Title: "Akewateru" : The Morning Light
Rating: PG 13
Summary: The seishi have been reborn and are living their lives out as they please. But as the seishi find themselves drawn back to Miaka, they realize that maybe the peace they've finally found is not to last… Especially for Tasuki.

Author's Note: Please do read through this first part. Sorry. NOthing happens in this one, but the plot gets going in the next chapter. Besides- it's my first fy ficcy and I'd appreciate some feedback- negative or not. ^_^. Ehehe…. Also… all charas are chaotically ooc, so you can all just sit back and curse my ineptness at writing fanfics- BWAHHAHHAH!

Well, enough waiting! On with the ficcy!


(Tasuki)Scroll 1 :: Shuuban
Souji Miyazaki transfers to Jonan in an attempt to escape his social suicide. Can he finally find peace at Jonan High?

I sat up in bed and cursed.

Another damned dream.

I had been having quite a few as of late, and it was starting to scare the hell out of me.

See, unlike normal dreams, these ones were actually beginning to string together and make sense. Usually, dreams stand alone, no matter how weird they end up to be.

I'm never one to linger on the subject of dreams, but these… they were just too…. significant… to forget.

But whether I remembered them or not was beside the point. And after all- they were still pieces, and they didn't mean a lot to me. I just sort of missed seeing any value in them.

There were other things I should have been focusing on. More importantly the fact that I was going to be attending one of the best high schools in Tokyo. I had enough shit to worry about without those fucking dreams.

I glanced at the clock and sighed. It was about an hour earlier than I had hoped to wake up and it made my morning all the more unpleasant and hellish. I was pissed. A wasted hour. A full hour I could have used to recuperate from lat night's restless tossing and turning. I shook my head and growled.

Eh… I never really got a good night's sleep anyway. And it wasn't like it was my first time waking up in a cold sweat. Some nights would so leave me so restless and I was even beginning to get used to it, in fact.

At least now I had time for a shower.

The sweat was already beginning to dry, and the uncomfortable air around me was starting to become real unbearable. And the dim lighting did nothing for my mood. My mom had probably come in sometime during the night and closed the windows.

I hated it when she did that.

I spent a few minutes laying in bed staring at the pale white ceiling before I swung my feet down and idly let them touch the floor. It was so polished I could see my weary reflection staring back at me.

I stepped into the bathroom and slipped off my shirt. I paused a moment and really started to notice how tired my reflection looked. And my eyes fell on my fangs.

I scowled into the mirror. They'd probably find some cruel nicknames for me when they found out I had them. I had a hell of a time at my old school. Used to get in to so many fights with my upperclassmen. So much so that my mother finally got around to transferring me- yes – even in the middle of the school year.

It wasn't that I didn't have any friends. I had plenty. But there were just people there that I had the worst time putting up with. Especially the snotty brats who took advantage of my classmates.

My name's Miyazaki Souji. I'm 16 and a freshman in high school. I'm the kind of guy who doesn't really care for authority, but does have enough sense not to get himself into too much trouble. I've been in a couple of jams, and I know for sure that anything that I get myself into, I can get myself out of just as easy. All it takes is good sense and the ability to keep my wits about me.

A stood a moment, under the beating spray of the showerhead. The streams of water running down my tense body… it felt good. It had been a long time since I had actually had enough time to indulge in the morning. As one who, as I've mentioned before, doesn't take too well to authority- I don't like to arrive at school on time. I just see no point to it.

I've done it before. There's just no sense in accomplishment. Okay. You're at school early. So what?

The shower was good. It lifted the anger off my shoulders and gave me a fresh start to the day. Not to mention, it gave me a little time for myself to just think. I knew I needed it.

Aidou screamed from downstairs to hurry my ass up so she could take a shower after me, so I stepped out and quickly got myself dressed. The faster I got out of the house, the better.

So I grabbed my pack, stole a piece of toast from the table and casually strolled out the door.

