Futago
Two continents

"Hotaru..! hyks hyks. Ikanaid! (Don't go!)."

Sweat drenched in black pillows and wrinkled sheets were strongly attracted.

"Ji chaaan.., doko e ikuno?. (Grandfather.., where are you going?) Ikanoid!."

Someone moved uneasily in his sleep.

"Hotaru...!!."

The sound of the scream woke the young man in dark blue pajamas, sitting on the bed. His breath hunted, his two big hands gripped the sheets and, tears fell down slowly from his beautiful eyes.

"Dreams."

Geck. Geck. Geck.

"Junger Meister, fruhstuck ist fertig. (Young master, breakfast is ready)." Sound from outside the room.

"Ja. (Yes)."

Duk duk duk duk, the sound of feet down the stairs. Warm air feels on the white skin, young people breathe a lot of cool air in that place.

"Today's weather was great." Said the beautiful woman with a beautiful smile on her face.

"Yes, after breakfast I intend to take a short walk." Ayumi nodded her hands busy preparing breakfast for her son.

"Don't take too long, you have a schedule to meet with miss Karessa later." Ayumi reminded.

"Good ma'am." Hotaru or often called Ega began to eat his breakfast.

"Om yesterday's meeting files please put it on my room table, I'll check it after meeting with miss Karessa." Hotaru.

"Good young master." Ronggo nodded at a glance.

"What's the schedule for noon?." Ronggo who was standing near the dining table was about to answer but stopped because he got a sharp glare from Ayumi.

"At the dinner table can't discuss work, how many times have you told Hotaru kun?." Ayumi pressed her last sentence.

"Sorry" said Hotaru, smiling stiffly.

A neatly cut green herd stretched out along the road. Hotaru's long legs tracing the streets beside her house, her bright brown eyeballs were spoiled by the beautiful scenery that was so beautiful to be exposed to all eyes of seeing.

The gurgling sound of water flowing from the small river calmed his heart. Hotaru walked up to the neighbor's fence, placing her hands on the fence watching the cows swarming with bells around their necks.

Klinings ... Klinings ... Klinings ...

A cool breeze hit Hotaru's face stroking her short mane, the sweet lips smiling.

"I want to bring you here someday. Are you okay in there? I haven't felt pain in a long time, you must be tired of crying." Hotaru chuckled small.

"When Yuki keeps going, you can definitely deal with her." Hotaru smiled broadly at the little cow babies chasing each other.

"Baby hulkku." Hotaru.

Zzzz... Zzzz...

"Hallo." Hotaru picked up her phone.

"Ja, ich werde bald im Krankenhaus sein (Yes, I'll be in the hospital soon)." Hotaru looked at the blue sky up there reminding her of the color of her twin sister's eyes.

"Ja miss Karessa (Yes Miss Karessa)." Hotaru put her phone in her pocket and ran back to the house.

***

Tokyo April 1, 2015.

"Ojou khan ... I put it in my bag." The middle-aged woman smiled widely.

Yuki or often called Eva wiped her lips with a handkerchief and put it on the edge of the table, stood up leaving the chair she was sitting in. The short skirt of boxes 6cm above the knee is increasingly showing the legs of the level, the, the uniform that is so fitting in Yuki's body coupled with his face and eye color makes the girl look like an action figure (character figure) from the land of Sakura.

"Waaah... Kawai.(.Cutely.)." The woman in her thirties cried with sparkling eyes and both hands cupped in front of her chest.

"Wait a minute." His hand moved to tidy up the tie in Yuki's uniform.

"Kanpeki (Perfect)." The woman smiled handing the bag to Yuki.

"It's your first day, good luck. Going straight to the teacher's room, Mizutani sensei is there." Clearly the woman, Yuki was listening in silence.

"You still remember Mizutani san who stayed for a month with us right, ojou chan?." Ask doubtfully.

"Hm." Answer Yuki.

"Do you remember the route to school?, otherwise let me drop off." Yuki walked up to the shoe rack wearing her shiny black shoes.

"No need, isn't the school close from here." Yuki opened the front door.

"Yes, twenty minutes walk from here." Later, Yuki spontaneously looks at the Japanese woman she now lives with to help do work that Yuki cannot do.

"San masamune?." Lirih Yuki's.

"Hi? (Yes?)."

"Forgetit." Yuki stepped out.

The different atmosphere, the different scenery, made Yuki feel alien there. This was the first time he had set foot in the land of sakura after such a long time. One month more precisely Yuki had lived in the country but, he never once left his house or looked out the window, too, and now the feeling of homesickness makes him linger on his way to his new school.

Several cars were seen walking past Yuki, not a few bicycles passing by on the street that morning. Yuki also met a lot of children who went to school like her, her hands occasionally holding the tip of the skirt felt uncomfortable.

Is this not too short to go to school?, her inner self.

The different shape of the building and the roof, as well as the blossoming cherry trees lined up showing its beauty, made Yuki feel calm. He really misses everything in the land of his birth.

