A/N: Chapter 1 of The Cold's Shards. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except my own. Mikagura School Suite belongs to the rightful owner.

Warning: This is a yuri themed story, you have been warned.

SriaLghtft: Yes it was my OC in the beginning and Otone hasn't been introduced yet, sorry if it wasn't written clearly.


Chapter 1: Welcome new students

The next morning...

"...su! ...risu! Kurisu!"

Hmm...someone's calling me...

"Are you playing deaf with me?! Wake up damn it!"

Ugh...So noisy...someone please...shut this person...up.

"...okay then. Don't blame me for what's going to happen next."

BAM!

"Ow." I spoke, gripping my head where there was a huge lump starting to sprout out of it. "What was that for?" I glared at the person who woke me up, a fellow junior that probably was a member of some club that I was not interested in remembering.

"You should be thanking me, it's the fifth time you fell asleep during class." She frowned before shaking out her hand with pain. "And ow...is your skull made out of bricks or something?"

"I do have a hard head so yeah, it just may be made out of bricks." I retorted, hitting my own head with a knuckle. Looking around I noticed that it was empty except for the two of us. "Hmm...I guess class is over huh?"

"Geez I don't understand you." The junior commented as I packed my things. "You sleep through class, get on Narumi-sensei's nerves because you don't pay attention and yet you can still manage to pass. It's a wonder she hasn't dropped you from the class yet."

"I bet Sensei was really mad at me this time." I said, shouldering my bag and went to the door. Kurumi Narumi was part of the teaching staff at school. Her gray hair was always tied into a ponytail and she wears a green-white frilly headband. Her viridian colored eyes were always sharp but her words were sharper and filled with sarcasm. Based on the attire she always wore, a white and gray uniform with a green apron, I would assume she was also somebody's maid. "I had this feeling that she wasn't in her usual mood."

"Oh you bet your ass she wasn't." The junior griped when we left the classroom, her voice started to get on my nerves. "No matter how many things she threw your way you dodged them even while asleep. She finally gave up on you after awhile and continued teaching like she always does."

She still gave me a bunch of crap...and on a day where I have to patrol...that woman...I sighed as I noticed how heavy my bag was. "Well, thanks again."

"Don't bother thanking me." She replied with a huff, crossing her arms over her chest. "Next time I'll just leave you in the classroom by yourself."

"I'll take your word then." Waving my hand dismissively I trudged back to my dorm room, my heavy backpack was already making my back hurt. "Gosh darn it...Kurumi didn't have to punish me like this." Fumbling around for my key I unlocked the door and walked in, totally not expecting to see guests.

"Look who finally decided to show up."

"It's Puppy-chan!"

"Tch. What are you guys doing here? And please get rid of that ridiculous nickname Nyamirin, it's embarrassing." I said, closing the door shut behind me before I greeted my guests; two members of the Drama Club, the art representative of the Art club, the representative of the Flower Arranging Club and the honor student of the Calligraphy Club. My room felt small with all of these people. "Also how did you manage to get into my room without going through the front door?"

"Heheh...nothing can get passed my pick-locking skills, nyan~" Nyamirin said with a grin. She was a third-year like me. She was a tall busty girl that wore a beige cat cap over her dark blonde hair, a dark cardigan with a pink blouse underneath, a red tie, a white skirt with a pink trim and brown boots. She also wears a cat tail accessory and a scrunchie on her left wrist. "And besides, I think 'Puppy-chan' fits you perfectly. Just look at your ears." She sauntered over and started to play with my wolf-like ears that were poking out of the slits in my hood. Ever since I realized that I grew ears and a tail whenever I battled I cut slits in my hood for my ears. The weird thing is, my ears would appear whenever they liked but my tail couldn't thus I was saved from the embarrassment of cutting a hole in my pants.

"I'm not a dog though." I mumbled, putting my backpack down as she continued to stroke my ears.

"That remains to be seen." A young man with messy blonde hair commented. He was a third-year student and the representative of the Art Club who goes by the name Kyoma Kuzuryu. He had paint splattered on his cheeks and uniform as the effect of his ability Palette Bullet. "You do exhibit some traits that a dog does."

"Like what?" I prompted, hoping that he could elaborate more but he didn't bite the bait.

"C'mon you guys. We didn't come here to talk about Puppy-chan's traits." Nyamirin said after she was done playing with my ears. "We came here to tell her that she had to participate in the welcoming ceremony for the freshmen."

Siiigh...just my luck...I scowled with displeasure, pinching the bridge of my nose with irritation. I have to participate in the welcoming committee.

