A/N- Gravitation doesn't belong to me, but Maiko does and so do all lyrics
in this fic unless stated otherwise.
Summary: AU. Shuichi attends high school.And meets the stoic jerk of the
school. Y/S + Others
Shindo Shuichi skidded to a halt in front of a sickly-peach coloured door just as the bell rang shrilly. A plastic plaque read "Dean's Office". A pale, slender hand reached out for the door handle, stomach fluttering nervously. He didn't want to be here. He should be at his old school, with his old friends and old life.
"Going in?" a female's voice sneered from behind him.
He whirled around to find himself looking down on a short, plump woman in her late 50's. Her bleach-blonde hair was teased and ratted until it looked like a spider's web and her dark eyes were cold and hard. An official-looking manila envelope was tucked under
"Y-yea," he answered, his light tenor voice hesitant.
"Well I don't have all day!"
Shuichi tugged open the heavy door and stepped inside, adjusting his battered black knapsack. The woman pushed past him and tossed the envelope on the blue counter that rose in front of him.
"Um- excuse me," Shuichi said nervously. Another woman was seated behind the counter, looking disinterested. Shuichi held out some papers. "I'm new. My name is-"
"Grade?" the lady interrupted.
"Sophomore."
"MARIA!!" the lady shrieked. "New student!"
"Send him in!" came the curt reply. Shuichi sighed inwardly. He so did not want to be here.
"Go in through that door," he was instructed. He nodded thanks and fixated his eyes on the doorway. Thus missing the feet that were stretched in front of him.
"Sorry!" he muttered as he stumbled, briefly wondering why he was apologizing.
"No big," said a dark female voice, like tinted glass.
He flushed and continued in to the guidance office.
Shuichi exited the office, his mind whirling.
".So have this signed and brought back." the lady at the counter was saying.
"Yea, yea, I know the drill," said a familiar voice. Shuichi recognized it as the girl he had tripped over earlier.
She made it to the door before he did and held it open just long enough for them both to slip through.
"Fucking fags," she muttered to no one in particular, glaring at the paper in her hand.
Shuichi coughed politely and she turned the glare to him. And his pink hair.
She shrugged. "Nice hair," she commented flatly.
"Eh.thanks?" he replied. He hadn't gotten a good look at her before, in the office, but in the early morning sunlight that filtered through the deep green hallways it was easy enough. Her dark hair was streaked through with red, though natural or dyed he couldn't tell. Thick, lush lashes curved over lovely black eyes as she glared down at that stupid paper once more. A white, button-up collared shirt was open to her chest, a black tie hanging loose over it. A short plaid skirt stopped at mid-thigh and fishnets covered the rest of her legs. Heavy black combat boots laced nearly up to her knees and thudded dully on the concrete floor.
"I'm Kokuei," (1) she said after a moment.
Shuichi almost tripped again. "Not your real name, ne?"
She shook her head, dark fringe falling into her kohl-rimmed eyes. "Naw, but that's what everyone calls me. My real name is Maiko."
"Shindou Shuichi," he replied.
"You're a Soph, right?"
He nodded.
"Me too. Welcome to the Hellhole," she said, flinging her arms wide. Shuichi narrowly avoided being impaled by a very sharp looking bracelet. "So what classes you got?"
"Um.0 period is band, then first is Ethics, then Drama, then P.E., then English, lunch, World Civ, Algebra II, Literature, a free period, and ninth is Chemistry," (2) he said reading off the schedule he clutched in his hand.
Maiko nodded. "Well band is the shiz, you'll love it. Ethics is boring as hell but all you have to do is ace the Final and you'll pass. Hm.looks like we have Drama, English, and the free together."
"So why were you in the Dean's office?" Shuichi asked.
Another shrug. "I think I broke some girl's nose."
Shuichi burst into laughter before he could quench it. "You think?"
"Well I didn't hit her that hard, but I did hear something splinter. Got her precious pink blouse all bloody.Such a shame!" Maiko said facetiously.
"What'd she do?"
"She stole my CD player and threw it in the showers. So I threw her in the showers."
Shuichi's violet eyes widened.
"Well, this is my class. See you next period," she said in that dark voice. She vanished into one of the identical peach doors that lined the hallway.
