Disclaimer: I don't own CT, you all probably know that.
You don't know how many hours I've spent making this chapter… I think I went over it… hmm…. 52 FREAKIN' TIMES! But it was worth it. I'm actually quite satisfied with this chapter, for all it was worth.
Chapter Ten
Krizzie Kurisaki doesn't like to be fooled around.
Right now, said girl was on her way to the principal's office, a very annoyed frown on her face. She was only trying to remember where she had seen Sata, what was wrong with that? And why does she have to go to the principal's office because of it? Honestly…
"I swear teachers are so stupid." Krizzie muttered to herself as she knocked on the faculty door. When she got no answer, her frown deepened. "They send me here and they don't even give a crap that I hate it… and now nobody answers? Hell…" She twisted the knob to find it open. She stepped in, only to see their principal giving Tsukahara Sata her new key.
"Thanks very much." Sata said with a polite bow.
The principal stood up; however, he was not able to bow back because of a certain evil aura. Shakily, he turned around.
Amber eyes narrowed as it met with work-worn dark ones. Her voice was dangerously low, mixed with a tinge of temporary insanity while she spoke. Her fists were clenched and her jaw was the same. The principal knew right then and there that he was in big trouble. "You shouldn't mess with Krizzie Kurisaki."
He backed away, sweat dripping down his forehead. He wiped it off with the back of his hand. "Wait… um… Miss Ku-Kurisaki… couldn't w-we talk this over? P-please?
A devilish smirk spread across Krizzie's face. "Are you begging me now? Quite amusing… this turn of events…"
All ears perked up as a girly shriek echoed all over the campus.
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Kaede nervously began to play with her sleeve as she followed Krizzie and the others towards the dorm. "Um… Krizzie, please be more reasonable about this…" she practically begged.
Krizzie glared at her. "I AM BEING FUCKING REASONABLE! IT'S THAT BITCHY PRINCIPAL THAT ISN'T!" She went to the detention room, courtesy of one of the teachers when he found her raising a fist at the school head.
Sata had a confused look on her face as she looked at the door being abused by the black-haired girl, wincing when the loud slam reached her ears. She went over, standing on her toes to peek inside the room. Leaning over Kaede, she asked, "What's the matter with your friend?" She pointed at Kurisaki who almost destroying the desk she was sitting on in frustration.
"It's a long story…" Sanae interrupted, massaging her temples as she recalled the scene in the faculty where they find the principal close to being beaten up by a student… Krizzie could be so ill-tempered sometimes.
Sata looked at the Kurisaki then smiled at the manager who was close to having a migraine. "Entertain me… I have to get used of reading novels for class anyway."
Sanae looked dubiously at her before waving a hand at Kaede. "Let her tell it. I'm not in the mood. Right now, I want to forget everything related to Kurisaki."
Sata smiled at Kaede, the tell-me-or-you'll-regret-it smile. Kaede smiled back, the okay-I'll-tell-you-just-don't-scare-me kind. Funny when smiles just have a certain meaning.
"Um," Kaede fidgeted when Sata's threatening smile intensified. "Why don't we wait for her first? It is her story…"
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"And then here you come, with a pair of keys at hand while I stay stuck with Wakabayashi-teme for the rest of my miserable stay here! Do you have any idea how hard it is to stay with a fucking heartless bastard? How come you have a room of your own while I have to sleep in the fucking same room as him? Not that I don't like you or anything… I mean it would've been fine… except that that freak of a school head made me stay with HIM! HIM of all fucking people!"
Everyone sweatdropped as Krizzie began to pour her frustrations to the juice she was mixing. It was surprising that the glass was still intact… although what caught their attention most was the queer color it was turning into… not that green wasn't an acceptable juice color… but there was something peculiar about this certain…uh…creation.
"Well, technically, you had the choice between Genzou and Taro…" Kaede offered with a strained smile.
"Well, it seems that God is against me too because I stumbled into the wrong door." Krizzie said with a small scowl on her face. She calmed down a bit and continued to circle the spoon around the glass.
Actually, Kaede was the one who first started the story, relating the experience of being a new student and retelling the events at the principal's office the day they received that dreaded piece of paper that announced their would-be roommates, since she was the one who stayed with Krizzie on the faculty that dreadful day anyway, and Krizzie butted in from the part where Anna and Ace got a room from out of nowhere, saying that she would've been glad to share the stock room with Kaede than getting Wakabayashi's room… said lad just rolled his eyes while proceeding to torturing the snickering Ryou Ishizaki, who, might I add, was telling everyone on the team how said Wakabayashi would never get a girlfriend, with the fork of impending DOOM!
Of course, the fork didn't do much damage, seeing that Ishizaki has such thick skin. Darn it…
But now that the keeper thought about it, why was he bothering anyway? It's not the first time Ishizaki had joked around with him. And it wasn't like he was interested in girls anyway… heck, why was he even thinking about it. The enraged keeper threw one last dirty look at the defenseless defender, together with the cursed fork of course, before he slumped back in his seat, by that time, Krizzie was, still, not finished quacking about the 'soon-to-be headless' principal, as she had quoted herself.
"Give it up Kurisaki…you have no fucking choice on the matter anyway." Genzou snapped, already tired of the woman's bickering. "Hurry up with that… concoction… and drink it up will you?" the keeper looked skeptically at the green turning brown mixture and almost threw up, if it wasn't for his pride and of course we couldn't forget that warning glance Sanae had automatically sent him. "It's not like I enjoy being in the same room with you anyway." he added after he managed to get hold of himself.
"Zip it Wakabayashi or Sata would see that remarkable movie of yours." Krizzie snapped, earning a proud snort from Genzou. He could clearly tell she was quite… well… VERY pissed-off. But hell, he was pissed-off too! Who wouldn't be when she was practically demolishing the dorm with that freakin' voice of hers? And she was antagonizing him for fucksake!
"Tsh… go ahead Kurisaki, you've already humiliated me, one more person wouldn't make a goddamn difference." he countered, glaring at the, what seemed, uninjured Ishizaki. He just knew the monkey was eager to see that shitty video once more.
