Ok Author's note: I do not own Infinite Stratos nor do I Own Gundam, I would like to thank the Like eight people who voted on my Poll for Ichika's Gundam, as my way of saying thanks I plan to through in a little something for each of you, especially the one person who voted for shining gundam I have something saved just for you. But please if anyone has any thoughts or idea's please PM me with them I love disscussing new idea's. For any reveiwers I can take constructive critisim but please dont flame, if you do not like it do not read it, but If you do please give me feed back also if I start to slip on promises give me a figurtive kick in the pants to get me started thanks again to the voters so with-out a due the reason your here.(Also I write on Note pad and it does not have spell check so if you see minor errors thats just me typing too fast.)
In the last decade of futuristic Japan, modern society has changed with the invention of the Infinite Stratos or the I.S. for short. The I.S. is a sellf deploying mechanical combat suit. Its creater Tabane Shinonono originaly designed the I.S. as a next gen space exploration suit. But due to the White Knight Incident a month after the I.S.'s initial announcment, where nations from all around the world were hacked simutanusly and the launching of 250 non-nuclear missiles were unotherized, heading strait towards japan. A mysterious women flying an unknow I.S. stoped the missles but unfortunetly the Identity of the piolet was never discovered. The world saw its potential for combat but for some reason the I.S. will only function for women, meaning the balance of power between the worlds gendershas shifted in favor of women. That was until recently when a seemingly harmless organization built a new player in this new game. And they acquired the perfect person to piolt there new creation. The only one in the world who could bring out the full potential of their new Creation.
Ichika Orimura, a young man of 15 at the prime of his adolecent youth standing roughly at 5ft 6in he had short dark hair with a almost bluish tint that was parted in the middle, his brown eyes had a almost crimson tint in color. Physicly he was a exceptional young man with a bright future ahead of him. Usually Ichika had an upbeat attitude for the most part of his day but right now Ichika had a issue that for some reason would only make any other teenage boy exstatic but for Ichika he was extreamly nervous.
"This is..." He thought to himself as he physically gulped.
"This is way... way harder than I expected." he mumbled with a sickley and nervous expression. Ichika was so worried about attednding the I.S. Academy since he would be the First male to ever attend the school since its creation. But to make things worse for him nearly everyone of his classmates of room 1 were staring at him. When the automatic door for the room opened the students saw who they guessed was their teacher, She had short green hair with matching colored eyes, a very noticeable bust and a voluptuous figure. She was wearing glasses wita a revealing yellow dress with short sleeves her pink bra was also peaking from the front of her dress due to her chest very large size and knee high boots. She walked toward the center of the class to stand at the center of the podeium and spoke to her class in a cheerfull manner.
"Congratulations for making it to the school. I'm your fresh year sub homeroom teacher, Ms. Maya Yamada." She introduced herself, but her expression grew more nervous due to the fact the whole class was focused on its only male student.
"Ah, starting today, you're all now students of the IS Academy. As you know, this is a boarding school. Students are together during and after school hours. So I hope you'll get along and help each other, making the next 3 years enjoyable." She tried to gain her classes attention once more but grew even more nervous since her class was still not listening to her.
"Now moving on to self-introductions. Um, let's go by numerical order on the class roll."
Ichika was also not focusing on Ms. Yamada, since he spotted someone he would never thought he would see agian, Houki Shinonono his very first childhood friend. Looking at her now Ichika could tell how much time has passed between their last meeting, Houki still had the same dark blue almost saphire like eyes, long brown hair in a ponytail tied with a green and black ribbon. She wore her IS Academy uniform with high stockings that creates a almost Zettai Ryouiki look to it.
"Houki..." he whispered trying to get her attention, Houki however just turned her head away as if to pretend he wasnt there.
"Is that how you act towards your childhood friend you haven't seen for 6 years?" he pondered to himself "Maybe she hates me?"
"Hello, Ichika Orimura." He heard Ms. Yamada call at for him, beliving she was taking roll he called back "Here!" causing the rest of the class to laugh at him.
Bending slightly over the podeum to address him Ms. Yamada spoke.
