| Title: "Akewateru" : The Morning Light The teacher introduced me to the class when the bell rang. I stood awkwardly in front of the classroom, trying not to appear too homicidal at the fact that the teacher was interrogating me. He was actually just introducing me to the class and asking some personal questions, but it certainly didn't feel like it. I hated being in front of people. Yeah, I liked attention, but this kind of attention was unwanted by far. Funny, though, the class's reaction when I entered the room. Most of them were normal, but when I stepped inside, this one girl fell out of her chair. She spent the rest of the time exchanging glances with this guy sitting across from her and smiling like an idiot at me. Turned out that it was that 'Miaka' girl who had ran into me earlier that morning. She hadn't even bothered to help me with my things before she zoomed off. Another thought crossed my mind. The glances no doubt, could have been the start of vicious rumors. I gave her my patented death-glare, hoping it was enough for her to figure out it was a bad idea to mess with me. Some of the girls giggled as I passed their desks. I wasn't sure whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, so I decided not to give them any reactions. I retreated to the back of the classroom in silence. The lesson started and the attention immediately left me. I slumped into my chair with obvious relief. Well, the attention left me at least a little bit... I still saw a few glances my way and occasionally heard a giggle. I felt like laughing myself. I hadn't had anyone 'fawn' over me before. I used to be pretty nasty to the girls at my last school, so drooling over me over there was out of the question. Eh… I hated girls anyway. But that was mainly because my … female…. siblings weren't the best of sisters, if you know what I mean. Mom married em' all off except for Aidou, so she still had the ability to torture me when I came home. Lucky for me though, she wasn't enrolled at Jonan so I didn't have to put up with her during the day. I sighed again and my eyes found their place on the pale, white ceiling above my head. A moment later I ruffled my hair in frustration. I was getting depressed again. I hated being depressed. Took the life out of everything and made me want to hurl myself off a cliff. It wasn't the healthiest of emotions, and I was always such a fucker when I was moody. Wonderful… My eyes were drawn away from the ceiling and I felt the girl sitting beside be gave me a glance. I shifted in my chair. Her gaze lingered and she didn't turn away. Should I look back at her? I asked myself. I raised an eyebrow when I turned to her, a not-so-nice look slipping across my face. She didn't get the hint because she was grinning back at me. And I almost reeled back in shock when she did. The most amazing feeling of familiarity had hit me square in the chest. Especially when she brushed her sleek black hair lightly behind her ear with her fingers. She handed me a note when the teacher turned his back to the class.
Miyazaki-san Ohayo. Welcome to Jonan. I hope we'll be able get to know each other. If you'd like, I can show you around the school during break. I'd be happy to help you out if you ever need anything.Yamanoto Natsumi I paused a moment, not quite sure what to do. My gut told me that maybe I should take up her offer, and I knew better than to ignore it. I kicked myself and I quickly scribbled 'Whatever.' I tossed it back to her carelessly. I turned back to the front of the classroom, trying to cover up the fact that I felt as awkward as hell with a scowl. Blushing was stupid. Why did I feel like I knew her, though? I hadn't met her before... It was almost like I had known her before I was born or something, but that was the kind of crap I tended not to believe in. I thought it was all a hunk of bull. Ma used to tell me about reincarnation along with fairy tales of happily ever after, but as soon as I stepped into the real world, I realized that maybe the things she said weren't worth listening to. The next few minutes were spent trying to concentrate on the lesson being taught. But I found it to be more difficult than I had anticipated. So I gave up and decided to look out the window to pass the time. It didn't work. It turned out that Natsumi was that way anyway, so I was content to spend the rest of that class staring at my desk like some love-sick puppy. I was sure that if my life was some big cartoon, I'd be super deformed and sickeningly kawaii. My eyes seemed to have a mind of their own as they drifted to the hall just outside the door [*]. But they were caught by someone passing by. He stopped abruptly in front of the open door to the classroom and pulled something out of his pocket. It turned out to be a cell phone. He was barely in my sight, and had I not been in the back of the classroom, I wouldn't have spotted him. Something clicked inside my head and I narrowed my eyes. I was getting hit with another flash of De Ja Vu and I was already sick of it. I could tell that he was one of my upperclassmen, by the way he strutted all over the place. "Who's this?