School nurse Haruka Rin was as always, sitting by his desk in the infirmary, bent over it, napping away. His long silky black pooled over the desk and gracefully dropped off the edge like a spider's web. He looked so angelical as he slept, with his supple lips slightly parted, and the skin of his pale cheeks tinted in a lovely light red tone. More than one man and woman alike had fallen for Haruka Rin's beautiful face and body, but Haruka had no heart to mind any of them. His heart was in healing people and animals and achieving world peace, teaching kindness to one kid at a time.
The sounds of the people moving outside the school, starting the day, did not seem to bother his sleep at all. He slept on, dreaming of rainbows and butterflies and puppies- but not kitties, because cats are mean.

Julibethky Edwardina TresBeau entered the academy and went straight to her locker, her hips swaying left and right as she walked with a sure pace. Flicking her long beautiful colorful hair behind her lovely little shoulder, she opened the small locker and pulled out the school sneakers, changing into them and putting her outdoor shoes away.

Although this was her first day in the school she did not need to check her schedule again, she'd already done that and studied the school grounds map thoroughly before coming into school, and in fact she'd already investigated the entire island!

She was not surprised she was the first student to make her way in, after all, she'd woken specially early just to be the first one! Julibethky flicked her hair over her perfect shoulder once again and started walking once more.

Hikari rode onto campus in her shiny new moped. It was built specifically for her by an admirer: fast enough to make it around the entire island in minutes, the perfect height to support her little body, and it had a huge basket that carried all the textbooks she needed. It was even custom painted in blue and sparkly silver, her favorite colors!

She parked it in her reserved spot, right in front of the Academy's entrance hall. Turning it off and stepping onto the ground, she took off her helmet and shook down her long silky hair. Sunlight reflected little specs of blue off it and glittered across the ground. Hikari smiled as she looked up at the Academy - A new year!

Gathering up all of her books into a pile that was almost as tall as she was, Hikari carried the stack in front of her as she carefully began walking towards the building.

Red looked up from the really thick and heavy book he was reading and glanced at his watch with his sapphire eyes. There was still some time left until the first day assembly starts. He usually comes in the library early before most students arrive at the academy to read because it's quiet and usually empty during this hour.

When he first started coming to the library early, he used to pick the locks and enter first because the head librarian with the keys always come in later than he'd like. After a few time this happened, an amused head librarian handed Red a copy of the keys instead so he wouldn't have to keep picking and spoiling the locks to enter the library.

Flicking a stray strand of blond fringe back, he went back to the thick book he was reading.

Mackenzie River and Timber Wulfe jumped off of Mackenzie River's motorcycle after it was parked in the parking area for two-wheeled vehicles and ran to the Academy, whooping as they went.

They weren't wolf-boys today, they were just regular cute boys and their silvery tousled hair bounced as they loped up the walkpath and past the cute girl carrying a stack of books.

They exchanged a glance with each other and grinned (wolfishly, of course) and then flipped up her skirt with a chorus of, "FRIDAY'S FLIP-UP DAY!" They would have said this if it were Friday or not. Laughing, they'd keep running.

Raine Olivia Yvonne Gina Bow Ipson-Vance was already in the gym. She didn't arrive to the school first because that would be uncool, but she wanted to get in a good work out before classes started. So she arrived fashionably-early and dressed out into blue-purple gym bloomers and a tank top with the school's crest on it and pulled on her favorite rainbow-striped legwarmers. Then she pulled out the floor mats and started doing warm-ups and tumbles in the gym. She had her iPhone 7 (she always got the best phones) and put on her favorite song to work out to!

She was about to perform something really cool when she got the notification that there was a very important and sudden gymnastics competition being held right then. She nodded and ran for the helicopter and was whooshed off to the competition.

"Oh!" Hikari gasped, dropping her books all across the ground and pushing down her skirt as the boys ran away. They were adorable, true, but that was no excuse! It was lucky that Hikari was wearing the proper day-of-the-week underwear that morning, otherwise the experience could have been very embarrassing.

Blushing an absolute shade of crimson and cutely wrinkling her nose in distaste, Hikari stuck her tongue out at the boys. They may not have seen it, but her rage emanated through their very souls. She could practically see them shiver as her anger reached them!

With a melancholy deep sigh, Hikari bent down and started to pick up all of her heavy and extremely expensive books. Oh how hard it was to be a young professor!

