Quick A/N: this weird symbol 3 stands for hearts, okay?~ xD Because Isuke is not Isuke without hearts in her speech. :3
Tired after the first day at the academy, with delight I grabbed the door handle. I was thinking about how I will come to my room, unpack things and I'll take the decent, relaxing bath. But not quite everything went according to my expectations.
"Oh..." surprised, upon entering the room, I saw a inclined girl, rummaging in a suitcase. A veritable storm of shiny, red hair "So you already arrived?..." I asked with mild exasperation, taking off heels and assuming a not very cute slippers.
"Haruki Sagae." Introduced herself with a smile "Nice to meet ya!" she winked to me and went back to throwing her stuff all over the room. "Good timing...um..."
"Isuke Inukai." I said with an artificial smile, putting my bag next.
"Oh, sorry. Do ya have nail polish remover? I forgot mine..." she asked carefree, still searching through her suitcase.
"Oh, what should I do? I got angry " I announced with a beaming face. "Call me "Miss Isuke"." I added firmly, folding my fingers.
"Sure, Miss Isuke. So, can I have this remover? I did my nails only halfway..." she turned to me with her gleaming, golden eyes.
"Oh, how sorry I am." I said with mock sympathy "I'm using the gel 3 " I showed her my shiny, purple manicure. She looked at me questioningly.
"Gel? First I hear!" she stood up and walked closer. Suddenly I felt something overpowered my other hand. I turned my head and saw a curious Haruki. Her long, pleasant to touch hair brushing against my back. Damn, I didn't expect after her that she's so fast!
"Wh-What are you...?" I murmured in surprise.
"Eh, is awfully thin, I don't like it." Cut me off in mid-sentence "but I have to admit, that it looks nice..." sigh "And by the way, isn't Isuke a strange name?" she looked at me with the corner of her eye.
"It's not strange. It's cool 3 " I answered proudly and with quick jerk I freed my hand from the steel grip. "I'm tired, I'm going to take a shower." I said, putting my suitcase next to the wall and going to the bathroom.
"You don't want to take a bath? They got large baths!" I heard through the wall Sagae's incentives.
"Thank you, maybe some other time " I took off worn clothes and let the hot water. From all this confusion I had lost the desire to bath. The only thing that depends to me right now is the quickest way to go to bed.
""Miss Isuke", huh?..." I muttered to myself "Stay in the academy might be interesting..."
I stacked my stuff and lay them next to my bed.
"Oh, I forgot..." I buried in the clothes. At the bottom I was able to find the object of my search. I pulled it out of the suitcase and stared at it. "Don't worry. I will do everything in my power." I hid the picture in a drawer in the dresser.
Bored reached for the pack of Pocky, taking one to mouth.
"So..." I yawned "I should perhaps find out who is the target..." sitting on the edge of the bed I began my musings "Opportunities that is Miss Isuke, are quite low. There is something specific in her eyes, which somehow tells me that it's not her. Besides she smells good~" I bit of a chocolate stick "But until I'm not sure about this, I shouldn't trust her too much..." my thoughts interrupted a timid knock at the door.
"Good evening, the attendance checking!" I heard a girl's voice.
"Well, it's a good opportunity to get to know the rest of the students!" I muttered to myself and quickly got to my feet.
I pushed the door and for a moment on the other side, I felt an obstacle, which I probably rammed. I looked around the hall, but no one was there. Confused, I looked a bit lower. A girl sitting on the floor was massaging her head. It's probably her I accidentally knocked out. Beside her stood another, with a neutral expression. Already at first glance she seemed a bit odd.
"Oh, sorry!" I apologized to the injured.
"So you already came, Haruki Sagae." Suddenly said the mysterious blue haired girl.
"Do I know you?" I asked in surprise, turning my attention toward her.
"Well, by process of elimination, I can say that you are not Inukai." Answered listlessly.
"Ah, Miss Isuke is taking a shower." I said, extending my hand to the girl with light brown hair.
I squeezed her hand a few times. It was so delicate. Too delicate.
"Your hands were not created to do bad things, huh?" I asked, with a sarcastic accent, helping her to get up.
"Haru doesn't do bad things!" she replied, with a smile on her face.
I see, so her name is Haru. Her smell is ... unique. It is likely she is the target. But I also can't ignore the other girl. I have to check her out.
"Want some?" showed her a box of Pocky.
