Author's note: All right. Here goes. This is my first fan fiction. I've
decided that I'm going to set it in an AU, or Alternate Universe. This will
be my take on how Rowen and Sage met. I'm not all that familiar with how
they act on the shows, so I'm going to make things up whenever I don't know
something. Yes, I did research hypoglycemia before writing this. If I get
something wrong, hey cut me some slack. I'm only fourteen. I've decided to
use their English names instead of the Japanese names, because I've never
seen YST. I'm still using the Japanese school system, though. It's much
easier since the kids stay in the same place all day long. Well, except for
gym. It's still my favorite show, though! I would greatly appreciate it if
you would leave a review for me, including anything that you notice about
grammar. I will accept all reviews, even ones that aren't signed. So, I
hope you enjoy this tale. Plow on.
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Chapter One: What to Do With a Blue-Haired Klutzoid
Rowen looked down at his watch in desperation. He groaned when he realized that he was going to be late to class, and it was only the first day of school. He whipped around the corner and careened down the corridor at full speed.
He checked his watch again, but when he looked up, he saw a blonde head walking down the hallway ahead of him. Ro realized, with great dismay I might add, that he didn't have time to slow down. He ran full speed into the poor guy, tripping the both of them and sending their books flying in all directions.
He got up as quickly as he could, then offered a hand to the boy on the ground behind him. He had somehow managed to land in front of the fair haired teenager. The boy looked up, to reveal the oddest colored of eyes Rowen had ever seen. They were a pale lavender, and they just glowed with anger. His right eye was covered by a wave of golden hair that fell across it. From what Rowen could see, that was probably deliberate. The other eye was so cutting that he couldn't imagine what it would be like to have to look into both at once.
When the boy took hold of his hand, albeit it reluctantly, Ro hauled him to his feet. He looked around and figured out which were his books, then started pick them all up.
"I'm really, really sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going, and now we're both going to be late." He looked down at his watch just as the bell rang. He groaned in unison with the other boy. "Great. Well, I have to rush." He picked up the last of his books and rushed off, now power walking, down towards homeroom Z.
After he got around 7 doors down he realized that the blondie was following him. He sped up a little, thinking that the guy meant to catch up and beat him up. When he reached the classroom he wanted he knocked on the door and opened it quickly. He rushed in and handed the teacher his paperwork. She glared at him over her glasses and pointed him to the back of the class, where only two seats were left. He took the one by the window. Moments later the blonde came in. He bowed to the teacher and handed her his paperwork to her as well. Her hawk like eyes glared at him with a little less irritation, and she made a waving motion with her hand towards the seat next to Rowen.
She stood up and clasped her hands behind her back before speaking.
"I am Mrs. Gibson. I will be your English teacher for the rest of the year. I expect you to be on time," her grey eyes darted to the blue and blonde haired boys in the back of the classroom, "every day. Today I will tolerate you tardiness, but do not expect me to be so lenient the next time. The next time you are late I will force you to hold two buckets full of water outside of the classroom door for thirty minutes. After that you will be expected to make up ALL of the work that you missed. We will start by learning how to introduce ourselves. Turn your desks so that they face the person next to you, with the window seats pointed inward. Now, I'm going to tell you what to say, and you will repeat after me. I don't care how well you do as long as you try, since this is your first year. 'My name is', and now say your full name. 'What is your name?' Very good. Now I want you all to practice."
She went behind her desk and sat down to watch their progress. Rowen looked over at the young man he had run into warily.
"Well, do you want to go first, or should I?" Ro asked.
"You," the blonde said pointedly.
"All right then. My name is Rowen Hashiba. What is your name?" he said in perfect English. The lavender eye just stared at him.
"Well?" he asked, becoming nervous. "Aren't you going to say it?"
The blonde across from him blinked, seeming to come back to earth. "My.... name...is Sage Date," he said haltingly. "What is.... your.....name? How did you say it so easily?"
Ro looked at the boy, Sage, uncomfortably. "I was born there. I'm bilingual. Uhh, sorry about earlier. I was trying to get here on time."
Sage nodded his head. "That's all right." The teacher chose that moment to stand up.
"Now, if you will all put your desks back in order." She waited a moment as they complied. "Good. Now, all of you will stand up one by one and introduce yourself to the rest of us........" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The rest of the day was a blur to Rowen. English turned out to be the only class that they had any work in, so he got to read for most of the day. Mrs. Gibson was the meanest teacher he had, and, luckily, he didn't have any klutz attacks.
He was absorbed in his latest book on astronomy, "Which Star is That?", when he was pulled out of la-la-land by a hand shaking his shoulder. He looked up to see Sage looking down at him. He blinked in surprise when he saw everyone in the class packing up.
"The bell rang. Sorry to interrupt." The blonde turned around to pack up the last of his paper, then got up to go. Rowen watched, then slowly got his stuff together. He was still thinking of everything he had just read. He didn't notice it when he dropped his bag on the floor, scattering all of his pencils, books, and paper everywhere.
He sighed as he knelt down. He was a walking disaster area. He had gathered up about half of his books when a pale hand reached down and picked up everything else. Ro looked up to find a lavender eye filled with laughter. He frowned.
"It's not funny, you know." Sage just put the books he was holding on Rowen's desk before turning away, chuckling. Rowen shoved everything into his bag before filing out the door with the last of the stragglers. He just hoped that nothing would happen to him on the way home, since today seemed to be one of his klutzier days.......
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sage: Well, that's it. -looks at Rowen- Klutzoid.
Rowen: Oh, shut up. -throws his book at him-
Sage: Missed!