Mackenzie River had taken note that the panties were for the proper day of the week and approved. Timber's interests didn't especially lie in that direction, though he would have approved if he had noticed.

The twins erupted in goosebumps - something that made their hair fluff out even more than usual. It was a sensation they didn't really experience often, being basically immune to cold, so they slowed a moment and looked warily over at each other.

"Did you feel that?" they both asked in unison. Then they nodded. Then they stopped running entirely and looked over at the cute girl who was glaring at them. They performed a full-body, mirrored cringe, an arm and leg coming up defensively as if to protect themselves from further anger.

Timber felt a little bit remorseful as she started gathering the books. Mackenzie River didn't, but because she'd given him goosebumps, he wasn't exactly in the laughing mood either.

"Let's go inside," Mackenzie River said.

"Yes, we should," Timber agreed. "I'm sure we'll never see her again."

He was probably being serious. It was hard to tell with the twins sometimes.

Apple roller-bladed up to the school entrance. He roller-bladed because he was different. Everyone had motorcycles or sports cars or skateboards, but Apple roller-bladed. He stopped and looked up at the school facade, flipping back one pigtail of his glorious, rainbow colored hair. Today he was wearing super-cute star barrettes to hold them in place. He was also wearing short jean shorts, a thin, light green sweater which fell off one shoulder, and had a super fashionable pair of orange high-tops in his backpack. Under one arm he carried a sketchbook.

Looking down from the impressive front of his new school, Apple noticed a cute girl picking up books, and a pair of silver-haired boys going through the entrance. Apple adjusted his bag on his shoulder and wondered if they would be nice to him here. Putting on a happy smile, which didn't reach past the surface, Apple bladed up to the school entrance.

Mackenzie River and Timber didn't check their schedules either when they found their lockers. There was a reason they showed up so early for school - they had work to do!

They found two lockers side by side and immediately took out wolf stickers from their bags. (They're wearing cool backpacks. Timber had a messenger bag made out of green and black canvas with a cool digital, Matrix-y design because it was retro and cool and computer-y and Mackenzie River had a cool brown-black leather sling bag with brass studs which fit all of his books even though it didn't look like it would.) They stuck the stickers on the doors of their chosen lockers and immediately started decorating them with their names using sharpies and then paint. It looked really professional because they're really good at it even though they're not really artists. They have experience defacing property to make it theirs.

But they weren't done yet! After looking at each other and grinning (wolfishly) they opened their lockers and stepped inside. Then they knocked out the back walls and made themselves a den inside the wall and coated the walls with ice so Timber could have a place for his computer stuff and Mackenzie River could have a place to nap in the snow!

Philbert von Faust was cranky. He left one of his best friends in his sleek, black sports car in the parking lot...his laptop. At first the car had been an impulsive, mid-life crisis purchase but it grew on him...like those obnoxious students that were determined to cheer up the gloomy teacher he was. God, he hated those kinds of kids. But on to other pressing matters: it was time to rescue his friend!

He trudged down the hallway, eventually making it to the entrance to the school where he heard the most peculiar sounds coming from the lockers. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed heavily. "And so my day begins...ugh. I don't need this." he said under his breath. He marched over to the offending party, stood there with his arms crossed and voiced his opinion. "...and may I ask WHAT DO YOU TWO THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" he growled, waiting for a response.

Mackenzie River and Timber Wulfe paused. Timber was taking his laptop out and setting it on the desk (it's best not to ask where the desk came from). Mackenzie River was making a nice pile of snow. They looked towards the locker doors of their new hideout/den in unison.

"It's an old dude," Mackenzie River said in an aside to his twin. Supposedly, Mr. Phil wasn't meant to hear that, though he made no actual effort to whisper.

"He's only a little old," Timber hissed back.

"Whatever, what do we say?" His twin wanted to know.

"He just wants to know what we're doing," Timber said, reasonably, still as if the teacher wouldn't hear them.

"We're just making ourselves comfortable," Mackenzie River said defensively.

"Well, that's what we'll tell him," Timber replied.

The twins looked over at Mr. Phil and chorused in unison, "Nothing!" in the most innocent and wide-eyed way possible.

Apple skated through the school entrance, looking around him with wide, pretty eyes. This place was so big! He was so distracted he didn't even notice the grownup standing in front of two open lockers. Before he could notice, Apple crashed right into the man! "WAH!! sorrysorry!" He had fallen on his butt, and was rubbing his head and blushing.

