A/N: Osoro Shidesu x Geiju Tsuka

Plot: Someone whose loud meets someone whose quiet. The Love of Polar Opposite.

Osoro: OI! WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!

The freshman squealed at the sight of Osoro shouting at them with a face full in rage. The three boys that Osoro were yelling at look so close to pissing their pants.

Osoro: YOU LOOKING FOR A FIGHT?!

Boy 1: N-No! Of course not Osoro-san!

Boy 2: Sorry to disturb you!

Boy 3: We won't do it again!

Osoro: THEN GET LOST OR THERE'S GOING TO BE MURDER!!!

The three boys cried before running as fast as their legs could carry them.

As soon as they were out of sight, Osoro sighed in irritation.

He left the furnace area before going over to the school's garden...He expect to see the gardening club in their spots but they weren't there. He guessed they were in the school watering plants.

Osoro: Finally. Alone...I can rest right here until they come back.

Osoro hated to be disturbed when he wants to rest. He found a spot near the gardening table underneath it's umbrealla.

It felt soothing.

Relaxing.

Peaceful.

Just what he needed...

He could hide here from Umeji and the others...

Osoro: (Seriously... They're like little ducks obediently following their mother...)

Before he knew it...he passed out on the gardening table.

Meanwhile...Geiju Tsuka had left his art club, even though he didn't want too but was forced out by club mates because they say he needs fresh air.

Geiju: (Sigh... Typical...Now I have to deal with the loud noises that is tue outside world...)

Ain't nobody got time for that!!!

Geiju decided to go to the gardening club. It was much quiet there especially when the members are in school.

Geiju walked into the garden stumbling upon Osoro.

Geiju: (What's he doing here...He asleep...Wait...)

Geiju got a good look at Osoro.

The face.

That gaze.

The scenery.

Geiju: Hmm...(I found my calling...)

Geiju grabbed a seat and starting painting his picture.

Some time later Osoro woked up and glared at the quiet boy.

Osoro: Oi! What are you doing here?!

Geiju didn't answer

Osoro: Oi! Hey!

Geiju still ignored him. He was in the zone.

The Art Zone.

Geiju: Art needs patience in order to be created step by step.

Osoro: Hah? (What the bullshit he's sprouting!) Hey you, Megane(glasses)! I'm talking to you!

Geiju finally looked up at Osoro before looking back down at his painting quietly working.

This ticked Osoro off.

Osoro: OI! WHEN SOMEONE IS TALKING TO YOU! YOU LISTEN TO-?!

Before he could finish, Geiju hold up the picture in front of his face.

Osoro: What the-?!

It was a picture...of him...sleeping in the garden...

Osoro: Is this...me?

Geiju: This painting respresents the beauty of nature and it's peaceful fortune. Why can't things like this stay this way...Mother nature is a cruel mistress... That's why I painted it...

Osoro: But...Why did you paint me in it...?

Geiju: You are the center of it...Even loud things such as yourself could even be quiet.

Osoro: HAH!?! WHAT THAT'S SUPPOSED TO MEAN?! ARE YOU MOCKING ME?!!

Geiju: Thanking for letting me paint you. Maybe I could do this again. I felt...happy to paint such a wonderful creature....

Osoro: *Blushes* W-Whatever...(Fucking Creep)

Even though the artist insulted him a little, why did he felt happy to be acknowledged to in his painting.

OMAKE:

Geiju: Osoro-kun...I need you...

Osoro: What is it?

Geiju: I need you...to pose nude so I can paint your beauty...in the name of art.

Osoro:......

Osoro cracks his knuckles with a vein popped on his head.

Osoro: Oi now...Do you wish to DIE?

Geiju: Eh?