Yeah, um….Sorry to all of you for not updating in a long, long time. High school's driving me crazy, so….

On the plus side, the truth and dare chapter is currently being written! So please be patient! ^.^

And also, this disclaimer will go on for the whole story:

I only own my OCs. The Wafia are their own people. The other teachers and creatures belong to whoever created them. The students are (mostly) mine!

And yes Jenny, Balmung is in this chapter. All the way at the end.

Enjoy!

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Haruhi Tsukiyo was standing in front of the main entrance to a high school.

She had gotten the acceptance letter from the Wafia School two months ago, and she had immediately wanted to go.

Haruhi had always loved adventure and she had heard many extraordinary things about the school and the teachers.

Her parents were a little reluctant, but they could see that their daughter really wanted to go.

It was also well-known that every single graduate of the school went onto high positions in all fields, whether it was religion, entertainment, government, or medical.

The school was just THAT GOOD.

Of course, there were also rumors about the school that many kids also never came back to their families...

The letter had instructed her to be at the entrance to Deimon High School on August 25th at 9 a.m.

She had come, but now what?

Suddenly, the door to the entrance swung open and a very VERY big man wearing a red and white football jersey came out.

He had a chestnut-shaped head and a broad grin.

"Hi! You must be here for the Wafia School, right?"

Haruhi nodded. "Yup!"

The man grinned. "Hi! I'm Kurita-sensei! Come on, it's almost time to leave!"

Haruhi was a bit surprised.

This man was a sensei?

He looked like he could barely fit through the door, much less be able to teach a class.

Either way, she followed the man through the empty school and out another set of doors and out to…..a football field.

There was a group of students huddled near the 40-yard line.

Haruhi went over to join the kids when she was stopped by another man.

This one was a bit taller than her, maybe 5 feet 7?

But he was skinny and had messy black hair that fell everywhere.

Like Kurita-sensei, this man was wearing jeans and red football jersey, this one with the number 21 in white.

He, at least, looked somewhat like a respectable teacher.

"Hi, I'm Sena-sensei. And you are?"

"Haruhi Tsukiyo. Nice to meet you, sensei."

"Nice to meet you too. Go on and join the other kids. We're going to be departing in a couple of minutes."

As Haruhi joined other kids, she realized that not all of them were first years. The group was a mixture of first years to seventh years.

And every single one of the upperclassmen seemed frightened, or at least tense about something.

"Hiruma-san, they're all here. It's time to go."

Haruhi turned when she heard Sena-sensei talking to another man she hadn't noticed before.

He had been lying in the grass with a football magazine over his head, but when Sena-sensei said it was time to go, the man sat up, the magazine sliding down his torso to reveal a sub-machine gun, a red football jersey with the number 1, mass of blonde spikes, pointy ears with multiple piercings, and sleepy narrow eyes that seemed to look through her.

Haruhi shivered. The man looked...demonic in a way.

Then the man smiled so that everybody could see his fang-like teeth.

All the students shivered in fright as the man stood up in one fluid motion. "OI, FUCKING BRATS! LISTEN UP! I'm Hiruma Yoichi. Call me anything other than Hiruma-sensei and I will murder you. Understood?"

The kids could tell that this meant business.

When he said that he would murder, he MEANT it.

It wasn't an empty threat.

Hiruma-sensei grinned. "Now, everybody gather around and touch the magazine with a finger. Hold onto your stuff!"

He waited as everybody gathered around and stretched their arms to touch the magazine. "Oi, fucking chibi, what's the time?"

Sena-sensei muttered something about not using foul language near students as he glanced at his wristwatch. "We'll be going in three. Two. One! Here we go!"

And the entire group vanished in a flash of light.

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Haruhi grunted as she landed on the floor and yelped as someone else landed on top of her.

"Sorry!" The other kid got up and helped her to her feet.

Now that she was up, Haruhi could clearly see her surroundings.

The three senseis and the older students had landed on their feet easily.

The younger kids weren't as lucky and had ended up as a huge pile of people and luggage.

"Eyeshield 21 on time. Check. Now get your ass out of here, Hiruma."

Haruhi looked up from checking that she had all her stuff and was met with the sight of a woman with long black hair wearing an orange t-shirt and jeans facing off against Hiruma-sensei, both sporting a huge smirk.

"Language, Jenny, language."

"Shut up, YOICHI."

Hiruma growled. "That's out of bounds, fucking bitch."

"Do I look like I care, bastard?"

"YO! BOSS, HIRUMA, THE HARRY POTTER CREW'S GONNA COME IN TEN! GET YOUR ASSES OUT OF THERE!"

Haruhi looked up to see a man with messy brown hair, glasses, and a red t-shirt yelling down from a platform above them.

"That's IF they come on time." The black-haired woman next to him rolled her eyes.

This woman had on an orange t-shirt, like Jenny-san.

Jenny made a face at the two. "Yeah, yeah, whatever."

Hiruma grinned at the students. "You heard them, fucking chibis. Get out of here."

One male sempai stumbled in his haste to get out and started when the older male on the platform suddenly called out.

"OI, NAKAGAMI! YOU BETTER HAD DONE YOUR SUMMER HOMEWORK! HEY! YO, GET BACK HERE!"

The sempai (Nakagami-sempai?) was running away, grinning and sticking his tongue out at the older male over his shoulder.