"I do apologize for being so loud just then, but we started out with the A's and I've already gotten all the way up to the O's. So would you introduce yourself now, pretty please?" She nearly begged him.
"Ah, you really don't need to be so apologetic." He told her since after all she was the teacher and he was the student. He stood up to introduce himself, "Ah, Ichika Orimura. Nice to meet you all." Suddenly Ichika found it impossible to come up with and thing else to say, he was trying hard just to get his mouth to move let alone think of something good to say.
"Oh no!" He thought to himself. "If I don't say something else, they'll think I'm really depressing."
"That's all!" He yelled feeling pround to make out that much but he quickly noticed some members of his class did a classic anime drop out of their seats.
"What? Was that bad?" He questioned but suddenly he noticed a fist seconds away from making contact with the top of his head, his body moving on instinct at this point leaned slightly back just enough to dodge the blow, to the outside looker this all happened in a split second and if you looked closly you would have noticed a change in Ichika's eyes they became sharper more focused thats when he saw the last person on earth he thought he would ever see. This person was a young women though slightly older than Ms. Yamada, She was a tall and had long black hair, which is split into parts in a similar manner to Ichika's. Her outfit consists of a formal white shirt, with a black business overcoat and matching skirt, green tie, stockings and high heeled shoes. This women was none other than the first winner of the Mondou Grosso I.S. tournement, Nicknamed the most powerfull women on the Planet, Chifuyu Orimura, Ichika's older sister.
"Hey Sis, thats rude you can't just go and try to hit people for no reason!" This however earned him a second blow this time a whack accross the head with the Clip bord Chifuyu was holding, knocking Ichika completly over falling onto the floor
"You will call me "Miss Orimura" at school." She barked, though internaly she was concerned, Ichika has never once been able to dodge her blows no student has, and his eyes were different for that split second, they were the eyes of experience, of a warrior.
"No." she thought, "It must of been a trick of light and Ichika's dumb luck, That Idiot isn't that good, at least he shouldn't be, not yet at least. Still better be safe and keep a sharper eye on him from now on."
Maya however was delighted to see Chifuyu.
"Oh, you're back. Does that mean the meeting's over already?" She asked.
"That's right, Ms. Yamada. I'm sorry about having to make you welcome my class for me." She appolagized to her Junior Instructor
Ichika was besides himself, after picking himself off the floor he was lost in thought.
"What is Chifuyu doing here anyway? My real older sister who only comes home once or twice a month and no one has any idea what she does for a living."
"All right, class. I'm your homeroom teacher, Ms. Chifuyu Orimura." She barked to her students. "It's my job to train you well enough to stand on your feet in one year."
The rest of the class was excited to have the famous Chufuyu Orimura as their Homeroom teacher
"Lady Chifuyu! That's really Lady Chifuyu!" One cried
"You've inspired me to come to this school from Kita-Kyushu! I'd die for you!" Another announced
"I'm amazed how many nutjobs come to this school every year." Chifuyu asked herself. "Do they put all the loonies in my class on purpose?"
"Lady Chifuyu, scold us more!" they cried out agian
"Curse us out!"
"Train us so we don't misbehave."
Ichika who was in a state of shock, said out loud "My big sister is my homeroom teacher?"
"So, have the instructions regarding addressing your instructor not taken yet?" She asked cracking her knuckles
"Well, Chifuyu... I was just..." he begain to explaing but was cut off by Chifuyu as she slamed his head down into the desk.
"That's Ms. Orimura, right?" She asked in a rethoric manner
"Yes, Ms. Orimura." He conceited.
He then heard some of his classmates whisper behind him. "What? You mean Orimura is Lady Chifuyu's younger brother?"
"I wonder, does that have anything to do with the fact that he's the only male in the world who can control an I.S.?"
"That's enough." Chifuyu called out fed up with interuptions. "Your syllabus for the next 6 months begins with memorizing all data concerning the IS. After that, practical training, where you'll have 2 weeks to master the basic maneuvers. So have you got that? Even if you don't, say "yes, ma'am."
"Yes, ma'am!" The class shouted back.
