"Aleshi! Slow down! We're
not late! We're an hour early for class!" Ginny shouted behind
me.
I grinned. She couldn't keep up.
"I
know, but I want to explore the classroom and get good good seats!"
I responded.
I heard her sigh and giggled silently to myself. We
barely had to dodge anyone, seeing as how we were an hour early, so
running through the small hallway was easy.
I skidded
to a halt in front of the classroom door and caught my breath. I
straightened up then noticed Ginny's reiatsu wasn't there… I
looked around then shrugged it off. Maybe she got lost?
I didn't
mind until I felt an ice cold reiatsu behind me. I shivered and
wrapped my arms around myself.
"Are you going to stand there all
day?" a voice said behind me.
I turned around only to look up
into beautiful aqua colored eyes. My face flushed and my jaw dropped.
Hello handsome…
"I…was…anou…" I stuttered.
The boy
looked at me with a curious expression. His eyes seemed to repeat the
question. I finally came back down from the clouds as I realized my
glasses were getting foggy.
"Ah! Sumimasen!" I shouted,
stepping out of the way and cleaning my glasses.
The boy didn't
respond as he walked past me. He's a strange one….As I watched
him walk past me, I noticed his hair color. It was white. He had
freaking white, spiky hair. Why hadn't I noticed this? Oh, yeah.
His beautiful eyes.
I finally remembered why I was an hour early
to class and plopped down in a seat in the front row.
"You're
a little eager for class, ne?" the boy said.
"Hai! I've
wanted to come here for so long." I replied.
Now
what was I forgetting…? God, I knew this would happ-
"ALESHI!!
WHERE THE H-E- DOUBLE FRICKIN' POCKY STICKS ARE YOU?!"
That's
right…I had a buddy!
"Gomen…GINNY! IN HERE!" I
yelled.
The boy cringed as I yelled. I was very loud
for my size.
Ginny ran through the door panting. She
did not look happy. At all.
"What the heck was that
about?" she asked.
"Nani?" I asked
innocently.
"You left me back there, baka!" she
said, whacking me over the head.
"Itai!" I whined.
I put a hand on the place Ginny whacked as rivers of
tears streamed down my face (anime style people). The boy watched our
bickering with little interest. I stopped my whining long enough for
small talk.
"Oh! Sumimasen! This is my friend Ginny!
Ginny this is…anou…" I tried to introduce.
I forgot to ask
his name! Damn my lack of manners!
"Hitsugaya
Toushirou." He replied, uninterested.
I laughed
nervously. Ginny had stuck her hand out for him to shake, but he
stared off in the opposite direction.
"Ahem." She
said.
He looked over at her then at her hand. He took
it lazily. He was so open to meeting new
people.
"So…Hitsugaya-san…why are you early?"
I asked, attempting small talk.
"I thought I woke up
late this morning so I rushed to get here. Turns out my alarm clock
was fast by
several hours…"he trailed
off.
"Aleshi is to blame for our earliness." Ginny
said, gesturing to me. I hid behind Toushirou.
"She
insisted that we come here early for the best seats in class. I
thought she meant by thirty minutes or so. I was off by another
thirty."
Her last sentence dripped with
disdain as she looked at me. I giggled nervously. I did that a
lot.
"A friend of mine used to do that too."
Toushirou said, "She would wake me up, tell me we were late for
this or that. Turns out we'd be two hours early."
He
smiled a little at the thought, like he was daydreaming. I waved a
hand in front of his face.
"Ooooooohaaaaaayoooooo!
Anyone here?" I teased.
"O-oi! Stop that!" he
said, swatting at my hand.
I smiled a little. He
looked extremely frustrated.
"C'mon,
Hitsugaya-san! Smile again!" I laughed.
He grumbled
something to himself. I caught a couple of words: 'just like her'
and 'great'.
"Just like who?" I asked.
"Gh…no
one." He replied.
"I'm Iwadoshi Aleshi, by the way." I
said.
"You know my name already." Toushirou responded.
I
mimicked Ginny's motion, sticking out my hand and he once again
took it lazily. I fought back the urge to cringe when he took my
hand. His touch was so cold.
Ginny sat down next to me
right as the bell rang. She, Toushirou and I had talked the rest of
the time we waited for class to start. Toushirou had tried to find a
seat away from me, but his search turned up fruitless. Everyone had
avoided me.
Apparently they had already heard about
me. The girl who barely made it into the advanced class. The only
reason they had accepted me, was because of my reiatsu level and I
just barely passed the exams.
I was the weirdo, the
strange one. Already, no one liked me. Oh well. At least I had Ginny.
So, Toushirou sat his happy butt down next to me. He looked very
happy about the situation.
The class started with the usual rules
and crap. 'Don't do this' and 'don't do that.'
BORING.
So, for the first twenty minutes of class, I was happily drawing. A
bad habit I had formed when I was alive. Ginny elbowed me when the
speech was done and I put the sketch pad away.
The strange thing
about me was that I could remember my past life. Ginny and I had both
remembered exactly what had happened to us when we were alive. We
distinctly remember a person in black robes who had slightly spiked
black hair and a sword appear before us and press the hilt of his
sword on our fore heads.
Apparently, no one else
remembered their death or anything from when they were alive. Not
even their birth-day.
Well, okay, Ginny and I didn't
remember that small detail, but everything else we remembered. The
important stuff anyways.
For once, I actually took notes in
class. I really wanted to become a shinigami quickly and get into the
squad of my dreams, Squad Ten. I don't know why I wanted to be in
this squad, I just did. It seemed like a good enough squad. Better
than Two or Eleven.
Especially Eleven. Apparently, my dad, after
he died, did the same thing as me and went to the Shinigami Academy.
He graduated after six years and joined the Eleventh squad. Everyone
thinks I might
end up in that squad as well. I
don't think so. I wasn't going to end up in the Eleventh Squad.
The bell rang and everyone left. Ginny and I took our time
packing up, soaking in the fact we were actually here. It was kinda
cool.
I was extremely excited about our next class. Sword
training. This was gonna be fun. I loved sword play. I hoped everyone
wouldn't think I liked sword play because of my dad. They probably
thought that way.
The teacher was a very large man. Ginny and I
sat together behind the first row. I wanted to sit in the front, but
she had no interest in sword play. She wanted to learn kido. I had no
interest in that kido crap, and probably never will.
Toushirou was
actually in the class too, but he found a seat away from the crazy
girls. He got lucky this time. He might not be so lucky next time. I
would get him into our small group. After all, he was the first
person in this class that spoke to me out of his own will. Sure, it
had been a question and he probably hadn't realized who I was. Oh
well.
Once again, 'don't do this' and 'don't do that'
flooded my ears for the first twenty minutes of class. This time, I
actually paid attention. This was important. If we weren't careful
this time, someone could get hurt.
"I want Aleshi
to fight…Tetsuki!" Sensei yelled.
"Wha…?!
Now?" I asked.
"C'mon. I'll go easy on ya."
A boy said.
He was much taller than myself, had
relatively long black hair that was tipped with green. His eyes were
bright green, and they freaked me out a bit.
"Alright.
Bring it on!"
