Sweet Affection

Macaroon

(Bad Boy's P.O.V)

I looked at the door, seeing him off. My cheeks flamed the same warmth I've been feeling when I'm around him.

"Hey, take the pill." The nurse ordered, snapping his fingers to get my attention.

Looking at the nurse, then shook my head to get rid of the dazed feeling. 'He's the only other person who's heard my voice....other than..'

"Bad Boy, don't make me shove that pill in your throat," The nurse growled.

A threatening shiver ran down my spine, from experience I know he isn't one to kid around. I put the solid pill in my tongue--the bitter and sour taste reaching my taste-buds making me gag--I quickly chugged the water. "Alright, now go to class." He ordered.

I bit my lip and blushed, the slight thought of a chance to be in the same class as him was making me nervous. "Yeah...." I mutter as I clipped on the mask. 

Walking out of infirmary; I headed to my class. The numerous eyes resting on me became uncomfortable and unbearable to handle. "I heard he got into a nasty accident not-to-long ago," One student whispered--although they sucked at it because I heard them.

"I wonder why he's in the infirmary again, they say he get's into tons of fights." Another students gossiped.

I sighed, shutting my eyes in hope to drone them out. Another day, another way to ignore it all. Suddenly his face popped up, making me smile and shake my head. 'Maybe being friend with him wouldn't be so bad would it?' I thought.

Rolling the door open, the class paused and I quickly scanned the room. But to my disappointment, he wasn't there. "you're late Bad Boy," My teacher scoffed, clutching a book in his hand. I gave him my cold glare and headed to my seat. I didn't really mean to glare, it just comes naturally now a days. 

Once I took my seat, few students whispered around me. Making me feel smaller than how I actually was. "Alright class!" The teacher shouted rather loudly. Catching everyone's attention. "Return to your damn books!" He growled.

The classroom door then slid open once again, revealing someone new and he was huffing and puffing air. "What now?" The teacher growled. 

"I.....I'm....."He huffed, staggering to the teacher with a note in hand. The teacher sighed and snatched the note.

The new guy tried to huff his breath evenly, but seem to fail. His bangs seem to cover a lot from his face, he seems to dress weirdly too. Probably a foreigner. "S-sorry. I'm Ciel." He introduced himself caught his breath. "I-I'm new here a-and-"

"Never mind that, take a seat next to Bad Boy, that's the only seat no one is sitting at." I glanced at the desk beside me, sure it was empty and it looked deserted. Making the truth of my nature more uncomfortable. 

"Oh my god, new guy might get beaten," a girl student whispered.

I bit my lip from behind my mask and stared at the teacher in a bored expression. The new guy--Ciel-- took the seat with no complain and huffed out a relieved sigh. "Oh gosh, I thought I wasn't going to make it through..." He muttered softly, almost impossible to hear.

"Listen up!"

And class began.

[Hours Later]

My chances of hope are running thin, so far I haven't run into Stylish at all today.

With a sigh, I walked normally to my final class for today. And as usual, someone threw their arm over my shoulder and clung to me. "BB, my boy!" I looked beside on my shoulder to find Lightning. A mischievous smile widening on his face. "How many times are you going to act this way," I muttered with a sigh. Unsuccessfully pulling his arm away. "Awe come on. By the way, did you think about my offer?" He asked with that smile.

I sighed. "I'm not going to your house." I answered bluntly.

Lightning rolled his eyes, "what's so bad about coming over to my place?" 

Finally pushing him away, I gave him a glance. "Not only does it smell like you sprayed various perfume's in your home, but you also manage to make it look like a dump." 

Lightning rolled his eyes, "So what? I can clean up if I wanted to." 

"The answer is still no. Besides, I'm volunteering today at the Elementary school." I added, hoping it's a good enough excuse. 

"You are definitely interesting. You're name and your reputation does not fit with the word Volunteer." Lightning pointed out as he draped his arm--once again--around my shoulder.

"Lightning, I told yo-" I shifted my eyes just by a second and I found him, he was walking with that other new student, Ciel, and they entered the same class. I blinking, I wanted to make sure it's correct.

"Oi, you day dreaming?" Lightning asked after pocking my forehead with his index finger.

I glared at him, "W-whatever." However, behind my mask, I felt the heat radiating inside making it warmer than how it should normally be. 

My tiny light of hope, finally took pity and gave me something I'd wished for. '....one class with him is enough.....'

I kept walking--with Lightning pestering me and wanting to know what the Hell I was day dreaming about--and managed to reach my seat without trouble.

"Hey BB," Stylish smiled. My eyes widened, the normally empty seat in front of me was taken by him. And the seat beside me--normally Lightning's--was taken by Ciel. "h...Hey," My voice cracked, but thanks to the mask it was unnoticeable. 

"Ah right! I sit beside you in my first class!" Ciel realized, taking final recognition towards me.

I rubbed my hand behind my neck and shrugged. "Yeah..." I muttered.

"Nice to meet you then," Ciel smiled.

Unaccustomed about the sudden kind activity, I blushed. I turned to Stylish who seemed very happy. "This is great!" He smiled. 

"Hey, want to hang out after school today?" Ciel asked Stylish. I crossed my arms in my chest, a bit hurt that I wasn't really apart of much. "Yeah! Bad Boy, want to come?" Stylish asked me, making me blush slightly. 

I nodded an answer. "I can't, I'm volunteering at an elementary school today..." I answered.

"Oh right!" Stylish said as if he just realized, "Mahiro wouldn't stop talking about that. Mind if we tag along?" Stylish asked me.

Blushing behind this mask, I looked at him and smiled--although I think he couldn't see it. "Yeah, I don't mind it." I answered.

This is too much for m, too much for the heart...

(Videos involving Bad Boy, Ciel, Stylish Energy, Punkish, Blue Moon, or any of other characters relating to them are not mine. They belong to their rightful owners.)

Most of the videos in this series belong to R a C.