In response, the black-haired girl rolled her eyes and stared at the glass, growled and threw it outside the window, earning a glare from Sanae.
"You are SO paying for that Kurisaki." the manager demanded… although she was secretly glad that weird mixture was out of her sight. But still… that glass was entrusted to her! And everything in this dorm for that matter!
Krizzie rolled her eyes. "Fine, fine, geez, don't get worked up about a measly glass Nakazawa."
"And you have to clean your mess up." Sanae added with a determined look on her face. Krizzie had won most of their arguments, but the manager wouldn't live this one down.
Again, Krizzie rolled her eyes. "Okay, okay, jeez… forget about it would you?" she paused. "I'll clean it in the morning."
Sanae glared. "No way Kurisaki, you're cleaning it RIGHT NOW!"
Sata smiled awkwardly before interrupting. "So… um… can I go to my room now?"
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"Wow… I… wow…"
Krizzie started dumbfounded at the large room and gave Sanae a curious look, to which the manager returned a glare, those eyes reminding the girl of a certain glass she had broken outside the dorm's window.
"How come I never noticed this before?" she asked before looking around, just to escape that lingering gaze. There were velvet sheets, some even silk. Cushioned chairs… soft bed, living room, tea set, a parlor and a fantastic study table. And there was also a computer! Yeah they had in every room… but still!
Sanae smiled, temporarily forgetting her anger as she saw the awe on the amber eyes. "It's exclusive… and is only rented by the more privileged ones." Sanae replied. "The principal makes it a point to keep it hidden from… uh… other students. That's why, nobody is allowed at the sixth floor, this is only for the students whose parents could afford such liberty… and that's also the reason for the hidden sixth floor button on the elevator."
Krizzie snorted. "Typical of that greedy bastard." she muttered bitterly before smiling up to Sata. "You sure are lucky to have such wealth Sata!"
Sata smiled before sitting on the soft bed. "I never knew my parents would spend so much for me."
"If you don't want it," Krizzie gushed, stars in her eyes as she fingered the soft sheets on the bed. "I'd be happy to trade!"
Sanae walked over and punched the girl on the head before smiling at Sata. "Well, I hope you enjoy your stay here Sata-chan." Krizzie attempted to butt in, probably getting ready to make a room exchange deal, before Sanae threw her out the door. Sata winced when he heard the unmistakable sound of flesh falling on floor. Thankfully, for Krizzie at least, the hall was carpeted. "Good night!" Sanae chirped.
Sata smiled back. "Good night… and tell Krizzie to calm down a little bit."
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The metallic doors closed, and Sanae took the few seconds she had before it landed on the fifth floor to vehemently plant something reasonable on her friend's unbelievably thick skull.
"Honestly Krizzie, I know you're angry and all but this is just plain childish! Insane, even! When would you learn anyway? For Pete's sake you're in junior high already! Grow up, would you!" Sanae scolded, hands on her hips as she looked at the girl who in turn was prodding her head for injuries. "You're not even listening to me!"
Krizzie rolled her eyes before standing up, satisfied that her head still hasn't acquired a crack. "What's wrong with how I act?" she countered, looking as if she didn't care that the brown-haired manager beside her might have premature graying because of her stubborn attitude.
She knew that she should respect her friend and manager but hell, her mind was throbbing, her brain was exploding and she was going crazy. She had an excuse to go berserk, and she didn't fucking care if Sanae had an excuse as well. Sanae's lectures were driving her out of her head! Not to mention that in normal circumstances, she could've gone past through this breezily. But then again, this wasn't a normal event for her. Krizzie was just too bothered at the moment. She clenched her jaw to avoid more profanities from slipping out. But one good look at Sanae was what it took before she continued, "You should be thankful that little bald jerk that you all call principal still isn't hanging by his unmentionables at the flagpole with pretty maggots decorating his shiny head!" she hissed.
"Krizzie…" Sanae said in a warning tone which Krizzie deliberately ignored.
"With all due respect Nakazawa, would you please leave me the fuck alone before you get involved in all these bullshit too." the black-haired girl felt like ripping her hair out but settled in gritting her teeth. She didn't want to regret it when she woke up the next morning.
"What the heck do you mean Krizzie?" Sanae screeched, fed up. "It's just a stupid room arrangement! Jeez, what's gotten into you anyway!"
Krizzie paused, her unblinking eyes gazing at her reflection on the doors. She clenches her hands, not minding the fact that the blood had already given up flowing to her knuckles. She smiled bitterly. "Whatever Nakazawa," she said in monotone, not even looking at her friend. "Just stay the fuck out of my business." It was lucky that the lift decided to open its shiny doors at the moment. Krizzie stepped out and with one last warning glare, the amber-eyed student left Sanae at the elevator with her mouth hanging open in disbelief.
Then the doors closed, obscuring the girl's view from the black-haired girl whom she once considered as her sane friend from years ago.
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Kumi stared at Sanae for a whole minute, scrutinizing the scowl on her lips and that menacing glare on her eyes. "Sanae-chan, what exactly happened?"
Sanae growled. "Well, Kurisaki practically drove my head up on a wall up there. She was crazy, I tell you, crazy! Why is she getting so worked up about this little thing anyway?"
Kaede placed a comforting hand on Sanae's arm, wishing desperately it wasn't clammy. "Maybe she's bothered by something else…" she suggested, her gaze averting somewhere else.
"Something else?" Sanae seethed. "SOMETHING ELSE? That girl is such a stubborn ass that she wouldn't even care if the world was exploding around her as long as she could get her sleep. What the hell would bother her?"
Anna sat up thoughtfully. "Maybe Genzou's been abusing her."
"Not a chance." Sanae said. "She's a fighter. You saw it yourself when she fought Ken yesterday. And I know as hell that even if Genzou had the bulging body of his, he's no match for Kurisaki. She's been training to fight for most of her life!"
