Konnichiwa! My name is Ditox-chan and I'm 14 years old...
This is my second story but not in this section, heehee...I have
a story in the .hack section. :3 I'm a pretty experienced
author so I'll try my best to make this a nice and original
book. :D Please review, I love seeing what people think of my
writing. It is yet another one of those RK High School fanfics,
but since I haven't seen any put in Kenshin's point of view, I
did so. oo; It's kinda hard trying to think how a man would,
but I'm trying my best. XD By the way, the story IS SET IN
PRESENT-DAY TIME. Just about. Enjoy!!


Autumn.

It hasn't been my favorite time of year for a few specific
reasons. You know, those simple downsides like the weather
getting frosty and raking leaves. But, like everyone else I
know, the thing we all regret most is returning to school.

Now, don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't /like/ school,
it's just that it gets on the boring side, you know? I've
dedicated myself to the schoolwork and after-school activities,
but who said I enjoyed that kind of stuff? I don't have a choice
about what I can do. My parents are gone, but they always told
me to work hard at school. Then they both... went in the disaster ...

..Anyway. To put it short, both my parents have, uhm, passed on
in life and left me behind to forge on my own, heh. It's not
easy managing a household alone in a peaceful neighborhood like
my own. I mean to sell the house and find another place to abide
if I happen to run out of money to keep residing there. I'd hate
to do so, considering my father helped build this house when he
was young, but I might not have a choice.

Oh, right. About me... Well, my name is Himura Kenshin. I'm seventeen years old. I live in a small neighborhood in Japan. I've got neighbors, but I don't really 'interact' with them all that much. I've got enough work to done trying to fend on my own. I don't have time for bonding with the natives. I've been living like this for most of my life now since my parents passed away when I was pretty young. It's been tough, but I've had harder trials then this I don't care to explain.

I returned to school not long after autumn arrived. I had to
wake up early and leave at an obnoxious time to arrive at school
on time, but I underestimated the amount of time I'd take
getting ready for my first day and, while glancing at my watch
as I was racing up the street, realized I was going to be late
for this brand-new school.

I was in my junior year – but it was my first year at this new
high school. I had been paying tuition at an older one for some
time, but realized I needed to cut back on the funds and even my
own education, if need be. So I ended up transferring to
Yokotsuro High at the end of the year. It took me all summer
to fill out forms and whatnot in order to attend for free like
the other students. When autumn finally arrived and the new
school year was about to start, I knew that this new school was
not going to be easy for me because of the transfer.

Anyway, I was running across town, dashing across streets
without crosswalks and desperately hampering myself from
checking my watch. I was late for my first day at a brand new
high school. What could be worse? I was just hoping that the
kids there would accept me, especially with this scar on my
face shaped like a cross... It's a long story how it got there, but I'll go into
detail with it some other time.

I stumbled up the sidewalk to the school, pausing before the
front steps and glancing up at the grand brick building. I
sighed, throwing a final glare at my wristwatch – half hour
late. Not good.

I staggered through the building, took another ten minutes to
find and open my locker and stuff what little belongings I had
with me. There was a class list taped to the inside of the door
– I ripped it off and rushed to my first class, pausing often to
retrieve my notebooks and pens I kept dropping on the floor by
mistake.

I stopped suddenly, glancing to the side. There, on a plaque by a door, laid the words "Komagata Yumi – History." I checked my class sheet to make sure I was correct in my classroom. I reached for the door handle anxiously. Whoever this teacher was, I was hoping she wouldn't go and explode on me for being so late on the first day. I grasped the knob, twisted it, and stood in the doorway.

I rubbed the back of my head uneasily. The small chattering in the room suddenly ceased and all eyes had turned on me. Oh boy. Before I could say anything, the girl I recognized as the teacher rushed over to me and shook my hand. "Hello there," she smiled. "I am Komagata-dono. You must be our new student, hmm?" She turned towards the students and exclaimed, "Class, this is our new student I spoke about before, better late than never, I always say." She smiled at me. "Why don't you introduce yourself?"

Caught in the limelight. Not quite the most comfortable position; attempting to keep my cool under that kind of situation never worked out all that well. There was a long silence before I finally sighed and muttered, "Uh, my name is Himura Kenshin. It's my first day, that it is..."

"What a weird kid," one girl whispered to another. The second leaned back over to her and snickered, "Yeah, but he sure is cute, huh?" I felt my face flush completely as I glanced at Komagata-dono in desperation. She must've felt my pain or something because she smiled and said, "You can take the seat in the far back, Mister Himura. Thank you for attending class." As I shuffled down the aisle, the giggles of girls continued to arise – as much as I tried to ignore them, they wouldn't go away. They constantly would turn around and look straight at me, then erupt in giggles and start to whisper to one another.

I swear, I will never understand women.
Woo! :D I hope you liked the first chapter! I just realized how weird the paragraphs are - some are long and some are short... Oo; I think they will all be about that long and if I get a lot of reviews they should come in about every day since summer vacation just began!! :D Thanks for reading! Please review!!