Ruri: Hello there! This is my first fan-fic! Enjoy. And R&R please!

Note: Hao might be a bit... OOC. Oh well, enjoy!

Prologue:

"The Gathering"

Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. The droplets of rain fell, continuously on an old house at the far side corner of the street. The fog had practically taken over, and it was as if it were going to rain. As the rain kept on falling, their hope of having fun slowly withers.

A door knob, slowly turning, creaked as a pair of red shoes stepped out of the frozen room, a head of a 14-year-old boy popped out, looking around. He had a slight smile on his face, which made him look casual as ever. The boy had long flowing hair, which, on half of it was draped in his left shoulder, his brown eyes scanned the room, he then spotted a mirror. This allowed a small grin to creep up from the boys face.

He examined himself, completely from head to toe. Apparently, this boy was rather curious about his looks, he stroke his cheek with the back of his palm, he blinked and examined himself more. His hair was long, it fell to his waist. He was wearing baggy light red pants, with a belt. His top was rather lose, white it was, it was also revealing. Talk about girly-ish! It showed a small part of his skin. He smirked and soon left the mirror, as he was about to step one step away, he was greeted by another boy, tapping his foot, his arms crossed as he raised an eyebrow.

"Dude, you've lost it, haven't you?" The boy said, grinning slightly as he raised an eyebrow at the first one. Apparently, this boy had a keen sense of fashion, too. He wore a headband, forcing his bangs to stay away from his face, only a few fell. He had spiky blue hair, with eyes that match. He wore a baggy pair of blue shorts, and white socks, that on the left seemed to have been folded to his ankle. The other side, it was just half-an-inch away from the ankle, to match were blue and white sneakers. He wore a blue shirt, sleeve-length. This boy, who was the same age as the first one, insanely loved the color blue.

The first one grinned slightly as he crossed his arms, allowing his hair to fall from the back, his long-sleeve white shirt slight crumpling up from the twist. He then replied casually, "What makes you think that, Horo?"

Horo, as to what the brunette had addressed shook his head as he made a 'tsk' sound. "You've been staring at yourself for the past.. oh, I don't know… 15 minutes? Taking a quick pose. Dude, now that's crazy." He replied, as he looked closely at the boy. Appearances were everything in this world of today.

"Hao!" A voice called, it was a calm voice, similar to that of Hao, but more.. tingy.Then and there, came another boy. Brunette, he was. With brown eyes. His hair wasn't as long as the older one, but his bangs framed his face. He let out a sheepish grin as she looked at his friend and his obsessed brother. "Don't tell me this is what the rain makes you do," He sighed, eyeing the boy named Hao.

Hao let out a smile; he looked at him then just shook his head. He then sighed, "Gosh! People are teaming up against me now, are they?" He said sarcastically as he flipped his hair in a girly manner.

"Just drop it, Hao." Horo mumbled as he let out a sigh and left the room.

"Drop what, Horo?" Hao pouted, as he followed Horo, trailing him like a dog.

Yoh sighed, "This is going to be one long day."

It was now noon, and the rain hadn't stopped. Hao was becoming impatient, annoying Horo and Yoh. Yoh's an understanding person, so he keeps up with Hao. Somehow. But talk about crazy; If you mix Hao and Horo in one room, all hell breaks lose.

The clock seemed to have stopped moving, it was as if the hands of it were dragging itself. Yoh, yawned as he slumped on the couch, one hand dangling down. His eyelids became heavy as he let out another yawn, completely ignoring the wails of the two boys. He then looked at the TV, it was off.

As loud crashes were heard, a few insults were sent also.

"Why don't you get a haircut, baka!?" Horo screamed, as he used a portrait to block Hao's attack. Or whatever Hao threw at the Ainu.

Hao smirked from behind the table. The Asakura had instantly put the dining table on its back, using it as a shield. He then threw a vase at Horo.

"Jerk!" Horo wailed, as he dodged the vase, it came shattering down.

"My hair, obviously, is important, Ainu-baka." Hao grinned, as a metallic frame was now heading for him. He swiftly dodged this, making it head towards the window. It broke. Shattered into tiny pieces.

Yoh looked around, and heard the crashing, he groaned. 'Not again….' He thought, sighing as he awoke from his little daydreaming.

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A boy with purple hair woke up. It wasn't like him to wake up this late. Apparently, he blamed his friends. His bangs fell down on his face, a year ago, when he was 12, the boy had a very weird sense of hair-style. His hair was somehow stacked with gel, making a small spike. He groaned. He yawned, his yellow eyes observing his large room. He then stood up, and observed himself. He was only wearing pajamas, and on his upper-part, it was bare.

He cleared his face from the bangs as he groaned, leaning on the wall, he then looked out the window. Noticing I was raining. And it was rather cold. He breathed, making the air visible.

He placed his hand on the icy window, as he stared at his foggy reflection. His bangs dangling from his face as his golden eyes shimmered in the coldness. He hadn't notice how the temperature had dropped. A few moments of silence passed, that's when he decided to go down. Dressed in casual clothes, his violet hair falling softly as it touched his skin. He scanned

the place called home, to see if anyone, other than himself was there.

