Hey! I decided to give Kai a little competition, figured it would be a bit boring otherwise. Wyatt is such a gangsta in this fic, haha. Well he doesn't exactly seem all sweet and innocent to me in the anime, I mean, he steals Dranzer, joins the evil team…

In fact my inspiration for his personality in this fic comes from a friend of mine, though she would probably get all weirded out if she were to find out I based a character in a yaoi fanfic on her. By the way, I like Axis Powers, I just didn't think Kai would like it, so no offence Axis Powers fans, ok? : )

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For the next couple of days, the guys on my floor decided to get to know me, which was quite a pain. They tried to start up conversations and stalked me in my room. My room had become quite a popular hangout spot for them, even though I repeatedly yelled at them to piss off. Actually, it had gotten as far as them completely ignoring my presence in the room and having their own little conversations excluding me, which annoyed me even more. Not because, I was feeling left out, rather because there was absolutely no reason as to why they had to do it in MY room.

The only one who would try to have a conversation with me was that Wyatt kid. He talked about his family a lot. How he had a brother, whom he hated, a mother, whom he didn't get along with very well, a step dad whom he didn't like, and then there was his step sibling from his dad's second marriage who he couldn't stand either. All in all that kid had some aggressions towards his family. For the first time we had something in common.

He was especially poorly inclined towards his brother. I had learned that his name was Brian or Brodie or something like that. He was going to Boarding school in Brighton and because of something he had done, Wyatt had been expelled and hence was forced to come here. In fact, I couldn't really blame Wyatt for this hatred, I hated the people from social services who had sent me here too. However despite all his talking, Wyatt never wanted to tell me what exactly his brother had done to get him expelled.

This night, he gave me a detailed report on the rules at his old boarding school:

'You see, in Brighton, we were allowed to go out every night. It was awesome. Well technically, we weren't, but the staff didn't care. They never noticed if we snuck out. They just spent all night in front of the telly, they never even checked our rooms. So my mates and I, we would go clubbing…'

You probably think it's a bit irresponsible that he could sneak out to go clubbing every night, but you see, what I realised about Wyatt over the past couple of days was that he exaggerated A LOT. I could tell because when he accidentally re-told a story, it got a little more extreme every time. So yea, my guess was the he attempted to go clubbing once or twice tops, but him and his friends never even made it past the bouncer.

Suddenly the Swiss guy put his arm around him.

'He Wyatt, how about we introduce Kai here to a game of truth or dare?'

I gave him a dirty look and replied: 'How about we don't!'

'Oh come on Kai, this will be fun!' Wyatt begged me.

Believe me, playing truth or dare with these guys was the last thing I was planning on doing. Well, okay it might have been a shared last spot together with licking dirt off Ray' naked feet (that guy was obsessed with walking barefoot every time he got a chance) but my point is, I really didn't want to play it!

'Hmm, whatever, let's play it without him then.' Detlef suggested. Wyatt did try to convince me to join but he soon gave up on it. Actually this was quite nice, they would make fools of themselves and I could watch. Hmm, maybe this evening was turning into something more entertaining than I first expected. The Swiss guy went first:

'Wyatt, truth or dare.'

'Dare!'

Det was pouting. 'Damn, I had a really good truth one for you.

'Really? Ok then, truth!'

Idiot.

'Okay, who do you think is more attractive, Kai or Ricky?'

Excuse me! I wasn't supposed to even be mentioned in this game. I didn't even want to know the answer to this question. I had just gotten used to Wyatt's stalker-presence. If he would say that I was the more attractive one, I would freak out! Wyatt was blushing strongly and kept on glancing in my direction.

'Ricky.'

WHAT? No way. This Ricky guy better be a Calvin Klein underwear model type of guy… who was he anyway, some guy at school?

'Who the hell is Ricky?'

Wyatt got all timid, all the other guys however were starting to laugh their asses off.

'Ricky is his boyfriend!' the Dutch guy said.

'No, he isn't!' Wyatt protested.

'But you wish he were.' this other guy insisted.

'Bloody hell! No I don't!'

This stuff was getting to immature for me. 'Just tell me who he is. Does he go to school here?'

Wyatt shook his head. 'No, he was one of my classmates back in England. My brother's best friend.'

