Love Comes To Those Who Wait
Chapter 1
Ayame gazed up in fear at the doors to her new school. Two large oak wood doors stood open at the top of two flights of stone stairs, a steady line of kids her age passing through them into the prison that lay beyond chattering away cheerfully, oblivious to the new girl that stood looking up at them. It was late in October, so leaves were flittering around Ayame feet, and the trees had already started to turn the golden hues that Ayame loved best. Suddenly some one shoved past her, causing her to stumble, knocking her out of her daze. She swallowed hard and took a deep breath, and clutching a strap of her backpack that was slung over one shoulder began to climb the stairs. When she reached the top she looked around hopelessly, hoping maybe someone would notice that she was new, but as always no one did. Sighing she realized that the front office wasn't going to find her, she had to find it herself so she started to make her way through the crowded hallway hoping there might be a sign or something. Over the laughter and chatter Ayame heard the bell ring signalling that it was time to head to class. Within moments the once packed hallway was deserted leaving Ayame alone in the hall with absolutely no clue where to go. It was always hard being the new kid, but after twelve years of Ayame had gotten used to it. Slowly she started to walk further down the corridor; if she kept looking she was sure to find it. Her father' job entailed that they were constantly moving around. Ayame swallowed back tears as she thought about how her father had thrown himself into his work after her mother had left. Thinking about her mother always brought this sensation of helplessness; she had only been four when her mother had disappeared and it saddened her that she only had a few memories of her mother. After two years of her not returning the police had deemed her a run-away and closed the case giving her father sole custody of her. Her mother had never even left a note when she left, so Ayame didn't even know why it was her mother had abandoned them. Shaking her head to get rid of her thoughts, Ayame thought angrily to herself, "why do you even bother thinking about her! It's obvious she doesn't think of you, so why trouble yourself over her! I should just forget her and move on with my life!" What life a little voice inside her asked. You don't even know the meaning of the phrase having a life. Ayame had to concede, that voice was right, she had always been a loner at school, because she was always moving never having a chance to settle down and make friends. But it was at times like this that was always the hardest to move, when it was in the middle of the school year and all the cliques were already formed and rock solid. After her first few attempts to try and fit in at her others schools that had failed miserably Ayame had learned that it was pointless to even try. Yet somehow after five years of realizing she was and always would be a loner, the fact that she had no friends still made her heart clench. "As if having to start school in the middle of the years wasn't bad enough already," she thought miserably, "I just had to be a wolf demon too, making every one afraid of me...."
Suddenly the front doors burst open and a person ran down the hall but by the time he saw Ayame it was too late to stop. He crashed right into her causing the textbooks and notebooks she had been holding onto to go flying. Ayame cried out as her slim frame collided with the floor. She felt another body fall next to her, struggling to sit up Ayame was hit with a wave of dizziness. Groaning she put a hand to her forehead.
"I'm sorry," the boy said. "Are you okay?"
Startled that the boy even cared he had knocked her down Ayame looked up into a pair of handsome blue eyes. Blushing furiously, she sat up and began to collect her book murmuring, "yeah I'm fine."
"Here," the boy said getting onto his knees to help her pick up her things.
"Thanks," Ayame said, taking the offered textbook.
"You know," the guy said, "you really shouldn't carry so much stuff around. You'll hurt you're back. Come to think of it, I haven't seen you around here, are you new/"
Ayame looked up, this boy he was actually talking to her not just ignoring her like all the other guys at her past schools. And he was cute too, with his long black hair tied up in a high pony-tail. "Yeah, I'm Ayame," she said standing up now that she had all her books. "I just transferred hear last week. This is my first day here."
"Oh," the boy said and then catching the clock out of the corner of his eye swore, "shit! I'm gonna be late again!!! Look I got to go, see ya around." And then he dashed off.
"Sure," Ayame said still stunned that she had just spoken with this really cute guy. Suddenly she remembered how lost she was and yelled, "WAIT!!" The boy stopped and turned around and she yelled, "where's the front office?"
"Down the end of the hall," he yelled pointing at a corridor that branched off from the one she was currently in, before dashing off again.
"Oh," Ayame said. "Thanks." For a few seconds she just stood there gazing off at the handsome stranger that had just helped her and then with a small smile on her face she turned and walked towards where the boy had said the office was.
Welllllllll, what did ya think? Anybody wanna make a bet at who the boy was? If you guessed Kouga CONGRATULATIONS cuz we have a winner! Okay well I hope you all liked. This is my first attempt at a Ayame Kouga fic. So please review, with any ideas/suggestions. And please no flames, cuz they make me sad. So now if you would all just click the little button at the bottom of the screen that says submit review that would be great. Well until next chapter see ya!
