Antic Cafe no Exorcist (Blue Exorcist fic)

Easy Fascination

So I really hope you guys like this. I can't possibly be the only who sees the (many) resemblances. Let me know what you think of this.
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Class had already started. I slipped into a seat in the back of the classroom hoping I wouldn't be seen. I quietly slipped my book-bag off of my shoulders and quickly pulled out a text book. I looked at it and sighed to myself. Wrong book. I pulled out another. Wrong book. And a third. Wrong book. I tilted my head to the side and heaved my over-stuffed book-bag onto my lap and quickly riffled through its contents.

My head met the table, a loud thunk resounding around the room. Face meet table, table meet my face. I had left my book on the breakfast table. At home. In KYOTO. I groaned, the noise somewhat muffled because of the table being in the way.

"Shima-kun," my teacher inquired, "is everything all right? I couldn't help but notice that you were late to class. What do you have to say for yourself?"

I sighed into the table and lifted my head. "I've forgotten my text book on the kitchen table in my rush leaving home from break and I had completely spaced that I was moved up in classes," I said all in one breath. I tried not to groan out of frustration a second time and, instead, brought my hands up to fiddle with the bobbie pins in my hair. So it's a nervous tic. Your point? "I had gone to my old class and Sensei had to remind me that I had been skipped up in classes." It's no wonder I was deemed the family idiot. I am such a space-case. "Sorry," I said. "I'll make a quick trip home this weekend and grab my book."

"That sounds like a huge hassle just for a book," I hear from the table to my right. I look over to see a boy about my age with black hair that was falling into his eyes. I nod—because, well, he was right. It was. "Come sit over here and I'll share mine with you. It's sort of lonely being alone at a table anyway," he mused to himself but loud enough that I could hear him.

"Thank you, Shinya-san," Sensei said with a respectful bow of her head.

I grabbed my bag and moved across the way to sit with the boy—Shinya-san she had called him. "Hi," I said timidly with a small wave.

He smiled at me and for once I felt like I might be alright. Since coming here anyway. I was always alright at home. More than alright, actually. I had my parents, my brothers, and the woods, not to mention those dreaded Houjou sisters, but what's the good without a little of the bad? Am I right?

"Are you okay?" I heard him ask, a concerned look in place of the friendly smile I had last seen.

I zoned back into reality and grinned. "Perfectly," I answered and got a shake of the head in response. "Just thinking that this year might not be as bad as I thought. This is my first year away from home, after all."

"Where is home for you anyway?" he inquired politely, starting up some casual conversation.

"I grew up in Kyoto," I told him.

He blanched and gave me a look that half-said I had lost it and half-wondering if I truly had gone insane. "And you want to go all the way back there just to get a text book?" he asked incredulously, probably completely wondering if I really HAD gone insane.

I nodded. "Yes, that I left on the dining room table in my haste to eat breakfast and make sure I got here in time to start classes."

"You're borrowing my book," he insisted, practically shoving it into my hands. A moment later the bell rang, signaling the end of class. "Even if that means that I need to make copies."

"Ohkay," I said, dragging the word out a bit. I had no qualms with that whatsoever. Even if his intensity was a little bit odd. I wasn't used to that, even at home. Well, not toward me anyway.

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It turns out that Shinya-kun was in all of my morning classes. I didn't see him in any of my classes after lunch so I have no idea if he even attends the cram school classes at the academy but that didn't make day any less interesting.

My esquire classes had some pretty interesting people in them as well. No, I'm not using that as an insult. Why do people think of interesting as a bad thing anyway? I mentally shrugged as I continued writing in my journal. And there were some that I found not only interesting, but utterly fascinating as well. Saitou-san being one of them. Despite being male he had absolutely no qualms in wearing a skirt to classes today.

I shut my journal and pulled out a piece of notebook paper and started to write home.

Hi Ma, hey Pops,
How are you guys doing? Hopefully the temple is still holding up. Did you happen to see a text book sitting on the dining room table after I left? Yeah, that would be mine. Heh. Oops.

Juu-nii-san,
I miss you and Ren-chan. I wish I was closer to home but I'm slowly making friends. This semester will be different than the last one. I can feel it. I'm doing my best to stay out of trouble, but my spacey-ness isn't helping anything. I was late for classes this morning because it completely slipped my mind that I was skipped up. Heh heh. Oh well.

But I'm counting it a blessing that I forgot my book on the dining room table because I actually made a friend through doing so. At least, I think that's what we are now—friends. Who else is going to shove their text book into your arms and say, "You're borrowing my book" in complete seriousness? He even took my bag from me when I set the book down and proceeded to shove his text book into my bag instead.

My esquire classes are coming along as well. I think some of the classes might have gotten switched around from last semester because I'm seeing new faces in my cram school classes and some of the ones from last semester aren't in my classes now.

Anyway, I love you guys and I promise to write everyday. Ren-chan, tell Ryuji-san and Koneko-chan that I say hi. And you kids stay out of trouble, ya hear? You too, Juu-nii-san. Don't do something I wouldn't do.

I folded up the letter and stuck it folder pocket in the back of my notebook with the few other loose papers I had. I then proceeded to pull out the textbook that Shinya-kun forced me to borrow and studied up on what I missed today and browsed over what we were going to study tomorrow.
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I'm proud of this chapter. I really think I captured bits of Miku's personality as well as Kinzou's. This blended together so easily. And I can see Kanon being able to balance Kinzou out. A part with Bou will be coming up in the next chapter, don't worry. And as for Teruki, I'm not really sure how to add him in yet because the age differences are going to stay as is. It works for what I'm trying to do here.