A/N-This is my first fanfic so if it's a little weird that's probably why. This story follows the line of the story in the manga, but twists a bit around. Please comment on it if u can!
P.S. this is pretty much the story from Kira's view. Thoughts are italicised.
Chapter 1: Meeting Rei
It was an average day like any other. But in a way it was different. Not only because it was the last day before the new term of school started but because I met a very special person that day but that shouldn't be known to me for a very long time yet. But read for yourself:
I was sitting in the park drawing a new sketch of mother and her child. I've been totally absorbed that I didn't even felt his presence at first. So when I look up and see HIM only a few feet away, the one guy I absolutely cannot stand, I feel speechless for a moment. His name is Rei Kashino and he has a very bad personality. He's always skipping school and instead he's running around with older girls and smoking in some hidden corner of the school. Mother said boys like that are bad news. Quickly I cover up the drawing waiting for him to go away.
But I seem to be waiting in vain. Right now he's looking around but I can catch him looking at me. Finally he seems to have made up his mind and he comes closer. I tense unknowingly gripping my sketch block tightly. When I see him frown at me I try to keep myself relaxed but it's hard for me. Very hard with him standing so close. I'd rather wish he would go away or I could disappear. 'Don't speak to me!' I pray hopefully.
But my hopes are crushed since in the next second Rei gives me a smile and starts speaking.
"Hey, I think I know you." He scratches his head absentmindedly. "Yeah, of course. You're in the same year as me, right!"
I stay silent but he doesn't seem to mind as he keeps on talking. "You see I'm kinda lost. I'm supposed to visit a friend in this area. He's lying in the xy hospital. You don't know by chance how to get there! I'm running around here for ages." He lets out a sigh.
Of course I know where the hospital is. I've lived here since I was a small girl. But I don't tell him that. Instead I open my sketchbook and start drawing a map on the first paper. Once done I rip it out shove it into hid hands and run off. Too late I realize that I drew the map on the backside of my latest sketch.