Anna forced a smile. "Yeah…"
Kaede frowned. "Well, maybe she just hated it too much… well, it is really annoying when someone kinda backstabs you…"
"That's hardly called backstabbing." Kumi retorted. "The principal was just doing what he can to smoothly run this school!"
Sanae groaned. "Tell that to Krizzie."
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Sounds of shredding paper and gritting teeth reverberated in Genzou's ears. His eyes twitched multiple times.
Finally, after a minute of restless endurance, the poor goalie couldn't take it anymore. Damn, can't that girl be quiet? He threw her a dirty look, scowling when he noticed she didn't see it.
His glare at the woman across from him hardened, even if he really can't see her in the dark. Though he must say her expression was quite obvious as she began to rant about how a fucking jerk their principal was. Honestly, hasn't she already let the steam out during dinner?
"I'M GOING TO KILL HIM! I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL HIM!"
His scowl deepened. How dare her not catch his infamous Wakabayashi glare?
"I'LL WRING HIS NECK, SQUEEZE THE BLOOD OUTTA HIM, SLICE HIS FLESH AND FEED IT TO THE FISHES AT THE DIRTY POND BEYOND HIS OFFICE WINDOW! THAT WAY, THE NEXT AIRHEAD THAT WOULD REPLACE HIM MIGHT HAVE THE BRAINS NOT TO MESS WITH THE STUDENTS, ESPECIALLY ME!" Boy, that woman sure was self-centered.
Genzou's eyes twitched again. The ignorance on his glare he could forgive, but forgetting that he was there altogether? No way. Nobody forgets Genzou Wakabayashi. Especially when he's trying to get some sleep after a fucking demented day at the building they call school! No fucking way!
"GODDAMN IT! SHUT THE FUCK UP WOMAN!" He hollered. There, he finally said it. Why didn't he say it in the first place anyway?
Krizzie turned around and glared at him. Genzou was somewhat impressed, her glare almost rivaled his! He smirked when he saw her worked-up face. She shouted back. "DON'T TELL ME TO SHUT UP, BITCH! I HAVE THE RIGHT TO YELL ALL THE FUCK I WANT SO DON'T TELL ME TO SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOU HEAR ME? YOU HAVE NO FUCKING RIGHT TO TELL ME TO SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU FUCKING BASTARD!"
His eye twitched again. She has the right? Genzou rolled his eyes. Hello? It's the middle of the fucking night! "SOME PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP HERE DORK! YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO'S PISSED SO JUST KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT! NOT REPEATING THE SAME POINT TWICE WOULD BE THE PERFECT WAY TO START, DOOFUS! ALTHOUGH I HAVE TO SAY, NOT REPEATING IT THRICE WOULD BE CONSIDERED GREATER IMPROVEMENT!" Genzou had opened the light on his nightstand somewhere along his outburst.
"OH YEAH?" Krizie challenged as she turned fully to intensify her glare.
"FUCK YEAH!' Genzou spat back.
"JERK!"
"FATASS!"
"DUMBASS!"
"BITCH!"
"BASTARD!'
"…"
"Hah!" Krizzie beamed in triumph. "I got the last word!"
Genzou snorted. "The lame last word, idiot." he chided.
"Idiot?" Krizzie screamed in annoyance. "Who're you calling an idiot?"
"Jeez…" Genzou shook his head. "You really are an idiot."
Krizzie flushed, face reddening from embarrassment as she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. He hit it right back. "YOU PISS ME OFF!" Krizzie shouted, just wanting to rip her hair out on frustration.
"Glad that I'm doing my job well." Genzou muttered half-heartedly, eyes drooping slightly.
"That's it!" Krizzie growled as she launched herself on him, trying to claw his face, that awakened the keepr fully. "I've had it with you!"
Genzou struggled to get her short, but nonetheless, sharp nails out of the way before he swung his leg underneath her feet. She slipped, but managed to get a hold of the headboard and stretch a foot, managing to aim it right at his face might I add.
The keeper grunted, grabbing hold of her ankles before they completely got away from him. "Bitch." he muttered under his breath as he pulled. Krizzie topple facedown on the mattress, growling.
She held the sheets, twisted herself so she was lying down and free of Genzou's clutches before pushing herself up with her elbows and kicking him on the jaw. Genzou doubled-back but stood up at the edge of the bed. Krizzie took his slow movements to her advantage and punched him in the stomach.
The pair panted as they glared at each other. Sheets were mangled, breaths were limited and eyes were sharp, evidences of two disturbed souls on the prowl.
In other words, two teenagers spending the night throwing insults, kicks, pillows and punches at each other.
Krizzie smirked, a proud air circling around her. "Hmph! You're out of breath peebrain!"
Genzou resisted the urge to roll his eyes again. "In case you hadn't noticed, Einstein, you are too."
Krizzie grunted before she returned to her bed and to her task of tearing her test papers.
Genzou continued to look at her. He knew he should just ignore her and go to sleep. But hell, who could go to sleep with a roommate like her? She was driving him INSANE!
Realizing that the whole dorm might ambush them, Genzou tried a more… civilized approach. "Tell me, how does destroying your papers help in avenging your… pitiful… situation?"
Krizzie huffed at his sarcastic tone. "I am NOT ripping these for revenge."
Genzou arched a brow. "Hm?"
Krizzie growled. "This is merely… practice, um, yeah! I'm imagining that these papers are that wretched guy and I'm killing him by ripping him apart… yeah… that's right… yeah!" Krizzie cringed at how pathetic that sounded.
"Wow… you sure sound soooo sure of yourself." This time, Kurisaki let the sarcasm slide.
Silence passed, and would've remained if Genzou didn't say another comment. "You're so annoying, you know that?"
"Whatever Wakabayashi. Just get your ass in bed and leave me alone." Krizzie said in monotone. She stopped ripping up the papers and stuffed them in her pillow case, this action caused another raised eyebrow but did Kurisaki care? Nope. Not at all. She grabbed a book and began reading. Or at least she was trying… she couldn't concentrate with Genzou smirking at her. "What?" she finally snapped, glaring at him.
