cigarettes and chlorine [fruk]

Chapter 5

The bell rang and the students got out of their classes. Francis had his bag over his shoulders talking to one of his friends, walking out of the classroom. Laughing at some of the stupid jokes, the two of them made it to the hallways separating themselves from another as each got to their own lockers. Opening up his locker Francis tossed in his books and got out his breakfast. Turning after closing his locker he bumped his head into another locker door. He let out a quiet groan rubbing his forehead, the student behind the locker obviously has noticed the hit against his locker door, and closing his locker his panicked eyes met the other student.

"I-Ah! I am sorry! I shouldn't have opened it so fast! Are you okay?" The shorter boy questioned with his brows frowned in a concerned manner. Francis cracked a smile shaking his head.

"It's alright, didn't kill me, did it?" Francis says removing his fingers from his head reveling a small red bump. The shorter boy's eyes landed on the mark.

"It did leave a mark though." He mumbled embarrassed, he knew he shouldn't have been getting excited about the dessert of today's school menu. Francis frowns at this and steps a few steps back again to open his locker and look into the mirror that he had hanging on his locker door. A look of horror crossed his face as he saw the red mark on his forehead. The other male stepped towards Francis but held his distance. Guilt ate him as he saw the look on Francis expression, which made him apologize again and again. Pouting slightly and then sighing closing his locker, Francis sighed.

"You owe me a forehead." Francis said his fingers rubbing the bump, giving the other student a small smile. The Japanese boy blushed a little and bowed his head. Francis chuckled as the shorter boy kept on apologizing. "Please, it was also my fault." A charming smile formed on his lips his eye never leaving the gentle face. Realization suddenly hit the Japanese boy as he looked up at Francis again.

"Are you by any chance Francis Bonnefoy?" He asked in hope. Francis frowned at this but smiled nodding his head.

"Yes I am." Francis tilted his head, lowering his arms putting his hands in his pocket. "Um, did my name get around so fast?"

"Oh, I um no? My friend Arthur told me and my other friends about you." Arthur? Francis smile grew and then he looked down at the floor smiling.

"Really? Now I feel special. I hope they were all good things." Francis laughed lightly his eyes moving from side to side than rubbing his neck as silence crawled between them. Kiku just looked down at the floor 'Not good things at all'. Both of them just stood in front of each other. "You are friends with Arthur?"

"Yes..."

"I didn't know he had any friends." Francis teased a little with a smile crossing his lips. "Do you want to walk to the cafeteria?"

"H-Kiku Honda."

"What?" Francis asked dumbly walking slowing his pace. Kiku bowed his head lightly.

"My name is Kiku Honda." Kiku repeated himself more clearly this time.

"Ah." Was all Francis said before giving Kiku a smile. They both walked together towards the cafeteria. A few of Francis friends said their hellos, they entered the cafeteria Francis quickly noticed the droplets of rain against the window. It had started to rain. Francis let out a sigh, he still had to get used to all the rain somehow. Kiku noticed it the rain too, it didn't seem to bother him. Kiku waved at Francis wanting to walk towards the usual table of his, Francis stopped him for a second a smile crossed his face.

"The table you sit on, is it the table of Arthur and friends?" Francis asked, not really thinking much of it. Kiku stared for a moment glancing towards the table seeing his albino friend, Gilbert already eating his lunch. Francis smile grew large. Laughing a little. "Then, my friend, you have to introduce me to Arthur's friends and I love to sit with him." He just loved teasing Arthur. Kiku stared for a moment before nodding his head, a light blush crossing his cheeks. Francis was different than the others, he had that weird charm in him that makes everything he says sound so smooth. No wonder Arthur has a crush on him. Kiku then lightly smiles turning around wandering to their table, Francis following. When arrived Gilbert looked from his plate grinning and waving at Kiku before noticing a new company.