The Farewell of The Bespectacled Beauty

Part one

Hey guys! Here is the first chapter of my KNK fanfiction! I really hope you like it and it helps you get over the crippling anticipation for the movie that comes out this spring. I know it's along way away, however, you shant lose hope now, my darlings, for I shall help you fight that nostalgia and replace it with that warm and fuzzy feeling you got when you first started watching the anime!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter One ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Akihito didn't understand his dream. He didn't know where he was, nor what he was doing there. He was in some sort of room. It was cold, as if someone had opened a window. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end when he saw a tiny green flame flicker to life in the center of the room and begin to expand. As though someone had poured gasoline on it, the flame manifested into a ginormous green inferno. The confused half-youmu stumbled back, shielding his eyes from the blinding light. A moment later the heat and light ebbed away and in its place stood a cloaked figure. "Who are you," Akihito asked the figure. The figure was unresponsive. "Hello?"

"Kanbara Akihito," Boomed a deep voice.

"What?" the boy asked

"Kanbara Akihito," It repeated. "I am correct when I say you have recently confessed your love to a creature of the opposite sex, am I not?" The voice echoed throughout the room.

Akihito thought for a moment "Oh you mean Kuriyama-san? Yeah, I guess you could say that." He said sheepishly, a slight blush dusted his cheeks at the thought of his Bespectacled Beauty.

"I have foreseen that a tragedy will strike, a tragedy that will change your life forever. I will not go into detail, however, I WILL tell you one thing: cherish your time with the one you hold close to your heart; for if you do not, you will not have any time left." Those words sent a chill down his spine

"What do you mean 'will not have time left'?" Akihito asked.

"I have already said too much. I must go now, I am sure we will meet again, Kanbara Akihito." The figure began to dissolve into ash.

"Hey, wait! Explain to me what you mean! Hey!" Akihito sighed and gave up.

Akihito woke up a moment later in his room. He heard someone rapping (A/N: Rapping, not Raping) on the front door and a voice faintly calling, "Senpai? Senpai are you dead?" He chuckled, already knowing who was at the door.

"One moment, Kuriyama-san." He walked over to the door and unlocked it. He opened the door to find Mirai standing there impatiently.

"You're still not dressed? How Unpleasant." His Bespectacled Beauty was clad with her usual oversized pink sweater, her blue skirt, the bandage wrapped around her right hand, and her magnificent red-framed glasses. She poked his cheek "Senpai, stop staring at me and get dressed. We're going to be late all because of you." Mirai chided. He blushed a little.

"Sorry, your glasses are just so inviting. The way they are perfectly positioned on your nose and the sun reflecting off of the frames at the best angle they-"

"Senpai!" She interrupted.

"Sorry, I'll get dressed now. Come in." He stepped aside to let her in. "How unpleasant." She muttered as she walked past him.

It only took Akihito a few moments to get dressed and make himself presentable. He stood in front of his bathroom mirror with a comb trying to get his mess of cowlicks to stay down, but he just gave up after a while. He walked back into the den and grabbed his bag, "Kuriyama-san, lets go." He called into the kitchen as he was putting his shoes on. She came out of the kitchen with one muffin in her mouth and another one in her hand ready to be wolfed down as well. Akihito sighed and shook his head "Jeez, Kuriyama-san."

She glared at him "Shut up, Senpai, I didn't have breakfast today." She said with her mouth full.

Their walk to school was quiet up until Mitsuki ran up to them with her Youmu familiar, Yakiimo (A/N: I have recently learned that the word Yakiimo literally means "Baked Sweet Potato" is that adorable or what?) curled up in her shirt "A-ki-hi-to~!" She sang and flicked his ear.

"What do you want?" He asked grumpily. The Nase girl unwrapped a sucker and stuck it in her mouth, her cheek bulging out on one side .

"I wanted to tell you, Mr. Grumpy, that Hiroomi and I wont be going to the club room today," Mitsuki said, speaking with a slight lisp due to the candy in her mouth. "we have some family matters to attend to."

Akihito nodded. "Alright." Together the three walked to their classes in silence.

After school Mirai and Akihito met in the quiet club room. Mirai was tending to her banzai and Akihito tried to focus on his book but his eyes kept moving from the words on the pages to the girl in front of him. Then he began to think about his dream 'cherish your time with her'. The figure's voice echoed in his mind. "Hey, Kuriyama-san, what are you doing tonight?" He asked. Mirai put down her gardening tools and turned to face him.

"Well Sakura and I were going to go shopping but I think we're going to put that off until Ayaka pays me. Why do you ask?"

He closed his book "Well I was thinking that maybe we could do something together tonight, like dinner or something like that."

Mirai blushed and crossed her arms, "How unpleasant." She muttered.

"So is that a yes?" Akihito asked, slightly amused at how stubborn she was.

"Maybe." Mirai muttered, not looking at him. He smiled at her childishness and got up from his chair. He walked over to his Bespectacled Beauty and embraced her. He may not act like it, but he really loves Mirai, he loves her more than anyone or anything in the world. Akihito once again thought about his dream. The cloaked figure had said something about a tragedy striking, if that dream WASN'T just a dream and a tragedy was actually going to strike he really hopped that it wasn't going to happen tonight.

Mirai removed her face from his chest and looked up at him. "Senpai? Are you okay?" She asked, sounding kind of concerned. Akihito shook his head to clear it and smiled down at her.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He said tenderly as he fixed her crooked glasses. He leaned down and kissed her head, causing her to blush slightly, and embraced her once more. He would make sure there would be no tragedy. He would do everything in his power to make his Bespectacled Beauty happy.