A/N: Hello guys, welcome to the final part of the Valentine's Day Ball Arc of this story. I had a lot of fun writing this chapter and ended up pausing a few times from how many times I laughed. This chapter does get serious need the middle of it but let's just say Karma is a bitch. You will all love what I did in this chapter and I'm sure you will either be laughing, or extremely disgusted but laughing anyway...I will say no more.
Like last time, there are some references in this chapter, but it will be up to you the reader to name them all...one of you correctly guessed what Sena was referencing...and you were correct. Congratulations Guest Person for guessing correctly...you get a virtual cookie.
This chapter finally introduces us to the much awaited Valentine's Day Ball. I completely forgot to have Daisuke receive his chocolates from all of the girls he has befriended, but I was more focused on the mall than anything. Only Kiriko gave him chocolate...so lets just pretend and say that all of the girls he knows gave him chocolate and gratefully accepted them.
I have also involved the Student Council a bit, and will be involving them a lot more as the story progresses. I had completely forgotten them, and they are the most important people in Danganronpa. They're killing game was what sparked the Parade and then the Tragedy. I have also neglected the real Ryouta Mitarai a lot too...but worry not, the next chapter will amend that. The Ultimate Imposter will be talking with Daisuke because he needs help speaking with Ryouta...or rather he wishes to speak with him to work on a script for his anime...something along those lines.
Finally, I will be posting the Student Council's titles during this chapter so I don't have to do them in the next one...so memorize them all, or flip back to this chapter as a reference...the names are as follows...if you want to see what they look like, just check out the Wiki, they contain the information. All of the titles I have given them are positions that I picked out due to how they look and act...they might not be actual talents, but hell it's all I could come up with...I couldn't come up with a shit load of original talents. So let's just say that Student Council titles are the only ones that can be inherited directly.
Soshun Murasame: Ultimate Student Body President
Kotomi Ikuta: Ultimate Student Body Vice President
Karen Kisaragi: Ultimate Student Body Secretary
Suzuko Koshiki: Ultimate Student Body Treasurer
Kiriko Nishizawa: Ultimate Physician/Head of the Health Committee
Daiki Kubo: Ultimate Public Relations Officer
Aiko Umesawa: Ultimate Auditor
Shoji Yoko: Ultimate Reporter/Head of the Hope's Peak Gazette
Sosuke Ichino: Ultimate Parliamentarian
Tsubasa Kamii: Ultimate Congresswoman/Girl's Representative
Taro Kurosaki: Ultimate Senator
Tomohiko Goryoko: Ultimate Bodyguard/Boy's Representative
Asukasei Hino: Ultimate Class Monitor
Ryota Someya: Ultimate Sergeant-At-Arms
Jennifer Moxie: Ultimate Historian/Head of Student Affairs
Class Representatives:
Class 76: Sena Morikawa: Ultimate Costume Designer
Class: 77: Chiaki Nanami: Ultimate Gamer, Daisuke Del Rio: Ultimate Story Teller(Vice Representative)
Class 78: Byakuya Togami: Ultimate Affluent Progeny
Class 79: Ashton Nevermind: Ultimate Prince
The Class Reps Won't be part of the first Killing Game, the Tragedy of Hope's Peak Academy. Just the main members will be taking part in that, as two are from Class 77 and one from Class 78, Junko has special plans for them, so they will be left out.
So that's it, I hope you all enjoy this chapter, let me know what you think...
PS, my uncle asked me what I wanted for my birthday since I turn 22 in a couple weeks. The first words out of my mouth were Fidget Spinner, and he ended up buying me one at the store. I have no idea what the hell to do with it, but on the plus side it glows in the dark, and that's pretty cool I guess...maybe I can use it as a gag or something...have a nice night!
I suggest playing Nearer My God To Thee when you get to the good part, it makes it even funnier. Just look for the full version with the picture of the Titanic on it. If it takes like ten seconds to load up, then you've found the right one...have fun!
The End of Hope's Peak Academy
Zetsubou-Hen
Chapter 25
Ball II
The Valentine's Day Ball is but one of Hope's Peak Academy's many prominent events. It was an extravagant dance held every year on the day of love. Not only would couples take advantage of the day and confess their feelings, but they would also dress up for a special masquerade. It was obvious that the organizers hadn't spared a single expense decorating the Music Room for the event. The chandelier had been turned on, shedding light on the room below. It gave the entire room and alluring look. There were hearts and streamers all over the place, including some very well made heart statues which had been placed near the entrance. At either end of the room were too long food tables, filled to the brim with every food imaginable. There were even some servants walking around with food platters, serving the guests of the ball.
Even though it was supposed to be a Ball, that didn't stop the Ultimate DJ from playing more upbeat music. She wanted everyone to have fun, not be bored. So when she had taken over, she had brought her own mix of songs and had them blaring through the speakers. Her set up was massive, not only did she have two laptops and two turn tables, but she had a wide array of buttons, switches, levers and anything that would make music sound epic. That along with some strobe lights, made the ball look more like a dance party than an actual ball.
All over the main floor, young men and women were walking around, most dressed in Victorian era clothes, others dressed in more modern steam punk varieties. But what made them all stand out wasn't there clothes, it was the masks adorning their faces. Each one was different than the other, adding a bit of flair to an otherwise risque clothing choice. People were chatting, dancing and eating, it was the pinnacle of the day. And that's why Daisuke was extremely nervous.
Sure, he could handle some things under pressure, but he had slight agoraphobia. He hated big crowds, especially big crowds of people he didn't know. The ones here were students of Hope's Peak, and yet he didn't recognize them because of their masks. That made everything so much worse for him. He swallowed hard, focusing on something other than his nerves. The fact that he was in a dress wasn't helping him out either.
