Aura

C H A P T E R 1

Haruka POV

The sun glared down at me, the sound of birds chirping could be heard from around me. A gentle breeze passed through, rustling the trees surround the school where I would soon be staying at for a couple of years...Roku Academy.

I stood there silently, admiring the school in awe, holding my luggage close to me. The beautiful sight was soon blocked by a large shadow, a frown tugged at my plump lips. I sighed, remembering that I'd still be surrounded and followed by bodyguards. They gave me a glance before glancing back towards the front and proceeding to walk into the school premises. My frown immediately disappeared as an enchanting smile itself known, excited for my first year in the Academy.

I tugged my luggage closer to me as we got closer to the main office. We stopped in front of a small window, a lady stood behind a modern looking computer, looking very concentrated. This didn't seem to bother me, but my Bodyguards gave a harsh grunt, succeeding in getting the attention of the middle-aged lady. She looked up in surprise, that is the only emotion I could see on her face from the small gap between the two oversized men in front of me.

"Hello, how can I be of service? Sir's," Her tone of voice had a certain tone to it, one that I have from various women my father and I have encountered during outings. The men shuffled to the side revealing my smaller self, her eyes followed them before shifting onto me, her face dropping. She rolled her eyes, an action that didn't go unnoticed by the men surrounding me, before plopping back into her chair.

"Name." She spoke boredly, but it didn't stop me from putting a gentle smile on my face.

"Haruka. Kim Haruka," I responded in a soft, gentle voice. Her fingers moved quickly, typing in, what I'm assuming, my name before she seemed to freeze up suddenly. Her face morphed into fear, her eyes expressing utter fear and her hands shaking as she moved her gaze from the computer onto my feminine face, making eye contact with my innocent eyes. She stood up quickly, bowing in a 90-degree angle and began to profusely apologize, I blinked in slight shock.

"Y-you d-don't need to do t-that, Miss, "I spoke flustered by her actions, waving my hands gently. "A-all I need i-is my s-schedule."

She stopped, glancing up at me with a blush on her face as awe took over features 'An a-angle. An utter Angle!' She snapped out of her daze, taking in my words before she was suddenly rushing around quickly and typing furiously into the computer. The sound of a printer was heard, reaching over she gathered the papers, stapling them before handing them over to me with a bow. I gave her a soft smile before taking, she then proceeded to go over my classes, locker, and dorm room in which I was thankful. I bowed in thanks, the men blocking me from her sight once again before making my way down the hall and towards the boys' dorms.

I looked up at the door in front of me the numbers sticking out against the brown wooden door, '306'.I knocked, not hearing an answer, then advanced to open the door using the keys I was given. I pushed the door open and took in the sight in front of me. The room had two beds, located on the left of the room with extra space in between. 2 plain white doors were on the right side, possibly leading to the closet. Another door was on the right side of the room, looking in, I noticed 2 sinks, a large mirror, and two shower stalls opposite from one another with a small door to enter and leave as you please. I noticed that in one stall there were hygiene products and a washcloth hanging on the door with a large grey towel. The walls were white with soft grey patterns stretching across. Walking back into the room the bed away from the window was neatly made with navy blue sheets and overall seemed to have a broody aura. Looking over to the right, I noticed the oversized men had taken upon themselves to apply my bedsheets. I thanked them and then proceeded to walk over the window which now had soft pink curtains, pushing the outwards I was welcomed by a soft breeze and the welcoming light. I took a deep breath and turned back around, now noticing that my side of the room was a lot brighter than my roommates the navy blue contrasting greatly against the light shade of pink I had on my side of the room. Two desks were located side by side right in between the two beds. Smiling, I turned towards my bodyguards and excused them wanting to finish unpacking by myself. Closing the door, I tugged both my luggage up and on my bed before proceeding to slide open the closet door. An hour later, soft pastel sweaters, oversized hoodies, cardigans, and button up shirts were hanging from inside the closet, my jeans on the top shelf, and shoes on the bottom shelf; overall my closet was as bright as my bed and didn't have a single dark color in sight, except a few of my shoes. I smiled, satisfied with my closet, closing the doors I mad my way towards the white dresser which stood right at the foot of my bed. Opening the top drawer I inserted my berets, color coding them, before moving on to the next. In the second drawer, I put in my panties (throughout my whole life our errand runners only bought me panties, the reason I didn't argue with them being that they were a lot more comfortable and prettier than men's underwear) color coding just like I did with my berets. Underneath my panty drawer, I organized my socks in columns and by their length. For example, I put my ankle socks on the far left and as I continued to make my way to the right the socks lengthened. Finally, in the last drawer, I put in all my emergency medical supplies just in case. Standing up from my bent over position, I stretched, hearing a satisfying pop and then continued my unpacking.

A couple of hours later, I finished unpacking and even managed to restock the kitchen which stood in my roommate's side of the room. The sun had set a while ago, classes were over, but there seemed to be no sight of my roommate. Clad in pajamas, consisting of a hoodie and a pair of panties with high socks, I stared at the door before sighing and laid in bed shifting so that I was facing the window where the moon bathed me in its light. Staring at the moon, I felt my eyes get heaving before I fell into slumber.

My sleep was disturbed by a mysterious grunt of pain in the middle of the night. I heard a thud and a muffled string of curses making me silently shift towards the noise. My eyes soon zoned onto a dark figure on the floor, his arm gripping onto what I guessed was a wound. I silently stood up, the unknown male's eyes snapped up to mine, "Are you okay?" I asked my voice angelic but filled with worry as I sat there with my blanket pooled around me. His eyes widened before they suddenly closed and his body collapsed to the floor, right before he collapsed all he thought was 'Why is there a girl in my room much less the boy's dorm.'

Gasping, I quickly caught his head before he could damage himself even more. Turning him over, I glanced over his body and noticed a wound on his abdomen. I quickly fetched my first aid kit, wrapping his wounds expertly before dragging him to his bed. I noticed the school's crest on his blazer and his student number, which was stamped onto my dorm's door meaning this unknown male was my roommate! I controlled myself from getting too excited and tucked him into bed, but not before removing his shirt and blazer to wash. Searching for the medical pills which were made by our Mafia's doctor, his aura being Medication creation, the pills were separated into three bottles, one could heal any poisons or rid any infection, another could heal any minor wounds like stabs or scrapes, and the last one could heal any fatal wounds before it descends into resurrection. Finding the correct one, I popped open the lid and proceeded to place it in the wound silently apologizing when I noticed his wince and groan of pain. The pill dissolved and spread around the wound, a thin lavender line slowly stitching together the wound. I rewrapped the wound before glancing up towards his relieved face. He had sharp features for a teen, his black hair stuck against his head by sweat, his sharp eyes fluttering slightly, his long eyelashes caressing his cheekbones and his thin lips slightly parted. I snapped out of my daze with a small embarrassed blush, standing and beginning to clean up the slight mess.

I gave a small yawn as I laid back onto my bed and welcoming sleep once more. 

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I'll be uploading another story, probably, next Thursday. Then the next Thursday I'll upload another chapter of Aura.

Goodbye Children!!!!