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Chapter 4: I'm A Fucking Saint!
(AN: this chapter will only be in 1st POV for the beginning)
My eyes open to a white ceiling above me, and, for a moment, I'm confused. I slept in the bottom bunk at my dorm so I was shocked to see a ceiling and not my roommate's bed when I opened my eyes. But all makes sense again as I reach for my alarm clock to turn it off; that's right, I no longer go to Hakuryo Senior High, in fact, starting today I will be attending Deimon High school. Memories started flooding my brain as I sit up in bed. The most vivid of which was my conversation with Gen-nii the night before.
'He was really pissed at me for not telling him about my transfer or why I was kicked out of Hakuryo and , yeah, he had every right to be pissed so I can't be upset about that but, the way he talked about it really made me feel guilty. At least we ended on good terms so everything should be ok today.'
I finally decided to get out of bed and was grabbing a towel for my shower when I caught a glimpse of something from my window. Leaning against the windowsill I realized that what I had seen was two of Deimon's linemen standing outside of my neighbor's house.
'Hm? Oh yeah, my neighbor is one of the linemen and so are these two, shit, what were their names? Jumonji is the one who's my neighbor and also happens to have a pretty nice ass. I think the one with the glasses is Toganou and the other one is Kuroki.They're probably waiting for Jumonji to go to morning practice. Oh what do you know, there he is, yeah he's pretty cute alright, eh? He looks pretty pissed and he just slammed the door, arguments this early in the morning huh, that sucks. Well at least he'll be able to take out his aggression at school…ah shit speaking of which I gotta hurry up and get in the shower. Gen-nii is right; I really do have to stop all my daydreaming.'
It was 5 minutes before the first bell rang at Deimon, and Tsuki was running to the main office. Indeed her daydreaming had held her back quite a bit. She made it to the office moments before the bell rang and, after catching her breath, spoke to the woman at the front desk.
"Hello, I'm the new transfer student, Morita Tsuki, I'm here to get my schedule and I was told someone would show me to my classroom."
The little old lady looked up at her from behind really thick glasses and gave her a gentle smile before speaking.
"Oh yes dear, I've heard about you, my aren't you pretty, now lets see here-ah yes here it is now you can just have a seat right over there and wait for your escort to arrive."
Tsuki gave the old lady a really warm smile, but no sooner had the woman spoken that the office door opened once again to reveal Hiruma, Musashi, and Kurita. Tsuki grinned and ran to the 2nd years giving each a hug in greeting. Tsuki also couldn't help but notice that the woman had not seemed intimidated or frightened in the least of the infamous blond demon standing in the office. She merely kept a gentle smile on her face as she said goodbye to the new student.
"Well then goodbye dear, have fun in all your classes. And you three look after her well you hear."
Kurita and Musashi both nodded in response to the old woman's request, Hiruma, however, actually answered her saying, "Che fucking old lady who are you ordering around? This brat is too much trouble to look after; she doesn't know how to behave. Ke ke ke ke."
The lady just smiled, and Tsuki had the feeling that she knew her Hiru-nii's ways and that is why she wasn't scared. She thanked the woman and bid her farewell, following the older boys out into the hallway.
"That lady was really nice, I kinda liked her. But anyways, I'm glad it's you three that are showing me to my class, but…Gen-nii, what the hell happened to your hair?"
Tsuki was of course referring to the Mohawk that Musashi was now sporting instead of the buzz cut from the game before. He was about to answer her question before Hiruma interjected.
"It was punishment for the fucking old man for taking so long to come back. So me and the fucking fatty took him to get a hair cut that would intimidate the other players."
She gave Hiruma a blank stare before bursting into laughter. Her cousin scratched the inside of his ear, seeing as how there was somewhat of an awkward and embarrassing atmosphere given off by the first year girl, who was now getting a hold of herself and talking again.
"Well I don't know if it's exactly intimidating or not, but I guess you deserved it ne Gen-nii. But I can't believe that you would be a part of this plan too Kuri-nii, it's very unlike you."
The much bigger 2nd year twiddled his fingers, a habit he shared with the girl when he felt nervous.
