Miiko Fukuta's Story

(OOC: Okay... this turned out to be a novel... I won't normally do this, hell, this is the longest post I've ever made in my life. I normally do 2 or 3 paragraphs! For those who are too lazy to read all the way through, it's just summing up how she feels about the school, her getting there, the orientation, and dropping her things off at the front of her dorm. After everyone makes their entrance post, I'll start the orientation.)

Anaru was suddenly awaken by the loud screech of her alarm clock. She groaned in frustration as she slammed her fist on the top of the clock, eventually hitting the snooze button. Once again, she had a restless night. Mostly because she stayed up until 2:00 AM, forgetting about her first day of school, but details, details. After succeeding to turn off the alarm, she stood up and started her morning schedule.

After taking her morning shower, Anaru dressed up in a pale pink dress with a white, see-threw laced overcoat. After slipping on her shoes, grabbing a wrapped muffin, and swinging her backpack over her shoulders, she opened the door and started walking the pathway to a taxi stop.

As she was waited for the taxi to arrive to take her to her new school, she thought about all the new people she'd see. People like her. Although she felt joy and excitement by the thought, she was awfully anxious. For all she knew, these different people with abilities or types of human-like species could be practically insane! The thought of all the chaos made her feel like there was a knot in her stomach. Nevertheless, she's not hesitating to get out of that stupid apartment and out to see a new area, maybe even starting fresh.

Eventually, the taxi arrived. She crawled in and set her book bag down beside her as she took out a dull scrap of paper. She handed it to the 'taxi driver' and waited for his response. After a few moments, he handed the paper back to Anaru and nodded. She took the paper back, stuffed it into her backback's side pocket, and slouched into her chair as they drove off.
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Hours had passed, and Anaru's worries about the school are now in the back of her mind. Honestly, the only thing she is worried about now is how much money she's going to have to pay for the taxi driver. She glanced out the window and her eyes widened in astonishment. It looked like something out of a fairy tail; lakes with swans, vines wrapped around pillars, and cherry blossoms everywhere. Then again, it is called BlossomCrest.

After finding relief that she didn't have to pay the taxi driver for such a long and risky drive, she stepped out of the car. She scanned her surroundings as she stood at the front entrance of the school. The big clock planted above the school doors says 9:00 AM, meaning there is one hour until the orientation starts. It even said on the flier that they'd announce on the intercom when it's time for all the students to gather up in a certain area. So while she waited, she decided to roll her suitcase around to find her dorm.

After finding her dorm, she left her suitcase up against her dorm's door. Not exactly the brightest idea, but she didn't have a key. Students would receive their keys for their dorms as soon as the orientation ends. They say it's a way to make sure students don't skip the orientation. After dropping everything off, she wandered around the school.

The morning air was crisp and cool, the smell of dew and freshly mowed grass swirling with the early morning fog to create a scene that almost looked surreal. Miiko was the only one in the foster home that was awake, she had unpacked and repacked her meager belongings a total of five times before deciding that it was finally presentable. She sat up on the thin squeaky mattress, wincing at the creaks it made and walked into the bathroom to wash her face and get ready for the day.

Her first step into the real world, her first step into freedom. Miiko put on a knee length green dress with a pretty bow on the front and looked at the gift her special friend had given her. A flower clip that was a shade lighter than her hair. She smiled and clipped it in place, clutching her hands to her chest as she promised herself once more that she would find him. They had been separated nearly three months ago, but Miiko knew that they would soon be reunited.

An alarm clock screeched, breaking the silence and Miiko's eyes widened. She was going to be late! Stumbling out of the bathroom and to her suitcase, Miiko quickly pulled on her boots and grabbed her suitcase, shutting off the alarm so as not to disturb the others and running to the door. "Miiko, where are you going?" A soft voice came from her left. It was Amy, one of the other resident Foster's.

"I'm going home." She stated with a smile as she left the common room and practically ran down the stairs. The head of the Foster house, Mrs. T (her full name was something long in Russian so they all just referred to her as Mrs. T) was waiting with breakfast. A muffin and a cup of milk, "are you ready? Do you have everything?" The older woman smiled as she asked the questions quickly, placing the muffin in Miiko's right hand and the milk in the other. Miiko drank her milk quickly and hugged Mrs. T goodbye; the taxi was already there.

