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Again, this chapter will be little slow/short, but please… Bear with me… I also won't be updating as frequently due to mass amounts of school work (I'm being forced to read a Tale of Two Cities… It's not that bad, but it's still really time consuming… Plus I have a ton of essays to write right now…)

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"Pleasant?" Heracles-san chuckled and looked away, "Hardly."

"Oh dude!" Alfred-san yelled as he ran back over with that Arthur person, "I saw that you have a camera!" He then took the camera from my hands and sat next to me, "This way you'll remember my heroic face! Say cheese!"

He lifted the camera above our heads and took a picture from above. Sadly, I wasn't smiling at all because of the mere confusion.

"Alfred, you git! You can't just take pictures with other people's cameras like that! It's rude!" Arthur-san said as he scolded Alfred-san.

"Dude, you're overreacting," Alfred-san said as he stood up and gave my camera back, "It's all cool. Besides, who doesn't want this awesome face in there camera?"

"Wankah!" Arthur-san said in his heavy British accent as they walked away.

I looked through my pictures until I found the latest one. I made a face at the weird confused expression I had on. I sighed and put my camera back in my pocket. Americans are really confusing…

Once we were done eating, we put our trays away and I tried my hardest to ignore the stares as we made our way out.

He led me to a few more buildings, showing me where my classes were and such until he stopped at one that had murals covering the walls and various sculptures of things about the yard.

"This is the art building," he said as he walked up the adorned steps that led to the large glass doors.

"Wow. A high school with its own art building," I said as we entered into the large building. We were greeted by a lady at a reception desk behind glass. This looked like a giant rotunda with hallways branching out in every direction. From what I could see, it looked like there were a few smaller halls that branched off of the hallways. There were also murals painted on the walls inside and a few sculptures scattered here and there. There were paintings hung up high above and I gaped at the ceiling, which had one giant mural on it. It seemed as though a bunch of people chipped in to make the giant mural.

"Yeah," he replied lazily as we idly wondered through the halls. We passed by a few rooms and I noticed a few were for culinary arts, and a few for painting. It was easy to tell the classes apart since most of the art was on display in the showcases outside of each classroom. There were pictures of magnificent dishes in the culinary classes. I could see one of the showcases displayed a variety of sketches. This class must be Drawing I or something.

I was stopping at each display case, but Heracles-san didn't seem to mind stopping with me. When we got to the end of the last hallway, Heracles-san stopped at the very last showcase.

"This is our fourth block," he said as he gazed into the case.

I looked in and saw all of the beautiful paintings that were hung up, "So which one is yours?"

He was quiet for a second, but then he pointed to the painting that was hung up in the corner. I looked up and noticed all of the vibrant colors that were used to paint it. He somehow managed to make a picture of a cat dozing on a beige sofa to be extremely colorful. After about a minute of admiring, I noticed that the painting was of Adelphos.

"I sketched it when I saw him sleeping on the couch one day when classes were over. Then the next day, the teacher assigned this project. He said that I could use this sketch for it," he explained as we both gazed up at the painting.

"It's very good Heracles-san," I said.

"San?" he asked, looking down at me.

"Oh, it's a Japanese honorific," I explained.

"Oh yeah. I think I read about those somewhere," he said, still looking at me, "But isn't san supposed to be really formal?"

"Er, yeah, I suppose," I said looking away, "Would you prefer me to call you something different?"

Silence. Then he said, "I told you before. You can just call me Heracles."

"U-um, okay then H-Heracles…" I mumbled. It was a little awkward for me to call him by his name since I'm not used to calling anyone but my immediate family by just their first names. Heracles chuckled a bit when h looked at me.

"W-what's so funny?"

He chuckled again, and then he replied, "Kiku is cute when he's nervous."

A light blush spread across my face as I turned away.

"You said that you sculpt," I said, trying to change the subject, "Where is the sculpting class room?"

"It's outside," he said as he pointed to the doors at the end of the hallway that led outside.

"Why outside?" I asked.

"More space I suppose," he said as he led me to the double doors.

"I followed him out of the doors and across a small field with statues scattered about the grass to a little building.

"This is an excellent place for the sculpting students, the painting students, and the landscape design students," he explained as we turned to look at the field from the building. He was right. There were flowers spread around the statues to give it an added effect. I could see how this would be an ideal place for the students.

"It's also good for photographers," I noted as I pulled my camera out. I took a few pictures of the gardens and the statues.

"Actually, the on you just took a picture of was by me," he said as he walked up behind me. I looked back up at the sculpture. It was of a beautiful woman in a toga, "It's supposed to be the goddess, Aphrodite."

"She's the Greek goddess of love and beauty, right?" I asked.

"Yeah," he replied and sat down in the grass.

"You did really well," I said, which was an understatement. It was magnificent. I took a few more pictures of it and put my camera away. I pulled out my phone and saw that I was about 6:00. Were we really out that long? "We should probably head back."

I waited for a response. When I didn't get one, I looked down and saw that Heracles had fallen asleep on the grass. How did he manage to fall asleep wherever he goes? I sighed when I remembered trying to wake him up last time. I sat down next to him and waited.

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I hope you enjoyed! I'll update the next chapter as soon as I can! (schooooool woooooork… Curse my teachers…)

I actually write most of this in class… (I have a notebook that I carry around and write in whenever an idea comes to mind) which might also be why these chapters aren't that good…

I'm also currently grounded, so this means that I definitely won't be updating as much…

Oh yeah! I'll be updating Nightmares sooner or later… (for those of you who read it… which probably aren't that many lol) I'm a bit caught up in this story, but I will update it soon, I promise!