Author: Well, I had this idea running about in my head for a moment now and I originally wrote this as a dream novel but since I'm not sure whether I was accepted yet, I shall post it here first x3

This is a cross-over of sorts, using things that existed in other animes such as Gatekeepers; But characters will most likely be only my OC's and PoT characters.


Gate To The Heart

Chapter 1: Into Her Life

"There is a reason for the unknown."


Ishimaru Kumiko sighed softly as she stood up from her seat and started to slowly pack up her flute. Since she was 4 years old, she was already attending music classes of all sorts, varying from the flute to the guitar and all the way to singing.

Although she wasn't particularly good at certain instruments, she was still recognized for her musical talents at Rikkaidai, particularly with the flute and singing.

Placing the flute gently into its casing, Kumiko locked it in place before lifting the strap to her shoulders and padded softly out into the hallways of the school. It was already after school and although club activities had ended sometime ago, Kumiko decided to stay back a bit to practice a little bit more.

More in fact, she WANTED to stay in school, as long as it meant delaying the time she had to go back home. She didn't remember the last time she saw her parents, Ishimaru Kenichi and Ishimaru Asuka. They left for a 'business trip' or so she was told, a year or so back and that was the last she saw of them ever since.

She had tried numerous times to contact them but their phone lines were always down or they never replied to her mails. She had given up trying to find them after about 2 weeks of trying….it wasn't as if she cared anyway. Kumiko had never been close to her parents as they were always away, and although they showed certain signs that they cared, such as being there for her birthday and such, they did not really had much family moments together.

They were always away.

And she never knew for what reasons. Whenever she asked, they would just smile and tell her that she would find out in the near future….or late, depending on the situation.

And it has been for a year now that they had been away. Kumiko had lived by herself since then, in their mansion. Although there were servants around the house, Kumiko always felt lonely in that house. It wasn't the fact that it is huge and it almost seemed like she was the only one living there. It was just….

"Oi-! Kumiko-chan!"

Kumiko looked up. Kirihara Akaya waved to her from the tennis courts. She hadn't even realized she was already out of the school building and walking by the courts, where her friend and classmate usually practiced after school.

Sometimes Kumiko would wait for Kirihara's practice to end before heading home together or vice versa. Kumiko didn't understand why, but the day she enrolled into Rikkadai a year back, Kirihara had approached her and befriended her.

She had found it weird for she wasn't much of a social person at first glance. The tennis regulars deemed her as shy, for they soon found that she was quite a lively person when familiarized with enough. Although she still wondered at times what made Kirihara approach her in the first place.

Kumiko smiled as she waved back and jogged towards the courts, feelings of dread about heading home gone.

"What's wrong with you? You looked a little out of it there," Akaya asked with an eyebrow raised when she was near enough.

Kumiko shook her head in response. "It's nothing. I was just thinking." She replied with a laugh. "But why are you all still here? Practice ended an hour ago didn't it?"

Marui came up beside the girl, blowing a green bubblegum. "Buchou made us stay back for another hour of training since we have a tournament next week." He sighed. "He works us like dogs."

"There is an 88% chance that Genichirou will make you run an extra 15 laps for saying that, considering that a tournament is coming up next week and slacking off is intolerable at the moment." Renji mentioned.

Akaya and Marui both stiffened in shock for a moment at his sudden appearance. Kumiko released the breath she sucked in from the surprise. "Yanagi-senpai, please don't scare us like that!" She patted her heart wearily.

Renji only smiled in response before an arm snaked its way across Kumiko's shoulders. "And how is my lovely kouhai here doing?" Came Niou's seductive voice right by Kumiko's ears.

Kumiko instantly flushed red as she took a small step back from the Trickster. "N-Niou-senpai!"

Before Niou could comment on her flushed face with any inappropriate remarks, Yagyuu stepped in to save the poor girl from his doubles partner. "Niou, please mind your manners….and your arm."

As Niou was about to make a comeback, the captain of the team, Yukimura, along with Sanada and Jackal approached.

Kumiko instantly turned and bowed in respect to her three seniors. "Yukimura-senpai, Sanada-senpai, Kuwahara-senpai."

A nod from Sanada was her response while Jackal sighed at her formalities. Yukimura chuckled. "I told you many times before Kumiko-chan, you don't have to be so formal with us. We've known each other for at least a year now."

