Venturo Boarding School (Yaoi~ Spots open!)

[Madame Rioulette]

"I have a vision...

XXXX"I have a vision...XXXX

Vincent Evan Stromguard III

XXXX"I have a vision...XXXX

...can you hear it?"

Vincent smirked a bit and wrinkled his nose as Mr. Gage poked the nose piece of his blue tinted glasses. "To be honest, I think you'd go crazy if you didn't have me in your class. I mean, how many kids who take your class actually like art?" He brought up, scoffing at the boneheads who were thrown into the art class just because they needed a schedule filler. They were so bothersome, it really bugged him when kids - who he truly thought didn't even know how to spell "art" - just took the class because sports classes or cooking classes were full. Unfortunately, Vincent knew it'd be the same this year, more than half the class only having as much of an art skill as when they were in kindergarten, eating glue.

"That hurts, can't I meet and greet my favorite teacher before I go find my cell and jail mate?" He arched a thin, bleached eyebrow at Mr. Gage, referring to his room and roommate. Vincent shrugged and grabbed his bags, both in one hand so that the other could quickly lift his glasses up and give the art teacher his sharp blue eyes. "Don't worry, I'll take them off, just for you, Gage."

With that, he left go find where his new room was. This year he'd be in the junior, senior part of the dorms, which wasn't all that exciting, but something to think about. Vincent blinked at Mr. Gage before slipping his glasses back on and heading out the door. Truth be told, he thought his art teacher was attractive, Hell who didn't? Just his type too, quiet, art fanatic, and not too pushy if one stood on his right side. It wasn't like Vincent flirted, though, it was a simple teacher student friendship. Everyone had to have an attractive friend, right?

[Kira_Deanta]

The blonde teacher lowered his hand once he had pressed against the glasses softly for a moment. Leo felt his lips curve upward a little at the corners. “Maybe and maybe not. After all I am a master of tuning out other people. You should know how that goes, Vincent. After all you seem to do it to enough of your other teachers so I’ve heard.” The older man thought for a moment. “Well I suppose I could just make my class like a study hour or something, since most of the teenagers don’t want to take it in the first place.” He shrugged his shoulders. Of course he was only joking. He would get into trouble if he even attempted that. Though it would save the school on art supplies, after all, all the paints and clay and whatever else they were going to use in class was rather expensive.

“You can do whatever you want to. And I feel sorry for whoever your roommate is. Don’t terrorize the poor boy, this year. It really was a mess last year with your old roommate. His parents are still mad at the school because of it.” The teacher stated giving the young man a pointed look. The two roommates hadn’t gotten a long very well last year, which he didn’t understand why the school board hadn’t just switched them with other people, but it ended with a few very upset parents. “You better. I don’t want to have to send you to detention. Its no fun, as you well know. It was like your second room last year wasn’t it?” Leo teased slightly.

The teacher watched as the teen walked away and shook his head slightly. That boy was trouble and he had been since the first day that he had come to this school. Leo didn’t know if he had made any friends or anything. In truth he didn’t know the boy at all except for his skill and love of art. He wondered what his parents were like, but he wouldn’t pry into someone else’s life. Sure he could probably go request his file from the office that listed just about everything about him but he wasn’t going to do that either. If Vincent wanted him to know more about him he would tell him.

[Madame Rioulette]

"I have a vision...

XXXX"I have a vision...XXXX

Vincent Evan Stromguard III

XXXX"I have a vision...XXXX

...can you hear it?"

"Yeah, yeah," Vincent waved a hand at Mr. Gage, referring to his comments about being good. Well, the art teacher didn't have to worry about his behavior during his art class, not much anyway. It was his other teachers that had to fear him, and apparently word had gotten around since Mr. Gage knew of his time spent in detention, most of it for graffiti in the bathrooms.

As for his roommate, last year hadn't been his fault. The kid had been more annoying than a fly in one's soup. He had really tested Vincent's patience and even went as far as angering him; twice. That took a lot of stupidity and a lot of persistence. Needless to say, by the end of last year, Vincent had taught that kid a lesson. Hopefully, and only hopefully because he hated being stressed out by other students, this year he'd be roomed with someone who was calm and quiet, much like Mr. Gage.

When Vincent made it to his room, he saw that someone's things were already in the room. He noticed, over everything, that there was a violin case, and he almost sighed with relief. Musicians were usually calm and quiet, hopefully this one would be. Vincent threw his stuff on the empty bed in the room and made his way out, and back to the Welcome Party to go see if he could start some trouble, or if trouble started on its own.

Stephan Lawraine

XXXX"Read my lips...XXXXXXXXXXXXXX...I think you're cute."

