Title: Adorable Problem

Part: 3/?

Author: PrinceFeilan

Warnings: Yaoi, shounen-ai, young Daisuke Lime- Lemon-ness, in later chapters.

Genre: Romance/General, might have signs of humor, though I don't do humor.

Pairing: Dark/Daisuke. A little Satoshi/Daisuke too, but pretty one-sided.

Rating: T for now at least.

Disclaimer: I own it all! *Sarcasm* or not. Okay okay...don't own, don't sue.

' Blah Blah ' - Thoughts

" Blah Blah " - Speech

A/N - I should thank secret25 for mailing me and turning my attention to once again. So this will be dedicated to you. Thank you! This chapter was already finished, just didn't get to upload it. Sex Games should be updated soon as well, chapter is already 4000 + words. I'm sorry for having been away for so long, but I've definitely not dropped my stories, so there's only one thing to do....update =)

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Adorable Problem

By Feilan87

Part 3/?

- The Prince and The Trouble Makers

~_____Part Three_____~

"Think fast!"

"Ouch! Keiji for god's sake! That hurt damnit!" The boy named Norio, grumbled annoyed, after having a calculator thrown at him.

Daisuke sat in silence behind in class and watched curiously how a class with the lack of a teacher acted.

The teacher had gone to take care of a smaller accident down the hallway where some troublemakers had had a "milk"-fight earlier. The boy with squashy brown spikes, shrugged and sat on his table holding up a camera in front of his face so you could only see the creepy forming under but not his eyes.

"Smile, Norr!"

Since first period where he had been forced to stand and tell all the unimportant stuff about himself, no one had really looked at him. And now with the beginning of fourth period that didn't seem to want to change anytime soon. But it was a little comfort that the lunch break was so near, and after that he had some art classes. He couldn't wait. He loved being able to express himself creatively.

"Screw you! One more picture and I will smash your freaking camera! Got that!?"

Norio and Keiji, both very open-mouthed and among the students making the most noise in class, but even as they fought it was easy to see that aside from the occasional yelling they were the best of friends. Daisuke squirmed in his seat, feeling lonely all of a sudden and turned away from the two, letting his eyes fall on a squeaky girl, who said in circle with a small group of girls giggling like mad. He heard fragments of words.

"…But it worries me, Satoshi-sama seems so introvert. He seems so…" She lowered her voice, "…lonely"

"Do you know him personally, Arisa?" Another girl enquired, breaking into the conversation and receiving several glares from the others.

Arisa scuffed in her seat, "Well, I've noticed him sending me these looks, and-"

"Yeah right, dream on Arisa. That's just wish thinking." The girl mumbled annoyed.

Not quite knowing what to do with himself he tried to start reading on tomorrows homework.

Girls were such strange creatures, they always imagined reality to be much different than it really was. Satoshi's so-called looks had consisted of glares to keep the girls off his back, and Daisuke was starting to feel sorry for him, since it was obvious that he could hear every word, while shaking his head to himself at their dense nature.

"Hey, you!"

Daisuke blinked and to his own shock found that the girls were looking at him. Something told him that his fellow classmates were finally starting to notice his presence.

"Erh, yes?" He answered in a fading voice. Why was he always so nervous? He wanted to punch himself his own weakness. They had probably already marked him as a "pushover".

"Are you a fag? Quit giving Satoshi-sama those looks, how dare you corrupt him with your dirty thoughts!" One girl shrieked, and did not particularly care that their "prince" could actually hear them, and from the look of the boy in question, Daisuke could suddenly feel cool sapphire eyes resting on him, from the front row.

Oh great, now he would probably have to spend the rest of the year being glared at, but for some reason, the prince's gaze didn't seem like one of disgust.

"W-what-? I…I'm not…." Daisuke tried to defend himself, but was abruptly interrupted, when a second later the door was kicked open.

"SOMEONE GO GET THE TEACHERS! THE HALLWAYS A MESS!" a girl from another class yelled.

"Ohhhhhh yeah! So they finally started! Keiji, go get you-know-what!"

The boys' ran out of the classroom grinning with some weird candy in their hands, it had to be candy, since the wrapping was so colorful.

The curiousity of the remaining students was answered when sempai's from the older classes threw a huge pink sausage formed thing into their class.

"AHHHHH!!!" Arisa screamed as the huge pink object, exploded in her face and a small pool of water formed under her feet.

"HAHAHA!!! I GOT ARISA, THAT THING BLEW RIGHT IN THAT BITCHS FACE!! WAHAAHAHAHA!!!!"

"THE RULES A SIMPLE, THE ONE WHO GET'S MOST WINS! START WITH THE ANNOYING ONES! OH AND HIT ARISA AND IT'LL BE A DOUBLE!!"

Daisuke stared in silence as Arisa, crying in anger picked up the punctured waterballoon. As water balloons continued to fire at several girls.

"What's that?" a girl asked, being certain that a water balloon wasn't exactly THIS shape.

