Powerful Rikkai Dai
01 – Member? Not!
The bell rang in, telling everyone to hurry inside as the classes began. Fujika, Nadjai looked up, just as she stepped out of the car. "Not already! I can't be late on my first day!" She exclaimed, slamming the door hard after having said bye to her mother.
Then she ran across the street, looking left and right after cars. She passed into the school yard, through the gate with the Rikkai Daigaku Fuzoku sign and over to the door. She pushed it open with a foot, waving back at her mom, who was about to start the car.
Door slamming after her, her middle school life had begun!
Two seconds later, she appeared in the door once again. Her mom was leaning against the car, shaking her head, holding a black bag up in front of herself. "Forgot something?" She asked across the yard.
Nadjai quickly ran down to her and took it, slinging it over her shoulder. "Well … Bye again then!" She grimaced.
This time, she entered her middle school life! With no more failures! … For the time being …
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What would the best way be, if I am being late … She questioned herself in her mind, trying to find the best excuse before entering class. She looked at the note in hand, on the top she was able to read her own name, age and so on and on. Further down her class stood. 1-1.
Once again she was a freshman again. She reached out with her hand for the door knob. I'll go with 'getting lost'. Then she slid the door open. Everyone turned their heads and stared. The teacher raised an eyebrow, and she felt colour rise in her face.
"S-sorry!" She quickly apologised, bowing. "I got lost!"
"Ah." The female teacher said, sounding quite understanding – luckily. "It sure is hard when you come to a new school-" She smiled, looking around to the whole class, probably talking to them all. She guessed, she weren't the only one showing up a few minutes late. "But take a seat, so we can begin class."
Happy, she could hide from all the stares, she plumbed down into a chair, putting down the bag next to her. She then turned her attention to the rest of the new classmates. Most of them probably looked just as nervous as her, giving her a little bit of courage.
The teacher cleared her throat and spoke up. "It is probably best I introduce myself first, am I right?" She stood up from the chair, took a chalk and wrote her name in the right corner. "Kobaya, Miruka."
Nadjai kept her gaze on the name, trying to remember the name – as she had a way of always forgetting right away. Kobaya, Miruka. Kobaya, Miruka. Slightly thoughtful, she in stead forgot to pay attention to what the teacher said. Multitasking weren't really you …
"-comer?"
She blinked a couple of times. "Huh?" She turned her head, looking around at them all. They were looking right back at her too. "What …?"
"Miss latecomer?" Kobaya-sensei repeated. Nadjai looked at her, trying to figure out what she had done wrong. "Mind introducing yourself?"
"Oh!" She quickly jumped to her feet. "Sorry 'bout that! Hello everyone! I'm Fujika, Nadjai, twelve years old, born 21st of August. My favourite colour is blue. I like-"
"Yes, thank you, Nadjai-chan, that's enough." She told her, smiling at her. Nadjai looked around, feeling rather embarrassed, as everyone was snickering. "Oh …" She laughed nervously. "Well-! One last thing! You can all just call me Jai, I hate honorific's."
Then she sat down again, listening to the rest of class, introducing themselves – in a more short way.
Your POV
You looked out the window, twirling a strand of your black hair between two fingers. You yawned out, not really expecting this to have happened – why hadn't everyone flocked around you already?
"Nadjai-chan!" Someone called out. You turned in your chair, looking at a blonde-haired girl, striding over to you.
"It's Jai, just Jai!" You corrected her, smiling.
"Sure … Just wondered if you wanted to come over and talk with us?" She pointed to a couple of other girls, sitting around a table, chatting happily together.
You shrugged, smiling at her. "Of course! Of course!" You then followed her over, dragging your chair after you. You sat down, looking at them all. "Hi!" And so you began making new friends.
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"So, Nadjai-"
"Jai." You cut in.
"Right, Jai! You got an idea, what club you'll join?" Riku asked, as you both walked down the hall, trying to remember your way around. You glanced at her, shrugged.
Akira, Riku was the blonde girl, who had walked over to you in class. The two of you had easily bonded, as she was just as out-going as you. She had a few other interests than you, which you had ended up fighting over (Brad Pitt vs. Orlando Bloom for example) – but you had still found a friend in the other.