… eh? … Don't call me now! It's school hours – I'll call you back when I have time!" I unconsciously laughed out loud and the teacher scolded me for disrupting the class. The guy outside heard me laughing and immediately turned his attention to me. He gawked at me and did a double take of the book-store clerk. But, this time it wasn't so bad because it turned into a smile. He disappeared after that, heading deeper into the maze of hallways that was Jonan High. Kami-sama, I knew that it was going to be a long day. Lucky for me, I zoned out and didn't need to find some way to pass the time. Class was dismissed, but I didn't snap to attention until someone came up beside my desk and tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up to find green eyes staring into mine. "A-anou…Nani??" I asked. She laughed. "Miyazaki-san," Natsumi spoke up, "I said that I can show you around now. It's break." *~*~*~*~* This… Natsumi Yamanoto had taken me on a tour around the place, and already I was beginning to feel like Jonan was a second home to me. Of course, until she came to the final destination of our tour. She pushed open the gate to reveal a very large and threatening body of water. "This is our pool. It's a sort of hangout for pretty much all the sports teams believe it or not. And if you'd like to join the swim team, it has practices every other day from three-thirty to five." I stepped up to the edge of the pool and brought my hand down to touch the water. I lifted my hand and let the droplet run down my wrist before I wiped my hand dry on my uniform pants. I shivered. "Aha… no thanks," I said flatly. "What's wrong, Miyazaki-san? You look concerned about something. Daijoubu ka?" she asked me. I shook my head and walked over to her and as far away from the water as possible. Like Natsumi had told me before, it really was a big hang out for the school. It was a big enough place and several groups were already hanging out, some leaning up against the fences and some just standing in small circles of what looked like close friends. Out of the corner of my eyes, I noticed a small group of girls looking my way and giggling. "Yamanoto-san, n you do me a favor?" "Mm?" "Can you check that small group of girls to my left? I really dun' wanna look, but are they pointing at me or sumthin? What are they doing?" I asked her. Natsumi right out turned to look at the group and I almost face-faulted. "Don't straight up look at em! Just… sort of take a casual glance…" "No- they're not," She said. I sighed in relief, but she continued, "But they are coming towards us now." I felt like jumping out of my skin and straight out sprinting. And I'm a pretty fast runner too, so you could imagine how freaked I was. I wasn't used to dealing with girls… "O-Ohayo Gozaimasu," said one of them. And I was forced to turn towards them. I just hoped my bright red bangs were long enough to hide the blush on my cheeks. "Ohayo," I replied. "You're that new transfer student, ne?" said one of them. I nodded. "Miyazaki Souji," I said. "I'm Kurogane Asuka," she said and turned bright red. She pushed up her glasses with her middle finger as they had slipped down the bridge of her nose. "So what school did you come from?" One of the girls behind her asked eagerly. They didn't even bother introducing themselves and I shrugged. "I don't really like to talk about that school," I said to them, and it was the truth at least. "Doushite?" Again, I found myself in front of a large group of people answering questions about my personal life. I was sure that my inner self was probably pointing at me and laughing at my misfortune and discomfort. "Wakarinai...eh…the people there were all pricks, and a couple of em' were nothing but bullies." "Really?" "Ehm…. We pretty much left each other alone. We had territories, but sometimes, I'd hafta throw a few punches if they messed with anyone I knew personally." A small murmur. I didn't know what the hype was about though. Everything I had been true. As far as I could tell, they were already painting a tough-guy portrait of me inside of their heads. And by the context, I guess I really was sort of a tough guy back at my old school. "What kind of things are you into, Miyazaki-san?" "Call me Souji. I hate formalities," I said, "And I was kinda into track and field. I used to run a whole lot when I was a kid, and my Ma sorta noticed how fast I was and entered me in a couple of track meets back home." "Sugoi…! Eeh!? Wait a minute, you're that Miyazaki!? I think I've actually heard of you! You ran in the nationals, didn't you?" said one with green hair and a headband. "My brother competed against you!" More voices spoke up and more words of praise sounded. "Sou ka…" I rubbed the back of my neck. "Really? That's cool, I guess… Ne, Yamanoto-san?" "Yes?" She finally spoke up. She had been quiet during the conversation, savoring the details on the sidelines. "You want to finish showing me around? Seems that breaks almost over and I wanna get this place down before the end of the week. Otherwise I might get myself lost," I laughed. I winked at her. I hoped she got the hint. She had actually showed me everything, but the small group was really getting me flustered. I really hated dealing with girls, even if they liked me a lot. I just hoped I wasn't