Hitoni School for the Gifted, an all boys Academy that selects only the smartest or athletic students to attend. Students travel from their homelands to see and part-take in Hitoni's curriculum, as the staff there try and succeed to transform these students into something better, something bigger.

The school is huge, containing over a thousand students in merely one section. By law, they can only operate two sections. Each section containing roughly the same amount of boys.


Each dorm has four students in it. The bunk beds operate on each side of the room. Each student gets to choose which dorm they're in, and what bunk they get, etc, etc. First in first serve.

Not all students get into Hitoni, which we hope is rather obvious to you. It helps when your student/you already have something set out to achieve. Medals and awards will also help you get accepted to Hitoni.

- Head Master Tsubasu.

Dorms;;

North Wing:

Dorm One:
Lower Bunk One:
Lower Bunk Two:
Top Bunk One:
Top Bunk Two:

Dorm Two:
Lower Bunk One:
Lower Bunk Two:
Top Bunk One:
Top Bunk Two:

South Wing:

Dorm One:
Lower Bunk One:
Lower Bunk Two:
Top Bunk One:
Top Bunk Two:

Dorm Two:
Lower Bunk One:
Lower Bunk Two:
Top Bunk One:
Top Bunk Two:

Sports;

At Hitoni, our students either partake in athletic events, mathes/science, or Performing Arts, so please accept the fact some abilities aren't accepted here.


SPORTS:
- Track.
- Rugby.
- Soccer.
- Squash.
- Basketball.
- Tennis.
- Ping-Pong.


PERFORMING ARTS:
- Music. (Any instrument.)
- Acting.
- Script Writing.
- Prop Designer.

MATHES/SCIENCE:
- Super Chem.
- Chemistry I
- Chemistry II
- Geometry.
- Roman Numerals.

Profile;

Please fill out this form in first person, as if you were your character.

Your creator is: (Username.)
Your name is: (RPC name.)
Your age is: (
You have achieved high scores in: (Athletics, Mathes/Science, Performing Arts/Music.)
Your dream job would be: (What you would like to be)
Could you tell us a little about yourself?: (Bio)
For personal reference, what is your sexuality: (Gay/Bi/Closet Gay?)
A photo of you would be handy, please give us one: (Characters appearance. Anime, please.)
What classes do you want to take part in: (Two minimum, six max. )
Dorm No. & Bunk: (Dorm Number, Wing, and Bunk.)

Rules;

Now, why are the rules not first? Because we thought it would be good to see if you pay attention to the rules, by reading them LAST.

- PM profiles to me, do not post them.
- Do not post unless I accept you.
- Spamming stupid messages = No.
- PG;13, please. No cybering, as tempting as it might be...
- Yaoi. Only. No girl characters! (Unless they're your characters siblings...)
- Title Profile PM "Shuu-Bocchama on Gaia is pretty."
- One liners aren't okay, one paragraph IS okay.

Accepted;

Your creator is: Ziv Xanthus
Your name is: Kisho Taro (goes by KT)
Your age is: 16
You have achieved high scores in: Athletics (Basketball), Music (Piano), and Chemistry
Your dream job would be: A dream job? I'd love to be able to compose musical pieces and be known around the world for the music I have written. The piano is my life at the moment, so that is what I really want to achieve. I love basketball and chemistry as well, but I would be missing something if I decided not to pay more attention to music.
Could you tell us a little about yourself?: My name is Kisho Taro, but I go by KT, it's easier to remember. My life hasn't been completely easy, but I always fight through the problems that occur in my life and strive for the best. What kind of problems? Well my mother passed away when I was quite young, and my father quickly became a drunk to drown out the fears in his life. Two years after my mother's death, my father was sent to jail for drunk driving and I was sent to live with my aunt. Living with her was the best thing that could've happened to me. She taught me everything I know about chemistry, since she herself was a chemist. Her husband was in love with basketball, and he taught me all the tricks to be a successful point guard. Furthermore, their daughter, who was 20 at the time, taught me how to play the piano. She was shocked at how quickly I learned the music. How old was I when my mother died? I left that out, sorry. I was 6 when she passed. She had a rare case of cancer. Oh, times up? Well thank you for considering me. I hope to hear more from you.
For personal reference, what is your sexuality: Bi
A photo of you would be handy, please give us one: http://i635.photobucket.com/albums/u...uys/Guy013.jpg
What classes do you want to take part in: Music, Chemistry I, Gym (Basketball?), Geometry
Dorm No. & Bunk: Dorm One, North Wing; Bottom bunk one

Your creator is: ` R o x a s

Your name is: Kyon Ari

Your age is: Seventeen.