In appearance, you were quite the opposite. She was rather short, only around 1,40 meters, where you were close to 1,55. Only 15 cm in difference, but it still counted. And then there was the colour of your hair. Hers were blonde, while yours were pitch black.
"I haven't really thought about it just yet." You said, sticking your head into the library. Riku was right after you. Wandering around the shelves, you picked up random books, looking at the front covers.
"Then could you possible come with me? There's one I'd like to check out, but I don't want to go alone!"
"Coward …" You muttered, smirking.
"That was fun … Haha …!" She launched out an arm at you, but you dodged. "It's after school, so only if you can stay late?"
"Yeah, it's alright!"
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Once again the bell rang. First day of school had ended. You got up from your chair, packing down the newest of the books into your bag and waited at the door for Riku. "Ready?" She asked, looking rather excited.
"Sure …" You muttered, listening to your own stomach growling. "But when we're done, you so much owe me something to eat." She laughed, grabbing your hand in hers.
"Let's hurry on!"
She guided you through school to the outside grounds. You looked around on the different courts, expecting her to stop any second. Yet she didn't. And soon you were able to hear a familiar sound. Dock! Dock! Dock! You glanced over to your friend, happily walking a few steps ahead of you.
"Riku-chan, it ain't … Tennis? Is it?" She looked back at you, smiling. Then she nodded, making your heart sink. Tennis? She continued walking and now dragged you on with her, as you tried resisting as much as possible.
"Is there something wrong with tennis?" Riku asked.
"I just don't like it, that's all …" You said slowly, glancing around.
"Come on girls!" You raised an eyebrow, as the two of you stopped in front of the tennis courts. Who could possible yell that loud? You looked in on all the second and third years, already in the middle of practicing. A few other freshmen, like you, stood around, outside the fence, looking in on the girls' tennis club. "You call that running?" Your eyebrow shot up into the air. Apparently, it was the captain, who had enough lung capacity to blow eardrums.
"Well, shouldn't you change already or something?" You asked your friend, continuing watching a few third years begin hitting balls back and forth practicing lobs while having the captain hovering over them.
"Oh, yeah!" Riku left you for a few minutes, as she along with some other newbies went for the changing room. In the mean time, you only bored looked around. You noticed the boys' courts were not far away. Compared to the boys, most of the girls had no chance in life. Of course compared to most others they were great, but they would have no chance in any tournament.
Just then someone hugged you from behind. You tilted your head backwards, looking at Riku. "That was fast." You said, trying to shake her off. She easily let go and stood next to you. She watched the players.
"Yup!"
"Why do you want to join the tennis club anyways?" You asked her, not really thinking of her as someone sporty. She'd rather be one you could find 24/7 in the mall. She smirked, pointing over to the boys. You rolled your eyes, understanding her gesture.
"I've heard there's some really hot guys, especially the regulars." She giggled girly, making you sigh. Of course … I should have guessed.
"And I who thought, you were supposed to play tennis because it's fun … not to get close to boys." She doubtful looked at you, as if you were stupid or something.
"That's second priority."
"Freshmen!" The captain yelled, standing on the other side of the fence, only a few steps away from you. Your eye twitched and you felt your ears blow. Ah, that hurts. "What are you standing around for?! Hurry up, get onto court!"
You looked a final time on Riku, asking if she was sure this was it for her with your eyes. She looked at little, as if she was close to running away, but gathered her courage and walked onto court with the rest of the girls.
You just shook your head, watching them stand in line, captain walking back and forth in front of them. "So you are the new recruits, eh?"
This was really giving off the impression of the military and the captain was a harsh general, whose job was to make the weaklings into killers. Or something like that … You chuckled.
But you quickly cut yourself off, as the captain's head turned directly towards you. You gulped down hard, as all blood left your face. And then she started stomping over. You looked around for a place to hide, but before you had a chance, she was there.
"What are you doing?!" She roared into your ear. Nervously, you smiled at her.
"Watching?" You suggested.
"Oh really?" Her voice had returned to what most would think as a normal level. Her eyes narrowed. "You want to know something?"
