DISCLAIMER: I do not own this anime either, haha. Only this story but not the real anime. How sad.

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"Cold Gaze"

Chapter One

I returned. To meet you. Again.

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As the moon was being held closely by the sky,

I became frightened by loneliness,

So I called out, searching for you, but couldn't see through my tears.

When reflected in your eyes,

I would be smiling,

Never again shall I find a smile like that one.

In the pitch dark, my cries go on,

And there I see you,

Too far away.

To the point of breaking,

Hold me tightly.

If I can meet with you again,

Even in a dream,

Let me have eternal sleep.

To the point of breaking,

Hold me tightly.

The dream, from which I've been waking up, is vanishing,

Your arms and beloved voice is slipping away.

I can't see you. I can't see you.

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Summer break has finally ended.

Vacation seemed fully enjoyed by people, especially, students. During this sort of break, for sure, people spent their time happily together with their families, some were doing part-times, and some students were damn tired stuck in tutorial classes, others were spending their nights at Okinawa—family gatherings to be specific, and may I add - some were spending their days with their lovers, beach gimmicks, outings and picnic somewhere there in a firm side of mountain and falls, springs, or maybe, in the seashore.

Summer vacation, that is the time when people -well, students particularly- could relax and be happy together with their families. Teachers and principals, deans, and faculty stuffs, seem they've been having a deep relaxation during that time. For them, summer vacation is like having your self flying miraculously in the seventh heaven. They do, teachers do, not me.

Summer vacation. Darn it, I hate it when that time comes. Lots of reasons why I feel such hating it. Like, people can spend their lives with families during vacation: but can they not do it every day? I mean, it's like, as if, you can't be with your family and spend happy times just because it is not yet vacation? Are they trying to be funny?

However, how should I know? I haven't been spending some happy times with my family either, my parents are in overseas. I am the only son, and I'm living alone ever since I started to know how to move my feet and walk. Not alone either, but with some fluttering maids and strict major-domo – oh God, may he rest in peace.That was a long time ago, everything now has changed. Everything. Even me.

Season changes every year.

Animals do hibernate, and they're changing too.

And then…People do changes. As well. And. OF course.

Nothing is going to stay as it has always been.

No one will stay just the way they are.

People keep entering in your life but in the end, they'll leave you hanging and behind. They can't keep restraining themselves. Someday, they'll show their true colors and proclaim their unique entities to the world. But that doesn't include me. I had changed, everything, but I can keep restraining and do pretend. That is how I always been.

Restraining and isolating myself, putting a barrier that separates me from everyone, that is what I am now. I was wondering - Since when?

Dark Kaitou. Who named me that name? Mr. Tsubuyuki, our major-domo told me once that it wasn't my parents who named me. Was it someone else then? How cruel, I couldn't even ask my parents as to why I have such name, it's as if, sounded like dark and lonely. I hate my name, it's gloomy. But somehow, it fits me. Dark.

I flipped and scanned the notebook I had in my hand, and when I flipped the first page, I saw the picture of the dearest person in my life. She was smiling there and I throb, it has been a long time. A small smile is seen on my lips as I stared a longer at her picture, she was so small and fragile, in my memory, she still is.

I wonder how she looks now that she's a grown up, it's been ten years since we parted and I never seen her after that. I wonder if…she still remembers me. Fft, I'm stupid. Of course she wouldn't remember me. That's the stupidest thing that will ever happen, and would be the last thing I would want to happen, ever.

The door opened and it showed Daisuke, the spiky red-head teacher of English II Class. He came closer to my table and slammed a thick book on my desk, saying,

"Hey, you stare a lot in that notebook Dark. Didn't you know we have a very short time, you must scan the profile book and familiarize your students first before everything else. Summer break has finally ended, you know."

"I know. What's this?" I asked while taking a hold of the book he slammed onto my desk.

I saw him scowled at me, "I think what you mean is – you don't know? God, Dark, that book is the list of students you are to handle this school year. They have pictures inside as well, the deal is, you must memorize their names and familiarize their faces."

"I see. Thanks." I answered, getting what he means.

