My-Natsuki

A smile tugged at the corners of Natsuki Kuga's face. The college counselor was rather taken aback by that action as he leaned back into his rather expensive leather chair. Natsuki turned on her heel and smiled fully, not allowing the evil man know how happy she was truly. After gaining her composure, she turned again and faced him. Her facial expression was indifferent and as she bowed and left the room with the paper clutched into her hands she allowed her self to indulge in another smile.

As the girl walked outside of the campus of Fuuka Academy, she tucked the piece of paper carefully into her jacket pocket. Then walking briskly over to her parked Ducati ST3, she hopped on, grabbing her helmet and slipped it over her cobalt hair- all in one fluid motion. Bystanders that didn't know her would just stop and stare at her, amazed. But once she noticed them, she would give them a look that would send them running away.

Once the cobalt-haired girl reached her destination, she ran up the side stairs of the apartment building and jogged over to her door number- 23. She unlocked the door and closed it slowly behind her. Once the door was closed, she jumped into the air, cheering and wearing the biggest smile she had worn in years. Then she pulled the piece of paper out from her pocket and threw it onto her desk that was covered in other papers and books. The paper read: Dear Ms. Kuga, you have been accepted to Fuuka University.

Natsuki Kuga, age 19 and a freshmen in college. Finally being accepted to the only college she had ever wanted to go to. She was rather well known at her high school for being beautiful and athletic, but other than that she was known as the "Ice Queen". She had a hot temper, but an icy attitude. Many students claimed that the temperature has been known to drop a few degrees once Kuga has entered the room. She has as many secret admires as she does of people that are afraid of her. She was on the track team during her high school years and ran a fast 100m dash in a total of 12.6 seconds, beating many course records. A man named Masashi Takeda was constantly badgering her. Lets just say that he knows the names of many people that work at the hospitals rather well. But he was sent off to a boarding school in another region of Japan.

As a constant ringing filled the room, in the dark a figure groaned in annoyance as bed sheets ruffled. The buzzing sound stopped, but the groaning hadn't. At the sound of a flicker, light poured into the room. The figure had her legs hanging off the side of the bed, with one hand supporting her and the other rubbing an eye. The figure got up, stretched out and walked into the bathroom. After a few minutes the figure came back out, only this time she was walking rather briskly and in a hurried manner. She scrambled, grabbing cloths from the floor that had been there since the last time she wore them. She started to curse at the alarm clock, while grabbing a book bag and slung it over one of shoulders. Then she walked over to the small kitchen, which was attached to the living room, the figure reached into the fridge and grabbed a white bottle of mayo and a piece of bread laying on the counter. Nearly tripping three times just to get the mayo bottle back into the fridge, she rushed out of the kitchen, out the front door while swiping a thing of keys on her way out.

Now down stairs, in the parking lot for the apartment residents, she hopped onto her Ducati ST3, slamming the keys into the bike, she turned it on and left the paring lot in a blaze of furry and dust.

Almost a half n hour later-

The sound of a motor was becoming clearer and clearer for the students of Fuuka University as they were walking through the gates to get to class. The skidding sound of a bike caused many to look over at the source of the sound, where most everyone could she a girl in tight low-riding jeans and a tight blue tank top that was covered by a black jacket. As the figure parked the bike and hopped off, she pulled off her helmet and placed it on her bike. Many people were staring at her, but once she noticed she just narrowed her eyes and the started to look the other way walking away from her quicker than before.

Happy with that, the girl looked at her watch and noticed the time. Cursing to the air, she ran off towards a side door. Up a couple of flights of stairs, she was huffing for air, but not truly needing it, she stopped in front of a door that had: Mrs.Morrish- History, on it. She breathed, as well as she could, in and back out. Then she opened the door quietly and walked into the room.

The room was nice and rather large for the amount of students in the class. The room was similar to a small theater. The chairs went downwards, leading to a small stage that had a projector and a short pedestal, which a rather plump woman was standing behind. She went unnoticed until she started to walk down the middle isle of the room and continently had to trip over someone's bags. With a loud bang and few gasps and a quick "Are you okay?" She got up, her cheeks redder than her nose was after falling on it. And the teacher, presumably Mrs.Morrish, was staring at her in a rather weird way. Her expression gave off the fact that she was surprised, but it looked like she was about to laugh and yell at her at the same time, after a moment of silence a voice spoke out: "Are you here for my class?" asked Mrs.Morrish.

"Uhh… Yes. I am," the girl almost speechless from the attention that was being drawn to her from that one innocent question.

