Everything will be okay.. You have your schedule, as long as you don't lose that, you'll be okay.

He kept reassuring himself as he stepped off of the school bus, he was quick, so that way he wouldn't get run over by the other teenagers as they got off the bus. It was his first day at a new high school, in a totally different town, in a totally different country. Kiku Honda was a new student from Japan. His step-father had recently gotten a new job in the states, so that meant it was time to say goodbye to Tokyo, and hello to New York City. It wasn't that much different from home, so at least it wouldn't take him so long to get used to the rather big city, but, there was one thing he needed to worry about, and that was the people. Most people were quite rude, but, there was an occasional person that would ask him if he was okay.

Practically wrinkling the paper in his slightly shaky hands, he stared his way towards the main doors. It was the middle of the year, just after Winter Break. So, people have always formed their little groups of friends, and it left Kiku all alone.

Not that he mind that.

He was always alone. His father was almost always at work, the only time he got to see him, was at night, when he would prepare for bed, or the weekends. He always tried to get the weekends off so that way he could send some quality time with his son. He always told him that he did not worry about him being alone all the time, and that he should focus on his work, adding that he completely understood if he was swamped and had almost no time at all. But Kiku seemed to never get through to his step-father's thick skull, saying father-son time was important, so, Kiku usually never said anything after that.

Kiku received a rather hard shove in the shoulder as students walked past him. Rude.. He sighed, and glanced down, he had dropped his schedule, and as he went to pick it up, someone already beat him to it. Gazing up, he met the eyes of a blond, which were hidden by glasses. Behind those specks, there were the most brightest blue eyes ever. Kiku couldn't help but stare at them.

"This yours?" The stranger spoke, handing the now crumbled and slight dirtied paper to the Raven haired, who took it while nodding his head, "Thank you." Muttered Kiku while he began to fold up the paper. "Yeah- sorry about that, dude, I totally didn't see you there!"

He was the one to run into me? Kiku shook his head. "It was no harm done." He simply replied. His accent was thick with an accent the blond never heard before. "Hey, I've never seen you here before. You new here or something? Where you from? Are you like, Japanese or something?" Why was he suddenly interested in him? He ran into him, which was quite rude in Kiku's opinion, but, he did apologies, so, Kiku guessed he wasn't completely rude. Kiku at his questions, he spoke. "Yes, it's my first day. I'm from Japan, so yes, that does make me Japanese." He answered the awaiting American, who was quite interested. "Whoa, awesome! Say something in Japanese!" The blond though of what he just said, for correcting himself. "Heh- Sorry. What I meant to say, was, can you say something in Japanese?" Now that seemed a little more polite than what he had said earlier. Again, Kiku nodded before he spoke yet again. "Ah.. Watashi no fāsutokurasu o mitsukeru no o tasukete kuremasu ka?" The confusion on the teen's face made Kiku want to chuckle to himself, but, nonetheless, Alfred grinned widely. "Wow, that's so cool! But can you repeat that again, this time, in English?" He asked the male as he began to walk down the hall, Kiku following shortly behind.
"What I said was, 'Can you help me find my first class?'" He repeated himself in English while he went to get his schedule out again, and in return, Kiku received a grin, as well as a nod. "Of course dude!" He outstretched his hand, and took his schedule from the teen. "By the way- Name's Alfred, and yours?" He asked as he scanned the other's schedule.

"Kiku." Was what he replied, and Alfred turned his head to look at Kiku, and instead, gave him a small smile, instead of a grin. "Nice meeting ya, Kiku!"

"It's a pleasure meeting you too, Alfred."

And then it was silent as two two walked through the crowded halls. A few teachers would roam the halls, telling students to get to class as the bell rang. That's when the chaos began. Students rushed to get to their classes. Most, not really that excited for the next five months of learning more boring stuff, which they probably wouldn't even use once they graduate high school. There were a few students were who a little happy to get to class. The shoving started up again, and a few times, Kiku stumbled a bit, and ended up holding onto Alfred's arm to keep himself from falling. Alfred didn't mind, of course. He kept a firm grip on his arm, so that way he wouldn't really lose the male. They walked up one of the many staircases that led to the second floor, and down the hall they went. The halls were a little less crowded, and as time went on, it grew smaller and smaller, to where the only people left in the halls were the students that didn't care about class, the ones that were possibly as lost as Kiku was, and a few teachers. Kiku stopped right in front of a door, which Kiku took that as a sign that they arrived to his class. He took his schedule from Alfred, and thanked him. "We have the same second period, so I'll be here when class is over, okay?" He told him, flashing him a smile, then down the hall he went.

