Okay so I have had this fanfic idea for awhile now, and I am finally writing this, well typing… Anyway this is going to be a school/ friendship/ minor romance/ drama (if you consider this drama). But please don't let this turn you off from the fic just read and enjoy.

September 6th (last day of summer vacation) 7:00a.m.

It is the last day of summer and I am making my final preparations before entering my new school.

Tomorrow is my first day at the academy of Dissidia. It is a prestigious school that only accepts the best of the best, a haven for top students. Not only is it top tier, but also very luxurious with a beautiful campus.

I will be a freshman, so I want to put up a good impression.

Wish me luck. I'll do my best.

Iruto age 17.

I am walking through the town shopping district. I'm dressed casually in a pair of baggy jeans, a plain white t-shirt, and a green military styled jacket. It's cloudy and looks like it's about to rain. The air is cool but the heat from the hustle and bustle of people in the crowded shopping district gives me a warm feeling.

I' m walking towards the store for uniform apparel. As I walk up the three steps leading to the glass double doors the door unexpectedly swings out and slams smack into the middle of my face. I topple down the steps and the world goes blurry. The next thing I know is that there are two figures leaning over me.

"This is your entire fault Reno."

"Wha- my fault, listen Rude, if you hadn't chewed me out about how I screwed up on this lead then maybe I would have seen the guy."

I groan as I finally come to. This catches the attention of the two men in front of me.

The one on my left is a bald man with dark skin and dark shades; he's wearing a navy blue suit. The one on my right has light skin, red hair with goggles on his head, he is also wearing a suit but his coat is unbuttoned.

I attempt to get up but the bald one offers me his hand. I presume his name is Rude because the other one is fuming. Reno the guy with red hair cools off and inspects my face. He even shifts my bangs out of the way to inspect my forehead.

"I don't see any bumps, cuts, or bruises." He says affirmatively. "Can you walk?"

I let go of Rude's hand; he has been holding on to me the entire time, with my right hand in his and his left hand on my waist. It's a little weird and I feel slightly uncomfortable. I take a few steps forward, "Yeah I'm fine." They nod to each other and begin to leave. "Sorry about that, yo. Later dude." Reno says with a wave, and he and Rude leave me standing there.

I enter the building to pick up my school uniform.

It is now two in the afternoon and I'm feeling peckish so I head on over to the local café. It's the town hotspot for students to the serious businessman.

I sit down at a table near the window with three seats. As soon as I sit down the waitress comes by. I order a chai tea with a blueberry scone.

I'm sitting here waiting for my order when a girl with medium length blonde hair in a ponytail comes up she also has two braids with feathers attached to each. Her eyes are green with swirled pupils. She is wearing an orange crop tank top revealing her bellybutton and green midi-shorts and beige and black boots that reach up below her knees. She smiles and then asks me if she can take a seat I smile back and say no problem. She then begins a conversation," So you're an academy student?" I look up from my gazing out the window. "Huh, oh, yeah, how could you tell?" She points to my bag with my uniform in it. "Yeah I'm attending Dissidia academy." I respond. She continues to smile and I relax a little and smile back. She brightens up at that fact and nearly bounces out of her chair, "Seriously, me too! Oh, this is so exciting!" She takes my hands in hers. "Let's be friends okay! It's my first year and I want to make new friends. So, please…" She tilts her head to the side and bats her eyelashes in a coy fashion. I can tell she is really nice and, oh, who could say no to a girl this cute?! "Yes." I comply with a nod and she beams back satisfied with my answer.

A few second later she waves over another girl. This girl is wearing a yellow mini-dress/overalls with cowboy boots that reach to her mid calf.

"Hey Rikku!" She greets as she reaches our table. She plops down into the last empty seat and stretches her hand towards me. "I'm Selphie Tilmitt." She greets with gusto. I shake her hand, it's very soft. I can tell she has a cheery and energetic personality. "My name is Iruto." I greet back.

Just then, Rikku stretches out her hand, "We never formally introduced ourselves." I take her hand. "I'm Rikku."

"I'm Iruto." We both shake hands.

The waitress comes over to our table and takes Rikku and Selphie's orders. She turns to me and apologizes for the long wait. I tell her it's no problem.

I then take the chance to take a good look at her. She is a voluptuous young woman with long dark brown hair that reaches below her waist that is tied off at the hips, brown eyes, and long legs.

She catches me staring at her and blushes, I blush as well.

"Sorry, it's just that, I think, you are very pretty." I give her a warm smile.

She reddens even more and leaves to see to our orders.

Selphie and Rikku who were chatting just now are looking at me with cheeky grins.

