• {<3}
    Girls? What's so great about 'em? I mean, I love boobs and vagi-... Nevermind those... I like that about girls... And how they always smell nice even when they should be stinking like garbage. And how they parade themselves around like peices of meat at a meat raffle. Giving themselves to the highest bidder. Which usual isn't me... But I don't care. I've had girlfriends and they never really seemed to understand me. So I would dump them and wait for a girl that I could understand easily. But she hasn't shown herself yet. So... I'll just keep waiting.
    And that bring's me to another subject.
    Love? What is it really? Just feelings our brain makes up to make us feel miserable? Or it something more magical and fantasy like? I wouldn't know... I haven't felt it before. And I don't plan on feeling it anytime soon. So... Wish me luck on that, please. I'll hear girls going around saying they love someone or some guy and how much their ment for each other, but only a week later they'll break up and then she'll be in love with someone else. Talking the same s*** and making it seem like it's the first time she's ever been in love.
    Girl's are so weird... Their like... Lion's... You don't know how their going to react, and they have more of a boom when it comes to yelling then guys... I would know...
    I sighed as we stood in morning alignment. Feeling more bored then usual.
    I wanted to leave so I could finish up my work with Siyoma-chan... She's the only girl that really seems to understand me. Even if she doesn't talk that much. She usual just sits there and reads or explains a problem to me.
    I looked around and saw her standing there with her nose in a new book and her face slightly pink.
    Oh god... Not another boy's love book...
    She pushed her glasses up farther on her nose and swallowed, obviously the book was getting 'good' for her.
    I shook my head and looked forward again.
    "Alright students!" The principal says trying to excite the students. "We will be having physicals today. The minestration called out of the blue and said that they could only to it today. I have no idea why. But shouldn't be a problem for you guy's since it's going to make a difference when the physical is, right?"
    Students groaned.
    I jumped and looked at him. "What!? You gave us no warning! That's not fair!" I bellow.
    Everyone turned and looked at me like I was a real pain.
    The principal sighed. "I'm sorry, Mister Toshiwa, but there's nothing I can do about it. So stop barking." He growls.
    I grumbled about how he's just a big fat a** and should have his head checked out as I cross my arms over my chest.
    He went on with anouncements and when it was over I snuck up behind Siyoma-chan.
    I looked over her shoulder and saw a revulting image of two men... enjoying themselves. I sighed. "I don't see how people can like those books."
    She jumped and dropped the book on the floor. "Kya!" She shreiked spinning around with her fist flying at my face.
    I gasped and felt her fist beat into my cheek bone.
    People around us all seemed to hold their breath to see my reaction.
    Siyoma-chan immediatly realized what had happened and began freaking out like she always did when she accidentally hit me. "U-uhm... Ayage-kun... I'm s-sorry. I didn't mean to hit you like that! Forgive me!" She said clasping her hands together and looking me in the eye.
    I rubbed my cheek and smiled, picking up her fallen book for her. "It's okay, Siyoma-chan. It's my fault for sneaking up on you like that. Don't worry about it." I say waving my hand at her.
    She blushed and fidgeted nervously. "Well... I'm sorry anyway... I apologise for acting like that." She says her face going even darker from all the attention being drawn to us by all our class mates.
    I nodded and held out her book. "Of course. Your forgiven, Siyoma-chan."
    She swallowed and took the book. "Thank you."
    I chuckled and felt my cheek go numb. "No problem."
    The attention began to slowly disolve and go away. The people began talking to each other and forgetting about me and Siyoma-chan.
    I sighed. "We should go to class." I say wrubbing my cheek.
    She nodded and started to walk silently along with me.
    I put my hands on the back of my neck and stared up at the sky, thinking about the latest episode of Chobits and how detailed the artist is when it comes to boobs... I love that artist... What if the writer is a girl...?
    I'll marry her...
    What if the artist is a man?
    I'll marry his mother or cousin or sister. What ever I have to do to get close to him so I can learn how he draws the boobs so well.
    Siyoma-chan made an odd noise, like a squeek and a cough mixed together.
    I looked down at her and noticed her arms are pushing her boobs rather close together so they raise her sweatshirt up a ways. I swallowed and felt my cheeks go slightly warm.
    She had an embaressed look on her face and her eyes seemed distanced.
    I looked away right at the second it would seem I was staring and cleared my throat.
    She looked at me and blinked. "Something wrong, Ayage-kun?"
    I shook my head. "No. I just don't like the quiet. That's all." I say smiling.
    She smirked. "Oh... Sorry, Ayage-kun..." She say's going quiet again.
    That helps... Not...
    I smiled and looked off to the right, trying to think of something I could randomly go over in my head. Just so I had something to do other then listen to this annoying silence.
    Feeling a slight pull on my shirt I stop and look down to see Siyoma staring at the floor and her bangs hiding her face, her feet planted on the floor, and her body still.
    "Siyoma-chan?" I ask tilting my head.
    "Am I really that different when I have my hair down and my glasses off?" She ask's her voice sounding like sand paper.
    I blinked. "Eh...?"
    "I've seen how you look at me when I have my hair down and my glasses off. You look at me differently when I look like all the other girls... Why?" She asks.
