A/N: So, moar smut? Yesh! Some crack too. This shall be another multi-chaptered fic (though I'm sure it won't exceed 2 or 3 chapters...hurr).

Read away and enjoy~ ^^

The sound of four-inch heeled, white boots echoed in the now quiet entrance of Kouga's Alya Academy. Soft, dark brown locks danced in the air as they made their way to the first hour of class.

With an innocent smile, the student opened the door to the classroom. The teacher looked over, knowing this was his new student.

"Everyone, we have a new member of the academy," he stated to the class, half of which were falling asleep, "Miharu Rokujou, right?"

"Yes," affirmed Miharu, "Please be kind to me," he said to his fellow classmates.

A girl with black-rimmed glasses looked up from her paper and broke the pencil she was chewing on. It was Subaru, and her face held an alarmed expression as she gazed at the sight before her. The holder of Shinrabanshou; her adorable "little brother," dressed in the girl's uniform.

"Mi-Miharu...you..." Miharu gave her a cute smile and her face fell back onto her paper as she blushed.

The teacher, completely fooled into thinking this was a female student before him, offered that she could sit wherever there was a free seat.

There were two of them. Both spotted right next to two cute looking boys. One of the boys appeared to be older though. Seeing him, Subaru, and a few other older looking people, Miharu figured this was a mixed class, or perhaps they had failed Calculus a couple times...which wouldn't be a surprise.

He decided on taking the seat next to the older boy. Not only was he a little more attractive looking, he had been eyeballing Miharu from the corner of his deep blue eye.

Miharu received some stares as he walked down the aisle, and he could even hear some boys whispering to eachother on how cute the new girl was. He smirked and held in a giggle from his accomplished technique. He finally made his way to the free desk and sat down. His ninja senses could pinpoint that the handsome upperclassmen in the seat from behind was watching him. He wanted to turn around to introduce himself personally but waited on this boy to begin introductions. It never happened though.

The school bell rang, and the second hour of class would soon begin. Miharu yawned and stood up, still in between the desk and chair. The older boy walked passed him, and Miharu noticed he was wearing glasses. He thought to himself how good he looked with them on.

As the hijutsu holder made his way out of the class door, he was grabbed by the arm from a familiar face.

"Miharu, wh-what is this?" demanded Subaru with a red and disturbed face, "When I heard you were really going to attend Alya, I didn't think you'd use your looks to cosplay as a girl!"

"Heh, but it's fun," Miharu said with his eyes half-opened, "What's wrong? Do you think all of the boys will 'attack' me? Maybe even some girls?"

"Seems to be your objective...especially with those shoes, and how your skirt's length is not that far from everyone seeing whatever is underneath it..."

"I just want to have fun for my first day of school. See you later, Subaru," he admitted with a smile and trotted off to his next class. Subaru put a hand to her head and simply turned the other way to go to her next class as well as drop off some documents at the student counsel's office.

After two more academic courses, it was time for Taijutsu. Boys and girls were divided in this class, which disappointed Miharu because he wanted to be with the guys...especially since he noticed the mysterious boy he sat in front of in first hour was present. He hadn't seen his crush at all in between then and now.

From the doorway, it appeared everyone but him was dressed properly and ready to begin the class, so he thought he could sneak into the boy's locker room and change without being spotted. Something halted him from accomplishing that at the moment, however.

"Hey, Sweetie." Miharu turned his head and looked up to see a tall and kind of butch upperclassmen, holding out a red rose.

"You wanna go into the locker room and have a good time?" He inquired with a greedy smile. Miharu plastered timidness on his cute face; he knew how to handle these circumstances.

"Wh-why would you ask me that? We haven't even formally greeted each other, or gone out on a date...You're terrible! So selfish and mean!" Miharu whimpered as his lips curled and eyes teared up.

The older male's mouth gaped open, along with the rose withering. He backed away nervously at such words and the sight of this girl crying. Turning around and walking off, he twitched some and scratched at his head with both hands. Miharu's face transformed into an expression of indifference. He shrugged his shoulders and walked off into the boy's locker area, little demon wings flapping on his back.

He entered the room and saw that it was indeed free. He changed out of the uniform as fast as he could and the clothes in a locker. After putting on his hakama, he messed up his hair a bit. He figured he could pass as a whole other student, a male student that is. It's not that he didn't look like a boy, it's just that he obviously resembled a girl very much.

"Thanks for my devious looks, Mom," he whispered contently to himself.

He made his way out to the gymnasium, where he saw him. Miharu blushed brightly, and that was okay since the boy didn't notice Miharu was in view.

"You there!" shouted the Taijutsu Teacher, "You're late, and I already took attendance."

"Excuse me, Sir. I'm new and some rude student gave me the wrong directions to this room," Miharu lied, trying to look let down.

"You're...excused. What is you're name?" Miharu took a moment to think. Besides his crush, there were other familiar faces who didn't notice who he really was. Giving his real name would surely cause an uproar.

