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A lil author's notes before the next chapter.
I have put the disclaimer in the summery… I just don't see the point of having it on every page.
I have been doing a lot of research and planning on the 7 year time line between the final battle and the end of the manga to figure out when things have to happen…. And I had already cut out a year so that only leaves me 6 years to go with. I am making some of the chapters short others will be really long this fan fic will probably be 20-40 plus chapters I have not decided yet.
I decided to have the last battle take place in the year 1999 because in the manga they did say it was close to the end of the cent. So this story will take place between the years 2000-2006.I have also been doing allot of research into schools in Japan, Japanese gymnastics, the 2000 Olympics, Japanese holidays, and Tokyo so that is why I will have an Author's note at the end with some things it's because I have done the research on the item and I am not sure if any one else knows about the item.
Allot of the future dates (not going out dates but dates of importance) I have taken from my life but again I did do some research in the matter.
Example: In the last chapter of KKJ the four are all twenty four…. Well Maron's birthday is May 30, Chiaki's is September 24, Miyako's is January 22, and Minazuki's is December 31 so what time of year would Natsuki be born at? What I decided to is have Minazuki born the year before the others since his birthday is on the last day of the year. That would make Chiaki the youngest being born in September so Natsuki would have to be born some time after September 24th and still be born in the fall because judging by the clothing that every one is wearing it is still fall…. You get the idea and I am rambling now…
On with the show!
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Maron awoke to some one in her kitchen. 'Who in the world could that be?' the chocolate eyed beauty wondered. She slowly opened the door to her bedroom with a club in hand and quietly made her way to the kitchen. "Good morning Maron-chan!" the goddesses' mother smiled. Maron jumped, her mother surprised her. She was not expecting any one to be home until later that night. "When did you and father get home?" the teen asked. "About thirty minutes ago… I noticed that you were still asleep so I decided to cook you some breakfast before you have to rush off to school. Your father is next store inviting Chiaki-kun over." Her mother grinned. "Go get ready for school breakfast will be ready by the time you are done." And with that Maron was ushered back to her room.
'My parents are wonderful they are so kind and loving, it's a shame that I did not learn about this until last year. If it was not for the devil I would have grown up in such a loving environment. But if my parents were never possessed I would not be as strong as I am now. I may not like some of the events of the past but I would not change a thing.' Maron looked at herself in the mirror "Not one thing." The goddess smiled as she started to style her hair into her signature hairdo.
When Maron rejoined her mother in the kitchen she pasted Chiaki and her father talking behind the partially closed door of her parent's home office. "What are those two talking about?" the sweet soul asked her mother. "Oh, men stuff." Mrs. Kusakabe chirped. "Come help me set the table." Maron's mother was trying to distract her and Maron fell for it. By the time Maron and her mother finished setting up the dinning room table Chiaki and her father were walking out of the den joking. 'What was all that about?' The chestnut haired beauty wondered. The four sat down and began their meal. Not much was said until the end of the meal. "Well Maron, I hear from my future son in law that you have some news." Her father turned his attention to the goddess. "What the news?" Maron's mother looked puzzled. "Tell them, Maron." Chiaki winked. "Well um, after my last gymnastics competition my coach, Pakkyaramao-Sensei called and told me that Asahi Mutual Life Insurance Gymnastics Club was interested on training me to try out for this year's Olympics, but I did not want to consider it before I talked with you two." Maron tried to catch her breath. She said the whole thing with out even pausing to take a breath. Maron's father started to rub his chin and look at his wife and daughter. "Well that is some interesting news." He said so casually. "What do you think, Koran?" Maron's mother bit her lower lip "Maron-chan, do you want to do this?" the sweet soul nodded. Her parents turned and started to whisper to each other. Maron felt a squeeze to her hand from underneath the table. She looked a Chiaki and he smiled the smile was like him telling her that everything is gonna be all right. "Well I don't see why you don't do it." Both of the former Jeanne's parents smiled. "But what about the cost? Training isn't exactly cheap." Maron tried to point out. "Oh, pish posh, we will take care of the expenses if you truly want to do it. It is the least we could do for our only child." Maron began to cry her parents were being so supported in all of her decisions. A very small part of the reason was because of guilt, they felt terrible for abandoning their sweet daughter for all of those years but it was mostly because they knew their daughter can take care of her self and make the right decisions.
"Maron! It's time for school! Can you here me! OI, Maron!" Miyako was doing her routine of banging on the Kusakabe's apartment door. "That's Miyako-chan bright and early as always." Maron's mother chirped as she went to go answer the door. Miyako to get annoyed waiting for her friend. "I swear it is the same thing every morning. Why do I put up with this?" The door to the Kusakabe's apartment opened. "Ah Miyako-chan, your just in time we were just finishing up breakfast. Would you like some?" The young neighbor blushed. "No thank you Auntie, I've already eaten. Is Maron ready yet?" The older woman placed her finger up to her chin "Hmm, I am not sure. Maron-chan, Chiaki-kun are you done eating? Miyako-chan is waiting for you." The two young love birds came into view. "Let me go get my bag and shoes on, Miyako."
Maron sighed. The three made their way to school. "No more school after tomorrow." Maron stretched "I can't wait personally." An arm hooked around the petite gymnast "Neither can I." The blue haired boy grinned. 'Chiaki! How many times must I tell you not to do things like this? Honestly." Maron broke free of his grip. "Will you two love birds quit it already!" Miyako demanded. Chiaki smiled innocently "I just can't help it, her scent, how she moves, her hair, I just can't get enough I have to pull her near me." Miyako shock her head while Maron blushed. "I can't stand all this lovey dovey stuff. I'm going ahead." And with that the former detective started to run to school. "Is it something I said?" the soul of Adam wondered. "Probably" the soul of Eve retorted.
