As the description suggest, this fic is going to follow the story of Kouichi and Mei's twin daughters.
It won't be a long fanfic, but it's not a one-shot or anything.
Just to be clear, I don't own Another or it's characters...
"Misaki! Reiko! You're going to be late!"
The two sisters came running downstairs, carrying, over their shoulders, identical satchels full of identical books and two identical lunches.
"Have a good first day, your father will run you to school, since you both took so long getting ready."
"Yes mother." The twins chorused, stepping forward one after the other to be hugged.
"I'll stop by the shop on the way home Mai, we need bread." Kouichi told his wife, kissing her briefly on the cheek before grabbing his coat and heading to the car…
"Class three."
The class was silent. All that could be heard was the ticking of the clock.
"Ninth grade, class three."
More silence.
Class three's homeroom teacher, Kazaki-sensei, was lost for words. How do you tell a class full of bright-eyed students that they are doomed? All of them would have heard the story already, but as with every year, very few of them would believe it.
"I am sure you have all heard… about the curse of class three…" he began unsurely.
There were a few murmurs, and more than a few raised eyebrows. In fact, out of the whole class, only one member was not shocked. She sat on the front row, her arms folded and her head bowed, not making eye contact with anyone.
"The governors of this school do not believe in the curse of this class… but it is up to me to tell you that it is real."
Now the entire class waited with bated breath, hardly daring to believe what they were hearing.
Kazaki sighed.
"If you do not believe me, remember that we were one desk short this morning. You all know what that means. There is, however, one measure we can take to make sure the calamity does not begin. I will leave it up to our newly appointed head of countermeasures to explain."
Akazawa Sayura stood slowly from her desk, and walked to the front of the class.
"Before I begin, I should explain something."
She spoke quietly, but had the undivided attention of the class nevertheless.
"I was not selected for this position. I volunteered." She glanced around the room, catching the eye of each individual in turn. "My mother lost both her cousins and her younger brother to this curse. I don't want her losing me as well."
Misaki and Reiko glanced at each other. They too had heard of the curse having eavesdropped on one of their parents conversations about it, but had not fully believed until now.
"Which is why the measure we are going to take is of utmost importance. It must be followed to the very last extent, and under no circumstances is it allowed to be broken. One student in this room will, for the remainder of the year, effectively become non-existent. This means the rest of the class are to ignore their very presence. There will be no communicating with this student, and even no acknowledgment of their existence. Mr. Kazaki has already selected the student who will become non-existent."
The class waited in anticipation.
"The student is… Sakakibara Misaki."
Misaki gulped. Her throat was as dry as a bone.
"And I have to accept?"
"Misaki, don't!" Reiko shouted to her twin.
"The consequences of not accepting are unthinkable. If you want to save the lives of your classmates, I suggest you accept. It is only for one year. Surely you can go a year without being spoken to? For the good of the class?"
"I accept."
Misaki's voice was barely a whisper, and her eyes were downcast, staring blankly at the desk before her. Reiko's eyes were also on her desk. The gazes of the whole class burnt holes in their skin, leaving the silent twins feeling naked and exposed.
"It's settled then. From now on, Misaki-san, you cease to exist. And you, Reiko-san, must not speak to your twin. As a member of this class, you too are bound to our rules, and you too bear the responsibility of our lives. Don't forget that."
"Misaki! Misaki! Look at me!"
Reiko's twin did not look up from her dinner.
"Surely you don't believe that stupid curse?!"
Misaki still did not look up.
"What curse? And why won't you speak Misaki?" Kouichi demanded, glancing in horror at his wife, who had paused in the middle of taking a bite.
"The curse of class three!" Reiko explained, flustered, "This bitch, Akazawa, has made her non-existent or something. She said she had to because-"
"Otherwise the calamity would begin." Mei interrupted, her face as expressionless as cold marble.
"Y-yes…" Reiko stammered nervously.
"B-but, if she has been chosen then-" Kouichi muttered to his wife.
"She will just have to bear it. It is too late to be changed now." Mei confirmed.
"Wait, you don't mean… you both believe in it?" Reiko gasped, staring at her parents in open-mouthed shock.
"Twenty years ago, we too were in class three. Back then, I was the non-existent student." Mei told her children sadly.
"Until I spoke to her." Their father butted in, "And from then on, we were both ignored by the class."
"So… you mean… it's true then? If Misaki is spoken to, students will die?"
"Not only students, but family members as well." Kouichi corrected her.
"Did… did students die in your year?" Reiko asked quietly.
Neither adult spoke.
"Mum, dad?"
"It's late." Mei whispered.
She stood up and began clearing away the plates, ignoring the heaps of uneaten food and leaving the room without another word.
"Dad! Answer me!" Reiko shouted.
"Just leave it Reiko!" Misaki shouted, exasperated.
"M-Misaki? Y-you just spoke to me…"
The loud crash of a plate smashing sounded from the kitchen.
"It has begun." Mei whispered.
I know it all hapened really quickly, but it's not going to be a long fiction, so I thought there was no point in delaying the inevitable... review please:)