Stomach turning, flip flopping, corner of her eyes still crusty with sleep, Violetta ate at her table in silence, reading one of her beloved love stories. Munching on a piece of toast just so she didn't go hungry later, she sighed, her first day, at a new school, in a whole new country for her. Though she was fluent in Japanese, her accent was still thick, making some things she said very difficult to understand. Putting a bookmark to note where she left off she stood from the table, quickly walking to get ready for the day figuring in her head how much time it would take to walk there.
Looking in the mirror now fresh from the shower, her hair still damp and stiffened with hairspray, ears accented with silver dangling earrings, a dangling within each crescent, her black shoes nicely polished, socks up neatly to her knees, all tied together with the pale yellow uniform, she straightened it out a smile on her face. This would be great, having heard that the education values were high here, she planned on learning everything she needed to be a vet, she'd make new friends to tell her old friends about, but, what if they were all snotty. A laugh left her lips and she stood straight with a mock look on her face, holding her nose in the air, the female looked at her dog in the mirror, "Why Bernardo, I say, you must try this wine its simply superb." Seeing her dog with a panting grin, his tongue to the side slobber coming down, she laughed patting his head, then walked out of her room, her tuxedo cat slipping through the gaps of each step she took. Finally managing to the door she called back before she left "Addiu Mama! Papa! Gio!" then looked down at her pets, saying goodbye to them. Walking outside she was greeted by a man, who told her he was her chauffeur, she was going to deny it, and able to walk just fine on her own, but when she heard the time she couldn't thank and get inside the long black limousine fast enough.
Arriving at the large school she thanked the man, and gave him a tip, 4836 Yen, leaving before he could protest, she waved goodbye to him then turned and sighed softly, having first day jitters, but it was more than too late to turn back now. Walking in she was greeted with the smell of lemon cleaner, and fresh flowers, it was subtle and pleasant, easing her worries just a bit. Taking out a crumpled paper from her bag she read it off to the best of her ability, and then looked up figuring it would be easier to just match signs with signs. Getting to her class, 1-d, she peeked in, seeing a few people already sitting down and talking, walking in she picked a seat, introducing herself to a few girls "Nice to meet you both.." She smiled, beginning to talk with them, "Did you see Nekozawa? He still is wearing that weird cloak with that stupi-""SHHH You don't want him to curse you!" Curse…that was maledire right? Whatever it meant, it had definitely perked her interest. She listened wanting to learn more about this man…wait wasn't neko, gatto? That's Cute. She smiled at the thought starting to imagine a figure with a cloak and cat ears with a swishy tale.
"Soranno, Violetta." The annoyed voice of her teacher pulled her out of her imagination and she shot up bowing "Yes, teacher here!" She replied and sat back in her seat, brushing off the snickers with a smile. After the rest of the people were called, the teacher began to talk about first day etiquette, what he expected, and began to give some of the first day lessons. Having a basic knowledge of what the teacher was talking about; she began to doodle on her paper, and ended up with what she had imagined, in cruder detail than what she would have liked. A cloaked male, kitty ears, kitty tale, and even a cat smile. With some etching of what she remembered were on her Ouija board.
Walking out of the class room, she split ways from her two required friends, wanting to explore and know more of the academy she attended. Also know more people. Putting a curl behind her ear she almost did a double take seeing a large dark mass. This place was haunted? Her expression, instead of one of fear, turned to one of wide eyed wonder. Walking swiftly to follow the figure, she stayed by the wall, peeking around a corner, then chasing after it, taking a jump knocking the figure to the ground.
All the poor male heard was the click of shoes and a small woosh of fabric before he was faced with tile.
Realizing quickly that, whatever she jumped on wasn't an apparition, Violetta got off as quickly as she could stumbling slightly, looking at the dazed person flat on the ground. The young girl began to panic "Oh no, Oh no, I just killed a man ...I killed a man I thought was dead!, Meravigliosa! I can see my parents," She lowered her voice and puffed out her chest, to mock her father. "Hello fish foot, anything happen at school?" She went back to her own voice, "Oh you know met a few friends, learned some more math, KILLED A MAN!"
As she continued to rant the young boy sat up, peeking behind the dark fibers of his wig, looking at the very strange female with a quirk of an eyebrow. Honestly not knowing if he should be amused or on edge by the, well rather strange character, definitely a foreigner due to her accent, he looked at Beelzenef, who looked back at him with a shrug, and they both looked back at her. "Wait…is he man?" Turning to the form she smiled apologetically "Are you a boy…and are okay?" She asked her dark brown eyes blinking, as she offered a tan hand out for the still shadowed figure to take. Umehito could only nod, and take her hand standing up rubbing the back of his covered head. "Ah, yes I am…to answer both of your questions." He really didn't know what to say right now, having been caught off by well, since she landed on him.
A wide grin spread across her face and she let go of his hand, "Ah good…I was a little worried for a moment! Anyways, got a name?" She asked putting a hand on her hip, her other dangling casually. "Huh...oh! How rude of me!" A tint of pink settled on both cheeks of his, realizing his lack of basic manners. "Umehito Nekozawa...and you are?" Hearing the name she smiled, so this was the male she heard about. "Well it's nice to meet somebody famous, I'm Violetta Soranno." She introduced, with an almost mock curtsey looking up at him, then blew a few stray hairs out of her face. "Famous? How so" He wouldn't dare call himself famous, the only friend at this damnable school was the one placed on his hand. "Well I heard two girls talking about you…pretty smooth with the ladies eh? Curse of love~" She teased sliding next to him, nudging him with her elbow. "W-What? Of course not!" Violetta shrugged and waved her hand "Alright I won't bother you about it…you know I imagined you with ears and a tail..." She mused placing a finger to her lips "But you're cute like this too."
Hold on, mental record scratch here. Cute? Him. Cute? Did this girl have a bowl of crazy flakes this morning? And why ears and a tail…what exactly did she hear? He looked at the girl, most likely with the same expression people have gave him for years. Nekozawa couldn't make heads or tails of her, though couldn't think too much about her as he was pulled out of his thoughts, with a hand waving infront of his face. "Yes, er, thank you…Violetta…" The bell rang, pulling the two acquaintances from the most awkward of meetings. Violetta began walking her own way, waving back "See you aroud Umehito!" she called just before turning another corner. Beelzenef and he waved; a small smile crept on his lips. "See you Violetta."
This was just the first meeting seemed like just another natural occurrence, usual in the world, but this would cause feelings for one another to creep up like an unwelcomed spider, biting both of them. Sickly sweet venom, that would take weeks, maybe months, to show the first symptoms. This venom the most common fall of man, Love