"But my ass IS in bed." Genzou told her, his smirk widening. "Or do you mean YOUR bed?"
"HELL NO!" Krizzie narrowed her eyes, snapped her book shut and threw it at him. Genzou caught it with his left hand, since his right elbow was propped on the bed, supporting his weight.
"Come on, I know you like me." Genzou said, pouting cutely.
Krizzie rolled her eyes. "Dream on, egghead."
Egghead? Jeez, she MUST be running out of insults. Genzou smirked again before throwing the book back at her. Krizzie caught it with some trouble. Genzou smirked. Krizzie blushed and slammed the damn book on the headboard in embarrassment.
"You're awfully…hmm… low-esteemed today. Where's the endless barrage of insults?" Genzou asked casually. At this point, he was already sitting at the edge of his bed, arms resting on his knees. He wondered why he was talking to her anyway then he remembered she wouldn't let him sleep with her mumbling.
"Why would you care?" Krizzie snapped. She hugged her knees and stared straight ahead, which happened to be directly in front of her closet.
"I don't." Genzou told her honestly before he walked over towards her and placed a hand on her arm. "I'm just curious. Usually, you would be shouting at me to close the lights by now." He looked at his hand, wondering what the hell possessed him to do that. But it was there, and admitting that he did it unconsciously would ruin his reputation, so Wakabayashi decided to not remove it. He was Wakabayashi after all, and that's the only explanation one should need.
Krizzie's hold on her legs tightened and the keeper felt her muscles tense under his touch. "Why are you being nice all of a sudden?" she asked suspiciously, and if Genzou wasn't feeling awkward himself he would have guffawed at the look on her face.
Genzou uneasily brushed his hair back with his other hand. "Well, it just doesn't feel like it you know… without you cursing me endlessly… it's like routine now." he chuckled, inside cursing the damn butterflies that decided to flutter wildly in his stomach. "I'm kinda used to it."
"I was only here for barely more than a week…" Krizzie told him, the suspicion in her voice not even lowering a bit. "Nobody gets used to things that fast."
Genzou sighed. "Believe me, it felt like forever."
Krizzie allowed a small smile, as if remembering the events of the past week. She averted her gaze to the window. "You're right. And you know what? Now that I think about it, this is one of those rare decent conversations we have this past week that I've been here. Even our first conversation was impertinent." She looked at him, waiting for a reply.
"Did we actually have a decent talk before?" Genzou asked, bewildered. "Because I don't remember…"
"Hey," Krizzie protested weakly. "We had one when I was asking you for a ride to Kaede's date."
"Riiiight." Genzou rolled his eyes. "That was obviously an act Kurisaki."
"Right." Krizzie confirmed. "Oh well, at least we're being mature now. Anyway, tell me, really, why are you being nice to me?" She waited for his response patiently, which was weird but appreciated.
Genzou bit his lip, thinking deeply. If he told her, and she decides to drop the act and spread the word, he's screwed. He looked at her and felt his stare soften. No matter how he thought about it, this girl beside him now was so different from the wild Kurisaki he knew. He sighed, hoping that this side of her would persuade the other one to keep his confession inside this four walls. With another sigh, he began,
"I hate dealing with awkward… atmospheres, okay?" Genzou confessed. "And I like it better when you're biting my head off than when you're being all… dramatic around me." He chose his words carefully, not wanting to awake that fiery side of Kurisaki, it wouldn't help either of them anyway. When he saw that she hadn't taken offense yet, he continued. "Besides, I don't want to ruin my public reputation. I've been hearing rumors about… well, you and me getting together, and if we end up ignoring each other, which I know we will if this isn't resolved right now, they would think we had a couple's quarrel or something… and that is really, REALLY bad." He stopped and looked at herm wincing at her agitated look.
Krizzie glanced at him, as if checking if he was done yet. He smiled; at least she had the heart to let him pour it out without interruptions. After that, she looked at her arms. "I'm not dramatic." Krizzie finally snapped after a minute of silence. "And we're not together." she added as an afterthought.
"What do you want me to say?" Genzou countered, his voice softer than hers but not without a glare of his own. "And I obviously fucking know we're not fucking together."
Krizzie pointedly looked anywhere but him and slapped his away.
Genzou scowled, standing up from his position. He wondered briefly why their first decent talk turned a sudden swerve to this direction but didn't dwell on the thought, his pride prevented him to, and Genzou never defies his pride.
"I'm going to sleep." she said, still not looking at him, but making the point that she wanted him out of her side of the room.
Genzou grunted, glaring at his roommate before going back to his own bed and throwing his sheets over his cold skin, this he did after he threw an extra pillow at her.
"GODDAMN IT, WILL YOU FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE WAKABAYASHI!" Krizzie growled before she grabbed the said pillow and threw it at the back of his head. Genzou turned around and caught it.
"You're being stupid." he said out of the blue, catching his roommate by surprise. Krizzie growled before sinking her head deeper on her knees. "You can't run away from your problems. And I know that being assigned to this room has nothing to do with it. You may think I'm dumb Kurisaki, but I'm not that dumb not to notice that something's up, I don't exactly know what but there's something. You don't exactly have the gift of hiding things. And I know that you have enough self-control not to go crazy in something as simple as a room arrangement. I'm not asking you to share it with me. I'm just asking you not to throw your disappointment at me. Because contrary to popular belief; I'm not an overall emotionless pompous bastard. And I am certainly not a punching bag that you can vent up your anger to."
Krizzie stole a look at Genzou's serious face. "Whatever." she snapped.
"Besides, it's obvious something's occupying you." he continued. "I mean, you haven't even changed your clothes yet." he zipped his mouth when he noticed the cold stare she was giving him. He resisted the urge to groan. Great, I think I just signed my own death sentence.
"Whatever." she repeated and Genzou was surprised that she didn't pounce and kill him, but hey, he's not complaining.
When Krizzie said nothing more, but didn't make any indication that she was going to sleep, Genzou laid back down on the bed and placed his hands behind his head. He decided to change the subject… well, a bit… anyway. "Hey, tell me, why are you like that to me? I mean, I know why I'm angry at you, you insulted my soccer skills the very first day I met you… but you were already snappish at me before that. And that was the first time I ever met you… why is that?"
