"Visitor"

"Damn it."

These were the two words Keiichi spoke as he awoke to the realization that if he didn't get a move on he would be late for school. Rena was probably already waiting for him and he didn't want to make her late either. He had absolutely no time for breakfast, and each second he took putting on his clothes weighed down on him heavily, making each seem to zip by faster than they should.

"Got to get a move on!" He said out loud as he raced down the stairs two steps at a time, nearly falling on the last few steps.

He was aware of his mother telling him that he should eat something, but he knew that he didn't have time for that. He brushed his mothers offer off, grabbed his school bag, and was out the door seconds later. He was running at a steady pace for what seemed like a minute before he caught sight of a red-headed girl waving at him in the distance. She was also accompanied by a girl with lush green hair, who was also waving at him. He recognized them as Rena and Mion.

"Good morning Keiichi-kun," said Rena, as he ran up to her, her words full of excitement and kindness upon seeing him.

"Morning Rena," he said between hastened breaths of air, "Sorry for making you guys wait."

Mion took a step forward, smiling ear to ear as she approached him.

"We thought you weren't going to show up. I was trying to convince Rena here to leave without you and let you run the whole way." Her words were full of sarcasm which she tried to, but failed, to hide from him.

"Like hell you would," he said to her, making clear the doubt to which he held towards her intentions.

Mion laughed and started to run ahead of him and Rena, "Come on," she said, "We're gonna be late at this rate and it'll all be Kei-chan's fault," she said, addressing the both of them.

With that he and Rena broke into a run, following their eccentric classmate all the way to school…

They had made it to the school with seconds to spare, the bell being rung just as they started making their way to the classroom. He had walked in triumphantly before his two other friends and was greeted by a torrent of chalk brushes raining down on him from above the door frame. The cause of such was easy to be found…And heard…

"Ohhohohoho." The laughter coming from the culprit of the trap to which he had unknowingly stumbled into.

"Satoko!" He said with a controlled rage in his voice, "Wait till I get my hands on you!"

The girl immediately ran away and around the classroom at first sign of his pursuit. He had almost caught her when he became aware of footsteps and multiple persons entering the class. He turned to see Mion, Rena and Chie sensei entering the class. A look of disapproval on his teacher's face told him that he was done.

"Maebara-san, what are you doing?" The malevolence clearly noted in her voice.

"I- errr…" he couldn't find a good way to support himself.

"Please take your seat so we can begin today's lesson," she said, speaking to both him and Satoko. Who before running to her seat stuck her tongue out at him, mocking his failure.

He groaned, took his seat and prepared himself for the lesson that lay ahead, knowing full well that he would have to help Mion and Rena with it later.

The day dragged on slowly, with little excitement for the students in the class. He was right about helping Rena and Mion. He had spent the better part of an hour explaining how to do the new math problems given by their teacher. He almost jumped out of his seat in anticipation when their teacher released them for lunch.

Even lunch wasn't that exciting, with a few choice comments from Satoko to deal with but otherwise nothing special. He and his friends shared their lunches and made some light conversation, but again, it was nothing special.

He was duly aware of one of the younger students asking for everyone to come and look out the classroom window at something outside.

"What's the problem?" Said Mion, slowly striding to the window where most of the kids had already gathered. He also walked over to the window to see what was going on. The day needed some excitement.

"Down the road," said the younger student, urging everyone to peer to the side and look down the vast expanse of road.

"I can't see anything," said Mion, unable to tell what she was looking for.

He also tried to look out into the distance but couldn't understand what he was supposed to be seeing. He looked a bit harder and then he noticed something.

Was the road moving? He thought to himself as he watched as what looked to be part of the road moving in their direction. He tried to make sense of what he saw and came up with a theory.

"I think it's a cloud of dust," he announced to the others, who immediately turned to look at him. "Something's moving fast enough to make a cloud of dust in its wake."

He felt strong about his theory; he had seen this before a few times while walking home. Dust would sometimes rise up when a fast moving car went by on the dirt road, leaving him coughing and hacking in its wake.

"Look at it now," said another student. He could now see a black shape moving slightly ahead of the cloud of dust. As it got closer he could make out the shape to be a bike or motorcycle. The driver was hard to see.

He began to brush it off as just a biker going by their school and that it held no importance to him or anyone else. That all changed when the bike stopped and pulled onto the school's property.

"I wonder who that is." Said Rena, mild confusion lacing the ends of her words.

"Don't know," said Mion, "I've never seen this guy in town before."

She was right. No one had seen this person in their town before, especially not himself. He wondered why he was here. What he wanted. The questions draining from his mind as he watched the man begin to approach the school and make his way to the entrance. He wore mostly black and had a bandana wrapped around the lower part of his face and donned a mask that covered the rest of it. He didn't look like an ordinary biker.

"What's he doing here?" Asked the same student who had made them become aware of the approaching biker earlier on. Mion told her that she wasn't sure and to wait and see and that maybe he was just here to talk to the principal or something. Somehow he doubted that was what the man really wanted.

Just then he could hear footsteps down the hall and he told everyone in the class to be quiet. They listened as the footsteps drew closer and closer to the room. He was aware of some of the children taking steps back, but he encouraged them that it was nothing to worry about.

Then the door opened and in walked the biker from earlier…He was alone.

"Can we help you with something?" The words coming from Mion, who now stepped forward to address their unforeseen visitor.

He watched as the person scanned the faces of the many children in class, until his eyes; which were still covered by the mask he had seen the person wearing on the bike, met his own. He could feel something unsettling about the person in front of him. Something he didn't like.

"Maebara Keiichi?" The voice was that of a man's.

"Yes?" He said, not knowing what to expect next from the stranger.

"Please step forward." The words were completely devoid of any emotion whatsoever.

He did as the man instructed and stepped past his friend so that he was facing him directly. He wasn't sure why the man had asked him to do this. Was it him he wanted to talk to? Was he the reason why he was here?

"I'm glad to have been able to find you so easily." Said the man, now reaching for something behind his back. He had a bad feeling about this.

"What do you…" His words falling flat as the man quickly shoved a silver object into his field of vision. It was just inches away from his face. He could now see that it was a gun.

A few screams echoed through the classroom from a majority of the younger students before the man could continue.

"I've been waiting for this…Maebara Keiichi…"

Author's Notes

Well it looks like the day just got a lot more exciting, didn't it?

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