(I feel worse today -.- yay, but I'm going to reply anyway as otherwise there won't be one till Sunday. And thanks! Ugh, hope you feel better soon as well ;))

(YESSS! I can totally imagine this happening... I can imagine Sherlock completely accepting that John loves him but it taking him a while to realise that what he feels for John is just that or something xD And, em, 4th year? They'll be 14 then so more mature and stuff)

"Both, I guess," Sherlock shrugged. "I don't like people at all. You're the first person who... I wanted to be friends with. I tolerate my parents, Mycroft and Greg. Although I definitely do not understand 'loving' people at all. It's all a bit stupid. And anyway, why would anyone want to... kiss." He grimaced. "Its absolutely disgusting." It was quite obvious that he was, at the moment, repulsed at the thought of kissing. He just found it icky and didn't know why anyone would want to do it. It was bad enough seeing people kiss... Just, no. He didn't even really want to think about it. He looked out the window, tilting his head slightly. "I think we're almost there!" He pointed to a silhouette of a castle in the distance. "I think that's it."