"Well, welcome to Greek Mythology, and I hope you have done your homework. Being as you are officially 10 minutes late to my session, you have missed the introduction portion of the class, so, as special as you are, I would like you to stand up. State your name and your favorite snack," Mrs.Morrish spoke deviously.

A small glare was directed in the teachers way, but she stood up hesitantly, clearing her throat after a moments time, "My name is Natsuki Kuga, and I am sorry for being late. My favorite snack is Mayo," she spoke the last bit of her statement a little softer, hoping no one would hear to tease her about it later.

Mrs.Morrish looked at her without any true expressions and then spoke up, "Why, hello Natsuki Kuga. I am Mrs. Morrish, I will be your teacher in this class from now on, I hope we get along," she spoke the last part with a slight bitterness in her words.

After sitting down again, Natsuki shrunk into her seat ever so slightly, and got out a loose-leaf notebook from her bag and a pencil and just hoped this wasn't how every class would be like.

Once class was over, she was the first one to leave the classroom and stormed down the halls and towards some place she could sit down. After a while, she was found a bench in a hallway. She opened her book bag and looked at her schedule seeing that she had a while before her next class. But it was an annoying amount of time. Not enough to go back home, but enough to be wasting her time with. Because it was only the first day of classes, Mrs. Morrish didn't assign any assignments for them except to study their notes incase of a pop quiz. Natsuki rummaged through her bag and just looked at the paper that had the name and symbol for each Greek God, "Oh god, I'm never going to remember this! Why do I even bother? And the way that teacher looked at me. I can already tell I will dread that class," she signed as stuffed the paper back into her bag. Zipping up her bag, she decided to take to self-tour of the inside of the building.

After a couple of minutes, she found herself already lost. "DAMN IT!" she yelled out at as she reached another dead end corridor, "this school has to have an end to it!!!" she screamed in frustration. But just then did she see a door that was slightly cracked and opened. Curiosity killed the cat they always say. As she approached the door, she first peeked through the opening. The room was smaller then all of the other ones she has seen. It seemed like a classroom of her old high school, "this brings back memories," she whispered to herself.

She opened the door more to see that no one was there, so she stepped into the room that had old style classroom desks with the desk connected to the chair all pushed over to one corner. And in the front of the room were a grand desk and a dusty clack board behind it. All of the items in the room looked old, misused and dusty, "Seems like high school all over again. Except there isn't any annoying teachers here," she tossed her head back slightly as a small chuckle escaped her mouth.

Suddenly she heard footsteps, panicking for reasons unknown; she started to hustle over towards the corner filled with desks. With her luck, she tripped over two desks, causing the few stacked ones to tumble over and cause a huge sound. Luckily, she wasn't hurt but the footsteps were growing louder until she could hear speaking and another set of footsteps. She sat there, waiting.

The door busted open and a muscular woman with wavy blond hair came into the room, and was followed by a thinner, more timid looking girl right behind with short brown hair and glasses. The taller one spoke first, "WHAT! What happened here!? Who are you? And what in the word are you doing here!?" the over-grown gorilla shouted to Natsuki, who was standing up and was about to say something until the other girl spoke up.

"Oh, Haruka, it's world, not word," she said in a confident, yet timid voice.

Haruka turned to her and spoke in a nicer tone, but still as loud, "what? I thought that was what I said! Yukino, that isn't the problem here anyways. This rat has broken school property," she said, pointing at Natsuki, who at this point was about to kill the big gorilla.

"Who are you calling a RAT?! You GODZILLA!" Natsuki shoot off her mouth, with fists of rage, "Besides, I didn't break anything!" she said turning around to see a desk that was cracked almost in two just above where she fell.

She could feel an intense gaze from behind her as she felt her spit go down her throat. Slowly she turned around to see fiery red eyes looking straight at her. Then she felt herself being pulled out of the room, and in moments time she found herself being pulled right in front of a room that looked rather large. On the door it read: Student Council Room. Oh great, it's only the first day and I'm already being pulled here. Damn my loud mouth. As Yukino caught up, it appeared that Haruka was clamed down a bit but was still gripping her arm rather hard. Then she turned to Natsuki, "you will have to face us now," she said, opening the door and shoving Natsuki into the room.

