• Chapter 0 In the beginning

    Osaka, Japan 2004

    As the night sets in the rain falls. As the drops begin to come more fierce a cloaked figure turns his head to the sky.

    “Damn, I hate the rain. The rain,” he began. As he spoke a gust of wind blows his hood of his head. To reveal a pair of fox ears

    “Always makes my ears droop and soggy,” he said. The wind began to blow more fierce blowing the cloak off the right side of his body to reveal,

    “And it makes my broken wing hurt.” With eyes full of sorrow he looks to the sky.

    “Why did you have to die? Mom? Dad?”

    3 years later Kyoto, Japan 2007

    “SEMPAI!” a young girl screams.

    “Ohayo gozaimasu Yuroto-sempai,” she says while bowing.

    “Yo,” the young man says. The girl has a look of disbelief on her face for fear that he has forgotten her name. As she sighs heavily she hears him call back to her.

    “Imoto,” he says.

    “HAI!” she answers.

    “Have a good day, Natsume-imoto,” he says turning to walk away. A giddy expression goes over her face at hearing her name come out of her face, but just as soon as her face blushes it drains from hearing the voice of her class president.

    “He’s dangerous you know,” she says. Natsume turns to see the class rep standing right behind her.

    “Inicho!” Natsume shouts.

    “What’s that look for? You know the rumors. He’s a maverick. You shouldn’t try your luck with him. He has no future,” the class rep says. A gloomy face goes over Natsume’s face. She looks over her shoulder to see Yuroto still walking. He stops. Looking out the window he sees the rain. And it puts him right back in that ally in Osaka. He sighs.

    “I hate the rain,” he says thinking about that night. The night his parents died. But this is only the beginning

    Chapter 1: My name is Sano

    (Told from the point of Yuroto Sanosuke)

    My name is Yuroto Sanosuke. Grade 11, Group 2. I’m the proclaimed maverick of the school. Avoided like I had the plague or some mess like that. I’m use to it. I hear what people say about me. That I killed my parents, that I live in an alley near the school, and that I’m not even human. Well they are partially correct. RING! RING! RING! I hate that damn bell. Why did they have to install that American style bell anyway? Oh well. NO use in complaining. My first class is English with Koyomi Mizara-sensei. She’s usually asleep when I get to class. So I wake her up.

    Inhale.

    “OHAYO!!!!!” I scream at the top of my lungs. Mizara-sensei wakes up and looks at me funny. I just stand there and glare. She looks at me with her eyes glazed over from sleep. At this point I’m mad as hell. This is my teacher?

    “Ohayo,” she finally says.

    “Get it together dammit!” I yell at her. In a few seconds she was in her normal state of mind. Her hair is clipped down and she looked decent.

    "Good morning class," she said.

    "GOOD MORNING YOMI-SENSEI!" everyone but me said.

    "We have a new student joining us today. Blah blah blah blaadadee blah blah,” that’s all I heard come out of her mouth. “Please come in Mizono-san" she said. The door slid open and an angel walked in. She had long brown hair. Bangs that covered her right eye. Nice skin tone. And the most beautiful emerald green eyes I had ever seen.

    "Ohayo Gozaimasu. Watashi wa Mizono Kira desu. It’s nice to meet you all." She had a beautiful voice.

    "Mizono-san please take a seat next to ..." Mizara-sensei began peering over the class room for an empty chair. Her search finally end. There were 2 empty seats next to me. She glared hard at me. She saw me blushing. The only word that came out of my mouth was “oro”.

    "Yuroto-kun! You can sit next to him," she said. WHATTTTTTTT?!?!?! I thought.

    “Which one is he?” Kira asked

    “The one with the dark skin and black hair,” Mizara-sensei said. Dead on accurate. I’m the only person here originally from Osaka. So it’s easy to spot me. Curse this dark skin coloring. Mizono-san walked over towards me and sat at the empty seat next to me. She giggled

    “Ohayo Yuroto-kun" She smiled at me. My face turned redder than a radish. I hope I can make it through class.

    RINNNNNNG RINNNNNNG RINNNNNNG!!! Class finally ended with me in a pool of sweat. I was in route to my next class. I thought to myself Damn that Mizara-sensei. She saw me get flustered when Mizono-san walked in. As I walked something caught my eye. It was Mizono-san walking to her next class. Out of nowhere a hand grabbed her shoulder and slammed her into a nearby window seal. Pinning her with his hand. It was Jonuku. His evil glare and smirk were his trademarks. One of the resident “bad boys” of the school along with his friends Nokome and Sanji. Normally I wouldn’t have cared. The people here treat me like crap on a daily bases, but I had to do something. It’s her first day, for the love of god.

    "So today's your first day. Well you're goin' to need protection. So if you’re my girlfriend than you won't have to." Jonuku said.

    "But I..." Mizono-san started.

    "But first let’s see what you got under the hood," He said about to lift her skirt.

    "Hey!" I called.

    "Huh?" BAM!!! I socked him in the face. He instantly let her go.

    “You damn maverick. Yuroto Sanosuke!” he yelled at me. I stared him down. I had pulled my long black hair back so I could see better.

    “Yuroto-kun?” Mizono-san asked silently.

    "Mizono-san, get out of here now!" I said.

    "But," she started. BAMMM! I got hit in the stomach. The air forced from my body. Jonuku's fist came out of nowhere.

    "You’re dead," Jonuku said as he watched the air escape my body. I couldn’t fight this guy all out. Not here. By the time we got started a crowd had formed chanting “Kick that maverick’s a**” and “Get him Jonuku”. I had a bloody lip and a black eye. My jacket had un-buttoned and hung of my shoulders. My pendant hadn’t fallen off thank goodness.

    “Your too weak to fight me you punk,” he said spitting a bit of blood out of his mouth. He then smiled evilly.

    “Once I’m done with you, I’m gonna ‘deflower’ that little slut you tried so hard to defend,” he said smiling. That teared it. He charged at me. His fist was about to hit me.

    "Fenikkusu kaihen!" My body burst into flames. Jonuku stopped in mid punch.

    As the flames consumed my body he saw my eyes glaring at him. After my body began to burn huge blasts of hot air began to radiate from my body. As the flames began to vanish my body changed. My school cloths had changed to new ones. My shirt changed to a white tee shirt with red sleeves and a red bird on my chest. My pants were dark red jeans. My shoes were boots. Black with a flame pattern on the sides. On my back were the weapons of my great grandfather. His Fire Sword and Flame Shield. Last to change was my hair and eyes. My hair turned flame red and so did my eyes. I was complete. Everyone just stared at me. Jonuku must of all.

    "So you really are ah-," he started.

    "A freak? Yeah. Why are you scared?" I taunted.

    “DON’T SCREW WITH ME YOU FREAK!!” he screamed. He ran at me and punched me in the stomach. It didn't faze me. I grabbed his fist.

    "Now this is a punched," I said. I wound up and punched him. He flew at least 20 feet. He looked up at me before he passed out. Mizara-sensei walked out of her classroom dazed, like she fell back to sleep.

    “What’s goin on out here?” she asked drowsy. She looked at Jonuku then at me.

    “Carry on,” she said closing the door. I sighed heavily. Flames began to surround my body. I reverted back to my normal form.

    "My name is Sano. Know it and fear it." I said looking over my shoulder. After that I went to class.

    End of chapter 1