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High School Princess	By : Kalinx Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Malice Mizer Views: 1684 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Malice Mizer. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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High School Princess

Disclaimers: I don’t have any claim to Malice Mizer, Dir en Grey, or Shazna; I just like to torture them in my fics. Yes, this fic does and will contain mxm relationships so nya!!

I know Izam is not pint-sized, but I felt it would be kawaii if he were so I made him pint-sized, nya!!!

Suggestions for future chapters???? Just lemmiew anw and maybe you’ll read one of your ideas in the future

Enjoy!!! &”-.-“&

*Japanese, since my skills weren't that geat when I wrote this and I don't feel like going back and redoning the things*

Chapter Two: Chemistry

Tapping his pencil eraser against his temple Yukari listens as his chemistry teacher reads through the class rules. Glancing down at the sketchbook in his lap he adds a pair of inverted crosses to the lobes of the character on the page. Door opening, the teacher pauses as he waits for the student to climb the stairs and then descend to his desk. Orange hair catching the eyes of the other students Yuki hands his schedule to the teacher. Receiving a nod from him Yuki moves to take the empty seat beside Yukari.

Winking he sits, an orange painted nail vanishing into Yukari’s curls. Tugging a curl down to his chest he watches it spring back to his chin. “Hey Goldilocks, mind if I sit here?”

Digging Yuki’s hat out of his bag he drops it on his head, “Not a bit Pumpkin.” Laughing Yuki pulls his notebook out of his bag, opening it to a blank page. Pen dancing across the lines he grins as Yukari reads the flowing kanji. Flushing in embarrassment Yukari writes his reply to the question.

What do you think of him?

Do you really want to know?

Yes.

Please don’t laugh.

I won’t, I promise.

I think I’m falling in love with him…….won’t you answer?

Do you really think that?

Yes, I know that I have no chance but I’m falling in love with him.

~*~

Eyes burning with tears Yukari rushes out of the classroom, the echo of laughter following him. Pushing past the crowds he rams into someone. “Yukari? Why are you crying?” Gulping down a sob he shoves the figure away, eyes blind with sorrow. Scrambling through the people Yukari runs from the voice calling his name, “Yukari!”

Tripping on a crack he falls to his knees, palms scrapping the concrete. Sobs choking his throat he lets the tears fall splattering to the floor. Body shaking he hiccups as an arm slips around his waist, pulling him backwards. “They found out and made fun of you, didn’t they?” a voice inquires as hands smooth his hair out of his face. Nodding Yukari melts into his comforter’s arms. “Shh, it’s alright now, I won’t let anyone hurt you.” Lifting his hands Yukari whimpers as his bloodied palms begin to sting.

“Oh precious, your hands,” the voice behind him laments. “We should wash them; can you stand?” Teeth showing in a brief grimace Yukari rises to his feet, the hands of his comforter on his elbows in support in seconds. Arm twining around Yukari’s waist his comforter leads him to the bathroom. Loitering just inside the door Kyo blinks at Yukari’s appearance. Hurrying past the blond Yukari ducks his head in shame as he sees Totchi, Yuki, Kami, Kozi, and another feminine boy.

“Yukari! What happened?” Yukie cries, dropping his hat to the floor. Tears threatening to spill again Yukari shakes his head mutely. Guiding him to the sink his comforter turns the tap on, gently moving Yukari’s hands under the flow of water.

Hissing he tries to yank them back but the one behind him holds them still. Bloodshot eyes rising to peer into the mirror they are met with the pained blue eyes of his comforter; Gackt. Sorrow rising Yukari begins to cry again, in embarrassed heartache. Lips brushing his ear, Gackt murmurs, “Am I hurting you?” Releasing his grip he watches as Yukari shakes his head, hands frozen under the tap.

Slipping a paper towel under the water Gackt crouches and wipes the dirt and blood off Yukari’s knees. “I want to go home,” Yukari whispers, eyes gaining a void look. Turning away from the sink he wraps his hands in paper towels. Knees crumbling he topples to the floor. Voice thick with sorrow he sobs, “Why!?"

~*~

Knees drawn up to his chest Yukari stares at the group that surrounds him. Phone held is eis ear he listens as it rings. Picking up hi mother answers.

