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Chapter one: Angst
It was a bright Saturday afternoon, and that meant no school for the gang, or was it? The teen Sohmas; Sohma Hatsuharu and Sohma, Momiji, the School Student Council and Honda, Tohru and her friends were in her room playing a game of spin the bottle.
"It landed on you Orangey. Now, what do you want - truth or dare?" Uotani, the tall blonde girl asked.
"What!?" Exclaimed an outraged orange haired teen. "Since when I was playing?" he demanded.
"Since now, SO TRUTH OR DARE?" She asked for the second time.
"I am not playing a stupid game like this!"
"Well, YOU ARE PLAYING NOW!"
The bickering between the two continued as the others watched them. Yuki was massaging his forehead with his eyes closed, Tohru was panicking - trying to stop the two fighting teens, Hanajima ate some rice balls that Tohru made, and the others watched in amusement.
"Look - YOU ARE PLAYING AND THAT'S FINAL!" Uo pounded her fist on the floor, which made a thudding sound.
"Hey, who wants more rice balls?" Tohru interjected, trying to change the conversation, but that seemed to not work as the noise only seemed to increase. It seemed to reach the max volume when the door suddenly burst open - presenting Shigure, who was wearing the usual dress robes.
"Everyone, I have an announcement to make" He declared.
"Ah, Shigure-san!" Tohru stood up and bowed down repeatedly. "If it's about the noise, we're really sorry!"
"Don't worry Tohru, it's not about that." Shigure calmed the petite brunette. "What I'm going to say is... I'm starting a private class - teaching the students vocabulary words!"
He waited for applause from the teens but nothing came, except from Tohru.
"That's wonderful!" She commented. The second reaction came from Kyo. "So, who's going to be in your class, idiots?"
"No, of course not! YOU GUYS WILL BE MY STUDENTS!"
This seemed to catch their attention.
"Excuse me?" Kyo questioned. "When did we agree to that?"
"Yes, Kimi doesn't remember at all. Kimi doesn't want to go to private classes! That means more thinking and school for Kimi!" Kimi whined like a baby.
"Yun-yun! Do something about this! I will not put up with more hours of school!" Manabe said as he tugged on the end of Yuki's shirt.
"Hey, will you quit pulling my clothes?" He tried to pull his arm off of him but didn't succeed.
The noise seemed to increase and the only people being quiet were: Hanajima, Saki and Kuragi, Machi.
"Would you like to say anything Machi?" Yuki asked her.
She just stared at him, lost in what to say.
"Now, now everyone!" Shigure tried his best to calm everybody down. "This will be fun! Now, let's go down the living room and have our class there!"
He exited the room to find that no one was following him.
"You guys are cruel!" He cried out as he re-entered the room. "Not even Tohru wants to come. I bet you guys all hate me!" He cried facedly but that seemed to look real to Tohru.
"Shigure-san! I'll come with you!" Tohru stood up from where she was sitting and went to stand by Shigure - who cheered up a bit knowing that Tohru was coming.
"If Tohru's going then I'm going!" Followed a hyped up Momiji.
"Well, looks like it will just be Tohru, Momiji and I. Alone, in a room. Together." He emphasized the words: 'Alone' and 'Together.' That seemed to catch the attention of Yuki and Kyo who found them standing next to Tohru.
"Yuki! Kyo! I'm glad you guys are coming! Now, who else wants to come?"
Following Tohru's lead, the others reluctantly rose from where they were sitting and stood by the others.
"Great! Now, let's go downstairs and start class!"
They made their way down the living room and when they arrived, they found that Ayame and Hatori were there as well.
"BROTHER!" Ayame dramatically called to his younger brother Yuki. He ran across the room and embraced him tightly, in which Yuki tried to slip out of, but sadly - he couldn't. After embracing each other or more likely Ayame embraced Yuki, for a couple more minutes, Shigure went to the middle of the room and told every one of his 'students' to sit down. After that was settled, he started his first class.
"Okay, so I will be addressed as 'Mr. Shigure' and nothing else! Now, I have two lovely assistants." He looked over to where Hatori and Ayame were. Hatori glared at him as Ayame gave him the thumbs up. "Their names are: Sohma, Hatori and Sohma, Ayame." Shigure gestured to them as he said their names.
"You will call me: MASTER AYAME!" he demanded as he made his way next to Shigure. Yuki slapped his head repeatedly; embarrassed of the way his older brother was acting.
As for Manabe, he seemed to enjoy the older one's immaturity. "Yes commander! I will now appoint to you as: MASTER AYAME!" He stood up and saluted to him, before sitting back down.
Next, it was Hatori was who walked by the other two. "Just call me Hatori-san." He said with no tone whatsoever. It seemed like he was dragged there by Shigure and Ayame.
After all the inrtoduction was done, Ayame and Hatori went to the room next door and wheeled in a whiteboard. Shigure took out a black dry-erase marker from his pocket and wrote the word 'anst' on the bored.
"Now," He said. "Who knows what the word anst means?"
No one answered or seemed to be interested in the conversation.
"Okay," Shigure continued. "I'll just call on someone then."
He looked around the room and decided to pick on Manabe, who was playing around with Kimi.
"Ah, Manabe! Will you tell us what angst is?"
