"Yukio-san," one of the girls was saying to the young exorcist. "Would you like to walk with us?"
"I need to go find my brother," Yukio lied. "Thank you for the offer."
As he walks away the three girls were saying how polite he was. Or commenting on how he was such a nice sibling. He smirked, a little entertained how those girls are so clueless.
He then noticed the new girl, Hikari Mori, in the fountain. Her shoes were taken off and she was looking through the water.
Yukio has always thought that she was odd. Instead of wearing a girl's uniform, she had a boy's, with a black pleated miniskirt. She had two piercings on each ear. Her long black hair was tied to a pony tail. Hikari's skin was pale and flawless. The really surprising thing when you look at her was her eyes. She had Heterochromia, one eye was blue and the other was green.
Next to Hikari's things were wet books and a wet back pack. She finally got another book from the water. She had solemn expression on her face. She sets the book along with the others and sits down on the ledge.
"What happened?" Yukio asked.
"Oh, some snobby girls just threw my backpack in the fountain," she answered.
"I would offer my help, but I don't know what to do to help," he replied.
"Just knowing that you're willing to is really nice," Hikari said. "I'm going to class with all my things soaked, nice meeting you…"
"Yukio Okumura," he finished.
"Hikari or you can call me Kari, if you want," she introduced. "Nice meeting you, Yukio."
She grabs her things and jogs away. His next class was life science. He was taking the course since it was practically medicine making with raw materials. Those three girls were there from earlier. How did they know I signed up for this course? Yukio knew that they couldn't have just coincidently took the same class.
"Sorry grandma, here are the things you needed," a girl's voice said from the doorway. It was Hikari, carrying little bottles and setting them on the table.
"Just set them down and start it for me, I'll need to instruct," Miss Mori said. "Okay, my name is Hinata Mori; you will be calling me Miss Mori, or Mori-sempai. An instruction list is right next to your ingredients. On this first day, I want to know how good you pay attention to instructions."
"What are we making?" one of the students asked.
"These are like energy balls, like tea rolled up into…" she made a little hand gesture to finish her sentence.
Once the class was done, they were ordered to leave what they made on their counters. Hikari was getting her things, still wet, when the bell rang.
"See you later grandma," she said, walking out the door. "How do you like my grandmother's class so far?"
"It's okay," he replied, not wanting to go into detail.
"She picks up the pace very quickly, she's been teaching me all these things since I've lived with her," Hikari added. She smiles, a smile that Yukio found cute. He could feel some heat rushing to his cheeks.
"You're saying your grandma is a hard teacher," Yukio cleared up.
"Yes, she's still bugging me about stuff after I memorized all the books that have all of the recipes by heart!" she complains.
"Hikari Mori," a man with a shaved head said. He wore a black suit and white shirt, with a black tie. He had sunglasses, so he looked like that guy from hit man. The man handed her something wrapped in vinyl.
"Who's it from?" she asked.
"Your father," the man answered as he walked away.
"I'm going home, nice to meet you Yukio," Hikari said, leaving.
HIKARI'S POV
I couldn't believe my father remembered my birthday. He left me when I was born but has been trying to contact me for years. I've always ignored his letters; I didn't want anything to do with him. On my sixteenth birthday is the first time he sent something.
Once I got to my dorm, where it's just me, I unwrapped the vinyl. I was surprised to see what he sent me. It was a sheathed purple katana. Life has been shed for the famous demon-slayer sword I was holding: Raven-brand.
I took out my other sword, Bahatmut, and compared it to Raven-brand. They were the same, except for the color of the sheath. I took out my katana case, meant for two katanas, and put my two swords in them. I just couldn't leave one of the most valuable swords in Japan.
I set down things on the table, hoping they would dry. My notes from other classes had to be recopied into new notebook, since most of the letters smudge. When I was done, I grabbed my new carry on and attached it to my waist. It dangles and hits my butt, but I didn't care. I have ADHD, so I try to occupy myself with a lot of things. Walking usually helps since I think about everything.
As I walked along the grassy area, there was a black cat with what looked like a smile. I could sense it was a demon, just like me. Do you have any food? I went over to the nearest vendor and got two ice cream cones. I gave one to the cat.
