I'm a fan of this manga series and was a little sad that there isn't more fanfiction for it. So I decided to write my own! I apologize for spelling and grammer mistakes. Correction is greatly appreciated. This is my first fanfiction ever so tips and suggestions and even criticism is appreciated. I don't know how well I will update. Reviews might motivate me a little bit. Just sayin'.

Disclaimer: If I owned this I think I would probably have Harumi Tokita confess his feelings to Asaki Yuki already. Just sayin'.

Chapter 1

When you see something

Mizushima sat in his usual spot, in the back of the classroom, quietly reading from his school book. It was a free study period and he was doing a fantastic job at ignoring his classmates and in turn being ignored. Kuga and Tokita, even though they shared his class, respected his 'minimal exposure' policy and during class had little to do with him. Although Tokita wouldn't have minded it one bit if they continued to do so out of class. They were in a small group of other students, studying sometimes, but mainly just chatting.

A few classrooms over, the other half of the group were in the middle of a particularly boring lecture in history. Sasamori tried diligently to pay close attention and take many notes but the teachers soporific abilities were getting to even her. Yuki had given up 15 minutes into the lecture and was idly doodling on the edges of her notebook. She was typically a good student but when it came to this particular teacher, Yuki had admitted defeat near the beginning of the year. Shinozuka had never bothered from the very beginning of the year, giving the same care to this teacher that he gave to all. That is, none. Not that he was a bad student. His style of learning however worked best one-on-one or individual study. Classroom lectures weren't his thing.

He was currently staring out the window, his desk conveniently right next to it in the back, allowing him the privacy to ignore the teacher without being caught.

The day was a happy one, the sun intent on being extra cheerful as it gazed through the windows at the suffering students. Honestly, there wasn't much to look at. Shinozuka had pretty much memorized the view of the school yard from this vantage point. At this particular time, it seemed like activity had come to a halt.

'I speak too soon', Shinozuka perked up as he saw a black car pull up just outside the school gates. 'An outside visitor? Maybe some lucky soul's parents have come to help him escape the penitentiary called Mandatory Education.'

With barely open eyes, he watched as the driver's door opened and a man in a dark suit and sunglasses stepped out, looking through the gates at the empty yard. He had slicked back hair and incredibly shiny shoes. Every part of him looked sharp and Shinozuka had an inkling that he spent a lot of time making sure every part of him stayed that way, from the crease in his suit pants to the fierce glare he gave through his glasses.

He continued to stare into the yard, not moving. He looked like a statue he kept so still. Shinozuka was impressed. The excitement level rose as the Principal and an administrator came out in the yard and walked toward him.

'So he was expected,' Shinozuka thought. The Principal was talking happily and gestured for the man to come in as the administrator went to open the gate. The man shook his head, causing the light reflected on his glasses to shift briefly. He said something back which seemed to startle both the Principal and the administrator. Shinozuka's curiosity was growing as the situation continued to develop.

The man said something again, his expression remaining sharp but blank. The Principal talked back for a while, Shinozuka well aware of the man's long-winded abilities. The Principal finished his monologue with a glance at the administrator and a nod.

At that exact instance Shinozuka froze, his eyes wide. The teacher never broke, oblivious to his student in the back.

At the exact moment that the principal nodded, confirming whatever the man had said, eight horribly familiar butterflies appeared and flittered deceptively harmlessly from the man in the suit towards the school building. Shinozuka could only watch, stunned, as they broke of, two flittering to the floor above him, three to some class room on the same floor as him, and the remaining three…

Shinozuka jumped up, his chair falling backwards on the floor with a loud clatter. The teacher broke off from his lecture, annoyed at the disturbance. The rest of the class had turned to look at him in surprise. Shinozuka was staring with eyes wide in fear, his breathing loud as he felt his heart pound against his ribcage with the rush of adrenaline that coursed through his veins.

"Is there a problem, Shinozuka?" The teacher glared at him, a displeased frown on his face. The class stared back at him as his own eyes swept the classroom landing on Sasamori and Yuki who were staring at him in concern.

