Chapter 1

Who Ever Denied Things Couldn't Get Worse?

The music blasted from Bankotsu's stereo as he shoved more stuff into his duffle bag. He glared at all that went into the bag from his room, he didn't want to go on this stupid trip anyways.

For Bankotsu's classes' "end of the year present" their teacher, Mr. Suzuki, decided to bring the class on a camping trip out in nature. Nature was definitely not Bankotsu's thing. Mr. Suzuki said it would be a learning experience, but it's the end of the year. Who wants to learn?

Bankotsu stood up and grabbed his ipod from his bed. At least he would have one thing of technology. He zipped up his bag and threw it over by the door. Bankotsu laid back on his bed and stared at the ceiling.

A loud knock was heard through the booming music and Bankotsu sat up.

"Yeah?!" He shouted and a quiet voice, well behind the music it was quiet, was heard.

"Bankotsu, your friend is waiting outside for you." His mother explained and Bankotsu sighed. The time finally came.

He slung his bag onto his shoulder and clicked off the stereo. Bankotsu took his time getting out of the house and mumbling a good bye to his parents.

When Bankotsu open the front door he saw his friend, Jakotsu, waiting for him in his old Dodge, somewhat of a truck. He dragged his feet with every step as he made his way to Jakotsu's vehicle.

Bankotsu swung the door open and hopped in.

"You are the slowest walker I have ever seen." Jakotsu complained as he backed out of the drive way.

"Don't start, Jakotsu. I'm not all that excited that we're going on this frickin' trip."

Jakotsu turned to look at Bankotsu with a cherry smile on his face.

"Well, I am! I'm pumped! I packed so much stuff and this will be my first time out in the wild. Also, I-"

Jakotsu kept blabbering on, but Bankotsu just tuned him out and gazed out the dirty window of the truck. He watched as trees and buildings whizzed by and then saw the familiar outline of their school.

Bankotsu saw the bus parked by the entrance and many students talking to each other on the sidewalk.

Jakotsu parked his car and jumped out.

"Hey, Bankotsu!" He shouted from outside. "I'm going to need a bit of help with my stuff since you only have one bag."

Bankotsu sighed and wrenched his door open. He was somewhat shocked when he saw the back of Jakotsu's truck.

Three suitcases were pilled on top of each other, two containing cloths and the other held hair and make up crap. There was also a giant, blue cooler mixed in with it all.

"Jakotsu… We're only going for a week…" Bankotsu said dryly and Jakotsu smiled.

"I know. But this is my first camping trip so you don't know what to expect." He explained proudly. "Now, help me get this stuff down."

The bus was a bustle of chatting as it sputtered down the highway. Bankotsu shrunk into his seat more and closed his eyes as music blared through his headphones. Jakotsu had switched seats to sit beside another gay guy, who in his opinion was hot. Even so, Bankotsu preferred to be alone.

Then he felt a tap on his shoulder and he glanced up to see the head cheerleader, Sango Hamada. He took his right headphone out.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" She asked, with a gentle tone in her voice. Bankotsu laid a bored expression on his face. Well, there goes my alone time. He shifted over to the window, with out a word.

Sango blinked at his arrogance, but quickly sat down as the bus's wheel smacked against a bump in the road.

"Shouldn't you be sitting with your football playing boyfriend?" Bankotsu muttered, still wondering why she did come sit by someone like him.

"You mean my ex-boyfriend." Sango stated angrily. Bankotsu took a quick peek over the seat and saw the football quarterback, Miroku Kinjo, flirting with some hot babe.

"I caught him cheating on me yesterday and-"

"I don't want to here your sob story." Bankotsu interrupted. "Just because you sit with me, doesn't mean I have to here you blab on about your love life."

"Well, you don't have to be such a grouch either." Sango spat back. She couldn't believe how ignorant this guy really was.

Bankotsu turned his body towards the window and mumbled many things that couldn't be repeated.

"Bankotsu!" A voice shouted from behind him and he nearly jumped out of his skin. He turned around and faced the person that he hated most in the world, Suikotsu Ochi.

"Long time no see." Suikotsu said and Bankotsu groaned.

These two had quite a history. Back in middle school, Suikotsu was the most deceiving, lying bastard Bankotsu had ever met.

They used to be friends until Bankotsu had hit jackpot when he found this smoking hot girl. They dated for a couple months, but then Suikotsu went behind Bankotsu's back and made out with this girl. Then the next day she dumped Bankotsu and continued dating Suikotsu.

The same thing happened the first year of high school and then again and again. It's like Suikotsu was out to make Bankotsu's love life miserable.