A strange chittering noise came from up near the top of the lockers. Apple's magical pet mini catsquirrel, Cherry, had flown out of his backpack and was perched on top of the lockers, shaking it's tiny, cute widdle fist at them.

Julibethky had barely managed two steps towards the classrooms that those two super cute but also super noisy twins had gone in. How super annoying, she thought, her beautiful multicolored hair swaying behind her as she shook her head to herself.
She heard the noises of the man yelling at the twins not long after, and scurried away right in time to miss that other boy crashing into the man (but of course she knew exactly what had happened, because her hearing was so keen that she could tell exactly what every noise had been!).

She hurried further down the corridor, not wanting to be caught in any kind of silly troubles on her first day. She intended to carry her first day without any incidents that would leave a mark in her pristine reputation.

Professor Hikari had somehow managed to carry all of her things into the academy's main building, without any help from those around her. She passed through the doors and was suddenly confronted with a huge kerfuffle around the lockers. Ah well, at least those darn twins were getting what they deserved. Hikari proudly lifter her chin, smirked to herself and walked straight on past.

Hikari strode down the hall and looked at each passing door - Classroom A? Classroom 1? Classroom Alpha? One of these was her's, she knew, but only the best classroom would do. She'd have to explore them all and figure out exactly which one she wanted. Once she found the best, she'd just talk to the principal about it. After all, she deserved it.

"This doesn't look like nothing ..." Phil grunted and crept even closer towards the wolf-boys. An aura of creepiness seemed to ooze from him, threatening to ensnare the twins. "I think you two need to be taught a lesson..." a smirk escaped his lips just for a moment before something bright and colorful crashed into him, knocking Phil to the floor.

With an oomph, he hit the cold, hard floor that desperately needed to be mopped face first. He heard the offending party frantically apologizing, and slowly glanced up to see brightly colored shoes and some rainbow colored hair. He smacked his head against the floor and muttered, "Well, my brother's gonna just loooove this...eerg"

The twins weren't greatly intimidated. Not yet. Though the hair at the backs of their necks did fluff up a bit, they weren't really scared so much as properly creeped out. They would have watched the threatening aura sneak up around them with wary, glittering eyes.

Then the aura was interrupted. The twins watched the threatening man fall, their eyes stopping their glitter as they considered the implications of the little rainbow-colored bowling ball.

"Excellent," Mackenzie River grinned, fully approving of the action and looking over the cute cause of the destruction with interest.

"Most excellent," Timber agreed with a slightly less enthusiastic perusal of the 'girl'.

"Scarpers?" Mackenzie River asked.

"Scarpers," Timber agreed.

They switched to half-wolf forms in a five minute transformation scene that had their bodies go silver and there was some sort of naked but-it's-okay-you-don't-see-anything-because-they're-glowing-and-no-naughty-bits-are-showing ballet during which they grew fluffy dark silver ears, pointed canines, and a fluffy dark silver tail each. The transformation scene may have taken five minutes, but that's only to the viewers at home. To anyone else there was just a small shimmer in the air and almost no time passing at all.

Timber grabbed up the laptop and stuck it in his bag again and they both bound out of the locker-room, trampling on the fallen Mr. Phil without really harming him and scampered off to another area of the school, if they weren't caught or distracted, that is.

Groaning as he slowly stood up, Phil glared at the backs of the twins as they sauntered off all proud with in their new animalistic forms. He shook off his blazer to see the damage those dumb wolf-boys had done, and there they were: their tell-tale ugly, dirty, stupid shoe prints all over his jacket.

With the soiled blazer held in one hand, he clenched his unoccupied hand into a tight fist, shook it at the sky and proclaimed, "I'll get you, you meddling kids! Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow...but one of these days! YOU WON'T EVEN SEE IT COMING!!! MUHAHAHAHA!!!!!!". With that surge of emotion out of him, he sighed and plopped down on a nearby bench, considering his options with the twins.

Timber, were he there, would have helpfully pointed out that the tread of their shoes would have also left wolf-paw shaped prints in the middle of the regular shoe print shape. Timber was the helpful twin and would have felt it was his duty.

Mackenzie River and Timber didn't know if they were meant to hear the shout, so they pretended not to for better comedic effect. They'd forget about the threat in a few minutes anyway, so this made it easier to get a head start. Mackenzie River liked giving head starts. He thought they were only fair.