    I smiled. "I don't know... You just look so different... It's like when I got my hair cut too short, it people two days to realize it was me." I laugh trying to her up. Obviously she was upset about something, but I didn't know what. "I'm sure if you just took your hair down once in a while people would notice too."
    "Notice what?"
    "How different you are. Your not like the barbie clones we have here. But your not weird either. Your like a whole different section completely." I say smiling again.
    She looked up at me, astonishment in her eyes. "Really?"
    I nodded.
    Her face went red and she reached back to pull out her pony tail. "If you say so..."
    I held my breath.
    She grabbed the scruntchy and yanked it out quickly.
    I smiled.
    Her long black straight hair drifted over her body like a cape and caused her to look even more like a beautiful lady.
    She blushed. "Better?"
    I nodded, unable to say much at the moment. "Yeah."
    "Now what?" She asks looking at the floor in embaressment.
    Your sweat shirt and glasses. I think quickly.
    I shrug. "I think that's it for now." I say smiling.
    She smiled back. "Thank you very much for helping me, Ayage-kun."
    I nodded. "Of course."
    Her hair was shinney and looked really soft. She even smelt really good, like strawberries or watermellon... Maybe cherry...
    We walked to class and sat down next to each other.
    "I have a question." She says looking at the desk randomly.
    I put my head on my hand and looked over at her. "What is it?"
    That's a first... Usually it's me asking the questions...
    She swallowed. "Why are you talking to me?"
    I blinked. "Eh?"
    "People like you don't talk to me... They avoid me..." She says haning her head, her hair falling over her face like a sheild.
    I sighed. "I see... I don't know... I don't like girls like all the others... Your different then them... You don't care what you look like, you seem flawless when it comes to insults you may get from other people. Like nothing they could say would ever be able to hurt you. And you don't b**** about how horrible your life is suppost to be, when really their lives are really nice." I say getting it out after taking numerous breathes to keep from panting or going light headed.
    She moved her head so I could see a small fraction of her face, and it looked beat red. "Oh... Thank you."
    I nodded. "It's what I'm here for."

    {<3}
    We all lined up for the physical exams and we all chattered about how well they have been doing with their weight and how much their body has been growing.
    I just stood there and waited my turn.
    From across the room I heard a teacher call a name. "Miyomi Siyoma."
    I looked over and saw a girl jump and go red.
    "What?" She says starting to get really nervous.
    I smiled.
    The teacher smiled. "It's your turn. Would you take off your sweat shirt? You can leave it on the bench outside the exam room."
    She nodded and took off her sweat shirt. Revealing her tightly concealed chest.
    Girls gasped and started whispering.
    I chuckled.
    Guys behind me pretended to howl and bark like dogs, noticing her chest size as well.
    She spun around and her face went redder. She hated having audiances... Her eyes met mine and she swallowed.
    I spun around and glared at the guys. "Come on guys. Knock it off. Leave her alone." I growl.
    They all blink confused at me. "Why...?"
    I narrowed my eyes. "Because I said so." I order standing taller and standing over them. I'm tall for my age so when I stand up straight and dont slouch I show it off quite well.
    They shrink away and nod. "Y-yes, sir."
    I nod back and turn back around, my arms cross my eyes closed in anger. "Perverted shorties."
    "Who is he calling perverted?" One of them grumbles.
    I spun back to them and felt my eye twitch. "What was that!?"
    "Toshiwa Ayage?" A male voice calls.
    I jump and look as innocent as possible. "Yeah?"
    "Would you come in for you exam please?" He asks politly.
    I nodded and walked in.
    ///
    When my exam was done, which didn't take long actually, I walked out and put my tie back on right.
    The girls were almost all done with their tests and so were the boys.
    "Excuse me, Mister Toshiwa?" Asks the doctor behind me.
    I turn to him. "Yes?"
    He hands me a pill of not pads filled with student information. "Would you take these to the womans side of the gym and give them to the nurse in exam room C-3?"
    I nodded. "Sure, sure." I say turning away.
    Yes! I get to go over to the girls side! I shout in my head, full of excitement.
    I walked over quickly and then slowed my pace, trying to see if I can see through any cracks in the exam room curtains.
    I growled. Nope... Not one of them... I walked up to the exam room C-3 and just pushed the curtain open and then closed it quickly, not thinking straight. "The doctor told me to give these to you-," I turn around and felt my heart explode.
    Siyoma blinked at me, only wearing boxer breifs and a bra that obviously wasn't big enough.
    The nurse wasn't in so in a way I was lucky and unlucky. If she had been there she would have called the principal on me, but if she was here I would have been able to hand them off and leave quickly.
    Her face went red and her lip twitched.
    I couldn't move. I was unable to peal my eyes away, or even close them. I swallowed.
    She spun around and gasped. "Please get out." She begged, not raising her voice.
    I felt my throat go dry. "R-... right..."
    Please god let me leave... I won't stalk a girl for the next... Three days if you let me go.
    My body wouldn't move still.
    Four!
    Nope...
    Five!
    Try again.
    "Please, Ayage-kun, stop staring at me." She says still not raising her voice.
    I let my hand just open up, dropping the not pads on the floor and forced myself to move. I spun around and threw open the certain and then pulled it closed quickly, my face hot and my throat drier then the Sahara desert.
    Dear god... Why do you hate me?