"I over heard that you have gone through a break up." Suikotsu said to Sango and she nodded.

"Maybe you could come and sit back here with me and I can listen to your story because it seems like someone isn't that sensitive." Suikotsu casually slid his arm around Sango's shoulders. She blushed furiously and smiled. Suikotsu gave a cocky smirk to Bankotsu. Bankotsu raised an eyebrow. He didn't know why Suikotsu was trying to get this girl, he wasn't even the slight bit interested in her.

"That's OK." Sango said, not taking his offer. "I'm fine here."

"Well, if being in the company of a grump suits you,

then very well." Suikotsu sat back in his seat, out of Bankotsu's view.

For the rest of the trip, Bankotsu didn't say a word and just listened to his tunes. Finally, they reached their destination. Mr. Suzuki stood at the front of the bus and began to yell over the talking class.

"Attention class!" He shouted and they all quieted down. "When we get off the bus I want everyone to meet over by large oak tree. Then we'll unload the bags and set up the tents."

Bankotsu sat up and stretched. Sango had already made her way off the bus with Suikotsu at her heels. Bankotsu walked down the aisle and hopped off the bus.

All that was in sight was trees. Large trees, small trees, bushes and grass, that's about it.

Bankotsu sighed and walked over to the tallest oak tree in the area. He noticed that Suikotsu was still flirting with Sango, but she just kept denying him. It was funny actually and Bankotsu chuckled to himself. He continued walking, but then felt something wrapped around his waist.

"Oh Bankotsu! It's been so long!" The girl, that was attached to him, shrieked. Oh no. It can't be. He slowly turned around, but cursed when he faced Kikyo, his ex-freakishly obsessive-over dramatic-girlfriend.

"Kikyo, do you mind?" He asked, pointing to her tight hold on his waist. She quickly let go and stared up at him with sparkling eyes.

"Bankotsu, I've missed you so much ever since we broke up my heart has been in two. I wanted to come on this trip to get you back, I can't live without you." Kikyo explained as she gripped onto his hands.

"OK, this is why I broke up with you. You're way too obsessive."

"But Bankotsu you once said you loved me."

"That was the night you got me drunk by spiking my drink."

"I would never do such a thing!"

"I got tested at the hospital and I found the bottle of Vodka in your trash."

"It was my dad's!"

Bankotsu sighed. "OK, let's get this straight. I don't like you and I don't ever want you coming near me or watching me or anything creepy that you would probably do."

Kikyo's eyes welled up with tears and she ran off in the opposite direction, crying her eyes out.

"That was harsh." Jakotsu said as he walked up beside Bankotsu.

"Well, the bitch deserved it. She's been all over me lately."

All the luggage was brought out of the trailer and Mr. Suzuki gave everyone a piece of paper with their tent partners on it. Bankotsu took his and scanned through the short list.

Tent 6

Bankotsu

Jakotsu

Miroku

Suikotsu

Shit. Things just seemed to be getting worse by the minute. At least Jakotsu was with him.

"What do you mean you're moving tents?!" Bankotsu blurted out after Jakotsu told him the bad news.

"Well, because I'm gay, Mr. Suzuki said I get to have my own tent right in the middle. Because there's guys on one side of the camp ground and girls on the other. So, I get to be in the middle."

"Do you know what's this means?!" Bankotsu practically shouted.

"Um…Since I'm a guy but I act like a girl, I'm special…?"

"No, damnit! I'm stuck with two ladies men!"

"Well, at least they'll get along." Bankotsu glared at Jakotsu.

"Why did I have to come on this stupid trip anyways…?" Bankotsu cross his arms over his chest.

"Because we'd loose 70 of our final mark if we didn't." Bankotsu shot another glare and Jakotsu stayed quiet.

"That was a rhetorical question…" Bankotsu sighed and glanced over at the finished tent, that he had completed himself. Not seeing any help from Miroku or Suikotsu.

All was quiet, until Jakotsu blurted out, "what does rhetorical mean?"

Bankotsu walked over to the tent, with his head lowered in disappointment. When he reached the tent he zipped open the door and crawled in, but saw that Suikotsu and Miroku had beat him to it.

"Hey, man! Thanks for putting up the tent!" Miroku exclaimed. Bankotsu's face was expressionless.

"Where was my help…?"

Suikotsu and Miroku exchange glances.

"Helping Mr. Suzuki unpack." They said at the same time. Bankotsu nodded and pretended to believe them, but knowing very well they were most likely flirting with girls.

All Bankotsu knew at this point was he hated camping.

i know really original but whatever i enjoyed writing this one :P PLEASE R&R!