Krizzie looked at him, and Genzou returned the gaze. To his surprise, she was the one who broke eye contact. She released her hold on her legs, grabbed a bundle of clothes from her closet and went to the bathroom.
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Sata looked down from her flat screen TV and looked at the floor, listening to the rooms below her. Being above everyone else had an advantage, she could tune out most of their noise, but it seemed that the room directly below her, Wakabayashi and Kurisaki what a load of rotten luck, had more noise than what the thick floor could block.
She turned off the set and threw the remote at a cushioned chair before leaning down on her recliner. "Jeez…" she whispered to herself, closing her eyes, allowing it to rest for a moment. "And I thought I'm going to have some peace here… guess not."
She opened one eye when the voices toned down. "Well whaddaya know, even wild lions can be tamed." Sata paused, her thoughts leading to a certain jerk in her new classroom. "Speaking of wild lions… that guy still hasn't received his tranquilizer shot."
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Anna looked at the dishes that were piled up on the sink and sighed. "Hey, who washes the dishes?" she asked the three females left in the kitchen.
"We do." Sanae replied, pointing to her and Kumi. "But Kaede has helped every night ever since she transferred. "
"Oh." Anna said in understanding. "How about Krizzie?"
"She doesn't help in anything." Kaede replied with a giggle as she threw the shards of glass, with a bit of mysterious goo stuck in them, to the garbage bin.
"You got that right." Kumi said with a huff, glaring at the strange green stuff at the trash. "She doesn't even clean her own mess. A master when it comes to driving you insane but hopeless when it comes to doing household chores."
Anna nodded, giggling. The other joined as well before they all quieted down. Anna sighed and propped her head on her hands, thinking. She wanted to bring up an interesting conversation, but nothing seems to occupy her mouth. She sighed, deciding she will do a good deed tonight. "Well, I'll help you clean them. I'm bored anyway." she volunteered before going beside Kaede to wash up. "Has Sata come down to clean?"
"No… but it's okay. She must be really tired." Sanae said, her arms sinking into the bubbles. "Besides, it's not their job to do these anyway."
"How about you?" Anna asked curiously.
"I get paid." Sanae replied casually, pointing to her a dry rag. Anna got it and began to dry the cleaned dishes.
"Do you think I can sign up and get paid too? I could use some extra cash. And I have nothing to do on my free time anyway." Anna asked as she placed the plate on top of a dry pile.
"Sure." Sanae replied as she wiped a soap splatter on her forehead. "Why don't I accompany you tomorrow at the principal?"
The emerald-eyed girl smiled. "That would be great!"
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Taro sighed as he closed his notebook. Homework finished. He was about to go in the shower to relax himself in a hot bath when a soft, nervous knock came on the door. "Who is it?" he asked after the momentary shock subsided.
"I-It's… It's Ace!" the young lad replied nervously. Taro blinked, wondering what the guy wanted at this time of the night. He sighed, thinking maybe Yukushi wanted help with his homework.
He slowly opened the door and smiled at the trembling boy. "What can I help you with?" he asked with a soft smile.
"I… I…" Ace stammered with a tinge of pink evident on his face. "Um… can w-we talk ab-about this inside?"
Taro, still looking befuddled, nodded before pulling the door wide enough for the other guy to step in.
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Anna scowled, her emerald eyes narrowing slightly at the sight of her pruny fingers. "Man that was a lot of dishes…"she sighed, wiping her dainty fingers on the checkered cloth Sanae had handed her earlier. "I can't believe you guys have to endure this everyday…"
"We're used to it." Sanae replied with a grateful smile. "Besides, I don't think the boys would do much anyway."
"You got the right." Kumi said with a loud scoff. "The day Ishizaki would clean the dorm would be the day Krizzie washed the dishes… never going to happen."
"Hey, you don't know… maybe Krizzie would help us tomorrow… or the day after that." Sanae said, giggling.
Kumi rolled her eyes. "Too late… I've lost all hope."
Kaede yawned. "Well, I'm a little sleepy. So why don't we go to our rooms now?" she suggested. Anna looked at Sanae and Kumi, who were wiping the table and the sink respectively.
"Go ahead." Kumi told them. "You've helped us enough."
The two girls smiled before they made their way to the elevators. Anna stepped in first and conveniently pressed the button for both of them. She decided to start a conversation when the doors closed.
"Kaede, found anyone interesting yet?" she asked slyly, nudging Kaede's shoulder.
The other girl flushed, eyes darting to a certain long-haired goalkeeper. "Y-You mean h-here? At N-Nankatsu?"
"Yeah!" Anna chirped as she played with the elevator buttons, pressing the button for every floor. She smirked when a wide-eyed Ishizaki stared at her when the door opened at the second floor. Anna gave him an enthusiastic wave, at which point the defender dropped his toothbrush.
"Well, to be completely honest…" Kaede trailed off as another member of the soccer team was caught off-guard with the sudden burst of the elevator on the third floor. She eyed the grinning blonde, who urged her to continue. "I found one… but it's just admiration. Nothing more." she smiled.
Anna pouted, seeing that they have reached the fourth floor. "You're no fun… how about Ace-kun? He's pretty cute, don't you think?"
Kaede giggled before nodding. "Yeah, he's cute, boyish and funny. He's also very… um… clumsy when he's with you."
"Of course, he's my slave!" Anna proclaimed proudly, puffing her chest out. "That poor excuse of a boy is afraid of me!"
"And he seems to have caught the eyes of many women…" Kaede added, checking Anna for reactions.
Anna frowned for a split-second before breaking into a huge grin. "Yeah, and did you see his face when-…" Anna stopped mid-sentence when Kaede tapped her shoulder and pointed at the door of their room. "What the hell?" Anna hissed. "Is that Ace? What the hell is he doing in Taro-kun's -and your- room?"