Again lost in thought Ichika pondered to himself "My sister, Chifuyu Orimura, was in the first generation of IS pilots who represented Japan. Then out of the blue, she retired and just disappeared. And now she's become a teacher? I feel so stupid for ever worrying about her."
Ms. Yamada now begain to start the first days lecture on the I.S.
"Now as I'm sure all of you are already aware, IS actually stands for "Infinite Stratos." It's a multi-form suit originally developed in Japan. When it was first conceived 10 years ago, it was originally designed to be used in outer space However, those plans are currently on hold. Due to the Alaska Treaty, the IS is also prohibited from being used by the , it's used solely for competitions and sporting events. And our IS Academy is the only educational institution in the world established with the objective of training IS pilots. Students from all around the world come to this school, where young people from a multitude of countries get to live,work and study side by side everyday as they hone and perfect their piloting skills. So starting today, let's all study hard over the next 3 years." She ended in her usuall chipper manner.
"Yes, ma'am!" The class again called back to their instructor.
Ichika though had one last note to add in that statment but chose to not say it "She didn't mention that only females can operate an IS, That no male in the world can use a I.S. including me, I just hope that those guys knew what they were doing sending me here."
A little while latter the Class's were on there morning breaks most of the students from all three Freshmen, Junior, and Senior years were standing outside of Class 1's door way
"Look, that's him. He's the first guy to ever attend the I.S. Academy."
"Has anyone ever seen if he can really operate an I.S."
"No but who cares, I heard he is lady Chifuyu's younger brother."
His Classmates were no better either, they were all huddled in the fair corner all whispering among themselves.
"You should go talk to him."
"Maybe I should."
"Hey, wait just a minute. Are you trying to get ahead of us?"
Ichika Mentally sighed at his situation "Someone please, please save me from this situation."
As if she were an angel answering his prayers, Houki walked up to the front of his desk, looking away she asked.
"Can we talk for a minute?
A little while latter the two of them were standing on the roof top of the school building. Houki was leaning against the rail nervous about her and Ichika's conversation worried about what he would say. Ichika how ever stood behind her, hands in his pockets he was looking up towards the sky wondering what Houki would want to talk about after six years of being apart.
"So, what's up?" Ichika asked trying to break the silence.
"Umm..." Houki responded to nervous to think of something to say, She kept fidgiting unable to look right at him.
"Well, it's been 6 years now." he announced agian trying to spark up the conversation. "So is there something you wanted to say?"
With no reply coming from Houki a memory of something recent flashed in his brain.
"Oh, that's right."
"Ah, what's right?" She asked
"Well, I heard about you winning the international Kendo competition last year. Way to go. He congratulated her.
Flabergastued She responded "What? How did you find out about that?
"What do you mean?" He asked confused. "It was in the newspaper."
"And why were you looking at that newspaper?" She questioned becoming annoyed.
"Yeah, actually..." He treid to turn the conversation in a new direction. "You know, it's been ages, but even after 6 years, I recognized you right away, Houki. You still have the same hairstyle."
Looking away she begain to twirl a straid of her hair with he finger. "Yeah, you don't forget a single thing, do you?
"How can I forget about you? You're my childhood friend." He responded a little offended.
Houki looked up to Ichika and the two of them just stared softly at each other a silence passed over the two of them, both comferting and yet uncomfertable at the same time. A few Moments latter the warning bell rang around the school grounds, and unkown to the two of them three girls where watching the whole scene unfold between the two of them.
"Shoot! That's the bell." The one asked
"What's with her? Who's Orimura's friend?" a second questioned
Hearing the bell Ichika begain to head for the stairs but after only 3 steps he turned towards Houki. "Well, I guess we should head back now."
"Yeah, I guess we should." she mumbled a tad dissapontied that there talk was already over.
A few minutes latter and all the students returned to their seats, was in the middle of her lecture on the I.s., she then paused for a moment to turn around and address the class.
"Okay, does anyone have any questions so far?" she asked the students.
