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Raised by a skilled Japanese swordsman, Koty has a taste of culture that mimics in his every day life. Known as a local jock despite his love for the Wicca arts and his skills at tarot, the teen lives his life in the shadow of popularity while dealing with inner problems and the loss of his 'father'. The teen's pierced tongue and nipples are his favorite attributes, the things that cause him to stand more than others aside from his piercing blue eyes that captivate whomever they lock upon. Who have they chosen to lock upon? There's a new student in school, a foreign exchange student that has instantly captured Koty's appearance. The jock is determined to win over the teen's heart at all costs, including going to extreme romantic heights just to get the man to notice him and his powerful infatuation.

☆ This time, I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life ☆

The raven-haired boy rested one arm against the window ledge lazily, his head laid on his shoulder as he watched the teacher bustle about at the front of the classroom. The boy's other arm lay on top of his English textbook. His fingers clutched an HB pencil loosely, doodling random cartoons all over the page. English was most certainly his least favorite class; the teacher went too fast of a pace for him and when he had asked her for extra tutoring, she had told him to pay more attention in class. From then on, Keiji refused to pay attention to her. It was a sort of contempt he felt that she didn't even try to understand where his problem lay. "Keiji, what do you think the three witches represent in the first act of Macbeth?" the teacher called out, leaning against the front of her desk. Tch... Keiji thought to himself bitterly You never ask anyone else these hard questions except me... He glared at her defiantly in the eye. With his thick Japanese accent, he forced a smile onto his lips. "I dont know, maybe ask someone else?" he responded, folding his arms across his chest and smirking.

☆ The one we all dream of, but dreams just aren't enough
So I'll be waiting for the real thing ☆

☆ This time, I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life ☆

Keiji prepared to embrace the teacher's scolding, when another male voice piped up and answered the question in his stead. It was a deep, yet melodious voice that drifted from the back of the classroom. The raven-haired boy turned his head to look in that direction, his eyes landing on a certain brunette - Koty, the popular boy. The girls all loved him, most of the guys were jealous. Keiji never dared to get close; his English was choppy and fragmented that it would definitely be an embarassment to speak with the most popular boy in class. People would probably snicker behind his back, not that they didn't already. Keiji didn't want to aggravate that situation even more. Releasing his grip on the pencil, Keiji's jaw dropped in awe listening to the brunette elaborate in more detail than the teacher was even asking for. Keiji's ears perked up to the 'ooo's' and 'awws' from the his classmates who were equally impressed. Keiji felt a slight heat rise up to his cheeks. He was sure people would see him blushing; he quickly stood his book upright and buried his face from view. He couldn't wait for the end-of-class bell to ring so he could get out of here.

☆ The one we all dream of, but dreams just aren't enough
So I'll be waiting for the real thing ☆

☆ This time, I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life ☆

A rush of joy filled Keiji when the end-of-class bell clanged above his head. Stuffing his textbook into his messenger bag, he was about to stand up and walk away from the desk when the girl behind him passed him a note. Keiji raised an eyebrow at her suspiciously, but nevertheless unfolded it to read the content. "Welcome to school?" Keiji repeated, looking from the note to the girl. He was clearly confused. But then he noticed that she nodded her head towards the brunette a few rows away from them. So it was from Koty. Keiji scratched his head, glancing over at the jock. He didn't really know what the jock wanted, but in courtesy Keiji gave Koty a shy smile before heading down the aisle to join the others at the door. Although Keiji would have loved to interpret Koty's message as a sign of friendship, the wariness had not left Keiji's mind. He was used to mockery that his classmates showed him; it would be even more likely for the jock to have been making fun of him. Shaking those thoughts out of his head, Keiji grinned. He had Japanese class next, at least a class he had confidence in.

☆ The one we all dream of, but dreams just aren't enough
So I'll be waiting for the real thing ☆

☆ This time, I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life ☆

The transfer student avoided looks from other students in the hallway, hurrying to his own locker before any of them could say anything to him. Quickly sliding open his lock, he dumped his English binder and textbook inside before grabbing his Japanese material. Before his hand had even touched his book, someone had already grabbed it. Keiji spun around, frowning at the soccer jock who always enjoyed bothering him. "Chris, I'm going to be late to class" Keiji muttered, trying to reach for his book. The soccer jock snickered, tossing the book to his other buddy who was nearby. Keiji glanced at his watch; he was already a minute late to class. He pushed past the soccer jock, deciding he'd be able to handle a class without the book. "Not getting it back?" the jock sneered behind him. Keiji entered through the backdoor of the Japanese classroom, hoping the teacher wouldn't notice him. He scanned the classroom for empty seats, spotting one next to Koty. Sighing to himself, and without a choice, he slipped into it. Koty would definitely notice his lack of a book, Keiji thought. It was all too embarassing.

☆ The one we all dream of, but dreams just aren't enough
So I'll be waiting for the real thing ☆

☆ This time, I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life ☆

Surprise was evident in Keiji's eyes, observing Koty pushing the their two desks closer together and nudging the book towards the middle. Never had anyone been this nice to him since he transferred to this school; why was Koty different to him? Keiji had already formed the impression that the jocks in this school looked down on him more than the others. But regardless, Keiji was grateful for the kind act. It was then that he saw Koty's face clearly for the first time. It appeared to Keiji as if the jock...had been crying? Keiji reached into his own jean pockets, pulling out a handkerchief and offered it to the jock. At least if the jock was expecting some sort of repayment, Keiji had done his best. "Chris took my book in the hallway" Keiji whispered to Koty under his breath, his eyes focused on the teacher's overhead.

☆ The one we all dream of, but dreams just aren't enough
So I'll be waiting for the real thing ☆

☆ This time, I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life ☆

A slight blush tinted Keiji's face hearing Koty's words. Almost reflexively, Keiji picked up the handkerchief in one hand and patted Koty's wet cheeks softly. The jock didn't seem so bad; he appeared very different than all the other jocks Keiji was used to dealing with. Maybe there was a possibility for them to be friends, Keiji thought to himself. A small tinge of excitement rushed through Keiji's veins, a soft smile curving his lips. Keiji looked up in surprise at Koty when he felt the jock's hand on his. Not really knowing what to do, Keiji pulled his own hand away a little embarassed. The spark when their hands touched felt magical, but Keiji really didnt feel ready...yet.

☆ The one we all dream of, but dreams just aren't enough
So I'll be waiting for the real thing ☆

☆ This time, I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life ☆

The raven-haired boy turned his face to look at the jock in surprise. "R-really?" Keiji muttered under his breath, his cheeks flushed up by this point. His body felt heated from head to toe. Keiji looked down at his side of the book as well, not really sure what to say. He had never felt this kind of warmth from anyone at this school; he still didnt know what made Koty so different. But he sure wanted to give Koty the benefit of the doubt. "Ano... you dont really have to" Keiji whispered after a while, "I mean I dont want to cause trouble for you or anything Koty-san."

☆ The one we all dream of, but dreams just aren't enough
So I'll be waiting for the real thing ☆