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Hero Class
Her brother opened the door into a room that was obviously bigger on the inside than the outside. She gasped as she saw what was going on in the inside of that room. It was filled with people of any age and size fighting, and rather skillfully. She couldn't ever hope to keep up with some of them, while others she could outpace easily, but she could never hope to survive even one punch. Weapons of any and every kind were seen in the room, used with varying levels of skill. None of them were as good as she used to be with her cyber-katana, though.
"It's amazing! Why didn't you tell me they found out they could use my infinitytech like this?" She asked her brother, and before he could answer, not that he was going to, she spoke once again. "And all these people fighting to protect others...I never dreamed such a place could exist! Oh, how I've dreamed of this day! To finally leave behind my past and start anew!" She then began to look for a relatively safe place where she could watch the sparring without fear of a stray shot.
She chose to sit in a meadow, yes, a meadow, of flowers near the back of the pocket dimension. It was full of white daisys and a few other flowers, the effect was quite pleasing to the eye. Saphire sat in the middle of that meadow, and rather than ruining the picture, she seemed to enhance it. It almost looked like a painter did it on purpose, a beautiful and content girl in blue in a meadow of flowers, but one also got the feeling that the girl was lonely. And she certainly was. She sat there just looking for a while, untill she caught sight of Forte.
He was surrounded by ten of the best Hero-graduates. They were all attacking him at once, and not one was even close to scratching him. Not even when they worked together, although they did get slightly closer to his body. It was like a movie, one hero standing against impossible odds, dual swords in hand, to stem the tide of evil. Forte was that impressive. Alone...always alone. He finally threw them down to the ground, unconsious. That's when he cought sight of Saphire. For the breifest of seconds their eyes met, one blue, the other ruby. Both lonely. Then he was cought up in the next tide of challengers.
Alicia, his sister, noticed this just before her oppnent made a sweep for her abdomen. She dodged to the side, then kicked him in the groin, not very eloquent, but effective nonetheless. She continued to beat the man to a pulp without a single weapon in hand. She prefered her hands to rough swords, the exception being a katana or long daggers. She was just as deadly without them, though. Capable of felling a man with one hit to a pressure point, she preferred to take her time and enjoy the look of fear on a villan's, or pervert's, face. Same difference to her. This time she quickly felled her foe, deciding instead to talk to the girl that had somehow earned her brother's fascination.
"Hello, my name is EXE Alicia!" She called to Saphire walking up and ruining the picture-perfect scene. Much to Saphire's delight. She extended her hand to the sitting girl. "Your's is Hikari Saphire, right?"
"Yes, it is a pleasure to meet you." Saphire took the hand, getting a good look at the other girl. Violet hair, just like her brothers, was in a ponytail that fell to her mid-back. She wore purple boots and gloves, a dark-purple jumpsuit, her symbol was a dark shuriken on a purple background, and she had red eyes. Just like Forte's... Well, less calculating, perhapse. Saphire thought. "Why are you talking to me? Shouldn't you be sparring?"
"Oh, that. Well, I already beat my oponent and left him at the medic's practice area. Good handywork, too. If I do say so myself." She said it so nonshalontly that Saphire started to smile. The first genuine smile in a long time. It was closed, but not like it was forced. It kind of looked like the smile of someone starting to see sunlight after a long time in the dark.
"What did he do?" She asked, still smiling.
"He tried to flip my skirt yesterday, before school." Alicia stated it as though it were a fact. Not revealing that it was actually to see what kind of girl this Saphire was.
"Ah. I would have loved to see you beat him up. Too bad I missed it..." She liked this Alicia girl...Nice, but tough. She was a lot like Saphire herself used to be, before the incident.
"I'll let you take a few swings next time, how's that?"
"That sounds like fun, but I'm afraid I'm a little rusty."
"No problem. I'm sure the Colonel's gonna give you an at home tutor till your up to par. Any prefrences?"
"Not really. I kinda don't know anyone who can use a sword decently that my brother would let in the house."
"I see. And you do whatever your brother tells you, no questions asked?" Alicia was fishing for answeres. Why doesn't Rockman want her to learn how to fight? Why does she hide her pain whenever he's around? And, most important of all, why does my brother care what happens to her?