"Sure, angst is about downtrodden teenagers thinking they're the only bloody people in the world who have it tough, and thinks that gives them an excuse to wallow in their own self-pity instead of actually doing something about their situation." He stated with energy. "Using it in a sentence, you can say: Hatsuharu was feeling depressed, so he listened to slipknot because they 'shared his pain.'"
"Uh, very nice way to phrase it. Except that you didn't use the word angst in your sentence."
"AND, who said anything about me being in pain?" Haru asked who apparently went black. "Who said I was angry, who said I was DEPRESSED? Do you control my feelings, are you god?" He threatened Manabe who whimpered with fear.
"Geez, I was just kidding!"
"Okay, I will use it in my own sentence give my own definition.
"Angst: Often confused with anxiety, is an emotion that combines the unbearable anguish of life with the hopes of overcoming this seemingly impossible situation. Without the important element of hope, then the emotion is anxiety, not angst. Angst denotes the constant struggle one has with the burdens of life that weighs on the dispossessed and not knowing when the salvation will appear.
"I will now use it in a sentence: an airplane crashes into the side of a remote snow-covered mountain; those passengers that worry about their lives without hopes of survival only face anxiety. In contrast, those passengers who worry about their lives with hopes of survival but do not know when the rescue party will arrive face angst."
After he was done with small phrasing, Ayame clapped his hands with approval and the others stared blankly at him.
"Beautiful Shigure!" Ayame complimented.
"Okay, so now you guys will have an assignment! You guys will write your own situation of which angst takes place!"
Everyone groaned and complained that Saturday was 'free' day not 'do-more-school-work' day. After debating on the situation, it was decided that they do the assignment, but instead they all do it together as a group, in which they will present.
"Does that sound like a good idea?" Haru asked, after he tamed his black side. Everyone agreed with the idea, especially Kimi.
"Kimi likes this idea! It means less work for Kimi!"
And so everyone set to work. Yuki started it off and wrote a paragraph or two:
'Your letter came in the mail today.
I dropped it on my bed, unopened. The curved letters blurred and I jerked my eyes away, the taste of salt flooding my mouth from biting my lips too hard. I never wanted this. The firm bed pillowed my back when I curled up, miserable with this reminder that you were still alive. I became even more miserable that I couldn't tell you to stop writing.'
He ended it there and passed it onto Kyo who smirked at what he wrote and continued it.
'"I don't understand."
The space between us never closed, never disappeared. You asked me: "Why are you like this?"
You didn't believe me when I told you this was me.
"What happened?"
I'd tell you. But you smiled as if you knew better; clearly I drove you away because I feared commitment, because I shivered at the idea of being vulnerable. All I needed was love.
Unconditional love.'
He read it over to make sure it made sense and passed it to Tohru. When everyone was finally done scribbling and editing what others wrote, Yuki made the final draft in which he read a loud.
"'Your letter came in the mail today.
I dropped it on my bed, unopened. The curved letters blurred and I jerked my eyes away, the taste of salt flooding my mouth as tears slowly made its way down my face. I never wanted this; I never asked for it. The firm bed pillowed my back when I curled up, miserable with this reminder that you were still alive. I became even more miserable that I couldn't tell you to stop writing.'
'"I don't understand."
The space between us never closed, never disappeared. You asked me: "Why are you like this?"
You didn't believe me when I told you this was me.
"What happened?"
I'd tell you. But you smiled as if you knew better; clearly I drove you away because I feared commitment, because I shivered at the idea of being vulnerable. All I needed was love.
Unconditional love.
But I couldn't tell you otherwise. You disbelieved my rages, my tear-strained yowls, my hissed words, that all never quite slipped out of my lips. The nails dug into the couch leather instead of your skin, the teeth ground against one another, the taste of blood, not yours. I wanted you gone, and surely all I needed to do was wait.
I won't forgive you for laying claim to me; I won't be kept.
I can't forgive myself for, once upon a time, saying those three words.""
"Bravo, bravo!" Shigure applauded loudly along with Ayame and Hatori. He wiped a tear that formed at the corner of his eye with his finger. "Very well written, that was MARVELOUS! I can't wait until next class to see what your creative minds will stir up! Brilliant! Well then, you guys are excused!"
The gang looked at each other and talked about what happened.
"That, was actually fun!" Momiji said.
"Kimi wants to do it again!"
"Hey, even I enjoyed it." Kyo said to himself.
"So, we're doing this next week again?" Tohru asked everyone.
They all nodded their heads in agreement before going back upstairs to resume their game of "Spin the bottle.
Okay, so that was Chapter one: Angst! So what did you guys think? Bland, need more dialog? This is my first time writing something like this so tell me what to improve on in a review! Here's for the next chapter: B -
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Credits to:
German Mickey for giving the suggestion of Ayame teaching with Shigure!
Urban Dictionary for giving the definitions and sentences the gang gave!
Extra! Small include of "Spin the bottle" Game"
"So Kyon, what will it be? Will it be Truth, or dare?"
"Dare!"
"Okay. I dare you to take your shirt off!"
"Pfft, easy!"
Without hesitating, he took his shirt off. But then, this was a bad timing. The floor started to shake - Kagura.
"KYO-KUN!" Boomed a voice. Everyone's head shot up to find Kagura, standing by the door way.
"KYO-KUN!" Kagura ran across to where Kyo was sitting and wrapped her arms around him.
"Have some shame women!"
"Ooh - Kyo has a girlfriend!" Manabe exclaimed.
"Shut up!"
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