Disclaimer: All of the characters are original, so please ask me before using them in your story.

Warning: This story contains sexual content. If you are under 17 then you are reading at your own risk.

I got inspired to write this story thanks to a dream, and from some pictures. Enjoy!

Chapter One

There was dismal fog everywhere and nothing else. The silence was interrupted by echoing laughter, which was shortly followed by an emerging figure. Her entire being was difficult to see with the exception of her long silky black hair and penetrating crimson eyes. On the female's shoulder was an animal that appeared to be a cat, but it had miniature wings with extended ears. Its entire body was dark with glowing flaxen eyes. The girl was walking closer...Closer...

"Haruki! Yo!" a voice interrupted. The eighteen-year-old boy awoke from the reverie as he immediately rubbed his eyes with his hands. When he opened them he saw someone standing over his form. "Heh. You must have fallen asleep while you were reading." Haruki sat up as he rubbed the back of his head, which was topped with white spiky hair, but contained a glint of light emerald green to it. His hazel eyes were pierce but innocent looking.

"What time is it?" he asked. His attire was moist in cold sweat as he hoped that the partner wouldn't notice. He had on his school uniform, or an ironed pair of gray pants and a white shirt with a contrasting black tie. The top button of the shirt was undone as the top of his thin chest was lightly exposed.

The person that had awoken him was a friend of his, or an eighteen-year-old with blond hair and sapphire eyes. He was wearing an identical uniform, but over the shirt was the typical shaded silver jacket. "It's a few minutes past seven," he answered with a grin. Haruki glanced past him to see the sunlight passing through the library windows.

The room was enormous and filled with bookshelves. There was a staircase to the upper and lower levels. The walls were a shade of maroon with wooden lining. The windows were massive with a length of thirty feet and a width of about ten feet. Each bookshelf contained various books, and some rows had benches in-between. The floors were marble gray, and clean enough that a visitor can see his or her reflection on it. The ceiling was a hundred feet high and a shade of deep purple.

Haruki stood up as he brushed off his pants. He was previously sitting on the floor with a few books around him, or his daily activity before and after school.

"Come on. We'll be late," the male razzed. He stared at Haruki for a while before he raised an eyebrow. "Nervous to see me?"

"N...No..." Haruki blushed. "It wasn't that, Mao." He let out a sigh and stood by the five foot six inch man, in which he was closely the same height.

"Oh, I was about to say, don't waste the passion before Friday," Mao smirked, not knowing what the other teenager really meant. He pivoted and headed for the exit as Haruki picked up one book from the floor and followed him.

They departed from the library and into the hallways of the mansion, or what looked grand enough to be close to a castle from the outside. The entire exterior of the house was made out of scarlet red bricks with wooden doors and window frames. In the back was a pool and a garden. The two boys were outside as they headed to the school building, or the high school that was nearly down the street from the neighborhood.

Haruki loved spending his time outdoors and away from his house because he felt so free and independent. Inside the house he was like royalty being constantly bothered, unless he was in the library. The neighborhood was basically a bunch of trees around each house, and a single road that had a separate circular driveway for each structure. Most of the houses were large like his, but the neighbors rarely visited.

"So did you have fun daydreaming about me during your nap?" Mao joked. One of Haruki's peeves about Mao was how he always pictured Haruki thinking about him in a loving kind of concept, like they were in a relationship together.

"Not really," Haruki honestly replied. They were walking side by side with a few books under their right arms, and the amount of trees was disappearing as they were reaching the school environment, or a bunch of land with a huge high school on it. Haruki disliked sports so he felt like the giant fields with athletic purposes were pointless. He smelled a hint of cut grass as he could hear the lawn mower sounding within the distance.

"Aw. Haruki..." Mao whined. "It was probably that dream again, the one that you never tell me about. Why do you refuse to tell me?" He raised both of his arms as he shrugged his shoulders with a frown on his lit up face.

"Because...Eh..." Haruki suddenly yawned as he covered his mouth with his left hand. His jacket was also under his right arm as he felt it somewhat slipping. The real reason that he didn't share the dream of the girl was because Mao would tease him about it, and plus his father would be highly disappointed in him.

