor. He was wearing a nightgown. A nightgown!

"…why are you wearing a dress," answered Richter, a slight frown forming on his face, "Don't girls wear that?"

"I-I'm sorry…" mumbled Emil as a blush slowly crept to his cheeks, "It's the only thing that my aunt and uncle g-gave me…"

Richter sighed in frustration and said, "You don't have to apologize. You didn't do anything wrong."

An awkward silence followed their strange conversation.

"…"

"…"

"Do you want to take a shower first?" asked Richter, finally breaking the silence.

"Oh, o-okay," replied Emil, getting up to gather some clothes to change into and a towel, "What about you?"

"I'll take one after you, of course, now get going before were both late."

"S-sorry."

As Emil closed the bathroom door behind him, Richter thought about the incident that morning with Emil clinging to him for dear life.

I wonder what his nightmare was about to make him cling to me like that, thought Richter, although he did look girly in that "nightgown". Very girly.

He shook his head getting the sudden image of Emil out of his mind. What on earth was he thinking! Emil is a guy, not a girl.

He sorely wished Emil would hurry up with his shower.

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Emil stood nervously in front of the door to his new class. He was excited and frightened at the same time. Excited for the chance to make new friends, but frightened at the chance of getting bullied.

"What are you doing?"

Surprised, Emil sharply turned around, muttered an apology, and stood away from the door.

"Hey," said the girl, now wearing an amused expression, "I don't bite."

She had very long, light brown hair with two large white flowers on both sides of her head. Hands on her hips, she was a few centimeters shorter than Emil.

"Well, go on inside! Class is about to start!"

"O-okay," Emil smiled a shy smile as he slowly walked inside the room. The classroom itself was actually quite dim. The windows were closed, and the only source of light came from the lanterns dangling from the ceiling. It wasn't very bright, but not dark enough for students to have the need to bring a flashlight to see their notes without effort.

"Alright class, please come to order," said the teacher as he entered the room. He was also quite dark, wearing a black dress shirt with purple lining along his collar and cuffs. His shirt was not tucked in, but his stature gave him a refined look. He also wore black slacks with black dress shoes, and if you looked closely, you could see a slight hint of purple on the edges. All his black clothing contradicted the color of his skin, which was a pale, creamy white.

"I am your English teacher, Centurion Tenebrae, but you may call me Mr. Tenebrae," spoke the English teacher with hints that he lived a couple of years in London.

"The first thing we are going to do is to assign seats, so everyone please go to the back of the classroom."

All the students murmured and whispered among themselves, hoping they'll be able to sit next to their friends and far away from their enemies. Emil hoped he could sit next to that girl with light brown hair; she seemed to be nice.

"When I call your name, please come to the seat that I point to. Lloyd Irving, first seat on the left. Genis Sage, the seat to the right of Lloyd. Colette Brunel, the seat behind Genis…"

It continued on like that, Mr. Tenebrae calling out names and assigning seats, until all the seats were occupied with happily chattering students. It seems that God had enough mercy to grant Emil's wish; he was seated next to the light brown-haired girl.

"Hi again!" she greeted cheerfully.

"H-Hi," Emil greeted back as he waved his hand a bit.

"My name is Marta. Marta Lualdi. What's your name?"

"M-My name is Emil. Emil Castagnier."

"I hope we can be good friends!" said Marta, smiling happily at her new acquaintance.

Friend…, Emil thought happily as Mr. Tenebrae called the attention of the class.

My first friend…but what about Richter?, Emil mused this over in his head, Can I call him a friend? I wonder what he's doing right now…

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Richter's first class was History, his best subject, with Ms. Sage. He wasn't too happy when she said that they could choose seats, because that meant he was going to sit next to Aqua. She wasn't exactly the quietest person in class, and she often disturbed his studies.

This is going to be a long year…

Yay, longer chapter!

There wasn't much Emil x Richter in this chapter, but it will get better as it progresses~

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