A/N: This is my first ever Knb not a one shot fic hahaha forgive me for my errors hope you guys will like this, comments are very much appreciated.
Once again, I DO NOT OWN KNB or any of the following that will be revealed in this fic. THIS IS NOT A CROSS OVER. It just so happens that I'm a fan of TUUUUUUUUT AND TUUUUUT. HAHAHA, R &R
In the beginning is the end; In the end Is the new beginning.
-Luther Birnham (Suck it Up)
The sun was shinning so brightly in the early month of April. For some reason, the air feels suspiciously cold as I slowly walk down the entrance of TōōAcademy. It's been four and a half months since I decided to enroll here.
My old school, Ouran Gakuen, was a completely different place, unlike here. The walls are not super high, the gates, or gate, I don't know, maybe let's just settle for gates, since this school is kind of big too.
Okay, the gates were not made of gold railing, with the initials of OHS, (Ouran High School) But this looks decent and clean enough, I'm happy that I made the right choice of enrolling here.
I took one last glance at my uniform. A smile etched into my face as my eyes landed on the black skirt that seems not so short, and not so long. The uniform is also one of the reasons why I enrolled here.
As I entered the gates of TōōAcademy, A man standing at the entrance gave me a wide smile. He looks friendly yet, strict.
Mid forties, black hair, Megane (glasses) black tux with white slim neck tie.
I noted as I try to return the kind gesture.
"Good Morning, Jinjuji Sama, I hope our Academy is to your liking…" He stretched his right hand, signaling for me to take it.
He carefully pulled me towards the entrance as my chauffeur, Yamato, gave the principal a nod. "You may go now, just try not to be seen when you pick me up, ne?" I smiled sweetly as he raised one elegant brow.
"I cannot promise you that, Hime… anyway, I hope you enjoy your day." He handed me my bag and gave one last curt nod to the principal.
"Urahara Sensei, I shall be leaving now." The principal did the same.
A deep sigh escaped my lips as soon as Yamato and that Crystler was gone. I never want to cause any ruckus, but Otoudsama anted me to be showy, I hate him for doing that. I'll tell it to mom later.
"Jinjuji Sama, I shall bring you to your classroom now before you get late," a soft smile escaped his lips as I gave him a surprised look.
"Yes, sir!" It was my first day of class, but seriously, I'm two weeks late. Thanks to my oh so loving mother and father, who took me to Italy for some family bonding time, that I got late.
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As I followed Urahara sensei, I noted t the school was really different from my last school, you see… I'm a transfer second year high school student, and I'm liking what I'm seeing. It's like a breath f fresh air for me.
"Simple, yet… refreshing"
A sudden halt made me almost hit Urahara Sensei.
My heart skipped a beat when I realize that we are finally standing in front of my new classroom.
From outside, I could hear the student's unlimited exchange of banter, the muffled noises made me Nervous. " I can do this… have faith."
"Stay here for a while, I'll be back, I'll just inform your homeroom teacher."
Before I could even utter a word, the principal returned ,signaling me to enter the now, speechless classroom. The noise that was present earlier are replaced with silence.
I gulped as I try moving my left foot, then my right. I'm never good at new crowds, a trait that I do not inherit from my dad. He's lways been an eye cather,everybody like him.
"All or nothing, my sound track for today would be… Basket case, I don't know why…" a soft chuckle left my mouth as I made my way, FINALLY,made my way inside the class room.
2-A, Second year, section one.
"Okay, listen up! Class, we have new student… this is—"
The principal ushered me inside as I slowly walk passed the door.
Their eyes widened, for some reason I cannot comprehend. It's like there's something wrong with my face… or maybe… my hair.
I always get that kind of impression, every single time that I get introduced, you see… I'm a ginger.
"Settle down, I know it's been two weeks since our class started, but I would like all of you to welcome your new classmate," the teacher who has silver hair, actually he kinda looks like Kakashi snsei from Naruto, except for the mask.
Mid twenties, silver hair, chiseled jaw, high cheek bone= A total PLAYBOY
He gave me one of his warmest smiles, the Principal rolled his eyes as the intro ontinues.
"This is taking soo long -_- stop staring," I said to myself as I fiddled the handle of my bag.
Finally, the teacher spoke, and the staring continues. "This is Jinguji Shinji," He comically wrote my name on the black board,just like any typical teacher would do.
