This is AU story; a lot of things will be different - including Tsukune and adorable Moka, some will stay the same - Youkai Academy and all other things I deemed unworthy of changing, and quite a few are half-changed. Now, believe me or not, I could use a lot of criticism (cough, cough - reviews - cough), so write away and, more importantly, read. It's good for you. ;]
An Invisible Sleeping Pill: Chapter 1: A Little, Black Book
"Tsukune-san!"
He stopped when her voice reached him. There was no rush.
"Matte, Tsukune-san!"
Finally, they were side by side. Slowly, Aono nodded his head left and greeted her in the usual, indifferent whisper.
"Moka."
She smiled at him.
"We should go," the vampire said, "I don't want to be late for our first day at school!" She skipped happily for a moment and then they begun to walk.
"So, what do you think Youkai Academy will be like? I bet ya' we'll make lots of friends and meet lots of different people, and …"
He tuned her out for a minute or two, knowing too well she'll keep chattering about things he neither wanted to know nor hear. The glass by which she perceived the world around her was slightly underage. In other words, she was awfully immature and her rants took up to ten minutes at times.
Her cheerful tone awakened him - "…ne, Tsukune-san?" Akashiya repeated.
"I wouldn't get my hopes up." Aono's voice was a complete contrast to Moka's, apathetic and cold, quite like calm moments before the storm, bringing doom and chaos.
"Nani? What do you mean?" her head looked up to his.
"You're a vampire." Chills ran down her spine but she held his gaze steadily as his coffee-like orbs calculated her every move. Tsukune was so scary sometimes.
"…So?" Even she was amazed by the courage her question displayed. Rarely, was she acting so boldly against her older brother.
From his pocket, Aono Tsukune pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lightening it with a click of fingers he sighed.
"You'll see Moka, you'll see…"
The pink haired girl became silent. Their eyes met again and this time it was she that spoke.
"You really should -"
"Hmm..." he interrupted her.
He really should quit smoking.
Both were silent again and except deep breaths so often associated with smoking only crows could be heard. Moka knew her brother liked it peaceful when smoking. Tsukune wasn't too fond of noise.
From within the lonely branches of old trees and ancient tombstones a huge building revealed itself, dwarfing any decent sized houses by miles. Made of gray wood it was a magnificent piece of design.
The Youkai Academy was a place that radiated gloominess and darkness.
"Sugoi! Look how big it is!" It was just like Moka imagined. "And the windows and the doors! Look, look!" She squealed in joy and did a pirouette while he watched in amusement. Enthusiasm was contagious and Tsukune found himself tugging lazily behind his hyper friend, a flicker of smile passed on his pale face but as they neared the crowds of people, or rather monsters, a scowl itched onto his lips.
He hated crowds.
"Ano, what are we going to do now?" Moka asked.
Teenaged boy scanned the crowd with his emotionless auburn eyes.
"I think," there, he felt it. Someone was watching him, "I think, you should go to the office."
Her eyes glared at him accusingly and she inquired, "And you?"
"I'll take a detour."
Quickly, before she could stop him he took left, jumping into a horde of second years and so, Tsukune disappeared. Moka watched all that as a shiver passed down her spine.
Maybe it was just the cold. She smiled sadly.
'Take care Tsukune-san.'
Leaning against a tree the gray haired boy continued to read his book. For a second or two his blue eyes examined the group of new students flocking about in search of friends or such. Disdain shined in his eyes and the boy scowled.
Friends.
Books were much more interesting.
Still, he needed to know if anything exciting would happen, if there was at least one person that could provide him with a temporary entertainment. Just as the thought crossed his mind a pink haired girl entered his vision. He looked closer, if only to enjoy her beauty but then she skipped happily and squealed. A silver Rosario bounced of her chest.
A vampire.
The boyish face smirked; the pearl-like teeth formed a cruel grin and the sky-like eyes darkened.
Slightly taller boy walked behind the girl, the pale face cold, the hazel eyes guarded. At the first glance he seemed ordinary and the azure eyes were about to return to the book but an unimaginable happened.
The brown haired boy's head turned and the chocolate eyes locked with his.
A hundred meters away, Tsukune smirked slightly as he stared at the surprised eyes of a student that watched him for quite some time now. His body language, his expression, his eyes all portrayed one thing. Aono Tsukune mouthed it.
Still leaning against the tree, he read the lips of the pale boy.
'I'm better then you.'
The navy eyes returned to the book in his hand and he idly he turned to the next page.
'Oh, this year will be interesting.' Thought Yoshii Kiria.
About three minutes later a small switchblade pierced the air, aimed at Kiria's head. Titling his head he dodged by a millimeters, his eyes never leaving the book.
"You know," Yoshii Kiria begun, "it's not exactly polite to throw knifes at people."
"It's not exactly polite to stare at people, either." answered Tsukune.
