Real Cinderella - Ni~yaxSakito - Prologue
Title: Real Cinderella
Author: etoilerose
Band: Nightmare
Pairing: Ni~yaxSakito
Rating: PG I guess.
Genre: AU (School)
Disclaimer: That's right. I own them and we have tea and crumpets together every afternoon, with the mad hatter and- oops, wrong universe.
Summary: The only child to a superflously rich couple, whatever Ni~ya wants, he gets it. But when he meets the shy, stolid and somewhat less fortunate Sakito, things may not be so easy...
Prologue
Ni~ya’s head was inclined, his hair, resplendent in a patchy, faded auburn that would have had most students suspended, falling over his face in a manner that one did not have to see the bored expression beneath to pick up on his disinterest. He fixed his eyes on the corner of the aging wooden desk before him and studiously ignored the voice of his form tutor, droning annoyingly in the back of his consciousness. She seemed to have a particularly riling tone, hitting a note that jarred the ear continuously; similar to the way she was the only teacher in the entire school who dared to nag him. Incessantly.
Apparently some sense of equality and justice goaded her into treating him as harshly as she did any other student, and she adamantly refused to overlook his impulsive absences and customised uniform to appease his wealthily influential family. Whilst his parents continued to pump financial support into the place, the majority of the establishment was quite content to ignore his faults, bump him up a grade or two to maintain his father’s high expectations, yet not this witch. She would go out of her way to trip him up and generally make his path through education as irksome as possible.
The familiar sound of his name brought her drone jumping into the more attentive areas of his mind, and at the irritated repetition he emitted a sigh, raising his head with a contemptuously lazy insolence, mixed locks falling back to unveil his deep sepia gaze. The usual monotonous view of symmetric twin tables and backs that hailing him from his seat in the back corner of the room. However, there was a slight difference in the customary panorama, for rather than bring alone at the head of the classroom, his dragon of a tutor was accompanied by an unfamiliar figure, standing awkwardly to one side of the blank whiteboard.
“Yuji!!”
She snapped once more, finally spurring him into a grudging reply.
“It’s Ni~ya.”
Lips were pursed as his statement was returned with a sharp, dismissive shake of the head.
“Unless this register is very much mistaken, you are Baba Yuji and I will address you as such. Now, if you have been paying the slightest hint of attention, you will know that you are going to be helping our new student to find his feet, seeing as you could not even gather the courtesy to greet him along with your classmates.”
He raised his brows involuntarily at her statement, displaying his reluctance with another burdened inhalation, leaning his chin heavily on his palm and averting his eyes to the wall. He was well known within school hierarchy satisfactorily, respected yet known for his inclination towards solitude. He was not one for constant company and certainly the proposition of being tagged after by some clueless new kid was not high on his agenda. Unfortunately though, his adversity to the situation only heightened the teacher’s determination, and she nodded the increasingly uncomfortable beginner towards the seat that lay yawningly empty beside Ni~ya’s cantankerously stiff form.
“Come along Sakito, despite all appearances, he won’t bite.”
The newly named student walked hesitantly down the aisle, offering an apologetic smile that dissolved into a look of pure worried dismay as the other petulantly refused to meet his nervous gaze. The chair screeched achingly across the floor as he pulled it out, sinking down onto the red plastic as if he just wanted to disappear. Something told him events at this school were not going to run smoothly at all…
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A much longer chapter 1 should follow soon! ♥!
Author: etoilerose
Band: Nightmare
Pairing: Ni~yaxSakito
Rating: PG I guess.
Genre: AU (School)
Disclaimer: That's right. I own them and we have tea and crumpets together every afternoon, with the mad hatter and- oops, wrong universe.
Summary: The only child to a superflously rich couple, whatever Ni~ya wants, he gets it. But when he meets the shy, stolid and somewhat less fortunate Sakito, things may not be so easy...
Prologue
Ni~ya’s head was inclined, his hair, resplendent in a patchy, faded auburn that would have had most students suspended, falling over his face in a manner that one did not have to see the bored expression beneath to pick up on his disinterest. He fixed his eyes on the corner of the aging wooden desk before him and studiously ignored the voice of his form tutor, droning annoyingly in the back of his consciousness. She seemed to have a particularly riling tone, hitting a note that jarred the ear continuously; similar to the way she was the only teacher in the entire school who dared to nag him. Incessantly.
Apparently some sense of equality and justice goaded her into treating him as harshly as she did any other student, and she adamantly refused to overlook his impulsive absences and customised uniform to appease his wealthily influential family. Whilst his parents continued to pump financial support into the place, the majority of the establishment was quite content to ignore his faults, bump him up a grade or two to maintain his father’s high expectations, yet not this witch. She would go out of her way to trip him up and generally make his path through education as irksome as possible.
The familiar sound of his name brought her drone jumping into the more attentive areas of his mind, and at the irritated repetition he emitted a sigh, raising his head with a contemptuously lazy insolence, mixed locks falling back to unveil his deep sepia gaze. The usual monotonous view of symmetric twin tables and backs that hailing him from his seat in the back corner of the room. However, there was a slight difference in the customary panorama, for rather than bring alone at the head of the classroom, his dragon of a tutor was accompanied by an unfamiliar figure, standing awkwardly to one side of the blank whiteboard.
“Yuji!!”
She snapped once more, finally spurring him into a grudging reply.
“It’s Ni~ya.”
Lips were pursed as his statement was returned with a sharp, dismissive shake of the head.
“Unless this register is very much mistaken, you are Baba Yuji and I will address you as such. Now, if you have been paying the slightest hint of attention, you will know that you are going to be helping our new student to find his feet, seeing as you could not even gather the courtesy to greet him along with your classmates.”
He raised his brows involuntarily at her statement, displaying his reluctance with another burdened inhalation, leaning his chin heavily on his palm and averting his eyes to the wall. He was well known within school hierarchy satisfactorily, respected yet known for his inclination towards solitude. He was not one for constant company and certainly the proposition of being tagged after by some clueless new kid was not high on his agenda. Unfortunately though, his adversity to the situation only heightened the teacher’s determination, and she nodded the increasingly uncomfortable beginner towards the seat that lay yawningly empty beside Ni~ya’s cantankerously stiff form.
“Come along Sakito, despite all appearances, he won’t bite.”
The newly named student walked hesitantly down the aisle, offering an apologetic smile that dissolved into a look of pure worried dismay as the other petulantly refused to meet his nervous gaze. The chair screeched achingly across the floor as he pulled it out, sinking down onto the red plastic as if he just wanted to disappear. Something told him events at this school were not going to run smoothly at all…
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A much longer chapter 1 should follow soon! ♥!