Third School Daze

Rolly sat through his classes with the other students as he usually did during school. The teacher was talking about some subject but Rolly wasn't paying much attention and instead his rolling eyes fell upon the back of a certain person's head. It was not the teacher's head, as perhaps his eyes should have been locked onto as he was teaching valuable learning techniques at the time, but it was Sugizio's. Sugizio was sitting closer to the font of the class and seemed to be paying attention, even if he wasn't. He casually scratched his neck with his hand, and Rolly caught a glimpse of his skin under his cape.

Rolly yawned, then covered his mouth quickly and began to blush as he remembered why he hadn't gotten any sleep. After he'd climbed into his sparkling pajamas and trying to sleep in the fetal position he found his brain just wouldn't shut off. And he couldn't help himself from thinking about the amazing stunt Sugizio had pulled that day. If it hadn't been for him, he'd still smell like mocha latte because today just wasn't his bath day and his mother had strickt rules about that. He didn't even like coffee, much less the smell of it so it was good that Sugizio had showed when he had. He's so great, he couldn't help himself thinking over and over like a broken tape recorder that is doomed to record the same sound in the same moment in time for all eternity whether its batteries die or not, like most tape recorders these days. Maybe one day I'll be as strong as he is, he thought to himself. And maybe one day...we'll call each other...'friend'. He blushed in the dark, and smiled into his pillow as he hugged it tightly. He finally fell asleep to this thought and as he dreamed of nice things and such a small night bird fluttered into his room through his open japanese window. It perched over his traditional futon and looked down on him as though it were watching over Rolly's gentle soul, but also as though Rolly had done something shameful and needed to be looked down upon by a passing nocturnal bird. The bird seemed satisfied with its observations and took flight, but instead of being flown out the window with its wings, it flew directly into the glass of the window because after all birds cannot see in the dark.

As Rolly's thoughts drifted back to the class at hand his eyes returned to the back of Sugizio's head, which was in the same place as it had been before, on top of Sugizio's body. Rolly must have been staring loudly however, as Sugizio seemed to notice and turned around to look with agility. He was a fast turner and Rolly wasn't quite able to look away before Sugizio saw. His face grew hot and he pretended to stare out the window intently. Sugizio said nothing however because they were in the middle of class and that would have been somewhat rude to the teacher and he probably would have gotten in trouble as well and anyway maybe he didn't have anything to say since he tended to be a boy of less than few words, so instead he turned back to the front of the class and went back to being silent.

As Rolly was recovering from the embarrassment he had just witnessed, his face slowly returned to its normal japanese coloring and he straightened his tight uniform. As he did this some students behind him were observing this and scoffing. They found everything Rolly did to be annoying and couldn't stand looking at him. Everything he did seemed to reinforce their irritation with his gaiety. They were conspiring in the back of class today about how to humiliate him. Once they'd decided, they consigned to set their plan in motion and so they did. The boys had brought a jar with scary bugs inside it to class and now they released them onto Rolly's desk while he looked out the window.

"Ah!!" Rolly cried, standing up in shock and fear. The frightening insects scattered over Rolly's desk and threatened to jump onto his tight uniform. "Kyaaaa!" he screeched, moving away from his bugged desk.

At his disruption, the teacher turned from the chalkboard. "Rolly! Please do not disrupt my class. That is not like you at all. And what is more, please do not bring your pet insects to school with you!" he said to Rolly sternly. Rolly was just about it in tears now, and so were the boys only with laughter. "I am afraid I will have to give you detention for this. I simply will not allow my classroom to be thrown in disarray in such a manner. I will see you after school." At this Rolly grabbed his book bag and ran out of the classroom to go sob in the bathroom.

The boys who had ruined his day laughed even harder at that and the teacher went back to writing formulaes on the chalking board. The usually expressionless Sugizio furrowed his brows in thought. He nodded in his mind and stood up. He did not merely stand up as any polite Japanese person might, however, but he stood, pushing his chair out behind him violently. So violently that it smacked back and hit the desk behind it, which hit the boy and chair behind it, which hit the desk behind those, which hit the boy and chair behind that desk, and so it went and the force from Sugizio's calves knocked into every object and person in that row and the boys that had been less than favorable to Rolly fell over and landed on the desk behind them and so forth until it was just a pile of wreckage and debri behind the standing Sugizio. The teaching man looked away from the chalkboard for a moment after hearing all that commotion to see Sugizio standing at his desk.

"Ah, yes, Sugizio-san?" he questioned, looking passed his glasses.

"I need to use the restroom," Sugizio stated.

"Very well, you may go," the sensei said, nodding to the boy who was yet also a man. At that Sugizio left the room, not giving the wreckage a second, or first, look, venturing off toward the cafeteria.


