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Um. Kake-chan.

Zakeru is RICH like his cousin Sethera.

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Alright then.

The first day of a new year. The Lupin twins hastened their walk to the shiny black sports car parked in the driveway. The great Keita Lupin, already in the drivers seat.

Keita was the seemingly young father of Aichii and Daisuke Lupin, great company boss that owned most of the various companies in the area, varying from hospitals to toy companies. Most top companies feared this man who seemed to slowly conquer the area. His side job, a fantastic writer whose books usually turn into movies, is how he met Uia Lupin, star actress who stared in one of his previous movies. They said it was love at first sight, although it is hard to believe now for the couple hardly seem to have any interest in each other.

The twins had their licenses, but the father insisted he escort the new drivers for now.
The ride was awkwardly silent, but thankfully not too long for they didn't live far from the school.

 Keita hopped out and opened the door for his sons. One following the other they emerged from the left side, carrying their black bags. The three of them standing together like they did didn't appear to be father and sons, but rather three brothers. Keita looked deceiving young for his age and very similar to his twin sons who took after him more than their Japanese mother. All were stunningly beautiful, turning the students eyes to gawk at the family.
The whole school knew who the were, the richest students at the academy, so naturally they would stare at the cool twins in front of them, escorted by their famous father who had his own fans. The second Keita drove away, the students made a path for the boys, some girls attempting to confess to them, but in vain for they were run over from others who were trying to get close.

They entered the building together, heading for their first period of anatomy they had.

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Yukiya Tsuganomi was a young, frail boy of fifteen years. He was clumsy and looked girlish, popular with both the girls and boys. Spacing out was a regular thing for him, but he made up for it with his grades that he seemed to easily receive. Truth be told, he works very hard for his marks, sometimes staying up all night surrounded by books.

He was a small pretty boy, and if it wasn't for his lack of knowledge when it came to love, he could be dating someone by now. However, he often unknowingly overlooked love confessions, hurting others unintentionally.

He couldn't ride a bike, having no balance or stamina, so he walked to school. He refused to ride the bus for such a short distance. So everyday he would say goodbye to his aunt and walk to school.
Half an hour later he would arrive for his first day at a new school. Entrance exams labeled him second place in scores, but he hoped he could live up to his ti[injection]tle.

He traveled far, to a different country, to be here, so he couldn't let his grades slip. Being a foreigner and leaving his family was hard, but he had to take this opportunity for granted and excel, he hoped to even bump up to number one.

Arriving at the entrance gate, he prepared himself for his first day in a foreign academy.

Zakeru watched with mild interested as his two younger siblings ran around their house with the energy only five-year-olds could have this early in the morning. Zackari and Trisdane may be half-brothers only and their father Zakeru's step-dad, but he loved them all. He especially loved helping out in his father's shop. Even though the family was already loaded considering the patriarch of the entire family was the head of a major weapons industry and the matriarch was a very successful author; despite their advanced age.

"Sethera!" Zakeru yelled as he pulled on his leather riding jacket. "We need to get going!" The male pulled his gray and black hair back into a ponytail. Just so he wouldn't get helmet hair. His cousin was taking his time, but the orange eyed boy knew why. Today was the anniversary of Sethera's parent's murder. The family still didn't know why or who did it, but their oldest cousin was out looking for revenge.

Zakeru checked the time on his phone. "Seriously Sethera, get down here!" Now, he was starting to get angry. "We're going to be late for first period!"

Suddenly, he felt a hesitant pull on the bottom hem of his leather jacket. With his orange eyes blazing, he glanced to his side to find nobody there. But he quickly adjusted his gaze downwards. Standing there was little Trisdane, the younger twin. His anger quickly dissipated when he saw the fear in his little brother's eyes. Crouching down, he set his hands on both sides of Trisdane's face and kissed his little brother's forehead.

"Forgive me," he murmured. "What is it?"

"Sethera is alweady outside," the little boy said. Zakeru cracked a smile and watched as Trisdane ran off again after his older twin.

Zakeru left to find Sethera already on his own custom chopper decked out in his leather jacket and his schoolbag in a saddlebag. Besides his cousin was Zakeru's own custom, steampunk chopper. Without saying a word, Zakeru mounted his own bike, started it up, and slid on his helmet before the two cousins sped off towards their school.

Although it didn't take them very long, they sped into the parking lot and claimed one spot since their two bikes didn't take up that much room. Turing off their machines and dismounting, the two split ways.

Sethera off to Anatomy. And Zakeru off to AP Chemistry.

Leanna heard her mom running behind her. She turned around and focused her eyes on her, trying to pick up any details she could. It was hard being blind, as she couldn't pick up much about her surrounding, but she could tell her mom was holding a orange and white helmet. She sighed.

Mom, it's only a few miles away. It's going to be fine, and it will give me helmet hair on my first day. I don't want to look like an idiot, I have enough going against me as is.

"Sweetheart, just wear it."

Her mom stuffed the helmet on her head and strapped it. Leanna took it off and re-adjusted it so it wouldn't make her look too horrible. She fixed the little cap under her helmet so as to protect her hair.

I'm going mom.

"Be careful sweetheart."

Leanna hopped onto her little Vespa scooter and set off. Most people thought it was idiotic to let someone blind drive, but she had had special lessons for it, and her scooter was bright white and orange like an orange cream pop; it was impossible not to see her.

She set off and sped towards the school, going as fast as she could. She wanted to get there early so she could get to know her teachers.

She arrived in a couple minutes. She reached out and opened the doors. She walked in and set off on her way, mostly relying on memory, to AP Biology.