It was the daily routine again; Neku had surprisingly got up early enough to get ready properly and start his classes today. So far, he had attended every one even though he didn’t want to, though he never had to put much effort into anything besides geometry. His hands were places in the pockets sewed into his pants and his headphones hung around his neck, as they usually would.
He was pretty much used to getting shoved around already, Tancho was big and there he’d bumped into people so many times. It took some time to get adjusted to at first considering this is the largest school he has ever been to, but thinking back at what he had to deal with in the scramble crossing in Shibuya, this was pretty much nothing. The ginger was casually walking up the usual fleet of stairs when…
…a book came flying at him from behind. “Wh-whoa-!” He had almost fallen forward, though in the end managed to keep his balance. If he wasn’t used to the stuff that usually goes on in this school, he’d be furious at the person who had so carelessly let their school supplies fly by now, though he simply sighed, looking back to see who had fallen. The angry expression from earlier was wiped off his face, though he still looked a bit intimidating.
“Hey, watch where you’re going.” He looked like a troublemaker - some dude with ebony hair and pointy ears. And… he had a tail. The extra appendage didn’t shock him as much considering what he’s seen here before. Though Neku wasn’t the person to judge since he probably looked like the exact same thing to the other boy. He simply glared for a bit, then leaned over to pick up the book that had attacked him from behind and those remaining pencils on the ground.
[ His brows furrowed upwards and he clenched his sharpened teeth, unsure of what to say. Well, that’s probably how he would’ve acted too, if he got hit with a book, so Rin really couldn’t blame him. Sighing, the demon slung the Kurikara and the bag he’d been forced into carrying, shoving the notebooks and books and assorted other things inside. He wasn’t a delinquent, really…!! ]
Y-Yeah, that was my bad.
Yer sure yer alright…? It didn’t hit you that hard or nothin’?
[ If he wanted to fit in here, he would have to force himself into trying to converse with people. Normally he would have been on his merry way and taken his things but…he felt bad for having been so foolish. Plus, he didn’t want this kid to think he was some sort of bag of dicks that threw books around all the time. He looked, for lack of a better word, interesting, with that whole orange hair get up and the headphones, too. If Rin didn’t know any better, he would have said he looked straight out of the comics he used to read back at home.
But, that aside, at least the Kurikara hadn’t fallen out of it’s place or something. That would have been awkward, because of the whole “I’m the son of Satan” thing. His tail flicked nervously to one side, obviously not burdened by the things he was carrying—super human strength and all. In fact, he probably shouldn’t have been carrying all the books in the first place; too bad he was dumb enough to think he needed all of them for the first day he was back. ]
(Source: burnsblue)
