A new student was introduced to Cherryton Academy. All the animals were excited to meet the new person. However, things are going to change when they found out that this student isn't what they expected him to be.
Especially a proud, harlequin rabb...
Arthur was flapping his wings as hard as he could.
This weekend, he was learning how to fly with Aoba at a flying school. Every animal that flew needed a license to show that they are able to fly freely in the sky. All avians are excited about the lessons but Arthur was the only one that was nervous about the whole ordeal.
Mostly because there were so many sounds overlapping in the room, Arthur couldn't help but cover his ears so that he doesn't get a throbbing headache. That and Louis' worry about Legosi' strange activity he doesn't know of.
Let's not forget he would be killed if he squeaked out anything to do with his hybrid patron. As much as he is earning money, Melon was the sort of animal to make Camazotz hideaway. The Honduran white bat could tell that the whole Shishigumi were afraid of him.
He felt sorry for a pride of lions that control the Black Market and that almost tried to eat him. They were just as trapped as him when it came to Melon. He eavesdropped a night ago about how they were planning to kill the hybrid so that they could take back their own territory without harming anyone.
Then again, who was he to judge? Crime and business weren't his strong suit.
'Tek would've been excited about this,' Arthur thought to himself about his old raven friend. Just then, Aoba perched next to him, causing Arthur to turn his head at the bald eagle's direction.
"Arthur, are you okay?" asked Aoba, his tone full of concern. "Was the lesson today exhausting for you?"
"Oh no," Arthur assured him, shaking his head. "I just had a on my mind. You don't have to worry about me."
He felt the bald eagle grasped his two fingers gently. Arthur couldn't help but return the gesture with a squeeze. "Arthur, I do care about you. I mean ever since you transferred to Cherryton, you experienced a lot. And I MEAN a lot."
Arthur laughed, revealing his toothy grin. "I know. It's just that we're in our final years and then there's application to universities. Some of the students I've eavesdropped are planning to work straight away. I'm just...you know..."
"Stuck?"
Arthur nodded, wrapping his wings around himself. "Not only that, I would love to feel Mizuchi again. We do talk from our voice messages but it is not the same as feeling her close to me. Is that odd?"
"Not at all, Arthur."
Both the bat and eagle completed their flying lessons for the day. They decided to have a drink at a cafe, which Arthur figured it might clear his mind about his new life. He still couldn't believed that he was now a club president, let alone working for a dangerous gang while trying to keep a passable grade in school.
Arthur traced the rim of his teacup, feeling the smooth texture while his ears picked up a few footsteps and the sound of beverages being poured. He wasn't sure how he could managed as well as voice messaging Mizuchi.
He mentally noted to himself to set up a small outing for him and the harlequin rabbit one of these weekends.
Just then, the doors of the cafe swung open with the 'ding' of the bell. The chattering conversation slowly became mute as the approaching footsteps were getting closer to where he and Aoba were at.
"Stay close to me, Arthur," Aoba instructed, feeling his friend's wing laid on his shoulders. Arthur sipped his tea, trying to concentrate on the beverage rather than the growing fear that crept in his stomach.
"Hello boys," the voice of the most-respected herbivore greeted, feeling his presence in front of him. Arthur straightened his position, turning his head at the voice's direction.
"How well do you know about hybrids?"
...
'Where there is beauty, there is depravity,' Arthur thought to himself as he played his violin. During the meeting at the cafe, Yafya had informed him about Melon. Not only Melon was a homicidal maniac, he had been Yafya's target for a while to the point he recruited Legosi to capture him.
Legosi, according to the stallion, went through a lot during those missions while he himself was earning money from a pinch or two!
After hearing about what happened to the grey wolf, Arthur wanted nothing more than to be there for him. Despite being far apart, Arthur kept Legosi in his memories. If it weren't for him, the Honduran white bat wouldn't be where he was at the moment.
He was glad that Aoba was told to go back to Cherryton. At least he could protect the school while the Honduran white bat will have to find his way to survive on his own.
While playing a tune on his violin, he hoped to draw a crowd so that Yafya could seek out Melon with ease. His fur was bristled, feeling the crowd coming closer to where he stood. Closing his eyes, he focused on the music rather than what was around him.
He wanted nothing more than a cup of tea, a slice of lavender cake and Mizuchi by his side.
"Mama, is that the blind bat from the news?"
"Wow, he's smaller than I thought!"
"Must be a nightmare to be blind all the time..."
Arthur played his music louder, moving a little bit as if the tune was taking his wing into a waltz. He still couldn't believe what life had offered him: more responsibilities and a reckless mission that might end up on a carnivore's platter.
When he finished his song, he bowed his head when he heard a few claps. Despite a small audience, Arthur wanted to cover his face with his wings out of embarrassment. No matter what happens to him, he was glad that Mizuchi was safe and far away from this madhouse!
"Impressive as always, Arthur," a soft hissing voice praised him. The Honduran white bat reached out a wing, his two fingers felt something cool and then bumpy when he traced the figure. He smiled at the figure's direction.
"Thank you, Isaiah. So, here on a mission or stop to smell the flowers. If you can actually smell through that-"
"A bit of both!" the young Dokugumi replied, he could detect bashfulness in his tone. "I came here to get you. We're having a meeting at the Jade Palace restaurant."
"B-but I have my own mission!" Arthur protested, clutching the violin close to his chest. He felt Isaiah's scaly hand stroke him between his ears. It was rough but relaxing to the touch.
"I know but your friend is there as well as those kitty cats and your foxy mom. We'll tell you our plan when we get there."
'Nocturna help me,' Arthur thought to himself before nodding his head. "Alright but please refrain from calling my mother foxy, even though she is a fox."
Isaiah laughed, kneeling down so that Arthur could climb his back. He mentally noted to disinfect his back later. "Okay, okay! I can see why bats have been popular lately..."
Author's Note: Also sorry I took so long to write since I've been busy publishing my 2nd novel. This novel was inspired by Beastars itself and is now available! It's called "Gryphon Cross: Shadowed Scales"
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