"W-well, Hiruma-san didn't really tell me where we were going just that we were going with Musashi so I went but I didn't know it would end up like this."
She grinned up at the gentle giant before turning once more to her cousin, "So, Gen-nii, what do you think of your new look?"
"I definitely don't look like a high school student anymore that's for sure."
She laughed again at Musashi's assumption that he had actually looked like a high school student before the Mohawk, and then stopped walking when she realized that the three second years had already stopped at a door behind her. They let her know that it would be her new classroom and each giving his own good-bye to the girl, they all went off to their own classes. She waved at their retreating forms and walked inside of her classroom.
Upon Tsuki's entrance, a hush spread throughout the classroom. It was only natural, since she had just walked into the class in the middle of their lesson, and, seeing as how no one recognized her, they all stared at her in confused silence. Shifting her weight from one leg to another awkwardly, she turned her attention to her new teacher. He too was silently staring at her, but his look held more annoyance than it did confusion or curiosity. Smiling slightly she began speaking.
"Sorry I'm late, sensei, it seems I got a little lost on the way here, I'm the new transfer student."
Her words seemed to have made a light bulb turn on in the middle aged man's brain as he now looked at the girl in understanding yet with the same annoyance as before. Nodding in acknowledgement he spoke.
"Yes, I remember now that there would be a new transfer student. Let this be the first and last time you arrive late to class, now you may go ahead and introduce yourself; you will be taking that seat by the window over there, yes yes the third row. Go on now, time is being wasted."
Tsuki couldn't help the visible twitch in her eyebrow at her teacher's words, but, decided getting into an argument with a teacher on her first day wouldn't be the ideal way to start her school year; she instead ignored his attitude and did as she was told. Mustering up a friendly smile, she turned to her new classmates, beginning to introduce herself.
"Hello everyone, I'm Morita Tsuki, I transferred from Hakuryo Senior High school, and I'm really hoping to make my experience at Deimon a good one so, yeah, good to meet all of you and lets get along."
With her introduction out of the way Tsuki began making her way to her newly assigned seat, all the while paying closer attention to her classmates' faces. She outwardly grinned when she recognized some of the members from the Devil Bat's team and noticed that her seat was located right next to their group. Once seated she spoke to them in a hushed tone, not wanting to further ruin her image for her new sensei.
"Well, isn't this a pleasant surprise. You guys remember me right? I'm Musashi's cousin Tsuki. Don't tell me who you are, I can guess."
She pointed first, to the nervous boy seated right in front of her, "You're Sena right?"
A nervous nod was her reply and she grinned at her success. She turned next to the boy seated behind her; he was a very dramatic sort of guy who somehow managed to extend his leg above his head while still seated in his desk. Giggling at his actions she gave her guess to who he was.
"I'm going to say that you are Taki right? What was it they called you yesterday, The Gentle Prince Idiot?"
Laughing heartily then speaking in exaggerated gestures, the blond gave his own introduction.
"Why yes, mademoiselle Tsuki, it is I the Gentle Prince! And it is my honor to meet you, for only a man such as me, blessed by the Gods could have had the good fortune of having you as a classmate."
Another giggle passed through Tsuki's lips before an eraser made a B-line straight to Taki's forehead and the teacher told him to shut up and pay attention. Everyone either snickered or dead panned at Taki's now sobbing form, which was of course all for the sake of being dramatic and over the top. Once the class settled itself again, Tsuki turned to the person sitting right next to her, smiling she guessed at his identity.
"Now, I know that you're a lineman, but I can't seem, for the life of me, to remember your name. Oh! I know, you're Komusubi-kun right?"
A very offended 'Haa?' was the response from the tough looking blond next to her. However, Tsuki merely grinned at the vein of irritation that had popped up on his forehead. Chuckling at his naïveté, she again spoke, waving a hand at him in a dismissive manner; quite like she did to her cousin the day before.
"Now, now, don't be angry. I was only teasing, I know that you're Jumonji. I mean it would be rude if I had forgotten my neighbor's name so soon right?"
