Sorry to have made you all wait so long. Had to do lotsa schoolwork, yadda yadda. But now I have a week vacation so I finished this ASAP.
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Disclaimer: Could be mine in an altered universe where I rule the world and am extremely good-looking. I DO, however own Hime. I created her all on my own last year. Yippee.
WARNING! This is not a nice fic! This is an R-rated story and even if it starts out all happy and funny (or so I hope), later chapters WILL contain rape, child abuse, prostitution, murder, incest, underage sexual activities and teenage pregnancy. So, please, if these topics disturb you, do not, I repeat, DO NOT read any further or flame me. You were warned and nothin you say can make me change my mind. It's my story after all.
So without further ado, here's chapter 3.
Just a teenage crush
School sucks, right?
A wolfish grin formed on the teacher's lips.
"As I was saying, you may or may not have noticed that while you were so passionately discussing your oh so dull teenage lives…class has started. So sit your asses down, right now."
He spoke in a smooth and dangerous voice that allowed no disobedience.
They all got up fairly quick and hurried to their places. Some of their fellow students were unsuccessfully trying to hide their snickering.
Kenta and Sano both hit the ones closest to them on the head, which shut them up immediately.
"Detention Mr Himura and Mr Sagara, for bothering your fellow students."
"Annoying prick." Kenta murmered.
"Let's make that a week, why don't we Himura. Apparently summer break didn't do anything to ease that charming temper of yours. Now sit down and pay attention." Saito said without turning around, so he didn't see Kenta giving him the one-fingered salute. When he reached the blackboard, he turned and let his eyes drift over the whole class.
"This year, we'll start with square roots, powers and equations. Exercises you haven't finished in class will be finished at home. Every Monday, I'll test you on the material we've covered. Tardiness will not be tolerated. Is this understood?"
The class mutely nodded. Saito rolled his eyes.
"Ahou. Open your books on page one."
As Saito started explaining square roots, Kaoru's thoughts drifted. She had seen most of this last year already. She was still a bit dazed from her rather stormy encounter with Kenta.
To be honest, she should've seen it coming. Even as a seven-year-old she'd had trouble to get the suspicious boy to trust her. He'd kept pushing her away, both physically and verbally. Even back then he'd already possessed a very colourful vocabulary that'd send a lot of kids home crying. But she'd persisted. And as a result he had slowly accepted her friendship. And just when they were real close friends, her father had made her live with her aunt in Tokyo, causing Kenta's fragile trust to shatter.
Come to think of it, she wondered what happened to him to make him so distrusting. Shinta was not like that at al. In fact, he was TOO trusting.
Maybe it was that man they lived with, the one they called master.
She'd
only seen him once and frankly, he had scared the hell out of
her.
True, the huge man with the billowing cape and his menacing
attitude would've scared any 9-year old.
Not the twins though. Shinta actually seemed fond of him and Kenta enjoyed taunting and smart-mouthing the man, even though it never went unpunished.
Kaoru had often doubted the man's sanity whenever Kenta would report his latest punishment. Honestly, hanging a kid in a tree, tied and gagged an entire night did seem a bit to much.
Thinking this over she wondered how a man like that could have gotten custody over the twins.
Both would often appear at school covered in bruises and cuts. Yet, whenever a teacher would ask them where they got it, they'd tell they fell or something like that. But Kaoru had always suspected Hiko to be the cause of those.
The most striking however were the almost identical scars they both had on their left cheeks. Kenta's ran from the left side of his eye, across his cheek, to his chin. Strangely, Shinta's was the exact opposite, starting near his nose to his jaw.
If put together, the two scars would represent a cross.
A sharp
ringing interrupted her train of thought. One hour had passed
already? That was quick. Hurrying to get her stuff together, she
noticed Misao and Shinta waiting at the door.
Misao waved
cheerfully, while Shinta kinda stared into space
"Man
that was boring. Saito is one of those teachers that treat you like
some retarded kid." Misao said.
Kaoru laughed.
"Believe me, I've had worse. Last year my math teacher spelled out the words because she thought they were so difficult. Difficult words meaning words with more than 5 letters."
Misao raised an eyebrow.
"You're kidding me? And I thought these assholes were bad. Ne, Shinta?" She snapped her fingers in front of his face, causing the boy to jump in surprise and yell: "That's not edible!"
Both Kaoru and Misao stared at him. Realizing his misplaced outburst, Shinta blushed a 100 shades of red.
"Gomen, I was thinking about something."
"Obviously." Kaoru giggled, then looking around her. "Where's the rest of the group by the way?"