On the way up to the Fourth Floor, he had tripped a number of times. The second and third floors of the academy had been filled with various people, guests even children. Reserve Course students blended into the crowds, and you wouldn't be able to guess they were one by outfit alone. He had hung onto the railing so hard he must have dented it. Hiyoko of course kept on laughing, telling him to straighten himself out before he face planted. Walking around in a dress wasn't as easy as he thought either. Since he couldn't exactly walk, he had to lift the dress up so he wouldn't trip. But that meant letting go of the railing. In the end he had Nekumaru carry him up in the most embarrassing way possible. But he figured Himiko would be the one everyone remembered, not him.
The second thing that had been discussed was the cover story. Apparently, Himiko and Kimiko were twin sisters from another country who went abroad to Hope's Hills Academy in America. When they heard about Hope's Peak throwing an annual ball, they just had to show up. It was an excellent cover story and so far the staff had been fooled. It was a times like those he was glad to be the Ultimate Story Teller. He could pass off as the Ultimate Liar with ease thanks to his compelling stories.
While nervous, he didn't really feel the need to interact with anyone. Hiyoko had gone off and done her own thing. She said if she couldn't dance with her boyfriend she may as well mess with the guests. He had warned her not to do anything stupid but she just brushed him off in a typical Hiyoko fashion. He just hoped she didn't blow their cover. He took a dainty sip from his champagne glass, surprised the academy was letting minors drink. Then again it was being regulated, one glass per person per hour. That didn't stop the adults from drinking their brains out.
"So, you enjoying the dance?" a familiar voice asked. He looked to his right, seeing a mass of pink hair sticking out of a top hat.
Kazuichi had decided to keep it simple. He was wearing a long sleeved white shirt, under a long black leather coat which he left open. He was wearing a leather vest over the white shirt, which had a few markings on it. He was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and some leather boots he had borrowed from Leon. His mask was a simple one, it was enough to cover the top part of his face. It had faint blue colors on it with white markings. Daisuke chuckled, taking another sip from his glass.
"You tell me, you look rather bored." he replied, his voice still founding airy. It had been weird at first but he had already gotten used to it. Kazuichi chuckled, grabbing a glass from behind him.
"Still getting over this whole cross dressing thing...you look like a total chick man."
"That's the idea. I'm trying to blend in after all...so I got a few questions, who's voice did you sample to make this thing?" he asked, pointing to his choker.
"Oh, that wasn't so hard. I took voice samples from Takane, Sonia, Sayaka and Kiriko and blended them together to make a unique voice. The vibrations from your vocal cords turn into energy, which passes through the choker and comes out as your new voice." he explained. Daisuke nodded, a rather impressed look on his face.
"That's impressive...you're mechanics know no bounds." he said.
"Actually, I had to get Chihiro to help me. She had to program the synthesizer to work properly, I created the base for it and got the materials and sent her the sampled voices. She did most of the work...I just didn't tell her who it was for." he admitted, a slight blush on his cheeks. Daisuke shrugged it off, smiling at a few people who walked past.
"So, where's Takane? I half expected her to be hanging off your arm."
"She's off doing her own thing. Leon let it slip that she did tarot readings and some people dragged her away. She didn't look too happy about it, but she messaged me telling me to save her a dance."
"Ooo, so you are getting serious? Three days and you're already in love? That's so cute." Daisuke said. Kazuichi pushed his face away, a frown on his own.
"Don't do that, you give me mixed emotions." he said, downing his glass of champagne.
"Whatever, I'm gonna go dick around...you enjoy yourself alright?" he asked, earning a nod from the mechanic. He grabbed the sides of his dress and walked off, being careful not to trip.
As he walked through the dance floor, he glanced up onto the stage where the Ultimate DJ had set up. He had only met her a few times, and it had been a bit weird. Her name was Otoki Kengyo and she was part of Class 76A. She had been in an accident when she was younger, rendering her blind forever. But this didn't deter her. She worked on improving her other senses, touch and hearing being the ones she worked on most.
She was able to was able to take any song, no matter how unpopular and remix it into something anyone could enjoy. She was often called Rainbow because of the added light effects her music created. Some people said she made use of binaural beats to mess with people's heads. The added light show didn't help much.
She was a beautiful young woman, standing at a short five foot three. She usually told people she liked being short because she could have more fun that way. She had long blonde hair with streaks of neon blue, green and pink. She had lost her corneas due to her accident, so she wore white contact lenses, giving her a mysterious look. She was wearing a pair of orange headphones on her head, which she was currently using.
She was wearing a rather interesting gown. It was a sleeveless dress with a pitch black bodice, which had specks of hot pink paint on it. The bottom part of the dress was a mess of colors, all of them blending into each other to create an odd rainbow of sorts. Parts of it were even torn on purpose to give it more flare. She was wearing fishnet gloves, her fingernails being painted with hot pink polish. She was also wearing a pair of black converse, since she hated wearing heels. She was typing a few things on her laptop, most likely the playlist. Daisuke was still trying to figure out how she used a computer, but he figured she had a braille keyboard to help her out.
Glancing away from the Ultimate DJ, Daisuke decided to continue his little adventure, wondering around the dance floor. He was trying to avoid any faculty members that were walking around, since that meant less questions. Then again there were so many new people on campus tonight that they won't be able to tell him apart from someone else. He stopped to let a few girls walk past him, all of them whispering about her cute his dress was. He blushed a bit, but didn't say anything. He didn't want attention after all. He glanced over to one of the food tables, seeing a stack of empty plates at the corner of it. He shook his head, walking over to it, immediately spotting his friend Akane.
Unlike the others in the ball, the Ultimate Gymnast decided to wear something different to the ball. She was wearing a rather interesting outfit, a wedding dress, complete with a veil and everything. It was a creamy pastel white, with white bows and ribbons hanging from it. She seemed to fill the dress out perfectly, but it had garnered some odd looks from nearly everyone. She set another empty plate down, wiping her face with a napkin.
"Aw man, this is great...it's like my own personal buffet!" she cried.
"Easy girl, try to leave some for the others. We wouldn't want them starving to death." he said, catching her attention. She gave him a grin.
"Hey Dais...I mean Himiko...man you look really hot." she said.
"Thank you, that was the idea. So hows the food?" he asked.
