To think, Trigonometry on the first day, what has this world come to, I can't learn that over one lesson!
Sure Laurence knows it off by heart but Jesus!
As I packed away my books Laurence pushed by from behind, momentarily pressing my crotch against the hard, firm, seductive table.
I bit my lip.
He merely left with a stomp in his step, my eyes gliding to follow him.
"Hm..."
I soon followed out, loosing sight of him before making my swift way through the crowd to the outside world.
After that I went in search of my brothers.
It was mainly Vylad I was worried about, as you may already know he's nervous on his first day.
However, after some hard searching I found him..., Smiling brightly next a blue haired boy.
(Obviously) it was dyed a dark blue, the majestic flips of his hair giving way for his clear forehead.
He looked reasonably straightforward, not sly or rough...more like a class clown.
Either way he held no possible threat to Vylad which I must admit was a relief.
I smiled.
Having not noticed a young, white haired, flirt approach to me from the side he watched with me for a small moment.
"Watcha watchin?"
I jolted before looking to him, shining green eyes far too close for comfort against mine.
"...uhm, nothing"
I stated
"Doesn't look like it"
He replied
"Okay...it really isn't any of your business..."
He pressed a finger against my lips, silencing me.
"Sh, sh, sh...I get it if you're gay...which one you admiring? The brunette or?"
He questioned, my eyes narrowing
"That's my brother!"
I yelled in a startled manner
"hey, I ain't against that shit~"
"Ew!"
Disgust filled my face, a sneer building.
"Alright, alright...so you like Dante?"
"I'M NOT GAY!"
I growled.
He finally noticed my frustration and let out a humourous chuckle, giving me a light grin.
"Name's Travis"
He stated, extending a hand for me to shake.
"Garroth"
I replied, rejecting it.
He shook his head and smiled.
"I know, you're new, it's been all around school"
He replied
"...It has?"
I questioned
"Hmh, oh! By the way! Got any lady tips?"
He chuckled, overwhelming me.
"Alright, alright, hold up a second"
I pinched the middle of my nose between my eyes.
"What---why are you here?"
I sighed
"To welcome you of course"
...
"Your doing a horrible job"
"Well 'sorry', not all of us are Perfect"
My eyes shot at him.
Funny that reminds me of Zane.
"...What did you say?"
I mumbled
"That we're not all perfect?"
He said with a puzzled look
"Where did you hear that?, you don't know me, what if I'm not perfect eh?"
I growled
"Alright, jeez, don't get your boxers in a twist"
He chuckled, wrapping his arm around my neck and pulling my down slightly.
I stumbled but quickly did so.
"Let me tell ya, this cute ass guy's in my PE class and because he's new he didn't have the uniform with him"
He chuckled
"So, they made him wear the schools ones which, heh, they showed off his legs real high~"
He added, my eyes growing wide.
Why is he telling me this?!
"He wouldn't happen to have black hair that goes over his right eye does he?"
I replied, my hands clentching into a tight fist.
"Yeah! How'd you kno--?"
Before he and I knew it I'd busted his nose open, making his eyes tear and hands cover his fatal scream.
"That's my other brother you pervert!"
I had quite obviously attracted most of the school's attention by now, eyes darting to me including that of my brothers.
Travis had fallen down on his back, scurrying away as I followed.
I snarled, fear striking Vylad's eyes.
He detached from 'Dante's conversation with utter stealth swiftness.
I didn't like this, the rage, the fear, the pain, all I could see was the next fight, an argument...an argument I HAD to win.
If not he'd hit me, l-lock me away somewhere horrible!
Vylad stood before me a child, his hands straining to me in the attempts to protect the wretched thing...much like myself.
Yes he said nothing.
His mouth was shut, only tearing eyes holding me stiff.
"...move Vylad"
He shook his head
"I said move!"
He flinched, watching me ever more sympathetically.
Here, I was in control, I didn't have to follow orders!
I could hit him and he couldn't say a word, no he WOULDN'T say a word to anyone!
...but that's not the kind of brother I am.
He gave an opportunity for my anger to cool down...so I took it and relaxed my fists.
I sighed, his eyes tearing at the embarrassment and bloodcurdling memories thrusting through his brain.
He couldn't get peace at school...not even from me.
What kind of brother dare strike his own?!
My fingertips began to tremble as he calmed, utter shame pressing weights on my eyes to glare down at the floor softly.
Silence.
Travis had long gotten up by now, watching me for a mere moment before chatter once again filled the cracking air.
Vylad took grip of my hand and crouched to look me in the face, though our eyes never met, I was too shamed to watch his proud smile.
"Wow, what was that all about?"
Dante questioned, walking over.
Vylad gave him a glance before at Travis, as if he was communicating somehow.
...like I care.
I sucked up my courage and looked up at Travis, glaring slightly with a firm, fatherly look in my eye.
"You dare touch my brother...and you WILL regret it"
That's a promise