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"Everyone settle down." Yukio said as he took in front of the cram school class, a clipboard in his hand and his usual unbreakable look of professionalism. "Alright class, we are going to be having a new student joining us from now on. I hope you will all be very welcoming to her since the is a new experience for her. You can come in now."
The cram school students watched only have interested as the door opened, but they all took a lot more notices when Kuro actually did walk into the classroom. Even Yamada and Takara, the mysterious students that never reacted to anything went slack jawed as they stared at the girl.
"Hi! I'm Fujimoto Kuro, and I'm looking forward to spending time with all of you! Please take good care of me!" She said happily, even giving a little bow. Kuro was dressed in the True Cross Academy Uniform of a white blouse and a short pink skirt with her tails sticking out behind her, moving back and forth through the air as she smiled at the classroom. Since she didn't like the feel on socks or shoes on her feet she was completely bare foot, showing slightly pointier than usual toe nails.
"As you have all probably noticed already, Fujimoto-chan is a demon. More specifically a 'Cait Sith'. She is Okumura-kun's familiar and has chosen him as her mate. So she will be joining our class in order to stay close to her chosen mate. I hope you will all be very cooperative with this." Yukio said looking over the shocked faces in the room, as well as his brother's bright red face.
But eventually the entire class answered at once with the exact same all telling phrase. "Eh!?"
"Okumura! When the hell did that happen!" Suguro demanded. Though he was an honors student, Suguro Ryuji, also known as Bon by his closes friends, looked like a punk. He was of large build and had wild brown hair with a blond strip dyed down the middle that made his head look a bit like the rare end of a chicken. Suguro was always yelling and had a permanent glare on his face, but he wasn't really that bad of a guy.
"You lucky bastard... I hate you." Shima said, crying to himself. Renzo Shima was the class pervert, he walked around in casual clothes and was always trying to pick up any girl he met. Like Bon, he had dyed his hair, though he had chosen a shade of pink that would stand out to any girl that saw him.
"Shima-san, you need to get over all of these Earthly desires?" Konekomaru said. The last of the three boys from Tokyo, Konekomaru was short, bald, and had large glasses, but still managed to get more dates than Shima.
"Don't give me that." Shima said miserably.
"Rin...-kun..." Shiemi said confused as Kuro jumped over the desk that Rin and her shared and sat between the two of them grabbing onto Rin's arm and pressing her head against his shoulder while purring all the while. Rin rubbed the back of his head with his free arm, giving the same over the top smile that he always gave when someone asked him a difficult question. Shiemi was a usually soft spoken girl with shoulder length blond hair and blue eyes. She had always gone around dressed in a pink and blue Kimono, and was rather ditzy. But this was too much to go unquestioned, even by her.
"Now that we have that out of the way, lets get back to class. Fujimoto-chan, you can share books with Okumura-kun until we get you some of your own." Yukio said before turning to the chalk board and starting to write. "So last class we were discussing the various uses of mistletoe against fall gods. There are countless examples of this in myths going bad to..."
In a true reverse of normal reality, only Rin was paying attention to the lecture material. Everyone else was staring at the catgirl who had snuggled up to the class's lovable dimwit and was purring loudly as her tails moved hypnotically back and forth through the air. Rin trying his absolute best to pay attention to Yukio's class, in an attempt to fight down his inner demons that were becoming aroused by the cat's play.
Shiemi in particular was rather distressed. The entire time she had known Rin, she had thought of him as a friend. But he was more than that. He was her only true friend. Someone who laughed with her, and tried to cheer her up. He was the one who was always watching out for her and protecting her, whether it was from demons or just the name calling of the other students. And he was what had motivated her to try to live her own life and got her out of her slump after her grandmother died.
Even though she had only had a crush on Rin's twin brother, Yukio, she couldn't really say that Yukio was as close a friend to her as Rin was. Yukio rarely ever showed his emotions and wasn't ever open with her, only talking to her the way a teacher talks to their students. Her friendship with Rin had been much closer, even if they hadn't known each other as long.
And even though they were still the same distances from each other, sitting on the same bench, in the same class, it still felt like a large rift had been put between them. Like Kuro was a giant wall that she would never be able to pass.
