Both teams got ready as the new players joined. Nagihiko and Amu's classes joined the rest of Kukai's class to watch the new teachers play. Many already knew that Kukai and Nagihiko we're athletic although Nagihiko was teaching elemantry students. But when they looked at Amu...they didn't think she had a chance.
One of the highschoolers, took the soccer ball and stood in the middle where Hisako and Kukai were ready. He dropped the ball and was put into play. Tricking Kukai, Hisako managed to reach the ball before him and was already heading towards his goal with Amu running not that far away. Dodging a large number of players, Hisako was getting pretty far in onto the field when Nagihiko showed up.
Tk, the goal's right there, she hissed in her head.
Nagihiko slide in time to kick the ball out from underneath Hisako but had sent it up into the air. The ball now airborn, Amu ran up and jumped high enough to kick the ball into the goal. The goalie missed it by far, giving the girl's the point.
Hisako looked up at Amu who was helping her up and grinned.
Kukai was helping up Nagihiko, his breathing a little uneven now.
"They got lucky that time. Game point!"
The ball was put back into play and this time, Kukai had the ball. He was jumping over players and running faster than the students could possibly catch them. Except for Hisako. He quickly noticed that she was on his tail. The adrenaline and the slight fear of having the ball stolen from him sent familar shivers down his spine. Sure, the college guys were good but this girl was presistant, a sports-lover.
She's like you.
The voice almost caused him to fall over and miss the goal. But he got his balance back. He got ready to make the goal but Hisako came up and circled him, stealing the ball but then-
~ping~
His feet reached back far and caught the ball before Hisako could run. He slipped it between her legs and took it for himself and quickly kicked it into the goal.
"GOAL!"
The call of the end of the game by the students felt amazing to Kukai's hyped body. He struck his thumbs-up pose for no apparent reason and grinned.
"Good job, Kukai!" Nagihiko smiled.
"Man! We could've won," Amu pouted but then noticed something in his hair. "Hey! You che-MMMMHHH!"
"What was that Amu-chan?" Nagihiko said innocently, covering her mouth.
Kukai brought his hand up to his hair and found the old clip that hasn't appeared in his hair five years ago. He searched himself, reaching into his pocket and finding the blue stared egg. It cracked and out came an old friend.
"Yo! Awesome job, Kukai."
"Daichi!"
"Souma-senpai?" Kukai hid Diachi back in his pocket, the green haired chara crying out in protest, and turned to Hisako. She held out her hand to him and grinned, "It was a lot of fun playing with you."
"You too."
Can I come out of the pocket now?
Kukai couldn't help but laugh.
Period 5
Utau's POV
"That was the most fun I've had at gym in like ever!"
I was sitting at the piano, playing a small piece when I heard three guys walk into the room talking about gym.
"Right? =D And what was her name was really good. She almost beat Souma-senpai!
"Kamura Hisako. I think I heard that she's trying to get a sports scholarship."
I smiled at their conversation. The music room is on the third floor and has a good view of the field. Last period, it got really loud outside so we went to the window to check it out and we ended up watching the game. The Kamura girl really was something. A lot like Kukai.
Brrrrrrr!
I walked over to the door and closed it before starting class. It was a pretty small class.
And they were all gapping -_-.
"Yes, I'm really Hoshina Utau so let's just get it all out. Come on. Let it out. You have five seconds."
They either screamed or started speaking really fast or both. I watched the clock.
5...4...3...2...1
"Alright! That's enough!" They got quiet. "Perfect. Now, welcome to Music. You can call me Tskiyomi-senpai/san or Hoshina-san. Either one is fine. And yes, the blue hair guy is my brother. No, we don't look alike but we are related. Yes, Souma-senpai is my fiancee. And no, I will not sign any autographs or take any pictures. Any questions?" Silence. "Good. Let's beginning.
"Your teacher left me your assignment. Apparently you were all suppose to learn a song, old or new, and perform it."
"Yes."
"Alright. Are there any volunteers?" They just stared at me. "Oh come on. No one?" Some were fidgeting in their seats or avoiding my eyes. "I see how it is. Well, I guess I'm going to have to pick randomly." Picking up the attendance list, I picked the first name that caught my eye.
This should be fun.
