Welcome people, to my first ever D. Fanfic. All together, this is my SECOND EVER Fan fiction that I've ever written. Recently, I have developed a strong liking for yaoi and shounen-ai. 'Guess I'm just a natural born yaoi fan girl or something 'cuz I just can't get enough of it.

Anyway, it's a DarkxDaisuke Ficcie so if you don't like it go away. For all of those who DO like DarkxDai, please read and review. ^^

Disclaimer: As Usual, I don't own any of the characters or D.. They all belong to our beloved Yukiru Sugisaki.

Welcome to my world: Chapter One.

"Good morning class!" The teacher sang to the class. "If you would all take your seats, I have something very exciting to tell you!" She finished, slamming the register onto the front desk. The students of Azumano Private School took their seats whilst discussing what this exciting thing could be.

Azumano Private School was, as most could tell by the name, was a private institution for learning specially formed for the students with the highest calibre in Japan. However, the rules of this school were quite different from most others. The most distinct differences were these:

.Students that were admitted to Azumano P.S had to have a special skill and they had to excel in this area. (A/N: Art or Science maybe)

.Students had a choice in what they wanted to study. (A/N: Excluding their 'skill'. They had to study that.)

Another main difference was that age was of no concern. Children from the age of 12 and above could be entered into this school. The faculty believed that an earlier age could make it easier to 'hone' those skills. And for this, a student had to feel comfortable in an environment such as this so uniform was abolished and freedom in clothing was allowed. Back to the story.

After the rustling of people taking their seats, the teacher took attendance. "Saehara?"

"Here."

"Mio Hio?"

"I'm so Here!"

"Daisuke Niwa?"

After a short silence, she looked up at said student with an irritated look. The boy sitting at his desk, face in his folded arms and music could be heard from the headphones he was wearing. Sighing, she signed him in with a swift tick. "Well, at least he's here this time." She continued to grumble as she finished ticking off the rest of the class. "Right, kids! The news you have all been waiting for!"

Once again, the murmuring came to an audible level and the students began chattering. "Everybody hold on to your seats because we have a new student!" She cheered. The entire class let out a scream of excitement and instantaneously, a hubbub of noise broke out.

"I hope they're good looking." A random girl squealed. Saehara growled and rolled his eyes.

"Is that all you girls think about? I hope they're into reporting!" He struck a pose and the surrounding students inched away from him. "What?" he asked.

"Like they would be interested in reporting Takeshi! They'd probably be more interested in the popular crowd, like with Risa and co." Another girl hissed. The rest of the class continued to ramble on about this new student, except for one. Daisuke just closed his eyes and turned his music up and pulling his hat down over his eyes.

Daisuke Niwa was what you could call a 'social recluse'. He voluntarily removed himself from social groups at Azumano and society in general. He much preferred to be alone. He just found trusting people to be near impossible. Nestling his face in his arms once again, he frowned. Just as long as this 'new student' stays away from me.

"And without further ado, I give you, Dark Mousy!"

The classroom door rattle open and a tall figure stepped in. Immediately, all the girls started to squeal.

"Oh my gosh!"

"He's so cute"

"Better than any of the boys here!"

Dark looked around the classroom with a mild sense of interest. This was his first time at a Japanese school, and so far, it wasn't too different from the schools he used to attend. The teachers looked normal enough, minus the hyperactivity though he thought. The students also seemed to be what you would expect to find. A mix of average looking kids and then a small handful of 'uniques'. And then of course, there were the fangirls. Eyeing the room, Dark easily picked out the giggly girls and made a mental note to avoid them at all costs. Finishing his scan of the room, his eyes landed on a figure at the back desk of the room. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the figure was lying against the desk almost as if he was sleeping. Hmmm...Can't quite think of the category he belongs to.

The teacher pulled dark out of his thoughts by introducing him to the class.

" From what i've been told, it seem s that Dark has come to japan fron America." The class guffawed and scrutinized the dark haired teen. The teacher continued to tell the class few facts about their new transfer student. Whilst this went on, Dark's mind was in a whirl of thoughts. What on earth is she saying? I understand a FEW words but that many? Jeez! A major problem that Dark has encountered since his move to Japan, was the language. He'd never been able to pick it up easily.

Turning towards the teen, teacher spoke to him in shaky english. "Please...Introduce youreself to class. After..i...give your seat." Dark nodded and stepped forewards. I guess that they aren't good at english either. He bowed and introduced himself in a surprisingly smooth tone.

"Watashi wa Dark mousy. Yoroshiku." Straightening up, he saw that the 'fangirls' were squealing at his accent..or so he could tell from their yakking. Looking towards the class 'sensei', he smiled to show that he was finished.

Scouting the room, she noticed that the students took up more seats than she originally thought. There was only two seats spare. One was by the class angel, Risa Harada and the other was by the 'child in black' Daisuke niwa. Motioning towards the spare seats the teacher implied that he may choose where to sit.

Trudging up the aisles he spotted the first spare seat. It's neighbour was a girl with a deep chocolate hair colour and a pair of hazel eyes. He would've chosen to sit there if it wasnt for the fact that she was constantly fiddling with her hair and sending him winks and batting her eyes. Mentaly shuddering, he quickly made his way to the next possible seat. It was by that dozy redhead he'd spotted earlier. Oh. This one doesn't seem so bad. He thought as he took his seat. He glanced back at that dark haired girl and smirked lightly, seeing that she had an annoyed pout on her thin lips.

Well. That's my first chapter! Please tell me what you think! I know that Risa sounds a bit like a whore, but i really hate her. I'll probs make her even more evil in the next chappie!

Another thing. Im torn between calling 'the teacher' Mrs Towa or Mrs Freedert. Please tell me which you prefer and she will be named in the next chapter ^^. I also adore our little Daisuke in black and dark clothes. So cute when he's depressed so this story is great for me! Please R+R!!

Chappy-pyon ( I much preffer 'Red-Feathers' or 'Penna') XXX