I flip each after the other pages of the book and read some of the students' reasoning why they had chosen to enter our university. I started to read and…

I am too excited that I am now entering high school life and my parents expect a lot from me. My father wants me to enter T University but I refused, instead, I prefer this school. It's because I want to meet and see personally the famous teacher of Kyou University in High School Department – MR. Dark Kaito! Te-hee! – Rina

I choose this school because that's what my heart says so! I want to become one of the students of Mr. Dark Kaito; he is my inspiration since my sister -who was once his student- told me about how cool of a teacher he is! – Sakura

I choose this school because my mother said that Mr. Dark Kaito is a good example and a model to all of the students. My brother was once his students, that is one of the reasons as well. - Ren

"Unbelievable, isn't it? Almost all of the freshmen this year chose this school just for that lame reason. You started teaching just two years ago and look—you charmed a lot of students. I wonder if I should envy you or not, the thing is, I pitied those students. They just don't know how opposite you are from the rumors they've got." Daisuke stated after awhile, and then took a seat in front of my table.

I stared at him with a face he hated most, well, most of the teachers I may add.

"Don't stare at me like that, Dark. That cold gaze of yours is no effects on me," he said and he seems annoyed deep inside, "… Could you please stop wearing such one? It's as if you have your own world. Just a friend's suggestions huh, stop acting so detached; it gives a feeling as if you don't care anyone around you."

"You're not my friend." I coldly said, fixing the glass properly on my eyes.

"Aw. That one, I forgot too." he said in a hurtful tone.

Well, he knows what I mean actually, even though I keep pushing him away from me—he still keeps tailing me and to my dismay, he became the closest person in this school ever since I came, well of course, we know each other very well. I don't talk too much to anybody, the one who gain a lot of answers from me is the dean and Daisuke, unless it isn't important—I won't talk much.

I hate long conversations and I just hate it, so no one would care actually.

If I wasn't teaching and if it isn't class hours, I forbid anyone dare talk to me. Well, even if I won't forbid them—they still wouldn't. They know they'll get no answers from me… instead, they'll receive a frown and a scowling face of mine.

I just hate…making connections.

But in regards with Daisuke, essentially, we know each other for more than five years. We already know each other just before I decided to teach at this school, so he's the only one who can withstand my selfish attitude. And he's the only person that is closest to me in this school, among the teachers that is.

I don't know why I became so popular outside the school, why I turned out to be the coolest teacher on this school, why those students want me to be their teacher. In fact, as Daisuke had said, I am the opposite.

If being so meticulous and strict, if being so austere and stern, and even if I put a barrier between me and my students are my aspects of life – then why I turned out to be so cool in the eyes of those children? I don't really get it. The deal is, the only reason why I decided to teach at this school was that…

"Hey, Dark who is the person in that picture, by the way? I was wondering ever since why you kept that old, crumply notebook." Daisuke said, interrupting my wandering mind.

"Who?" I asked again. I don't get what he means because I was perplexed a moment ago.

He grabs the notebook from my hand and I wasn't going to hand it on him, but it's too late. He flips it and took an observation inside the pages, "This one. Who is this little girl?"

"She's my younger sister." I answered in a lower tone.

"Eh? After all these years you didn't tell me that you have such cute little sister, you cruel Dark." He pouted, err he doesn't look good in that face.

"How old is she? Three? Five?" he continued to ask.

I grab back the notebook from him and said, "She's sixteen now."

"Eh? I thought – well, she's still a kid in this picture, you know." He stated and there was a spark on his red eyes. "Hey, do you have a present picture of her?"

"That's the only one I have." I answered, putting the notebook inside my bag together with the booklist of students.

"What a perfect brother you are." He said ironically. By that, I grimaced at him.

I took my backpack and then after piling the papers on my desk, I stood up. Glancing at the wall clock hang above the door, I sighed.

"Hey, don't tell me you are going home now?"

"Of course." I answered tediously, descending my sight to face him, and pour him a slight grin on my lips.

