Welcome back everyone! Thanks for all the reviews! Please keep it coming, 'cause I love how you love me! XD So I little warning before you read. This chapter is more of a T rating, so all you people be forewarned. The cutest scene is at the end, I was looking forward to it the whole time I was writing. ;P I have been writing almost nonstop since I uploaded the last chapter and haven't slept much since then. So after this I will probably sleep for two days and then get working on the fourth chapter.

ON TO THE STORY!

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Teito ran toward school, hoping he wasn't too early. He really didn't want to be hanging out there like he had nothing better to do and he didn't want to be caught up with the girls when the ghosts came. He felt especially nervous today, knowing that he was in a critical spot with Mikage and Hakuren. According to the few female servants stationed at his house, high school was a place where people were constantly being backstabbed and no one could be trusted as a friend. But he was sure they were just exaggerating mostly; and Mark-kun, who was the youngest out the Black Beast Squadron, said that only the prissy girls that were like that. After that, Mikhail enjoyed teasing the servants until they threw water on him. Then they all had a big water fight.

Thinking about the water fight made Teito a bit happier, and he slowed to a walk as he neared the school. He was glad to see more guys than girls at the entrance, though a small crowd was already starting to gather. He easily passed by them and started toward his first class, thinking he could introduce himself to a couple of people before class. He managed to get about halfway before he heard someone calling his name.

"Teito!" He looked around and didn't see anyone, though it sounded like it was Mikage calling him. "Wait- let me out guys! Come one, move it. Urgh!" About 5 meters to his left, the wrong direction from his next class, Teito saw Mikage trying to dislodge himself from a group of guys that were obviously ignoring him.

"Hey." Teito smiled uneasily as he made his way to him. "What's up?"

Finally free, Mikage smiled and hugged the awkward Teito. "Hangin' out. Here, I'll introduce you to some guys." He pulled Teito into the group and went around making introductions to random people who smiled politely and nodded to him. Eventually they came across Hakuren, who noticed Teito's uncomfortable expression.

"Mikage," He said, "are you trying to scare him off?" He rolled his eyes and flicked him between the eyes.

"Ouch!" Mikage whined. "I only wanted him to make a bunch of friends! If he only has me and you, he might get tired of us! I mean, you're a nerd, I'm a hyperactive drama queen- according to you, anyways." Hakuren eyes opened wide and became slack jawed at his last comment.

"For your information," he said, fighting a blush on his cheeks. "I am NOT a nerd. I am just naturally smart. There's a difference. There is!" He pressed when Mikage scoffed at him. "And secondly, I don't think you are a-a hyperactive drama queen. You-" He was cut off by Mikage.

"Oh, so what do you think of me as then?" He glared daggers at Hakuren who tried to explain himself. "I thought so, how can-" He stopped suddenly when Teito, who had been trying to hold in his laughter, couldn't help himself any longer. He grabbed his stomach and bent over trying to control himself before he offended them.

"S-sorry," He tried to talk past his giggles. "I really am. It's just that- that I was worried on whether or not you would consider me a friend." He slowly rose up, wiping his eyes with a huge smile on his face. "And I could never get tired of you two! That would be impossible."

"Aww!" Mikage, apparently feeling better about himself, tackled Teito with a hug, causing Teito to trip and fall, leading them to be in a comprising situation. Teito, having had the air knocked out of him, had his mouth wide open and Mikage fell with his lips landing on Teito's cheek, just narrowly missing his lips. Everyone froze. Both boys were aware of how the guys around them were unusually quiet and knew that all eyes were on them. Mikage quickly got up and dusted himself off, keeping his eyes downcast. Teito felt his face burn and wondered if the world would just open up and swallow him. He slowly picked himself up, not noticing the extra bruises he got, and wanted to run to class before anyone said a word.

"Wow." Hakuren said and started laughing. He grabbed both of their arms to support himself, although it was probably to keep them from running away. "I didn't realize you two were like that!" he started to shake and Teito wondered if he needed help. "And you went and gave him you first mouth to mouth kiss, Mikage!"

"Hakuren!" Mikage growled, bright red. "It was an accident! And there wasn't even mouth contact!"

"Yeah, right!" he started wheezing and tears rolled down his face.

