Author's Note: I have some time tonight, so I thought I'd take a break from my regular Kevedd and do a little Rev!Edd x Regular Kevin. If you guys like this, though, I'll continue it. In this universe, there is only Kevin and Rev!Edd, no Rev!Kevin or normal Edd. Reverse!Edd is asphyxion's creation, but I have obviously included my head cannons and whatever. Enjoy!

Strings of memory oscillated, tumbling through Edd's mind, bringing back memories spanning from his transfer to Peach Creek Elementary until his last day at Peach Creek Junior High. For disciplinary reasons (sadistic tendencies and genius are never a good marriage), he had spent the past two years studying far from the place he considered his true hometown. Returning to Peach Creek for his upperclassman years of high school, he felt only inexorable excitement. He was sick with impatience.

He quietly moved back only a week prior to the first day of his junior year, and he spent the entire time indulging in classic literature (his dirty pleasure, since he had a preference for non-fiction) and meticulously updating his bedroom. His parents had rented the house out to relatives for the last couple of years, so their furnishings and interior decor were intact – his room in particular had been unused and untouched. But at last, the first day of school had arrived, and it was time for him to not only shock the entire student body with his return but for him to set things straight with his childhood friends.

Tesla, help me, Edd smirked to himself before entering the school, a premonition of autumn sending a cold breeze across campus. The very moment he stepped into the building, at the first stretch of lockers, he already spotted a familiar face (or rather a familiar red baseball cap).

He was taller than Edd now, albeit barely, with much broader shoulders and a more masculine, conventionally athletic build. His posture smouldered confidence, the type which warranted a punch to the face when questioned. As he turned to speak to an approaching friend, Edd got taste of his profile – strong jaw, a flash of emerald beneath long ginger lashes, and a disgustingly conceited slant of a smile. Adolescence had blessed him. Yeah, he would be suitable for target practice.

"Good morning, Kevin," Edd seethed his own breed of confidence. Like a boxer in the ring, like a prowling wildcat stalking his prey, Edd circled his old friend. This was Edd's game, and Kevin was his new toy.

Kevin, possessing two tones: apathetic and angered, could not contain himself from spitting out his words. "What are you doing here, Double Dork? I thought your parents shipped you off somewhere." That was enough to cue his surrounding friends and classmates to back off a reasonable distance. They rather eavesdrop than end up involved.

"My, what a serrated tone to use when greeting an old friend, especially after such a long absence," and Edd was beyond sarcastic, gradually drawing closer to the redhead.

Not tolerating his bullying on the very first day of the school year, Kevin rolled those pretty eyes with, "Just leave me alone, asshole. Can you bother someone else?"

Edd's lips split into a grin. He crossed into Kevin's personal space, their cheeks brushing as he brought his mouth within centimeters of the other boy's ear. Edd trapped his victim, one hand on each side of his head. His voice lowered to a hiss that was audible to Kevin alone, "I came back to study you and your human condition. I need to examine you, everything exposed, vulnerable and laid out in front of me."

The redhead's heart-rate escalated along with his temper. He wanted nothing more than to choke the vocabulary out of that self-satisfied dork. "Shut up," Kevin growled, rivaling Edd's bullying. He refused to be pressed against a wall and stood his ground, consequentially being pressed against Edd's body in turn.

Of course, being a sadist committed to seeing his pet suffer and/or submit, Double Dee could not retreat – he could endure or advance. "I will court you into a painful surrender," he promised less-than-sweetly, looking up at Kevin with a dangerous shimmer of affection. He savored Kevin's irritated expression like a kitten lapping up milk; the boy's petulance only drove him to tease him more. "We do not have any congruence in our schedules, so I will see you at my place at 7PM tonight, pumpkin," Edd added. Just as he released Kevin, timed all too well, the morning bell christened the first day of the school year.