Today we are going to play a nice game of football. And this is here I come into the picture to explain something. In this connection it is not American Football but football, also known as soccer. But where I come from it is known as football, and there's no way I'd change it! No?
Oh yeah, and also the teacher – I might say she's a coach somewhere in the story, but it's just … a P.E. instructor is rather a coach then a teacher. My opinion!
SORRY! If anyone thinks I'm being a racist with this! But I would like to point out, I DO NOT WANT TO HURT ANYONE WITH THIS! I don't think I will, as this is 'comedy' and I mean nothing about it! Therefore, please, no one, do take it to heart!
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Powerful Rikkai Dai
07 – P.E. and Racism?
Sometimes, you certainly did hate P.E.! Sometimes … And today was one of them. You had, so far, been introduced to a handful of sadistic teachers, who were all out to make you cry. But now you had met the worst! The others only buried you in homework, yelled at you for sleeping in class and sent you to the principal's office, twice – and to think this was only your third day in Middle School?! You started missing the good old – safe – elementary school …
But let's return to you ragging down the P.E. instructor. Not only was it a female looking male, but she had the captain's voice – tenfold –, an un-human punch – which you felt up close (she needed a test subject to something) – and the crazy idea that the losers would have to run around school ten times after class. Somewhat, you had this bad feeling you'd end up as the last mentioned …
"Alright! Let's start by warming up with a little football!" She said after having chased out the last girls from the changing-room. You looked around at the rest, spotting people, whom you were positive didn't go in your class. You guessed they were from some of the other freshmen classes and had P.E. together with yours. Just to get some friendship between the youngsters. Since that was the case, you started scouting around for people, you knew.
"Why are you craning your neck?" Riku asked you, interested watching the teacher argue with some 'Barbi'-girls. Apparently, they disagreed with the coach, when it came to physical activity. They thought, it was only boys who were supposed to play, not girls – specially not girls, who had just had their nails done. Riku rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to you. "Hello?"
"Ah?" You looked back at her, nearly giving up in finding a familiar face among hundred of others. "I was just searching."
"Searching?"
"Yes, searching."
"Searching for what?"
"Well, since there are other classes here, I thought someone we knew might be here." You explained, your attention getting caught by the coach, wrestling(?!) with the Barbi-leader.
"That makes sense." Riku nodded, pulling a lot of air down her lungs. "But, do not worry, I'll take it from here!"
"Eh?"
"OI! SEIICHI-KUN! GEN-CHAN!" She smirked at the second name, just thinking about Sanada fretting when hearing it. "Anyone else?" She turned her attention back to you.
"Ya', could you do Strawberry-kun too?"
"Sure- Who?"
"Just someone I met on my way home yesterday."
"Ah. OH YEAH! STRAWBERRY-KUN TOO! GET OVER HERE RIGHT AWAY!"
You glanced at your friend. "Nice lung capacity …" You informed her. "You should try out for the swim team."
But then your attention got drawn to someone else; who was making his way through all of the freshmen, looking rather pissed off. You raised an eyebrow, wondering why. His face was almost red from anger and embarrassment, matching his hair quite well. "D-did you have to call me that in public?" He asked; his face only a few inches from yours – your noses could almost touch.
You only smiled sweetly at him. "Wasn't me, it was my friend who yelled it out!" You flicked his nose-tip. "Guess we are even now!" Then you clapped your hands together, pushing him towards Riku. "And this is the friend; that can easily out-blow the Big Bad Wolf! Riku-chan, meet Strawberry-kun!" His eye twitched, while he exchanged greetings with your friend. But then you started inching closer to Bunta, giving him a seducing smile. He only stared at you.
"What?" He stated bluntly, knowing that you wanted something from him. "What is it that you need?"
You glomped him in a hug, whispering in his ear: "You got any bubblegum, I've run out."
"EH?!" He stared at you, eyes completely open, nearly popping out of their sockets. "You ate thirty packages in one day?!" You shrugged.
