Title: Tears Of An Angel
Author: Noriko Yuki
Summary:A new student at Kirakisho High, said to be a delinquent, appears to be all that Kaitetsu thinks about. And it just so happens that on every class Kaitetsu goes, this kid seems to be in it.
After many tries to find out what Kaitetsu is feeling for this person, he comes to the only solution left, he has to admit that he has fallen in love.
But will Kaitetsu admit his love for the kid, before it's too late?
Characters:
Kaitetsu
Suuiji
Sachiko
Nanako
Kioko
Tsukiyama
Story Start.
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Five o'clock in the Morning was the fate that was made for Kaitetsu, as the alarm clock ringed close to his ears, sending chills down his spine. "Good Morning, Tokyo! Today is a great day to start the morning. Rise and Shine, for all you people who are lazy and are still in bed!" The shrill voice of the woman, Kioko, sounded seconds later, disturbing anyone sleeping in that house.
Kaitetsu groaned loudly, rolled to the side, and thud. His body fell to the floor, tangled in a mass of blankets. "Shit." He cursed, kicking away from the thick blankets, and throwing them in some corner of the room.
He glanced over at the calendar, and sighed. The calendar read, "February 14, 3026". 'Today is Valentines Day' , he thought, groaning in frustruation.
Kaitetsu made his way for the bathroom, grabbing his grey uniform on the way. Stopping in front of the mirror for a second, Kaitetsu used this moment to look at his reflection. Two purple eyes looked back at him.
Long eyelashes were grazing the surface of his eyes, as he continued to blink. A perfect view of himself. Long silvery hair snaked down to his shoulders and a few strands of navy locks just over his small yet perfect ears, swirled around his neck, hanging very close on account of he was sweating just a bit.
A stud earring hung on his left earlobe.It shone blue for a few seconds and went to black, then red, before then returning to blue.
Rosy lips opened a little, as Kaitetsu inspected his perfect white teeth. Smirking, he walked away and made his way to the shower.
Turning on the shower, and waiting for the water to turn warm, he placed his uniform on the sink, and slowly stripped off his shirt. After many tries he finally succeeded on taking it off.
Throwing it in the basket of dirty laundry, just close to the toilet, he bend down and peeled off his socks. He sighed and looked down at his boxers (they were light blue). He hastly shook them off, literally.
They fell to the floor in a heap.
Slowly, Kaitetsu opened the curtain, and stepped inside. The warm jets of water grazed his back, slithering down his backside and legs, and made their way to the shower floor. Kaitetsu quickly grabbed the soap, and started to wash himself.
Minutes passed and he was done. The water washed away the soap on his body, cleaning it. As soon as all the soap was out of his body, he grabbed the shampoo bottle and squeezed a few out.
Kaitetsu placed his fingers on his scalp and started to scrub away, after later rinsing his head to clear it all out. He did the same thing with the conditioner.( I don't wanna go explaining everything off)
Soon after he was done with everything (and washing his face, neck, and...chest...), he stood silently, his thoughts running through his head, and before you know it...
"Hey idiot! Hurry up!!! You've been in the frikin' shower for two frikin' hours! Hurry the damn up before I bust down this door and kick you out myself! You're damn lucky papa and Akiko (their stepmom) aren't up yet." He heard Hideko shout through the door. Hideko banged loudly.
"Open up!!" She shouted.
"Shut up!" She heard Kaitetsu say from the other side of the door. Kaitetsu stepped out of the shower and began to dress himself. Soon later, he was in his usual attire, a grey uniform. He walked to the door barefooted and opened the door. On the other side was a VERY angry Hideko.
"Took you long enough!" She screamed, pointing her finger at him. Kaitetsu smirked, a response to Hideko's statement, "The door was unlocked, you know that, right?", and waited for her reaction.
"WHAT!!!!"
She fumed, her face was beet red, and her hands were balled into fists.
"You mean to tell that after all this time, of banging and shouting, IT WAS OPEN!!!??"She yelled, smoke coming out of her ears (not really. Ha ha). "Duh." Kaitetsu smirked.
"UGH!"
Hideko walked away quickly, smashing and kicking everything close to her.
"What's the commotion?" Akiko said, walking out her and Takuya's (their dad) room. She rubbed her eyes in frustruation,( and lack of sleep) and blinked over at her stepson. "Oh, Hideko is acting like a bitch again, mama." Kaitetsu told her casually.
"Oh." Was all she said before going to the kitchen to start making breakfast. Kaitetsu headed over to his room, dragging his feet. When he reached his room, he put on clean socks, and his shoes, and walked over to the kitchen.