Ichika staring down into his text book begain question the logic of him even attending this school. "Why" he thought "Why do I have to learn about this I.S crap when I don't even operate one, do they expect me to memorize it all along with the stuff on my unit?"
Noticing a confused look on Ichika's face and bent over to get in closer to him
"Do you have any questions, Orimura?" she asked him.
"Well-A." he mumbled.
"Well, if you do have any questions, just ask me, okay? I am your teacher after all." She offered in that cheery tone of hers.
"No, no its just...just a lot to proccess is, thats all." He responded
"Well ok, is there anyone else here who doesn't understand what we've covered so far?" she asked to the class again.
No one in the class responded and Chifuyu having a thought cross her mind walked over to Ichika and asked.
"Orimura, Did you read the reference manual before school started?"
Um, are you talking about that big one?"
"That's right. Didn't it say required reading?" Oh she couldn't wait to hear what excuse he has for his latest blunder.
"Well Ah...There was a mix up in the post office and apparently and they lost it." He confessed
Once more Chifuyu took a swing at Ichika, this time going to slap him across his face with a clip board, but just as before she noticed a change in the look in his eye, and skillfully leaned back just far enought to avoid the blow.
"Hey! What was that-" he begain to protest but was cut off from Chifuyu who wacked him on the top of his head with the same clip board, the force of the blow slamed his face into his desk.
"For being irresponsible and failing to notify the school before the term started, I'll get you a new copy then. And I expect you to have the whole thing memorized within a week." She informed him
"What? That big book? Within a week? It would take me a whole month to memorize that." He complained.
Chifuyu just glared daggers into him. "What did I say?"
"Yes... ma'am." He surrendered.
Ms. Yamada took this as her Que to resume class. "Well then, let's continue with class. Please turn to page 12 in your textbooks."
Latter on the students were back on break and an anoyed Ichika was sitting in his desk, taking his frustration out on his pen by clicking in a furious manner. When a female voice brought him out of his thoughts.
"May I have a moment?"
"Huh?" he said not really paying attention, turning around to see a young girl with model like looks, sky blue eyes, long blonde hair with two strands in a long curled up manner, she also had on a blue headband. Her IS Academy uniform is slightly modified with a long skirt with black frills at the end of the skirt and sleeves.
Looking annoyed at his lazy manner she responded "Oh, what sort of a response is that? You should be honored that I bothered speaking to you in the first place. Don't you think you should behave in a more appropriate manner?"
Look, I'm sorry, but I don't even know who you are, okay?" He countered
Taken aback by his statement she begain her self introduction. "You don't know who I am? I'm Cecilia Alcott, England's representative contender, the one who scored highest on the entrance exam!"
"Hold on. Hold on. Hold on. I have a question." He interupted.
"Well, it is the responsibility of nobles to answer queries from the lower classes. Do go ahead." She offered smuggly.
"You're a representative contender. Got it. How does that make you more special comparied to anyone else in the school?"
Cecilia and most of the class who heard that all were stuned at his question. "This is unbelievable! I can only hope that every Japanese man is not this utterly devoid of respect. I mean, if you can understand the concept of a representative contender then you should know what makes us special."
Ichika then glared at her "Are you gonna tell me what it is or don't you know either?"
"They are the chosen elites selected by their countries to represent them as IS pilots. They are the best of the best of the best that thier nationts have to offer."
Now Ichika had a honest smile on his face. "Oh, so what your saying is that you're really strong."
"That's right. I am one of the elite. It's a true miracle and your good fortune to get to be in the same homeroom with someone like me. Oh what an incredibly lucky boy you are! Did that get through that thick skull of yours?" She said while waving a finger at his forehead.
His smile now gone and replaced by a frown. "I got it. I guess I'm lucky." Waving her off.
"Wait, are you making fun of me now?" She said starting to become very angry.
"Hey, you're the one who just said how lucky I was."
"First of all, I'd like to know how you managed to enter this school?" She asked changing the subject for now. "Can you really opperate an I.S., if not I would hate to see all the dissaponted faces that you would cause."
"Yeah well, Maybe I can, Maybe I can't, so far expecting anything from me sounds like a bad idea."
