Chapter One: new to the school and Russia san

I was a normal girl in my school in Jersey… Normal in my case, perhaps. I wasn't pretty, or one of those girls that flirt and giggle over guys. No… I was a student that studied… I went to that school to get an education, a life when I grow up. I drew, wrote, and participated in role plays. I took classes of Tae Kwon Do. I had a few friends, a few good friends. I was teased by popular kids, and I was bullied. Did I care?... heck no. I didn't. I was happy how I was. That all changed when my principal sent me to another school who knows where. That all changed… but how?

"State your name."

"Natari Shinigami."

Natari fiddled her fingers as the man behind the desk asked her multiple questions. Figures. A new student at a school has to give her information. She thought as the man wrote down her name. "Date of birth?"

"June 18th, six years before the terror attack at New York, sir." Natari answered. The golden brown haired girl wasn't so fond of giving out her information so easily. She sighed. She really wanted to get out of the office.

"Place of birth?"

"New York." Natari replied. She was proud of being a pure blood Yorker, and not being born in Jersey. She liked New York better than where she lived before coming to the school.

"Territory of?"

Natari's automatic answer was "I'm not a territory." What did the man mean by that? She looked slightly confused, but she shrugged it off.

"Alright, dearheart. You have the choice of three dorms. Dorm numbers 16, 45, and 63. You must have your choice by the end of the say, or else you'll have nowhere to sleep." The man told her, handing her textbooks to her. "Now, your first class is in the North American class. That's two corridors down and the first class on your right. Have fun, young lady! Don't get into trouble!"

Natari wandered up and down the halls, not knowing where she was. She passed the European class, and then the Indian class. Where the heck was the North American class? She was absolutely lost, and she didn't ask for directions?! "Arrrrgggghhh!" she yelled, her aggravation echoing down the hallways. She lowered her head, embarrassed if someone had heard. Stupid, stupid, stupid… she thought, pulling her hair slightly. How could be so dumb, you git?!

"Hey, what's the matter, aru?"

Natari turned to see an awfully cheery boy come towards her, wearing the school uniform and carrying a… Is that a panda?! She thought as she saw the black and white cub in the boy's schoolbag. "Nothing's the matter." she replied shyly. "Just a little lost that's all…"

"Oh, you're lost then aru? Which class are you supposed to go to?" the boy asked cheerfully, making the panda perk its ears and grunt complaint.

"The North American class." she answered, starting to tug her schoolbag strap. "I can't find it…" she started to look around again. "Can you help me?"

"The North American class? Oh, you're going the wrong way, aru! It's that way, aru."

the boy pointed to the right. "Just a few classes down, aru. You can't miss it, aru!"

" T-thanks…" Natari stuttered nervously. She wasn't fond of talking to boys that much. As she turned, the boy coughed.

" Well, aru. The bell doesn't ring in a while, so why don't we chat, aru?" the boy asked, scratching the back of his head. " Russia san and me are hanging out by the teacher's lounge, aru. Why don't you join us?"

Natari blinked. Someone was inviting her?! Her, a nerd, and outcast?! "S-s-sure…why not?" she stammered as the boy took her arm and pulled her away.

"This is Russia san."

At the door to the teacher's lounge, stood a very tall young man. He had a menacing presence that made Natari cower away like a Chihuahua, but he still had a smile plastered onto his face. He had short hair that looked like starlight, and deep purple eyes. The thing that even surprised her more was that he was named Russia. "He-llo?" Natari stuttered. Russia looked down at her and his smile broadened.

"Hi!" Russia greeted. He was just as cheerful as the other, but there was something… dark about him. The other boy stood next to Russia, hands clamped behind his back.

"I'm China. It's very nice to meet you, aru!" the boy introduced himself, bowing. "And what is your name, aru?"

"Natari. Natari Shinigami." she replied, a smile on her face. China smiled as well, but Russia was focused on something else on her. Natari was confused. China was just confused as her.

"Russia san? Russia san!" China prodded his friend, who reached for something in his backpack. In a swift movement, Russia clamped something around her neck, which made Natari yelp in surprise.

"He-hey!! I can't take this off!" she yelled as she tried to rip the collar off. Russia started to laugh, while China looked more surprise by the second.

"That's the point, dearheart! You're my territory now! You can't run away, or else I'll invade your house! You answer to me now!"