This is my first story in english, which is not my language. I hope you'll be able to bear with my english and will like my story. Feel free to comment anything on your mind, criticism is welcome of course.

Here is the first chapter of 'Yakomonogatari'.

EDIT : From chapter 2 onwards, storytelling will be Monogatari style A.K.A Araragi POV (First person) after some feedback, I decided to try it.

23rd February. 6:19 am.

One minute. That was what's separating Araragi Koyomi from waking up this morning. These crucial sixty seconds of sleep may determine whether he will be opening his eyes with a sense of being full of energy or completely deprived of any. This young man wasn't what you would call a morning person, in the first place; that's why this statement is all the more true in his case. By the way, in the Araragi household, two persons couldn't care less about that and those were…

"Nii-chan, it's morning, damn it!"

Araragi Karen.

"You can't sleep anymore, come on!"

Araragi Tsukihi.

His sisters, known as the Fire Sisters at school, were currently yelling at him and energetically shaking his body which was still under a green blanket. Groaning in a weary way, the elder brother was taking his time to open one of his eyes as he was, to his greatest dismay, accustomed to Karen and Tsukihi's way to replace his alarm clock.

"I'm awake now…" said the boy, before adding in a quiet voice a "good night…" that sadly didn't go unnoticed.

"DON'T SLEEP!" were the words they yelled, in unison.

A flurry of punches, eye pokes, and some forceful skin stretching was enough to make him surrender to the fierce sisters he was curs- … blessed with.

"Alright, alright stobbit…?!"

Right when he was about to finish his complaint, and while his mouth was opened to do so, Karen's hand which was going to hit him up some more went into said mouth. He instinctively exerted a soft pressure upon it as she was trying to remove her hand from there. The result was quite peculiar: the pressure was just enough to keep one finger in his mouth. As a baby would do with its mother's teat, or a child with its lollipop, the high-school boy sucked on it with passion.

The alarm clock began to ring, announcing the official beginning of the day for Araragi Koyomi as well as the beginning of a violent moment we should not make a tale of. Let's be considerate towards our younger readers and those with fragile hearts.

Some say the way to school is a warrior's path. Getting up so early that the sun is just about to rise, out in the cold winter weather and charged with heavy books in the bag isn't enjoyable at all to them. Araragi Koyomi is one of them, while Hanekawa Tsubasa isn't. That's the kind of routine she is actually fond of, because it makes her feel the joy of encountering this young man quite often.

One could argue that the way to school isn't supposed to be liked because of who you meet in the morning but to reflect upon oneself during the time it takes to get to school; for example, remembering yesterday's mathematics lesson for the test today. And if there isn't any planned you can't be too sure there won't be a pop quiz, right? If you didn't do your homework, you could be thinking about how you'd try to avoid doing that again. Even if you're a hundred percent aware you're going to ditch homework a few days later for whatever reason fits you and puts your conscience at ease.

Anyways back to the topic at hand.

Hanekawa Tsubasa was looking at Araragi Koyomi's back in front of her. His pace was just as usual, the third year negligently making his way to the entrance of Naoetsu Private High School. It wasn't hard for the class rep to catch up to him and his atypical head mounted by a rebellious strand of hair.

"Good morning, Araragi-kun. What a nice weather we have today."

Araragi turned around and grunted back to her some kind of response.

"What kind of person actually thinks this is a good weather?"

To him, no one would like walking in the cold at this time of the day.

"You're already grumpy so early in the morning, did you get woken up by Karen-chan and Tsukihi-chan?"

His eyebrow twitched, as if annoyed by what he just heard. Reminiscing how he got to open his eyes earlier, and how Hanekawa was always right on the dot made it react in such a way.

"You really know everything, don't you, Hanekawa?"

"I don't know everything. Only what I know."

The usual answer came out of the former glasses wearing girl. Her short hair was once again dyed black to attend to school normally as her… condition now made her have natural silver strands all over her head if she didn't. Araragi sighed.

"If you already knew it, there was no need to apply salt in my wounds. Do you have some kind of fetish consisting in torturing me perhaps…?"

"Who knows… That may be the case." Hanekawa replied with a mischievous grin clearly displaying her playful attitude.

"Give me a break, these two sisters of mine are enough… I'd rather have some comforting character right by me as of now."

"Mhhh…" The short haired girl started to ponder over the matter and kept on after a few seconds. "But then again, there's Senjougahara-san… right?"

She made an act and looked at him with a shy look all over her face, trying to bait him into a seduction play. Needless to say it didn't take more than a second for Araragi Koyomi to get into it when the person he secretly fantasized about would do something like that.