So he wasn't even in the country. How boring. Actually it was a good thing Wyatt was more into him than me. At least I wouldn't have to be worry about being sexually harassed. I couldn't really say why I had felt competitive earlier. Stupid ego. I didn't even like Wyatt.

Seems the guys were being too noisy and the supervisor walked in and sent them all to their rooms. They all left, well, apart from Wyatt that is.

'Hey I'm sorry in case I hurt your feelings.'

Nope, not my feelings, just my ego.

'Whatever.'

He let himself drop onto my bed. 'Actually I'm not quite sure whom of you I find more attractive. I just figured that you might get uncomfortable, so I said Ricky.'

'But you tell me now. Makes sense.'

Genius plan.

He shook his head. 'The others would be teasing you, singing stupid songs you know, 'Kai and Wyatt, sitting in a tree…', that kind of stuff.'

Okay, that would be hella annoying.

'Ahm thanks…' I really didn't know what to say. What were you supposed to say in such a strange situation. How the hell had I gotten into this mess. Did he think I was jealous?

'I was sweet on him for a while, you know.'

Huh, what was going on? Seems the kid had started off one of his intense stories once again. Sweet on him, did he mean he had a crush?

'Ricky you know, he's quite a player. So he goes flirting with very girl. He flirted with me because he always saw me as Bryce's baby brother. He was mocking me.'

Hah! Bryce, that was his brother's name.

Okay what the hell are you thinking Kai, who gives a damn about his brother's name, this weird stalker kid just confessed he's kinda gay. The risk of sexual harassment is back!

'Rico would always take me clubbing, since Bryce is just not a party person, so we would spend a lot of time together in, well... in an alcoholised state. Sometimes he would dance with me, and not normal dancing, full on grinding! And well, I got a bit aroused by that…'

'Okay, stop, is this story of yours R-rated?'

Seriously, I did not want to hear a detailed expose of his sexual escapades. Even if it was 90% bullshit and the rest embellished.

He just laughed at me! 'No, no, no. Don't worry about it. It's not. Don't tell any of the other guys this, but I'm a virgin.'

He said it as if it were the most scandalous thing ever. Then he gave me that questioning look.

'What?' I hissed.

'Are you… you know…?'

I sighed. 'Yes, I'm a virgin. I'm not into relationships, I thought you would've realised that by now.'

He gave me this big smile. 'Maybe we could both manage to lose it this year…'

'Hey kid, to make one thing clear, I'm not going to some brothel, and I'm certainly not sleeping with you.'

He laughed, but I think he, might have been hurt in some way. But that was on him, it's not like he had to hang out with me. So as long as he still did, he would have to put up with my directness.

'Have you ever gotten, you know…' he blushed. 'A hand job or something like that?'

'Okay get out, I am not having this conversation with you!'

But he still didn't leave, instead he was laying his head down on my pillow and started giggling. Damn, it was hard to get rid of him, he was like a piece of furniture in my room. He was always there.

'Wait, how about we talk about something else.' he suggested.

'How about you let me sleep.'

'Sure, in that case I'll sleep here as well.'

He spread out his arms and rolled around on my bed.

'Oh no, you won't.' I told him. There was no way.

'Come on, you have a double bed. And if you let me sleep here, I'll be quiet from now on.'

I sighed, 'Fine, but turn around while I get changed.'

I don't know what got in me. I actually allowed him to stay. It probably had something to do with the fact that him being quiet was sure worth a lot. To be honest, I wouldn't know what I would do here at this school without him. I would probably get very bored. He was annoying, no doubt, but he was also entertaining to an extent. I grabbed some school sweat pants and T-shirt. Normally I would sleep in my boxers, but I was certainly not planning on doing that with him around. However, when I turned around to get to bed I realised that it was what he was going to do. I sighed, this was kind of gay and I couldn't believe I was doing this, but I got over myself and lied down next to him. If he were to attempt any pass at me that night, he wouldn't survive to see the next morning!

'Say Kai, do you have a big dick?'

This kid was so dead!

'Get out of my bed!'

'I show you mine if you show me yours.'

'I don't want to see your dick!' Seriously, did he think he would be able to convince me by saying that? He crossed his arms and gave me a challenging look.

'So, is it because you're afraid yours might be smaller than mine?'

I was not falling for that talk.

'Wyatt, shut up if you want to live.'