"What?" I ask their smiles are creeping me out. "Do you like her?" Selphie asks, her smile never leaving her face. "Wha- no, I don't!" My stammer encourages them further. "You're very pretty ~." Rikku teases and I turn red again. "I-I was just complimenting." I cross my arms and turn my attention to the window once more. "Sure~" Selphie croons and she and Rikku giggle. My eyes never leave the window until our orders come to our table. After eating and some chatting we pay the bill and get up to leave.

"So you'll be attending the academy, me too!" Selphie takes my hands and jumps for joy. "I can't wait to see you there!" She and Rikku are about to leave when Rikku brings up something. "Oh and I have a cousin who will be in her third year. I would love for you to meet her." With that she waves goodbye and exits the café with Selphie, chatting away excitedly.

Wow, the school year hasn't even started and I have already made friends.

I start to leave but then I remember that my father loves the café's dark roasted coffee, so I order a large one. As I wait I catch a glimpse of the busty waitress behind the counter, the one whom Selphie and Rikku teased me about. She catches my eye and I wink at her and make her blush again. I chuckle a bit. As I finish my chuckling a boy with spiky blonde hair and piercing blue eyes comes to the counter and stands right next to me. Just then busty babe walks up and engages in some friendly conversation.

They must be good friends. She glances at me from the corner of her eye. She is probably checking to see if I'm tuning in to their conversation or maybe making a pass at her. My eyes however, were focused on the menu board examining the new scone flavors. I see spiced pumpkin, minted chocolate, and lemon with cranberry. The blonde sees her glimpse at me and gives me an intense glare. I can tell he is staring at me because they stop talking. My skin feels tingly so I decide to return the stare. This was a bad idea because his eyes are so piercing while his face remains expressionless. I never noticed how blue his eyes were because they almost seemed to glow. Suddenly my chest becomes tight as if it's hard to breathe, gravity must have gotten stronger because there is this unknown pressure, and my heart is pounding for some unknown reason. I'm becoming dizzy so I turn my head away. I think my cheeks have turned red. Dammit, this guy.

"Are you okay?"

The voice came from the beautiful waitress. I turn my head reluctantly and meet her gaze. Her eyes look a bit concerned. I smile and tell her that I'm fine.

"You wouldn't want to get sick before your first day at the Academy." This statement came from the blonde boy next to me. Boy, I do NOT want to meet his gaze again or I really will become sick.

He lowers his gaze to my bag with my uniform.

"Uh, yeah." I quickly break eye contact; I cannot stare at this guy without feeling the need to hold on to something.

My coffee finally arrives and I pay for it and quickly exit without saying another word to the waitress or her blonde friend.

I'm walking home now. My house, to be honest, is not here in the city. It lies on the edge of town closer to the country side. It's pretty far but I go running often, so walking long distance is no problem. I would take the train but the train to the area of which I live is going under repairs and it won't be up and running until 7pm. It is currently 3:15pm and I am in no mood to wait.

I approach the corner of the nearest intersection. Before I get there I catch the sound of a motorcycle approaching. I turn to the side and a man with shoulder-length silver hair and catlike blue-green eyes pulls up to me. He is wearing leather pants, a plain white t-shirt, leather pants and black boots. He is giving me a predatory-like smile. It unnerves me and I begin to walk away. I round the corner but he catches up to me there. I don't think he wants to leave me alone.

Well, I can't out run him, he's on a motorbike. Maybe I can lead him to a corner and when he gets off the bike I wail on him.

My thoughts are cut off by chuckling and I look at the strange man on the motorcycle. His eyes are twinkling with mischief. "I'm not gonna knock you up." I still don't trust him. He sighs as he runs his gloved hand through his hair. Said gloves are also black leather. He faces me again with that same predatory look. It's as if I'm the pray and he's the predator. "Listen I don't have any interest in, well, you know-." He gestures to me in a condescending way. I'm not offended but I am irritated. I don't like the haughty tone in his voice.

I back up a few paces and before I can make a made dash- which would be futile- he snatches the coffee in my right hand.

"Hey, give that back." I reach for it but, he sharply pulls it out of my range.

"You want it, get on the bike."

He's commanding me and I know it. But do I have a choice? If I walk he'll follow me and he has my dad's coffee.

Sighing and hanging my head in defeat, I give up. "Fine, but you will take me home."

He scoffs, "Alright then."

I board the bike with ease. My "chauffer" presses a button that makes a cup holder come out in front of him, he places the coffee there.

I still don't feel good about this.

"Hold on tight."

I wrap my arms around him and he takes off in a burst of speed. This surprises me and I let out a small cry, well, it comes out as more of a squeak. The silver haired man catches my squeak over the rev of the bike and chuckles again. I scrunch up my face in anger and embarrassment.