Tsuki loved the way a very light blush dusted itself on his cheeks at her words. He knew that she was teasing him, but, nonetheless, Jumonji couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed when she spoke to him. He chose to answer her with his eyes averted from her mocking gaze, so that he didn't feel more uncomfortable than he already did.
"Feh, confusing me with that guy, well at least now I know that you like to trick people it's no wonder you call Hiruma your brother."
She merely grinned again in response. She could see he was smart, since he already saw the similarities between Hiruma and herself, and not to mention that he had a samurai-esque air about him that reminded her of Musashi. With all these things running through her mind, Tsuki felt she wanted to know as much as she could about her new neighbor. Little did she know, that as she thought about getting better acquainted with him, Jumonji was thinking the exact same thing. Tsuki was somewhat of a mystery to him, a mystery that he wanted to solve by getting to know her more. He could tell that the person she was presenting to others wasn't the real her, or, at least not in its entirety. They both feigned attention to the lesson being taught as their minds pondered over each other's existence, taking glances at one another from time to time…
And so Tsuki's first day of school at Deimon ended. Her teachers were decent, and she found her new classmates easy to get along with. Although she didn't have any of the Amefuto members in any of her classes except the first one. She had to refuse an offer made by her brothers to stay for the team's practice, because she had to get home early to see her grandmother. The mention of said woman had brought upon a sickly color to her cousin Musashi's face as he remembered where the old woman had been spending her time.
Now Tsuki found her self making the walk back to her apartment to reunite with her 'Oba-chan'. Once she arrived to her apartment building, she looked around and spotted her grandmother's car parked in front. She thought about how loud the woman usually was and thought she might be taking a nap. Slowly, she ventured up the stairs until she stood before the front door to the apartment. She tried to be as quiet as she could so as to not disturb her Oba-chan. Closing the door behind her she took off her shoes and had barely taken two steps into the apartment when something hit her from behind, making her fall unceremoniously to the floor. Rubbing the spot on her head where she had been struck, Tsuki looked up at her attacker, glaring slightly at them as she did so.
A cackle made its way across the room as a woman who didn't seem to be older than her late 40's looked down at the still glaring Tsuki. Huffing in an annoyed sort of way the younger girl made her way to her feet, scolding who could only be her grandmother as she did so.
"Baka Oba-chan! That hurt! What kind of greeting is that anyway? Weren't you the one always saying that only cowards attacked from behind? Che, what does that say about you then? That you're a coward and a hypocrite? OW!"
Tsuki stood rubbing furiously at what she was sure was a growing bump on her head. Her last remark had earned her a particularly hard whack on the head from her grandma.
"You little brat, just who do you think you're talking to? Coward my ass, hmph, the nerve of brats now a days."
The woman turned away and walked towards the kitchen, Tsuki then stood staring at her grandmother, rolling her eyes at how the woman hadn't even tried to dismiss the accusations of being a hypocrite. They both sat down at the kitchen table to eat and get caught up with what went on in the past couple of days. The older woman laughed when Tsuki told her about Deimon's football team and the array of personalities that made it up. A blush spread on her cheeks when her grandma started to ask about her neighbor, Jumonji. The woman had a knack for saying some inappropriate and unnecessary comments when it came to her granddaughter being interested in someone. After getting passed what was for Tsuki a very uncomfortable conversation about flirting and getting the opposite sex's attention, they both headed over to the hospital to pay a visit to Tsuki's uncle…
It was about 9PM, and Tsuki was making her way back to her apartment. Her Oba-chan needed to go buy some groceries so she went on ahead to the apartment. She was passing the last couple of houses that were in front of her apartment building when she heard what seemed to be an argument from inside Jumonji's house. She stared at the two figures fighting in the window, identifying one to be Jumonji, and the other she assumed was his father. The voices grew louder as the argument intensified.
"You need to stop hanging with such trash! What good comes from sticking around people like that huh? Nothing that's what! You'd do well to just dispose of them like the pieces of vermin that they are!"
" What the fuck do you know! You don't even know them so how the FUCK can you say that they're trash huh? If anyone around here is fucking trash it's you! People like you are the biggest pieces of shit! Fuck this shit, I'm out of here, don't fucking expect me to come back tonight."