(1)- Kokuei means Dark shadow in Japanese
(2)- In my high school we have 9 periods plus lunch. 0 period is an elective/extracurricular period that goes from 7:15 to 8:00, whereas first period starts at 8:05. Confusing, ne? ^_^
R&R, please!? - Raven
Shindo Shuichi skidded to a halt in front of a sickly-peach coloured door just as the bell rang shrilly. A plastic plaque read "Dean's Office". A pale, slender hand reached out for the door handle, stomach fluttering nervously. He didn't want to be here. He should be at his old school, with his old friends and old life.
"Going in?" a female's voice sneered from behind him.
He whirled around to find himself looking down on a short, plump woman in her late 50's. Her bleach-blonde hair was teased and ratted until it looked like a spider's web and her dark eyes were cold and hard. An official-looking manila envelope was tucked under
"Y-yea," he answered, his light tenor voice hesitant.
"Well I don't have all day!"
Shuichi tugged open the heavy door and stepped inside, adjusting his battered black knapsack. The woman pushed past him and tossed the envelope on the blue counter that rose in front of him.
"Um- excuse me," Shuichi said nervously. Another woman was seated behind the counter, looking disinterested. Shuichi held out some papers. "I'm new. My name is-"
"Grade?" the lady interrupted.
"Sophomore."
"MARIA!!" the lady shrieked. "New student!"
"Send him in!" came the curt reply. Shuichi sighed inwardly. He so did not want to be here.
"Go in through that door," he was instructed. He nodded thanks and fixated his eyes on the doorway. Thus missing the feet that were stretched in front of him.
"Sorry!" he muttered as he stumbled, briefly wondering why he was apologizing.
"No big," said a dark female voice, like tinted glass.
He flushed and continued in to the guidance office.
Shuichi exited the office, his mind whirling.
".So have this signed and brought back." the lady at the counter was saying.
"Yea, yea, I know the drill," said a familiar voice. Shuichi recognized it as the girl he had tripped over earlier.
She made it to the door before he did and held it open just long enough for them both to slip through.
"Fucking fags," she muttered to no one in particular, glaring at the paper in her hand.
Shuichi coughed politely and she turned the glare to him. And his pink hair.
She shrugged. "Nice hair," she commented flatly.
"Eh.thanks?" he replied. He hadn't gotten a good look at her before, in the office, but in the early morning sunlight that filtered through the deep green hallways it was easy enough. Her dark hair was streaked through with red, though natural or dyed he couldn't tell. Thick, lush lashes curved over lovely black eyes as she glared down at that stupid paper once more. A white, button-up collared shirt was open to her chest, a black tie hanging loose over it. A short plaid skirt stopped at mid-thigh and fishnets covered the rest of her legs. Heavy black combat boots laced nearly up to her knees and thudded dully on the concrete floor.
"I'm Kokuei," (1) she said after a moment.
Shuichi almost tripped again. "Not your real name, ne?"
She shook her head, dark fringe falling into her kohl-rimmed eyes. "Naw, but that's what everyone calls me. My real name is Maiko."
"Shindou Shuichi," he replied.
"You're a Soph, right?"
He nodded.
"Me too. Welcome to the Hellhole," she said, flinging her arms wide. Shuichi narrowly avoided being impaled by a very sharp looking bracelet. "So what classes you got?"
"Um.0 period is band, then first is Ethics, then Drama, then P.E., then English, lunch, World Civ, Algebra II, Literature, a free period, and ninth is Chemistry," (2) he said reading off the schedule he clutched in his hand.
Maiko nodded. "Well band is the shiz, you'll love it. Ethics is boring as hell but all you have to do is ace the Final and you'll pass. Hm.looks like we have Drama, English, and the free together."
"So why were you in the Dean's office?" Shuichi asked.
Another shrug. "I think I broke some girl's nose."
Shuichi burst into laughter before he could quench it. "You think?"
"Well I didn't hit her that hard, but I did hear something splinter. Got her precious pink blouse all bloody.Such a shame!" Maiko said facetiously.
"What'd she do?"
"She stole my CD player and threw it in the showers. So I threw her in the showers."
Shuichi's violet eyes widened.
"Well, this is my class. See you next period," she said in that dark voice. She vanished into one of the identical peach doors that lined the hallway.
(1)- Kokuei means Dark shadow in Japanese
(2)- In my high school we have 9 periods plus lunch. 0 period is an elective/extracurricular period that goes from 7:15 to 8:00, whereas first period starts at 8:05. Confusing, ne? ^_^
R&R, please!? - Raven