Just a little one that's dedicated to Kim-kun. Enjoy!
…Chapter Four…
High off Tomorrow
Chapter IV
2, 4, 6, 8, Who Do We Appreciate—BREAK!!
"Holy shit—Kimora-sama stole Honjou-sensei's scythe!!"
"—Again?"
Screams were heard as students scurried and fluttered away from the scene. The PE aid put in charge of this was none other then Kimora Ryuu. Her amber eyes seemed to gleam gold when reflected with the scythe she had once again, stolen, and her long silver hair framed her face. She laughed coldy as gesturing pain to the students, gripping the scythe halfheartedly and swinging it in their direction. Alas, 'tis the joy of PE.
The students were aliened upon a white line that was faded in the asphalt of the blackness. Ikuri was at the end of the long line that was formed, and Rin was casually slumped next to her. The ever so grand PE aid walked out and in front of the students, she had a bundle of hockey sticks and passed them out to each student rather abruptly. She named off their position as she gave them the sticks. When she reached the end of the line she handed Ikuri the last of the stricks, "Yukishiro!"
"Whaddya want?" Rin asked uncaring.
"Position—Puck" As Rin's eyes widened as she looked like she was about to complain, Kimora then glanced at Ikuri, "And you, whelp, defend yourself the best you can…" She walked in front of the students once more, her hands over her chest. She seemed to mumble at them, but words could still be heard, "How many of you know how to play hockey?" Roughly a handful of students raised their hands hesitantly. Kimora stopped her pace. "None of you know how to play—Got that?" She ordered in a questioning way. The students all nodded their heads in response.
"Now everyone," Kimora started up again, "In my hockey, Yukishiro's the puck! Everyone, go ahead and get a good whack while ya can." Ikuri's eyes widened gently as Rin clenched her fist and cursed under her breath. "And if Yukishiro doesn't cooperate, hit her harder." All the students blankly started at her, "That was your cue to nod." And all the students did so.
"For this first round, it'll be Yukishiro and that new girl, against all of us."
"That's unfair to Ikuri-san—since Rin-san's the puck, she's all alone!" A student was brave enough to call out.
Kimora's only response was a smirk, "Fresh meat." She swung the scythe that she still held in a bit of a circle and pressed the handle against her shoulder.
…Meanwhile…
"Does Kimora really plan on using Kamatari's scythe like that? If he finds out…"
"I believe that was probably her intentions…."
Enishi sat on the two back legs of his chain in his room once more, he didn't have a class this period, and rather enjoyed watching was Kimora was always up to come time third period. This time, however, he was accompanied by a certain mummy.
"Kimora's going to make a fool out of Kamatari."
"Hounjo is already a fool."
"..True, true…" Enishi sighed and glanced back at the screen that ha phased over to Rin and Iruki. The two were huddled up in a "group circle" as if plotting. And that they were;
"R-Rin-san…I don't want to go back to Makoto-sama's office…the Janitor said weird things about him…" Iruki said her hockey stick being fumbled in her grip.
"Iruki-kun, why would I put you back into his office?" Rin smircked, "now ready?" Iruki cautiously nodded her head in response.
"Shishio-san, you have thirty seconds to get to your office before Rin gets Iruki-kun into trouble." Enishi muttered.
"Yes—" Shishio began to agree, but another one of Enishi's mini-screen's were popped up. Bother, being as curious as they were, looked at the new footage taken.
"Did you see the illusion—the image of my sister?" A crazed Enishi began, "I think so…for she is always with me…" He placed a hand on his chest as he smirked down at Kenshin, "Today…and forever…" His tone suddenly changed now to a more angered tone, "But battousai—You have no right to lay eyes on my sister!"
"Enishi…" Kenshin started, "Are you the mastermind of this madness…?"
"Do you even need to ask?" He smirked once more, fixing his glasses.
"I last saw you in the flames of Toba Fushimi," Kenshin reminisced in the past, "…Already eleven years ago…"
The two started blankly at the screen. …What had Rin done now?
"I have become the leader of the Shanghai Mafia, controlling weapons market of a continent!" Enishi called out, revealing a gun that shone in the sun.
"And you think I care…why?" Kenshin asked in a bit of a sarcastic tone.
"SHUT UP!" Enishi yelled aiming his gun at Kenshin and firing it, hoping to silence and end his long time grudge. But sadly, all shots missed. All six of them.
"…you have really bad aim…" Kenshin stated bluntly.
"Be quiet already you bastard!" Enishi started with a shout, "Now to use this damn thing for something useful!" Enishi threw the gun in Kenshin's direction, it hit him in the forehead with a hard thump.
"Oro…" Kenshin sighed and falling to the ground, twitching slightly.
"Fear my all powerful Jinchu!!" Enishi began to laugh in the 'insane laughter' mode.
Kenshin, with another twitched, rolled off the end of the bridge and fell into the stream below, beginning to float away, "Ororo…" He sighed with agony, swirls in his eyes.
"Come back here!! I WASN'T DONE WITH YOU!" Enishi started getting a grip on the bridge, getting ready to jump. And that he did. Into the water her landed. "W-Wait!" Enishi began to realize something rather important, "I CAN'T SWIM!! OMIGOD! I CAN'T SWIM—" But bubbles emerged over his face, the surface bubbling before easing out.
Still in a bit of awe, Shishio turned and said, "I'll be leaving for my office now…"
"….Yeah….you do that…"
"Do we really have to do this…?" Iruki asked.
"Yes!! WE DO! Now—" in cleared her throat, "Two, four, six, eight, who do we appreciate?! BREAK!" Rin charged at Kimora and Ikuri, feeling like an idiot, rose her stick like Rin had instructed and ran after her as well.
"…sense when does the puck come to me…?" Kimora questioned within her own head. She took the end of the scythe and jabbed it into Rin's stomach, the girl fell to the ground as Kimora whacked her again. Ikuri dropped her hockey stick and rose her hands into the air, as if surrendering.
…Much anticipated 5 minutes later…
Shishio rubbed his temples as he pulled his head up from his desk after slamming it repetitively by once more seeing Rin in his office, "Do I eve need to ask…?" he asked somewhat bluntly.
"IKURI-KUN DID IT!" Rin shouted almost interrupting the powerful Mummy.
"My, my…" Shishio started, pretending to play along, "First ditching now gaining up on our PE aid?"
Ikuri sighed. She could care less at this moment.
"PUNISH HER MAKOTO!"
"After school Detention for Ikuri-kun…and Rin, lunch with the lunch lady you're so fond of."
"WHAT?! NOOOOOO!!!" Rin wailed.
"Now go, both of you." Shishio ordered, waving his hand to dismiss them. The two began to rise and walk out of the class, "Oh—Ikuri-kun," Ikuri turned, "at least try to stay out of trouble." Ikuri sighed and walked out.
After a few moments of mindlessly spinning around in his …well, spinny chair, he nearly jumped to see a new item placed on his desk. There sat a lawn gone, staring directly at him.
"What the hell you lookin' at—fo'!" It said. Shishio stared intensely at it. Time to start the ever so educational conversation with an inanimate object.
…comments…
Sorry to cut it short…
Here's the spoiler!
Spolier:
"SHISHIO-SAMA! I DRANK THE LAST BOTTLE OF WINE!"
:End Spoiler
End Chapter.
-this is a dance without the steps-
.:Kurai Hinoiri-