-1Swing Upon A Palm(previously titled "RANDOM")

By Negenki (AKA kuvli)

Chapter One Part A

Three Weeks Ago…..

A young Japanese high school girl walked calmly down the empty quiet neighborhood street of Kitamoto City. Her gaze was gently drawn ahead as she walked in silent with her dark, silky hair flowing against her back and her front hair shadowing her covered eyes and brows. She just came back from school, still dressed in her pale, plaid, knee-length uniform skirt. Her white button shirt was unbutton slightly on her collar to release some pressure around her narrow throat as her school bow was tied around small wrist, swinging her brown canvas school bag.

Finally, her strict focus was finally distracted as she reached the corner of the sharp turning point. Her eyes blinked once and moved towards a tall, light pole. She heaved in a breath and slumped against the light pole.

For a long time, she did not move nor opened her eyes when she closed it moments ago. Passersby would've had thought she was blind and homeless. But then, the young girl gave another heave and opened her eyes to continued to her destination.

She came towards a small bistro home with a big sign with printed with bold Katakana letters that read, "Uchi No Ryori Bisutori, Home's Cooking Bistro." However, a huge crowd of nearby neighbors and passersby blocked her way from entering. Instead, there were loud crashing noises and shouting coming from the entrance of the small bistro home. "Uuuwahh!!! The elder sister's here!!!!!" someone familiar exclaimed as he backed away to make an opening for the young girl. Voices of the nearby became louder, overtaking the commotion that were happening by the entrance of the bistro. "Make way for her before she crash you down!" someone warned. Gasp of fear filled the air and made an opening for her. "YAMETE!!!!! Stop" she heard her little sister, Kin cried in pain. Her eyes risen with anxiety and dropped her canvas bag suddenly. "Stop throwing our things away!!!!"

The young girl paced quickly towards the commotion and was stunned by the sight. Her two young twin sisters, Kin and Hyashu were thrown to the ground by a group of men in black suits. Their belongings were carelessly shattered on the ground uselessly. "Kin! Hyashu!" she called as she approached them and kneeled down. "Don't touch me!" Kin screamed at her. "Get away!" Hyashu cried with tears flowing down her dusted face. The young girl's extended hand stopped in midway before her finger tips can even brushed their shoulders and drew them away. "Kaasa mother..!" she finally recalled and stood up to rushed towards the entrance of the bistro. Men studied her with confusion, but did not hesitate to stop her mercilessly.

While she was busy struggling with the men, someone wheeled her mother out and she came crashing down onto the ground with her beaten-down wheelchair. "Kaasa!" she cried wildly and struggled free from the men's grasp as they flew heavily away. "Kaasa," she repeated. The young girl supported her mother as she lift her from the ground. Her mother managed to looked at her daughter and weakly smiled, but fell back unconsciously.

The young girl's hand clenched into a hard fist as a stream of blood flooded her mother's forehead. She called her mother again in a low whisper. Take care of your mother. A familiar voice echoed in her mind as she whirled into the past. She did not move for a moment as she stared into darkness.

"Okaasa!" the twins screamed into the air and raced toward their older sister and mother. At the same time, a tall, huge man wearing dark, shiny glasses came out of the bistro. "Get out of the way, brats," he demanded the twins.

"Old man!" both screamed at him. The huge man heaved in fury from the insult. "You…YOU BRATS!" he roared and extended his long leg into a kick. Kin and Hyashu's bright eyes stared in terrify as the kick came flying towards both of them. Their small figures stood glued to the ground as the leg approached them.

Just before they can blink away a second to prepare a move, a hand extended towards the leg and gripped firmly onto the shin of the fast-moving leg. "GUh," the man gulped in surprise as he saw the young girl's hand gripping firmly onto his leg, not even budging.

Sweats raced down the foreheads of the twins as they stared in disbelief of the sight they're witnessing right now. "Mi…." Hyashu started, but swallowed down her remaining words.

"Ko-Konoyaroooo! I don't really remember what this mean, but definitely a cursing word" the huge giant cursed at the young girl and reached his heavy hand towards her hair. But he came falling down onto the dusty concrete as he hit himself sharply on the head. "Who gave you permission to violate this home?!" she demanded for an answer. The man screamed in pain in return as she callously wrenched his leg.

More men in black approached her and tried to get a hold of her as she let go of the man's leg. "You crazy bitch!" they screamed as her destructive thrust hit them hard. But her speed became faster as she kicked the other and held another for another thrust of her fist.

Suddenly, before she could hit another man, her fist came flying straight into someone's palm. The palm clutched firmly onto her fist. "Asshole!" she yelled at the figure that stood in front of her. She could only see below the unknown person's shoulder. Again, she struck another fist, but was blocked by the arm of the unknown person.

"Kawahara-sama!" someone called and the young girl finally managed to looked up. When she looked up, only a firm, young boy's face stared coldly back at her. She confoundedly heaved. "Uaaaaaaaaa!" another man shrieked as he tried to take down the girl. She looked away from the mysterious young man's locked gaze and kicked the approaching man. He fell back as the young girl struggled free from the young man's firm grip as she kicked away from him.

She breathe heavily as she landed onto the hard concrete. "Who the hell are you guys?" she questioned boldly. "Baka! The family of this bistro is this man's tenants! He has the rights to do whatever he wants!" a man pointed out. She studied the young boy who wore of nothing professional, but a pale, graphic blue shirt, overcoat by a brown hooded sweater. His dark blue jeans were slightly loose enough to show the structure of his legs as wallet chains hung from his black canvas belt and tugged into his back jeans pocket.

He glanced lazily at the fallen girl and the other members of the family as his grown-out, dark hair waved wildly from the sudden breeze of wind. "What the hell do you want?" she questioned.

Instead of answering her question, the young boy flattened a black cap onto his head and turned to walk away without saying a single word. Anger by his silence, the young girl rushed towards him. "Kawahara-sama!" the men roared with warnings of incoming attacks. When he turned around, the fist of the young girl landed hard on his jaw as it cracked loudly and silence the commotion. Blood gushed out from his closed mouth as he squeezed his eyes in pain. When he opened them again, his cold, cloudy grey eyes eyed her fierce face tensely through the corner of his eyes. "..Yaaro.." he cursed angrily at her.

Present…..

Principal Yoshita of Shukaku Tonda High examined the two profile of two students placed on his desk. He scratched his hairless head in irritation as he counted aloud. Then he groaned angrily and pushed away the profile for Miho Suzuki, in which he was already familiar with. He pulled the other profile and examined it. He groaned loudly with anger. After moments of hearing his groan, he finally spoke. "Kenchiro Kawahara…." he read as he eyed the young boy at the far left of the room. He did not budge from the principal's call. "Another troublesome kid sent to Shukaku High ne? Your first day and you had already gotten involved with the most troublesome student this school or other school would ever had! What is it that drawn you to fight against Miho Suzuki? And why….Why did you attack a female?"

Kenchiro did not seemed bother by Principal Yoshita's questionings. Seeing that he was ignored, Yoshita turned his gaze towards the far right where Miho sat, irritated. "You….How dare you disobey the school law again? When was the last time I told you not to fight on school ground, Suzuki? Just a week ago!!!!!"