AN: Something I wrote a few years back with OC's, and had nothing to do with TD, but I decided it seemed cool with TD characters. Original main character was a delinquent sent to Japan, so it fit Duncan perfectly. A lot of Duncan stuff, yeah I know, so sue me. Also, if anyone wants to let me know of any mistakes in my Japanese that would be great, since I stopped learning.

I don't own TD


I walked out of the airport, and looked around. All I could see were signs in Japanese, and people staring at me. You'd think they've never seen a green mohawk before.

I texted my dad, but of course there was no response, so I called him, and again no response.

"Konnichiwa. Anata ga iru Duncan?" I heard my name, and turned to find a blonde girl looking back at me. She's hot, but not really my type.

"I don't speak Japanese." I said pointing at my mouth to get the message across.

She looked at me with some confusion, but then smiled. "Oh, I should've figured. Are you Duncan?"

"Yeah? Who's asking?"

She giggled. "Your dad said you'd say something like that. Hi, I'm Bridgette." She put her hand out to me, and I shook it.

"You're the first person I've seen that's not Japanese."

"Oh don't worry, you'll see more than just Japanese people when we get to the house."

"So, where is my old man?"

"He's working right now, and asked if I could come get you."

"How do you know him?"

"He works with my dad."

"Let me guess. You came here when the company opened?"

"Yup, now let me guess. You didn't." She laughed at her own joke.

"I'm here now ain't I." She laughed again.

"We better get going." She said, then got into the cab she came in, and, I put my luggage in the trunk.

The story is, my dad started working for a company about a year ago that builds robotics, or something. I decided to stay in California with my mom, after they got divorced a few years back, and he's been begging me to come visit since he got the job. Who could've known, that the first time I come to Japan would be the last time I'm in America for at least three years. Now that I'm finally here, I don't think I'll be seeing much of my dad, since he was promoted the same day I found out I'd be moving.

"So, why did you decide to move here?"

"Uh, I got into some trouble back home in the U.S. and my mom decided she couldn't handle me anymore. She called it a fresh start. A completely new country. With completely new friends." It sounded a lot like something you'd read off the back of a brochure for a cruise ship. "It was either this, or Grandma's house in Ontario."

"What could you have done that was so bad?"

"I fought a lot, and did stupid stuff, but I think what really did it, was when I drove my Camaro through the school."

She looked shocked for a moment, but then composed herself."Why would you do that?"

"I was racing some jerk, who thought his little Civic could beat my american muscle."

"Sounds like you lost to me."

"Nah, the dude clipped me, and pretty much destroyed his hunk of plastic in the process."

So it was this guy named Trent, who had gotten with my ex girlfriend, Gwen. Everything was cool though. Our break up was mutual, and we ended it, because it got boring. One day I decide to say hi to her, while they were walking through the hallway, and he freaked out. He threatened me, and told me to never talk to her again, and I complied, but I guess that wasn't enough, since he decided to run his mouth about how his piece of crap Honda could outrun my Chevy. At the last second he tried to run me off the road, but I pushed back, and we both lost control. He ended up totaling his car by hitting a stop sign, how lame is that. At least my car ran into the school, and still turned over after, although it wouldn't move.

"I wouldn't say stuff like that around here." She said.

"Why's that?"

"A lot of people here view that as delinquence."

"I don't care, as you can see I'm not exactly the image of a model citizen." I said smugly, pointing out my green hair, and piercings.

"Okay, it's your funeral." She laughed. "Actually we need to talk about that."

"About what?"

"Your hair is fine, but the piercings will have to go, at least during school."

"Why?" I said a little pissed.

"The school doesn't allow stuff like that, and if you don't obey the rules, you'll probably be suspended, or expelled."

"Crap. Well, I definitely don't want that."

"Yeah, because then it'll be bye bye Japan, hello freezing cold Canada. Seriously, how are you not on probation?"

"My mom's second husband, Charles is a lawyer, and he convinced the judge to let me off as long as mom paid for the damages, and I was sent to live with elsewhere."

"That sucks."

"Not really. I hated Charles, and he hated me. This was his way to finally get rid of me."

We got to our stop in front of what looked like a dorm complex, with a fence made out of brick, and got off the cab. I pulled my luggage out of the trunk, and Bridgette paid the driver.

"I could've paid him." I said to her.

"It's okay. Your dad paid for it."

"Ahh, well that makes me feel better." I said snidely.

We walked in through the front door, and Bridgette was immediately grabbed by a blonde dude with a cowboy hat.

"Babe! Where've you been?" He shouted.

