EDIT: May 20, 2013

Made some slight corrections/changes to the first 5 chapters that conflicted with some future events and that just all in all bothered me.

This is my second multichapter Legal Drug fic. Enjoy!

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If there was something in high school that bothered Kazahaya Kudo, it was not grades, or the stress of applying to college, nor the number of friends he had, or even if he had a girlfriend. In fact, one would say that Kazahaya was not bothered by school, in a sense.

He was terrified of it.

Although he was aware that was nothing to be afraid of, Kazahaya was one to take things too literally and was secretly very self conscience. The teenagers at school were ruthless in their opinions and showed little remorse in their verbal beatings.

And this was why being gay was a problem for Kazahaya Kudo.

The point of high school, initially, is to make a name for yourself. And Kazahaya had been working on his name. He wanted to leave this hell hole with only one note still attached to his back:

"That one kid."

He didn't want to be a fag, loser, creep, or anything else that he had overhead bullies call students.

But because he was just a magnet for attention, a new name was given to him in his 12th year:

"The spaz."

…Guess it's better than fag.

Kazahaya also had the biggest girl-crush on Rikuo Himura.

He was tall, muscular, dark and unbelievably gorgeous. Kazahaya had to make sure his jaw didn't hit the floor every time he walked by, an air of superiority wafting off his tan skin. The breeze that Rikuo always left in his wake was enough to make Kazahaya unsteady, letting his usually innocent characterization shatter in a feverishly erotic fantasy of those taunt muscles shoving him against random surfaces, piercing green eyes invading his thoughts and thin lips caressing him everywhere…

This was probably not a normal crush, Kazahaya always decided to himself after he resurfaced from his sensual haze. This was probably something close to obsession.

If Kazahaya made one wrong move, anyone could see the graffiti of Rikuo's name all over his notebooks, doodles of what his eyes might look like up close, as well as the dreaded stories he wrote to sate his constant daydreams.

Of course, Kazahaya was not stupid enough (though you might predict otherwise) to actually use Rikuo's and his own names in his ridiculous stories… but we'll get to more of that later.

The problem for little Kazahaya is, he was pretty sure Rikuo was straight… or at least a-sexual. Being the soccer jock that he was, Rikuo always had a swarm of fan girls surrounding him before and after school, sometimes in the hallways, but Rikuo never paused to really talk to them. Kazahaya's victory was short lived though, as Rikuo never seemed to take interest in guys either. It was a tough call. Rikuo was just apathetic to everyone, Kazahaya hadn't seen the stoic guy crack a smile in the years that he knew him.

So, during breakfast one morning, "Do you think Rikuo smiles?" Kazahaya asked Fai, his best friend since he attended school here… also currently the only one who knew his sexual orientation, as well as his infatuation with Rikuo.

Fai Flourite angled his head to stare at his strange friend. "Everyone smiles, Kazahaya. Even The Brick Wall… just don't ask me how." He waved his spoon in a circle, emphasizing his point before sticking it back into his cereal.

Kazahaya pushed his tray away, already finished, to prop his elbows on the table, chin resting atop his laced fingers. "Makes you wonder…"

"Not really," Fai slurped up his Apple Jacks and chewed loudly. "But you can try and find out." He pointed to the cafeteria doors. Kazahaya spun around in his seat to catch Rikuo walking in, heading straight for the serving bar, not bothering to grab a tray. Rikuo had a black and forest green back pack slung over his shoulder, just ordering toast and grabbing a juice box.

"Hey, Himura!" Kazahaya sputtered, almost falling out of his seat when he turned back to Fai, his eyes almost out of their sockets.

"What do you think you're doing?" Kazahaya demanded in a low hiss.

Rikuo looked up to see who had called him, automatically locking eyes with someone he was sure who's name was Fai. He nodded and was about to head back out the door he came through, rather than sit at a table to eat, when his peripheral vision caught something moving. Looking back to Fai, he found him waving his arms in an inviting gesture. That's when the boy in front of him, his back to Rikuo, grabbed his arms in mid flail, to pin them back at the table.

Rikuo raised an eyebrow, but walked forward anyway.

"What?" He asked in a disinterested tone upon his arrival, completely unaware of the fidgeting body he was standing next to.

"Don't act snippy with me!" Fai snapped at Rikuo's word choice. Kazahaya almost slapped his own forehead.

