Chapter 1: Must be first day of school jitters
'Where am I?' I thought as I looked around. The place looked familiar, what I wasn't too sure where I had seen it before. "Hale, Tate look what I can do!" I turned to see a younger version of myself run past and to two blonde haired orange-eyed boys that were playing on the swing set. It's been so long. How could I let them slip from my mind? They were my best friends when I was little.
"Thanks for watching him Jack." I heard my father's voice behind me.
"Not a problem, you have to take care of the academy." The twins father told my dad.
"Daddy look! Sasuke can make a fire ball!" I what? I quickly turned around and saw my younger self-holding out my small hand with a small flame hovering above it. How was I doing that?! Can I still do it?
"He's like his mother." Jack chuckled.
"Well we don't really know if he's just a fire elemental or a moon elemental." Dad commented. "How about your boys? Are they showing any signs of being elementals?"
"Not yet." I watched the twins and myself play around on their swing set as I listened to my dad and Jack talk. Soon enough the image faded and twisted itself into a different scene.
"Why did Hale and Tate have to move?" I looked over to see a four-year-old version of myself sit on one of the swings at the playground that was behind the elementary school. I watched quietly. All the fun times that I had with Hale and Tate when we were younger. I wonder how they're doing?
Why couldn't I remember any of this though? Am I actually dreaming? Or is this a memory that I've forgotten? I looked over when I heard commotion by the jungle gym. Some of the older kids were picking on someone.
"What's wrong four eyes? Get back up. I thought you were a tough guy." The largest of the boys said to the one on the ground.
The boy on the ground was shaking and looked like he was about to cry. "Why don't you just go home and cry to mommy and daddy. Oh wait that's right you don't have a family." Another boy commented and got the others to laugh.
"Hey bullies!" The four-year-old me shoved one of the older boys and got in front of the boy with glasses. "Don't go picking on someone just because their different." The little me defended. I could see the little me shaking a little but that quickly subsided when I clenched my fists.
"The shrimp is standing up for four eyes. What are you going to do Sasuke?" The biggest boy questioned.
"Sasuke move. You don't need to get hurt." The little boy with glass said. The little boy had raven black hair and chestnut brown eyes that were hidden behind thick rimmed glasses.
"No Sean I won't move. I can protect you so let me." The little me said. "Mommy and daddy told me I was different and that different is a good thing. Don't let anyone tell you differently."
"You think you can protect four eyes? Ha! That's a good one." The little me turned around to face the boys and before the little me could do anything two of the boys pushed me really hard. I watched myself stumble back and trip over the little Sean. Then the four-year-old me hit the back of his head against the metal of the jungle gym with a very loud clink.
"Oh no Sasuke!" Everything started to fade as Sean crawled over to the motionless body. "Sasuke wake up please!" The place went black around me.
I listened to that annoying sound of my alarm clock and didn't want to get up. Come on who wants to get up on their first day back to school. Yes, this is my junior year of high school. Unfortunately, I didn't need to get a detention on my first day of school. And gods forbid I make my dad look bad if I got one. So reluctantly, I got up and slammed my hand down on the obnoxious object that was generating that horrible beeping sound. My room was a mess, but I knew exactly where everything was. The walls are a light blue color, but you wouldn't be able to notice because of all the anime posters that I plastered all over the walls. Finally standing up I made my way over to my dresser and pulled out a random pair of jeans and a shirt then I got changed in about two three minuets. Then I walked out of my room and my bare feet made a quiet clicking sound as I walked down the wood floor hall and stairs making my way into the kitchen.
"Morning mom." I yawned running my fingers through my hair to attempt to brush it but it really was to no avail considering that my hair was always a ness anyways, unless I had to go somewhere fancy with mom and dad then I had to slick my hair back.
"Did you brush your teeth?" She asked walking around getting things together for work.
"I'll brush my teeth after I eat." I told her picking up an apple from the center of the table and taking a bite.
"Just make sure that you brush your teeth and that you get to school on time." She said brushing my hair back and kissing my forehead. "And brush your hair for once Sasuke."
"Right, I'll get right on that." I told her taking another bite of my apple.
She left the house and I laughed to my self "Right like I'm going to brush my hair."
After I finished up my breakfast or lack there of depending on how you look at it, I brushed my teeth and then looped into my bedroom to grab my bag. We had to leave our shoes at the door if we weren't moving something into the house. It was a Japanese thing that mom and dad were pretty strict on. I slipped on my shoes tapping the toes on the ground to help straighten out the backs, then left the house. "That dream…was it something that I forgot a long time ago? It must have been. I hit my head in that dream. Is that why I have a hard time remember what happened in my past?" I muttered to myself as I walked down the sidewalk. It wasn't that bad. The house was about five blocks away. I didn't mind walking, but I didn't really like this walk in the winter it was always slick, but I tried not to complain too much.
The cold didn't really bother me though. I always felt hot if I wore a coat. Mom was mad when I came down in a light zip up sweater or a long sleeve shirt, but I've always had a higher body tempter then others. Some of the people around school called me a personal body heater. Dad says that my mom is the same way for her body heat. That's another thing a lot of people say that I look just like my father, but have my mother's eyes. Ha! I know Harry Potter reference right? My red eyes really stood out against my black hair. That was something that I always got picked on about in school. I'm hoping that this year though it'll be different. I just have a feeling that this year things are going to change.
I made it to the school about an hour before classes actually started so that way I could go to my dad and talk to him about something that I really wanted to talk to him about.
