Yes, I'm back again, annoying little pest aren't I? This time... with a crazy idea!
I thought whilst looking at a bunch of a load of Twilight fanfics... why aren't there more in different places more then JUST Twilight?
So here we are, this is my version of a schoolified Okami! I hope you like it and what I've done to the characters.
Issun fans... please... don't kill me! This is just how I imagine Issun to act if he were a school kid, I'm sure most of you would agree with my opinion. Issun was (and still is to me) one bad companion to have, only 30 percent of what he actually had to say was of any use to me, honestly. Plus he is a horny bastard.
This is rated M for a reason, yes we have sex later, yes lemons, yes drugs, yes smoking, yes alcohol, THE WHOLE LOT. At least, that is what I'm intending to do, you guys deserve it... and, c'mon, I don't see very many sex, alcohol loving Okami fics out there, WHERE ARE THEY? Well, this is MY one and I hope it'll work out, it'll be interesting seeing some alcohol and shit loving Okami characters, you have to agree!
Oh and to say, I will be switching point of views from time to time, just to let you know... so far, I'm thinking of it going Ammy, Waka, Ammy, Waka... this is about Ammy and Waka guys! It's an AmmyxWaka fic! Like Issun could have a relationship with Ammy... pfft. But Oki... he's nice, but not Ammy's type, sorry.
I am my own beta, I don't need one don't want one, don't offer, thanks but no thanks.
Keep in mind I have NO IDEA WHATSOEVER HOW AMERICAN SCHOOLS WORK, OR EVEN JAPANESE SCHOOLS FOR THAT MATTER, I'M BRITISH. Before you go all prof on me and try to find a million and one reasons why this is impossible. Keep that in mind.
Disclaimer~ All the characters so far I know belong to Clover Studios, not Ready at Dawn! Ready at Dawn just merely did out of the courtesy of their hearts, make Okami into a Wii game, which sort of worked if the fact attacking wasnt so spazzy! The plot is mine, all mine! Nyaa...
NOTICE~ I've had to make a few changes, because my sister decided to tell me how a Japanese student dresses for a Japanese school AFTER I uploaded this chapter... geez, she's so fucking useless! (haha not really lmao)
Gossip
Amaterasu's POV
School, if there was one thing I wasn't looking forward to, it was definitely school. I had been enjoying the summer break, sitting outdoors enjoying the sunlight, a break from the more industrial area with the bad mannered and able to escape into my own little world. An escape from him too.
By him, I mean Issun Boshi, the possibly most sexually frustrated, perverted and inappropriate boy in my class. He was the "annoying immature kid" of the class; every class has one, sadly. I've seen that he had been eyeing me most lessons, to make things worse, he was in most of my lessons. The only help I would manage to get was from my good friends Sakuya, Himiko and Oki.
Sakuya was always beautiful, the guys always looked at her and she was the kind to have a different boyfriend every 3 months, but she was a good friend to me and was always very kind to me.
Himiko was the more forceful one, but still considered peoples feelings. She was a great leader to our little gang and let nobody bring us down, nobody would dare fight with her, she would always be able to hurt you back worse.
Oki was the more silent type, a boy in his own little world. He did have a best friend, Samickle, but recently Samickle had been off school with a broken leg, how he got it was a mystery to me, but probably over the summer break. Oki had asked me one night if it was acceptable that he would join us until Samickle got better. Since I liked Oki and was completely fine with how he admitted his crush on me, I told him it was fine.
When Oki admitted his crush on me a few weeks before summer break, I wasn't sure what to think. One thing I knew, I didn't have the same feelings for him as he did of me, so I politely declined but told him I would continue being best friends with him. I felt bad for hurting him, but he would want me to be happy, I wouldn't have been happy being with him in a relationship. Besides, I had never been on a relationship before; I was picky on judging people. It's like I've got a 6th sense about people, I know how good or bad they are just by being with them for 5 minutes.
7:00am, my alarm goes off, but I was already awake. I was always an early bird; 7am was nothing to me. I loved watching the sunrise and had a habit of waking up every time the sun rose, of course, when winter comes around, I often lie in slightly because of the fact the sun hadn't risen yet.
