B. [ He can hardly believe his eyes as he walks the shops. Everyone looked so... so strange. Like half of them had come out of a different time all together, and the other half kids his age racing between shops excitedly.
Where in the hell was he now?
His agitation grows little by little, but his interest picks up faster. Especially as he walks in to the book shop and he can't help but watch as pixies in a cage are chittering. The geeky side of Gokudera leaps up, the pixies snagging his attention so thoroughly, that he practically bumps into people on his excited way to stare into their cage. ]
IT'S A U.M.A!!
C. [ After having found out just what the hell to do, his cart in front of him filled with new books and a wardrobe he didn't know exactly what half of meant, he was finally on the train. Trains weren't an abnormal thing for Gokudera, being that trains ran all over both Italy and Japan. But this one was filled with people who either knew equal amounts of nothing like himself, or people who he could listen to and observe for information.
Or people that could piss him off. Largely, he kept to himself, though. A surprise even to Gokudera. ]
E. [ That damn hat had messed up his hair! And creeped him the hell out, to be perfectly honest. Not that being floated into a mountainside school by boats that pulled themselves wasn't freakish in itself. Or that ceiling in the Great Hall mirroring the outside sky perfectly. Or the floating candles and ghosts roaming the room.
Gokudera didn't know what to make of any of that. But apparently he was now in house Gryffindor.
He gave them a surly glower, but walked off to join his house anyway. People touching and cheering for him, because now apparently he was accepted into some new family. Well. They wouldn't replace the Vongola! Definitely no one could replace them, and none of them were Jyuudaime. Or that idiot, Yamamoto. ]
F. [ That night when everyone was asleep, Gokudera found himself unable to get comfortable. He couldn't sleep. Couldn't fathom why he was here and not home with people he actually knew. It was damn interesting being here, but already he missed what he had.
And that was why Gokudera snuck out from behind the portrait of The Fat Lady, careful to remember his way back to the Gryffindor housing. ]
Gokudera Hayato
[ He can hardly believe his eyes as he walks the shops. Everyone looked so... so strange. Like half of them had come out of a different time all together, and the other half kids his age racing between shops excitedly.
Where in the hell was he now?
His agitation grows little by little, but his interest picks up faster. Especially as he walks in to the book shop and he can't help but watch as pixies in a cage are chittering. The geeky side of Gokudera leaps up, the pixies snagging his attention so thoroughly, that he practically bumps into people on his excited way to stare into their cage. ]
IT'S A U.M.A!!
C.
[ After having found out just what the hell to do, his cart in front of him filled with new books and a wardrobe he didn't know exactly what half of meant, he was finally on the train. Trains weren't an abnormal thing for Gokudera, being that trains ran all over both Italy and Japan. But this one was filled with people who either knew equal amounts of nothing like himself, or people who he could listen to and observe for information.
Or people that could piss him off. Largely, he kept to himself, though. A surprise even to Gokudera. ]
E.
[ That damn hat had messed up his hair! And creeped him the hell out, to be perfectly honest. Not that being floated into a mountainside school by boats that pulled themselves wasn't freakish in itself. Or that ceiling in the Great Hall mirroring the outside sky perfectly. Or the floating candles and ghosts roaming the room.
Gokudera didn't know what to make of any of that. But apparently he was now in house Gryffindor.
He gave them a surly glower, but walked off to join his house anyway. People touching and cheering for him, because now apparently he was accepted into some new family. Well. They wouldn't replace the Vongola! Definitely no one could replace them, and none of them were Jyuudaime.
Or that idiot, Yamamoto.]F.
[ That night when everyone was asleep, Gokudera found himself unable to get comfortable. He couldn't sleep. Couldn't fathom why he was here and not home with people he actually knew. It was damn interesting being here, but already he missed what he had.
And that was why Gokudera snuck out from behind the portrait of The Fat Lady, careful to remember his way back to the Gryffindor housing. ]