The ride to the school was quiet, the only sounds of life came from outside of the taxi. Miiko had never been in a taxi before and it wasn't as exciting as she thought it would be. The mountains started to roll down into plains and fields, the water changed from crystal springs to beautiful clear blue lakes. She watched out the window like a vigilant cat, her eyes ready to pounce on anything unexpected.

Miiko turned her head at the sound of a creak, tall wrought iron gates towering above the taxi. She stepped out and offered to pay the driver, but he refused saying it was a favor. Miiko waved until the cab had pulled around the corner and turned around, her heart fluttering in her chest with excitement. "This is it," she said in a breath of awe as she stepped over to the guard's house.

"Miiko Fukuta," he scanned down the list and nodded his head, allowing her to go inside. Miiko stopped to stare at the beautiful grounds, the cherry blossom trees that fluttered with the slightest gust of wind. It was so beautiful; she had come to BlossomCrest once before to take a test to see if she could get in and had hardly had the chance to look around she was so nervous. Now, here she was standing before the beautiful clock tower that read 9:30. "Half an hour 'til orientation," she mumbled and went to go find someone who could tell her where her dorm was.

After a bit of wandering around and trying to follow the directions a teacher gave her; Miiko had found her room and was heading to the student orientation when she ran into what seemed like a mass of pure muscle (Yuji). She landed flat on her back, scraping her elbows as they slammed against the ground. "I'm so sorry!" Miiko scrambled to her feet quickly, brushing off her dress and bowing to the other student in what she hoped looked like a gesture of respect. She was so clumsy and Miiko hadn't really been looking where she was going that she figured it must have been her fault.

Miiko straightened and looked up at the person. Was this a student or a teacher? Miiko was really short so everyone seemed really tall to her. "Are you hurt? Do you need a band aid?" She always carried a little first aid kit in her purse because she was so accident prone. Miiko began rummaged through her bag before he could even answer, pulling out a pink plaster with one of Hello Kitty's friends on it.

A crackling sound filled the air and a disembodied voice announced that everyone should gather in the auditorium for the student orientation. She was going to be late on her first day! "I'm sorry to bother you anymore," she said quickly, "but do you know where the auditorium is?" Miiko looked from the clock tower back to the man she had run into. She was still holding out the band aid in case he needed it, but Miiko doubted that someone as small as her could do much damage to anything, much less anyone.

Basara woke after falling out of his bed instead of the alarm which had apparently been going off for the past ten minutes. Rather than hear its noise any further, he turned the blasted thing off. Mornings weren't his thing, his body and mind seemed so sluggish and didn't function as well as he liked. He recognized the need to hurry, after all his condition left his body demanding twelve hours of sleep and despite taking precautions, he was still running late.Guess it was a good thing my stuff was packed in advanced, the thought was more a complaint than observation.

Truth be told his parents had long since removed him from the general vicinity of the family, thus his life in a separate home. The official claim was they didn't think it healthy for his younger siblings to discover their older brother was younger than they were...the twins had turned twelve this year and he'd been removed from their lives for nearly five years now. He was still allowed contact via mail and phone...provided he used a custom voice synthesizer. But to an extent it felt more like a curse than a blessing. Such matters as dressing had been done on auto pilot.

His musings were interrupted when he began his descent downstairs, he'd missed the first step and fell the whole way. Courtesy of the family's disorder, he didn't feel any pain from the tumble. His power fixed any injury he would have otherwise sustained before it could be consciously registered...it also caused his "condition". Basara merely stood and stretched the body that had been locked at the age of ten for six years now. He skipped breakfast and went straight to the car, staff had already started the vehicle and finished packing. He simply tuned everything out during the trip...staff tended to treat as he looked instead of his genuine age.

When he stepped out of the car, he signaled for his luggage to be dropped off at the dorms. After all the bags were selected for a body bigger than his own and he wasn't about to bother with it if possible. Of course he'd have to carry the bags into the room, but that was easier for his frame to manage. Two figures instantly caught his eye when he finally looked towards campus, the first was the back of a brown haired male stand right in front of him. The other was a green haired girl next to him

"Seriously this place needs to set up signs," Basara muttered to himself before running up to pair, "You two look lost," unfortunately his voice sounded as mature as he looked. This often created misunderstandings but nothing he could do at this point. "If you're looking for anything I can help."