No? "Uhm, yeah?"
"People are not allowed to just stand here, watching. Either you get in here right now and join the practice or you leave. Got that?"
You nodded, scared out of your mind. "O-okay …"
"I can't hear you!"
"Sir, yes, sir!"
And so, you found yourself standing next to Riku once again, dressed in a sports outfit, which you had borrowed from your friend. You glanced at her, somewhat wondering how you had gotten into all this mess.
I'm not even a part of this club … You thought annoyed.
"Second and third years, start playing! Freshmen, pick up balls!" You sighed, you even had to pick up balls …You ran after a ball, which happily bounced past you after a third year had hit a smash. Just as you bowed down to grab it, you tripped in your shoelaces and lay – face down – on the ground. The nearest people glanced down on you, but decided not to help, as the captain was also sternly looking that way. Slowly you pushed yourself up with the help from your hands and sat on the ground. You had scratched your hands and you tried brushing out the worst dirt. You winched. "Auch …" You muttered, but got up again, as you felt a shadow over you.
"Are we taking a break already?" The captain asked. You turned and looked up at her. Scary third year …
"N-no."
"Then why aren't you picking up the balls as supposed?!"
"Sorry captain!" You apologised, quickly bowing down and picking up a ball. "I'll get started right away!"
She looked a last time on you, but then she returned to the people playing. You let out a sigh, feeling lucky not being killed.
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Bock! Your eye started twitching once again, as the ball hit you on the side of your head. You closed your eyes, taking in a deep breath. The little yellow ball bounced away and you turned your head. A couple of arrogant looking juniors were laughing at you.
Haha … Idiots … You ignored them and continued with your 'very' important job, picking balls. Bock! Once again. You turned towards them, shaking your head. "Either you are REALLY bad hitting a ball properly, or you are doing it on purpose – which I don't think, since that would just be stupid." You stated annoyed, feeling your temper rise drastically.
"What if we did it on purpose?" One of them asked, slinging her brown hair over her shoulder. You knew it was her, since she was the only one holding a racket – you sure were a great Sherlock Holmes!
"Then you are s-t-u-p-i-d." You told her, spelling out the last word since … well, she was stupid. Oh, how you could just see her close to exploding. "And anyways, why are you picking on me?" You asked.
Bock!
"Would you mind stopping that?"
Bock!
They laughed.
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The captain stood not far away, in the middle of talking with the other captain for the boys. She looked through a couple of papers, which he had showed to her, containing the line-up for the boys to the next tournament.
"Have you checked out the newcomers?" She asked, referring to the freshmen.
"Not yet." He said, looking over the courts with girls. A few noticed him and started giggling. Tsk … "I'm not sure if any of them are good enough yet-"
"You never know unless you try." She said, closing the papers. "I have my eye on a few."
Just then another third year girl ran over. "Captain, some of the juniors are picking on a freshman!" She said, pointing towards the other end. The captain's eyes narrowed, as she saw who the victim was.
"When you talk about the devil." She shook her head and started walking over, the two others right behind her. As they passed people, they stopped whatever they were doing and watched. She paused behind the juniors, just when they sent another ball towards you.
Bock!
Still, you did nothing, in stead raising your eyebrow, looking past them at the captain. This was starting to get interesting …
"What's going on?" She asked, taking on her 'captain-voice'. The three turned around, startled.
"C-captain?!" They asked.
She continued watching them, waiting for a proper response.
"We- we were only trying to- Err …"
"It seemed like you were picking on her." The boys' captain stated, looking at you. You just looked back at him, shrugging.
"Weren't that bad." You said, smirking. "They don't even have enough strength to make me feel it … A leaf could have done more damage."
A vein pulsed in the temple of the junior leader, as she glared at you. You noticed the grip around the racket hardened. "H-how dare you?!" Her voice trembled from anger.
Anger issues much …? You thought.
"Want to settle this once and for all?" The only boy on courts asked (therefore the captain), smiling sweetly.
The other captain looked at him, a little annoyed. "I'm the captain here, remember that."
