Hello everyone, Black Falcon 01 has returned with a fresh chapter, this chapter is the beginning of the festivities for the IS academy party, first of all, before we start reading I would like to thank all those whom have messaged me, also I would like to thank a reader for his request which I happily placed upon in this fic, It isn't a major request but very welcome non the less.

As an extra note, thanks alot readers and reviewers for the positive reviews, may your own fics get perfect positive reviews / Favorites and followers in return. Anyway... I know all you readers are excited for what I've put in this current chapter, and I hope it appeals to all you readers entertainment and positive sides...

Also I must warn you all! In the following chapters you will come to know more about the horror's that Kestrel endured, so... be warned for descriptions that can be very graphic and very, very distressing!

Delayed like I said in the last chapter, but its the best I can to in the crowded time.

Taming Kestrel Chapter 51:

- IS academy training ground / 17:00pm -

An exact hour had passed since the offical start of all party and festivities at the IS academy had started, although many students had scrambled and had begun flocking around various differant classrooms inside, and various stalls and stands outside, no significant major beginnings had started. Singing competitions and such had started, but the main events such has dancing are not yet ready to begin, those spicy events are to happen as darkness falls. So as a ressult the main climax and spicy atmosphere at the academy is obviously being reserved and saved when the dark of night blankets the IS academy.

Never the less, many students have already begun the celebrations, and so far everything is calm and moving at a calm and steady pace, which obviosuly is no surprise as each and every single girl wants to conserve as much energy as possibile in order to get the chance to swing and twist the night away beside the two and only boys at the IS academy. The dead line for all stalls to close inside the IS academy is at 21:00pm, which upon that time darkness will have seized the sky, there for ending the summer light which comes upon each and every evening.

From a third person's point of view everything is well organised and festive enough, but... from the girls point of view, that reason for being is because each and every single female is each hell bound on grabbing hold of Ichika or Kestrel's hand and dancing the night away in utter joy, that aswell as getting the possibile goal of having some hanky panky alone time with each boy!
Which thankfuly is unknown at the moment to Ichika and Kestrel, if it was known then it would be a good bet that neither boy will have even dared appear at tonight's festivities.

For the moment however, both boys can enjoy the time alone without the fuss of any girls. Walking down the many rows of stalls and stands which seem to form some vast maze in a stretch of ground that would normaly be used for IS training and testing purposes. The festive air is so vast and clear it seems to drown the entire academy away from the world, many of the IS schoolgirls are perfect examples of this, though some girls wear the IS school uniform, others are dressed in normal civilian clothing, where as others wear animal cosplay, others are seen wearing anime and manga cosplay and others, past time clothing - which is mainly victorian era.

Ichika and Kestrel simply wear their IS academy uniforms, Kestrel's reason for being is that his civilian clothing has been taken to Tomoe's home, Ichika's reason for remaining in his IS uniform is basicaly due to his own independent choice, after all... guys aren't as fasionable and spiritual in dress sense like girls, so maybe its not such a bad thing for the 2 boys to merely wear what they are most commonly seen wearing at the academy.

So far Ichika and Kestrel have simply enjoyed walking past the many differant stalls and overjoyed schoolgirls, both boys seemingly oblivious to the flirtuous and assertive glances matched with crafty smiles that all girls are sending towards both boys. If someone was to say that "all women are lustful", then that would clearly apply to the current situation at the IS academy.

Though both boys have only walked a sort distance from the academy buildings onto the IS training grounds, both have already attracted a lot of attention, mainly in the form of flirting waves, winks and blows of kisses. Some girls have waved and shouted out phrases like "Dance with me tonight!", "Spend the night with us boys!" and "We'll make tonight the best of your lives!".

Sweatdropping and smiling awkwardly every time and merely sending back a friendly wave, Ichika manages to shrug off any uneasy feelings, but it clearly isn't doing him any good as chills continue to run up his spine. Little Kestrel simply turns his head slowly from left to right and up and down, shifting his blue eyes from left to right, clearly oblivious as to what it is that the girls are saying, and does nothing but enjoy the innocence of the moment by observing pure sights that are to behold.

