Anime: Sket Dance
Pairing: Sojiro X OC X Sasuke
Summary: Call me Triggerspec. I'm in class 2-C. See, life was always difficult but I found a pace that seemed decent. That was until the world decided to throw me off track and push me into a group of people that will completely turn my world around. It wouldn't have been so bad if that bastard Sojiro didn't love to watch me suffer. It doesn't help when I can barely speak with Tsubaki around. Urgh, I'm so broken.
Author: Triggerspec
OC: Sato Toki A.K.A Triggerspec
Disclaimer: I do not own Sket Dance or the characters. I also cannot take credit for the similarities to the plot. All credit goes to Kenta Shinohara
A/N: This story had been rated T for swearing and mature themes in last chapter.

Mushimushi. I'm... Well, just call me Triggerspec. It's a simple nickname with a long explanation. Some people just call me Trigger, some Spec. I don't remember how this came about but it started the moment I transferred here. I don't really mind though.

I'm in class 2-C. And though I'm a good student on paper, my teachers do not seem to get along with me. It seems I have this natural presence that offends or worries them. I take little to no things seriously and adults seem to find this a very unattractive quality in a student. But I can't help it, motivation just hides from my grasp.

After the time I've been here most of the facility has just began to ignore me..., all of them but one...

I squeezed through the classroom door my teacher turned his back to scratch words on the blackboard. I noticed a couple of the students notice me, but like usual they kept quiet. I even noticed a couple of them betting on whether I'll get caught or not. This was almost an everyday occurrence in this class. I managed to get to my desk silently and I watched with tension the teacher stop his writing for a moment. Crap, this is it. I squeezed my laptop case to my chest expecting some nuclear explosion. But, he just went back to writing and I let out a sigh of relief.

I set the bag on the table and that's when a piece of chalk flew and struck me on the forehead. My head flew back as I almost flung back off my chair. I could hear a couple students gasp and chuckle. I snapped my head back and glared laser beams at the old man.

The students around me shuffled away as the fire grew around me and the teacher.

"What the hell? You just hurled a piece of chalk at me!

"Think you can just sneak in here unpunished? Ehhh Trigger-chan..."

"Tsh! What makes you think you can hurl things at your students, eeh Aku-sensei?"

I saw him twitch then he growled, "You're lucky I didn't throw my own desk!"

"You couldn't even lift it old man..." I grumbled crossing my arms as I stood there.

"You little... Go to the Student Council room! Let them decide your fate!"

"Tsh."

The girl snatched her things and left with a defeated posture. Bossun leaned over the desk.

"Hey Himeko, who was that?"

"Honestly, I don't really know... I've only seen her when she fights with Chu-san."

"That's TriggerSpec, her real name is... unknown? Her height is 158 cm. Her blood type is O..."

The two looked at the mechanical voice. Switch sat typing furiously at the keyboard.

"Is that all you know?" Himeko asked.

Switch stayed silent as his eyebrow twitched. How could he know almost nothing about his own classmate? So he just began to type in things he could remember from seeing her now...

She had long black hair that was held in a series of clips and pins, giving it a very messy look to it. Her eyes were bright green surrounded by thick lines of eyeliner. Over her uniform she wore a black and white sweater with the hood shadowing her face. Held close to her chest was a case with a winking skull holding her laptop.

...Yes, Ako-sensei, or Chu-san as most people call him is my worst enemy. He is the only staff member to actually pay full attention toward me and try and force me to do ridiculous things.

I walked down the hallway that seemed to be almost ritual for me.

"Good-morning Spec-chan! Visiting the Student Council again huh?"

"Morning, Yoshimura-san. Yes, yes... You know how much I love seeing their smiley faces!"

The older man hinted my sarcasm and chuckled.

"There, there. Chu-san just wants what's best for you."

"What's best for me is him leaving me alone."

I mumbled, moving on as the janitor continued his duties. I noticed the sad look on his face as I waddled off.

I stood in front of the door, glaring at the small letters that spelled Student Council... Urgh, just the thought of walking into that room and hearing that annoying laughter of the President...

