I'd rather not go into the details about my training routine so I'll sum it up. I went to school with Haruhi, quite proud that the previous gang leader wasn't visible to the casual eye. I could only see him because I knew he was supposed to be there. Hmm. He trimmed the green Mohawk and added stripes of electric yellow. It looked kind of cool. I now wore a pair of bulky blue headphones that blocked out just about as much noise as my earplugs. Some of the teachers questioned me but they accepted my explanation, as well as the fact that the headphones weren't plugged into anything. The first thing I did while Haruhi was off practicing her dancing with… Kanako, was find Kyoya. He was writing something down in his mysterious notebook, as always, and noted my presence before closing the book.
"Is there something you need, Mao-san?"
"Yeah, I probably won't be there for the party. I'll try to make it but I doubt I'll be in very good shape. Got a pest problem to take care of." and there it was, that tilt of the head that refracted the light off of his glasses like he had a stroke of intuition. I must be feeling paranoid if this little thing makes me worry.
"Do you need help? I know a few people." yeah, I bet you do, you suspicious shadow king!
"No thanks. If I can I'll make it but don't hold your breath." I said with a dismissive wave. I put in a little time with Haruhi while she hosted. The first dance lesson I took over for a bit until… Kanako got there and taught her the dance moves. While I was reluctant to leave Haruhi with that girl I knew that the host club would be watching her. Especially Tamaki. That weirdo has been sulking in a corner ever since he learned that he wouldn't be teaching Haruhi on account that he's too tall. "I have to go take care of some stuff this week, so my club time will be a bit short. See you at dinner, Haruhi!" I ran out before anyone could stop me. My training consisted of a solid hour free running through the city, taking the long way to get to the apartment. When I got there I changed clothes so I wouldn't mess up the uniform. Luckily I didn't do too much free running so my uniform wasn't very sweaty. I changed into shorts and a t shirt. Now was the fun part. I ran, now doing some hard core free running, jumping over anything I could, Mario jumping the walls onto roofs using narrow alleyways. When I got to the outer edge of the city I found an empty warehouse, not the one I was supposed to meet those punks in, and trained with the random objects I found on the ground. Any pipe, chain, or large rocks I did everything imaginable with them. Anything from throwing to battling imaginary foes ruthlessly. I would remember to bring a few weapons to tuck into my shoes, small knives or something. Wouldn't do to be caught unprepared. When I had sweat pouring off of me, subtle muscles screaming from their workout, I stopped and began to laugh hysterically. Oh yeah, I was beyond pissed, and I had so much adrenaline running through me it wasn't funny. And it wasn't even the deadline yet. Yeah, I was a vicious bitch in certain situations and there was no way I was going to let these punks think they could get away with this. Ain't no one mess with Isano Mao, the Silver Wolf. Ain't no one.
Okay, I apologize for this short update but I have reached a road block of sorts. I wasn't able to properly get the necessary chapter down on my ipad so I could read it off line. Conveniently, I wanted to ask something. Do you guys think that they should discover her in that little "Pest meeting" or should they be in the dark for a little longer? Note, if they do find out, it will trigger the whole "your family now" thing with Tamaki that you've been looking forward to. At least I think so, I know I have, but the timing wasn't right when Mao revealed her past in a little more detail. So, I'll be unable to write until Monday, when I go back to school, and get that chapter down properly, maybe a little longer, so I'll have plenty of time to see what you guys would like to see. Sorry if you expected a longer chapter. Well, as always:
Keep Calm and OC' On!
