Obligatory Disclaimer: I do NOT own Infinite Stratos or any of its characters, etc, etc etc…etc.

This is my first and probably only fanfic since I'm literally swamped up to my chest with school work, College Applications, Scholarships, and am using this as an opportunity to relieve myself of pent up creativity.

Any way, hope you enjoy

Heart rate: 100 BPM Breathing: Slightly elevated

Location: Outside Room 1-2, IS Academy 3:00 PM

"Are you ready, Leo"?

"I'm a bit nervous yeah. How you holding up, Voxie?" I replied

"All is well sir" replied the floating orb behind me.

There was the general din of a regular high school class inside, yet I knew that this was a very special school. It trains students in how to use ISes, and—'

"Class, I'd like to introduce a new student today' .The class went completely silent for a moment, and then heated whispers could be heard from behind the sliding door."

"Voxie, I'll be honest here, I don't think I can make it through today. I've just got off a twelve hour flight, I carried my luggage around all day, and I'm just tired, can't we do this tommo- "No Sir. It's the last class of the day"

"But I look-"

"You look fine. Your Curly Brown hair is in its usual state of Disarray. You went to the bathroom ten minutes ago. Your belongings are safely stored outside the dorms. You have no excuses."

Darn. And the Jet lag was really starting to get to me too.

" Leo? Leo are you there?"

Great. Missed my cue.

BPM: 115 Breathing: Elevated

I slam the sliding door to the right and walk into the classroom.

And now I've slammed the door. Why do they make them so light?

I bow as was customary standard of the Japanese

"My name is Leonardo Da Silva; please take care of me this year"

The entire room is quiet.

Was it speak then bow? I should have paid more attention to the customs part of the book on my way here. Man… this day is not my-

Shrill voices spilt the air

"OMIGOD ANOTHER GUY" "He looks so strong!" "What's that thing in the hall?"

"And he's Brazilian!" "No Way!" "I say we sneak into his room tonight and- "How'd he get in?"

"I thought he was American?" "Another guy? It's only the second week of school!"

'QUIET!' yelled the teacher

Voxie near soundlessly floated to my side from the hallway

"Greetings. I am called Voxie by my master." And she did her own bow. Or I assumed it was, since spheres really can't do much. No legs or arms and such.

'Well then, if you and uh, Voxie will take a seat in the back then' ordered my brown-haired teacher.

As I awkwardly slid into my seat in the back of the class by the window the lesson continued. The girls kept their eyes on me like hawks, it was pretty uncomfortable.

The teacher continued on with her lesson, on the history of IS. The clock at the back wall moved painfully slow, and the lesson was excruciating. I really couldn't care about the debate over whether or not the prototype space IS are actual IS or not. And so, the lady up front droned on; 'There are 467 IS cores in the world, each apportioned to different countries according to the Alaska treaty- yes Leo what is it?'

"Um… Actually its-"

"There are 467 +1 IS cores, all of which were made by Tabane Shinono. And the other by you, correct?"

"No, it isn't technically a core, but that's not what I'm getting at. I was just raising my hand to say that it's time to go." The clock showed 4:00, the end of the day. As I got up to leave, I was surrounded by my female classmates who all tried to ask me a million questions at once."

"Leo, are you single?" "YOU made an IS Core? That's Impossible!" "When's your birthday?"

'How old are you?' "Do you like chocolate?" "I was wondering if you wanted to have dinner with me"

"Want to hang out some time?"

I tried to respond, "No, I don't like chocolate, it's not an IS core and-"

I was completely overwhelmed by this barrage of questions when Voxie stepped in with her distinctive automated voice.

"Leo must rest; he has been active for over 36 hours and requires sleep to function properly for his combat exam tomorrow morning"

"Uh… yeah, what she said. Sorry, I'll talk to you girls tomorrow after my match, OK?"

And so I slipped away to the dorms…with my robotic companion in close proximity.

Location: IS Academy Dorms, on my way to room 1025 4:15 PM

78 BPM Breathing: Normal

I turn the corner in the hall carrying my two suitcases and a backpack. Another blind corner and I nearly run into a rather… curvaceous woman, whom I assumed was a teacher and set down my stuff.

"Excuse me, where is room 1025?"

'Oh, you must be the new student. I'm trying to get your new room set up. I'm having an issue with –'

"Houki-san, wait-"

"Get kicked by a horse and die!" screamed the crying, angry girl with her long hair in a ponytail.

What the heck is going on here?

I looked inside and a guy about my age, with black hair and a definite red hand mark on his cheek. "I take it he's my new roommate?"

'Yes'

"Sweet"

I throw my heavy bag(s) into the back corner of the room. The green haired teacher ran off to find the girl who just stormed out. Not my problem though. I turned to face my new roommate.

"I'm Leo, and I'm your new roommate. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go crash now."

He tried to respond, but it was too late.

I said was crashing. And so I did, leaving this bewildered new buddy of mine to deal with whatever drama he was in the middle of by himself. Voxie lowered herself, I let her under the blankets, and she powered down as well.

Man, these sheets smell really nice… was my final thought as I drifted off to get some much needed sleep.

BPM: 50 Breathing: Relaxed