Almost falling, but keeping herself balanced, she stood up and looked around. The room was bigger than any of the classes she had seen in this school. What was also shocking was the fact that it was filled with people as well. Only a few people noticed her entrance, they stopped to look at her before getting a glare and moving along with their business. She felt a hand grab her again and drag her off to the right were another door was. Opening the door, Haruka threw her into a chair and closed the door behind her, shutting the bustling sound out. With the awkward silence, she looked around the room. It was rather fancy. This must be a person in higher ranks. He must have done something pretty special to get a room like this. She thought out of disgust. The room was rather large for having only one person needing it. There was a desk with elaborate carvings along the edge and an expensive looking leather chair behind the desk. A nameplate was on the desk, but she didn't bother looking at it. The chairs back was to them. She wondered if there was a person behind the chair. Then the silence was broken, "Ahem! This individual was caught in a no longer used room on the south end of the first building. When I had entered the room after hearing a crash, she was laying on the ground, with several desks behind her that were broken, it looked like she was letting out her stress and decided to break school property," she stopped and glared at Natsuki.

Natsuki on the other hand was dumbfounded by the fact that she was being accused for breaking school property on purpose, "WHAT?! This is not my fault! I tripped and fell! This is my first year here; I didn't know there was a room I couldn't go into! I'm so sorry, " she said as meanly as she could, practically spitting at Haruka.

Right as Haruka was about to reply to Natsuki, the chair turned around and a young man was seen sitting in the chair. He was handsome with a good complexion and nice dark hair. His eyes were kind and gentle, but were strict and firm. Natsuki almost puked when she saw him. The man turned to her stating his name, "Hello, my name is Reito Kanzaki, I am the Vice-President of this college," his voice was soft but deep and it had a soothing melody to it when he talked; however, Natsuki wanted to cut out his voice box from just talking to him right now. "As much as I would love to take this case, I just can't at this moment, for I am needed in a meeting in a few minutes. As much as I would love to stay and take things from here, I must be leaving, so you'll have to see Shizuru," he started talking before Natsuki could say anything.

She was happy that she was going to get someone else other than that playboy; however, he felt that he would have been fair to her and taken her side, but she doesn't like the sound of this Shizuru person. Haruka faced towards her after the clicking sound of a door when Reito was gone. "Gone on. We've got to take this to the next level… Sometimes I wish I could just punish you myself… But no! 'Not guilty until proven'," she mimicked someone as she started to walk to the other side of the room, where there was another door which Natsuki hadn't noticed earlier.

As she stepped into this room, she was shocked by the size of the first room, but now she was truly shocked when the door creaked open to see this one. Damn rich kids. She said under her breath. This room was larger than the previous one but it had the same desk and chair, but papers were neatly pilled on the desk and the chair was empty. On the other side of the room, the back of a woman was seen as she was pouring something. Natsuki only looked at her until she was nudge by Haruka to go further into the room. She cleared her throat, but before she could say anything a voice pierced through the room, "Hello, Haruka. Who do you have with you this time? I presume that Reito has another meeting," the voice was creamy and soothing and had a bit of Kyoto twang to it.

Natsuki felt her cheeks warm up every so slightly just by this mysterious woman's voice. Weird. She never has felt like that before. Quickly shaking her head she watched as the girl turned around. It was almost like slow motion. Her wavy light brown hair moved as she did. And once she was completely turned around, Natsuki found that her mouth was growing dry from it being open slightly. Her cheeks burned a little bit more, but out of embarrassment this time. The girls face was perfect. Slightly round but not fat. She had a great figure. But what Natsuki found herself staring at was not her large bust, but rather her crimson red eyes and showed no anger or happiness in them. They were false and almost empty of emotions. They closed as the girl smiled. A sweet smile. A false smile. But Natsuki didn't allow herself to be fooled by her. She was most likely actually really evil. Natsuki gave her a small glare, just as a warning.

The girl noticed but didn't change her expressions when she opened her eyes again. Haruka stepped forward, "this girl has broken school property," she said and with that the other girl turned to Natsuki.

"Did you break school property?" she asked Natsuki, who was taken aback by the idea of being asked her opinion and slightly offended by the fact that she was addressing her similar to how you talk to a child.

A small blush breaks out onto her face and she sees a glint of something in those crimson eyes. She was at a loss of words. Trying hard to find some, she took a risk of speaking, "I didn't do it on purpose," was that all she had to say? Damn it NATSUKI! THINK THINK THINK! Was that all you could come up with!? What about: HELL NO! I didn't do it! Natsuki, you really are a loser sometimes. Practically hitting herself, she watched as the woman turns to Haruka and back to Natsuki.

"I am President of the Student Council, Shizuru Fujino. And what may your name be?" she said in her soothing Kyoto accent.

"N-Natsuki Kuga," she damned herself for not being as calm as she would like to be. But there was something about that girl, Shizuru that made her heart beat faster and something that made her angry at the same time.