~Time Skip~
The last kid just went. And let me tell you, some were good, some were okay, and some were amazing. I wouldn't be surprised if I found them singing as a career soon.
"I have to say, there's some talent in here," I smiled at them and they beamed.
I felt all fuzzy about the way they were smiling at me but then I felt like messing with them. "But you'll never be better than me ;P."
Some chuckled while others were a little discouraged. Then i felt bad but then I didn't. Then I did. Then I didn't. WTF! I'm i turning bipolar! Or is just the hormones from being pregnant?...UGH!
Relax, Utau. Chehehehehe~
Yes, you shouldn't worry. My love radar is telling me that they all love you! Love love love!
Shut up, Eru!
Wah!
"I'm getting dizzy ." I said to myself realizing now that it was Iru and Eru's fault...Crap their back.
That's not nice to say.
But you're not nice Iru.
Shut up, Eru!
"Hoshina-san, are you okay?"
~ping~
"Course I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be? Either way it's none of your business," I said, sounding pretty mean.
~ping~
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that. Yes, I'm fine, thanks for asking."
I sound fuckin' bipolar! I looked out at the class and they were looking at me like I've lost my mind. I sighed, letting my arms fall to my sides and thats when i felt them. And I just thought that they were just in my head. I reached into my pockets and pulled out the baby pink and magenta laced eggs and smiled.
"What are those?"
I smiled at the class, "Something special."
Sing Utau!
Yeah, sing! Cheheheheh~!
"Hoshina-san, is it alright if...you sang a song for us?"
"Hm...I'm fine with it but let me call someone to sing with me." I walked outside the room and down a few rooms. Looking through the window, I can see Akane with a book in her hand, smiling as she read and the class with their eyes closed, listening. I opened the door, "Sorry to interrupt." Akane stopped reading and everyone opened their eyes and gacked at me.
"Hey, Utau."
"Hey. I need a favor."
"A favor?"
"Yeah. Come sing with me for my class."
"Sing! But Utau-"
"No buts!"
"Utau, I'm not ready to sing again yet."
"Yes you are. You sang...then. There's no problem now. Come on. It'll do you some good."
"*sigh* Alright..."
"You guys can come too =)," I told the class.
They all got excited and pulled Akane down into my classroom. My class was confused by Akane and her class walking in but they quickly ignored it when everyone sat down. I took out my phone and called Haru and he soon showed up.
He walked into the room his hands having some splotches of paint on them, "So you want me to what?"
"Play guitar," I pointed at the electric guitar in the corner of the room.
He stared at me then shrugged, "Alright. What am I playing?"
"There are some notes on the piano."
"'Kay."
"Akane, you play bass?"
"Hm. Sure."
"Then lets get started. You'll pick up the words ;)"
She rolled her eyes playfully, "You and Haru just love to do this to me."
"Haru."
He started playing the notes that I had written during the periods because I was bored and Akane played bass.
(Okay, so the song is Last Kiss by Fireflight. I know there's drums but I'm not gonna bother Utau with that lol. Utau is Bold, Akane is Italic, Both is Bold Italic)
Look the sun is rising I can taste the end
Wake up my sleepwalkers it's time for you to scatter.
The kiss of death, fresh on his lips
The enemy brings his best.
Yes I will submit I'll bend before you now.
Hit me again I know who I am
Hit me again the power is mine
Hit me again my blood's not my own
Where are your nails now?
Quickly, Akane made up the next verse.
Salty sweat stings my wounds
Burning with the heat of your hate
Wounded for your transgressions I lift up the weight
I carry death to the alter
And I sacrifice myself
Hit me again I know who I am
Hit me again the power is mine
Hit me again my blood's not my own
Where are your nails now?
I didn't write the next notes for Haru and Akane here because I didn't get to it but Haru made them up on his own. And it was great! He really is amazing on the guitar and I didnt really know Akane could play. Both classes were enjoying the guitar solos as they were reaching its peaks and when we started singing, they cheered.
Hit me again I know who I am
Hit me again the power is mine
Hit me again my blood's not my own
Where are your nails now!
"That was great, Utau!"
"Iru?"
"It was super lovely!"
"Eru?"
The two of them were floating next to me and I couldn't help but smile. They rested on my shoulders close to my cheeks. I really did miss them.