Then Tsuki flinched as she saw the door was flung open and watched as a very angry Jumonji stormed out of his house and slammed the door closed behind him. He made an abrupt stop, however, when he saw her standing there. She stood with a deer in the headlights sort of look, realizing that she had just pretty much been eavesdropping on an argument that was private and very personal. Jumonji stood for another moment or so before he turned away from the girl already walking past her when he was stopped by the sound of her voice. He didn't turn to look at her though, he just stood there waiting for her to say something. But Tsuki didn't really know what to say, she had stopped him without realizing it and so she just started saying whatever started popping into her head.
"I….I was just, look I didn't mean to hear anything I was just walking home from seeing my uncle and just happened to hear. I know it's none of my business but…if it means anything, I think you're an amazing person, and so are Toganou and Kuroki, maybe it'll just take longer for everyone to realize that."
She shifted her weight from one leg to the other and twiddled her fingers in an awkward and nervous gesture when the boy still stood with his back turned to her, almost as if he hadn't even heard what he said. After another couple of moments though he finally turned his head back , a deep scowl etched into his features. He looked straight into her eyes, and Tsuki felt a jolt run through her body as that intense gaze fixated itself on her. His voice was low and the pace was slow, like he had thought about every word before he said it.
" I would say that you were right, that this isn't any of your business, but I would only be taking my anger out on you, and that wouldn't be fair to you. I don't really know what to say though, a lot of things are going through my head right now but I do appreciate what you said about Toganou and Kuroki, so thanks. I think I'm gonna go for a walk now so I'll see you at school tomorrow, bye."
He turned back around once he had finished talking and was already walking away when he felt a hand tug at his elbow. He turned and raised an eyebrow at Tsuki, not exactly sure why she had stopped him a second time.
Her body moved with a will of its own and before she knew it Tsuki had her hand around his elbow and was once again looking into the eyes of Jumonji Kazuki, but his gaze held less intensity than it had just a few moments ago and more curiosity but, he wasn't the only one confused. Tsuki didn't really know why she stopped Jumonji from walking away, but she had this feeling in her gut that if she let him go, something bad would happen and so she instinctively grabbed his elbow, never being one to ignore her gut feeling. She was frantically trying to think of something to say to the boy, but since her mind was in a panic she blurted out what she had actually felt before she could stop herself. A blush stained her cheeks when she realized jus what she had said.
"I just, don't think you should be alone right now so-so-so let me go with you ok! Just so that my mind is at ease."
Her blush reddened to that of a tomato in color when she saw the bewildered expression of her neighbor. A tense and awkward silence had followed and Tsuki was about to sputter out an embarrassed apology when Jumonji started talking again, a light blush had also taken form on his face; he rubbed the back of his head and didn't meet her gaze as he spoke.
"Well, if you feel so strongly about it, I mean-well, uh, damn it! I mean it's ok if you come!"
Had Hiruma been around he would've been able to get great blackmail material, what with both Tsuki and Jumonji standing in the middle of the street, Tsuki grabbing Jumonji by the elbow and both of them blushing like mad.
Tsuki looked up at him for a moment, taking in what he had said, then she nodded her head yes and let go of his elbow falling in line with him as he started to walk ahead of her. They walked in awkward silence for a while, neither of them knowing what to say. But as time passed by, the awkward silence had turned into a comfortable one, and they were now walking side by side as if it came naturally. But Tsuki still wondered about the argument itself, and turning to face Jumonji for the first time since they started walking together, she decided to ask him directly.
" Hey, Jumonji, I don't know if I'm out of line to ask this but…how, I mean why is it so bad that you hang around with Toganou and Kuroki?"
Jumonji stopped walking and turned to look at her, a scowl had once again formed on his face, but it wasn't as intense or angry as before. He stayed quite for a moment longer, then answered her question.
" Well, I guess I should start by saying that I used to not be such a good guy. Hell the only reason the three of us even joined the team was because of a threat from Hiruma. You know we used to bully Sena and make him run errands for us? We were jackasses yeah, but my old man doesn't realize that we've changed. He blames Toganou and Kuroki for everything and keeps insisting that I stop hanging out with them. That's not gonna' happen though, not anytime soon, I don't give a damn what he thinks."
