The Story Revived
Kakesu stared at her new school. It was huge. How such a small town could have a school that large puzzled her as nervously shifting from one foot to another. This was her first day of school and she was nervous. Suddenly the clock rang, and Kakesu jumped. Class didn't start for another hour, but she had come early to get ready for ballet. Taking a deep breath, Kakesu entered the threshold of the campus.
Kakesu's parents had sent her to live with an aunt she didn't know existed in Kinkan in the middle of the school year. They were government officials and had to leave to work out a peace negotiation that could take months. Reluctant, but obedient, Kakesu decided to search up her new school. She found very little information on the town, to her amazement. Her mother had looked in on her and explained that there was no internet or phone connection in Kinkan. Kakesu had been shocked but upon her arrival, she could understand how such an old fashioned town could be so oblivious to the modern world. Everyone looked like they were a century or two outdated. It was like time didn't pass there.
Kakesu walked to her new dormitory and knocked. Two girls, one with pink hair and a blond, opened the door.
"You must be our new roommate!" the pink haired girl said, "My name is Pike and this is Lilie," Kakesu nodded politely and walked in. She put her bag on the empty bed and began to unpack. Kakesu could feel the two girls exchange glances behind her back.
"She sure isn't like Ahiru," the blond girl whispered loudly, "She is so poised," Pike nodded in agreement. Kakesu ignored them, her cheeks burning. She had forgot to give her name. Idiot, she called herself mentally, idiot. She decided to try to start a conversation.
"Are you two in the intermediate ballet class also?" she asked, her voice soft and elegant. They nodded, but didn't say anything. Kakesu blushed inwardly at the awkwardness. She picked up her ballet materials and excused herself to go to the ballet room. After all, there was no point in staying and embarrassing herself further.
Kakesu walked out of the changing room and to the practice room. To her resentment, there was someone there already. A dark green haired kid was practicing. Jeez, Kakesu thought, the kids here have such strange hair colors. Despite her unhappiness that the boy had got here before her, she still had to admit he was good. He suddenly stopped and looked at her.
"Go away," he said, not a hint of kindness in his voice. Kakesu took a step back, offended. Having parents that were very strict about being polite helped keep her from shouting at him.
"I believe there is more than enough room for two people," she said, her blue eyes staring at him fully. He looked a little startled by her blue eyes. She liked that. It certainly served him right.
"Whatever. Just leave me alone," he turned away. Kakesu huffed.
"Who exactly do you think you are?" she blurted out angrily without meaning to. He looked at her funny again.
"What is your name? I've never seen you in class before,"
"It's Kakesu. Now answer my question. Who are you?"
"Fakir," he said. His eyes went cold again and he went back to dancing. She started to stretch. After a couple minutes of bending her legs and reaching beyond what human flexibility allowed, Kakesu started to do the 1st Arabesque, raising my leg and arching my head back. She then followed with an en dedans, and then a glissade. She continued with pirouettes and a few temps levé. Fakir, no longer noticed by Kakesu, watched her silently. There was something faintly bird-like about her, from the way she danced to her name, Kakesu. He then turned and worked on his own dancing. They subconsciously began to get closer until it almost looked like they were doing a pas de deux. She leapt higher than before and Fakir caught her. Kakesu was the first to realize and started to twist. She fell from Fakir's grasps, breathing heavily. Fakir looked shocked by his actions. Suddenly the bell rang. Fakir left just as Pike and Lilie entered. They looked at him, then Kakesu, and started to giggle. Kakesu had a feeling she knew what they were thinking and sighed. Neko-sensei entered the room, and class began.