~Period 6~
Akane's POV
After singing with Utau, I felt completely drained. I went back to my classroom without saying anything but I could feel Haru and Utau watching me. I didn't want to worry them but I didn't have the energy to hide my exhaustion. Hell, the students in the next class are watching me and wondering what to do. I'm sitting at my desk with my hand on my forhead, eyes closed.
The bell rang and I let out a long sigh. Come on, Akane. You can do this. Just three more periods.
I pushed my chair back and stood up. Taking a deep breath, I gave a kind smile, "Afternoon, everyone. I'm Hanaki-senpai and I'll be your English teacher today. How many of you have had some of the other new teachers?" A number of hands went up. "That's good. Well, let's beginning."
"W-wait! Hanaki-sempai?"
"Yes...?" I looked out at the class and settled on a boy that sat by the window. If I had to compare his looks to anyone, I'd say he looks like the male version of Kasumi. Not even Daigo years ago, when he dressed up as Kasumi's brother, looked close to being her brother as this student.
"Uh...A-Ando Kiyoshi."
"Ando-san...Well, you have a question?"
"Ano. W-well, yes. I-I wanted to know..." He started to shy away. I couldn't help but watch. He noticed that his body was trembling a little from nerves and that his eyes moved from me to the desk.
Then, the most amazing thing happened.
"Go on, Kiyoshi-kun."
"Yeah, ask her."
"Don't worry. She seems nice."
The class was...helping him. Encouraging him to speak. I was completely moved. My smile grew into a sincere one. "Ando-san." I waited for him to look up at me. "You wanted to know what?"
His cheeks turned a light hue of pink. Almost like Amu's hair. "I-I wanted t-to know if you are the Hanaki Akane that wrote 'Night Within'."
That's my book. "Yes, that's me." His eyes widen and his lips pulled up into a smile. "How do you know about it? I only had it published in America. I haven't published it in Japan yet."
"I-I was in America when you published it."
"Kiyoshi-kun loves reading," said a girl sitting next to him.
"Yup, he's always reading," the guy sitting behind him stood up over his desk and pulled a book out from Kiyoshi's desk, "Never comes to class without a book."
"He got so excited during the assembly when he heard your name."
"I-Iku-chan!"
"What? You know it's true. Don't be so embarrased, Ki-kun. If she's anything like the other teachers, she must be nice."
Hm? Ki-kun? Iku-chan? These two are close. I looked at Kiyoshi who was blushing like mad as Iku smiled at him. And it seems there's a connection.
"Well, Kiyoshi-kun," he looked at me surprised when I used his first name, "I'm flattered that you know my book. I hope you enjoyed it."
"Enjoyed it? It was amazing! I've read so many books and many have moved me to tears and so has 'Night Within'. The way you were able to put all those feelings on paper? I...I...I dont even know what to say!"
By now he was out of breath from being so excited and he was still smiling. Me? I was stunned. I've had amny people compliment my book back in America but never, NEVER has anyone told me they loved it like Kiyoshi did just now. And I felt...relieved? I didn't even know. But what I did know was that I felt incredibly happy. You know that fuzzy feeling people talk about when you're happy? Yeah, that's how I felt. So what did I do? I walked over to Kiyoshi and hugged him. The class started giggling and making noises when I hugged him. When I pulled away he was flushed, he looked like he was goin to faint.
"W-What was t-t-that for?"
"A thank you."
"F-For what?"
"Hm...I'm not really sure myself."
Yup, that's when he fainted. I caught him in time and the guy sitting behind him helped me sit him down at his desk. Iku came over to make sure he was comfortable which was really cute. Then my eye caught something. His notebook that was poking out of his desk. I dont know why but I took it out and started flipping through it.
"I didn't know what I was expecting that day, running in late to school but thinking back, I'm glad I was late. I ran into the girl that was unexpectedly going to change my life. Her long brown hair that I'll soon learn that she hates." "...Senpai?" "Her hazel eyes that can never hide her emotions. Her plump pink lips that look as soft as they feel." "Ha...npai?" "Her pale flawless skin that gives her a fraigle apparence that she uses to her advantage. This girl who I now know is the girl I will fall in love with for the first time." "...nki-se...?" "And my story begins here..."
"Hanaki-senpai!"
"Huh?"
"What are you reading?"
I looked from the book to Iku and back at the book and quickly closed it. "Oh nothing."