Kumiko only scratched her head in embarrassment. "Sorry. It's habit I suppose."

At that time, Akaya turned to the shorter girl by his side. "So what were you doing here in school? Activities ended an hour ago like you said."

Kumiko laughed uncomfortably. She didn't want to tell them her reason for staying back. It might sound awkward. "Well I just wanted to practice more on that music sheet Yamada-sensei gave us yesterday."

"And practice just ended for us now. Let's go get something to eat!!" Marui piped up, his eyes shining at the thought of food.

Yukimura turned to Sanada. "That sounds good. Care to join us, Sanada?"

Sanada only adjusted his cap before declining. "Iie. It's fine. I have to head home." Was all he said before walking towards the school gate.

Niou hummed in frustration. "Sanada-fukubuchou really has got to lighten up puri."


The group stopped by a small café to grab some food as Marui had suggested. They were starving from practice.

Kumiko spooned a mouthful of strawberry cheesecake ice-cream into her mouth before licking her lips in delight. If there was one thing Kumiko enjoyed other than the performing arts, it would be sweet food.

And this was where she and Marui found common liking between each other. They spent many weekends together just dropping from stores to stalls to cafes just to taste the variety of sweet food they have and making comments on them to each other and sometimes to their friends.

But of course, Kumiko didn't eat as much as Marui did since she didn't have a sport activity to keep her in shape so she made sure she didn't overdose herself in calories.

The lot of them stayed at the café and chatted up a bit before heading their separate ways, although Akaya insisted he walked Kumiko home. Kumiko only accepted without much of a resistance since he did this regularly. Though unknown to her and the other tennis regulars, Akaya had gave a small nod to Marui before walking away with her.

"Thanks for walking me home Akaya." Kumiko smiled to the boy next to her.

He only shrugged and smiled back in response. "It was no problem. Don't want you running into trouble."

The girl raised a questioning eyebrow. "Trouble? Akaya, its only sunset now. Nobody would try to kidnap me in broad light." She told him as she laughed lightly.

The boy shrugged again. Turning to head home, he replied to her softly, "You never know." And with that, he trudged towards his home at a slow pace.

Kumiko only blinked at his retreating figure before waving it off and entering her home.

She never understood what is up with him and his over-protectiveness of her anyway.

And boy, was she ever right that she never understood….


"So she is to take over the organization?" A boy with fiery red eyes questioned. His similarly fiery red hair stood messily on his head, his eyes slightly covered by the untrimmed fringes.

A man sitting in a chair nodded. He had dark shoulder length hair which parted at the left side. He had his hands propped on the table in front of him, with his chin resting on them. Black gloves adorned his hands whilst a large black coat covered his green shirt underneath. His black boots were covered by his baggy black pants.

"But Amon, she's just a kid!" The same boy exclaimed.

A pop sounded beside him. "And so are you."

"Shut up Marui! I'm still older than you." The red eyed boy yelled.

"Heeh~ So you're older than us. By what? 2 years? 3 years? Still not legal yet." Another voice chimed up from beside Marui.

"What did you say Kirihara?!" This time, the red eyed boy's anger was turned towards the green eyed boy instead while Marui just continued chewing his gum.

A softer, much more polite voice cut in just as Kirihara was about to receive a punch to the face. "Please calm down, Takibi-senpai!" A hand reached out and grasped Takibi Hotaru's shoulders and pulled him back from Kirihara who stood there glaring at Takibi.

"Ootori! Why did you stop me?! That brat deserves a punch or two!!" Takibi exclaimed to the taller boy by his side who still had a hold on him.

Ootori Choutarou only rubbed his neck while chuckling nervously. "We're in headquarters now so…"

"It would be best if you behaved and controlled yourself, Takibi." Amon spoke up after remaining silent for the most part. Takibi looked at Amon before pulling himself free from Choutarou roughly.

"Che."

Kirihara snickered quietly at his defeated 'senior'. Takibi was 3 years older than him and 2 years older than Marui. Although the both of them didn't have much respect for him, they still had to address him with the proper honorific of senpai although they did not attend the same school. That's just the way this organization works.

Amon rubbed his temple as he felt a headache approaching him. "As I was saying-"

He was cut off when there was a sudden snore in the room. All eyes turned to the source of the sound and found a boy sleeping in the corner by one of the many control panels in the room.

