Ryuu Higoroshi & Divine
Chapter 3: 3C's Homeroom teacher
Classroom 13​

"A'right, but I'd better finish the second amulet before ya go talkin' to 'em, 'cause yer temper might make 'em think you're hostile." Sagishi answered Ryuu's question. He somehow felt like Sagishi gained a second voice in his head because he has been acting weird the whole class. If this voice IS indeed Solo and his soul has been trapped in Sagishi then Ryuu might be able to bring him back to life with forbidden alchemy. This, however, brings a lot of research along and this ritual doesn't usually go very well.

While Ryuu was in deep thoughts he suddenly heard Lerion speak to him. "Excuse me sir, I was with Sorae when he met them, and I'd like to go too if that's all right. Besides... I can't help wondering if they have some tricks I could learn, after all I can't keep my ears hidden anymore and they seem to have it all together." Ryuu blinked a few times because it seemed like he was somewhere else for a little moment but got his mind together and answered. "It might be better if someone they know would come in along so yes... you can come along." Ryuu said. Ryuu searched around for Sorae but he seemed to have left already.

"A-Anyway, show me the way..." Ryuu said. "R-Ryuu-sama..." Divine grabbed his sleeve and stared at him. "What's wrong?" Ryuu replied with a little suprised expression. "Nami won't drink any blood and you're forgetting that you told Gavin to stay after class..." Divine told him. "Ah yes... Gavin." Ryuu glanced at the young mage and approached him. "I'm sorry, I have something urgent to do right now. Can I ask you to come to me after the funeral?" Ryuu asked with a warm smile, expecting that this wasn't Gavin that he was talking to. Ryuu then eyed Lerion, Sagishi and as last but not least, Divine. "Divine, would you please keep track of what Nami is eating and drinking? Even if she refuses to drink blood, she needs it or else..." Ryuu stared at the ground for sometime as if he was having some kind of flashback. He soon returned to reality and turned back to his students.

"Please bring me to Yami and Luna."

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Ryuu Higoroshi & Divine
Chapter 3: 3C's Homeroom teacher
Classroom 13​

"Bloody hell!" Sagishi complained. "Did you just ignore me again PissyPants? Yer so angry you'll just scare 'em off or make 'em wanna kill you!" After he said that he answered one of the voices in his head again. There was obviusly something wrong with this guy. "Actually, you're right, that's not a bad idea. Well, err..." Ryuu eyed him and was about to get angry but calmed himself instead. "I'm not ignoring you Sagishi, I just can't reply to everything you say because you speak so much." Ryuu watched as he approached Gavin and wondered what he was up to now.

"Wait, yer a mage too, right? I may need you to perform the enchantment." Sagishi turned back to Ryuu and opened his mouth once again. "I guess we can go, but the mage needs to come too. I'll need an item to enchant, an item that already has the encha..." He trailed off. "I'll need the necklace back from them to make a second one. So we'll need two items to enchant, the already enchanted item, and some kind of amplifier... And something to perform the enchantment on, of course. Right, well, I hope there's enough of these things at school, or else I can't do anythin' about it." Sagishi crossed his arms. "I have enough of those stuff in my room." Ryuu replied.

"Alright sir... uh, Sensei. I'm ready to go whenever you are, they were in the forest when we met them. I have no way of knowing if they're still in the same part of the forest but I already know their scents. Besides, they're presence stands out especially to me since they're fellow Lycans... it doesn't hurt that Luna's... pleasant appearance definitely defies what sounds like a rough lifestyle." Ryuu raised an eyebrow because it sounded like Lerion had developed some kind of liking towards her, something he found unusual for someone who was usually nervous around girls. "Do you like her?" Ryuu asked a bit suprised. Did Lerion even consider that she might be really from another realm, that she doesn't speak their language and that she might be dangerous?

"Anyway, let's go then... uhm... can you come with us?" Ryuu asked the boy who had entered the school under the name "Gavin" but was obviously a different person.





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Evan Lee Gildred

A storm of light and color washed over Eva's vision as he lay prone on his back, unable to make heads or tails of where or in that brief moment, even who he was. His throat was parched as he parted his mouth to scream for help, but not a sound was made through his dried, cracked, lips.