She gave me a confused look but shrugged it off. I then took the notebook and turned to a clean page and borrowed a pen from one of the students.
"Dear Kiyoshi-kun,
I'm glad that you enjoyed my book. I went through a lot just writing it. And having read just a small portion from this notebook of your's
I assume you also want to be a writer. Well, I wish you luck because I think you have potential. I'll be looking forward to reading one of your books
and I hope you'll continue to look out for mine. If you need any help with publishing, give me a call or call my manager. ;) I'm sure she'll be willing
to help a writer in need.
-Sincerely, Hanaki Akane
P.S: You have a lot of people supporting you. I hope that the day we meet again, we have both pulled through our problems. 'Till then."
"There..."
"That was very nice of you, Aka."
That voice...
"Shhh. Yes, it's me. Lila."
"Lila...Oh, Lila." I felt ready to cry. It's been so long since I've heard Lila's voice and thinking of her, made me think of Yuka in my pocket.
"You're strong, Akane. You will get better. But for today, I'm only visiting."
"Where are you?" I felt something wiggle in my pocket. Looking down, Lilla poked her tiny head out. She looked up at me with those emeralded colored eyes that I lost and smiled.
"Hanaki-senpai, are you alright? You're crying."
"I'm fine. ^^"
I'm fine.
~Period 7~
Ikuto's POV
I'm glad that Miyamoto-senpai is still teaching here at Seiyou. Many of the classes sounded really good. Sure, there were some students that need more practice and we're off key or tempo but other wise, still good thou.
"I'm sitting next to the podium!"
"Are you stupid, why the hell do you care if you sit next to the podium or not?"
"Because then the new teacher can hear how well I can play."
"Yeah, right. You sound like a dying cat on that violin. He's a professional violinist. He wouldn't look at you even for a second."
"Shut up! At least I have a chance. You're on the stupid celo!"
"You take that back!"
Ugh! Shut the fuck up! I can hear you from down the hall!
The two loud mouths walked into my classroom and I was actually really surprised. By the way they were talking to each other, I figured they were rivals. Instead, they were ferternal twins. They both had the same black/gray hair, the girl's curling down her back while the boy had his short hair tied back in a low ponytail, the same golden eyes, same everything. They were identical. It was a little creepy when I thought back to Nagihiko cross dressing. Those two can switch places and no one would know...Actually, crossing dressing doesnt sound so bad if it can get me out of work or something...Note to self: stop hanging out with Nagihiko.
The bell rang and everyone started to settle into their seats with their instruments. A lot of the students were very calm, obviously it was the girls that were whispering as they eyed me up and down but I tried to ignore that. But, what I was getting annoyed by were the twins shoving each other in their seats. Like, come on, you're highschoolers. Grow up.
"Is there a problem?" They froze in mid-shove and slowly looked up at me. When they saw just how annoyed I was, they settled in their seats and took their rest positions. "I thought so." I turned back to the orchestra, raised my baton and they all went into the ready positions. Lowering the baton, they started. The violins started off soft as the celos played in. I was basically keeping an eye on the twins to see what they'll pull but they were pretty into the music. Quickly glancing down at the attendance, I found their names. Nao and Naomi.
What a pair -_-.
Then in the middle of the piece, someone went completely offtune. And stayed off tune.
"Ah!" I cut them to stop and covered my ears. My poor sensitive...cat ears? I felt them up to the end and yanked them a little only to flinch in pain. The class was staring at me by now in complete bewilderment.
"He has cat ears."
"Look! It's a tail!"
I looked behind me to see that I do indeed have a tail...This is going to be so fun to explain. "Uh...just ignore the cat features, they're not real. Anyway, one of you is offtune. Very painfully off tune and I think it's in the celos."
They all raised their bows and played the same note and I found him. I pointed at him, "You're out of tune. Please fix it." It was Nao. As he was fixing his celo, his sister was smirking in triumph. I rolled my eyes. I couldn't help it.
After he finished, we trying playing again but then someone else went off. Oh! And the sound was so much more painful than Nao's offtune celo. "Okay, this time its in the violins." Like the celos, they all played the same note and I caught the violinist. "You're off." It was Naomi. And surprise surprise, her brother was smirking. I'm so fed up with them. "Okay, you two, up."
"What?"
