Welcome to my first fanfiction entry and I will very much appreciate that you will read this then leave a review. Please note that I'm taught to use the British English but I may mix up some US English in there. Please cooperate with me and correct me of anything that could be improved. Thank you all.
If you're looking for a short sweet love story with Katou, might as well leave. This is a long story with relationship building with mostly scary realistic scenes that could happen in real life with humour stuck inbetween. Isn't that what Sket Dance does anyway?
WARNING: Bad humour and weirdness ahead(though this is a Sket Dance fanfiction, I'm guessing you guys are already prepared) This story involves an OC so if you don't like it, kindly leave with all your belongings(Great, now I'm a stewardess on a plane).
DISCLAIMER: Sket Dance obviously does not belong to me. Only the OC and this fanfiction belongs to me. Sket Dance belongs to the talented Kenta Shinohara.
The limitless sky was painted a baby blue hue, clouds leisurely float across the sky as students carried out their normal routine. That day at Kaimei High School was as normal as any day.
...but then would it be normal to see a wandering girl with a wooden katana strapped around her waist wearing a focused look on her face… well seeing it was Kaimei Academy, maybe. In this day and age, it is uncommon that many would use odd accessories as a statement of their interests and lifestyle but very few would bring something as large and quite frankly as inconvenient as a wooden weapon. Some of the more normal students could not resist a little gossip between themselves about the new girl in school.
"Who is that girl? Why is she wearing a wooden katana?" one of the students whispered to his friends.
"I don't know. Could she be part of the Kendo club?" Another student whispered back.
"Have you seen her hair?!"
People were whispering about her odd choice of accessory strapped to her skirt and her appearance but she heed no attention as she had something else on her mind. The new girl looked around to see a couple of friendly girls chatting around the corner of the hallway. She calmly proceed to walk up to them and called out to the girls.
"Excuse me." She started off politely, catching their attention.
The chatting girls stopped to stare at the ebony-haired girl. They assumed she was new because neither of them recalled seeing a girl wearing something as conservative as a navy blue turtleneck underneath the white school short-sleeve shirt with the red tie pinned properly and also not many girls wear such a long skirt, ending about an inch above her knees.
She looked just like a life-sized modern version of a Japanese doll.
"Oh, hi. You must be new around here." One of the girls said nicely. The female sword-handler nodded politely.
"Yes, I am. Would you be so kind as to direct me to the Student Council Room?"
"..Eh?"
Everything was relatively normal in the Sket-Dan clubroom as well. Himeko and Bossun were leisurely chatting with each other while Switch was trying out a new dating sim game recommended by his fellow otaku friends. What a normal (lazy) day for the Sket-Dan.
"So, Nakatani from Class A brought candy for everyone in her class today. She's so nice and considerate." Himeko was happily going about telling Bossun about her generous friend while he was lounging around the bench, uninterested of the tale.
"Uh huh…" came out his lame reply. Himeko paused in her story and looked to her so-called club leader.
"Bossun, are you even listening to me?" She questioned the messy-haired club leader.
"Well, you're always talking about the same thing! So what if this Nakatani gave some crappy candy?"
"It wasn't just some crappy candy. It seems it was a really popular candy and everyone liked it though I rather stick with my beloved pelocan." Himeko said, twirling her favourite treat between her fingers before indulging herself in her sweets.
"I can't believe you can call that crap candy! It tastes awful." Bossun said, clearly showing his disgust on his face.
"It does not. Here, why don't you try the mackerel miso one?" Himeko said, offering him the oddly-flavoured sweet.
In the midst of their pointless argument, there was a knock on the door and all three stared at it before Himeko went to open to door. Though, instead seeing someone standing in front like any normal person, all she saw was Shinzou begging on his knees much like the first time meeting the school support group.
"Pardon my intrusion, Sket-Dan but I'm in dire need of your assistant!" the modern samurai cried loudly.
"Why can't you open the door like a normal person and stop speaking so damn loud!" the blonde pelocan-lover yelled back in angry frustration. The male samurai fell back from his kneeling position from the intensity of Himeko's angry bark.
"You're yelling too, Himeko." Bossun pointed out her irony in which Himeko replied to him with a nasty glare.
"So, a childhood friend of yours just enrolled to this school. That's great!" Himeko said, excited of a chance of meeting a new friend. Shinzou nodded in reply.
"Our fathers had first met in the same dojo and we used to practice kendo together as children." The modern samurai explained. "Shinpei and I were quite close to her back when we were in elementary school. Here." Shinzou flipped opened his always present phone to show a picture of three smiling children. There were two boys who resembled the two samurai brothers and a short girl standing in the middle of the brothers.
The two boys were cheekily smiling in the photo while the small girl in the middle did the same shyly, her face tinged with a pink hue. The children seems really close in the picture. The trio seemed to be quite close based on their bright expressions and lack of discomfort between the children in the picture.