I sighed and headed for the bathroom, a shower is something I might need this morning. Before I headed in, I checked myself in the mirror. Pale as always, pink irises staring back at me through the reflection, hair long and white as always, a normal look apart from the fact of me being an albino. I just had to be one, didn't I? A freak.
Sighing once again, I undressed myself from my pyjamas and warmed the shower up. Once the right temperature, I headed inside. Alone with my thoughts, I went on thinking about whether Izanagi would be up yet or not. Izanagi was my uncle, who agreed to keep custody for me after my parents were killed by the flu. He was upset and didn't speak for many days, but he eventually got over it and moved on, taking care of me. He was currently interested in a girl named Nami with a daughter in my class the same age called Kushi. I didn't see Kushi often, as nice as she was, because she was always with her boyfriend, Susano. He wasn't the brightest, or the kindest, I often thought she could do better, but I knew deep down despite all his mistakes, Susano really cared for Kushi, he just stupidly did mistake after mistake. I envy Kushi's patience.
My uncle's job was currently farming, which of course meant I lived far from civilization, I liked it that way, so I was in no way complaining. Our only trouble was foxes stealing life stock, but I begged uncle to just lay simple traps and release the animals, I hated the idea of killing any animals, they were so innocent and only worked by instinct. They didn't realise that what they were doing was wrong or a bad thing, they just wanted to feed themselves to survive. Uncle agreed, luckily.
Getting out from a refreshing shower, I got changed into my uniform, a blue skirt reaching just stopped knee length, white socks with blue ordinary looking shoes, white shirt collared with a blue tie with a dark blue wooly jacket, just to keep my skin from the sun and headed downstairs to get my breakfast. Glancing at Izanagi's bedroom before I went down, it was closed, he was still asleep. Relief, I wasn't in the mood to deal with his talks about school and how important it was to study so I don't end up in the same boat as him.
In the kitchen, I got some toast ready, having no time to get anything better. Checking my phone whilst waiting for the toast to be toasted, just the usual ask from Oki if I would walk with him to school. I replied saying I'd agree and I would make sure the walk there would be a fine one of just two friends walking to school, nothing more. I didn't always understand the technology these days, my phone was like from the Stone Age, but so long as it worked and I would be able to call people, that was fine by me.
Grabbing my bag and finishing up my toast, I headed outside to meet Oki. He arrived 5 minutes later with a small smile on his face.
"Hey, Ammy." Oki greeted me with that slight smile on his face. He always wore a blue looking mask over his face, he told me and others it was because he was stuck in a forest fire and it burnt his face so badly it couldn't be repaired, reason for the mask to cover it up. Reason for it looking in the shape of a bat or something was beyond me, nobody except himself and his doctor have looked under that mask. He was wearing his own uniform, simple black trousers, black shoes, black collared shirt with a single white stripe going down the collar of his shirt and no jacket, I suppose he found no use for it still being summer, just.
"Hello, Oki." I returned the greeting, seeing him wearing the everyday sort of clothes. "Looking forward to school today?"
Oki shook his head, "Not especially, but I heard from a rumour from Miss Giant Tits that there's a new guy joining our class." That was new to me; I hadn't heard anything about that. Miss Giant Tits was our nickname for the school's slut, Rao. Personally, I was surprised she wasn't pregnant yet, her and her friend Nine. Nine was a bit more aggressive then her stocked friend, reasons were beyond me. I swear she took some kind of illegal substances, reason for her big aggression like that must lie within them, or drinking. Sake never really caught my heart, if I ever drunk any, it was a small amount so I wouldn't lose myself to it.
"A new guy?" I asked, my voice sounding as surprised as I was feeling. Wonder what this guy is going to be like. Probably no different from the rest, 24/7 thinking of sex, ugh.
Oki nodded, "Yes, they said he was travelling from Fukushima, suppose it's not totally surprising." Coming to a place like Kitakata, yes a surprise. There were no big roads nearby here really, we were in the middle of nowhere with Lake Hibara being closest.