"You heard me. Stand up, with your instruments." Confused they stood up and waited. "I want you, Naomi to stand in that corner." The look on her face was hilarious but I tried to keep a straight face. "And you, Nao, take a seat over in the other corner."
The class started to giggle at them but I glared at them and they stopped but they started eyeing my ears and tail again. Great.
"Is there a purpose to this?" Nao asked as he sat down.
"Yes. I want you to play the first page of music. Without your sister."
"No problem." He started to play but he didnt sound very good and he knew that too because he would stop and try and start over but it still didnt work. "I don't get it."
"You'll see. Hold on." I turned towards Naomi who was chuckling in her corner. "Naomi." She immediatly stopped. "You do the same."
"Sure." Like Nao, she didn't sound right and tried again but still failed. "Why won't it come out right?"
"Isn't it obvious? You two are too busy fighting over who's better that you haven't even realize that you two can't play without the other." They both hesitantly turned their gaze to each other. "You two are siblings. Twins! You're suppose to be close. Not fight. I know what it's like to have a sister. I argue with her too but not to the point of arguing every sibling minute."
"...He has a point," Nao sighed.
"He does."
They walked towards each other. "So, no more fighting?"
Naomi smiled and nodded, "No more fighting."
They hugged and the class took in the sappy sibling moment, aww-ing and clapping. I couldnt help but smile to myself, remembering my moments with Utau.
"Yo! Ikuto! We're trying to sing up here! Tell your class to stop clapping!"
Smirking, I walked over to the window and looked up where Utau's classroom was. She was glaring down at me. "And what if I don't them to stop clapping?"
Just as I noticed the bat wings on her back, she noticed my cat ears and my swaying tail. She smiled.
Floating out of my pocket was Yoru's egg and then hatched. "Ikuto-nya!"
"Yoru?"
"That's right! I'm back just like everyone else is-nya."
I looked back up at Utau who now had angel wings. "Hm... so you guys really are back."
"You thinking what I'm thinking-nya?"
"'Course. Oi!" The class looked at me. "Come over here and make as much noise as you want."
"Ikuto, don't you dare!"
"Enjoy the music, Utau."
The class started to clap, stomp, scream, squeal, play their instruments badly, the works. The look on Utau's face was hilarious XD.
"Good to have you back, Yoru."
"Good to be back-nya."
"I swear, those ears and tail are real. Look how they move!"
Best period ever!
~Period 8~
Haru's POV
I was going around the room collecting the paint brushes from the last class and replacing them with clean ones but thoughts were somewhere else. I wonder is Akane's okay. She looked really worn out after singing. I tried calling her room last period but she didn't answer and I tried calling her cell phone but it was off and I couldnt leave the room. I managed to leave the period before becaue I got Amu to cover. I was surprised to see Ran with her and was even more surprised when I saw Miki when I got back.
"The chara's are back today =D Daichi, Temari, and Rhythm are here. I don't know about the others. But I bet they're here too."
I was so distracted by my thoughts, that I had accidently dipped my hand into a blue paint cup at someone's station. I stared at the blue color and shrugged, personailly, I enjoy the feeling of paint on my skin. It's odd but I never was a very normal person, now was I?
"Ano, Sensei?" I turned around with my blue hand to face the student. It was a girl, a bit short for her age but hey, so was Rima. Actually, looking at her closely, I'd say they were related considering how they look. She had these honey color eyes but unlike Rima, this girl had a very short hair cut, up to her ears. Basically made me think of Rima with a short cut, She better keep the long hair for now. But strangely, she felt familiar like I've seen her before.
"Yes?"
"Well, my name's Suzuki Kaede and...I just wanted to tell you, I love your art work. I'm always at your art gallery."
I couldn't help but smile, "No wonder I thought you look familar. I've seen you at my gallery a lot."
"Mhm, that's me. The way you paint, the way you draw, I enjoy it very much and, I hope you don't mind, but I try to sketch using your methods. That's why I'm always at the gallery to see if I'm sketching right."
"Oh! That's no problem at all. If you'd like, I could teach you."
"Really? =D That would be amazing!" She bowed, "Arigatou gozaimasu!"
I chuckled, "You're welcome. But you don't have to bow."
"Oh. Sorry."
"It's okay."
"Haru!"
