TOMODACHI NO I-RO-HA!~
A Hakuouki SSL collab fanfic
By Icchan & Gannello
"No matter what I do, I cannot easily forget. And here again, I start my classes, only to endure the faces I wish not to see once more."
- Aka Shirabuki
PROLOGUE
STORY OF AKA SHIRABUKI
"Hey, wake up! I don't have all day!"
Really now… here I am, sleeping comfortable on a large bed along with my fluffy pillows, and then a beaming voice wakes me up. I didn't do any more dilly-dallying on that and blinked my eyes, but didn't move from my position. I still enjoyed the warmth of the bed itself since it had been cold. I ignored the voice that was keeping me up, since I don't even freaking care. Besides, the bed is still inviting me to sleep, so you can't do anything about it, until…
"Damn you! Stand up!"
BUMP! Somebody pulled the sheets and I stumbled up the same, hitting the floor! "What the!" Looking at the dark man with his loose wavy violet hair made me miserable, and it was too obvious simply because he's too annoyed. He functioned like a working tick – tock clock every morning and it wasn't really good. "Shiranui! How dare you –"
"Beats me." Oh great, he even gave a small grin to that while stiffening up a yawn, only to insult me further. "It's Monday, so you know what I mean." He didn't mind further to that and walked off my room, just like that, not even helping me up and carried along some towels on his shoulder. I glared at him, watching his tattooed arm swing and shift to the side while grabbing something else for his bath time. Did I mention that I got used to this?
The man that served my morning breaker happened to be Shiranui Kyo, and sad to say, he's one of my best friends. How we became friends, you ask? Long story. It so happens that my 'brother' had this guy as a friend or some subject under him and he kind of babysitted me for some time. Still, I never called him brother. He's the worst brother if I did acknowledge him as one.
I live with someone who goes by the name Kazama Chikage as he sort of adopted me like his sister. Good riddens, I love the guy, but I doubt it if he loves me as a sister. Aside from being a blond hair red eyed womanizer, this 'Chikage-nii-sama' of mines happened to be the highest of the Student Council members and on a running All-boys school. I won't object to that – he deserves it anyway.
Because Shiranui kicked me off the bed, I feel disappointed, fixing my hair since it got ruffled many times while I roll unconsciously. Tough it was, but I never cut it. People love my red eyes and my red hair – they're a symbol of terror as I describe, but I don't know with them. Somehow, I got used to it. Without further ado, I walked out of my room, shutting the door and proceeded walking barefoot lazily passing by. I can hear the showers open on one angle, so I am pretty sure that Shiranui's taking a bath.
You might be wondering why I am living with a guy, right? Actually, it's not just the two of us – there's also Tenshi Iyori and Amagiri Kyuujyu. Iyori is a pretty nice and handsome guy, but he's way too possessive. I don't even know why he was chosen to be my future husband – not that I don't like him or anything but I feel shackled more like dying whenever he sticks himself on me. Amagiri is my 'teacher-figure' and like the morning tick tock, he had been tied along with Chikage nii-sama's connections. Looks like the Kazama family is sure filthy rich and pretty strong, huh?
Yes, it was Chikage nii-sama's idea to bundle us up together on one large mansion. We don't even have many maids here – I think only about one or three? The rest were butlers, much to his pride. It started when my parents died, and then the Kazama family who were a close relative had decided to marry me off to the blondie, but he proposed just to treat me as a sister, so I was relieved. I was about seven years old that time, pretty suffering quite a trauma but then recovered. As years passed, I grew up much like a male while hanging out with the big boys. Sometimes I even disguise as one!
I was not fully awake yet, but was well informed that classes start. I started studying at the same school where these boys are, as a sophomore. I managed to survive at least a year while, and it was all good. Just like I mentioned before, it is an All boys school but when a girl by the name Yukimura Chizuru was enrolled, the guys went quite of frenzied and then the president decided to allow girls enrolling. To be honest it was better that way, but I cannot object further to that. Chikage nii-sama and the student council hated it when they see me disguise as a guy… but I don't really know why.
"…" I found myself standing in front of a bathroom door, while yawning slightly as I pressed my fingers and then turned the knob. My visions were slightly hazy and I wasn't that clear yet, so I decided to get inside and then take my shirt off. However, that changed when I heard the shower water still turned on. It only meant one thing to me – someone else is taking a bath. To my surprise, the background of slightly foamy and blurs were actually the cause of the scented shampoo.
"Good morning, Aka."