Tsuki stared up at him, his eyes held a fiery determination in them and she found that she respected the boy even more now. She smiled up at him, admiring his loyalty to his friends and his willingness to stand up to his father for them.
Jumonji mirrored her smile, he found that he enjoyed the girl's company, she was cool to hang around with. He realized that this was an opportunity for him to get to know her as well and so asked a question of his own.
" Oi, you said at the game last time that you're living with your grandma right? How come?"
Tsuki's smile immediately faded from her face and she stared up with wide eyes at Jumonji. He immediately realized that he had stepped over his boundaries and immediately began apologizing."
" Ah, shit! Sorry I shouldn't have said anything, you don't have to say anything, just forget I said anything, damn it I fucked up."
He felt guilty for asking such a personal question and thought that Tsuki had become offended at it, but was surprised when she turned up to him with a small smile.
" No, Jumonji-kun, you shouldn't feel bad, you just caught me by surprise, I can tell you if you want."
A concerned expression formed on his face as he stared down at her. " If you don't feel comfortable telling me you don't have to. We can just forget about it."
Tsuki shook her head at him trying to convince him that it was alright. He saw the stubborn look in her eyes and relaxed his face, nodding at her in defeat.
" But if you don't feel like continuing you don't have to, you can just say the basics."
She smiled again, appreciating his concern for her, and blushed lightly when she saw his worried expression. They sat down on a street corner, and she started telling her story.
" Well, when I was about 5, my parents were in this big car crash. I had been with Oba-chan at the time and when the police came that night to tell us what happened, I remember it being the only time that I've ever seen Oba-chan cry. Of course everyone thought I would stay with Gen-nii and his parents, but Oba-chan said no. She said that my uncle couldn't afford another mouth to feed and that she would take me in. It's been about ten years since then and I've been living with Oba-chan this whole time. You know she's more foul mouthed than Hiru-nii is? And she's the one who's taught me how to fight and look after myself. She's a fiesty old hag that's for sure. But, I'm glad she's there, it's because she is the way she is that I got through everything…Shit, sorry Jumonji-kun, gah, look at me, crying over that stupid hag, if she were here she'd probably kick my ass. A-ah don't look I hate crying infront of peo-oof!"
Tsuki didn't have time to finish her sentence because she had been pulled into a warm embrace by Jumonji. He held her to his chest, with her arms pinned between the both of them. At first, Tsuki thought about pulling away from him, but when she felt his warm breath against her ear all movements ceased.
" You don't have to be ashamed to cry, like this no one can see you and I don't mind getting my shirt wet so don't worry."
His words had made her tense, then, feeling that she could trust the boy who had her wrapped up in his arms she buried her face into his chest and clutched at his shirt, letting her tears fall openly, and for the first time in ten years she didn't care who saw her cry.
Jumonji's hold on the girl tightened when he felt her clutch at his shirt, his heart aching at the sound of her quiet sobs. He whispered soothing words to her and reassured her that she would be ok. They stayed like that for a while, even after Tsuki had stopped crying. But finally after releasing her hold on his shirt, Tsuki lifted her head from his chest and locked eyes with Jumonji, a bright red blush adorning her features as she did so.
" Thank you," was all she said but neither made a move to pull away from each other.
It wasn't that Jumonji couldn't let go of the girl in his arms, it's that he wouldn't let her go. He was aware that he had only known her for two days, but seeing her completely vulnerable infront of him had affected the teen in a way he couldn't rationally explain. Her amber colored eyes called out to him and her smaller frame felt right wrapped up in his arms. He didn't know what the hell was going on but he liked it.
Tsuki, on the other hand, was having a mini panic attack within herself. Her heart was beating frantically and she could feel the intensity of the blush on her face. She didn't like how flustered she felt at the moment, she was fighting with herself about being in Jumonji's arms, because a part of her was saying that she really did like being held by him and comforted by him, but she didn't want to admit that to herself. After finally being able to think rationally, Tsuki made a move to pull away from Jumonji but couldn't, because when she had, his hold on her tightened and she was forced to stay still.