gaining a fan club. I didn't want to have to fend anyone off. "Hai, Miyazaki-san," she said. "And the Souji thing goes for you too. Like I said, I hate formalities," She laughed and nodded in reply. "Come, Souji-san. I'll show you where the library is before break ends." *~*~*~*~* I sighed and poked at the cafeteria food idly with my fork. It wasn't that it was bad. It was just that I had a lot on my mind. So far, the first day had proceeded without major mishap and I had hoped to keep it that way. I really didn't want to mess up my reputation until I had an idea of who was who, and what was what. I sighed and rested my chin on the palm of my hand. I was sitting in the cafeteria alone at a table in the corner. I really didn't know what I was doing when I walked in. Natsumi was nowhere in sight and I didn't know anyone else. I should have just taken my food and eaten outside. At least outside, people didn't really notice if you were alone. In the cafeteria, I might as well have stood under a red, neon sign that screamed, 'Loner!' I sighed and picked up my tray, stiffening my resolve to leave. I wasn't all that hungry either, so my first destination was to the trash can. I stared at my tray full of cafeteria food. Wasted money. Suddenly, I noticed something at the other side of the room. There was a couple that was heading over my way, and their gazes were solely on me. And I recognized them as Miaka and a guy friend of hers. They looked pretty nice and I paused in my abrupt decision to leave. I raised an eyebrow, not really sure what to do. "At least I can say I remotely know them, if they do come over here," I laughed to myself and stabbed my sandwich with my fork. A hand reached out from behind me and gently took my wrist in her fingers. I turned around to find a young girl lifting me to my feet. "Eh?" I said aloud. Miaka and her friend stopped in their tracks and cautiously eyed the two of us. "Souji-san. You don't have to sit all alone," Natsumi said. Her black uniform skirt followed her fluid movements as she stepped backwards. I pulled my eyes away from her hips. "Come with me." "Um… okay. Whatever," I said to her. Disappointed expressions reached across Miaka and friends' faces. I grabbed my sandwich and followed her enthusiastic lead. "We can eat up on the roof. I haven't been able to show you the great view up there! And after school, I can show you around town. You said you just moved here, ne?" "Yeah, but why you being so friendly?" I asked her, scratching the back of my head. "You're a lot bouncier than I remember you being this morning." "That's because you let me call you Souji," she laughed, "You let all the other girls call you that, but oh well. That's okay." "I can't wait until I let you start calling me Souji-kun," I laughed. She turned to me and smiled even brighter. "Can I?" "Depends, Yamonoto-san. Buy me lunch next week?" "No." "Then no 'Souji-kun' for you. That's cruel." She pulled me forward and as I followed her with a fanged grin, I thought, I wish I knew why you seem so familiar…I shrugged and actually found myself enjoying her company so I snapped out of my daydream. But I didn't hear the concerned words Miaka exchanged with her companion.
Author's Note: Urgh... Hm... Natsumi's a character who I hope starts to grow on me, as well as the readers. Hnn... she really does sound like every other girl stereotypical 'perfect lady' that the main character always loves to death and falls in love with instantly. Is Natsumi really that? heck no! At least, I hope not. And I really hope to smash the image in later chapters. Also with Asuka... rrr... and believe me, I really do hate it when people make up characters in their fanfic, but here, I kind of have no choice. Give Asuka and Natsumi a chance would you? Thanks a million... Arigatou. And what's the deal with all the suspicion over Natsumi? Find out in the next installment of Akewateru!! For summore insurance: This fanfic was written without outside influence and is based on my ideas and my ideas alone. This means that any similarities between this fanfic and any others are simply coincidence. I copied no one. furusawa yuki- yay! Thanks for the
good review! Faster? Yess'um! I'll try! Mmkay. Third chapter up: finally found some free time! hopefully I'll be able to continue to write the chapters at the same speed. What? I'm slow? naw. I just am posting weekly. I already am several chapters ahead, so expect that I'll be posting on time until we come to the much later chapter where more things are happening (and the chapters get longer!) Whee. So take care peoples... and.... um review if you think it sucks (which it does) and review if you like it! |
Akewateru
By: TeddysFromHeyll
The seishi have been reborn and are living their lives out as they please. But as the seishi find themselves drawn back to Miaka, they realize that maybe the peace they’ve finally found is not to last… especially for Tasuki.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Romance - Tasuki - Chapters: 8 - Words: 20,317 - Reviews: 34 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 2 - Updated: Nov 20, 2002 - Published: Aug 31, 2002 - id: 943609
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