I give him the directions to my house and we reach there in no time at all.

My house is a large neoclassical residence surrounded by a black iron fence with a large gate at the entrance with a semi-circle driveway and a pathway leading to the front door. Attached to the house is a dual garage with a gate and pathway that leads to it. We have a large front yard with neat flowerbeds in front of the house as well as a tree that stands proudly in the middle of the yard.

I get off of the bike and he hands me the coffee he had forced out of my hands earlier. I have two keys, one opens the gate and the other opens the front door.

I open the front gate.

"What no thank you?" Calls the boy on the motorbike.

I turn to face him, "Thank you for your… coercion." I bow quickly, and with that I curtly turn and walk through the gate, have it close behind me, walk up the pathway, and through the front door, leaving my escort at the front gate.

"I'm home." I call.

"Welcome home." My father greets me as he walks into the vestibule.

My father is a tall man. He is six foot, six inches tall. He skin tone is dark, a rich chocolate brown. His hair is copper blonde and he wears it slicked back. He has pale, icy-blue eyes. My father dresses formal. He's wearing black pants and a white button-down shirt, as well as black socks and his black hose slippers. I hand him the coffee. I ask him about his day. He responds saying that nothing eventful happened. He asks me about mine and I tell him everything, from having a door slammed in my face, meeting, Rikku and Selphie (I left out busty babe and the blonde boy), and being taken home by the silver haired stranger.

"That's some day. I am a little unnerved by you being taken home by some creepy stranger." My father gives me a look that says that he is not happy about that last part.

"I know you are unhappy father but, you know me. If he tried something then I would have wailed on him, you know that." I reassure him.

He sighs still a little upset but, he smiles and tells me that he is just concerned for my safety.

"So tomorrow is the big day, eh?"

"Yep." I shift closer to him and place my head on his shoulder. He wraps his arm around me.

"You're growing up so fast." His voice is soft and a little sad. I notice this, "It's alright father, I'll come to visit during school breaks." I lift my gaze to meet his and smile.

The academy is a boarding school with rooms for its students.

"It means more than that. Later you'll graduate and find a career, then you'll be buying a house, and living on your own, maybe with a loved one and have a family, then having kids… and you won't be my precious little girl anymore." Father looks at me with tender, loving eyes, he kisses my forehead.

"Of course I won't be your little girl anymore but, I'll always be your daughter, and… I'll always need you."

He laughs a little, "No you won't."

"I'll need your love." I snuggle closer and bury my face into his wide chest. I inhale his scent, pine and oak wood, with a hint of sweet maple. I love this scent, it's the scent of my father and it brings back so many memories. He squeezes me tight and I return the embrace. We stay like that for a while, cuddling on the couch, and then mother comes home.

I retell today's events and she seems more content than dad was when I told her about that stranger I rode home with some stranger. After dinner I take a shower and head off to bed anticipating tomorrow.

September 6th 8:00 p.m.

So today was a trip and a half. So many things happened and I met some interesting people. Tomorrow's the big day so I must rest up and be sharp, oh and leave a good impression. Hope I don't mess things up. Wish me luck.

Iruto. Goodnight.

So how did you like this chapter? Like it? Love it?

Iruto is an original character, she belongs to me ^_^. Yes her character is tomboyish which leads to some… misunderstanding in the next chapter and some chapters after that. But she does have her feminine points, read to find out more. By the way Tifa's nickname "Busty Babe" I borrowed from Issun, a character from the video game Okami. It's a cool game. I haven't described Iruto's appearance yet, I shall do that in the next chapter. Oh, and the interludes with the time and date are Iruto's diary entries- see, feminine point.

Also don't worry it won't be a romance fic where she falls in love with 5 or 6 guys. It's mostly friendship, and the romance revolves around other characters. If the romance does involve Iruto I won't let it happen without some hilarity here and there. Yep, school won't be easy. Also watch out for some fluff. It's my first fanfiction so please go easy on me. I'll try my best.

Featuring characters from various Final Fantasies, major to minor. So far I have watched video walkthroughs of FF's 6-10. Characters from 1-5 will make later appearances, I promise. (I don't want to look up bios because it spoils the story for me.)

Next chapter is First Impression, the most important thing for life in a new school especially a high class boarding school, but Iruto will make some major slip ups. Let the fun begin. Oooh, I can't wait, bye for now.

P.S. Please raise your hand if you thought Iruto was a boy in the beginning, please be honest, it's okay, because the text was well, gender suggestive, and suggested some, well, gayness, and the part with her father may have caused minor onfusion, sorry guys, okay, I'm out.