"Not alone, my mom helped me out!"
He sighed and messed around in his pockets. Then he pulled out a single piece, hanging it over to you, sighing. Just then Riku drew your attention back to her, as she called out once again, having spotted a buddy – or two. "Seiichi-kun! Gen-chan!" She chuckled, her voice turning into muttering. "Gen-chan … Ha! I never get tired of it …"
And right enough, Yukimura and Sanada both stood in front of you shortly after, both glaring a little at Riku, since they knew it was her, yelling out earlier. "You just had to call me that; didn't you?" Sanada asked, ticked off, referring to Riku. She only burst out in an evil laughter.
"Fufufu, yes, indeed I did!" She said, then completely ignoring him and turned to her beloved cousin in stead. "Seiichi-kun! My love!" She spread out her arms, as if waiting for a hug … a hug that never did come … "Ah …" She lowered them again, but only to find them around you shortly after, trying to turn you away from Bunta and over to your destined partner.
But you went directly past Yukimura and started talking to Sanada. "Gen-chan! Long time no see!"
The three others stared at you.
Riku: Definitely didn't go as planned. You were supposed to jump her cousin, going into fan-girl mode or something. Just anything!
Yukimura: You just ignored him or what?
Bunta: Well …
"That is Gen-chan?" He asked, grinning broadly, looking at Sanada. "That guy?!" You nodded happily, hugging your old friend close, even though he looked … disgusted. "I've seen you at tennis practice – you always look so stern! And to think you got a no-brainer following you, calling you Gen-chan!"
"Yeah! Don't you think it's so funny?!" Riku joined in on the evil laughter.
You only blinked a couple of times, not quite sure what they were talking about. Then you looked up at Sanada, hurt in your eyes. "Gen-chan …" You sniffed out loud. "Is there some other girl following you around? HAVE YOU GOTTEN A GIRLFRIEND?!" You wailed.
Everyone stared. Apparently, you didn't know that the no-brainer actually was you …
"NO! You can't have a girlfriend! We're supposed to be together forever!" You continued hugging him closer and closer, probably breaking a rip or two. "I- I thought you were going to take care of me until we grow old and can't get anywhere without a wheelchair!" Sanada looked a little freaked out after hearing his destined future, already being planned by you. "And she even calls you Gen-chan?! I thought it was only me, who could call you that!" You sobbing became louder and louder, drawing other peoples' attention towards you.
"Uhm …" Bunta started off, lifting a finger, as if trying to cut through. "I didn't mean it like that, Nadjai-chan-"
"Jai." You butted in.
"Yeah … I didn't mean it as if he got some other girl." Somehow this was starting to get awkward for him too. He didn't really want to explain personal affairs for someone else, but he had to, since he had started it all. "You see, the no-brainer, that was actually … you …"
Silence …
"Huh?" You blinked, looking at him, arms dropping to your side. "So, you are saying that …"
"You have no brain?" Riku suggested, smirking. This was actually leading towards something good – for her, that is. If now you got mad at the red-head and thought Sanada had some other girl; that would leave you heart-broken and abandoned. And who would she sent in by then?! Oh, yes, Yukimura! This was his chance!
Just as you were about to burst out crying once again, a voice cut through all the blabbering that went through the freshmen groups. "Let's get started!" The teacher yelled. You flinched, completely forgetting you had been in school in the first place. "We have decided that, if girls do not wish to participate, they may stay at the line, cheering." It seemed the Barbies had won the fight for girls and boys are equal, except when it comes to P.E. "But we will now make a small football tournament, six on each team!" The teacher ordered.
And you had already forgotten those hurtful words you had just heard, and in stead clapped your hands together, beaming. "Yay! Football!" Then you pointed to them all, counting on the other hand. "Hm … We're only five …" But then the coach walked over to you.
"Are you a team?" She asked.
You nodded. "Yup. Yet we need one more …"
"Don't worry, I'll find someone spare."
