Chapter 6: Twists and Turns
Keyblade Academy,
The first place Len landed into.
Why was he here again? Oh, right. To recover.
But what happened is that he became a student here.
The blonde was dressed in a crimson kimono with floral designs which are off shoulders, and ending up to between his midriff and chest, a hakama with the same cloth material, and bare feet. His abdominal region is covered with bandages, and his hair is left loose.
He was given the uniform about two hours ago, and an hour later he had headed to the mess hall in which he was served with tuna and eggplant. 'GGKRS?', Len thought. The academy was a strict place. Now that free time's over, Len needed to head to his first class… which was combat. That means his mentor would be Kiseki, the one who saved him from starvation. He had no experience wielding a giant key like them, but they accept any type of weapon. Anything can unlock a heart, that's what the blonde believed in. He was given a basic iron daikatana with prayer beads twisting from the handle to his wrist.
The bell rang though the area, turning everything silent inside and out. Len made it to his class at least two minutes before it sounded. Noticing this, Kiseki sighed in relief and started a class.
"Alright. Let's see how much you've learned from my teachings. Everyone find a partner and once I call either of your names, proceed to the courtyard and I'll tell you what to do."
Kiseki's voice echoed though the garden-like place in the academy. It was situated between the administrator's building and the dorms. The courtyard, which Len guessed, must be the one in front of the administrator's office and the main gate. It had the symbol of the academy drawn there. A silver heart outline and two keys beside each other in the middle of the heart (kind of like the KH2 symbol).
Back to the class, everyone scrambled to find themselves a partner. Except for Len. He didn't know anyone in the academy yet except for Hikari, Kiseki, the headmaster Mark, and Mark's brother, Vanitas. The four of them were the first people he met in the academy. Too bad that Mark and Vanitas weren't hospitable like the orange-haired twins who saved Len's life. Hikari was shy, but she was beautiful. Len also admired Kiseki's sense of fashion. A tuxedo with a shirt only buttoned in the bottom, a net shirt, black leather trousers and knee-high boots.
After every member of the session has found their partner, Len sighed. He had to have a partner. He looked here and there, and saw another guy who doesn't have a partner. But judging on his looks, he must be the unfriendly type. White shoulder-length messy hair, a red coat with a red shirt underneath, grey trousers with a chain on his right thigh, and white Converse shoes. His Keyblade was huge! The grip was somehow medieval, and the blade was blazing! Why does this guy look familiar to an otaku's eyes… Anyways, Len slowly approached this man taller than himself slowly.
"Uhm… partners?"
Len went straight to the point and asked.
"You'll be easy to deal with, shota. Better respect the academy's strongest student."
Shota. SHOTA. How dare him!
Len, enraged, clenched his fists. His pupils shrunk and a small light hovered above his head. He raised his left hand which was clenched tightly, ready to punch the man who insulted him. But before he could forcefully push his fist onto the insulter's cheek, he felt sharp pain on his midriff. The white-haired student had already punched him before he knew it. Len was thrown down to the ground with a thud, but his consciousness was still all out. The pain quickly healed, but the blonde stayed on the ground.
"Name's Takahisa, and you better get the hell out of here. The academy's my world, the headmaster said. I'll be able to take on those two soft people and kill them with ease. Soft-hearted people aren't gonna last long in cyberspace."
As he introduced himself, he had fire burning on his Keyblade.
Len stood up slowly and brought out his Keyblade and stood at ready. He used both hands in gripping his Keyblade tightly and his legs in a stride position. Len's Keyblade was pointing up at the midday sky and its sharper side faced Takahisa. The sun's rays produced a stunning glow on the sword, temporarily blinding the silver-haired bully. The blonde's eyes became crimson all the way. Takahisa, on the other hand, loosely gripped his Keyblade with one hand, pointing it at Len. Fire and flames start to twist around this student's body.
"Oh, and I'm the fire demon. I'm gonna roast you since headmaster told me to do so. You aren't allowed in here."
Takahisa's fingers started to have flames crawling about them.
The other students noticed this and watched the two.
"Isn't that the new student?"
"What's he doing against Takahisa?"
"The newbie doesn't stand a chance."
"He's not serious… right?"
The crowd started to murmur against each other.
Takahisa made the first move. He charged his flames to a spherical shape and threw it at the blonde. Len, who has still retained his physical abilities while Kaito suddenly turned to a demon (Boss Death), rolled sideways to evade the fireball and leaped forward, headfirst, towards Takahisa. The embodiment of fire effortlessly waved his sword towards Len's jaw, which connected. This sent Len flying upwards, and later making his back crash down the solid pavement. Len could feel his consciousness seeping away slowly, and the heat coming from Takahisa's body. As Len's eyes closed, the ifrit raised his arms to create a huge fireball to finish him off, but was stopped when Kiseki casted Waterja and cooled him down.
Later…
"You were about to give them a test on fighting against each other, weren't you, Kiseki? These two were doing just as you wanted."
The indigo-haired male in the office said, his chin resting on his crossed fingers, elevated by his elbows from the iron table. The office looked creepy, and kind of old. How old was the counselor again?
"But Master Vanitas, any more violence would have caused Len to die!"
The combat teacher retaliated. But the indigo named Vanitas ignored what Kiseki had said.
"Kiseki. One more objection in Takahisa Tajima's actions and I shall expel you and your sister. As for you, starter. You are not to disobey the instructions Takahisa Tajima gives, for he is the best student in this academy. He is to be the greatest instructor here soon, for Mark has chosen him from the list. Takahisa, continue what you are doing to this starter. Show to him what a true Keyblade master is."
"But Master Vanitas! If Takahisa does so, he would kill Len! Death causes a great penalty to the law of keybla-"
"SILENCE! The three of you are all the same! You don't want violence, you don't want anyone dying… how would you destroy the Heartless if you were to be like that? And even that new mage here is all the same! The four of you are nothing more than soft people! People worthy to be killed by heartless!"
An enraged Vanitas exclaimed, his words echoing around the room lit by only candlelight. After calming down, he told Takahisa to send them out of the room, in which he followed almost immediately.
After walking across the courtyard, Len wanted to ask about the new mage, quickly forgetting the words Vanitas had said.
"Oh, her? Well… I haven't met her yet, but I'm sure Hikari's already talking to her. Since she's a mage, she must be the assistant mage Hikari was telling me a few days ago. Go on, it's break anyways." Kiseki said encouragingly to Len. Although the pure blonde was quite injured in the battle with the fire demon earlier, he could still go on without first aid. The injuries didn't look too bad anyways.
Meanwhile, back in Vanitas' office…
"The twin masters in the academy are our greatest threats. We should kill them first before we take care of the Kagamine boy."
"But what about that new mage?"
"We'll take care of her too. Takahisa, it's up to you to eliminate the three of them. Make our master proud."
"No big deal. They don't stand a chance against my full power anyways."
"Make sure. And use the keychain that I have given to you. It shall give you all the power you need to battle them. And do not forget: Have fun while you're at it."
"It's my hobby to kill."
