Chapter two: Donovan's Day Gets Weirder...
Donovan noticed that the room seemed quite homely. Paintings or at least pictures of painting done by great artists were posted all over the walls. The radio played music softly into the room, the light breeze from the window seemed to blow the tune everywhere. The scent of cherry blossoms filled Donovan's nose as his eyes noticed a small pink scented candle by the open window, fire flicking softly in the breeze. Six round tables placed in various places in the room. He picked a empty table in the back corner of the room. He was the first person in class, he even beat the teacher.
The bell rang softly from the hallways as students shuffled their feet into their classes. Only 12 people in class? Thats good, Donovan thought, I don't like large classes very much. This way I can ask for more opinions from the teacher.
As everyone took their seats the teacher called out names from his role call list. The kids mummbled their heres and presents as he wandered his way down the list, "Donovan Hiwatari?"
"Here," Donovan said motioning to the teacher with his hand. All eyes turned to the new student and yet again the whispers came. Who is he? Man he's cute. I wonder if he plays sports. Does he have a girlfriend? Whats his number? hmmm...cute. Donovan heard all of the whispers and his eye twitched just once in annoyance and from being creeped out...Creepy girlie thoughts...
"You're the new student, right?" Mr. Tsubasa mummbled from behind his scroll list of names. Donovan mearly nodded and tried to avoid eye contact of any of the girls that were staring at him, "Did you get a tour of the school yet? If you didn't you'll never find your way around."
"No sir. Nobody has guided me around today."
"Yuki. You're the new class president. This falls into your area," he said to a gray hair boy who didn't seem to be listening to the conversation at hand. He nodded and stood up.
"Yes sir. I believe it does," the gray haired boy said motioning for Donovan to follow himas he walked to the door. Donovan grabbed his pack and tried to ignore the girls as he walked over to him. Once they left the room Donovan sighed with relief. This gray haired kid seemed to have noticed and smiled softly, "Your new here aren't you?"
The comment annoyed Donovan slightly. I mean, wasn't that the reason the guy had to give him a tour. This wasn't a pleasure walk, "Well, that is why your giving me a tour. Right?" Donovan smirked.
The boy laughed softly and said amusingly, "No, I mean to the whole public school thing. By the way you were acting I would guess that you were home schooled before you came here. Am I right?"
Donovan was amazed. How did he know? Was it that obivous? Crap...Donovan used to be home schooled. Thats why all of the girlie whispers scared him so badly and why he trusted that evil girl in the office. What was her name again? Oh well. Donovan merely nodded a yes and said weakly, "Is it that obivous?"
This Yuki guy laughed again and replied, "Yea, the girls are magnetically attracted to you because of it. When I fisrt saw you the first thought that raced through my head was that you look like a scared, wounded puppy on a cold rainy night."
"Thats how I feel. Everytime I so much as breath some girl whispers something and a whole group of'em giggle. Its creepy."
A boy showed up, walking in tune next to Donovan as though he had been there the whole time. Donovan jumped up with surprise when he muttered, "Yo."
"Haru? Shouldn't you be in class right now?" Yuki said worriedly. Was there a hint of annoyance in there? Oh well, Donovan didn't care, he was still trying to catch his breath from his sudden surpirsing guest. He had black and white fluffy hair and deep black eyes that stared out unwittingly. (I might have just made up a word...I dunno)
"I got into art class late and you weren't there, Yuki, so I set out to look for you," Haru said dully. Donovan stared at him and Yuki's eye twitched slightly, was Haru stalking him? Donovan waondered.
"So your name is Yuki?" Donovan said to break up the very odd moment. Haru and Yuki turned to look at him. Haru seemed to have just now noticed Donovan's presence.
Yuki nodded, "Yes, I'm sorry I should have said it sooner. I'm Yuki Sohma."
Haru looked at him dully, scanning him over as if to decide whether Donovan was worth talking to. After he decided he muttered, "I'm Haru Sohma. You?"
"Donovan Hiwatari. Errr...your hair...is it died?" Donovan finally asked after considering it for a minute. Yuki shook his head from behind Haru as if to stop Donovan but to late. Haru looked to Donovan. They were close in height, "Yes."
Yuki sighed with relief. As long as Donovan didn't ask anything else about it nothing bad would happen.
Donovan merely accepted the answer, taking Yuki's advice and decided he would ask more about it to Yuki later. After all his hair was gray. Theres no way thats a natural hair color. But then again, most people didn't have the silver gray eyes that Donovan had so who knows.
"Well, what classes do you guys have after this?" Donovan asked trying to make conversation which was very unlike Donovan. Donovan liked beening left alone. After the way his family treated him...well he didn't trust people very much anymore.
Yuki looked at his own schedule then asked for Donovan's and Haru's. Both complied and handed over their schedules. Yuki scanned them and said, "Well, Donovan, we will both see you at lunch and PE. As for Haru and I alone it will be in English. We have it first."
Donovan nodded and Yuki led him to the court yard after their tour. With only 5 minutes of class left they decided to relax until then. Donovan sighed. Today was becoming very stressful and he kept meeting new people. Not that it was a bad thing but as he thought before, he wasn't much of a people person. Haru sat down under a tree with a thump and stared at Donovan as if trying to see straight through him. Unless that weird hair gives him super powers than I know that he is planning something. Donovan thought to himself. Donovan tried to ignore it but with complete silence between the three he couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Is there something on my face?" Donovan blurted out softly to Haru. Haru was taken back for a breif moment the smiled slightly and shook his head.
