Hiya! New story that came to me... I'll continue if you guys like it... Jk, I'll prolly continue it anyways.
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"So, truth or dare, Sayuri-chan?" Arisa Maki asked.
"Dare, duh," Muramoto Sayuri said, in an obvious tone.
"Okay, so I dare you to... uh..." Maki trailed off.
"Ooh! I know," the girls' other friend, Tetsuo Mimi said eagerly, "The next person you bump into, steal food from them!"
"Um, that's a little weird, Mimi-chan," Maki said.
"Piece of cake," Sayuri said, hopping up. "I'll probably bump into someone right now."
Maki snorted, "You're like, the biggest klutz ever."
"Yeah, I know."
"At least she's aware of it," Mimi pointed out.
Sayuri walked backwards, "Hey! What's that supposed to mea-oof!" Sayuri felt like she ran into a wall. She saw her friends' expressions, which almost startled her. Moreover, the entire cafeteria had become silent. Sayuri realized that she was still leaning on the wall she had run into. She looked up, into the big brown eyes of-
Sanada Genichirou
Ah, that explains a lot... she thought, finally understanding the silence. Sayuri was not oblivious. She had been a student of Rikkaidai Fuzoku for quite a while. Sayuri was in her third year now. The boys' tennis team was pretty much famous. [Not that Sayuri wasn't famous, she was forever known as the girl who went to her first ever class through the window because she was late. Might I mention, this window was on the third floor.] You couldn't go through Rikkai and not know who these guys were. She suspected for the fangirls to start screaming any minute now. She would've screamed, because everyone has fangirled at least once over the tennis team.
He looks kinda like a cow she thought suddenly. Ah! Curse my brain for being an idiot!
This was the Emperor,
The Rock
Sanada Genichirou
Not a cow. Period.
But he looks so startled, like that one cow in Karuizawa that one time. NO! SHUT UP BRAIN!
"Um, sorry, Sanada-san," Sayuri finally said, getting up.
"Ah," Sanada said.
"I'll just, uh, go now," Sayuri said, preparing to leave. Oh shit, the dare.
Sanada was holding a bowl of katsu-don, so Sayuri thought, what the heck, I've probably already earned the wrath of the fangirls.
She grabbed a piece of katsu* off Sanada's bowl and said, "Sorry, dare," and promptly skipped away, popping it in her mouth.
Sayuri sighed, "Better get out of here, fangirls abound." At least it was good katsu.
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Sanada sat down at his table, emotionless mask already set on his face. Niou was snickering. Marui looked pretty mad.
"Did she steal your food, Sanada-fukubuchou?! You need to take revenge! YOU PAID FOR THAT-" Marui was muffled by Jackal covering his mouth.
"Percentage of Sanada taking revenge, 0.03%" Yanagi said, ever the Data Master.
"Dude, I feel bad for that chick," Niou said, smirking, "I bet ten bucks that the fangirls will kill her within the next hour."
"Niou-kun, it's not nice to bet on people's deaths," Yagyuu reprimanded.
"She's in our class, isn't she, Sanada? Renji?" Yukimura said, smiling.
"Muramoto Sayuri, a girl famous for her first-year stunt. Climbing through the window, because she was late for her first-period class. Note: this was on the first day of school," Yanagi said, pulling out one of his older notebooks. "She has Math, English and PE with us. Regardless of her above-standard English grade, her Math could use work."
Sanada nodded in understanding. He wasn't at all that talented in English, but anything in Japanese was not at all a problem. Why did he need to know a bloody foreign language anyways? Tennis was conveyed in actions, not words.
"Ah, lunch is almost over, we'd better clean up," Yukimura said cheerfully.
Sanada nodded, and cleaned up his plate. Sayuri Muramoto had completely slipped from his mind.
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Maki and Mimi found Sayuri hiding in their next class, English.
"Mou, the fangirls are gonna kill me! I can smell it in the air!" Sayuri wailed.
"Calm down, Sayu-chan," Mimi said, using the old nickname. "We will not let the fangirls kill you without lifting a finger to save you."
"Yeah, at least you won't die alone," Maki muttered.
Mimi shot her a glare. "Not helping, Maki-chan."
Maki shrugged innocently, "It's true, though."
"It's fine, I'll just be glued to a teacher all day," Sayuri said miserably, placing her head on her desk.
The sensei came in then, Maki and Mimi had to return to their seats.
"We've assigned a new seating arrangement. Please check the board and find your new seat." Amai-sensei said.
Sayuri had already checked her seat, and was sititng near the back of the room unhappily. English was her favorite, and best, class. Being close to the front was a priority for her.
Head still on her desk, Sayuri heard the room get quiet. She popped her head up curiously. The girl was about to question why there was a shadow across her desk when she looked in front of her.
Sanada Genichirou,
The Rock,
The Emperor,
was sitting in front of her. Great, just great. Sayuri had totally blanked on the fact that the Big Three were in literally every single one of her classes. [Okay, not every single one, but the ones she didn't fall asleep in.] Even more importantly, now she couldn't see the board! Sayuri was about to open her mouth to give that cow a stern talking-to when she realized the evil fangirl stares around her.
Her head gradually sank back down onto her desk. This is going to be a long semester.
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*Katsu~ breaded and fried chicken
So, how was it? My OC, the original character's voices {not that there was that much} comment on anything you liked or disliked. Reviews make me happy like dessert, so please leave them! Until the next update!
-Butterfly ^.^