"I have no idea…" Kaede replied, looking dumbstruck as Taro gave Ace a friendly pat on the head, to which the latter's face turned bright red, before disappearing inside his own room.
The red boy outside only noticed them when the elevator doors decided to break the silence. Anna's eyebrow twitched and Kaede could swear she saw fire surrounding the blonde as she approached her roommate and friend and grabbed his left ear. Ace gulped.
"A-Anna! Aiyeeee! L-Let me gooooooooo! Someone, anyone, please! HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Kaede watched in silent amusement as the blonde dragged Ace to their room. She walked past their room and went inside her own. Maybe she should question Taro before she went to bed.
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"WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT ABOUT?" Anna screeched as she shook Ace by the collar. "YOU WOULDN'T BE TELLING TARO I LIKE HIM, WOULD YOU?" She pushed him on his bed and attempted to suffocate him using a deadly… TEDDY BEAR!
Ace scratched the bear out of his way, smirking when he heard the unmistakable sound of the soft material tearing. ("MR. TARO BEAR? DARN YOU! LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID TO HIM YUKUSHI!") The aggravated blonde only proceeded to whack him with the decapitated head. "ACK! GET OFF ME WOMAN! ANYWAY, IT'S ALREADY QUITE OBVIOUS YOU LIKE HIM ANYWAY. NO ONE WOULD MISS HIS PICTURE ON YOUR BAG! AND BY THE WAY YOU'RE YELLING IT NOW, YOU'RE PRACTICALLY ANNOUNCING IT TO THE WHOLE WORLD!" he yelled back, hands clutched tight on Anna's slender fingers as they suspiciously inched on his neck after they had discarded of the brown stuffed animal.
"SO YOU DID TELL HIM!" the young girl accused. She straddled her friend as she tightened her fingers on his neck. "You shall die!"
Ace's eyes widened. "FUCK ANNA, ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?"
"I AM, ARE YOU COMPLAINING?" Anna screeched, her grip tightening.
Ace, for fear of loosing his life, did the unspeakable. He groaned, realizing he might die either way, but still… when you got a chance, take it.
Closing his eyes and preparing for the worst, he lifted his head, released his hold on Anna's aggressive hands and pulled her down to him.
--
Kaede raised her eyebrow as Taro suspiciously rushed inside the bathroom the moment she stepped in. "Misaki-kun, could you tell me what Ace came here for?" she asked, trying to make her voice audible past the rush of the water from the tap.
…
"Misaki, I know you can hear me."
She heard Taro's exasperated sigh beyond the door. "It's a guy thing Kaede-chan, I'm afraid I cannot enclose it to a female."
"Oh…" Kaede muttered, frowning slightly when an idea suddenly hit her. "Okay then. I'll just ask Anna tomorrow then. I'm sure by now she has squeezed it out of Yukushi-san."
A pause. Kaede let out an uncharacteristic smirk as the sound of the rushing water lessened. She should really lessen the time she spent with Krizzie…
"You think?" Taro asked after a while, his voice cracking.
"Well…" Kaede said, trailing off as she listened more tentatively, giggling when he heard the soft swishing of the bath water.
"Well?" Taro asked, and the girl could tell he was on the verge of breaking down.
Kaede decided not to torture him further. Taro was a nice guy. "Well, Anna is pretty aggressive… and Ace always seems to go her way… so there's a high chance, don't you think?"
Kaede released an amused smile as she heard the shampoo bottle dropping on the bathroom tiles.
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Genzou looked up from the television to Krizzie. She had changed into a black oversized shirt and white shorts that were barely noticeable underneath her top which reached her knees might I add. She gave him a glance before she dumped her dirty clothes at her hamper. After that, she dropped on her mattress and covered herself with a blanket. Genzou stood up wordlessly and opened the air-conditioning "The temperature fine with you?" he asked. Krizzie nodded mutely before she closed her eyes.
"Well, good night." Genzou muttered before he closed his night lamp.
Krizzie's eyes snapped open and she turned towards him.
Genzou noticed her sudden jerk on her bed. "What, don't tell me you really are scared of the dark…" he trailed off.
"No." Krizzie replied bluntly. "I just thought I heard a crash at Kabayakawa and Yukushi's room."
"Are you going to check it out?" Genzou asked when she didn't elaborate.
Krizzie turned her back to him. And Genzou knew her answer before she could even say it. "No way in hell."
--
Genzou groggily opened one eye as the sound of his alarm clock rang in his ears. It was seven o'clock, as the clock stated. The keeper sat up and rubbed the sand from his eyes, wanting to be extra nice, he looked at his roommate.
"Good morning." he greeted with a small smirk, because smiling first thing in the morning really wasn't his thing.
"Hn." Krizzie replied before she slipped on her shoes. Genzou scanned her ensemble. A baggy dark blue shirt with graphic art in the front and 'No Fear' written amongst it. A pair of loose jeans, her normal socks and her rubber shoes. To top it off, a black bandanna on top of her dark hair.
"What? No 'good morning to you too?'?" he said in mock disbelief, to which the girl's answer was a scoff. He smirked again and continued to watch, just for the fun of it.
"Look, just get ready." she snapped at him, irritated.
"Are you going to wait for me?" Genzou asked hopefully.
"Why would I?" Krizzie snapped again. Genzou winced; he could tell she was not in a good mood. Well, at least she didn't try that alarm trick again.
"Well, because I'm your friend." he told her, cleaning up his bed. He glanced at her frown and snickered quietly to himself.
Krizzie snorted at his reasoning and Genzou almost cringed, but being Genzou, he didn't. "You're not my friend. Now, if you have nothing more to say, I'm going to class with Kaede."
"Come on… please?" Genzou pouted. Krizzie shot him a disgusted look before pretending to barf. He sighed. "Well, if polite persuasion won't do the trick, what about blackmail?" he smirked.
For a while Krizzie had the what-the-hell-are-you-talking-about look, but crossed her arms after that. "Quit the bluff, you have nothing against me."
Genzou's smirk widened as he took the book she was reading last night from the headboard. "You think?" he asked with a smirk.
