A/N: So yeah I started writing this a couple years ago, and...alright I'm telling you guys now, I accidentally threw out my rough copy so i still have half the story to try and remember and type up. Anyways, here's chapter one in Ritsuka's perspective, perspectives will change near half way!

Another day, a different face, in the eyes of my mother. Yet each day was always a hell, one and the

same.

My mother hadn't seen me the same way since that day…The day when my brother Seimei was murdered.

The morning I was supposed to start a new school, I awoke to her deafening screams.

"Who are you? What have you done to the real Ritsuka?" she cried in hope of finding the solution to

a question that will never be answered. There was no use trying to deny anything, she wouldn't

believe me whether I tried or not. I groggily got out of bed. She warily took a step back as if I were a

wild animal ready to rip her to shreds.

"Mother, could you get out? I need to get ready for school…" I said in my usual monotonous tone.

I took a step forward on the hard floor; a move I instantly regretted. She automatically grabbed a vase

from my desk and hurled it at me. It flew by, merely inches from my face, and broke against the wall

behind my bed. I heard heavy footsteps rushing and pounding through the hallway, coming closer and

closer to my room. I knew exactly who it was; my father.

"What the hell is going on?! Ritsuka, are you alright?" he shouted upon entry. I nodded numbly as

tears unwillingly streamed down my face. My father discretely noticed the shattered vase on my bed.

"Misaki, come with me, we'll go down and have breakfast…" he said calmly as he placed his hand on

her shoulder and guided her down the hall. I didn't move a muscle. I came to my senses when I heard

my mother sobbing woefully in the kitchen.

I grabbed my stuff and walked out the back door, as if nothing ever happened. As if my life was

normal. As if a vase hadn't just been thrown at my skull. As if I had a mother who loved and knew

me.

As I trudged near the hill across from the school, I heard the familiar beeping of my cell phone. I

flipped it open to find a text message from my father.

I noticed what happened. I'm so sorry Ritsuka. See the doctor after school. I closed my phone and

heard the distant chiming of a bell.

"Crap! I'm late for class!" I exclaimed as I ran to the school, realizing the bell was a signal for all

students to get to class. My raven-colored hair whipped in my pale face as I scrambled through the

double doors, hastily signing in at the general office. As I signed in, this woman walks into the main

office, staring at me with a piqued interest. It was getting a bit uncomfortable, so I merely trained my

eyes on the sign-in.

"Aoyagi Ritsuka?" she asked me, taking a few steps forward. I looked up at the sound of my name

and saw her staring over me. She looked about in her early twenties. She was tall, slender, and she

even still had her ears! That must have been embarrassing.

"Yes!" I suddenly said, realizing with an embarrassed blush that I took a long time to respond.

"I am Shinonome Hitomi, your new teacher," she said with a cheerful smile.

"Nice to meet you," I mumbled politely. We left the office to walk down numerous hallways and up a

staircase. We stopped after what seemed like an eternity and she opened the large door to my new

classroom. All the students stopped talking and stared at us as we entered the room. I felt the

embarrassment trickle upon my pale face as numerous stares, gazes, and even a few scowls from

some of the boys gazed upon me. We walked to the front of the class and she began to cheerily

introduce me. I tried my best to hide my dark purple eyes and reddened cheeks behind my dark raven

locks. It was working until I was forced to show my eyes as I walked to my seat next to a young girl.

She already looked annoying.

"I'm Tachibana Hana," she said.

"Nice to meet you" I replied, my voice cracking a bit… Wait, voice cracking? I knew I shouldn't have

come today! My eyes began stinging a bit with hot tears. Wait, I'm not crying. Seimei wouldn't want

me to cry. No, I can't be! My eyes were just dry, is all. I stood up feeling very flushed.

"I'm going to the restroom, Shinonome-sensei!" I shouted as I ran out of the class. So much for a

good first impression. All the kids probably thought I was a delinquent who was so horrible, I was

forced to transfer here. Shinonome-sensei was very flustered as if she didn't know what to think as I

ran out of her room.

"Uh…Wait, Ritsuka!" I heard her call after my fleeting form. She ran after me halfway through the

hallway before heaving a sigh of defeat, turning around, and going back to teaching her giggling

students.

end of chapter one