First Nabari no Ou fanfiction ever, so cut me a bit of slack perhaps? There might be some OOCness hidden around there, but I will try to be as accurate with the characters as I possibly can.
Story is set in an alternate universe.
Pairing: Yoite x Miharu, mostly. I don't own either of them. The only thing I own is my personal, created character.
Credit for this story's idea goes completely to my friend, Alice [ who's name isn't really Alice, but I call her that anyhow ].
First day of school. No big surprise here, right? Everyone went through it every year once they were old enough. New places, new faces, new buildings.. the whole nine yards.
That usual pounding in your heart every time you took a step through the corridor filled with chit-chattering kids that never seemed to take a chance to breathe merely because they found out about a juicy gossip of the local kid that set a car on fire.
But who's to say it won't be a good year? Each one is different; each one brings new surprises, new subjects, new topics, new everything that would make your head spin.
Then why wasn't it interesting for this particular individual? Miharu Rokujou. Just your typical, ordinary, mellow, calm boy who mainly desired to keep his business his and his alone. Ignoring the giggling girls, the overly boisterous kids that just squawked and rampaged all the way off to their classrooms once the bell resounded through the inside of the building they were currently in. Echoes of doors opening and shutting, seats being taken.. but none were taken into his consideration.
The raven haired male merely closed his eyes, heaving out a sigh as a pale hand reached to fasten the strap of his dark olive colored backpack.
Finally halting in front of a particular door way, head drifted inches back to have emerald pools lock onto a small sign that hung onto a metal ornament that read 6 - 2. So. This was it.
Nothing he couldn't handle. Another sigh was heaved out of his system as he canted his head back into place; reaching over, rolling the door to a part just when the teacher inside began to explain to his class that there would be a new student attending their school year and they should all welcome him. Welcome him? Hah. He wouldn't even pay attention to them, let alone become acquaintances with any. So why should they even bother to begin with?
Lowering his head, the youth closed the door behind him.. knowing for a well known fact that all eyes had already fallen straight onto him the minute he set foot inside that classroom. The teacher continued.. not like he had anything better to do. He seemed to be those types of teachers that just sit back in their chair during an exam, whip out a daily newspaper and just fall asleep on the job. Easy teaching, easy pay, easy life.
" Ah, there you are. " the man began, " this is Miharu Rokujou, class. I expect you all to be nice. "
Raising his head, eyes scanning the contents of the place they were stationed. History class, was it? It should be.. since the walls where completely over run by maps and different, tattered, old pictures that seemed to be a century old with yellow tape that probably had seen better days.
" I hope we can have a nice year together. " A smile. A charming smile was given, almost having those over dramatic sparkles shimmering in the background that made any girl fall head over heels. Of course.. these girls were shallow.. so anything that was the opposite sex was a perfect target for them.
The class was filled with mostly girls, boys.. seemed to be scarce. And the few that were left weren't exactly interesting to begin with. Not like he would end up showing interest to any of them any time soon. This was going to be a piece of cake. If you don't exist in anyone else's life- they won't invade yours. Simple task.
There was only one catch.
A catch that would probably turn his normal, ordinary life inside out. Completely.
Short, yes. This we know. But is it worth continuing? R&R, please. Suggestions are also welcome, so don't be afraid to through your ideas out there. They will be well appreciated.