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Title : Exchange.
Pairing : ^^;….do I really need to say.
Rating : OT for language, may rise later…
Warnings : uhhh language.
Summary: A particular black haired student ends up getting more than he bargained for on a French exchange.
disclaimer: I'm not a CLAMP member ....what a shock >.<
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He sighed and shifted his feet slightly and watched his retarded classmates chat about all the stupid things they were going to do over the next week.
He turned and glared at them. He loved them more than he’d ever admit, yet at the given moment he could easily strangle both of them.
His parents turned to him and smiled in unison.
The kind of smile that said. ‘we know you don’t want to do this Kurogane-kun, however you’ll thank us later.’ and probably also said, ‘Heheh, bet you now wish you’d read your partners profile,”
He had thought that after moving from Japan (and thus destroying his future prospects of getting into the top school in the country on a full sports scholarship) in favour of the rainy, cold and aggravating country known as England they wouldn’t fuck his life up any more.
He was wrong.
And now he was stuck waiting.
It wasn’t the fact he was waiting
It wasn’t the fact he was waiting in the cold and the rain
It wasn’t even the fact his parents had pretty much forced him into this.
No. it was the fact he was waiting for some French git that he’d have to endure for the next week,
But that wasn’t the most annoying thing.
The most annoying thing was the person he was waiting for.
He hadn’t even bothered to look at the persons profile or send them emails like his classmates, so he had know idea what his partner looked like, but honestly he didn’t care.
It was the person, and her name.
Fayé - a girl. It wasn’t that he didn’t like girls, he just wasn’t that attracted to them and secondly girls supposedly didn’t like video games, cars or sport. They liked shopping, makeup and cute animals, three things he detested.
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The train halted and the foreign students spilt out onto the platform as soon as the doors opened, and then one by one, with their luggage in tow walked over to meet their partners and their families.
Kurogane yawned and let his eyes droop, bored from the same colours, students with either brown, black or red hair dressed in greens, yellows, pinks and navy.
He was about to slip into a daydream when something caught his attention. One of the last students leaving the train.
Dressed in tight black jeans, a white shirt and a light blue jacket embroidered in places with an intricate swirling design. Soft strands of light blonde hair covering the eyes and framing a porcelain face, hanging just above the shoulders, truly beautiful.
A boy. ‘figures,’ he sighed
The blonde stepped off the train holding a navy blue suitcase sporting the same design as his jacket and lifted his head slightly revealing crystal blue eyes rivalling jewels in beauty.
He looked from left to right, surveying the platform in search of what Kurogane considered as, ‘The lucky bastard who had him as a partner.’
The blonde continued to look across the platform his face showing what looked to be confusion and maybe, possibly, fear,
That was, until his beautiful blue eyes met with red ones. Then his grimace was replaced with a gentle smile.
He proceeded to walk towards Kurogane.
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No!…Wait! Something wasn’t right .
His partner was a girl, Fayé.. Not a boy. Fate must be taunting him, getting his hopes up as to dash them when the blonde would walk up to the family behind his or something.
Unless.. Unless the blonde was a girl, thinking about it he couldn’t really tell. He could be a girl just dressed as a boy. Yes that must be it, he hoped.
“Hello,” you must be Mr and Mrs Youou, I’m Fai, its nice to finally meet you.” the blonde said with a slight French accent in a soft and gentle yet distinctly male tone.
“Fai?!!” Kurogane’s parents said in unison, “you’re a boy!!”
“that is correct,” the blonde giggled. “and you must be Kurogane.” blue eyes looked deep into the blue haired boys red ones.
“y.yy-yes.” he could of killed himself for stammering.
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They arrived at their house.
Kurogane was feeling even more lethargic than before.
The whole car journey his parents and Fai had been talking about them originating from Japan and honorifics and now the blonde was going to be referred to as Fai-kun or Fai-chan.
Kurogane decided his parents must of finally lost it.
Although he wasn’t aiming to find out that much about his partner he already knew quite a bit about his blonde companion.
1. Fai is sixteen the same age as him
2. Fai’s parents divorced when he was ten
3. Fai’s mother is French and his father is English meaning he is fluent in both languages
4. Fai likes sweet things, especially chocolate cake.
And this is where our story begins…
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