3.14.1999 by Nat

“Photos! Photos! Photos for sale! Get exclusive shots of your most
babelicious schoolmates! Pictures of them carrying out daily routine as well
as those taken under the most unusual circumstances! Shot by the professional
cameraman Jiro and developed with the highest quality paper!
Full-body shots, mug-shots, profile-shots – you name it we’ve got it!” An
enterprising Shinya had set up his stall in the canteen during lunchtime,
selling pictures of ‘idoru’ schoolmates. Crowds were already gathering
around, expertly scrutinizing the photos and buying their favourites.

“This makes me soooooooo mad!!!!! Why have I been dethroned by that
low-class Ino from the top of the list of “Most Kawaii St Luna students”
?!?!?  His pics are selling better than mine – this has never
happened before!! I _should_ be the most popular one!!! Why him?!?!?
@______@ How can he possibly match my angelic charm?!?” Hyde demanded
indignantly.

“And that f*##ing J!!! How come he is now the “Most Macho Guy” in St
Luna?!?!? _Just_ because he razed the Student Council’s garden to the
ground?!?  What the f#$%! Can’t they
tell that the _real_ macho guy is _me_?” Sakura said, puffing up his chest.

“Why~~~~~~ poor us~~~~~ get ‘played’ by these newbies and still have to
suffer such humiliation?~~~” Hyde and Sakura cried in unison and hugged each
other.

“How do we go about exacting our revenge then?” Ken suddenly spoke.

Two pairs of big eyes stared at him and suddenly in an 180 degrees change,
Hyde and Sakura laughed and said with the same breath: “HAHAHAHAHAHA!! At
least we’re MUCH better looking/built than him! He has NO HOPE whatsoever of
being even in Top 100!! HAHAHAHA~~~~ I feel so much better now ^_^ Let’s go
bully some students.” With their happy mood restored, they walked
hand-in-hand towards their next unsuspecting victim.

Ken: “T_____________________T”

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While most students of St Luna were busy eating away (some others were
having fun, while others were suffering from terribly bruised egos), 2 were
holed up in their 5-star hotel room (i.e. Student Council’s dorm), playing
games of their own.

“This system of theirs is child’s play man. Even an amateur hacker could
crack through it.” Jun said, typing away furiously on his Mac and looking
disdainfully at the data on the screen.
“Wouldn’t you want to be doing more _interesting_ things with those slender
and skilful fingers of yours? Hmmm……..” Kirito who was leaning over Jun’s
shoulder, purred, nuzzling his neck with soft, tender lips.
“Kirito~~~~ not now~~~” Jun protested, the pace of his typing slowed down by
this welcome distraction.
“Why not? You can always do this later.”
“But Sugi needs this before lunch break ends.” Jun turned his head slightly
so that Kirito could kiss him better, yet his fingers did not stop typing
away despite not looking at the computer but at his lover.
“Don’t be such a workaholic.” Kirito countered, unzipping Jun’s fly and
sliding his hand into his pants.
“Ah~~~~ Umm~~~~~~~~~~~” The sound of depressed keyboards 
ceased and was replaced with ecstatic moans of pleasure.

“Hey you 2, the bell has rang already, stop your hanky-panky business and
get back to class. And Jun, have you found what I asked you to?” Sugi who
had been observing the whole scene while leaning against the door ledge
drawled.

“Yea, Sugi-sama. Please take a look.” Jun said respectfully with an
embarrassed and very kawaii smile (he’s top 10 you know ^_~), and pushed
Kirito away to concentrate on his task. Kirito stuck out his tongue at Sugi
and sulked at him for spoiling his fun.

“I see….” Sugi said, looking at the computer printout. “So the 2 newcomers
are actually blood brothers and care for each other so much that each is
willing to sacrifice himself for the other….Thanks for the help, Jun. This
makes things a _lot_ more interesting….” Sugi left the room with an
enigmatic Lucifer grin on his face, which left Jun and Kirito feeling sorry
for the poor fools who dared to cross the President’s path…

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“Gackt, please play the tune for the whole class to hear and _learn_.”
Mana-sensei requested, while glaring at J. The whole class applauded loudly
for Gackt, who was well-known throughout the country for being a child
prodigy in all sorts of classical instruments (as well as having flings with
his many willing music teachers ^_~)

While his classmates and music teacher were enraptured by the melodious
strands of Gackt’s piano-playing, J turned disinterestedly away from them
and stared out at the window. The whole music lesson has been a disaster for
him. He _couldn’t_ help it that he played too loudly on the piano (“Your
banging on the piano, for god’s sake!! You’re gonna spoil the piano at this
rate!” Mana-sensei shouted), he was already using his minimum strength what.
“Play with passion! Passion! So that the music can sweep people off their
feet, move them to tears! Passion, passion! Hey, don’t doze off!”
Mana-sensei had said, while thwacking J’s hands with his cane. But he was
feeling sleepy after lunch and really couldn’t master up much passion for
the piano (but a lot for nodding off). Besides, he was more at home jamming
with his mates back at the orphanage than with these uppity rich-kids…

A knock on the door interrupted J’s reverie, and a gorgeous blonde who
oozed of seductively dangerous charm in the black-tie-black-uniform bearing
the in-sigma of the highest order of the Student Council entered the room.
All heads turned irresistibly towards his direction, as the lean figure
walked, slinky as a feline, towards Mana.