The female sighed. "Give it up, Harrison. You don't get that much respect from your students anyway."

The male, Harrison-san, growled. "Shut up, Kathy."

The female prickled. "My name is KATHERINE, not KATHY."

Harrison-san waved her protests away. "Yeah, yeah."

Jenny-san suddenly spoke up loudly. "Cut the chat. Harry Potter in 5. 4. 3. 2. 1."

There was a sudden blinding flash of light from the center of the room, causing Haruhi to throw up her arm in an attempt to shield herself.

When the light faded away from her vision, there was a huge crowd of people in the room.

Four adults wearing long, black robes and holding what looked to be sticks broke away from the students.

One, a tall redhead, was grumbling. "I still don't see why I have to do this with MALFOY of all people."

Another male, this one with silvery platinum blonde hair, snorted. "Same here, Weasley."

The last male, a raven hair with striking green eyes, and the female, a brunette, sighed and said at the same time. "Draco, Ron, DROP IT."

Malfoy-san and Weasley-san fell silent but kept glaring at each other.

The other two adults started herding the students out and Haruhi went with the flow, walking out of the doors and into the grounds.

What she saw amazed her.

How in the world did a school like this exist?

The grounds were...amazing.

There were tall trees and exotic flowers everywhere.

Overhead was a bright, clear blue sky with white clouds drifting along.

Haruhi started when a red bird with its tail on fire glided overhead, letting out a beautiful song as it went.

One of the adults, the black-haired male, called out happily to the bird.

"Ah! Hullo, Fawkes!"

Haruhi looked at the man uncertainly (He was talking to a burning bird like it was nothing!), then yelped as Fawkes trilled out before bursting into flames, the ashes falling into a pile on the ground.

Malfoy-san smiled. "Look and learn, muggles. You just witnessed a phoenix at the end of its life cycle."

Haruhi blinked.

A phoenix was a thing of legend, was it not?

So why…..?

She was jolted out of her racing thoughts when the bushes rustled and a….man….with long silver hair sprang out.

This newcomer was tall and lean, wearing a blue t-shirt and jeans and holding a sword.

As Haruhi was inspecting the newcomer, a sempai nudged her and whispered to her.

"Plug your ears."

"Wha…?"

"Just do it!"

As soon as Haruhi had covered her ears, the silver-haired man opened his mouth and her eardrums seemed to burst.

"VOOOOOOOIIII!"

Malfoy-san twitched and roared back. "QUIET DOWN!"

The new adult growled, but complied. "The feast is about to start. You people are the last two groups. Hurry the fuck up and get the brats to their places."

The raven-haired male waved his hand. "Yeah, we know, Squalo."

Squalo-san snorted in disbelief but turned, throwing one last "Hurry up" over his shoulder before leaping into the foliage again and disappearing.

The female brunette smiled. "Let's pick up the pace everybody!"

As the group moved along the path, Haruhi couldn't help wondering.

'What in the world is this school?'

They were inside the main building of the school now.

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At first glance, the school looked like a castle, with turrets and towers and stone walls.

On the inside, the school seemed very luxurious.

The school was obviously very wealthy.

The group Haruhi was a part of had merged with what seemed to be the entire student body (She later found out that it was).

They were all in some sort of Great Hall, obviously waiting for something to occur.

Meanwhile, people from all ages and races and dimensions were milling around, talking to each other.

The noise was EXTREMELY loud.

Suddenly, there were seven bursts of flames, each one a different color of the rainbow.

A few shouted in alarm (the first-years, obviously).

The flames subsided to reveal seven adults, all wearing suits and a single-shoulder cape over their right shoulders.

The capes were the same color as the flame they had stepped out from.

In the middle of the cape was an elaborate crest, probably the school's.

The hall immediately quieted.

The woman in the middle, who Haruhi recognized as Jenny-san, spoke.

"Returning students, into the hall. First years, remain in the hall."

The seven then burst into flame again.

When the fire subsided, they had disappeared.

A girl near Haruhi snorted. "Drama queens, like always."

An outraged shout came from inside the dining hall, whose doors were now open.

"KAGAMI, I HEARD THAT!"

The girl paled. "Oh, shit. That was Won-sensei, wasn't it."

The students near her snickered. "Yeah."

The crowd of students slowly filtered and Haruhi was left with a bunch of other students, all first years (41 others, to be exact).

The students paced around, socializing a bit.

Three students in particular seemed particularly close: a boy with messy blond hair, a girl with short brown hair, and a girl with black hair.

She felt a little drawn to the three and decided to approach them.

But before she could, a loud voice from the dining hall was heard.

"FIRST YEARS, ENTER!"

As the first years entered, they were greeted the sight of Jenny-san strangling Squalo-san while one of the teachers who had burst into flames, the one with the blue cape, was shouting at some of the teachers.

"WHICH ONE OF YOU PUT A SONORUS ON SQUALO?"

The teachers just shook their heads, trying to hide their grins.

The student body was laughing.

Beside her, the blonde boy groaned quietly.

'Well, this is an interesting start of the year.'

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Alright, a small intro to the school.

The number of students in one year was changed to 42, 6 kids in one house.

The next chapter is the sorting of the first years.

And merry (late) Christmas!

Review, please!