Luciferus Satanus August Belzebub The Third arrived fashionably late to the academy. He parked his very cool latest model car on a special building made specially for the principal. He could be late and park there because he was the principal and the founder of the academy. His short black hair was as uaul pulled back tight in a perfect shape and his glasses gave him an air of serious sexyness.

He was wearing shiny designer shoes and his usual black designer suit with a black tie when he got out of the car and walked towards the school entrance, taking his time to look cool and aloof with every step, which really came naturally to him.

He was carrying a briefcase with very important admissions paperwork. The academy grounds seemed empty at the moment, but as he neared the school entrance he heard loud noises coming from inside.
With his free hand he pushed his glasses higher up the bridge of his nose and sighed. what a noisy start of the school year!

Apple had managed to get back to his roller-blade clad feet and was about to offer to help the angry looking guy up, when two wolf-boys ran the poor man over. He hadn't noticed them before, because of the speed-blur, but they sure looked mischievious and cute! Apple sighed and started brushing himself off. He nearly fell over again when the blond man suddenly shouted in a thunderous way at the sky. Wow. Apple hadn't heard an evil laugh like that in a while.

He retrieved his pet from the lockers and skated (much more slowly) over to the bench. "My names Apple. Whats yours? Are you a teacher?" Apple was not afraid of getting in trouble, but he almost kinda felt sorry for this guy; starting the school year with footprints all over him...

Mr. Phil stared mournfully at his poor little blazer. He would have to have it dry-cleaned...again. At least he had a valid excuse to go around wearing all black now that his only non-black article of clothing was dirty. Man, he loved black.

Out of the corner of one of his lavender eyes, he saw the little rainbow blur plop down next to him on the bench and introduce himself...or herself...he couldn't really tell and didn't care either way. He was thinking that maybe, just maybe, he should just let his guard down for once. Perhaps the child was misunderstood like he was. He decided to take the chance and offered his icy hand for a handshake. "My name is Philbert von Faust, but you can just call me Mr. Phil. I teach the English classes around here. Nice to meet you, Apple." And with that, a small smile escaped his lips, a rare sight indeed.

Apple shook hands with Mr. Phil, then absentmindedly wiped his hand on his shirt. He grinned and twirled with his hair around a finger, one of his many adorable habits. "I'm really bad at English. I'm good at art though! I'll try not to fall asleep in your class, Mr. Phil. Oh yeah, this is Cherry!" He held up his pet, which looked at Mr. Phil belligerently and hissed.

"So whats this school like? How long have you been teaching English? Do you like ice cream? I like ice cream. Whats your favorite flower? This campus is really big! I have to explore the island still. Is it cool? It is, isn't it? Who are the other teachers? This morning I saw the hugest beatle! It was green and blue and black and purple and it had these pincer thingies. I tried to catch it but it flew away. You have a pretty smile. You should smile more. What do you think about unicorns?"

Looking downward at the little fuzzy thing Apple called a pet, he squinted his eyes in an intense stare. How dare this creature offended him! He had half a mind to hiss right back, but thought better of it. "So you're Cherry, huh?" he muttered to the fuzz ball, then glancing back up at the student he said, "It's kinda cute...I guess. I didn't know we were allowed to bring pets to school".

Phil just smiled and nodded as the rainbow-haired child rambled on and on. When he got a moment, he answered the questions that he could. "Well I'm not going to tell what this school is like for one thing. You'll have to find that out for yourself." he chuckled and continued, "You could say I've been teaching English forever, and yes, I do like ice cream...and I will tell you that my favorite flowers are oleanders. Your other questions will have to wait for later." His face turned grim and he whispered under his breath, "I've got a classroom to attend to". He picked up his blazer and laptop, then slowly marched towards his classroom.

Speeding through the disgustingly urban-looking parking lot, Will found his brother's tell-tale car and skidded to a stop in the empty space next to it. With ballet-like grace, he hopped off his sparkly lilac-tinted moped, plucked his matching helmet off and rather un-gracefully scrambled towards the entrance of the school. He didn't mean to be late, but his hair had decided to be defiant this morning. Will would rather be late than have bad hair.

It was then that he saw the oh-so-cute principal and stopped dead in his tracks, right in the middle of the parking lot. Time seemed to slow down and sparkles burst from every direction as he stared dumbfounded at this fascinating creature. His eyes shone bright and his cheeks gained a warm blush. "Oh my..." he muttered to himself, his unoccupied hand clutching his heart.