Ichika does not fail to notice Kestrel's bewilderment, and sends down a careing big bro look down to the long haired youngster. As Kestrel turns his small head back to the right and glances up he catches Ichika's friendly face which comes as a small surprise and makes the Israeli child leap in startlement for a moment.

Looking up at the friendly looking Ichika, Kestrel's little heart beats in rapid nerve for a moment, but quickly eases up as Ichika smiles a little wider and gives a slow but very warm nod.
Kestrel pauses with confusion for a few seconds, but smiles a timid and small smile back to Ichika and responds with a small nod back in return.

Suddenly feeling great with himself, Ichika points over to a stall, looks down at the scar faced Israeli child and speaks in slightly excited tone - "Hey Kes, lets get involved in some fun".

Kestrel follow Ichika's finger, and then looks up at the Japanese male with a confused face, the said youngster tilts his small head and the only change on his confused face is when he blinks a few times. Clearly unsure of what Ichika means or is trying to say.

Now becoming slightly embarrassed with himself, upon remembering that Kestrel hardly understands a word that is being said to him, Ichika places a hand at the back of his head and chuckles awkwardly, but... despite the mistake, Ichika quickly manages to regain control of the moment after removing his hand from the back of his head and in a friendly act, motions with his hand for Kestrel to follow him. Ichika does not take his eyes of the Israeli youngster for even the slightest second and his smile does not drop.

Kestrel's face changes to one of a curious look and as a ressult, the youngster curiously follows on after the Japanese male and towards a colourful stall which is manned and operated by 4 IS schoolgirls.

For the four schoolgirls that are operating the stall the sight of the two and ONLY male IS pilots on earth walking towards them is quite a moment, excitement and joy instantly appear on all 4 of the girl's faces. One of the said girls with firey red hair in a long braid, smiles widely and with very excited facial expression, turns to her 3 friends and shouts in an almost over excited squeal - "HEY GIRLS! LOOK WHOS COMING OVER, ITS ICHIKA AND KESTREL!".

As the other three girls come into view, it is clear as day that all four are wearing IS academy uniform, even though a vast majority of the girls are wearing differnt clothing, it is a comfort to Ichika and Kestrel, knowing that aren't the only ones whom don't stand out among the mass hordes of IS academy females.

"Grab the balls!" - One of the three remaining IS females with long, blonde curly hair calls out in a broken european accent with a happy facial expression, matched perfectly by her excited tone. The form of nationality on the long blonde female is proven by a single small Ukrainian flag on both IS uniform sleeves.

"I'll set up the targets!" - The second of the three standing IS females speaks out in a very happy and pleasant tone. The said girl has shorter blonde hair than the Ukrainian girl but has a less accented tone. The short blonde haired girl's nationaility is proven by a single, small Polish flag on both IS uniform sleeves.

"ORIMURA! KESTREL! HOW ARE YOU GOING ON!?, WE'VE GOT'A US SOME GREAT PRIZES OVER HERE!" - The fourth and final IS girl shouts out in an overwhelmingly happy tone holding up her arms in very kind and pleasant welcoming gesture. The girl's accent giving away her nationality and proving that she is an Italian.

Smiling calmly and holding up a hand as a sign of acknowledging the girl's greetings, Ichika calmly walks over towards the four IS schoolgirls, little Kestrel curiously and timidly keeps pace to the left beside Ichika. Almost as quickly as the greetings begin, Ichika and Kestrel are standing at the the stall. As the two boys come to a stop, Ichika makes eye contact with Italian female and in a very pleasant tone matched by a warm, friendly face, responds to the black slightly short haired beauty with brown eyes.

"Everything is great, thanks for asking.." - Ichika pauses for a moment before looking down at the curious Israeli youngster whom is once again turning his small head from left to right,
obviously overwhelmed at the magnificent sight of the commencing festivities. After happily observing the child's innocence for a moment, Ichika turns to look the four IS girls in the face and in a calm and interested tone continues making conversation with the four girls.

".. me and Kes was just passing by and I happened to notice that this is the first stall that seems to have signs of entertainment suitable for guys like us... so... what have you girls got going on here?" - Ichika explains happily at first before ending the moment with a happy and interested question.