"Aoshi and Megumi went to the soda machines. I asked them to get you a diet coke. As for Sano and Kenta, who knows what they're up to. With those two, you never know." Shinta spoke up, unable to hide his smile.
"Troublemakers?" Kaoru asked while the three of them started walking down the hall.
That question caused Misao and Shinta to burst out laughing. Once they'd calmed down enough, Misao was able to choke: "Troublemakers? They make hooligans look like wimps. They surpassed the trouble level 3 years ago, when they came up with the ingenious idea to glue the history teacher to her chair."
"They actually did that? And they're still allowed to run around freely?" Kaoru asked, eyeing Misao sceptically.
"Hon, they did much worse than that. Like, setting fire in the chemistry lab and starting waterballoon fights during class."
"How come they didn't get expelled yet?"
"Because," Shinta answered," Hitoshi-dono is an old friend of shishou and she 's actually quite fond of Kenta."
Misao gave the redhead a look
"Quite fond? Hell, she adores him. Treats him like a long lost son. He can do no wrong in her eyes, no matter how many teachers, students and parents complain."
"Oi, wait up!"
They turned and saw Megumi and Aoshi approaching, holding several drinks. Megumi tossed Shinta three.
"An Ice-Tea for you and diet cokes for the girls. Where are Sano and Kenta? I got them diet cokes."
"NANI! Do I look like a fucking obese pig to you? Why the fuck did you get me a fucking diet coke?"
In the
blink of an eye Megumi spun around and slapped the person standing
behind her, which was Sano.
A handprint was slowly beginning to
show on his left cheek. Just then, Kenta made himself known from
behind Sano.
"Nice aim, kitsune." He observed. "But next time, hit the one responsible instead of the next best innocent bystander."
Grinning like a chesshire cat, he quickly dogded an infuriated Megumi, dancing behind a frozen-to-the-spot Sanosuke.
"Oh, come on honey. Stop acting like that. It couldn't have hurt that much, ne? You're a big boy, surely you can handle more than that?"
Sano slowly focused on Megumi, causing her to stop babbling.
"Meg, next time you do that, you can walk home."
Placing a hand on his cheek, he turned and walked into a classroom, Megumi quickly following.
Kenta
winced.
"Holy fuck. Did you see the size of that handprint?
Aren't I the lucky bastard to have avoided that!"
Shinta rolled his eyes and wacked his crazy twin on the head.
"Stop swearing, you'll hurt yourself. That could've been you, you know."
Kenta
traced the thin scar that marred his left cheek.
"Feh, she'll
never hit me. I'm too fast for her." Shinta smiled at him. "Show
off."
The bell rang and the twins hurried to class.
Trying to keep a straight face, Kaoru turned to Misao. "I seem to recall that not to long ago, you warned me your friends were a bit weird. Well, Misao-chan, I beg to differ. They are absolutely insane."
Misao cracked up after that comment. Even Kaoru could not contain her laughter anymore. Gasping for breath, Misao managed to choke out: "They're not even warmed up. You just wait until lunch."
The rest of the morning passed without much excitement, safe for the chair Kenta threw at a boy called Andrew, for calling him hot-tempered. The poor boy had to be carried off to the school nurse.
Adjusting to this new school was a little harder than Kaoru anticipated. Things were so different from her previous school. Here, the studends were free to talk, dress and act the way they wanted. There were certain rules, but no one seemed to heed them anyway. So far, she'd only seen a handful of studends wearing the school costume, including herself. She felt like such a geek.
Misao was a wonderful guide. She explained the rules, pointed out several studends and teachers and filled her in on the latest gossip. It seemed like the girl was unable to stop talking. Not that Kaoru minded. She had taken a liking to the cheerful girl.
Right now, whilst heading for lunch, Misao was telling her the do's and dont's of the school.
"...,don't buy cookies from the cooking classes, coz you'll never get rid of them otherwise and those cookies have a nasty vomit flavour."
Kaoru made a face which made Misao giggle.
"Oh, I almost forgot! Whenever you need something from the closets, like a broom or whatever, never, I repeat, NEVER open the door without knocking first!" she waved her finger for a dramatic effect.
Kaoru blinked. "Why?"
"Because," Sanosuke snickered, pulling his short redheaded friend into a headlock, "you might run into Kenta here goin' all the way with Hime-chan. Believe me when I say that's not something you want to witness!"
Kenta immediatly pounced on Sano and the two boys started fighting again.
Confused, Kaoru turned to Misao. "Hey, who's Hi..."
