Tally Mai-chan: Chapter two and things heat up! I still need a beta-reader! Please! If you are out there waiting for someone to beta for then please send me a message!
Chapter 2: Day two, can we survive?
Monkey D. Luffy ran from the dorm, half a piece of buttered toast clenched between his teeth. His shirt untucked and missing his tie. His socks didn't match and he wore black slip on shoes because he didn't have the time to put on his dress shoes. The first bell rang and he put on a burst of speed.
Sanji waited for him by the gate. "Hurry it up Luffy! Hotdog Akainu can come back any second!"
"I'm coming!" Luffy shouted, finishing his toast, and charged through the open gate, closed immediately after by Sanji.
"Cutting it close this morning?" Sanji teased, running beside Luffy. "What class do you have first anyways?"
"Eh?" Luffy slowed to a jog as he thought. "Math, no, it's uh... uh... oh! It's English. The teacher is really weird. Her name is strange too, Boa Hammocku or something."
"Eh? You mean Boa Hancock! So then you got the new teacher that's a total babe!" Sanij coed, his eyes turning into pink hearts. "Soooooo luuuucky! I wish she was my English teacher, I'd misbehave everyday just so I can have detention with her."
They stopped at the front doors to catch their breath. This was where they parted, going to different sides of the building.
"It's only the second day, Luffy." Sanji patted his fellow class man on the shoulder. "Don't kill yourself!"
"See ya Sanji!" Luffy grinned and they parted ways. Luffy ran through the hallways, dodging around lingering teens and busy teachers. In a second the halls were cleared, everyone going into their rooms as if synchronized, and the second bell rang.
"Craap!" Luffy huffed, his class more than a few feet away. Barreling into the class he knocked face first into something soft. That something 'soft' was his teacher's breasts.
"Foolish boy!" Hancock growled, a dark shadow falling across her eyes. "How dare you smother your ugly face against my breasts!"
"I didn't mean too!" Luffy shouted, pulling his head back. "Please don't mark me as absent! Grandpa will kill me if I'm ever late to a class!"
"Take your seat!" Hancock ordered, straightening her black blouse.
Luffy hung his head, already imagining the cruel punishments his grandpa would inflict upon him for a single absence. It didn't even matter that it was the second day of school. Late is late, and being late is inexcusable.
Hancock started her lesson, giving the class notes on literary devices. Luffy didn't pay attention, pirates didn't care about things like proper grammar or literary whats-its. If anything they sounded like the names of food. He wondered if metaphors were made of ham or pork. He wasn't sure, he'd have to ask Sanji about it later.
"Luffy! Give me an example of a metaphor!" Hancock said suddenly, pointing at him.
He sat forward in his seat, scratching his head. "I don't know, is it made of pork or ham?"
The class suppressed their giggles. A few boys whispered to each other, was this guy for real? Luffy was oblivious to it all, too lost in his own thoughts and musings. He really wanted to know now. Metaphor sounded like a sandwich name, so it had to be pork. Since ham is used in hamburgers, but ham can be used in sandwiches too.
"This is not cooking class!" Hancock snapped, turning on the class, "Quiet! Obviously you know nothing boy! An example would be 'I am sickeningly beautiful.' The two unlike things being sickeningly, and beautiful."
"Eh?" Luffy was lost now, "So it's not a sandwich?"
"Detention!" Hancock opened the top drawer in her desk, withdrawing the white detention slip, and signing it with a flourish. "Come back here after school immediately! Take this note as a reminder, and don't you dare try to skip out!"
"Detention!" Luffy whined, pocketing the note. "Gramps will really kill me now." He slumped onto his desk, thoughts of happiness fleeing for their lives. Happiness and Grandpa, two words that were the antithesis of the another.
Class was tedious, Hancock calling on him for every question, he didn't understand why she was so interested in him. He thought teachers were supposed to treat students fairly, giving everyone equal attention but she only focused on him. It didn't matter what the other students did or say.
He was just starting to think he said something bad when the bell calling the end of first period rang. He promised Nami he would walk with her to their next class but he should apologize to his teacher first.
Hancock glowered at the clock, blaming it for the short amount of time she had with this problem boy in her class. Why, why, why! Never in her life was she ever ignored by any man or boy. Why now? Her high backed chair welcomed her without constraint as she relaxed into the soft leather. It was a gift from the principle, a good luck present.
