Let the Drummer Kick
By Asch the Bloody
Disclaimer: I don't own Rurouni Kenshin. All original characters, themes, and plots belong to ViZ Media and Nobuhiro Watsuki. I also do not own the song "Let the Drummer Kick" by Citizen Cope.
Chapter 1: Relations
"Damn!"
A raven-haired girl ran down the empty halls of Granite Hills High. Her cheeks were red and she was breathing deep. Damn, damn, DAMN!! If Misao hadn't kept me up all night talking about her "Aoshi-sama" I wouldn't have overslept!
Just as the bell rang, she trucked into the room, completely disheveled. Everybody had been in their seats already when she barged in. The teacher was apparently less than happy with the situation.
"Kaoru Kamiya! Is there a reason why you're storming into my class so late?"
Kaoru quirked an eyebrow, "I'm here, aren't I?"
"If you are not in your seat when the bell rings, you're late. It is the rule!" the teacher exclaimed.
Kaoru just waved her hand in mock defeat, "Yeah, yeah, I get it." She turned around to take her seat in the back of the class. The teacher gave one last sigh and proceeded to prepare for the day's lesson.
She sat down and began to smear on her black makeup. Like all high schools, Granite Hills had a much defined social system made up of cliques: the rich kids, the geeks, the preps, the jocks, the losers, the musicians, the badasses, the black kids, the Asian kids, the Spanish kids, and the Goth kids. Sometimes there were cliques within cliques, but that's too complicated to explain. Looking at Kaoru, people would think that she was a Goth, but she never really tied herself down to one group of friends. So you could say she was sort of a drifter.
However there was one group she particularly hated:
The players.
Kaoru, not really paying attention to the lesson, started to gag slightly at the thought of those disrespectful assholes. They were a clique within the rich kids. They get with just about every girl in the school, they have all the money, and they are supposed to be the "Gods of Granite Hills" just because they all look good.
She mentally spat on them, hating them with her whole heart…
"KAMIYA! PAY ATTENTION!!"
"KAO! HEY KAO-CHAN!"
Misao snapped Kaoru out of her trance, "Honestly, Misao, do you really have to yell that loud? I'm standing right here!" Kaoru said, sticking her pinky in her ear.
Misao raised one of her finely plucked eyebrows at her, "You should know me well enough by now."
Kaoru and Misao have been friends since they were in diapers. Although they grew up to be totally different people, Misao being one of the riches kids in the area, they are still best friends.
"Well anyway, Aoshi-sama…"
"Ugh, would you stop talking about him?"
"What's wrong Kao-chan? I thought you said you liked him too."
"Yeah, as a friend, not as a stalking target!"
"I don't stalk him…much…"
Kaoru cut her eyes at that, "Right…"
The lunchroom was bustling with kids from all social groups. Misao searched insanely for the Goth table.
"Aoshi! Aoshi!"
The ice block turned slightly from his position against the wall to face her. Kaoru shivered. Geez, it's almost as if he gives off sub zero temperatures or something…
Misao crashed into him and enveloped him in a bone crushing hug "Oh Aoshi-sama! It's great to see you again, it really is!"
"Um…nice to see you…too…" Aoshi said in between breaths. She finally let go.
"Guess what! Mother told me that she and your uncle are going to go to Fiji for their honeymoon! I get the house all to myself!"
Aoshi nodded. About a month ago, Aoshi's uncle married Misao's widowed mother. Therefore, she and Aoshi would be step-cousins. Kaoru constantly reminds her of this, but, of course, it never stopped her from closely shadowing Aoshi.
Kaoru excused herself from the two and headed out of the cafeteria. Feeling bored, she wandered the halls, trying to find something interesting to do.
This school sucks, she thought, there's nothing interesting to do except learn.
She turned a few corners and headed down a few halls, only to find a certain player trying to harass one of her dear friends, Megumi Takani.
"Hey girl, don't be like that. I just want to show you a good time and—"
"Leave me alone."
"Come on, you know I love you…"
Kaoru sneaked up on the bastard and hit him as hard as she could on the head. He let out a loud yelp and hit the floor.
"Shit! Megumi, are you okay?"
Megumi was breathing hard from the shock, "Yeah, he was just trying to get down my pants again…" she pointed at him.
Kaoru bent down and poked him. Is he dead? No, I'm not that strong…
The guy stirred a little, and suddenly, his eyes snapped open, scaring the girls.
He quickly got up on his feet and glared at the two. Megumi stepped back, "Uhh, Kaoru, I think I'm gonna go…" Then, she turned around and bolted.
The guy looked pissed, and then slightly amused, "I never thought you Goths could pack a punch like that. I have to give you props, Kamiya."
"Up yours, scar face."
His amber eyes danced with laughter, "Now, now why the hostile words. It really cuts deep, you know," He held up his wrist and slid his finger across it.
Her cheeks grew red with fury, "I'm no Goth, and F.Y.I, not all Goths cut."
"Oh, well I am so sorry, Miss Kaoru. Let me make it up to you. Saturday, there's and All American Rejects concert and I—"
Kaoru cut him off, "Look, Himura, if I see you harassing my friends again, I'm going to make sure you won't have any children in your future." She turned on her heel and left.
He removed his hair tie, releasing his fiery red hair as he watched her retreating back.
He rubbed the back of his head where she had hit him. A large bump had formed.
This isn't the last time you're going to see me, Kamiya… a smile tugged on his lips as he walked towards the empty music room down the hall.
A/N: It's pretty short, I know. I wrote this in about three seconds and it needs major editing. I will eventually get to that, but right now I just want to get this chapter up.
I will probably be incorporating some characters from Tales of the Abyss or Tales of Legendia later on in the fic, but it is NOT a crossover.
Reviews are appreciated!!
Asch the Bloody