A/N: Hey, this isn't one of my better fics, I think. Just look at the name. Hopefully, the story is better than the title, because if it isn't, ya'll are in for one bad story. I'm sorry. This story will be either Hatsuharu/Tohru or Kyo/Tohru partially based on the number of votes for each. I've never written Haru/Tohru before, though. Enjoy!
''Class, please welcome the new student, Ms. Tohru Honda, to Shigoshi Prep,'' Mr. Alamain's monotone voice echoed over the silent classroom. ''Welcome, Ms. Tohru Hon-,'' A3 droned as the door opened. Everyone's collective breath caught in their throats as Tohru entered.
A light seemed to radiate around her as she took one step in. The next step exposed her long pale legs. The view stopped at the hem of the short blue skirt that the school required. Boys and girls sighed, both for different reasons. A third step into the classroom revealed the rest of her, clad in a white and blue sailor's shirt and a bright smile. Her slim figure moved gracefully to the front of the classroom, weaving through desks and exposing a good part of her white skin. The males in the class thanked the heavenly beings that the door was at the back of the classroom. Tohru's waist length brown hair contrasted with her sparkling azure eyes, wide with curiosity and innocence. The sapphire hair ribbons wound into her tresses floated around her as her navy blue ballet flats maneuvered their way to the front.
The class was in awe. (A/N: How could you not be with that description? I think I outdid myself that time.) Kyo Sohma merely...smirked. Hatsuharu Sohma remained calm as ever, smiling ever so slightly, like she was a joke. As the girls in the class looked at the two most attractive (and single!) boys in the school, they felt relief that the boys weren't impressed.
When Tohru reached the front, she turned around, gracing them with a ditzy little smile, one that everyone (or almost everyone) would come to know and maybe even love. Kyo leaned back in his seat, giving the girl a quick once-over. He was sure that, behind those big blue peepers of hers, she wasn't as innocent as she portrayed herself to be. At least, he was 99 sure. After all, she even looked to good to be true. And if she was? Well then, Kyo paused, he might have to think on that. His eyes flickered over to the girl's lush pink lips, curved upwards, and he tried to find a shred of mischievousness in them. Cruelty? Anger? Anything? Come on, throw a man a bone. But he couldn't. Which made him more than a little frustrated. He looked over to his cousin, Hatsuharu, who was also watching her intently. Their gazes met, and they exchanged the slightest of nods. Find out.
It was a rare show of acknowledgment towards each other.
Haru surveyed the new girl intently. Her large sky blue gaze caught his violet one, and she smiled tentatively. Haru thought he felt his heart skip a beat. There was no narrowing of the eyes, no flirtatious smirk. How could anyone be that innocent? Especially in high school? He let out a breath. Hmm...curiouser and curiouser.
After what seemed like entirely too long to Mr. Alamain, he coughed and shattered the thick atmosphere in the classroom. ''Well,'' he started, ''would anyone like to be Ms. Honda's guide around school?'' A good number of hands went up, all from the male population of the class. Mr. Alamain sweatdropped. (A/N: Hey, teachers are people too. Or in this case, anime characters.) ''Erm...'' he looked around, trying to spot a face that wasn't too perverted for the innocent young Honda girl. ''Mr. Sohma!'' he exclaimed, calling on the only male besides his cousin that wasn't raising his hand. Kyo and Haru both looked at the teacher, snapping out of their trances. They both looked at Mr. Alamain and then at each other. Mr. Alamain's line of sight fell directly upon Kyo.
''E-eh??!'' Kyo said unsurely, pointing to himself. ''Me?!?!''
The girls in the class practically tripped over themselves trying to kill, or at least maul, the English teacher.
''Can't you see-''
''Sweet Kyo-''
''He doesn't want to-''
''Why the hell are you forcing him, you lamebrain?!?!''
Mr. Alamain twitched. ''Excuse me, ladies... Is that the time? I have to...uh...put some more quarters into the...uh...em...'' He nearly shot out of the classroom, with a few dozen girls behind him as well. Tohru Honda stared nervously at the class, unsure what to do in front of a large group of the opposite sex. Kyo sauntered up to the front, hands in his pocket, getting assaulted by the boys' jeers about how lucky he was, and how he better not play any tricks on that innocent, unsuspecting new girl up there.
''So,'' he smirked at Tohru, ''I'll be your guide for today.'' He watched her intently for any signs of flirtatiousness. A return simper? An arched eyebrow? Again, nothing. She just smiled again, and unconsciously, a piece of his heart seemed to melt.
As did a piece of someone else's heart. Haru's, to be exact. Usually Haru was steadfast in his decisions about women, but he had actually changed his mind, for what seemed like the first time in a couple of years. Maybe Tohru wasn't that bad after all. Maybe.
Squee! How was that? R&R please, or I'll never get the next chapter up before the next month. I need help from the readers too, remember. By the way, this is my second fanfic. Don't be TOO critical.