Let's Rule The World, Shall We? [HIATUS]

Can You Not?

After school, in some room in the middle of the hallway, if you'd listen closely, or, well, weren't deaf, you could hear some awesome musik which was abruptly stopped with the lead singer just sighing loudly and shaking his head.

"What's wrong this time?" An annoyed voice said, the patience obviously already left this person long ago.

"I think we were pretty good this time." Another voice said, obviously nervous if the slight trembling of his voice meant anything.

"There's nothing wrong with us, we're fine." A voice which sounded like the singer's said, sighing again before he continued, "It's the song. It's not good enough for first place, and even if it were, I can't sing it. It's not my style."

Some laughter was heard, but it was obviously only from one person, "I'm starting to think nothing's your style, Asano!" A snort was heard and some nervous laughter joined.

"Shut up, I have a style!"

"Mhmm, sure." The laughter continued, a fifth voice joining in.

"Let's not be so hard on Asano, he's probably just been a bit.." the voice stopped, as if thinking, before saying that one word in a way too amused way to be purely innocent, "frustrated"

Collective gasps were heard, some more sarcastic than others.

"Asa-chan! Are you really frustrated?" The first voice said mockingly.

"Is it your family?" The second voice asked nervously.

"First of all, what's with that shitty nickname? Second of all, I'm not frustrated, don't trust that idiot." The third voice deadpanned, obviously not amused with the turn of events.

"Maybe it's his sex life" The fifth voice said and the fouth voice shouted words of agreement.

"I thought you'd get enough of that" The second voice said, seemingly innocent.

"His girlfriend's probably mad" The first voice laughed.

"Perverts.." The singer muttered before raising his voice. "I don't have a girlfriend, I'm not sexually frustrated and you're all just stupid perverts, I don't even know why I hang out with you."

The room burst out in laughter again before the door was kicked open and a blushing blonde stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

Idiots. All of them. I don't even like anybody.

A picture of a grinning redhead flashed in his mind, which he immediately discarded after noticing he'd been thinking about him too long. A blush formed on his face as his thoughts continued.

That kiss was a one time thing. Well, a two time thing but that's all! I don't like him, not like that. We're friends. I just wanted to know how it'd feel. I don't like him like that. He doesn't like me like that either, he just liked the kiss. That means nothing. I liked it too. But I don't wanna do it again.

He sighed, trying to convince himself. He definitely didn't like Karma like that. That's ridiculous. Him and Karma? Good joke.

Yeah, Gakushuu, you don't wanna kiss him or hug him or hold his hand or pet his hair while telling him a story and you definitely don't want to hear him calling you 'Shuu'.

He stopped in his tracks, thinking for a few seconds, before continuing, having come to the conclusion that he wouldn't mind being called 'Shuu' by Karma. Only Karma.