I gulped with my eyes wide open, not noticing that the raven haired male with a pair of blue icy eyes was washing his hair. Good thing I only saw his bare back and his muscles, while he greeted me with his blank face. He didn't even shout or hid back there when he saw me, like he did it on purpose. With a red face, I shouted. "I-Iyori! Close the door next time!" SLAM! A small huff I did while shutting it again, my face all pushed to embarrassment. I just pretended that I didn't see anything. "… So much for a wake up call." I sighed to myself uncomfortable.
Unlike other girls with the said uniform, I didn't follow the code. The Student council mumbled on me more to that but I don't really mind, because I win, and Chikage nii-sama gives in to what I want most of the time. Dealing with a 'yawning crybaby' made me win most of the time, though I really didn't like the nickname.
Classes were supposedly starting, as I shove my hands on my pockets. I idolized my brother too much I requested for the same white uniform with a little tanginess of my creativity. I scanned most everyone and then spotted some teachers, and a bit of the ruckus parts. The school cannot avoid such people who wanted to show off and somehow avoid the prefect's rules of conduct. Then again, I am one of them, but not most of the time.
"I will meet you later at the office!"
Wow, it's too early and someone's going to get detention already, but…oh god, the dreaded voice… I would never forget that voice. It blanks me most of the time. I wouldn't look forward to him, and before I can turn my head away, he called me.
"Aka, you're supposed to be on class sooner or later."
As much as I don't want to reply, I was forced to. With a monotone approach, I responded not facing back. "Alright Hijikata." Simple and deadly as that, this was somehow a pun towards him. I don't want to talk to him, or see him actually, but then he studies at the same school and he's a highly respected person, the so-called 'demon captain' of our school.
To be honest, I never called him by his last name… it was always Toshizou-san, or any nickname of his first name. It surprised him actually why I called him by that means, and moreover, he and I were close before. He might be quite demonic on some state but he's actually a good person – but I have to avoid him. I don't want to get hurt again… I don't want to see him and Chizuru with the entire lovey – dovey thing. They can have themselves already, but let me slide away from this one out. I can't let my first love see my crying face or hear of the drama I have suffered for almost a year. It's too stupid.
I am moving on to that, being pretty strong, and acting like I never met him. I am mean, yes, in those terms. Why wouldn't I? I was about to confess towards him but he shoves Chizuru's out and then the next thing I knew, they're already a pair. Damn this… it was the first time I cried too. I can't believe that demon president turned out to be my weakness! I didn't open anything about it but only to Shiranui – he's an ass but he's my most trusted friend. So much for that, I suppose, so I keep head on and then walked my feet to my beloved brother's room.
Supposedly I was going to turn my head to that, but then I noticed two familiar figures on the corridor, pasting some notes and then writing some rules again. I guess, they're too desperate to get the attention of the students without brute force, right? I graveled inward to that, knowing that some don't even read. "You're still going on that, Hajime, Kaoru?" I asked, still with my hands shoved on my pockets.
"… Good morning, Aka-chan."
"Of course! Unless if this school mainly enrolled idiots."
Kaoru really made me smile when he said that. He grinned also, knowing what he actually meant. "Fine, if that's what you think." I shrugged my thought to that but didn't forget the greeting of Hajime Saito. Whenever I look at him, I always mistaken him and Iyori as twins – they look so alike except the hairstyle. One time when I have mistaken the guy as Iyori, he went in front of me and scissored his hair just to tell me that they're nothing alike. Cold war but still friends on the other half, I guess? "Good morning too, Hajime-kun. Don't stress out too much." I managed to smile too and gave a polite bow.
"Kazama's on the same seat, you better go there." Kaoru said, his eyes looking at me but then faced back again with the tape. I slightly get irritated when I look at him – after all, he and Chizuru are twins… but this guy is pretty nice towards me so I cannot deny it.
"Right, thank you. Good luck with that." I waved lazy next and continued walking passing through them, while I keep my face head on. For some unknown reason, I touched Hajime's shoulder and then passed by again. "See you this lunch." I reminded him, knowing that I promised to eat along with the prefects for this day and even ignored Shiranui's best friend complex complains for the matter. Without further ado, I still smirked to walk.
My life… changed after that dreaded one year experience. I don't mind being tailed off by a bunch of guys and being mistaken as a lesbian or a flirt simply because they don't know the real me. Go get jealous of me, I don't care and I won't back out, as long as my conscience is clear, and I know what I am doing. My name is Aka Shirabuki, and I welcome myself to a new year, in this school.
I just hope that it's better than the last year.
END OF PROLOGUE: RED PRINCESS, STORY OF AKA SHIRABUKI
Tags: Hakuouki SSL, OC, fanfiction |Writer: Gannello