"In any case, since I'm so remarkable, I can still find it in my heart to be considerate towards people such as yourself. So, if you do have questions, I wouldn't mind answering them for you if you would plead with tears in your eyes. After all, I did defeat an instructor during the entrance exam, which means that I am an elite amongst the elites."
"As if." He interupted. "I would rather come to class in a skirt than to beg for your help."
Cecilia who was clearly taken aback but his outburst replied. "well I never have been so disrespected in my life!"
"Wait, now just calm down, okay?"
"Calm? How can I be calm at this insult!" She paused after the warinig bell rang through out the school. "We will be continuing this conversation later. Do you understand?" she anounced as she walked back to her seat.
Latter on in the evening Ichika was walking through the Academy Grounds heading towards his dormatory building, and a few paces behind him a sea of girls were behind him following him for some purpose or another it didnt matter to Ichika, either way it would ba bad. Thinking this caused him to sigh. "If things are like this in the first day, I'm worried about the future."
After managing to ditch the crowd following him Ichika made it to his dorm room 1025, He walked through the threshold and was amazed by his room. It was fairly large, looking fairly comfertable for two people, there was two queen sized beds on the one side of they room, each having a night stand with a lamp on top of them, inbetween the beds was a foldable divider for privacy that was currently not in use. On the other side of the room was a large desk that took up the length of the whole wall, it was divided for two people each side having a Home computer and chair for student use.
"This must be it. Wow..." He said amazed at the glamorus room. But the sound of the shower snaped him out of his amazment.
"Is someone out there?" A female voice called out of the shower room.
"Girl?!" he cried as he francticly begain to search for a place to hide.
"Oh hey." The voice called, the sound of the shower turning off rang through the room. "You must be my roommate. I look forward to having your company this year." His unkown room mate now exiting the shower a towel wraped around her body and another was draped over her head. "Sorry for meeting you like this, but I just got out of the shower." At this piont she yanked the towel on her head off revealing herself. "My name is Houki Shinonono."
At this point Ichika found his body was unable to move dispite his best efforts to look away. While Houki was flabbergasted that her chilhood freind/first crush was in her room while she was dressed in only a towel with nothing else underneath. After a uncomfertable moment Houki's brain was able to function normally.
"I-I-Ichika?! Don't look!" she cried as she griped the towel tight around her sizable bust.
"Ah! Sorry!" He replied his body his body now able to look away.
"What the hell are you doing in here?" She asked.
"Well, this happens to be my room and..." A figurtive light blub clicked in his head "Hang on! That means you and I are sharing the same room!"
Houki realizing this too dove for her kendo bag that was sitting on the floor, she grasped for her Bokken and charged at Ichika, who after seeing what Houki had planed for him leaped out of the room and slammed the door behind him.
"Close call..." He sighed as he leaned agianst the door believing he was safe. Suddenly Hoiki's Bokken was thrusted Inches from his head. Houki's temper getting the better of her she begain to launch even more thrusts with her Bokken through the door with Ichika barely able to dodge the blows. After a few tries she figured out his exact location and aimed for the center of his spine, Ichika quickly ducked and rolled out of the way his body running on auto pilot.
"Are you honestly trying to kill me? I'd have been dead if I hadn't dodged that one!" He called out to Houki. Looking around Ichika noticed that the other Occupants of thier floor had come outside to see what all the commotion was.
"Look, that's Orimura." One called out seeing Ichika on the floor.
"Hey, this is his room. That's a good thing to know, isn't it, girls?" Another annouced to the other students. Ichika however begain to noticed that each girl was dressed in either various revealing nightgown or loose fitting pajama clothing.
"Houki!" He pleaded. "Ms. Houki, please let me in right now. This is gonna be bad, I mean... I apologize! So please let me in. Please I'm begging you!" Hearing his pleas Houki now dressed in a traditional Jappanese outfit opened the door, though Ichika still weary did scoot out of the way of hitting distance.
"All right then." She announced.
Ichika quickly picked himself off the floor he quickly entered his room and shut the door immediatly after entering incase the mob tried to enter. Turning around he saw Houki who was sitting on the far bed tieing her green ribbion in her hair.
