So…here we meet again.
Chapter 4
Fuyuko and Yamiko ran out of the school building, bursting with laughter. Tsuna, Yamamoto, and Gokudera were following right behind them. They rounded the back of the building to hide while the other students rushed out of the school that was supposedly on fire.
"Did you see his face? It was priceless!" Fuyuko gripped her sides laughing uncontrollably.
"That's such a dangerous thing to do. Turning on the fire alarm? You are so insane." Yamiko gasped for breath, trying to contain her unstoppable giggles.
Tsuna stared at the girls in disbelief. How can they be laughing like this? Don't they understand Hibari-san's going to kill them now?
Yamiko wiped a few tears of laughter before turning to the guys. "Sorry we pulled you guys into this. I guess we should formally introduce ourselves." She bowed as she spoke, "Hi, I'm Fujisaki Yamiko; Chinese heritage and born in America, a new foreign exchange student here."
Tsuna and Yamamoto also bowed in return.
"A-ah, I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi," Tsuna nervously spoke.
"Yamamoto Takeshi! Nice to meet you!"
"Tch, Gokudera Hayato, Juudaime's right hand man," Gokudera muttered, refusing to bow.
Yamiko happily addressed them. "Eto… How about Tsu-kun, Yama-kun, and Goku-chan?"
"Why the hell am I the only with 'chan' attached to the end?" the silver-headed boy fumed while Yamiko giggled silently.
Fuyuko stifled a yawn. "I am Fujisaki Fuyuko, Korean but born in the states." I'm getting tired of introducing myself.
"Oi! How can you act so rudely to Juudaime? Bow!" Gokudera barked.
A vein pulsed on Fuyuko's forehead. You stupid kid, if I wasn't undercover right now I would have you down on your knees begging for mercy this instant! "Excuse me? I'm pretty sure I'm the oldest here. If anyone, you guys should all bow to me! Learn your Japanese customs correctly, brat."
"Why you—!"
"C-calm down, Gokudera," Tsuna tried to control his friend's temper.
Gokudera unwillingly backed down. "Fine, but only because Juudaime says so."
"A-ano, what are we going to do now?" Tsuna asked nervously.
Yamiko hesitantly responded, "If we go back in right now there's no kidding what might happen to us. But then again, knowing Fuyuko she must have planned this far."
The four of them turned to Fuyuko who was staring at the wall that encircled the whole school. It was four feet and ten inches high, three inches shorter than Fuyuko.
"Let's play hooky." Fuyuko suggested.
Tsuna's jaw dropped down and Yamiko face-palmed, shaking her head.
"Sounds like fun!" Yamamoto commented.
Tsuna's face grew pale. "B-but if we skip, Hibari-san's going to kill us!"
"I never said you had to come." Fuyuko tapped her foot impatiently. "Besides, even if you stay here you're going to get killed anyways. Might as well prolong the short life you have."
"How dare you speak to Juudaime that way?" Gokudera shouted.
Fuyuko shrugged. "Whatever, do what you want. I'm leaving."
The group snuck back into the building to get their school bags, caving in to Fuyuko's delinquent suggesting. They came back out and Fuyuko walked back to the wall.
She pushed herself up on the wall and swung over with one hand. She winced and her arm weakened, making her fall down on the other side. She sat there, her butt in the gravel as she held her limp arm.
Yamiko ran over and leaned over the wall. "Are you okay?"
The others walked over and Fuyuko looked up at them. "Do I look okay?"
"Is it broken?" Yamiko asked worriedly.
Fuyuko felt her arm. "Nah, probably just bruised the bone. Thanks to that anti-social sadist."
"Should we go to the hospital or something?" Tsuna asked.
"No, it's not like they're going to do much. I just need to ice it and maybe bandage it…" Fuyuko commented. "I guess I should go raid the nurse's office."
She stood up and faced the wall. How am I supposed to get over this stupid wall?
Yamiko let out a stream of laughter, sensing the other girl's hesitation. "Can't get over?"
Fuyuko scowled. Now, if I break this wall down, I'm pretty sure my 'just a regular student' image will fly out the window. Plus I'll have a rabid prefect chasing after me. Well I could just to a hand less backward flip over it. She looked down at herself. I'm wearing a skirt. I swear it's the most inconvenient type of clothing ever. How are you supposed to fight without flashing anyone?
She groaned and mulled over the rest of her options. Climbing a tree was out of her source of possibilities since her arm was busted.
While she was thinking, Yamiko chuckled. "You know you could just have Yama-kun lift you up, since he's tall enough."
Fuyuko looked at Yamiko stubbornly. "No, I don't need help."
"Oh please." Yamiko rolled her eyes. "Don't go into your 'I can manage by myself' mode.
Fuyuko spread out a murderous aura and returned to glaring at the wall.
Sighing, Yamiko faced Yamamoto and mouthed, 'Just pull her over.'
He nodded cheerfully and reached over the wall, which was easy for him considering his height. Fuyuko, too busy staring down the wall, didn't notice him until he grabbed her waist to pull her over.