The pair walked into their home room and took their place just as the first bell started to ring. The on going gossip about Maron and Chiaki was going on as Pakkyaramao-Sensei entered the room. "Silence damasu!" the teacher slammed her hands down on the desk and started to take roll. The day passed slowly for the restless seniors, they were stuck in class while it was a beautiful day out. The hours seemed to pass like years it seemed like every one including Pakkyaramao-Sensei was watching the clock once the last hour of class hit. "Would the students representatives please come up, damasu?" Pakkyaramao-Sensei gestured as she wrote on the black board graduation ceremony. Maron and Minazuki grabbed their notes and walked up to the podium in front of the classroom. "As you know, tomorrow is the graduation ceremony." Iinchou said shakenly. "Each home room is assigned to a different cleaning detail. As soon as rehearsal ends today this class will do our primary clean of the gym. Please remember this is our final rehearsal so everything must be preformed perfectly. After Pakkyaramao-Sensei calls your name you must answer with a yes, and then slowly walk up the steps. Once you walk up the steps you must stop, be sure your feet are together, before taking one step towards the podium where the principal is standing. Please remember you must deeply bow to the principal before raising your left arm towards the diploma to gently take the left, bottom corner. After you securely have the left corner then lift your right arm to take the opposite corner. In one swift motion, you should retrieve the diploma by bending both arms towards your body. Be sure that diploma remains perpendicular to the floor, as you look the principal in the eyes before bowing deeply one more time. After your bow you turn on your heal 90 degrees Boys will be descending on the right side of the stage, girls will descend on the left. When reaching the side of the stage, you must turn around to face the flag hanging at the back of the stage and bow deeply one last time. Once you are off the stage and place your diploma on a table with the others. The diplomas will be distributed in the homeroom after the end of the ceremony. Bow to the principal and the teachers once more before returning to your seat." Minazuki paused "Do we have any questions about the ceremony" Maron asked the class. The entire class fell silent none of them wanted to here that speech any more. "Also remember you will be in your uniform be sure that it is clean and freshly pressed. No adornments of any kind are allowed. All hair styles must be within dress code. No make up or earrings. No exceptions. We will start practice for the going away song in a few minutes." Maron smiled.
The class grumbled as they stood to practice the same song that they have been practicing for over a month. "Silence damasu!" The home room teacher shouted as she pointed with her flute. "On my queue, damasu. One two three, now damasu." The class practiced the farewell song for the rest of the hour. Pakkyaramao-Sensei signaled for the class to stop. "All right damasu. I want one of the student representatives to stay behind with the two people that have clean up duty this week. The other class representative come with me and the rest of the class, damasu." Maron followed the teacher while Yamato, Miyako, and Tachibana-kun stayed behind to clean the class room. "Sensei?" the star squeaked. "What is it Kusakabe, damasu?" The raven haired teacher moved her attention from her cleaning students to the small class reprehensive. "This is probably not a good time to tell you this, but this is the first chance I've had to talk to you." The sweet soul paused. "I've decided to take up the offer to train for the Olympics." Pakkyaramao-Sensei smiled at her star "I'm glad to here that, damasu. You will not regret this decision, damasu. You have been one of the greatest if not the greatest gymnasts I have ever trained, damasu." Maron blushed at the complement that her teacher gave her. "But right now I need you to supervise the boys, make sure that they scrub that floor and place the mat down perfectly, damasu. Everything must be in order tomorrow, damasu." Pakkyaramao-Sensei looked into the star's eyes. Maron gave Pakkyaramao-Sensei a nod and moved closer so she could keep an eye on the male members of her class. As the boys grumbled while scrubbing the floor the girls were busy polishing all of the chairs and preparing the stage with fresh cut flower arrangements. A little over an hour and a half the other class reprehensive and the final two members of the class Pakkyaramao-Sensei signaled for the three to come to her. "Toudaiji, go join the rest of the girls on the stage, damasu. Tachibana, go over to Kusakabe, she will give you instructions, damasu. Minazuki, the class room is in perfect order, damasu?" Iinchou gave the teacher a nod. "Good, then I want to make sure that the girls do a good job cleaning those chairs, damasu. Every thing needs to be perfect for tomorrow, damasu." The raven haired teacher pointed to a group of female students that were scrubbing the fold up chairs. It took five hours after class had ended for the gymnasium to be set up to gave Pakkyaramao-Sensei's standards. She finally allowed her students to leave after the sixth hour.
Miyako and Chiaki all but dragged themselves home as Maron walked normally. "It's not fair that the class representatives only supervise while the rest of us slave away." Miyako grumbled. "You were the one who nominated me, Miyako. So quit your complaining. You know how many times I have worked myself to the bone for the class?" Maron turned and stared at her best friend. The amethyst haired girl nodded. "Yeah, yeah, yeah." She rolled her eyes. "Who do you think were the people that ran around like chickens with their heads cut off to make sure everything was perfect for the school festivals? Iinchou and I have spent many hours in council meetings and numerous hours doing research for the class. So I don't want to hear it." Maron gave Miyako a death's glare. Miyako knew when she was beat and did not push the subject further. The three neighbors made their way up to their apartments and prepared for the last day they would be in high school.
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Sorry for the boring lecture that Minazuki gave but I felt it was necessary evil. Japanese's graduation ceremonies are very choreographed and I barely scratched the surface on what all goes on to have one. The practice starts weeks in advance, and every thing must be perfect during the ceremony no ands ifs or buts about it.