-Start Act 1-

Koshimi Higura ran down the street following Kotarou Oohira. Koshimi had moved to Tokyo the day before and was now staying with Kotarou, his cousin Tatsuki, and their grandfather, since her parents were friends with the Oohira family. Kotarou and Koshimi had both gotten a late start and were running late for their first day at Konan High.

"Crap! the bell!" Kotarou shouted, running faster," We're so frickin' late."

"Darn it!" Koshimi said, running up so she was at the same pace as Kotarou.

Suddenly, a guy at the gate of the school stopped Kotarou. Koshimi stopped as Kotarou jerked a bit to get himself out of the guy's grasp.

"Hey, kid. Do you know a Chiaki Kishi?" the guy asked, holding out a book of some sort.

"Uh...This is my first day here," Kotarou said, nervously," Sorry."

The guy still held onto Kotarou, insisting he look at a purikura.

"He said he is new here!" Koshimi said, pushing the guy off Kotarou and shoving Kotarou towards the school," Back off!"

Once inside the building, Koshimi and Kotarou found their classroom, 1-D. Kotarou opened the door.

"We're here! We're here!" Kotarou said, gasping for breath.

"Sorry we're late, sir," Koshimi huffed.

The teacher and the class turned to the pair of teenagers.

"Ah, the transfer students," he smiled.

He then turned to Kotarou alone.

"I like your hair," he grinned.

In his rush to get to school, Kotarou had forgotten to style his hair. The class erupted into fits of laughter. He seemed completely embarrassed. Koshimi just looked at Kotarou amusedly.

"It wasn't that funny," the teacher said, trying to calm the class," This is Kotarou Oohira and Koshimi Higura. They'll be in your class from now on. Kotarou is the cousin of our own Tatsuki Oohira, am I right?"

All eyes fell on the dark haired sixteen year old sitting with an emotionless look on his face. His hair was incredibly over-gelled.

"Yes, sir," he said, tonelessly.

"Don't you all live together?" the teacher asked, curiously," It would have been nice if you'd come with them on their first day."

Koshimi grinned at Kotarou as he and Tatsuki both stared at each other. To end the staring contest, Koshimi stepped forward.

"I'm Koshimi Higura," she introduced," I moved here from New York in America. My parents moved their for job purposes, but after two months there, they let me move back to Japan to stay with Mr. Oohira and his two grandchildren."

Koshimi noticed a few guys grin at her, but she just stepped back and pushed Kotarou forward a bit. As Kotarou introduced himself, Koshimi watched Tatsuki. He'd changed a lot from last she'd seen him.

-What are you thinking, Broody...- she thought.

Tatsuki glanced at her, making her turn her gaze away swiftly.

"...with family like him, who needs murderers?" Kotarou finished, smirking at Tatsuki.

Tatsuki just leaned back in his chair casually.

"Sorry, you curl like a kitten; I didn't have the heart," Tatsuki said," and it felt inappropriate to walk into a girl's room without permission."

Koshimi frowned at Tatsuki as Kotarou riled up.

"Tatsuki! You big fat jerk!" Kotarou shouted.

The teacher tried to get the two boys to come to a truce for now, but Tatsuki ruined it by pulling out a handkerchief to cover the hand he shook with Kotarou's.

-Later-

Kotarou had gone to the men's room to try and fix his hair and Koshimi sat at her desk. She sat next to Tatsuki, so she leaned towards him.

"You know, you've changed a lot," she said," since I last saw you."

Tatsuki glanced at her, then looked back down at his desk.

"Hn," was his answer.

Just then, Koshimi heard Kotarou come in. Both Koshimi and Tatsuki looked at Kotarou as he knocked a girl, named Reika, to the ground. Koshimi grinned and walked over to Kotarou.

"You think she is cute, huh?" Koshimi whispered, nudging Kotarou.

He blushed.

Everyone started talking to Kotarou about being related to Tatsuki, who just seemed to ignore it all. Kotarou suddenly thought of something.

"Can I ask you something?" he asked," Is there a girl at this school named Chiaki Kishi?"

Reika looked surprised.

"Thats my big sister," she answered," She is a third year."

"Your sister, Reika?" Kotarou said, shocked.

"Oh, yeah! Some creepy dude was asking Kotarou about her at the gate," Koshimi noted," He was older. He seemed kinda skuzzy."

Reika went into this short description of her sister. Throughout the rest of the conversation, Koshimi was glad to see that Kotarou seemed really happy here. He'd told her about his horrible time at what he called the boy's school from hell.