"Well, suppose we'll see him soon, can't see us not spotting him. Rao and Nine will be all over him." I felt sorry for the guy already, Rao and Nine always loved new guys, mostly because they were too gullible to figure out they were out for sport, not companionship. However, I do recall some guys liked it that way, I guess I'd just have to wait until I meet this guy before I pass judgement on him.
"Better late then never, let's head to class before we get into some crap." Oki chuckled slightly before turning to head for school. It was only a 10 minute walk to school but having a companion around really made a difference.
The outside grounds were as always, filled with tyrants. Oki and I made our way to the door before he stopped me, grabbing my wrist, causing me to turn to face him.
"What is it, Oki?" He seemed nervous when I looked at him; I only hoped he wasn't going to ask again. You know what I mean when I say that.
"Well, Ammy… I was just wondering…" He started, then the bell came interrupting him. Saved by the bell, cliché.
"Sorry, Oki, I've got to head for class, I'll see you at lunch ok?" I told him, giving him a quick smile before I turned and walked rather fast towards my music class. I felt sorry for Oki, but I knew what he was going to ask and I was going to say no anyway, why bother sticking around if he knew the answer anyway?
Getting to class early, miraculously, I found it almost empty. I picked my seat near the back where I would be able to concentrate without feeling stared at or paranoid. I relaxed quickly, waiting until the class had officially started. I decided to doodle in my notebook to pass the time, nobody would care either way. Today we would just be talking about the topics and many things we have scheduled to be done this year; it would all have to be done on time. Mrs Orange didn't really appreciate work being late, but she wouldn't exactly cut your head off either. Yes, Mrs Orange was her real name, besides, even if it wasn't we'd call her that behind her back, since she had an orange everyday for lunch.
Jumping suddenly hearing that the room was now rather crowded, despite that I always sat by myself, the only seat left available. Putting my notebook away back in my bag, I got out my music folder, getting out the syllabus of what we were going to do for music this year. Most likely, it would be coursework and making up your own song to play for the examiner when the time came to be assessed.
"Ok, everyone, settle down!" Mrs Orange called us to attention and silence. "Now please, get out your syllabuses and we can begin going through the activities and coursework that must be done this year in time before the final exams hit. If you don't, it will be added work for next year." Everybody groaned at that, but we accepted the conditions anyway, just often other kids preferred to be dramatic over it. Attention seekers, indeed.
"For now, we have little work to be done until lunch break when the next music lesson comes along. So, for now, we'll just focus on the discussion of the coursework." That's pretty much how the rest of the lesson went, talk about coursework and how important it was to our work, adding to 30% of our work, of course.
Time crawled in music and I was glad the gods saved me when the bell rang for next lesson, English. Most of the time, I managed to do alright there, but writing the English language was quite complicated. I wasn't sure why the English wished to make things difficult by spelling a word completely different to what it sounds like most of the time. Whoever made these words up must've been on some dangerous levels of sake (or alcohol as I was told the English referred it to) or drugs, I go with the sake.
Getting to English, I found Himiko sitting in the seat situated next to mine. I smiled, glad she was in school today, I couldn't wait to hear how her life had been going on. Walking to my seat, I sat down with my bag put down under my table before I turned to look at Himiko.
"No big hello for me, then?" I questioned her, faking sadness in both my voice and eyes, those pink irises of mine. Himiko jumped slightly before looking at me with a smile.
"Ammy, sorry I didn't see you there, I was contemplating matters going on inside my head privately, and it's so good to see you again!" Himiko said with enthusiasm. She really was a good friend to me; I would hate to see her turn against me or leave me to fend for myself.
"It's great to see you too, I'm sorry I couldn't make it to movie night last week before school would hit, Izanagi needed help." I apologised. We usually had a movie night every Thursday at Himiko's house, since it had the biggest TV, me, her and Sakuya would go there and mostly watch chick flicks or humorous movies.
Himiko giggled. "It's alright, don't worry about it, we watched Marley and Me this time." Dammit, I had wanted to watch that, better luck next time, I suppose.