Shiemi tried her best to look forward and ignore the large lump forming in her stomach. She could taste the emotion that was causing it. It was fear. She was afraid that she was going to lose her only close friend. And that made it hard for her to concentrate. Even though Yukio's class was her absolute favorite, that day she didn't hear a word. The young tamer girl was just too distressed.
They were back in the gym class, the same as they did almost everyday, running from the Leapers, high ranking lesser demons that possessed frogs, turning them into massive creatures the size of a monster truck with huge teeth. Though in truth they were fairly none aggressive creatures and rather slow for their size. The students were required to run around the pit dodging the Leapers, as the Leapers tried to caught them.
Currently Rin and Yamada were the ones doing the exercise, leaving the others sitting on the top of the pit watching them.
"Keep it up, Rin!" Kuro was shouting encouragingly as her master and mate used the tactic of simply trucking it to evade the demon's hops.
"Hey, Fujimoto-chan..." Shima started talking to the catgirl.
Kuro turned to him and grinned. "Just call me Kuro. It was the name Shiro gave me." She said proudly. Everyone around them was listening in intently as the demon talked.
"Alright Kuro-chan. Um... I don't know how to put this but... why would you want to be Okumura's girlfriend?" Shima asked, rather bluntly.
"Why won't I?" Kuro said tilting her head in a adorable manner.
"How about you just start from the beginning and tell us why you picked him." Izumo said from behind Shima. Everyone was surprised to find that she was at all interested. She didn't seem like the gossiping type. They didn't notice that her eyes were always on the cute ears or the tails that flicked about.
Izumo was a rather short tempered girl, as well as short in general. She had long black hair that she usually wore in ponytails and her eyebrows had a rather odd oval shape, earning her a few nicknames that Rin had intended to be nice, but were rather embarrassing. But one of the things her classmates didn't know about her, was that she was a serious cat lover. But having grown up in a house filled with the spirits of dead canines, she had never been able to have one. So her curiously about Kuro was on overload.
"Well... It started after my last master, Fujimoto Shiro, died." Kuro said looking down sadly.
"Fugimoto Shiro, as in... the Paladin?" Suguro murmured, a bit surprised that she had been the familiar of such an important figure.
"Yeah, Shiro was amazing." Kuro said with a sad smile. "But after I found out Shiro had died... I was really sad. I might have on a little out of control, and hurt a few people when I had found out. I just didn't want to believe them at the time." Kuro watched Rin moving along the outer wall of the pit, trying to get the demon to smash its head on the wall. "They sent exorcists to put me down.
All of the students froze up a little. It wasn't exactly a good light for exorcists to be put it. "But Rin stopped them. He helped me come to terms with Shiro's passing, and stayed with me while I cried to comfort me. He was strong and cool." She said and they all saw a blush creeping up onto her face. "After that I became his familiar and in the few days after that I realized I had fallen for him. So I took on my human form to be with him."
Shiemi thought back to her own first time meeting Rin. It was strikingly similar to the demon girls, were Rin had helped her come to terms with her grandmother's death and helped her move on.
"Rin is amazing. He's kind, strong, fun to play with, and he's an amazing cook." The catgirl said with a wide smile. "He's an ideal mate."
"He... he really is." Shiemi mumbled, too softly for anyone to here her. She felt so stupid. She had been obsessing over Yukio's brand of perfection; tall, dark, handsome, strong, smart, well mannered. She hadn't even realized that Rin was so much more human and fun to be with. And now... he was spoken for. She was starting to see how good of a person he was. But it was all too little... too late.
Rin's turn in the pit had ended and he climbed out just before Yamada. "Hey, Suguro, Konekomaru! You're up!" He said as he got back, like always he didn't seem to be sweating at all, even though most people would have sweated up a storm from the amount of running he did.
"Rin! You did great! I wish we had got to go down there together!" Kuro said as she jumped onto her chosen mate. Shiemi watching all the while, looking a bit crest fallen. Though no one seemed to notice. That is, except for Izumo. The other tamer girl put on her very fox like smile as she realized what was going on. She was going to have a lot of fun with this.
I'm choosing to accept the relative silence I am getting to mean that yes, I am bad at this genre, or that no one cares about it. Though I doubt it is the second one. Though it could be that people only read yaio (or however that is spelled).
If there is stuff I am doing wrong in this story, I am all ears. Flamers welcome, as long as you are funny or your criticism is productive. Otherwise you just aren't very good at flaming, are you?