The Path of a Nameless God

Chapter 1: Please Teacher

Sobbing, the child looked sorrowfully at the sheet of paper his teacher had handed him. "If you could have one wish granted, what would it be?"

Mother and Father always give me everything I want. I have nothing left to want, so how do I answer? I wish I had something I wanted...That's it. I'd wish for something to wish for!

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The future plans report fluttered aimlessly to the ground, all spaces blank other than those of absolute fact. Akira was plain done trying to please his parents and teachers, and he had been for a long time. He didn't know what he wanted to do with his life, and they needed to accept that. If they couldn't, then he guessed they could go stuff themselves. Their feelings weren't his problem as far as he was concerned.

Akira came from a wealthy family, but that brought him no happiness. His parents couldn't give any less of a damn about him as long as he made the family look good. Needless to say, Akira wasn't interested that particular hobby.

The teacher had his back to the board as Akira ran a hand through his bleached-orange hair. Perfect. A smirk blossomed on his face as his he shot out of his seat and called his teacher's name.

The tired old man turned, knowing he was in for something unpleasant. "Yes, Mr. Sakamoto? Is there something you need?"

"Yes!" Akira bowed deeply at the waist as he announced his request proudly, "Sensei, please fuck me in the ass!"

This earned several snickers from the class. The teacher nearly broke his chalk on the board, and tried desperately to swallow the lump of dread in his throat. Eventually, he managed to spit out the words, "Mr. Sakamoto, I am suspending you until further notice, as per the chairman's request, due to your inappropriate behavior! Please gather your things and leave the grounds immediately!"

Smiling, Akira stood up tall. "Yes, Sensei, sir! I understand, sir! I accept my punishment, sir!"

Akira could tell that the poor man was about to lose his temper as he borderline yelled the command, "Stop dawdling and leave now! I will not tolerate you any longer!"

Again, Akira smirked, causing the teacher to hold his breath in anticipation. The boy gathered his things, and made his way to the door before turning on his heel. "Yes, Daddy!"

With those words, Akira, the rich boy who cared not for the unnecessary time spent in a classroom that taught him nothing, ran and launched himself out of the 5th floor window.

The students were terrified, but not shocked. They collectively ran to the windows to see if their favorite trouble-maker had finally lost it and jumped to his death. They never expected what they saw.

There, on the ground, was Akira, gazing up at them, waving before walking towards the school gates, completely unharmed.

A/N: What did you think? Isn't Akira just charming? ;D This first chapter is rather short, but I simply couldn't think of a better place to end it. I may move these scenes around when I get to editting it if I decide to publish, but this should be fine for now, right? I'd like to start on Akami's side, but this was brilliantly put together for a first draft without planning, so I was very eager to share it with you all! I mean, it'll be trash a year from now, but right now, I love it!

~Rachel

Edit: My GOD this is awful!!!!!!