"Damn, do you mind if I could borrow it tomorrow and return it the next day? I really wanted to watch that." I asked, knowing that she would say yes anyway.
"Of course you can! I say that's fair, you did tell me you wanted to watch it sometime, just a nuisance it was picked this time." Told you so.
"Thanks, Himiko." I smiled to her.
"Oh, by the way, I've seen the new guy, I talked to him a bit, he seems like a nice guy." Oh, was he now? "He looks a bit odd at first, but once you talk to him, he seems like a shy person, a bit like you." That was unexpected, never thought of anyone acting like me.
"What do you mean by 'looks a bit odd'?" I asked, curiosity getting to me, most likely I would want nothing to do with this new student, but I decided I may as well get to know the details, so I knew what to expect.
"Well... it's hard to explain, just his hat... you'll see when you see him." She said simply before keeping quiet when Miss Fuse, our English teacher, came into the room and demanded silence. I turned to face the front, thinking over about what to expect from this mysterious character. So, at least I knew it was a male student, that much was obvious, but everything else seemed a puzzle for me to solve, he was shy, Himiko had told me, but what else? Nothing, it seems. I'll just have to wait until he appears in one of my classes before I'm able to find anything else out.
Class ending once again, I got up to leave. Himiko got to the door before me, since she didn't bother getting any of her writing stuff out since it was the first day back from summer break, and waited for me beside the door. Before I could get there, however, a smallish boy blocked my way. Issun Boshi, of course, crap.
"Hey, Amaterasu." Issun greeted me in his usual annoying sense of greeting. "Where are you going?"
I sighed, "To class, I really have to go, so I can't stop to chat." I tried going around him, but he held out an arm stopping me, I stepped back to not give him the pleasure of touching me in any way, not even an arm touching me barely would I allow, he'd just push for more if I gave him the satisfaction.
"Aw, c'mon, just for a minute or two. Sure you can't stay?" Issun pushed, the damn… asshole. I didn't really like cursing, Izanagi told me it was very bad manners and inappropriate to swear, so I try to restrict myself as much as possible, but in my head, nobody can hear me, but I try not to in case it accidently becomes a habit and I end up saying it aloud without any recollection of actually saying it.
"No, she can't." Himiko told him, coming to my rescue, thank god. "Butt out, Issun, she doesn't want to talk to you after that incident, piss off." She literally would've hissed at him if she was alone, but with me here she kept her anger in… most of it, anyway. She grabbed my arm and helped pull me away from Issun.
Being dragged away, I was reminded of the incident.
…
Dammit, I was late for class, curse that teacher who can't keep his mouth shut. I ran through the almost abandoned corridors, trying to arrive to my next class before I got into some serious trouble.
I bumped into something smaller then myself, but seemingly stronger. I fell down on my butt on the floor, dropping my books I had quickly picked up and was in too much of a hurry to bother putting them back in my bag.
"Oof." The person groaned, probably slightly dazed from the impact.
"I'm so sorry." I apologised to the unfortunate by-passer. I looked up and saw the last person on earth I had wanted to see, Issun Boshi.
"Oh, hey Ammy, no worries, I'm hard as rock." He grinned. Yes, I'm sure you are, just in the wrong places. I stayed silent whilst I picked up my books; Issun didn't help at all, only sorting out his own pleasure via staring at my ass, most likely, and dreaming up about me in his own perverted mind. I stood up as I collected all of my books and pushed past Issun. Before I got out of range, however, Issun 'unconsciously' and 'without any idea at all' touched a very inappropriate place on my chest. I near squeaked and turned to glare at Issun with my best death glare.
Issun put his hands up in surrender. "It was an accident! Sorry, Ammy." The little liar. The callous liar. How dare he! He won't hear the end of it, mark my words.
"Just... stay away from me; I don't want to speak to you again." I told him simply, quietly, not allowing my anger to get the better of me. Izanagi training me to be able to defend myself in case of any guys who wished to take advantage of me was a great idea, it just wasn't really recommended in a place like this high school. He's not worth it, I told myself, just walk on, tell Himiko and get it over with. I turned on my heels, my hair probably flying and swishing in the air, and walked off rather fast towards my class, eager to let Himiko know on what had happened.
