Title: Born a Fighter
Author: Gum-Happy
Date Written: 5/9/03
Author's Ramble's: I decided to create this fanfic because while looking through the search engines, I noticed the only fics I could find about my favorite Battle Royale characters were either slash fics, or just remakes of BR. So here it is! A fanfic based on Kawada. Hes my favorite character and I'm hopelessly obsessed with him. This fic is based mostly on the novel though, as in the movie Kawada signs up for the Battle Royale. So this story is mainly about Kawada's one-month experience at Shiroiwa Junior High School BEFORE 3-B was chosen for Battle Royale. Please understand that I am still new to this fanfiction thing and this is my first fic on Battle Royale. R&R please, no flames, and any tips is of course accepted. ^_^; ~ Gum-Happy
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An echo passed through the hallway as Shougo Kawada slammed his locker closed. He muttered a few words to himself as he gripped a faintly worn out history book and stepped towards his homeroom. A few student's whispered quietly as he passed, down the slightly crowded hall. A small group of girls giggled and stared as he stepped by. Occupied by his numerous thoughts, Shougo lost track of where he was headed and bumped into a cream colored school coat.
The figure quickly turned around and pushed Shougo back a bit using his index and middle finger. Although Shougo hardly stepped back. Shougo stared at him a bit as the tall boy's eyes widened. The figure quickly got out of his way, a slightly puzzled look formed on Shougo's face. Not that he expected a response of course. Not many people communicated with him besides doctor's or physicians since the incident.
Shougo continued to walk down the hallway, his shoes squeaking a bit. It was April, so the road was still damped with rain when he walked to the school earlier.
He turned the rusty handle of a moderate sized, but slightly worn out door. Shougo stepped in the classroom, and looked around. Everyone was already quietly seated with their backs faced towards him. It wasn't long before a face turned around curiously to see who came in. Followed by the rest of the students.
Shougo cleared his throat as the students quietly stared at him. He hated being stared at, so he spoke up in a hardly whispering voice in order to get the teachers attention.
"Sensei."
Although faint, the man heard Shougo's quiet yet deep voice and turned around. He looked a bit surprised to see him but then smiled adjusting his glasses. "Oh. Welcome, I am Mr. Hayashida. You must be..." He pulled out a grey leather folder, opened it up and flipped through the pages. It took him awhile before he finally spoke, "...Kawada Shougo, am I right?"
Shougo remained expressionless but humbly nodded.
Hayashida was of moderate height, he wore a blue-grey suit which was sort of wrinkled. A pair of ridiculous looking glasses sat upon his nose. The glasses looked like someone took a marker and drew on a pair of large circles around his eyes, although they looked funny though, they gave Hayashida a look of intelligence.
"All right, I thought so. Everyone,"-he clapped his hands although everyone was dead silent-"we have a new student today here in class 3-B. I'd like you to meet Shougo Kawada. He just moved here from Kobe, does anyone know where that is?" He smiled again. As if not expecting a response, Hayashida continued in a matter of seconds. "I hope that each and everyone of you will welcome Shougo to this school. Shougo, you may take a seat over there." Hayashida pointed his index finger to the second to last desk next to the window.
Shougo quietly nodded and walked towards his desk. With students still staring at him, he sat down and quietly looked back at some of them. A few turned to face the front again, but some looked at him in a strange way... A way that made him feel unwanted. Shougo knew why most were still staring. Yes, it was the scar. The large gash that ran from the top of his forehead right down to his left eyebrow. He wasn't surprised that people would stare though, it wasn't hard to miss.
Shougo folded his arms as Hayashida continued his speech about a war. Although he had no clue what was going on, Cut me some slack I just got here. Kawada lounged a bit and patiently pretended to listen. It seemed that about 15 minutes passed until Hayashida finally said something of interest.
"Alright, that about wraps it up. So read about 3 chapters in your books and don't forget to do the questions alright?" He glanced at his wristwatch. "You have about 40 minutes, you may work in groups if you want."
Almost immediately, students stood up and started talking and moving their desks around. Except for Shougo, he just quietly sat there and stared at them still leaned against the window. He looked over to a group of girls near by who kept looking at him and giggling. He flashed a decent smile at one of them and the girl seemed startled and turned the other direction. Shougo's smile faded, he let out a small sigh and opened up his textbook.