Once he was out of sight, he stared at the door, biting his lower lip. What if the teacher had already started a new lesson, and just waltz right in and interrupts class? He eventually just shook his head, and took a step inside of the classroom. At first, it was rather loud and obnoxious, a few crumbled up papers flying threw the air, hitting students in the back of their heads. But, as Kiku stepped in, in an instant, everyone was silent. All eyes were on him, including the teacher's. Kiku immediately tensed. Though, it wasn't until shortly after until the teacher gave Kiku a welcoming smile, and motioned him to come to the front of the class, which he obeyed, taking a few steps forward, walking to the teacher, until he stood right next to her. She rested a hand on his shoulder, before giving her attention to the rest of the students. "Class, this is our new transfer student. His name is Kiku, and he's from Japan, please, if you see that he is having a difficult time understanding something, help him, I'm sure he would greatly appreciate that." Kiku simply looked up at her, and shook his head. "No need," He started, before he glanced around the classroom, then back at the teacher. "I'm fluent in English, but, I thank you for your concern." The teacher flashed him a kind smile. "Splendid to hear, then! Well, I'm Mrs. Cooper, and for the rest of the year I'll be your Science teacher, please, have a seat anywhere you'd like!" Again, Kiku nodded, and being used to his Japanese culture, he bowed slightly at the waist. "Thank you very much, Mrs. Cooper." He said, and straightened himself out. He glanced around, he noticed a few empty seats, mainly towards the front, but, Kiku didn't mind, so, he made his way fright over to the first seat he saw, and got himself situated in his new seat, and looked up at the teacher as she began her lesson.

Though, as she started with her first lecture for the semester, he could feel eyes burning into the back of his head, and it made him a little nervous. He bit down on his lower lip, before he felt something lightly hit him in the back of his head. Looking down, it was a wadded up piece of paper. He just simply picked it up, stared at it, before looking behind him, noticing how a small group of boys were trying to act so casually, but was failing.

"Colton, please leave Kiku alone." He heard the teacher speak. The guy, who Kiku assumed was Colton, just shrugged his shoulders, and laughed. The teacher resumed to her teaching, and Kiku kept his gaze mostly to his desk, only looking up at the teacher when she said something that seemed remotely important. Though, after the long, 45 minute class was over, the bell rang, and in an instant people rushed out of the classroom. Kiku was a little amazed by how quick some students are when getting out of class. He was one of the last people out, he gathered his items, placing them neatly in his backpack, then slung it over his shoulders, and walked out. Like Alfred had said, he was standing right at the door, waiting for the Asian teen.

"Told ya I'd wait for you out here!" Alfred flashed Kiku a grin, before nodding to the hall. "Come on, our next class is just down the hall, I'll guide you there." Kiku appreciated that, and he gave him a gentle smile, nodding at his direction, before he began to tollow the American blond through the crowd. Like earlier that morning, he held onto Alfred so he wouldn't lose him.

Thankfully this time the two made it to their next class before the bell rang. Kiku looked around the room as the two stepped in. History. The teacher, this time was a male, like Mrs. Cooper, he welcomed Kiku with open arms into his classroom. "Hello, Kiku! My name is Mr. Dawson. If you have any trouble with English, please let me or a classmate know." This is the second time he'd tell a teacher that he didn't need help with English. And Kiku assumed that wouldn't be the last.

"Thank you, Mr. Dawson, I appreciate your concern, but, I speak English fluently." He simply told the teacher, who nodded slowly. "Ah, well, that's good then! But if you still are struggling, let me know, and I'll do my best to help you." Kiku nodded as the bell for second period rang. "Thank you very much." He said, before he went to join Alfred with sitting down in a seat, sitting down next to him, and waiting for class to begin.