If Lucifer heard the skidding car, he certainly made no show of it, and he kept walking at a leisurely pace towards the entrance of the school, hoping whomever was inside would be gone by the time he reached it.
In fact, he had of course seen the other male that had just arrived to the parking lot, but he did not turn a single inch to him, nor even showed him he'd seen him. He wouldn't have been his cool aloof self if he'd acknowledged his presence, but he could feel the piercing gaze on him.

Pretending to be fully oblivious of his surroundings, he pushed his glasses back into place (they kept sliding down the bridge of his nose, just so he could look cool by pushing them back). They caught the light just so to provide a very effective and brief shine off the side and add to the whole move.
He then reached out to push the entrance door open.

Apple was delighted. Usually people didn't answer his questions. Usually they attacked him, or fell asleep. That always made him sad. So now Mr. Phil was his favorite teacher so far! Now that Mr. Phil mentioned it, it was probably almost time for his first class! Apple fished his schedule out of his backpack to see what class he had, and decide if he would grace it with his presence, or play hooky.

"Golly!" he said, seeing that his first period was, in fact, English. Normally he would just assume skip, but he liked Mr. Phil, and wanted to see how much he could get away with. Then he remembered he was still wearing his roller-blades and started pulling them off. "I don't wanna crash land again today..." Once he had pulled on his super fashionable sneakers, he chose a locker at random and shoved his skates inside. He had forgotten to bring a lock, but that didn't matter. He pulled a pen out of his pocket and doodled a lock on his locker. There was a magic sparkling, and suddenly there was a real lock there!

And giving a nod of satisfaction, Apple started walking the way Mr. Phil had gone. He didn't know where the classroom was, but fortunately, he just had to trail after the teacher! Cherry chittered and at a sugar candy, it hadn't come from anywhere, but had simply appeared out of the ether.

Mackenzie River and Timber Wulfe rollicked through the school hallways. Some people would claim later that there was a dust cloud of destruction surrounding them and that they would poke their heads out comically from time to time, sometimes at odd and impossible angles, like upside down or from the ceiling or wall, but the twins would have been just as impressed as anyone else hearing the story. (And then try to recreate the effects intentionally.)

But it is true that there were a lot of wolf print or wolf head stickers that found their way onto objects from the Entrance to the Infirmary. There they got distracted from marking their territory by the shimmer of silky black hair they caught through the open doorway of the Infirmary. (If it wasn't open before, possibly it was jarred open by their progress through the halls.

An exchange of looks.

Mackenzie River and Timber seemed to appear out of the ground on either side of Haruka Rin, staring curiously. They may have acted too young for real hormones, but at 17 they certainly understood "sexy". Both, however, were confused by it. Each had conflicting 'reads' on this person. Especially as neither were especially interested in people too much older than they are. But, hey - sexy is sexy, right?

That didn't mean they'd react like normal boys, of course.

Number 238? Mackenzie River's eyes asked his twin.

Oh no, that is far too complicated for this situation. The subject is prone and unawares. The humor factor would be too low. I find 162 far more appropriate. Timber said with the slightest twitch of an eyebrow.

A slight purse of his lips conveyed, But we always do 162. It's getting boring. Can we at least try 479?

Timber made an expression that on a less cute and cool individual might have been called 'duckface' but since he was cute and cool, it was something different that probably doesn't have a word. But whatever that word is would have asked, But where will we ever get a yak on such short notice?

Haruka Rin was of course blissfully unaware of all the ruckus going on outside his office. At that very moment he was having a most delightful dream about going to a coffee shop and purchasing all kinds of delicious sweets and having them all. There was all kinds he could have every imagined- all flavors and colors and with all his favorite fruits. He got to eat every single one and still more were brought which was cool because in his dream he was never really full. It was a happy dream.

He did not hear the twins go in either, however while the silent exchange of looks and cute gestures happened, fate would have it that he would begin waking. Haruka let a soft sleepy sigh and fluttered his eyes open, batting his beautiful long lashes a couple times before lifting his head slowly from his desk.
He brought a delicate hand up to rub the sleepiness from his eyes in a most adorable manner.

Mackenzie River and Timber Wulfe both fluffed up a little in surprise when the object of their silent discussion started to wake. Their hair and tails were puffier with normal as they exchanged another (blushing) glance and moved around the desk to not be seen hovering.

Then they peeked over the edge with a peering sound effect that may or may not have been audible to anyone at all. They were still blushing and evidently forgot that their wolf ears would give them away, even if their eyes and the tips of their fingers on the desk wouldn't.