"Calm down, Geoff, I went to go get Duncan."

"Duncan?" He looked over at me, and I was kind of freaked out. This guy looked way to cheery to me. "What's up Brahh? I'm Geoff." He said, as he put his fist up for a bump.

"Uhh, not much. I'm Duncan." I said, as I answered his fist.

"Geoff, how about you show Duncan to his room?" Bridgette said.

"Sure thing, babe." He said, then kissed her cheek. "C'mon, dude."

We walked up the stairs, and into a room with one bed, and a desk with a clock on it, but nothing else.

"Uhh, so where's my dad staying?"

"Where all the parents stay, where else?" He asked, and I suddenly felt like I was missing something.

"Where would that be?"

"In Osaka, dude. Get with the program." He said, and now I was really confused.

"Why are they in Osaka!?" I shouted.

"Seriously? You don't know?" I shook my head, and he sighed. "I'm gonna make this really simple for you, bro. Aisaka Tech is based in Osaka, hence the name, and our parents will be staying there. Due to terms of their contracts, we however get to live in Tokyo, all on our own, and get to attend the best high school in Japan, Mishima Private School. They're pretty cool when it comes to the education of their employee's kids. I mean we still have to pay tuition, and stuff, but it's hard to get in, and most people never even get their foot in the door. I think their idea is that some day we'll be working for Aisaka too."

Private School. Now I know why the old bastard couldn't come get me, and didn't answer my call. It's not because he was too busy, it's because he knew I was gonna be pissed if he told me about this himself.

"Uh, dude?" I hear Geoff, as I came out of my thoughts. "You alright?"

"Yeah, my bad, I'm fine."

"Alright. Leave your stuff here, and we'll head down to the kitchen, so you can meet everyone, and get some grub."

We walked back downstairs, and spotted a few people in the kitchen. Two big guys, one fat, the other built, a redhead, a small dude sitting in a chair, and reading a book, a Japanese guy, and two Japanese girls along with Bridgette.

"Guys! This is our new roomie, Duncan." Geoff shouted. "Introduce yourselves."

"What's up, I'm DJ."

"And I'm Owen."

The kid with the book looked over, then rolled his eyes.

"Noah! Introduce yourself." Bridgette told him.

He closed his book, and walked over slowly. "Noah is the name, and cynicism is the game." Then he walked back, and sat down.

"What's up, I'm Tyson." The Japanese guy put his fist out, and I met it with my own.

"I'm Akira." One girl with black, and barely tinted blue hair said.

"I'm Hitomi." The other with normal dark hair said.

"Hey, I'm Zoey." This one caught my attention real quick. She's cute with a flower in her deep red hair.

"Uhh hi, I'm Duncan." I stammered a bit, and she giggled.

"It's nice to meet you, Duncan." She said.

Bridgette walked over, and put one arm over my shoulder, and the other on Zoey's. "I can tell you two are gonna be good friends. Zoey, would you mind showing Duncan around, after we eat?"

"Not at all." She smiled.

We sat down to eat, and let me just say, the food is gonna take some getting used to.

After we were done eating I went to Tyson's room with him, and Geoff, apparently Tyson is a god on the guitar. He shreds better than I could've imagined, and should probably be playing in his own band. After that we started playing some Japanese video games.

"So guys, is there gonna be a big language barrier for me?" I asked.

"Honestly, not really, the only place it would be difficult would be in the city, but more than likely one of us will be with you. It won't matter here, or at school, since most of the students can speak English fairly fluently." Tyson said.

"Anything else I should know?"

"I don't think so. You got anything, Geoff?"

"Hmm, no, but are your parents divorced?" Geoff asked. "Weird question, I know."

"Uhh, yeah?" I said, and they both looked at each other. "What's wrong?"

"Well, most of us here are the same way. My parents are divorced, and I moved here with my mom from Florida." Geoff said.

"My mom passed away when I was a kid, and we moved here from a farming town when my dad got the job." Tyson said.

"Huh, that's weird."

"Yeah, there's something up with that. We've been trying to figure out if it's a pattern. Zoey is the only one who's parents are still together."

There was a knock at the door, and Tyson answered it.

"Hey Duncan, it's for you." He said, so I got up, and walked to the door.

It was Zoey, wearing a blue dress, that made her look cuter than before. "Hey, did you want me to show you around after all?"

"Sure." I said, then turned back to the guys." I'll catch y'all later."

"Alright man." Tyson said, and they went back to playing video games.

We went outside, and I could see someone sitting on a deck built in the tree at the corner of the front yard. A small, and pale girl with her legs crossed, and her eyes closed, like she was meditating.

