composer-haruki:

“—No.. It can’t be.”

Simply staring at the other. A little dazed, a little confused. Totally engrossed in analysing the pink haired mans expressions. his entire frame.

Come to think of it… Was this the school? He remembered screaming, noise. Something choking him. Smoke? Overwhelming pain. A hand holding his, telling him he was going to be okay—

“N-no… I don’t..”

Arms hugged himself. Tight. A shudder rippling his frame as eyes squeezed closed.

“This can’t be right..”

It seemed they were both sharing the same feeling, merely staring at each other, taking in the other’s looks and seemingly being in disbelief about it. A sob was stuck in Ringo’s throat, manicured fingers clutched in a fist, causing the nails to dig into the palm. 

“This can’t be right…you’re suppose to be—”

He didn’t want to say it. He and Ryuuya, they had spent too much time in remorse over it. Silently blaming themselves and living with the guilt, even today.

“Haruki…Is it really you?” In the presence of what he assumed to be his not-so-dead friend, Ringo’s voice was lowered from it’s normal feminine pitch that he used while in drag. Part of him dyed to reach out, to touch and make sure it wasn’t a dream or a hallucination. But he was terrified to find out if it was. 

composer-haruki:

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“R-ringo..? Is that.. What happened to you?”

That voice. It was familiar— heart breakingly familiar. It had been three years since he had heard it and, holding his breath, the teacher turned to face the male. 

“…H-Haruki…?”

But it couldn’t be, could it?

bluenette replied to your post: Hello, minna~!

Happy Birthday, sensei!♥

Bin-bon! We have a winner~! 

Hello, minna~!

Hmm. That’s a good question~! I’m sure there are plenty of people whose lives could be pretty exciting. 

I think it would be fun to trade place with Shiny! Then I could be the headmaster for a day. Hehehe.

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ryuuya-hyuuga:

His body sighed in relief as he heard the other was kidding. OH? SO maybe they didn’t hav…. He watched those hands, the red in his cheeks burning once more as he listened to him. He turned into stone as he looked up at him at the word ‘lover’s. I-It’d…only be..well…right..right..? A-after all tha-ats what people did in these situations, or at least, what they were suppose to do. “W-Well..” he swallowed down, it wasn’t like being with RIngo would be a bad thing. After all, it wasn’t exactly like he didn’t hold those feeling for him. He gave him a firm nod, taking this all very serious. “Ye-yeah. I suppose we are. If that’s what you want..?” He said taking one of his hands and kissing at his finger tips. 

The cotton-candy haired male was content enough to relish in his cute expressions but when he seemed to actually consider his words, and the kiss to his finger he couldn’t hide the surprised expression from his face. Immediately, he let go, seemed slightly panicked but he tried to cover it up with a laugh. “I’m kidding about that as well… Uhm, we really didn’t do anything! No need to worry~! Oh, I should probably get something to take care of these headaches…Do you want coffee?” That’s right Ringo, just push it away and hide it. He doesn’t see you like that anyway.

jinguujiren:

Those deep chuckles were what betrayed him the most, betrayed the simple non-secret of his sex and he enjoyed that. Maybe that was what drew him in the most. The fact that Ringo was feminine without being a woman. Sudden predator’s instincts rose again as he lifted his head to see the way the blond moved through the room.

His smirk stayed full and warm on his lips, inviting and flirtatious. He moved to stand before the desk, peeking over to see the papers scattered there, names he recognized. Hijirikawa’s stood out to him the most at first before he saw the Little Lamb’s and others. However, his eyes flicked up to meet the other blue pair as he enjoyed the other’s voice.

“Ah. Then why don’t I just call you Ringo, if we’re choosing to be so informal. As for why I came in here. I want to talk to you. Is that a crime?” He chuckled and moved to lean against the desk, considering sitting on it for a moment. That smile of his.. It didn’t seem entirely real.

Had he been found out?

“Well, your opinion would be helpful too. It’s not often I can talk with someone feminine without them pawing all over me.”

