The Cold President

[TrueBeautiflDarkness]

* o.o i'm very bad at picking pictures...but here we are xD (almost used a girl photo though crop out the skirt and boobs) x-x *
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Krisma sighed as he walked into the school gates. His slightly long rustled around his head as he looked around. He wasn't sure where he was going to go, just that he wanted to be some place else. He hadn't wanted to come to school here, having wanted to go to a lesser school, but his parents seemed to not care about what he wanted. Forcing him to go anyways. He would find some place to hide out, the type to skip classes and do what he shouldn't be doing. Despite the fact that he was most likely the smallest guy around, he was for sure the strongest. Having some strange strength that had always overpowered anyone who seemed to get on his case. maybe thats how he was able to get through Jr. High. Having bullied the other students instead of being bullied himself. Though all of his friends went to a different school. It just wasn't fair! Kicking some dirt, Krisma continued to pout.

[Amethystaura]

Victor Grass loved the Inter-School Talent Festival. It gave him ample opportunity to shine as the school President. He cherished being able to promote the budding raw talent among his juniors and polishing it into a competitive advantage. He cherished being able to glorify his school and granting it the status of one of the most prestigious schools, if not the most. He cherished guiding his juniors through inter-school festivals under his leadership.

He cherished the adoring attention heaped upon him, not only by his juniors, but also from attractive young boys from other schools.

Victor smirked as he leaned against the wall, gazing up at the life sized Inter-School Festival Banner, due to begin the following day.

His expensive cell phone beeped softly. It was from Wallace, the President of the biggest rival school which would also be participating in the festival.

He raised an eyebrow as he read the message: "Come over tonight Vicky, and I'll show you what it means to win a competition..."

"No surprise there," chuckled Victor to himself, "first I'm his arch rival, and next I'm 'Vicky'. Though I wonder how seducing me would help him win."

Just as he was about to send Wallace a typically saucy reply, the phone flew out of his hand onto the dirt.

"What the hell?" Victor demanded as he stared in blunt annoyance at the careless young man who had brushed so suddenly against in an attempt to reach the school corridors. The boy stopped and turned back to meet Victor's eyes with his own piercing gaze, through his carelessly ruffled hair.

"Sorry 'bout that," he said in an undeniably tense voice. "Was in a hurry. Getting late."

"I can see that you're late. And what makes you think you can enter school afterthe first bell?" Victor said with a menacing tinge. "You have some nerve. Do you know who I am?"

A strange lop sided smile found its way onto the boy's features, as he shrugged and lowered his gaze to the phone still lying in the dirt.

"Everyone - including that Wallace - knows who you are."

He took a tentative step forward. "The difference between him and me? I don't care."

With that, Krisma rounded on his heels and made his way to the school corridors, just as the second bell rung.

[TrueBeautiflDarkness]

(I'm sorry but can you please not control my character? It makes it hard for me to reply right, because I feel like I'm repeating.)

Having just turned on his heels and stalked off. Krisma scratched the side of his head as he glanced around, he was so lost...First of, how did one find out where their class was...and how to avoid passing it as to skip for the day? Surely they'd forgive him it being his first day and all. He'd just brush it off as being lost and unable to find help, the one person he'd found was mean and chased him off so he hid. Perfect excuse for the first day..after that, he'd just have to figure something out. "hmn...maybe if I go this way?" he wondered as he began to turn on a corner, not caring what the male he'd ran into had done in response.

[Amethystaura]

(Sorry. It's my first time RPing, and I was unsure of how to proceed. Especially when there's conversation involved.)

Victor was momentarily stunned, for he was never accustomed to being snubbed. He was used to having his juniors either fawning over him or trembling under his glare. He did indeed have enemies who were insanely jealous of his charisma. But being ignored? That was new.

"Excuse me, Victor," came a tentative voice from behind him. It was Boris, the participant coordinator for the festival.

