Kayashima 2: The title-less wonder

Disclaimer: If I owned Hana-Kimi, this wouldn't be fanfiction. It would be a story. But here I am on . And there you are reading it. And there is a squirrel outside my window.

Yeah...you wanted it, so you got it. I figured with a name like this, you'd recognize it's a sequel to Kayashima. For the record, I have NO idea what the story's going to be about; I'm making it up chappie by chappie. I know you'll support it anyway, which makes me happy. And I promise...LONGER CHAPTERS!!

BTW, I have no idea if Osaka High has lunch periods or cafeterias, just go with it, please. XP

Note: Please read Kayashima before you read this. It'll make it more understandable.

Ch. 1: Lunchroom Madness.

Ah, lunch break. It was a free period from school where you could clear your head and fill your belly. You could chat with friends and exchange notes. And if you were 16-year-old Taiki Kayashima, you could read a book about vampires. It was a relaxing thing, reading thrillers and occasionally nibbling your chicken nabe. Of course, if you were 16-year-old Taiki Kayashima, you'd have a roommate and best friend, 16-year-old Shuichi Nakatsu, who was not the kind of person to relax and read a book.

"Kayashima, Kayashima! Hey—is that all you're gonna eat?"

(Sigh).

Why did it always go back to food?

"Yes, Nakatsu. Unlike you, I don't play sports. I don't have much of an appetite." the violet-eyed teen responded, turning to his blond-haired friend.

Sekime, another friend of theirs, joined them. "Heh, it isn't sports that has to do with appetites, Nakatsu is just a human-gullet!"

His best friend, Noe, already seated across from Kayashima at the table, began to laugh.

Nakatsu simply smiled along with them. "I do love to eat!" he agreed.

Mizuki and Sano entered the cafeteria side by side, Mizuki smiling brightly and Sano with the usual, 'I don't care about life; go f—k yourself' expression he always wore. In her hands, Mizuki carried a box.

"Izumi! Mizuki!" Nakatsu yelled, waving. A year ago, Kayashima might have found this annoying, but he knew by now that yelling and being—a general annoyance to humanity—was just his friend's personality. "Mizuki, is that a homemade bento?"

"Um, yeah." she answered. "I made enough for anyone."

Kayashima continued to ignore the conversation, wondering for the umpteenth time what a girl was doing at an all-boys school. It was obvious she loved Sano...but was that really reason enough to deny one's own gender? In some ways, Kayashima envied her spirit. Her bravery. Her downright doggedness! He himself was a bit of a coward. That had shown months earlier when a dark spirit had tried to capture him. Yamimaru had had a feud with his grandmother, and tried to overshadow him to take revenge. If it hadn't been for Nakatsu and the rest of his friends in Dorm 2, Kayashima would have been a goner. He came back into reality as Nakatsu's loud voice became even louder.

"Nakao! HEEEEYYYY! NA-KAAA-OOOOO! Over here! Mizuki made homemade rice balls! Onigiri, 'Kao! Come try them!"

As a New Year's resolution, Nakatsu was trying to be nicer to Nakao, his least favorite member of their group of friends. Mizuki got along with him and judging by the pink-colored aura that surrounded the blond soccer player every time he was near the brunette, he wanted to appease her.

Nakao looked up and made a face (he had made no resolutions towards being nicer to Nakatsu). "No, thanks. I'm on a diet. I'm skipping lunch."

"Aw, c'mon! It's just onigiri. There's nothing in it that'll make you fat!" the monkey-faced boy pestered. "Like I said, they're homemade from Mizuki!"

Pale brown eyes narrowed in annoyance. "No."

Nakatsu seemed to take this as a personal insult to Mizuki (who, BTW, had nothing to do with the conversation and was talking to Sano about Yujiro). "Fine, but FYI, Nanba-senpai isn't gonna notice you just cause you're skinny. In fact, I hear it's the anorexic ones that scare him off."

Nakao was in front of Nakatsu in a second, glaring like a demon. "What?" he growled. Kayashima glanced up at the scene that was unfolding. He looked away quickly, slightly scared of Nakao's aura. It had the frightening tendency to snap from it's usual nonchalant boredom to a flaming anger very quickly. The bishounen could be terrifying when he wanted to be.

Nakatsu was unshaken. "Good, while you're here," he started calmly, grabbing an onigiri as he spoke, "you can try Mizuki's onigiri!" with that, he thrust the rice ball into Nakao's face an evil grin on his face.

The pink-haired teen gasped in shock and anger as grains of rice smeared across his lips and chin. "NAKATSUUUU!"

(Of course), just then, Minami Nanba, the dorm's RA, walked in. "Hey, guys. Um, Nakao, you have something...on your face."
"Of course. Th-thanks, Nanba-s-senpai." Minami smiled and walked over to the snack machine, turning his back on the group. Noe and Sekime were both in hysterics and Sano and Mizuki had stopped talking to watch the two argue. Kayashima glared into the pages of 'Salem's Lot; would he ever get any peace and quiet? Of course, that was a stupid thing to ask.

"See what you do, asshole?" Nakao's shrill voice sounded. He grabbed Nakatsu's chicken nabe and dumped it over his head.

Nakatsu gasped. "Why you girly little—haaaaa!" he grabbed a handful of ramen noodles out of Sekime's bowl and tossed them at Nakao, who wailed in anger.

Noe and Sekime turned to each other; smiles pasted on their faces, knowing exactly what the other was thinking.

"FOOOOOD FIIIIIIIGHT!!"

That was all it took. Within seconds, the entire cafeteria was an explosion of flying lunches. Some teens were laughing, others were looking quite annoyed. Minami cried out to make everyone stop, but his voice was lost in the noise.

Kayashima rose without putting down his book. Calmly, he began to walk out of the lunch room. He dodged flying food particles, sometimes successfully and sometimes not. Once he was through the closed double doors, he shook rice and sashimi from his hair and wiped a glob of wasabi from his left temple. He returned to his room where he waited out the rest of the period before returning to class. He made it up to Part II, The Emperor of Ice Cream before math class. There, he met Nakatsu again.

"Boy, Kayashima, you were smart to leave when you did. A teacher came by and helped Nanba stop the food fight. Then Nanba made us clean it all up."

"Yeah...I had a feeling it was going to end badly." he responded. "So, have you given up trying to make up with Nakao?"

Nakatsu scoffed. "He can kiss my ass."

"...Yeah, I kinda figured as much." he muttered with a hint of sarcasm. "We better get seated, class is about to begin."

"Yeah," the soccer player agreed. "So, how was the rest of your lunch break?"

"I spent the period with Stephen King."

"Ah. So in other words, just a typical day?"

"Just another typical day."

Or was it? No, it was. So, I know there's no super-natural action yet, but I have to come up with it. In the mean time, I just wanted to give you guys something. Comedy is OK, right? I promise it'll pick up. Part II, The Emperor of Ice Cream is a part of 'Salem's Lot, which is a book by Stephen King. It's about vampires and is a horror-thriller. I'm like, one quarter of the way through Part I and it's awesome! I ttly recommend it! It's the kind of thing Kayashima would like!

I like playing up the fact that Nakatsu and Nakao's personalities clash...it's fun. :)

Stay tuned and voice your opinion; give me suggestions and general comments...if you dare! Mu ha ha ha!

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