School Days

by: schu-chan

WARNINGS: Shounen-ai, AU, um...

disclaimer: they're not mine. you know who they belong to. *sigh*

The italics are what Ken writes on paper since he can't talk, ok?

*thoughts*

//flashback//

wow.... haven't updated this since forever........ -.-" suman......

~Chapter 6~

Crawford heard the bell ring. He opened it and Schuldich and Nagi stood there, grinning at him.

"What do you guys want?"

Schuldich answered for them both. "We have some clothes for the kids, and... we've moved into the apartment."

Crawford's mind went blank. "Nani?"

"Yup! We're your neighbors now! Nagi and I are living together in one apartment and the kids in the other."

Of course, they just said this just in case someone heard about the living arrangements. Nagi and Schuldich had agreed that they would live with their loved ones and not each other.

Crawford turned and stalked into the room. He gave Ken a glare. "Get better, or else."

Ken stared as Crawford left the room. He'd been so nice before... what happened?!

~*~*~*~*~*

Ken lay in bed, whimpering softly. He had his pillow over his head, trying to muffle the sounds. Unfortunately, he could hear the sounds coming from the apartment next door... the wall that the bed was against was the wall that connected to the apartment that Schuldich was staying in.

In the room next to Ken's, Crawford sighed as he got up. He could hear Ken whimpering and was worried. *I'm just worried because I can't have him getting sicker... I don't care about his actual well-being...* [1]

He entered the room and sighed. Now he knew why Ken was whimpering. He'd be scared too, if he'd had to listen to the sounds that were traveling through the wall.

"Come on." Ken looked up in surprise. "Hm?"

Crawford sighed and picked him up. "I wouldn't let an enemy sleep here. You'll just have to sleep with me tonight... I'll talk to Schuldich about it tomorrow."

Ken nodded silently. He motioned for pen and paper once Crawford had put him down on the bed. Crawford handed him a notepad and a pen.

Thank you. Ken gave him a wide smile and Crawford nodded. *He's so adora - no... he's a teenager... a teenager who likes soccer, is horrible at English, is clutzy, is cute when he blushes, has a great bo -*

Crawford froze in his thoughts. *GOD, GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF, CRAWFORD!*

Crawford lay down on the bed, listening to Ken's gentle breathing. *I've fallen hard... Ite.*

TBC...

ok, so he's admitted that he likes Ken. now what? kekeke...

[1]: riiiight. you just keep believing that, Braddy

review, ne?