Author's note: This story will be following the Beelzebub anime, but it might have some elements from the manga mixed in too. I apologize in advance if that's too confusing... (^_^;) Also, this story is starting at the end of episode 11 of the anime. Feel free to ask me if you have any questions. (^_^) I'm sorry if the characters get too OOC! I'll try my best not to do that.
I own nothing but my OC.
A Rose Among Thorns: Yoroshiku!
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Himekawa Tatsuya slowly opened his eyes as he regained consciousness. He felt like he'd just been run over by a truck, but then again, that was probably to be expected after getting caught in the blast from when he destroyed that damn bazooka... And now he was faced with a sight he'd really rather not see—that bastard, Kanzaki's ugly mug. For some reason, the other member of the Tohoshinki had been looming over his unconscious body.
"Yo. You awake?" Kanzaki leered, smirking, as he straightened up, and stepped away from Himekawa, giving him space now that he was showing signs of life. "Want a drink?" Kanzaki asked as Himekawa pushed himself up into a sitting position.
"Tch. I don't feel like drinkin' your backwash." Himekawa said moodily. Why did he have to be found by Kanzaki of all people? Well, at least Oga hadn't seen him like this...
= Gurgle~! =
"Eh?" Himekawa said, surprised as he glanced briefly at his own growling stomach. It just had to go off now, didn't it? Was he feeling so hungry because he hadn't been that active for a while?
"Heh. The vending machine broke, so two came out. I was just gonna throw it out anyway." Kanzaki said sardonically as he held out a Yogurty drink box. Of course, he'd never really throw it away, but like hell he was going to just openly admit he was being nice—Himekawa had better be grateful since he was making an effort to share this 'nectar of the gods' with him.
"Hmph. This is why you weren't raised right..." Himekawa grumbled as he swiped the drink box out of Kanzaki's hand and pivoted into a stereotypical badass-delinquent squatting pose in one smooth motion. "Don't waste food, you!"
"Oh, yeah? I think you'd make a pretty nice trash bin." Kanzaki leered as he squatted down beside Himekawa and watched him drink.
"This isn't bad." Himekawa said, slightly surprised as he stared at the blue drink box. For something with such a weird name, it tasted pretty good.
"Right?" Kanzaki said smugly. No one could resist the deliciousness known as Yogurty!
"Go buy me some everyday." Himekawa told him loftily.
"How about you apologize for gettin' a big head, huh?" Kanzaki retorted, vein mark throbbing on his head as he raised his fist. Didn't this bastard ever learn how to properly thank someone?
"Why don't we find out just who should be apologizin'? Ehh?" Himekawa challenged stubbornly.
"Oh, yeah!?" Kanzaki said incredulously. Himekawa really knew how to piss him off, didn't he!?
"—Look, I already apologized. Besides, you bumped into me!" They heard a girl's voice say indignantly.
"Huh?" Himekawa and Kanzaki said curiously, a little pissed that her comment had just interrupted their fight. The two juvenile delinquents decided to take a look to see what the big fuss was about. Man, that chick had a loud voice—she was all the way on the other side of the road, and they could still hear her.
"I don't know what your problem is, but I have somewhere I need to be... If I don't hurry... the super sale on eggs at the super market will end! Do you want me to starve!? Huh!?" The pink-haired girl asked, clearly irritated.
She was shorter than average, and she looked like she was part foreigner. She was wearing a black Ed Hardy hoodie with roses and a skull on the back, an I heart NYt-shirt, cargo pants, and red converses. The pink-haired girl was currently in the middle of staring down three juvenile delinquents, but their uniforms weren't from any school that Kanzaki and Himekawa had seen before. One of them was huge and wielded a metal pipe, another had an idiotic nose ring that made him look like a cow, and the last one was wearing a super-long red scarf for some reason. In Himekawa's opinion, Pinky was a pretty good-looking girl, but not really enough to cause that much of a fuss over.
"Heh! You think I give a shit what you think?" The tallest one (who seemed to be the leader) asked cynically. "We bumped into you on purpose, dip-shit!" He leered at her.
"Eh? Why would you do that?" Pinky asked innocently, tilting her head slightly in confusion. A vein mark throbbed on the big guy's head as he grit his teeth in irritation.
"Ahaha! I heard this bitch was supposed to be smart, but she's a total air-head!" Cow-boy laughed. "Ain't it obvious? We're pickin' a fight with ya! You think everything will end just because you're switchin' schools—and to Ishiyama High of all places!?"
