Chapter 1: When We Met
The sky was clear of clouds, exposing its natural blue color to the world. It seems like a typical day for the last month of summer. Birds are hanging on trees that are slowly losing its leaves, singing and chirping out of joy. The hustling and bustling of the city can be heard anywhere you would go. Many people were outside, enjoying the last days of summer before it was over. They didn't want it to end.
However, one girl did want it to end.
Why you might ask? Because it was going to be the start of a brand new life for her. She cheerfully skipped down the sidewalk, greeting strangers for the fun of it. The wind blew her blue hair back, exposing more of her skin to the cool air and hot rays of the sun. She wore a light, pink blouse and a sky blue scarf along with a dark blue skirt. After a while, she turned and passed through the gates, heading towards the massive buildings.
She was going to start her training her to become a better cardfighter. That's what the Foo Fighters did: they recruit people who have potential and train them so their potential reaches even past the limit. After months of playing the waiting game, she had finally gotten a notice saying how they admired her skills and that they would like to see more from her. Sure she was still in middle school but who cares? Sure, it didn't say directly that they accepted her but surely they wanted her to come if they spent so much trouble sending her that letter.
Once she reached the front doors, she stopped and took a look around. 'The architects that were assigned to construct the buildings sure had put it a lot of work into it' she thought. The pathway was just a simple gray cemented walkway. Grass and flowers lined up along the sidewalk, separating each path from each other. Multiple trees and bushes were also planted along the perimeters. Just some of the few that makes this organization so well known.
She was so awestruck by the scene that she did not notice a boy her age standing just a few feet away from her. He was wearing a black trench coat and boots, but the most distinguishing part of him was his crimson hair. She noticed that he had a frustrated look on his face combined with a pout. He seems to be confused. She could hear him talking to himself so she went closer to hear what he was saying.
"Man, it always opens for me. Why won't it open now?" said the boy.
Questioning why the boy was so stupid to not realize that the doors were next to him and he was standing in front of a window, she patted his shoulders to get his attention.
"Um excuse me, but the doors are actually right next to you," she pointed out.
The boy looked confused for a while, moving his head from the doors to the window until he had a look of shock on his face. She expected him to be embarrassed for such a foolish mistake, especially in front of a good-looking girl, but she was wrong. Instead of being flustered, he was laughing.
"Oh man. What a fool am I? Hey, thanks for pointing that out for me. Hope to see you again," he said as he walked through the doors.
"Hey wait!" she said but it was useless as he continued to walk down the hall, pass the reception counter. Not wanting to waste anymore time, she then went inside as well. If the outside was beautiful, then the insides were gorgeous she thought as she was taken aback.
Marble floorings and natural sunlight through the window gave the room a kind of comforting feel to it. The hallway had small benches and painting hung up on the wall. Further down was a staircase that led to even more staircases that seem like it would go up forever. The vanguard circle symbol was painted in the middle of the floor, taking up most of the space. The receptionist desk wasn't fairly large but the woman behind the desk makes it seem as if it is the most important place in the entire building.
Walking up to the desk, she rang the bell, signaling the presence of someone to the woman. She had nice long, curvy auburn hair that shined with the help of the daylight. She wore a purple blouse and long black skirt that reached to her knees. Her glasses hung on the top of her nose as her eyes looked at the joyful girl in front of her.
"May I help you, little girl," the woman asked.
"Uh I'm a new student here," she said.
"Okay then, tell me your first and last name slowly and I'll give you your I.D. card," the woman kindly said.
"Nice. First name Asaka. Last name Narumi." said Asaka.
"Let's see here. Asaka, Asaka, Asaka… Looks like you're not on the list of new students," said the woman.
"WHAT?! What do you mean I'm not on the list? I've got to be on it," Asaka yelled.
"Well I've checked for both your first and last name and none of them showed up so again sorry," said the woman who was losing her patience.
"I just got to be on it. They sent me a letter and everything on how they would want to see more from me. Please can you check again?" pleaded Asaka.
"Look here kid, I have more important matters to attend to other than looking for your name. You're not on it, you're not on it so GET OUT!" yelled the woman.
Asaka looked as if she was about to cry. She fell to her knees and held her hands tightly. Why was this happening? Why did the world have to trick her? What did she do to deserve this? What was she going to do now? Then, footsteps were heard coming through the door. A boy who was also her age was calmly walking towards the desk. He wore a light purple long sleeved polo shirt with a silver button up on top. He wore black skinny jeans with his hands in his pockets. His brown hair was a mess. He opened his eyes to find her on the ground with tears in her eyes.
Asaka noticed that the boy was trying hard not to look at her anymore but failed as his eyes wandered back to her. Guilt overcoming his mind, he bent down on his knees, held her shoulders and looked at her in the eyes. The calmness before was now replaced by worry and tenderness. She was surprised to see him like this, especially since she never met him before.
"What happened to you? Who made you cry?" he asked. Surprisingly, she lunged forward and hugged him, crying all of her tears out on his shirt. All he did was rub her hair gently as she proceeded to pour her heart out on him.
"The receptionist said I wasn't on the list of new students and yelled at me to get out. All of my happiness and waiting, now gone because of a stupid document," she complained to him. New-found anger surged through his body as he stood up and slammed his hands on the desk. Asaka noted that she had caused him to lose his cool, which seems so unnatural for him, she guessed.
"Hey you!" the boy yelled, fully getting the attention of the woman.