The kitchen was old looking, like something you would see in the magazines of the early ages, somewhere close to early 2000. The oven was old fashioned, it had strange buttons right on top of where the Infuser was supposed to be, and a weird handle to open the door in the front instead of the Voice Command.
The cabinets were wooden, and a mixed color of Indenia and Laxius (this is new time, so Idenia is like a beige color and Laxius is like a brown color), instead of the steel, cold one that other houses have. Actually, the whole house was old fashioned.
Instead of pods, where normal people sleep in, the bedrooms had 'futons', as Akiko called them.
"It's the greatness of the house, that this is how people used to live long ago. It's just this strange aura around, which is why it's still here, not rotting away like other old houses." Akiko would always say whenever the topic was brought up.
The family ate breakfast in silence. Hideko was picking at her food in anger. "Stop that, Deko-chan, before you start stabbing it." Their dad, Takuya, said suddenly.
Hideko stopped. "Gomen, papa." She mumbled, blushing slightly. She hung her head in embarassment. That was the only thing said, as Kaitetsu stood up.
"I'm going to walk to school, alright." He grabbed his bookbag from the sofa, and opened the door. "Later!" He closed the door and started his way to school.
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Kaitetsu slung the bookbag behind his right shoulder. As he walked down the stone street, he spotted a few of his friends. Nanako and Kioko were making out on the wall of a building.
Nanako was holding Kioko by the waist with one hand, and the other behind Kioko's long blond hair. Kioko was giggling madly, smiling at every moment Nanako kissed a ticklish part on her neck.
"Oh stop it!" She shoved Nanako away playfully, laughing, when she spotted Kaitetsu. "Hey Tetsu-chan!!" She waved to Kaitetsu, smiling. Kaitetsu walked over to them, saying, "Hey." And looking over to Nanako.
Nanako's arms were wrapped around Kioko's waist, glaring at him possessively. "Hey yourself." He snapped. Kioko looked hurt. "Oh, Nanako-chan, please be nice!"
She scolded him, crossing her arms, "Or no kissing me or touching any other part of me, for one month!" She looked at Kaitetsu and smiled.
"Ok, Hey Kaitetsu!" Nanako grinned and slapped Kaitetsu's hand (which caused Kaitetsu to smile brightly). He then pouted at Kioko with puppy dog eyes and whimpered. She sighed and rolled her eyes in amusement.
"Alright, I forgive you, baby." She stood on her tips and kissed Nanako on his cheek, and later ruffling his jet black hair. "Thank you." She whispered in his ear, before walking past both boys. "Come on or we'll be late!!" She ran around the corner, with the guys running after her. After a few blocks they finally reached their school.
The school was a third floor building. A giant gold bell hung on a small open building in front of it. Students were piling in, rushing to their homerooms. Nanako, Kaitetsu, and Kioko smiled at each other, before opening the door to the hallway that would soon be filled with running students and squealing schoolgirls.
They walked to their seperate homerooms, as Kaitetsu was a Senior, Nanako was a Junior, and Kioko was a first year Freshman. Kaitetsu was the first to reach his room, and he opened his door slowly.
Everything was quiet. 'No one's here' , he thought in relief. But it was soon over when he spotted a figure sitting in the back of the classroom. 'Gee, must be one of those fangirls of mine' , Kaitetsu looked closely at the person, then walked inside the room.
The person didn't stand up and scream at the top of their voices, filling Kaitetsu with candy and chocolate wishing him a good Valentines Day, or at least anything else. The person didn't even move.
Their heads were hanged low, almost touching the desk with their forehead. Kaitetsu thought the person was sleeping, until he heard a sob coming from them. "Shit." He cursed inside his mind.
He walked over to the person's desk and stood in front of it. "Hey." He said, waiting for the person to response. They didn't even notice him, as they continued crying. He placed a hand on their chin, causing them to freeze up, and lifted it.
Light blue eyes looked back at him. The person was obviously a girl, her blue eyes shined with unshed tears. Her eyes were red and swollen from all her crying and her cheeks were shining in the light from the window outside. Her lips were full and sweet-looking. They were a nice shade of pink.
Her hair was just over her neck, a nice light brown. Locks of brown covered her forehead and part of her eyes, which Kaitetsu brushed away with his middle and index fingers.
"Why were you crying?" He asked in monotone, dazzled by her face. The girl looked away, ashamed. "It's none of your business, you wouldn't understand anyways." She stood up and made to leave, but Kaitetsu grabbed her arm, stopping her. "I want to know." He said simply.
"Why?" The question echoed in his mind. "Why?" He repeated, looking at her eyes. "Because you don't seem like most of the girls in the school. All the other girls would faint by my look.
