Title: Alone… and Forgotten… A/N: Hey, thanks a LOT for all the wonderful reviewers!!! Well, here's chapter one for all of you!!

Tensai 2002-3003 Hanako: Err… hope I got ur name correctly…. So, how'd u find this chapter??? Review olay?

Slamdunker88: Hey Wee Yen!!!! Ur sis? Ummm she's bratty, but I didn't know she's bimbo??? *looks at Wee Yen questioningly* nah, ain't going to tell u yet, even though we r sitting right b'side each other…. But please, do still let me come home with u on Tuesday-ne?

Teh Tarik: Are there a LOT of people from Seremban? I only know a few, like Exhile87, slamdunker88, maniaclecraze88 and me…. frozenfemale88… wait, does my penname have an 88 behind? Well, whatever. We're all in the same school, and form… You must be referring to the welcome to the real world fic…. Well, I dunno who they are…. But they are talking about my school *jumps up and down* cool right?

Miracle: Hey! I updated!!! Fast right? Well, at least compared to my Terror fic this is real fast…. Uh… look who's so perasan…. *grins* Nyahahahaha!!! Everyone wants to know who her perfect brother is. I didn't really so out who he is…. But anyway…. Just read, and review…. And don't bry for Mitsui, I'm sure he's very happy just where he is now….

Eliar Swiftfire: hey!!! Thanks a bunch!!! You're really kind…. *looks around,and whispers* that's the mai point, actually. The girl is supposed to be real bitter inside… I mean REALLY bitter, and this fic is about… uh… my goodness, nearly told you man… danger, danger…. BTW, do you think my fics are boring? I mean seriously, I realize that I can't do humor, and sometimes, I repeat myself too much….

Chapter 1- School?

            Heart pounding, Meia stepped into her new school, Shoyo High. She was all alone… not unusual, but still, she could feel the pain slicing through her every time she thought about her so-called friends. They had all wanted to go to Shohoku High. Why? Oh, because the ever so famous Rukawa was studying there. Freshmen Rukawa.

            Rukawa was the main reason she had not wanted to go to Shohoku. She could not stand the idea of having all the girls in her form going after a guy. She couldn't bear to see everyone shouting for that one guy… because she would then be reminded of him.

            Well, I should be glad that not many people are going to Ryonan to check my nii-chan out… not that anyone knows that he is my brother… but still… Meia thought bitterly.

            It was the third week since school started, but Meia had been on vacation with her family, so she was like three weeks late. Meia concluded that the vacation had not been a nice one-at least for her. However, the rest of her family seemed to have enjoyed it. Meia sighed.

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            'Meia Hitomi I presume?' Meia gulped at the sound of her sensei's voice, that was dripping with sarcasm. 

            Here we go again… jeez. Meia sighed.

            'Yes sensei,' Meia muttered as she pulled the rest of her body through the door of class 1-6, and closed the door. She was facing her sensei, which meant that she had her back to her classmates, but she could feel at least thirty pair of eyes boring holes through her back.

            'Well, it's a great day to be late, is it not?'

            Well, your English has a Japanese slang, does it not? You'll make a bad English teacher, will you not? Meia thought sarcastically and childishly, as she put on a stoic façade.

            'I'm sorry sensei,' she said, not sounding, nor feeling sorry at all. He ignored her, turned to the blackboard and started scribbling frantically. And despite herself, Meia felt hurt blossoming in her.

            Get real, it's just a teacher.

            She turned, and for the first time, faced her classmates. Mentally calculating, she was the thirty fourth student to enter the class. She ran her hand through her hair unconsciously.

            The guys and girls who had been staring at her so intently, turned their attention back to their sensei immediately after they had gotten a good look at her… and Meia knew why. She was just so… nondescript. She had a plain tan face, dark brown short hair with eyes a shade darker. At about a hundred and seventy centimeters, with normal body shape, she was not ugly; it was just that there was nothing prominent about her features. There's nothing that one could remember her by… and sometimes, being ugly but remembered really appealed to Meia. It was the same way with her abilities. She had no talents, no nothing! She could only do what normal people could do normally. She could not play basketball like her brother, she could not draw like her friends, could not study like those nerds in the first class… she was so normal that it was abnormal.

            Meia sighed, trying to quell the pain that was rising in her. She scanned the whole class for an empty space… and spotted two girls instead, one with short black hair, the other with long brown hair. They were talking away… but one of them, suddenly turned to Meia and smiled. Meia on the other hand just stared back.

            'Do you want to stand here the whole day?' She turned to her teacher.

            'Err…'

            'Go to your seat!'

            I've decided that I'm going to hate your class…Sensei, Meia thought bitterly. Sighing, she headed towards the only two empty spaces that she saw. It was right at the back of the class, at the far left corner, where it overlooked a window.

            Settling herself, she took an exercise book to copy down all the crap her sensei had written on the board. She sighed again.