"You are leaving so early and guess what, you didn't give an answer more than 6 words. That's a world breaker this time, the last time we talk it was 10 words at least." He said in a sarcastic tone and he was now standing.

I did just smile at him and said, "I am a busy guy, Daisuke."

"That one was 6 words again, are you purposely doing that? I don't really get you most of the time."

I smiled at him and that was my answer. Just then, I said, "See you next week, Dai."

"Yeah yeah." He retorted, irksome. I exited the room without glancing back. I know he was just pouting.

I am Dark Kaito, twenty one years of age. And this is my life story. I am a part-time History teacher at Kyou University, yes, a part time. Teaching is just one of my jobs and apart from that, I had had many works. I teach only at the morning every weekday, and I handle the first year A class section.

In the afternoon, well, that is another way round—as I said I am a busy guy. To be a teacher is not really my field, but I dared to. I decided to teach for one and only reason:

"Hoping to meet my younger sister. Again."

Even though I was forbid not to, still, as years goes by I realize that I am craving to see her. It's been ten years since I last saw her and at that time, I planted on my mind that there's no good if we're together. It is not good if we stay together, our parents told me that time. And yes, I know that is true.

I know very well that that is for her own good, and I am just her elder brother, a brother who seeks only for her safety…that is why—who am I to destroy my sister's peaceful life?

I know that even if we'll meet again she won't remember me. She won't be having any ideas who really I am, and what I am to her. Well, that is for good. And I am not hoping that she will remember me, in fact, I don't want her to remember me—that I am her brother. I will just ruin her peaceful life.

In spite of everything, and even years have passed still I can't forget about her. I miss my sister so much that there was even a time I planned to see her in America, although my parents won't allow. But, I just couldn't. I can't see her and it hurt so much.

I do not live here actually, I was in England for almost eight years and actually my parents still believe I was there. That I was in England, afar from them, away from my sister. But two years ago I heard from Mr. Chou that my sister was going to move in Tokyo from America, that she was now living on her own. Apart from our parents.

That news shocked me a lot, for it is rare for Okasan and Otousan to allow her to live on her own. But maybe they allowed her because they thought I was in England. How uncanny.

That's why I flew right after and came back to my homeland—Tokyo, Japan. My purpose is not to ruin everything I just want to meet my sister, want to see her grown up self, want to hear her voice and want to know how she is now. Somehow I felt like…I want to be in her side as she grows up even more.

My mother said she was fine and that she grows up as intelligent as me, that she inherits some of my habits like—eating cherries. Okasan never fails to phone call me and tell me how their life in America was, but, telling me isn't just enough. Assuring me that my sister is okay isn't enough. I want to see it for myself.

When I move here in Tokyo two years ago, I kept it silent from my parents. They don't know I'm here and I wasn't planning to tell them, anyway.

The first thing came in my mind when I came here, is to search and hire a detective. Unfortunately, the only information the detective got was that my sister was graduating in grade school. Of course I knew of that, I'm not that stupid for not knowing that thing.

He also informed me that she was going to enter Kyou University, and thus the reason why I decided to take a part time job at the said school. Apart from that, the detective got nothing but useless information. His main reason was that my sister's back round was strictly hidden purposely and is forbidden among anyone. Yeah, I believe that. I know it, anyway. So I can not blame the detective in the very first place.

So I decided. Nothing could find my sister but me alone. I am going to find her no matter what and even my parents can not hinder it.

I am going to see her for once again, just to make sure she's fine, and that alone is enough for me.

However, even though I have to find my sister, on the contrary, I can not leave behind my other jobs. It is very an important thing to me and I can not leave it just so easily. As I say, I am a verrry busy man.

As I entered my house—it is my own villa actually—my butler welcomed me with a glee attached on his face.

"Young Master, your costume is done." he bowed as I entered and I just nodded and said,

"Well done, ."

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By the way, the lyrics above aren't mine. It was from Gackt Camui and he is the one who sung and own that song entitled: RETURNER. Yaykz. I really love this guy and all of his songs and albums!

P.S: I easily get lazy when it comes to checking my grammar, so I really prefer having a beta. If you are willing then please PM me. Thanks!