A/n: Yay! AU *laughs* This will be absolutely short, I swear. Oh and I based this off on a manga I read again. It's the same manga I based off on Waking to a Dream. The manga's a series of oneshots, you see.

Warning/s: OOCness, AUness

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Chapitre Un

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A feeling came over him as he heard the light chatting of the other students. He could hear their whispers and their giggles and their happy laughs. He could hear the twitter of the birds and the rustle of the leaves and the branches swinging with the wind. The snapping of the tree branches under each foot that stepped atop it, the faint voice of the winds rolling over the treetops, the sounds of the insects and nature called his ears to listen.

He could breathe in the strong wet scent of nature, the previous night's light shower adding dew, a sparkle on each blade of grass and green leaves on the trees. The sounds of crickets and cicadas echoed around him and sung to him.

Kurogane ignored the sound of the chattering, not really caring about the people talking around him. He wanted some peace and quiet, and he wanted to look for that special spot in this school. It was his place of solitude, his place of silence and alone time.

He walked towards the school building that had been built in the school for a long time. It wasn't used that much by the school anymore, and the new buildings just recently built accommodated the other offices, such as those rooms for the faculty members and the library. Those rooms had been transferred there.

In the building only stood equipment and such. It had been used as a sort of storage place for the chairs that were used during ceremonies and tables used for the fairs and equipment used for school plays.

It was sort of his haven, there weren't any people that would come and go into the building, there weren't any insignificant voices that talked about nonsense and what not. There was nothing but him and hearing his own breathing. He didn't listen to his thoughts; he didn't want to think of the insignificant things. He only thought of impressing his parents, he wanted them to be proud of him, prouder than they could ever help to feel.

Kurogane walked into the quiet building, the dust in the air visible to his eyes as the sunlight filtered through the windows and slits on doors. His lungs had been long used to this, seeing as he didn't cough when inhaling the air.

The floorboards creaked under his feet as he trudged around the building quietly, his hands dancing over the surfaces that were dusted by his fingers with his usual visits. He didn't really think of anything at times like this, when venturing around the building to look for the usual room he spent his time in.

Seeing as the old building was a bit higher than the newer ones, the room he spent his time in was just a floor higher than where his classroom was situated. Everyday, he would sneak a glance and stare longingly at his private room every class period. He didn't know why, but something inside him always screamed to be in there, as if he was subconsciously drawn into it, awaiting for something to happen.

He always spent his time there, not bothered to look for any company. It wasn't because he was a recluse, rather it was because it was as if he couldn't tolerate being around other people. No, he could tolerate them, but he didn't know what to talk of with them. He didn't know what to do, and he hated being awkward with others.

Kurogane licked his lips that had gone dry, and he ran a hand through his hair. He looked around the slightly dimmed hallways, and he wasn't scared of the dark. Since he was a young kid, he promised himself he would never be scared of the dark. He told himself the dark was just his surroundings, that it was just a part of nature. What he was scared of, though he would never admit he was, what loomed in the darkness. Not of unknown entities, but of humans. He knew what humans were capable of.

He was snapped out of his musings as he stepped on a floorboard that gave off a particularly loud creak. Again, he ran a hand through his hair and he continued walking, his footfalls echoing, his feet leaving footprints on the dust-covered floors.

He finally reached the room where he always stayed during these break periods, where he always escaped, too. Even if he had to walk a long way, it was worth the journey.

He turned the knob, and was rather surprised to see someone standing in his room. His solitude. His haven. His. His hand tightened its hold on the doorknob, his fingers and knuckle almost turning white. Who did that person think he was?

A blond stood in the room, his back to Kurogane and it seemed as if he still hadn't heard Kurogane enter the room. He looked outside the opened window, the light bathing the almost empty room, the illumination dancing over the few chairs and tables. He was leaning almost towards outside the window; his head was tilted up towards the sky.

Kurogane walked into the room, and the blond still had yet to turn around, even thought there were creaks with each step he took. He dropped his bag gruffly on a dusty desk, the specks of dust flew around his bag where he kept his packed lunch.

He cleared his throat, and the blond just barely turned his head. The blonde's head lulled to the side lazily, glancing at Kurogane. A lethargic smile suddenly came over his features.

"What are you doing in here?" Kurogane asked a bit tersely, forgoing a usual 'hello'. He didn't mean to, but he didn't want anybody else intruding in his room of silent moments and contemplations, an escape from the rest of the world.

The blond finally turned the whole way. Kurogane finally recognized him. He was the silent one in their class, and he always looked outside, no matter how many times the teacher called out his name and scolded him. All he would do in response was smile a lazy smile, so fake and unreal, and then resume to his staring outside the window.

His name was Fai.

"Hey Kuro-pipi, I didn't know you went here." He said, partaining to the room. He leaned his head back and let the wind play with his hair.

"What have I told you about calling me that?"

And Fai never seemed to know proper manners, forgoing calling Kurogane by his proper name, always calling him instead with silly nicknames.

Kurogane sat on a chair, after he had dusted it, by a wall. He looked at Fai a bit irritated, when will that blond exit and leave him alone?

Fai seemed to notice though, and his lazy and fake and unreal smile grew brighter, a hint of realness slipping into it. "You're thinking of when I'll leave, aren't you?"

Kurogane made a sound of agreement, if anything. He took out his packed lunch and began to eat the food his mother had prepared for him. He looked expectantly at Fai, waiting for him to leave him alone.

Kurogane gave out a sigh, "Leave me alone." His voice sounded frustrated and angry.

Fai walked over to him, grabbing a piece of Kurogane's lunch and swallowed it. Kurogane growled at him in anger. Fai merely chuckled, and patted Kurogane's head patronizingly. "See you tomorrow Kuro-tan." Fai said before he left, and his giggles and chuckles and laughs echoed through the silent halls.

Kurogane swallowed his food a bit angrily as he glared at Fai's retreating figure.

Fai was there again the next day.

To be continued…

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A/n: *shock face* Another multichaptered fanfic coming from me! Yay! Tell me what you think of this. Oh, and, I want to know what you guys expect to happen, and see how close it could come to what I really am planning. *smiles*

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