YEEETTT PEOPLE. Its been too looonnggg sinceee I wrooottteee shiiiit. Sorry I've been busing falling into Voltron hell and reading good old Klance fanfics. ⊂(◉‿◉)つ

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_Victor and Yuri are in school so are smoller and youngerrr

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"Stop following me!"

"But your ass looks good from back here."

"I KNOW IT DOE-....what...."

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1 week ago~

"No I am not going to be giving tours this year. Last year was bad enough." Yuri shuddered at the horrible memory from last years tours he gave some students joining their school half way through the year.

"But Yuuuuri! I need you to. Please!! I can't." An almost teary eyed Pichit begged while shoving hamsters back up his sleeve.

"Ugh fine. But you have to promise me some K-"

"KATSUDON! YUP GOT IT! THANKS YURI."
Pitchit happily called as he skipped off leaving Yuri in the hallway.

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Back to now~
- Yuri's POV

I had done all the tours and I was exhausted. Walking around the school at least 10 times in one day had really made me feel like literally curling into a ball and sleeping right then and there in the hallway. But then again- what didn't make me feel that way.

The long day was over and I was heading home. My bag, which seemed to get heavier the longer  I walked, was lazily hung on my sore shoulders.

I had literally just made it past the school gates when a voice calling my name stopped me in my tracks.

"Excuse me! Yuri was it?"

At the sound of someone wanting something from me, my figure stooped even lower to the ground. Teeth and fists clenched, I spun around on my heels to face a relatively familiar face.

It was one of the guys I had given a tour earlier today. He didn't talk much- but seemed creepy cause he was just staring and smiling at me during the whole tour.

"Yeeees. That's me. Hi." Sarcastic enthusiasm was dripping off me.

"Hi! My names Victor. Just a quick question. You're a third year right?"

I nodded and immediately I noticed his heart shaped smile return.

"Great! Well I'll see you next week then. That's when I'm starting here. Bye!"

He walked away with a spring in his step.

'Did he wink? I swear he just winked. Eh what the hell. I'm tired.' 

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One week later~
- still Yuri's POV

Its basically world war three, the only refuge I have been able to take is my locker.

The new kid. That's all I can say.

His appearance at the school certainly started off with a bang- especially with the girls at least.

From the moment he stepped into the classroom- hearts replaced every girls eyes. Usually I wouldn't care cause it wouldn't be my problem. But this is me we are talking about. Luck is never on my side.

At this moment, a ferocious pack of angry females are tracking me down all because the new school heartthrob, Victor Nikiforov, kissed me.

Yup. That's right. (づ￣ ³￣)づ  ♥ ( ⊙︿⊙)
Like that.

It wasn't like a small peck thing on the cheek. Oh no. It was a full on one on my lips. He lifted my head up too which seriously shook me.

Why you ask? I HAVE NO IDEA.  I DON'T EVEN LIKE GUYS.

Listening carefully against the cold metal  locker door, I finally heard the vicious shrieks of the girls die down then eventually disappear.
I waited a few more seconds before slowly emerging from the coffin like locker.

I sighed in relief, wiped my forehead and pushed up my glasses.

"*yaaawwnn* glad that's over." I took my leave down the hallway and back to the classroom where hopefully the teacher waited- so I couldn't be harmed.

As I turned a corner, I unfortunately encountered the one person who had caused all this in the first place.

"Oh Yuri! Found you."

If you had been looking at me, I'm sure you could literally just see my face drop in annoyance.

"Hey look I'm sorry about randomly kiss-"

The grey haired male was cut off by the sound of pitchforks clanking down the hallway along with an angry mob.

"LOOK I FOUND HIM. OH MY GOD. HE'S WITH OUR VICTOR. GET AWAY FROM HIM YOU PIG!!"

A surprisingly unmanly shriek left my mouth as I instinctively grabbed Victor's hand and ran.

We ran for what seemed like ages, until finally we found somewhere safe. It was a deserted place round the back of the school where people only ever went if they wanted to do drugs or smoke or something.

"Woah. They looked pissed. Good thing we outran them." Victor said, still slightly out of breath.
I nodded, still unable to speak from the amount of exercise I had just put myself through.

I was about to push my glasses up again, when I noticed something was stopping my left hand from moving up. I hadn't noticed but my hand was still tightly intertwined within Victor's.

"Oh! Sorry." I let go and awkwardly inched away from him. "Welp. I'm gonna go now. Bye."

I started walking away. To where? I didn't know. Class was now out of the question because getting there would be a nightmare. I guess I could go home.

I had only walked about 10 paces when I heard footsteps behind me. I stopped, and so did the feet.

I carried on walking, and surprise surprise- the footsteps started again.

'What the hell?'

Scowling and pouting I spun around to face a smiling Victor. His face was shining in the outside sunlight and his blue eyes almost could be piercing through me they were so bright.

"Stop following me!"

"But your ass looks good from back here."

"I KNOW IT DOE-....what...."

At his comment my mouth gaped open, my eyes widened and my cheeks felt like they were engulfed in flames.

"...I'm not into guys okay." My voice came out small and quiet- but I knew Victor heard it because when I walked away, this time the sound of footsteps playfully following behind me ceased to exist.
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Everyday for the next two weeks- even despite my horrible comment- Victor still proceeded to follow me around. We talked a lot, but not once did either of us bring up previous events. Then again, I didn't think much about it.

That was until some weeks later.

"But I don't like guys! But Victor....he's different. Ugh!!! What am I saying. Just a few months ago I had a crush on a girl! But Victor!! But GRRRR DAMMIT. I don't understand..."

I was pacing around my room so much, any longer and I would've engraved a trail of my feet into the floor.

- The next day-

Still confused from last nights pacing for hours, I decided to give it a rest and enjoy the weekend ahead of me. I walked out of my final class of the week and was heading to my locker.

"You know, forgetting the fact you're a guy- your ass still is nice from behind."

"Victor listen." I closed my locker and turned to face him. A light pink dusted his cheeks.
"About the time you kissed me and all those girls came after me..." I paused to make sure he was listening. "Could we- ugh- try it again? Maybe....if you want."

For some reason, I was completely ready for rejection. But lucky, I was wrong.

He carefully took my hand and lead me round a corner out of the hallways and away from the sight of anyone.

"Don't like guys...whatever you say Yuri."
He playfully whispered into my ear as he lifted my chin up and softly planted his lips onto mine. Dragging his tongue across my slightly chapped lips, I opened my mouth.
His hands found their way around my waist and mine wrapped around his neck. Instinctively I closed my eyes and let feeling take over. I felt our noses touching each other as we continued kissing. His grey and surprisingly soft hair brushed my forehead making me laugh, breaking the kiss.

"Ng-hah. Stop it tickles-" I breathed out as I felt Victor's head rest upon my shoulder.

"I like you Yuri." Victor's voice was muffled by my shoulder, but I could still make out what he said.

Who could have known that reluctantly giving tours could have lead to this. Maybe they weren't so bad after all?

"Me to Victor..."

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Fun fun fuuuuuunnn.

Literally a month without uploading I come back with this shit which was written in a few hours. Damn.

I'm lacckkkiiingggg.

But for you peoples who wanted the next part to the baby sitter- yes it will be next. If I can get my lazy ass to so shit then it may be within the next week. Hopefully.

- but if you want to request something then pleaaasse doooooo. My brain has literally no original imagination.
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