Troublesome Siblings

Finally it was lunch time for the busy Kizuna Academy scholars. Many ate their lunches in their classrooms, and went to go hang out with friends in the hallway of the advanced school. Like any other school, there were certain social groups that seemed to flock together at all times. There were the rich kids from Nokawia, the wannabe punks from Nadashiki, the bustling city folk from Shibakuzoi, and even the more reserved kids from the small town of Hayabusa. And that wasn't even all of them. Being a transfer student from another a region had thrown a young male, by the name of Tsurinai Naito, into the center of the weird cliches. With his family being rather well off, and he himself being one of the head of his class, it seemed almost obvious that he'd end up with the Nokawia bunch. However, he refused to join a singular posse. It was against his very nature. Long before he transferred into Kizuna Academy, Naito had made the decision to analyse people as a whole. If he was to subject himself to a certain type of person, he'd be excluding important variables to his 'end game.' Of course he was invited to have lunch with others, but he decided to take this time to rethink his approach on taking control of Kizuna Academy by the end of the semester. So to get a good distance away from everyone where he'd have time to think to himself, he had made his way to the rooftop of the school. With the cold weather, thanks to the time of year and winter just now ending, not many students wanted to be up in the melting snow and ice.

Standing towards the outter rim of the rooftop with his arms crossed infront of his chest, Naito would be staring towards the front gates of the school. He wore his usual school uniform which consisted of black trousers, black shoes, and a white dress shirt. Over this dress shirt was a black long sleeved light jacket. Instead of having his arms tucked within the sleeves, he instead had the jacket buttoned around his neck so it was hanging off his shoulders freely. There were other students spread out across the rooftop of the school building, but they mostly kept to themselves. Perhaps they were looking for some peace and quiet aswell. Though if that was the case, they could have went into the library. Instead of questioning them, Naito remained quiet upon the rooftop, almost as if he was awaiting someone's arrival. In all honesty, he hadn't told anyone where he was going, but he knew his sister had a sort of radar to where he was most of the time. It was only a matter of time before she would show up.

Reaching into his pocket, he'd remove his cellphone and stare at the screen with narrowed eyes. There was plenty of time before the small break ended, so he didn't need to head back any time soon. ". . ." Without saying a word, the silver haired teen would pocket his phone and let out a short breath. He couldn't help but resent his family for shipping him off to such a place just to get him out of their hair. Was it that much of a threat around the household? Hell, was that much of a threat with being in the same region? Though annoying, it was okay. He would use this new area as a stepping stone to becoming the number one person in all of Japan. After all, when he controlled everything they wouldn't be able to take anything from him. Not his possessions, nor his time of day.

Naito would be lying if he wasn't partially caught off guard by his sister's sudden appearance. Though it did almost cause him to flinch, he remained stationary and only closed his eyes. The constant frown that was usually on his face would stay plastered, as he searched for the words to say to his little sister. Though not related by blood, it was safe to say their family bond was as real as it could ever be. For the fact that she knew he was an antagonizing person, yet still wanted to be around him, made him rather curious to her motives. Either way, the silver haired boy had made a pledge to "love" everyone, and so he would return her feelings. Though, there was a major difference between how much he admired her, to how much she admired him. He wasn't borderline obsessed, after all. What would it hurt to show some affection?

With a deep breath, Naito would tilt his head to the side so his bangs would shift and reveal both his eyes. Uncrossing his arms, he'd lift his left hand and place in on top of his sister's head. "Oh is it lunch time already, Litte Sister? I'm surprised that you can keep track of time so easily, but I should have expected this. You are a part of student council, after all. A group of overachievers, heh!" Though he made a sort of laughing nose, his face never actually broke into a smile. Instead, he patted his sister's head like a owner would pat the head of their pet. That was one of Naito's main problems when it came to interacting with other people. He saw them more like pets and less like equals. Perhaps this was from a superiority complex, but it did drive him to put everyone on leashes. And by leashes, this meant he wished to control them all.

Walking over to a bench, Naito would take his jacket and use it as a makeshift blanket for himself. It probably would have been nice to give his sister the jacket instead, but his mind didn't exactly work that way. Crossing his arms over his chest and folding one leg over the other, Naito would look towards his sister with his usual calm expression. However, this time he had a slight smile upon his face. What a rare occasion! For a person who usually had a frown on his face the majority of the day, smiling was like using muscles he never knew he had. "Come, little sister. Take a seat. Tell me about student council, and how your classes are going. I'm sure..mom and dad.." Just saying the two words made his eye sort of twitch. "..would be interested in how well you're doing."