Yuji was running along and was about to turn a sharp corner when a girl turned it at the same time he tried to stop himself from running into her but the momentum carried him into her. The girl fell over from the impact. Before Yuji could respond she Got up to her feet with some surprising speed. The Girl had green hair and eyes, was skinny and she seemed to be roughly half a foot shorter then himself. Over all she was pretty cute. The girl despite being the one knocked down by himself asked if he was alright. "Well she is nice" he thought to himself. He was about to respond when a voice cracked over the intercom saying that it was time to gather in the auditorium. Crap I'm going to be late

Turning back to the girl he was about to ask her if she knew the way when she said asked him. "Sorry to say this but I am lost as well, looks like we are going to late on the first day" Taking a closer look at the girl she had a few scraps on her from when she was knocked over, feeling a ting of guilt for not being more careful. Looking at the band aid he shook his head back and forth. "Also I'm fine you should take care of yourself first" He pointed at the scrap's trying to hid his embarrassment "Also.....sorry it was my fault I was not looking were I was going, by the way my name is Yuji a pleasure to meet you".

As Yuji was about to suggest they look for the auditorium together when a guy who looked like he should be in kindergarten walked up them and asked if he could help them get around "A savor!" he thought. "Hi, if you could be so kind to point us to the auditorium, were kind of lost and we are going to be late.

"I'm Miiko Fukuta," she replied, glad to know the tall boys name. She was even happier when someone came by and said he would take them to the auditorium. Thank goodness, they only had a few more minutes to spare. She placed the band aid on one of her cuts as they were walking, the boy about her size wasn't walking too fast. She wondered if he was a freshman and had come here before the semester to explore the campus?

"What grade are you going into?" Miiko asked Yuji, he looked like a senior but honestly Miiko had never been good at gauging people's ages. One time one of her foster parent's had told her to guess their age and she said 56. It turns out that the woman was 45 and furious that Miiko would guess so high. That was probably the fastest time she had ever been kicked out of a house.

Her thoughts drifted and Miiko found herself thinking about her roommate. She wondered who it was and what the person was like. Surely they would pair girls with girls? Although Miiko didn't know, she couldn't remember anything in Blossom Crest's pamphlet about dorm life.

"Tsukino Basara surname Tsukino age sixteen, pleased to make your acquaintance," the girl was barely less than half a foot taller than himself. But he still politely bowed on introduction, call it a habit. He lead the pair towards the auditorium, no real rush in his stride which let him notice a band-aid on the girl.

"How old's the cut? If it's less than fifteen minutes I can fix that...and any other injury you might have." He spun around to face the girl during his question while holding out a hand. The auditorium was directly behind him at this with a rather obvious crowd heading towards it. By this point he really didn't need to play guide so he focused more on conversation.

"That's my power, any kind of injury or damage is instantly undone if I come in contact with a person within fifteen minutes of it happening. It's why I look like...you know." He broke off awkwardly towards the end, his appearance wasn't something he was comfortable with discussing. That and some students refused talking about their abilities at all so his explanation might be headed towards dangerous waters. So he decided to quickly shift topics.

"But yeah, it's my second year here. I might not know everything but I'm a pretty good person to come to if you need to find or get something. I seem to be able to get away with a lot just about anywhere." Basara shrugged since he had no clue as to how that happened.

Anaru slowly walked down the school's hallways, drawing her own personal map of the school. Of course, it was kind of difficult to make it accurate, but she was good at these type of things. Most of all, she was stunned by the site of the decor and interior surrounding the school. After finally mapping down practically every place in the school, she stepped outside to take a look at the bell tower. Her eyes widened, she only had a few minutes to get to the auditorium!

As she was walking around the school, studying her map, she was about to pass by a small group of students. Anaru wasn't much of a person to listen in to other people's conversations, but she overheard one of the students ask where the Auditorium may be. Out of her instinct, Anaru turned on her heal and held out her map towards the boy named Sora. "Here..." She said in a quiet voice. "I could always make a new one... however, if you're all having trouble, just take it. I practically memorized the school already..."