"Don't scream….Do not even speak!" A hurried voice shouted from across the way. The voice was kind but firm. Like a mother tending to her sick child.

For a second, he almost did think it his mom, but that wasn't possible…was it? He tried to reach out and search for someone, something to hold and cling to as he was tossed hither and thither in the storm of confusion. Petite, once perfectly manicured hands, now dirty and neglected in appearance, groped about in desperation. At last, he struck something. Soft, warm and clinging to him as tightly as he was to them. It was better than an object, it was another human. Supple and caring hands that clung to his own and reassured him that he was alright.

"Shh, dear, shh." The voice cooed. Not just any voice, but the voice of those hands. The very ones that seemed to keep him rooted in the present. "Try not to speak, you are severely dehydrated." Something cold and wet was quickly placed against his lips, he didn't need to be told it was water, he knew. Instinctively, he drank until no more liquid came. He downed the glass in seemingly one gulp. Words could not describe how much relief this one act of kindness had brought him.

"W-where am I?" he whispered, his voice breathy and weak.

"You are in the infirmary, dear. Somebody dropped you off at our door about an hour ago." The woman's voice withdrew a little, her comforting hands going with it. There was obvious worry in the nurse's voice. A mystery Eva had no idea how to put together. "We don't know who found you, or where you've been. Eva, you've been missing for a while…"

"I, I have?" Confusion seeped into his voice, unsure of what time or even what day it was. "But, the last thing I remember was me going off in search of Solo. Is he still missing? Is he okay?!" Eva's voice suddenly got very shrill and panicked as he remembered his missing friend. He was already pushing his voice beyond the point it should have been and it began to crack in a most unattractive way. His once melodious and feminine tone, giving way to terrible peaks and valleys of pitch. He needed to rest his voice and he knew that.

"Dear, a lot has happened. I think it's best you rest now, or try and take a shower if you can manage. I can help if you'd like?"

Eva quickly waved off her suggestion to help. If he hadn't been exposed already, he didn't need the nurse of the school discovering that this girl who lay here in the bed was really a boy. It might cause a whole other set of issues.

"You haven't been in our care long, like I said, roughly an hour. It appears you were given a mild sedative. Sweetie, I'm going to ask that you don't lie to me now…. were you involved in something you shouldn't have been, or with a boy? Maybe one you didn't know too well?"

"No!" he cried. "I have no earthly idea what happened. I swear!" He felt about to cry, but he didn't believe his body had the water to spare. Did he black out again like he used to when he was a kid? No. He only did that when he tried to summon things and only when he tried to summon it… There was an explanation, but it just wasn't known to him.

"Well, we were going to inform your parents that you were missing, but it appears the contact information you gave for them is either outdated or incorrect. So you should probably give them a call when you're better."

"I will," he lied and closed his eyes again, slowly drifting back into dreamland.

Of course, he didn't really dream. It seemed more like memories than a dream. Then again, not like he could make anything of the terrifying images that flashed in his head anyway. When he came to once more, he could tell several hours had passed by the new nurse on duty across the room. His vision was much clearer and his senses more lucid overall.

Gingerly and with great care, he swung his lithe legs over the side of the bed, his uncovered feet touching the cold and barren floor with a shudder. He stumbled like a newborn fawn as he attempted to support himself and crashed unceremoniously into the nightstand. The new nurse rushed over and helped him up, supporting him as best he could.

"What are you trying to do? Kill yourself?" The nurse shouted at him in a much harsher tone than his predecessor.

"Not today," Eva jested weakly. "I was going to try and take a shower. I can't stand myself right now."

"Are you sure that's wise? Wouldn't it be better to have somebody do that for you?"

"No, no… I'm quite sure I can manage if you could just, if you could just help me walk over there."

"Of course. You're a braver girl than you look. You know that?"

"Th-thanks…"​

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Evan Lee Gildred

Stumbling into the minuscule shower stall adjacent to the nurse's station, Eva fumbled with the door lock before finally forcing it to latch into place. At last catching a glance of himself in the mirror, he was surprised that at once he didn't look like death, but he definitely could see the build up of visible dirt and grime both on him and his clothes.