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"What happened to Ace?" Taro asked Anna as soon as he caught a glimpse of her at the door with a mummified Yukushi.
"He fell off the bed, bed fell on him." Anna replied with a satisfied smile. Ace groaned before he pulled Taro and Teppei with him to class. Hajime and Izawa followed reluctantly, both looking at the scratches visible on the small gaps on the bandages on his neck.
Kaede looked at the departing boys before looking at Anna. "What did you do to the poor guy?" she asked, disbelief written all over her face.
Sata emerged from the stairs, which was conveniently hidden at the fifth floor ceiling before she transferred, and looked at Anna skeptically. "Yeah… his pretty face ain't so pretty anymore."
"I didn't do anything! He did it all by himself." Anna huffed. "Besides, that jerk-off deserved it."
Kaede raised an eyebrow. "It wouldn't have anything to do with him being with Taro yesterday, would it?"
"Well, not exactly…" Anna almost cursed herself for leaving the sentence like that. She didn't like to make it sound like she wasn't anything telling anything.
"And…?" Sata asked, smirking.
"Darn, drop it, will you? It was an accident, darn it! A FUCKING ACCIDENT!"
"Whoa, chill Kabayakawa. Well, why don't we go check on Krizzie before we go to class?" Sata said with a smile.
"Sure, I was going to do it… but got a little side-tracked…" Kaede said, directing a teasing smile at Anna, to which the blonde's reply was another huff, before she knocked on Krizzie's room. "Krizzie… you ready yet?"
"Sorry Kaede!" Krizzie's strained voice came on the other side. "Um… I forgot to do something, you can go ahead! I'll catch up."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, don't worry about me!"
Kaede frowned. "Well, if you say so… just hurry up okay?"
--
"Okay! Bye!" Krizzie yelled.
She waited until the footsteps died away before groaning and sitting back down on her bed. "Hurry up Wakabayashi!"
"Yrrh, -gargle- yeah! I'm just brushing my teeth!" Genzou grumbled inside the bathroom.
"You're taking forever!" Krizzie snapped. "And I thought girls were slow in the shower… I wouldn't be surprised if I open the door and find you curling your hair in there."
"Shut up woman!"
"Why did I have to wait for you in the first place?" Krizzie complained. "You didn't have a problem with going alone before!"
Genzou opened the door and smirked at her. Krizzie looked at his orange long-sleeves, red pants, shoes and cap before snorting. "You never change."
"Never say never, milady," Krizzie flashed him a glare. "Anyway, I just wanted to see if that was so important to you, and now, seeing that it is… I think I'll keep it." he smirked again.
Damn. Krizzie scowled, realizing she has been toyed with before stood up and went out the door. Genzou followed, still wearing that damn smirk of his.
--
"There she is…" Sata said, leaping down from the branch of the tree near the entrance. She smirked at the forlorn face of the young Kurisaki. "What happened to you?" In the corner of her eye, she spotted Wakabayashi from the soccer team pass by them with a certain malicious glint in his eyes; this made the dark-haired girl raise an inquisitive eyebrow.
Krizzie gave her an irritated look, which gave Sata second-thoughts about asking why the keeper was smirking like that, before she went back to taking slow, measured steps towards class, muttering things like: Hate…must…decapitate…impale…drain…kill…dump…kick…chop…feed…dogs…street…truck…
Anna blinked beside Sata. "What the hell did she say?" she asked.
Kaede only giggled before she went over to her friend. "I'm guessing it has something to do with a certain goalkeeper." she smiled.
Krizzie blew up. "DAMN STRAIGHT! That fucking dweeb couldn't get his mind straight! I want him dead… no… I want him tortured! Then left to live in pain! Then tortured some more, horrible but not lethal! I don't want him dead… I WANT THAT FUCKER TO SUFFER! MWAHAHAHAHA… hey… that kinda rhymed! MWAHAHAAHHAHAHA"
Anna raised an eyebrow at the evil maniac laughing her way to class. "She is so WEIRD…" she told Sata.
Before the older girl could reply, the bell rang and the girls said their goodbyes, with Sata taking one last look at Kurisaki before she ran towards her room.
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"So… what happened with you guys?" Sanae couldn't suppress a small smile as she saw her three friends enter at the last second… quite literally… with which looked like hurricane-made dos, shriveled clothes, staggered breaths and ankle pains…
Sanae braced herself for Krizzie's threats, but surprisingly, none came. Krizzie she slipped to her chair, dropping her bag on the floor, without a word leaving her mouth. She glared at Wakabayashi, who coincidentally was also her seatmate. "I'm blaming you for this."
Genzou shrugged before smiling at her. "Good morning Krizzie."
--
Dark blue eyes narrowed as a certain girl came face to face with her newly-acquired friend in class.
"Well if it isn't the bitchy bitch." his own hazel eyes clashed with her dark ones, and for a moment, Sata felt like introducing him to her fist.
She took a deep breath, wanting to act mature. She didn't want to look like a violent maniac in front of her class; it just wasn't in her year plans. Slowly, as if threatening the boy, she smirked. "Surely, you could think of something better than that." she said smugly.
"Hey new girl, don't use that stupid tone on me. Nobody talks to Shiteru Toya that way!" he bellowed, preparing himself in a fighting stance, his received reaction was a raised eyebrow from his opponent.
"Look dude, I'm not going to fight you." she smirked. "I don't want your mommy coming here to rescue his son from my clutches."
"Why you little…" Toya pulled back his fist and was about to crash them on the girl's face when she raised her hand and blocked him mid-punch.
"You don't want to mess with me Shiteru."
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Kiba, today wearing a loose shirt and baggy pants, stared at his friend and leader. "You alright Toya? That bruise looks pretty bad."
"Shut up." Toya snapped, fingering the large bluish spot underneath his jaw. He glared at Sata, who was doing their seatwork like an angel. But I know better, that bitch is no angel. A growl emitted from his throat, and all that occupied the boy's mind was getting his revenge.