Getting to Himiko wasn't hard; she must've gotten anxious and asked the teacher if she could go find me, because she was just walking out of our maths class to find me.
"Himiko!" I called her, hoping not to be too late to catch her attention. She turned hearing my voice and seemed to sigh of relief, bless that girl had a heart of gold.
"There you are!" She exclaimed and ran towards me, about to glomp me until she saw the mass of books I had in my arms. She refrained herself from hugging me and cleared her throat. "Where were you? It's not like you to be this late."
I sighed, getting ready to tell her the news; I knew I had to tell her, although I really didn't want to. Just thinking about it made me want to go to a corner to cry, I had never been touched in that way before, I really didn't want to either, only with a person I trusted more than with just my life, but my existence and soul.
"Himiko... can we... I need to go to the bathroom." I stuttered out, Himiko instantly knew something big must've happened and she nodded, understanding that I needed a few minutes.
"Did you want me to come with you?" She asked, placing a hand on my shoulder. I nodded, it would be easier to tell her in the bathrooms then out in the seemingly open area. She smiled slightly and nodded. "Alright, just give me a moment to tell Miss Tuskle that you need a moment to break down." She patted my shoulder before heading back through the door to the class. I decided to make my way to the bathroom, just for a moment alone to gather my thoughts, and most likely break down in tears.
Arriving in the bathrooms, I was grateful Issun didn't appear anywhere unexpectedly, I wasn't sure I could handle seeing him again. I went to a corner in the toilets before sitting down, pulling my knees to my chest and hid my face in my knees, letting out the tears I had been holding in since I told Issun to never talk to me again. It wasn't often I cried, I was sometimes bullied, of course, being an albino had it's disadvantages, but they had never really brought me down to tears like I had right now. What nerve that boy had, I couldn't really believe he had the nerve to do that, to me no less as well, trained to beat him to a pulp. But of course, he would know I wouldn't risk my angel records just to punch him in the face, I'll leave that for Himiko, I'm sure she would love to punch his face in so much it can't come back out.
I heard footsteps coming into the toilets and I looked up spotting Himiko coming in to check on me. I smiled slightly, but I'm sure I had a tear running down my cheek. Himiko sighed a sad sigh, she hated to see me in any sort of pain, this one was bad emotional pain and shame.
"Oh, Amaterasu." Himiko's voice was filled with sorrow, she was feeling sorry for me, but she was slightly confused as well, she had no idea what had brought this on, I never told her. "What happened to make you act this way."
I sniffed and got out a tissue I always kept with me, putting it to my nose so I could blow it. After blowing it, I looked back at her. "It's Issun... the teacher asked me to stay to talk to her about the exam problem I was having, and I was running late, so I was running towards Maths... that's when I bumped into him, I wasn't looking where I was going..." I hesitated, not sure if I should tell her, scared that she would burst into sudden rage at me.
"Go on..." Himiko urged, she was so good at convincing people to do things that were for their own good, it was almost impossible to be able to refuse her. If she ever became queen, I would really envy her.
"I bent down to pick the books up, I had dropped them in the event of bumping into him, and when I stood up he..." I sighed, taking a deep breath. "He felt my breast up."
"HE WHAT!?" That did it, Himiko looked enraged, this is what I was worried about. Himiko stood up. "That no good arrogant, tiny brained, ill-witted little bastard! He's not getting away with this, wait until I catch him, oh, he'll be wishing for death!" She turned to head outside, she was going to go look for Issun.
"Himiko, wait!" I yelled, not wanting her to leave, one for the reason that I was still in tears and in need of a friend to talk to, another so that she wouldn't go and rip out Issun's throat. "Please, sort him out later... I just really need a friend right now." She stopped and looked back at me, before nodding and smiling. She turned and walked towards me, squatting down beside me to talk to me, calming me down. It did the trick; I slowly calmed down and left the restroom later with a smile on my face with dried tear stains on my cheek nobody else will ever know the reason for.
...
