Author: cravendesires
Title: The sky academy of fine arts
Rating: Pretty pg for now will go up later
Disclaimer: Yeah i wish i knew one of theses people!
Summary: haha yeah right. R&R!
A/N: First fic!!! tell me how i do.

Bill checked his suitcases again. He was so excited he couldn’t sit still! After all his years of hard work something’s finally paying off. The Sky Academy of fine arts had accepted him. He looked in the mirror and made sure his midnight black hair was straight and perfect. Once satisfied he pulled his eyeliner out and rimmed his chocolate brown eyes in black. Suddenly his twin burst into his room and threw himself down on the bed.

“Guten Morgen Bill!” he shouted.

“Nein Tomi! English only! You have to practice!”

“Nein. …”

“English!”

“Fine! I said no! I feel weird talking like this at home!”

“Well you have to speak English most of the time or no one will understand you.”

“Well good morning idiot!” Tom said with a big smile on his face.

“Shut up! I’m smarter than you!”

“So? At least I’m not a girl.”

“Hey! I am a boy! I have manly parts and everything!”

“No you don’t. Mom and dad just tell you, you do to make you feel better.”

“That’s not true! You’re just jealous!”

“Of you! HA!”

“Yeah well… I’m taller!”

“Are not! I’m stronger.”

“… So what. I’m prettier!”

“I’m the oldest.”

“By like two seconds! I’m funnier.”
“Try like ten minutes. I have better hair.” Tom said and smirked when bill gasped dramatically.

“YOU DO NOT! Take it back!” Tom just shook his head and laughed. He stopped immediately when Bill yanked a handful of his dreads.

“OW! What was that for?”

“Take it back.”

“No!”
“I’ll cry!” Bill said pouting. Tom tried to hold out he really did but saying no to that face was like… like… like kicking a puppy! It’s just not done.

“Okay okay. Your hair is amazing you big girl.”

“YAY! Minus the lies and deceit about me being a girl!” Bill ran over and glomped his brother before bounding out of the room and down to the dining room.

“Bonjour mama, mon rayon de soleil!” he said giving his mother a kiss on the cheek.

“Bonjour Bill. Comment cava?”

“Hmm…. comme-ci , comme ça. Et tu?”

“Très bien! Merci!”
“Je dois partir.”
“Oh. Au revoir mon petit familier.”

“Tchao Mama.”

“Tchoa ma pitchoune!”

“Tchao Mama!” tom yelled runing past and dragging Bill out of the house and to the car.

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Once they landed Bill spotted a sign with their names on it and saw two boys holding it. He and tom walked over and the two introduced themselves.

“Hi! You must be Bill I’m Brendon!” the boy on the left said happily. Tom thought he looked dorky in his red glasses, Bill thought he looked adorable with his chocolate eyes and pouty lips.

“I’m Bill. And this is tom.” He said glaring at his brother before smiling brightly at Brendon again.

“Hi.” Tom mumbled he turned to the tall lanky boy and shook his hand, “I’m tom.”

“Ryan.” The boy said simply. Bill thought he was pretty with his soft features and warm honey eyes, Tom thought he looked like a girl. He told Bill this. In German of course (he didn’t want to offend their ride). Bill smacked him upside the head and called him a ding-dong.

“Ryan! You’re the one William won’t shut-up about online.” Bill said suddenly.

“You know William?”

“Yeah he spent a summer in England when I lived there for a bit.”

“So you both speak English?” Brendon interjected randomly.

“Ja.” Tom said nodding, Brendon and Ryan looked at him confused.

“He means yes! Sorry Tomi isn’t used to speaking a lot of English.”

“Oh. That’s cool.” Ryan said nodding, “We should go Will’s out in the car waiting.

“Ok.” Tom and Bill got their bags and followed them outside and into the car.

“William Beckett!” Bill Shrieked hopping into his lap and squeezing the life out of him. William looked just as beautiful as he remembered. Bill thought his hair looked good longer, Tom thought he looked hot.

“Billiam Kaulitz! Is that your brother in the back eyeing Brendon’s ass?” Tom blushed and turned away. Ryan looked angry. Brendon just laughed and said, “Of course he’s looking! It’s kinda hard to miss!” before sliding in next to Ryan.

“Yes that is unfortunately my twin.” Bill sighed dramatically and slid over into the passenger seat. “Drive Becksy! I’m sooo excited!”

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When they arrived at Sky, Bill’s first thought was ‘whoa huge!’ his second was ‘oh my gosh so many people!’ and his last was ‘why am I standing here being left behind!!!’ He took off after his friends but someone collided with him from the side knocking him over.

“Ow!”

“Oh wow sorry! I didn’t know you were there!”