Turning my attention away from Suzuki-san, I saw Daigo walking up to us. "Daigo, you're in this class?"
"You tell me, you're the teacher."
"Haha. But you're only an eight grader. This is a high school class."
"Tsukasa-san calls it an AP class for me and Kaede-san."
"Huh? Suzuki-san? I thought she was a high schooler," I said surprised.
"Really? How? I'd be a pretty short high schooler," she tilted her head, confused.
"Have you met the Home Ec/Drama teacher, Mashiro-sensei?"
"Yes. A lot of people said I looked like her. It was a little creepy how true it was."
"Yeah, well, she was really short back in high school. Still is short now."
In my pocket, my phone vibrated. Taking it out, I unlocked it and opened the text.
To: Haru
From: Rima
You're talking about me aren't you? DDDX
"Well! I think we should start class, don't you?" I smiled brightly, honestly terrified inside.
Daigo and Suzuki-san stared at me weird but shrugged it off and went to their stations.
~Time Skip~
Kaede-chan is really something. Turns out, she comes from a long line of painters on her father's side. When she was little, he taught her how to draw and paint and she grew to love it. She wanted to become an artist but not like her family.
"You see, my family only paint the traditional japanese paintings. I find it boring. I want to paint fields of flowers, skies full of stars, and learn every method there is to do so. So, I started taking art classes in school and worked on my own. My father's a bit disappointed by my choice in art but he and my mother still support me."
"That's really amazing, Kaede-chan."
I was currently sitting next to her as she practiced the sketching method she was trying to learn. She was having a hard time learning it because she's not use to it but I know she'll learn.
"What about you? You're a famous painter now. How'd you start?"
"I started..." I leaned back in my chair and looked up at the ceiling. It's been so long since I thought back to why I draw, why I paint. Why do I paint?
"Mama, what are you doing?"
"I'm painting, Haru. You want to watch?"
"Mhm...Why are you painting?"
"I paint because I can capture an image on a canvas that a picture can't. I can do whatever I want with the paints...Whatever I desire."
I felt Kaede-chan watching me with sadly but I was thinking of my mother. The woman that took care of me after my worthless father left. She's the reason I paint. I wanted to be able to paint her. But I was young and was still learning. I thought I had the time but I didnt. I didn't get the chance to capture her beautiful face on a canvas. Closing my eyes, I tried to picture her but my memories of her were fuzzy. She was like a dream that I want to remember but cant...
"Hm?" I opened my eyes when I felt something poke me. It was Kaede-chan with a paint brush. She held it out to me and moved her easel over to me with a fresh new canvas on it.
"Whatever you desire, right?"
I smiled and took the brush and faced the white canvas. Closing my eyes I tried again to picture my mother and slowly, her face started to come in focus with each stroke of the brush. Was her hair always that long? Was her body always that thin and fraigle? Was her face always that round? Were her eyes always that black?
Before I knew it, my mother was right in front of me, her black eyes turned down, looking at the table where she's painting.
"She's beautiful." I was shocked back into reality by the sound of Daigo's voice. He was looking over my shoulder with green and red smears of paint on his face.
"Who is that, Motou-senpai?"
"Yeah, who is she? She looks like she could be your sister. But you're an only child."
"Well, you weren't born then and I hadn't met Aka yet. This is my mother."
"Your mother..."
Daigo, Aoi, and especially Akane knew what happened to my mother. My whole life changed when she died. I miss her.
Suddenly, Daigo had his hand on my head and I felt something wet and thick touch my scalp. Looking up at him I noticed the stupid grin on his face and Kaede standing behind him with her eyes wide and her mouth hanging.
"You did not...just do that."
"You were looking a little blue, that I'd add some white to your face, you know?"
"Oh, it's on!"
I quickly turned my mother way and grabbed a paint cup from the easel, stuck my hand into it, and threw the black paint at Daigo. It hit the side of his face and we started throwing paint at each other while Kaede tried to stop us and the rest of the class started turning their paintings away. Daigo reached into a cup of orange and threw it at me but I ducked just in time. But because I ducked, the paint hit Kaede who was standing right behind me in the neck.
Daigo and I stopped and stared at her as she looked at the orange paint on her. Then...hell broke loose.
It was awesome! The whole class jumped in after we covered all the paintings with tarp. It was so much fun!