It took me a month before I got over that, I never told Izanagi the reason I wasn't getting out of the house. He asked once but I shook my head, telling him I couldn't tell him yet, and he let it go, he knew trying to push it out of me was completely pointless.
Himiko stopped suddenly and I was brought back to the present to see where we were, lunch time, lucky. The canteen (also known as cafeteria, for those of you unable to understand the British term) was starting to become slightly crowded, it wasn't as bad as it could be, most of the students were probably looking for the new guy to go 'warm up', the gossip about the new guy was unbelievable, it's like they found their new play toy to go mess with. Blergh.
Grabbing a tray, picking out some little bits of a simple egg sandwich with orange juice and fruit salad, I followed Himiko to our usual table. Sakuya was already there, chatting to Oki. She saw me and looked up to wave at me with a smile on her face. I smiled back to her and took my seat next to her, as I usually did. She didn't have a boyfriend with her today, surprise, surprise.
"Hey, Ammy!" She eagerly then hugged me slightly, trying not to be too rough knowing I was sensitive to touch. It was hard to explain, a small touch could fell like a prick of a needle, whilst a widely ranged touch would feel a bit more comfortable. It was probably some weird touching condition that was incurable and you just have to live with it, it probably doesn't even have a name.
"Hello, Sakuya, how are you today?" I asked, being polite.
She shrugged, "Same ol', nothing different, I'm sorry you missed Marley and Me."
Oki looked at me, "You didn't turn up for your film night?" He sounded surprised.
I shook my head, "Sadly not, I was busy, my uncle asked me to help him with the farm work since autumn is coming soon and he needs to get as much food harvested as possible. We've been working hard over the summer, but I managed to get 742yen for the job I did, that's a day." I smiled, it wasn't much really since I worked for 6 hours but I accepted it, I would've helped my uncle even if he didn't have any money to give me.
"Nice, how many days did you help your uncle?" Himiko asked, curious.
"About 4 days." I told her and she smiled, hugging me again.
"Aw, that's great, Ammy! You've got some money so we can go shopping now!" Sakuya let out excitedly. I grimaced; I wasn't the shopping kind of girl, that was a dream for Sakuya, she loved shopping more then most guys.
"I'm not sure, I still need to help my uncle for a few days with the harvesting and getting everything ready for the coming winter. You know farming becomes difficult when winter finally hits, with snow and everything." Sakuya's face dropped but she nodded, understanding and put on a smile for me.
"That's ok, that means you'll have even more money ready to be more prepared for a shopping trip." She squealed, whilst I inwardly groaned.
"Is shopping your lifestyle or something?" Oki asked, with slight humour in his voice
Sakuya glared at him. "Now, now fireman, no need to ruin my moment." We all laughed and began our conversations. Talking about what we had been doing over the summer break, the timetable, the homework and exams we were expecting coming soon, already.
Then it turned to about the new boy.
"So, has everybody seen him?" Sakuya asked, excitement in her voice. Oh brother. "He looks gorgeous, doesn't he?" Himiko nodded, unable to deny the fact.
"Yes, he looked rather strange... but man, does he have a face!"
"I know! You just want to ravish it!"
I sighed and turned away from the conversation those two love birds were currently debating together about. I didn't want to know about the new guy, what was so great about him that the whole school seemed to be so riled up about him? Honestly, it's like he's into sorcery and cast a spell across the whole school to get out rumours spreading about him being an 'angel' or something.
"You haven't seen the new kid yet, have you?" I looked at Oki, seeing him near smiling, amused by my annoyance.
"No, not yet, so right now I don't get the deal about how he gets so much attention. How is it some people are so easily excitable?"
Oki laughed slightly, "If you saw the new guy, you'd see."
I sighed, "But seriously, he can't be that great." I insisted.
"Well, I don't think he's that great, looks cute of course, I can't deny that but he's just a weird kid if you ask me, it's like he's hiding something that he doesn't want anybody to know about." I raised my eyebrow at this. He was being secretive? Was told he was shy, maybe he doesn't want all this attention, he just got unlucky and probably looked good enough to eat by most of the whore girls we had in this sorry excuse of a school, and is having trouble keeping out of everybody sights, which probably torments him terribly.