"I'm sure all of the first years will adore you." Kyoma said. "Well if you weren't so...cold and...isolated yourself in your room most of the time."

"Whoopie." I replied sarcastically. "Well I'd love to help," I applied heavy HEAVY emphasize on the word 'love'. "but have you seen how much work I have to do?" They all looked at the backpack simultaneously, noticing that the poor thing was about to burst its seams.

"Let me guess, you fell asleep in class again." Himi said with a nod of her head. She was a petite girl with short, straight bobbed black hair. As the honor student and representative of the Calligraphy Club, she wore white robes, black hakama, zori and a big necklace. With her energetic, cheerful and cute personality she could be mistaken as a little kid but she has a great sense of responsibility. Her ability is Lovely Ink.

"Yeeeeaah...and I also have patrol to do tonight." I scratched my head with disbelief. Dumping all of the items out of my bag I arranged them on my desk and started to plan out my night. "Sooo much work...ugh..."

"Well I don't see what's the fuss is all about." I turned my attention to the sole representative of the Flower Arranging Club. Sadamatsu Minatogawa, a second-year representative sat on the floor, a pair of scissors in his hand. His pale golden hair was short like his haori and unlike Himi, he wears yellow-green geta instead of zori. Selfish Flower is the name of his ability and in my opinion...it suits him perfectly.

"Didn't you hear me?" I looked at him with a frown on my face. "I got a lot of work to do and my patr-are you listening?"

"Yes, I'm listening...well no, I'm actually not..." He replied, growing a flower right in the middle of my room and started to arrange it absentmindedly.

"Anyways, we're here because the headmistress ordered you to participate this year." Second-year Drama Club representative Yuto Akama informed me. He is a young man with a slight tan and brown hair whose bangs covered his left eye. He wears a jacket, brown shirt, black and white striped pants, and brown boots instead of the standard winter uniform. To accompany his animal motif as a member of the drama club, he wears a panther-printed hat with protruded ears. Whenever he takes off his hat he puts on a black clip on the left side of his hair. His ability is called Coup d'Etat.

"The headmistress sent you guys here?" I looked outside my window for a minute. "What a pain..." The headmistress's orders were absolute so me getting orders by her shoves everything out of the way...it's quite stressful.

"Oh. The opening ceremony starts in 15 minutes." Kyoma looked at his watch. "We need to go now and prepare."

Guess I can't get out of this...I inwardly sighed, followed everyone out and closed my door shut before locking it.


Outside in the school yard...

"Wow!" A young girl gasped in excitement as she stood alongside all of her fellow freshmen. She had long orange-pink hair that was tied into a bun on the left side with a red bandanna. She also had a yellow scarf wrapped around her neck. There was a huge banner that said, "Welcoming Party for the Freshmen" or something along that line flying proudly by the front entrance. "What...What is this?!" She exclaimed as the representatives of different clubs were having a mock battle on top of a stage in the middle of the lawn.

"Oh! It's a party to welcome the new students Eruna." Another student who happens to be her cousin, Shigure explained as he stood beside her to watch the show. His slightly long silver hair was messily tied back into a ponytail and he had a dark blue and a white barrette clipped on the right side of his hair.

"One of the distinguishing features of this school is that all students must belong to a club, ryui." A winged-cat flew down to join them. He had brown and white fur with purple eyes.

"These are clubs?" Eruna watched as a lotus flower appeared from the stage floor, opening up its petals to reveal Sadamatsu, looking as calm as always. With just a wave of his hands he caused nearby sakura trees to blossom, transforming the campus into a beautiful wonderland of pink.

"It might be best to explain about Mikagura Academy's special system—the club battles." Shigure smiled.

"Battles between clubs occur regularly, and clubs are ranked based on the results of those battles. If you are part of a strong club with a high rank, you get preference for nice, large dorm rooms and you'll get better food, too, ryui!"

"Really? I'm not sure what's going on...but it's like a festival! It looks fun!" Eruna clenched her hands into fists as she anxiously watched the battles.

"Hey, are you feeling a slight chill?"

"That's weird, it's springtime but it feels like winter."

"Hmm?"

"Who's that?" The first years whispered among themselves as I appeared on the battle stage, my face hidden by the hood over my head. Placing both palms against the stage I summoned columns of ice into the air, the sunlight gleamed as the ice crystals reflected the light. Suddenly ice arrows started to rain down upon the audience without warning. Some of the freshmen screamed, afraid of being impaled but I controlled my power with confidence, angling and changing the directions of the arrows before sending them back up into the air where they collided with each other, showering the crowd with light snow.