Rolly sat in a stall in the boise bathroom, sniffling quietly into his hands. Nothing ever went right for poor Rolly. He hadn't had a good day until Sugizio arrived and even then they were mostly bad. I'm so stupid, he thought in his mind. How could I ever think things would get better just because Sugizio was around. Even if he wanted to he couldn't save me from all the ruthless bullies in this danged school. As he realized his fate was hopeless his tears renewed themselves and fell into his open palms where his face was resting. He cried and sniffled to himself, pitying his pathetic lifestyle when he heard the bathroom door open. He stifled his sobs and wiped his face dry as he listened to the mystery person walk down to the stalls. The person did walk as was expected of a person entering a bathroom from the door because one would need to walk to reach the stalls and people didn't generally run for them unless they were particularly rushed or felt a feeling of urgency. Rolly saw the person's shoes go by his stall toward the empty stalls. They were clean and shiny and simply stylish. They moved toward the empty stalls, but stopped and walked back to the occupied stall which Rolly was currently engaging and simply stood in front of it. Rolly became nervous wondering what the person was doing, and gasped when the person began to knock loudly on the stall portal.

"Uh...uhm, it's in use! O-occupied!" Rolly squeaked apprehensively. The knocking persisted however and he became more nervous. "I'm in here!" he cried.

"Get out! I want to use this one," a clear voice shot through the air from the other side of the wooden door like a shot through a wood panel that zoomed through the slivers and shreds of wood only to crash into a person's skull and rip apart its brain matter so that it was no longer a brain cavity but more of a mush chamber, and Rolly indeed heard this voice like a bang.

"B-but!" Rolly stuttered, shocked that someone would need to use this particular stall as it wasn't even the nicest. Smart people knew to use the handicapped stall because not only was it larger but they knew that some people strayed from that individual stall because of the statement it made. People did not want other people to think they were handicapped and so they would do whatever they could to use a normal stall. Who knows what people would think when they saw a seemingly able bodied human bean go into a stall for cripples. What's wrong with him? they might wonder, trying to locate the disability with their pruposed method of x-ray vision through the person's clothing matter. Intelligent people, however, enjoyed using the facilities because they were open-wide and usually had more toilet paper than the normal, often used stalls because they were less used.

"What? Would you rather I broke down the door?" the salacious voice asked.

Rolly was scared, but decided to just leave the bathroom and unlocked the stall. Before he could push it open it was pulled from the other side by the mysterious bathroom resident.

"Oh, it's you," said Sugizio, staring at Rolly with his arms crossed.

"Ah, Sugizio-san!" Rolly blushed. "I didn't realize..." he mumbled, staring at his feet. As Sugizio stood silently staring at him, Rolly shuffled past him and sat on the bench located opposite the sinks, sighing quietly.

Sugizio was silent for a few moments before he moved and reached into his side satchel and pulled something from it. "I don't suppose you like these?" he asked, handing the object to Rolly.

"Waow...A...A lard popsicle? This is my favorite! Did you get this for me?" Rolly asked, blushing happily and looking up at Sugizio.

"Don't be stupid. I chose strawberry but the machine gave me that instead," he said, looking at his nails and leaning against the bathroom stall.

"Oh, of course..." Rolly said, opening the package and licking, the popsicle. He enjoyed it's greasy animal contents while Sugizio took a casual seat next to him.

"You really know how to have a shit day. Detention, hmm?" Sugizio said, staring at the sinks across from him.

Rolly looked at him. His chin-lengthed hair hung around his face like a curtain of silk strands, framing his pale skin with light black hair. The mask he wore over his eyes seemed to be more a part of his face and it was of a simple black design. From outside the black obstruction, Rolly could see Sugizio's clear almond eyes. His nicely shaped eyes bore long shapely eyelashes and Rolly couldn't do anything but think about how beautiful they were. As he stared at them, they blinked every so often. His eyes moved down to Sugizio's lips which were smooth and full as well as slightly parted. He enjoyed looking at them, but he didn't know why. After a few minutes of admiring Sugizio's appearance, Rolly finally responded. "Yeah, it stinks. I've never had detention before... What am I going to do."

"Well, now's as good a time as any to start getting detention," Sugizio said, mysteriously. "Besides, that teacher's a pansy. He'll probably even let you out early."

"Yeah, you're probably right..." Rolly said, smiling a little.

"Of course I'm right," Sugizio said, standing to his feet. As soon as he was in an upright position the school bell rang as though Sugizio's feet commanded the school's bell and clock system and he had deigned it time for school to end. Either way, school was now released.

"I have somewhere I need to be. As do you," he said, looking down at Rolly. "I suppose I'll see you tomorrow." And with that he exitted the bathroom and turned to walk down the hall leaving Rolly alone with his popsicle.

Sugizio was, of course, right, and he needed to be getting to detention so he stood and pulled his tight uniform into a tidy position. He finished his precious snack from Sugizio and slipped the remaining stick into his book bag for sentimental safe keeping. After that he pushed the bathroom door open and also excited the bathroom. As he walked down the hall to the classroom of detention he once again found an uncontrollable smile grow over his face and dominate his expression without asking Rolly so that he was left with a large grin. Suddenly his day wasn't so bad after all.

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