FFTwo days.
I get up and pet Takara "It's in your best interest to be going, fox." He nods and I open the door "Do you need a portal?" He shakes his head and licks my face. I smile and kiss his forehead "Bye Takara-kun."
He nods and sprints out. I pout and close the door just as the other one opens. I turn and see Yuri! I run and hug him. He hugs back "Hey Azushka, how's it going?" I roll my eyes "How do you think?" He chuckles
"Aww has my sonsa has a long day?" I smirk and stretch, silently laughing at the way his eyes fixates on the strip of exposed skin. Boys are too funny. I yawn and say "I'm tired." He nods and rubs his eyes "Yea, I'm jet-lagged -let's sleep." We go up to my room and sleep.
Monday Morning:
It was interesting to see the girls' reaction of Yuri. Unlike the reaction they gave me- distrust and ridicule- it seemed that it was quite alright to be a gothic-loving, foreigner with a harsh Slavic lilt when you were a boy. Even my male classmates seem to respect his confident strides and musculature. Ridiculous.
I roll my eyes and go to my locker. I get my stuff and Yuri just rests on the one next to me. He grins and says "Let's tell them we're married and you're expecting." I smirk "How about no?"
He pouts and says "What about an arranged engagement?" He holds my hand with faux delicacy and I want to smack him.
"You're just doing it for your benefit." He chuckles "And don't you forget it." I sneer and put it on. We walk into the class and like all this morning, we are gapped at.
In one mortifying moment, Yuri swoops down and kisses me- in front of the whole class. The teacher reddens and hurriedly spits out "Illieva-san, Reva-san, please control yourselves." He grins "But I'm so happy to see my fiancée!" The gasp ricocheted of the walls and I turn to Yuri as we take our seats. Are you happy now, dear kit?
He gives me a small pout. Once more to steal the show? I sighed. I couldn't deny him. He was the only one I had left over from my past life and the only one who continued to love me into this life. And as overly affectionate as he was, being as kitsunes are beyond overly affectionate, it appealed to me. So we kissed. And when his tongue sought mine out, I reciprocated. It was funny.
The teacher gasped, the boys hooted and the girl whispered amongst themselves. I pull away and lick my lips "Think they believe us now?" he taps his chin "Naw, maybe we should try to make it more convincing." I smirked and we kissed again.
We then were kicked out from class and see the principal. Who listened to our "It is simply how it is done in our home country" and "Are you saying that you dislike Russia's customs?" as well as "That sounds prejudiced, dear principal, Azami's father would be distressed to hear it, especially given his position in Japan" routine with as acceptance as one can muster given that my father is of high importance in this area and Yuri's subtle comment that it would be a shame for the principal to be found a bigot.
"That was the best." Yuri said dreamily. "I wonder how much notoriety we have achieved already." He turned to me "Fancy a competition?" I rolled my eyes but gave in good-naturedly. "Whoever's name is mentioned the least will pay for dinner tonight."
I nodded "Bring money, I'm in the mood for steak." He grinned. We spent the rest of classes before lunch scarring the student body with our kisses and touches, keeping a mental toll of each name mentioned.