x Poetry

I thought that a Rikkai fic would be fun. xD I apologise for any OoC ahead of time.

And yeah, don't own PoT, never will.

x Poetry x I'm too lazy to count the number of words.

'Hey! Yukimura! Help me with this!'

Sanada Genichirou frowned at second year Kirihara Akaya shouted loudly. 'Call him Yukimura-buchou! And he's busy.' Sanada pointed at Yukimura, who was working on some sort of work.

Akaya pouted. 'But I need help with my homework. And Yukimura promised he'd help me with it during lunch, which is now.' Akaya held up a piece of paper to emphasise his point.

Sanada sighed at Akaya's brattiness, and said resignedly, 'I'll help you then.'

'No!' Akaya's response was sudden, and Sanada felt strangely annoyed that Akaya didn't want his help. 'Yukimura, can you help me?'

'Hey, whatcha doing?' The self-proclaimed genius of Rikkai Dai Marui Bunta showed up behind Akaya, chewing his signature bubble gum.

'I'm trying to get Yukimura to help me with my work, Marui.'

'That's Marui-sempai to you.'

'Whatever. Yukimura-buchou!'

Yukimura got up elegantly, and gave Akaya a smile. 'Let's go then.' The two walked off, with Akaya glancing back to childishly stick out his tongue at Sanada, who frowned.

'Wonder what the brat's doing,' Marui commented nonchalantly.

x

'... Kirihara-san...' The teacher said hesitantly, slightly scared of her student.

Akaya smiled innocently up at her. 'What, teacher?'

'... I told you to write a poem for English class.'

Akaya nodded, not noticing anything wrong.

'And you gave me this.' The teacher showed him the paper he had handed in.

Akaya looked at her weirdly. 'What's wrong with those? They're poems, right? Yukimura told me they were.'

The teacher paused. 'That's true. They are poems. But-'

'Teacher, you told us to write a poem! And I wrote down three.'

The teacher couldn't help but smile. 'Fine.'

x

'Hey, Kiri-kun, your poems were posted on the change room door.' Yukimura smiled innocuously, implying that he had obviously not put them there.

On the change room door were three poems.

Young

Understanding

Kreative?

Intelligent

Marvellous

Unconditional

Revealing

Astounding

Amazing

Kind

Astonishing

Youthful

Admirable

And lastly...

Stupid

Annoying

Negligible

Aggravating

Dumb

A Pain in the butt.

'KIRIHARA! FIFTY LAPS!'

'Stupid fukubuchou!'

'ONE HUNDRED!'

As this exchange happened, Yukimura just smiled. x owari

x omake

'Ne, Yukimura, I don't think it's fair that fukubuchou didn't give you any laps.'

'Well, Sanada punished me later.'

Akaya decided to leave.

x x x

My first Rikkai fic! Wow, how insanely cracky.

Please review if you liked it, and flames and concrit will be welcomed with open arms. -awinchan