I don't have a good title but it's jotakak?

Chap 1 ig

A quick author's note: this is very groggily edited. Expect typos and questionable grammar.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

As the beeping of his alarm clock progressively become faster and louder, Noriaki Kakyoin groggily rolled over and hit the off button.

When he finally opened his eyes, the sun had risen. For most people, this would seem like a fairly normal sight to see upon waking up, but Kakyoin was a high school student that did not like to be rushed in the mornings. Despite his laid-back nature, he was rather high-maintenance compared to most teenage boys, thanks to the rather glorious, in his opinion, swirl in his hair. Point proven, Kakyoin was very used to waking up a good hour or two before sunrise. The fact that the sun had already risen could only mean one thing: he was late.

Fuck.

When Kakyoin looked again at his alarm clock, it read 9:31. Not wanting to miss biology that particular day, the sleepy teenager peeled himself from his bed. Kakyoin was ready within the hour, perhaps setting a new record for himself.

He arrived on school grounds around a minute before biology was set to begin. Kakyoin was against the clock. The school campus was a rather large one, making the journey impossible to make in time without running. So, run he did. He darted through corridors and around sharp turns, taking a risk on the stairs, praying he didn't fall. As it turns out, that prayer should've been saved for when he reached the top. Upon landing on the right floor, Kakyoin sprinted. Straight into another student.

"Huh?"

The student had the general appearance of a classic delinquent: a long, open gakuran and a school cap, both with various embellishments on them. This particular delinquent must have a particular eye for fashion, then. However, it was only when he took a step back that Kakyoin realised just how intimidating the other boy was. Hell, it would be hardly appropriate to call him a boy- he towered easily over 6 feet, practically dwarfing the above-average height Kakyoin. A tall student wasn't too bad, though. What was, though, was the fact that he was practically bursting out of his uniform, and was proportionally as broad as he was tall.

Unfortunately, the cover really was faithful to the book.

Kakyoin's green gakuran was just about torn by the grip on it alone, not even the fact that he was suspended a decent distance off of the floor. Being pinned against a wall was certainly a first for him, and if it weren't for the fact that his blood felt as though it were mostly adrenaline, chances are, Kakyoin would be pretty aroused right now.

"Why don't you watch where the fuck you're going, punk?"

Oh, shit. I'm screwed.

"Do you even speak Japanese? Speak up, asshole. If you've the nerve to run into me like that, surely you've got something clever to say."

What the fuck do you say in a situation like this?

"Look, I didn't mean to run into you, alright? I'm really late, so if you wouldn't mind letting me go now..."

The look in the delinquent's eyes softened slightly, but just when Kakyoin thought he was saved, a look of confusion overcame the boy's face, before a final contortion of... pain? It was then, that Kakyoin realised he'd made a crucial mistake.

He responded in fluent English.

I shouldn't have gotten out of bed today.

Kakyoin sighed slightly, and resigned himself to his fate.

"You... You think that's funny, you fucking bastard?"

Now, while Kakyoin had expected an answer somewhat similar to that, the other boy had stuttered. Why? Mustering up the courage to make eye contact, Kakyoin saw something that he really didn't expect. Piercing, angular blue eyes, glistening with tears. As if he'd only just noticed himself welling up, the mystery blue-eyed boy dropped Kakyoin and just... left.