Chapter 3: Life

Part I- Friends

RING!! RING!!

Doesn't anyone sleep anymore in this world? Ryoma Echizen wondered as he picked up his cell phone for the third time that night. "What is it, now, Kevin?" he asked annoyingly.

"Oh! Ryoma! I was wondering if you could give me the answers to yesterday's homework. You see… I was kinda playing tennis all day and forgot about it! Pleeeease!"

Update

Ryoma Echizen was eight years old and living in Serscil Academy for the Exceptionally Gifted, in New York City, New York. He had been enrolled to this school when he turned 5 years old and had lived in their dorms ever since. His parents always made sure to send the plane every year on June 5 to pick him up and drop him off in Tokyo, near Yuiko-sama's "shop" for some "volunteering". Ryoma usually stayed there for about 2 weeks before sending the plane again, and dropping him off at Echizen Estate in Kyoto, where he would meet up with his family.

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"Could you have asked me any other time than 11:00 at night?" Ryoma struggled to keep his voice barely above a whisper.

"Sorry! I forgot for while, but I just remembered, and everyone knows you always hand out answers for the right price, if you ask the right way… So?" Ryoma could just picture that bastard laughing his head off at the raven haired boy's expense.

"Alright, but if you don't study this yourself you won't make it to third grade. Oh, and I'm definitely not letting you cheat off me again." Ryoma succumbed again. God, he was a wimp. Kevin was right; he really did hand out answers to everyone that asked. To Do Sometime Later: Work on saying no to annoying and persistent people. Ryoma made a mental note. For now, he had to concentrate on sleep.

Morning

Ryoma woke up at 8:00 in the morning to the sound of his cellphone alarm and his regular alarm buzzing in his ears. He groaned and started getting dressed. Ryoma put on the schools standard old fashioned uniform, a classic navy-blue sweater-vest complete with navy blue pants and black shoes (the girls wore the same thing only with skirts, black tights, and mary-janes), evaluated his homework, and went to the cafeteria for breakfast.

"Ryoma! Over here!" Ryoma's friends, Elise, Kevin, and Samantha, called from a table on the other side of the room. Ryoma rushed towards them.

"So you haven't killed yourself, yet?" Elise joked when she saw that the bangs under Ryoma's eyes still hadn't disappeared.

"No, not yet. I'm pretty sure I'll die by myself if tennis boy over there keeps calling me for answers at 11:00 every night for the rest of my life."

"I only forgot one time, plus, I wouldn't ask if you weren't such a push over," Kevin protested over a mouthful of meat. "Don't forget I'm cheating off you during health." Ryoma sighed and started eating.

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Yea, this chapter is disappointing. No plot, no meaning. I'm just running out of inspiration right now. I'll try to make the next chapter better. Just take this one as a "Insight into Ryoma's childhood life" that I make up with my quote "pitiful imagination". :p Sorry that I haven't been able to update. had a glitch that wouldn't let me through.

Yuiko-sama- xxxHolic, Yuiko is a witch that owns a shop that can grant any wish for the right price. Her assistants are Watanaki, an orphaned high school student who can see spirits and is working for her as the price for Yuiko granting his wish to not be able to see spirits, and Mokona, a…thing.