"What do you want kid?" the woman rudely asked.
"You couldn't even spare a few minutes just to look for her name. Don't you care about the students who go here? You should be ashamed of yourself," yelled the boy.
"Why should I care? She's not a student here. There's no need to be protective over your girlfriend," retorted the woman. Asaka was blushing madly as she was avoiding looking at the boy, not wanting her imagination to run wild. The boy, however, continued to talk as if it didn't affect him in the slightest.
"How do you know she's not a student here? You didn't even check again to make sure," the boy answered.
"Oh well then, you, sir, are in so much trouble. Tell me your name right now!" yelled the lady.
"Please, don't get him in trouble! It's my fault in the first place for assuming I was a student here but my excitement got the best of me. If anything, punish me instead," Asaka said.
"You! Stay out of this if you know what's good for you! I'll deal with you later," the lady said as she glared down at her.
"Hey! The only one who should get in trouble here is you for not doing your own job properly. And here's my I.D. if you want to know!" interrupted the boy.
"You mean you're the other boy who helped Ren and Tetsu to create the Foo Fighters?!" the lady said, now regretting all that she had said.
"Yeah that's right. I can have you fired in less than 5 minutes so I suggest that you check again for her name," the boy said.
"Yes, of course sir. Right away, sir," the lady said now typing on the keyboard frantically. "Oh Asaka Narumi, here you are, student 3049. Here's your I.D. card and the student handbook. Please have a nice day."
Asaka was simply amazed at the change in her attitude just by the mention of the boy's name. Was he really that well known? If so, then why did he put so much effort into helping a student who he just met? He offered her his hand which she gladly took. He held her hand which caused her to blush and walked her on top of the stairs. He went on the right staircase and took a left to an elevator. He pushed the button and the doors opened. They took a step in and the doors closed behind them, the elevator moving up shortly afterwards.
Asaka quickly jerked her hand away from his and started to look down in embarrassment. The boy sighed and turned to face her. His hands went under her chin and lifted her head up to meet with his eyes. Relief surged through his eyes and she felt it as his hands now began to loosen up.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, again, I can't thank you enough for all that you've done for me," Asaka said, still blushing from their contact.
"That's a relief," he said, now returning back to his cool personality. The tenderness and care in his voice was now gone. Asaka frowned at this but shook it off. The elevator stopped at the 20th floor and the doors slid open. They went out and the boy took a hold of her hands once again and proceeded to lead the way.
They walked for a few minutes down the hall and stopped in front of a pair of huge doors. Voices can be heard behind it, along with the chatter of many other people. The boy opened the door to the opening ceremony for the new school year and class. Asaka smiled knowing that she had now made it. It was a pleasant sight to see the teachers and older members in their uniforms lecturing the crowd about what is to be expected of them and how things worked. She found an opened seat and went for it. She gladly sat down and started to actually listen to what the faculty had to say.
"And that concludes the ceremony for the new class for this year. If you all could kindly stand up and proceed out the doors, you will report to your dorm rooms," said one of the teachers.
Realization hit her that the commotion with the receptionist took so much time that she was late to the orientation. Asaka then remembered the boy that accompanied her and felt a strain of guilt for making him miss out on it too. She immediately stood up and went to look for him. Pushing her way through the crowd, she made her way to the entrance and waited for him there.
The boy, walking alone with his hands in his pockets, came into her view and she ran up to hug him. He was shocked to say the least; what with a girl he just recently met hugging him with such force.
"I'm so sorry for making you miss out on the orientation ceremony. It's my fault you were late. I'll be a burden for you if you continue to be with me so you should just…" Asaka rambled on before a finger was placed on her mouth. She looked to see the boy smiling at her. This confused her.
"Don't worry about. If you didn't remember, I'm friends with the other people who helped to create this place. I know how things go," the boy said. Noticing how Asaka was still not satisfied with his answer, he proceeded.
"If you would like, how about the both of us go up to a teacher later and ask them for help? What do you say?" the boy said.
"Sure! Let's do that right now!" smiled Asaka.
The boy smirked and chuckled at her response. "You know, I have a feeling you and I are going to be best friends," he said.
"I think so too," she replied. Suddenly, the speakers turned on, signaling an announcement.
"Would all the girls please attend to their dorms on the left side of the campus and all the boys to the right? Thank you and if you have any questions, feel free to ask one of the teachers or other students," the speaker said.
"Looks like we have to go. I'll see you later okay?" the boy asked.
"Yes! Bye now!" gleefully said Asaka. She turned away from him and began walking. A strike of remembrance struck her and she quickly turned around back to the boy.
"Oh yeah you know my name but I don't know yours. What is it?" she asked. The boy continued to walk away, acting the cool person he was trying to be.
"It's Kai. Toshiki Kai. You better remember it," Kai said.
"I will! I promise!" Asaka assured.
Kai raised his hand to acknowledge that he heard her and disappeared at a corner. Asaka smiled and went along with the last of the girls to the dorms.
'Toshiki Kai. I have a feeling you're going to be someone special to me. Hope you think of me the same' Asaka thought before going to a group of girls to converse with them.
A/N: Well now, second fic done. It's going to be a multi chaptered one so expect more. Since I'm on a roll for doing uncommon couples, I decided on doing one with Kai and Asaka. Hate it? Love it? I don't really care; just comment what you think in the reviews. Who knows? This story might be the most popular one on the site. Or one of the worst knowing my luck…