Amon sighed in frustration as Ootori quickly made his way over to his sleeping senior. Shaking him lightly, Ootori called him in an attempt to wake him up. "Jirou-senpai, wake up!" In response, his hand was swatted away by the Sleeping Beauty of Hyotei.

Ootori tried again. This time, Jirou turned over in his sleep and continued snoring.

Ootori despaired at his senpai's antics. Here they were in an important meeting with the current leader of the organization and at least 10 other important members and his senpai decided to sleep of all things!

In tennis practice it was fine since Atobe-senpai allows him to but here…

Jirou suddenly jolted up wide awake and jumped to his feet while fanning one leg. "Ow!Ow!Ow!Ow! Hooot!"

Ootori looked to his left and saw Takibi there with his arms crossed and smirking at Jirou. He then looked over to Ootori. "Well, he's awake now so there's no problem."

Ootori sighed. It was organization rules that they do not use their powers against each other but seeing as Jirou was up and mostly unharmed….he supposed it was fine.

As Ootori took his place next to a certain brown haired boy, Jirou finally cooled his leg enough for him to stand properly. Amon coughed softly before looking at Jirou sternly. "Next time, do not sleep during meeting hours, or any working hours for that matter seeing as our schedule is spontaneous."

Jirou only nodded in response as he stretched and let out a yawn. Akaya grimaced at the boy. 'Lucky Amon-san isn't like Sanada-fukubuchou or we'll be doing god knows what kind of punishment….' He thought to himself. Usually, Jirou would be hopping about in joy over the presence of Marui but since they were constantly in contact due to being in the same organization, Jirou hardly jump in joy at the sight of Marui anymore...unless it was during a tennis match of course.

"Back to the topic. As I mentioned, she is going to take over SM-J as soon as she is ready." Amon briefed to the boys standing in front of him and several other people scattered across the room.

Amon raised a hand as Takibi was about to protest, signalling that he kept quiet. "True, she may be young but so are most of you here. So I do not see much of a problem."

"But our roles are completely different. We only do the field work while she is going to be running the whole Solomon branch of Japan." A boy with blue hair spoke up this time.

Takibi took this chance to protest again. "Yea! And clearly field work is much easier than running a whole organization such as this!! And it also means we have to take orders from someone younger than us!!"

"What? Is that hurting your pride?" Marui mocked with an eyebrow raised in amusement as he blew another bubble.

Takibi glared at him but remained silent.

"I know this is sudden, but it was in the will of Kenichi-sama and Asuka-sama." Amon spoke up solemnly.

The whole room suddenly fell silent upon the mention of their former leaders.

"Being their only child, it is natural she would be the heir to this organization whether Kenichi-sama and Asuka-sama wills it to or not. But Takibi, I think you are jumping to too many conclusions." Amon looked at Takibi, his face nothing but serious. "You have yet to meet the girl and here you are already calling her incapable. And yet, Marui and Kirihara, who are quite familiar with her, believes that she is capable. Even Ootori and Jirou who only met her several times find her suitable to the position."

Takibi looked away and murmured something inaudible.

"And I'm sure you find her capable as well?" Amon turned to another boy with a smile plastered across his face.

The boy smiled. "Yes. I find her rather exquisite and believe she will do her parents proud."

The blue haired boy from before spoke up. "Sure you guys are not just saying that because you are acquainted with her?"

The smiling boy previously turned to him. "Believe me Kurin-san. I do not simply back people up just because they are my friends. Rather, I back them up if I find them worthy of it."

Kurin turned towards the front of the room again. "Whatever you say….Fuji."

"Well then, the best way to clear all the doubts we have here is to get to know her of course. As she is still unawares of our existence and will be pretty much novice when she starts out, I hope that those of you who still have doubts about her give her a chance. You cannot after all judge a book by its cover and its first few chapters."

The people in the room all gave their nods to their leader.

Amon then stood up, clapping his hands together. "Very well then. Tomorrow, we shall introduce ourselves to her, shall we not?"

The group of boys chimed a 'Yes' in unison before all their eyes turned to the large screen behind Amon.

On the screen, the profile and several pictures of a girl was laid out.

The very same girl who is currently loathing the existence of her parents and their wealth.

Ishimaru Kumiko's smiling face stared back at the boys from the screen.


Lol weird story. Reviews?