A/N: Hey guys! I'm still alive and kicking! So I've been away for awhile, because school's been a pain in the freakin' neck, so I needed to get away from fanfiction for awhile. Also, on a side note, Savior is still in the process of being written, so look forward to that. I decided to focus on my lower chapter fanfics, seeing as I want to give all of my fanfics equal attention. Anyways, here's the new chapter, so I won't bore you with anything irrelevant.
Enjoy!
IS Academy, Class 1-1:
Ichika sighed as he sat in class waiting for his brother to come back. According to Chifuyu, Kazuo had went to Arena 6 to, "stretch his wings," she had quoted. Ichika shook his head with a small smile. He knew that his brother was quiet, yet he was also quite the thrill-seeker. 'Knowing him,' Ichika thought, 'he's probably doing evasive maneuvers with an invisible enemy.'
Ichika turned to look out of the window, and low and behold, over Arena 6, Kazuo was doing barrel rolls, swan dives and large backwards loops. Ichika let out a short bark of laughter, startling a few of the other students who were looking at him. He turned to them sheepishly and apologized. "Sorry."
A few of the girls just waved off the apology, while a few others gave him the most charming smiles that they could muster, in hopes of garnering his attention. However, the action was for naught, as Ichika turned away to the window again. This drew a few groans and frustrated sighs from the girls, but they left him alone.
Meanwhile, in Ichika's head, he was chuckling to himself. 'I called it. Who called it? This guy!'
Chifuyu was quietly observing her youngest brother from the corner of the classroom. She let loose a silent chuckle as she recognized the look on his face. 'What an idiot,' she thought with mirth, before turning away and walking out of the room.
IS Academy, Arena 6:
Kazuo landed feet-first on the ground, causing the floor underneath him to cave in and a large amount of dust kick up. Kazuo swiped at the dirt covering his visor. For a few minutes, the dust hid him from the world, before settling down and revealing his IS. The sleek black frame shined in the sunlight filtering through the arena's energy shield
'The shield seems a little weak to me. I wonder how many shots it would take to bring it down?' Kazuo thought as he stared at the nearly invisible barrier. He summoned a black rifle and aimed it at the shield. The rifle it self was rather bulky, and was weighed down more in the front. The barrel of the rifle was rectangular, but the business end of it was caved in like a delta. There was a green holographic sight tilted forward toward the barrel, and a green button right above the trigger. A silver capsule stood out among the dark coloring of the gun. It was rectangular shaped, and was placed in what one would assume a magazine for a gun would be placed. (A/N: Sleeper Simulant from Destiny. Probably got the description entirely wrong, so... sorry in advance.)
Kazuo pulled the trigger, a red light charging at the end of the barrel, before a large laser about and inch in diameter shot out of the barrel at blinding speeds. The laser impacted the shield, and continued to go straight through it. The energy shield fell, hexagonal plates of energy shattering like glass before flashing out of existence. Kazuo sighed.
"Of course not. They don't stand a chance against military-grade IS weaponry," Kazuo muttered, "Hm... It's not like they've only been using competition-grade weaponry." The last part was added sarcastically. His IS vanished back into IS-Space, and Kazuo walked back to the locker room. Now, originally, they didn't have a boy's locker room made within the Academy. However, with the news of two boys coming to the IS Academy... well... Kazuo had to give the construction crew some credit. Because, man, they built the locker room fast.
He passed his locker without a thought. He hadn't changed into his Sensor Suit, since he can operate in his IS just fine without it. He walked out of the room and to his class. As he walked in the halls, the sun was high in the air outside the window. He sighed. Peaceful times like this were... rare, for Kazuo. Not that he didn't liked the peace and quiet, it was just so foreign to him.
He was walking to his next class after break when he heard the sounds of fast foot steps, and then...
"KAZUO-SAMA!"
"Oof!"
A girl had tackled him to the ground from behind. Kazuo couldn't see the face of the girl that had pinned him, but the voice sounded familiar...
