"Roxas!" My twin brother, Sora, poked me with his pencil, right in between my shoulder blade and WAY too close to my nape piercing for comfort.
"What the hell, Sora!" I turned around to face my brunette twin. He grinned at me, and rolled his pencil up and down his desk.
"You were drooling over Mr. Uriha. Again." Sora shook his head and laughed quietly.
Sometimes, just like now, I hated my twin. He always had to ruin my life.
If someone were to look at us, they would never guess we where twins. For example, right now? He was wearing an Abercrombie shirt, $200 jeans, and pristine white sneakers. His naturally brown hair was gelled into prep boy spikes. His outfit cost more than all my clothes put together, which wasn't too surprising. I was wearing an old Rolling Stones tee I found in a thrift store, baggy jeans (also from a thrift store), and old chucks that had been our dads. My hair was DEFINITELY bleached out to the blonde it was now.
I jumped in my chair slightly as the history teacher slipped a piece of paper on my desk, ruining my train of thought.
"Nice of you to join us, Roxas." I looked up, and could have fainted. Mr. Uriha
Damn, he was hot
He was wearing a green button up shirt that looked like silk, which was tucked into his khaki pants. His glasses were slipping off his perfectly shaped nose, revealing just enough of his emerald eyes
And, in an attempt to look professional, he had his bright red, bushy hair pulled back into a high ponytail, and had a bit of makeup over his tattoos that he sometimes forgot to cover up. He was so
As he walked away, I looked down at the paper on my desk. "Shit
" It was a pop quiz! Like usual, I hadn't studied any of my notes from the night before, and didn't know anything on it. I sat for a few nervous seconds, just staring at my paper, before glancing around the room. Everyone was scribbling away furiously at their quizzes, as Mr. Uriha walked around the room to make sure no one cheated. I couldn't sit and do nothing
I started drawing...
First came a desk. Then a man
I stopped and looked at what I had unconsciously drawn. It was me and
Shit, I couldn't hand this in
The paper was pulled from under my hands
Shit, shit, SHIT!
Mr. Uriha looked at it for a second, then looked down at me. "Roxas, can you please stay after class?"
With my eyes focused on my desk instead of looking at the teacher who I would probably never see again, I nodded slowly. I knew my cheeks were bright, bright red
I sat that way until the end of class, regretting ever doodling in the first place.
Finally, the bell rang. Everyone packed their stuff and left, done with classes for the day. I stayed in my desk, my head down. What was going to happen to me? Would they switch my class? Would I get suspended? If I got expelled, my mom would kill me! I looked up and watched Mr. Uriha shut the door, and walk over to me. He sat in Sora's seat and spoke to me.
"Roxas, these drawings
" He took off his glasses, and sat them on the desk. He rubbed his temples and sighed
Did he know how sexy every move he was making was? "Legally, I have to report them. Do you understand?"
"Look, I'm sorry, it's j-j-j-just
" Damn it, why did I have to stutter! "I'm sorry, please, can't you just let it
"It's okay, I'm planning on letting this slide." I looked up, surprised. True, Mr. Uriha had been kinder to me than other teachers, and much more understanding, but this
I had to be the luckiest teenager ever!
"You can retake the test tomorrow, okay?" Mr. Uriha stood up, and started to extend his hand to shake mine, but that wasn't quite the result.
His hand hit his glasses, knocking them off of the desk, sending them to the ground. "Shit!" He exclaimed.
At the same time, we both dropped to the ground to pick up his glasses. I got them before he did, and handed them back to him, never getting up. Crouched on the ground, I watched as he put his glasses on only inches from my face
So close, I had never realized he had lighter green flecks inside of his already light green eyes
My body yearned for him, my lips wanted to taste his
And, what the hell? I was already in enough trouble.
I leaned forward the last couple of inches, and gave Mr. Uriha a quick kiss on the lips. When I pulled back, his eyes were wide and startled. "Mr. Uriha, I
"Well, you might as well call me by my first name." Mr. Uriha grabbed my shirt, pulled me close, and kissed me passionately. We stayed crouched on the floor kissing for a few minutes, until he let go of my shirt and pulled back for a quick chance to breath. Almost immediately though, he pulled me back in for another kiss.
" I barely managed to get the words out around the furious kisses we were exchanging
Smiling, Mr. Uriha murmured, "It's Axel