"My name is...Yukio Maruno." It worked for him, considering he was getting his way right now.*

"Alright then. Now, get into single file rows guys. We're going to review some moves today," instructed the teacher. Miharu took a place in the far left row. His soulmate came over to stand in the row right next to him. As he made his attempts to follow his new teacher, he peered from the corner of his eye at how gracefully the other boy executed the moves. He was definitely the best fighter in the class. Miharu didn't go unnoticed for long though...

"I see you looking at me."

Miharu's eyes went wide and he set on looking at the floor. He would have pointed out the fact that he had done the same thing a few hours back, but then that would reveal that he was..."her".

Miharu then glanced right at him, and gulped, "You're moves are amazing..." He almost blushed from saying that. His little teen aged mind took the statement out of context. He hoped the taller male wasn't thinking of it like that.

"Thanks. I'm one of the top fighters here," he said with no hint of bragging, and a smile; a sweet smile. Miharu nearly melted into to.

Both of them said nothing more and continued on with their moves. Miharu honestly wanted to rip off that boy's clothes, but had to contain himself.

Now, it was time for showers. Miharu was one of the first to walk into the locker room. Looking around to try and find his crush, Miharu discovered he was no where to be seen. It confused him, so he just sighed and disrobed, walking to into the big shower.

After he finished, he wrapped the towel he dried himself off with around his waist. He sat around until no one was left in the room in order to change.

The forest-eyed boy traveled back to his locker. He grabbed a couple thousand yen out of his wallet for lunch hour. There weren't many students left in the halls now, and he could hear someone running...and panicking.

"I'm gonna be late and all the saury** will be eaten!"

"Gau..." Miharu smiled and made a 'hmph' sound before turning around to greet the crazed teen. Gau nearly ran passed him as he halted. He looked dumbfounded.

"You...look a lot like this guy I know."

"I am that guy," Miharu revealed with a big, insincere grin.

"Oh yeah! I didn't remember you were arriving here today. B-but...why are you wearing that?" asked Gau with a very questioning expression on his face.

"Because it's entertaining," Miharu disclosed, looking apathetic.

"Uhh...Okay. Well, come and sit with my group in the cafeteria. It'll be fun, especially when you get to use your tricks on them." Gau took Miharu's hand and practically dragged him to the cafeteria.

Lunch was pretty boring for Miharu. Gau was amusing to watch, but posing as a girl caused him to receive more phone numbers from both girls and guys then he could handle. He took the small pieces of bunched up paper and dropped them into a garbage can when no one was looking. He headed to the girl's restroom to take off his boots and rub his aching feet.

Once there he could hear a guy's groan from one of the stalls...He then heard a 'mmm, like it baby' from a female. A zipper could be heard closing, and afterwards, a boy and girl student emerged from the small space. Miharu froze in place. As the two anonymous students walked passed him, the boy turned his head and laughed quietly while the girl noisily cleared her throat.

Once Miharu was by himself, he giggled slightly and then went into a stall other than the one where those other two kids were...experimenting.

After catering to his toes, he was off to Japanese Lit class. He entered one of the enclosed stairwells. Miharu simply stood on the ground as other students rushed up and down the stairs.

The warning bell rang, but the boy kept his place. He could see a pair of legs from underneath the stairwell. He bent to the side to peer between the steps. His stomach fluttered as he saw no one other than the raven-haired beauty. He was finishing up a novel whist wearing those glasses...

It was just the two of them, so Miharu thought he would play a little game. He knew this seductive upperclassmen felt the same way he did. He walked slowly over to where the other male sat, trying to be obvious. He loosened the grip on his literature and science books; they fell onto the floor.

"Ohh...I dropped my books," Miharu whined.

The man of mystery looked up from his book, spotting his precious gem.

"Let me help you with those," he offered to Miharu as he got to his feet.

"No no. It's fine. I can pick up the books on my own." Turning his head which held an innocent smile, he bent over slowly, his skirt flying up.

The old boy's eyes grew twice in size. He was completely fixated on the sight before him of Miharu's smooth ass being hugged by girl's underwear. It wasn't a thong, nor was it lace, but it was probably one of the top kinkiest panties ever sewn up. It was a peach color etched with bananas and cherries. The black-haired male couldn't help himself but to crouch to the level of Miharu's behind.

The brown-haired devil licked his lips and got onto his hands and knees, "Do you like what you see?" he asked in the most innocent manner possible, turning his head back to face the other student.

"Yes...I would like to see more."

"Do you know what I know about me?" Miharu rocked his hips with ease.

"If it is what I think you know..." And with that, Miharu turned over and positioned himself where his forearms supported him. He undid the clasps of his skirt and laid the garment down. His crush, already knowing his true gender, noticed the round curve in the front of his underwear. Their eyes met again.

"Hey...someone will probably show up here. Follow me."

Miharu made a small pout and got off the cool floor, taking the other boy's hand. He was directed into a room right underneath the stairway.