"What am I doing? Just leave, it was rude to listen in, just leave..." Anaru thought to herself. Nevertheless, Anaru just stood their and waited for anyone in the small group to take the map from her hand.

Basara tilted his head when a really tall guy came up asking for the auditorium, but he didn't have time to respond before a girl with white hair arrived and offered a map. His eyes lit up when he noticed the hair, after all he was used to being the only one with white hair aside from really old people of course.

"The auditorium is the big building behind me...that we're currently headed towards...and has the crowd of students flocking towards it." Normally he might have included some form of sarcasm in his statement but his staring at the girl's hair kept the idea from occurring. He found himself wondering whether she was born, or power induced that way like himself. After a couple seconds of staring he managed to get to her eye...gold? His own were red, giving the look of natural albinism and essentially giving him no room to talk in regards to eye color. Basara did notice a sinking sensation in his chest, disappointment at the realization maybe?

"For those of you who'd prefer to get caught in the crowd now, feel free to rush. Personally I hang back to avoid all the pushing, shoving and general inconveniences of the crowd." He knew that sentence definitely came out a bit weird after his prolonged silence, and even dropped his extended hand from before.

"After all, abilities aside this is a normal school with mostly normal teenagers." Basara plastered a wry grin on his face, "Short of someone deciding to show off or accelerate a fight with their ability...I'm probably the weirdest thing you'll around here. But of course that means normal teenage issues are plenty abundant." The statement was something he paraphrased from the previous year, though he didn't really understand the 'teenage issues' bit... he at least hoped it sounded reassuring.

huh he’s 16....damn but hey I guess I will see weirder in the time I’ll be spender here Yuji thought to himself when Tsukino was talking about his power. Yuji looked at Miiko "Well I am 17 but I'm only in the 10th grade do to a situation I had some time back". he said answering her question Yuji was about to ask her another question when he saw that most of the people nearby were flocking to the auditorium.

As Yuji was about to say they should head in a man with black hair walked up to the group and asked if they knew were the auditorium was before he could a wight haired girl walked up to him and gave the guy a hand drawn map. It looked to be only partly completed but looked like it was accurate, Yuji would be tempted to ask for one if it was not for the fact he had already memorized the map. After she handed it over she keep standing there. The little group that had started off with just Miiko had become much larger. Yuji who had not been around a lot of people for some time was uncomfortable with this many.

Yuji looked to face the group as the stream of people heading into the auditorium has trickled down to only a few people. It seemed like he was not alone in being hard to deal with people. But years of living on his own for years had made it so Yuji could take charge although he was not very authoritative. "Hey guys" she said with a light tone "We should probably head in to the auditorium the Origination is about to start." He said that and began to walk into the Auditorium.

Miiko looked at the crowd of people pushing past them, then towards the auditorium. They were right outside of it, it seems. "Thank you," she said to Basara, bowing respectfully as was the custom at the previous school she had attended. Miiko turned and began walking towards the Auditorium, following Yuji.

He seemed like the type who preferred to go off on his own rather than stick with a group so Miiko went the other way, finding that she was lost in a sea of people, too short to see over anyone's heads. Miiko suddenly wished she had stuck with the taller boy, or at least Basara; the two seemed so confident and sure of themselves that people moved out of the way for them, whereas Miiko was just a flamingo in a flock of pigeons. She looked around, hoping to see her other friend that had applied to this school as well. When she switched foster homes she wasn't able to keep in contact with him, but she had hoped to see him here today.

Miiko turned around in circles, spotting the place that everyone was heading to when someone stepped aside, chairs! Thank goodness, Miiko didn't want to stand the whole time. She managed to squeeze her way through a few students towards the seats people seemed to be ignoring. Every so often there was a squeal of excitement and two females would run in the general vicinity of each other to reminisce on how long it had been since they last seen each other and how something that happened before they left each other's presence was so funny.

Anaru nodded as the boy asked if she was sure. "I wouldn't of offered it if I wasn't serious." She said in reply to the boy's unsure reactions. As she was waiting for the boy to take her map, she felt someone staring at her. She glanced over to her left to find a boy with white hair and red eyes looking her way. Anaru saw how he was studying her hair, and then she made eye contact with him for a few seconds as he made his way up to her eyes. She quickly darted her eyes in front of her and straightened her posture, finding this a little uncomfortable. After the boy finally took the map from her hands, she nodded. "You're quite welcome."

