-Catgirl-of-Bavaria-: I had lots of fun with this chapter. Little Rin-chan was my favorite, lol. Anyway, Thank you Dante von Hohenheim for the review, and like I said, I love your penname! Mwuahaha, on with the story!

Chapter 1- The New Boy

"Onee-chan! Onee-chan!" A small voice called out, seemingly distant to a brunette head of hair lying in the warmth of an emerald green comforter and emerald green pile of fluffy pillows.

"Nnnnnn…." The lump in the blankets murmured, stirring only a little.

A little girl no more than four years old pouted at the great lump, peering through her long, sienna hair. She grabbed a firm hold of the edge of the bed, her other hand grasping the comforter, and pulled herself with effort to her knees on the very edge of the surface, and began to repetitively push and shake the green lump.

"Chihiro, wake up!" She squeaked, her tiny hands pulling at the blanket that was held tight by the sleeping brunette. "You have to go to school!"

The alarm clock on the table next to the bed agreed, beeping monotonously. The elder's hand flew from the fortress of the blanket to give it a good whack, one practiced and perfected by habit over the years. At the clock's silence, the arm retreated back to the shelter of blankets, and the lump resumed its calm and sleepy breathing.

The little girl pouted again at her sister, and turned carefully around, leaping sloppily off of the side of the bed. She ran out the door and down the hall, coming back moments later with a cup brimming with cold water.

Climbing back to her perch on the edge of the squeaky bed, she grabbed the top of the comforter, and yanked it finally out of the brunette's hands, revealing her older sister, curling up in recoil from the sudden change of light. The young girl nibbled her bottom lip as she raised the cup above the girl's head, and…

"AAAGGHH!" The teenage girl shot up from her covers, her brown hair and her face now drenched in freezing water. "Oh crap, Rin! What was that for!" She yelped, leaping out of bed and wringing her hair out onto the hardwood floor.

"You wouldn't get up, again, so I had to!" The young girl whined, watching as her sister danced, trying to escape her soaked shirt, holding the front of it from her torso. "Mom and dad went to work, and you have to take me to daycare, but you never wake up! You're always so tired, Onee-chan!"

"Yeah, well…" Chihiro mumbled, not knowing how to come up with a comeback to that. It was true, after all, and she had to give her little sister credit. At times the little girl was even more mature than she, even at four years old. She was of course, right about her being sleepy all the time.

"I'm gonna go get dressed, Onee-chan…Don't go back to sleep, or you'll be sorry!" The short girl threatened from the doorway. She then turned with a wave of sienna and disappeared to her own room.

Chihiro pulled her top off over her head, finally away from the wet cloth. Tossing it into her clothes hamper, she took a quick analysis of herself in her full-body mirror. She wasn't all that beautiful, at least in her mind. Just ordinary. Her body had matured since she had moved to this house five years ago. Her form had remained slender, but had at least filled out. She remembered how scrawny she had once been. But still, she thought she just looked like any ordinary girl.

The fifteen year old pulled out her school uniform, and pulled herself into it, tying the sash under the collar into a loose knot. Smoothing out her pleated black school skirt, she found a hair tie in the pocket. Pulling it out, she stared at it for a moment, watching the sunlight bounce off the violet material in glints. She didn't know where she got it for the life of her, but for some reason, she always felt content when looking at it. Sometimes she thought she was crazy for this reason, but she could never throw it away. For some reason, it seemed out of the question.

She began to gather her mid-back length hair into her grasp, and wound the band around her collection of brunette hair. The tie wasn't the only mystery to this girl. Rin, her younger sister, had been born not even a year after she had moved to this town. It was Chihiro who had chosen her name, not knowing where or how she got the name Rin. She'd remembered it just popped into her head when she was in the hospital just after Rin's birth, when her and her parents were searching for a name. She suggested it, and her parents agreed. The name was special to her somehow, but she had no clue why.

"Onee-chan, Rumi-chan's here!" Rin had just popped into the room again, an excited look on her small face. Chihiro finally grabbed her school bag and headed after her ecstatic four year old sister. She smiled, remembering that her best friend from her previous neighborhood had moved in next door just after Rin had been born. They had made a tradition of walking to school together, and lately taking Rin to daycare along the way.

"Hey, Chi, ready to go?" Rumi asked cheerfully from the door. Rin had obviously let her in on her own. Rumi had short, light blonde hair, and dark eyes that gleamed toward Chihiro as she came down the stairs. She had her arm around the young Rin, who was brimming with affection for her second sister.

"Yeah, thanks to this one," Chihiro teased, ruffling her sister's hair as she passed through the door. "Let's get going, before we get detention, Rumi-chan."

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"So, Chi, where's Taro?" Rumi asked as the two girls entered the school in search of their lockers.

"Hah? How should I know…?" Chihiro retorted. "He's only my boyfriend; I don't have to know where he is all the time…" A blush came to her cheeks.

"I dunno, it's just, usually, he's on you as soon as we walk through those front doors. Just seems strange that he's not showering you with PDA." Her eyes gave a little roll.

