The Trouble With Upperclassmen:

 

Still Wednesday:

 

He kissed me. He kissed me! Duo Maxwell – that idiot! – actually kissed me…and in public no less!

 

The humiliation I feel at this point cannot be expressed with mere words. It’s more like an inner, deep down core, kind of sensation that makes you want to hurl and yet pound your fists into the closest thing next to you – in this case, Duo’s face.

 

I think he was the one who pulled away first and I’m sure he must have said something else. He had smiled again and caressed my cheek (I think) before walking away and leaving me still standing there – more like slumped against the lockers – wondering why I hadn’t remained at home for one more day. Perhaps I had brought it upon myself. I shouldn’t have goaded him like that. Such things only do more to fuel his actions.

 

I will have to watch myself around him from now on and to make sure I never encourage him to repeat this performance again.

 

Or don’t you?

 

Oh no, you don’t! You are not going to get me to start thinking of…

 

How good that really felt?

 

No…no…it didn’t feel that great! It was wet and sloppy and…

 

Hot and tasty…

 

Disgusting!

 

Delicious…

 

Embarrassing!

 

Mmmm…the way he seemed to melt against you…

 

Shut up! Shut up!

 

“Well excuse me for living,” someone says rather curtly and it jerks me out of my daydream or should I say inner battle with that pesky voice within me. I assume that I must have said my last thoughts out loud because she looks a bit upset.

 

“Re…Relena…1…”

 

“Hello, Heero,” she greets with a smile that seems a bit forced. Relena Peacecraft - as introduced in a previous entry - was the instigator of the once flourishing fan club devoted to me. She’s one of those prim and proper girls that have nothing out of place – if you know what I mean. Her uniform is always impeccable and that hairstyle of hers – two braids on either side of her head – was all the rage for a while. I am sure that even if she does several somersaults and goes through a hailstorm or a tornado, her hair will still look just as neat and well kept.

 

Today, however, she has a pin on her white blouse and it has – to my horror – mug shots of Duo and I hugging each other! What the…?!

 

“Apparently, it’s clear that you and Duo are already knee deep in your relationship,” she begins but I am too distressed to notice the excitement in her voice now. “Several club members - and would you believe it! In only twoo days we are already fifty members strong, Heero! - witnessed the little smooch fest that you and Duo had in the locker room…”

 

Fifty members strong? Smooch fest? Everyone seems to be speaking in tongues today! No pun intended.

 

“…so we were hoping that the two of you could join us for a little party we are throwing this weekend…okay, it’s actually my birthday party at the estate but…”

 

“I…” I can’t get a word in. She keeps talking – faster and faster, her blue eyes lighting up with even more excitement. She leans closer. Her hand reaches for mine, which I hadn’t realized were trembling. She squeezes it gently. She looks eager. She’s asking me something. Her braid falls forward. And to my chagrin, it seems to transform into a much thicker one. Her eyes are no longer blue but a deep violet. My heartbeat quickens. Sweat breaks out on my skin. My mouth is going dry. I am feeling a little faint. She opens up her mouth. But instead of that sweet, feminine voice, it’s his voice I hear.

 

“Kiss me again, Heero. Please…”

 

“Aaah!”

 

I push her away so fast and hard that she almost falls to the floor in surprise.

 

“Heero! What the hell was that for?!”

 

“I’m…I’m sorry, Relena,” I apologize quickly and try to reach for her, but she slaps my hand away and scowls at me.

 

“Get a grip, will you? Geez. Oh and by the way, my brother wants to meet you at the Student council office…now!”

 

And with a light toss of her hair, she spins around and begins to walk away but not before I hear her mumble a soft ‘Duo is so much better’ beneath her breath.

 

Great. Just great. Not only do I have to deal with the fact that Duo’s looking more like a saint in the eyes of every girl in the school, I’m going to have to face her brother – upperclassman Zechs Merquise (real name, Milliardo Peacecraft), who just so happens to be the current Student President.

 

But this is no time to stand around and feel sorry for myself. I will have to show Zechs that I am more than capable of taking over his position. So one can consider it kissing his ass, but I am a politician and I only do what I have to do to get to the top. I make no apologies for it.

 

Ignoring the looks and whispers I seem to garner as I bound up the stairs, I run fingers through my hair quickly to gain some semblance of normalcy to their rather tousled state. I straighten up my tie, make sure my shoelaces are tied properly and finally convinced that I look good enough, I knock politely on the door with the words ‘Student Council’ written in gold upon it.

 

“Enter.”

 

The first thing that hits me as I step into the classroom slash office is that my nemesis is there as well! He and Zechs seem to be in some sort of conversation – which of course stops as I walk in. Unfortunately, warning bells are beginning to go off in my head.

 

The bastard is already making his move! He’s already wound his way into Zechs’s good favors and now he was going in for the kill! Oh, sleek, Duo Maxwell. That’s really sleek.

 

“You can close the door now, Heero,” Zechs says with a smile as he pushes himself away from the table he had been leaning against to walk towards me. “Duo and I were just talking about the upcoming school festival. Sally will be back soon. She went to get some snacks for us.”