After watching the small group and the boy with her map leave, she frowned slightly. Honestly, she's only spoken a few sentences to them all, but she felt like she actually had a chance to bond with the group. Anaru watched them walk inside, and then slowly made her way towards the entrance, keeping her head down as she got lost in her thoughts.

Suddenly, she heard a voice beside her.
"That was nice of you, offering the tall one a map and all...especially when you just transferred yourself."
Anaru's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a masculine voice, causing her eyes to dart to her left. She found herself staring at the same exact boy who was staring at her a few moments ago. He spoke while messing with his hair, as if he were becoming shy. She blinked and then turned to see if he could possibly be talking to someone else. You'd be surprised by how many times she had made that mistake. After seeing they're both practically at the end of the crowd, she turned back and cleared her throat. "... Thank you, I suppose... although, I wouldn't say it was just a random act of kindness... I truly just didn't find a need for it anymore."

After the boy stated that she should move quickly to find a seat or she'll end up standing, she smirked slightly in reply. She found it quite humorous, since it certainly wasn't a problem for her kind. Nevertheless, she nodded. "I can assure you that I'll be just fine." She said as she made her way towards the Auditorium, still standing by the boy's side.


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"Ah yes, another year full of new students... how delightful it is to see them running free, isn't it Sherman?" Mr. Sakagami said as he spoke to his pet bird. He was currently behind the curtains, feeding his Border Canary his daily meal. "I suppose I should get a move on, don't want to keep my children waiting, now do I?" He said as he fixed his tie to make himself appear more presentable. Mr. Sakagami honestly didn't expect his bird to reply to him or anything like that, it was only a matter of a Master and pet bond. He picked up his bird's cage and placed it in the stage's wings.

"Alright... let's make a good impression..." He mumbled to himself as the curtains opened, reveling only himself, a microphone, and it's stand. He smiled as he heard his students clap in his presence. Mr. Sakagami approached the microphone and tapped on it, making sure it was on. After doing so, he looked up at the audience full of children with special powers and took in a deep breath.

"Welcome everyone to BlossomCrest Private Academy!" He started off as he spread his arms out. "As some of you know already, I am the founder of this here school, and you should know that I made this school not only for you children to roam freely for your stay, but for you to know that's it's fine to be a 'freak' as the humans may call it. Look around! Some of you must be surprised to see so many students with amazing abilities, hm? All that I hope is that you'll take advantage of this chance to be around other special children like yourselves."

"However... now we need to cover all the boring things." He said with a sigh. Those who had been able to spend time with Mr. Sakagami know that he's just as full of a child's spirit as the students themselves. "The rules of this school is strict and there is no reason whatsoever you should break them. One of these rules would be no bullying. If you are seen picking on another student, then you shall be restricted by certain rights, or expelled from the school. Another one of our rules is no drugs, alcohol, or any of those harmful chemicals will step foot in my school. Indeed, some of you are at a legal age, but as long as you're here, there will be none of that in this school. Following that, is your time restrictions. Students may not roam the halls of the school past 12:00 AM. If you are caught, same consequences apply. However, there are acceptations if you're a werewolf. But there were only 3 werewolves who were registered in this school year, don't you dare try making up an excuse like that when you're not such a creature."

"Moving on to your dress code and class rules. As you may have noticed, you haven't received your uniforms yet. Never fear, they're all cleaned and folded on the top of your beds. At the end of orientation when you receive your room keys and get settled in your dorms, you will now have to wear your uniform at all school hours. I know they may not be the most stylish of outfits, however, it is required during first period, second, third, lunch, electives, and so on. The only time you may dress freely is either on special occasions or in your own dorms. As for your class' rules, your teachers will gladly lecture you on that." He said as he winked in the direction of the teacher's against the wall.

"And now my dear children, I'll have to leave you with that. Most of you should have the common sense to know what to do and not in a school, especially in one that's such a important part of your lives. Although, before I let you go, please know that I am free to talk to any of my students. I love making bonds with each and everyone one of you, seeing how talented and individual you all is one of my favorite advantages of this job. Just stop by my office or catch me in the hallways if you need anything." With that, he took took a bow and turned to leave the stage.

