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A/N...sigh...my friends(most of them, chiba lae hasn't been on in awhile) talked me into doing this...ty to staryday who has somehow become my official beta for my DNAngel stories(she tricked me...--"' lol, it was worth it anyways, now I have a personal reminder person...sorta...and ty for the encouragement guys! (you know who I'm talking bout)
WARNING! YES, YOU GUYS SHOULD KNOW WHAT I DO TO FLAMES THAT DON'T LISTEN TO MY WARNINGS NOW! THIS IS A YAOI WARNING WHICH MEANS BOY X BOY AND LEMON-yesssss- NOT LIME. SO FLAME ME AND DIE! HORRIBLY AND PAINFULLY!
Summary: Daisuke Niwa has been transferred to an all boys high school, problem? The whole school sees him as the perfect uke, and the worst of the perverts have ended up in his class! YAOI and LEMON! Pairings undecided
Prologue
"You'll be fine, here's your lunch." A tall, slender, well curved girl with wavy red hair shoved a cute red head out of the car and in front of a huge school labeled as Shinyusu Danshikou.
"But, what would they think of me? " Daisuke whined, holding his school books close to him. Giving his sister the best wan-chan eyes he could muster and including a slight pout.
"Don't worry bout it, otouto-chan! I'm sure you'll be fine!" She reassured and without another word, had driven off. The younger red head sighed in defeat before trudging up to the school. It was his first day at an all boys high school and he was already late.
Daisuke headed to the office, hoping they'll forgive him for being late. He didn't look where he was going and soon bumped into someone.
"Gomen!" He apologized, looking up to see a boy about his age with sparkling blue eyes and hair the same color to match. "Gomen!" He apologized again, "I wasn't looking where I was going!"
"It's alright. Accidents happen," the other boy responded before walking off in a different direction.
Daisuke sighed in relief, at least it seemed like the boys here were nice.
"Well now, Niwa-san. It seems you skipped a grade in your old school." The head secretary spoke, scanning the entry papers and glancing at Daisuke occasionally.
"Hai," he responded, fidgeting nervously. All his teachers advised him to skip, so he willing participated as well.
"We only have another boy here like you, and coincidentally, he's gonna be in your class," she told him. "And I'll ask someone to escort you to your classroom." With that, the secretary picked up the p.a. system microphone and called a teacher by the name of 'Waruhusho-sensei' down to the office.
"Welcome to the school, Niwa-san," Daisuke's teacher was an energetic man between 20 to 24 in age and seemed to be the happiest man on Earth. "My class is the enhanced learning class, so I hope you won't have any trouble keeping up. Since you are put in my class, you must be worthy. Like Hikari-san; he's the one who skipped a grade like you."
"Oh, ok..." Daisuke responded, not really sure what to say and he was also pretty nervous. They entered the classroom and murmuring immediately broke out.
"Quiet everyone!" Waruhusho yelled out over the soft buzzing. "Now, as you can see here, we have a new student. His name is Daisuke Niwa and he just transferred here from the Tokyo District." More mumbling broke out. "EVERYONE QUIET!" The class was silent in under a second. "Now, Daisuke is younger then you all and has just skipped a grade. So as older students, I would appreciate it if you treated him as a little brother. Now, Niwa-san, please sit down next to Mousy-san." Daisuke looked to the far corner where Waruhusho-sensei was pointing.
A boy with purple hair and matching eyes waved back lazily to him. The red head walked over and plopped down in the seat, he noticed the other boy looking at him, but he ignored it.
The school day passed pretty fast. Everything was seemingly easy and he was already being praised by the teachers every so often. As was this other boy that had blue hair...the one he bumped into from before, the one called Satoshi Hikari. But the red head didn't care, he just continued on with his work, oblivious to the looks he was receiving from most of the boys in his classes.
At the end of the day, when almost everyone was gone, Daisuke was about to leave his seat when he felt someone slip past behind him and pull him back down into the person's lap. Daisuke squawked as the other person behind him maintained a rough grip around his arm and waist.
"Wha–!" He said, but was cut of when the person placed a finger on his lips; it was gentle, a soft caress.
"Daisuke Niwa, right? You aren't bad looking for two famous artists' son," someone whispered into his ear.