"I'm serious! My lips only touched his cheek!" Embarrassed beyond belief, Mikage wanted to punch his best friend. In the face! Because that guy knew he looked awesome, and loved every bit of it.

"Fox face." Teito said. Mikage looked at Teito in confusion but the boy just kept staring at Hakuren.

"Ex-cuse me?!" Hakuren sobered up in an instant and glared at Teito. Teito shrugged and looked away, wondering if he went too far. But it worked, right?

"Hmmm…" Mikage smiled inwardly and peered at Hakuren's face in mock ponder, finally understanding at what Teito was getting at. "He does look kind of foxy."

"I am NOT foxy!" Hakuren shouted. "I-" he was interrupted by the girls screaming up at the gate, signaling that the ghosts were here and that the bell would sound any moment now. He sighed and picked up his bag. "Let's just get to class." He said in resignation. He knew they were only getting back at him and felt like he kid of deserved it. Kind of.

As the three made their way to the buildings, the group of guys stared at them, wondering what the hell they had just witnessed.

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The school bell rang in the distance and Konatsu started running. He didn't realize that he was that late or else he would have cut morning practice short again. He blamed it on that stupid dream he had last night. He just couldn't get it out of his mind. It was hard enough to keep himself on a tight schedule; he didn't need to be thinking indecent things. Particularly when it involved him.

He mentally chewed himself out for his irresponsible behavior and picked up his pace, hoping he could make it to class without being late. He pushed his light, golden brown hair out of his face as he passed the entrance gates and pelted toward his first class building as the warning bell rang loudly. He knew he was going to be late, and what's more, he was in his first class. And he wouldn't let him live it down until graduation. Konatsu pushed his way through the double doors into the building just as the final bell rang and jumped up the stairs, taking the steps 3 at a time. He stopped when he reached the top and tried to catch his breath before he walked in his class. If he was going to be late anyways, he might as well look cool. He walked to his class slowly, massaging the hitch in his side wondering if there was a possibility that he wasn't here, or wouldn't notice him being late. He sighed and grasped the door knob, preferring not to dawdle, even in the worst situations. The sound of laughter rang out to his surprise and he found himself in the midst of complete chaos.

"You must be Konatsu Warren!" The teacher greeted him warmly. "You're a bit late, but the first week is always crazy, so don't worry about it. We are in the middle of getting into our assigned seats and greeting each other, so why don't you go and find your seat?" He pointed behind himself toward the board that held the seating chart.

"Uh, yes, sir!" Konatsu tried unsuccessfully to remember the man's name. "And thank you, sir!"

"Don't sound so formal!" The teacher laughed. "You sound like I just gave you a lecture. You can call me Mr. Lloyd." He went off whistling a merry tune and greeting other students. Konatsu hurriedly made his way up to the board and looked up his name.

"Warren...Warren...Warren, Konatsu!" he mumbled under his breath and smiled when he found his name. "Seated in the fourth and final row in the corner by the door next to- oh no." He sighed and cursed his rotten luck. Of all people, why did it have to be him? Did karma really hate him? Or-No!- He shook his head defiantly. He put such thoughts out of his head long ago and didn't want to think about them right now, especially right now. He groaned inwardly and fought through the crowd to his seat. Thankfully he was alone when he got there and resisted the urge to look for that person.

"Hey, Kona-chan!" Hyuuga suddenly appeared behind him and poked his side painfully. "How 'ya doin?" He chuckled when Konatsu jumped at his poke. He slid into his chair and pulled out a couple of lollipops. "Want one, Kona-chan?" He offered, holding them out.

"Urgh, no." Konatsu said slapping his hand away. Hyuuga shrugged and popped one his mouth, sucking quietly on it.

"Soooo, Kona-chan," Hyuuga drawled out. "Why were you so late? You know that's a bad thing, ri-ight?" He spoke in an impish tone and shook his head in mock shame, casually flicking his black, rough styled hair out of his way. "I would have thought better of you, Kona-"

"Stop calling me Kona-chan!" Konatsu growled at him. "I ran a bit late on my morning practice. I had to run all the way from Third drive when I heard the first bell."

