Chapter One
The starting of high school seemed pretty interesting now that they were stepping into college. Rumours has it that colleges consists of more privileges than an ordinary high school can offer. A boy had his sling bag hung over his shoulder as he made his way silently through the crowd of first years. He was oblivious to their cries. The sakura trees in the school grounds were beautiful…
"Mikuriya Daisuke?" a tall boy stood in front of him, blocking his way. A smirk smeared across his face.
Daisuke didn't even bother acknowledging him but just stared at him with mild eyes. This seems to irritate the boy blocking his way. The boy made a slight movement to punch him but he dodged and counter attacked almost too easily!
"You!" the boy grimaced and glared at Daisuke, "I challenge you to a battle!"
Daisuke tilted his head, "I refuse."
"What?!!" the boy stood up immediately despite his pain, "Aren't you cocky?" he glared.
"Not so much as you are…" Daisukei replied emotionlessly.
At that moment, the bell rang audibly at the school corridors, Daisuke straightened his uniform, "Well, I'll be off now."
"Wait up!!" the boy ran after him, "I'm not done yet!!"
Daisuke went off, not waiting for the boy to catch with him. The girls in the corridow swoon when they saw him. He was actually feeling really shy but he couldn't do anything about it. It made him so uneasy till he went all silent and cold. Now, whoever this guy is, is making him feel annoyed.
"Wait up, you!" the familiar voice came again.
Daisuke turned around, "What do you want now?"
He snorted, "Don't come with that arrogant attitude with me. I shall be your rival from now on! I'm Tadahiro Kuroshi! Do well to remember that name!"
Daisuke felt a grin coming on and wondered why he would be laughing at this person… This person would want to pick a fight with him… Or was it just that this person was feeling lonely too? Daisuke felt his heart twitch uncomfortably as he turned head and walked into class.
Kuroshi followed him in and immediately picked a seat next to his. Daisuke rolled his eyes, "And why are you here now?"
Kuroshi smirked, "Well isn't it a coincidence we're in the same class?"
Daisuke gave a sigh, "Well guess I can't help it then."
Kuroshi felt his skin prickle, "You cocky brat!"
Daisuke ignored him and stared at the whiteboard. This was his first day in a new environment. He wanted to stay out of trouble. Still, he hasn't talked to someone for more than three sentences. Kuroshi was the first…
"Hey, you're a strange one." Daisuke suddenly blurted out.
Kuroshi snorted, "So are you!"
This time Daisuke looked at him closely, "Are we even then?"
Kuroshi tilted his head and scratched it before answering, "Well... I guess we are… If not you won't be considered an opponent for me to defeat!" he gave a smug grin.
Daisuke stared at him, "You're strange after all." And started to laugh slightly.
Kuroshi felt his face went red, "Oi…. How can you talk to your rival like that?" he turned away to hide his face.
Daisuke faced the teacher, smiling on the inside. This is going to be… somewhat… interesting…
Kuroshi sat staring at the whiteboard all the way until it was time for break. Daisuke was arranging his stuffs back into his bag and then checking for his wallet in his pocket. Kuroshi stood waiting for him.
"Oh, my rival is waiting for me?" Daisuke mused.
"Well! It's just I should get to know my rival better!" He said flustered, "Don't you get all cocky, moron!"
Daisuke laughed again as they left the class. Little did he notice that someone was watching him from the dark corners of the school block as he and Kuroshi headed for the canteen for a good tuck in…
"Mikuriya?" Kuroshi began.
"Daisuke." Daisuke corrected him, "I don't like friends calling me by my family name."
"Right, Daisuke, don't you think we should sign up for some martial arts club?" Kuroshi began.
"Eh?" Daisuke tilted his head, "Martial arts?"
Kuroshi smirked, "For some show off to the girls. Awesome! I'm so for it!"
"And as your rival…" Daisuke paused for a moment, "I should be signing up too, right?"
"Hm." Kuroshi grinned, "A correct guess indeed."
"Fine with me. I've got nothing to do at home ayway…" Daisuke forked a piece of chicken absent-mindedly.
"Come with me later then, to the site! We'll hunt for the martial arts club!" Kuroshi clenches his fist. A glint flashed in his eye.
Later after school…
"Where are we going now, Kuroshi?" Daisuke muttered after Kuroshi had brought him running rounds after more rounds at the club feista, "There's no martial arts club here…"
"Hey there, first-years!" a booming voice sounded above them.
"Ehh??" Daisuke stared at the guy with cold sweat dripping, "What the hell is that thing?"
Kuroshi was examining it carefully, "It's a machine that'll let humans enter it! Awesome!"
The guy inside the huge machine gave them a look of interest, "I heard you were looking for our school's martial arts club?"
Daisuke nodded.
"That way. In that corner." The guy pointed.
"Wow." Kuroshi exclaimed, "Now that's mysterious. Why is the martial arts club so deep within that route?"
Daisuke shrugged his shoulders, "Come on then."
Together, they made their way into the dark corner and peered around it cautiously. There was a tent in the middle of a clearing. Daisuke moved forward. Kuroshi followed behind, determined to unravel some mysteries or dark secrets!
"Welcome welcome, first-years…" a mocking female voice filled the entire space, "Now…"
"Whoosh!" a huge club flew towards Daisuke. He did a back flip and dodged the club, twisting in mid air; he flipped side ways and released a kick towards the club that flew back into another direction. The club flew aimlessly towards Kuroshi at a tremendous speed.
"Watch out!"
"Darn it!" Kuroshi leapt high into the air and came crashing down on the club, smashing it to smitherins.
"Wow." Daisuke said flatly.
"Stop that retarded speech, moron!" Kuroshi yelled and got hit by another club.
An arrow sprang past Daisuke's face and he felt the wind of the arrow. Closing his eyes, he began to concentrate on the force of the arrow and then when the next arrow came, he dodged I swiftly and caught it with his right hand, stooping down as another came flying past.
Kuroshi was also doing his best, jumping to dodge the arrows and kicking them away nimbly, "What the hell is this crap?!!"
Daisuke smirked, "Too tired to get up now, Kuroshi?"
Kuroshi plucked himself out from the ground and glared at him, "You cocky brat!! I'll show you!"
Rising up from the grounds, Kuroshi smirked as a bunch of arrows flew at his direction bluntly without any aim. Daisuke felt his mouth went open and closed it immediately.
"Hiya!" he did a perfect flying kick, "Come on, you morons! You losers!! I can take anything you shoot at me!! ANYTHING!!!!!!!!" Kuroshi stood in the middle of the clearing and bellow to the tree tops above.
"Now now Kuroshi. Don't behave like some child." Daisuke placed a hand over his face and began to shiver.
"Ehh?" Kuroshi snapped his head back down, "What're you moping around for, moron?!" and then when he came closer to Daisuke, he felt the color in his cheeks rising, "You…" he growled, "STOP LAUHGING AT ME!!!"
"I'm sorry!" Daisuke choked, "You were too funny!"
"Gentlemen…" the same female mocking voice came again.
"Huh!" both Daisuke and kuroshi clenched their fists and got ready for another bunch of flying arrows.
"Relax boys…" a shadowy frame appeared, "I've come to tell you that you're accepted into the martial arts club officially."
A beautiful girl with long hair stepped out from the shadows...