"What's that supposed to mean!" Daisuke asked. "Do you know my parents?" He moaned slightly when the older boy moved the hand from his lips to Daisuke's chest.
"Kosuke and Emiko Niwa, yea, it's hard not to. The two best artists in the world, they're always on the news when they make something new." The boy responded. Daisuke finally caught a glimpse of purple strands of hair and came to the conclusion that it was Dark Mousy. Who was the only one in the class with purple locks for hair.
"Can I help you, Mousy-sempai?" Daisuke asked, Dark pulled back slightly from surprise, but maintained his grip on the boy and chuckled.
"You're perceptive, and I just wanted to make friends," Dark said with a Cheshire cat smile, pressing his lips to the younger boy's neck.
"Who makes friends by pulling the person into their lap!" Daisuke pointed out, slightly flustered by all the touching.
"I do...?" They were rudely interrupted when Satoshi spotted them, walked over, and smacked Dark on the head.
"Dark, you baka, already molesting the new boy," Satoshi scowled, Daisuke's eye's widened from the used term.
"Sato-kun!" Another smack on the head, "I was just saying hi to him!" Dark defended, another rough smack to the head. "AND FUCKING STOP SMACKING ME!" He snapped.
"WOULD YOU FUCKING SHUT UP!" Someone roared from across the classroom. They all turned to face a boy that looked slightly taller the Dark with golden hair and glistening cat-like gold eyes.
"You didn't have to yell at me too, Kraddie..." Dark whined, putting on the best puppy dog eye pout Daisuke had ever seen. Dark slipped out from under Daisuke and sauntered across the room to the golden haired boy. Satoshi held out a hand to Daisuke, who took it graciously as Satoshi helped him up and out of his chair.
"Th-thank you, Hikari-san," Daisuke said, blushing slightly, still flustered from his contact with a boy he hardly knew.
"Don't mind Dark, he can be very...perverted...at times. Especially when he spots someone cute." Daisuke's face took on a new shade of red; Satoshi cocked his eyebrow in amusement.
"And Satoshi-sama is right, you are cute." Krad cut in when he crossed the classroom towards them, placing a finger under Daisuke's chin and lifting his head to meet his eyes. "Krad Hikari, nice to meet you." Krad said, removing his finger from under Daisuke's chin. He then proceeded by taking Daisuke's right hand in his and lifting it to meet his lips in a soft kiss, which gained another blush from Daisuke.
"Hikari? As in...?" Daisuke asked curiously, looking to Satoshi and Krad.
"I'm Satoshi's cousin; our fathers are brothers," Krad answered his unfinished question, letting Daisuke's hand to drop to his side. Dark sneaked up behind Daisuke and jumped on him, hugging him tightly; they both staggered forward, but regained their balance before Dark could land on top of Daisuke.
"DARK! DON'T BE A PERVERT!" Satoshi snapped, slapping him on the head with harsh bam!
"Waiii! Kraddie! He hit me again!" Dark complained, hiding behind Krad as Satoshi sent daggers in his direction.
"You deserved it, you ass!" Satoshi snarled.
"But I was just trying to make friends!" Dark defended, trying to look as innocent as possible.
"MORE LIKE MAKE HIM YOUR FUCK TOY!" Satoshi answered.
Daisuke couldn't stop blushing, this was getting way to personal...and he hardly even knew these people and they were already getting so close to him, physically that is. "Umm, I have to go..." He spoke softly as he made a move to grab his backpack that was hanging on the back of the chair.
"Aweeee...already...?" Dark whined, looking at him with puppy dog eyes.
"Yea...me and my parents have something important to do today..." Why the hell am I telling them this! Daisuke thought.
"Ok!" Dark said cheerfully. "See you tomorrow, then!" He smiled too sweetly...
"Yup, see you tomorrow, Daisuke," Krad added.
"Dai-daisuke!" Daisuke stuttered. When had they gone to first name basis! Satoshi coughed, he took Daisuke's hand and pulled him out of the class.
"Sorry for the rude behavior...they're...usually not like this," Satoshi apologized.
"Ummmm, it's ok..." Daisuke answered, "See you tomorrow Hikari-san!" He said before smiling and walking off in the direction of the front doors.
Translations
Danshikou - boys high school
Otouto-chan - younger brother
wan-chan - puppy
gomen - sorry
baka - idiot
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