"Th-third drive?" Hyuuga sputtered, genuinely surprised. "That's over 3 blocks from here!" He knew Konatsu prided himself on his swordsmanship, but to run that far in only a few minutes, well, Hyuuga had to give him credit. "Damn, your fast. How fast can you get?" He pushed his sunglasses up his nose and peered at Konatsu.

"Shut up, idiot." Konatsu pointed to the front of the class, where the teacher was trying to gather the class's attention. "Just pay attention for once."

"Hmm." Hyuuga smiled past his sucker and pulled out his notebook. Konatsu was surprised to see Hyuuga to actually do as he's told. He suppressed a grin as he turned his attention back to the teacher.

A few minutes later, a small note fluttered on his desk. Konatsu's eyes widened as he quickly grabbed the note and pressed it underneath his palms, away from detecting eyes. He glared at Hyuuga from the corner of his eye before he unfolded the note as silently as possible. It read:

So I heard that you applied to be in the Black Hawks Association again. You know that you have to have a Warsfeil status to be even considered. Why cant you apply for some school club and be happy? The martial arts and swordsmanship clubs have been pestering you for ages to join them. You knew you would never be considered, so why even try; and why keep trying?

Konatsu scowled and wondered how he found out. It wasn't like he was keeping it a secret, he just would have preferred if Hyuuga hadn't found out. Last time he applied and got denied, Konatsu got depressed and hated himself for days. Hyuuga finally got so angry he grabbed all of Konatsu's papers and forms and anything to do with the Black Hawks and burned them in the fireplace. He then turned to Konatsu, who was staring open mouthed at him in shock, and said, "Now you don't have to worry about them anymore. Get a new hobby, learn something new, go after something else. Do something that will make you happy! I don't want to see you like this, Konatsu." He then turned away and left. Konatsu returned to normal the next day and they didn't talk about Black Hawks, or that day, since; though, he did think about what Hyuuga said to him often. Pulling himself back to the present, Konatsu glanced around him before he wrote his reply:

Of course I know that they won't accept me. And don't remind me that I don't have a Warsfeil status! I am the only one in my family who doesn't have one! The martial arts and swordsmanship clubs have also tried recruiting you, but you always refuse just like me. Why? Because we know we are beyond their level! I don't expect you to understand me or the things I do, so just STAY OUT OF IT!

Konatsu hurriedly flicked it on Hyuuga's desk before he was caught and went back to the Student Synopsis worksheet they were supposed to be working on. He wondered if he was a bit too harsh with him, but Hyuuga obviously had a problem with him wanting to be a part of the Black Hawks and would probably do something like burn all his papers again, so telling him off should make him mad enough to stay away. Konatsu also knew that he deserved this. This was his last step in his self discipline before he gave up; he would rather have Hyuuga hate him about this than know what Konatsu really thought about him. As much as it would hurt being hated by Hyuuga, it was the only way Konatsu could live with himself. He felt rather than saw Hyuuga's mood change. After all the years Konatsu knew Hyuuga, he had never seen him this angry. He was one to just let things roll over him. So this change in behavior was unnerving to say in the least to Konatsu. Suddenly, he was very, very frightened that his life was in grave danger. He kept an eye on the clock as the class wore on, noticing Hyuuga's lack of chatter, sweets and his willingness and dedication to his paperwork. These only made the situation more ominous to Konatsu. When the bell rang, Konatsu was the first one out of his seat and out of the classroom. He was out of the building before Hyuuga was even out of his seat.

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Lunchtime arrived and Konatsu had managed to have a fairly nice day with the exception of his first class. He raced between classes so there wouldn't be a chance of meeting Hyuuga. Now he wasn't too afraid of dying, he could defend himself anyways; and Hyuuga had calmed down enough started acting normally halfway through third class, according to a friend who had the same class. Besides, he really only needed to be careful during lunch and in his last class since he also had that with Hyuuga. He was mostly avoiding him for his own selfish reasons, he couldn't lie to himself, but it was easier than confronting him. So, yeah, sue him for taking the easy way out.

Konatsu hurried to the lunchroom and quickly scarffed down his lunch. Within ten minutes, he was already on his way to the library, the only place he knew Hyuuga wouldn't wander into. He had often hid in here when Hyuuga would bug him to go do some crazy thing. He had dropped off his backpack in there on his way to lunch. He turned the corner and accidently ran into someone, almost chocking on the mint he had just put in his mouth.

