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The Devil Himself

Miyabigaoka High. One of the most elite schools in Japan. Miyabigaoka was home to extremely rich families and then some. The then some would be Mizushima Tsuikiko. If you're wondering how she got into this snotty school then she may as well shout in your ear canal with a megaphone screaming: "SCHOLARSHIP." She's worked her ass off to get into this school, including all-nighters, being a world class kiss up, numerous detentions from annoying her teachers with extra credit, and much, much more. Tsuikiko was top of her class for all of middle school which gained her the opportunity to get into what ever school she wanted. And she wanted Miyabigoak…badly. She had applied as a first year, but there was no spots available for an extra admission. She's almost one hundred percent sure than someone bought her spot. The reason she wanted to come to this school was not to be friends with the rich kids, but to work with them. All major companies turn to Miyabigaoka for students willing to take on an internship. It didn't matter what your grades were, if you became friends with someone of a mega cooperation, you were set. But, unfortunately for Tsukiko, she has no idea who goes to this school. There hasn't been much improvements to that statement. As a second year, everyone has been grouped into their respective friend circles and she's still wandering around looking for a place. Don't get her wrong, she have friends in class and stuff but she wouldn't hang out with them outside of school. Another unsuccessful day has come to a close as Tsuikiko shuffled out the main building.

"Hey, Maki," the president called out, "find out who she is." Igarashi Tora was watching the students file out of the campus when someone caught his eye. He leaned up against the window and watching her zoom through the gates.

Tsuikiko pushed her key into the lock with little grace and stepped into her empty apartment. She flipped the light switch and plopped her bag onto the table. She sighed. "If I graduate without getting an offer, I swear I will slit my throat," Tsuikiko mumbled. She turned on the T.V. while making her way to the creme velvet couch.

"The Igarashis have now monopolized the entire vehicle industry in a matter of months, buying out almost ever single manufacture in the the Northern Hemisphere. We have head of the Igarashi family, Nobutaka Igarashi, commenting on his wild achievement.

"I believe that our work is not finished yet," he began, "our success does not have a limit and will keep growing as the days go by. The Igarashis will not be satisfied until we conquer everything." You could she the sheer lust for power gleaming off his golden eyes. He didn't just need the power, he survived off of it. He survived off of it so much that he ate it for breakfast.

Tsuikiko reached for the remote to change the channel, when a familiar face came on. "Oh. My. God." She could recognize the elegant, but strong, features anywhere. His eyes were piercing into the camera, as if taunting the audience to challenge his family. She awed him. She was stunned. She knew Igarashi Tora.

Tsuikiko walked to school with some conservation. She never put any thought into the way that she walked or the way she held her self but today was different. The urge to impress was bubbling up from some unknown origin. She casually looked around and found no sight of the boy she saw the night before. Mood deflating, she headed to the lockers.

"I wonder who she's looking for." Tora was still observing her from his office perched above the school. He picked the file up off the desk. "Hm, Tsuikiko Mizushima. 16 years old, 5'4, 106 lbs, dark brown hair, ice blue eyes, lives at Izumi Heights- Apartment 206, top of the class, and a spotless record." He looked up at Maki with confusion. "Why is there nothing under family or relations?"

Maki cocked his head to the side and softly said, "It seems to be that there are no records of her anywhere. I do apologize."

"Maki, you've known me long enough that you need to check everything, right?" His brows angled in confusion.

Maki continued, "I've checked hospital, dental, motorcycle insurance, her apartment agency, but it appears that everything has been paid off as confidential." Tora began to pull his wallet out of his slacks. "Keep your money, Tora. I've already tried."

"How much money could she had paid them that they would reject an Igarashi?!" Tora was dumbfounded. He was able to get on any other girl he was interested in, but not her. He cooled. Tora said in a calmed voice, "Fine. I'll just have to do it myself." He smirked and left the room.

Tsuikiko looked up from her Phycology textbook right when a boy with blonde hair and eyes to match waltzed into the classroom. He tapped on the teachers desk, turning his gaze in her direction. She straightened up I little higher and looked back down to her textbook. I shadow casted over her spread out worksheets. She turned her head towards the president. He crouched down so that he was at eye level with her. "Hello, Miss Mizushima," he picked up her hand that wasn't holding a pencil and placed a gentle kiss on her knuckles, "I was sent to retrieve you on the Headmaster's account, so if you will, please follow me." Tsuikiko knew right then and there that he played every girl like this. She took her time closing and arranging the papers crowding her desk. Tora's eyebrow twitched with annoyance. He could tell she was testing him. "It is very urgent, Miss Mizushima," he said with a smile. She got up and without a word or glance towards him, walked out of the classroom. The cold glares of her female classmates pounded against her back. Tora gave a small bow to the class and another to the teacher. "I'm sorry to disturb your studies," he apologized and followed his new target. She walked in the opposite direction of the Headmaster's office and most importantly Tora's office. With a smirk, Tora called in Tsuikiko's direction, "Wrong way, idiot." Tsuikiko cam ego a came to a halt. She wanted a moment before she turned to face him. When he did, she was hit with his mischievous eye. She walked right past him, wordless as before. He grinned. "I made it clear that I was to escort you, Miss Mizushima," he said the name with a sort of mockery that could not be pin pointed to one syllable. She turned to face him. He had expected her to apologize or even come to him and hold him, but she stayed the same distance and made to effort to move her body or her mouth. What didn't surprise him was the absence of all of his expectations, but the absence of emotion in her eye. He grabbed her wrist in one fluent movement and pinned her against the wall. "You don't want to start that attitude with me," he whispered. She, quite frankly didn't give a shit.

She slipped out of his grasp with no struggle and continued walking towards the office. "Escort me then," she said it without turning around. She didn't like him and he liked that. It was something about participating in a ride that would soon turn into a roller coaster that made him follow her.

A.N.

I'd like to thank you all for reading the first chapter of my new story The Devil Himself . I noticed the lack of stories that had Tora as a main character and decided the best course of action was to write my own. I hope that you guys will continue reading my story and write reviews. The story will only get better with reader's criticism! I'm open to any ideas and plot twists that you guy may have in mind. This story will definitely have major character development and romance. There is a couple more key characters that I haven't introduced yet so read on. Updates at least every week!