"Okay... Um, actually, I've wanted to have the bed that corner." He told her not sure what to say.
"So, now it turns out you're my roommate." She stated cutting strait to the chase.
"It... looks that way." He admitted
"Just what are you up to?" She asked.
"Huh?"
"I asked you "what are you up to?" Don't you know that mixing genders past age seven is just wrong?"
Ichika scratching his head. "Sounds like pretty old-fashioned thinking to me." But after thinking deeper he admited. "But actually, I suppose it could be a few issues with it. You know, with a 15-year-old guy and girl living to, I mean, sharing the same room."
Houki begian to shake in rage. "You... You... You..."
"Uh-huh?"
Swallowing her rage for the moment. "You requested this room, didn't you? You had asked them to put us in here together!"
"You're kidding me!" He claimed, Houki however let her rage take over agian moved at lighting fast speeds swung her Bokken down in a strait slash aiming for Ichika's face. Ichika however easily caught the sword in his hands but underestimated the strength of Houki's anger. The force of her power brought him down to one knee still holding the Bokken for fear of death. "Okay, this is scary." He commented seeing her angry face.
Enraged she yelled in a hoarsely voice "Kidding am I. Kidding. I get it. I GET IT!"
"Scary face. Really scary face." He commented still beneth the sword.
Unkown to them, some of the the girls were watching the scene before them through a cracked open door, that Ichika failed to lock.
"Shinonono's so bold." One stated
"Quit wiggling, it's hard to see." One complained the the others watching.
Houki and Ichika both hearing and seeing them outside their door, ceased their actions momentarly.
"Shoot, it's over already."
"Just when it was starting to get good." Houki slammed the door shut and forced the lock closed.
"Ichika!" Houki yelled to him.
"What now?" He said, fearfull of what Houki was going to do next.
Calming down she took a deep breath to regain her composure. "As long as we're sharing the same room, I ah, think that you and I are going to need to establish some ground rules. First, regarding shower use each hours. I'll use it between 7 and 8 PM. And you can use it from 8 to 9."
"But I wanna use it earlier than that." He complained.
"Are you asking me not to shower after my club activities?" She asked in a rhetoric manner.
"You mean activities like Kendo? I thought they had showers in the club facility for that." He pointed out.
"I really don't feel relaxing unless I shower in my own room."
"And I'd like to use the toilet in my own place more than using the ones at school." Then he realized a small detail. "Oh, hold on. There are no toilets in the rooms here, are there?"
"That's right. There only are restrooms at the end of each hallway."
Pondering out loud Ichika thought. "You think someone would have remembered that this place is all girls. But worst-case scenario..." He begain to think of somthing else but Houki Thrusted the tip of her Bokken into Ichika's his left cheek.
"I see you've become quite a pervert during the years I haven't seen you. I'm very disappointed." stated at him her voice yet agian filling with anger.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He mumbled though hard to speak clearly with a wooden sword tip still pressed firmly against his cheek.
"You wanna go in the girl's restroom. What else would you call that besides perverted? Ah, I should punish you right now!" She cried reading her Bokken yet again for a vertical slash.
"No, you don't." Ichika Cried as he jumped back to Houki's Kendo bag, He reached for Houki's second sword, her Shinai, though when he pulled it out her bag hanging on the end was a strange peice of cloth that was white and had a pink pattern to it. "What the hell is this?" he asked picking up the end not connected to the sword. Then he realized that it was in fact a bra that belonged to Houki.
"Give it back!" she cried embarasingly as she quickly snatched it out of his hand.
"Hey wait a second." He tried to explain.
"Hey hands off, you pervert!" she told him still embarassed as she tried to hid her bra by turning away from Ichika's gaze.
Ichika Folded his arms and closed his eyes "It would seem that you wear a bra now, huh." He deadpanned, though Houki sick of this embarasment swung her Bokken one last time and due to Ichika not paying attention was not ready for the blow as the sword made conntact with his head and knocked him out for the night.
