-SPOILER ALERT- :D

For both Angel Beats and Fruits Basket, because, at last minute, I decided to throw in random important crap into a chapter.

This story is set after the main plot of Angel Beats, but before Fruits Basket, just to clear things up!

Don't infringe me for copyright, 'cause i don't own nothing.

Update: Within month of September

Onto the story :)

Ayato Naoi checked his phone as he walked to the bus stop near his school. At sixteen, he felt free to do anything as a gentle breeze wafted through his dark, green-tinged hair, his brown eyes sparkling. He frowned.

"No new messages… Hmm…"

He muttered to himself as he put the cell in his back pocket of his jeans and adjusted his dark blue t-shirt. He glanced up and down the street and, when satisfied the bus wasn't coming, looked at some of the stores around the four-way street. Across the street was a store that caught his eye.

"'10-Q-L-L-ANGEL'. Sounds interesting."

He considered going in as a tall boy with red-ish hair went to get the attention a silver haired girl. He watched the exchange with interest and he felt a strange tug in the pit of his stomach. He felt as if he knew the two, and as he was about to go speak to the pair, the bus pulled up in front of him. He continued to watch the two, realization spread across the girls face and she hugged the boy. "Hey kid! Are you getting on, or what?" The bus driver's called startled Ayato.

"Oh… Yes, sorry." He said, trying to smile as he walked up the steps and scanned his pass.

The bus doors creaked closed and the vehicle began to move. He looked out the window and watched the pair fading in the distance, and his breathe caught in his throat as he surveyed the packed bus.

He had developed a problem with small, packed places when he was a little boy.

He sucked it up, and looked for an open seat, and found one next to a tall, thin boy with oddly orange hair. He had a slightly sour expression on his face as he brooded and he wore a simple tan coloured t-shirt and ripped jeans. Ayato took the seat next to him and smiled, attempting to be pleasant with his bus mate.

Ayato had a 30-minute ride to visit his grandfather, so he thought it would be better to have a positive trip.

Despite the fact that the boy was ignoring Ayato, he felt strangely compelled to make conversation with him.

"I wonder why the bus is so packed today." He said, trying to sound as friendly as possible.

The boy looked at him as if he just suggested they all go drive off a cliff.

"I'm Ayato, by the way, Ayato Naoi." He offered his hand to the boy, who just stared at it.

"I'm Kyo Sohma." Kyo said gruffly.

"That's a nice name… Where are you headed?"

"Martial arts class. It's 20 minutes from where you got on."

'So we are going to be here a while.' Ayato thought. "Oh, that's nice. I'm going to visit my grandfather. He's finally decided to teach me pottery. No one in my family really knows how to anymore, except for him…"

Kyo just stared at him.

"What?" Ayato asked.

"Nothing, just… How old are you?" Kyo's expression was scrutinizing.

"I'm sixteen. Why do you ask?" He said, proudly.

"You're a little short to be sixteen…"

"Wha- No I'm not!" Ayato yelled, caught off guard. "I just haven't hit my growth spurt yet!"

"Hmph." Kyo grunted.

"I'm not that sho-…!" Ayato began, but was unable to finish as a hit from behind knocked the two out of their seats, tangling them awkwardly on the floor.

"GET OFF ME!" Kyo yelled trying to stand up.

The bus spun wildly, passengers we screaming and bystanders watched in terror as it crashed straight into a building, killing everyone on it instantly.

End of Prologue

Welcome back! :3

Anyway, No. There was no logical explanation for the crash, for I have no idea how a bus crash would work... (I suck at physics)

Yea...

Please review, or criticize. Whatever, I don't mind.

Point out typos if you want,

I'm just happy with myself for I have FINALLY posted this.

~NTYBR92