"Top tier, better than anything the campus peddles to me on a daily basis. Teruteru out did himself this year." she said.
"Yes he did, the food is always good when he cooks it. But I...have a question...why are you wearing a wedding dress?" he asked, looking her over. She smirked, putting her hands at her waist.
"My aunt rented this thing for her wedding three days ago. She wanted to get her moneys worth so she lent it to me for the night. You should have seen the old man, totally lost his shit." she replied.
"Literally or figuratively?" he asked, only earning a laugh from the girl. One of the servants brought over more food, the scent of it hitting her nose.
"Well, I got a date with Fillet Mignon, see ya later Himiko!" she cried, grabbing the serving platter set behind her. The boy rolled his eyes, walking away from the refreshment table.
Daisuke frowned a bit as the night went on. He found himself a bit bored, sure he was enjoying himself, but he couldn't exactly be with any of his friends. He had spoken to Chiaki earlier, the girl hadn't even bored to wear a mask, but the light pink dress she was wearing was rather cute. She had been sitting alone near the edge of the music room, playing her games. He had also spotted Ibuki walking around, in a shreaded black night gown, with hot pink and blue splattered on it. She was shouting loudly, and dancing to the music. A lot of people just cleared the area around her, letting her do her own thing. That had made her laugh quite a bit.
A sudden flash made him cringe, and he looked up once his vision had returned. In front of him stood Mahiru, holding her camera with a smirk on her face. She was wearing a crimson dress, accenting her figure nicely. Her hair had grown a bit, so it was just past her shoulders, and was decorated with a ribbon. She was wearing a velvet colored face mask, with golden accents on it. She snapped another picture of him, making him glare at her.
"Aw, don't be mad Dais, you look good in this. I want this for our class album." she said.
"Sounds to me like you want blackmail material. It's because I'm totally sexy isn't it?" he asked, causing her to groan.
"No, I just want some good times you know. Chiaki put me up to it...but you don't look like you are having fun." she said, lowering her camera.
"That's cuz I'm not. I can't be myself when I'm in disguise...besides I don't know how a woman acts so I can't just walk around either." he admitted, rubbing his arm.
"Well, there is one advantage to being in disguise." she said.
"That is?"
"Sylvia and that bastard father of yours are here. They don't know Himiko. Warm up to them, earn their trust and then stab them in the back." she said. Daisuke's bored expression morphed into an evil grin, one that would make even the Grinch cringe in fear.
"If I wasn't dating, I would kiss you...thanks for the advice." he said, brushing past her.
Mahiru just watched him go, blending into the crowd.
It wasn't hard to find Sylvia in the crowd. She was dressed in an over the top princess gown. Even though it was a silky pink color, and was glittering brightly in the light, it didn't make her any less beautiful. For those who didn't know her, Sylvia was a beauty, a girl anyone would be lucky to date. But for him, she was a shrew, with a shriveled up heart. With that in his mind, he took a deep breath, mustering the bright smile he could. He tapped her shoulder, grabbing her attention.
"May I help you miss?" she asked.
"No no, I just wanted to know where you got that gorgeous dress. It is to totally you." Daisuke replied, being overly peppy. Sylvia smiled, turning to face him.
"Well, you are an excellent judge of character. This dress was custom made from the finest silk in the world. I had it made just this occasion, so I could broadcast my arrival to the alumni of Hope's Peak Academy." she said, holding her arms out. She was acting like a spoiled princess and it took everything he had not to flip out on her.
"Oh, so you are part of the incoming class...that's very interesting. I don't think I have your name. My name is Himiko, I'm the Ultimate Voice Actress. I'm actually from America." she said.
"Ugh...an American? I mean cool an American! My name is Sylvia Amane, the future Ultimate Mathematician...my talent isn't all great. I can just subtract large sums in my head." she said with a shrug.
"Really? One million divided by six."
"One hundred and sixty six thousand six hundred sixty six." she replied, making him go wided eyed.
"Holy shit, she actually pulled that off. Maybe she did graduate from Lil' Ultimate Math to Ultimate Mathematician."
"Impressed? I know, it comes naturally. The doctors say that because of my keen intellect, I could put geniuses. I can solve a math problem faster than most college graduates." she said, giving her a smirk.
"So can a calculator." Daisuke replied, causing the girl to laugh.
"I suppose you are right. So you're a voice actress, have you voiced any characters I know?" she asked.
"Maybe, I've been in a few Disney movies here and there. I'm actually from Hope Hills Academy in America. I heard there was a party here so I took the first flight out. My twin sister Kimiko is wondering around somewhere." she said.
"About this tall with bright blue hair?" the girl asked, earning a nod from Daisuke.
"Ugh...she was so fucking annoying. I wanted to deck her in the face, but my daddy told me not to hit anyone."
"Daddy? You're father is here?" he asked curiously.
"Mhmm, his name is Ryusuke Fuji. He recently divorced his second wife Tami-Lynn and cut off all ties with her. He married my mom after my actual dad left us. He's been so kind to me, better than his other family." she said, grabbing a glass of punch.
"Other...family?" he asked, eyes narrowed a bit. She snorted, setting her glass down.
"His real family. Get this, there's a guy here who's called the Ultimate Story Teller...he got into this story by pure luck. His stories are absolute crap yet people eat it up. Worse yet, his bitchy little sister got in as the Ultimate Fashion Designer. The good thing about it is that I'm in her class, so I'll make her life a living hell for the next four years of her life. She'll definitely want to drop out of this place." she said.
Daisuke was starting to get really angry. Even though he was hiding it under a smile, he really wanted to strangle the girl. He had his hands clenched tightly. Surely since he was dressed like a girl he could hit one and no one would bat an eye. But if he got into a cat fight and his wig came off, it would be game over. He needed to get even, but how?
"Ah, there you are sweetheart...making friends with the commoners?" a familiar voice said. Daisuke looked up, coming face to face with the man that he hated the most. Sylvia giggled, hugging the man.