She shouted in protest as he was lifting her. "Hey! Pervert, let me go!"
She was quickly swung over and landed on the other side safely. Then she fixated a glare on Yamamoto who chuckled nervously.
He pointed guiltily at Yamiko. "She said to…"
Fuyuko sighed and smacked Yamiko on the head with her unhurt arm. "Don't go around giving people permission to do things."
"Hey, where you going?" Yamiko asked as Fuyuko walked away.
Fuyuko called over her shoulder. "To raid the nurse's office, duh."
"Do you even know where it is?" Yamiko asked as she was answered by silence. She sighed and turned toward the guys. "Can you guys show us the way?"
Tsuna hesitantly agreed so the five of them carefully made their way over to the nurse's office trying to avoid Hibari's patrols. Gokudera knew that it probably wasn't a good idea to bring the two girls to the nurse but he wanted to see how things played out. During the scene with Hibari, Fuyuko and Yamiko had shown some impressive moves but the silver-headed teen didn't want to say anything yet.
Tsuna guided the troop to the office's window. Fuyuko and Yamiko scrutinized the window's lock and in a second, Yamiko picked it open.
Tsuna looked at her in surprise. "Eh? How did you do that?"
"Just picked up a few tricks here and there." Yamiko nervously spoke. I learned it from your dad, Tsuna, but I can't exactly tell you that.
Inside, they found a classic nurse's office: green curtains, glass paneled cabinets filled with medicine, and three cots for injured people.
"I don't think the nurse is here right now." Yamiko looked around.
A deep, matured voice cut in. "Hello ladies."
Fuyuko and Yamiko whipped around to see a man in his mid-thirties trying to flirt with them. The two simultaneously kicked him where 'the sun don't shine' and the man doubled over in pain.
Fuyuko recognized the man and narrowed her eyes. Trident Shamal's here? This is annoying.
She turned toward Yamiko. "I didn't hear about this pervert being here."
"We didn't read the files so..."
"Shit, I guess I should read those!" Fuyuko complained, rubbing the back of her neck. "Listen, you prostitute. All we need is some gauze and we'll get out of here."
Shamal thought otherwise. "Aw, you don't have to do that by yourself. After all, I am the nurse."
"Aren't nurses supposed to bewomen?" Fuyuko questioned.
Yamiko shook her head. "Geez, you're so stereotypical, Fuyuko. They can be both."
"Now, now don't be so unfriendly." Shamal winked with his arms wide open, ready to hug the girls. "We're all friends here and potentially more~"
Fuyuko felt a chill of disgust go up her spine and Yamiko looked ready to vomit her organs out. The three forgotten boys knew this wouldn't end well and were about to go help the girls, but their newly made friends both punched Shamal in the stomach. He grunted in pain and the boys looked on in surprise.
A raging, murderous aura rose from the two girls as they glared at Shamal. In merely minutes, they had Shamal begging for mercy, beaten up, and tied to his chair.
"A-ano..." Tsuna stuttered. "Isn't that a bit extreme?"
Fuyuko turned around to look at Tsuna. "Perverts like him deserve this much."
"There goes Fuyuko's hate for rapists, pervs, and the like~! Any perv she meets, she beats up!" Yamiko giggled.
Gokudera sweat-dropped. Why is she giggling while saying something like that?
Yamiko giggled again and patted Shamal on the head. "Now you be a good nurse now, ok?"
"Once a perv, always a perv." Fuyuko scoffed, while searching through cabinets. "Found it."
She took out a roll of bandages and an ice pack from the fridge. She tried to wrap her left arm with great difficulty, scowling at her failed attempt.
Yamamoto chuckled and stepped forward. "Want me to help you?"
Fuyuko shook her head stubbornly as she tried to wrap her arm once more.
"When people offer help, accept it will you?" Yamiko shook her head in disapproval.
Just like before, Yamiko shot Yamamoto a look. In seconds, Fuyuko's arm was nicely wrapped with an ice pack on it. Fuyuko pouted but let it go, knowing Yamiko just wanted the best for her.
"Hey!" Shamal pleaded. "Are you guys planning to untie me?"
Fuyuko smiled scarily at him.
Not good, her sadistic side is activating! Got to leave quickly. Yamiko thought, panicking inwardly. She grabbed Fuyuko's unhurt arm and dragged her out the window, the boys following after. Shamal's cries could be heard from outside but the group ignored him. Fuyuko paced the school grounds, still pissed off at Shamal. Yamiko knew better than to interrupt her fury.
Yamiko looked at the others. "You guys want to come over to our house?" She ignored the glare Fuyuko sent her and smiled toward the guys.
Tsuna reeled back in shock. "Eh? But we only met you today! That would be intruding!"
"No worries~! Besides, our house gets lonely because it's only us two living in it." Yamiko smiled.
Tsuna hesitantly agreed. "Ok…"
"If Juudaime says so…"
Fuyuko sighed and shook her head. There's no stopping Yamiko once she decides something.
