Alex sat in class, his brow furrowed as it usually was lately.  He sat in his desk at the back of the class, arms crossed across his chest.  He was in a fowl mood, yet again the spotlight had been taken.  For once, he had wanted to shine.  Something that fowl wench wouldn't allow.

 Alex stood at about 5'10" and was well toned, he had spent much time trying to do something to put some kind of attention upon himself.  That was something he didn't recieve often, something he considered an attrition caused by the rival that, at least in his mind, seemed to stop him at every corner.

With a shuffle of his feet, he shifted in his seat, chaning his position, hiding his irritation now.  He wore an older pair of jeans, and a plain black shirt.  He would keep his compisition, his deep brown eyes keeping an eye on the girl who had caused him his problems.

Haru felt the gaze of her rival on her neck. She in wardly smirked to herself as she placed the report away, while fixing her hair into a loose pony tail. Her dark red eyes stared up at the board across the room from herself, and crossed her legs as her boots hit against the desk in front of her slightly. She was around 5'1 in height, and had dark gray hair that was almost a black shade. She span the pen in her hand around as soon as he bell rang. As soon as she stood up she grabbed her bookbag and began out of the room. Not realizing that one of her sketches had fallen out. 

He stood shortly after her, avoiding much interaction in frustration at her cocky attitude.  Yet out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something on the floor next to her seat.  With a quick kneel he lifted the sketch and opened the folder paper to take a look inside.  He grinned at what he saw, turning to leave the classroom.  He finally had his advantage in his hands.

Haru got to the art class in enough time to draw up the up coming project. She already knew what to draw, so she wanteto get it out of her head and onto paper.

Alex walked in only a moment or two after Haru, the grin wide across his face as he took a seat as far from the girl as he could.  He had teh paper in his hands, and opened it with another grin, looking it over with happiness.  Something made him confident, something had his full attention.

He waited pateitnly, the bell ringing as students entered the class.  He watched her from a distance before leaning forward, watching the teacher enter.  He was ready for things to move forward, ideas forming in his mind.

Haru glanced over her shoulder, seeing him grinning at her. She quickly turned away and went back to her drawing. Why was he looking at her like that? her mind began to wonder off slightly as she sketche up a picture.

Alex pulled his own sketchpad out, working on the projects that the class had been working on for quite some time.  The smile plastered across his face throughout the class, which seemed to drag on forever for the man.

After the class finished up, Haru was the last to get up. Fixing her bag, she noticed Alex smirking at her still. "Why are you staring at me?" she asked turning to him. 

He simply shook his head as he stood, moving to leave the class, "That would be none of your business..." he stated simply as he moved towards the door.  He had folded her sketch into his pocket at this point, and his walk seemed to be imbued with a new confidence.

Haru watched out for him, then began ou of the room herself. He never seemd to like her for some reason.. She followed him all the way out until they got outside. She turned to the right as soon as they got out of the gates.

He turned after her, following her with a close distance, waiting for the two to get quite far away from the school.  Ideas had come to him, thoughts, knowledge of her feelings towards her image at the school.  He knew what he could do with such a picture, and now he was goign to get his revenge.

Haru finally turned around, "Why are you following me?" she asked gripping her bag tightly. "You're acting weirder then usual, Alex." she said turning away from him, "Go on home alright?"

He gripped her arm as she turned, her stopping allowing him plenty of ease with catching up.  "I have something i need to show you..." he said laughing.  He knew he came off strange at this point, but he really didn't care.  He couldn't deny her beauty, but he could take advantage as he led her into a nearby alleyway.

Haru looked up at him, then realized they where in an alleyway. "What...are you wanting to show me?" she asked bringing her bag up to her chest.

 He sighed at the momtion, thinking she may misconstrude this as theivery.  "I'm not robbing you..." he said as he led her far from the main street.  With a suddens top, he reached into his pocket, and let loose her arm, unfolding the sketching rather slowly.  "I have thi sto show you..." he said as he unfolded the paper.

"That's...where did you get that?" Haru asked feeling her face turn a dark red color.

"YOu dropped it...I happened upon it after cflass..." he said keeping it close, trying to keep it out of her arms reach.  "Now, wouldn't it be a terrible thing for this to find its way throughout the school?" He stated very clearly, obviously satisfied with himself.

Haru stepped back, "...What are you planning?" she asked looking up at him in the eyes. "You're plotting somthing..what...are you..?"

"Well, you better make things seem very nice, very quickly, unless you want this to show up on every desk in the school." He added, a little firmer this time.  He had lived long enough with such a know-it-all.  He wanted revenge.

"What are you expecting me to do, Alex?" she asked looking away, before finally asking. "Why do you hate me so much?" she finally asked, before looking up at him again. "I've never done anything to you before.."

He sneered at her comment, "I want you to make this picture worth my while...do something that feels good...show me something." He said chuckling.  "We both appreciate art...and well, your body is very...artsy." He added laughing a little harder.

"W-What?" she asked gripping her bag even harder. "Show you...something? No, I-I won't." she said turning away from him. "I need to go." she said quickly, feeling uncomfy all of a sudden.

He grabbed her arm, "do you really want this picture to be seen by everyone?  To tarnish your reputation?" He asked seriously.  His hand had a tight grip, yet it wasn't rough enough to try and cause pain.

"Alex, why are you asking to see some part of my body?..." she asked bluntly and looked up at him, "Why are you acting like this? I haven't done a thing to you, yet you're always like this."