"ALL RIGHT, NANCY-BOYS! BREAK UP OR I'LL BE FORCED TO SPANK YOUR SCRAWNY BEHINDS!"
Jumping
four feet high at the thundering voice, Kaoru felt something brushing
past her and pouncing the boys who'd stopped their fight as soon as
they'd heard the voice.
So now, a weird looking girl was sitting
on top of Sano, who was sprawled out on Kenta in a messy and
seemingly painful tangle of limbs.
"OUCH!"
"What the...?"
"Hime, gerrof!"
The girl, now known as Hime (which answered Kaoru's earlier question) giggled rather insanely. The crazy sound made Kaoru's toes curl.
As soon as the boys distangled themselves, Hime jumped into Kenta's arms, bride style.
"Hiya Shippou. Miss me?" Kenta rolled his eyes.
"I would if you'd grant me the time, hon. It's only been like 17 hours."
"I did not hear you complaining."
Kenta grinned, remembering quite vividly the reason as to why he hadn't complained. He put he girl on the floor, planted a quick kiss on her lips and resumed walking whilst linking their hands.
Kaoru observed the girl in silence. Hime was ghastly pale, in total contrast with her jet black hair which was pulled into two ponytails and seemed uncombed. She wore black eyeliner and black lipstick, accentuating her paleness even more. Kaoru felt somewhat relieved when she saw that Hime also wore the school uniform, even though it was torn in various places and she wore fishnet stockings underneath.
What struck Kaoru the most however, was how thin the girl was. She reminded Kaoru of anorexia patients she'd seen once.
Resting her gaze on the linked hands of Hime and Kenta, Kaoru turned to Misao.
"Didn't you say Kenta was single?" Misao looked surprised at her question. She contemplated her answer for a few seconds.
"Well, he is. I mean, they're not really dating, you know. Sure they get all snugly and kissy and all that stuff, but it's just for fun. To Hime, Kenta's just a snack in between two relationships. She just broke up with her girlfriend this summer."
Kaoru gaped at her.
"Girlfriend?" Misao smiled at her.
"Yep, girlfriend. She's bisexual." She suddenly looked worried. "That doesn't bother you, does it? I mean, she's really a nice person once you get to know her and all. I mean, not coz... what?" Misao looked confused when Kaoru burst out laughing.
"Stop babbling already, it doesn't bother me. I was just checking I heard you right, that's all.
Misao grinned sheepishly.
"I wasn't babbling."
"Yes you were."
"No, I wasn't"
They
continued like this untill the group reached the cafeteria.
Sano
looked around him.
"Damn. Looks like some first years beat us to
our table. What 're we gonna do now?"
Kenta's head snapped
up.
"First years? Our table? Seated? WOOHOO!"
Shinta buried his head in his hands. "Oh no. Here we go again."
The whole group watched as Kenta started running lickety-split towards the table, jumping on it and emitting a dragonlike roar that made the first years jump into the air and face Kenta, who was now sitting cross legged before them with a stupid grin on his face.
"I don't seem to recall me giving you punks permission to seat your sorry asses on our table? Surely there's been a misunderstanding. I expect a full apology and I want you out of my sight."
The group of boys looked at each other confused. They had no idea what the crazy redhead with the spooky golden eyes was talking about. The tallest of them looked at Kenta. The kid didn't look so tough. He stood and glared at Kenta.
"Look, I don't know who you think you are, kid, but we're free to sit wherever we want to. You don't own this table, so beat it!"
Hearing this, Misao, Sano, Megumi and Shinta groaned. This was getting ugly fast. Hime whooped and jumped up and down in delight.
"Get 'em Shippou!"
Kenta's grin turned evil then. He leaned over and took hold of the boy's collar. Eyes ablaze, he whispered in a low, dangerous voice.
"I won't repeat myself, dick. Get lost or you'll seriously regret being born." He leaned even closer, until their noses were almost touching. "And that's a promise." He pushed the boy back in his chair with surprising strength, causing the boy to topple over, chair and all.
The rest of the boys quickly ran over to help their fallen comrade. They set off after looking at Kenta in fear.
Flashing his friends a victory sign, he beckoned them to come over. Shinta seated himself next to his twin.
"Honestly, nii-chan, don't you ever tire of torturing those poor first years?"
"My dear ototo, that's what I LIVE for. It will never cease to amuse me to see that delightful fear reflected on their butt-ugly faces." He let out a content sigh. "And furthermore, I got us our table back. You know, I think we ought to mark it or something. Make it rightfully ours."