"Hey, hey. Who was that mysterious person Bimii?" Eruna pestered him as I walked off the ice-covered battle stage, disappearing out of sight as the students indulged themselves with the sprinkle of snow. "She looks strong."

"That was Kurisu Naiteu-sama, ryui." The winged-cat explained, his fluffy tail twitching back and forth with amusement. "She's a third-year here...Eruna you are drooling, ryui."

"Oh." She quickly wiped the saliva with the back of her hand and glanced at it with a frown. "Thanks for the catch."

"Ahhh~ the one known as 'Silver Wolf' correct? I'm actually surprised she decided to participate this time during the day, the headmistress must've had a hand in it." Shigure said with a nod of the head. Pulling out a notebook from his back pocket, he started to read off facts about me. "She stands 169 centimeters tall. Her favorite outfit consist of a silver trimmed, sleeveless black long coat with a white collared shirt tucked underneath. I know the school tries to keep up with dress code but she preferred black combat shoes instead of the usual dress shoes. Nothing else is known about her since she tends to elude most of my interviews."

"And she abhors skirts so she opted to wear baggy pants instead, ryui." Bimii added. "Some of the board of directors had misgivings about the dress code but the headmistress didn't mind as long as she continued coming to school."

"I think she wears baggy pants because since she constantly gives off a cold vibe, she has to have some why of retaining her heat." Shigure commented.

"Actually I think she just wears pants because she hates skits, ryui." Bimii said.

"She's a third-year, just like you huh Shigure." Eruna thought to herself before an idea popped into her mind. "Have you ever tried to get her to be your girlfriend yet?"

"Oh no, she's not to be messed with." Her cousin waved his hands wildly in front of his face with protest. "There's reasons to why her nickname is 'Silver Wolf' and besides...I got you Eruna-chan~!"

"Ew, gross. I think I'll pass on that offer." She commented dryly before turning to Bimii. "Anyways, do you know what that ice attack was?"

"It's thanks to her ability ryui." The winged-cat explained. "Some of the gifted ones here have certain abilities and her ability is called Absolute Zero, ryui." Bimii said.

"Absolute Zero?" Eruna looked at him with a confused manner, prompting him to explain.

"That attack you witnessed was her famous Ice Age ryui. Anyone who fought against her fell victim to that attack almost instantly but there had been the lucky few who managed to dodge it on the first try. Of course she-"

"That's enough out of you Sensei." The two of them tensed up as I stood behind them, the coldness that radiated off my body was enough to give anyone standing about a 1 mile radius goosebumps. "Telling strangers facts about others is a kind of like a violation to privacy is it not?"

"...Ahahaha...good day Naiteu-san...ryui." Bimii said nervously, his fluffy tail twitched back and forth. "I was telling the new students...um...how cool you were..."

"And you..." I turned my attention to Shigure who was hastily stuffing his book back into his pocket. "...get rid of that dirty notebook."

"What?! When you have these many beautiful ladies wandering around how does one keep track of them all?" He shrugged his shoulders comically. "It's simply a travesty if I can't write down facts in my handy-dandy notebook."

"Hmph. I would expect nothing more out of the representative of the Manga Research Society." I then turned my attention to the younger of the three. "And you are?"

"I-I'm Eruna Ichnomiya!" She responded with enthusiasm, her teeth chattered due to the cold. "Nice to meet you Senpai!"

What a bright personality she has...for a freshman. It's kind of...contagious. I could feel the corners of my mouth twitching slightly as she beamed up at me with a smile. However... My frown turned into a thin line when I noticed drool forming near her mouth. She's a peculiar one at most. "You're drooling."

"N-Not again." She wiped her mouth with mild frustration. "I-I'm sorry Senpai."

"No it's okay. Well then, I shall bid you...farewell." Taking my leave I walked away into the crowds and vanished back to my dorm because of the massive amount of work that waited for me. The moment I disappeared the temperature went back to normal and Eruna continued on her tour of the school with Bimii, Shigure was no where to be found but he was probably flirting with the new students.

"Oh before I forget Eruna, "Bimii rummaged around and pulled out what looked like a cell phone. "This is an original device distributed to all the students, ryui. You can even do your shopping on this, ryui. Points are distributed based on the results of the club battles, so everything is taken care of with that."

"What?" She started to bounced up and down on the balls of her feet with excitement. "What's with that dream-like system?!"

"This is the girls' dorm where you will be sleeping every day from now on, ryui." Bimii said as he guided her towards one of the many red brick buildings that littered the school grounds.