Suddenly, the intercom came on.

"All students are required to receive their dorm keys and get settled in. Your keys will be waiting for you at the table provided at the front of the Auditorium. Early tomorrow will be when you start your classes. Your schedule is located inside your uniform's pocket. In the mean time, get familiar with the school and have a great day!"

Anaru nodded as the boy asked if she was sure. "I wouldn't of offered it if I wasn't serious." She said in reply to the boy's unsure reactions. As she was waiting for the boy to take her map, she felt someone staring at her. She glanced over to her left to find a boy with white hair and red eyes looking her way. Anaru saw how he was studying her hair, and then she made eye contact with him for a few seconds as he made his way up to her eyes. She quickly darted her eyes in front of her and straightened her posture, finding this a little uncomfortable. After the boy finally took the map from her hands, she nodded. "You're quite welcome."

After watching the small group and the boy with her map leave, she frowned slightly. Honestly, she's only spoken a few sentences to them all, but she felt like she actually had a chance to bond with the group. Anaru watched them walk inside, and then slowly made her way towards the entrance, keeping her head down as she got lost in her thoughts.

Suddenly, she heard a voice beside her.
"That was nice of you, offering the tall one a map and all...especially when you just transferred yourself."
Anaru's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a masculine voice, causing her eyes to dart to her left. She found herself staring at the same exact boy who was staring at her a few moments ago. He spoke while messing with his hair, as if he were becoming shy. She blinked and then turned to see if he could possibly be talking to someone else. You'd be surprised by how many times she had made that mistake. After seeing they're both practically at the end of the crowd, she turned back and cleared her throat. "... Thank you, I suppose... although, I wouldn't say it was just a random act of kindness... I truly just didn't find a need for it anymore."

After the boy stated that she should move quickly to find a seat or she'll end up standing, she smirked slightly in reply. She found it quite humorous, since it certainly wasn't a problem for her kind. Nevertheless, she nodded. "I can assure you that I'll be just fine." She said as she made her way towards the Auditorium, still standing by the boy's side.


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"Ah yes, another year full of new students... how delightful it is to see them running free, isn't it Sherman?" Mr. Sakagami said as he spoke to his pet bird. He was currently behind the curtains, feeding his Border Canary his daily meal. "I suppose I should get a move on, don't want to keep my children waiting, now do I?" He said as he fixed his tie to make himself appear more presentable. Mr. Sakagami honestly didn't expect his bird to reply to him or anything like that, it was only a matter of a Master and pet bond. He picked up his bird's cage and placed it in the stage's wings.

"Alright... let's make a good impression..." He mumbled to himself as the curtains opened, reveling only himself, a microphone, and it's stand. He smiled as he heard his students clap in his presence. Mr. Sakagami approached the microphone and tapped on it, making sure it was on. After doing so, he looked up at the audience full of children with special powers and took in a deep breath.

"Welcome everyone to BlossomCrest Private Academy!" He started off as he spread his arms out. "As some of you know already, I am the founder of this here school, and you should know that I made this school not only for you children to roam freely for your stay, but for you to know that's it's fine to be a 'freak' as the humans may call it. Look around! Some of you must be surprised to see so many students with amazing abilities, hm? All that I hope is that you'll take advantage of this chance to be around other special children like yourselves."

"However... now we need to cover all the boring things." He said with a sigh. Those who had been able to spend time with Mr. Sakagami know that he's just as full of a child's spirit as the students themselves. "The rules of this school is strict and there is no reason whatsoever you should break them. One of these rules would be no bullying. If you are seen picking on another student, then you shall be restricted by certain rights, or expelled from the school. Another one of our rules is no drugs, alcohol, or any of those harmful chemicals will step foot in my school. Indeed, some of you are at a legal age, but as long as you're here, there will be none of that in this school. Following that, is your time restrictions. Students may not roam the halls of the school past 12:00 AM. If you are caught, same consequences apply. However, there are acceptations if you're a werewolf. But there were only 3 werewolves who were registered in this school year, don't you dare try making up an excuse like that when you're not such a creature."