'Oh? So that girl is transferring to our school...?' Himekawa thought, narrowing his eyes slightly. That meant these punks were basically daring to pick a fight with Ishiyama. Well, it might be interesting to see how she handled this. If this girl couldn't even defeat these three weaklings, then she wouldn't even last five minutes at Ishiyama.
"Oh. So it's just the same as usual, then? Well, in that case... Can this wait 'till after I buy the eggs?" Pinky said frankly, not looking fazed at all, even after hearing that three violent creeps wanted to beat the crap out of her. Her nonchalance only seemed to piss them off more.
"It looks like you won't understand your situation... until we show ya—!" Scarf-boy yelled as he suddenly took a swing at her.
= Whoosh! =
Scarf-boy's fist flew past Pinky's face as she sidestepped his attack.
"!?" The three JDs said, surprised that she had dodged his attack so easily.
"You're the ones who don't understand..." Pinky said, furrowing her brow slightly in irritation as she dodged a kick from scarf-boy. She grabbed the end of his scarf. "I'm frickin' dirt poor! If I don't buy those eggs while they're on sale—I won't be able to eat protein for a whole week!" She shouted indignantly as she yanked hard on the scarf, and sent Scarf-boy spinning like a little top as his scarf unwound from around his neck.
= WHAM! =
Scarf-boy slammed face-first into the wall of a nearby building.
"Kyoooo!" The two remaining enemies cried dramatically.
"Damn you, you bitch! How dare you do that to Kyo-Kyo!?" Cow-boy shouted angrily as he charged at her.
"Olé~!" Pinky sang comically as she waved the red scarf in front of him, distracting him from the fact that she had just stuck her foot out to trip him, until it was too late.
"Ugh!" Cow-boy grunted in pain as he fell to the ground. "Don't treat me like I'm some lowly cow, you bitch!" He yelled angrily, multiple vein marks throbbing on his forehead as he picked himself up off the ground.
= Be-beep! Be-beep! Be-beep! =
"!?" Pinky gasped in shock as she glanced at her watched and silenced the alarm. She stared at her watch in horror. "... It's over..." She said dejectedly, her eyes hidden by her bangs, as she hung her head in defeat. Cow-boy smirked. He didn't know why she was suddenly giving up, but if she thought she could escape by doing so, then she was dead wrong!
"Hah! Eat thi—!?" Cow-boy yelled as he took a swing at her, but his gleeful cry died in his throat when Pinky grabbed his fist, stopping it just an few inches away from her face. She glared at him as she radiated an ominous aura.
"Because of you three..." Pinky said darkly as she reached a hand up towards Cow-boy's face. "I ended up missing the whole sale!!" She shouted angrily, vein mark throbbing on her head as she ripped out his stupid nose ring.
"Gyaaaaaaah—!!" Cow-boy shrieked in agony as he crumpled to the ground, holding his bleeding nose.
"Give me back my only source of protein, you bastards!! How am I supposed to make tamogoyaki without eggs!?" Pinky roared with righteous fury. Now she was going to have to survive on just instant ramen and tap water for an entire week, dammit!
= WHACK! =
"Dammit! You'll pay for that, you bitch!" The big guy growled as he hit her on the head with his pipe from behind. How dare a girl hurt his underlings like that! He grinned wickedly when she fell to the ground. "I'll kill ya—"
"Oi." Kanzaki said dangerously, cutting the big guy off as he gripped his wrist tightly.
"What the hell do you think you're doin' on my turf, bastard?" Himekawa demanded darkly as he glared menacingly at the stranger.
"Wait. What the hell do you mean 'your turf'?" Kanzaki asked Himekawa, vein mark throbbing on his forehead.
"Let go of me, ya basta—!" Big guy yelled at Kanzaki, swinging his pipe at him.
= Grab. =
"!" Big guy said, startled when a small and delicate hand reached out and caught the pipe before it could hit Kanzaki.
"You know, hitting someone from behind... is a pretty low thing to do." Pinky said darkly as she glared at him.
"H-How are you still okay!? I hit you hard enough to crack your skull open!!" Big guy stuttered nervously. Pinky smirked.
"Heh. If you'd bothered to get info from anyone who actually knew me, then you'd know... I'm ridiculously hard-headed to the point that it's stupid!" She declared proudly as she head butted him, knocking him out cold with a single blow.
"..." Kanzaki and Himekawa said as they stared at her, dumbfounded. Was that really something to be so proud of? This girl was obviously an idiot... or maybe she was brain damaged from being hit so hard.
