Mio Famiglia, Mio Scudo

Episode II

It appeared that Naoki was.... Lost
Utterly lost. In his new school. This was the problem with transferring mid semester, it never worked. The male groaned as he had to come in terms with this thought. The morning hadn't been the best for him either, a lot of people had looked at him as if they'd seen him before, whispering behind his back when they thought that he didn't listen. They apparently thought that he was someone called Sawada? Though he'd also heard the name Dame-Tsuna being tossed about much to Naoki's dismay and anger. Whoever this Tsuna kid was, he was having it rough. The whole city seemed to know his name and was throwing dirt on it.

"Oh! Aren't you a cute one~", a girly speaking voice cut the boy from his dark thoughts regarding the mystery kid. Turning around in fast speed, the raven came face to face with a girl who had a short silvery hair and big blue eyes. The girl smiled at him unarmingly, and he could've sworn that she had flowers sneakily growing and blossoming behind her. After a whole of speechless staring, the girl continued to talk. "Are you new? I don't think that I have seen you before?" Naoki swallowed as he gave a confirmation to the question. This made the girl clasp her hands together in a delighted manner and asking his name.

"I am Oda Naoki", the teen mumbled resulting in a squeal from the girl who soon explained that she was sent there to pick up the new student. The girl made a tiny pirouette and gestured him to follow after, and follow he did.

The duo went past several classrooms, most of them being in middle of the teaching. They soon enough arrived to the classroom 2-B, where the class was taking a break from their musical torture. The students are buzzing amongst themselves when the door opens.

The girl enters first, greeted by her classmates, especially the boys, with enthusiasm. She surely was a popular one eh? Perhaps even the idol of her class.

Upon Naoki's entrance, the room grows silent as a grave. He's now the center of their attention and he immediately hates it. Those wide eyes that measure him up and down. Those judgemental stares as they look down on him. Naoki sighs as he bows.

"Me name is Oda Naoki, 's very nice to meet ya", he states, allowing the thick accent dye his speech, he'd noticed that people in Namimori turned slightly friendlier whenever he spoke in the Osakan way. And sure enough, the class resumes into the talk. Few of the boys, from the looks of it part of various sports teams, beelined to him, their eyes measuring him still. "So what kind of sport are you into? Oda?"

Naoki looked down to his feet, feeling the rush of blood dye his ear pink.

"'m not allowed to do sports", he mumbled eyes cascading sadly, "I have a medical condition that prevents it.. Doctors aren't yet sure what's causing it or what it is, but... I'm prohibited from doing sports".
The looks of pity he received made him want to scream at them, he wanted to punch the nearest guy in the gut. Because he didn't need their pity. He didn't need to see those eyes, didn't want to see them.

The eyes that were afraid of him. The eyes that belonged to an arrogant person, to someone who lived in irrogance. He kept staring down, wanting to tell them to stop staring and let him be, when a kind voice asked him a question.
"Where are you from Oda?" the same girl who'd showed him the way into the class asked, genuinely interested in him. Naoki blinked. "Osaka, though I only use the Osaka-ben to diffuse situations in here", he said, easily slipping to Tokyo-ben much to the confusement of his new classmates. The girl suddenly jolted as if she'd remembered something. "I am Haruka Tenoh! Do call me Haruka!" she greeted him with enthusiasm resulting in murmurs to go about.

Naoki nodded shyly, unsure of what the future would bring with it.

At the end of the school day, the teen felt exhausted to the limit. He'd been walked through the campus, he had to explain over and over again that he wasn't related to some kid and turn down each and every sport team TWICE. As of this moment, he was sitting with Haruka in some empty classroom, surrounded by a group of girls as they talked about cake.