"You throw balls at targets and win prizes, are you and Kestrel up for it!?" - The blonde Ukrainain girl asks in a playful yet challenging tone, matched perfectly with a confident yet playful grin, showing the blonde girl's pearly white teeth.

"You and Kestrel are our third and forth visitors so far, and we've yet to give away our top prizes, so you and little Kes here have a chance to win big!" - The red braided girl explains, blushing slightly due to being up close and personal to the black haired Japanese male that very few girls get the chance to speak or have contact with.

"We've got a good set up of prizes that have appealed to all girls that have passed by, so if you're lucky, you'll be able to get first crack tonight!" - The blonde Polish girl exclaims with a warm and confident smile, before breaking eye contact with the Japanese male and continueing to place various tin cans and paper targets upon a long rack of shelves.

Casting a very eager and friendly smile down to the long haired Israeli beside him, Ichika's emotions fill to a mix of excitement and pure pleasantry. Kestrel on the other hand is clearly to confused about the whole scenario, feeling nothing but neutral and empty emotions.

The sight of little Kestrel's curious innocence causes the Polish, Italian and Red braided female to ball their hands into fists, raise both balled hands to their warm and lovey dovey smiles,
and each let out a warm and loving "Awww! So adoreable!".

Ichika lets out a friendly chuckle and proceedes to rub the Israeli youngster on the head in a form of big bro affection, little Kestrel merely blinks and rolls his ocean blue eyes up to look at the friendly and genuinely kind hearted Ichika, then over to the left to look at the cooeing IS females. A moment passes but after finaly getting the sense of a warm and comforting atmosphere the timid and traumitised Israeli child half closes his eyes, glances down at the ground, smiles in a warm yet timid way and in a soft voice... slightly louder than a whisper speaks the Israeli words for 'Thank you'.

- "Rav todot"

- 5 minutes later -

Despite the friendly moment lasting a mere few seconds, the main matter at hand was quickly broken in, Ichika had wasted no time in asking for 6 light green tennis balls and after catching little Kestrel's un-divided attention the black haired Japanese male had begin to demonstrate in showing Kestrel what to do at this stall of 'for the moment' unknown and un-discovered entertainment.

Standing with legs slightly apart and tightly clutching a tennis ball in his right hand, Ichika smiles in a happy and excited way, narrowing his eyes to focus on a square paper target set upon the fifth shelf from the stack of six. Then, slightly casting a confident glance down to the curious Israeli youngster, whom briefly closes one eye, tilts his head to the side and raising the side of his small hand to the side of his head before scratching his hair with his index finger behind the ear lobe like a dog or wild bird of prey.

As Kestrel blinks in curiosity at the position Ichika is making, a moment of silence surrounds both the boys and the four smiling IS females that stand behind the make shift counter. Ichika casts a confident smile to the Israeli child, whom blinks in curiousness whilst lowering his arm back to his side.

"Okay Kes... Watch carefuly" - Ichika speaks in confident tone, seconds later... the Japanese male draws his arm back and using nearly all his arm's strength, proceedes to throw in a rapid and very impressive way. The green ball leaves the Japanese male's hand and in just a flight that lasts two seconds, smacks into the paper target, shredding the white paper and leaving a hole. The ball continues on for a second more before finaly hitting a green safety net behind the shelf stacks and falling harmlessly to the ground.

The four IS schoolgirls instantly huddle together, sharing a girlish moment of giggles and lovey dovey whispers. Which comes as some confusion to the dense yet good hearted Japanese male,
thankfuly Ichika quickly shifts his confused glance off the four IS schoolgirls and after placing the knuckles of his balled fists at the side of his hips, looks down at the slightly even more confused Israeli youngster and in a kind and pleasant tone speaks the words - "See?... Now lets try it together".

Though the long, black haired youngster hasn't got a clue on what Ichika is saying, Kestrel quickly gets a good idea of what Ichika is wanting him to do. Without hesitation Kestrel takes a few timid paces to the counter and after keeping his ocean blue eyes firmly fixed on Ichika, holding up a ball in one hand as a gesture for him to pick up a ball... slowly, yet comfortably reaches out with his small hand and picks up a green tennis ball.

