Chapter One – Sakuya

Author's Note: I do not own the Buso Renkin series and the characters of the original series. I own only the original characters of this fic, Sakuya Mutou, Kaworu Jounouchi, their siblings and friends, Phalene, some members of the Alchemist Army, and the enemy, the Tetsujin Juusan. Buso Renkin is the creation of mangaka, Watsuki Nobuhiro.

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A blue-haired girl with a long braid trudged along the pavement as she yawned slightly. The top of her head and a bit of her braid were a mess, like she rushed to get out from bed. Walking in front of her was a mean-looking tall blonde with a pocky stick protruding from her lips, a small and flat blue-haired girl, and a black-haired shy girl who stuck to the blonde like glue. They were Ouka Kurosaki, Yumi Chiba, and Mihoshi Anno respectively. "Jesus, what the hell was wrong with you, Sakuya?" Ouka exclaimed in her usual loud voice, poking Sakuya's forehead continuously. Some of the passing students were looking at them with their usual murmurs and gossips. "You went on a rampage last night and nearly killed all of us!"

"I'm sorry…" yawned Sakuya as she rubbed her sleepy eyes. "It was just that I had a weird dream…" Thinking back at it, it was pretty weird. The scorpion-like silhouette, the blonde-haired cutie…yes, he was cute, she'll admit. And the pain, the pain over her chest. Before she could place her hand over her chest, Yumi made a grab for Sakuya's bust first. The braided girl's face flushed, stepping back from Yumi. "Th-The hell, Yumi-chan!"

Yumi grinned, flexing her hands. "C-Cup," she chuckled aloud as she turned her back. "You guys are lucky. Having such huge busts, that is." This was Yumi's usual hobby. Everyday, Yumi would grab other girls' chest, then slightly, but uncaringly, mock how most girls are flatter than she is. "Like anime now and then have girls with abnormally huge chests. I think the Japanese are becoming more and more perverted."

The shy Mihoshi wanted to say something badly, like, "You're kind of one too, Yumi-chan." Not a word could leave her mouth, feeling that she'll insult one of her closest and best friends. Ouka could take Mihoshi's hint and rubbed her head, smiling lightly. This was her way of saying that Mihoshi should just say it. So she opened her mouth and said, "Um…you…you have nothing to be ashamed about! I think your chest size is perfect!" There was an awkward silence between the four, and Mihoshi began to sweat profusely. "I-I'm sorry!" The other three couldn't help but laugh loudly as they neared Ginsei Academy's school gates.

Sakuya's ears twitched as she heard the pitter-patter of running footsteps behind her. As she turned, she felt a blow to her stomach, which sent her flying back to her friends. "Owww…" she groaned as she glared at the young boy who just knocked the wind out of her. "Souta, control your speed! You'll break my ribs one day!"

The black-haired boy before the girls was Sakuya's little brother, Souta. He has a nasty habit of running abnormally fast without looking and slamming into things, mostly telephone poles and lamp posts. In some instances, it helps, like when a friend is being bullied, Souta the Battering Ram will unknowingly charge into battle. "Sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't want to be late on my first day!" He apologized frantically, bowing to the girls over and over and over. Mihoshi giggled slightly as she started ahead of them. "Sakuya-nee, you didn't wake me up again! I could've been late!"

"Brat's right," Ouka noted as the bell began to run. Yikes! They better get to the gates before the gate is closed on them! Ouka, being the yankee that she is, sometimes purposely skips the bell and school itself. Mihoshi had already a running head start, with the other four catching up. The anime otaku made a dive for it first, then Ouka followed suit. "Shoot! It's Ishida-sensei!" she thought aloud as she saw the person standing over the gate.

Ishida-sensei, his first name being Akira, was an aloof and messy-looking man who wore a fashionable scarf. He is often seen smoking a cigarette, and he had orange tinted shades. Not much of a teacher look, but the man knew more than he let on. "Uwaaaah..." he yawned as he watched the remaining to run on over. "Oh…it's the Mutou siblings," he muttered from his cigarette. He didn't seem surprised, and he didn't know Souta was a student…maybe it was a lucky guess? Oh wait, he had files and records in his hand. He placed his hand on the gate and prepared to swing it shut.