"Why does this keep happening?" The person cried out in anger as he rubbed his head.

"I'm sorry." Konatsu immediately apologized, coughing a bit. "It was my fault. Are you ok?" The teen nodded and looked up at him.

"Oh! Konatsu," he said. "I have a question that I meant to ask you in second class." He smiled and pushed his dark brown hair out of his way, causing Konatsu to see his emerald eyes. He automatically recognized him as Teito Klein.

"Oh, hey. What's up?" He asked, having a soft spot for helping people. Lord knows how much Shuri had taken advantage of that.

"Ask him later, pipsqueak," a blond boy with long blonde hair and purple eyes prodded him. "Mikage is waiting for us! We're already late because you had to help that perverted ghost-"

"First of all, Hakuren," Teito turned to his friend, "I didn't know it was him, and I wouldn't have just left him...that's just too mean. Second, it won't take long, only a minute. If you want to go ahead and find Mikage, I'll just catch up."

"I just want to eat before all the girls start screaming." Hakuren muttered.

"Then go." Teito pressed, pushing Hakuren in the direction of the cafeteria. "So, Konatsu," Teito turned back to him. "we were given that webpage assignment, but I'm not sure what it means. I've never done one before."

"Ok, well let me see your phone," Konatsu held his hand out, chewing the last of the mint away. "it'll be easier if you have my number on hand when you do the assignment."

"Ah...sure." Teito gave him his phone, feeling very awkward. Such things felt just weird.

"Ok," he handed it back. "Basically, you make an account and fill out the forms that they give you, but you have to make an actual webpage that applies to all the assignments guidelines after that. Once the webpage is made, however, is when the hard work begins. That's when-" Konatsu was cut off when an arm wrapped around his neck and dragged him off from behind. "What?!" He cried, trying to look at the perpetrator without falling. He stopped fighting when he realized who it was.

"Don't you dare run." Hyuuga spoke softly. Konatsu nodded mutely, feeling his stomach drop at Hyuuga's touch. He didn't trust his mouth to speak or his legs to obey him.

"Ok, I'll just text you later then!" Teito called out to a frozen Konatsu. "Thanks for the help!" He waved before turning away and going off to lunch with Mikage and Hakuren.

After a few more steps, Hyuuga dropped his arm from Konatsu's neck and grabbed his arm so he could walk correctly. He continued to drag him into the nearest empty classroom. Once in, he threw Konatsu against the wall and put his hands on either side of him to keep him from running away. Hyuuga peered at Konatsu over his sunglasses while Konatsu refused to look up and meet his eyes. This position was almost too much for him. He was struggling so hard to keep a blush off of his face.

"That note." Hyuuga said, "Did you really man that? About me not understanding you? 'Cause that's bullshit Konatsu." He waited for Konatsu to speak, and got angry when he didn't. "Look at me!" He spat at him.

"What do you want me to say?!" Konatsu finally met his eye with a glare and spoke his words with as much venom as a poisonous snake. "You are the son of a noble and have been spoiled since birth in substitute of having real parents to care for you. And I'm the son of a high class family who was disowned since birth for being cursed. My grandfather worked so hard to get me this far and I can't even get in the Black Hawks because my family refuses to give me the status as a Warsfeil."

Hyuuga leaned back and pushed his glasses up his nose. "And you want to join the Black Hawks so you can follow your Grandfathers steps because he was the only one who ever took care of you." Konatsu's eyes widened as Hyuuga accurately guess his intentions. "That's why you never gave up. I guess that's good..." he trailed off, obviously lost in his thoughts.

"Look, I'm sorry for being a jerk." Konatsu began, "I don't care about getting in anymore, just applying is good enough for me. There's a-"

"I can get you in." Hyuuga interjected, not noticing that Konatsu was speaking.

"..." Konatsu was at a loss for words at the moment. Too many emotions ran around his mind. Finally he settled on one. "FUCK no!" It was anger. "I'm not having you pay someone off just for me to get in! I would rather never get in. To do such a dirty thing is unforgivable! I would have never thought you would do such a thing..." He took a few breaths, catching his breath back.