*~*~*~*~*

It was kind of quiet as I walked down the street. The more steps I took, the more everything seemed to be coming alive. I could hear distant sounds of the city that I had gotten used to over the past couple of months that we had moved here. I grinned to myself in sheer randomness.

Not far ahead of me, someone stepped out onto the sidewalk, holding an 'open' sign to a book store. He took a deep breath or the morning air and noticed me coming down the street. He gawked at me. I lowered my head and cursed my fangs, which were probably what he was looking at.

"What're you staring at?" I asked offended.

"Oh! Eh… sorry! I didn't mean to stare, n- uuh… yeah," he apologized, but his gaze followed me as I passed. "Eh… it's a nice morning…isn't it, n- er…eheh?" he said, apparently halting the last part of his sentence in hesitancy. I muttered a small, embarrassed "Morning to you too," as I passed. I could still feel his eyes burning into my back.

"Shit, you stupid bakayero… stop showing your teeth," I told myself. "Before something worse happens to you because of them." Well, I wasn't too wrong about it because, it was only two more seconds before something even more embarrassing did happened. I heard frantic steps behind me and I turned around just in time to see a brunette smash into me and send all my things flying. We both went down in a tangle of arms and legs. I hit the ground face first.

"Gomen nasai!! Gomen gomen! I'm so sorry! Daijobu ka?" she cried, but before I could even answer, she grabbed all her things and shoved them back into her bag… even before even getting off of me. "I have to go! I'm sorry again- I have morning duty!!"

I sat up and rubbed my head. The shopkeeper behind us spoke up, "Miaka!!" I didn't look back, but out of the corner of my eye, I could see him frantically thrusting his arms in a motion towards me and pointing. I felt even more degraded and started to pickup my own notebooks and various papers.

The girl waved at the shopkeeper in a defensive manner, "I'll talk to you later! I don't have time-!" She didn't even finish her sentence before she zoomed off again around the corner.

Go me. I waited until the end of the ficcy before the Big authors note thingy. Lol. heh. But the ficcy's going to get longer and better, I assure you. Not that anyone cares. XP. But stick with me anyway. You may like it.

The thing with the shopkeeper's explained in the next chapter in case you haven't already figure out who he is.

Oiy- watch out for the Japanese terms. They should be pretty easy to figure out though. But if you're not familiar with how the name thing goes, in Japan, your first name goes last and last name first. So if your name was Jane Doe, your name in Japan would be Doe Jane. And people usually call each other by their last name until they become familiar or are given permission by the other. Ahem…

Number 1: This fanfic is politically incorrect. Number 2: I claim nothing. The only thing I claim are these two things: the fanfic itself and the series of events. Oh… and plus the characters and names not included in the series: Souji Miyazaki, Natsumi Yamanoto, Keiko, Oushi, Fukao-sensei, Asuka Kurogane. Other than them I claim nothing. Everything else is regrettably Yuu Watase's. *Sigh* Finally Number 2: This fanfic was written without outside influence and is based on my ideas and my ideas alone. This means that any similarities between this fanfic and any others are simply coincidence. I copied no one.

Some Terms that you might like to know:
- Sou ka – "is that so?"
- Wakarinai – "I don't know"
- Daijoubu (ka) – (are you okay) or "It's okay"
- Doushite – "Why?"
- Ohayo (gozaimasu) – "(Very) Good morning"
- Iie – "No"
- Hai – "Yes" or some form of acknowledgement like "Right, or right away"
- Ne – Asking for acknowledgement. For example: It was really hot yesterday, ne??
- Bakayero – "dumbass"
- Anou – "Hey or Um…"
- Nani – "What?"
- Chigou – "no way!" or "never!"
- Gomen (nasai) – "I'm (very) sorry."
- Yurusenai- "I won't forgive you!" (This is a very serious statement. It's like, "I hate you!")
- Damare- "Shut up. Be quiet."

Title of this fic actually means 'giving way to the light of morning.' Yay. Go me again.

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