You have achieved high scores in: Music: Battle of the Bands.

Your dream job would be: A dream job, well I'd like to be a drummer for a Visuel Kei band, I'd love to become famous and show what I'm made of! I'm head strong and frankly SICK of garage bands. Haha!

Could you tell us a little about yourself?: I grew up as one of the kids parents hated. I have long black hair with various reds spreaded through it, snake bites and a medusa. My arms have black tattoos covered up them with different Japanese Designs. My back has a list of Japanese Kanji scripted down it. But that's more or so, appearance.

My parents didn't like me, no one really did- aside from my band, and some people from school. I often got kicked from my classes for being a total fag, but I didn't mind- except for the one year I was held back- but I still didn't improve my scores and such- I'm a slacker, what can I say? Why are you telling us you're a slacker? Because it's true, why would I hide the truth in an important interview? I may slack, I may be a total fag, but lying is something I can't do. Okay... Your time is up, sorry. Okay, thanks?
For personal reference, what is your sexuality: Gay.
A photo of you would be handy, please give us one: http://i840.photobucket.com/albums/z...animator-1.png
What classes do you want to take part in: Performing Arts (Music; Drums.) Ping-Pong & Chem I.
Dorm No. & Bunk: North Wing, One, Top Bunk One.

The day seemed to drag on as KT boarded the bus that would take him to his new "home." He entered the bus reluctantly as he said his final goodbyes to his foster family: his aunt, uncle, and cousin. I'm going to miss them, mother. They taught me so much, but I suppose that this is the best. After all, when I was younger you've always said education is key to a happy life. KT thought to himself as the bus left towards the school, starting the long journey ahead of him.

On the bus ride, he searched his memories for something that will put his nerves at ease. Thinking about his mother not only made him sad, but made him calm. He thought it was a bit odd that memories of a deceased loved one would do so, but it was the only way that he could cope with such situations. "Oh mother, what would you think of me if you were her today?" He whispered to himself, dozing of into a light slumber.

He awoke suddenly as the bus came to a screeching halt. His head banged against the seat in front of him, his hands accidentally grabbing the chest of an older women who was, without a doubt, a bus monitor. "S-S-Sorry ma'am." He muttered, blushing from embarrassment. He looked out the window to notice an amazing school, the school that he would be at for the next few years. He grabbed his bags and stepped off the bus, the lady giving him a wink and a smile which made KT a bit sick. "Thank you for the ride. It was quite pleasant," he remarked to the driver before stepping off the bus with his few items. "What a lovely place!" KT smiled softly as he laid a hand on the shimmering gate in front of him. His eyes slowly wondered towards the letters at the top of the gate. "Hitoni School for the Gifted? What an interesting name, don't you think mother?"

-

"Hitoni School for the Gifted?" A cocky voice murmered, fixing his black top hat as his red streaked black hair fell over his face, covering what wasn't covered by a mask, and chains. His attire over his body was a black long sleeve with blood-red chains, a huge red bow, long flare pants with of course, chains and such, and big boots with again, chains, dangling off the side. His pants also had a split in with a fully red colored section.

The cocky voice rang again as he accidently pushed into another student that had blue hair. Of course his cockyness hadn't been intentional, it just happened to sound like that. He looked down at the student, who seemed to be thinking to himself, looking at the letter in his hands. "Sorr' bout' that." He winked down at the boy, laughing to himself. He was cute. Kyon ran his hand through what he could of his hair without pushing his hat off his head. "Come on, kiddo. At this rate if you stand there lost and brainless, someone is going to stand on you." He teased, putting his hands up, then to the back of his head. He started walking, then turned, "It's actually a two way thing I'm saying, either; you come on your own with me, or I'll carry you in front of everyone."

KT felt a shove from somewhere and was shocked to see a person standing close to him and actually talking to him. He had been home schooled ever since he was younger and didn't have any friends other than his cousin. "Uhm, s-sir. Are you talking to me?" Kisho stated softly, pointing to himself, his blueish eyes shimmering lightly as the sun highlighted his blue hair and his clean white button up shirt. He blushed softly when he noticed the wink and blushed even brighter at the carrying comment. "Ahh, I'll be right there!" He yelled after him, grabbing his bags and running towards the stranger to catch up. "My name is Kisho Taro, KT for short. Pleasure to meet you, uhm...what's your name?"

Is this okay mother? Walking with a stranger? His clothing is a bit out of the ordinary, but he seems like a nice guy.

Smiling through the mask that covered his mouth, the cocky student took hold of KT's bags. Well, one or two of them. The drummer was fairly strong, "Need some help?" He laughed, hauling the bags over his well-built shoulders. He smiled back at the blue eyed boys. "The sun reflects well on you, never dye your hair, or wear contacts." He said, grinning. He was a flirt, a tease, and a romantic. What was wrong with that?