 

Sally is the secretary and a pretty cool girl…when she’s not busy trying to frisk me with the excuse of her looking after my welfare. I hear she plans to be a doctor when she gets to college.

 

Zechs for his part doesn’t look anything like his younger sister – except for the eyes. The upperclassman is tall and very blond. His hair is as long as Duo’s but instead of keeping it in a braid, Zechs preferred for his to trail down his back. All the girls seemed to like that and believe me; I have seen them practically swoon at the notion of touching those golden strands.

 

I wonder what Duo’s hair would look like if it were all let…

 

“Hello? Earth to Heero Yuy?”

 

“Huh?” I blush in embarrassment and straighten myself to stare into the amused visage before me. I am deliberately ignoring Duo’s presence even though he had waved at me in greeting earlier.

 

“You missed the meeting on Monday and Duo had to cover for you.”

 

Since when?! “I…I wasn’t aware that Duo was even a member of the student council!”

 

Keep your cool, Heero, I tell myself quickly. There’s nothing to start worrying about.

 

“But of course he is! I personally invited him myself,” Zechs says with a flourish as he suddenly whips out his fan to smack me lightly on the head with it. I really don’t know why he has to have the damn thing, but he seems to think it makes him cooler, so I’ll leave it at that.

 

“Duo’s turning out to be quite helpful,” he continues as he opens up the small accessory to cover his face with it. He peers at me over the top and I wonder just what he is thinking behind those sneaky blue eyes of his. “However, something else has come up…”

 

Oh no! Has he noticed my semi-erect state already?

 

“Relena tells me that you and Duo are now openly displaying your relationship with one another.”

“That’s a lie!” I say quickly, my cheeks now feeling hot again as I realize that I am vehemently denying the situation again.

 

“Duo hasn’t denied it.”

 

I glare at the culprit over Zech’s shoulder and all he does is shrug and grin at me. Something hot flares down my spine at that look and I shift restlessly. Fuck…the discomfort in my pants is getting worse by the second. I pull my jacket tighter around me, hoping it would help to cover it up a little.

 

“Now personally, I have no qualms about you dating other guys…”

 

“But I am not dating…”

 

“And I am all for falling in love with whomever you want to…”

 

Oh dear god, it’s getting really hot in here. “I am not in love…”

 

“But this is election year and since both of you are running for the same position, I think it is best that you put your personal feelings aside and think about the good of this school. I would hate to think that all my wonderful years of being junior and then senior president would go to waste if I put it into the hands of someone who thinks more with his cock…”

 

He brushes his fan below my waist and I am helpless to stop the small squeak of surprise at the sudden act. My eyes widen and my face flushes with embarrassment as I meet the knowing look in his eyes. But thankfully, he taps my head gently again and continues.

 

“…instead of here. I would have liked for you to be the president, Heero. But after seeing Duo’s skills…”

 

Just what kind of skills are we talking about here?

 

“…I think he seems just as qualified to take the position.”

 

“But…but upperclassman…!”

 

As usual, he ignores me and walks towards the front of the classroom. “And now for a test!”

 

“Test?” Duo and I say at the same time. Apparently, he hadn’t been expecting that either.

 

“But of course,” Zechs replies as he sits on the coveted president’s chair and motions for Duo and I to stand before him. We do so and I am hopelessly aware of how close Duo is standing beside me. I place my hands before me and focus my gaze on a point somewhere above the blond’s forehead. I know Duo’s doing the same and I can hear his steady breathing beside me. And did I tell you about this great scent he has? I had noticed it when he first began to take the bus with me but now…

 

“Are you okay, Heero?” Zechs asks in concern. “You look like you’re about to pass out. Don’t worry; it won’t be a hard test. Just a little something to gauge just how well you know your students and the school.”

 

Well, this should be a cinch. I have been in this school much longer and there is no way that Duo’s going to be able to pass this one.

 

Feeling considerably better about things, I give a real smile for the first time and don’t think too much of the small gasp that comes from Duo. I bet he’s really worried now. I’ll bet that he knows that he can’t win this time. I have this in the bag…

 

“You should smile more often,” he suddenly whispers to me. “You look even more beautiful when you do that.”

 

…………

 

What….what was that?!

 

Sally walks into the room. She greets us and begins to say something to Zechs. I hear nothing from them. All that keeps ringing over and over again are those words.

 

/You look even more beautiful…when you smile…/

 

Oh fuck. My head. My mind. My mind is all in a mess now. I can’t think straight. Why do I feel this flustered about what he said? Why should it even matter to me?! Damn it! I have to concentrate on what Zechs is about to ask us.

 

Breathe. Breathe. Calm down. Stop racing so fast, oh heart of mine. Am I blushing? No, I can’t be blushing. There’s nothing to blush about. I shake my head quickly and glare pointedly at Zechs. Duo is just trying to psyche me out, that’s all. It’s a sneaky strategy but I won’t let it get to me! I have this in the bag! I don’t care how beautiful Duo thinks I am because…because…

 

“Heero?”