"O-Of course! Even I wouldn't think of betraying Senjougahara's love… right. Yeah. Mh."

An hasty and nervous reply was pronounced, as he was sweating furiously and glancing over her features without a shred of shame. Hanekawa Tsubasa was, indeed, quite the slim and well-endowed girl. This act of hers wasn't even needed to attract the eyes of the young men around her at school or in the streets.

"Eeeh… such a serious and faithful man you are. Good boy, good boy."

She ended up breaking her act and laughing heartily after seeing his reaction when she said her words; his half-opened mouth finally closed as his eyes stopped wandering over her figure and went straight up to look at the tall building in front of them.

"Tsk. Let's get going, the bell is going to ring." With that, Araragi put an end to their friendly moment and incited his class rep to follow him to class.

In the stairway leading to the third floor of the school building, most of the students were already around their classrooms chatting away the last minutes separating them from sitting at their respective desks. Hanekawa's and Araragi's classroom was down the hall so they had to walk some more before reaching it. As they turned around the corner to their destination, someone passed by them. Someone very noticeable. A female student with a stone cold expression over her pale and incredibly beautiful face, she looked like a doll. The thought of the shikigami Ononoki Yotsugi instantly came to be in Araragi's mind while he had his eyes set on her. She didn't resemble her one bit overall; she was a tall girl with long black hair and light brown eyes. In terms of body traits, she was closer to Kanbaru Suruga, the perverted sports girl he often talks to, but her expression was enough to make him think of the green haired and eccentric aberration. She almost seemed like she wasn't human at all.

"H-Hey."

Araragi himself didn't know why he uttered his word. Something compelled him to, something he couldn't quite put his finger on. No matter how hard he tried to come up with an explanation in his mind, nothing would get out of it and it frustrated him. He knew himself very well after all, and it made no sense whatsoever why he would call this girl out. If Oshino Ougi was to say her word, she would probably say something along the lines of "I don't know anything. You are the one who knows, Araragi-senpai." Then again, Araragi wondered why he thought of Ougi right this moment.

"…"

The girl didn't even stop or react in any way, nor did she make her voice heard. She just kept on walking straight, her hair swaying as she pressed on to the staircase. Hanekawa's words made him snap out of it.

"I know what kind of man Araragi-kun is, but even so I think that was inappropriate."

"Eh? What was?" He said, genuinely intrigued by her sentence.

"You looked like you were enchanted by her, even though it was the first time you saw her. You were staring hard at her and tried to engage a conversation out of nowhere. No girl would stop and interact with a person like that."

Her reply made him blink a few times.

"R-Really…? I didn't notice I was staring this hard…"

"Aaaah… Boys will be boys, as they say…"

"Wait Hanekawa. You said that it was the first time I saw her, so… was it the first time you saw her too?"

"Mh? Yes. I knew about her but I didn't see her yet. She just came back to school after studying from home for the past semester. She is a third year like us… Her name is Michiko Yamane if I remember well. With the kanji of 'righteous path' and 'root of the mountain'. She is in a different class though. Hoshina-sensei was saying that to the principal last week, just after having received a call from her parents."

"So it's a bit like what happened with Oikura a few months ago… even if she ended up leaving Naoetsu High."

"That's right. Nothing that tragic was happening for her to be studying at home though. She just had an illness that needed a special kind of treatment that wouldn't allow her to be moving away from her room."

"I see. I guess we should be glad she's here now, that means the treatment went well and she's able to move around again."

The bell rang and announced the beginning of classes. Every student still in the hallway hurried up in their classrooms and so did Araragi and Hanekawa. The class president and the vice-president couldn't come in late after all. They had a role to fulfill, and they made sure they did as much as possible.

In this story, Araragi Koyomi had another role to carry on his shoulders. A role he already fulfilled numerous times in the past year or so. Something that he ended up becoming a vampire from. In other words, it's another story about Araragi Koyomi and aberrations. Even though Oshino Meme was one to say that people would always end up saving themselves without help, he would be the one to save others. Indiscriminately, regardless of the burden it would put upon himself.

"Aberrations tend to have proportionate reasons." Oshino Ougi explained that to him, when he was locked up in a weird disappearing classroom. Araragi Koyomi did not have reasons to save someone in need, and to most people… that in itself is kind of an aberration.

And that's it for this chapter. I hope you can tell me what you think of it, it's a first for me after all and I want to hear if I'm heading in the right direction.