Chapter 1
Ayame gazed up in fear at the doors to her new school. Two large oak wood doors stood open at the top of two flights of stone stairs, a steady line of kids her age passing through them into the prison that lay beyond chattering away cheerfully, oblivious to the new girl that stood looking up at them. It was late in October, so leaves were flittering around Ayame feet, and the trees had already started to turn the golden hues that Ayame loved best. Suddenly some one shoved past her, causing her to stumble, knocking her out of her daze. She swallowed hard and took a deep breath, and clutching a strap of her backpack that was slung over one shoulder began to climb the stairs. When she reached the top she looked around hopelessly, hoping maybe someone would notice that she was new, but as always no one did. Sighing she realized that the front office wasn't going to find her, she had to find it herself so she started to make her way through the crowded hallway hoping there might be a sign or something. Over the laughter and chatter Ayame heard the bell ring signalling that it was time to head to class. Within moments the once packed hallway was deserted leaving Ayame alone in the hall with absolutely no clue where to go. It was always hard being the new kid, but after twelve years of Ayame had gotten used to it. Slowly she started to walk further down the corridor; if she kept looking she was sure to find it. Her father' job entailed that they were constantly moving around. Ayame swallowed back tears as she thought about how her father had thrown himself into his work after her mother had left. Thinking about her mother always brought this sensation of helplessness; she had only been four when her mother had disappeared and it saddened her that she only had a few memories of her mother. After two years of her not returning the police had deemed her a run-away and closed the case giving her father sole custody of her. Her mother had never even left a note when she left, so Ayame didn't even know why it was her mother had abandoned them. Shaking her head to get rid of her thoughts, Ayame thought angrily to herself, "why do you even bother thinking about her! It's obvious she doesn't think of you, so why trouble yourself over her! I should just forget her and move on with my life!" What life a little voice inside her asked. You don't even know the meaning of the phrase having a life. Ayame had to concede, that voice was right, she had always been a loner at school, because she was always moving never having a chance to settle down and make friends. But it was at times like this that was always the hardest to move, when it was in the middle of the school year and all the cliques were already formed and rock solid. After her first few attempts to try and fit in at her others schools that had failed miserably Ayame had learned that it was pointless to even try. Yet somehow after five years of realizing she was and always would be a loner, the fact that she had no friends still made her heart clench. "As if having to start school in the middle of the years wasn't bad enough already," she thought miserably, "I just had to be a wolf demon too, making every one afraid of me...."
Suddenly the front doors burst open and a person ran down the hall but by the time he saw Ayame it was too late to stop. He crashed right into her causing the textbooks and notebooks she had been holding onto to go flying. Ayame cried out as her slim frame collided with the floor. She felt another body fall next to her, struggling to sit up Ayame was hit with a wave of dizziness. Groaning she put a hand to her forehead.
"I'm sorry," the boy said. "Are you okay?"
Startled that the boy even cared he had knocked her down Ayame looked up into a pair of handsome blue eyes. Blushing furiously, she sat up and began to collect her book murmuring, "yeah I'm fine."
"Here," the boy said getting onto his knees to help her pick up her things.
"Thanks," Ayame said, taking the offered textbook.
"You know," the guy said, "you really shouldn't carry so much stuff around. You'll hurt you're back. Come to think of it, I haven't seen you around here, are you new/"
Ayame looked up, this boy he was actually talking to her not just ignoring her like all the other guys at her past schools. And he was cute too, with his long black hair tied up in a high pony-tail. "Yeah, I'm Ayame," she said standing up now that she had all her books. "I just transferred hear last week. This is my first day here."
"Oh," the boy said and then catching the clock out of the corner of his eye swore, "shit! I'm gonna be late again!!! Look I got to go, see ya around." And then he dashed off.
"Sure," Ayame said still stunned that she had just spoken with this really cute guy. Suddenly she remembered how lost she was and yelled, "WAIT!!" The boy stopped and turned around and she yelled, "where's the front office?"
"Down the end of the hall," he yelled pointing at a corridor that branched off from the one she was currently in, before dashing off again.
"Oh," Ayame said. "Thanks." For a few seconds she just stood there gazing off at the handsome stranger that had just helped her and then with a small smile on her face she turned and walked towards where the boy had said the office was.
Welllllllll, what did ya think? Anybody wanna make a bet at who the boy was? If you guessed Kouga CONGRATULATIONS cuz we have a winner! Okay well I hope you all liked. This is my first attempt at a Ayame Kouga fic. So please review, with any ideas/suggestions. And please no flames, cuz they make me sad. So now if you would all just click the little button at the bottom of the screen that says submit review that would be great. Well until next chapter see ya!