Hello there! I know the prologue was short, so that's why I uploaded the first chapter right away. Hope you like it.

Summary: [AU The four of them are in school! So will this school year be a success? Or a disaster?


Chapter One:

First Day of School

At that moment, a man just had a dream which hadn't seen for a long time, jerking him awake from this nightmare. Sitting up, he looked around his room frantically, his deep violet eyes scanning his surroundings, but nothing had changed, he was still inside the confines of his home. He could feel he was soaked in sweat and decided to take a shower.

Removing the blanket off him, he slid his legs to the side, pausing to catch his breath as he went over that dream. It had been years since he saw and thought that he was free from his past, but he was wrong. Of all nights for him to see it again, it had to be this night...or morning. He closed his eyes for a moment, running a hand through his golden hair and stood up to go to the bathroom.

Turning on the faucet, he splashed some water on his face. Then he looked at himself at the mirror.

His layered golden hair, just stopping at his shoulders along with his two eyes that are the color of two purple amethysts, both of them full of no emotion at all. Except for one, which he has yet to overcome.

Taking his eyes of the mirror, he undressed and walked into the shower, turning on the water, he allowed the clear and cold liquid to wash over him. Although the water was freezing cold, he didn't mind and it helped him to wash away that horrible dream for a moment. Finally, he turned the shower off and walked back to his rooms to dress.

Before opening his closet, he took a look at his digital clock sitting on his bedside table, blinking the time at him.

"5:30 in the morning?" He whispered to himself then went back to opening his closet. As he went through his clothes, he started grumbling to himself, for not only has he woken up earlier than he had planned to, but he was also reminded of his work. "I can't believe I'm actually going to continue this job..."

His job is being a high school teacher. This year is going to be his second year of teaching. Last year was a disaster...for him. All year he had to do his best to stay away from his female students as much as possible. Luckily, students and teachers having a relationship was against the school rules, but it didn't stop them from flirting with him. Finally, he reported to the Headmistress. The number of girls flirting with him then began to decrease, finally allowing him some personal space of his own.

He didn't get along with the male students either and they didn't bother either. Most of the guys don't like him especially since he has been getting the girls' attention. So most students, female ones to be exact, only adored him for his looks, and nothing else.

"Better make some coffee..." He said to himself while putting on his blazer over the crisp white shirt of his and proceeded to the kitchen.

He currently lives in a one-storey house. Although his salary was really high, a nicer house would have been easily affordable for him, but since he lives alone, he decided that this house will do. Girls, he had no interest in then. Not even when he was still in school. God, he doesn't even want to relive those days for a lot of terrible things had happened back then.

Walking into his kitchen, he turned on the coffee maker and started to prepare himself some breakfast. Leaving the coffee and toast to finish, he went out to check if the morning paper was in. Sanzo stepped outside, feeling the morning mist around him, making him sniff lightly for he has allergies; he then saw the newspaper lying nearby. Picking up the newspaper, he went back inside.

Sitting with his breakfast already done, he took his glasses out of his case to start reading the morning news. Unfortunately, only after setting them on the bridge of his nose, his phone started ringing. Automatically, he reached for it and looked at the screen. It was the Headmistress.

"This is going to be a long day"

Somewhere not too far away...

"Shoji! Are you dressed already?" A teenage girl with long brown hair, tied in a single braid and sapphire blue eyes called out to her little brother from the kitchen, holding a ladle and wearing an apron over her school uniform. "We don't want to be late on out first day"

"Coming! I just need to get my bag!" Shoji, her little brother replied from upstairs, his hair jet-black and eyes of the same color as his sister's. .

"Alright, you have five minutes" She called out again before going inside the kitchen to finish washing the dishes. That's right, today is the first day of school and she is now in high school, about to begin another year of learning. As she cleaned the plates, she hummed softly to herself. It was only the two of them living along in this house, her taking care of the major things in the household and in charge of looking after her sibling. So far, they were living happily, with very little and minor problems.

Finally, Shoji cam bounding down the stairs with his school bag all dressed and prepared to leave for school. "I'm ready!" He said with a big smile, showing her that he was ready.

Yuki smiled warmly at him as she placed away the last of the dishes and quickly undid the ties of her apron, hanging it on the hook on the door. Gathering her school things, she went over to the door, a hand on the doorknob and turned to her precious brother. "Okay then, let's go!"

"Alright!" Shoji cheered happily and followed her outside. He winced slightly at the bright light coming from the sun but soon his eyes adjusted and went up to his big sister. "Ne, Yuki..." he said softly, a sad expression on his face, clutching the straps of his backpack and his gaze avoiding hers.