"Wait. Kazuo-sama?" He asked. He turned his head over his shoulder, catching a glimpse of bright pink hair. As he tried to get out of the impossibly strong grip of the girl, he was in thought, trying to discern who this girl was.
'She called me Kazuo-sama, so I might know her. But... the only person I know that has pink hair is...' He thought, before his eyes went as wide as saucers.
"M-Momoka?!" He exclaimed in shock at the revelation. He turned his head over his shoulder again, this time finding her face right next to his.
"You remember! Yay!" Momoka exclaimed excitedly. She then hugged Kazuo tightly, pressing his back against her rather gifted bosom. Kazuo blushed and immediately returned to struggling with her.
"Momoka! Th-They're-!"
Momoka giggled. "I know Kazuo-sama. It's on purpose."
"Wh-Wha?! H-Help me! I'm being- mmph!" As soon as Kazuo began to call for help, a hand clamped tightly over his mouth, stopping him from making any sound other than a few muffled shouts and pleas.
Momoka giggled at Kazuo's misfortune. "Shh. It's okay, Momo will make sure you won't ever get hurt." She whispered into his ear, making Kazuo shiver.
Momoka then proceeded to drag Kazuo away, who helplessly hung from his arms as he was dragged. He wasn't escaping anytime soon.
"H-Help... me... somebody..." He croaked out, before ultimately resigning to his fate.
IS Academy, Classroom 1-1:
Ichika was staring out the window when he saw Kazuo walking through the glass hallway, back to the classroom. He watched him for a few seconds and then gaped when Kazuo was tackled to the ground by a girl with bright pink hair. After a few moments of what seemed like a one-sided struggle, the girl dragged Kazuo back the way he came from. Ichika was about to run out of the class when Chifuyu stopped him in his tracks, an annoyed expression on his face.
"And where do you think you're going?" She asked, a hint of irritation lacing her tone. Ichika hesitantly pointed out the window, to which Chifuyu raised a single eyebrow.
"What are you pointing at?" She questioned.
"S-Some girl just dragged Kazuo-niisan back towards the locker rooms.!" He replied, eyes fully alert. Chifuyu eyes widened comically, and she suddenly rushed to the window. Sure enough, she saw a pair of feet disappear from the hallway door in the direction of the locker rooms.
"Orimura! Come with me!" She called out as she rushed out of the room and to the locker rooms.
"H-Hai!" Ichika soon scrambled after her.
IS Academy, Hallways:
Chifuyu was sprinting down the hall at near Mach 2. She reached the boys locker room just in time to hear a shout, one that sounded a male. She burst into the room, slamming the door of it's hinges as she did so. When she stalked into the locker room, she found Kazuo looking at her in surprise as he sat down across from the pink haired girl. Chifuyu was about to throttle the girl until she looked down and saw what the two were holding in their hands.
(SLASH)
Kazuo looked back to the handheld gaming device in his hand in shock. Then he pointed at the pink-haired girl accusingly. "You cheater! I thought this was going to be a fair game!"
The girl giggled before sending an innocent look Kazuo's way. "But Kazuo-sama, it was fair. I just took advantage of you being distracted! Remember what you taught me? 'Never take your eyes off of the enemy'? Hmm?" She asked.
Kazuo sputtered, before he sighed and hung his head.
"I guess I did, didn't I? Good job. But I still want a rematch! That is the only game I've lost between the two of us!" Kazuo exclaimed.
Meanwhile, Chifuyu was staring at the two interacting with each other, mouth agape. She growled before walking over to Kazuo, (who was posing for some odd reason), and proceeded to smack him upside the head.
(WHACK)
"Gah! What was that for?!" He questioned, nursing the spot where he had been struck. He looked at Chifuyu while crying anime tears. It was pretty funny, especially to Ichika as he ran into the locker room.
"Kaz! Kaz, are you- BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He laughed hysterically after seeing Kazuo crying anime tears. He looked absolutely ridiculous!
Kazuo saw Ichika laughing, and looked to Chifuyu, all anime tears vanishing from his face. Chifuyu nodded, and together, they closed in on their younger brother.