Victor immediately straightened out the invisible wrinkles in his jacket sleeves and turned around with a charming smirk.

"It's Vicky, Boris," he said, sweeping his eyes up and down Boris's frame. "What is it?"

Boris visibly blushed before quickly lowering his gaze to the notebook he held. "Erm, Vicky, I'm afraid we have a problem with one of the events..."

"A problem, you say?" said Victor smoothly as he stepped up next to Boris and scanned the pages in the notebook. "Just before the festival? Elaborate."

"One of the participants for a sporting event succumbed to an injury and had to withdraw at the last minute," continued Boris, trying to ignore how handsome the President looked with a frown of concentration on his face. "We need an immediate replacement."

"Hmm, the festival begins tomorrow, but when is this particular sporting event?"

"In three days, sir - I mean, Vicky."

"What kind of replacement?"

"We need a young boy, with a slight and slender physique, but with great agility and wiry strength. Do I have your permission to start searching?"

"Step on it right away. Do whatever it takes to find a replacement."

Having said that, Victor looked Boris straight in the eyes and said, "And if he doesn't have the school spirit in him, send him to me."

(You get to choose the sporting event, and control as you like hereon.)

[TrueBeautiflDarkness]

(sweet cakes this will be fun xD)

Krisma had finally found a place to hide out, settling for the back garden where no window's seemed to be placed facing him. Setting down against a tree, he placed his arms behind his head and side, closing his eyes as he relaxed. "really..this is just to great" he sighed.

Boris Gave Victor a nod, "I'll be right on that. Pardon the intrusion" he said before heading off, his head lowered as he made his escape, if it wasn't for the fact that Victor was so cold and a bit of a play boy. Boris might have made a move on the guy..but that wouldn't go to well. Shifting his gaze forward, he headed straight. "Now lets see....Someone to take over..." he said softly to himself as he tried to figure out whom could do it.

Krisma sighed as he heard someone walking over, sitting up a bit and staring at the side of the building as a slightly larger male came about, he wasn't as big as the one guy from before, but he wasn't all that scrawny either. "What is it?" he asked rubbing the back of his head with a frown. 'Just when I thought I could finally get some good napping done' He muttered to himself as he waited.

Boris glanced down at the boy who spoke, his eyes lighting up as he saw his small frame and cute build. "I need you to do something for me..." he said with a grin. Krisma just stared at him for a long moment before standing up. "Yea right, I'm not gonna do anything for someone like you. Piss off." he said dusting himself off. He'd find some place else to rest. "Oh but it has to be you...come on come on" he said rushing over to Krisma and grabbing onto his shoulder, Krisma had taken many classes in fighting skills. He might seems small and weak, but he was stronger then half the guys 3 times his size. With ease, he tossed the guy over his shoulder, twisting his hand. "I said piss off, I never said you could touch me" he said in a hard tone before letting the guy go. "Now leave me alone." He muttered.

Boris was a bit stunned when he found himself on the other side of the boy, sitting on his ass. "ah...Sorry" he said as his hand was let go, he shook it off, fighting the sting as he stood back up, watching Krisma heading away. "But I really do need you...I guess I haven't a choice" he said walking up behind krisma and grabbing onto his shirt, where of which he began to tug him. Normally Krisma might have kicked his ass, but no one had gotten up and done that before. He was caught off guard and didn't want his shirt to be ripped, so he stumbled backwards along with the guy, "let go of me!" he shouted as he tried to get the others hand off his shirt.

Boris was able to drag him all the way back to Victor, Holding a grin on his face. "I found him. He's perfect for the replacement Jujutsu fighter." he said, "though refuses to do it i'm afraid...I'm sure you can talk him into it?" he wondered as he tugged Krisma a bit more onto his own ass, right in front of Victor, "whats the big deal?" Krisma muttered as he sat on his ass, looking up at the two.

[Amethystaura]

"Well done Boris," said Victor quietly, "you may now leave."

