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 Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 4:22 pm
There's nothing worse than waking up in the middle of class to find all your work destroyed, your glasses broken, and the phrase "I suck" written in permanant marker across your face. Strands of pink hair hung akwardly across his eyes, covering most, but not all of the vandalism. His eyes closed slowly, not upset by what had happened, but by the fact that he was begining to get used to it.
Shuichi Shindou was a normal high school senior, not bothering with his work, being too preoccupied by the half-dressed girls that passed by his eye level almost at five minute intervals.
It wasn't too long before the last bell of the day sounded, bringing with it a rush of feet and the scraping of metal chair legs against a tile floor. It bugged him, so he stood wearily, straightening his school uniform as he mad his was groggily toward the door. He didn't bother talking with the people ther, but something was nagging at him, pulling up the hair on the back of his neck. He fought the urge to turn around, and walked down the hall, bumping hard into the shoulder of a taller boy. "Hey! Watch it!"
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 9:51 am
Yukio Hoshi was not quite your average high school student. First off, he was Shindou's torturer most of the time. Yukio was the type of guy that nearly everyone liked, he could be charming, he could be debanair, and he could be quite the clever a*****e. He also happened to be taller than half of the other boys his age and athletic, so almost no one ever messed with him.
Except Shindou of course.
Turning around, he half-grinned, half-smirked at the boy who'd run into his shoulder. "You watch it munchkin. Perhaps if you didn't drool all over yourself in class you'd be able to pay more attention."
Okay, so he thoroughly enjoyed picking on the pink-haired boy, and though he could be rather malicious at times, it wasn't because he hated him or anything like that, he was just fun to pick on. The reactions he sometimes got were just so priceless.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 4:16 pm
He could handle the jokes, the writing on the forehead, and the destruction of his property, but this was something he couldn't stand for, rather, he wouldn't. His face turned an odd shade of crimson as he bowed up at the taller boy, standing tippy-toe so as to come at least within eye level. "You look here! I may be short, but I am NOT a munchkin! I swear, Yukio..."
He balled up his hands into tight little fists, his entire body stiffening with an odd anger. "Stop it now..."
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 4:24 pm
The boy just grinned, laughing in Shindou's face. Obviously, the smaller boy's attempt at possiblie intimidation by balling up his fists, was not working... But Yukio was wierd like that. His face then suddenly turned serious, and he placed a hand on Shuichi's head, pushing him back onto his flattened feet. Well, his height was less than impressive, and he was shortish even for a Japanese boy. Then again, Yukio was pretty tall.
"Okay ochibi, I understand." he said, grinning once again and patting him on the head before turning around and walking down the hall. Shindou never could win..
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 4:35 pm
That was it, he had finally reached his wits end with Yukio. His fet pounded the ground as he charged at him, coming withing meters, ready to swing before... he fell flat on his face.
Poor Shuichi. It was always his fate to fall short. No pun intended. All his life he had been the shortest in his class, he had always been last, and now he had fallen on his face in an attempt to punch his rival's lights out. So, completly embarrassed and willing death to take him away, he lay still on the tile floor, sighing slightly as all the people around him went back to their buisness. He couldn't even keep anyones attention for more than a moment...
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 4:43 pm
Yukio turned around, feeling a slight whoosh of air, and then started to laugh again. Oh good god, this was too funny. Slipping out a disposable camera, he got a picture of Shuichi spread out on his face, looking completely dejected. "How can you ever hope to win if you trip over your own feet?" he laughed again, putting the camera up.
"Better luck next time Shindou!" he called over his shoulder as he exited the building. People rarely thought of them as rivals... Shuichi was generally just thought of as the poor shmuck that Yukio focused his more... malicious intentions toward.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 5:01 pm
Satishi stood, shaking a bit from his sudden fall when something caught his eye. It wasn't very large, though it glimmered in the light that poured through the hall windows. he picked it up, twirling it over his fingers. "Ah... Yukio Hoshi eh? He must have dropped it..."
As much as he hated to, he soon found himselfs wandering down the halls, hands in pocket, in search of that damn boy. Over and over, he ran his fingers over the cold metal ring in his pocket, wondering why he was even going to return it in the first place.
After a few minutes, he came apon the boy, flaunting the poloroid of him moments earlier to all who would see it. "Yukio... I think you dropped this..." Shuichi held up the small ring, placed lightly in the palm of his hand, waiting for a reply.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 5:08 pm
The taller boy took the ring from him carefully and ran his fingers over it. "Mm, it's mine alright." He slipped it onto his own thumb, twirling it about a bit since it stayed above his knuckle, then turned to look down at Shindou.
Leaning over, he kissed Shindou on the forehead and then, taking the ring off of his own finger, slipped it onto the other boy's index finger. Straightening back up, he smiled and flicked a lock of pink hair out of the shorter boy's face.
"Keep it." he said, turning and, once again, starting to walk away. Even the guys who had been standing with him weren't sure about why he'd done that.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 5:13 pm
Bright red blush invaded his cheeks, part from anger, and part from something else he couldn't quite pin down. His finger felt odd with the silver ring wrapped around it, sort of like it belonged there. He felt like screaming, and, after a few seconds, did. "Damn you Yukiiiiii!!!!"
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 5:17 pm
"Ja ne, Shuichi-koi!" the older boy called over his shoulder, winking and blowing a kiss as he disappeared from sight. Ah, the sweet sound of Shindou's angry screams.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 5:25 pm
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 5:32 pm
Shichi sat near the back of Japanese class, his chin resting in hand. It had been day since Yukio had publicly humiliated him by giving him his class ring. Everyone had been following him from that moment, asking if they were together. It was really quite annoying, though the more he tried to leave the ring at home, the more he found himself pushing it onto his finger.
"Shuichi Shindou! Pay attention!" Mr. Himura barked over to him. Shuichi responded by yelping something along the lines of "I did not have sex with Yukio" at the top of his lungs as he snapped to attention. What made the situation worse was that Yukio happened to be sitting across the classroom at that moment, smirking as he always did. "Ah jeeze..."
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 5:37 pm
Actually, the other boy was sniggering behind his hands, as was half of the class. Poor Mr. Himura looked a little bit frightened at what had just come out of his student's mouth, but then again, he'd heard much worse.
"Well, I don't really care about what, or whom, you do in your spare time Mr. Shindou, but you need to pay attention."
Of course, this statement just threw everyone in class into a state of giggles that didn't stop for at least ten minutes. It was really weird hearing Mr. Himura talking about, well, sex, sort of. It didn't make it any better that Yukio winked at him and licked his top lip, which of course everyone noticed.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 5:44 pm
Shichi's head began to hurt from the harsh blush. He wanted to kill Yukio, but didn't quite feel normal. That's about when he noticed the red droplets on his desk. At first there was only one, then two, then his hand met his nose where, when removed, was covered in deep red blood. "Damnit! Curse you Yuki!" He stormed from the classroom, clutching his bloody nose in his cupped hands as he made his way to the washroom.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 5:50 pm
Yukio allowed himself a chuckle for a minute, then volunteered to go check on him. The teacher waved him off, muttering 'whatever' and then going back to teaching. And so, 'Yuki' went off to the bathroom in search of the boy he'd been embarassing more than usual this past week.
Wandering into the bathroom, he spotted the smaller senior pressing a wad of tissue paper over his nose, bent over the sink so that he didn't stain anything with the blood.
"Give you a nosebleed Shuichi-koi?"
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