"Although we went to different schools, we were always able to meet each other through our devotion to kendo. But sadly, Shinpei and I have not made contact with her since she left kendo a few years ago. This shall be the first in a long time that I can finally meet my old friend again."
"How sad, you three seemed so close in the picture. Look at how young and cute you all used to be as children!" Himeko cooed cutely at the adorable picture of the three young children.
"So, you're meeting your old buddy again since a long time. Why did you come asking us for help? Isn't this a good thing?" Bossun inquired, not seeing the point of Shinzou's presence in their clubroom, not that he minds the company.
"Ah, actually her father requested I assist on keeping an eye on her in school in his stead." The samurai's face fell for a moment. When he first heard that his childhood friend was coming to this school he was more than ecstatic to meet her again but after talking to her father, his excitement quickly faded and soon replaced with a different emotion.
"Huh, why?" Himeko asked quizzically.
As Shinzou was about to answer that when Switch, who had not spoken until now, spoke up through his laptop's voice generator.
"Seems like this friend of Shinzou has changed school for the third time this month and during that time, she built a reputation for herself." Switch spoke matter-of-factually as he read from his gathered information. "She only stays in school for a day before leaving."
The two easily surprised members of Sket-Dan turned their heads around to their third member in unison, their jaws dropped in shock of this new information given. "THIRD TIME THIS MONTH!?"
Shinzou nodded with an uneasy expression. "Yes. Well, you see..."
The black-haired girl walked in search for the Student Council Room using the directions her seniors gave her a few moments ago. She found her destination when she came across a room with the "Student Council Room" sign on the door. She took a deep breath before politely knocking twice before sliding the door open with a look of determination.
With the sound of the doors sliding open, every pair of eyes in the room turned to look at the new face when their door opened.
"Are you new here?" Tsubaki questioned the girl whist taking a good look at the student's face. Tsubaki pride himself on his knowledge of every student in this school and since he doesn't recognized the black-haired girl, he immediately assumed she was new.
She was a rather tall girl with a slender yet slightly muscular build with chocolate brown eyes beaming with pride and determination and had a fair skin tone like a true Japanese woman of the olden times. But her most prominent feature would definitely be...
"HNK. (Extremely Long Hair)" Daisy said, examining the girl's long, black hair tied in a ponytail ending around her waist with two light blue beads at the ends of her ponytail. Her bangs partly covered her left eye with two locks were framing her face.
"What pretty hair. I wonder how much her shampoo cost." Unyuu wondered to herself, smiling.
While their focus was on her, the katana-wielder was focusing more on the amber-eyed boy who was sitting in the larger seat while another tall boy was standing diligently by his side. It was easy to figure out that the student with the long eyelashes was the president but she had to make sure of her assumptions.
"I'm looking for the president of the Student Council. I believe his name is Tsubaki Sasuke." She spoke with a tone of calm seriousness.
"What do you want? You can't just call out president with such disrespect!" Katou growled at the long-haired newcomer who in response gave him a mean glare.
"Silence, you white-haired delinquent." She hissed venomously at Katou. "I wasn't talking to you."
"You wench!" The seemingly arrogant girl ignored his insult this time as she averted her attention back to Tsubaki.
"Yes, I am Tsubaki Sasuke." Tsubaki replied back. The brown-eyed girl narrowed her eyes and in a split second, she raised her wooden weapon towards the younger Kirishima twin, the tip of her weapon just under his chin.
"President!" Katou jumped into action and quickly immobilized the attacker by holding a kunai close to her throat. "I will not let you harm president, insolent woman."
She only gave a glance towards the taller male without a glimmer of fear in her chocolate-coloured eyes and she ignored his threat as she redirected her attention back to the surprised president. He quickly stepped back from the tip of her wooden katana.
"What is the meaning of this?" He asked, alarmed. The long-haired attacker still retained a determined expression on her face, even with a deadly blade by her throat. She carefully withdrew her wooden weapon and stood proudly in front of everyone, showing no glimmer of fright.
"My name is Kikuchi Shinako and I hereby challenge you, Tsubaki Sasuke of the Student Council, to a one-on-one battle with me." The mysterious girl, now revealed as Shinako, proclaimed her challenge loudly and clearly for all ears to listen.
"...Huh?"
Roman: Who is this Shinako girl and what does she have against Tsubaki? Will Tsubaki accept her challenge or will Kiri stop her first? This is soooo exciting!
Red Roses: Why are you here? I'm supposed to be the one giving the suspense dialogue! Get back into the story! Plus, you're a mangaka, not a fanfiction author.
Roman: And don't forget to leave a review. It'd be very much appreciated!
Red Roses: Are you even listening to me!? *sighs* Anyway, to those who wondered what did Daisy said it was...
hijixyouni nagai kami though I'm not sure if it's right or not.
On a side note, the word "Kiri" is the Malay word for "left" so I kinda giggled a bit when I first saw it.
See you soon.