Take One: School Problems

“Ritsu!” a younger version of Soubi yells busting through the office of the principal panting his ears back and tail down, “Ritsu!”

In the middle of straightening papers his glasses shine in the light as he looks up from his desk, “Soubi?” his eyes questioning, the boy was earlier for his lesion then he normally was.

“Ritsu sensei there’s something in my closet!” the short haired blond boy points towards the doorway.

Using his finger to push his glasses up, “what is in your closet?” he asks on that note not moving from his seat.

“You have to see it!,” the young Soubi states looking through the doorway as if it had possibly followed him, “It was all bubbly and-,”

“What were you doing in the closet?” Ritsu rephrases the question.

Blinking looking back at his teacher, “Sensei you have to look at it!” he asks his tail waving eyes blinking, “It’s weird!”

Sighing he pushes his chair away from the desk standing up he maneuvers around the desk towards the blond, “Very well show me,”

His face lightening up he swishes around trailing out the door his ears rising as the blue haired Ritsu follows hands in his pockets down the hall to the boy’s room. Doors closing at the mere sight of the principal they didn’t want to get in trouble or be seen by him. Reaching the room Soubi’s door remain wide open with him inside standing in the middle of the room waiting for his teacher to show up, “It’s over there,” he points towards the closet.

Eyes glancing in the direction of the finger as he steps into the room, “The door is closed,”

“I didn’t want to let it out,” Soubi’s ears lower, “Besides it likes the dark,”

Blinking his glasses remain on his face, “Well then show me,”

Stepping forward till his hand reaches the cold brass doorknob his teacher’s presence is felt behind him. Slowly turning the knob he cracks the door first his eye popping in for a look, “Heeelloo,” Soubi asks getting no reply.

“Will you open the door,” Ritsu states impatiently pulling the door all the way open shocking the young Soubi. Blinking he stares at it, “Soubi-,”

“Isn’t it beautiful?” the blond asks staring at the green fuzzy substance growing on his floor.

“Soubi is that-,”

Waging his tail proudly, “It’s mold!”

Staring at it he sighs, “Soubi,” the teacher pauses, “Why?”

Blinking, “What do you mean?” the blue eyed boy asks looking up at the man.

“Why is that in there?” Ritsu asks again glancing at him then at the closet floor.

Looking back at it, “I don’t know,” the blond blinks, “I haven’t been in there for awhile-,”

“What have you been wearing?” Ritsu asks amused the idea of Soubi walking around naked and so vulnerable gave him ideas alone.

“Clothes,”

“That doesn’t explain why it’s in here,”

Taking a breath, “Can I keep it!” Soubi yells as if it were a puppy, “Please!”

“I think n-,”

“I’ll take good care of it!”

“Soubi no,”

Ears and tail drooping, “Aw,” he pouts staring at the thing.

“”It’s not healthy,” Ritsu explains.

“You’re teaching isn’t healthy,” Soubi mumbles.

“What’d you say?”

Not answering immediately, “Why not?”

“I will not repeat myself,” Ritsu states walking away from the closet leaving, “I’ll expect you to clean this up by the time I get back,” he finishes disappearing through the doorway.

“I like the mold it keeps me company unlike you!” Soubi yells stubbornly watching the empty doorway expecting him to return.

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