Said younger brother, however, was still oblivious to the incoming danger. "HAHAHAHAHAHAhahahahaha... ha?" The last laugh was unsure, and rather nervous as he saw the demonic eyes of his siblings.
"Um..."
(BAM!)
(BAM!)
And two fist slammed simultaneously into Ichika's skull.
The boy crumpled to the floor, unconscious.
Later, IS Academy, Class 1-1:
Ichika sat in class rubbing his head, sending small glares towards his brother, who was sitting next to him looking rather bored. 'Of course, he must already know all of this. He was one of "them" after all.' Ichika thought.
Kazuo caught one of Ichika's glares and responded with a small smirk, barely noticeable to his classmates, and only visible to Ichika.
Ichika grunted before looking back to the front. He almost choked on his own saliva as he saw the amount of notes on the holographic board. 'There's no way that there were that many words on the board five seconds ago!' He exclaimed in his thoughts. He scrambled to catch up, typing the notes into the built-in desk computer as fast he possibly could.
He managed to finish right before Chifuyu changed slides. Ichika sighed. 'I gotta pay more attention. That was close.'
"Orimura!" Chifuyu called out to Ichika, who had been spacing out for a few seconds.
"H-Hai!'
(WHACK!)
"...uuggh." Ichika fell off of his chair and onto the floor, a thick red vertical line indicating where a thick attendance book had smacked him. The leather-covered book fell down to the floor with a thud, and Ichika slowly looked up to see Chifuyu. Although, he did see a little-
(WHACK!)
"Ugh... again?" Ichika moaned from the floor as Chifuyu's heel came down on his head. 'Good thing she was wearing her boots today... I don't want to imagine what would've happened if she had been wearing her high heels.' He thought with a shudder.
"What were you doing, spacing out in the middle of class?" Chifuyu questioned, her attendance book, somehow back in her hand, poised high above her head for a lethal downward strike.
"N-Nothing... Just a little behind while taking notes, is all." Ichika replied nervously, holding his hand up in a surrender position.
Chifuyu raised an eyebrow before smirking. "If that's the case, then shouldn't be doing the exact opposite of spacing out? Or are you complaining about the locker room?"
Ichika looked away, refusing to answer, to which Chifuyu laughed before returning to her strict behavior and smacking Ichika lightly on the head with the attendance book.
"Get back on your seat and pay attention, or you'll be joining the extracurricular courses with your idiot of a brother over there." She chided, gesturing to Kazuo who merely stuck his tongue out at her.
Chifuyu gave a small huff of annoyance before returning to the front and resuming her lesson.
Kazuo smiled before giving Ichika a small thumbs up.
Ichika sighed at his childishness.
For the remainder of class, Ichika kind of spaced out. Paying enough attention to the board to copy down notes, but not focused enough to hear what his sister was saying. He drifted off into his own thoughts as he copied down something about 'Synthetic Gravity Theory'. He saw out of the corner of his eye that his sister had gone up to the main podium up front.
"...so, any volunteers?" She had asked as soon as Ichika started to pay attention.
"I nominate Kazuo-kun!" Someone from the back said.
A girl from the seat diagonally left of Ichika's stood up and pointed at him. "I nominate Ichika-kun!" She stated, before sitting back down in her chair.
Having no idea what was going on, Ichika leaned towards Kazuo and whispered to him. "What is this about?" He asked. Ichika doubted Kazuo heard him though, seeing as the class had broken down into a yelling debate between Kazuo and Ichika.
Surprisingly though, at least to Ichika, Kazuo had heard him and leaned towards his brother. "They're nominating us for class representative. Sad thing is, we don't get to have a say."
"EH?!"
Needless to say, Ichika did not like that idea.
A/N: Sorry that this chapter is a little shorter than the last one, but I needed to get this out of the way fast because of schoolwork. Dear goodness, I swear that homework was originally created JUST FOR TORTURE. Anyway, I'll see you guys soon, IU13 signing out.
(P.S. Did you notice the use of the horizontal lines? I'm writing this from my laptop, even though I normally write my stories on my iPad. Do you guys want me to continue using the lines for line breaks?)