With great care and the slightest bit of soreness, he slowly began to pull the blouse over his head, his arms fighting him every step of the way. In that moment, standing in only his skirt and slightly stuffed undergarments, he noticed a small scar just below his left shoulder blade. He had never seen this scar before. Once where there was only pristine, pale flesh, it was now marred by a well nurtured, yet still clearly red, gash. Running a delicate finger across it, a tingling sensation emanated from the source. It didn't hurt, in fact, he didn't quite know how to explain it. Another mystery.

Peeling off the rest of his grimy garments, he turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature somewhere in between scolding and taking a shower with penguins. Climbing in and letting the water rain down on him, it felt like he had died and gone to heaven. His long hair clung tightly to his body as he undid it and let it run free. Not realizing how thirsty he still was, he opened his mouth and began to gulp the water that came out of the head.

Normally, it was about the time that Eva would have begun to cry. For some reason though, he felt tough and proud. Whatever had happened to him, he came through it and either repressed the memories, in which case he'd rather not remember, or genuinely was unconscious all this time and had nothing to recall. He knew Solo would be proud of him for not crying and trying to be tough in the face of these mounting mysteries. In the back of his mind, it still nagged at him with what might have happened to his friend.

Shutting the water off and letting his body air dry before grabbing the nearby towel, he decided that he wasn't going to wait around and be nurtured anymore. He could walk and talk, what else did they need to hold him for? Of course, he still felt rather weak, but he didn't much care for others waiting on him.

Quickly getting redressed in his dirty clothes, he attempted to dry his hair as best he could. In the end, the massive volume of hair could only dry so much. Opening the door just a crack, he peeked out and noticed the nurse was busy with something or other at the desk. Grabbing his boots, he quickly slipped them on and snuck out into the main hall, his hair dripping on the tiled floor as he went.

Being a member of the drama club, he knew that the costumes were stored nearby. It may look foolish if he walked around in a yukata, but it was better than wearing his dirty and smelly clothes around the school. Dashing in to the club, he was happy to see the room empty. Quickly stripping once more and hiding his clothes where he was sure nobody would find them, he pulled out his costume for a little skit he had been rehearsing and quickly clothed himself in the fine, pink cotton robe. It was in traditional Japanese garb, something that always made Eva feel funny since he wasn't Japanese. Lotus flowers adorned it and a textured, white, middle sash nipped at his waist. Once he struggled to get into it, he appraised himself in the mirror. He felt foolish, but at least he looked clean and presentable.

The nurse had mentioned a lot had happened, but Eva didn't know what that meant. Was Solo still missing? Was he okay? Worry continued to creep up in his chest and made him feel all twitchy. He had to find his friend and the best way to find out what happened was to go to the classroom. If not there, then Solo's dorm room.

Walking slowly through the halls so as not to stress his feeble legs, he blushed profusely under the curious glances he received. A few kids ran up and bowed to him in mockery and still others gave a few cat calls that were even worse.

Waiting just before the entrance to his class, his hand hovered on the door handle. He convinced himself that Solo was going to be in class and everything was going to be okay. Opening the door and stepping in, that wasn't to be the case.​

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Evan Lee Gildred

Disappointment hit Eva like a ton of bricks, as he surveyed the classroom and found not a trace of Solo. He didn't think it unreasonable that Solo might have simply skipped out, so it didn't crush him completely just yet. Still, he had hoped to find him and apologize, or simply found out what had happened in his absence. In that moment, he realized that where he had been was no less mysterious than Solo's own disappearance, and maybe even more so.

Just as he was about to leave and make his way to Solo's room, somebody came up and rear ended him, almost knocking him down in the process. Catching himself on the door, he spun around and began apologizing profusely, even though it wasn't his fault.

"I'm s-sorry," he cried out meekly and bowed to the newly arrived boy. He was taller than Eva, not altogether rare, but still noticeable. Although Eva was never one for eye contact, his own were immediately drawn to the boy's. They seemed to radiate in a soft, red, glow; a most mysterious feature that seemed to carry Eva's gaze right up to his ears. The boy altogether resembled a cute, if somewhat foreboding, Elf. Blushing and looking away when he realized he had been staring too long, he bowed once more for a reason he couldn't explain.

