Zene Oneshots

The School Bad Boy & Werewolves Who Harass

(Ayyyyy!!!!! I'm back from my break!!!)

Zane Chisisi Ro'Meave was your average Gothic highschool freshman boy. He did his best to get to class on time, and kept his grades as good as possible. He could only see through one eye, which was a downside, but he didn't let it stop his daily school life.

Which consisted of being punched and kicked by brutes, harassed and assaulted by the perverted Werewolves, and being the target of chewed gum pieces and crumb led up balls of paper, most having impolite messages.

Out of all the people who gave him a hard time, none were as striking as the leader of the Shadow Knights.....

Gene Charleston.

It was as if he were sculpted from clay by the finest architect, given life by Irene, and given the personality by Shad.

His coal black hair had a silky shine and feel to it, as his eyes were the same teal blue as the deep depths of the ocean, with the magnetic lightheaded feeling of hypnotism. His rough, yet still comforting, hands could easily break bones, or embrace someone in a hug.

His skill at tagging the school territory in the spray paint of graffiti cans was to die for, as was his stealthy ability to sneak up someone when they least expected it. It was hard not to admire the guy, but Zane felt more than tempting admiration for the senior......

He felt unstoppable love.

Each day he would watch Gene and his fellow Shadow Knights from afar, resisting the temptation to speak to the senior.

What chance did he have? He was just a Gothic loser of the school, the laughing stock of the Ro'Meave family.

Gene was the Satan of the school, the most feared male, holding a good amount of power over his peers. One of the only students who had the balls to stand up to the teachers, and even the student council themselves.

"Hey, scrub. I was talking to you!"

Zane was snapped back into reality by the Werewolf that towered over him, who went by the name of Ein.

Ein's ears were twitching an an annoyed pattern, his tail swaying in an angered state. A toothy snarl was displayed on his face, his grey eyes narrowing as he eyed the freshman up and down.

"I wonder how you would look as a Werewolf....." Ein snarled, as if taking the smaller into consideration.

"And I wonder when you'll stop putting anime wolf stickers on my pictures."

Both highschool students looked to the side, to see Gene himself standing there, an unamused glare plastered onto his perfect face.... or at least, what Zane would call perfect. It had an evil atmosphere to it, and Gene was evil.... so it all worked well together.

"Gene......" Ein greeted, putting a false smile on his face.

"Ein." Gene greeted, but it was more spatted out than what would ever be considered friendly. "Are you harassing this freshman goth?"

"Of course not! Why would I do something as impolite as that!?" The Werewolf demanded, starting to get nervous.

"Mmhmm..... sure..." The senior clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, before turning his attention to the smaller freshman. "Are you alright, little guy?"

"M-Me?" Zane squeaked out, his voice already being stuffed up and making it obvious he hadn't hit puberty yet.

"Yes, you...." Gene groaned at the sound of the stuffed up voice, frowning down at him.

"O-Oh..... um...... I-I'm fine...." He replied shyly, lying about the last part, but the senior seemed to pierce right through it.

"Ein was harassing you, wasn't he?" He questioned, giving the Werewolf near them a stern and threatening glare.

"Y-Yes...." He answered, nodding his head.

Ein growled loudly, whipping his head around to glare at the freshman, and this action caused the pale boy to scream and run away, most likely to a classroom.

Gene, on the other hand, used one swift movement to grab onto the shirt collar of Ein's school uniform, lifting him off the ground. The two glared into each other's eyes, before Ein yelled out as his ears tilted down, feeling sharp pain in his head.

Gene smirked, before spinning around and throwing the Werewolf into the school wall, breaking one of the glass windows.

"Zenix, Sasha..... make yourselves useful, and make sure Ein stays down for a while." Gene ordered the other two with him, before running off in the direction Zane went.

It wasn't that hard to find the freshman. He was curled into a small ball, backed up into one of the corners. He was surrounded by a pack of Werewolves, who were all blushing bright red as they tore at his uniform, trying to remove it.

"Hey!" Gene growled loudly, stepping towards the pack of Werewolves with an angry expression and balled fists.

The Werewolves all looked up, before their eyes widened and they quickly fled.

Gene picked up speed to run after them, but stopped as he got closer to the freshman. He had to make sure he was alright, especially if he was being sexually harassed by Werewolves.

"D-Don't touch me!!!!" Zane cried, covering his head with his arms as Gene reached towards him.

"H-Hey, I'm not gonna hurt you...." Gene whispered soothingly, needing the trust of the freshman. "I just wanna help.... that's all... you don't have to be afraid...."

Zane's lip quivered, before he hugged Gene tightly, sobbing into his chest. Gene cringed slightly at the immediate feeling of having a chest that was soaked in tears, but hugged returned the hug to the poor goth.

"T-Thank you....." Zane whispered with a sniffle, taking a few deep breaths, his entire face red.

"No problem, kiddo...." Gene chuckled, a light pink dusting his cheeks as he ran his fingers through the raven locks of hair.