"Hai?" She had been double-checking her things until Shoji called her name, making her look down on him as she adjusted her bag. The look on his face immediately had her concerned. "What is it?" Being the older one, she had to make sure that she was always there to comfort Shoji, especially since their parents weren't around and after all, she had volunteered to take care of him.

"Do you think I'll make any new friends?"

This question made her giggle, but she politely stifled them for he was pouting at her, making him even more adorable. Giving him a warm smile she replied, "You made some friends last year right? So I'm sure you will." Now why should he be worrying about this? It should be easier for him to get along with others at this stage of education and by now he should have already chosen a set of loyal friends.

"Hai...demo...only a few..." he said softly. In reality, he was nervous as it was possible that he might not be in the same class with the kids he knows and his friends. He was afraid that his classmates will be the mean type and be unable to cope up with them.

Hearing this, she giggled. "He's still young..." she thought quietly to herself. Just from looking at him, she knows why this was bothering him, as the school shuffles the students in different classes. Supposedly to enable all of the students to get to know each other, but what they had failed to realize is that not everybody can get along with each other.

Eventually, they were almost at the school. Even last year, they would walk to school everyday, for their house was only walking distance away from it, rather convenient actually for the both of them. Ever since that fateful day, she has been the one who has been taking care of her little brother, since he was very small.

Both of them go to the same school. There are four separate building: the grade school building, then the middle school followed by the high school and lastly, the college building. All of them grouped together in one area, with reasonable distances between each other.

Stepping in front of the gates of the grade school, she bent down and placed a hand on top of Shoji's head, trying to ease him from being nervous, as it was written all over his face. But she knows that he will be just fine, as long as his friends are with him, and she likes them as well, for all of them were good kids.

"You be a good boy okay?" She smiled at him and straightened herself, stepping aside. "I'll see you after school."

He gave her a nod and ran past the gates. Then he stopped and turned around. "I promise!" Giving her a wave ran off, spotting his friends and immediately started to converse with one another.

Chuckling, she made her way to the high school building, which was not too far away. A few greeted her as they walked by and she just nodded in return, giving them a polite and kind smile. As she walked closer to the high school building, she couldn't get rid of the feeling that something was going to happen, either it was good or not, she wasn't sure.

Entering the building, she stopped by her shoe locker to go along with the tradition of changing shoes and spotted some familiar faces along the way. Once she was done she made her way to her assigned classroom and found it after going up a set of stairs. Yuki paused in front of the door, for she was hoping that most of her classmates were people who she is able to get along with.

Taking a deep breath she said to herself, "Don't worry...everything will be fine..."

School bell rings...

All heads turned as the door slid open, revealing a tall and lean man, their teacher standing there before entering; only to be greeted by silence as they all watched him. Without looking at them, he placed down his books and folders, and arranged them first before starting. Most students kept silent as he did this, for they felt that he was not someone to anger by the stern and serious look on his face. His layered hair golden like the sun, those piercing violet eyes of his, he looked as though he was in his early twenties.

"Alright...settle down already" He said over the students' chattering, ignoring those who were gawking at him, for this wasn't the first time that he had received this reaction from his class.

All of them quietly returned to their seats, keeping their mouths shut as they waited for him to continue. Sanzo just watched them, observed them for he could tell one's personality just from their face and judging them from how they had reacted to his entrance, he thought that this class wouldn't be that different from his previous one.

Once all of them had seated themselves, he picked up his attendance notebook and a pen. "Before we start, I'll check the attendance." he said, putting on his glasses and started to go through the list of names. Calling and checking each name, from time to time looking up to confirm the response from a student and make sure none were busy chatting. While doing this, the girls began to take notice of his appearance.

"Omigosh! Look at his gorgeous hair!" One squealed, admiring how his hair was styled and the shade of yellow.

"You think he has abs?" Another whispered to her friend, not taking her eyes off his torso.

"Is he really a teacher?"

Their teacher was definitely gorgeous; most of the girls were practically drooling over him and swooned each time he spoke. Seated on the chair right next to the window was Yuki, who was just looking outside, waiting for her turn. When she entered the classroom, she saw to her dismay that most of her classmates were the ones she barely knows. Fortunately, she had at least two very close ones, and immediately approached them. She only talked to them for a while before deciding to take her seat, as she enjoys being where she is now.

Hearing the whispers from her fellow classmates, she turned to look at the man standing in front, and had to agree that he is indeed handsome, but he was a teacher and nothing can change that. It seems that he was only a few years older than her, and that he was of the serious type as this was seen right away while he was reciting the names of the students, not bothering to smile at any of them.

