Triangular

Author's notes: Hello! This is my first X fic, also my first shounen-ai/yaoi. This fic is co-written – ech – I mean, co-plotted with my friend, Silent X a.k.a. Hanayuko Yunagi. Please enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own X or any of its characters. I simply own the plot, and CLAMP owns the rest.

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Lavender eyes screened the open doorway, seeing his new classmates chattering and running around like idiots. Some guy who's very cheerful was running – actually chasing – a girl with long hair and a stoic expression all around the classroom. Shirou Kamui winced – at least this was better than his old school.

**flashback**

Kamui buried his head in his hands, groaning at every word his History teacher said. His dark-haired teacher sneered at him as he walked down the aisles, smirking as his eyes stayed put on the student.

Thankfully, the bell rang, making Kamui sigh in happiness as he gathered his things. He quickly shoved all his things in his bag, not bothering to smooth out his hair (which he almost pulled out, by the way) as he started to walk – or run – to the classroom exit.

But unfortunately, a hand laid itself on top of his head and smoothed out the crop of silken ebony hair. He grimaced, wanting to go home to his foster mother, but his teacher was keeping him from doing what he wanted.

"Kamui-kun," his teacher said, in that awfully sexy voice that Kamui dreaded to hear.

"Yes, sensei?" Kamui asked, trying to get his head away from his teacher, emphasizing on the word 'sensei'.

"Sensei?" the teacher asked in utter disbelief. "Hmm…didn't I tell you to call me Fuuma?"

"Ano…uh…hai…" Kamui replied shakily, wanting to run away from his teacher, Monou Fuuma.

"Well, anyway, Kamui-kun," Fuuma started, smoothing out Kamui's hair, smiling. "I'd like you to stay for a while."

Kamui's eyes widened. Stay after school?! With him?! WITH FUUMA?!?!

"Uh…yes, of course. But I would like to hurry, Karen-san would like me to get home early to fix my things." Kamui replied, hoping that Fuuma would let him go early. Fuuma eyed him.

All the students have gone, leaving Kamui and Fuuma alone in the deserted classroom. "Of course, of course. Well, Kamui, where are you going? Your guardian has informed me that you will be switching schools…" Fuuma said in a disappointed tone, now caressing the younger boy's cheek.

"I'd prefer it for no one else to know where I am going." Kamui remarked, looking away from the history teacher. Kasumi Karen, the lady who has been caring for them ever since his and Yuzuriha's parents died, had transferred Kamui into another school, suspecting some hints of stalking from his history teacher, apparently Monou Fuuma.

"Alright then, Kamui-kun." Fuuma started to near his face to Kamui's, but luckily, his younger sister arrived just in time.

"Onii-cha~n!!!!!!" Shirou Yuzuriha screamed, waving frantically at the doorway. "Karen-san's waiting for us downstairs!!!!!!"

Kamui heaved a relieved sigh, picking up his bag from Fuuma's desk, and running outside the door. Good thing he wasn't going to be able to see that creepy teacher again.

**

"I would like to introduce to you a new student who will be joining our class." Aoki Seichiiro, their science teacher and homeroom teacher, exclaimed, looking around the classroom. Every head shot up to see a boy about the age of seventeen with purple eyes, jet-black hair and a grim smile standing in the center of the classroom.

"Hello. I'm Shirou Kamui." Kamui remarked, feeling every gaze of his new classmates. "Nice to meet you."

"Shirou-kun, you would be sitting next to Arisugawa." Aoki said, pointing at the friendly guy with the cap. Kamui nodded, making his way to his seat. "And Arisugawa, take off your cap."

"Haaaaaaaa~ii!" Arisugawa Sorata replied, taking off his cap and hanging it on the edge of his seat. "Hey, I'm Sorata, nice to meet you. That's onee-chan." Sorata pointed at the long-haired girl who sat before them.

"Sorata-san!" The girl hissed, turning around to meet them. "Ohayo. Kishuu Arashi, yoroshiikun."

Kamui nodded, welcoming the introduction. He sighed, knowing that his new school would be better than his last one.

Well, until he saw a girl with a short ponytail and glasses looking at him with a perceiving stare.

**

The rest of the day went along pretty well, with everything doing great for the new student. Everyone was really nice, except for that girl who always stared at him weirdly. The teachers were fine, as long as there was no Fuuma was around.

With the bell ringing, everyone hurried to their seats, excited to meet their next teacher. Girls were whispering all around, giggling, and doing whatever they do when they're swoony and everything. Well, except for Arashi, that is.

"What's the matter?" Kamui asked bluntly to his seatmate. Sorata turned to look at him.

"Oh…you don't know him, right? The next one's our math teacher. Sumeragi Subaru-sensei." Sorata explained, looking at the door every now and then. After a while, the teacher did enter the classroom, sending a few girls down the floor.

"They're all right, aren't they?" Kamui asked.

"Don't worry. That happens every time."

"Konnichiwa." Sumeragi Subaru said, in an amazingly entrancing, deep voice, making Kamui stare in awe.

"Konnichiwa, Sumeragi-sensei." The class replied before taking their seats. Kamui was still staring at the teacher with something unexplainable, although there was something there all right.

**

Subaru entered the classroom as usual, and right on schedule, about five girls swooned and dropped to the floor. He shrugged it off, proceeding to the teacher's desk, dropping off his lesson plan and the math book on it. He looked around the classroom, expecting to see everyone as usual as they could ever be.

But someone caught his eye.

An angel caught his attention, possessing silken black hair and amethyst eyes, standing in the crowd although he stood out so perfectly. His skin was creamy and pale, looking soft and silky, with long, graceful eyelashes covering his elegant orbs. His hair was tousled, a few strands sticking up in a few places, his appearance so angelic that Subaru could stare at him forever. The boy wasn't small, nor he was tall, he possessed just the right height for the teacher's taste, with a body that could make Subaru gape. The angel was looking right at him, with innocent purple eyes and the same expression on his face.

All Subaru knew then was the class was seated.

Subaru leaned on the table, propping himself with his arms as he flipped through the book. "I believe I gave you an assignment, am I correct?"

The student population answered a yes as the teacher walked to the new student.

"And you are…?" Subaru asked, holding the book in one hand as he peered at the beautiful angel.

"Shirou Kamui." The boy replied, looking straight up at him with intoxicating eyes.

"You're new, aren't you, Shirou-kun?" Subaru asked, making Kamui nod. "You're excused."

**

The bell rang for dismissal, and Arashi, Sorata and Kamui walked out of the campus.

"Who was he?" Kamui asked, still captivated by Subaru's presence. "There's something about him."

"Sumeragi-sensei was rumored once to have relations with someone in this school." Arashi explained, tucking a tendril of her long, brown hair behind her ear.

"With who…?"

"Our vice-principal." Arashi simply replied. Sorata gaped at 'onee-chan', not believing what she had said.

"Who is…?" Kamui asked, wanting to know the reason why Sorata was still shocked.

"Our vice-principal, Sakurazuka Seishiiro."

Author's notes: Was it good? Please tell me! Be a sweetheart and review, alright? Or else Fuuma would kill you.