"Don't you love the feel of paint on your skin?" Turning to where the voice came from, I came face to face with-
"Taku...?"
"Hey, Har-ooof!"
"Taku!" The poor guy was knocked out of the air by a glob of blue and brown paint.
He stood up on the desk he landed on and laughed. "That was awesome!" I couldn't help but laugh at how much fun he had getting hit with paint XD. "Hey, Haru, go check out that painting you did."
"Why?"
"Just do it."
"Okay." He floated up and sat on my shoulder as I ran through the battle zone and up to my painting by the window. Taking the tarp off carefully, I gasped. I had painted my mother alone, painting. But now, she was smiling down at a small black haired, black eyed boy with the brush still in her hand against the paper on the desk. "That little boy..."
"Is you."
I looked at Taku on my should and smiled.
~Period 9~
Tadase's POV
I tripped out of the bookcase and fell onto the floor of Tsukasa-oji's office. Rubbing my back and sitting up, I watched as the bookcase closed.
I was so bored in the office the entire day. While the others were teaching and such, I was sitting at a desk, doing paperwork when I obviously had no idea what they were for. I had gotten up to walk around the office when I pulled a book out of the bookcase, opening to the large maze that my family had built in this school. I was there the entire day because I got lost. No wonder my family built it O.o It's so boring sitting in that office.
But I finally found my way back and here I am, sitting in the office with nothing to do now but to wait for the last period of the day to finish.
That is, until there was a knock at the door. I quickly got up and brushed myself off.
"Tadase-kun, I'm coming in!"
"Amu-chan?" She walked in looking really angry while dragging the new Joker, Ito Yoshikazu, by the collar of his shirt. His charas were trying to pull Amu-chan's fingers off him but she held on. But it wasn't any of that they surprised me. It was when Amu-chan's charas appeared and tried fighting off Ito-kun's charas. Well, Ran and Miki. Su and Dia stayed back and watched, not knowing what to do. "Amu-chan, when did you get your charas back? O.O"
"Long stories but that's not important right now. What's important," she pulled Ito-kun, who was fighting against her grip on the floor, up and pushed him inbetween us, "Is that he's skipped four periods."
"Four classes?"
He scoffed and crossed his arms, "You're just mad 'cause they were all you're classes and what we're you doing in my Social Studies class?"
"Covering it for your teacher, you smart ass," she grabbed his ear and twisting it.
"Ow! Let go you hag!"
"What did you call me!"
"You heard me! Owowowowowow!"
~ping~
"QUIET!" Whoa O.o was that me? "Amu-chan, let go of Ito-kun, now." With a frightened look on her face, she let go of him and took a step back. Ito-kun glared at her and cupped his red ear. "And you Ito-kun, cutting four classes is inexcusable. You do understand that?"
"Whatever," he averted his gaze to the bookshelves behind me.
"No, it's not 'whatever'." I took a pause to looked at him and then at Amu-chan who was still fuming and back. His charas were hanging on his shoulder looking at him, upset. "I'm going to leave a note for my uncle. You have detention for all four of the classes you missed."
"What! No, you can't do that! I have Guardian work to do and-"
"Then you should've thought of that before you cut class."
I turned around and walked over to Oji-san's desk and started writing down the note for him.
"No! Don't do it!" Suddenly, my hand was attacked by Ito-kun's charas. They were trying to pull my hand away from the paper.
"Kazu-kun doesn't want to get in trouble!" Saburo teared.
"He was just up on the roof!" Ichiro almost bit me.
"Guys, uresai!" Ito-kun cried out.
"He didn't get a lot of sleep last night and then there was an x-egg!"
"Uresai!"
I raised my hand, the charas then stopped fighting me and settled on my hand with upset faces. I walked back to Ito-kun who was hiding his eyes behind his bangs. Amu was standing in the back, her eyes were screaming that she wanted to say something. I dont know why she didn't.
"Ito-kun...I dont see why you're so upset. Your charas wanted to keep you out of trouble."
"I'm not upset..."
"Your face says otherwise."
"Okay! I am upset! Happy? Leave me alone. Come on guys." He turned quickly and started walking towards door with his charas floating out of my hand and after him. Just as he was reaching the door, Amu-chan blocked the door. "Excuse me," he said in a rude tone.
"No."
