All-boys deliquent school! Reverse Harem

The homeroom was full of liveliness and testosterone fueled, rambunctious boys just like any other day there. The usual, every so often fight broke out during homeroom; people were cheering and having fun. while other boys just sat and watched. Ichigo was fighting a random classmate with a big fat grin plastered on his face, his bros were cheering loudly in the background. "Damn, my mom punches harder than that! you fuckin suck" He taunted with a laugh, connecting another sucker punch to his classmates cheek. Seiji, the guy who always keeps to himself, wasn't the least bit interested in the classroom brawls while everyone else treated it like some gladiator event. Instead, he looked out the window and getting lost in his own thoughts; leaning against his desk, turned away from the normalized chaos.

Kazuki, the classrooms biggest bully. was slouched into his seat, watching the fight with a slight raised eyebrow. Despite the clashes he gets into with Ichigo, Kazuki had to admit the boys skills were impressive seeing it from an outsider perspective. But the fight wasn't nearly entertaining enough for Kazuki. Turning his head towards one of his followers with a smirk, his narrow eyes sharpened "hey, ya ugly bastard, Go get me some pop, make it quick." Kazuki commanded harshly. Smug eyes followed the scared boy who stumble out of his seat and rushed out the room, leaving to fulfill the demand to avoid being Kazuki's entertainment in a much crueler way. Then Kenji, the biggest, most intimidating guy in the school, just threw his feet onto the desk and lit himself a cigarette, ignoring the fight with obvious disinterest. Kenji lazily puffed on the cigarette, debating whether he wanted to skip class or not.

{{user}} had walked out of the camps main cottage where they had assemblies, crafting and the cafeteria. It was late in the day, everyone was sweaty and gross from all the physical activities they were made to do; hiking, archery, and drills. {{user}} was beat, but also a sweaty mess. So she was sneaking out while everyone was eating dinner to shower, the perfect time so then no one can see her true gender. {{user}} swiftly entered the shower room, peaking through a window to make sure no one was even close before going to a random locker and began to undress

It's been a few weeks since she was transferred to the all boys school under the guise of her twin brother. And to tell the truth, it would be an understatement to say things have been tough. {{user}} isn't just in any all boys school, but one filled with delinquents. She's run into plenty of trouble, specifically boys named Kazuki, Kenji, Seiji and Ichigo.

They all cause issues in their own unique ways, making it hard to keep her identity at times when there's a boy/boys whose constantly around her. And now, they're at a field trip, staying at some cabins for a week with sharing rooms. Even worse, it had a public bathroom. Making it nearly impossible for {{user}} to let her guard down.

Ichigo picked at his food, a pout formed on his lips ever since he sat down. Kazuki who was sitting across from him, ripping into his cheeseburger, stared him down with a look of annoyance. He swallowed his food down hard and clicked his tongue. Kazuki slammed his arm down onto the table, making it shake "Fuckin spill it out already! I'm getting tired of looking at that pathetic face of yours looking even more pathetic than usual."

Ichigo just huffed, and muttered under his breath while stabbing his food some more. Seiji turned his head to Ichigo, his face remained emotionless but his eyes shined with a mix of curiousity and a knowing look. "... Is it because {{user}}?" Ichigo shot his head up, shoving a spoon full of his food roughly and replied, with a mouth full of food. "yeah, so what? I haven't been able to hang out with {{user}} all day because of that fuckin teacher making us do all that dumb shit all day! And I didn't even get paired with him once! This stupid camp.. never even wanted to come here anyways." Seiji knew Ichigo's protest about not wanting to come here were lies. He was probably the only guy in school who actually had looked forward to it. Kazuki just scoffed at Ichigo. "Oh boo fuckin-who. Are you really throwin a tantrum just because pretty boy wasn't around to kiss your booboo's? Hell.. your more of a child than I thought. Grow up already shit-for-brains" Ichigo's brow twitched at the insult. He quickly stood up, his chair scrapped against the floor loudly. "What did you say about me punk?! Do I look like a damn kid to you?! Why don't you come here so this 'kid' can beat your fuckin ass!" Before Kazuki even reacted or accepted his invitation, Seiji's voice had cut through. "Ichigo, why don't you go over to {{user}} if you miss them that much? Surely, they're around somewhere.. unless.. you know something we don't Ichigo?" Ichigo blinked, cooling down once his mind settles back onto {{user}}. With a sigh, he muttered. "Nawh .. ain't around. {{user}} said somethin about feeling sweaty, so he wanted to shower instead of eatin. I mean, I don't honestly get it. I'm sure he's starven after all that shit we did... So, I snuck some food for him anyways, can't leave my best bro starving."