"Hana, Yuki"

"Hai!" She quickly said, a bit embarrassed as she had replied a little bit too quickly but fortunately, her classmates were too busy to notice. Then without thinking she made eye contact with him.

Sanzo's eyes connected with hers as well, but only for a fraction of a second before going back to the list, and continued to check the attendance.

"What just happened?" Yuki lowered her head as she could feel her face warming up and her hear racing, so she brought a hand up to calm it down. After a few seconds, she relaxed and thought that maybe it was the fact that he was more strict than the others teachers in the previous year.

Meanwhile, he was also thinking to himself, focused on finishing this list before starting the orientation. "What's this? Practically all of them are no different from the last batch...I don't think they are even paying attention to the fact that this year wasn't going to be as easy as last year when they were in middle school..." Then he was just going to have to make sure that all of them abide by the rules and do their work, or else they will suffer a blow on their grades.

Finally, he was through with the attendance and set the attendance down along with his pen. Wordlessly, he turned to the blackboard, picked up a piece of chalk and wrote his name:

Genjo Sanzo

"My name is Genjo Sanzo and I will be your class adviser this year." He began to explain as he placed the chalk down, pushing his glasses up a bit and looked at them to see if they were all alert. "I will also be teaching you your English subject".

Seeing that nobody has reacted so far (not counting the girls who were drooling at the sight of him), he proceeded with his orientation and started to flip through the pages on one of his notebooks, scanning it. "Today I will give you all your schedules and the lessons plans for this semester...and" He paused for a while, as he had heard some talking in hush voice and finished once they had quieted down, "We will decide who will be our class officers"

A student raised his hand, confident as that he was doing the right and sensible thing and asked, "Are there any requirements?"

"For being class officers, yes," answered Sanzo, taking out a sheet of paper from within a folder and held it out. "I'll write them on the board, so I want you all to copy these"

Sounds of shuffling were heard as all of them took out their notebooks and pens, poising themselves to write down whatever was to be written on the board.

The requirements were:

1. Students must have grades of A or higher

2. They must be very responsible

3. Very disciplined

4. Time-manageable (especially if there are any last minute plans/meetings/activities)

After writing the last one, he turned back to them. Casually leaning on the board but not all the way as to prevent his back from getting covered in chalk dust. "We will have the election after lunch. So, for now just copy your schedules and I'll get someone to pass the lesson plans".

He then started to go through his things to look for the schedule. When he couldn't find it, he realized he left it with another teacher, who has forgotten to return it before the beginning of classes, which is very inconvenient for things were going smoothly so far. This morning he was called to the school right away just because one teacher was sick and now he was to go and hunt down the man who still has the schedule in his possession.

"Darn it..." He grumbled to himself and slammed his folders shut, startling the students at his sudden outburst. "All of you will stay here while I get the schedule..." Sanzo announced his hands on the surface of his desk, leaning on them momentarily before heading to the door.

As he walked out of the classroom, all of the students' eyes were on him, waiting for him to leave the classroom. Just when they thought he was gone, he poked his head back in the classroom a stern look on his face as he added:

"And stay quiet"

After he left again, they waited for a few more seconds for he just might pop in again with another warning. When he didn't come back, all of them exhaled, they had been holding their breaths without realizing it.

"Phew! I thought for sure he was going t-" A blue-haired girl with orange eyes started to say, stretching her aching back from sitting still when she was interrupted.

"Oh shut up Kira!" snapped a blonde girl with green eyes. She leaned back on her chair, inspecting her carefully manicured nails. "I can't believe a hot guy like him can be so mean..."

"Looks like somebody got the hots for our teacher" A guy with flaming orange hair and read eyes teased the blonde girl, getting out of his seat and approached her, a grin plastered on his face. "Am I right? Kaori-chan..."

Still grinning from ear to ear, he sat down on her table and leaned down on her, his fingers gently cupping her chin as he made her face him. Leo, the playboy of the class, one of the many they have in the batch. He just seems to never get tired of flirting with girl everyday, no matter how many times he gets rejected.

"Eww! Get away from me!" Kaori exclaimed, slapping his hand away, and glared at him, not happy with him invading her space. "I already dumped you last year!"

"Come on babe, everybody knows you love me..." He said putting his arm around her shoulder.

This made Kaori snapped and started shouting at him who just continued teasing her. Kira who disliked Kaori just turned to the person in front of her and started a conversation. Soon, all the students were talking and not caring if they were nosily. Judging from the behavior of their teacher, hr probably doesn't care. Just wants to have peace and quiet and most especially wants to stay out of trouble.