Author: Gum-Happy
Date Written: 5/9/03
Author's Ramble's: I decided to create this fanfic because while looking through the search engines, I noticed the only fics I could find about my favorite Battle Royale characters were either slash fics, or just remakes of BR. So here it is! A fanfic based on Kawada. Hes my favorite character and I'm hopelessly obsessed with him. This fic is based mostly on the novel though, as in the movie Kawada signs up for the Battle Royale. So this story is mainly about Kawada's one-month experience at Shiroiwa Junior High School BEFORE 3-B was chosen for Battle Royale. Please understand that I am still new to this fanfiction thing and this is my first fic on Battle Royale. R&R please, no flames, and any tips is of course accepted. ^_^; ~ Gum-Happy
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An echo passed through the hallway as Shougo Kawada slammed his locker closed. He muttered a few words to himself as he gripped a faintly worn out history book and stepped towards his homeroom. A few student's whispered quietly as he passed, down the slightly crowded hall. A small group of girls giggled and stared as he stepped by. Occupied by his numerous thoughts, Shougo lost track of where he was headed and bumped into a cream colored school coat.
The figure quickly turned around and pushed Shougo back a bit using his index and middle finger. Although Shougo hardly stepped back. Shougo stared at him a bit as the tall boy's eyes widened. The figure quickly got out of his way, a slightly puzzled look formed on Shougo's face. Not that he expected a response of course. Not many people communicated with him besides doctor's or physicians since the incident.
Shougo continued to walk down the hallway, his shoes squeaking a bit. It was April, so the road was still damped with rain when he walked to the school earlier.
He turned the rusty handle of a moderate sized, but slightly worn out door. Shougo stepped in the classroom, and looked around. Everyone was already quietly seated with their backs faced towards him. It wasn't long before a face turned around curiously to see who came in. Followed by the rest of the students.
Shougo cleared his throat as the students quietly stared at him. He hated being stared at, so he spoke up in a hardly whispering voice in order to get the teachers attention.
"Sensei."
Although faint, the man heard Shougo's quiet yet deep voice and turned around. He looked a bit surprised to see him but then smiled adjusting his glasses. "Oh. Welcome, I am Mr. Hayashida. You must be..." He pulled out a grey leather folder, opened it up and flipped through the pages. It took him awhile before he finally spoke, "...Kawada Shougo, am I right?"
Shougo remained expressionless but humbly nodded.
Hayashida was of moderate height, he wore a blue-grey suit which was sort of wrinkled. A pair of ridiculous looking glasses sat upon his nose. The glasses looked like someone took a marker and drew on a pair of large circles around his eyes, although they looked funny though, they gave Hayashida a look of intelligence.
"All right, I thought so. Everyone,"-he clapped his hands although everyone was dead silent-"we have a new student today here in class 3-B. I'd like you to meet Shougo Kawada. He just moved here from Kobe, does anyone know where that is?" He smiled again. As if not expecting a response, Hayashida continued in a matter of seconds. "I hope that each and everyone of you will welcome Shougo to this school. Shougo, you may take a seat over there." Hayashida pointed his index finger to the second to last desk next to the window.
Shougo quietly nodded and walked towards his desk. With students still staring at him, he sat down and quietly looked back at some of them. A few turned to face the front again, but some looked at him in a strange way... A way that made him feel unwanted. Shougo knew why most were still staring. Yes, it was the scar. The large gash that ran from the top of his forehead right down to his left eyebrow. He wasn't surprised that people would stare though, it wasn't hard to miss.
Shougo folded his arms as Hayashida continued his speech about a war. Although he had no clue what was going on, Cut me some slack I just got here. Kawada lounged a bit and patiently pretended to listen. It seemed that about 15 minutes passed until Hayashida finally said something of interest.
"Alright, that about wraps it up. So read about 3 chapters in your books and don't forget to do the questions alright?" He glanced at his wristwatch. "You have about 40 minutes, you may work in groups if you want."
Almost immediately, students stood up and started talking and moving their desks around. Except for Shougo, he just quietly sat there and stared at them still leaned against the window. He looked over to a group of girls near by who kept looking at him and giggling. He flashed a decent smile at one of them and the girl seemed startled and turned the other direction. Shougo's smile faded, he let out a small sigh and opened up his textbook.