"What?!" Hyuuga asked before Konatsu could start ranting again. "That's stupid!" He was starting to get angry again. "I got accepted into the Black Hawks a few weeks ago and I refused. They said I had until this Friday to decide and if I had any other candidates in mind. I said no 'cause I thought you had changed your mind about them!" He couldn't help but spit that last part at him.

"I never said that-"

"Doesn't matter." he cut in impatiently, flicking his hair away and folding his arms. "I found out this morning and, after the shock, decided to help you. They still haven't found anyone except me and they have two positions open. If I tell them that I'll enter the Black Hawks Association on the condition that you are the second candidate, they couldn't possibly refuse." Hyuuga chuckled darkly.

"But why would you do that?" Konatsu asked. "Other than being my friend." he added.

"That's the best part." Hyuuga grinned and leaned down closer to him, putting his hands on either side of him again. "Because, Kona-chan, you are going to be a Begleiter! A Begleiter is equivalent to a Warsfeil status, only-"

"They are permanently connected to the person who gave them the title under the circumstances that the Begleiter becomes a part of the Warsfeil's family. Yes, yes, I know." Konatsu rolled his eyes and resisted the urge to fidget. "But, how? I mean, who would do that? My grandfather is in India and-" He was stopped by Hyuuga's lips on his own. Konatsu froze, petrified by both Hyuuga's action and his own feeling to the action. His mind literally blanked everything out for the next moments.

"Konatsu!" Hyuuga's voice startled him back into reality. "Is my kissing really that horrible? Or maybe that good?" he asked.

"Uh." Konatsu really couldn't remember anything about the kiss other than it happened. Suddenly his brain started working and he figured it out. "Oh! So were going to pretend to be a couple." He said pushing past Hyuuga and standing in the middle of the room with his back facing him. "But what do you get out of this?"

"Who's pretending?" Hyuuga whispered in his ear, wrapping his arms around Konatsu's torso. Konatsu jumped and pulled away, ending up facing Hyuuga. He was blushing hard now, and he wasn't even trying to hide it. The door was behind Hyuuga, so Konatsu couldn't run. "And what do you mean 'what I get out of this'?" Hyuuga closed the gap between them before Konatsu noticed and wrapped his arms around Konatsu's waist, ignoring his protesting hands. "I get this." And then Hyuuga kissed him again.

Konatsu started to freeze again, but then Hyuuga's hand went up to his cheek and stroked it gently, ending with it cupping his chin and tilting his head up. Instead of freezing, Konatsu slowly started to relax into the kiss and stretched his own arms around Hyuuga's body. Hyuuga smiled into the kiss and pulled him closer, making their bodies right on top each other. His hand traveled to the back of his head and Hyuuga licked at Konatsu's lips, waiting to see if Konatsu was ready or not. Konatsu shyly opened his mouth and Hyuuga's tongue darted in. Konatsu could taste the flavor of his last lollipop and something else. Whatever it was, he liked it. Hyuuga could taste mint. He wasn't a big fan of mint, but with Konatsu, he felt like tasting mint all day. He persuaded Konatsu's tongue to dance with his. After a few exhilarating minutes of this, they parted for air. Konatsu stared at Hyuuga's chest, mind fuzzy and happy. He probably would have trouble thinking straight for the rest of the day. Hyuuga got his breath back and started to leave a trail of kisses across his face while Konatsu caught his breath. Finally ready, they started their make-out session with renewed vigor.

RI-ING...RI-ING...RI-II-ING!

A minute into it, the bell rang to signal the end of lunch. Hyuuga sighed and picked up his backpack where he had thrown it earlier. He turned to Konatsu, who seemed to be in a daze. "Kona-chan! It's class time!" He waved a hand in front of his eyes.

Konatsu shook his head, pulling him out of his trance. "Ok." He said. He needed to run to the library and grab his bag. "We need to-"

"After school, ok?" Hyuuga lifted his chin up and stroked his cheek with his thumb. "Wait till, then." He quickly leaned down and pecked him on the lips before rushing out. Konatsu stood there, frozen stiff until the warning bell rang. He then ran out toward the library.

Damn, he thought, I'm going to be late for another class today.

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So, what do you think? There's going to be more Hyuuga X Konatsu action in the next chapter, so be patient. Please R&R!

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