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"I can't believe your behavior today!" the principle was pacing behind his desk, both Yuuri and Wolfram, who had an ice-pack over his left eyes, were seated on the chairs, their heads lowered. "I can understand that you're new Wolfram, but to get in a fight in your first day!" he said, sitting down and putting his head on his hands, he was getting too old for this.

"We're sorry, Sir." Both teens said, still unable to look at the principle in the eye.

"That's OK, for your punishment, you both will help Mrs. Jen in the library until she says so. You will also have detention for a week starting tomorrow. You may leave now." He dismissed them and they left. Conrad and Murata-ken were waiting for them outside the office.

"How did it go, Yuuri?" Murata asked, and say teen turned to glared at the blond beside him.

"Well, thanks to him I now have detention!"

"Hey don't blame me! You were the one who started it all!" Wolfram tried to defend himself, and Conrad put a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"Calm down Wolfram, we have to go, Gwendal is waiting for us outside." he turned to Murata and Yuuri. "It was nice meeting you, Yuuri. And I'll see you tomorrow in class, Murata." He addressed the other teen.

"Yes, I'll see you later." They saw them leave and Murata turned to look at his friend. "And now can you tell me exactly what happened between you two?" he asked, walking to their lockers.

"-Sigh- is was just something stupid." He responded, as they got their things and left the school.

"Well, what happen?" Yuuri sighed again as he started to tell his friend…

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Yuuri was helping Mrs. Jen put some books on their right places. "Thank-you for your help, Yuuri. But aren't you hungry?" the lady asked the raven-haired teen.

"It's alright, I usually don't get hungry during school, and helping here during my lunch hour has become like a routine to me." Yuuri answered, and Mrs. Jen nodded.

"Alright then, can you put these books on the third shelve in the second row?" she ask, pointing to a stack of books half the size of the teen, he sweat-dropped but nodded. "I'll come and help you if you need any help." she said and left. Yuuri grabbed the books.

'Damn, they're heavy!' he thought, 'it'll suck if I bump in to something!' and just as luck would have it, he turned and crash with someone. He and the books fell to the floor.

"Can't you watch where you're going?!" Yuuri heard someone shout, and he open his eyes to see a teen about his height, maybe taller, with blond hair and beautiful green eyes.

"Sorry, it was an accident, I couldn't see you." Yuuri stood up and held his hand out to help the other teen, who simply slapped it away.

"I don't need your help!" the teen stood and dusted imaginary dust off of him, Yuuri glared at him.

'What's wrong with this guy?' he thought. "I said I was sorry, and can you be a little quiet? This is a library after all." he mumble and the blond teen glared at him.

"What?" his voice was not quiet at all.

"I. Said. Shut. Up." Yuuri gritted out, tired of the other teens' attitude. 'I don't even know this guy and I'm already annoy by him!' The two teens stood glaring and arguing with each other, and that's how Mrs. Jen found them.

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"You already know the rest." the teen finished telling his story and Murata-ken stared at him.

"Yes," Murata begun, "but I still can't believe you actually punched him!" Yuuri glared at the pavement.

"He made fun of my last name." he mumble and Murata rolled his eyes.

"Half the people in the school has commented about your name, yet I don't see you punching them! Why start now?" they reached Yuuri's house, and the teen shrugged.

"I don't know, he just got under my skin and..." he trail off, deep in thought, and then he turned to Murata, eyes narrowing. "...he's a jerk."

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Conrad opened the car's door and sat on the passengers' seat, Wolfram, still holding the ice-pack, sat at the back and slammed the door, clearly in an not talking-mood. Gwendal stared at his little brother, opened his mouth and...

"Don't ask." he quickly closed it.

"Did you find a job?" Conrad quickly asked and Gwendal turned his gaze to stare at his other brother.

"Yes." he responded and drove off.

"What is it?" Conrad ask, determined to not let the silence descend on them. After a while the other teen mumble something. "What?"

"I said, I work in a club." the brown haired teen stared at his older brother, clearly he hadn't hear him right, Gwendal working in a club? No way!

"Come again?" Gwendal glared at him.

"I'm working as a bartender at a club."

"Mother is going to flip when you tell her that." Wolfram spoke for the first time.

"That's why no one is telling her, understood?" Conrad nodded, not liking the idea of Gwendal working at a club. Wolfram shrugged, he didn't care, and if he did he didn't show it. They arrived and a driver took Gwendal's car to park. The three entered and saw their mother giving orders to some maids and butlers.

"May I ask what you're doing mother?" Conrad asked politely as they moved closer to her, she turned and smile at them.

"It's just that– Wolfram! What happen to you?!" She exclaimed, seeing her younger son with the ice pack over his left eye.

"I tripped." he answered, as he glared at Conrad daring him to say otherwise. Their mother walked up to him and gently moved the hand, she took a quick look and sighed in relief.

"Thank God it's nothing serious." she said as she placed a hand on her forehead. "Were you able to find a job, Gwendal?" she turn her attention to the taller teen.

"Yes... but never mind that, were you able to find an assistant, mother?" he quickly changed the subject. Chery smiled and put her hands together.

"Yes I did! And I asked her to join us for dinner tonight!" She said, "She'll be here at seven with her husband and two sons, this is going to be great!" Wolfram groan.

"I'm going to my room." he announced and left.

"Make sure you came down at seven! And could you please make sure that Spotty wont cause trouble!" his mother called after him. Wolfram nodded and headed to a room with a small dog door, he opened it and saw the puppy sleeping in his basket.

'Maybe I should move him to Gwendal's room," he thought but decided against it, 'besides, what could happen?' He closed the door and headed towards his room, there he took off his school jacket and lay on his bed thinking about the raven haired teen who had punched him. What was his name again? Something to do with a train station, right? He lazily thought as he put the ice pack on the side, 'at least he doesn't punch hard, what a wimp.' was his final thought as he drifted to sleep.

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