I earned an "oooh, and aaaaah," after m name ws announced.
"She's nw here and a tranferri from Ouran Gakuen,"
Another set murmurings echoed insode th room. They immediately earned an annoyed cough from Urahara sensei.
"Treat her nice, be good kids." The principal gave me a reassuring look as he excused himself to leave he class room.
"Okay, that was… weird" the class erupted into fits of laughter s soon as the Principal was out of sight,
"Oh Kami, how long will this introduction thingy last? I just want to sit down."
It seems like my prayesr hs been answered because as soon as I prayed silently,the teacher wrapped up the intro.
"Okay, so… that would be your…" He was about to give me my seat when all of a sudden.
"Ne, ne. Jinguji san, I like your hair!" a random guy classmate aid,out of nowhere, it was immediately followed by another question.
"Is that natural? Why did you transfer here?" I immediately felt kind of relaxed,at least, they don't find,my hair, weird.
"A-anou, it's natural… I transferred because…"
Then,they were all silent. All of them are now staring at me again while waiting or me to utter my answer.
I took a deep breath, "I want something new… I find TōōAcademy, refreshing and beautiful." My lips automatically formed into the most sweet ad breath kingly beautiful smile.
A trait that I inherited both from my Mother and Father,but mostly, my dad Is the culprit.
"Damn, she's so cute!"
"Do you have a boy friend? I can be one!"
"Hey! Not you me!"
And them, it started again. I am never, going to smile like that again. This is so troublesome.
"Okay kids, let's allow Shinji chan to take her seat," he gave me a curt nod. "I'm your home room teacher, Hyuga Narumi." He gave me one of those teen idol smiles and I returned it with a curt nod. I don't want the ruckus to be more active. "You can sit there, right in front of the empty table"
My brow furrowed little, why did he not let me sit beside that pink haired girl? Maybe that seat is taken?
Anyway, I proceeded to my designated area a soon as I gave one last bow.
"Please take good care of me!" Which earned another, ear bleeding "YES WE WILL JINGUJI CHAAAAN!"
My seat was right beside the window, at least I get to see the beautiful garden o TōōAcademy.
As I get lost at the beautiful scenery in front of me, a sudden poke woke me up from my dreamy state.
"Ne ne, Jinguji chan, nice too meet you," the cute pink haired girl, who wares a mint green jacket gave me the warmest smile I've never seen. I like her already. I returned the favor soon as I saw that my classmates are now busy, bugging, Narumi sensei to have an early recess.
"You can call me Momoi, I can see that you're a bit shy though, haha" she blushed a little as she giggles. "Oh, call me Shinji please, I'm happy to meet you too"
I was about to ask her about the empty seat beside her but our teacher for our History subject, I think... made her way inside the classroom, Narumi sensei gave her one of his flirtiest smiles. It doesn't affect the teacher though and it made me and Momoi giggle.
"Okay, I guess it's time for you kids to learn something… that flirt, is he really teaching?" she rolled her eyes soon as Narumi sensei was gone.
"All right, I can see that you have a new classmate, treat her well and don't infect her with your hyper activeness…"
"No fun Fuyumi chan!" one student said as she opened her class record. "Isayama! I will give you a detention f you continue call me like that,"
Momoi handed me a small piece of paper, "Don't wory, we always calls her like that, she's kind too!"
My first day of school was fun, I never thought that I'll immediately have a friend, which is Momoi, but I never got the chance o ask her if these at beside her is taken or not, I really want to seat beside her since she's my new friend.
I immediately fall asleep as soon as I finish answering my assignment. I have a lot of things to do since I'm two weeks late, I should as Momoi if there are projects that I need to pass.
The next day, a lot of my classmates are giving me the weird look again. It's like they've never seen a ginger haired girl. At least, my hair is not blue -_- though my favorite or is blue haha.
As I made my way towards my designated seat, I felt something weird and threatening. Like something bad about to happen. I hate this, I always get the jitters whenever something troublesome Is about to approach, like that one time when I broke into a fight when I was on grade school, man that was hilarious and troublesome too. My mom scolded for punching my classmate, but heck, did it first! That haired munchkin put bubblegum on my hair!
