I hadn't been ready for the tests the teacher had given out.
When he first passed them out, I had thought it was homework, so I asked why we were getting it so early. The teacher replied, saying it was a test, and I swear he gave me some sort of evil grin. I froze, my eyes flickering over the paper. I didn't know any of this stuff. Any of it.
Okay, Akane, calm down. You got this.
When I say I got this, I mean my cheating skills are brilliant, so I should be able to cheat my way out of this. I wish I had that Sayori girl in my class. I had heard from Yuki she was fairly smart. Too bad I was a grade above them all. I narrowed my eyes, searching around the classroom for someone who liked like they were smart.
I had found someone quickly, but also quickly realized a problem.
The way the seats in the classroom were designed, my usual cheating ways wouldn't work. I frowned; I would have to find a way out of the classroom and find someone who would give me all the answers. And I know just who.
Being the always prepared one I am, I grabbed a makeshift dummy I had constructed for times like these - or when I had wanted to take a nap and the only comfortable place is the ground - and sat it up in my chair. The wig was really messy, but my hair was also naturally messy as well.
I started to sneak out, when I heard the girl next to me whisper.
"Wow, Akane, you actually brushed your hair for once!"
I think she knew I was crawling past her seat at that exact moment, but what she didn't know was that as I was walking by, I pulled the legs from underneath her chair so she fell down, hitting the ground with a loud thud. I laughed.
I tugged the small piece of fabric tighter on my arm and knocked on the door. A woman answered the door, who looked much like a maid. She smiled at me. "How can I help you?"
"Where's Kiki Minami's room?"
She looked puzzled for a moment, but lifted her hand and pointed to the farthest room up the stairs. The room looked a bit burnt around the edges of the door, but I assumed it was normal. I mumbled my things and raised up there, not caring how loud my footsteps were.
I knocked on the door; once, twice, and then finally just kicked it down.
And he had still not awoken.
"Hey, you! Tooth fairy. Wake your-"
"I'm over here, Kanny." Resisting the urge to twitch, I turned around to see the short little boy working on something that looked a lot like a bomb.
"What are you doing? Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?" I walked over, standing next to his desk. "Isn't that the point of the Night Class? Do sleep during the day?"
He laughed. "There are tons of things you don't know, Kanny."
Rolling my eyes, I held out the piece of paper. "Believe me, I know." I tapped the test. "This a test we just recieved. Gimme the answers. Now."
"And if I don't...?"
Frowning, I gestured at the room to the various bombs that were littered around. Seriously, why were these even permitted to be on school grounds? "I will not hesitate to destroy every single one of these. And I will make sure you will never be able to use a bomb again. Understood?"
Not needing to be told twice, Kiki took the paper from my hands. "Understood."
A loud ticking noise filled the air, and suddenly a puff of smoke covered everything. I couldn't see a thing, so I was busy coughing and trying to find my way to the bright light that I think was coming through the door I had come through. Finally, I stumbled outside and started breathing the fresh air, my lungs burning.
Kiki followed soon after, although he didn't seem to be choking on anything. "What was that?" I screamed at him, crossing my arms.
"The bomb went off. It just malfunctioned, that's all."
I nodded. I went to grab my paper back from him, but I didn't see it in his hands. "Where's my paper, Minami?" He froze, eyes wide. "Where...is...it?"
And then he ran, running down the stairs and hiding somewhere. I let out a loud scream, tugging on my hair. "You stupid little tooth fairy short horrible excuse of a man!" I stormed out of the Moon Dorm, waving goodbye to the maid who watched on.
Man, I was toast.
Back in class, the teacher gave me a little smirk. I didn't even bother crawling back in, instead just walking through the door, a frown on my face. I pushed the dummy out of my chair, sat back down, and waited through the entire class.
"So, Akane, where's your test?"
"Stand up."
He looked confused for a minute. "What?"
"Stand up." I grinned, stepping onto my skateboard. "You don't pay attention much, do you? I super-glued you to the seat again. Goodbye."
For some reason, if you had to go into the town for something, you had to bring someone. I was running out of super-glue. Yuki was hungry. So, together, we set off into the town. The sun was shining brightly down on us, and Yuki chirped happily about the cafe that had here.