He laughed. 'So you say you would chase me outside while I'm in my boxers, hmm, that would look incriminating wouldn't you agree?'

He did have a point but I was not planning on giving in.

'Whatever you say, I'm not doing it.'

'Kai, Kai, Kai, Kai, Kai, Kai…'

'Okay FINE!'

I got up from my bed, gave him an evil stare and then pulled down my pants.

Wyatt was flabbergasted at first, then he started giggling.

'Aww, it's cute.'

'Cute? Are you trying to imply that it's small?'

'No, of course not! I didn't actually expect to get you to do this. I didn't know what to say.'

Oh, so he was just joking around. I looked down at my exposed penis. Now this is awkward.

'I still think mine is bigger.' Wyatt added.

You wish, kiddo. I crossed my arms in front of my chest.

'Really, well then bring it on.'

He got out of bed and nonchalantly pulled down his boxers.

It wasn't the first time I had seen someone else's wonder-rod, but it was the first time I was actually looking. And it made me feel very uncomfortable very soon after. Although I was happy with the results of my 'research'.

'Mine's bigger, you twat!' I informed him.

'So not!' he insisted.

'Of course it is!'

'Actually they're pretty much the same.'

I stared at mine then, at his, and shrugged. 'Yea, let's just say that.'

Then suddenly, it dawned on me what I was doing. I was having a literal dick measuring contest! This was the kind of stuff I would normally expect the average High School moron to do. Not myself, never in a million years. I was starting to feel shame. I jerkishly pulled up my pants turned my back to him. I couldn't stand looking at him like this. What the hell was wrong with me?

I felt a hand on my shoulder causing me to twitch.

'Hey mate, chill, it's a perfectly normal guys thing to do, me and the other boys have done a lot of even dirtier shit together, without it being gay.'

I laughed bitterly. 'I suppose I ain't as special as I always thought I was. Seems I'm just an ordinary, dumb teenager after all.'

I heard him giggle so I turned around, he had put his boxers back on and was now wearing this sports shirt of mine that had been lying on my chair for about a week now (I contemplated whether I should tell him or not, but decided against it. It was his own fault for deciding to wear it, he could've just asked me for a clean one, also I appreciated him having some clothes on). He took a drink from this water bottle he was always carrying and then, with a big smile on his face stated:

'My Momma says I'm special!'

I tossed a pillow at him. 'You're an idiot.'

Strangely, even though I was normally quite good at doing so, this time, I couldn't suppress a smile.

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The next day was alright, apart from the fact that the alpine douchebag kept on hinting at a load of bullshit, due to the fact that Wyatt did not return to his own room for the night. But the guy was irritating no matter what was going on, so I just ignored it. Talking about Wyatt, he tried to convince me to join the (MUN) Model United Nations Club. I told him I found it absolutely ridiculous to pose as a random ambassador and discuss unrealistic political issues in a silly make-believe kids version of a UN-conference. But he pitched me that the teacher only cared about the Seniors who were planning on traveling to the above mentioned silly conferences. Apparently the rest of the people would just sit and watch 'Axis Powers Hetalia' episodes for 2 hours. I had to join one club and sitting in a room watching TV sounded appealing to me (certainly more than playing Badminton, team sports or being part of the Drama Club). So I agreed to join.

However I regretted my naive decision as soon as I entered the first meeting. Turns out almost everyone on my floor was too lazy to engage in activities so they were all part of the MUN Club.

'How many times a week is this happening?' I hissed to Wyatt. It was the first thing I said once I walked through the door. Enthusiastic, aren't I?

Wyatt just smiled. 'Don't worry, only once a week.'

'Meh, still annoying.'

'Axis Powers Hetalia' was this odd political anime that was supposed to be a recreation of WWII. It was, smutty, silly and everything but historically accurate. However we got to miss study hour due to club activities so they could make us watch Spongebob Squarepants and I would sincerely enjoy it.

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My first weekend at Boarding School was strange. After lunch, we all (being all the guys on my floor) signed out until 10pm. I had no idea what the hell they had planned to do. Amazingly Wyatt had once again managed to mind-trick me into joining. Well actually it was more blackmail.

'If you don't come, I won't ever let you sign out with me again.'

