Title: Opposites Attract.
Author: Angel of Symphonia
Warnings: Shounen-ai
Notes: I want to thank the minimal amount of people who have reviewed this story. Ronnie-Chan, you're review was… uhh, motivating, to say the least. Thank you Bonnie Mizuhara, who backs up my favourite pairing and theory. However, my huge thanks have definitely got to be awarded to Harry Draco Malfoy, and yours will too if you like this fic. Thank you for making me update, HDM! )
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"Sir, sir, the boy has finally acted! He set fire to an old housing estate in the alleyways of Elemental village." A soldier announced, bowing deeply to his tribe chief.
"Hear that Satoshi?" Tribe chief Hiwatari questioned his son. "The boy is Fire!"
Satoshi didn't respond, he only sat with a scowl on his face. The senior donned a vindictive smile. "Troops gather!" He called, "We'll take him by force!"
Throughout that night, the gathered tribe of Dark Warriors shared a laugh and drink at their success.
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Daisuke Niwa was confused. Throughout the whole morning he'd been in a strange daze.
"Hey Niwa, you coming?" Takeshi asked, "It's our cleaning duty, and we've got to do it before class; let's go, yeah?"
The Saehara boy was currently leaning against the door looking bored, his bag slung over his shoulder.
"Dude, you seem a little spaced out today… Something wrong?" Reporter-mode kicked in. "Did you finally except the fact you're Fire? How do you feel; did you get your past memories back?"
Daisuke sweat dropped, "N-no, nothing like that! I just met a strange person who saved me, okay?"
The other boy's brow rose, but he refrained from commenting. Both boys moved out to the Art rooms, where they were supposed to clean.
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"Should we go now? He seems unarmed." One, slightly newer, Dark Warrior suggested.
"Stupid, this guy is the legendary Fire, he doesn't need weapons!" Said another Warrior, in a rather patronising way.
"Yeah, but I mean there's twenty of us and two of them. How hard could it possibly be?" He asked. The other soldier scoffed.
"Be quiet fools." Satoshi hissed at them, making his presence known.
The two soldiers shot him dirty looks but quieted anyway he was the chief's son after all.
"Do you want to know how to catch him?" Questioned a new voice: the tribe leader's voice.
Satoshi scowled, "Enlighten me, father." He spat, hoping this 'plan' of his father's had nothing to do with him.
"Well…" The eldest Hiwatari smirked.
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"Have you heard?" A girl squealed.
"Heard what?" Replied one of her friends.
"Apparently someone new is going to be moving into our class! Oh how I hope it's a hot guy!" The first girl told her friends.
Giggles and girly banter ensued.
"Now now girls, quieten down…" It was everyone's favourite teacher, Mrs. Emiko Niwa. "I'm sure our new student won't appreciate all this gossip about him."
"So it is a he! Is he good looking?" The females simultaneously squealed.
"Girls, girls! Why don't you find out for yourself?" Emiko signalled to the door. "Mr. Hikari, you may come in now."
The entrance door to the classroom slid open, revealing 'Mr. Hikari.' The entire, boys and girls alike, swooned; He was too handsome for his own good, and that cold glare and untouchable aura only made him seem all-the-more attractive!
"Okay, take your seats while I take attendance!" Emiko ordered, going into teacher mode.
She got halfway through the register before the door burst open and in ran to late, tired and wheezing students.
"Sorry we're late!" They both chimed, bowing deeply.
"Takeshi, Daisuke!" Emiko yelled. "Why are you so late?"
The class snickered, those clowns were usually on time; it was fun to see someone else getting admonished for a change. The pathetic boys hadn't even noticed the new student standing right next to them, being the unobservant klutzes they were. (A/N: Sorry Dai!)
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"…I'm very disappointed in you two." Finished Emiko, after a long lecture about the wrongs of slacking off and how it would never get you anywhere in life.
The boy's heads hung low, like dogs being scolded by their owners. "Take your seats, boys. You nearly missed the introduction of our new student with your tardiness."
Daisuke's head snapped up, curious as to what his mother meant. "Wow…" Was all he could get out. In front of him was the most handsome person he'd ever seen; Ice cold blue eyes, matching perfectly with his similarly coloured hair and only-slightly-paler-than-Daisuke's skin.
Takeshi rushed towards the new student, dragging his stupefied redhead friend with him. He placed Daisuke beside the scowling boy then stepped back, turning around to see his classmates and teacher looking at him as if he'd just grown a second head. He checked to see if he had; Nope, none there.
"Don't you people see?" He addressed the class, waving frantically at the couple in front of him. He sighed, "Fire and Ice." He elaborated.
Until that point, no-one but Takeshi had noticed the new pupil's striking resemblance to (what everyone imagined to be) Ice; not even Mrs. Emiko! Alongside Daisuke he definitely could be mistaken for Ice.
"Uhh class, this is Ic- ah, Satoshi Hikari. He's a transfer from down South." Announced Emiko, embarrassed at how unobservant she had become. "He'll be staying here for the semester."
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Sooooo, crappy chapter ending, huh? Oh what am I kidding, this entire story sucks! I don't even know why people read it! Gah…
Even if this story sucks, review? I need reviews to give me encouragement. This is the FIRST fic I've ever thought of finishing, so please inspire me with your reviews!