They would love it to be this close to me as you are, so why aren't you affected? Are you new, or do you see me as a normal person, instead of Kaitetsu Sakamoto, the school's 'prince Adonis'?" He said.
The girl blushed. "Ummm...well." She shuffled her foot, twiddling her fingers nervously.
"I'm a guy."
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"WHAT!!!"
The girls in Kioko's homeroom squealed. "Oh my god!! He's like so hot! His eyes are just to DIE for!"One of them swooned, as another explained the guy. Kioko rolled her eyes, and continued doodling in her notebook.
"He's so amazing!! And they say that he's a Senior, but he's only fifteen!!" Okiko, a brown haired Freshman, explained. "He must be a GENIUS!!" Ritsuko squealed. Kioko looked over at them, and scoffed.
"Will you fangirls please just SHUT UP! I'm trying to do my homework, you know!" Looking down at her doodles, she smirked to herself.
"Just because YOU are too caught up with your little BOYFRIEND, doesn't mean that WE", Okiko pointed to the group of girls. "have to listen to anything you say!" Okiko smirked. "Uh...that didn't make sense at all, Oki-san." One of them said.
"Shut up, you're supposed to be on MY side!" She screamed at them. Then Okiko looked at Kioko. "Got it, bitch?" She mocked at her. "You shouldn't say that Okiko." Saeko warned. Though it was too late.
Kioko's fist made contact with Okiko's jaw, sending her back a few feet, then landing on the floor. Kioko stomped her way to Okiko, who was still on the floor, her teeth clenching.
She grabbed the girl by the shirt, and pulled her up, then slapping her hard. "Shut up, you fat whore!" She threw Okiko to the floor, and was abut to hit her in the ribs when a bunch of the girls (and guys), grabbed her by the arms to stop her from harming Okiko anymore.
"Please stop Kioko-chan!" One of the girls in the back screamed. Kioko calmed down, and slumped her shoulders, still glaring at the body on the floor. Some of the girls pulled Okiko up, and bustled out of the room, and on their way to the infirmary.
"She got what she deserved." Kioko hissed, and made her way to her desk. A small Freshman girl stopped in front of her and looked up at her. "Um, Kioko-san, look." She pointed at the teacher desk.
Mr.Yuki was asleep, leaning on the desk, totally unaware of the fight in the class. The students stared at him in confusement (sweatdrop). "This is going to be a VERY long day." Kioko sighed as she sat back down in her desk, and started doodling again, waiting for the electronic bell to ring.
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Nanako stared at the girl in front of him. "Say what?" Tsukiyama frowned. "It's true. They say that he was a delinquent in his last school, but we don't know yet. After all, you know how fast rumors spread in Kirakisho High."
Nanako grimaced. "This is bad. Are you sure that he is, ummm...soulmate?" He stumbled in his words. Tsukiyama frowned again. "Yes. You know that I am a physic, and also a lover's expert. I am a lover's therapist, right?" He looked at his left.
"It just can't be true. I mean, Kaitetsu's my best friend, even if we don't show it, we can understand each other. He just can't be." He glared at the air, mad at himself, and Kaitetsu.
"He can't help being in love. You just have to accept him and his love choice." Tsukiyama placed a hand on his shoulder.
Nakano stood up from his seat and stepped away. "No! I won't believe it! He can't be! It's disgusting, it's filthy! It's not normal! He just can't be gay!" Nanako screamed, clutching his head. "I HATE HIM!" He kicked over a chair, knocking it over.
The bell suddenly rang, disrupting everyone's thoughts. Nanako grabbed his bookbag and slung it behing his shoulder.
Angrily, he kicked open the door and rushed out of the room. Tsukiyama sighed, following him. 'The poor kid, she thought, living in such a dirty world, not knowing love, just if it's right or wrong.'
Nanako headed for his usual classes, which were Calligraphy, Industrial Reading, and Japanese History. He flung open the door and sat in the back seat, his mind racing with parts of the conversation he just shared with the psychic girl.
"He can't help being in love. You just have to accept him and his love choice."
He thought back to that but shook his head in frustruation. 'I won't believe it, I won't believe this.' He kept thinking, praying in his mind that it was all fake, that Tsukiyama would smile brightly and say "Gotcha!", but nothing came.
'This is life, you gotta face it heads up. "You can't always be looking backward or something will hit you from the front." I think I read that somewhere, but I never understood what it meant until now.'
He sighed.'I guess I just have to accept this...'
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Noriko:Ehh...That's it for now!Please read and review!!And the whole Valentines Day being in February 14 in Tokyo, well, I don't know what real day it is so...Sorry!And I didn't know about japanese school types until Hanakimi pointed it out! I'm a beginner in FanFiction so I'm not that good!laughs sheepishly Later! /I