"Sure, but we can just make them finish this over a match." He stated. "I know you are thinking the same." She rolled her eyes, waving her hand, massaging her head with the other.
"Fine, I don't care …"
You looked at them all. From one to another. "O-oi! I don't want to!" You said, trying to get your point out – you was the victim, but everyone seemed to ignore you! "I'm not a part of this club anyways!"
But you only got a racket stuck in hand and guided to a free court. You blinked a couple of times, puzzled. The junior stood on the other side, looking rather grim. You sighed. "Thanks for listening …" You muttered, slowly twirling the racket in your hand, finding the best way to hold it.
"The best of one set!" The girls' captain started off, being the referee. "Fujika service play!"
"Huh?" You looked up at the captain, sitting in the tall chair. "I'm even supposed to serve?!"
"Perhaps you shouldn't have provoked them if you can't even play." She smiled innocently at you, even though she was quite aware she had just ticked you off.
"Oi! First of all, they provoked me! And secondly, I don't need to be able to play tennis, since I'm still not a part of this club!"
She only looked at you. "Fujika service play!" She repeated. You sighed. Damn it, can't be helped … You thought, throwing the ball up into the air. Then you slung your racket, hitting the yellow ball. It went across court, directly against the junior. It hit the ground in front of her, spun and then … stopped.
The girl stared at it, waiting for it to bounce back up. Except, that never did happen.
You didn't even look at it, but moved on to the next serve. "Ref, mind doing the call?"
The captain smirked; she knew you were something special. "15-0."
Once again you hit the ball against the ground, bouncing up and down. Then you threw it up, leaned a little back and hit it. Once again it hit the ground, but did not jump up again.
"How is she doing it?!" You heard someone mutter.
"30-0."
"40-0."
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"Game set, 6-0." The captain jumped down from the chair onto the ground, turning her attention to the junior. "I guess it has been decided. If I ever see you mess with her again, I'll punish you severely."
She gulped down and apologised pretty much a hundred times, bowing at the same time. She looked rather out of breath, since she had also run around on the court, trying to get to the ball in time. You had won in less than fifteen minutes.
The captain then turned towards you. "And you, as a punishment for provoking your kohei-"
"I didn't provoke anyone!" You cut in, yet she only ignored you.
"Run twenty times around the courts!"
"Eh?! What? Are you serious? That isn't fair!" You whined, about to jump her. She sternly looked at you, and you recoiled. Wah! So scary! You sighed in defeat and started running around the courts. Yet, there was someone, whom you could blame. "I swear, Riku-chan! You owe me BIG TIME!"
Riku only chuckled, watching you. She nearly started choking, when you tripped over your own feet once again. You just lay there, muttering curse-words quite loudly, so everyone could hear it. She shook her head.
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Normal POV
The two captains were once again standing against the fence, watching the girls play. But when they heard a freshman break out into laughter, they turned their heads.
Zen chuckled, as he saw the trouble-making freshman from earlier, lying across the ground. "Are you sure she is the one, you got your eye on? You've checked if she got a twin or anything?"
Miku sighed and watched her slowly getting up again. "Mm, I'm positive. The only problem is she's sort of …clumsy."
"You don't say."
The freshman had made her way up again, brushing off her clothes. She raised her hand threatening against another girl and then she started running again. But not for long, as she rounded a corner, tripped (again) and slammed her head directly into a pole.
They stared.
"She could be a secret weapon." Zen proposed, once again starting to chuckle. "In a match, if she's close enough to the opponent, she could trip and knock them out."
"You think that could work?" Miku asked, thinking of it as the most stupid plan ever.
"Not really …"
Nadjai sat on the ground, puzzled looking around. She tried getting up, but staggered and fell back again onto her behind. "Just perfect if she got a concussion …"
But she hadn't, as she used the pole for support and got up again. Her legs were shaking, but she was able to stand at least. "Shouldn't you order her around now? Just to be a little sadistic and all?"
She looked at him. "You think?" He nodded. "Fine … Oi! Freshman, get going already or it'll be ten more!"
"GAH?!" She started over at them, a fierce look in her eyes.
"NOW!"
"I. Hate. Running!"
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