"Moving on to your dress code and class rules. As you may have noticed, you haven't received your uniforms yet. Never fear, they're all cleaned and folded on the top of your beds. At the end of orientation when you receive your room keys and get settled in your dorms, you will now have to wear your uniform at all school hours. I know they may not be the most stylish of outfits, however, it is required during first period, second, third, lunch, electives, and so on. The only time you may dress freely is either on special occasions or in your own dorms. As for your class' rules, your teachers will gladly lecture you on that." He said as he winked in the direction of the teacher's against the wall.

"And now my dear children, I'll have to leave you with that. Most of you should have the common sense to know what to do and not in a school, especially in one that's such a important part of your lives. Although, before I let you go, please know that I am free to talk to any of my students. I love making bonds with each and everyone one of you, seeing how talented and individual you all is one of my favorite advantages of this job. Just stop by my office or catch me in the hallways if you need anything." With that, he took took a bow and turned to leave the stage.

Suddenly, the intercom came on.

"All students are required to receive their dorm keys and get settled in. Your keys will be waiting for you at the table provided at the front of the Auditorium. Early tomorrow will be when you start your classes. Your schedule is located inside your uniform's pocket. In the mean time, get familiar with the school and have a great day!"

Miiko was so excited she could hardly contain herself to the small space of a chair. When the speech was finally over, she jumped up with the rest of the masses and began heading for the doors. She found the table that the man had talked about and got her key, then headed to her room. Who was she sharing a room with? She wondered. Was he/she neat? What if they had bad habits or smelled bad? She began to over think this whole roommate thing and felt her heart rate incline with the amount of panic.

"Calm down," Miiko whispered to herself, clutching the key to her chest as she made her way back to the room where she had left her bag. In front of the door was a weird floating thing and someone else's bag. She knelt down in front of the glowing ball with awe, wondering what it could possibly be. Should she touch it? No, it could sting her. Miiko picked up her bag and unlocked the door, trying to figure out a way around the glowing orb without touching it.

Maybe she should wait for her roommate? Miiko closed the door and placed her bag back on the floor. She decided it would be best to wait as she had no idea what the little floating orb was capable of. Sometimes the smallest things had the greatest power.

There were some things in life that people took for granted. Just little things in life that one wouldn't think about as being a luxury. Limitless access to running hot water being one of them in Dale's mind. So when he found that his dorm bathroom did come equipped with a shower he was naturally feeling rather relieved and he immediately slipped into it.

He spent the next few minutes in much needed stress relief. He had more than a few doubts about the school that had grown over the short time today, and now that he could quell the anxiety a little he could think on things with a clear head. "Okay." He started. "So lets go over what we know so far..."

The school Dean seems to differentiate the student body from the outside population. Whether that be a slip of the tongue or just paranoia on our part is up for debate at the moment. Dale nodded to that. "And from what he said there are some no human students in the school, so he may have been referring to them when he spoke. 'Course that brings up a few concerns as well." Yes, but judging by his rules against harassment I think you won't have to worry too much about getting mauled again. Dale cringed at that and let on of his hand brush up against his side where an elongated bite mark was. There was a reason why he had flinched when he heard that werewolves were attending.

Well, at any rate its too early to say if this place is a bait 'n switch or not. I'd say you give it a few weeks 'fore you decide whether to jump the ship or not. Dale agreed with that assessment and didn't say anymore on the matter. After that point was filled mostly with silence, with nothing but the running of water to fill the void. This gave Dale a little bit of time to think more on what he was going to do for the day. A few questions floating around in his head over if he should join a club or not, and what places he should check out once he got out wandering the halls. But inevitably the silence was broken again when Crom interjected once more.

By the way, I'm picking a up a message from the Wisp. I think you're room mate just walked in. Dale felt a wave of annoyance hit him and he let out a sigh. He had forgotten about that. This was one thing he wasn't looking forward too. Dale distrusted people on principle so having a roommate was going to be... interesting. But like it or not it was something he was going to have to deal with the other boy eventually.