"Yes daddy, although Himiko here isn't that bad of a commoner. She works for Disney overseas." she said.
"Oh really now? Are you an animator or something?" the man asked.
"Voice Actress. I was in Big Hero Six and in Zootopia." she said happily.
"Hmm...at least you aren't a writer...you are wasting your time with such a silly talent. Business is where it is for me. There's nothing more exciting than closing a million dollar deal." he said, taking a sip from his drink.
"Oh, that about true?" he asked, tilting his head, his long hair falling off his shoulder. Ryusuke looked at him curiously.
"You have a birthmark on your shoulder, it...looks familiar." he said. Daisuke's eyes widened and he hastily covered the mark up, giggling to himself. He flicked his fan open, fanning himself a bit.
"Boy, it got hot in here. Say have you guys eaten anything? If you'd like I could bring you something? There's quite a bounty here." he said, looking around.
"I am rather famished...we'll pick a table and eat there. Come on daddy." Sylvia said, pulling Ryusuke away. He glared at Daisuke, still lost in thought.
He let out a sigh, memorizing which table they had taken. He started walking toward the food table, blending into the crowd. Once he did, he quickly left the music room heading toward the spot where he had spotted the Student Council hanging out. He looked around, his eyes searching for a certain pink haired girl. Spotted her talking to Tsubasa Kamii, the Ultimate Congresswoman. He stopped before the two, giving them a smile.
"Excuse me, do you think I could borrow Kiriko for a few minutes?"
"Sure, but...who are you?" Tsubasa asked, her cornflower blue eyes looking him over. He chuckled dryly, shaking his head.
"I'm just a guest from another school. No need to worry, I'll bring her back safe and sound." she said, taking a hold of the pinkette's hand. Once they had left the immediate area, he stopped, turning to face the girl.
"Hey Kiriko, I need your help."
"I don't know you." she said, looking him over. He sighed, flicking the switch on his choker.
"Do you know me now?" he asked. Her eyes widened in shock, backing away from him. She bumped into the wall behind her, almost falling to the ground.
"Daisuke, oh my god!" she cried. He flicked the switch, turning the device back on.
"I know, I'm incognito...I need your help with something." he said, looking her over.
She was wearing a rather simple dress. It was a pale white color, with a silk like texture. It was a bit low cut, showing off her generous bust. It had thin spaghetti straps. She was wearing a sterling silver necklace, with a heart shaped locket on it. The dress was cut just below the knee, showing off her legs. She was wearing a pair of silver open toed heels, her toenails having been painted white. She blushed a bit, having caught him staring. He shook his head.
"Sorry, I was lost in thought."
"N-no worries, what exactly do you need my help for?" she asked, adopting a more serious tone.
"I uh...have a little bit of trouble back at the ball. I need some prescription strength Polyethylene Glycol." he said. She blinked a few times, her brows knitting together.
"What do you need that for?"
"I'm trying to get back at my dad for being a total tool. I just found out he divorced Tami-Lynn and married my ex-girlfriend's mother. On top of that this was all after my brother Ryuji killed himself, something he blamed me for. He needs to get his comeuppance." he said.
"I'm sorry to hear about your brother...I'll help you. Follow me to the Chemistry Room." she said.
He nodded, hiking up his dress a bit so he wouldn't trip. Thankfully no one had noticed them enter the room. Kiriko swiped her student ID across the reader, typing out the password. Since the Chemistry room had various chemicals in it, it was safeguarded from the student body, only ultimate students with talents involving medicine or science would enter it after classes. They entered the room, locking the door right after them.
"I normally wouldn't do this but, I guess this isn't something that could kill someone." she said, leading him to the very back of the room.
She opened the door, leading him to another closet, where they kept all of the Prescription medicines the Ultimate students were working on. Hope's Peak Academy was apparently trying to develop new drugs to deal with deceases like cancer and AIDS. A very noble thing indeed. Kiriko climbed up the step ladder, reaching for some bottles on the top shelf.
"What is all this stuff? I've never been in here before." he said, looking around.
"That's because we keep all of our narcotics and experimental drugs here. There's a little bit of everything here, just in case someone on campus needs it. We are prepped for emergency procedures, including surgery." she said.
"Wow, that makes you medical talents more important."
"Mhmm, I hear Class 79 is getting an Ultimate Surgeon. That's something that can help us all in the end." she said.
"Whatever eases your work load. We got an Ultimate Doctor, an Ultimate Physician, and Ultimate Nurse and now an Ultimate Surgeon. Then there's the Ultimate Neurologist too." Daisuke said, listing off all of the known medical talents.
"We're all working together to bring hope to the world. All of these medicines here can attest to our hard work. Sadly we lost the Ultimate Pharmacist. Most of the drugs here are her work, and were making headway with the Ultimate Biologist, who is giving us information on Bacteria and foreign bodies. Here, this should work out for you." she said, handing him a glowing green bottle.
"What the hell is this? Isn't Polyethylene Glycol a powder?" he asked. She giggled, giving him a nod.
"It is, but this is much more effective. The effects take place literally two minutes after consumption. It's also flavorless and has no scent. Since Teruteru cooked all of the food, it will make it nigh impossible to detect." she said, giving him a wink.
"Kiriko, I owe you a big one. You are my friend for life now girl, you truly are." he said, placing the bottle inside his glove. The girl blushed.
"Um...maybe we can have that dance then?" she asked. He gave her a nod.
"It'll be weird since I'm currently dressed like a girl."
"It's okay...I'll be fine." she said, blushing a bit. Daisuke frowned, but gave her a nod anyway.
"Kiriko, I know you like me...but you honestly need to move on. I don't have room for three girls in my relationship. I don't want to be known as the Ultimate Harem Master." He thought to himself.
"We should head back, Tsubasa is probably wondering where I am.
"Yes, that's right...just tell her I had a tummy ache or something." he said, earning a nod from her.