"Girls' dorm!?" Immediately the girl's mind flashed into a dream-like state as she imagined herself with one of her Dating Sims games and a huge blush appeared on her face.

"Yoo-hoo, Teach!" Himi shouted as she ran up to them with her giant calligraphy brush over her shoulder. "What are you doing in a place like this? Are you playing at being a dad who doesn't want to go straight home after work?"

"So small and cute!" Eruna squealed, rushing over and lifting the petite girl off the ground. "Do you want to live together? Under one roof? C'mon, I'll feed you carrots every day!"

"I'm not a rabbit!" Himi complained as she flapped her arms wildly in the air like a bird. "And I hate carrots! And I'm not small!"

"She's the president of the calligraphy club, Himi Yasaka, ryui." Bimii introduced the two of them.

"Nice to meet you, Himi! I hope I can meet you more than necessary!" Eruna said politely.

"Himi, it looks like Eruna's been assigned to the dorm." Bimii said.

"Oh, in that case I'll show you to your room!" Cheerfully Himi led them inside and up the flight of stairs. "This is your room, Eruna!"

"Huh? Room?" She questioned as she looked at the opened purple sleeping bag laying on the floor. "My room is a sleeping bag?"

"If you aren't in a club, then you don't have a room, ryui." Bimii explained.

"What?!" Eruna looked at him in shock.

"But don't worry. That sleeping bag is really warm." Himi said with a smile.

"Even if my body is warm, my heart feels like it'll freeze." The first year commented dramatically. "And look, there's a sleeping bag over there with something shivering inside." She pointed to an orange sleeping bag which emitted sounds of whimpering.

"I want to go home...I want to go home..." A voice spoke though it was kind of muffled by the bag.

"Yoo-hoo, come out!" Hime delicately walked over and prodded the bag with a finger. "Won't you join the calligraphy club that I'm in? You can have a large private room and delicious food!" The bag visibly twitched and the zipper was slowly pulled down to reveal the female occupant.

"U-Um...Is it really all right for someone like me to join the calligraphy club?" She asked, peeking out from within the sleeping bag with her two red eyes. Her light pink hair was styled in three-tails tucked by small red ribbons. She looked nervous and a bit shy talking to the new comers. "I am just a beginner."

"Hello, hello!" Eruna, barely able to contain herself, jumped at the chance to befriend her. "I want to join the calligraphy club, too!"

"Hmm, okay. Then...why don't I have you two take a simple test to join?" Eager to see potentially two new recruits for her club, Himi decided to test them over their calligraphy writing skills and it could be any character they wanted to write. In the end, the shy girl was accepted into Himi's club and Eruna...well she didn't get accepted unfortunately.

"Well, I'll return to my room now ryui." Bimii announced after seeing a crest-fallen Eruna get rejected by Himi because of her horrible calligraphy skill. "I'll see you tomorrow ryui." She just stood there, mouth opened but nothing coming out as the cat flew off. Seeing as there was nothing she could do she just decided to call it a night.

"I'm hungry...and I want to take...a shower..." Eruna sulked as she sat inside her sleeping bag, her stomach grumbling with agreement. Slowly a smile spread across her face and she grinned. "But it seems like things will get fun."


That night...

The clock tower struck 12 midnight and I slipped out of my room for the patrol at the usual place. After the morning ceremony I isolated myself in my room and only left to get food or use the restroom. I managed to finish most if not all of the work Narumi-sensei piled on me but it was still a pain in the rear end.

If this continues I might become a workaholic. I sighed, scratching my head because I felt a headache coming up. Anyways, this park hasn't changed since 3 years ago. Plodding around the playground I inhaled deeply and grinned as the rich cold air rushed into my lungs, it made me feel alive on the inside. After patrolling and finding nothing out of the ordinary, I found myself underneath a tree, the same tree from back then.

"The lights from the city are beautiful tonight." I mused, resting up against the trunk. "But..." I paused for a minute. "...it's not as beautiful as when you where beside me...Iliya-sama." I gazed up at the stars, watching them with the hope of seeing a shooting star but for now I felt serene...and slightly calm. Getting up after what felt like an hour, I trudged back to the school and returned to my room via the window. Huddling underneath my blanket I pulled out a small tape recorder, a gift Iliya gave to me from who knows when.

This was actually given to me by Iliya-sama's grandmother, something she found while rummaging through her room. I thought as I plugged in my headphones. Let's see what it contains. I pressed the play button and soon found myself being lulled to sleep with the sound of her trumpet playing Amazing Grace flowing through my ears.