His fingers traced delicately over his hair again, brushing the red stripes. His eyes looked at the sun, squinting slightly. "Hm, oh, my name. I'm Kyon, Kyon Ari. Just Kyo, if you're putting any Japanese suffix's to it, of course." "What dorm are you in, by the way? I'm in dorm one in the north wing, wherever that is."

Kisho looked at Kyo, his eyes looking intently at the boys strong frame and interesting hair. "Y-You didn't need to carry anything. I could've managed." KT muttered softly as he carried his sleeping gear in one hand and his bag of shirts in the other. "It is nice too met you though, Kyo. You're the first person outside of my family to talk to me." A smile spread through Kisho's face, his cheeks turning a bright pink from the comment made about the sun.

"Room? Uhm," KT fumbled through his pocket to pull out his information sheet. "I believe I am staying in Dorm One, North Wing..." He looked up and smiled again. "It looks like we are going to be roommates!"

"That makes me happy." He said at the fact they were roommates. He smiled, "So, roomie..." He laughed, "How about we drop our stuff off and go do something- I hear there is a swimming pool outside, doesn't that sound awesome!?" He grinned wide, "Oh yeah- I forgot, my band is going to come by later and help me set up some stuff, and they might come round to our dorm to practice every so often- but I'll keep you safe from those badasses. They can't touch my pretty boy." He winked, moving his arms around the blue haired teen, pressing him down onto the ground, dropping the bags, "You hear that, hon? Your myyy pretty boy." He didn't care that people around them were watching, crowding around and snapping pictures. This was a school full of GAY MEN, what did he care? Oh- he didn't.

KT blushed brightly as he felt Kyo's body so close to his. "P-Pretty b-boy? Y-Yours? Badasses?' Kisho dreamed of a day that someone would be interested at him, but he didn't know how to react once it happened. Mother, what should I do? Kisho thought to himself, noticing that people were taking pictures of the two of them. He wiggled slightly to see if he could get out of the guys grip, but he didn't want to get his shirt dirty. "Uh, K-Kyo, I don't know how to s-swim," KT said, trying to change the subject, hoping he could get up from the ground. It wasn't that he didn't like what was going on, but he just wasn't sure how to react at this moment. After all, this was the first time someone was that close to his face.

"Can't swim? Can't swim!?" He grinned, "Oh the joy!" He teased, sitting up and holding the boy up, putting him into his arms, "Someone carry our bags!" He ordered, watching as desperate 'uke' teens grabbed there bags, following them in envy. "So, my precious pretty-one, you cannot swim? Well, then. Either I'll force you to lay half naked on the grass and let me watch you blush and squirm- or I'll force you onto a bed and make out with you just like then- but with MUUUCH more action." He said, grinning. He didn't mean it, he really just wanted to hang out with KT, he was a beautiful child, teenager, person... He just liked to play.

Kisho looked up at the young guy carrying him. "You know, you can always teach me how to swim." He said with a soft smile. After all, KT always planned on learning, he just never found the time. He focused so much on Chemistry, Basketball, and the Piano he totally forgot about the water and swimming. He also took time out to reflect on his past, an hour each day starting at nine in the morning until ten. Kisho looked at his watch and was shocked to find out the time. "Crap!" He yelled, jumping out of the guys arms and grabbing his bags. "I, I gotta go do something. I'll meet up with you in a few minutes." KT dashed over to the North Wing Dorms, which was not far from where they were, actually about a minute ahead of them, and quickly found his room. He tried to open the door but it was locked. "Darn, I forgot to get the key at the front desk," He muttered as he dropped his bags and began to search through for a bottle. He took out a pill but it was too late, his head started banging, his chest felt heavy, his body seemed to grow numb. He couldn't see staright anymore. "Not now, not here..." The boy slowly fell to the floor, the bottle fell in front of him, allowing the pills to pour out of the bottle and land on the tiled floor. Mother, forgive me. I comp...lete...ly for....got....

Noticing the rush of the boy, Kyon chucked his key at the uke kids, "Dorm one, North wing," He said, sprinting after the one he'd just tackled. "He doesn't seem to happy." He whispered as pushed down the halls. He came across KT adventually, and was shocked, he'd just made it in time to see the boy fall on the ground. "KT!" His voice was in both panic, and anger. Crap, he must have to take these at a certain time! I distracted him and made him forget to take his pills... Shit...

"Mother? Why is it so dark in here? Am, am I dead?" Kyo thought to himself, lost in his mind, still unconscious in the real world. "Mom, I'm scared. Are you there?"

