Welcome To True Cross Ch.3

  The new student felt crowded. It was strange to be in a room full of other people his age too. He felt kind of sick and a little dizzy. Backing up slightly he tripped over his untied shoe laces and end up falling on none other than the teacher himself. Turning around he saw the uniform and paled. Memories of the pain he received just trialed through his mind like a speed train.

"Eh? Oh, my apologizes. You must be (Y/N) (L/N). The new student I assume."

(E/C) stared into those deep pools of navy blue eyes. (Y/N) realized he was still lying on the other. Pulling back while blushing he bowed respectfully like how the woman taught him when she took the liberty into placing him under her wing.

"N-no, my apologizes. I wasn't watching where I was going." He looked anywhere other than the uniform wearing teacher. The other smiled kindly.

"Aren't you a shy case. Well let me introduce myself. I'm Yukio Okumura, and I could tell you met my older brother Rin." He pointed to the other student who was staring at the scene intently.

"A-ah, yes. I have...but might I ask why he is the oldest when you are the one teaching him?" In the corner of his eye he could see Rin huff and grumbled something under his breath. He couldn't hear exactly what he said but it sounded like "Because he's an ass."

"Oh, I just trained longer than him and had more experience than him. Is there anymore questions?"

(Y/N) opened his mouth and closed it when he realized he didn't have anything else to say.

"No, I don't." He mumbled.

"Oh, good. Well you can sit next to Renzo Shima. He sits in the back right there." (E/C) looked back to see a boy with a peach colored hair waving for the other to come sit next to him. It didn't sit well in the pit of (Y/N)'s stomach when he saw the devious look written all over his the other's face.

"U-uh, um.....Okay then." Walking back hesitantly, (Y/N) sat himself down in the next to Shima. He was staring blandly at the board in which Yukio was writing on. (Y/N) was writing down everything he said and everything he wrote.

"Are you seriously writing all that stuff down? I mean, we'll go over it tomorrow." Shima explained. (E/C) looked up from his note book and at the other.

"I had promised someone that I would do my best. Studying is one of those qualities to help me do so." Shima raised an arch eyebrow.

"Okay, so your name is (Y/N) right? Nice to meet you. I'm Shima has you already know."

"(Y/N) thank you. Same goes for you too." And the new student began to write once again.



"And that's how you exterminate that demon. But is easier if you just cast the lock spell. Well I think times up. Please have a nice lunch." Yukio smiled as he turned around to see everyone packing up their bags.

(Y/N) was just about to finish his last bit of notes when a girl ort blonde hair that is shorter than her shoulder walked up to her. She was smiling sweetly at him, which in turn made him suspicious of the girl.

"H-hello! I'm Shiemi Moriyama. I-Its a pleasure to meet another new student....Well I'm not new anymore but its still a pleasure!" (Y/N) looked kind of taken back by her naturally kind nature. He never experienced anything like it, now he did all in one day too.

"Thank you for the welcoming introduction. I'm (Y/N) (L/N). It is very rare for someone to come and show me some kindness." She looked taken back for a moment.

"R-really!? Oh, I'm sorry to hear that!" Her moss green eyes showing true concern for the (H/C) haired teen concern. He simply waved his hands in front of his face.

"N-no! Please don't feel sorry for me! I deserved it. I wasn't supposed to be born." The look on Shiemi's face was complete surprise. (Y/N) realized his mistake and covered his mouth. Shima heard the whole thing from where he was standing. Rin also heard but was quick to join in the conversation.

"What do you mean not supposed to be born!?" Rin voice boomed inside the class. This caused the new student  to be met with other's eyes. He didn't like the feeling very well. He felt exposed, naked. Quickly standing up, (Y/N) grabbed his bag and ran out of the classroom without so much as a glance back.

"That was weird" Rin mumbled.



(Y/N) sat on the fountain and looked inside the clear water. He saw the small fishes. He pulled off his glove and was about to touch them, but stopped once he realized he was still the son of death, the Grimm Reaper. He felt sick just thinking of something so trivial. He pulled his hand away hesitantly.

"You should have never been born." He muttered to himself. It wasn't fair. He was cursed of the ability to kill whatever he touched and it hurt him more than anything. He always wanted to feel a human skin, other than his own. He wanted someone to be able to touch him or look at him without them seeing how they were going to die. That was why he was blind folded sometimes when he was in the chamber, but it wasn't as bad as when they touched him directly. He could control his eyes, but their death was something he wished to not have to watch.

"You okay?" Jumping slightly, (Y/N) looked up to see Rin standing with the sword behind him. He was looking rather concerned, but that didn't what catch the (H/C) haired male's attention. It was the emotions swarming inside his eyes that what caught him off guard. He couldn't place it but he knew it was a different emotion rather than sympathy.

"Uh....I guess so. Just feeling a little, uh, under the whether." Rin didn't look like he believed the small lie but nodded not wanting to press on. He sat next to the other and watched as the reaper stared mindlessly into the fountain. His gloved hand exposed but hanging loosely off the edge. Rin watched as the teen eyes mesmerized the motion of the fish. He saw as his eyes darkened with wanted desire.

"Hey, buddy. You like fish or something?" (E/C) snapped opened as Rin's voice echoed around him.

"B-buddy? What's that?" He asked feeling curious now.  Rin looked at (Y/N) like he grown another head.

"Seriously? Buddy? It means that we are friends."

"Friends." (Y/N) repeated like he was tasting the word. He liked the sound of it. It was better than attacker, torture, and definitely punishment. He liked that word.

"Yeah, friends. I want you to meet more of them too." Rin started to smile as he watched the other nod.

"I want to have friends. I like that word." Rin laughed.

"So do I!"


"Ryuji Suguro?"  (Y/N) pronounced. The lion looking teen nodded. He smiled as he got the name right. He clapped his hands happily.

"Why do you wear those gloves?" Izumo asked pointing to the gloves. (Y/N) breath hitched as he pulled his hands back.

"No reason, I just hate having my hands all dirty." He lied smoothly. Izumo nodded, but still felt like something was more behind it.

(Y/N) watched as the others conversed among themselves. He still didn't get the thing about friends or buddies, but he liked when people didn't hit him or shun him. He felt rather content.

"Oh, there you are, (L/N)" (Y/N) didn't like when he recognized that annoying cheerful voice He turned around to see Mephisto walking happily toward the group. He placed his arm around the other's neck.

"I see you're getting along with them! How great!" He cheerfully stated.

"Why are you here, you purple goat!?" Rin grumbled. Mephisto smiled.

"I have a mission for all of you! Especially for the new student."