Then he remembered the other thing that Crom mentioned. The Willow-o-wisp. It was still guarding Dale's bag on the bed. It's probably wouldn't be a good idea to leave that floating in a 'territorial' stance in the unlikely event that his roommate got a bit too close too his bed. Reaching out with his conscious, Dale touched the Wisp spirit and dismissed it from his service, allowing it to wander off if it so pleased. He then continued washing himself, wanting to take a few more minutes too finish up. Well more like to delay things as long as possible if he was honest.

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Obediently heading it's summoners commands, the Wisp hovered silently above the bed and kept surveillance for potential thieves. When the-child-of-grass-hair entered the room it sunk lower over the bag in preparation of any intrusion. Silently it tracked her movements as she moved about the room, and sent a signal to the summoner that she was nearby. It kept it's vision focused on the child for the preceding moments, ready for if she came close.

Then, seconds later, it received instruction that it no longer needed to protect the vessel-of-items, and given permission to leave. Confused as to why it would be dismissed after reporting a possible thief it none the less decided to float toward the child-of-grass-hair now that it had freedom of movement again. Curious, it came close to her face, scanning her with it's vision before backing away slight and beginning a slow orbit around her.

Miiko had been sitting on the floor when the glowing thing approached her. She watched in awe as it started to circle around her and had the urge to touch it. "No, it might hurt you." The green haired girl reminded herself and slowly stood up, walking over to her belongings that were on the bed she had claimed. Miiko unzipped her well worn black suitcase and took inventory of her belongings to make sure that no one outside had gone through her thing.

Miiko hadn't brought much since she knew that they would be given uniforms, but that was okay since she didn't own much anyways. She had brought two pairs of pajamas, a few shirts pants, skirts, and her only dress. As well as plenty of undergarments and her favorite flower clip that matched her hair. Naturally, Miiko's hair was white but because she was missing a vital pigment that colored one's hair; she didn't like the thought of missing something and so Miiko had dyed her hair green.

"Should I unpack?" She wondered aloud and turned around to take in the whole room. Miiko hoped her roommate wouldn't mind that she took the bed furthest from the door. She looked down at the bed across from hers and realized that the uniform belonged to one of a male. "I'm sharing a room with a boy?" Was there some sort of mistake? She wondered as she zipped her suitcase up and sat back down on the floor next to the dresser.

She shivered as a thought slithered into her mind. The thought of actually belonging somewhere, that she actually had a chance to succeed here; scared her slightly. Miiko had been told she was worthless by so many people; she had grown up knowing that no one loved her and that's why she had no parents and why no foster parent had ever adopted her.

Miiko decided to leave the room, she was bored and restless and there was really nothing to do but stare at the floating thing in the center of the bed beside hers. Maybe that was her roommate? What if it was actually some sort of fairy that simply appeared to be a floating orb of light? Stranger things have happened.

Miiko heard voices floating from down the hall, there were people bustling about, taking their bags to their rooms and rejoicing at the fact that they had roommates. Lucky, Miiko thought a bit jealously, my roommate is a weird fairy thing. She ventured further down the hall where the voices seemed to be getting louder. What was up ahead? Miiko wondered as she passed a couple reuniting in the hallway.

Maybe she could find Basara or Yuji? That would be nice, if Miiko knew where to find them. She had no idea what all the numbers and letters meant on the doors, or which one either boy would be in. At last Miiko located the exit and pushed through the door into the beautiful afternoon air, from where she was standing she could see the beautiful front gates that led into the school and the perfectly trimmed grass surrounding the pavement.

"Odd." Yuji spoke out loud to himself eye's eye's watching the magnificent view. Yuji had somehow ended up getting separated from Basara and found himself up on the roof. "How did I end up here?" Yuji was sure he did not go up any more floors. He did not see anyone really hanging around outside. There were a few love birds in the gardens on the west side of the school. It was surprising that people could grow so close together. "Must be nice" he muttered to himself. Yuji was done soaking up the sight, although he knew he would be back. Yuji liked high places. Seeing as no one was around Yuji Used his power on his shoes. Yuji proceed to walk off the roof.

Yuji fell about ten feet before the alterations kicked in shoes kicked in. Several jet streams of air blasted out slowly lowering himself to the ground. Air rushed all around Yuji as he stood up.

The first thing Yuji saw were the green stripes of panty's. Looking up he saw it was Miiko, her skirt blown up by the air. ..........damn I am going to die arnt I?