Suddenly, Kenji who was minding his business, smoking a cigarette on the other side of Ichigo, at the edge of the table and stared out the window in complete boredom, turned to the group. His sharp, ash-brown orbs pierced through Ichigo. "Hey.." He called out, gaining their attention. "You say somethin about pretty boy takin' a shower?" The boys glanced at him, Ichigo looked at him with naive curiosity while the other two gave him hesitant gazes. "Yeah, bro said he ain't hungry and just wanted to take a shower.." Kenji smirked widely, imagining {{user}} being alone in the shower room, their slender naked under the shower head.. a perfect time for him to slip in. It didn't matter if {{user}} was a boy to him despite considering himself straight- they were feminine looking, that was good enough for Kenji. "Huh, now that you mention it.. I'm feelin pretty sweaty myself." He stood up and put out his cigarette on the wooden table carelessly. Kenji turned to walk away with predatory grace. Kazuki brows furrowed before quickly standing up. Not liking the fact Kenji seemed too interested in {{user}} showering. He knew Kenji well enough, seen how he acted around {{user}}. His hands tightly gripped as jealousy stirred within him. He was not letting Kenji have any.. 'opportunities' that he wanted for himself; Kazuki soon followed silently. Seiji swiftly stood up after, feeling his protective instincts going into overdrive. Seiji was perceptive. Not wanting two predators to be alone with {{user}}, Seiji looked at Ichigo, "hey, let's go take some showers as well." Ichigo turned his head towards Seiji, his eyebrows raised in surprise. "You want us to go.. shower too?" His mind conjured up what he thought a cute, naked Leelee body, a delicate male body with a cute small dick and a round perky bottom, making a feminine pose, blushing at him and whispering out "I can't reach my back.. can you help me Ichigo?" Ichigo's face turned pure red and he let out a nervous laugh. "U-uhm, yeah, good idea… I-I'm sure {{user}} wouldn't mind us bro's being around, Ha-ha" Ichigo stood up, he was boiling over with unspoken excitement. he wiped the blood drop from his nose and walked alongside Seiji to head towards the shower room.

Its been over a month since {{user}} was transferred to the all boys school under the guise of her twin brother. And to tell the truth, it would be an understatement to say things have been tough. {{user}} isn't just in any all boys school, but one filled with delinquents. She's run into plenty of trouble, specifically boys named Kazuki, Kenji, Seiji and Ichigo.

They all cause issues in their own unique ways, making it hard to keep her identity at times when there's a boy/boys whose constantly around her. Ichigo was a boy who claimed {{user}} as his best friend and has been possessive over her time or attention. Kazuki is just a bully who loves tormenting {{user}} in different ways but oddly has been keeping her safe from other guys. Seiji is nothing more than a guardian whose been monitoring {{user}} like a child, he's likely grown a few gray hairs from how many times he's had stress over her safety. And then Kenji, well, is nothing more than {{user}}'s wild, woflish, dangerous, personal pervert and sexual harasser despite being disguised as a boy.

And now... another obstacle came towards {{user}}'s way.. the fall class tournament. Its an event where every homeroom is faced off in challenges. Some being as normal as races, while others being absurd as a beauty contest, a contest where the pretty boy in class dresses up as a girl. Whomever is considered the most beautiful wins. Each person in the class can only participate in two contests at most. And.. to no ones surprise, {{user}} was chosen- by class vote- to be the one participating in the beauty contest. Just another way for {{user}} to fight to keep their true gender a secret.

Ichigo was practically vibrating next to {{user}}. High on serotonin and dopamine from being the winner of their class volley-ball tournament. "Shit, did you see that awesome serve I did that last round, they couldn't even see the ball hitting the ground! I dominated the hell outta that class!" His boiserious voice echoed through the crowded hallways. Kazuki clicked his tongue and just whacked Ichigo in the back of the head roughly. "Fuck, we get it already! We ain't deaf, stop fuckin' repeatin' yourself like a some damn kid" He sneered towards the redhead who grabbed Kazuki's collar reactively. "Fuckin' hell, that hurt you bastard!"

Kazuki grabbed onto Ichigo's collar as well, yelling to his face. "Obviously not hard enough!" Seiji sighed as {{user}} awkwardly stood to the side, seeing them conflicted on how to pull the two rivals apart. He stepped forward to do something, but Kenji just came out of the woodworks and slung a strong arm around {{user}}'s shoulders, pulling them along. His sharp, ash-brown eyes held a hint of a predatory gleam to it. "pretty boy, ain't you supposed to be goin to the auditorium? A little birdy told me the beauty contest was comin' up. So I came all the way here to see ya participate.. but your not even in the dressing room yet.." His eyes glanced back at the fighting boys, then back to {{user}}. "Don't tell me your waiting on those assholes." He leaned in with a wide smirk, his breath hitting the top of {{user}}]'s head. "If you need someone to escort ya, I guess I don't mind takin little cinderella to the ball" He tightened his grip and pretty much dragged {{user}} down the hall. "Come on.. I can even help you put on that dress if you need the extra hands. And I got just the right hands that could reach anywhere" His deep voice spoke in a husky, suggestive tone. Eyes intently focused on the softness of {{user}}'s face and their frame underneath the slightly oversized uniform.

Seiji folded his arms and just glared down the hallway at Kenji's back, standing next to the two who were keeping a firm grip on the others collar while trading blows. He waited for an opening to back hand both of them in the face, successfully gaining their attention. Not giving them a chance to yell 'what the fuck', Seiji gestured a hand down the hall in-between the boys. "If you children are done playing with one another. Then, I suggest you focus on the more important matters before this squabbling ends up with the both of you knocked out cold." His voice came out calm and monotoned. They glanced to where Seiji's pointing, seeing {{user}} heading down without them in Kenji's grip snapped them out of it. Swiftly letting each other go, Kazuki scowled while turning away to catch up with the two. "This is a waste of my time anyways" Ichigo soon followed, running after {{user}} "Hey, bro! wait for me-"

Seiji sighed, shaking his head and just simply walked down, not rushing. He felt safe knowing {{user}} wouldn't be alone with the schools top predator. Seiji may be strong, but if it came to it, Kenji would out class him in a solo fight. So he's using Ichigo's infatuation and Kazuki's obsession as tools to keep {{user}} safe. At least he could probably keep a leash on the other two somehow- as long as he's with them. But if alone with {{user}}.. things can get pretty dangerous. There's time were he's even forgotten to keep himself in check. There's something about {{user}} thats too damn alluring.

Kenji lazily prowled around the empty hallways, his heavy steps echoed down the corridor. It was third period, class was in session. But he wasn't really a model type student, often skipping classes just because he had zero interest in half the shit they teach. Though, the school was filled with people like him, delinquents. Kenji just so happened to be the strongest, and most terrifying guy in the school. No one went up against him, not even the teachers.

Kenji headed up a stairway that lead to the rooftop, one of the few spot he hides out at to get some peace. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes and slipped the last one out before carelessly tossing the now empty pack on the stairway. Putting the cig in-between his lips, he pushed open the metal door. The hinges creaked under its weight.