"I'm not snippy. You're the one who called me over here. What?" Rikuo never broke eye contact with Fai's cerulean eyes, usually an intimidating action, but not by Fai's standards.

Fai waved off his excuse, smiling again as he spoke. "Not much, Kazahaya here just wanted to know something." Fay took an over-exaggeratedly long sip of his apple juice, signifying he was done with the talking.

Kazahaya flushed in anger, then in embarrassment when he felt Rikuo's eyes on him.

"Yes?" Kazahaya jumped when he felt Rikuo's voice at his ear, so close…

"Uh…" He looked to Fai for support but found he was distracted by other things… mainly eating a little too quickly.

Kazahaya heard Rikuo sigh, and panicked at the thought of him leaving so soon. Turning his head to face him, he spat out the first words that came out of his mouth:

"Wanna see a trick I can do with my tongue?"

Rikuo's eyebrows furled, staring dead into Kazahaya's gold eyes. A heavy silence filled the area, Fai looking like he was about to bust a gut, Kazahaya cheeks slowly turning red as he began to comprehend what he had just said.

Finally, after what felt like forever, Rikuo's lips parted.

"Excuse me?"

Fai broke the tension by letting out an obnoxiously loud throaty laugh that made everyone look to their table.

Kazahaya stuttered, trying to collect his thoughts and form a coherent sentence.

"Uh, uh," Kazahaya looked back to Rikuo, ridiculously aware now that he was close enough for to see the lime green streaks blending in with the darker shade in his eyes.

"You know…" Kazahaya forced himself to flinch back, eyes finally darting to the side. Heat rising far above his ears. Kazahaya looked back to stick his tongue out, curving the muscle at the tip carefully, forming a ripple that he knew would appear there.

Oh God, Rikuo is looking at my tongue. Kazahaya counted to three and the pink muscle darted back in his mouth.

Silence again.

"Wow," Rikuo straightened himself after the stillness. "That was a complete waste of my time." And without another word, he turned and walked away.

Fai rose his eyebrows in a manner that suggested that he expected as much. He slowly lifted his lashes to examine Kazahaya's reaction. It was true his friend was notorious for easy freak-outs, over obsessing things, and getting angry very, very fast.

It didn't take long.

"What did you say!" Kazahaya yelled across the cafeteria, turning multiple heads. Rikuo continued walking, a slight smirk on his lips oblivious to everybody but himself.

"I dare you to come back here and try that again!" Kazahaya was now halfway in a standing position, an index finger pointing at Rikuo's retreating figure. "Jackass!"

Fai had stood up, hands on Kazahaya's shoulders, attempting to push him back in his seat.

"Kazahaya, let it go," Fai spoke softly, but with a stern voice. Kazahaya was so not going to make a fool of himself… again.

Most students had already turned back to their food and company, used to these random outbursts. Some had continued staring, wondering what would happen next.

"What a jerk…" Kazahaya mumbled, sitting back down. Fai sighed in relief.

"Who does he think he is? Just…" Kazahaya waved his hands in the air. "Walking in here and ignoring everybody. Douche bag!"

Fai paused. "Was that you first time talking to him?" Rikuo was notorious for awkward conversations, didn't Kazahaya know this?

"…No," Kazahaya decided now was a pleasant time to leave the cafeteria. Standing up, he brought his tray with him to the garbage bins and walked out, making sure that Fai was right behind.

"Well, we spoke last year for the first time. In American History, we were partnered in a project." Kazahaya explained vaguely, walking.

"And was he rude?" Fai kept pace, checking a hanging clock to make sure this little trip wasn't going to make them late.

"Tch, yeah." Fai noticed Kazahaya's brows narrow. "He said I was 'useless' and a spaz."

Fai had to bite his lip to keep from smiling, whispering what he said next.

"And yet, you still like him?"

Kazahaya shrugged at that. "I don't know, it's like I can feel pure intentions about him... even though he portrays obnoxiousness," here Kazahaya grumbled before another thought hit him, feeling Fai's gaze on him. "Not just because of his looks," he wagged a finger at Fai, who had rolled his eyes. "During that project," Kazahaya began again. "Rikuo was very helpful. Even though he protested when I had a question, he explained the answer to me carefully, and it wasn't so bad…"

Fai stared dubiously. "Or he could have been acting that way because his grade was on the line." He joked.

Kazahaya rolled his eyes, smiling softly. "Probably. But…" He shrugged, dropping the subject, much to Fai's dismay.

"You're pathetic." Fai concluded.