Music for the Highschool Soul
Disclaimer: I do not own Samurai Champloo or any of the characters, however I do own this plot.Squels and runs in circles waving the plot
Mugen and Jin looked up at the sign. "Champloo High School? What kind of name is that?" Mugen asked in disgust as he walked up the steps.
"Maybe a name of a high school, stupid" Jin replied as he opened the door and walked down the hall.
Mugen turned his attention to the sound coming from the room labeled 'Instrumental Music Instruction'. Mugen hurriedly pushed open the door to find a huge audience in front of four girls. Jin looked over to see a teacher approach him.
"I haven't seen you here before, might you be the new students?"
"Yes, we are transfer students, and I was wondering if you might direct us to the main office."
"Of course! You walk out this door turn left and it would be the third door on the right."
"Thank you very much." Jin told the teacher as he walked over to retrieve Mugen, "Mugen, come on the main office is that way."
"Wait, just listen to this girl sing." Mugen told him trying to make it look as though he was not very interested.
"Swing, Swing, Swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way
To carry on again."
Jin raised his eyebrows questioning Mugen if this meant something to him.
"Wish cast into the sky
I'm moving on
Sweet beginnings do arise
She knows I was wrong
The notes are old,
They bend, they fold
and so do I to a new love."
"She's very good, now lets go before both our dad's here about this." Jin said in a flat voice. "Fine whatever you say asshole."
"I suggest you stop it or I might have to beat you to a pulp again."
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Mugen opened the door as quietly as he could which wasn't very quietly. Jin shook his head slightly as the whole office turned to face them.
Jin smiled slightly to the room of people, "We're the new transfer students from Sunflower High and we don't quite now where we're supposed to be."
The secretary smiled back at Jin and looked to Mugen who had a real interest in what seemed to in his mind be the principal, "Well, you want to go into that door where the discipline counselor and he will give you your schedules and locker numbers."
Mugen was already at the door as Jin opened it and took a look at their new enemy. The man was tall and had the biggest biceps the two had ever seen. He was tall too, at least 6'4. The freakest smile was placed on his face.
"Well, hello boys, my name is Mr. Freeman and welcome to Champloo High School for Behavior. You must be Jin," he boomed proudly taking Jin's hand with a death grip," and you must be Mugen." He said as he tried to take Mugen's hand but Mugen backed away. "Anyway, down to business together I've heard that your trouble together so the only classes you have together are musical classes because we figure the best way to make connections is through music. So these classes are modern music band and modern music choir. You will have these classes with other children who have school and home problems. Here are your schedules and locker combinations. Please try your best to do your best and don't hesitate to ask for my help."
Jin and Mugen exited the room and raced to their lockers which, unfortunately were placed next to each other. "Look man, there's that girl again." Mugen pointed as the girl walked by. She had long brown hair pulled up in a high pony tail. Her shirt was a pink Happy Bunny shirt. Jin noticed it also had "cute but psycho, things even out" on it. The skirt was just about mid thigh and had a tiny slit exposing her upper thigh. Her friend laughed and pointed out Mugen while Jin was turned around sorting out his locker supplies. The girl turned to them and smiled.
"Hey, my name's Fuu. Would you and your friend like to introduce yourselves?" she said with a bright smile.
"We are not friends!" Mugen spat out.
Jin calmly turned around a smacked him. "Sorry for my neighbor's embarrassing stunt. My name is Jin and the brat is Mugen."
"Are you asking for an ass whopping?" Mugen yelled.
Fuu looked behind them "I'd cool it guys. A couple of counselors headed this way."
Both turned around and sure enough men with 'Counselor' pins stuck to their white shirts approached the group. Each one smiled and talked to Fuu about her auditions and so on. Fuu did her best to let a forced smile through. It was known by everyone in the school. Fuu hated counselors. Especially the 20-something Mr. Armenta who thinks he can hit on any girl, staff or student.
"So Fuu, how is your cat doing?" One of the counselors asked Fuu "I'm sure your feeding it and helping it survive."
Fuu only smiled at the question. All her friends knew what that had to mean. "Oh, my little Momo didn't like him so I gave him to an old lady and she accidentally thought she was slicing meat and killed and ate him. Poor thing. Well, gotta be going. Bye!" She replied with a wave and a smile and bounded off to class.
This is my first fanfiction so if it sucks you really have to tell me so I can change it. The next couple of chapters will have more punk rock in it.
: ) ;) Tay