It was a bad strategy since I was about to turn sixteen, and also he was so obsessed with me, we wouldn't ever turn away an opportunity to spend time with me /stalk me. The only reason I had joined them in their little trip was that I had gotten so incredibly bored. That's what boarding school did to me, I had never been that bored before in my life. Since I wasn't allowed to leave campus on my own, I had been spending all my free time playing 'Minesweeper' on my laptop. And as hard as it was to admit, hanging out with Wyatt was actually A LOT more entertaining.

So there I was, on my first Saturday, walking through the park with Wyatt and the other idiots who felt oh-so-cool, chain-smoking like the badass gangsters' they would never be. I spent about an hour listening to them talking about breasts and their sexual "experiences" (probably non-existent). Then we went to a Pizzeria and they spent an hour there talking about the exact same topics. Afterwards we went to the local game store, where they, surprisingly, ended up talking about blood and gore instead of tits. However they returned to the usual topic as soon as we left.

After approximately 4 hours with them I had heard enough about sex with imaginary women to want to turn gay…

'Hey, we should totally get some booze and get whacked!' Someone suggested.

Not surprisingly, everyone seemed to share the enthusiasm. Way to be a stereotype! Since the Kiosk with the legally estranged guy that had tried to sell me cigarettes the other day would be closed on Saturdays, the guys were forced to try their luck at a legit liquor store:

'Okay, so who looks the oldest?' the Austrian guy asked the group.

'Kai and Bram do.' Cody exclaimed, which earned him admiration from all the other morons assembled.

I sneered. 'Forget it, I'm not buying your alcohol!'

'We'll pay for it.' They insisted.

'I'm still not doing it.'

'Maybe I should go alone, it seems more legit that a mature adult man wants to buy alcohol for himself.' Bram suggested.

Yea, I think the fact that our entire group was assembled in front of the shop window ruined the illusion…

The owner kept on sending us strange looks but I didn't tell the guys, as this was way too much fun. So all of us were staking out the shop, watching my classmate glamorously fail at his task. Of course the owner didn't sell him squat, if our little group assembly didn't give him the hint that we were stocking up for an underage drinking party, then it was the fact that Bram didn't look a day older than 16.

The idiots however seemed sincerely disappointed by that fact.

'So unfair that he didn't serve you, you look at least 20.' Wyatt insisted.

No, he didn't.

'Kai, you should have gone in.' the alpine douchebag nagged.

'I'm 15.' I reminded him. Besides, I was dressed in black jogging pants and a hoodie with the school crest printed on it. I highly doubt that I would have been able to pull of being an adult, even if I had wanted to.

'Maybe we should call Pavel, he's 18.' someone suggested.

'He left early this morning by train to go to a University Open Day.' I informed them. Unlike this bunch, Pavel was actually somewhat mature. He was very talkative, unfortunately (which was how I knew about his Open Day) but the appeared to be the most intelligent person I'd met at this school so far.

The idiots didn't yet want to accept that they wouldn't be getting any alcohol.

'Heh, Wyatt, you have a fake-ID don't you?'

What?

I gave the boy a sinister look. Did he honestly have one? He blushed when he noticed me giving him my 'I'm so disappointed'-look. But he still answered the question.

'My old one got confiscated by my Mom, and my new one is a Japanese driver's license. It works at home, but here they can tell it's fake.'

There was a lot of mumbling going on, but I didn't pay attention to it, instead I continued with my business of giving Wyatt dirty looks and making him feel bad about himself.

'Hey, at home everyone had a fake ID.' he defended himself.

'Doesn't mean you have to join the masses.'

He sighed 'What's your issue with being like everyone else. It's not that bad. It's our generation.'

'That's the problem. Thanks to people like you everyone believes our generation is rotten.'

He shrugged and hissed. 'We'll I'm sorry, I didn't take you to be the type to be that concerned about how other people see you. You were the last person I expected to be so superficial, Kai.'

'At least I happen to have enough backbone to not do stupid things, just because everyone else does.' I spat back at him.

'You know what Kai, fuck you!'

Then he took a giant gulp from his water bottle (probably thought that would make him look tough) and walked off.

It took me a while to realize what had just happened. Wyatt and I had a fight. And it felt like the strangest thing ever…

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Basic Boarding School Fact 7: Everyone's a pervert.

Basic Boarding School Fact 8: Everyone desperately wants to be an alcoholic and feels gangsta because of it!