"I- I just-" he tried to stammer out. He took a deep breath, willing his heart to calm down. "Sorry, Sensei. I just saw something surprising is all."

Sasamori gasped loudly. The teacher raised an eyebrow at her before turning back to Shinozuka. "Be that as it may, that gives you no reason to disrupt the flow of knowledge that happens here. Now sit-"

"I need to use the restroom."

The teacher blinked. "Excuse me?"

Shinozuka forced his body to appear relaxed as he asked again, "I need to go to the restroom. May I be excused?"

The teacher glared at him, suspecting falsehood.

"Please? It's urgent. Life or death." This time, Yuki was the one who gasped at him.

The teacher huffed. "Fine. But be back quickly."

Shinozuka was out the door before he could even finish his sentence. He forced himself to continue to walk at his usual easy going pace but once he was past the sight of the class he broke into a run. He didn't slow down until he skidded to a stop in front of another classroom door. He was breathing hard, more from the adrenaline than the short run. A few deep breaths in an attempt to calm his respiratory system before he opened the door a little bit and peaked through.

Mizushima's class was thankfully preoccupied with socializing or studying to notice him. Shinozuka eyes widened at what he saw. 'No…' Determined now, he glared hard at Mizushima until the latter felt the piercing stare and glanced up at the source. He looked surprised to see Shinozuka in the middle of class. Or maybe it was the expression he was giving him. Mizushima's own expression darkened as he realized the implications of the whole situation. In a way that could only have been done by one who has spent the majority of his life perfecting the skill, Mizushima somehow managed to get up and walk to the door, slipping out silently, without a single person noticing.

"What happened?" Mizushima cut straight to the chase, glancing up and down the hallway in case anyone appeared.

"I was in class and Sakura-Sensei was lecturing and I wasn't paying attention, just looking out the window and I was thinking that it was really boring because nothing was happening but then I thought to my self, 'I spoke too soon' because then a black car pulled up and parked in front of the gate and -"

"Hijiri" Mizushima cut him off. "What happened?" He repeated again, with a look.

"Butterflies" He summed up. Mizushima's eyes widened.

"Butterflies? As in, more than one?"

Shinozuka's face was grave as he nodded. "I counted 8."

"Wha-" Mizushima said softly. He looked at Shinozuka.

"2 flew up to the floor above us. The other 6 separated in 2 groups. 3 in my classroom, and 3…"

"In my classroom." Mizushima finished for him. They stood in silence for a minute, Mizushima deep in thought. Finally he spoke up.

"The three in my class…"

Shinozuka nodded. "I didn't know till I looked in but I had a feeling. Nananase, Harumi, and…"

"And me." He finished again. "And your class?"

"Me," he glanced at his own arm where the butterfly had landed. It looked almost pretty in an extremely morbid way. "Asaki and…" He glanced back up at Mizushima who had an unreadable expression. "Koyuki."

The silence stretched on. Mizushima was perfectly still, darkness shadowing his face, making it difficult for Shinozuka to see his expression.

"Who?"

Shinozuka raised his eyebrow at the question. "What do you mean 'who'?"

"The man in the black car."

Shinozuka shook his head. "I don't know who he was-"

"No not him."

"What?" He was now thoroughly confused.

"Who did the man talk to? Who came to the gate. The Principal?"

Surprised, but at the same time, comforted at the proof of Mizushima still being able to do his magic. Knowing that Mizushima was on it comforted Shinozuka far more than he realized.

"Yeah. He was also with an administrator. I think she works at the attendance. Short black hair, usually half-up with a small flower clip holding it in."

Mizushima nodded and turned back to the room he had just exited. "You should get back to class, Hijiri. Sakura-Sensei will get suspicious if you don't return soon."

"What are you going to do?" He asked.

"It's study period, so I'm going to finish my work,"

Sensing that it wasn't the end, Shinozuka prompted, "And then?"

"And then I think I need to check on my school attendance record." He slipped back into the room, leaving Shinozuka alone in the hallway.

And that is the first chapter. Short but hopefully exciting. I was pretty excited when I wrote it. Now I just have to work on a second chapter. Hmm... I should have thought this through better. Review please!