Sighing, Yuki took out a book and was about to read when someone stood in front of her. Looking up, she saw that it was one of the people she despised the most.

"Well, looks like somebody is my classmate again this year"

It was Sheila, one of the meanest people in their batch. She has long wavy purple hair and mean-looking red eyes. She always tried o get what she wants. Of course, the teachers never paid attention to her and as much as possible they stayed away from her. She was also known as the female version of Leo but only worse. She flirts with every good-looking guy she comes across.

One of her hobbies is bullying other people, especially Yuki. For the past four years, ever since Sheila first transferred to their school. She has been picking on Yuki every chance she gets. Last year, she kept on forcing Yuki to so her homework. Even though Yuki refused to, Sheila would dump her books in Yuki's arms anyway.

"So, what happened to your glasses?" She asked with an evil smile on her face, twirling a strand of her hair with one of her fingers as she looked down on her favorite 'prey'.

Last year, Sheila almost broke her glasses when she refused to do her project - which she was supposed to do all by herself to raise her grade. Luckily, the teacher happened to enter their classroom and witnessed Sheila threatening to do something horrible to Yuki. Sheila was then suspended for a whole week, but sadly, she hasn't been expelled.

Snapping her book shut, although she didn't get to read. How could she? With this foul and mean girl around, it was very unpleasant. Putting away her book she said to Sheila, "In my bag, still in one piece...no thanks to you Ayaka-san."

"How dare you speak to me like that?" She shouted as she slammed her fists on Yuki's desk making others stop talking and stare at them. Sheila then bent down slightly so that she was face-to-face with Yuki and her cleavage was shown due to the fact that she didn't bother to button all of the buttons of her blouse. The typical slut she is...

"ANSWER ME NOW!" Sheila yelled, clenching her fists and getting very impatient with Yuki who just stared at her calmly.

"Speak to you like what? You asked what happened to my glasses..." She began then stopped to flick away from invisible lint from her sleeve. "And I answered your question."

This made Sheila even angrier for being spoken to like that was one of the things she hated. Especially, by people like Yuki. Sheila was about to grab Yuki when someone got hold of her wrist.

"What the-", She started to curse until she saw the person holding her wrist. "Kuro..."

"I despise bullies..." He said with an emotionless voice, his eyes almost covered by his bangs. His dark hair messy but stylish and his grey eyes looking at her with disgust. .

What a friend Yuki has, for this one was one of her close ones and he did keep his promise: To watch out for her at all times. This was made not too long ago, but she didn't really expect him to go far as to actually stopping Sheila from trying to hurt her. For a moment there, she thought that this woman was going to stop trying to torment her.

"Let go! This is none of your business!" screamed Sheila as she tried to make Kuro let go. "Anyway, Yuki is just a bitch!"

Hearing that was the last straw, something inside of her just snapped but she didn't want to vent it out through violent actions. Not looking at anybody in the eye, she grabbed her things and walked out. Everybody was speechless as she left the room. Kuro had already let Sheila go who just stood there smirking, a victory for her.

"Oh no...not again..." A girl named Reina moaned.


In the hallways/corridors...

"Darn...where did he go?" Sanzo asked himself, walking down the corridor. "It's his fault he didn't return the schedule back to me..."

Flashback

"Ne Sanzo, can I borrow your class schedule?" A teacher with brown hair and emerald green eyes asked, smiling at the teacher seated at his desk, his hands behind his back as he waited for a response.

"Why should I? We're in different classes" Sanzo asked not taking his eyes off the files he was currently reading as he needed to do some reports later and he wanted to get it over with to scratch some things off his to-do list. "Hakkai?"

"I just wanted to see what time my classes are with your class" replied Cho Hakkai as he adjusted his glasses, the smile not leaving his lips and he knew that this man will eventually agree in lending it to him anyway.

Putting the files down, he looked at Hakkai who was smiling as usual which is annoying for some reason. Doesn't he ever get tired of smiling? If he smiles any wider, his face just might crack "Don't you have your own copy?"

"Well you see, I seemed to have misplaced it..." He said and laughed nervously. A sweat drop appeared on Sanzo's head and he stared at this man, who is supposed to be organized. "So...can I borrow your schedule?"

Not having any other choice, he looked for his schedule, finding it, he handed it to Hakkai. "Here..."

"Arigato" thanked Hakkai, taking the schedule, bowing his head and turned to leave. Exactly what he had been expecting, for Sanzo to agree in lending a schedule to him.

Just then Sanzo turned to him in his seat and called to Hakkai, "Hey! You better return it before classes!" If he doesn't, then someone was going to get a bullet in the head, and he wasn't going to hesitate. That was the only copy he has at the moment and he didn't want to have to face the obnoxious headmistress just to get another.