Smiling when the boy had inadvertently complemented him by referring to him in the feminine, he accepted the boy's own apology with a little nod.

"It's okay, I'm small and it happens a lot." His voice seemed to be getting noticeably better than it had been with his last discussion involving the nurse.

Everything seemed pretty standard until the boy started stammering on about the very thing Eva had been worried about not seconds earlier. Was this some distasteful prank? Here this boy was, somebody he didn't even know, telling him that Solo was communicating through his mind and that he was dead. It had to be a joke, nobody would say such a thing with so little tact.

After loosing a nervous laugh, an unexplainable rage began to surge inside Eva's little body. This was extremely unusual for him and he couldn't explain it now. How dare somebody make light of his friend being dead. This boy had no idea that Eva had been through so much looking for him.

"That isn't funny!" Eva shouted in a high pitch accusation, his throat immediately regretting the action. "First you tell me that Solo is talking to you in your head, that he's dead," Eva started counting the fingers on his hand as he spoke, "and now that you want me to go to the graveyard with you!"

He tried to control himself, but the longer time passed, the more infuriated he was. Blue hair seemed to bounce about with every angry gesture he made, it wasn't so much unlike a whirling dervish. "You say you're not crazy, but I have my doubts. I'm not going anywhere with you, you creep!" Without realizing what he was doing, a small hand shot up and tried to slap the boy across the cheek. A weak blow comparatively, but one made with all the strength Eva could muster.​

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Maya Nami Kyuuketsuki
Chapter 3: The spy of Fairytale.
Classroom 13​

Nami stood by the window and asked herself if she was gonna stand there all day. She was startled when she suddenly heard a familiar voice behind her back. Takumi had chased her and was trying to catch some breath. Nami stared at him and had no clue of what she was going to do now. Takumi asked her if it was true that she hadn't been drinking any blood lately. "That is none of your concern..." Nami answered cold. Seeing him made her even more upset than she already was. She thought she was clear in the infirmary.

"What does it even matter? I'm just a monster anyway. I'm a disgrace for humanity." Nami turned around and had a sad look on her face. It reminded her of how she was hated in junior high school in the human world. She was alone every day. Nami had no friends until she came to Youkai Academy where she met Takumi, her first friend. She fell in love with her first friend who turned out to be a human and now she had to pay for it. Having friends hurts...

"I can't believe I fell in love with you..." Nami turned to face him and had tears in her eyes. Her eyes were full sorrow and scars of the past. She wanted to forget but the feeling was still there. "Leave me alone from now on! Stop hurting me..." Nami ran away as she cried. She left the school and ran towards the dorm buildings as hard as she could. Once she entered her room she immediately sat down on her bed and hid her face in a pillow. She continued crying for a while and then slowly cried herself to sleep.​

Evan Lee Gildred

Eva stared at the boy, unbreaking and full of hate as the elf seemed to be struggling with a sense of inner turmoil. Eva's once soft and doe like eyes were now glaring and uncharacteristically not his. Never before had he felt so angry at a person as he did in that moment. Sure, he disliked his father, but he never hit him before. He couldn't recall ever hitting anybody quite like that before.

Not evening knowing this boy's name, he hated him and wanted him to just disappear for what he said. Solo couldn't be dead, he only walked off to cool his head or get some air that night. It seemed so foggy and hard to remember. Everything was going really well that night, even the awkward sharing bed scenario that they ran into with his roommate. He kind of wished they did share a bed, maybe he could have stopped him from leaving if that was the case…

"Sister…" Those words snapped Eva back to reality and his attention towards the boy once more. Solo had said those words. Those very sweet words. Eva didn't have siblings and it made him happy to think someone considered him like one enough to say it.

Something definitely wasn't right here. With that sister comment and the fact that this boy kept inadvertently use 'he' when referring to Eva…he must know Solo. Solo was the only one who knew his secret. He still remembered him finding out and was surprised at how okay he was with it. But Solo promised never to tell! He must have a good reason. Surely Solo wasn't dead, maybe he was just in trouble and this was his was of getting Eva to help or follow.

Instead of slapping him again, as much as Eva wanted to, he lowered his hand and looked up at the boy once more. "You have a chance to prove you're telling the truth. I'll play along this one time."​