The Request
The weekend had gone way to quick for my liking. I was back at school now and it was still really boring and pointless. The week went by almost the same as the first week. Although there was a day when she didn't show up for class at all. On that day during lunch when I decided that this was a good time to have a look around the school considering that a certain person was absent. I rounded the corner to where all the sakura trees were and guess who I found sleeping under one of them. Why doesn't she just stay home if she was just going to skip all the classes sleep the whole day? At least she was asleep for the whole day so she didn't bother me. I had been keeping an eye on her this week because of the expression she had on Sunday. But it seems as though I was just wasting my time. When she was awake, she was still her perky self full of smiles and joy. Maybe I was just overthinking it.
One school week later…
It was about 10 in the morning and I was particularly determined today. During the time I had watched her I remembered why I was interested in her in the first place. She could fight and maybe she could train me. It's not like I wasn't strong but I had to admit that she was stronger than me, at least the current me. Anyway today was the perfect day too, it was a Saturday and I was relatively smart meaning no school for me. I had expected her to have to go to school on Saturdays for supplementary lessons but surprisingly she didn't. In fact she was a genius and scored 100% on every test. I had asked her once about it and she just said that the answers were just in her head. I had no idea how that worked but at least that means she was definitely free of school on Saturdays too. So after I had briskly went through my morning routine and rushed out of the house leaving my mother in a confused state. I headed straight to her house, I had gotten her address from a random in class and to say the least he was pretty shocked. I pressed the doorbell and waited. There was no answer so I waited a while before pressing the doorbell again. Still no answer, was she out already? I decided to press the doorbell again but before I did I heard someone yell, "I'm coming," in a tired voice. I was at the front of the door, waiting for the door to be answered. Still waiting… *Crash!* 'What was that?' That one wasn't the only one, right after that first crash I could hear another and another and a really loud one at the end. There was silence after the last one. I was considering breaking the door myself to see what happened but then the door swung open. She was at the doorway and she looked really and I mean REALLY sleepy. Her eyes weren't even open and it looked like the only thing keeping her standing was the door.
"What was that series of crashes?"
"Huh?" She gave a quick yawn and rubbed her eyes.
"Just now."
"Oh. I fell down the stairs. Ow it hurts"
"You fell down the stairs?!" I said in disbelief.
"Yeah anyway why are you here?"
She dismissed it so easily! Does this mean she always falls down the stairs? I chose to put that aside and get to the reason I was here.
"Well I thought you could teach me how to fight like you."
"Huh? What makes you think I could teach you how to fight?"
"Remember how you beat up those people the night when we first met?"
"Oh yeah…"
"So will you teach me."
"Well ok but not when it's so early in the morning."
'Wasn't it 10 or something when I left?' "10 in the morning isn't early."
"On Saturday it is."
I didn't know what to say to that but it looks like she wasn't going to wait for She was about to shut the door on me but before she could I grabbed the door and pulled it the other way.
"I thought you said ok!"
"Yeah but I also said not now!"
We sort of just played tug of war with a door for a few minutes until she finally gave in and told me to come in. The inside was quite normal. There was a living room, a dining room that was connected to the kitchen. Upstairs there was a bathroom and other rooms, which I assume, are bedrooms. I started to get a bit nervous when I followed her into her room. I've never been in anyone else's room especially not a girl's. There was a bed in the middle, a wardrobe on the opposite side of the bed and a desk at the side. The only things that stood out was the guitar next to her bed and the shelf full of manga. This was a lot different from my room but I guess you can't really compare me to her. As I was taking in all the things in her room I heard a plop sound, I think it came from the bed. I took a look to see what had made that sound I saw that she had fallen asleep again. I sort of sweat dropped at the scene even so I wasn't going to give up on her. I nudged her a little at first but she didn't wake. I nudged her a couple more times but she still didn't wake up. I was getting really annoyed.
"Wake up!"
I was literally shaking her at this stage and she still wasn't waking up! I was starting to think she was ignoring me on purpose. I was getting ready to give up now, who the hell doesn't wake up after being shook and yelled at! What's another way to wake her up? I was just standing there and staring at her for a moment and that's when something hit me. I remembered that she was always very fond of sweets. One time in the middle of class the ice cream truck came past our school playing it's tune when it came past. It was a stupid idea but it was worth a try. I bent down and leaned towards her face then I whispered…
"We ran out of sweets"
As soon as those five words left my mouth her eyes shot open and she sat up so fast that I didn't have time to move and she head-butted me right in the face. As I was rubbing my aching forehead, she had gone and ran down the stairs. Well that sure seemed to wake her up but damn that hurt. I followed after her downstairs at a much slower speed. When I had finally caught up to her I found her in front of an open fridge filled with cakes and other sweets. 'Wow she really was obsessed with sweets. I literally couldn't see anything besides sweets in there. That wasn't what got me though, as I eyes wandered back to her I saw that she was shaking and what is that dark aura radiating from her? She closed the fridge and did a 180-degree turn she facing me now. I couldn't see part of her face because of her bangs but I had a really bad feeling about this and I was right. The moment she lifted her head up and expression was shown. She was pissed. Not your normal mad she looked like she was ready to kill someone. The next thing I knew I was being pinned by her stare. I wasn't sure what made her this mad until she asked me this.
"Why did you lie to me about there being no more sweets?"
'Eh? That's why she was angry?' She was scary when she was angry, not that I would admit that though. I tried to look and answer as calm as possible. "It was the only way to wake you up".
"…Oh why didn't you just say so?"
'You never gave me the chance to! At least she sounded a lot calmer'.
"Why are you here again?"
'I already told you! Ok calm down… don't get angry… she's just an idiot'. "I want you to teach me how to fight."
I looked at her determinedly, I was not going to take no for an answer. After a while she gave a sigh and said "fine."
I gave a sigh of relief at that and I let a small smile form on my face.
"I'm going to get changed now so you can wait outside or something." She started walking back up the stairs. I was just about to start walking to the door myself but then she started speaking again. "Ah! I forgot to mention." I turned to see that she was looking at me again. "If you ever wake me up this early again or say something bad to do with sweets… I will make you see hell." She gave me an intense glare then continued up the stairs until she was completely out of sight. I was left speechless at that. I should remember not to wake her up.