The boy opened the door and turned on the light. It was a room that was more narrow than wide and it had some shelves. It looked to be a janitor's closet, yet it was cleared and quite clean.

"Is this used anymore?" asked the younger teen.

"For the past 2 weeks or so, no."

There was a chair in the room, which the azure-eyed boy sat Miharu onto. He got onto his knees. His eyes locked with Miharu's, and his face got closer and he was blushing; actually looking rather shy. With each of their eager breaths hitting one another's noses, the older boy closed in and began his and Miharu's first kiss. The hijutsu possessor leaned down into those soft, perfect lips. His sweet crush's one hand caressed Miharu's cheek while the other brushed through his hair. Miharu mewled in appreciation and placed his arms around the other's back.

The tall male licked at Miharu's lips, which parted themselves for the invitation. Their tongues danced tenderly together as this new experience took place.

'It feels so nice...tasting him,' the young ninja thought. He never felt the need to get this close to someone, other than the person he could no longer remember...

Miharu acted on undoing the buttons of his tight jacket. He was able to slide it off pretty well while his lips were still in contact with his beloved's. He wasn't sure if the room was hot, he was hot, or both. The young boy could feel saliva trickling down his chin, and it turned him on even more. Both boy's breathing was getting heavy, so their lips separated.

"I liked your kiss..." the older boy said to Miharu. The words made the butterflies inside the young ninja flutter even further.

"And...I liked your's. It made me feel different...happy," he said shyly, "...What's your name?"

"I'm Yoite, Miharu." Both giggled a bit from the response. It was quite humorous that Yoite knew Miharu's name since the beginning of day, yet hours later and after a kiss Miharu finally knew his. For the younger boy, the name also sounded familiar.

"Ah, really? I know someone who had a black cat named Yoite. He was really sweet, but he ran away a couple months ago..."

"Maybe he just has something important to take care of."

"Yeah," Miharu laughed shallowly. The laughter came from both Yoite's silly reason and the fact that the older boy's eyes averted to his crotch...revealing his erection tugging tightly against the small panties. Miharu's face reddened once again. He was slightly embarrassed from becoming so aroused from a kiss.

Yoite slowly lifted his hands off where they lay on Miharu's hips and he knelt closer to the floor again. Miharu blushed and Yoite had a rather serious look on his face. The boy tucked two fingers from each hand underneath the cotton garment and brought it up and over Miharu's excitement. The younger boy winced in pain as the fabric brushed against himself. Yoite proceeded in gliding them off of Miharu's skinny legs and placed them on the arm of the chair.

Yoite's soft, pale hand wrapped itself around Miharu's hard-on, almost instinctively. He used his other hand to pull the black stockings covering Miharu's thighs down some so he could rub and heat up the bare skin. Miharu moaned from the touches he was being given; Yoite smiled. The forest-eyed boy's legs now rested themselves over Yoite's broad shoulders and hips rolled with the strokes from the skilled boy's large hand. Miharu panted now to the wonderful sensations. It wasn't too much longer until Yoite cupped his mouth over the head of the Miharu's leaking cock, sliding his head up and down completely to make the hard flesh disappear over and over.

Miharu cried, feeling the older boy's big tongue roll and twirl over him. He was sweaty now and reached out his hand, gripping Yoite's soft, raven locks. Yoite moaned and unintentionally chuckled from the response. He moved his mouth away from Miharu's member, only to take his tongue and slide it up from base to tip while looking into Miharu's half-liddded eyes.

"Yoite...Yoite," the young ninja panted, amazed by the skill from such a sweet boy. Yoite proceeded to taste the clear fluid oozing from the member's tip whist rubbing the boy's thighs with both hands. He then positioned his head lower to take the round pouch below Miharu's length into his mouth and release hot, moist breaths upon it. The younger boy lulled his dazed head back and forth. He felt so close to something more amazing than the treatment he was receiving at the moment. Yoite brought his head back up and settled on vigorously sucking the bright head of the arousal.

With a buck of his hips and a crackled groan, Miharu's seed spurted out and ran down his excited length. Yoite's tongue licked up the white fluid, closing his eyes and looking peaceful.

Miharu caught his breath and watched Yoite grab his underwear and slide them gently back on him. The blue-eyed boy stood and Miharu followed in suit. He gazed up at Yoite, smiling with frosted eyes. Yoite pulled the boy into a gentle embrace, which Miharu returned with pink cheeks. His heart danced to the warmth and smell of the taller male.

"You...feel how I do, right?" Miharu asked while his mouth was against Yoite's chest.

"I feel it more than you could imagine." Miharu snuggled his chest to from the response. He didn't want to leave this boy's side. He was so drawn to him from the start but couldn't understand why just yet.

"Hey, Sai!" Both boy's ears perked up to the commotion outside the door.

"Look. I found a skirt! Hahaha!"

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* - Yukio means "snowy boy" and apparently that he gets what he wants

**-a fish that is Gau's favorite food

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