I am keeping my part and updating again because the rp has been updated.

Please enjoy this part of the story, more coming soon :)~Sera

Mirai looked at herself in the mirror, examining the uniform that she had to wear from now on, her hair put up into a pony tail. It covered everything well and managed to not be ugly. She shrugged and picked up her bag, walking over to the door as her brother opened it.

"You ready Mirai?" he asked her, she told him to stop calling her 'little Mirai' when she decided that she was fourteen. She had said that her birthday was the one when she was put into the body, but she kept her original age.

"Yeah, I'm not looking forward to this school though," she said weakly. Big brother had been her teacher since she was reborn and her window to the outside world, one that hadn't been warped by Master Oda.

"I bet your teachers won't be as cool as me," he joked, patting her back.

"I don't know, but you're probably right." She sighed as they walked to the car, the school was supposedly high class and expensive. She had no idea what to expect from people. Seeing as she'd never had to spend a large amount of time with live humans, it wasn't a surprise.

"You'll be fine, just keep your temper and don't insult any of the teachers if they are inferior," he picked up her hand as she nodded, "Happy birthday, Little Mirai." She sighed, again wondering what it would like to have a real birthday party.

"Thanks Big Brother," she hugged him, the school coming into view. It was bigger than she thought it would be. Her brother waved to her as she got out, making her way to the building. She walked up the steps with some of the other students, finding the office easily.

"How may I help you?" asked the lady behind the desk, a sort of malicious stare running Mirai over.

"I'm new here, Mirai?" she said timidly, hoping the lady would stop looking at her. Because of her job for the past few years, she became overly paranoid when people stared at her. The lady handed her a few papers and waved her away, as if she were standing in the way or more important matters. Mirai didn't care as she quickly memorized the map and her schedule, running to her first class. The day had begun.

Her first class was fairly boring; she had learned everything already so she started studying the students around her. They seemed to be having a hard time, but none of them was Pein. She had gotten a picture of him and a large amount of information. She knew he had many adopted siblings and a violent girlfriend, which he had recently broken up with. Her other classes seemed to float right by, with her finding no one who was interesting or had a possibility of being helpful, until her last class. She walked in like she did with her other classes and chose a seat in the back, near a window. She preferred sitting in the light because of having to hide in the darkness so often. Then he appeared, as if he was summoned, and sat next to her. She had to do a double take to make sure she hadn't dreamed him up, he looked better than he had in the picture.

"Stop staring at me," he said calmly, a blank glare pointed her way. She blushed slightly and looked away quickly. She looked back, him taking out a paper and pen already.

"Hi, I'm Mirai. I'm new here," she said quietly.

"I'm Pein, and I don't care if you're new or not, don't ask me stupid questions and don't stare at me. Got that?" he asked, looking up at her. She nodded and got a pen and paper out, I think that I'm going to like this class a lot, even though it is just art. The teacher droned on until the bell rang, Mirai had been glancing at Pein secretly throughout the class and had missed almost half of the lesson. She shrugged, Master Oda wouldn't care about her grades as long as she did her job as he directed. She walked home that day, her chest doing weird things in the area where her heart would've been.

"Welcome home Mirai," said her big brother happily as she walked in the door, he tried to hug her but she dodged and continued up to her room. Halfway there she turned around quickly and ran back to her now sulking brother.

"Big brother, can you explain emotions?" she asked quickly but quietly. He looked at her, puzzled and thought. She fell for him; my Little Mirai fell for that guy. This could be very bad, he thought sadly.

"I can try, but it isn't an easy thing to understand," he said, rising to his feet and looking down at her. "But we can't do that right now, I'm sure Master Oda wants to hear your report on today." He slipped her bag off her shoulders and walked to her room, putting it on the floor as she made her way slowly to the master's office.

"Master Oda, I have returned." she said softly, dropping to her knees.

"And how is the mission progressing?" he asked, his eyes still on his computer screen.

"It is coming along well, master," she replied, not moving an inch.

"Then you may go now," he said, making a shooing motion with his hand as his other typed furiously.

I hoped you liked it, R&R please