I can't believe we had to switch schools and all the way in America too. Why did we even have to move to this stupid country?" Kyo sauntered angrily down the nearly empty hallway with Yuki and Tohru a few paces behind him. He hated American culture. To be fair, he hated ninety percent of everything in existence.
Yuki spoke up. "I believe it was actually your fault, Kyo." He glanced lazily over toward Kyo whose blood-orange eyes had been fixed onto Yuki into a stare of utter loathing. "It is simply not natural for a young boy such as yourself to throw a public tantrum about leeks in the middle of the market before magically transforming into a cat. We had to leave before the rumors began."
"Shut up you stupid rat!" Kyo snarled at Yuki before dipping his head down in a slouch so his carrot-shaded hair fell over his eyes.
A faint laugh tore through the harsh moment. The boys turned to face Tohru who wore a bright smile on her face despite the cold mood.
"What is it Miss Honda?" Yuki said softly, a puzzled look crossing both of their faces.
"Oh nothing," she replied. "I'm just glad to see you two are still getting along the same way even though we're so far away from home, you know."
Yuki smiled, a subtle laugh escaping his slightly upturned lips. "Thank you Miss Honda."
Kyo blushed and looked away quickly.
"Oh! Here's the office." Tohru checked the sign on the door, secretly thanking her mom for making her learn English, and walked into the office cautiously. The boys trailed closely behind.
There was a lady typing on a computer behind the desk. The little metal sign propped up next to her indicated that her name was Mrs. Hitts.
"Hello Mrs. Hitts," Tohru said brightly.
The lady looked up and grinned. "You three must be our new exchange students from Japan." She glanced at an open binder, running her finger swiftly down the page.
"Tohru Honda," she read and looked up at Tohru. "That must be you."
Tohru nodded and the lady turned to Yuki. "Yuki Sohma."
He nodded, his silver hair slightly catching the light off a nearby lamp and making it glitter like the precious metal it resembled. Tohru could almost hear Mrs. Hitts give a distant sigh before returning her gaze to the sheet.
"And you," she directed her eyes to Kyo. "You must be Kyo Sohma."
Kyo grumbled for a minute before deciding to nod in confirmation.
"Yeah why not read my name last…" Kyo said under his breath as he kicked the carpet with the edge of his sneaker. Yuki shot him a deadly look.
"Here are your schedules." Mrs. Hitts placed three sheets of paper neatly on the edge of her desk. "All your class books will be delivered within the month so for now just borrow the classroom copies. The way our classes work here are on an AB schedule. Every other day you have the same four classes. Now I've tried to make your schedules to your liking but just tell me if you need anything to change!"
The three of them nodded, taking their schedules and skimming them over briefly.
"Everybody is in their A1 class right now. Feel free to roam around the campus for a while if you wish but if that's not your cup of tea, I suggest to hurry off to class."
The three nodded once again before Yuki kindly thanked her and then they walked out the door.
"Give me your schedule Tohru." Kyo held out his hand to her as he stared off at a wall.
Tohru's eyes grew wide.
"I said give it."
She let her eyes close as she laughed lightly at his stubborn behavior and handed him her schedule.
He grabbed hers and placed it next to his as he frantically looked over the two sheets.
"Damn it!" he groaned. "We only have one class together! And it's stupid Biology class!" Kyo shoved the paper back into Tohru's small hands.
"Here, let me compare mine," Yuki said as he put his schedule up next to Tohru's. His eyes grew warmer, despite their chilled amethyst hue, as he read over the paper.
"It looks like we have every class together besides Biology."
"Stupid rat…" Kyo mumbled as he fiddled with the edges of his paper.
Yuki disregarded him. "Miss Honda, it appears we have history for our A1 class. Shall we?"
He gestured toward the staircase to their right as he shot her a delicate grin.
Tohru beamed back as she looked up at Yuki. "I suppose we should get going!" She turned toward Kyo. "Bye! See you at lunch, Kyo!"
She waved goodbye to him as her and Yuki waltzed up the stairs, leaving him stranded in the hall.
Kyo sighed heavily and looked down at his schedule. He had Drama class for A1. He twisted his lips and ran a hand through his orangey hair.
After a long five minutes of thinking, he retired and settled on the floor of the hall, leaning his back against the white brick wall and stretching out his long legs, like the cat he was. He pulled out his schedule and began folding up the edges. He had always stunk horribly at origami, but this was a perfect opportunity for practice, no?
Suddenly he felt a something catch on his foot and not a second later, the air was filled with the sound of toppling books.
He heard a mild groan and looked to the floor beside him to see a young girl around his age lying on the floor next to a mess of scattered notebooks.
Her hair fell in waves around her petite shoulders and despite its natural chestnut hue, was choppily layered with thick, blonde highlights.
"Hey, what's the big idea?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted speaking them. She snapped her gaze around so that her aqua-emerald eyes caught his own. With a quick slip of movement, she changed her position so that she held herself in a composed crouch, not breaking their stare once. Her hazel eyes were nothing short of captivating. The apparent presence of curiosity coated her expression as she ogled over Kyo. She lifted a graceful hand and reached toward him tentatively.
His eyes grew slightly as she took a piece of his hair in her hand and twirled it before letting it fall back into its original place. She let her hand travel slightly to the middle of his face where she proceeded to poke him on the tip of his nose.
She drew her hand away, pulled out a lollipop from her pocket and began to suck on it as she studied Kyo's face. She leaned further in so their eyes were about an inch or two apart. He looked into her gaze, entranced. Her eyes were so much more intense up close. Kyo could see the tiny flecks of topaz diffused through her irises and the deep blue chroma that faded into the sharp malachite that centered and slightly frayed around her pupils.
He felt his heartbeat begin to quicken and the blood rushed to his cheeks. He didn't understand any of this, but one thing he knew for certain: If this girl didn't back away soon he might accidentally transform in front of her.