Stephan Lawraine passed Vincent as he was leaving the Welcome Party and the English teacher was just coming in. It seemed he was talking to the Art teacher, no surprise there. Stephan was probably the second least picked on teacher by Vincent being that he almost had a fond liking for literature, but to a point. Thankfully, he didn't have to worry about him, instead, he could look forward to the new little children he would be acquiring in his freshmen english class. How he loved the new freshmen, and even some sophomores from last year. They had such cute little faces, so innocent and pure, and God was he a dirty, perverted twenty-six year old man who had no morals whatsoever. Stephan gave Leo a sly look with his green eyes before making his way over to the blonde.

"Flirting with your favorite student, Leo?" Stephan teased, poking at Leo's shoulder. "You're getting busy before I am. I haven't been able to search out one new face yet." He almost pouted when he said that, crossing his arms over his chest in a childish manner. His mannerisms really didn't fit his outward appearance; which was sort of frightening and strict - that was how he was during classes.

[Kira_Deanta]

As Leonardo was watching his student leave, he saw another teacher come. One that he could stand for the most part at least. When he saw the said man heading his way, the blonde pushed himself from the wall and made to leave but he was too slow. Just because he could stand the other man didn’t mean that he had to stand around and talk with him. After all there was only so much he could talk with the other about little under aged boys, freshmen most of the time, though there were a few sophomores that came up every once in a while.

“I wasn’t flirting.” The art teacher stated with a soft sigh, not flinching or doing anything about the touch to his shoulder. “Though I’m surprised you came to speak with me first. After all, the freshmen should be coming soon and I figured you would have swooped in on your little conquests from last semester.” Leo stated with a raised brow. “I wasn’t getting busy. I was simply giving him some advice for this year. You should know what I mean. After all I think he caused quite a bit of damage last year to your ego if I’m not mistaken.” Maybe he did like the man more then he had thought, he was fairly fun to tease most of the time.

He reached out with one of his arms to put it around the man’s shoulders. “Now don’t be like that Stephan. I’m sure there will be plenty of young freshmen to molest during the school year.” The art teacher assured the other man with his tone of voice being like someone was trying to encourage a child to do something.

[Alexian -x- Moon]

Ŧ ŕ ı ş t a ŋ V a y ŋ e

This would be Tristan's first year attending the Venturo Boarding for Boys. And he wasn't real sure about the whole idea of going to this school either. He didn't mind that it was only a boys school, but he had learned that most boys were bullies. And Tristan was easy prey to those type of boys that liked to pick on the smaller boys that cannot really fight at all. He just hoped he could make it through his first semester at this new school without being picked on at least one time.

With a sigh he dropped his stuff down onto his bed before looking around the room. He was in a shared dorm but so far his room mate had not arrived yet. Not that he minded at all. Tristan didn't really feel like introducing himself anyway. He sat down on the bed a moment to think, his knees drawn up under his chin. His parents were dead after being in a fatal accident. Tris' uncle hadn't wanted him living in his own home with his family and so had sent the sixteen year old boy to an all boys boarding school. Instead of having to deal with his puny nephew. Tris couldn't really blame him at all really.

With another sigh Tris pushed himself up off the bed figuring he would go and explore the grounds for a bit. He had heard about a party or something but Tristan didn't think that he wanted to really go. Since, afterall, he wasn't much into crowds and didn't fit in. Tris left his dorm, locking it behind him before walking down the hall and outside into a large open courtyard. For a moment he paused to look at the school that he would start tomorrow. Or at least thats when he thought that his classes all started. "I hope this school is better than my last one." Tristan said quietly to himself as he shoved his hands down into his pockets. Walking and looking around at the same time Tristan gazed out over the grounds then back towards the building.

So far he had not met any of the teachers. Nor had he spoken to the other students that he had seen walking around. Some of them had been in this school since their freshman year. This would be his first year here and he was both exicted and a little nervous about it all. Though it beat being a homeless kid as well as having to live with an uncle who didn't seem to really like him at all. Tristan sighed once again shaking his head moving onwards. "I don't even know where I am heading." He said to himself looking around once again. Shrugging Tristan walked on with a careful step, staying out of other students' ways and such.

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[Madame Rioulette]

Stephan Lawraine

XXXX"Read my lips...XXXXXXXXXXXXXX...I think you're cute."

Stephan laughed and it was sort of uneasy and not so amusing. "Yeah, that little devil... but I won't judge you if you're into him. I'm not one to judge, I absolutely love those little ones, they're so cute!" the bleach blonde smiled and it was wide, full, but it disappeared when Leo pulled an arm around him.

"Leo, I'm not the gym teacher, I know when you're mocking me. I do not molest them, do you know how much trouble I can get in?!" he was so very dramatic explaining this to Leo. "Some of them actually come on to me, you know. I like them like girls like cute things; you want to squeeze them until they squeal."