"Phew~!" Pinky said as she sighed in relief and wiped the sweat from her brow. "I can't believe I let him catch me off guard like that! Well, at least I know that chivalry isn't completely dead yet." She said, smiling at them. "I'm Kurokawa Misaki, and you are...?"
"I'm Ishiyama's Himekawa..." Himekawa said as he and Kanzaki watched her drag the three unconscious JDs over to a street light and tie them to the post using the red scarf.
"And I'm Kanzaki." Kanzaki added.
"Cool. Nice to meet you, Himekawa-san and Kanzaki-san. Thanks for the save!" Misaki said, smiling gratefully at them as she pulled a permanent marker out of her pants pocket, and she started doodling on her enemies' faces. She wrote FAIL in English and all caps on their foreheads, and then she drew spirals on their cheeks and mustaches and glasses around their eyes. They sweat dropped. What was she, twelve?
"Tch. It's not like we did it for you." Kanzaki said.
"We just happened to overhear that you're a student at Ishiyama now. We can't have our reputation being ruined because you lost to such weaklings." Himekawa added.
"Oh... Well, thanks anyway." Misaki said, sweat dropping, as she smiled wryly. "So, does that mean you're my sempais, then? Oh, wait—I forgot that I'm going to be a third-year now... but I'd be a first-year if I wasn't skipping grades..." Misaki said thoughtfully.
"Skipping grades...?" Himekawa asked skeptically, raising an eyebrow at her.
"Yep! I want to graduate as quickly as possible, so I decided to go ahead and test out of the first two years of high school. So I'll be a third-year, even though I'm only sixteen-years-old." Misaki said matter-of-factly. Vein marks throbbed on Himekawa and Kanzaki's heads. The way she made it sound so easy pissed them off. Was this idiot really trying to say she was a genius or something? "By the way... what kind of school is Ishiyama?" Misaki asked curiously. "There was a lot going on when I moved to this city, so I didn't have time to visit the school in person." They stared blankly at her for a few moments. Seriously, how did this kid manage to skip grades? Was she an idiot? She had to be! Why would anyone enroll at a school like Ishiyama without at least surveying the territory first!? This kid was going to be eaten alive! Not that it was their problem...
"Well, you'll find out once you go." Himekawa said as he readjusted his sunglasses. Why ruin the surprise?
"You have a hard head, so you'll be fine... probably." Kanzaki said skeptically as he walked past her, and waved goodbye to them over his shoulder without looking back. "Later."
"Bye-bye, Kanzaki-sempai!" Misaki said cheerfully.
= Growl =
Misaki blinked, slightly surprised, before glancing at Himekawa.
"Was that your stomach, or mine?" She asked him.
"Sh-Shut up!" Himekawa said indignantly. Damn. He was starving now, and he was out of money since he blew his entire allowance on his failed plans to get revenge on Oga. Now what was he supposed to do? It would still be a few more days before he got his allowance again...
"Ah, I know that look—It's the 'I'm starving, but I have no idea what I can buy with so little money' look, right?" Misaki said excitedly, staring at him as though she had just found a long-lost comrade. "Could it be that you're poor t—"
"Like hell I am!" Himekawa shouted, vein mark throbbing on his forehead. "I just miscalculated some of my spending a little... but that's all! I'm the son of the head of the 'Himekawa Group,' a financial zaibatsu!" He told her.
"Oh, how nice for you." Misaki said, smiling wryly as she sweat dropped. "So, that means you have a place to live then, huh? Must be nice to have a roof over your head... Well, I'll be off to the ¥100 store to buy a pack of cup ramen." She said as she turned to leave. "I guess I'll see you at school tomorrow. Good luck wit—"
"How much money do you have?" Himekawa asked gravely as he placed a hand on her shoulder, holding her in place, and loomed over her. Misaki sweat dropped as she stared up at him. From that question, it sounded like he had zero money left. She took a calming breath, hoping she wasn't going to regret what she was about to suggest.
"If you need food, and I need a place to stay... I'll share my pack of ramen with you in exchange for shelter..." Misaki said cautiously.
"..." Himekawa said as he stared at her for a moment, trying to decide just how desperate he was. His stomach growled again. Yep, pretty desperate. "Fine. But you can't tell anyone about the fact that I actually ran out of money for the first time in my life, got it?" He said sternly.
"Got it!" Misaki said, grinning as she saluted him. "This is awesome! Now I won't have to fight a homeless person for a bench in the park to sleep on tonight~!" She cheered happily. Himekawa sweat dropped. Suddenly, being temporarily out of money didn't seem so bad... at least not compared to this girl's situation...