“The dean would like to see J immediately in the conference room.” Sugi
announced.
Everybody turned to look enviously at J with widen eyes and gaping mouths.
They all knew what _it_ meant when anyone was called personally by the
President of the SC to ‘meet the dean in the conference room’. They only
wished they were in J’s position.

Only J was clueless. “Oh shit, oh shit, I’m done for. I really shouldn’t
have lost my temper like that and now, I’m going to get Ino in trouble too
T__T”. Helplessly J stood up from his chair and followed Sugi out of the
room, prepared to take whatever punishment there was in store for him
_alone_ and not implicate Ino as far as possible. As the door closed behind
them, one could hear exciting chattering coming from the music room. “So how
long do you think he’ll last?” “15 minutes?” “Nah, with his finesse,
probably 30?….”

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J sensed something was wrong when Sugi lead him to deserted East Wing. “We
passed by the offices a long time ago. Where exactly is this conference
room?” he asked.

“Don’t worry, we’re reaching it soon.” Sugi replied. “Here we are.” The
hand-written cardboard sign hanging on the door to the room in the East Wing
that said “Conference room” did nothing to appease J’s suspicions.

The room was quite obviously _not_ a conference room. It was a large room
with all sorts of S-M tools lay scattered on the floor, as well as
custom-made S-M racks positioned around the room, which would make even the
seasoned-pro blush.  J who was staring with morbid fascination at the sheer
array of sex equipment, did not hear the click of the locked door from
outside early enough to stop him from being caged within this S-M Workshop
alone with Sugi.

“Hey, is this some kind of sick joke?!? It’s not funny at all!!” J exploded
and walked menacingly towards Sugi, who did not back off an inch. Instead,
he gave him a Lucifer smile, which sent shivers down J’s spine while
arousing strange and forbidden emotions in him.

“I’m the unofficial ‘dean’ around this joint and this is my exclusive
‘conference room’. And I’ve been _dying_ to have a one-to-one ‘conference’
with you.”

“I have no obligation to ‘confer’ with you or anybody else. Do not test my
patience, lest I lose my temper. Let me go immediately.” J said, glaring
fiercely at Sugi, their faces barely centimetres apart.

Sugi fingered J’s blue hair, brushing his fingers lightly against J’s scalp,
and sent bolts of sexual electricity jolting down J’s spine. “Ah, but have
you forgotten your reckless deed? In your rage, you razed the SC’s garden to
the ground; now how shall we make of that?”

“Even so, it is not up to you to punish me.” J said, struggling to maintain
his composure, though Sugi’s skilful fingers were doing a remarkably job
breaking down his defenses.

“J baby, of _course_ I am in the position to punish you - unless of course
you want me to seek a scapegoat for your misdeeds? Like the very lovely
Ino…” Sugi smiled.

“Don’t you _dare_ touch Ino!!! I’ll kill you!!” At the mention of Ino, J was
immediately brought back to his senses, and raised his hand to strike Sugi.

“I won’t do that if I were you.” Sugi caught J’s wrist. “You know the power
the Student Council exerts. My one word is enough to condemn Ino for the
rest of his stay in St Luna – and I can assure you, it will be living
H-e-l-l.”

At the mention of Ino, J knew that he had lost. He obediently allowed Sugi
to lead him to bed and chain his hands to the bedpost. Sugi proceeded to
take off his clothes piece by piece, as if to provide J appetizer to the
afternoon ahead of them. Then he leaned over J on the bed with the finesse
of a leopard, and proceeded to unbutton his shirt button by button, and
started to dot kisses all over J’s chest, making J’s heady with pleasure.
Then, Sugi took his nipple to his mouth and unbuttoned his fly and began
doing wonderful things to his member with his hand. J was unable to hold
back his moans of ecstasy and arched up for more, slightly frustrated by
being restrained by the chains, though deriving a perverse pleasure from it.
When Sugi’s tongue moved towards the bottom half of his body and worked its
magic, he struggled against the chains so badly that the bed threatened to
collapse. Finally he entered J and J thought he had died and gone to heaven.

The 2 of them lay there in silence, heaving in exhilaration. Sugi began
stroking J sensually on his neck and asked: “Will you be my slave?”

J was stunned. Yes, he admitted to himself, I _did_ enjoy this session
_very_ much  - ‘very’ is an understatement - even though it was supposed to
be my punishment But to become one of Sugi’s mindless sex toys?

“No way!! What do you take me for? I’m only doing this to prevent you from
hurting Ino! Don’t push your luck too far!!” J flamed, and the chains
rattled against his explosion.

“But you did enjoy it didn’t you?” J blushed uncontrollably “Yes, you did.
No one can resist my tactics.” With those words, Sugi got off J and J could
not help but feel crest-fallen as he unlocked his chains and handed him his
clothes. Putting on his pants and slippers, Sugi walked out of the room
leaving J with 3 words.

“Think about it.”

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