Yea, I bet more than half the people who even read my piece o' shit stories thought I was dead. Fear not! I'm not dead. I've just been stalking around Fanfiction looking for good stuff to read in my free time at school. And I've just been losing my ideas for my stories like water going down a drain. I really should learn to be more organized...

Ha, yea, no. The day that happens, Hell will probably freeze over. Doesn't mean I won't try! xD

This a free-reign story, meaning that if you ask, I will add in a chapter with one of your OC's and whatever Sakamaki brother you would like! I'll even do a Mukami chapter if that's what you want. It just means that I'll have to do thorough research since I don't know a lot about the Mukami brothers. xD Other than that, it'll mainly be chapters of my OC, Akira, or Yui, whom I find precious, but in desperate need of a backbone.

Anyway, enjoy this first chapter!

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The Temperamental 1st Year

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"Oh, for the love of God."

I looked around, eyebrow twitching uncontrollably when there was not a living soul to be seen. Honestly, I had only been here for ten minutes and I was already lost. That lady at the office had said that the school was literally like one giant square and I guess in a sense it was, but she had neglected to mention the many different stairwells that littered around every corner and how every hallway and door looked the same to me.

I glanced down at the map in my hands and struggled to make sense of it. The office lady had tried drawing a red line that would lead to my first class, but the starting and ending point was really confusing me and I couldn't remember which direction the office even was after all the turns I took. I turned it upside down, then sideways, then back to the front again before sighing in defeat and crumpling the stupid thing and shoving it into my pocket.

"And this is why you don't let the newbie wander around by herself," I muttered sarcastically, picking my bag up and throwing it back over my shoulders. "She's only going to get lost and die of starvation and dehydration after wandering around this blasted building for who knows how long and be found by school officials as she's perfecting the image of a shriveled up mummy."

I continued to mumble under my breath as I walked down the hallway, glancing around in the hopes that some random student will be out walking around and will help me get to class. Though that idea wasn't exactly likely after sitting in the Dean's office and hearing him list off and explain every single rule that the school had earlier today. Rules were more strict here than they were at my grandparents' house and that was saying something since my grandfather lived by military laws and made everyone in his house live under it with him.

How any sane person can get up at the ass-crack of dawn everyday is beyond me.

My shoes made soft tapping sounds on the golden-brown wooden floor as I admired the sheer beauty of this school. It really was top class. Everything here was something either extremely expensive or so delicately made that it looked like it would crack if you so much as grazed it with your fingers. The fancy lights that hung from the ceiling were bright and illuminated every corner and crevice that the school offered. The beige walls were clean and lacked any dirt that always seemed to accumulate on school walls from dirty hands or clumsy students.

Realizing that I was starting to pass the many glass windows that made up this school, I peeked outside, stopping in place. It was still dark out, but nearby street lights that made a neat line down the main walkway made it easy for my weak eyes to see outside. I had initially been displeased to find out that Ryoutei Academy was a night school. No teenager liked having their sleeping schedule screwed with so vastly and I was no different. It helped that I was night owl and could easily switch sleeping schedules when I was first told about the school.

A strange smell suddenly assaulted my senses and I tilted my head, curiously sniffing the air. Following the smell, I only needed to turn a corner before a wave of heat pressed down on my body. Huffing at the stifling heat, I peered through a window and found the source of the smell and horrible humidity that suddenly permeated the air.

"A swimming pool?" I gaped in disbelief. "You've got to be kidding me." Locating the door that led inside, I was surprised to find that it was unlocked. I frowned. You'd think they'd keep better security for expensive things that aren't currently being used.

The floors were slick with water and I had to walk slowly to keep from sliding all over the place. I had to grab numerous pool chairs to keep from falling on more than one occasion. The water was pure and glistening cleanly and the blue swimming lines were clearly visible. Putting my bag down in a chair and crouching down carefully, I stuck my hand into the water and smiled widely. The temperature was perfect for a comfortable swim.

Damn shame I don't have a bathing suit.

"What are you doing?" I screeched at the sudden voice behind me, jumping to my feet. How had someone walked up behind me without me hearing them?! My foot slipped over the edge of the pool and I could only squeak in horror at the approaching water before falling in face-first. The dull, resounding splashing sound reverberated in my ears as I quickly sunk to the bottom of the surprisingly deep pool, my cheeks puffed out in an attempt to keep air in my body. I was suddenly thankful for my smart decision of putting my bag down instead of carrying it with me like I normally would.

Looking up from my suspended position at the bottom of the pool, a shimmering figure gazed down at me. My vision reddened with anger when I saw that he made absolutely no move to save me. I could only just make out something white and maybe a red gleam before I suddenly exhaled. Bubbles erupted from my mouth and I clapped my hands over my mouth in surprise, my lungs burning fiercely at the lack of oxygen.

Scrambling to straighten my legs, I tensed my feet as best as I could against the bottom and pushed myself up. The sudden lurch surprised me even though I had planned it and I inhaled a huge amount of water despite my attempts not to. My head finally broke the surface and I immediately burst into a coughing fit, spluttering and splashing around noisily as I tried to find something to grab. My hands found the pool's edge and I latched onto it desperately, pulling myself up halfway so my torso rested on the edge.