            'Hey! You must be in a bad mood. I've never heard anyone sigh as many times as you in just two minutes,' a chirpy voice cut through her thoughts, making her jerk her head upwards. It was the girl who had smiled up at her, the short haired girl, and up close, Meia realized that she had beautiful green eyes that seemed to be able to hypnotize her. The girl stuck her hand out.

            'I'm Varoa Fujima, while this,' she indicated to her friend, 'is Mintei Chidora.' Her friend was obviously not as chirpy as her… but she seemed to be as friendly as she was. Suddenly, what Varoa said sank in harshly, and Meia looked at Varoa, shocked.

            'You're Varoa Fujima?' Meia asked, not accepting the hand. Varoa just laughed good-naturedly, as if she had heard this particular question loads of time.

            'Yeah, and you must be connecting my name with Kenji Fujima, right?' she asked, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

            'Why, do you like him?' Meia blushed furiously, shaking her head.

            'No, I don't… I was just shocked.'

            'He's my brother,' Varoa said indifferently, smiling. Those words sank slowly into Meia, leaving a terribly empty feeling in her. The was she said it… it was exactly the opposite of the way Meia would have introduced herself…

            It must be nice for her to be able to just talk about her brother so simply without feeling hurt… it's just so unlike me… I don't even dare to use my real surname just because I don't want people treating me in a certain way just because I have him as a brother… Meia sighed yet again, not noticing the weird look Varoa was giving her.

            'Err…' Varoa looked to her close friend, Mintei, not knowing what to do. She was quite an out-going girl… but this girl, Meia… she seemed different, and Varoa, for the first time, was lost while trying to make friends. Mintei just smiled and whispered, 'now you know how I feel if I have to make friends.'

            'Spare me,' Varoa said, giggling a little. Then she turned her attention back to Meia, who was still in her own world. Varoa was getting a little worried, when all of a sudden, Meia snapped out of it, and looked over to Varoa.

            Meia suddenly realized that Varoa had been staring at her. Forcing a smile, she once again ran her hand through her hair, a little unconsciously.

            'I'm Meia S… Hitomi,' Meia said the first thing that came to her mind, her forced smile still plastered to her face. The other girl, Mintei, who had been looking at her a little worriedly, smiled pleasantly.

            'You'll be fine here, don't worry. There are people who are as chirpy and energetic as her,' Mintei pointed to her friend, 'but personally, I've never met one who talks as much crap as she does…'

'Teme!!' Mintei shifted her attention to her close friend for a while, then back to Meia.

'…anyway, as I was saying, but there are people who aren't as out-going as her, so you're not weird, don't worry. You'll fit in,' Mintei assured her, trying to relieve her worry.     

            'Fujima! Chidora! Concentrate!' The sensei's voice reached all the way to the back of the class, cutting off their conversation for a while.

            You may think I will fit in, but I don't think so. Anyway, I've been in the Junior High school for three years, and I didn't fit in either, Meia thought during that brief interval.

            It's not the place, and I don't think it's the people… it's me… that's all. I'm not liked…

'Some teachers are to nosy and sarcastic for their own good,' Varoa muttered irritated, not knowing anything about what Meia was feeling inside, what she was thinking.

            'You can call me Va-chan, and her Mi-chan,' she finished the last bit of her introduction hurriedly, and quickly turned to the front. Then, for the first time in years, Meia smiled a true smile. She didn't know why, didn't how, but she did. It was years since she's felt that warmness blossoming in her. It had been years since the corners of her mouth so willingly tugged upwards into a smile. Meia took a deep breath, slowly. Varoa had a way of making her feel breathless.

            'Oh, by the way,' Varoa had turned back to her, 'could we call you Ia-chan?' Varoa's face suddenly lighted up as she grinned.

            'It's cool! I like it!' Meia was stunned speechless. It was the first time someone… anyone actually said that something about her was special. Even her parents never said such things… though she had heard such comments about her brother a little too many times to feel sincere happiness for him… if she could actually feel that for him….

            'Can we? Please??' Varoa pleaded. Meia just nodded mutely.

            'Va-chan, urusei!' Mintei muttered, trying to sound angry, but failing.

            'Hai, hai.' Varoa turned back to the front.

            The warm sensation spread through her, making her wonder if it was really possible for her to actually fit in… they were so warm, so happy.

            Why? How could they stay so happy? How could Varoa talk about her brother in such an indifferent manner? Life sucked… didn't it? Meia started copying her notes, while the sensei babbled on in front. Another smile crept up her lips as she thought about the two girls sitting in front of her.

            She thinks my name is special….

A/N: Well? So how'd you like it? Yeah, I know the names are real weird, but I'm not a Japanese, so I can't really come out with good names… gomen-ne? so… dodododododododo please review!!! Thanks a BUNCH!!! Oh, and to all readers who intend to kill me be cause of my Terror fic… sorrylar…. I had to make a main character die, and if it makes you feel better, Mitsui was an important character in that fic, and anyway, that was the only way I could make him play a big part… you know, in the standing in front of all of them and facing the centipede…. I'm just writing this because I can't find the time to update my Terror all that soon…. *grins* I'm so sorry.