Stephan sighed. There were no new faces he could see, maybe they were all nervous or still in their rooms. He pouted again with his thin pink lips. Maybe this year he'd find a cutie he'd be able to stay with, keep him happy with his little quirks and eccentric ways. Or even better - and more legal - a cute little teacher! Maybe a new one, who looked just as cute as the freshmen. The pout disappeared at that thought and a sly grin took its place. Maybe he was getting his hopes up too much or maybe this year would be fun and different.

[Goggle Head]

Meiko Serori

Already having left his dorm to wonder about the school, Meiko was basically skipping and he explored every inch of the building. At least, close enough. Since when he came upon the Welcome Party, well... That definitely caught his attention. It was a party, and parties usually equaled fun. Which he loved. Fun was... Well, fun.

Walking into the room, the green haired boy glanced around, blinking at the people there. Since there wasn't too many... Some students, less teachers. And they weren't really doing much. Most of them were just talking or doing nothing. Which seemed boring to Meiko. Perhaps if he had found someone to talk to, then it would be fun... Or some music... Dancing would be fun too.

"Ah well, I'm sure it'll turn out to be fun~" The freshman said outloud, yet to himself with a grin from ear to ear, now looking around the room for something to do. He considered sitting, but... Well, once again, wasn't much fun in that. And would probably not keep his attention for long...

"... Hm... I should've brought cards or something..." Pausing, Mei stroked his chin playfully as he murmured, "Did I bring cards? I really don't remember... Huh..."

[Kira_Deanta]

Leo had to grin at his friend. Alright so they were friends. The art teacher did have friends, just not that many. And Stephan was the only one who wasn’t quiet like the artist. “Don’t talk bad about my star student.” The darker blonde teacher stated with a slight glare. He would stick up for Vincent even if he was a little mean and troublesome to other people. He hadn’t done anything really bad to Leonardo yet so he would defend the boy. “And I’m not into him.” Leo insisted and rolled his eyes when the subject changed. “I know you love the little ones. But you have to be careful.” The other man instructed.

“You’re just too smart for me then Stephan. Have you seen the gym teacher?” He asked looking around them room. It seemed that he was trying to avoid the said man. “I gave him the slip earlier.” He explained. “I know how much trouble you could get in. Remember the meeting we had on sexual harassment last week?” It was one of the many meetings that the teachers had to attend that first that they were at the school. “You just go on squeezing them then.” At that moment the art teacher looked to the door and saw a small boy and one that he didn’t know enter into the room. “Look Stephan.” He pointed, his voice having a mock excited-ness to it. “There’s one now! Go fetch boy!”

[Kira_Deanta]

Ian was wondering around the school. His baggage had been lost during his plane ride from his parents’ summer home back to the place that he had been to for this being his third year. So he wasn’t going to check into his dorm room till someone called him and told him that his stuff was waiting for him. The green eyed, blonde was smiling and waving at all the old faces that he had seen so far. Everyone seemed so excited to be back. He was heading to the welcoming party. He knew that mostly the teachers and new students would be there but he wanted to welcome the students with open arms and greet all his old teachers. It would be his last year here after all. He needed to get as much time with everyone as possible. He was already starting to miss everyone though the school year hadn’t even started yet.

He entered into the building and caught sight of the art teacher, who he had taken an architecture class with last year but wasn’t able to remember his name, and the English teacher standing next to a wall and talking. They seemed to be having fun. His green eyes roamed across the room. He had yet to spot someone that he didn’t know. Where were all the new kids? Well there was one that he saw but it was a freshmen and he had just seen the art teacher point him out to Mr. Lawraine so he was already being greeted by someone. He shrugged his shoulders a bit and decided to take a seat at a table and wait for someone new to wonder in so that he could pounce (not literally) on them.

[Alexian -x- Moon]

Ŧ ŕ ı ş t a ŋ V a y ŋ e

Now he was following a small crowd towards a building. Tristan had overheard a conversation mentioning a Welcoming Party or something. He guessed that must be where everyone was heading to and supposed that maybe he himself should take a look. Though Tris hated parties. He might as well go and see the people there and the teachers as well. Tristan doubted though that he would actually meet or talk to anyone there at all.

He walked into a room noting there were students milling around. He spotted a few older looking males standing near a wall but Tris didn't pay them much attention. There were not many teachers standing there that he pointed out with his gaze. Tristan wandered around being careful not to bump into anyone or accidently step on someone's foot. He had done that once and didn't want to ever again. Especially the bigger guys.

Tristan turned his gaze onto the students that were walking, sitting, and conversing with one another. He spotted a few tables where some guys were already sitting at. "I wonder if these guys are nicer than the kids from my old school?" Tristan wondered looking around at their faces. He tried to seem as if he wasn't really there, not that it was very hard for him, since he was used to not being noticed at all. Sometimes Tris liked it that way. Other times though he didn't because it didn't help him any with getting friends. Not that he had any anyway.