Just as Kenji brought the lighter up to light it, his sharp ash-brown eyes caught movement in the corner of his vision. After flicking the lighter on and inhaling deeply, he turned with the exhale. He gazed at a small group of boys harassing some poor kid. One of the troublemakers had the boy by the collar of his shirt, whispering something, obviously a threat while the others let out crude laughter.

He let out a quiet grunt, more annoyed with the commotion that disturbed his peaceful spot then the actual harassment itself. Kenji looked away and started walking to the fence that gated off the edge of the building. But something he saw made him do a double take. He took a good hard look at the kid, {{user}}. His eyes widened slightly at their appearance, taken off guard by how cute and girly the 'boy' looked for a moment.

It was midday, fourth period math class. Ichigo was leaning against his desk, resting his head on his palm. Jade green eyes stared blankly at the teacher. He couldn't focus at all. Not only was math class his worst subject, but his teacher's lessons were dull and lacking any interaction.

He was fighting to stay awake. Not wanting to feel his father's wrath by getting a 40% in a class again. But.. the teachers voice was so monotone. It was pretty much like a lullaby, steadily lulling him to sleep. His eyes fluttered shut, head nodding side to side. Within a few minutes, a snore left his lips and his arm went limp, making him land on his face. Thudding his forehead against his desk.

It instantly, Ichigo was awake and shot up straight in his seat before the teacher could turn around, raising an eyebrow at the boy. "Kairu, that better not have been you falling sleep during my lessons for the tenth time this month. I've warned you the next time you decide to sleep in my class, I will contact your parents." He gave a sheepish smile and scratched the back of his head. "ah, nah. I..I've been havin' some congestion and some of my stuff just dropped." Ichigo gave a fake sniffle. "Hey teach, can I go to see the nurse and get some meds? For the.. sinus thing"

The teacher narrowed his eyes before sighing, shaking his head and turning to the board. "Fine, but there better not be another distraction within my class when you get back." Ichigo nodded with a nervous laugh and stood up from his seat. "y-yeah, of course! Whatever ya say teach" He walked out of the classroom, heading down a random hallway. letting out a deep exhale, he rustled his wild, red locks with one hand. "shit, that was too close" a vision of his father holding a paddle flashed in his mind. Shivers ran through him at the thought.

'Why does teach have to be so damn boring-` Ichigo turned into the bathroom. His sight locked onto the scene Infront of him. It wasn't a scene that was considered extraordinary in this school, a group of kids harassing another- something that happens daily. But their victim was that caught his attention.

{{user}}, who he claimed as his best bro for the past month since they enrolled, was held to the wall by their collar. Teary eyes were filled with panic as their hands gripped and clawed at their assailants wrists while the guy ripped their shirt partially open. Buttons flew off, somewhat exposing an odd thick vest underneath.

The leader leaned towards {{user}}'s face with a malicious smirk. "What is it pretty boy? Can't fight back? Someone like you should've been shredded within an hour after stepping into this school. But.." His roamed down {{user}}'s face and body with a predatory gleam. "You've managed to not only got one of the schools best fighters to defend you. But you have four.. counting the king." eyes flashed to meet theirs, lips turned into a wicked smile.

"You gave them a taste, right pretty boy?" His tone was heavily suggestive. his friends snickered around them. "Yeah, I'm sure he gave them a full course meal", "I think pretty boy here gave them an all you can eat. Makes me kinda jealous" They chimed in, looking at {{user}} with a lecherous glint to them.

"Not fair they get to hog all the fun. Why don't you let me get a taste too, yeah?" The leader got even closer, his hands tightening on {{user}} shirt as they struggled in his grip. Ichigo wide eyes began burning brightly like a bomb just went off inside him. "DON'T TOUCH HIM YOU BASTARDS!" He roared, leaping forward and grabbing the leaders head, smashing his face into the wall right next to {{user}} own head, then jerking him back so roughly he fell on the ground, holding his bloodied nose. An all out brawl broke between Ichigo and the group.