Fumiko Izuyuri, 1st year at Kyoto high, lowered her hand after being called for roll. She glanced at the sleeping 1st year next to her, sighed, and quickly punched him in his arm. He stretched out his hand and yawned "Here." just as the teacher had called his name. Then, the brown haired boy turned his head towards her and yawned "Morning Yuyuko-sama~" Fumiko crossed her arms and glared at him "Don't 'morning' me," She whispered sternly "When did you go to sleep last night?" the brown haired first year yawned again "Sometime around when you woke up?" the blonde haired first year pointed an accusing finger at her brown haired counterpart "You're such a liar, Frost!" Fumiko whispered harshly "You were wide awake when you made breakfast this morning!" Frost proped up his head with his arm "You know how I am with the household chores..." he paused "Oh wait... no you don't..." Frost held up a finger "You're the type of person that makes pots and pans explode when you cook!" Frost snickered. Fumiko crossed her arms and pouted "Shut up, die twice over."

"Kitsune? Kasumi Kitsune?"

"Kitsune, eh?" another first year, with brown hair similar to Frost's, just messier, and square framed glasses chuckled "This might be fun..." Frost jolted awake and looked at the other first year "Whoa, weirdo in the house!" another first year, with a bigger build, joined the now growing conversation "I apologize for my freind's behavior." and bowed his head. Frost and Fumiko nodded in return "My name is Kyon," Kyon introduced himself " A pleasure to meet you both." Frost nodded again "I'm Frost, nice to meet you, too." Fumiko reluctantly introduced herself, upon hearing the word 'miko' the other first year started spitting out hyperbolic things. Frost turned to Kyon "Is... he always like this?" he asked in a hushed tone. Kyon nodded in return "Yes, Otaku acts like this quite often when shrine maidens are involved." "Otaku?" Fumiko and Frost asked in unison. Kyon nodded again "Yes, his last name is actually Otaku." Fumiko rolled her eyes "Of course..."

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The classroom door slid open, a red headed girl holding the handle. She walked towards the teacher, her thigh length ruby hair flowing behind her. "Who are you?" the teacher askered the girl sternly. The girl responded just as sternly "Kitsune, Kasumi Kitsune." the teacher leaned back in his chair "and now where have you been?" Kasumi swung her bag side to side slowly "I had to run a very important errand." the teacher grunted, pulled out the roll, and told her to take her seat, back row, near the window. Kasumi quietly- and actually very quickly- made her way to her seat. The class' conversation resumed, but now had a new subject:Kasumi. Despite not looking like it, Fumiko was actually very interested in her ,too. She glanced at Kasumi, who was not staring out the window, but at Fumiko. Her hazel eyes piercing Fumiko from across the room. Fumiko turned away, wiping away the cold sweat off her face. She barely had time to ponder Kasumi's reasoning before Fumiko could feel a hand on her shoulder. She yelped and smacked the hand, and turned to the culprit. Frost, Kyon, and Otaku staring at her. "Izuyuri?" Kyon asked from behind her "Miko-san?" Frost immediately pushed a book into Otaku's face.

"Fumiko?" Frost's voice rang clear, cutting her confusion short.

She opened her mouth to lie and say "I'm fine, now stop annoying me." but nothing did. The teacher instructed everyone to head to the Gymnasium for orientation. Fumiko bolted out of the room, with Frost keeping a fine distance away from her.

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Fumiko absentmindedly blinked while the Student Council President drolled on. She decided to lean on Frost's shoulder, something she never did, because she felt a little ill. Since Fumiko never did this, she threatened Frost, saying she'd break more than his hand if he tried anything. In reality, she didn't really have anything to worry about, in the 10 years they had known each other, Frost never once went further than a hug, and he hasn't even given her one since she asked him 10 years back. As she slowly drifted off, she could see people, and not the student council. People with wings, wings of the purest white imaginable and glowing gold halos. Angels, speaking in some language she couldn't understand but she could catch things like "The foxes" and " Signs of the stars" but when she heard "Butterfly Girl." Fumiko woke with a start. Frost looked at her in a funny fashion "Morning you," Frost spoke gently "Feel any better?" Fumiko nodded silently "Good," Frost smiled " lets get out of here, orientations' over." Fumiko nodded and walked with Frost to their next class. On the way there, Kasumi bumped into Fumiko and left, without a word.

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The rest of the day passed uneventfully, but, as Fumiko opened her locker to switch her shoes, she found a letter, Fumiko's name written in neat cursive. She hid it from Frost's veiw and didn't open it until later. When Fumiko did read it, she discovered that it was from Kasumi, and she wanted to meet at the fountain near Boundry Bench. Before she left, she asked Frost what language would an angel would speak. Frost thought about it for a while before responding "I suppose Latin, as the angels you told me sound similar to what would be depicted in Christian art..." He raised an eyebrow "You ok, Fumiko? You've been acting strange today..." Fumiko blew it off and left him with a thank-you. Frost looked out the window behind him.

"It's time, huh? Well, she'd have to find out sooner or later..."

>End of Chapter 1