"Oh son, you really got to take care of yourself." Said a sweet, calming voice from a shiny light. " Look at you, going unconscious on the first day. You're going to make your friend worry."

"Friend? Kyo!?" KT shouted, seeing a picture of Kyo in the darkness. "He looks sad and angered. DId I do somethign to hurt him?"

"Don't worry about that now. You gotta go, son. He's waiting, the world is waiting. Show them your talents, show them what you've worked so hard for." The light began to fade, the voice becoming softer. "Keep an eye on your friends. They'll need you as much as you need them."

"Mom? Wait, don't go. I-I want to know..." KT's eye's open, his body still heavy "Are you proud of me?" He whispered softly, not noticing that Kyo was near by.

"Wake up god dammit.." He paced back and forth nervously. He was heading to the door to get a doctor when he heard something from behind him. He turned and noticed the boy had awaken. "Gah! KT!" He shouted, rushing to the boy, holding the back of his head with one hand, eyes wide and nervous, he couldn't believe his new friend had passed out because of his stupid games. "Omigod KT, I'm so sorry, I didn't know you had to take those pills... I should've paid more attention, are you okay, please tell me your okay..." He said in an over-dramatic, nervous way. He looked him in the eye, pleading to hear he was fine.

KT looked up and blushed softly. "It's okay. I-I will be fine." He smiled softly, slowly reaching up and touching the boy's cheek. "Hey, don't worry, you'll get wrinkles on your forehead if you do." KT's hand slid down Kyo's face and rested gently on Kyo's hand. KT's shirt was a bit tight on him and was bothering him, so he tried to unbutton the top few buttons, but barely could unbutton the first. His body was still quite week from the incident, so he couldn't do much. "I-If you don't mind, d-do you think you can carry me to m-my bed?" He politely asked, his cheeks still a soft pink from his blush. "I just need to rest a bit. Then we can go swimming like you wanted." His eyes became heavy and they slowly closed, sending KT into a light slumber once again.

Kyon blushed very lightly, moving his fingers and grabbing the top button, "How many do you want undone?" He questioned softly, undoing the first one, then the second. He nodded soon after and lifted the boy, KT, into his arms. "Is it okay... If I watch you sleep, KT?" He asked in a quiet voice, fondling the boys hair affectioately. He cared for this kid- even if he kept teasing him- he did care.

KT slept silently for a good hour or so before he opened his eyes. His head was still pounding, but he felt a lot better than he did before. He looked beside him and saw taht Kyo was still there. "Y-You stayed?" He said softly, a smile spreading across his face. He didn't think that a rocker person would be so kind and stay with someone as quite as he was. "Y-You didn't have too, ya know." Even though he said this, KT was quite happy that Kyo stayed with him. He wasn't sure why, but he just feels so comfortable around him.

Kyo smiled delicately, dipping down he pressed his lips sofftly to the corner of KT's when he dozed off.

When he woke up, Kyo was still sitting there, staring. "You promised to come swimming with me when you were done dozing," He grinned, "Get up lazy bum, make sure you bring your pills, too. Don't want you getting all dizzy and shit on me," He smiled, standing up and chucking KT some board shorts. He striped of his clothes, leaving himself in his his boxers. He pulled his own swim shorts over his boxers, then took his boxers off. It was mystery how he did that..

Kisho blushed slightly and turned his body the other way as Kyo got dressed. He was a bit shy for he always dressed in private. "Uhm, I-I'll go change in the restroom." He muttered as he slowly got up and grabbed one of his bags. He was still a bit wobbly, but KT managed to get to the restroom in one piece. Kt's body was slightly tanned, mostly from all the time he played and conidtioned for basketball outside in the sun with his uncle. He slowly unbottoned his shirt and took it off. He opened his bag and rummaged through his things and pulled out his sswimming shorts. They were blue, his favorite color, with whit flowers in placed randomly. He slipped off his boxers and quickly slipped on his shorts so that no one would notice. "I-I'm ready," KT stated, slowly walking out the door slightly embarrassed. His physique was good, he had a decent six pack and a pretty well developed chest. His arms were not bulging with muscles, but they were there. "By the way, when do classes start?"

Kyon laughed, watching the other run off to get changed. He was still worried about the others health, but he felt that he'd be fine now. When KT came back out, the visual kei drummer went delicately red, exaimening the boy over, head to toe. "Sexy bod, pretty boy." He winked, taking the others hand and tugging him in, letting their chests touch. "Hm, classes... Classes start in a few days, the first few days are just making friends, getting around, you know..." He smiled, laughing.