You can say he's been waiting for someone. That's when he smelled something…

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A particular green-haired boy, apparently cold, came to knock at the Tao's residence. He let out a shiver as he rubbed his clothed hands together, blowing on them, to cease the coldness. Before it was raining, now it was snowing, early morning, too.

He looked around the house, saw no one there. He then peeked through the windows, and there, the boy saw what he came for. 'He's still sleeping? I can't believe Ren would over-sleep like this…' He thought. He slowly took out a key, in which he got from a certain Asakura, and dug it deep in the key-whole. Slowly turning the knob and entering the household.

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"What are you doing here?" Ren asked, looking at the boy, astonished and freaked as to how his friend got in.

"Yoh gave me the key to your place," Came the boys reply as he showed him a key, dangling it in the air, having a small grin.

"Before I go by at their place, I decided to stop here…" He continued. "And since it was freezing, and you were still asleep.. I decided to come in."

Ren blinked a couple of times, scanning the Diethyl from head to toe. Talk about obsession. He and Horo would get along great. Not that they don't. The Diethyl wore a pair of trainers, as to what are long, sleek green-white pants, and a matching green jacket, he wore a scarf across his neck. He then rubbed his hands again.

"I thought Hao always kept you warm." Ren said, as he raised a brow up, looking at Lyserg who sniggered at this.

"Hn? Hao's an annoying.. pest." 'That's the word….' Lyserg mumbled. He then looked at Ren, who didn't get affected by the cold at all. At least, that's how he looked.

"Hey, Ren, I was planning on hitching a ride to the Asakura's… and since.. you're coming along…" Lyserg began, grinning slightly as Ren shrugged at this.

"Of course, Lyserg…" Ren sighed, he then sat down on the coach as Lyserg took a cartoon of orange milk out from the fridge. He poured it into his cup, half-way there, at least. He then opened the fridge again and saw stacks and stacks of milk. He blinked. He knew Ren had… a…problem. But he never knew he'd drink this much milk.

He was about to ask him a question when Ren left the living room to go up to his bedroom.

'Oh well,' Lyserg grinned as he took a jumped on the couch, feeling comfortable, his body now feeling warm… -er.

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"Hey, Hao, what time is it anyway?!" Horo yelled across the room as he was slumping on the living room couch, flipping the channels now and again.

"It's ten past two, Horo…" Came a lazy reply from Yoh he yawned yet again.

"Its taking them forever to get here," Horo mumbled, staying at a channel. "Don't they know this storms just going to get worse?"

"And how do you know it'll get worse?" Said a bright-eyed Hao as he strutted down the stairs.

"Says so on the weekly weather report, idiot." Horo snapped as Hao snatched the remote from Horo's hand. Horo had looked at his hand, then back at Hao. He blinked before realizing the crime committed.

"Hao you little---"

Ding.

Dong.

The doorbell had rung, and the honking of a car was heard from the outside.

Hao looked out the window, to see who it was and saw his favorite little British boy.

He opened the door widely, and wore a casual smile on, looking at Ren, who was brining a large black leather bag and throwing it to the Ainu. "Take it." Ren mumbled before entering the house. Horo must've had a look saying 'wha--?' "It's for the trip you dolt." Ren said as he was now going in the house, passing the yawning Yoh.

Hao had blocked the entrance, namely the door, with one legged leaned back on the pillar, as his right hand stayed in his waist.

He then smiled at the boy who shrugged at his face. "Come on, Lyserg-chan!" Hao teased, as he pinched Lyserg in the cheeks. "Stop it, Hao." Lyserg mumbled, trying to get in when Hao blocked him again.

Lyserg had always found Hao annoying. But never-the-less, they were friends. "Hao, I said get—"

"Ain't really happy to see me, huh?" Hao sighed, making a few 'tsks' sound. He then looked back at the green-eyed British boy. He removed his hand away from him as he allowed him to past. But before Lyserg could take two more steps, his hand was pulled back, Hao, had pulled him towards him. "Awwee, little baby too shy?" Hao grinned, brining Lyserg to a hug.

The boy, apparently, found this bothersome and broke away from Hao's hug. He knew if the older Asakura would've given his 'Hey-world-I'm-smexy-and-am-not-afraid-to-show-it-hug' he wouldn't get the chance to break away. He hissed at Hao as he stepped on the Asakura's foot.

"H-hey! Don't be so hasty!" Hao chuckled, closing the door as Lyserg mumbled a few things, putting his bags down on the table beside him.

Yes, this was indeed a normal day. Or what seems to be normal. The snow kept on falling. The TV flickered a few times as friends bickered about a few certain stuff. Yes, this was indeed going to be a long day.

Ruri: Ooh. Thats the first chapter! I hope you liked it. I'll be updating in a few days or so. I'm kinda busy. But I'll update soon enough! Thanks!