Latter that morning at the Cafeteria for breakfeast Ichika sat his tray down and took a seat next to Houki who wore a frustrated expression upon her face.
"Um, hello. Are you still mad at me?" He asked her.
"I am not mad at you." Though it was clear that she was
"Then why are you still wearing a mad face?" He asked
"Get used to it." She informed him.
In the background Ichika could hear some of the girls talking behind him. He ignored it and started to eat his breakfast.
"Wow, this stuff is delicious." He stated, then turned to Houki. "Hey, Houki, do you think..."
"Don't use my first name!" She interupted slamming her fist down against the tabel
"Ms. Shinonono." He sighed.
"Orimura, may we sit next to you?" a Voice asked him on the other side of him, looking up he saw three of his fellow classmates, first was Sayuka Yorutake, she had long strait ebony black hair with two orange clips on the side also she had a set a clear purple eyes with an almost bluish tint. Second was Yuzu Tanimoto, She had reddish brown hair that had two pig tails tied in green small bows. The third was Honne Nohotoke she has sleepy yellow eyes and pink shoulder length hair, most of which hangs free, oddly enough though Honne was not wearing her I.S. academy uniform, instead she had on a large yellow night gown and cap, the sleeves of the gown obscured her hands completly but it looked like Honne did not notice or care and her sleeping cap almost looked as it two fox like ears were prutruding out of her head.
"Huh? Sure. Go ahead and have a seat." He answered.
"Oh yeah!" Yuzu and Honne cried as the fist bumped.
"Wow, Orimura, you sure do eat a lot for breakfast." Honne pointed out.
"That's a typical boy." Yuzu said adding in her comment.
"Actually, I was wondering if that's all you three eating for breakfast, it doesn't seem like enough." said noticing barely anything on thier trays.
"Oh well sure... Well, you know..." Sayuka tried to word it but couldn't.
"Yeah, I mean we'll be okay, thanks." Yuzu attempted to assist her friend so they dont look bad infront of Ichika.
"Because we eat a lot of snacks." Exclaimed in her usual airhead manner blowing their cover.
"I think I'll excuse myself now." Houki exclaimed as she got out of her chair and started to walk away, but really just annoyed with Ichika for talking to the other girls.
"Okay then. I'll see you later." He told her not noticing how annoyed she was with him.
"So you and Shinonono must be really close friends." Yuzu pointed out.
"I heard that you two are even sharing the same room." Sayuka added in.
"Well, we are childhood friends." Ichika informed them.
"Huh? You're childhood friends?!" they all exclaimed at the same time in shock.
"Yeah. We started going to the same Kendo dojo back when we were in the first grade. We were in class together until fourth grade. But I don't remember much about it anymore. About the past." Ichika stated as he really tried hard to remember something important that he should remember but couldn't seem too.
Though the loud voice of Chifuyu echoed through the Cafeteria "Less talking and more chewing! Pilots have to eat quickly and efficiently! I'm the freshman dorm supervisor. Anyone late to class will do 10 laps around the school."
"Now I get it. No wonder she hardly ever came home." He finally started to see how much of a full time job Chifuyu had as a teacher here.
Latter once classes started Chifuyu was addressing all of class 1.
"Two weeks from today, you'll be asked to choose your representative for the class tournament. A class representative, not only competes in the tournament, but also attends student council meetings and committee meetings. Essentially, it's your class leader, okay? I will now take nominations. Any suggestions?"She asked her students.
"I'd like to nominate Orimura." One girl stated standing up
"Huh?" he said turning around to see who nominated him.
"Dude, I think that's a good idea, too." another added.
"Huh? You do?" He asked turning around to see who was the second person.
Chifuyu asked "So is there anyone else? If not, he'll be elected without a vote."
Ichika turned his attention to his sister and raised his hand "Hang on a minute. What if I don't want to do it?" He asked
At this point Cecilia had enough, she slamed her hands against her desk and stood up to address her teacher and class "I do not approve of this! This type of selection is utterly unacceptable. It would be shameful to have a boy as our class representative. You can't possibly expect that I, Cecilia Alcott, should have to deal with that sort of humiliation for an entire year! In the first place, simply living in a country with such an underdeveloped level of culture is unbearably painful with someone like myself. Oh the agony.