The two split up as soon as they left the Chemistry room, as to not attract attention to each other. Daisuke snuck back into the Music room, making sure Sylvia and Ryusuke didn't see them. He started looking around the Food table, finding some freshly made food platters, filled with various meats and vegetables. He smirked, taking the cork off the small bottle. He poured the liquid over the food, watching it slowly dissolve into the food.
"Sis, what are you doing?" a familiar voice cried out. He stiffened a bit as Hiyoko popped up next to him, looking at him curiously.
"Oh...hello Kimiko." he said.
"Cut the act, no one is around...seriously what are you doing?"
"Oh, Sylvia and my father are here. I want to get my revenge on them...I was talking to her earlier and she told me he married her mom after her parents split." he said. Hiyoko's eyes went wide, anger filling her face.
"How can that asshole do that? What about Tami-Lynn? What about Megan?" she asked.
"I'm not sure...I can subtlely ask them what happened while I watch them eat this stuff. I've been gone for seven minutes already and need to go back. Just make sure you stay away from them, they'll become a splash zone soon enough." he said, taking a hold of the two platters. Hiyoko was curious as to what he meant, but she figured she could just watch instead.
Heading back to the table, Daisuke set the platters down on the top of it. Ryusuke and Sylvia looked at the food and then back at the girl.
"We can't eat all of this, it's too much." Ryusuke said.
"Don't worry about it, Hope's Peak Academy has enough money as it is. If you can't eat it all then just toss it. I made sure to grab the freshest stuff so that it was all still hot." she said, taking a seat across from Sylvia.
"It does all look tasty...screw it, I can indulge tonight." Sylvia said, grabbing her fork. She cut into the steak, placing it in her mouth. She licked her lips, going in for a second piece.
"Is it good?" Daisuke asked.
"Amazing, it's as if it was cooked by a Five star chef!" she exclaimed. Daisuke chuckled darkly, though his synthesizer made it sound like a bashful giggle instead.
"Excellent!"
"So Miss Himiko, what are you doing in Japan, aside from the ball of course?" Ryusuke asked.
"I'm working on some Anime openings with some famous J-Pop stars. I'm also voicing a character in the new season of Pokemon...it's really exciting. I grew up watching the show, and I never once dreamed I would become a part of it." he said, giving the man a grin. He was selling it too well for him to drop the act. The man nodded, taking a sip of his wine.
"Yes, my son was rather fond of that show growing up as well."
"You have a son? I thought Sylvia was your only daughter?" he said, adopting a curious look.
"Indeed...however I have disowned him from my family. He was my only blood son...I wanted him to be a great businessman like me. To learn the family trade, and make a man of himself. Yet he wastes his time writing silly fairy tales in his spare time."
"I don't think it's silly. Many authors have been failures at some point in time...J.K. Rowling the author of Harry Potter lived in poverty for most of her life until she wrote The Sorcerer's Stone. I think it's amazing what a person can do with a pen and a pad and we shouldn't berate them." he said firmly.
"Yes, if you have a knack for it, then it is fine. But my son doesn't...it's still a miracle how he was accepted into this fine establishment." Ryusuke said. Daisuke was honestly getting ready to kick the man underneath the table from how angry he was getting.
"Perhaps it's because they have a better judge of character." he finally said, causing Sylvia to giggle. The man was taken a back, a small smirk working its way onto his face.
"They might...but maybe that drunk scout just isn't as good as he used to be."
"Anyway, do you have any other siblings Himiko? Other than that annoying twin of yours?" Sylvia asked.
"Nope, we're the apple of our parents eyes. What about you sir? Do you not have anymore children?" he asked, taking a sip from a glass of juice he had gotten.
"Yes I do, I also have a biological daughter. She's been disowned as well, I actually saw her earlier today. She's part of Sylvia's class next yeah. I have three step children, no wait..two..one of them killed himself."
"Oh right, I forgot about Ryuji...I feel so sorry for Tami-Lynn...her family lives in infamy because of what that boy did...such a shame. From Riches to rags as I like to say." Sylvia said, moving on from her steak to her vegetables. Daisuke took a deep breath, a firm look on his face.
"Are you telling me that your step son killed himself, and you feel no remorse for it?" he asked.
"Well of course I do. I wish I could have done something, but I wasn't there. It's all Daisuke's fault for not answering the call he had made. Yes I felt sad, I watched the boy grow up for several years. I felt even guiltier that he had used my gun, but there's nothing I could do. I gave Tami-Lynn a good amount of money to live off of and got a divorce. That was that." he said. Daisuke stood up, slamming his hand on the table, earning surprised looks from them.
"That was that? That was that? Is that all you have to say for yourself? You're son killed himself, and you just left your wife, his mother to suffer the aftermath alone? What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he shouted.
"She isn't alone, she has two daughters." Sylvia added.
"Oh, so you left two girls without their brother out on the streets...did you at least leave her the marital home?" he asked.
"There was no marital home. The house where we were living was purchased before I was married. I bought her a small place for her and her daughters and left her some money for emergencies. Her oldest daughter is about to graduate from Highschool and will be Majoring in Law." the man said.
"That doesn't matter...you just don't leave someone after their eldest kid is dead. You look remorseful but you don't sound it. When did this happen?"
"December." the man said.
"Hey why don't you back off? You don't even know us, you have no right to judge!" Sylvia cried out, standing up from the table.
"I may not know you, but your attitude is the most disgusting thing I have ever bore witness too. You are too prideful and too egotistic, I'm surprised you made it into this academy. Scratch that, you probably paid the Steering Committee directly to let her in."
"Himiko, I would like for you to settle down please. You are attracting attention to us...it is as my daughter has said. This matter doesn't concern you." Ryusuke said firmly. Daisuke grit his teeth, clenching his hand tightly.
"You...you are the worse person I have ever met in my life. Your son kills himself with your gun during the Christmas season, you disowned your two biological kids, and you divorced your wife when she was grieving? You are so close minded it's honestly rather sad. I pity you, because you clearly don't have a shred of love in your heart. You think of everything as a business transaction. It won't be long until this haughty princess is out on the streets like the rest of your families." he said.