"No. Yuki, can't you see it?" He said.
Yuki looked over to me and replied, "See what?"
"Yuki, imagine Donovan with green eyes, a little taller and a little older. Who do you see?" he said dully.
Yuki stared at Donovan with a confused look, trying to concentrate. Then a look of comprehension leaked onto Yuki's face and then shock, "He looks just like Ha-san."
"Who?" Donovan asked. What did they think he knew this guy or something?
The bell rang again. How come it always rang when Donovan wanted to know something! Yuki looked up at the school and got up, "We should get to class. We'll tell you at lunch. Ok?"
Donovan nodded and the three set off in different directions to find their classes.
After finally getting through chemistry (he doesn't meet anyone in that class due to the fact that he fell alseep. XD) Donovan got into his Nutrition class or, as most people call it, that easy class that you get to eat food in. That wasn't the reason Donovan signed up for the class though. He needed to learn how to cook since eating out was out of the question. Well...he got in late or at least to late to pick his own seat. The kitchens had tables of four and there were only 6 tables. Only one kitchen had an open seat and it was filled with...three girls...Donovan's worst nightmare. NOOO! Donovan screamed in his mind and sweet beaded down his face. Why me? He wondered as he walked slowly over to the table. I didn't really look at who the girls were. There was no doubt i his mind that he wouldn't know them but you never know, now do you?
"Hey Don-kun," a familiar voice said from across the table. Donovan shuddered, even though Donovan didn't look up he could tell that it was that evil girl from the office.
"Hello Hiwatari-san" (sorry if I get any of the -kun's or -san's mixed up...in this fanfic they are supposed to be either pet names) and that was Hanajima...that other creepy one with the "waves". Donovan shuddered again. He truely was a puppy in the rain. He looked up at the two girls. Uotani smiling and Hana just staring and who was the other one? She was cute or so Donovan thought. She had light brown hair tied back in a braid held by a pink ribbon. She wore a pink skirt and a white top. Big warm brown eyes looked happily at Donovan even though she didn't know him. He smiled weakly back at her, could she tell he was uncomfortable? Probably.
"Hey," he muttered, ignoring the names they used.
"Your name is Don?" Tohru said happily right when the teacher called Donovan's name. Unfortunatly the teacher heard this. You know how teachers always want to know if you have a nickname. Donovan watched Mr. Taff scribble out the name Donovan and substitute it with Don.
"Don is it? Ok. Thats a rare name these days," and walked off to continue roll. Donovan thumped his head down on the table in annoyance as he heard the "whispers" again. Don? What a cute name! Thats a new one. I wonder where he is from. Wow he looks upset. You think he is doing anything after school today? I dunno.
Donovan heard Uotani laugh, "Don-kun don't take it so hard. Lots of girls are already approving it. C'mon Don-kun, it doesn't matter does it?"
But it did matter to Donovan. Don-kun was what his father called him. In his mind it was set in as a scornful name and just hearing it made him shudder with fear. Images of his father's angry face flooded his mind. Horrible memories crawled into his head and painful emtions bit at his heart. He was shaking slightly.
"Don-kun?" Tohru asked softly, noticing the boy's painful expression. Donovan stood up and looked at his teacher, "I'm sorry sir. I have to go now," and with that he ran out of the room before his teacher could say anything, leaving his pack behind. He ran down the hallway and back to the courtyard. He ran to the cover of a tree and sat down at it's base. He rested his chin on his knees that were tucked tightly to his chest and stared dully into the small garden. If anyone told him to get out he would either ignore them or flick them off. Already he hated school and it wasn't even over yet. What would mother think of him for doing this? He heard someone approach him. He glanced up from his glossy eyes at the brown haired girl then looked away. Why was she here?
"D..Don-kun?" She asked softly and winced when a shudder passed over Donovan's body. She sat down next to him and said, "That isn't your name is it?"
"No," Donovan mumbled bitterly fighting back tears. Why did she care anyways? The only friendly people he met today was...did that Yuki kid and Haru guy count? They weren't rude to him but then again they weren't very friendly conversation wise.
"I'm soo sorry!" the girl exclaimed suddenly.
"Huh?" Donovan said looked over at the girl who was on her knees blushing slightly from panic.
"Mom always said you shouldn't call people names they don't like but you never met mom have you?" she rushed out.
"N-no."
"Oh. Heh. Sorry about that. I'm Tohru Honda. Who are you?" Tohru asked politely.
"Donovan. Donovan Hiwatari," he said, and Tohru smiled, she was holding her bag and his.
"If you want to stay here thats fine," she smiled, "I won't tell anyone."
She got up to leave but Donovan's heart throbbed at the idea of the first kind person he has met all day to leave. He grabbed her hand and said softly:"Please stay."
She looked surprised, then nodded with a kind smile, "Ok," she said, turning to sit down again but sadly tripped on a clump of grass and fell onto Donovan with a squeak. POOF.
TBC...dun dun dun.
Spaz: What do ya'll think? POOF is an evil word indeed! Why was there a POOF? Is Donovan connected to Hatori somehow? Why was his father so mad at him? What the hell is going on? Find out in the next chapter of Hugs For The Wereling! XD
Li: Wow Spaz...that was evil.
Sirius: Yea. You ended on the good part.
Spaz: Yes. I am evil indeed. XD Beware of my evillness fore I am evil like that!