Yoshii laughed softly plucking out the switchblade and tossing it back to the newly arrived companion.
"A switchblade?" he asked.
Leaning against a tree, Tsukune caught the blade with practiced ease and declared, "It comes handy at times."
"Aaa… I'm sure it does. Such a powerful weapon – a blade – oh, how can I live without one? "
Silence passed, in which Aono pocketed the black penknife and lightened another fag – unmoved by the sarcasm, while Yoshii flipped to the next page. Kiria's brows shot up at seeing the fire coming out of someone's fingers and he asked, "So you're a fire Youkai, then?"
"Hmm," the brown haired boy agreed, "You?"
"Me? Oh, well… Y' know, a bit of this, a bit of that."
"A Hybrid?"
The older boy furrowed his forehead and countered, "Yeah, a mixture. Why the surprise, oh, the mighty freshman? Never met a crossbreed before?"
Aono Tsukune smirked and gestured to his pocket.
"Just why do you think I use a knife, hmm?"
"Oh, please, do tell, why do you use a blade? Is it because of the great energy it can wield or-"
All the while they were talking, their eyes were searching each other for additional information, a piece of data that could supply either with an advantage if it came to the matters of physical contact. The instant Tsukune turned his head right a sharp intake of breath followed and Kiria stopped his sarcastic charade.
"You… You're a hybrid too?" There, on the pale boy's neck was a bite mark, with two dark red dots on the sickly blue vein.
"Hmm."
"What kind?- wait! It's the girl, right? The vampire one?"
"And, pray, just how do you know she's a vampire?" Kiria started to sweat, noting that things were getting a bit too hot. Nevertheless, he kept his cool and even managed a smirk. The boy in front of him was nothing but that – a boy – even though vampire blood was flowing through his veins, he was still a freshman. A newbie.
"The rosario was a dead give-away. Didn't bother to hide it much, did'ya?"
"Hmm."
"So, y'got any action going over there? Y'know, with the girl. She's quite a looker, and I know, I would've go f-"
"No." A whisper, so cold and unnatural that Kiria would be quite terrified if he was a human. He was quite far from that, though.
"So what's up between you two? Just friends who give each other their blood then? Seeing how common and normal that is." He was being sarcastic again.
"We're on blood sucking terms," seeing how Kiria was about to go into another lengthy speech Tsukune added, "and that's it."
"Oh, I'm sure that's it. But, where are my manners? I-"
The brown haired boy interrupted him, "In the woods?"
It took the older boy a moment to understand what happened but when he did, fake laughter erupted from his mouth, "Oh, the hilarity! The endless mirth! You ought to be a comedian, with such a sense of humor!"
"Hmm. I should." Tsukune stood, unmoved and empathetic like always.
"Well, as I was saying, before someone interrupted me, I have yet to introduce myself. The name's Yoshii Kiria, the greatest crossbreed that stood on this, or any other, planet. And you may be…?"
"Aono Tsukune."
"Ah, what a great pleasure it is. Anyway, we should get going my little fire-vampire. It wouldn't do to be late for the first day at school, would it?"
"Hmm."
Lazily, Both began walking in the direction of Youkai Academy, one reading a book the other enjoying the calm atmosphere.
The ground before the Academy was deserted, excluding few new students that were running chaotically in pursuit of their class.
"Do you' know what your class is, or do I have to baby-sit you to the office as well?"
"3-C."
"Third floor, six door on the left. Now, exusez-moi, my dear fire-vampire, but I've got to get going to my own classroom as well. Bon voyage, then!" The older boy did a mock bow. Tumbled and grabbed the younger boy for support. Straightening up he bowed again, this time without falling over, with a devilish grin.
"Kiria." Tsukune nodded his head in farewell.
Walking up the stairs, Aono Tsukune thought about a lot of things. He mused about violence in Youkai society and about Moka and how she was doing. Opening the doors, he reflected on the first person he met in the Academy – Yoshii Kiria.
Sitting down next to his female friend, he never noticed a small, dark book that darkened his hazel eyes. He smiled gently, completely oblivious of what really happened when Kiria 'stumbled'
'Bon Voyage indeed.'
Kaneshiro Hokuto, a charismatic individual, top student and a leader of Anti-Thesis was slightly disturbed upon seeing his friend, if he could call anyone that, without the little, black book he always carried around and almost always read.
Cleaning his glasses he asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all, in fact," Yoshii Kiria answered smiling creepily, "I think it'll be a very interesting year."
"And just where's your book?"
"Oh, don't worry. A friend o' mine is safekeeping it." It wasn't the almost mad grin that frightened Hokuto. It wasn't the demonic voice in which Kiria said it all. It was the cruel shining of the blue eyes.
Ha, finally finished! Now, you know the drift - review, if you have any questions - ask away, and all that.
With that said, Goodbye and Read you later.