"Here we are. You better tell me next time it happens, or else I'll pound you really hard on Friday," he threatened. They were on the sidewalk as it stopped at the bottom of the stairs to the front of the school. It was a light gray shade on the outside, but the surface of it was smooth. The windows were all shut, and the double doors were a navy blue color. The stairs were also concrete gray. To the side of the path was a set of bushes with various pale flowers. They both could hear the cars rushing by behind them as the road continued forward, broadening as it headed in the opposite direction of their house.

"Fine..." Haruki deeply exhaled. Mao gave him a quick pat on the back with his left hand as he departed from his presence, or headed to the right. Haruki was alone in front of the steps as he slowly made his way up to the door. Once he was inside he went right for his locker.

The school was simple with white walls and teal lockers. The floor was a slippery wood surface, or it had been varnished several times. The doors slid open as each classroom was made to fit around thirty students, and had a desk at the front for the teacher. The boy opened his locker as he put his books into it, and fit himself into the jacket. Once he had that on he shut the door, sauntered down the hall, and into the first classroom on the right.

He usually sat toward the back of the room next to the window, or the perfect spot to daydream without anyone noticing. The unusual thing about this school was that it was all boys, and across the street was an identical school for all girls. Constantly being around boys was rather boring for him.

The students began to fill the room as the teacher stood by the blackboard and wrote words all over it in chalk. Just as the teacher opened up his mouth Haruki felt something vibrate in his right pocket. He pulled out his cell phone as he had just received a text message.

"I forgot to tell you! Remember to go to the market after school. Your father ran out of tomatoes." -Mao

Haruki rolled his eyes as he shut the device, which was slick with navy blue siding and everything else was black. The object rumbled again as he quickly lifted the top hoping that the instructor couldn't see him using it.

"P.S. I hope that you get caught while thinking about me." -Mao

Haruki gritted his teeth in an annoying tone as he shoved the item back into his pant pocket, and let his eyes stare out the window. He could see some students running across the field as they all had athletic uniforms on. Haruki pictured the female as he sensed his surroundings fading away.

Several hours passed as the school day was over, and Haruki was exiting the building. He stopped by the bottom of the steps waiting for Mao, but he wasn't there. The boy waited another several minutes before leaving and following the cars down the road.

The market was very oriental, or open with miniature shops instead of a city-like atmosphere. Each house had a booth in the front and some of them had more products inside of the structure. It was basically a sidewalk going down a hill with shops on each side. There were also some alleys that went into other parts of the town. Haruki made his way down as he passed a fountain, which was a statue of a golden fish squirting water into a pool. Real fish were swimming in it as some of them gave off splashing noises.

Once he reached the vegetable booth that he usually went to he examined a tomato while examining it for a while. The man selling them recognized him as he chuckled.

"Hey Haruki. How was school today?" he wondered. Haruki handed him some money as the man helped him stack several tomatoes into a plastic bag.

"The usual," he mumbled. "Mao's getting worse too." He held the bag with his right hand as he felt the humidity increase from wearing two layers of clothing. He could smell his odor rising from his armpits.

"Again? Ignore him. As for school it's important to get an education. Your father is strict but he knows what's best for you." Haruki shrugged as he let out a weak smile.

"Thanks I guess," he retorted. "I'll see you later." The boy left the shop front as he lowered his head in shame. He sometimes enjoyed school, but the repetitive days seemed overwhelming.

Suddenly, just as he passed a dark alley, he heard the same laughter from the dream. His eyes widened as he looked around imploring for the source, but everyone seemed too busy around him to notice. He saw someone running down the path into the shadows as he decided to pursue after them. "Hey wait!" he hollered.

The bag of tomatoes slowed him down a little, but eventually he made his way into a tiny forest grove, or an area where people could visit when they needed a break from shopping. It was about three hundred feet away from where he started, so no one else was really around. He felt himself panting as he felt his cell phone vibrate again.

"Hey. Hurry up and head home. I have a surprise for you." -Mao

Haruki put away his phone as he checked to see where the individual went. From there it was basically a back view of the buildings with a path going down toward the park. Just as he was about to turn around he bumped into someone. "AHHHH!" The boy fell back as he bruised his head and the tomatoes went rolling onto the ground. Looking up he spotted leggings, a short skirt, and an angry faced girl gazing down at him.

End of Chapter One