"Who's that?" I pointed my thumb at the girl.

"Oh. That's Dawn." Zoey said, and called the girl. "Dawn!"

The girl opened her eyes, and smiled at us, then tried to get down from the tree, but tripped, and almost fell off. I ran over, and grabbed her leg to help her get down.

"Thank you." She said.

"No problem."

"You have a very warm, yet also cold aura, you seem to be conf-"

"Dawn! " Zoey shouted.

"Oh. Right, my apologies, I shouldn't have read your aura without permission." She said, and I looked at Zoey dumbfounded.

"Umm, do I even want to know?" I asked.

"No, not even." She smiled nervously. "We'll see you later, Dawn." Zoey said, then started walking away.

"Uh, bye." I said to the weird girl, and she only waved.

Zoey, and I walked through the neighborhood, and she started telling me about the area. We passed by Mishima High School, which is only a few blocks away from our dorm complex, and I was kind of freaked out by the size of it.

"How many students go to this school?" I asked.

"About seven hundred." She said simply.

"That's it?"

"You've gone somewhere with more?"

"Yeah, back in California, we had almost three thousand kids, and the school was actually a bit smaller than this."

"You forget, this is a private school." She smiled.

"Hmm, true, but I still don't think they need a school this big for seven hundred."

"There's tons of extra curricular stuff, so it makes sense."

"I didn't think about that. Are the sports like the ones in the states?"

"Mostly, but they're a few others."

I was actually a pretty good athlete back home, I was on the powerlifting team, the wrestling team, was a guard in basketball, and a linebacker in football. I played well, but I tended to flunk out of classes, because I was lazy, or I skipped too much, and would get kicked off, even though I was probably the best any of them had.

"Cool. When did school start here?"

"Tomorrow."

"What!?" I shouted. "Isn't it like April? Shouldn't y'all be starting summer vacation soon?"

"It's different here, Duncan. The year starts around April, we still get summer off, but we don't start a new year when we go back. You didn't know?"

"I had no idea! Isn't there like a uniform I need?"

"Relax. Your uniform is probably already in your closet, along with any supplies you might need."

"Jesus. Anymore surprises?"

"There shouldn't be." She said with a smile, as we walked back to dorms.

We got back, and walked into the living room. Everyone, except Dawn was either watching TV, or lounging around, and I noticed there were three more people I hadn't met yet.

A tanned dude that looked like he might be Mexican, a jock with a jersey, and a girl with purple hair.

"Alejandro, Lightning, Sierra." Zoey called to them, and they looked over. "This is our new resident, Duncan."

The Mexican dude walked over. "Hola, mi amigo." I was right. "I am Alejandro Fernando Olivarez Burromuerto. I come from Spain." Never mind I was kind of wrong.

"Uhh, I'm Duncan Sharpe, I come from California."

"Hi, I'm Sierra." The girl with the purple hair said.

"You're from Cali?" The jock in the jersey asked.

"Yeah."

"What city?"

"Anaheim."

"Lightning is too! What school did you go to?"

"James Throne High school."

"Lightning knew he recognized you! You're the dude who drove his car through the school!" He shouted, and everyone looked at me funny.

"How did you know that?" I asked.

"Lightning went to Anaheim East High School. Lightning just got here a month ago."

"Oh, cool. I think we beat y'all in the playoffs?"

"Yeah, but they didn't have Lightning on the team, because he was too damn good!" He shouted, and started running around.

"They kicked you off because of that?"

"Yeah, Lightning played too hard, and put someone in a co- a co-something."

"The idiocy from that one is astounding." Noah said to me, from a spot on the couch. "Sit down in the Tale Seat, and enlighten us on why you chose to demolish a school." He pointed to a recliner. I shrugged, and sat down in it.

"Umm, well I was racing this guy, who was dating my ex, because he didn't like the fact that we were still friends, and he tried to push me off the road, as I was passing him. I pushed back, and we both lost control. Long story short, we both went to the hospital, and both of our cars were wrecked."

"So, did you get your girl back?" Lightning asked.

"No, and I wasn't trying to. Now I'm a single man in Japan." I said cooly, and pretty much everyone laughed.

"Interesting. I don't think we've had a delinquent here yet. Why are you here exactly?" Noah asked, which kind of irritated me.

"My mom decided not to deal with me anymore after the wreck, and at the pressure of her second husband, she shipped me off, to live with my dad."

"Wow, that sucks." Zoey said, as she sat on the armrest of the chair I was in.

Noah looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "Really, Zoey?"

She looked at him with some confusion. "What?"