"Ms. Teacher." Luffy ran up to her desk, resting his hands on the edge. "I'm sorry." And he bowed his head respectfully for five seconds, she knew because she counted. "See you tomorrow!" He shouted and ran out of the classroom, meeting up with an orange haired girl.
Hancock stood up from her chair, and flung it across the room, the wood smashing against the stone wall and chips of wood flying everywhere.
How dare he! She seethed, hands trembling with bursting anger. He just thinks he can simply apologize for ignoring her! Insolence! When men apologized to her they begged for forgiveness on their knees!
No, that boy... he bowed his head for a few seconds then ran off with some orange bimbo! It was unforgivable! Intolerable! Despicable.
"And you don't know what you did?" Nami asked as they took their seats in History. Luffy told her about about the unfair treatment his English teacher gave him. "Then why did you apologize?"
"Because, then whatever I did to make her mad would be forgiven."
Nami sighed. "You moron, don't apologize if you don't know what you are apologizing for! It makes you sound insincere."
"Oh?" Luffy didn't really think about her words, "I guess your right. Then after school I'll ask what I did wrong and apologize!"
"You just don't get it." Nami shook her head. Men will never understand a woman's heart.
Their History teacher wasn't in the classroom and the class was taking advantage of this rare chance. Everyone tried to talk above each other for their own private conversations and a few boys looked like they were about to start a fight. The door opened and a tall woman with long curly white hair walked in. Dressed in black, casual slacks and a tan collared shirt, with decorative gold charms, of Egyptian origin, hanging around her neck.
"Hello, Mr. Capone?" She looked around the class, everyone quiet with respect for the other history teacher. "Dose anyone know where he went?"
"He said he had to go the office to get something." A girl said. "He should be back in ten minutes."
"That's Nico Oliva!" Nami whispered to Luffy. "Robins mom! This is the first time I've ever seen her in person! Robin showed me some pictures but she's so much more pretty in person."
Luffy stared at Nico Olivia in open awe. Robin told stories about her mother, and all the adventures she had embarked on. They inspired his desire to be a pirate ten fold. Then he'd he have a whole bunch of amazing tales of adventure to share with his friends.
He vaguely remembered something about new teachers.
Then he remembered. There were to be six new teachers at the Academy that year. Boa Hancock and Nico Olivia were two of those six. Luffy's grandpa talked about it a month ago during the summer, one humid night in July. Grampa said a lot of things but he was too enthralled by the flying acrobatics of the seagulls to pay any attention. He did remember something being said about their education or accomplishments, exactly what Luffy couldn't hazard a guess.
Nico held out a stack of papers clasped by a black clip. "Would you give this to him for me when he comes back?"
She smiled as the girl accepted and told the class to behave as she walked out the door.
"I should have said something." Nami pouted, she just had to know how Nico Olivia got her hair so silky smooth.
"Hey Nami" Luffy asked, wanting something to do while the class waited for their teacher. "Are you going to do student council again?"
"Of course." Nami reclined in her seat, a smug look on her face. "I am the best treasurer in the school's history! Hawkins may be the smartest kid in school but he can't budget or manage money to save his life. They'd die without me and my expertize."
"Student Council meetings last year were a blast!" Luffy commented, remembering the food provided by the culinary club at every meeting.
"Luffy!" Nami gave him a stern glare. "Those meetings are for student council members only! You need to stay out! Me and Robin got into a lot of trouble last year because of you."
"Eh, but the food was so good."
"Then join the culinary club! You can eat all the food you want then."
"Really!" Luffy jumped in his seat, drooling. "All the food I want?"
"Yes!" Nami said, telling him what he wanted, because honestly, it was a waste of time to convince him otherwise. "You can make and eat all the food you want."
Luffy lost enthusiasm at the mention of the word 'make' meaning- "I have to make my own food?"
"That's the point." Nami said, a coy smile on her face. Of course... it was easy if you knew what to say.
"Then I don't want too... but maybe I can test the food! Then I can still eat and not have to make anything!"
She laughed, "You idiot."
"Hey Robin!" Luffy ran into his next class, a big grin on his face. "I saw your mom!"
Usopp looked to Robin, shocked. "Your mom is here?"