She then disappeared once again among all the freshmen, dividing them into teams. You looked around at them all, suddenly the captain deep inside of you taking over. "Right! Anyone, who got really good reflexes?" You looked around at them all. "Anyone? No one?" You paused, taking a few notes in your mind. "Alright, then we'll wait with the goalkeeper until later. Then, anyone, who has ever tried playing football before?"
Silence …
"Ah …" You followed your chin with a finger, thinking. "Not at all … How odd …"
"Have you?" Bunta asked, his smirk widening as you didn't answer the question, but in stead grinned goofily. "Then we are beginners."
"Hm … But I hate losing." You whined. "Fine! Then we'll say this!" You told them all their positions quickly, hushing them, if they tried saying something against it.
Riku – Defence. You told her to: "Kill everyone who get's near – leave no one alive!"
Strawberry – Defence. His job was to: "Get the ball even if it kills you! Protect the goal at all costs!"
Yukimura – Mid-field. Mission in life: "Just … Don't let them pass, that's all I ask!"
Sanada – Offence. Bunny tells him to: "GET 'EM GEN-CHAN! KILL!"
You – Offence.
"And I just got to take them out silently before they get to the ball." You smiled at them all. "Got it?" Bunta nodded happily, thinking this was starting to get more exciting after he met you. The others were little more … nervous for what would happen, since they had had a day more to know you in – and that was enough to tell you were completely crazy. Of course, Sanada had known you a little longer, which was sort of relieving … He was still alive.
The first match started off pretty good. None of the teams were really that good, but just tried kicking the ball back and forth. Hey! As long as it is fun, it's alright. No? Though, while you tried making out tactics, you noticed that so far no girls had participated. How boring … You thought. But the match ended shortly after, as the time had only been set to five minutes – else you'd never get to the finals.
Another one started, just as the teacher walked over, a boy right behind her, looking not really comfortable. "Well, I found your sixth man." She said, motioning for him. You looked him up and down, while the teacher walked over to her helper, as he wrote down the score of the latest match.
"Hello!" You said happily, jumping over. He looked at you. And then … you turned racist. "Ah! Why are you black?" You asked, pointing. The rest behind you gaped, thinking you were a complete idiot and so(!) dense.
"Are you a racist?" He asked; staring dumbfounded at you.
"Well-" Yukimura decided it would be best that someone butted in, before you got out into another pile of trouble. "I don't think she means anything like that." He patted your head, while you continued beaming at the new guy. "I'm not even sure she knows the word …" He looked you into the eyes. "Nadjai-chan-"
"Jai!"
"Right. Jai, do you know what racism is?"
You blinked innocently a couple of times; then entered a slumber of thoughtfulness. Suddenly you hit your hands together. "No, I'm not racist! I do buy ecologically whenever I can!"
"…"
You looked from one to another, somewhat feeling rather proud of yourself. You knew what racist meant! Yukimura exchanged looks with the other. "See?" He ruffled your hair again, guiding you over to Riku. "She didn't mean anything about it!" Though, he was rather shocked, as he stared back at you. Ecologically?
"I'm Fujika, Nadjai by the way!" You said, waving at him.
"Ah … Jackal Kuwahara …" He muttered, feeling more and more uncomfortable in the company he had just ended up in.
"Jackal-kun then! Is it okay if you are the goalkeeper? Or do you rather want to be something else?" You asked, finally able to fill out the last, empty spot for the team.
"That's fine …"
"Alright!"
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Even though your team had been filled out, you didn't really have that long to play as something went wrong. The first match you had only lasted for two and a half minute, as you managed to take them out silently before they get to the ball. Only problem was, that in stead of them it was poor Riku, who was your victim.
As the other team attacked, you tackled one of them and Riku, yelling for you to play her, apparently wasn't that good at dodging … And it made a direct impact with her head, knocking her out right away.
… You used the rest of those two P.E. hours sitting with her in the infirmary …
And that was why; you never did like Physical Education.
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