"It's a CONDOM! Uuhh, this one's raspberry." Takeshi laughed madly before he shot a few photo's of the crying Arisa whose, fake eyelashes fell off her face, not to mention the mascara that was running down her face in two black lines, in their tear trails. Her face was starting to remind Daisuke of a plum, as her mouth and eyes twisted in anger, ready to burst any moment.

The girls' screamed and ran out of the classroom.

"HA! FINALLY THEY'RE GONE, LET'S GET THEM BEFORE THEY REACH THE TEACHERS LOUNGE!!!!!!!" Someone shouted.

Finally the room fell silent and Daisuke decided to leave, having only had his jeans slightly soaked from the ones that had missed and hit the floor near him.

"HEY!!!! EVERYONE!!!! THERE'S ONE MORE GIRL THERE!!!!!!!!!! THE REDHEADED ONE! THE ONE WHO HITS HER FIRST WINS!!!"

A group of boy's still far away, but too close to his liking were running towards him.

Eyes widening in horror, Daisuke did the only thing he could do and ran as if the devil was after him.

One thing he had always been good at was running, so he managed to gain enough lead to avoid the first water-filled-condoms that were thrown his way.

Daisuke made a sharp turn around a corner.

"HE'S RUNNING TOWARDS THE-"

Their voices faded.

Being too preoccupied with running, he failed to notice that the way he'd chosen ended just ahead and -

Something grabbed his shoulder and hauled him into a room.

He hit the floor the thunk and only heard the door being locked by the stranger.

"What are-? Who are you?" He managed to mutter, not able to see the face of his savior. The room was simply too dark.

The stranger pulled him backwards and clamped his mouth shut, as the noises from steps outside the room came closer and stopped shortly.

"Where'd she go? And she was so cute too." One voice muttered, sounding disappointed.

"You'd have love to see her shirt soaked wouldn't you?" Another boy laughed.

"Let's check the rooms."

"Impossible…"

"Why?"

"Because…the rooms around here are locked and only people from the student council has keys."

Daisuke felt his heart skip unnaturally as he slowly became aware of the warm softness that his back was pressed against.

It was bad enough that he'd been mistaken for a girl and hunted down. Did this person behind him think he was a girl as well? One thing was for sure…the stranger hell on to him well, and he could even feel their damp breath against his neck.

He shivered, in the stranger's arms, having only ever been hugged this tight by Krad.

Unknowingly, Daisuke found himself leaning into the warmth of the other's body as sounds of steps outside was fading away.

The other held on to him a few seconds longer before finally removing their hand from his lips. But still not letting go.

A soft voice broke the heavy silence.

"Stay here, as soon as you leave they'll find you again. The teacher's can't stop them."

It was a deep but soft voice…definitely male.

Daisuke felt dizzy, from the warmth and the weak scent, invading his senses.

"Dai- uh, I.. want move a bit, can't we?" Daisuke reminded himself that Dark had berated him just the day before, when he heard him use his name instead of "I", saying that it was childish speech and had threatened him with telling his brother, scratch that, Krad that he was being difficult.

He thought he was going to go insane if he had to stay in this position any longer.

"I'm afraid it's not possible. This is a room used for cleaning materials and was the easiest to enter." The boy answered after hesitating for a moment.

Daisuke mumbled a soft "Oh." Not really getting why they couldn't just enter on of the other rooms now, since the hallway seemed empty. But something about the boy behind him forced him to keep silent and not question his reasoning.

A small and hard poked his backside.

Said object made a small bleeping sound and vibrated for a few second until, the boy managed to pull it out of his pocket, ignoring the squirming Daisuke, who had felt like his butt had been cupped for a moment.

Finally the other pulled him up in standing position and reached for the door knob.

"It's over now. This happens often." The boy told him and pushed him out into the lightened hallway, leaving Daisuke blinded for a few seconds from having gotten used to the darkness.

"Often?" Daisuke muttered, rubbing his eyes.

"That's right, it's the always the boys from the 6-B who starts in and eventually the rest of them will join in. At least you got away without being completely soaked."

Daisuke opened his eyes, feeling his breath hitch a little as he recognized the lean boy, with cool sapphire eyes, and silky blue hair, from the front row of his class. It was the so-called Ice-prince Satoshi Hiwatari.

"H-hiwatari?" Daisuke uttered in surprise. Seeing the boy, who he'd been accused for crushing on in front of him, left him embarrassed and almost speechless.

"Don't look so scared, Niwa-kun." Satoshi sighed and fixed his glasses while locking the door. Daisuke gulped.

"Um, Hiwatari… I'm really not…you know…erh…homo or anything so…"

"Does it really matter whether you're gay or not?" Satoshi chuckled, and for the first time that day, Daisuke saw a faint smile spread on the prince's face. Ice prince? That didn't make sense when he could look like this, just from smiling.

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There was more but I'm stopping in there. Rest comes in next chapter. Oh and since the REAL Risa is Dark's Secretary, I created another annyoing girl to take her place in the class, thus her name should be Arisa xD