"Morning dad." I greeted sitting on the arm of one of the chairs in his office.
"Sit all the way down in the chair Sasuke." My father said without looking at me.
Maybe parents just know when you're doing something wrong. I slid into the chair.
"Hey dad do you think I can…" He cut me off.
"Your mother and I discussed it and there is a bed open in one of the dorms, you can stay in the dorms. Your sixteen, we both agree that you are responsible enough to stay here." He told me clicking away on the keyboard.
"Cool so when can I move my stuff in?" I asked perking up. Maybe going to this school won't be so bad.
"I had student services give me your dorm room number and key." Father said stopping what he was doing and opening a drawer to pull out two pieces of paper and a small envelope. "You can check out your dorm after school and over the week you can get what you want to bring to your dorm and over the weekend we'll get your stuff over to your dorm." He explained.
"Wait so I have to spend the rest of the week at home?" I asked.
"Yes you'll be walking to school for the rest of the week." My father mentioned leaning back in his chair. "Now your locker is on your schedule paper. "
"So I'm guessing that's my indication to leave?" I questioned starting to stand up.
"I better not see you in here for the rest of the day unless I call you down here." My father said as I walked to the door.
"Alright, alright I'll try to be good." I stated and started to leave, but stopped and turned back around and looked at dad.
"Do you need help with something son?" He asked as he looked over at me.
I shook my head, "No, it's nothing, never mind. Have a good day dad." I waved and left. Maybe I should have told him about my dream that I had last night. "Then again it may be easier to talk to mom about it." I muttered to myself as I brought my back pack in front of me and dug out my schedule and locker number on it.
Right now would probably be a good time to explain a little bit about my family. My mother's name is Yui Kaisai and my father is Johnathan Kaisai. My mother is Japanese and my father is American. So that makes me half Japanese Half American. Though I don't really look at that Japanese. My father's real last name is Zimmer. But he took my mother's last name instead. Sasuke Zimmer doesn't sound all that fantastic so I'm thankful that dad took mom's last name. I think that mom is older then dad. I don't really know. I have a hard time remember how old people are. I'm lucky I remember my own birthday sometimes. But yeah that's a little that's a little bit about my family.
After walking down a few random halls I found my locker. Getting the locker open on the first try I emptied my bag and threw it in the locker then grabbed a pen, pencil, and a notebook. Looking at my schedule I didn't pay attention to where I was going and I ran right into someone.
"Ow." I groaned from banging my head off the wall from the collision.
"I'm sorry, you alright?" I opened my eyes to see who the voice belonged to.
It was a guy, well I should have figured that. If it was a girl that knocked me over I would've felt a little embarrassed. He had messy white hair and ice blue eyes.
"Yea I'm fine, don't worry about it." I told him rubbing the back of my head.
"I'm Toshiro, by the way Toshiro Uindo." He greeted holding out a hand. He must have been new here. I don't remember ever seeing him before.
"I'm Sasuke Kasai, nice to meet you." I said taking his hand and stood up. He felt cold to the touch.
"So your headmaster Kaisai's son." Toshiro stated shifting his books to his other hand.
"Yea that's me…well I'm going to head to my first period class." I told him starting to head off in the opposite direction. I was a bit confused why he called dad headmaster though.
"What's the class?" He asked making me stop and turn around.
"An art class…why." I said.
"What art class?" Toshiro questioned.
"An art class…I'll catch you around Toshiro." I waved to him and started heading in the opposite direction again.
I made it to my Drawing and Painting class and sat down in the nearest chair to the door. The morning seemed to breeze by and then I got to lunch. So far so good with not getting in trouble. I just didn't feel like eating so I didn't go to lunch I just roamed the halls avoiding my fathers' office and the teachers that were on hall duty. I went into a bathroom when a teacher walked by. Running the water in one of the sinks I watched the water twist its way down the drain. I checked my watch and decided that I should start heading off to my next class. Unfortunately, I started not to feel all that great. Maybe it was because I skipped lunch. That was my fault though so I'm the only one that can be blamed for that. When I got to class I asked my teacher if I could go to the nurse's office, but I couldn't make it there in time considering it was on the other side of the school. I leaned against the wall and slid down. I felt like I was going to just burst into flames. I've never felt this hot before. Just what the hell was wrong with me?
"I just want this day to be over with." I muttered to myself as I got back up onto my feet and made it to the closest restroom.
After a few minuets I got up off the floor and blasted the cold water then stuck my hands under the water. Steam came off my hands; which was confusing me. My hands didn't feel cold at all; they were still warm like I had lukewarm water running over them. Hearing someone walk in I didn't bother looking up to see who it was.
"Oh, hey Sasuke." It was Toshiro so I looked up.
"Hey." I greeted.
"You look sick." He mentioned.
"I'm fine, so what are you doing in here?" I asked.
"We're in the same class so the teacher told me to make sure you were alright." Toshiro explained. "Would you like me to go and get the nurse?"
"No, I'll be fine, you can just go back to class." I told him looking back down at my hands and pulling them out of the water. They quickly dried without me having to use a paper towel so I stuck them back under the water.
"Alright." He said "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yes, just go." I sighed.
I heard him walk out and I turned off the water to the sink and pulled out one of the paper towels. I started drying off my hands and it caught on fire. Dropping it in the sink I turned on the water again to put out the flames.
"What…did I just do?" I asked myself looking at my hands then back at the black specks that were still in the sink.