Robin smiled, "Yes, she's a history teacher here now. Did you get to talk with her Luffy?"
"No," Luffy sat down across from them. "She came into my history class looking for Mr. Capone and he wasn't there so she left."
"I wanna meet Robin's mom." Usopp mopped, being left out of the 'I meet Robin's mom' loop.
"She looks just like you Robin." Luffy laughed, Robin smiled warmly at the compliment.
The second bell rang, Second period officially starting.
"Hey, hey! Quiet down everyone!" Their Math teacher, Scratchman Apoo shouted from his desk, or rather on top of it. When students meet math teacher Apoo, it wasn't his flamboyant, Chinese style of clothes or his long, tied hair or black and white teeth that they notice about him, no. What students noticed about him was that he always stood, and taught standing on his desk, which was always clear or mess or papers.
"Teacher!" A few boys shouted, cheering. "Go teacher!"
"Alright!" Apoo clapped his hands together, the class anticipating his next words, for Math teacher Apoo always had something cool to say. "The first day is over so it's time to work!"
"Awww." The class groaned in unison, feeling obligated one more day of glorious nothing.
"Kidding!" Apoo chortled, "Who want's to work the second day of school! Naw, we'll start for real tomorrow. Today we're going to have some fun! Just out of curiosity, who already has work in other classes?"
Nearly every hand went up.
"Students shouldn't be piled with work the first few days." Apoo nodded his head sagely. "Actually... He jumped down to sit on his desk rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "I lost the lesson plans for today. So it's my fault! My bad! I can't be dishonest with you guys."
"Teacher you're the best!" The students shouted, Usopp the loudest of them all. Apoo waved his hands, telling the class to cool it.
Half an hour of carefree fun consumed the class, talking to one another, playing cards, and even beat-boxing with the teacher. As Robin chatted with the other girls in the class and Luffy dared Usopp to set his farts on fire. A dare taken with pride and the boys of the class swarmed Usopp as he took matches out from his pocket.
Luffy cheered Usopp on as the lanky boy leaned over, holding the match to his butt. The door opened and a boy walked in, unnoticed by the class. Usopp licked his lips as he strained to get that perfect fart, and the teacher stopped beat boxing to watch what they were doing.
"Hey! Don't do that!" Apoo shouted when he caught on to their plan.
Too late, the flatulence let rip and a burst of fire burned Usopp's hand and the front trousers of a nearby boy. The boy jumped back, screaming as his fly caught on fire, he ran backwards into Apoo and the two stumbled to the floor. The boy howling with pain as the 'boys' started to burn.
Before anyone could do anything a tall lanky boy with long blond hair down to his knees and a blue mask over his face trampled the crotch fire beneath his foot.
"You're hurting him!" A girl shouted, watching from behind her hands.
"Oi! Oi!" Apoo shoved hot pants off him and faced the new kid. He wore the school uniform for the boys, white naval shirt with a navy blue tie, and navy blue slacks with clean black dress shoes. "You're not in my class."
"I'm transferring into this class." The blond boy said. Sparking a storm of whispers that spread like wildfire through the class, for they've seen him before. On TV. "Call me Killer."
"Killer?" Apoo thought this kid was crazy. "Don't you have a proper name?"
"No."
Apoo wasn't buying any of this. "You can't wear that-"
Killer pulled a note out of his pants pocket, shoving it into Apoo's chest. The teacher took the note and skimmed it.
"Jeez," The teacher mumbled, crumpling the note and shooting it into the waste basket. "To get permission from the principle. Alright, keep the mask."
"That's the guy that was on the news a few months ago." A girl whispered a little too loudly. Killer turned his head to face her. He didn't say anything, and he didn't have to. In a moment the girl was a nervous wreck under the pressure of his terrifying presence.
"Don't make eye contact!" Her friend whispered, pulling her back a few feet. "I heard he was forced to wear that mask because he killed everyone that made eye contact with him."
Luffy overheard the girls, merely listening, gossip was just glorified lies after all.
Killer's mask was strange, it had two rows of three circles down the front, none really lining up where eyes would be. It was all light blue except for a single band of white running from the top down, covering half of the circles. Luffy noticed that nearly everyone in the room had something to say about him, their own piece of info to add to the conglomeration of rumors.
