It's Magic

Chapter One: You Know

Nikola Georgiev Asenov is new to America. In fact, until today, Nikola had never left Bulgaria. For the last year however he has perfected his English and grades so he could move here. His dream is to come to America and make a life for himself, which starts with the high school dorms. He's nervous, seeing as how Americans are known to be loud and obnoxious, but they informed him he has a Romanian roommate so at least his dorm will be normal.

Arriving at his new room Nikola opens the door seeing nothing but darkness, save for three candles in the corner burning dark purple flames. "Ah…um…" Nikola begins to back out when a hand comes out of the darkness and pulls him in, flicking on the light.

Standing in front of him with a strange little black hat that has ribbons of red and yellow coming off of it is a boy with dirty blonde hair and dark red eyes. That alone is enough to make Nikola want to bolt, but then the boy smiles at him, revealing a fang, and that's when Nikola actually struggles. "Ah! No! Please calm down! I'm not here to hurt you!"

Nikola looks at the teen confused. "What the hell is going on in here? Are you sacrificing something?"

"Sacri-? No! Of course not! The magic club doesn't do sacrifices! I'm casting a spell for marital success for one of our teachers." The boy explains, holding his hand out. "I'm Demitri Popescu."

"Doesn't do sacrifices, he says…like that's a normal thing…to cast a spell for marital success…I'm getting a headache…" Nikola mumbles to himself.

"Um…are you going to be okay?" Demitri asks, taking his shoulder gently. "Perhaps you should sit down." He says, leading the boy to the bunk bed and sitting him down before turning on the light.

"So…you're in a magic club…?" Nikola asks and Demitri smiles.

"Yep! Me and my two friends!"

"Only two?" Nikola blurts out without thinking, immediately feeling guilty as Demitri's smile fades.

"Those in the magic club aren't exactly popular…" Demitri mumbles.

"Makes sense." Nikola says, inwardly cursing himself. He seriously needs to stop saying what pops into his head. "I-I mean…since…people don't deal with different very well…not to mention the red eyes and faannn-damnit! I'm sorry!" He groans, covering his mouth.

Demitri laughs a little. "Don't worry about it. You're not saying anything I don't already know. So do you plan on telling me your name at all?"

"Ah…right…I'm Nikola Asenov." Nikola says, smiling awkwardly.

"Oh! Crap! It's time for me to go! If you have any questions our RA is down the hall. You can't miss his door. Bye!" Demitri says, running out of the room.

"…What…just happened…?" Nikola mumbles to himself before standing back up and unpacking his things. Alright, so he has a weird roommate. A very weird, magic using roommate with red eyes and a fang. It could be worse though, right? He could be in a gang or something. He highly doubts someone nerdy enough to be in a magic club is in a gang, so that should be no problem.

Sighing, Nikola finishes unpacking and heads to the RA. There's quite a few questions he has, mainly about where the hell his bathroom is. He heads down the hall until he finds a door with a large wooden plank on it that says 'RA' and knocks. Hopefully this guy is normal. He should be. RAs are supposed to be nice, right?

"Yeesss?" A voice asks as the door opens, revealing a very tall, very scary, man with dark purple eyes. He's not doing anything particularly scary, he's just smiling down at Nikola, but for some reason the mere sight of this man is sending a chill down his spine.

"I-I'm Nikola Asenov….the new guy. I have some questions." Nikola stutters out.

"Oh! I'm Ivan, and I have some answers no doubt." Ivan says, his chilling smile ever-present.

"U-um…so…showers…and bathrooms period…are they shared?" Nikola asks and Ivan laughs the freakiest laugh Nikola has ever heard. A laugh that will now be stacked in his brain as nightmare material.

"Come on, which room is yours?" Ivan asks, leaving his room to stand closer to Nikola.

"N-number…15B…" Nikola says nervously, tensing up at the close proximity.

"Ah…Demitri's roommate. How awful." Ivan pats him on the back. "That guy scares everyone. His friends do, too. One of them, Arthur Kirkland, claims to talk to unicorns and dead people and something called a flying mint bunny…where a Norwegian dude named Tore Stoltenberg swears he talks to fairies and trolls…then there is your roommate. The one with the fang."

Nikola looks at him curiously. "Is he supposed to be a vampire or something?"

"Hah! He says he knew some. Bunch of weirdos." Ivan says, heading into Nikola's room with his master key.

"What's wrong with that?" Nikola asks and Ivan smiles at him.

"Weird is fine. I'm weird even. Those guys are just unsociable." He explains. "Arthur is bitchy, Tore is extremely silent, and Demitri is just…strange. He's…quirky. In an intense way. You'll understand soon enough." Ivan says and Nikola sighs.