"Why don't you just leave her alone?" another seatmate, Tokiya Yamato, who had short blonde hair and accented dark eyes, suggested, smirking. "She's obviously better than you." He twirled a pencil with his left hand.
"Whatever Tokiya. Just keep your remarks to yourself." he hissed, glaring at the blonde.
"Shiteru Toya, I suggest you pay attention rather than harassing your classmates." the teacher said with a harsh look before resuming his lecture.
He growled before giving Sata one last glance, vowing to himself that he wouldn't stop until he gets what he wants. He'll have his way… and that little girl won't stop him.
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If it wasn't for her most-prized reputation, Krizzie Kurisaki would've jumped to the sky, kiss the ground, dance with her seatmate, the other one, not Wakabayashi, laugh senseless and shout at the top of her lungs. But as said before, IF it wasn't for her reputation, so the girl we all love, or hate it depends to you, settled with smiling weakly before dragging her ass to the door of her freedom a.k.a. the exit door.
If only not for a certain hand that grabbed her arm…
If only not for a certain wad of paper that was flashed in front of her face…
If only not for the one and only Genzou Wakabayashi…
"What the fuck do you want now, Wakabayashi?' she hissed, exasperated. She waited for his reply, raising an eyebrow when he broke into a large grin.
"I want you to go on a date with me." Genzou proclaimed loudly, causing a LOT of people to stop what they were doing and stare at the pair. This was EXTREMELY big news.
Genzou Wakabayashi and Krizzie Kurisaki? As in the worst enemies in the entire Milky Way Galaxy? Sure they had expected it… well, a lot of girls and boys who hated each other end up together but still… this is BIG news!
"No fucking way moron." she whispered, heedful of their glaring teacher. She glared back at him before turning her head towards the keeper. "What's gotten into you anyway? I thought you hated me?" she hissed.
Genzou grinned. "Well, who says I don't hate you now?" he asked.
Krizzie's amber orbs flared. "Then why'd you want to go on a fucking date with me?"
"Well, I dunno..." Genzou replied in mock innocence and Krizzie found herself being more agitated than before.
"Go to hell." she snapped. She attempted to overtake him to the door but he grabbed her wrist, and Krizzie just wanted to wipe that damn smirk off his face.
"Only of you'll come with me."
"That is so lame Wakabayashi." she scoffed, snatching her hand away. "Now, if you'll excuse me… I have things to do."
Genzou smirked. "Like going on a date with me?" He offered her a hand, imitating those regal people in those classic movies.
Her glare intensified. Why can't he just leave me alone? And before Genzou knew it, she had dropped her hand on his wrist on a painful hand chop.
--
"Dismissed." The teacher announced in monotone before he left the class with several papers. Sata sighed before she grabbed her pack to come out.
She glared at the boy who dared block her way… again. "Don't you know the word 'quit', Shiteru?" she asked menacingly. She wanted to go out, she had much more important things in mind than dealing with a spoiled boy who wanted to get back on her.
"Sorry, don't know it missy." he said with a smirk, brushing stray strands of light hair away from his face. Sata rolled her eyes.
"You must be really stupid then." she muttered, earning a glare from the boy, not that Sata cared anyway. "Now, please get out of my way."
"No way Tsukahara. Nobody messes with me, nobody." he emphasized, snapping both of his fingers. She raised an eyebrow when two guys went on either side of him. She knew the green-haired one, Kiba Tatsuya, an ordinary guy who just became buddies with a good-for-nothing punk, the other one was a completely new face to her.
But that wasn't going to unnerve Tsukara Sata. Acting casual, she crossed her arms and smirked. "Your babysitters?"
"No." Toya said with a sly smirk of his own. "Your worst nightmare."
That is soooo old school. Sata told herself before swallowing. She wanted to smirk so bad she could feel it, but if she needed to teach this guy a lesson, she knew destroying the element of surprise would be of great consequence, so she kept her cool, together with her flawless acting skills.
Raising a closed fist, she quivered slightly and used it to cover up the little smile blossoming on her face. "M-my worst nightmare?" she stammered, eyes widening. She should take her mom for forcing her to take those drama classes. "Um… y-you're not going to beat me up… a-are you?" her voice cracked and she inwardly scoffed at the triumphant smile on Toya's face. The boy was clearly all looks and no brains, and that includes his two stupid sidekicks.
"Heh, scared Tsukahara?" Toya sneered, and again, Sata fought the unbearable urge to roll her eyes. "I could let you go you know, just warm up my bed."
This time, Sata couldn't take it anymore. She was a tough girl, she knew that, and that means she wouldn't let other people speak to her like that. Even if it was a classmate, a completely vulnerable classmate, she would beat him up for involving her in his perverted fantasies.
"Hell no Shiteru!" she rasped, barely containing her voice. "And if you try that again, I'll really make you pay!"
And just to make herself feel better, Sata drew her hand back and made it land on the opposite side of the bruise she made just for him this morning.
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"Where's Krizzie?" Ace asked as he placed his silver tray on the table. He took a seat next to Kaede, who gave him a sweet smile before she took a small bite from her sandwich.
Sanae appeared with a bright smile on her face, followed by the horrified-looking soccer team. Kumi was at the very back, her face contorted into a look of disgust.
"You won't believe this!" Sanae gushed, but before she could spill the news. Anna hopped on the poor girl's back and bellowed.
"KRIZZIE IS EATING GENZOU WAKABAYASHI!"
Here's chapter ten for you… um… was it crappy? Sorry… it's just lazy summer taking its toll. Anyway, we have a lot of foreshadowing here… another one of those boring but much needed chapters. Please review! Chapter 11 is already written, I'm just proofreading it… and editing… and editing… sigh… and I don't know why, but I just have this sudden urge to do something nasty. So just to make myself feel better… I have something to tell all of my readers… if there are any… I just hope nobody would hate me after this.
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You might all think I'm selfish, which I probably am, but I'm really losing inspiration with the lack of reviews… so hopefully, with this threat… a lot more would bother to drop some… though I have a nagging feeling some readers would be even more discouraged… sigh… forgive me but I really would keep my word.
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