Anyway, as I walk towards my seat, I can see that the empty spot behind me now occupied. And man, the word "occupied "is an understatement. The guy who is now sitting, correction, sleeping to his desk, is quite huge. From a distance, I can see his back, it's like the back of an athlete or something,
His huge arms, serves as his pillow s he continues t sleep like nothing in this world I more important than sleeping.
And then it hit me… I saw a glimpse of his hair as I slowly made my way to my desk. Ao,
A gulp escaped from my throat. Like there's a lump that is stuck there for ages. "Memories of my punching childod came flashing into my mind, I Don't like this"
I slowly pulled my chair, not wanting to wake the sleeping giant, "Momoi, where are you?" I let out a sigh of relief a soon as I'm seated into my very own, designated area.
And then it struck me… I uttered a silent semi curse a soon as my eyes saw that he hem of my skirt got stuck into the surface o my table. "What the ef!"
Sheesh, I said it too loud. I took a glimpse, good thing that didn't wake him up… I think so?
I carefully pulled my skirt but it did nothing. If there's one thing I'm not good at besides sports… it'll be being patient. I'm not that kind girl who often do things calmly, sometimes, desperate time's leads to desperate measures.
I tried pulling and tugging, and basically I got lost from the troublesome state that I am currently in, I impatientely tugged and forcefully pulled my skirt from the side of my desk. I kinda' gathered an audience since I think, I pulled too hard.
As a result, the hard pulling made a loud noise, the table nearly flipped as I continue my game of tag o' war, to the table.
"splitteringbloodytable!" At last, the victory is mine! My eyes glistened with delight as I straighten my skirt. flawless victory...
Everything is going so freakishly good when it struck me…
"Your hair…"
I felt a tugging sensation and it made me gulp. "No no no! Did I woke him up? he won't recognize me, but I can never be wrong, that hair, and that ganguro colored skin!"
Panic
That was all I can think, my mind started to fluctuate, something that do not happen everyday.
The tugging continues, until reaches the ends of my hair. My classmates are just as helpful a me; all they could do is bloody stare!
"It's too bright… and ugly"
That's it! I have had enough, Sorry Mom, but I guess I won't be a girly person this year. This chocolate colored guy is irking me, NO! scratch that,
This chocolate colred guys is irking every bit, every fibre every cell within me.
I do not like this.
There's one thing that I HATE most, it'll be when a person touches my hair and telling me head on that it's too bright and it looks so bloody UGLY!
I immediately stood from my seat, not bothering if a strand got suck in his bloody fingers. "I don't need your opinion, I apologize if woke you up from your unproductive slumber"
I can feel the air and me becoming thick. so thick for my asthmatic self to contain,
that's it…the moment I stood up from my seat to randomly give that blue haired freak, piece of mind , know it is ON! It is officially ON! Holy smokes, I love you Dad and Mom, I hope I had another sibling so that you could love him or her, as much as you love me... and please, Uncle Saotome, on my funeral... please dress as a grim reaper holding scythe and just stand there beside my coffin ."
"NO!" my inner self protested, you must not give up! This show about to start, no BLOODY and full or gore. Teach him a lesson, him who's boss!
I can feel his lazy stare is now turning I a devilish grin. Man, how I like to smack your face with the palm of hand."
"It's hurting y eyes,"
I was about to say something, but the door immediately opened, "Oi Dai kun! You shouldn't scare Shinji chan like that!"
Momoi, who happens t be my first friend… is also a friend of this sicko,-_-
"Shinji… you don't look like a boy to me," He sent one of his evil death glares, and for the nth time all off my classmates' started to say their prayers, I can feel their misery, this hiatus is about to start and I know I just signed a war from this guy.
"Whatever," I immediately turn round, flipping my long ginger locks right in front f him.
"It's still ugly though,"
That moment, I knew, my dream high school life at TōōAcademy, is now buried and long forgotten, adieu my highschool life…
Before anything else, I turn around to face him "It's JIN-GU-JI for you, hmp"
After that moment, I knew… my life in TōōAcademy, will never be the same again.
Ever.
tbc-
A/N: How was it? Sorry if it's kind of short haha J I hope you guys send me reviews and love, I'll update soon if you give me more comments and votes haha, I love Daiki so much that I made him a fic ;) Some characters are about to be revealed so stay tuned ;)
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