Hearing enough he boldly walked across the room and held out his hand to Killer. "Hi! I'm Monkey D. Luffy! And I'm going to become the pirate king!"
And I'm going to become the pirate king! The phrase that made him famous his first year of school, and the starter for many, many fights. Ridicule always followed this, only his close friends truly believed in his dreams, everyone else thought he was crazy, that he was loose in the head or simply abusing his grandfathers influence. Though anybody that knew him could tell that he didn't know how to abuse his way out of a paper bag.
The class was unnervingly silent. A silence so quiet they could hear the heart beat of the person beside them.
Killer didn't move, didn't say a thing. The class watched with held breath, waiting for the next move, something serious was unfolding before them and they couldn't bear to tear away. Even if it meant they could be pulled into the mess.
Luffy grinned wider. "You're pretty cool, be my nakama!"
"Are you stupid?" Killer asked toneless, taking in the boy before him. He was taller than Luffy, and they shared the same, lanky build. Though, Killer pleasured himself with knowing, he had more muscles. Looking at the boy before him, everything told him that his kid, Luffy, was a total moron.
"I think you're cool, so let's be nakama!" Luffy said it so honestly that Killer thought he was kidding, there had to be some ulterior motive somewhere. "Why do you wear that mask? Is it because you have a scar? Cuz' that'd be really cool!"
"Luffy!" Usopp hissed from behind Robin. "What are you doing! You're going to get yourself killed!"
"I must agree with Mr. Long nose." Robin said seriously, her eyes dangerous. "He is a mysterious boy known as Killer, who supposedly killed an entire armed mob single handed."
This sparked another flurry of rumors. Killer turned on the class, shouting at everyone to shut up. Every girl but Robin backed off, a few boys following, others holding ground as a matter of pride. Robin frowned at the savage display, Usopp clung onto her more tightly, shaking at the knees.
"If I hear another rumor about me." Killer said dangerously low. "I'll-"
"Enough!" Apoo interjected, seeing things about to take a turn for the worst. "Let's all calm down. We're a class okay, which means will be with each other for a whole year so let's get along, alright? So no talking about... Killer here in class. It's insensitive and as for you, Mr. Killer, do not threaten other students in the class."
"Sure." Killer turned away, already tired of his class and his teacher. "Whatever you say."
Apoo disproved of the attitude Killer gave him. "Oi, that kind of tone is-"
"Do you really have a scar?" Luffy said suddenly. "Cuz' I don't think you do."
"I never said I had a scar!" Killer snapped at him.
"Are you sure?" Luffy said, thinking hard. He stopped thinking when his head started to hurt.
Killer's leg flashed before Luffy's eyes, everything went black and pain erupted across his face. He was sent flying back and into the wall. Blood gushing from his nose and a cut on his lip, dripping down and staining his shirt.
Neither the pain or the blood stopped him from getting back on his feet. Luffy glared at Killer, standing coolly before him. The blond dropped down, appearing immediately to Luffy's left. His leg moving to sweep Luffy off his couldn't react fast enough, Killer was going to hit him again.
Apoo jumped into the fight, hands clapping together, a noise, the sound of symbols, blasting Luffy and Killer apart.
"How?" Luffy held his throbbing ears as he picked himself up.
"A devil power." Killer said standing.
"I'll send the both of you to the infirmary in pieces if you can't get along! This is my last warning you got that! Killer, if you start another fight again you're going straight to Dean Akainu! And Luffy, any fights from you and your grandpa will hear of it!"
Luffy paled considerably, "No! Don't tell gramps! He'll kill me for sure! Please don't!"
"Alright. Now that we've settled things-"
The bell rang and students raced to the door, fighting to get out first. All with the intention of getting far, far away from Killer. Usopp escaped first, saying hasty goodbye's to Robin and Luffy.
"Luffy, do you want me to take you to the infirmary?" Robin offered, taking a look at his bloodied face. "I think your nose is broken."
"It's fine!" Luffy grinned, rubbing his sore nose, getting blood on his hand.
"At least go and change." Apoo insisted. "You can't go around the school covered in blood."
"Eh, but I can't be late for class!" Luffy said strongly, already imagining the consequences he'll face not just for a getting a detention, getting into a fight but for also for being late to class. It wasn't a pretty picture.