When the teacher had caught the blond’s eyes skim over the papers, he placed his hands over the desk and pushed himself to stand, invading the casanova’s personal space for just and instant. “Oh, then Ringo-chan if you please, Ren-Ren,” Even though there was his bright, bubbling smile plastered on his face, there was something that seemed tense, made the air thick with something like sarcasm. 

Leaning back, the cross-dressing idol looked over the taller male. Of course, practically everyone in the school knew of his reputation and the teachers were no exception. “To talk? That’s certainly surprising; I can’t be that interesting to someone like you.” Because, as much as his looks could fool some, he was indeed a male under that baggy sweater. 

“You need my opinion?” For a moment, he seemed genuinely surprised but in an instant that smile that had the most subtle touch of cruelty under it was back. “Mm, is it love advice? You know, I’m sure you wouldn’t have so much trouble if you didn’t break so many hearts. It’s not very nice~!” 

ryuuya-hyuuga:

He shut his eyes tight once more as Ringo slipped out of bed, and pulled his clothes on. Though, he did peak a tad. Just a little bit.. He watched him head into the bathroom and he scrambled for his own boxers, though he was pretty sure they were under the bed, some how and he certainly wasn’t bending down for the other anytime soon with what he was saying right now. He walked to his dresser, slipping a new pair of boxers on quickly. “W-Wait, I-I bottomed!? Yo-You’re kidding right. ” He glanced at his own ass, and whether or not they really had sex or not, he could feel a faint sting, whether it be real or in his mind his face flamed. “W-Why are you being so damn casual you pervert?” He huffed out, sitting back down onto the bed. 

When he was finished, he turned and stepped closer to Ryuuya, arms reaching up and wrapping around his neck with a smile. “I’m kidding~.” He reassured him with a sing song voice. The red on his face was just too good to pass up and Ringo couldn’t help but continue to tease him. “Pervert…? I’m no pervert… After all that intense love making,” A well-manicured finger ran along the other’s bare chest. “And such dirty and perverted words that you whispered into my ear… Why shouldn’t we be casual? We’re lovers now, aren’t we?” Oh, that was sure to get him. It was easy, since they had known each other for quite a few years now. But though the teasing made him appear him cheerful, there was something that longed for that ‘lovers’ bit to be true. After all, they had only fooled around a bit before Ryuuya passed out and Ringo had to take care of himself.

jinguujiren:

The blond stood outside of the classroom, lounging in a comfortable sort of way and peeking through the door at the pink-haired, cross dressing idol as he graded papers. It had been a rather short class, no doubt his long-winded teacher would still be lecturing on some thing or another. He probably would have fallen asleep.

Still, this classroom was emptied out now except for the male at his desk.

So the wolf found this was his time to stalk his prey.

He’d been watching the other for a long while: side-long glances, small conversations while one or the other stood near to each other, perhaps even an accidental brush that was easy to blame on his own teacher. He teased and flirted, just like he would have any woman even though he knew that the other was male.

Truthfully, women bothered him. They smelled… odd. They were noisy. They were annoying. They were just.. no more than distractions and easy sources of attention for him.

Entering the empty classroom, the male closed the door firmly behind him and headed towards the other at his desk with almost a predatory grace.

He was on the prowl.

He stood in front of the desk, blue eyes sparkling for a moment as a smirk curved his lips while he watched the idol.

“Hello, Tsukimiya-sensei.”

The room was quiet aside from the fluttering of pages, the slight humming under his breath or even a bit of clicking from his heels under the table. Eyes were focused on the work but maybe a chuckle would leave him, deeper then usual now that he was alone. 

However, he froze when the door clicked shut, raising his head to see the male who seemed to be looking at him like he was something to eat. 

“Ren-Ren~” He started, but found his voice a but lower then he would have liked. After clearing his throat, he shoved more pep into his tone. “You know, though I’m not your teacher you can just call me Ringo-sensei. Oh! But you certainly came in here for something, didn’t you? How can I help you?” 

Though, with the expression on Jinguuji’s face, had to have a masked smile of his own. Of course he had ideas of what he was thinking; Ringo wasn’t completely oblivious to all these incidents.