Yuri continued to sleep, until, at last, the Camaro pulled into a mile-long driveway through a wooded area. One eye cracked open, gazing out the window, and then the other. She groaned.

"We're here, then?" She asked, stretching her muscles and yawning slowly. Funny, even though she had been tossing and turning quite a bit in the back seat of the car, a quick checkup in the review mirror revealed that not a single hair on her head was out of place, and her makeup was not smudged. Ah, the benefits of being amazing. The Chauffeur seemed rather amused at this, but rather than saying anything, he simply nodded.

Coming up in the distance, Yuri could see an outline of a massive grounds- buildings that were ornate, possibly Victorian in architecture (not that she was a nerd for that kind of thing, it was more of an educated guess) bordered by wrought iron fences and decorated lamp posts. Her eyes widened a little bit. This was the place? It seemed...nice, almost as nice as her mansion. Maybe even a little better than her mansion (not that she would admit that for anything).

"Welcome to MGSR, Yuri," a tall and muscular man toting a strange staff next to his side boomed from outside the car. "I am Headmaster Black. It is my duty to inform you that you will be roomed with Eileen Peony Sarah Locke, from the Sherlock fandom, in dorm 213." Yuri's brow furrowed as she listened to the Headmaster dictate where she would be spending the next few months of her life. She had heard things about the Sherlock fandom, unpleasant things. That the fan characters from there were all...brains, talk, and snark. Essentially, smart alecs with sticks up their asses. She let out a low growl, her fingers enclosing around the wand in her pocket. Wait, what was she doing? She wasn't violent! She wasn't an angry person, easily fed up with things that would put a normal person off! She was kind, caring, sensitive, understanding!

The Headmaster chuckled, a strange twinkle in his sea-green eyes. Yuri frowned, slowly unwrapping her fingers from her wand.

"You can get out of the car now," he told her, and her face turned a bright red color. That was probably something obvious that she had failed to pick up on. So she nodded, unlocking the door and stepping outside. Almost immediately, she felt herself adjusting to standing up on her own two legs. It was a relief.

"Okay," she said, looking towards Headmaster Black with a deal of interest prominent in her facial expression. "Where...where do I go now?" It was funny, most times when she was unsure of where to go she would suddenly receive a moment of random intuition, something that told her where and when she needed to be. From small to large-scale events, this never failed. Until now. But Yuri chose to dismiss that.

"You are needed in the main hall, where the rest of the students are currently gathered," he told her. He then motioned towards a large door on the nearest building to them. "It's right in there. You can probably hear the commotion inside by now," he said. Yuri tilted her head, listening in with her part-cat senses. Sure enough, she could detect a mass of bodies, walking, talking, and merry-making. The merry-making part seemed a little off, however. After all, this was a school to "improve" characters. Which meant that the staff, particularly the Headmaster as well as their creators...thought that they needed improvement. Which was bullshit.

But Yuri said nothing, instead choosing to be kind and understanding like she almost always was. She walked daintily over towards the door and opened it, being greeted by tons of new faces as the warm air from the inside came at her with a whoosh. She then stepped inside, a slight spring in her step causing her ample breasts to bounce. She then studied the student body. Most of them were exceedingly beautiful and handsome- wildly bright colored hair, flawless skin, thin and dainty figures, round and perfectly-formed bosoms (only on the girls, of course), and overall, pleasant to look at faces. It brought a smile to her face. She would fit right in here, with all of these perfect people. Unless-

"Who are you?" A soft but strong and nearly condescending female voice spoke at her. Yuri whirled around to see a tall girl with perfect brown ringlets framing her face, and a bust to rival her own. She frowned.

"I...I...is that really important?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. Why did this girl seem almost hostile?! They hadn't even properly met yet!

The girl shrugged. "I'm checking to see if you're one of the more...fantasy-like fan characters here, or if you're one that's actually believable, like me...though I already believe I know the answer. Your clothing, robes, and skirt obviously are from the Harry Potter world, Slytherin house if I remember the colors correctly. Which means that the stick poking out of your skirt pocket is a wand. Which, in effect, means that you're not an OC I want to associate myself with." Yuri made a choking noise, taken aback, her bright blue eyes hardening with a mixture of anger and disbelief.

"I-I...That's fucking rude," she snapped, jabbing at the girl's chest with one finger to show that she was angered. "Especially for some...some muggle OC from the...Doctor Who fandom!" The girl burst out laughing.

"I'm Eileen Locke, and I'm from the Sherlock fandom, smart one." Yuri huffed with embarrassment before something dawned on her. This...this imperfect, smartass, condescending girl was her roommate!

She growled. "You're going to be spending more time with me than you think." She opened her mouth to say something else, when, all of a sudden, something smacked into her from behind, knocking her over and sending her face-first onto the marble floor.

"Oww...what the hell?" Yuri groaned. Eileen only snickered.

A short boy with silver and red hair, who looked to be around sixteen or so, offered a hand up.

"Sorry," he muttered. "Jutsu gone wrong." Yuri raised an eyebrow but said nothing, taking his hand and lifting herself up off of the ground.

"It's okay," she said. He was probably from the Naruto fandom, then, and boy, she did not want to get on his bad side. From reading the manga alone, she knew that the canon characters were very volatile. Fan characters generally were worse. So she decided to try and stay in this boy's good graces. For now.

Eileen folded her arms. Then, the lights went out, and everyone started mumbling and yelling in surprise.

"FUCK!" What a wonderful way to start off at a new Academy.

End of Chapter Two

(A/N: Sorry, this is a little lower quality than last time. But, at least it's within 24 hours of the last chapter! I'm planning to update this often, you know. Submissions are still open, so if you'd like to submit a Mary/Gary Sue/Stu, you can! ^w^)