Their eyes met and Tsuki could no longer find it in herself to resist him. Her breath hitched when she felt his breath against her lips, realizing that they were only centimeters away from kissing each other.
' What the hell am I doing? I should push away, because I definitely don't want to kiss him…I don't, because I mean why would I right? I mean who cares that he's hot, and warm, and I can feel his defined muscles because of the way he's holding me. And so what if his lips look kissable…so very kissable, yeah so what? I can pull away I can. Oh god, he's nuzzling my nose with his, this is too much, the bastard knows what he's doing. Ah fuck it! One kiss can't hurt right?'
Having thrown away her inhibitions, Tsuki's eyes began to flutter closed .Jumonji saw this as a sign of permission and he leaned in to close the tiny gap between them. But they both jumped about ten feet high when they heard someone behind them. Said person succeeding in scaring the shit out of them.
" Tsuki! I'm so proud of you! You finally found yourself a boyfriend. And he's cute too, good job kid, oh I could just cry seeing you so grown up. Soon you'll be going behind my back to go be with your boyfriend and then I'll became a great grandmother!"
Tsuki had a horrified expression when she realized just who had caught them almost kissing. The older woman stood, waterfall tears streaming down her face as she went on about the possibility of having great grandchildren. A groan of annoyance came from the still flustered and embarrassed girl on the curb and Jumonji could only look at the two in utter confusion. Finally coming out of her episode, Tsuki's grandma spoke again, this time to him.
" What lack of manners the little brat has right? I am her grandmother, Morita Chiaki. It is a pleasure to meet my Tsuki's boyfriend."
He blinked up at the woman, still confused, but decided that not saying would be rude. He was going to respond to the woman when Tsuki shot up next to him, face bright red as she flailed her arms and yelled at her grandma.
" OI! Fucking hag! He's not my boyfriend! So stop saying stupid shit, I'm so sorry about this psychopath, Jumonji. Don't listen to anything she says, she's a crazy old hag-OW! Again! What the hell is with you and whacking my head? Jesus, stupid hag."
A vein appeared the older woman's forehead and a demonic aura enveloped her frame. Jumonji visibly paled but Tsuki seemed unphased by the woman's attitude.
" Little brat, don't go talking about me like that to your future husband! What was your name dear? Jumonji…"
" Uh, Jumonji Kazuki ma'am it's uh nice to meet you."
The boy was now also standing and was scratching the back of his head in slight embarrassment. He looked over at the shorter girl next to him as she let out another groan when her grandmother had called him her future husband. Tsuki made a shooing motion at the woman and turned to him again.
" Ano, Jumonji-san, I think it's time that we go, uh are you going back?"
" Nah, I'll just go over Kuroki's house he lives two blocks away, thanks for everything though. I'll see you at school. Goodbye, Oba-san it was nice to meet you."
Tsuki smiled and nodded her head in acknowledgement before she started walking the opposite way.
" Yeah, bye, I'll see you around. Oi! Hag, lets go."
The two started walking away, but not before Jumonji and Tsuki gave each other one last smile and wave farewell.
Jumonji couldn't help but laugh when he could hear the women arguing as they made their way to their home.
" Why didn't you kiss him goodbye! He's cute, you shouldn't let this one go."
" Shut the hell up! What do you know damn hag just shut up and keep walking."
" Are you mad because I interrupted the kiss? And what do you mean what do I know? I do have a boyfriend brat so I know plenty."
" Tch, you know plenty about being a flirt, that's what you know, what is this the third boyfriend in a month? There's no way in hell I'm taking advice from a ridiculous flirt like you."
" What the hell are you talking about brat! I'm a fucking saint!"
I would like to end by saying how VERY VERY sorry I am for taking 3 fucking weeks to post this. I hope that the length of the chapter itself makes up for it a little and I SWEAR the next one will be out soon. A lot sooner than this one at least :D
Thank you so much for reading and once again SORRY!(Maybe you'll all feel better knowing it's 4AM and I'm posting this)