"Oh I got the quirky…so what are you showing me in here?" Nikola asks and Ivan nods.

"Right, your bathroom and shower are in your room. Right through here." Ivan opens a small door, something Nikola thought was a closet, revealing a large bathroom with a fairly good sized shower. "There you are. Anything else just ask."

"Yeah, thank you." Nikola mumbles as Ivan leaves. After learning of the secret bathroom, Nikola explores the rest of the dorm room for any other secret areas. A few hours, and head bumps, later he gives up and decides to leave the room for some food. Outside of the room he bumps into a tall brunette man with his hair slightly slicked back and a beauty mark on his cheek. "S-sorry."

"Hmm? You're roommates with Demitri? You must be new. I'm Roderich." Roderich says, extending a hand.

Nikola smiles, overjoyed at finally meeting a seemingly sane person, and shakes his hand. "I'm Nikola."

"Bulgarian, right? I can tell from the accent." Roderich says and Nikola nods.

"Yeah! That's pretty impressive, Roderich. Where are you from?"

"Austria." Roderich says. "And it's Austria, not Australia." He adds, annoyance in his voice.

"I'm quite aware of the difference." Nikola says, laughing a little.

Roderich smiles. "I'm glad to hear that. So, what are you heading off to?"

"Well I was going to try to find some Lunch."

"I know a great place for lunch." Roderich offers and Nikola lights up.

"Awesome." Nikola says, following him out as a feeling of relief comes over him. "So…um…about Demitri…"

"Ah…him. He's a nice guy, just strange. One of my friends actually has sworn him as a mortal enemy." Roderich says. "Elizaveta is her name. You want to see him annoyed you mention her in front of him."

Nikola laughs a little. "A secret crush perhaps?"

"Not in the least. Elizaveta has a girlfriend and Demitri…is…I don't know. Asexual perhaps?" Roderich shrugs. "Sometimes hate is just hate."

"True…" Nikola looks at Roderich curiously. "So he has a mortal enemy, huh? That sounds pretty interesting."

The Austrian nods, a smirk coming to his face. "If you are so interested in your roommate why don't you talk to him?"

"Well…I mean…he just kind of scared the shit out of me and then left…so I didn't get the chance."

"He'll be back tonight, no doubt, so ask him then." Roderich suggests and Nikola nods.

"Yeah…you're right…sorry for bugging you about him. So what about you? What do you like?" Nikola asks.

"I'm a president of the music club. I love my piano, boyfriend Vash, and any of the fine arts." Roderich explains. "And you?"

"Well…I don't really know. In my old school I wasn't involved in clubs, I went right home." Nikola says. "I will probably do that again…"

"No music club?" Roderich asks and Nikola laughs nervously.

"Can't really play…"

"Art?"

"Can't really draw…"

"…Sports?"

Nikola sighs. "You're bumming me out."

"Sorry, it's fine, you don't need to be in a club." Roderich says, bringing him to a small little café. "Or maybe you will end up in Demitri's club." He teases, making Nikola pale a little.

"Scary things aren't my forte." Nikola mumbles.

"So what do you like?" Roderich asks curiously.

"Spending time with friends, biology, cooking, that sort of stuff." Nikola says. "I actually came to America so I could go to a college for mortuary sciences."

Roderich laughs a little. "I thought you said you didn't like scary."

"That's not scary, it's scientific. There's a difference." Nikola points out and Roderich can't help but agree.

"I suppose you have a point…so a future undertaker is rooming with a magic club member…" Roderich looks at him amused. "You two might grow to be a popular subject around school."

Nikola sighs. "I really hope not. It's not like I'll be doing anything with mortuary sciences in high school…" He mumbles and Roderich nods. The rest of lunch is fairly uneventful, just the two of them talking about their families and whatnot, and by the time he arrives at his dorm that night it is around nine. A strange excitement builds in his chest at the thought of talking to the strange boy he rooms with an has heard so much about. His hope of a conversation is quickly shattered though, when he returns to see a very empty room.

Tomorrow is when classes start back up, so where could he be? Nikola sighs in disappointment and heads to his bed. "I'm sure I can talk to him in the morning or something…"

A/N: Hmm...sooooo...there's this. I thought of a few ideas for a RomaBul story, and finally settled on high school with the magic club. Hopefully it comes out well. (It probably won't be as good as the original story I wrote of them, but I'll settle for any kind of good. XD) And yes, I'm going to keep Nikola into mortuary sciences and Demitri an artist. It's a personal headcanon now and I can't get rid of it.