The door opened and I was face to face with scolding green eyes hidden behind frames.

"Oh, uh, Kikuno-san."

For a moment I felt the air go cold and I think I could see my death happening before my eyes. But then she turned, beckoning for me to follow. In the room both Mimori and Michiri sat at a table looking over some sort of papers.

"Oh, Spec, you're here awfully early." Michiri cooed.

"Good morning Trigger-chan~!" Mimori cheered.

I nodded toward them, following the fearsome Kikuno toward the desk at the end where, bleh, none other then Agata Sojiro sat.

"Say the word and I shall rid of this despicable student."

My eyes went wide and watery as I cowered away from the frigid female.

"Whaa~! That's a little much isn't it Kikuno-chan~!" I cried, hiding behind my laptop case.

"Kakakaka. Well if it isn't little Triggerspec-chan. You might as well join this Council. You're here more than the members themselves!"

"Tsh. And have to listen to you all day? I'd rather tear off my ears."

Sojiro laughed as he placed his feet from the desk back to the floor. He rested his face on his palm as he gave me this look. I didn't like this look because it meant something bad was going to happen.

"I don't know what to do with you... I punish you and punish you and still you refuse to show up on time. I don't see why the principal doesn't just kick you out..." He let out a sigh as he pushed himself back into his chair, "But I can't go against our-"

"President! I have something to ask of you!"

I turned to see Tsubaki charge into the room rushing towards the desk. My whole body became tense and my face went completely red. I tried to duck behind my hood to hide it but it was too late. I could feel this gaze from Sojiro that meant utter damnation!

"Can it wait Tsubaki? I have a small issue I must deal with."

"Huh? Oh, what is she here for?"

There was silence as I stared at the floor trying to calm myself. Why can't people just let me waddle through school and be done with it?

"Well, are you not going to tell us why your here again? Hmm?"

Beneath my hood was a burning red face that glared death at the man smirking toward me. Tsubaki was right beside me, completely oblivious who I seemed to be, but... I opened my mouth to speak but no sound came out and I just turned away. My fists trembled with fear and anger.

"Well?"

I wanted to say something but it was impossible. When it came to Tsubaki Sasuke, I was... Well I was just broken. When it came to him I just got too nervous..., I knew I would say something stupid or something he wouldn't like... Gah! I'm such an idiot! I don't know why I care so much what he thinks, he's no different from the rest of the world.

"Oh, it seems Spec-chan doesn't like Tsubaki too much. What a shame."

I turned my gaze back at Shojiro. Hate was an understatement when it came to that bastard. I settled with throwing an object on his desk at him and storming out, slamming the door behind me. I was halfway down the hall when Michiri hollered out that I was to return after school for my punishment.

I strolled outside and found myself by a tree. I rested my head on the bark and set my hands around the side. I had to try and clam down.

"What's wrong with me?"

Stupid no good Sojiro! That jerk doesn't help either!

"I hate you! I hate you! I hate you..."

I punched the tree wishing it was the sadistic jerk.

"Um...You know that is a school violation."

I turned to see Tsubaki standing behind me. My eyes went wide and my face turned red. I turned around fast, hoping to hide my embarrassment. I clenched my eyes as tight as I could. With strained and stuttered words I finally spoke.

"S-Sorry!"

"Are you alright?"

"I... I-I'm fine!"

With that I took off as fast as I could back into the school. I ran through the halls, getting odd stares from a couple people who wandered aimlessly. I slammed opened a door and held my eyes shut.

"PLEASE HELP ME!"

A/N... Alright believe it or not I wrote this story in a about two days... it is a 6 chapter story and will be updated every Monday (unless I am unable to get to the computer) I found Sket Dance and fell in love with the show entirely... of course only having 19 episodes out so far my entertainment was cut short so I began to write with what I had. All in all I think I did a decent job of keeping people in check-ish. Yea, I did use my own name for the character nickname because I had no idea I would finish this nor did I imagine I would actual put it up... but I am rally proud of what I had accomplished and hope you enjoy it too! Please leave a review! I worked really hard! :D