"I made it!" Souta gasped as the gate began to swing on him. Sakuya couldn't let her brother get hurt, and she was shocked that Ishida-sensei would do such a thing! Acting on her impulses, she dashed ahead and ran for the gate, trying to hold it open. The impact was so hard, her female hand felt like it was going to break! She could feel her heart racing fast, pumping faster and faster as she pushed the gate with all her might. Finally, she squeezed through, landing next to her little brother. "S-Sakuya-nee! Are you alright?"

"Yeah…I'm fine," Sakuya sighed, trying to catch her breath. Ishida-sensei was getting death glares from the other three girls, who were appalled that he would do such a thing. "You're not hurt, are you, Souta?"

That's when the two were broken up by the slender hands of the teacher. "That's far enough, you two," he said and looked at Souta. His eyes, despite the lazy look, gave the boy a shiver down his spine. "Mutou-otouto, I presume?" he sneered and took his note pad. Writing his name down as "Mutou-otouto," probably because he didn't have the urge to know the lad's name, he marked him on one Demerit. But that's when Sakuya grabbed his wrist with the nastiest glare of all. Ishida-sensei narrowed his eyes and pulled his wrist away. "A few seconds late, that's another. Need I say more?"

"Hold it right there, you jerk!" Sakuya snarled, her hands balled into fists. "Souta just enrolled into this school, so give him the benefit so that he may learn the rules! Until then, I'll take that demerit!" The two exchanged wicked glares, it put Ouka's to shame. And she's the queen of death glares! "Well, TEACH?"

Ishida knew it'd be pointless to say a word. So he erased Souta's demerit…and added it onto Sakuya's. "That's two, Mutou-san. Now get your asses into class." The girls, plus Souta, looked at each other and headed into the building. Wait, something wasn't right. "Hold on a minute, Sakuya-san," he called out sternly. The girls stopped, and Ishida pointed to Sakuya's handbag…or backpack. "That isn't the certified school bag, young lady," he pointed out and walked to her, grabbing at it. "What happened to it?"

Was he referring to Sakuya's turtle backpack? Well…she couldn't remember what happened to it. It was missing from her room after all. But she could've sworn she had it last night…something weird was going on. "I…I don't know. I must've lost it last night," Sakuya snapped, pulling her bag away from Ishida. The two exchanged glares once again, and he said,

"That is fine, Sakuya-san. However, this will not go unnoticed. You have earned your third demerit, so I will see you after school…picking weeds from the campus ground."

As the teacher left, the girls, including Souta and excluding Mihoshi, all made faces at him behind his back. "What a jerk," Yuki pointed out. "He's like the one guy in my MMORPG parties I don't like." Yuki was an anime otaku, did nothing but watch anime, read manga, and play MMORPGs. Ouka would get tired of it, and Sakuya would tolerate it. Mihoshi would just smile and laugh. And the five of them continued their day until lunch time.

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It is now the lunch period, and the four girls gather up in the roof for lunch. Sakuya would have her Aunt Mahiro's curry chicken, extra spicy, with Green Vegetable Juice, her father's favorite. The other girls would gawk at what she'd drink. "What? It's delicious!" Sakuya would exclaim, and the girls would laugh the lunch period away. But there was a new addition. Souta joined the group, nervous of what to say. "Oh, Souta! Are you okay?"

"Mmhm," he nodded as he sat down, having the same…intolerable food that Aunt Mahiro made for him as well. "But thanks a lot, Sakuya-nee. You really saved me back there…" Sakuya blushed and shoved her brother to make him stop. But she couldn't shake the pulsating feeling from before. She could've died since she jumped in the way. Thinking of it, she got a text message from his bag, but Souta got it for her. "Here you go."

"Thanks, bro," Sakuya said and opened her text. Her eyes widened as she read the kanji typed up infront of her.

"Sakuya-chan, are you alright?" Mihoshi asked, waving her hand infront of Sakuya.

"Yeah, you look like you've just seen a ghost," Ouka added.

Sakuya shook her head and looked up at the two of them. "I-I'm fine," she stuttered, but was interrupted by the lunch bell. "You guys go ahead. I'll catch up to class soon." The girls and Souta were worried, but they did as she said. Sakuya opened her phone again, eyes shaking and hand gripping onto the outer shell of the phone. The turtle-shaped strap dangled between her fingers, shaking a bit. "Who…are you…"

Up above the water tower, and blonde-haired male looked down at her, smiling as he opened his cell phone. The message on his phone said the exact same thing, but he was the sender. The message said…

"TAKE CARE OF YOUR NEW LIFE."