Pants and heaves escaped my lips as I tried to control my breathing, gasping as I choked on nasty chlorine water. My new uniform clung to my form uncomfortably and I was almost positive I had lost a shoe in the water when I had first fallen in. I really didn't want to go back into the water and get it, either.

"What the hell is your problem?" The same voice that had startled me snapped. I glared at boy—he had white hair. Who the hell had white hair unless they were old?!—and he merely glared back, not even fazed. The little brat even had the nerve to cross his arms at me and give me a look that clearly said he was impatient and was waiting for me to answer his question!

"My problem?!" I sputtered angrily. "You shouldn't have snuck up on me like that!"

"Maybe you should've been paying more attention," He snidely remarked, lips pulled down into an angry grimace. His fingers clenched tightly into fists and he shoved them into the crook of his arms.

"Excuse me if I'm not the most observant person there ever was," I snapped at him, struggling to pull myself up out of the water. I never did have a lot of upper body strength and my wet clothes weren't exactly helping me. Flexing my arms, I lowered myself back into the water slightly and pulled myself up, only to lose my grip on the ledge. I yelped loudly before falling back into the water. I came back up cursing a storm and glowering at anything my eyes landed.

"You're really pathetic, you know that, right?" The boy insulted casually, eyebrow arched as he stared down at me.

I scowled at him. "Instead of just standing there staring at me, why don't you just help me out of here so I can leave and never have to see you again?" I had successfully managed to get my stomach over the ledge, but couldn't get that extra push to pull my legs out of the water, too.

He scoffed in a degrading manner and turned his nose up at me, staring down at my amber eyes with his garnet ones. "You're the one that fell in. Pull yourself out."

I growled at the audacity of this brat. I swear to God, if he was in my year and we had any classes together, I may just end up killing this kid. "You're a right asshole, ya know that?" I snarled, my accent creeping into my words. I grunted as my legs flailed around in the water, struggling to get some type of momentum going.

This was just embarrassing. I didn't even know this kid and here he was watching me struggle just to get out of a pool. I could tell that he found it amusing, too, even if he refused to smile openly at my misery. I just knew the smug bastard was laughing at me mentally since he just continued to stand near my flopping form.

I saw his booted feet—holy damn, those were some stylish shoes and I desperately had to find out where he got them cause I might just buy me a pair—shuffle in place in an awkward manner before a loud snarl was heard. I didn't even have a second to figure out why he had made that sound when large hands wrapped easily around my forearms and yanked me out of the water roughly. I squawked at his rough treatment, but didn't verbally complain when he set me down harshly a couple feet away from the poolside.

Holy shit, this guy is strong. I wasn't exactly fat—if anything, I was far too skinny for my mother's apparent tastes—but I had highly doubted that this guy's lanky, but slightly muscular form, could even lift me five inches off the ground, much less out of a pool and when my body was completely weighed down with water.

Now that I wasn't hovering around in the water, standing next to him made me feel very small. He was tall. Much taller than my pathetic height. He also looked very pissed. His red eyes were narrowed at me and he was scowling so fiercely at me like he had just caught me murdering a puppy or something. He looked about five seconds away from putting his fist through a wall.

"Thank you," I reluctantly mumbled to him. His replying snort made me twitch and I was highly tempted to just fling my arm and slap him across the face for his rudeness. That'll be the last time I ever reply to him!

"Whatever," He grumbled, walking away with his hands stuffed in his pockets. Grumbling under my breath at the rudeness that was the white-haired kid, I angrily started squeezing water out of my hair, wringing the very dark cobalt strands in a strangling grip. I heard a whoosh of wind before something collided with my head. I fumbled with the soft fabric on my head and yanked it off, staring at what I now knew to be a towel.

"That'll probably be more effective," He said sarcastically, opening the door up halfway before turning his head to look back at me. "Unless you're incapable of that, too?" The pen that I had found on the floor underneath one of the chairs was nowhere close to hitting him as he walked, the pen hitting the wall by the door and falling to the ground pathetically. Growling, I hastily towel-dried my hair and grabbed my bag, cringing as my wet clothes rubbed uncomfortably against my skin.

It was just my luck that right after I walked out, a girl was strolling down the hall, carrying a small stack of books in her arms. I took a brief second to admire her pretty royal purple hair before asking her if she could lead me to the office to get a spare uniform. It took her a second to actually answer me since she seemed to be day-dreaming, but she eventually smiled kindly at me and led me to the office, introducing herself to be Imura Kira.

After thankfully receiving a new uniform after the initial confusion from the office lady as to why I was soaking wet, Kira thankfully took me to my first class. The class that I was now drastically late to thanks to a certain white-haired kid for scaring me into a swimming pool.

And it just so happened that right when I walked into the classroom, I spotted said white-haired kid sitting in the back of the room looking extremely bored as he leaned his chin on his palm.

"Why are you here?!" I exclaimed quite loudly and succeeded in embarrassing myself even further.

The boy, who I later learned from Kira to be named Subaru, very nearly face-planted into his desk and proceeded to spew a set of curses that instantly landed him a detention when the teacher recovered his initial shock over hearing such nasty words.

Oh Lord, save me now.

That's the first chapter! I actually enjoy writing stuff about Subaru. xD He's a really fun character to write!

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