"Yeah, right. Like any self-respecting person would do that." Saphire was well aware that Alicia was at least curious about her relationship with Rockman, but she wouldn't get any spesifics from Saphire.
"True. Well, in that case I have a suggestion I want to give Colonel-sensei. Why don't you eat lunch with me tomorrow?" She asked as she got up to leave. "Class is almost over, see you tomorrow!"
"Sure..." Saphire got up as well, and set to looking for her brother. While so doing, she locked eyes with Forte again. This time she looked away, but not before he saw a blush on her cheeks...
What the...? Was all he had time to think before he was bombarded once again by his... challengers. As he fought them off, yet again, the full implications of what he saw hit him. Before he knew it he was emulating the typical teenage male and thinking, SWEET! She digs me! And got bombarded for the 60th time that day.
Roll had been fighting Rockman, much to her delight and his dismay. He liked her to much to beat her to a bloody pulp in frustration, or anger. He didn't know which. She was just practicing her dodging when Alicia walked up and asked Rockman if she could speak to Roll for a minute.
"Sure..." He said after a moments thought. Mostly spent on wondering how mad her brother would be if he found out he had beaten her to a bloody pulp, and at who the anger would be directed.
"THANKS!" Alicia shouted, a little too loud. The signal to her brother for "He's thinkin about murder again..." And Rock knew it too. That was one of Alicia's poweres. she could tell what people were thinking about doing before they did it. Came in hand on investigations, and at a school like this one, it came in handy for daily life too.
"What did you want to talk about, Alicia-chan?" Roll asked once they were far enough away. "It can't have been some idle gossip if you dragged me all the way over here." They were between Rock and Forte, far enough away that they wouldn't be overheard, but close enough that Forte or Rock could get there fast if things took a turn for the worst. Always a possibility at Hero Academy. Alicia thought things over and took a deep breath.
"You know the new girl? Rock's little sister?" Alicia began. "Well, you'll never beleive what just happened between her and my brother."
"I'm not going to like this, am I?" Roll said incrudiously.
"Probably not. But it is the most romantic thing I've ever seen!" Alicia was starting to get excited, a little too excited. "She locked eyes with him. AND he didn't look away!"
"Hold on. Are you sure it was romantic, or was it just them seeing each other at random?"
"She looked like a princess and he looked like a hero! It has to be fate! Not to mention he's actually interested in her!"
"Really? This is wonderful!" Roll was getting into it as well. "What should we do? We can't tell Rock. Not right now."
"It has to be fate. We'll just... help things along." Alicia said a little too calmly. "And that was the other thing I wanted to talk to you about, whyt does Rock not act like her brother. He acts like he.."
"Hates her?" Roll finished. "He does, sort of. They have a..." She groped for the right words to describe it. "...complicated relationship."
"Complicated how?"
"He treats her like she shouldent exist, but he doesn't want her to get hurt. She should resent him for treating her like that, but she doesn't. She never once tried to kill him, though she could have. And, although he thinks he hates her, he really just doesn't want her to get hurt. Not that way ever again. You and her were once a lot alike, a long time ago."
"Wow..." she was starting to get hte idea, but still. Something felt a little off about the whole explanation... She got the feeling that there was more to the story.
"And that's just the tip of the icebirg. She was nce brave, is now a scardy cat. Speaking of which, she loves cats, but is afraid to go near them because of a past event. One that left many gaping wounds that have not healed to this day. for either of them."
"We should move on to a different topic for now. So, wanna hear my idea?"
"Sure."
"What if we..." She began to tell Roll of a plan that started with Forte teaching her how to use a sword right, and ended with a first date. Or a first kiss, whichever came first.
"Will it work?" Roll asked.
"OF course it will work."
"Fate?"
"Fate."
"But will Colonel-sensei agree to have Forte teach Saphire swordsmanship?"
"I was already planning on it." He said from behind. Needless to say they jumped in their skins and immediatly stood at attention.
"Sir, what is it sir?" Roll chanced asking.
"Class is over, privates."
Please review so I can know what I did wrong. Please. And are my characters believable?