“Didn’t know … what are you bl…?!” Bill stopped talking as he turned around. He wished he hadn’t yelled at the most beautiful boy he’d ever seen.

“Blind? Yeah. A little.” The boy said waving a red and white cane in front of him.

“Oh… I… um. Sorry?”

“Don’t be. You didn’t make me this way.” The boy said chuckling. He held out a hand, “I’m Alex. Alex Evans.” Bill just stared at him. He was so pretty! His dark raven hair fell perfectly around his face. ‘If only I could get him to take those glasses off I be…’ Bill’s musings were interrupted as Alex cleared his throat, “Um. Hello? Are you still there or did you leave the poor blind kid to make a fool of himself?” he said dropping his hand.

Bill just stood there not really sure what to do. “I can hear you Breathing!” Alex said irritated.

“Uh… hi. Sorry I’m Bill.”

“Alex.” He held out his hand again and bill shook it this time, “Thought I’d scared you away.”

“No I just didn’t want to say anything stupid… like that.”

“Hey you sound really pretty.”

“Uh… thanks.”

“I mean is that your major? Choir and solo?”

“No. I’m here for dance. Minor in choir and solo.”

“Oh that’s cool so like what do you do?”

“Ballet, tap, jazz, modern. Pretty much everything except for hip hop. That’s my brother’s thing.”

“Does he go here?”

“Yeah but I seem to have lost him.”

“Sorry I distracted you.”

“It’s ok. You’re a good distraction.” Bill Smiled slightly but frowned when he remembered Alex couldn’t see it.

“You know just because I’m blind doesn’t mean I can’t tell your smiling.” The boy said as if in answer to Bill’s thoughts.

“Alex!” someone yelled and Alex whipped his head in the direction of the voice.

“Oh crap people calling me! Hey did you see who it was?” he asked turning back to Bill. Bill looked up to see a tall slender girl running towards them.

“Um tall pretty girl with pink glasses?”

“African looking?”

“Yeah.”

“Nala!” he says as she comes to stand next to him.

“Lexi I called you over to meet someone why didn’t you come.”

“Uh… Nala you wanted a lost blind child to navigate a crowd to find you?”

“Right dumb idea.” She seemed to notice Bill then, “Who’s this?” she asked glaring at him.

“This is Bill. Stop glaring he’s my new friend! I don’t want you to go all Amazon warrior and scare him away!”

“Hm. Well anyway come meet Disashi! He’s amazing at life!”

“But I…” Alex tried to reason but she just dragged him off leaving Bill alone in the crowd of strangers. He shrugged and walked in the other direction. Turning down a random hallway he saw a group of guys sitting around and thought about asking them where to go. Then he thought he should just get the hell out of the creepy hallway with creepy guys with more ink than skin! He turned to leave but squeaked as a hand slipped into his back pocket.

“Sheisse!” Bill screamed spinning around and pushing the guy back. He was short, really short with … strangely awesome tattoos on his tan arms and jet black hair with red bangs and a wide toothy smile.

“Hey calm down! You lost?” the guy asked.

“Yes. But I don’t want your help you pervert!”

“You’ve got a cute accent where you from?”

“I’m German. Now get the hell away from me!”

“Chill out babe what’s your problem?”

“I don’t enjoy being GROPED by random guys in creepy hallways! I’m lost! I’m scared! I can’t find my brother and you come along and make it all worse by… by… PERVING ON ME!”

“Perving?” another guy says, “do you happen to know William Beckett?” he said. Bill had to admit for creepy hallway perves these guys were cute. This one had a massive curly fro and tattoos all over his caramel colored skin but his eyes were kind, and he seemed warm... inviting. Bill nodded at him. “Are you looking for him? I can call him if you want.” Bill sighed in relief.

“That would be wonderful. Just tell him Bill’s looking for him.”

“Sure. Come sit down. I’m Travis by the way. The creepy little dude is Pete, carrot top over here is Patrick, and that’s Andy. He’s a hippy.”

“I’m not a hippy!” Andy yelled. Andy had long brown hair and a slight beard, his black rimmed glasses framed his pretty eyes. Bill kind of thought he was a hippy anyway.

“I’m not a redhead!” Patrick said punching Travis’ arm.

“You’re a strawberry blonde!” Pete piped up plopping down next to him.

“Please refrain from describing me with fruits!” the boy said pouting. Bill thought he looked young. He was the only one with unmarked skin. He was slightly cuddly looking with the most angelic face.

“Quiet! I’m on the phone! Hello? Yeah Becks? It’s Travie. I seem to have happened upon your lost foreign boy…. No!... I did no such… Well maybe Pete but… Just calm down he’s fine!... the east hall… yeah bye.” He hung up and turned to Bill, “He’s on his way.”