Wait, I was already feeling sorry for him? It seems like it, I could be kind, I knew that but I barely knew this boy, I didn't even know what he looks like, I know almost nothing about him, how can he already seem to be gaining my sympathy when I haven't even met him yet? I sighed inwardly; I had much to think about. First, I needed to see this new boy, perhaps then I would be able to find out what all this excitement is about.
After eating what dinner I wanted, I got up and took my tray to be cleaned before making my way by myself to my next class. I wasn't lucky, however, for I only managed to get around 100 steps away from the canteen, before a brush of smoke blew past me and made me want to gag. How disgusting and very unsanitary! I turned to see where the brush of smoke came from and I shouldn't have been surprised to see Nine and Crimson there, in a seemingly sexually and intimate way of standing next to each other. I grimaced.
"Why, hello there, miss snow woman." Nine grinned at me, before sucking in more of that nicotine crap into her system. Yes that's it, keep at it and choke to death, do us all a favour.
"What do you want, Nine?" I asked her, trying to seem polite, but my patience was running thin. Crimson moved from Nine, taking a sip of his own fag before blowing the smoke right in my face, making me cough and my eyes water badly.
"You should be more polite," he told me as I wanted so badly to glare at his seemingly heavy built chest, showing it's shape out of that thin shirt he was wearing and those trousers with chains on them were not just for show, but to be used as well when teachers weren't looking. "Nine here has been looking forward to seeing the new kid, I don't suppose you've seen him?"
I shook my head, I never did lie, and if I ever did I would've been terrible at it. "No, sadly, I've heard all the rumours about him, but I haven't got a single class with him yet."
Crimson searched my face a moment before nodding, satisfied. "If you see him, tell him I'll be looking for him." Sure, I'll tell him to avoid you at all costs. I nodded simply before turning to move away, feeling lucky that neither Crimson nor Nine wanted to press matters further. Before I got out of earshot, however, I did hear the loud bang of a locker being tackled on... or more like a certain Nine being pushed at it and most certainly currently being molested upon it. I shivered, that was not something I wanted to think about right now. I lost count on how many times Crimson and Nine got in trouble for that, probably lost count how many times they also got suspended from school because of it. Way too often, but their parents are wealthy, from what I heard, so they could just buy their way out of trouble, how very typically whoreish it was, of course.
Second and last lesson of music, it was pretty empty as usual. I went to my seat, getting out my notebook to doodle on to pass the time, whilst letting my thoughts run wild, as it does every other time I have nothing better to do. What to do tonight when I get home? Help Izanagi with farming for the winter, which of course is one thing, but when it gets too cold outside for me, what then? Homework, most likely. Practice my piano playing skills, television, computers, the new 'it' around here now. I admit, it can be quite fun to use, if only the internet wasn't as slow as a turtle on land, perhaps even slower. I suppose it can't be helped, thinking about how many people actually use it, quite a lot.
The classroom started getting noisy and I looked around to find the teacher was just arriving, with, not surprisingly, an orange. Mrs Orange's fetish was never going to get old.
"Alright class, settle down!" We complied nicely, however it took longer then normal since we were all worked up after having eaten and had lunch break, it usually does get a lot more excitable after lunch, more to the fact we had sugar put into our system.
"Now, I know we've all heard a new student is joining our school today and we all seem very excited he joined us." You have no idea. "But don't get too excited when I say he'll be joining our music classes from now on." Say what? The new boy was going to be taking music? Well, that certainly was a surprise to me. "Ok, so if you could please come in, Ushiwaka." Everyone turned to look at the door, waiting for him to come in.
When he did, I swear I almost gasped aloud in surprise and glee.
Yes, cliffhanger, on the very first chapter of this fanfic... aren't I cruel? Of course -evil laugh-
I thought you guys would prefer it, may as well give it high school drama, fwee.
So, next chapter will be written in Waka's POV so we shall know a little bit more about him, this will be very interesting, won't it? -glee-
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~Blackie