To Each Their Own : Part One - Chapter 30
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XaldinRoxas
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Xaldin watched as the teens moved around the gym, playing whichever sport that they felt like. The black-haired teacher loved Fridays as they meant no work for him. He could just sit back and watch all the girls in their short-shorts jumping around after badminton birdies or slamming into the volleyballs. He could follow the competing boys as they dribbled basketballs or slammed their feet into blitzballs.
"Xaldin?"
Attention drawn to the small teen in front of him, Xaldin felt himself stiffen. Or I could always spend class with my favorite little student, Xaldin sighed out, patting the bleacher beside himself.
"What's troubling you, boy?" He had to call him that in order to remember that the blonde was still only a kid.
"I'm bored, no one will play with me, I'm lonely, and I just feel like sitting with the person that I care most about."
Xaldin couldn't hide the smirk that worked its way onto his lips. "You know you aren't supposed to say stuff like that at school."
"I know. But I already made sure there was no one around to hear. I'm not an idiot, you know."
Xaldin almost sighed before he noticed the smirk playing across the teen's features. "Trust me, Roxas. I know."
Roxas inched just a little bit closer to his love, gazing about nervously to make sure that none of his classmates noticed. Xaldin didn't pull away when the young blonde brushed against his leg. Only a small warning hiss issued through his lips.
"I'm sorry, Xaldin. I shouldn't ... Should I?"
Xaldin couldn't hold back the sigh that had wanted to escape him. "No. Not until later."
Roxas pouted, watching his classmates as they ran and played and had fun. "Why would anyone care, anyways? I don't see why it should matter so much! It's not like you're fifty or something! You just barely are a real teacher! It was just this year when you stopped being a student!"
"Roxas, maybe ... maybe this ... maybe we ... aren't a good idea."
"Y-You're ... You're breaking up with me, aren't you?"
The black-haired man stiffened once more. "Rox ... I ... I love you, right? You know I do, right?" The teen shuddered, nodding. They never said the 'L' word when they were at school. Too risky, Xaldin claimed. His heart was pounding in his chest, knowing that something big was going on. "And you know I would never do anything to hurt you?" Another nod. "Well, Rox, I'm hurting you."
"No you aren't!" Roxas shoved himself off of the bleachers to glare at his love. "You aren't hurting me!" He threw away all the fear of having the class hear his anger. "You can't hurt me because I know you love me! I'm not gonna let you ruin it!"
"Roxas ..."
Attention was beginning to fall on the two and Xaldin's stomach was boiling. He could see the headlines now, how they would call him a good-for-nothing pedophile that took advantage of the students he taught. But really, Roxas would be graduating soon. Soon he wouldn't be his teacher. They could enjoy the other fully, not having to hide. Really, there was only five years between the two. Really, there was no reason they shouldn't be together.
"Roxas, I don't want you to go. I don't want to let you go."
The blonde pouted, crossing his arms over his chest. "Then why would you even suggest it?"
"Because I want you to know that we ... I ... could get into a lot of trouble."
"I know."
"Would you want that?"
Roxas smirked. "What type of bitch do you take me for?"
Xaldin exhaled slowly, knowing that the fight had been diverted. "My type of bitch. Class is almost over. Go get changed, alright? I'll come by around six?"
"I'm feeling like lunch today though."
"Both, then?"
"Sounds like a date."
"Okay, fine, I'll meet you at Wendy's?"
"Such a romantic you are." Roxas chuckled, rolling his eyes. "Sounds good. Do I get a kiss?"
Xaldin glanced around the gym. The students had given up interest and had gone back to their games. "Okay, people! Class is almost over! Go ahead and go get changed!" Giving a knowing smirk at the teens that darted for the stairs to the changing room, Xaldin gripped Roxas' shoulder before he could join them. Making sure that no one was watching, he leaned down, giving the blonde a gentle kiss.
"I love you, Xal."
"Love you too, Rox."
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XaldinRoxas - Complete
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