"No." she grumbled briefly, moving forward.
Provocation!
"But I insist!" smiling happily, I threw at her some sticks.
How could I expect, without much effort she countered my attack with the school journal.
"Nice reflexes!" I complimented.
"Haruki! Do not throw food!" Haru scolded me, taking it quite seriously.
"Oh, sorry, sorry!" Pretending to repent, I flicked her in the forehead.
"So right-handed?" Said the blue haired.
"Who knows?" I looked at her "Maybe the left-handed. Or maybe ambidextrous."
"...Let's go, Ichinose." She said after a short silence, turning on her heel.
"Oh, wait, Tokaku!" The girl ran after her, and disappeared around the corner.
Not having anything else to do in the hallway, I went back to the room, closing the door behind me.
"I have no doubt. Stay in the academy will certainly be interesting."
I walked out of the bathroom, brushing aside annoying bangs. Unfortunately, after a moment it was back in its place. With a sigh I put folded clothes on top of the suitcase. Taking up a small bottle of purple gel, I sat on the edge of the bed and began to paint my toenails. With corner of my eye I saw Haruki lying carelessly on her bedding, with its clothes indifference scattered around. Playing with her hair she intensely thought about something. In the room you could hear only muffled ticking of the clock on the wall.
"You should embrace your stuff." I eventually accosted, reluctantly, just to break the awkward silence.
"Yeah..." she muttered with equal lack of commitment, yawning.
"Why do I have to share a room with a slob?" I said out loud what I think, not really counting on any response from the roommate.
"Hey, Isuke..." she said suddenly, as if my words brought her a desire to talk.
"Miss Isuke, I don't like to repeat 3 " I interrupted her irritably.
"Sorry, Miss Isuke." she corrected with an accent "...You're not the target, right?" she looked at me.
"What a stupid question. Regardless of what I would say, there is a possibility that I'm lying, don't you think? " I scoffed.
"I personally think that it's not you." she ignored my scathing comment and further waded into the subject. "I don't know how to describe it, but...your scent is...unique."
"Oh, really?" I smiled "It's probably the perfume. I will take this as a compliment 3 "
"...Haru Ichinose." she said after a few moments of silence. "She's the the target, isn't she?"
"Do you also think so?" I asked with interest.
"Well...of course, I'm not sure, but..." she didn't finish "When you was taking a shower she checked the attendance. She was with some chick with blue hair. Terribly odd, and she smells bad."
"Azuma?" I threw in disgust.
"Ya know her?" She sat, staring at me.
"She shares a room with Ichinose. Damn, she's in the best situation, she has the target at hand." I complained upset. "Besides, her name doesn't say anything to you?"
"Azuma?" she raised eyebrows "Nothing at all."
"You're really uninformed " sigh "Tokaku Azuma - the member of one of the two most powerful assassin tribes."
"Not bad!" she whistled in admiration "So I see that we have strong competition!"
"Not much I care." I began to paint the other foot "I'll kill Ichinose, and I will perform the task - that's what counts 3 "
"Don't forget that you are not the only one who is hunting her." I noticed on her face playful smile.
Recognizing topic to be exhausted, Sagae decided to heave herself to her feet.
"I think I'll actually embrace my clothes." This saying she started to walk around the room and collect the worn things.
Without thinking, she threw everything on one pile into a corner.
"So, I'm going to sleep already." she slipped into bed and turned on its side "Night." Muttered.
"Sagae..."
"Miss Isuke 3 " interrupted me, carefree correcting.
"Good night 3 " I said happy, then I went back to painting nails.
A/N: Hello everyone! :D So, I would like to emphasize, that I'm from Poland, and english is not my native language. I was helping myself with translator to translate this fanfic ." So, if there are any errors or mistakes, please don't yell at me, okay? ;^; But anyway let me know, I'll fix it~ (or at least will try to fix it :3) So, yup~! ^^ Annnd, this is probably my first fanfic!...okay, not first, but first that I'm uploading :3 This fanfic will contain events that happend at Myojo, and after it. It focuses on course of the relationship between Haruki and Isuke. As a fan of 1000 Luxuries, I feel very bad that this fic...you know ;-; And my brain came up with interesting plot (of course after Myojo) and I'm curious, would you like it or not :3 So, once again, sorry about any errors and mistakes in this fic. See you next time~ ^w^