His brow furrowed heavily this time, "Act like this?  Quite a comment to make when you have no knowledge of who I even am.  Someone you simply continued to fight against." He added, sitll not letting go, "Now, if you don't mind...I can either show this to everyone, or you can 'convince' me not to."

Haru bit her lower lip slightly, before snatching the picture from his hand and pushing him away. She turned and took off running, not looking back as she ran. Why was he acting that way? Why did he want to see her body?! Things didn't click inside of her mind, but something told her to run for it.

He watched her run with a sigh, following behind slowly at first.  He knew she couldn't make any claims with that picture on her mind.  He would let the knowledge sink in slowly, he had ways of "Convincing" her, but he knew he couldn't do much harm.  In reality, he didn't want to hurt her, it wasn't in his nature.

The following day at school, Haru seemed to be alright. Not creeped out in the least bit, while sitting down in her math class she began to doodle up a small picture on her notebook. After a while she got bored with it and placed it away. At lunch, she sat alone near the gym door.

Alex slipped quietly behind Haru, taking a quick seat next to her, not having a lunch to eat on that day, "Don't run..." he stated quickly as he looked at her, his body rather close to hers.  He wondered about her reaction, checking the effect of waht he had done.

Haru looked to her side at Alex, "What do you want?" she asked tensing up slightly as he sat so close to her.

"We need to talk about yesterday..." He said slipipng his hand down towards her leg, not to touch it, but to feel for her bag.  "About what I saw..." He added as his eyes met her.  "Do you want everyone to know about your kinky secrets?" He asked with a slight grin.

"No, I don't..." Haru said turning her head away quickly, "I don't want anyone finding out."

"And what are you going to do to keep me from telling?" He asked as he felt his hand against the bag, "What keeps me from letting everyone in the school notice, and turning you into a huge joke?"

Haru turned to look at him, "I-I don't know..." she said slightly scared by the look in his eyes. She swallowed slightly, before looking at her food.

The bag was closed, he slipped his hand upward now, setting it for a moment on her leg, then moving it to the table.  "I think you can think of something..." he said still grinning, "I'm sure you can find a way to keep me quiet."

"I don't know!" Haru said shouting at him, before pulling away as soon as he touched her leg. "Look just...please don't tell anyone, I don't know what else to say."

"Come home with me tonight...." He said simply as he stared at her, "We will talk about it there..." he said simply.  "From there we'll see what the future holds." He said, glancing around the res tof the lunch room.

"Fine." Haru said looking back down at her food. "We'll talk about it then." she then began to eat her lunch.

"Good, enjoy your lunch..." he murmerred as he stood, "Meet me out near the flagpole once school lets out.  We will then head to my place."  His voice was clear as day at this point.  He had a few ideas he could use that night.  With a quick turn, he left, walking with confidence.

That afternoon Haru waited outside on him. Crossing her arms, she leaned against the wall near the flag pole.

Alex left school quickly, a backpack draped over his shoulders.  "Time for fun..." He whispered to himself as he reached the flagpole, doing a full turn to look for Haru.  As his eyes met her form, he raised arm and hand, wagging one finger in a fashion to call her over.

Haru raised an eye brow and then rolled her eyes, before going over to him. As they walked to his house, she looked away the entire time. As soon as they arrived at his house, she was led to his room. "Now...I don't know what you're planning...but I don't know what I can do to convince you."

 He stood at the shut doorway, staring towards the girl.  HIs parents were both away on business, he had the house to himself.  "I have a few ideas..." he said simply, "A few small things that someone as artistic as you would appreciate."  He stated clearly, a blank expression on his face.  He wanted to give no information up as to what he planned, until he told her.

Haru sat down on the bed. "Okay..." she said blinking slightly. The expression he had didn't give her any clue on what he was planning. She sighed, "I'm not going to strip or anything...that would be weird."

 He smiled at the remark, taking a seat next to her.  "Tell me about yourself..." he said simply, wanting a feel for who she was.  He didn't know much about her himself, it took everything to fight his perverse thoughts off.  The one winning choice was the conceince inside of him.  He knew he couldn't hurt the girl, it wasn't in his nature to bring pain to someone, even someone who had angered him.

Haru looked up at him a bit shocked, "Oh well...I'm the middle child out of three kids...I'm always drawing when I'm not writing or reading.." she turned her head away thinking. "I've got a bit of a temper I sometimes can't control.."

 "Oh? Why is that?" he asked as he scooted himself closer, eyeing her form, admiring it.  "What makes you so angry that you cannot control yourself?"  He added, thoughts passing through his mind as his eyes met hers.

"When someone I don't really know...gets on my bad side, my little brother. Actually small things." she said sighing. "But that's enough about me.."

He nodded, wondering if she would really begin to trust him.  He had a few ideas, and with a grin, he simply began to talk, "Well, what do you want to know about me?" He asked, wanting to test something, wnating her to talk, then he was going to give his idea, see how far he went with it.

"Well..." Haru looked up at him, "Why are you always so mean to me?" she asked innocently. "I mean, I don't do anything really to you.."

He sighed, "Take a look at yourself in class one day.  Do youa realize that you've slipped into everything I've tried to do?  You cut me off when I start to answe rquestsions, you brown nose your way through everything..it's just...so frustrating..." He didn't even realize waht he had said until after it came out.  It seemed as though he was simply angry with everything that had happened with her.