"But Victor-"

"Leave Boris," Victor reiterated, kneeling down on one knee, "leave the boy to me."

Not daring to disobey the President's commanding tone, Boris scuttled away, pleased with himself for finding such a perfect replacement.

Victor scrutinised the beautiful defiant young boy sprawled on the dirt before him.

"What's the big deal, you ask? The big deal is the Interschool Festival. And as Boris has already told you, you're expected to participate in it."

He cocked his head to one side, and continued talking.

"Well well, we meet again. You said that you knew who I was. Why not try telling me your name?"

[TrueBeautiflDarkness]

Krisma glared up at the other male, this was going to prove to be a real problem. "I'm not going to be in no stupid Festival." he said in a small tone. He could care less what it was these guys wanted, rather this guy. Being as this Boris guy was told to leave.

"I might know who you are, but I'd rather you not know me, I don't like telling people my name. Besides I need to get to class." he said standing back up and dusting his pants off. "Now if you'd excuse me, I'll take my leave." he said shaking the dirt off.

He turned around to look behind him for a long moment, wondering if he should really head to class or if he should try and find a new hiding spot, his last one a bit..useless now. "By any chance, do you know where the office is?" he asked the guy. He might not like him, but he could very well ask at least one question couldn't he? He needed to know where he was to report of learning...to avoid it.

[Amethystaura]

Victor's arrogance came to the fore. "I'm the President. Why wouldn't I know where the office is?"

Victor waited for a response. There was something about this boy which disturbed him, and he couldn't quite put his finger on it. It was common for a young boy to be defiant and stubborn, and yet he was distinctly unusual and different from the rest of the stubborn brats whom Victor usually came into contact with.

Victor shook his slowly. This boy was most definitely different from the other nuisances he usually dealt with. If he made arrogant demands, the boy would drift further away. He would have to try a different shrewd and clever approach in order to get something out of him.

"Very well. I sense that you're searching for something. I don't know what it is, but I intend to find out." Victor paused and then continued slowly. "If you cooperate, you'll get going. Let's begin this game of mutual cooperation, shall we? You tell me your name and class, and I'll tell you where the office is."

[TrueBeautiflDarkness]

Krisma stared at the other for a long moment. Sure it was normal for t he president to know where the office was, but still...he felt stupid for asking.

Then again he always thought that the other was just a facet of the school, like someone with such an annoying personality would make president of the student council it was someone more nice wasn't it? "sure you are....Where's the office at either way??" he asked crossing his arms over his chest. For some reason, he just couldn't seem to like this guy...he made him feel weird.

His heart would pound a bit faster, his nerves would go up and he'd become a bit embarrassed. Sure he didn't expose this on the outside, but still...he was acting like a lover boy on the inside. Maybe that's why he was so strongly refusing this guy's existence? Not to add the awkward arousal that came.

At the others comment of being on a search, Krisma rolled his eyes. "Of course, Looking for the office and all isn't searching." he said in a mocking tone. "I could very well tell you my name, but as for my class. I don't know. That's why I need the office...." he said shaking his head. "I just started like, today...They told me to get to the office and from there what happens happens." he said shrugging.

[Amethystaura]

Victor stood still, and smiled slowly as he continued to watch the boy. This kid was more than just different. He was different in a way that Victor found interesting. And he was determined to find out more.

"You misunderstand me. When I said that you were searching for something, I wasn't talking about the office. I was talking about something a bit larger, a bit deeper. You're searching for something and I can help you find it."

Before the boy could respond to that enigmatic statement, Victor continued talking.

"Come along with me," he said smoothly, gently clasping the boy's thin elbow, "and I'll escort you to the office." There was a pause. "And in that way, I'll find out both your name and your class."

Victor made a secret decision to enrol the boy in the Jujutsu event as soon as he found out he necessary details. Of course, a little coaxing was in order.