Yuki crossed the river bridge with a ceramic carving on his side. Yuki's lips slightly raised to hear the babbling of the children using her grandfather's native language, something rippled in Yuki's heart. The girl stopped her footsteps staring at the white clouds.

A gentle breeze swept his short hair as his shoulder. After she is freed from her horrible memory in front of the basketball court first, Yuki decides to cut her hair and have the closest people call her by the Japanese name given by her grandfather.

I'm back, I'm fine, Ega. Yuki said in her heart.

After passing through the settlement for fifteen minutes, a large, spacious, and tall building, stood some distance away from the crowd. Along the way to the school gate, lies a cherry tree, a very beautiful pink tunnel.

Not many students have met Yuki, because he did choose to leave early. On the wall next to the main gate was the name of the school. Yuki paused for a moment to read the name of her new school. Oukami koukou, Yuki raised one eyebrow, rereading.

Werewolf, huh? that's not weird. My school, which used to be also named after a plant, maybe it was normal for the school, inner Yuki he saw someone pedaling a bicycle at high speed from the opposite direction and almost hit it.

"Gomen! (Sorry!)." He shouted without stopping his bike.

Yuki ignored the person, he started to enter the schoolyard. Yuki was surprised because there were already many people gathered there, they were in groups carrying banners like people want to march. They also brought their respective equipment and yelled at each other attracting the attention of new students to join their clubs.

"Join the karate club!, karate is very helpful for you to defend yourself from the thugs!." Shouting group from karate club.

"Come, join us, music club! guaranteed you'll love it!." Shouting group from the music club.

"Yes! junior-junior sweet. Join a football club!, you can be great like messi san!." Shouting groups from football clubs, and much more. They are very excited, noisy here and there making Yuki's ears feel like they want to break.

Yuki does not like this atmosphere, they are too creepy while promoting their respective clubs, what else is their body arguably tall and big. Yuki's height is not inferior to them because some time ago he grew 2cm tall but, still, they are different from students in Indonesia.

Whether I will be saved, Yuki's mind goes straight quickly because it is impossible to avoid them all, they are very numerous and everywhere.

With great effort finally Yuki managed to pass the association, he immediately entered the school which was immediately treated to rows and rows of shoe lockers. Yuki was silent for a while, which side is the locker? what number? he doesn't know.

Ting.

Just then, a message came in from his phone. Yuki immediately opened a message from Mizutani who gave her the locker number and the route to the teacher's room. After finding his locker Yuki immediately replaced the outdoor shoes with white indoor shoes, he also rushed towards the teacher's room.

On the first floor of the room at the very end, Yuki was standing in front of the door. The floor was rarely passed by the students as most of the students went straight up towards their respective classes, making Yuki slightly calm.

"Have you waited a long time?." That heavy and big voice caught Yuki's attention.

"Ohayou gozaimasu (Good morning), I just arrived." Sapa Yuki was polite while bowing her band.

"Let's go in." Yuki followed Mizutani from behind.

"It's your first day, it might be hard." Mizutani.

"It's very difficult, to get in here alone takes a lot of effort." Answer Yuki flatly.

"Hahaha, you'll get used to it later." Mizutani laughed while sitting in her chair.

"Don't think like that, just enjoy it. It's because you've been leaving your hometown too long." Yuki glanced at Mizutani and the man gave a small smile.

"I'm the son of your grandfather's old friend, there's no way Ms. Lusi can leave you to an unknown person." Yuki circulated his shoulders indifferently, his eyeballs sweeping through the entire room.

There have been many teachers who have come, Inner Yuki.

"Find a lot of friends, so you can adapt here quickly." Mizutani said, some teachers looked at Yuki.

"Oh, they always look at me with weird looks." Yuki.

"Any?." Mizutani.

"Hm, like the teachers there." Yuki circulated her chin at a glance, Mizutani followed the direction that Yuki was pointing at.

"Well, you're striking. Even if you stand still and do nothing you still attract attention." Mizutani.

"Because of the color of my eyes." Lirih Yuki's.

"That's one of them, and the rest is because it's you. You were born that way." Yuki suddenly felt annoyed at Mizutani's reply.

"In the meantime, bell, we need to get ready. The new student admissions show is about to begin." Mizutani stood up, some teachers had also left the room.

"What about me?." Yuki asked, he just entered today and it was impossible to just walk in.

"Follow marching on the back, after the ceremony is over wait for me here."

The ceremony which was filled by the headmaster and first-class student representatives was held in a large hall with a high stage at the end of the room. Yuki sat alone in the back seat, making it easier for her to escape straight to the teacher's room.

The aura of the people there is very different, making Yuki not easy to ignore them as he always did. This sucks, being a new student is really not that bad, inner Yuki.

After the ceremony, Yuki escapes to the teacher's room, waiting for Mizutani there. Five minutes Yuki waited, finally the person he was waiting for came as well.