Ichika was normally not quick to anger, He didn't care if people ever made fun of him but to hear Cecilia insult his home nation, he wouldn't stand for it.
"Well, your country doesn't have that many things to brag about either. How often has England won the world worst cuisine award?" He said trying to point out that England isn't perfect.
"We English have many delicious dishes. I can't believe you would have the audacity to insult my country. This calls for a duel!" She announced to him.
"Hey technically you inulted Japan first but either way fine by me. It'll be easier than debating." He accepted.
"And if you should have a lose to me on purpose, I promise to make you my servant. No, I shall make you my slave!" She said raising the stakes.
"How much handicap will it be?" He offered.
"Are you asking me for a favor already?" She questioned
"No. I was wondering how much the handicap I should give you." He informed her causing the class to laugh.
"Orimura, are you serious?" One asked him
"Yeah, men used to be stronger than women, but that was before the IS was invented." Another pointed out.
"People say if men and women would have a war, it wouldn't even last 3 days." A third chimed in.
"As a matter of fact." Cecilia said. "I'm the one who should be wondering about giving you a handicap. Japanese boys are so humorous, aren't they?"
One of the students spoke to Ichika. "Hey, if you're nice, a real lady might still give you that handicap, you know.
"And a real man never goes back on his word. I'll pass."
"Um, you're underestimating her." She told him.
"And you people are underestimating me, I can't wait to whipe the smiles off all of you girls faces." He informed all of them
Chifuyu steped in to confirm the match. "It looks like that's settled then. The competition will be staged in Arena 3, which I believe is available Monday. Orimura and Alcott, I expect you to come fully prepared for combat."
Cecilia Just nodded. "Oh dont worry about that Ma'am Cecilia Alcott is always ready for battle."
"Monday huh." Ichika said. "Yeah I can have my machine brought here by then."
"His Machine? What does he mean by that, Ichika what have you been up too?" Chifuyu pondered in her head trying to figure out what her little brother had gotten into while she was away.
In an unkown lab at a unknow location a 30 year old woman was sitting at a desk looking at a very large Moniter attatched to the wall. This women had chesnut brown hair that was tied in a bun in the back but had front strands reaching her shoulders. She was typing furiously into a keyboard working on some complex looking machine. She did happen to notice a younger man dressed in a dark blue suit with a red tie, strangly enough he had on a large pair of sunglasses on inside, His hair was also Light brown simmilar to the women.
"So how long are you going to stand there?" She asked.
"Any word yet?" he asked ignoring her previous question.
She turned towards him "It Has only been two days since he has left."
She sighed seeing the serious look on his face, "He is fine, though he did manage to piss off the British Repisentative Contender."
"The sniper girl?" He said
"Yeah thats the one, she challeged him to a fight, is that a problem with you?"
"No, it fact I wouldn't have it anyother way, But I'm worried about you. Are you sure your fine with it, once it happenes there is no going back."
She just waved him off turning back to her work. "I accepted that a long time ago."
"I'll Leave you to your work but inform me if anything changes, I want to watch him Rage on, him and his Gundam." He said walking out of the room.
"You can't fool me." She said to herself once He had left the room. "I know you only allowed him to go to the I.S. Academy to hone his skills, so that way you can fight with him, Your very selfish, Meijin Kawaguchi."
So thats Chapter 1, not too much of a difference than episode 1 of I.S. but dont worry the fun part is next chapter.
Ok so for my nitpickers out there all I did was some editing but I am very sorry I have not updated I have no excuse only I procrastinate everything and that blows up in my face but I will try to update soon and I just got into my writing mood anyone else have that that mood you get in were you want to do nothing but put on some music grab that comfort drink and begin typing but I digress. Some people will not be happy for my choices in Mobile suits and the fact I wont make any gundam products unbeatable Ichika will lose some times or get put into a corner I am sorry but having him show up and blowing everyone to bits is not enjoyable so fingers crossed that I get to work