"Now you listen here you little bitch, who the hell are you to talk to me like that?" the man said, standing up from his seat. His hand flew to his stomach, feeling a sudden stabbing pain. He was sweating a bit, but he tried to ignore it.
"Me? I'm no one special...I'm just a Voice Actress. You however are nothing but damnation under the disguise of a blessing. You work your way into someone's life and then leave them ruined. You see people as failed business ventures and move on like nothing. You are honestly the scum of the earth. No...calling you that would make the scum look like shit, which is what you truly are. You are a shit stain on the underwear of life, a man who has never felt love, will never feel love, and will die with no money on the side of the street. The only thing you'll have left is the needle in your arm after you lost everything you have worked so hard to get." he said firmly. Ryusuke slapped the boy across the face, earning gasps of surprise from everyone around them. Daisuke smirked, grabbing his cheek.
"How dare you talk to my daddy like that you slut! You don't have the right too speak that way to anyone!" Sylvia cried.
"I have the right to my opinion, and I was just stating it. I'm sorry if I upset you...you shouldn't strike a woman sir, because hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. This will certainly come to bite you in the ass. Enjoy the rest of the party, the festivities are about to start." he said, giving the two a wink as he walked off, leaving the crowed in a stunned silence.
"What the hell are you all staring at?" Sylvia shouted in anger.
Daisuke smirked as he leaned back against the wall, having a clear view of the two. He grabbed a glass of champagne for himself. Hiyoko and Kazuichi, along with Takane walked over, concern on their faces.
"Are you okay? You took a slap to the face just now." Kazuichi asked.
"I'm fine man, just watch." he said.
Ryusuke started walking back to his seat, grabbing his stomach as he did so. He swallowed hard, sweat pouring down his face. Sylvia looked at him, concern written on her face. She groaned, clutching her own stomach.
"God, why does my stomach hurt so much?"
"You too? It was probably the food...these people can't cook worth shit!" Ryusuke said.
"Maybe we should go daddy...I'm feeling really sick." Sylvia said, grabbing her father's hand. She suddenly placed her hand on her mouth, gritting her teeth hard. She cried out in pain, vomiting all over Ryusuke's suit. All of the guests cried out in disgust.
"Oh...god Sylvia are you..." the man stopped mid sentence, a spray of undigested food shooting right at the pink haired girl's face. She screamed loudly, more vomit landing on the floor.
"Aw FUCK!" someone shouted. Otoki put an end to the music, the cacophony of vomiting filling the music room. Sylvia was sitting on the floor, covered in vomit, crying her eyes out. She clutched her stomach in pain, screaming again. Her beautiful princess dress was then smeared brown, and that's when everyone ran out of the Music room.
"Oh my god it's chunky."
That had caused a chain reaction of vomiting between those that were still leaving the music room. For Daisuke though, it looked like Christmas day. He was laughing his ass off, barely holding onto the walls as he tried making his way out of the room. And once he had, he just fell to his knees, throwing his head back in maniacal laughter. At some point, he felt someone grab his arm and pull him to his feet. He had ended up being pulled up to the Fifth floor which had remained mostly empty the entire night.
"Jesus Christ, what the hell did you put in their food?" Hiyoko cried. She had been the one who had pulled him up. Kazuichi and Takane had followed along as well. He pulled out the small bottle from his glove, handing it to the girl.
"This is Syrup of Ipecac. It was made by Seiko Kimura." she said. Takane took a hold of the tiny bottle, reading the label.
"One teaspoon to be taken before meals. Warning, may cause profuse vomiting if taken in large quantities, this bottle is empty." she pointed out. Daisuke just broke into laughter again, sliding down the wall.
"Oh man, that was fucking awesome...Sylvia's covered in puke and shit, my father is spitting chunks...what could possibly make this night even better?" he cried out. A few people started making their way up stairs, members of the student council. They briefly passed by them, speaking in hushed tones.
"Did you see that girl? Before I made it out of the room she tried standing up."
"Yeah I saw it, she ended up slipping in her own vomit. I think I saw some shit too...she looked like a bottle rocket. Her career is over." the second person said. Daisuke just couldn't take it anymore. He broke into another laughing fit, being joined by Hiyoko who gave him a high five.
The music room had sadly been closed while Sylvia and Ryusuke cleaned up. The dance had been instead moved to the gymnasium for the rest of the night. The Student Council along with the principle had gotten up to the stage, having put on a bit of a speech they wanted to read out.
"Students and Faculty of Hope's Peak Academy...in the name of our academy, I would like to apologize for what happened. Two of our guests have suffered a violet bout of food poisoning from ingesting some less than fresh cuts of meat. I assure you, all of the food was inspected thoroughly for this event, but it was most likely a bit under cooked. They are being treated and will be taken to a hospital for the evening. The Ball will resume here in the gymnasium for the remainder of the night. I will not pass the microphone over to our Student Body President, Soshun Murasame." the man said, handing the microphone to the brown haired teen. He cleared his throat, holding his hand up.
"Hi...well we had this speech prepared before hand but...I guess it's a good time to give out now. While it is rather unfortunate what happened upstairs, I do feel like they deserved it. I heard some of the conversation they were having with a young woman was disgusted by their attitude. So Karma's a bitch, and they got their just deserts. Of course that desert is being scooped up from the floor as we speak." he said, causing the students to laugh.
"But, I'm here to talk about the rest of our semester. We will be hosting the end of year events starting in March. Class 75 is getting ready for their graduation from Hope's Peak Academy and we all want them to remember their time in our amazing school. The Student Council has arranged various events for the next few months until Graduation which is going to be May 15th." he said. The Student Body Vice President, Karen Ikuta stood took the microphone from him, holding a clipboard in her hands.
"We have arranged a fundraiser to give the graduating class a special school trip. This will be a charity concert hosted on Campus by Sayaka Maizono and her little sister Yukki. We will be donating the proceeds to Class 75 as well as a charity that helps homeless children. We encourage all to participate. Hope's Peak Academy will also be having a Student Appreciation week in honor of all of our students." she said.