 

I am not….

 

“Heero? Zechs asked you a question.”

 

They are all staring at me. Waiting for me to make a mess of things.

 

/Smile more often…you are beautiful to me…/

 

Damn it!

 

“Heero…don’t you know the answer….”

 

To what? What the hell was the question?!

 

“I…” I lick my lips and clear my throat. “I…do…”

 

“Then what is the answer, Heero Yuy?” Zechs sounds amused. Sally has a small smile and Duo…oh Duo…why do you confuse me so?

 

“The answer…the answer is….”

 

That I am not beautiful at all and I know that I will never be that way no matter what anyone says.

 

 

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I am not sure I did well on the test thing after all. Duo seemed to breeze through his answers and I felt as if I was fumbling around for something coherent to say.

 

By the end of it though (and believe me, I was grateful it was over), Zechs did not reveal the results to us. He said something to the effect of ‘We both did a good job’ and then threatened us to make sure we attended Relena’s party or he just might scratch us both off the ballot.

 

What a self-centered asshole.

 

And now it’s the end of school and I am still here in class with no real urge to leave my seat. Everyone else has left for the day and I know that I have about thirty minutes before Mr. Taneka shows up to chase me out of the room. The school is really beautiful at this time of the day. The fading sunset, the faint voices of last minute students leaving for home and the soft whispers shared between the wind and trees all contribute to a lethargic and soothing feeling that I can never get during the day itself.

 

I rest my head upon the table and close my eyes, wondering how I’m going to attend Relena’s party on Saturday with Duo pretending as if we are a loving couple.

 

Everything all seems to center around Duo, doesn’t it? Somehow, he is the one taking control of my life now and all I seem to do is go along with things like a puppet.

 

He worries me in more ways than one and I really don’t know what to do to get him out of my system before it gets too late.

 

“Mmmm…”

 

Is that me moaning? I’m not sure. But that familiar sensation of fingers within my hair reminds me of what Duo did to me in the locker. I must have fallen asleep because for some reason, the very boy I am thinking about is now standing before me and massaging my head again. I love the way that feels – although I’ll never admit it in real life. His hands seem so sure of what they are doing. Slowly…ah…just like that. But this is all a dream because I am sure I had seen Duo walking out of the gates earlier in the evening. Yes, that’s right. This is all a dream and I am only going to live my deep fantasy in it.

 

I lift my head slowly to stare at him, trying desperately to read what those warm violet depths are saying to me.

 

“You…you worry me,” I finally say thickly as my hand reaches for that long braid of his. I tug it gently and he willingly leans closer to me. I wrap it around my hand once and watch his lips quirk into a smile. I think I smile in response.

 

“Do it, Heero. You know you want to…”

 

Do what exactly? But I do know what I want to do and since this is my dream, I can do whatever I like, right? My gaze falls to his lips and I watch them part in open invitation. He had been the one to kiss me in real life but in this dream…I’m going to take my time with him.

 

I lean even closer, never leaving my seat. My tongue traces his lips – full, warm and moist, his breath caressing my flushed skin. He moans. I respond with a softer one. He opens his mouth wider and I thrust as hard as I can into it. He is taken aback by the sudden move and I smirk.

 

Didn’t think I could do this, did you, Duo?

 

My hand tightens around his braid as I continue to taste every inch of his mouth. His hands in my hair tighten as well and I wince and retaliate by tugging his braid harder. The desk between us is a hindrance and we both know it. My body is yelling for something else – a need to be touched properly. I want to feel Duo’s body against mine. But then again this is my dream and I can do whatever I want, can’t I? So what stops me from doing so? I pull away reluctantly, licking his swollen lips with a hunger that I am ashamed to admit.

 

Our breathing is shallow and harsh. Our skins look flushed with heat and there is no doubt that we want to do a whole lot more than just kiss. Pity he won’t know about this in real life.

 

“Duo…”

 

“Heero, I…”

 

We had called each other at the same time and feeling the bulge in my pants threatened to rip a hole right through it, I get to my feet and reach for him again only to have the classroom door bang open and Mr. Taneka’s angry voice echo loudly around the room.

 

“Alright, show times over boys! Get out of here now! School’s closed!”

 

I blink and stare at the fistful of Duo’s shirt, I am clinging onto. I feel my cheeks growing hotter by the minute as I stupidly realize that my so-called dream hadn’t been one to begin with! I dare not look at Duo’s face. I can’t even begin to imagine just what he’s thinking. That I am some repressed teenager with a lustful nature deep down inside?

 

Fuck!

 

I push him away and reach for my school bag and without giving him another glance, I run as fast as I can out of the room, nearly pushing Mr. Taneka to the floor in my haste.

 

Dream? What dream? I had been this close to making out with Duo Maxwell! If Mr. Taneka hadn’t come in…just what would have happened? Oh god! What the hell is wrong with me?! Someone please help me before I lose my mind!

 

 

~End Period Four~