He took out a pocket knife and started to carve his name on the table.
"So," Kaoru turned towards Misao, "is the food here edible?"
"Sure it is. This is probably one of the few schools who have a number of cooks working here and where the food doesn't look like a messy grey blob or something. Oh, here's your lunch card by the way." She handed a small green card to Kaoru, who looked at her confused. Misao giggled. "Whenever you take lunch here at school, you go get it and then you 'bleep' your card in the 'bleep-thingy' and at the end of the month, they send you your tab. This way, you won't have to go hungry if you forget your money or your home-made-lunch. Simple really."
"Hell yeah!" Sano exclaimed, startling the two girls. "And today is the first day of school, meaning… PIZZA TIME!" He ran off to wait in line, well shoving away most of those in front of him actually.
5 minutes later they were all seated with a large amount of pizza before them, with the exception of Shinta and Aoshi, who ate their own home-made lunch. Shinta threw Kenta a somewhat hurt look. "I stood up early today to make you your lunch, you know." Kenta swallowed his pizza. "And for that I'm eternally greatful, ototo, but pizza RULES! I'll eat that lunch later on. Here, have some." He handed his brother a slice. Shinta huffed. "No thanks. Not hungry." Kenta shrugged his shoulders and continued to devour his pizza.
Suddenly Hime snapped her head up and stared Kaoru in the eye.
"Oi, whosa gall?"
Kaoru looked at her confused.
"Eh?"
Misao smiled. "She means who's the girl. Hime, this is Kaoru, a new student and old friend of the twins. Kaoru, this is Hime, our crazy gothic friend."
Kaoru shifted uncomfortably under Hime's unfocused gaze. The girl seemed to just stare right through her. "Eh, hi?"
Kenta poked Hime in the ribs. "Oi, be nice." Hime turned to look at him, then at Kaoru, then back at Kenta again, who had resumed stuffing his face, and then glared at Kaoru fiercely before eating again herself.
A bit taken back from the glare she received, Kaoru met Misao's equally confused gaze. Misao shrugged her shoulders. She couldn't explain Hime's behaviour either.
The group chattered away, catching up on each others summer.
"Oi, Kenta, is your motorcycle fixed already?" Sanosuke inquired. Kenta huffed. "No. Those bastards seem to find something else every time I come to pick it up. Apparently my motorcycle was a danger to all who rode it and those around as well." Sano whistled. "That's gonna be one hell of a bill"
"Nah, I worked there over summer, so I won't have to pay as much." He looked up suddenly and noticed the head-mistress coming their way. "Incoming bitch at 12 O'clock."
Miss Hitoshi stopped at their table and smiled her toothy smile.
"Bon appetite, little ones. Hope you had a nice summer?" She turned to Kenta. "I'll let you know that Mr Andrew is fine, Kenta. Other than a rather nasty bump on his head, he suffered no consequences."
Kenta shrugged. "Would've served him right. Calling me hot-tempered. The nerve of some of those blockheads."
"Tell me about it." Hitoshi sighed. "Either way, I'm expecting to see you and your brother in my office after lunch. Okay? Enjoy your meals." She turned to leave.
"Oh and Kenta? No more foodfights. We had a field day last year to clean it all up."
Kenta flashed her a grin.
"No prob. Wasn't planning on it anyway." Hitoshi left the cafeteria.
"Well then, Shin, you heard the wench. Hurry the hell up and finish that sandwich!"
Shinta regarded his half-eaten sandwich and sighed. He closed his lunchbox and stood.
"Done.
Not that hungry anyway."
Kenta frowned, then shrugged.
"Whatever." He picked up his backpack and linked his hand with
Shinta's.
"Why does Shinta have to go as well? He didn't do anything."
The group remained quiet for a moment at Kaoru's question. It was Megumi who answered.
"It's not our place to tell you. You'll have to ask them. All we can say is that it has nothing to do with Andrew or the first years."
Their attention turned back to the twins. Kenta had shoved a slice of pizza in a boy's face.
"What're you looking at asshole?"
They cracked up.
'Well,' Kaoru thought, watching the twins leave, their hands still entwined, 'this will certainly be an interesting year.'
TBC
Review answers:
Black angel of destruction: Thanks for reviewing. Hope you liked this chapter
Murasaki ½: Saito seemed like the perfect person to teach maths. Coz no one likes it and this way, it gets a bit more interesting. Thanks for the review.
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Riyoko: Not much Hiko in this chapter, but there'll be plenty of Hiko to leave you dehydrated in later chappies.
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