"It will fall in line with our normal Spirit week. The week of April 17 will be the first day of our Spirit week. We will be hosting a special pep rally here in the gym. So be sure to wear your colors and show us what it means to be an Ultimate Student!" he said.
"And for the Reserve Course students currently in the crowd, worry not. Special passes will be handed out to those who wish to participate in these festivities. We want all of Hope's Peak, not just the Main Course to show the world what this academy is all about." Karen called out, causing everyone to cheer loudly.
"Plans for all of these events will start on Monday. So all club presidents and class representatives must be present to coordinate with each class. If you can't make it then please let us know so we can pick another student to represent your class." Soshun said.
"Well, this concludes our school announcements. More information will be given to each homeroom teacher. We all hope you can do your part, so we can give Class 75 a final farewell. Enjoy the rest of the night, and if you feel the urge to puke, there are bathrooms." Karen replied, causing everyone to laugh. She snapped her fingers loudly, the signal for Otoki to start the music up. Thankfully it had been easy to set everything up in the gymnasium.
Daisuke walked over to the bleachers, the bottom seats had been pulled out to give a few people a place to sit. He sat down, fanning himself after everything that had been happening. Hiyoko sat down beside him, a smile on her face.
"Well, I can definitely say, this has been the most eventful ball of my life." she said.
"Yes, seeing two people puke their brains out is very nice." he replied. She nodded, closing her eyes for a few seconds. They snapped open, and she looked at the fan in her boyfriends hands, yanking it out of his grasp. He swallowed hard.
"Is...something wrong?" he asked.
"Yeah...something is wrong...what did you do to my fan?" she asked.
"What do you mean? That is your fan." he said. She shook her head, flicking it open.
"It is not my fan. My fan has the names of the previous owners engraved on the wooden frame. Each and every one of our ancestors who had held it had their name written on it. My name was the newest one added."
"Are you serious? I never noticed that." he said, taking a hold of the fan.
"So, I reiterate...where's my fan?" she said. He sighed, lowering his head.
"Alright, I pissed Bartholomew off earlier today and he smashed my bag against the ground. When I checked on your fan, it had been broken to pieces. We tried to fix it, but it just became worse and worse. In the end Fuyuhiko ended up using his connections to find me this one. I know it was a family heirloom, a precious item given to your by your family. I broke it...please don't be mad." he said. She giggled, shaking her head.
"Somehow I knew this was going to happen...it's a good thing I gave you a replica." she said. His eyes widened as he looked at her.
"A...A what?" he asked. She dug her hand into her cleavage, pulling out a folded up fan. She flicked it open, fanning herself with it. It was then that he noticed the golden lettering on every single frame holding the fan together.
"I had replicas made of this baby weeks ago. Just in case I ended up losing it...I was going to give it to my senile grandmother so I could keep the real deal with me. Had you fooled huh?" she said.
"You...fucking bitch! Do you know how much I freaked out? I screamed, I cried, I fell to my knees in an overly dramatic fashion! Christ I put a frowny face on Facebook. How the fuck am I supposed to explain that?" he shouted at her. She giggled, hiding her face with the fan.
"You could have just told me. I wouldn't have been mad, I broke the fan enough during my training. I had to get it fixed with my own money so many times that I was flat broke. I just wanted to see if you passed the test, and you did...so here." she said, handing him the real fan. She took the other one from his hand. He looked at it, a curious look on his face.
"You're seriously letting me hold the real deal?"
"Mhmm...remember when I first showed it to you? That was also a replica...that one didn't have the engraving. This one is real...24k gold lettering and pastel paints from four hundred years ago. A beautiful rendition of the first fans made in Japan. I...want you to have it." she said.
"What? Why would you give me something this precious?" he asked. She smiled, her cheeks flushing a bit.
"It isn't to keep, just to hold. This fan...it holds my hopes and dreams...I want you to put your hopes and dreams into it. We're fighting for our relationship, and if something happens...I just want you to have something to remember me by." she said.
"Christ Hiyoko, you talk like you were dying." he said.
"I know...it's silly but...I do worry about you at night. Your father is a powerful man, with a single word he could ruin your life. The same goes for my parents, while my dad wouldn't do anything, my mom and grandmother certainly would. Eloping is a beautiful idea...but it would only cause us grief." she said.
"I..hadn't thought of that." he said.
"Exactly...which is why, if we do make it to that stage..I want a beautiful wedding. With a cute wedding dress, in a park filled with cherry trees in bloom. I want to stand at the altar and, staring into the eyes of the man that I love and profess my eternal vows for him. Then we'll seal it with a kiss and live happily ever after. And have thirteen children, all of them cute little girls." she said. She looked at Daisuke, who had been wiping his eyes, his make up having run a bit.
"That's beautiful Hiyoko...I didn't think you would be able to say something like that." he said. She giggled, looking away.
"You...made me this way. Several months ago, I was just a pissy little girl, who didn't really care about anyone let alone high school. But then you showed up in my life, and made me realize just how important friendship is. I have to thank Chisa when I get the chance, without her...we would never have met." she said.
"I wouldn't be in a relationship with two beautiful girls, Kazuichi wouldn't be making out with Takane, and I wouldn't have realized the true potential of my talent." he said. He shifted his gaze over to Kazuichi and Takane, the two of them had been kissing near the buffet table. It honestly made him smile. He looked around, spotting Makoto and Mikan dancing not far from his other friends.
"I'm happy we all met. You guys aren't my friends anymore, you're all my brothers and sisters. I would honestly give my life for any of you, you mean that much to me." Daisuke admitted, earning a firm look from Hiyoko.
"Don't say that. We would all be really sad if you died on us, even if it meant protecting us." she said.
"I know...I'm just saying. Man, I wonder where Sonia is, I haven't seen her all night." he said, looking at the crowd.
"Oh, she and her brother left with their parents. Sonia wanted to spend time with you but she also wanted to be with her parents. It was around the time the pukefest started."
"Oh...alright then, guess I'll make it up to her later." he said, crossing his arms.