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[Kira_Deanta]

Ian was watching with his green eyes as other people started to filter in. There was someone new. A boy that looked rather afraid of everything. It was someone that he had never met before. He stood from his place. He was dying to meet the boy. His walk was confident and quiet though he made sure to make some noise so that he didn’t scare the kid. When he was close to him he reached out his hand and touched him gently on the shoulder. He offered a large smile.

“Hi.” He stated and his head tilted slightly to the side. “I’m Ian. Who are you?” He asked the younger boy the smile still present on his face. He was kind of worried about the boy. He looked so harmless and scared. He reminded him of a kitten or a small bird that had lost its mother. “Is it your first time here?”

[Madame Rioulette]

Stephan Lawraine

XXXX"Read my lips...XXXXXXXXXXXXXX...I think you're cute."

Stephan laughed again, but this time it was out of amusement. "Hah, you say you aren't into him, but you look like you were going to kill me with that look of yours when I called him the devil. You're defending your cute lil star student," he smiled in utter amusement of Leo's mannerisms towards Vincent who had, indeed, hurt his pride and ego one too many times in his class, although not as many as some other teachers; bless their hearts and God help them this year.

The teacher shook his head about seeing the gym teacher, who knows where he was, and waved his hand nonchalantly around at the meeting last week. "Yeah, I know. I'm always careful, I've never done anything too bad besides kissing. OH! Where?!" Stephan looked around to see the freshmen Leo had pointed out and grinned ear to ear. "Oh, you are a life saver!"

Stephan made his way over to the freshmen, his cute green hair making him particularly noticeable. He looked sort of bored, but, oh, would he fix that real quick. He looked so cute, Stephan had to refrain himself from picking him up from behind and squeezing him real tight. They were all like cute little teddy bears he wanted to make happy. Boy would he get a surprise tomorrow when classes started and he was mister stickler.

"Hello there! You're a new face!" Stephan greeted with a friendly smile, or as friendly as he could pull off. "I'm the freshmen and sophomore English teacher here at Venturo Boarding School."

[Goggle Head]

Meiko Serori

"Huh?" Blinking at the voice that was addressed to him, Meiko turned to see the teacher talking to him. Yay, interaction! Smiling after older male's words, the green haired boy eagerly nodded. "I'm Meiko! Or Mei... Or Celery. Whatever you want to call me... Uh... Sir."

Smiling innocently to him, Mei added, "Ah! I'm probably going to be in one of your classes then... It's very nice to meet you~"

[Alexian -x- Moon]

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Tris fidgted as he walked around a bit more finding himself very unsure wether if he wanted to remain here or not. He was leaning now towards leaving because he didn't know anyone here. Also because the guys were giving him looks that Tris didn't really like at all. 'I knew I should have stayed in my dorm.' Tristan thought to himself with a soft sigh. He looked around at the other people before moving over to the tables once more but the seat he had his eyes on was suddenly taken by an older, bigger kid. Not wanting to cause any trouble Tris turned away from the seat.

He stopped walking around rubbing his hands up and down his arms really scared now and still unsure. Tristan glanced back at the doors thinking it would be a good idea to just go ahead and go back his dorm room. That would make him happier. But before Tristan could start walking over to the doors, he heard a sound from behind him. Immediatly he tensed expecting some guy to just grab his shoulder and then shout into his face. So Tristan was not expecting the gentle touch on his shoulder which made him turn to see an older boy standing there with a grin on his face. For Tris that was a surprise. He didn't get nice smiles very much, only mean grins.

The guy said "Hi" to him and Tris found himself unable to respond to his word. So he just raised up one hand in greeting towards the other boy. Ian the guy said his name was. Now he was wanting to know Tris' own name. Blushing a bit he looked down at his shoes unable to look Ian in the eyes. Tristan always had issues with looking people in the eyes, even straight in the face as well. Swallowing he glanced up a bit at Ian. "I- I'm Tristan." He said stumbling a little through his words. At Ian's next question Tristan just nodded his head indicating that this was his first year at this school.

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[Madame Rioulette]

Stephan Lawraine

XXXX"Read my lips...XXXXXXXXXXXXXX...I think you're cute."

Ohh, this little one was so cute Stephan felt like he could just eat him up. As he'd stated, he was a freshmen, which was just his favorite little victim. "Oh, please don't call me sir, you make me sound old," the teacher laughed and waved his hand around animatedly. "I'm Mr. Lawraine, I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow in class. But tell me... Mei, just a cute name, what do you think about the school so far?" Stephan asked, looking curiously at the other's green hair. It obviously wasn't real... or at least he didn't think so. But it made the other all the much cuter, it brought out his big green eyes.