Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to these characters.
"Hey, Kago-chan?"
"Yeah?"
"When we get older, I'm gonna marry you!"
"Eh? Really, Tetsu-kun?"
"Yup! It's a promise!"
"Ok!"
'Feels like ages ago when those words were spoken, I wonder sometimes why I keep holding on to them. How many years has it been now, nine…? I wonder how he is.'
Gazing out the window at the early morning sky above the branches of the Goshinboku, the raven-haired teen reflected on life and the many twists and turns it has taken. Remembering that when she was six years old, she had a best friend, a little boy whom she played with often. He was a year older than her and he was her protector, though he teased her daily claiming only he was allowed to do so. He promised her that he would marry her one day—foolish childhood promises, but she believed him whole heartedly.
A year later his family moved away, and he reiterated his promise with such determination on his young face. She had absolute faith that he would come back for her like those knights in the fairytales that she treasured because that was how those stories worked. Few weeks later…both her father and grandmother died in a car accident, and as a result her little family moved into the shrine with her grandfather.
'With no way to let Tetsu-kun know where I've moved to. Yet I still hold that promise dear…' She thought with a soft nostalgic smile on her face.
Her friends all thought that it was sweet yet crazy to hold onto a "childhood crush," that she needed to move on. That Hojo-kun was right there waiting for her if she would just give him a chance, that he would be perfect for her given that he was the cutest guy in school.
'They just couldn't understand that regardless of the oath made to me by a seven-year-old… I would still have no interest in Hojo-kun. He's just so, so BORING!' Shaking her head in aggravation, she let out a sigh. 'Then with that, the adventure down the well happened… six months of fearing for my life while making some amazing friends-'
"Kagome, you better head out soon or you'll be late for school!"
She snapped out of her daze, and her blue eyes quickly darted to the mirror to look over her new uniform for what felt like the hundredth time that morning. Straightening the red bow at her neck, folding down the collar of the white blouse under the black sweater vest. Smoothing out her grey pleated skirt that stopped mid-thigh, and checked once again that there were no runs in her black tights.
'Been around too many perverts to trust a short skirt,' she smirked. She grabbed her school bag and her navy-blue uniform jacket from her desk, and ran down the stairs to the kitchen. 'Please, kami-sama, please let today go well.'
"Do you have everything?" Ms. Higurashi asked while handing her daughter her bento, and piece of toast.
"I think so, mama. I've checked everything about three times now." Kagome responded with a sheepish grin.
"Nervous about you first day of High School."
"A little, I just want the first day to go smoothly."
"I'm sure everything will be fine, dear. Now eat your toast, you don't want to be late."
"Hai." Practically inhaling her breakfast, Kagome ran out the door with a wave. 'Nekoma High School, here I come!'
Standing outside in front of his home, a young teen stood with his chin length black hair slightly blocking his view while looking down at his phone his hands. Fingers moving across the screen as he worked his way through the levels of the game that had his full attention, and occasionally reaching us to adjust the red stripped tie at his neck.
"Kenma, ready for your first day?"
He lifted his head to look over at the taller boy with messy spiked black hair with fringe on the right side covering one of his narrowed hazel eyes casually strolling up to him. With his navy-blue blazer thrown over one shoulder, revealing his black sweater vest and matching red stripped tie hanging a bit loose around his neck. The sleeves of his white button-down shirt rolled up to his elbows, showing his forearms. His other hand tucked into the pocket of his grey slacks.
"Kuroo, it's just another day of school…" trailing off with a large eye watering yawn.
Raising a brow in suspicion at his younger friend, "You didn't stay up all night playing video games, did you?"
Giving a not so discrete flinch, and revealing to his childhood friend that he did just that, Kuroo heaved a sigh. "Just don't fall asleep on your feet today, we do have volleyball club today for new members. You are joining the club, right?"
Nodding with a sigh, Kenma tucked his phone away in his school bag and followed Kuroo down the street.
"Looks like I'm going to have to keep a look out for your all-night gaming sessions. Can't have Nekoma's future starting setter turn into a zombie and waste away." He stated with a calculated smirk.
'…Crap…' Kenma thought with a minor wince.
Authors Note: It's been a long time since I've written fanfiction, so I'm pretty rusty. Any constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated!