Disclaimer: Me no own DNAngel, or Bryanna, for that matter. Bryanna owns herself, I own me, my brother owns himself, my mother owns herself, etc, etc. If some characters are OOC, I apologize in advance. This story is basically what happens when Bryanna, my best friend, and I get bored. Hope ya like, leave me a shiny review! --Dark's Angel
Chapter 1:
"MOM!" Erin yelled from her room, glaring in disgust at the school uniform spread out on her bed. It was white with dark red trimming and a skirt to match. This was not her normal daywear.
"Shut up, Erin!" Her older brother growled from his room, buried under his bed sheets.
"David," She shot back, "YOU try getting a look at your new school uniform!" All she got for a reply was a disgruntled groan, but she ignored it anyways. She stormed down the stairs, shoving her brown pit bull puppy out of the way and searching for her mother. "Mom! I am NOT wearing that uniform!" She growled.
Her mother, Kathy, casually came out of the laundry room, folding a towel. "You're going to have to…today's your first day at Azumano High." She pointed out simply. Erin sighed. Her family, as well as her friend Bryanna's, had decided to move to Japan as of late. She wasn't quite sure why, but it must have been a good reason to make her mother move there.
"It looks exactly like the uniforms in DNAngel…" She muttered matter-of-factly. "Okay, FINE…I'm meeting Bryanna there, so no need for a ride." She said a bit louder.
"Are you sure you wanna walk?" Kathy inquired. Erin nodded.
"It'll only take about ten minutes. I'm off." She replied exasperatedly, running back up the stairs to get changed.
Meanwhile…
"YOU EXPECT ME TO WEAR THIS? ARE YOU CRAZY?" Bryanna yelled at the top of her lungs, shoving her new uniform in her mother's face.
"Erin's wearing it." Teriko pointed out, trying to calm her daughter down. "Plus, it isn't that bad."
"Mom….It's a skirt…I don't LIKE skirts…" Bryanna said. She could feel her eye twitching madly.
"Well you don't have a choice, and if you don't get moving you're going to be late on your first day."
"FINE. Why do I get the feeling I'm not going to have a good day today?" Bryanna muttered, stomping off upstairs.
Later…
Erin stood at the Azumano gates, avoiding the gazes of her new peers as she waited for Bryanna. Every now and again she would tug at the hem of her skirt, annoyed by the fact that there were probably boys her age staring at her, which she didn't want because she was convinced she was a horrid-looking person. Then again, she couldn't see if the boys were acting in such a way for she was not looking up.
"C'mon, Bryanna…" She groaned impatiently, bouncing on her toes.
"MRT!" Bryanna yelled, running up and throwing her arms around Erin's neck. Quieter, she said, "Can you believe our uniforms? I hate skirts!"
"I know!" Erin agreed, exasperated. "This is so unbelievably…well, unbelievable!" She smirked. "But it was worth seeing my brother in the male version of the uniform, for sure." She added.
"I bet. What was his reaction to it?" Bryanna asked, smiling and trying to picture Erin's 16-year-old brother in a uniform.
"Excuse me girls," A cool male voice interrupted, "but I think it'd be in your best interests to get to homeroom." Erin growled, rolling her eyes.
"Look you, if we don't listen to rules in America, what makes you think we'd…" She cut herself off mid-rant when she turned to see a boy about their age with icy blue eyes and pale blue hair that fell over his thin-framed glasses.
"Who the heck are you? What makes you think you can tell us what to—" Bryanna started, but Erin cut her off.
"Bryanna, shut up…" She hissed. The boy raised a brow and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
"In any case," He continued as though he'd not been interrupted. "Classes start soon and if you two are new here, then I suggest you hurry." He brushed past the two girls and started towards the school doors, but Erin suddenly reached out and took his arm.
"Hang on!" She stopped him, inwardly wincing. 'I'm so stupid…why did I do that?' She asked herself. The boy looked over his shoulder at her, his icy eyes piercing her hazel ones and sending a chill down her spine.
"What?" He asked quietly, his voice emotionless and cold. She let go of his arm and rubbed the back of her head, messing with her dark brown, boy-short hair.
"Well, see, since we are new here, I was wondering if you might help us find our classes?" She asked hopefully. There was a lengthy pause in which the early morning sun broke over the clouds, its golden rays spilling over to the grounds below and reflecting off the boy's glasses. He pushed them up again as the first bell tolled from the school building.
"Alright…" He gave in at last. "Follow me." He continued his stride into the huge building, Bryanna and Erin following after him.
"By the way," Erin began when they caught up with him, both girls walking side by side and Erin beside him. "I'm…wait…I can do this…I'm, um…" She was having a rather blonde moment, unable to remember her name until Bryanna smacked her in the back of the head with her book bag. "—Erin! Yeah, that's it…and this is my best friend Bryanna." She finally said. The boy smirked, the first emotion she'd seen on his pale features.
"Best friend? Would that be why she just hit you?" He challenged.
"I only hit her because she's being stupid." Bryanna pointed out, smacking Erin again.
"Owww!" Erin whined. She pulled a small book from her bag and went to whack Bryanna with it, but the smaller girl bolted to the other side of their escort. "No fair!" She protested.
"Ha ha!" Bry laughed, poking her tongue out at Erin. She muttered somewhat darkly, rubbing the back of her head.
"Anyway," She went on, "so what's your name?"
The boy stopped walking and opened a classroom door, pushing up his glasses once again. "Satoshi Hiwatari." He replied simply. "This is your homeroom." And with that, he continued on his way down the hall.
"Mrt," Bryanna whispered as soon as he was out of sight. "Why does that name sound familiar? I'm sure I can't have heard it before, but it just sounds so damn familiar!" Erin swallowed as they entered the half-full classroom.
"BB…it's because that was Satoshi from DNAngel." She said, just as quietly. "Either that, or it's one helluva coincidence."
Author: Okay guys, that's chapter one! Lemme know if I should keep posting it, yes? Bryanna and I have gotten up to chapter 8. We write everything down first, and then I usually make the decision as to whether or not it goes online. Here's the deal with Everything You Want: I keep forgetting to bring the notebook with me to school, and whenever I do we can't use the computers. So bear with me, I'm doing my best. This is just to keep ya busy while I try to get off my lazy ass and get the other one done. Read and leave me shiny things, A.K.A reviews. Catch y'all later!
--Dark's Angel