The brown chestnut eyes fell on the sky, blanketed with stars. She let out a breath and laid down, reaching her long neck up to give a neigh and then laid it down. She didn't know why she had to come here. No, that was a lie. It was the only place she could live when they'd leave her along, and she could have some what of a normal life. The truth was, she'd love to be wild, but she knew she had to get an education too, if she wanted to be anyone in life and she didn't want to have to search for food for her whole life.
It was worth it though. Once she graduated from this school, here in Japan, she could go wherever she wanted and she'd be free – forever.
She looked around to the wise old trees that surrounded her. This would be a nice place to stay for a little bit. It had a nice feeling, and it was a long patch of forest, so she could run for hours, days even… maybe. She was tired, and she knew it was late… and tomorrow was her first day of school. Great, she thought. A new school, new people, new problems. Great.
Kyo angrily trudged through the hallways of the school and sighed. This place was so BORING! He never understood why he couldn't just stay home. Damn him, Shigure. That fucker. He looked up for a moment, placing his hands in his pockets and sighed again. All those faces that passed him by disgusted him. None of them knew him, and most of them, were all over him. Or at least tried to be. He hated it. The only person in this whole school he even tried to be nice to was Tohru, and even that wasn't working out so well. Tohru liked that damn rat better than him, and he knew it. He swore that Yuki would rub it in his face sometimes. Tohru liked him better, shit, who wouldn't? He was a lot nicer to her, and he was a lot more sociable inclined. Tohru wasn't looking for someone like him – he'd always be alone and there was no doubting that.
He looked towards the floor for a moment before he looked back up, smelling a scent he hadn't before and there she stood. Her eyes were going back and forth from a paper, of what he figured was her schedule, and the doors. She was lost, he thought.
Wait, he thought. It was probably that girl from America he was hearing so much about. His eyes twisted down her body. Her brown hair was beautiful, and long- dancing down the side of her shoulder and twisting around her like a dark cloak. He looked to her face, and saw something on her forehead. A scar, maybe, birth mark? The uniform she wore did not give her body justice. She didn't look like the girls around here – thank god. Maybe she'd act differently too.
Oh My God, Kyo thought. I'm becoming Shigure! Damn, I'm going to kill him. He thought, but his eyes were still on her.
He watched close as she took a step into one of the classrooms and paused. There was something about her, no… on her. Fear? Doubt? He didn't know. He could see it on her face, and in her eyes. Maybe it was meeting new people, being in a whole different country? Oh, who knew?
"Kyo-kuuunnn!" That annoying childish voice shot through his brain, making the nerves in his body scream to just punch him. It was Momiji. God, that voice… It drove him mad.
"What?" He replied annoyed.
"Isn't that the girl that was coming from America? I heard that she—"
"Shut up. Yeah, it's her." He interrupted him. He didn't want to hear any of the rumors. There were too many to count.
Momiji wrinkled his nose. "Well, fine!" He said to Kyo. He smiled bright and walked passed him and up to the American girl. "Hi!" He waved.
She paused and cocked a brow at the little boy standing in front of her, waving wide like a five year old. "Um, hi…" She forced a smile. She was caught a bit offguard by his hyperactivity.
"I'm Momiji!" He jumped up. "Welcome!"
She smiled again. "Thank you. At least someone notices that I'm here." She looked up to see another boy looking at her. She bit her lip, gave another half-smile, and walked into the classroom without saying another word.
Kyo's eyes narrowed. What the hell? He looked over himself making sure there wasn't any buggers hanging out of his nose or anything. Ugh, that would be his luck, wouldn't it? Did he freak her out already? Without even talking to her? Damn, he thought, as he walked into the classroom behind her, tossing Momiji to the side. "Get to class." He told him.
Momiji pouted and cried, waited, and then sighed. "Fine," he said. "Don't pay attention to me!" He said, turning around and walking to his class. "Meany." He mumbled.
She sighed and looked around. She had to make sure she didn't touch anyone, or looked into their eyes. Or anything like that. That would be bad. It was okay if the girls brushed against her in the hallway maybe, but… the boys, they were different. She knew that sounded a little dyke-ish, but it was true. It was why she was here, okay, some of the reason she was here. She was on her own, and she had no other choice but to be. No one would take in a freak like her; no one.
She had told the teachers that she didn't want a big introduction to the whole class, it would be too uncomfortable. Of course, the ones in America didn't give a shit. They'd do it anyway.
She took a breath. She could feel some eyes on her that made her a bit uneasy, but it was okay. They didn't know her secret so it was okay. She took a deep breath. She needed to stop being so goddamn anxious and worrisome. She was going to make herself sick… again. She had to make it through her first day good, because if she did, it would spell success in the future.
xx
Kyo sighed heavily watching Yuki and Tohru ahead of him. He was so jealous of them but he'd never admit it. He hated that Shigure could see right through him (another reason to hate him) but he was damn well glad that Yuki couldn't. He took a deep breath and slowed down a bit. Maybe if he walked slower, they'd disappear into the horizon together. He hoped, he thought.
xx
She sighed, walking out of the school. Yes! She survived her first day of Japanese School. It was a miracle. She bit her lip and started walking towards the forest. It was a beautiful day and she hoped it would be a beautiful night as well. She packed her new books away and started walking a little faster into the forest. No one would see her hopefully. She needed to get a job, to get money, and maybe get a hotel night for a couple of nights. Of course, she didn't know who would hire an American around here that didn't know ANY Japanese. Shit, that would be hard. She thought. Who was she kidding? She'd be in the forest for a while; it was time she got used to it.
She looked up a little ahead of her to see the red-headed boy and two other people: a boy and a girl. They looked like they were flirting, and the red-head, well… he looked jealous, and lonely. She sighed and looked away.
She closed her eyes as she started to run, faster and faster. Her bag flew in the wind behind her. She had to stop somewhere to take her clothes off. She had ruined too many clothes like that when she changed. She needed to keep what she had, which wasn't a lot.
She stopped after a little while and hid behind a tree, quickly dropping the clothes beside her and putting them in the bag, wrapping it around her neck. She closed her eyes and took a breath as her body started to change into a dark skinned, dark furred animal. She smiled and nipped at the bag, just to make sure it was there. This was freedom and it was the only thing she had right now, and the only thing she loved about being the freak that she was.
She smiled again and started running as the beast within her. Her chestnut brown eyes scanning over the forest as her hooves beat faster and faster. She wasn't a human anymore, she was a beautiful, graceful beast – a horse. She was one of them, and without even knowing, she had found her family that she had been searching subconsciously for years. She was like a blur in the dim light of the forest. Anyone who saw her wouldn't believe their ryes. There weren't a lot of horses in the forests of Japan, right? She smiled with her soul.
She gave a whole new meaning to Beauty and the Beast.
This is a rewrite of the first chapter. I will get to the other two soon.