"I still can't believe it...I really hope Sylvia gets a yeast infection from all of that puke and shit. It would make my year." Hiyoko said, giggling to herself.
"Can puke even cause a yeast infection?" he asked curiously. She shrugged, not really knowing the answer. They sat in relative silence after that, holding hands and watching the party goers. The music started winding down in preparedness for a slow dance. He stood up, stretching his arms.
"What are you doing? I wanna sit the slow dance out...for appearances and all." Hiyoko said.
"I know...I sort of promised someone else I would dance with them."
"Oh, is it a pretty girl?" she asked.
"Maybe...nah it's Kiriko...I think she has a crush on me." he said, looking around for the Ultimate Physician. Hiyoko chuckled.
"Who doesn't want to date a hot Latino? They're very lovable and have the stamina of a horse when it comes to laying pipe." she said.
"Stop reading those goddamn smut novels...jeez what will I do with you?" he asked.
"You love me anyway, go on...make her night a special one." she said, giving him a wink. He nodded, diving into the crowd.
He looked around, avoiding all of the couples. The lights were turned down, and the slow music started up. All of the couples started moving toward the middle of the gymnasium. He just stuck to the outer edge of it, heading toward the stage where the Student Council was hanging out. Kiriko looked up from her phone, just in time to see him. She gave him a smile and a wave.
"Hey, wanna have that dance now?" he asked. She nodded shyly, standing up from her seat. Soshun looked at her and then at Daisuke, finding it odd that his friend was dancing with another girl. Daisuke looked at him, giving him a smile and a wink before carting the girl to the dance floor.
"Uh...who's that girl with Kiriko?" he said, turning to Tsubasa. The blonde Congresswoman looked at her curiously, eyes widening a bit.
"Right, she spoke to Kiriko earlier, I don't know why. Come to think of it, she looks a bit familiar. Don't you think her arms look a bit too...masculine?" she asked.
"I was just about to say that." Karen said, pushing her glasses up a bit. The three of them had a sudden look of realization, smirking to themselves.
"That boy is something else...well I'm not one to spoil someones fun." Soshun said.
"That also explains the argument in the Music Room. That man, Ryusuke Fuji is his father...a brilliant disguise." Karen added.
"Does that mean he's responsible for that accident upstairs? Shouldn't we do something about it?" Tsubasa asked.
"Yes, we'll make sure to write a full article on it and post it on the gazette. Not only that, I'm submitting it to the Tokyo Times. It'll be great." Soshun said, a smirk on his face.
"So...that formula worked like charm I see." Kiriko said, trying to make some conversation. She wasn't a good dancer, but Daisuke seemed to know what he was doing.
"It did...thanks so much Kiriko...I know it's a risk and all, but I really needed for that to happen."
"No no, it's fine. I doubt anyone will notice, besides it was all choked up to bad food. I...honestly thought it was a little funny." she said, a small giggle escaping her lips.
"It was hilarious, and if I know Mahiru, she took a bunch of pictures of it." he said, giving her a smirk.
"They'll make the headlines tomorrow, that's for sure."
They remained silent, watching as the other couples got a bit closer together. Kiriko wanted to do the same, but she knew she couldn't step over the line. Daisuke just kept dancing, ignoring the other couples. A sudden thought crossed his mind.
"Hey, has the Student Council decided where to send Class 75?" he asked. She gave him a curious look, shaking her head.
"Not yet, we were going to discuss that in our next meeting. That way we know how much money we have to raise. Did you have any suggestions?" she asked.
"Hawaii." he said. Her eyes widened a bit.
"Hawaii? That would be really expensive."
"Mhmm, but think about it...it'll be summer time soon...what better farewell to give to our upperclassmen than a trip to beautiful Hawaii? It will take a lot of work but I think we'll be able to raise the money easily. I have a lot of audio books to record. I can sell those and donate the proceeds to that trip."
"Why would you do that? For people you barely know?" she asked curiously. He shrugged.
"Because, I'm just the giving type. When I was younger, I wanted nothing more than to be rich. I wanted to give my mother and my sister the life they deserved...but now that I can make money with my talent, I honestly don't know what to do with it. Before Christmas, I had one million yen saved up from my story telling, but I spent it all on my friends." he said.
"One million yen?" she said, earning a nod from him.
"I don't like telling people how much money I have, but yeah I had that much at one point in time. If it makes them all become better friends and helps them make life time bonds, then fuck it...I'll donate every last yen I have to that class trip." he said firmly. Kiriko smiled, a bright blush dusting her cheeks.
"You are such a kind and generous person...I'm so glad I met you...and a little sad." she said.
"Sad...why?"
"I love you Daisuke...I have ever since we met...but you've got two amazing girls already. I don't want to get between you three...so I'll back away...at least I'll have this dance forever in my heart." she said happily.
"In another world, and another time...perhaps we would be together...no matter what happens, just keep your head up. There will be someone out there for you...just remember that I'll always be there for you, no matter what it is." he said firmly.
"OH MY GOD, THERE'S SHIT EVERWHERE! DAMN IT, THERE'S SHIT ON THE WINDOWS. MY SCHOOL IS FULL OF SHIT!"
Everyone turned toward the gymnasium doors, where a couple of people were pulling a rather angry janitor out of the building. No one said anything after that.
"Well...this is certainly going to be a very memorable night, for everyone here." Daisuke said, earning a giggle from Kiriko.
"Yes it is...you really are insane aren't you?" she asked. He shrugged it off.
"I'm dating Hiyoko Saionji, comes with the territory." he said.
"Alright! Enough of the slow dancing, let's keep partying until the crack of ass!" Otoki cried, quickly changing the song. Daisuke chuckled, hearing the thumping bass through the speakers. He took a hold of Kiriko's hand, a smirk on his face.
"The night is young and I still haven't broken these heels, let's dance!" he said. She nodded, hoping he didn't make an ass of himself in public. Then again, after what happened in the music room, she doubted someone faceplanting would be able to change anything.