“Moshi moshi?”

“Okaa-san? It's Yukari.”

“Yes son?”

“I am going to eat with some friends tonight.”

“Good, I knew you would make friends dressed as a boy.”

“Yes Mother, you were right.”
~*~

Watching the expression on Yukari’s face plummet even lower Yuki glances at Gackt. Concern written across his face, he holds a hand out as Yukari lowers the phone. “Yukari, what was she right about?” Yuki inquires, curling an arm around his shoulders. Catching Gackt’s look of jealousy he holds Yukari loosely in his embrace. Cheek pressed against Yuki’s shoulder he sniffs as a tear trickles down his face.

“My mother said I would make friends dressed as a boy. Sh-she was right a- a-about the disgrace of dressing unlike your gender.”

Voice gentle Kami murmurs, “Do you really want to believe that?” Shaking his head Yukari shifts in Yuki’s arms so he’s facing Kami. “Yukari, sweet little one, you are only who you are, not what your mother believes you should be. I find it no disgrace to have a friend like you, in skirts and lace even. In fact, I much prefer you in those, they add to your doll-like appearance.”

Wiping his eyes with the back of his hand Yukari glances gratefully up at Yuki. Winking, Yuki looks at Gackt. “Gackt? Do you th-think tha-that my m-mot-mothe-mother-” lip trembling as Gackt stares blankly, Yukari struggles tnishnish his question.

Starting as he hears Yukari hiccup Gackt scrambles over to him. Cupping his face with his hand he pushes Yukari’s curls out of his face. Leaning closer, his nose resting on Yukari’s, he whispers, “I don’t care what your mother thinks or says, or what you wear. Why not?” Lips brushing his in a feather soft kiss he murmurs, “Because I’ve fallen in love with you.”

Grinning, Yuki quips, “Well, that’s chemistry for you.”

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Well, I was bored after finishing this part so I created bloopers for the first part…. enjoy my moments of boredom!!

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Running past the forlorn figure a young man with long brown hair turns around and…promptly falls flat on his arse.

Giggling Yukari watches as Gackt climbs to his feet, a hand massaging his arse. “Ouch, that hurt, why didn’t someone tell me the grass was wet?”

Shaking her head child-like liar leans over the top of her camera, “Okay Gackt, enough whining, take two!”

~*~

Hopping down from his perch on the planter, an orange haired boy slips on the slick pavement and topples to the floor.

“Okay, what is up with the falling people??”

~*~

Entering Yukari’s first class Gackt tosses his bag into a seat in the back of the room. “SHIT!!! I just hit child!!!”

~*~

Shaking his head Kozi laughs as a pint-sized girl with bouncy red streaked, pigtails takes a seat in his lap. “Izam, you waif, haven’t you got a better place to sit then the ground?” Yuki inquires, his head tilted to the side, laughter brimming at the edges of his lips as he looks at Izam sprawled on the ground.

Snickering Kozi yelps as Izam kicks his shin. “Stop laughing at me, it’s not my fault Kozi’s wearing pleather!!!!”

~*~

Dropping his bag on floofloor Totchi pulls out a little box. Pointing at it curiously Yukari asks, “What’s that?”

Unfolding it Totchi beams proudly at the closet revealed. “Portable closet.” Opening the doors he sifts through the hangers. “Now what would you like to wear?”

~*~

Buckling them on he digs out a midnight blue make-up bag. Setting it in Yukari’s lap he laughs as his bowling ball bag sized make-up bag knocks Yukari off of the sink.

“Totchi!!!!!! I told you to use the small one!!!”

~*~

Bowing elegantly Totchi cups the boy’s chin in his hand. Mouth moving over the blonde’s he forces the other’s clo closer to his. Grinding his hips against Totchi’s Kyo moans softly. Slipping a hand under Kyo’s arse Totchi squeezes it gently.

Watching from the side child taps her foot as the kiss continues and they begin to loose articles of clothing. “Okay, break it up now!!!!!!!” Stomping over child yanks Kyo away from Totchi blinking as his shirt flutters to the floor. “MAKE-UP!!!!!!!!!”

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