Rating went up for mild swearing.
Ryuko continued on running down the streets to get her high school, the Honnouji Academy.
She looked down at her watch to see that she had only five minutes left before homeroom started.
The gates of the private school came into her sight, along with something even harder to miss.
"Ryuko-chan! Ryuko-chan! Ryuko-chan! You made it sort of!" Ryuko's best friend Mako Mankanshoku exclaimed happily.
"Mako?" Ryuko wondered. "What are you still doing out here?"
"I was waiting for you of course!" Mako replied.
"But...why?" Ryuko asked.
"Because I always wait for you Ryuko-chan!" Mako answered.
Ryuko stared at Mako for a split second before shaking her head, grabbing her friend's hand, and running toward the large building.
"Whatever! C'mon! We're gonna be late!" Ryuko shouted as she dragged Mako through the halls.
Ryuko...Kiryuin?
Only one thought went through Senketsu's mind after he finished reading this.
What the f-?
Ryuko Kiryuin? No. Impossible. Senketsu could understand how she wouldn't recognize him at first. He was in tatters. Pieces. He would imagine that he is utterly unrecognizable. Plus, he was supposed to be dead. Seeing a strange sailor uniform out of nowhere, the first thought running through Ryuko's mind wouldn't be "Oh my God Senketsu!"...right?
However, Senketsu just could not comprehend the idea of Ryuko having the surname Kiryuin. Sure she may have been the offspring of the monster Ragyo but she was in no ways a Kiryuin and made sure to emphasize that in every way possible. Sure she was on much better terms with her newfound sister now but Senketsu highly doubted that she would decide to change her surname just to solidify their newfound sisterhood in some way. If anything Ryuko would try to convince Satsuki to change her surname to Matoi (a futile effort of course but it's more likely than Ryuko changing her surname). No, Senketsu decided. That was not in Ryuko's personality. She was too stubborn. Real or not her surname was given to her by her father Isshin Matoi, and she was Ryuko Matoi.
So why in the life fibre hell does this bag claim to belong to-
"Ryuko Kiryuin?" The homeroom teacher droned.
Barely a second after he spoke the name Ryuko slammed the homeroom class door open with a loud bang.
"HERE!" She practically screamed.
The teacher nodded, almost disinterested as the near late girl sighed in relief and sat down at her desk next to Mako's. Speaking of Mako, she walked up to their teacher with a huge smile.
"I'm here too teach! Mako Mankanshoku here and ready!" She proclaimed with a proud salute before taking her seat.
"Mm hmm, that's good Miss Mankanshoku. Can't forget you." The teacher spoke, but he added something swift under his breath. "Can't forget you if I tried."
Ryuko noticed this and couldn't help but smirk. She was fairly new at Honnouji and as far as she could tell, it was a major bore. Sure the classes could be interesting but for the most part the teachers who taught those subjects were absolutely unbearable. Some of the students were...odd, to say the least but she had come from a rowdy public school where kids hung other kids from flagpoles for fun. However, her Honnouji experience completely changed when the running ball of non stop energy known as Mako Mankanshoku enrolled.
Mako was her breath of fresh air at an otherwise stuffy school. She was loud, non stop, and always there to lighten the mood and annoy the hell out of everyone else. Ryuko would be damned if this girl wasn't her best friend.
The teacher continued on with attendance before having it sent to main office and he began his lesson. History. Great.
Senketsu had actually fallen asleep after a while. Perhaps it was the dark space, the comfortable position he was in, the ordeals he'd been through or the painfully boring lesson that he could hear being taught from outside the bag but Senketsu had closed his eye and gone into a deep sleep. He was only awoken by violent shaking.
Oh how Senketsu wished he had his voice right now. At the moments he only had the screams within his mind, and those were utterly nonexistent to everyone but himself.
Woah woah woah! What's goin' on out there? Ryuko! Stop it! It feels as if Mako is leading you somewhere!
"Mako! Where are leading me?" Ryuko demanded as Mako dragged her through the school at top speed.
"The cafeteria! They're having a special on croquettes today and my mom want me to bring lots home! She wants to see how hers compares to the school's!" Mako replied cheerfully. "And I wanna get there before anyone else!"
They reached the cafeteria and Mako bolted for the croquette serving line.
Ryuko found a table and sat down. She watched amusedly as Mako jumped up and down as the lady gave her the croquettes.
When Mako received them, she payed the lady behind the counter and ran over to the table where Ryuko had sat and plopped down beside her with two bags full of croquettes.
"Woah, Mako! Did your mom really want these many croquettes?" Ryuko questioned.
Mako looked at her friend incredulously.
"No no of course not! What the heck would mom want with all these croquettes? No no no..."
Mako took out two boxes and set them aside in her bag.
"Those are for mom...the rest are for me! I spent all my allowance money on these croquettes and not a single penny is going to waste!" Mako explained before she tore open a box and began devouring the contents.
Ryuko chuckled as she reached into her bag to take out her own lunch. She took out the golden foil wrapped lunch container and tore it gently. She opened the lid of her container and the steam from her lunch emanated from it.
"Ooh! What do you have for lunch Ryuko-chan?" Mako wondered.
Ryuko couldn't help but feel just a little embarrassed.
"Ah, gourmet ramen." Ryuko answered.
Mako looked at her friend's lunch in awe.
"Oh wow Ryuko-chan! You have the best lunches!" Mako complimented. "You must have a team of gourmet chefs at home!"
Ryuko could tell that Mako had joking intent with that line, and that fact was indeed false.
No...Ryuko had a single personal gourmet chef to make her lunches.
Ryuko merely sighed as she took out her chopsticks and began eating. Even though she found it to be a little embarrassing, damn the food was good.
Ryuko and Mako continued eating side by side until they were interrupted by three boys. They stood behind the two girls, menacingly and glaring down at them.
Ryuko finished the fold she had in her mouth before speaking.
"The hell do you guys want?" Ryuko challenged.
"Who the hell bought out all the croquettes?" One guy demanded.
Mako turned around, her mouth filled to the brim with said food items and raised her hand innocently.
"I didn't buy them, out." Mako replied. "I just bought a whole lot."
"We had dibs on those croquettes kid." Another spoke.
"Well too bad. You came too late and that's your fault. Now go on. Move on and sulk." Ryuko replied, now standing up.
One of the taller guys grit his teeth before shoving Ryuko back. She landed on the table, her lunch spilling all over her.
"Ryuko-chan!" Mako exclaimed as the boy grabbed Ryuko's collar and raising her up to his face.
"Just who the hell do you think you are newbie?" He hissed.
Suddenly, an unexpected, and painfully bright light shined from behind them. They turned around themselves with their arms in front of their eyes. Atop the cafeteria stairs, arms folded over and an angry expression on her face, stood-
"S-Satsuki Kiryuin..."
And now Satsuki-sama is here!
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