Akihiko Tokimori was the legitimate heir of his family. His family was the third family of Kekkaishi. He had ten older brothers but he was the heir. He lived with his father , grandfather and his brothers. He lived on one side of the Sumimura family their middle son was a year younger than him. On the other side of the Sumimura's lived the Yukimura's their daughter was a year older than him both Kekkaishi like him. Both had loving families unlike Akihiko
Akihiko walked in Karasumori Academy favoring his left side and trying to hide his black eye. His orange hair, it was natural so leave him alone, hung low in the front to hide which ever eye he wanted, in the back it was short but curly. He had blue eyes. He was 15 years old and in 9th Grade. He hardly talked to anyone and had no friends. He was always being bullied for his hair which just added to his daily beatings he often had broken bones and bruises and even some scars though he tried his best to hide them. His Houin mark was on his shoulder. He watched Tokine and Yoshimori jumping from roofs on the way to school but kept walking until they suddenly landed on either side of him. He clutched his back pack straps and stared hard at the ground.
"Hey, Aki are you okay?" Tokine asked, "I heard screaming coming from your house last night."
Akihiko blushed but kept control of his voice.
"My grandfather and brother got into a fight last night over me being heir. " he lied. "Don't worry about me."
"Are you sure?" she asked worriedly, "You seem to be favoring your left side today. ..."
"I said, I'm fine!" he yelled and ran off as fast as his hurt leg. He would be healed by second period anyway. That just happened for some reason. He was already feeling better as he ran in the school gates. People looked at him as he passed. Maybe he should dye his hair so they left him alone? He sighed as he got to class. He took his seat and stared out the window. "I hate my life."
it was in the middle of his period right before lunch when Tokine interrupted.
"Oh, I'm sorry." she said, to the teacher. "Aki, you forgot your lunch and I came to give it to you."
The bell rang.
"Class dismissed. "
Aki grabbed his things and went over to her. She handed him a lunch as they walked through the halls.
"thank you, Tokine but I...where did this come from it's not yours is it?" People were watching them. Students and teachers.
"No. " she laughed, "I made it in home ech. Want to eat with me and my friends?"
"I don't want to impose." he was pulled into her classroom and over to a bunch of grouped together desks. "Tokine..."
"Everyone." Tokine said, "This is my neighbor, Akihiko Tokimura. We've been friends since we were really little but he's really shy so ..."
"Th-Thank you for allowing me to eat with you." He bowed deeply. "I greatly appreciate it."
"You're welcome." they replied in shock bowing back.
"Akihiko, come sit by me. " Madoka grabbed his arm and pulled him into a chair beside her. Tokine sweat dropped she should have known better. "Oh, that's the lunch Tokine made..."
"I often forget mine." he lied as he stared at the delicious looking food. He suddenly froze chop sticks halfway to his mouth. Tokine next to him blinked at him. "Yoshimori is coming."
Sure enough the door burst open.
"Is Akihiko Tokimura in here?" he demanded. Everyone pointed in shock to Aki. Yoshimori stomped over. "I tried to give you this this morning!" he snapped setting down a lunch and a container. "My dad sent some left over breakfast and I made some sweets I wanted you try! Eat them!"
Akihiko nodded and Yoshi stomped off.
"He's always so loud." Tokine said as she and Aki began eating their lunches again as if nothing happened. "You don't like sweets do you?"
"No, not really. But he's always trying to get me to eat them..." he suddenly perked a little. He opened the container and held it out to Madoka "eat one of these. Yoshi makes them himself. " she popped one the chocolate balls in her mouth as Aki passed out the others. Tokine got the second to last one. "There. I'll give this one to Osamu."
"Oh, wow these are great!" Madoka squealed loudly. "He makes these all the time?"
Aki ignored her and went back to eating both the lunch and breakfast. He was starving he hadn't eaten in three days do to being punished for not doing well enough in his training. He grabbed the soda Tokine had set in front of him and drank deeply. She watched him with sad eyes and everyone noticed.
"So how old are you, Akihiko?" Kirara asked, "Are you in our year?"
Everyone was shocked when Aki looked up meeting her eyes.
"You don't notice me?" he asked, "I mean before now? " Everyone in the class shook their heads. "I'm 15 and am in the class just down the hall. I've gone here since I started middle school. I went to the same Grade school as Tokine and Yoshi and had lived next to them my whole life. "
"Like wow you really have known each other for years. " Kirara gasped, "Did you ask because of your hair?" Aki nodded, Kirara blushed hand to her cheek. "I think it's kind of cute."
"It's natural. " he told them. "My mother had red hair but I don't remember her that well, my dad has traditional black hair. All my brothers have black hair too."
Aki was confused and full by the time Tokine walked him back to his class room. He knew that Yoshi and Tokine only took care of him or payed attention to him because he was the Tokimura Heir. Because he was the Hazama Heir. He sighed he wished he could have some friends who liked him for him and not because of his family name. He sat back in class and was startled when a boy slammed his hands down on his desk. He blushed and tried to hide it.
"How do you know Yukimura!"
"You mean Tokine?" he asked, "She's my neighbor. We've been friends since we were really little."
"WHAT?!" everyone in class chorused.
'Is she really that popular?' Aki wondered, in his head. 'Everyone's freaking out that a screw up monster like me is friends with her. ...friends ...that's what she called us...I never thought ...no it's just obligation. That's all it is. That's why they are trying to feed me and asking after my wounds. They really don't care.'