Thank you lady! It was delighted to have the treat. I smiled, noticing how the little demon is sweet and nice while the girls from earlier got all of my things wet.
"Hey look, new girl made a new friend," the girls said teasing. I never knew their names, since I never had any classes with them.
"Aya, she is just sad, nothing else in her life but a little ugly cat," she said to the one who began talking to me.
The demon cat seemed agitated with the girls surrounding her. Do you want me to tear them to shreds nice lady? I shook my head and petted its fur.
"Mimi, she's quiet because she knows it's true," another said.
"Sakura, she just knows that she'll always have that cat instead of a human being," replied one. I grabbed the hilt of my sword, I wanted to hurt them really badly, but my morals stopped me. I was used to hunting down demons, but humans were too easy, I would've won. Also, they really had nothing going for them except money.
"Come here Blackie," a voice said from behind the girls. Rin give the nice lady money, she gave me food! The boy had navy blue eyes and similar color hair. His ears were slightly pointed and he had a red case on his back. Behind him was Yukio.
"Yukio-san, this is your cat?" the girl, I'm assuming Sakura, asked.
"Of course it is, it's such a pretty cat," the other, Aya, added. Two faced wench! I couldn't help smirking at Blackie's comment.
"What are you laughing at loner?" Mimi questioned me. "This girl was calling your cat ugly."
"Why don't we ask the cat?" I retorted. I smiled a playful smile. I knew she would think I'm crazy, but the blue haired boy should know what Blackie was trying to say.
"Don't be ridiculous, it's a cat," Aya said.
"Whatever, bye Yukio, see you whenever," I replied waving as I walked away. The girls didn't expect me to know him, since their faces were in awe.
THIRD POV
"How do you know that girl, Yukio?" Rin asked.
"I found her looking in a fountain for her things, some girls threw it in there," he answered. "She understood Blackie."
"Do you think it's a gift, or she's a demon?" his brother added. Yukio wouldn't think about Hikari like that. Even though her appearance looked dark from her clothes, she was somehow radiant and bright. Just like her name implies.
"Could be," he said. Yukio kept thinking about it. Hikari smiles as if her day couldn't have gotten worse, but he could feel it did. He knew those girls were bullying her, yet she smiles.
"Oh, and Black was saying how she bought her ice cream and petted him real nicely," Rin continued.
"I heard him," Yukio said.
"I keep forgetting about you being a demon now," he replied.
Yukio sat on his bed quietly. He couldn't get Hikari and her face out of his head. Rin looks at his younger brother. He knew it wasn't like Yukio to just sit there, he was usually doing something.
"Do you like her?" Rin asked.
"Who?" Yukio countered.
"That girl-"Hikari-" the one that Blackie is fond of," he cleared up. Rin saw his brothers cheeks turn pink and then crimson. "You should tell her, she seems like a nice person."
"I…Do… Rin, just let me handle this please," Yukio replied, conflicted.
"I was just trying to help my little brother out," he replied.
"Thank you for your concern, nii-san," his little brother added and lay down on his bed quietly.
HIKARI'S POV
The night of my birthday, I had a bad feeling about something. I opened my window to let a nice cool breeze in. I felt like someone is supposed to come. I wished I was wrong.
My father was demon, not sure what kind, and I'm pretty sure he had other children besides me. One of those other children has come to visit me. It was Cato. He looks like me, but a boy and very muscular.
"Hey there little sis, "he began. "Been having a nice birthday?"
"It was okay," I replied. I grabbed the hilt of Raven-Brand and Bahamut. "What do you want?"
"I can't wish you a happy birthday anymore?" he asked. Cato then giggles, as if what he said was clever. "To tell you the truth, I came here for Raven-Brand."
"What would a demon want with a demon slaying blade?" I questioned. He chuckles again.
"Says you?" Cato replied. "If you haven't been noticing, your human qualities are being taken over by demon ones. Soon, you'll be just like me."
"Even if it does come to that, I won't be as putrid as you," I retorted.
"You should give me that sword before it costs someone's life," he said. "I'll be back, and you better be ready to give me Raven-Brand."
Cato leaves in the shadows. I close the window after him, sighing. What should I do? Who could I turn to? I had to face it alone, much like most of my childhood.