"Wearing a dress, and placing your ass pretty close to him. Sounds like some flirtation to me." Noah said, and everyone busted out laughing. Zoey looked flustered, then stood up, and walked out of the living room.

"Better follow her, and sort it out, before you end up in a romance anime love triangle. This is Japan, you know." He said indifferently.

I don't understand what any of that meant, but I felt like I had to talk her. I got up from the seat, and walked out of the living room. I didn't see her anywhere downstairs, so I went up to the rooms.

"Zoey?" I said, as I walked by the doors, and came to hers. It was red like her hair, with flowers all over, and in the corner I could faintly see some painted over letters, M+Z is what it looked like.

I knocked a few times, before the door opened, and she peeked out.

"What do you want?" She asked like she was mad.

"I wanna talk." I said to her.

"About?"

I didn't know what to say, so I said the first thing that came to mind. "What's M+Z mean?" I said pointing at the letters, and her eyes widened.

She threw the door all the way open, and looked directly at the spot where it was. "Dammit!" She said, as she walked back into her room, and brought out some tape, and a piece of paper. She covered the letters, then looked at me. "Nothing to worry about now." She said then walked into her room, and tried to shut the door, but I grabbed it before she could.

"Zoey, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing. Let go of the door."

"Not until you tell me what's wrong." I said, and she tried to close the door again, but I threw it open this time, and she finally gave up.

"Fine, come in." She said upset, and I walked in. "Sit down." She pointed to a chair in front of her desk.

I sat down, and she handed me a photo album. I opened it, and saw pictures of her, and some dude with spiky black hair, looking like a happy little couple.

"That's Mike." She said.

"He's your boyfriend?" I asked.

"Was." She responded. "He came here when I did two years ago." She said, then sat on her bed.

"He's not dead or something, right?" I asked bluntly.

"No, he's just not here anymore." She sighed sadly. "After a year of being in a relationship, his family just up, and left one day, and I never saw him again." That's what this is about. She's doesn't really want me. She wants someone to push all these unrequited feelings onto. She probably thinks it'll help her forget him.

"You miss him." I said, as I got up, and sat by her on the bed, and opened the album again.

"Yeah, all the time." She smiled, as she flipped the pages of pictures.

"Have you tried finding him?"

"I've tried everything, but his phone was disconnected, he never emails me back, and all of his social profiles haven't been used in a year."

"Wow, that must really suck, but why did Noah react that way?"

"Because Mike, and I pretty much started our relationship as soon as we met, and I think it might've made him jealous."

"Well, you're cute, so I wouldn't be surprised." I said, and she blushed. I probably shouldn't have said that.

"Thanks. Umm, when I heard you say you weren't dating anyone, I kind of thought maybe I could- I don't know- we could umm give it a shot" She said timidly, and I get the feeling she prolonged her words because she didn't really know how to say it.

"Look Zoey, I think your trying to get over Mike by finding someone else. When things like this happen, it makes you feel like your entire world is falling apart, but you've gotta push through, and realize that just because one guy disappeared from your life, it doesn't mean it's over. It just means you have to start from scratch, and try again. You can't just use someone else to get over him, you have to do it yourself."

"You're surprisingly helpful with advice." She smiled.

"So I'm not a total delinquent, it doesn't mean I'm a good person either." I said, and crossed my arms.

She put her head against my shoulder. "So, are you basically rejecting me?" She asked.

"Umm, well no, but I don't think you need a boyfriend right now, I think you need to focus on yourself for a while, but that doesn't mean there can't be friends around to help you." I said, and she smiled again.

So I'm good with advice, big freaking deal.

Someone knocked on the door, and in walked Bridgette."Hey guys-whoa, what's going on here?" She asked with a dumb smile on her face. I quickly got up off of Zoey's bed, and she followed suit.

"Nothing, just a little talk between friends." Zoey said.

"Okay." Bridgette said, with an eyebrow raised. "Well, it's game night, so we're all getting set."

"Okay!" Zoey shouted, and grabbed my hand, and we ran downstairs, with Bridgette behind us.

"Oh look, it's the love birds." Noah said sarcastically. I glared, and he flinched, then I smirked.

"Nah, I'm just a new friend that's all." I said, as I sat by him, and Geoff.

I'm kind of surprised at how well I got along with these people. Back in the states, I was a total dick, I pissed people off all the time for no reason, and I was hated by pretty much everyone in the school. After thinking about it, I've decided, maybe I could try being a little less delinquent, and little more normal. This could be just like mom said after all.

A fresh start. A completely new country. With completely new friends.