And so the five teens went off towards Fuyuko and Yamiko's house.
Once they got to the house, Tsuna, Gokudera, and Yamamoto were amazed by the traditional home. Yamiko laughed at their expressions as they walked inside the house. The three boys had never seen an actual Japanese home in a while.
Tsuna looked around in amazement while Gokudera glared at everything as if something would blow up in their faces. Yamamoto strolled through the garden admiring the landscaping.
"Wow! This place is impressive! How did you guys get such an amazing place?" Yamamoto whistled.
Fuyuko and Yamiko looked at each other. Yamiko stuttered out a lie. "W-we...have connections..."
Yeah, that doesn't sound suspicious at all. Fuyuko thought sarcastically.
Gokudera narrowed his eyes. That's sounds highly suspicious. I must protect Juudaime, there may be bombs set here. You never know when it comes to these two girls. I think they may be more than just two transfer students. Perhaps… unidentified species? I must research some more at home.
The rest of the afternoon passed by as a blur. The group got to get to know each other better and finished up some homework. Later, the younger teens left for dinner.
The three boys thought of their eventful day.
"Do you guys get a feeling that Fuyuko and Yamiko are hiding something?" Tsuna said his thoughts out loud.
Yamamoto agreed. "Yeah, you're hyper intuition is working well!"
Gokudera hummed in agreement not wanting to let Tsuna know what he was thinking. The threesome reached Tsuna's house and said their goodbyes; soon it was just Yamamoto and Gokudera walking.
"Uh oh!" Yamamoto's eyes widened.
"What now, yakyuu-baka?" Gokudera scoffed.
"I kind of left my math book at Fuyuko-sempai and Yamiko-sempai's place."
Gokudera mumbled something incoherent and grabbed Yamamoto by the collar, dragging him off towards the girls' house.
Meanwhile at the Fujisaki's house, the two girls sat outside on the risen wooden platform that encircled their house.
"Ah, man…" Fuyuko complained while rubbing her sore arm. "I'm definitely pummeling that creepy bastard."
Yamiko shook her head and undid Fuyuko's bandage. She thought for a minute and an idea came up to her head, she drew a quick breath.
"Yamiko. I know what you're thinking. That's way too risky." Fuyuko gave a piercing glare.
Yamiko winced. "B-but—"
"Yes, yes, I know. 'I only want to help you.'"
"I have to do this. You never know when someone is going to target Tsuna."
Fuyuko thought a bit, debating in her mind whether or not to take the risk. "...Fine."
Yamiko smiled and went to her room to retrieve her most precious instrument, a piccolo. She walked through the halls and finally arrived at their bedroom. Going over to her school bag, she thought about the risks that she was taking. As long as I don't overdo this.
She puttered back into the garden where they were previously sitting.
Fuyuko placed a hand on the musician's shoulder. "You don't have to do this you know."
Yamiko rolled her eyes at Fuyuko's feeble attempt to change her mind. She closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and started to play Morning Song by Edward Grieg. A yellow glow surrounded Fuyuko as the sweet melody wrapped around them. The vibrato formed by her beautiful playing created little waves of yellow light. Fuyuko sat in contentment, listening to the music as the glow started to center around her injured arm.
Gokudera continued to curse the baseball fanatic as they walked through the neighborhood. It's not like he uses his textbook anyways. Why do I have to go through this because of him?
Yamamoto smiled as he recognized the huge house. "Ok! We're here now!"
They entered the gate and were about to knock on the front door but stopped when they heard Fuyuko's soft voice. "You don't have to do this you know."
It was silent after that, and the two boys didn't want to interrupt whatever was happening. Even though they only met her for a day, they knew Fuyuko's voice never turned soft in front of other people. It was a connection that only the two adopted sisters had.
A soft, beautiful, unfamiliar melody followed and a strange yellow glow was casted in the garden.
Gokudera quickly yanked the taller boy into the bushes. "I have a feeling that we shouldn't be here."
Yamamoto silently agreed, closed his eyes and started to relax to the music. All of a sudden, the boys heard a 'thunk' and the clattering of an object.
"Crap! Yamiko! Gah, why did you overexert yourself?"
A few more curses followed and the boys took this as their cue to leave.
"What do you think happened?" Yamamoto asked as soon as they were out of earshot.
"I have no idea. I don't think that we should mention this to Juudaime or the girls—"
Yamamoto looked at Gokudera in surprise. The silver headed teen never hid anything from his boss.
"—because it would worry Juudaime too much and Fuyuko would personally come and chop off our heads." Gokudera's eyes blazed with an unidentifiable expression.
"Yeah... that's true." I hope he didn't notice that we didn't even get my book.
"So, what are we going to do about your book?"
Yamamoto sweat-dropped and shrugged his shoulders. "Let's just hope that they bring it tomorrow."
And then they each walked back to their own houses, filled with confusion and suspicion.
Secrets are slowly being revealed! Slowly… very, very slowly. I wonder...what was that yellow glow? (*≧▽≦)
R&R