“Thanks.”

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William came running down the hall with Tom and Ryan. “Bill! Are you alright?”

“I’m fine I…”

“Did they grope you?”

“No! Well yeah.” Bill admitted blushing bright red at William’s mother hening.

“TRAVIS!” William and Ryan shrieked.

“It was not me! I do not grope people! It was all Pete’s doing.”

“Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz the third! How dare you perve on him! He’s new and scared and you’ve probably turned him off our backwards little school forever.”

“He’s fine! Aren’t you?” Bill nodded in response, “See. Perfectly ok! It wasn’t even a grope! It was a … feel.”

“You touched my brother.” Tom said glaring daggers at Pete.

“Yeah.”

“You grabbed his ass?” he asked slowly. Bill could see Tom getting angrier.

“Yeah.” Pete looked nervous now.

“Okay.” Tom cracked his knuckles and advanced on Pete but Bill stopped him.

“Tom. I’m fine. He didn’t hurt me or anything. Don’t get angry.”

Tom looked at Pete then a t his twin, “Gin glawapa nopa meme?” he whispered.

“San.”[1] Bill whispered back.

Tom nodded and backed off, “Stay away from my little brother.” Pete nodded.

“What was that?” Ryan asked.

“What?”

“That wasn’t German what was it?”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Come on let’s go. I’ll show you where your room is Bill.” William took Bill’s arm and led him out into the entrance hall. “You’re in the west wing three doors down from me! We just met your roommate he…”

“I’m not sharing with Tom?”
“No.  Sorry they split you guys up. Tom’s in the east wing. But your roommates really cool. You’ll like him.”

“What’s his name?”

“Disashi. He’s in the hip-hop program with Travis. Really cool guy.”

“Awesome.”

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Disashi as it seems was indeed awesome at… well life. He wasn’t sloppy, he was clean, he didn’t smoke or drink often which was a big plus, all in all he was a great roommate.  He was also friends with Travis and in Tom’s first class, which Bill found out since he walked past their studio on his way to Ballet. He saw Tom talking to Travis who was towering over everyone in the class and Disashi talking with the girl from his first day Nala. When he walked into the ballet studio he looked around the massive room and spotted the piano sitting in the corner. He leaned in to get a look at the pianist but then he tripped over…something. “William! Get your legs away from the door you know your dangerous!” Ryan shouted coming over to help Bill up off the floor.

“Danke.”

“Bitte.” Ryan said smiling at Bill’s confused expression, “You said it in German so that’s how I answered you.”

“You speak German?”

“Ryan speaks everything!” William said from his place on the floor he was stretching forward in a split so it was slightly muffled by the floor.

“Okay Mr. Contortionist. What other languages do you speak.” Bill asked watching William bend his body into odd shapes.

“Not that many. French German Spanish and Italian fluently. My Latin is a little lacking but I’m working on it.”

Bill just stared at him, mouth slightly agape. “You… wow.”

“Ryan’s here on an academic scholarship. It just helps that he can dance like a pro and play guitar like nobody’s business.” William said getting up from the floor and shoving bill towards a door. “Change in there and stretch our professor will be here soon and he hates late students.”

Bill nodded and did as he was told. When he finished stretching a man walked into the studio. Well it would better be described as sweeping, he swept inot the studio.

“Good morning class! Just in case you all don’t know me, which you should by now, I am professor Shantes but call me Ewan. And this darling creature is Taylor. My new assistant! Would you prefer Taylor or Mr. Kitsch?” he asked the young man next to him. Taylor was about Bill’s height, long sandy blond hair and beautiful eyes. And his body! “Stop staring!” William whispered.

“Taylor is fine.” The young man replied to their teacher smiling brilliantly.

“Yes Taylor is. Anyway that’s him and he’ll be here so try not to let him distract you and don’t pass out. He has a habit of taking his shirt off in public,” Taylor blushed and looked away. “Now! You in the back.” Ewan said pointing at Bill.

“Me?”

“No the invisible boy behind you. Yes you! What is your name?”

“Bill Kaulitz.”

“Well Bill you’ll be asked to go by your full name here.”
“Bill is my full name.”

“Hm. William Beckett.”

“Yes Ewan.” William answered sighing dramatically as the teacher made his way over,

“Is this another one of your goslings?”

“Yes and no. Bill got accepted into the exchange program. He’s form Germany.”

“Ah. I see. You know I’d turn you and all your little goslings away if you all weren’t so darn adorable.”

“Yes well. We try.” William said tossing his hair.

“I should send him to the beginner’s class.”

“No! He’s good! He deserves to be here! Just let him dance you’ll see.”