The Face Of Love

A/N: I hope you don't hate me for this. Tamahome and Hotohori is just a cute pairing. Sorry. You'll hate me more later. Trust me. This will be the lest of you problems with my story.

#################Nice To Meet You###################

"What's wrong with him?" Hotohori asked with a frown.

"Oh, he's really great when you get to know He He just comes on a bit strong when you first meet him. He's on of my best friends though."

"He's loud," Hotohori commented.

"That wasn't loud, you should see him on one of his good days."

"This isn't a good day?"

Tamahome shook his head, "Nah. Plus he normally doesn't get up so early. It's what, 40 minutes till school starts?" Hotohori nodded, "He's normally asleep right now."

"Whys he here so early?"

"Oh, he gets a ride to school from out friend Nuriko. Nuriko picked him up early today. It's doesn't really matter, his brother needed to meet some one or something, I'm not sure."

"Mmm," Hotohori nodded, "So your name is Tamahome?"

"Right, just call me Tama. Every one else does. Well Nuriko calls me Tama-baby, but please don't."

Hotohori laughed, a beautiful laugh, "I wont. Why does he call you that?"

"That's an embarrassing story. You see, Nuriko, he cross dresses," Tama looked at Hotohori, "He makes a very convincing girl acutely. He's the prettiest girl in the whole school. you see, he asked me out and I said yes because I thought he was a girl," Tama's face was dark red, "Tama-baby was a pet name he used when we were dating. He never stopped."

Hotohori was almost doubled;ed over with laughter, "He's the prettiest girl in the school?" He asked between laughs.

"And boy. He's just the best looking person in the school."

"Really?" Hotohori straightened up and smiled brightly at Tamahome. He brushed some golden hair out of his eyes.

"Well, he used to be," Tama told him. Oh my god did he just say that! Tamahome looked horror stricken at what he had just said.

"Did you just complement my looks?" Hotohori asked, his voice sweet.

"Um...yes," Tama stuttered.

"Why thank you," Hotohori said in a soft voice. Tamahome's heart rate picked up.

"Welcome..."

"I like you better then I like that loud friend of yours, Tasuki."

"Thank you Hotohori," Tama looked down at his feet.

"you're welcome Tama. Might I ask you to show me around the school to day. i have no idea were I'm going."

"Sure. What's your first class."

Hotohori pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Tamahome.

"Hey! You have the same classes as me!" Tamahome said with a smile.

"Really?" Hotohori leaned over to look at the list, "Well that's wonderful. ve mve my first friend."

"i think we'll get along pretty well," Tama smile fondly at Hotohori.

####################Can You Help Me With My Homework?###################

Tamahome couldn't stop fidgeting the whole rest of the day. He kept taping his foot and spinning his pencil or running his hands through his hair. He did have a problem. Something was really wrong with him. He had no problem with liking a another boy. He knew he was bi, that wasn't the issue. He was in love with Miaka. Always had been, always will be. But something happened when he saw Hotohori. He felt dizzy and his heart rate went up. There was just something about him. He had something Miaka didn't have. But what?

He had been dewling on it all day and he knew it. He had just met him that morning. Why was he obsessing? Hotohori wasn't that special. He was just some guy he had talked to for a while. Okay, so he ended up siting next to him in every class and lunch. Something about Hotohori made Tamahome want to be around him, want to talk to him, just plan want him. Damn, his teenager needs were kicking in. Hotohori was hot and there was no denying it. His golden hair and eyes, his graceful movements, his nice clothes all made him a nock out. but there was something more, something deeper that made him attractive to Tamahome.

When the last class of the day came Tamahome was both relieved and disappointed. Relieved becausecoulcould fianily get home and think everything over in the safety of his bedroom. Disappointed because he wouldn't be with Hotohori anymore. The school day would be over and they would both be going home. He wanted to spend more time with the golden haired youth and he didn't know if he could wait till the next day.

"Tama?" Hotohori asked from behind. the bell had rung and they were getting up to go home, "I was wondering if you would like to come over today and help me with my homework?"

"Um, yeah sure. Why not," Tama said in a small voice, "What subject?" Was the only thing he could think to say.

"Oh, math. It's my worst subject."

"What do you know, mine too. Oh well I'll try my best."

"Thank you. I'll give you a ride to my house. Let's go."

"Um...OK. Let's go."