Thread: Best Friends are the Best Lover (Yuri*Sakura)

Yuri's eyes had drifted to the window as she stared out through to gaze upon the vast field. There were some students already out there playing some sports or running drill exercises. Yuri began to envision herself anywhere but in that classroom. Her ears had just barely picked up upon the words Yuki had given to the girl behind Yuri and she held in her growl. Why the hell was he choosing to sit right behind her? Of the bloody places the arrogant prick had to pick, he had to choose that seat! Yuri could feel it bottling up and all she wanted to do was scream her lungs out. Golden hues narrowed as words reached her ears, words that were meant and directed towards her. Yuri simply took in a deep breath before she exhaled, calming her nerves, yet that did not stop her tail from twitching agitatedly. There was something sinister about Yuki's appeal and it caused Yuri's fur to stand on end. Perhaps she could speak with the Principal and have her classes change. After all, that was a clear and open possibility and she was told that if she wished it, it would be done. The class had began to become rather roudy and it was clear Mr. Hughes was not going to have any of it. With a swift movement and motion, he slammed his fists upon the top of his desk, the sound echoing through out the classroom as a few cups were knocked over and pens went scattering to the floor. Majority of the student body in the classroom had jumped at the sudden burst, while the rest merely fixated their gaze forward to their teacher. Mr. Hughes had a stern glare in his eyes as he looked over each student in his classroom, making direct eye contact. Now then. If my students are finished acting liking fools and showing their immaturity, I would like to continue with educating my students and turning them into bright adults. If any of you still wish to gossip and acting like a giddy child, there's the door! his tone was harsh and rash as Mr. Hughes pointed to the door. He glanced around the room and waited for a soul to speak but the classroom was silent. Good! Now we will begin. As Mr. Hughes began with his lecture, Yuri found herself slowly fading from listening to finding herself staring out the window. There was something that began to work its way under her skin. Something began to tear and tug at her from deep within. It had been building and working its way since first thing in the morning before the bell had rang. But what was it? Yuri was unsure of what feeling was turning in her gut, but it was almost as though it was an emotion of sadness and loneliness. Why on earth was she feeling that? What had brought it on? It was as though something she had forgotten long ago had began to unearth itself and began to expose itself to her. Yuri groaned lightly as she placed her fingers on either side of her temple and began to apply pressure and rub the throbbing areas. Today was not a great day in the least. At least, it had not seemed to be looking that way. After about ten minutes into his lecture, Mr. Hughes announced the class that he was going to be playing a documentary film while he stepped out for a meeting. He was stern with his orders to be followed and their to be no fooling around. After the film was playing and Mr. Hughes was gone for about five minutes, the student body began to lowly talk amongst themselves. The girls were giggling about Yuki and making an assortment of remarks about him. It was clear that the boys in the class were not to thrilled, particularly some of the boyfriends. Yuri was caught in her own daydream as she stared out the window, not paying any mind to what was being said around her. The one girl, who's seat Yuki had taken, approached Yuki, smiling and giggling. Hello Yuki Yousei. How are you enjoying yourself at this school so far? Also, do you have a girlfriend? the girl was blushing as she asked the question. Some of the girls were nearby, silent and patiently waiting for Yuki's answer. If Yuki did have a girlfriend, they were all ready to prove themselves better than her and if he didn't, then they were all going to jump at the chance to prove themselves worthy of being his date. Despite Yuri's daydreaming, she heard what the girl had asked. Her ears flattened against her head. Why couldn't Yuki have sat somewhere else, somewhere where she wouldn't have to listen nor deal with this. Then again, no matter where she sat, she was going to have to listen to this crap. The morons didn't even know Yuki and they were ready to jump at the chance to be with him. They were probably even ready to jump at the chance to get into his bed. Yuri's tail continue to twitch with annoyance and aggravation. Her tongue clicked against the roof of her mouth as she attempted to remain and keep herself calm and steady. Yet it was too late for that. For whatever reason it was, Yuri was already on edge and everything was starting to push her over the edge. Her golden hues flashed as they narrowed at the girl who was so 'bold' to ask Yuki about his private life. What the bloody hell is your problem?! You don't even know him from Adam and yet you're ready to jump into his bed? Are you really that easy?! He could be the most fucked up, asshole you have ever met and yet here you are ready to crawl into his bed, practically begging him to fuck you. Do you have know self esteem?! Good lord, seriously! Hell, for all you know he could be a chick! Yuri hissed as she slammed her forehead into the palm of her head, attempting to settle and calm herself. In regards to Yuri's last remark upon Yuki being a female, Yuri did not know this to be true. Yuri was simply trying to put things in perspective that anything was possible and the girl did not know anything about Yuki's life. The girl simply stared at Yuri, caught off guard by Yuri's sudden burst. It took a moment for her to gather her thoughts and respond to Yuri's harsh words. What the fuck is your problem? I wasn't even talking to you. I was talking to Yuki. You don't know him either so how dare you say such things about him. Even if Yuki is a girl, not saying that he is mind you, but if he is, he's the best looking girl I have ever seen! So I don't care! Why don't you just butt-out? I'm sorry about that Yuki. That was uncalled for. the girl smiled at Yuki as she leaned forward against his desk, attempting to expose her body some and give herself a sex appeal. Yuri was simply astounded by the girl's remark and rolled her eyes. What a bloody moron. Nothing but a damn bloody bimbo with no respect for herself. As the girl leaned herself against Yuki's desk. Yuri lost it. There was no way she was going to be able to put up with this. Yuri stood up rather suddenly and glared not at the girl, but at Yuki. You had to sit behind me, didn't you? If this is what it is going to be like, I don't care if I get in trouble or not. There is no way I am going to help you around the campus. You can get one of these bloody bimbo's to do it. with that, Yuri grabbed her bag and quickly left the classroom to no where in the school particular. She just wanted out of that classroom and away from that . The girl 'pfft' as Yuri left and frowned as she looked back at Yuki before suddenly smiling. I can escort you around the campus. Don't worry about her. She's probably just jealous. the girl cooed as she attempted to get Yuki's focus upon herself.