"Your feet are fast, too, trying to get into a running club?." Ask Mizutani.

"Don't joke." Answer Yuki flatly. Mizutani laughed softly.

"Yamanaka sensei, this is your new student, please help." Mizutani bowed to the female teacher beside her desk.

"Please help." Yuki bowed politely.

"Okay, I'm your homeroom teacher. Yamanaka Ishika, greetings." Yamanaka smiled looking at Yuki.

"Then, we go first Mizutani sensei." Yamanaka.

"Good luck with your day." Mizutani's words tried to encourage Yuki, but sounded like a mockery in the girl's ear.

Yamanaka takes Yuki up the stairs while explaining the layout of the school.

"Floor one is mostly for practice rooms, club rooms, teacher rooms, and some other rooms. Second floor for first class. Third floor for second grade. Fourth floor for third grade." Yuki.

"Each class has six classes. Because our school is one of the leading schools and many achievements in various fields, many students are targeting this school. Our school also provides scholarships to talented and accomplished students." It was clear Yamanaka was relentless until they reached the third floor.

"This is your class." Yamanaka said, Yuki saw a board above the door that said 2-1.

"Students are included in the class according to their abilities, the number one behind shows the superior class until the next you understand?." Yuki nodded at a glance, didn't it make the class with less smart children feel intimidated. Hmm there is no difference also with in Indonesia, inner Yuki.

"Don't get me wrong, the first to third classrooms do contain smart kids but, a lot of high-achieving students are in the fourth to sixth classrooms." Yamanaka. Yuki nodded at a glance.

"Let's go in." Yamanaka wants to open the door.

"Sensei, sorry, can I prepare myself first?." Ask Yuki carefully.

Geez, what's wrong with me?, why am I being weak like this, argh! I hate to introduce myself, Yuki growled inwardly.

"I'll go in first." The brown door swallows Yamanaka into it. Yuki tried to calm herself down in search of her identity. The identity?, what exactly is my identity?, inner Yuki.

After a few minutes, Yamanaka told Yuki to come in. His feeling turned bad, he felt something bad was about to happen. Slowly his hand moved the door open, his foot coming inside.

Silent.

Until Yuki stood near Yamanaka, the class was still quiet. Grandma saved me, this is worse than in Korea. Yuki had never asked anyone for help before, even though it was only in her heart, she had never.

"Include yourself." Yamanaka Order.

Silent. Yuki opened his mouth, he wanted this to be finished quickly and immediately sat down.

"Hachibara Yuki desu, yoroshiku onegaishimasu (Hachibara Yuki, greetings)." Yuki said as she lowered her head a little.

Silent.

"If no one has." Yamanaka's words were swallowed up by the commotion that suddenly broke out within that class.

"Waaah ... Gaikokujin! (cool foreigner!)."

"Kawaii...! (Imuutt.!)."

"Kireida (Beautiful)."

"Look at his eyes. Is it real?!."

"It can't be a lens."

"Maybe, why not."

"Wearing colored lenses is forbidden at school, stupid!."

"Look at the skin, it's white."

"You heard her voice earlier .., very melodious."

"Sensei I want to ask!." Called one student.

"Yes, please."

"Are your eyes real?." She thinks I'm wearing a ping pong ball huh?, growled Yuki.

"Hm."

"Sensei!." One of them raised his hand.

"Where are you from?." I hate interrogation, I have enough father and Ega, Yuki said.

"Japan." Answer Yuki. But long stay in Indonesia, Yuki added in his heart.

"Are you a blaster?." Ask the others.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Where is the real Japanese, your father? or your mother?." Yuki was annoyed at hearing the question, he did not want to acknowledge Ayumi as his mother.

"What food do you like?." Excited the others.

"Where did you move from?." Another robot, Yuki's ear was very sick to hear the mutual voice.

BRAK!.

The sound of the impact of the door being shifted very loudly made the attention to the girl in the middle of the door.

"Sorry I'm late!." He walked confidently to the front of the class.

"My name is Natsume Hazuki. Hello!." The girl bowed for a while and smiled cheerfully.

Yuki was silent as well as the other class waiters. The girl looked to the side looking at Yuki.

"We are both new children here, greetings yes." His words were suddenly stuck at the end of the sentence. His eyes widened looking at Yuki's bead, he brought his face closer. Yuki spontaneously stepped back, the girl named Natsume was getting closer to her face.

Grep. Natsume held onto both of Yuki's arms making her unable to retreat anymore. Natsume tilted his head closer. Yuki rewinded her head, she returned Natsume's gaze which looked at her probing.

What else is this?, growled Yuki his eyes blinked twice.

"Waaah... Your eyes are real." Speak without sin. Crazy girl, Inner Yuki.

"Look, your skin color is also real..." Natsume touched Yuki's cheek with his fingertip. Crazy, Yuki cried inwardly.

"Let's be friends." The girl suddenly retreated and shook Yuki's hand moving her up and down quickly.