"Hai, hai!" Hakkai said before exiting the faculty room, waving at him in reassurance.

End of Flashback

"He said that and yet he didn't give it back..." muttered Sanzo as he looked in classrooms, but saw no sign of the brown-haired teacher which meant that he doesn't have classes yet. Unfortunately, he didn't know what Hakkai's schedule was.

Just when he turned left, a boy crashed into him. Having fallen flat on his bottom, he grimaced in pain, now pissed off as he already has a handful of things to worry about. Now students were completely ignoring the rules and just speed down the corridors.

"HEY...WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU"RE DOING RUNNING IN THE HALLWAYS!" Sanzo shouted angrily, shaking a fist and a vein bulging out of his cheek. Then he met a pair of golden eyes. Now, he knows who the boy was, he sighed to himself.

"I should have known..." He said under his breath with one hand on his forehead, a migraine was coming, he could feel it already.

"Ah! Sanzo!" The brown-haired boy with golden eyes shouted eagerly, recognizing the man on the floor. And he jumped and tried to land in his arms but... "SAN-"

SMACK!

Sanzo had taken out his fan and smacked the boy on the head before even letting get an inch closer to him with his hands. "Don't touch me! Baka-saru!" he yelled, and hit him some more.

"WHY DID YOU HIT ME?" he wailed, holding his head which now has a huge lump on it. "NE SANZO?"

"Because you're an idiot!" Sanzo said, putting away his fan. Then he remembered what he was supposed to do. "Hey, Goku!"

This boy's name is Son Goku, currently a senior in high school. He's not exactly a smart student. Most of the time, he's eating or sleeping and despite his age, he still acts like a child.

"Nani? What is it Sanzo?" He asked after standing up but still rubbing his head.

Lifting himself off the ground, he dusted the dirt off his slacks, unhappy with the dust on it, but managed to remove them before standing to his full height. "Have you seen Hakkai?"


Outside on the school grounds...

Not caring if she cutting classes, Yuki just grabbed her things and walked out of their classroom. She would cut classes last year too, but only because of Sheila or if she was too stressed. Going to her favorite tree, she placed her bag down and seated herself below the tree branches with her arms wrapped around her legs and head resting on her knees. She started to think to herself.

"Why does it have to be like this? Ever since she came here...my life has been miserable...and I have to keep up with my studies..." She stretched her legs and leaned on the trunk of the tree. "And yet...here I am cutting classes again..."

As she was leaning on the tree, she couldn't help but notice that the sky was clear: the clouds were white and the sun's rays peeking through the tree's branches. Whenever she sits here, she was always at peace. She used to sneak into the high school grounds just to sit under her favorite tree.

"Oni-chan..." she murmured, her gaze still focused on the sky. Then tears started to fill her eyes. "Doushite...Doushite...why did I do to deserve this?"

Memories of the recent years passed by before her eyes. From when she was still small, and how happy she was with her family. Then his family started having problems and her father passed away while her mother was pregnant. After Shoji was born, her mother suddenly got married again. To a man who already has a son. Her stepbrother...

It has been quite a while since she last saw him or spoke to him. Shoji would sometime hang out with him after school. Yuki had received an e-mail before, containing an agreement between her and their stepbrother. The agreement stated that he would take care of Shoji on certain days for a certain period of time.

Of course, she asked Shoji if he was okay with the agreement. He agreed. So, she replied saying that they were fine with it. However, whenever he would stop by their house, she would make sure she was out of sight.

"Maybe...maybe...I should just..." She began to say but then Shoji's face appeared in her mind. Shaking the thoughts out of her head, she said to herself, "Iiye...Shoji needs me...demo...does anybody else really need me?"

This thought made her even sadder, but she was able to wipe her tears away. Reaching into her bag, she took out her most prized possession. A pocket watch. A gold pocket watch which has symbols engraved on it. Pressing the button on top, it opened to reveal the watch. She pressed it again and the watch flipped to reveal a picture.

Just by looking at the picture made her smile. In the picture were herself and her father. They were standing under their favorite tree, side by side. This happens to be the same tree she was currently sitting under. Her father's hand was on top of her head while she was holding some flowers. Both of them were smiling. Shoji wasn't born yet at that time.

"Oto-san...what should I do?" she said softly although she wasn't sure if her voice could be heard since it was quiet. Setting down her watch, she looked up at the sky again. "Oto-san isn't here right now...and..."

"And what?" A voice asked suddenly, making shivers go down her spine.

Sitting up, she looked around her and saw the person just a few feet away from her.

"You..."