Chihiro play-punched her friend in the shoulder as they made it successfully to their classroom without being late, for once. Taro, her boyfriend, was older than she, and thus a grade higher than her and Rumi. She was actually kind of grateful today, she was preoccupied again with a dream that she'd had the previous night, she really wasn't in the mood for making out against her locker during passing period.

Chihiro took her seat just as the bell rang, and the class chattered as they sank into their own seats, waiting for the teacher's arrival. She took out her notebook and pencil, and began immersing herself in her own world, meanwhile doodling on whatever page she opened to. She knew she had strange dreams so often that it was almost a regular occurrence, but every time, she couldn't recall those dreams after she woke.

"Alright, students, take your seats and settle down," She vaguely heard her teacher, Ryumi instruct the class. "Now I have one announcement before we get started today," He continued as the class silenced itself.

Chihiro still stared at the pencil in her hand as it continued to draw a Chinese dragon in the margin of her notes.

"We have a new student starting in our class today," Ryumi said, ignoring the excited whispers that were starting up. "His name is…Hakuno…Uh," He paused, looking his paper over for a surname.

"It's just Hakuno." An elegant and quiet voice said from the door.

"Ah, yes…Hakuno, then…" Ryumi said, scratching his head, confusedly. He set the paper down on his desk and turned back to the new boy. The whispers increased about this new boy, all of them wondering why he had only one name. "Well, I suppose there's that empty desk next to Ogino-san in the back, you can sit there, I'll adjust the seating chart."

Chihiro looked up from her doodling, moving only her eyes at the mention of her name. She saw the new boy, Hakuno, was approaching the empty seat to her left, his sack of supplies slung on his shoulder. Chihiro did a double-take, noticing that he was no ordinary-looking boy.

The schools uniform of a white cotton button-up shirt and black slacks and a black tie well-stated the boy's gentle but masculine form, but somehow, Chihiro saw that something more elegant, like a male's kimono would much better suit him. His hair was a beautiful bluish-green and was angularly cut, just brushing his shoulders as he walked. His straight cut bangs cast his brilliant green eyes in a light shadow, and his skin was clear and pale. His face, while beautiful, was expressionless as he assumed his seat next to the girl. Somehow, she couldn't draw her gaze away from him.

Hakuno sank into his seat, taking out his math book on cue from the teacher up front who resumed his daily lesson. This felt entirely new to him, although at the same time, so routine. He barely even knew who he was, just that his name was plainly 'Hakuno'. He'd just barely sensed the girl that the teacher had called 'Ogino' looking at him. Just turning his eyes to put her into his peripheral vision, he saw that she had indeed been watching him since he sat down, or maybe even before.

He sensed something else from this girl, but he had no idea what. He hardly knew the first thing about himself, and yet he was sensing something, something vaguely memorable from this strange girl.

'How would that be possible?' he scolded himself, turning his attention to the sensei's lecture on squaring numbers. He wrote every problem down on paper from the book, somehow solving it while barely recognizing that he knew how to. Hakuno decided for a while to just immerse himself in the work that was given to him, trying to ignore the Ogino girl and whatever his instincts were telling him about her. He needed to find things out about himself before he moved on to whatever he somehow knew about others.

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"Hi, Hakuno!" A bright voice said behind the sixteen year old boy in the hallway outside his new classroom.

Hakuno turned to see a smiling girl, her hands holding each other behind her back. She had a light blush spread across her light tan face, and deep, dark eyes beneath a mop of shining blond hair. Hakuno could somehow sense an air of nervousness around her.

"Uh, hi," Hakuno responded shyly. He saw the girl timidly bite her bottom lip, as if in contemplation.

"Um, I was wondering…Do you…" Her blush deepened. "Would you like to come and hang out with me and my friend after school today?"

Hakuno stared at her. She was acting so nervous as if she was asking him on a date…

"It'd kind of be like a double-date, my friend is bringing her boyfriend along, and well, I'd kind of be the third wheel, so if you're not doing anything, I'd be really happy if you'd come…" She suddenly sped up her pace of words, trying to explain everything in one breath. Her blush suddenly deepened, and she added on, "But there's no pressure if you don't want it to be 'date' type of thing…um…" The girl stared at the ground, hiding her increasing blush.

Hakuno still watched the shy girl, part contemplating the offer, part wondering how he had understood the girl, and part thinking how cute she looked, so nervous and flustered.

"What's your name?" He decided to finally ask her, finding his lost smile and putting it on. He cocked his head slightly to better try and see her pink face.

"Rumi…Rumi Namiko." She told him, looking up with a bashful smile.

"Well, Namiko-san, I think I will come along," He told her, eager to get his mind onto other things than his loss of all memory. He saw her face light up, and was immediately pleased with the way the conversation had ended up.

-Catgirl-of-Bavaria- : And now, Haku must face the terrors of…high school. –gasp- Anywho, gotta go get started on the next chapter…Unlike my other story, this one is being completed as I go along…See you guys next update, enjoy the story!