I listened to her chattering without a word, gazing at the various tables that held things I would never, ever buy.
"Do you know where like...a regular store is?" I asked.
Yuki led to me once such cart, and I picked up my super-glue, handing over the money with a grin on my face. The lady asked me what I needed it for, for which I simply replied with, "A project". I swear Yuki shivered out of the corner of my eye.
At the small cafe Yuki had been so happy about, we took a seat and ordered.
Yuki had some sweet tooth, I noted, watching as she dug into the huge dessert she got. I prodded my own small cup of ice cream. I wasn't that hungry. "So, Akane," Yuki started, and I could she was trying to make small talk. "How's your family?"
"Huh?" I laughed. "They're fine, I bet."
"What do you mean, 'I bet'? Don't you know?" Yuki sat back, legs crossed. "You could write them a letter, you know."
"I don't think that's possible, Yuki..."
I was given a glance that meant Yuki thought I was probably messed up. Oh, she thought I meant...Oh. I could have fun with this. "Of course it's possible," she babbled on, eating more of her food at the same time. "You just write it and then put it in the mailbox at the front of the school."
I laughed. "Yuki, it's not possible..."
"I've done it before, when I was writing to Yori when she was away for vacation!"
"Nope." I ate some of my dessert, swallowing it.
"Tell me why, then." Yuki looked at me, frustrated. "Tell me why it isn't possible."
"Okay." I wiped my mouth, then sat back. "My parents are dead. I don't know any of my other family members. I had caused trouble in the foster home I lived in, so they sent me here."
Yuki looked me, her eyes wide, her mouth agape. "Akane, I'm so sorry, I didn't know-"
"It's fine! Seriously," I told her, smiling a bit. "Watch this."
I got up, going over to where this guy was standing near the machine that made the drinks. He looked as though he were fairly new here, and had one arm propped up agaisnt the machine. True, if you leaned agaisnt it, the weight wouldn't push it over. But he didn't need to know that.
I came up behind, swiftly knocking the machine over by kicking out one of the legs of the table that supported it. It fell to the ground, broken, as the guy looked on in horror. "What is wrong with you? Oh my gosh..."
People who worked there started to come over, and I skipped over to Yuki. "Let's go!"
She swiftly layed down the money for the food and we dashed out. I laughed as we started to walk through the town, heading back to the academy. "That was pretty funny. Not my best work, but funny..."
"You know what I think, Akane? I think you do all this because you want to be seen, to be heard. After you parents died, no one ever listened to you, right?"
Oh please, not this sappy crap. "Wrong. I do it because it's fun."
Yuki shook her head, not buying what I knew was the real truth, and we continued to walk. I snuck a glance over my shoulder, and laughed. "What is it?" asked Yuki.
"Some creepy guy. Looks like a pervert."
For a moment, Yuki tensed, looking actually scared. When she glanced behind me though, she frowned. "Akane, it's just a regular-"
"But he looks kinda sketchy, doesn't he?"
"I'm not that afraid-"
I tripped Yuki easily, and she hit the ground on her hands. I started to run, starting to chanting 'sacrifice' in some way I thought sounded cool. I started to laugh as I saw Yuki trying to catch up, glancing back at the man in almost horrific way.
Not scared, huh?
Back at the academy, I sat in the chair in front of the headmaster's desk. Yuki hadn't told me off, but someone had apparently seen the way she had been running and thought I had done something.
I kicked my feet up onto the headmaster's desk, hands behind my head. "Am I expelled?"
"No, Akane-"
"But Yuki could have gotten, well, y'know-"
He sighed, his head in his hands. "Yes, Akane. I know. But you're not expelled."
"How can I get expelled? It wasn't this hard in the last school I went to..." I slid my feet off the desk, knocking various things on his desk over. "Sorry..."
No, today I was not expelled.
But maybe tomorrow's my day.
Woot.
Okay, quick note; Akane is a year older than Yuki, but she's a grade level above both Yuki and Zero. Because, y'know, Zero got held back and all.
There's more about Akane's past in there, and of course, pranks.
I think this all takes place a year or two - depending on what happens - before the events in the manga.
Sorry about any spelling errors or anything; I wanted to get this out quickly because I have to do things tomorrow.
Thank you c:
