DN College Chapter 21,

AN: Okay guys, here is the next chapter. I'll try to get another one up over brake but I'll have to see how things go. You can thank my Criticism of Mass Media class today for this chapter. Thanks professor, if you weren't so boring today this chapter would have never been written.

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Dark grinned actually bouncing in his seat, he couldn't wait until his Music of the World's Cultures professor got here. It was finally time for him to talk about the big project that had all the students talking. The professor normally assigned a 10 page research paper with the students picking the topic but this semester he wasn't doing that, he was doing something completely different. Dark glanced around for his boyfriend glad that they were in the same class so that they could do the project together. He'd actually been in a different hour but it had conflicted with a class that he'd needed for his major, so he'd switched his music class around and boy now he was so glad that he had.

The purple-haired teen grinned as his boyfriend finally appeared flopping into the seat next to him. Dark's grinned widened, "Hey, gorgeous, what's up?"

The blond dropped his backpack on the floor, and berried his head in his arms on the desk. "Wake me up when class starts."

"Your test was that bad?" Dark raised an eyebrow, he seriously didn't see why on earth his boyfriend had pick Fundamentals of Rhetorical Theory in the first place. He winced internally theory yuck, especially theory at eight in the morning. He reached out stroking the blond hair gently.

"No," Krad didn't even lift his head, "the test was fine, its the all nighter that's getting me." The

blond shifted snuggling deeper into the desk, "God I need coffee."

Dark smiled cheerfully, "Awe come on Kraddy, its a lovely day," he stopped stroking the blond hair and patted him on the head, "Where's your spirit of adventure?"

"I left it back in the medieval ages with Saint Augustine," came the cranky response.

Dark smirked as he began to trail his fingers along the back of the blonds neck. "We'll get you some coffee after class." The purple haired teen's fingers trailed along the other boy's shoulder and back up his neck.

Krad squirmed, "Stop, that tickles." He shifted reaching back with one hand to swat at the other boy.

"hmm," Dark hummed avoiding the attempts to swat him and kept moving his fingers up and down his boyfriends neck.

It was then that the professor strolled into the room, "good morning class." He turned placing his book and papers on his desk. He then turned to face the class, "I know that you are all diing to hear about the new project that everyone is whispering about."

Krad raised his head tiredness forgotten as he leaned forwards in anticipation of finally knowing what the project was.

The professor, Dr. Brothers smiled leaning back against his desk. "For this project you will be working in groups of 2 to 4 people. You will be able to choose who you work with and I mean it, I don't want anyone coming up to me and asking to either work on there own or in a group of 5 or 6.." He looked around the room, "your project will be to choose a song from another country. You will learn about the song, the culture it comes from and write a 2 to 3 page paper about it. Then you will dress in costume and perform the song in front of the rest of the class."

A girl to Krad's left and two rows back raised her hand, "professor, you said we need costumes, isn't that going to be expensive?"

Dr. Brothers shook his head, "No, I've already talked to Dr. Mercir the head of the costume department. She has agreed to let you barrow the costumes that you need. They don't have to be perfect but I expect at least some effort on this project." He looked around the room again, "believe me, I will know if you put this together a week before its due."

Dark grinned, he had the perfect thing in mind.

Dr. Brothers nodded, "Now everyone pull out your books and turn to page 173, where we will continue talking about early American rock and roll."

The class all pulled out there books and turned to the correct page.

X

Argentine and Elliot both paused at Krad's open door, they could hear two people arguing, the two boys looked at each other and then unashamedly began to listen in.

"No, absolutely not!"

"Oh come on Kraddy, please."

Krad glared at his boyfriend folding his arms across his chest, "no."

Dark walked over wrapping his arms around the blond from behind. He leaned forward lips next to his boyfriend's ear, "pretty please." He tightened his arm around the blond's waist and nibbled delicately on his ear.

Krad's lips parted in a soft sigh, "I hate American rap music."

Dark sighed, "All right, but no Celtic music either."

"that's fair," Krad leaned back against his boyfriend thinking hard.

The room fell silent while the two boys wracked there brains for a song from another country that they both liked or could at least tolerate. Then music floated into the silent room from somewhere down the hall.

Krad sat bolt upright nearly whacking Dark in the face with the top of his head, "that's it!" He wiggled out of his startled boyfriend's grip and hurried over to his computer. It took him a few minutes to get up to YouTube and a few more seconds to get into his favorites and find the song he was looking for, "here."

Dark raised an eyebrow and leaned over the blond's shoulder watching the video on the screen. His lips curled up in a grin, "that's perfect!" The purple haired teen grinned a little more, "I call dibs on the lead singer."

Krad glanced over is shoulder, "Why do I have to be the girl?"

"Because your pretty," hazarded Dark smiling cheekily.

Krad blinked, "I don't know if I should feel flattered or punch you."

Dark smiled stroking a finger along the blond's cheek, "take it as a complement." He leaned down kissing the other on the lips.

Out in the hall Argentine and Elliot smiled at each other and snuck off to go inform the others about what they'd heard.