Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni Ato Yosomono
When They Cry, A Stranger
Disclaimer: I do not own Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni (When They Cry Higurashi) nor do I ever hope or dream of owning Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni or any of the original characters from the series. I do, however, own my own characters or elements present in this story that are not normally present from the series.
((Note: I am not really too sure how long I am going to carry on this series and I also don't know where exactly I am going with it either. I do hope to carry it on for a while. Reviews and criticism are welcome. This is my first story in a long while.))
"Itsuninai-hen Sono Ichi - Yosomono" (奇怪し編 其ノ壱 他)
"The Unusual Chapter One - Stranger"
A tall, brown haired business man nervously tugged at the collar of his suit, wiping some sweat off of his brow. He paced around the hotel room he was having to stay in. He sighed, looking down at his son sitting beside the bed. The boy didn't look back at him.
"Son, I know this is hard for us... But we have to get through this. It hasn't been easy for me either, you know that as well as anybody. We have to--." The man was interrupted by his son.
"I don't care what you have to say. I understand. I just... I wish things didn't have to be this way." The boy hid his face in his palms as his elbows rested upon his lap.
The father sighed, looking out the hotel window, "I know, son... I know..."
The sun rose above Hinamizawa as a little blue car slowly entered the village. The car went down the straight, small, dirt road for a while, before making a turn and stopping at a house. A man stepped out of the car, making his way around the car and to the front door of the house beside him. He straightened out his tie, and dusted off his suit, which seemed to be his preferred attire where ever he went. His son slowly made his way up the path behind his father to the door, hands in his pockets. The boy had mid-back length, dark purple hair, cream colored, emotionless eyes, and dark baggy clothes. Standing beside his father at the front door, the two hardly looked anything alike, other than in the face, of which was very effeminate, but still carried a more manly feel to it than most females.
The father reached forward to knock on the house door. After knocking four times in concession, the door finally opened revealing an elderly, yet, important looking man. The man cleared his throat, looking at the two guests at his door step, and finally, stepped to the side, motioning for the two to come inside. The two obliged, and the father nodded as he made his way inside. They were lead to a table with four Japanese-style mats placed around it, two on one side, and two on the opposite side. The elderly man took his seat, and the man and his son took the seats opposite him.
Finally the old man talked, "So, you are--."
"Krez Musuashi, sir." The father interrupted.
"Ah, Krez Musuashi. Right, right. So, you are looking for a place to live here, am I right?" The old man addressed, of which the father nodded. "Hmm... I see. I haven't properly introduced myself yet. I am Kiichirō Kimiyoshi, chief of the village, as you may already know." He held his hand out to Mr. Musuashi, who took it, shaking it graciously.
"Nice to meet you." Mr. Musuashi smiled, letting go of Kimiyoshi's hand.
"I will see what I can do about a home for you." Kimiyoshi stood up, heading into another room. He walked down a hall, leaving his guests to sit at the table as they were. After several minutes he returned, nodding. "Found you something."
A girl with short, orange-red hair stood next to a post and small one yard length bridge, hands behind her back grasping her bag, and rocking on her heels. After several minutes, a boy with short brown hair ran up, greeting her with a smile and waving. The two talked for several minutes as a girl came running along with green hair that was tightly tied up in a ponytail. She smiled big, and they all began to walk along the path away from where the boy and girl had previously come from. Rena Ryuugu, the girl who had been waiting the longest, always seemed to have a smile on her face, and walked right between Keiichi Maebara, the boy who she seemed to have some form of interest in, and Mion Sonozaki, who had been the last to arrive at the meeting spot.
A few minutes later they came across the small, blue haired girl, Rika Furude, and the small, blond haired girl, Satoko Hojo. The two groups greeted each other with waves and smiles, and merged into one as they entered through the front gates of the school, and one by one entered into the door. They entered into their classroom, taking their respective seats. A few moments later, Rumiko Chie entered the room, holding the door open for a purple haired boy, whom none of the group of friends seemed to know.
"We have a new student, everyone. I am pleased to introduce Xezion Musuashi, and he shall be in this class from this point onwards. He just moved here yesterday morning, and we are glad we were able to get him started in class by today." Chie spoke with a smile on her face, as she held out a hand towards Xezion, signaling that the person she spoke of happened to be the person beside her.
Xezion nodded towards the class, and Chie pointed out a chair in the back of the class near Rika Furude. He slowly took his seat, and placed his hands in his lap, staring blankly at his desk top, not speaking a word. Finally, he felt a jab in his side, and looked up to see the cute face of Rika staring at him, her hand returning from poking him. She smiled softly, but soon her face became distorted into more of a grimace.
"You shouldn't be here. Do you know that?" Rika spoke in a unusually deep and mature voice for her age.
Xezion was taken aback and glared at her, "That's rude... Just because you don't like me, you shouldn't say such things." He spoke, matching her deep voice with an equally deep voice of his own.
Rika narrowed her eyes, speaking again in that odd deep voice, "I don't mean to be rude. I mean that this never happened before."
Xezion arched an eyebrow, but speaking in a more casual voice, "I don't understand."
"Are you going to be the one?" After a few moments, Rika's eyes returned to the front of the classroom.
Xezion stared at her for a few more moments before she finally noticed and looked back at him. She smiled brilliantly, holding up her hand in a wave type jester, "Nipaa! My name is Rika Furude. I am pleased to meet you."
He arched an eyebrow, running his fingers through his hair in surprise to hearing her voice sound more like an eight year olds' should. He slowly waved back at the little girl, slightly smiling. "H-hi, I'm Xezion. Pleased to meet you to." 'Did I imagine all that?' He thought to himself as he scratched his chin and returned his gaze to the front of the class, placing them upon Chie-sensei.
Class ended and Xezion grabbed up his bag and proceeded to follow the other students out of the classroom, but felt a slight tug on his pants leg. He stopped, turning around to see the smiling Rika holding tightly onto his pants leg. "You should stay to play with us, desu." She pointed to the group of students who had pushed a bunch of desks together and were gathered around, staring at him.
"Uuh... Uuhm.." He shifted his eyes from one person to the other. They each introduced each other to him and made him push a desk up to join them. He took his seat and stared at his desk.
Mion slammed her hands on the desk, startling Xezion, "Ooh, do you want to join this club or not?!"
"What does it do anyways?!" Xezion yelled, clearly still surprised from Mion's sneak attack on his peace and quiet.
Mion smiled in a somewhat wicked manner, holding up a thumbs up, "We play games. The loser or losers have to do everything the winner says. As in a punishment game."
Xezion was taken aback, "Punishment? Like what?!" His mouth gapped open.
"Oh, nothing bad, really. Just having to dress up in a manner you do not find normal." Rena jumped in, "Hau, you would make such a cute maid! I may just have to take you home!"
She tried lunging over the table at Xezion, who leaped up and landed on a desk behind him. Rena, whom, of which had just lunged forward without much thought, landed on top of the clubs desks, face first. She slowly got up, rubbing her nose. "No fair..." She frowned, taking her seat again. Xezion slowly sat back down again.
Mion cleared her throat, "Well, first, he has to become part of the group, Rena. You must complete our trials first."
Xezion ran his fingers through his hair, "Trials? Like what exactly?"
Mion smiled, "You really do ask a lot of questions. Oh, you are going to enjoy this. Keiichi, you remember when you joined, correct?"
((Note: Alright, that took a while to write, so I hope it isn't too long. I should get Part two up soon. Like, hopefully within this next week, and I will try to get it up as soon as possible. I hope you enjoyed the story so far. I probably am not the best writer, but I will get the hang of this.))