A/N: Hi all! I checked out a book of mythology from my library and I fell in love with some of the names from Japanese mythology. If any of you are familiar with Japanese mythology and you recognize the names, you might be able to see where this is going. Hopefully though, I will write something that's interesting and not too predictable.
Disclaimer: I own nothing…drawing only from mythology and my own high school experiences to put L and Light through awkward, awful high school times. Poor boys having to endure all the high school drama….yay.
Izanagi High was known for two things. The first, the lack of fighting on campus, was proudly announced by the school. Since the arrival of Dr. Susano, the new guidance counselor, at the beginning of the year, no fights had broken out on campus. The tiny high school had suddenly become internationally recognized for its outstanding record.
The calm, tolerant atmosphere was the reason for the enrollment of a new student halfway through the year. He liked to keep to himself and preferred using his first initial instead of his full first name. L had attended sixteen different schools so far in his three and a half years of high school. He was thin, pale, and had several unusual habits that made him the frequent target of bullying. L's grandfather, Watari, pulled him out of a school as soon as it got to the point that L was being followed home and attacked as soon as he left the house. Watari was a wealthy businessman and could afford to move to a new city whenever L was in danger. He cared only about his grandson's safety.
L arrived on his first day at Izanagi during second period. As he walked towards the registrar's office with Watari, he noticed the boys' soccer team standing in the courtyard, waiting for their bus to take them to a game at another school. Two of the boys were holding hands and no seemed to notice or care. L started feeling optimistic that he might actually survive the rest of the year.
L sat beside Watari in the registrar's office. The registrar cheerfully began entering L's information into the computer, looking for empty spaces in the classes L needed. She remarked once about how many schools L had attended and asked if Watari travelled a lot. Her question was met with silence. Her smile faltered slightly and she quickly returned to her typing.
Watari patter L's knee. "Don't worry. This school will be perfect."
L slouched into the seat, regretting that Watari had forced his to sit normally. "You have said that before," L muttered. "It never works out."
"All done," the registrar chirped as the computer printed out L's class schedule. "Here you go. I'll have Matsuda show you around campus and by then it should be third period and you can just head on to class." She beckoned to a tall boy trying in vain to zip up his jacket.
Matsuda abandoned the jacket half-zipped and hurried over. A tag was clipped to his shirt that read "Student Aide". He beamed at L. "Come on, I'll show you around. It'll be fun."
L cast a wearied glance at Watari and reluctantly got to his feet.
Matsuda set off at a brisk pace through the courtyard. L barely had time to notice that the soccer players had left before Matsuda had snatched his schedule and was heading into a nearby building.
"Okay," Matsuda announced loudly. "This is the Science and Tech building. You have your Advanced Chemistry class with Mr. Baker in room 102. Wow, you must be really smart. I was awful at chemistry."
Before L had a chance to reply or really figure out which classroom was room 102, Matsuda was heading back out the door. "Now, we'll go over to the history building," Matsuda said cheerfully. "You'll have government class over there." He glanced briefly at the schedule. "Oh, and your econ class! I almost forgot about that. Let's go over-"
Matsuda's tour was interrupted by a complaint from unseen student. "Hey, take it easy on the poor kid. It's just his first day and you don't need to be shouting at him and dragging him off like that. "
Matsuda bristled momentarily and then he froze and swallowed uneasily. "Oh no. I know that voice. M-mikami?"
"Of course it is." A tall teen with long hair and dark-rimmed glasses stepped out from behind a tree. "Surprised to see me?"
"Of course I am. How did you find me?"
Mikami sighed. "Matsuda, the whole school knows where you are right now. You're so loud and excited about everything. I heard you shouting and came out to see you."
Matsuda scowled. "You're ditching class?"
"To see my lovely little angel, of course."
Matsuda turned pink. "Mikami, really. You shouldn't say that. You always make me feel awkward and embarrassed in public. I hate that."
"You hate me declaring my love for you? I'm hurt. Really, I am." Mikami dramatically put a hand to his forehead. "I think you need to be convinced that I really do love you."
"N-no, that's okay," Matsuda said hastily. "I believe you." He backed up nervously.
"No, I must convince you. You will submit to my love!"
L raised an eyebrow and looked on indifferently as Matsuda let out a girly shriek and darted away, Mikami chasing after him, declaring his love.
Finally, Mikami had pinned Matsuda into a corner. "There, my love. You will be convinced after I prove my love to you."
Matsuda pushed at him. "Not now," he hissed. "You're interrupting my tour."
Mikami smirked and pressed himself against Matsuda. "Your tour can wait. That poor boy needs a break from that hectic pace you set." He grinned. "Poor little Matsuda. Flustered and sensitive as always."
"S-stop," Matsuda protested. "You're embarrassing me."
Mikami snickered and stepped back, letting Matsuda try to collect his wits.
"S-sorry about that," Matsuda murmured shakily, casting an apologetic glance in L's direction. "I don't know if we'll have time to finish our tour now."
"Here, let me help the kid out." Mikami took L's schedule from Matsuda's hand. He glanced at it briefly and then flipped it over. "See, there's already a map on the back." He pulled a pen out of his pocket. "Okay, I'll label them for you. Here's first period, second period, and etcetera. See, you don't need a tour now." He handed the paper back to L.
L blinked at the numbers Mikami had scribbled next to the drawings of the buildings. "Uh….thanks."
"Eh, don't mention it. You're in all advanced classes so you'd figure it out anyway."
"Wow, all advanced classes." Matsuda whistled appreciatively. "Maybe you'll end up valedictorian."
"He'd have to fight the Yagami kid for it. Speaking of Yagami, you two might actually get along. He's always so serious and grouchy, but maybe you can bond over your love of homework."
The bell rang suddenly, signaling the end of second period.
"Oh, make sure to go to third period now," Matsuda said frantically. "Introduce yourself to your teacher and-"
"Oh, leave him alone," Mikami growled. "You're not his mother. He can handle himself."
As Mikami grabbed Matsuda's arm and started dragging him away, Matsuda was still shouting back to L. "Oh no, I forgot to tell you about your books and the locker system. You'll need to go to…"
At that point, Mikami had dragged Matsuda into the history building and L could no longer hear him. L looked down at his schedule and sighed. At the bottom of the paper it stated, "All new students will report to the Textbook Office during lunch period to pick up their textbooks and they will be assigned a locker at that time."
"This is certainly an interesting school," L murmured. "At least everyone seems friendly so far. I hope it will last. If I'm lucky, this Yagami person will be friendly as well. It will be nice to have some intellectual companionship." L glanced briefly at his map and headed for third period.