"All I want to do is leave. Can't I have that? I already have detention for four classes."
"There's something wrong but you're not telling anyone."
"I'm fine."
"Amu-chan has a point. What's wrong, Ito-kun?"
"Nothing!"
"If you continue to bottle up your feelings, our charas might turn into x-eggs. Yoshikazu-kun, talk to us."
"When will you people understand, I'm fine!"
"Father's never home..." Subaro sighed, floating towards me.
"Subaro!"
"Mother never pays any attention."
"Jirou..."
"And Mizuki-nee is in Europe studying," Ichiro finished.
"Ito-kun..."
"You guys said you wouldn't tell."
"But you need help, Kazu-kun," Subaro cried.
"I have her! I have you guys! That's why you're around. Remember!"
So that's what they were born from. I see it now. Ichiro was always smiling, he was Ito-kun's self to smile, to be happy. Jirou was always had a straight face and was a very calm chara, he was Ito-kun's self to stay calm, hide his emotions. And Saburo was always shy and crying, he was Ito-kun's self to let out all his feelings and cry.
"Ito-kun, charas can be good friends to talk too but the reason they're around is to teach us how to become them. Ichiro, Jirou, and Saburo are here for your comfort, yes, but you need to learn from them. So far, I can tell that you've become very much like Jirou. Always keeping a mask on over your true feelings. But have you learned to smile like Ichiro.?..Or how about cry like Saburo?"
He stared at me with his wide eyes and his body tense. He was speechless.
Amu-chan walked up behind him and gently wrapped her arms around him, "It's okay to cry, Yoshikazu-kun. It doesn't mean you're weak. It means that you're strong enough to breathe. So how 'bout it? Want to finally breathe?"
It was like watching a dam break. He stood there in Amu-chans' arm, tense and wide eyes. Then, tears started to well up in his eyes until they started to fall. They ran down his cheeks and dropping from his chin, onto his shirt and some onto Amu-chan's arms. He turned in her arms and cried into her chest. I watched with his charas floating next to me as his body trembled with sobs as Amu-chan stroked his hair like he was a child.
"She's like Mizuki-nee," Ichiro smiled.
"I miss her."
"Stop crying, Saburo," Jirou shook his head.
"By the way, he said 'i have her'. Who's her?" I asked.
Jirou smirked while as Ichiro's smile grew and Saburo giggled through his tears, "Aoi-chan."
"Aoi-chan?" Wow, I would've never thought.
"But you did good today, Tadase. You'd make a good principal." I turned at the sound of the voice and came face to face (literally) with a familar face.
"Kiseki? O.O"
"Yes, I am back! Mwahahaha! I am back to dominate the world!"
"No you're not Kiseki," Miki floated over with her sisters, arms crossed, "We're only here for a day. Just to visit."
"I can still dominate the world while I'm here for the day, commoner."
"You weren't able to dominate the world in the past 10 years," Ran rolled her eyes.
"How dare you speak to your King like that!"
The girls laughed and I couldn't help but chuckle at Kiseki. Still the same as always.
"You guys laughing about?" Ito-kun asked, wiping his face and trying to put up a front again.
"Oh nothing."
"Kiseki's back," Amu-chan smiled.
"Yup. Are the other charas back too?"
"I just know that Daichi, Temari, and Rhythm are here. I haven't seen the others yet."
"They're all here-desu."
"Well," Miki sighed, "Not Yuka or Takeo. Takeo said that sending Taku was enough to Haru."
"What about Yuka? Akane could really use some strength from her," Amu shook her head.
"Yuka never returned to Akane's heart," Ran frowned.
"What?"
"We thought that maybe she returned to her heart while in America but she never did."
"So you're saying that Yuka has been with Akane this whole time?"
"Yes."
"So where is she?"
The final bell rang and students were flooding out of the building. Many of the high schoolers were talking about their classes if they had the new teachers.
While they were leaving, the new teachers were cleaning up their rooms, leaving them ready for tomorrow's real teachers. But outside, at the gates, stood a very angry woman.
I'm so sorry this chapter took so long. But as you can see, it's not a short chapter.
I hope you all enjoyed it and enjoyed your holidays. School started for me already and with mid-term exams coming up, it'll probably a while 'til I post up the next chapter.
So, sorry again for taking so long.
R&R plz