Author: This is what happens when your imagination goes too wild. There's also a lack of Kanba/Shouma fics. Guess I'll help the fandom.

The Wheel of Fate Now Spins

"Shouma, you need to get ready for school!" His mother, Chiemi Takakura, yelled from downstairs. In a dark room, a blue-haired teen groaned. Slowly, he rose up and stretched his arms. Blinking his eyes, he adjusted to some light seeping through his curtains.

"Urgh."

The boy moved from his bed and changed into his uniform. It was the first day, and he utterly didn't want to go back yet. Where did his vacation go?

Walking downstairs, Shouma went to the family room. His dad, Kenzan, and sister, Himari, sat at a low table, with silverware placed in front of them.

"Good mornin' sleepyhead," said Kenzan as his son took a seat between him and his daughter. Shouma responded back in a yawn.

"All right!" Chiemi walked towards her family, holding two trays of food. Himari rose from her seat and helped her mother setting the trays down. The four received their own set of traditional Japanese breakfast. A good way to start off a day.

"Thanks for the food!" The blue-haired teen finished his breakfast and went to brush his teeth. Chiemi looked at the clock, hanging on the wall.

"It's not time for school, Shouma."

Her son yelled out nonsense, and she asked what that meant. Her son popped his head in the doorway, saying, "I have morning duty!"

"Already?" Himari asked. He nodded furiously, grabbing his bag and running towards the front door. Putting on his shoes, he didn't notice Kenzan behind him. He turned around and found a bento in his dad's hand. Shouma thanked him, taking it with gratitude.

"Have a good day!" Chiemi yelled from the family room. The boy was already running from the peaceful Takakura residence.

"Made it," Shouma said in pants. The blue-haired teen stood in front of his assigned homeroom. Opening the door, he put his bag down and went to the windows to open them. A nice breeze passed through his hair. It felt cool against his warm skin.

His list of chores included putting flowers in the vase…

Beating the dust out of the erasers…

Sweeping the floor…

Tedious tasks indeed. As he wrote his homeroom's schedule for the day, many sounds from the courtyard reached his ears. The students were either excited or nervous. Shouma was no exception. He was a second-year in high school. It was going to be a good year. The boy just knew it!

Students in his homeroom started to pour in one by one. He reacquainted with his friends from junior high in his homeroom. The bell rang, as a purple-haired teacher walked into the classroom. Shouma recognized him immediately.

"Hello, class 2-B. My name is Tabuki Keiju," the man introduced himself. Shouma widened his eyes before slouching in his seat, chin in his hand. This person was a huge crush of his crazy neighbor, Oginome Ringo. Luckily, she wasn't in his homeroom. He would have to listen to her endless, endless praise of the older man.

His eyes wandered around the room. Shouma didn't mean to be rude and not listen, but the morning duty made him tired. An empty desk laid next to his. Covering his yawn, he put his head down–

"Now then, I'll introduce the transfer student."

The door slid open, and a red-haired teen walked in. The girls squealed from the sight of him. They whispered whether it was love at first sight. Shouma let out a depressed sigh and covered his ears.

"Takakura Shouma!"

The boy abruptly stood from his seat, not out of his daze. The class's girls went into a fit of giggles, remarking how cute that move was. Smooth Shouma…

"Well, you can take your seat next to our dozer," said Tabuki. The blue-haired teen's cheeks burned from embarrassment. It soon disappeared when his eyes looked at his new seat neighbor. Red hair. Strong build. Sharp, green eyes. Shouma watched as the male student went towards his seat. He sat down slowly as his drowsiness returned.

"Oi."

The blue-haired teen tilted his head to the right. It was the new kid.

"Can you lend me a pencil?"

"Huh? You didn't bring your own?"

The red-head rolled his eyes. "Nope."

You're totally hopeless. Shouma's kindness won out in the end. He took out of his extra mechanical pencils out and gave it to his classmate. He received a smile in return. It looked good on him.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

Shouma went to the roof when the lunch bell rang. He wanted to eat in peace. Far away from the massive crowds of girls squealing about the new kid. The boy didn't even bother to learn his classmate's name. He just needed energy to last the day. To his luck, no one else was on the roof. All to himself.

Shouma sat down and leaned against the fence. The cool breeze returned, giving him a chill up his back.

Bam!

The boy flinched from the loud sound. He shot his head up to see familiar red hair. His classmate was out of breath for some reason.

"Finally," he said, "away from those girls." The red head looked up and noticed Shouma. He let out a sigh. Silent, he strolled towards the boy. He sat down next to him. The blue-haired teen cried in his mind.

"Can I have some of your lunch?"

"Hah? What happened to yours?"

"The girls chased me before I was able to grab my lunch. Spare me some mercy," said his classmate. First his pencil, now food?

"I guess."

Suddenly, his octopus-shaped sausage was gone. It was in the guy's fingers, dangling above his mouth. He ate it with satisfaction written on his face.

"Ah! I was going to eat that!"

"You didn't say what I couldn't eat."

This guy…really makes me mad!

"Thanks! You're a real save!" The red head continued to take some food from Shouma's bento.

"You freeloader."

"I have a name. Natsume Kanba."

"Right, right."

"Why are you following me?"

"'Cause I'm bored," came the easy answer. The two walked away from school. Shouma found it really bothersome.

"Plus, this is my way of my new home." Kanba pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket. He showed or shoved it to Shouma's face. The blue-haired teen put some distance between his eyes and the paper. A closer look at the address and his green eyes widened.

"Wait, this is–"

"Ah, Shouma!"

The boy turned around and found his mother carrying groceries.

"Okaa-san?"

"Ah, Takakura-san?"

"I guess you met our new guest." Shouma's mother giggled before smiling. "Shouma, Kanba is going to be living with us. Isn't that great?"

The blue-haired teen's eye twitched from the news. Shock spread through his body, enough to make his bag slide off his arm and drop to the ground. Kanba noticed and bent down to pick it up for him.

"Man, you're so clumsy." The red-head smiled, handing the bag to him. "Please treat me well Shouma."

Freeloader to the end…

Author: After that scene in episode 23…Yeah, I squealed like the fangirl I am. Anyway, hope you enjoyed it! See ya!