MK: Oh, cut it out, you two, or else I'll have you both run over by a car!
Both: Gulp.
MK: Well, I'm sorry it's short. I hope you enjoyed it. Stick around. I'll put out more as soon as I can, but I only have 9 days until my promotion standard testing, and I must PASS with ALL POST HIGH SCHOOLS!!!! I just won't be satisfied with anything else. ^_^ Toodles!
Chapter One: What to Do With a Blue-Haired Klutzoid
Rowen looked down at his watch in desperation. He groaned when he realized that he was going to be late to class, and it was only the first day of school. He whipped around the corner and careened down the corridor at full speed.
He checked his watch again, but when he looked up, he saw a blonde head walking down the hallway ahead of him. Ro realized, with great dismay I might add, that he didn't have time to slow down. He ran full speed into the poor guy, tripping the both of them and sending their books flying in all directions.
He got up as quickly as he could, then offered a hand to the boy on the ground behind him. He had somehow managed to land in front of the fair haired teenager. The boy looked up, to reveal the oddest colored of eyes Rowen had ever seen. They were a pale lavender, and they just glowed with anger. His right eye was covered by a wave of golden hair that fell across it. From what Rowen could see, that was probably deliberate. The other eye was so cutting that he couldn't imagine what it would be like to have to look into both at once.
When the boy took hold of his hand, albeit it reluctantly, Ro hauled him to his feet. He looked around and figured out which were his books, then started pick them all up.
"I'm really, really sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going, and now we're both going to be late." He looked down at his watch just as the bell rang. He groaned in unison with the other boy. "Great. Well, I have to rush." He picked up the last of his books and rushed off, now power walking, down towards homeroom Z.
After he got around 7 doors down he realized that the blondie was following him. He sped up a little, thinking that the guy meant to catch up and beat him up. When he reached the classroom he wanted he knocked on the door and opened it quickly. He rushed in and handed the teacher his paperwork. She glared at him over her glasses and pointed him to the back of the class, where only two seats were left. He took the one by the window. Moments later the blonde came in. He bowed to the teacher and handed her his paperwork to her as well. Her hawk like eyes glared at him with a little less irritation, and she made a waving motion with her hand towards the seat next to Rowen.
She stood up and clasped her hands behind her back before speaking.
"I am Mrs. Gibson. I will be your English teacher for the rest of the year. I expect you to be on time," her grey eyes darted to the blue and blonde haired boys in the back of the classroom, "every day. Today I will tolerate you tardiness, but do not expect me to be so lenient the next time. The next time you are late I will force you to hold two buckets full of water outside of the classroom door for thirty minutes. After that you will be expected to make up ALL of the work that you missed. We will start by learning how to introduce ourselves. Turn your desks so that they face the person next to you, with the window seats pointed inward. Now, I'm going to tell you what to say, and you will repeat after me. I don't care how well you do as long as you try, since this is your first year. 'My name is', and now say your full name. 'What is your name?' Very good. Now I want you all to practice."
She went behind her desk and sat down to watch their progress. Rowen looked over at the young man he had run into warily.
"Well, do you want to go first, or should I?" Ro asked.
"You," the blonde said pointedly.
"All right then. My name is Rowen Hashiba. What is your name?" he said in perfect English. The lavender eye just stared at him.
"Well?" he asked, becoming nervous. "Aren't you going to say it?"
The blonde across from him blinked, seeming to come back to earth. "My.... name...is Sage Date," he said haltingly. "What is.... your.....name? How did you say it so easily?"
Ro looked at the boy, Sage, uncomfortably. "I was born there. I'm bilingual. Uhh, sorry about earlier. I was trying to get here on time."
Sage nodded his head. "That's all right." The teacher chose that moment to stand up.
"Now, if you will all put your desks back in order." She waited a moment as they complied. "Good. Now, all of you will stand up one by one and introduce yourself to the rest of us........" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The rest of the day was a blur to Rowen. English turned out to be the only class that they had any work in, so he got to read for most of the day. Mrs. Gibson was the meanest teacher he had, and, luckily, he didn't have any klutz attacks.
He was absorbed in his latest book on astronomy, "Which Star is That?", when he was pulled out of la-la-land by a hand shaking his shoulder. He looked up to see Sage looking down at him. He blinked in surprise when he saw everyone in the class packing up.
"The bell rang. Sorry to interrupt." The blonde turned around to pack up the last of his paper, then got up to go. Rowen watched, then slowly got his stuff together. He was still thinking of everything he had just read. He didn't notice it when he dropped his bag on the floor, scattering all of his pencils, books, and paper everywhere.
He sighed as he knelt down. He was a walking disaster area. He had gathered up about half of his books when a pale hand reached down and picked up everything else. Ro looked up to find a lavender eye filled with laughter. He frowned.
"It's not funny, you know." Sage just put the books he was holding on Rowen's desk before turning away, chuckling. Rowen shoved everything into his bag before filing out the door with the last of the stragglers. He just hoped that nothing would happen to him on the way home, since today seemed to be one of his klutzier days.......
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sage: Well, that's it. -looks at Rowen- Klutzoid.
Rowen: Oh, shut up. -throws his book at him-
Sage: Missed!
MK: Oh, cut it out, you two, or else I'll have you both run over by a car!
Both: Gulp.
MK: Well, I'm sorry it's short. I hope you enjoyed it. Stick around. I'll put out more as soon as I can, but I only have 9 days until my promotion standard testing, and I must PASS with ALL POST HIGH SCHOOLS!!!! I just won't be satisfied with anything else. ^_^ Toodles!