"I'll give you a pass so you won't be tardy." Apoo said going to his desk.
Killer brushed past Luffy and Robin, his face fixed ahead.
Robin gave him a concerned look. "He's dangerous Luffy, what were you thinking?"
"I just wanted to know him." Luffy pouted, feeling frustrated at himself. "I hate hearing rumors about people, so I thought that if I could get to know him then maybe people will see what kind of person he is and stop spreading rumors. Besides, his mask is really cool!"
"So honest." Robin laughed, she said goodbye, promising to meet up again with him for lunch and she hurried to her next class. Luffy took the pass from Apoo and ran out of the school, and ran to the gate guard, flashing his pass. The guard let him through, telling him to hurry and get his business done.
Luffy took a short cut through the garden, careful to not trample too many flowers (or the flower club would give him an earful), and raced into the boy's dorm.
The three floor dorm housed all the male students of Marineford Academy. Freshman and Sophomores stayed on the third floor, then juniors and seniors. The first floor was the commons, which girls are allowed to be in, the kitchen and the bathrooms for the whole building.
He raced up the stairs to his room at the opposite end of the long hall. At his door, he pulled the key out of his pocket when the door behind him opened.
"Hmm? Luffy?" Trafalgar Law yawned as he walked out, half heatedly dressed in his uniform, shirt wrinkled and tie not even properly made. A tattooed hand, DEATH written across the knuckles, covered his open mouth. "Why are you still here... and covered in blood?"
"Oh?" Luffy glanced at his shirt. "I got into a fight and the teacher gave me a pass so I could change. Why aren't you in class?"
"Just woke up." Law smiled, "Has lunch started?"
"It's fourth period, so yeah."
Law smiled again, waving his hand. "Cool. See you around Luffy, ya."
"Yeah!" Luffy called back and went into his room. Law was strange. He almost never went to class yet last year passed every single one of his classes with a solid B average. Which is even stranger since he has never seen Law do any kind of school work.
Rumors that he seduced or threatened his teachers were popular last year, but Law denied such things when asked.
Luffy scoured the room for clean clothes hidden under piles of trash and filthy laundry. He took his time getting changed, and actually put on his black dress shoes, left forgotten that morning by the door. Satisfied that his uniform was ship shape, for teachers were awfully picky about it, he left the dorm. And right outside was Killer. Waiting.
"Hey! Is this your lunch or something?" Luffy asked.
There were three lunch times, and what lunch you got depended upon your forth period teacher. During their lunch students were allowed roam outside the school but not beyond the fence.
"Eh," Luffy saw some blood, most likely his, on the front of Killer's shirt. "Or did your teacher make you come and-"
Killer lunged forward, dropping his weight on his heel and his other leg lashed out. Fast. Luffy jumped/stumbled back, unprepared for the sudden attack. Killer charged him, aiming a kick at Luffy's legs.
"I don't want fight you!" Luffy shouted as he paced himself from Killer.
"Why not?" Killer sneered, kicking for Luffy's stomach, the boy dodging his attack.
"Because we're nakama!" Luffy said it so proudly, that Killer hesitated.
"Don't just declare stuff like that!" Killer growled, fists shaking at his sides. "I never said I wanted to be your friend!"
"Oi! Oi! Stop that!" Luffy ducked under another kick. His frustration starting to get the better of him, and he was not willing to restrain from fighting any longer. Killer jumped into the air, his leg stretched out to drop a devastating kick.
Luffy sidestepped around as Killer landed, and swung a punch, landing a hit on Killer's head, cracking the mask beneath his knuckles. Killer twisted, falling onto his side. He held his ground, taking a second to recover. It was just one punch but the power behind it was inhuman. He rejudged the boy before him.
At face value, Luffy was nothing special, just some goofy looking boy with messy black hair. But he was a fighter, Killer learned the hard way. He didn't move the way a trained fighter would, there was no ingrained stance or position. So the boy had to have been self taught.
Everything about their battle so far had been a fluke. Killer won't make the same mistake of underestimating Luffy again.
"I'll kill you." Killer heaved, his hands reaching behind his back, pulling out a hidden knife, the blade as long his his hand.
"You won't kill me." Luffy took his stance, unfazed by the knife. "I'm going to be the pirate king."
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