In regards to the weather, the evening summer heat has not subsided, yet nobody shows any sighns of letting that hinder them, Ichika is a perfect example as the Japanese male fights the urge to tear off his clothing and run and dive head first into the nearby sea. Thankfuly the sea breeze is stronger than it was this morning and the blast of cold, salt air comes as a perfect fan to the inhabitants of the IS academy.

As Kestrel stands curiously looking at the green round object in his small hand, like an animal bewildered at seeing its reflection for the first time in his life, Ichika smiles with a mix of joy and excitement. A moment passes with both boys being silent as the grave, the only sounds being made is the girlish giggles and whispers from the four hosting IS schoolgirls that don't take their eyes of the two IS males for a single moment.

As Kestrel blinks a few times before slightly tilting his little head to the left, the Israeli youngster, with his pure silver star of David pendant gleeming proudly in the evening sunlight resting comfortably on his silver chain that seems to lovingly hang around his little neck... looks upward and blinks in confusion at the taller, black haired Japanese male that motions with his hand for the child to have a go at the small but seemingly fun looking challenge.

Kestrel turns his head to the left to look at the various targets set up on the shelves, stares in curiosity for a moment before looking up at Ichika again, ironicaly causing the four IS schoolgirls to huddle tightly together, overwhelmed by the coolness of Ichika's big bro nature and Kestrel's curious yet fragile innocence.

Then, after making a mock demonstration at throwing a ball to a target Ichika points with confidence at the set up of targets and in an eager and careing tone, speaks the phrase "Hey C'mon Kes, theres no trouble... just send what the Americans call 'A fast ball!' at those targets okay!?".

Though Kestrel blinks, slightly surprised at Ichika's joyful and excited tone and playful act, the Israeli youngster casts a few looks up to Ichika and then back to the targets before setting his ocean blue eyes on the shelf targets, and then... parting his small legs, covered over by the pure whiteness of his IS uniform, prepares himself.

Ichika takes a small step backwards and smiles eagerly, the four IS schoolgirls go silent and stare in curiosity, each of the four teenage girls are all a wonder at what could happen next.
Then... raising his small arm upwards before drawing it back, Kestrel summons a fair amount of his arm's will power and strength and tosses the tennis ball forward as best he can.

Unfortuneatley... the toss forward is feeble and the tennis ball lands a metre away from the shelves that hold the targets. As the tennis ball lands softly on the ground, Ichika can't help but blink and smile slightly in an awkward manner. The four IS schoolgirls' spirits deflate and each and everyone feels the awkwardness of the moment and can't do anything except sweatdrop.

Normaly one would laugh in a situation like this, but Ichika and the four IS schoolgirls are not as sad assed as most people and can do nothing but feel some pity for the Israeli child, whom by some people's point of view, couldn't hit a barn door with a thrown football at ten long stretched paces.

Kestrel thankfuly is simply oblivious to the whole thing, which is at moments like this a very good thing, after all... it isn't Kestrel's fault that he seemingly isn't good at throwing things. The reason for being is as clear as day, and is down to numberous reasons, the first reason for being is because he's never thrown anything before, the second reason for being is due to the fact that he hasn't played any ball games before and the third reason is because his arm isn't used to throwing things.

The fact that Kestrel failed at shot put and Javelin throw during P.E lessons should have been clear evidence enough, but... as its early days, all Kestrel needs is time to break in this new experiance, and that should clearly be the answer to helping the Israeli in his current awkward situation. Ichika makes this point clear as he looks kindly down to the long haired youngster and holds up his hands as if surrendering calmly to a gunman.

"Hey its okay Kes, don't feel embarrassed okay?"

Kestrel merely responds by blinking and casting curious looks at not only Ichika, but the four IS schoolgirls that seem to smile in sympathy at the troubled youngster. Then, upon lowering his arms Ichika takes a small step forward and picks up another tennis ball and upon kneeling on the ground on one knee, the Japanese male looks the scar faced Israeli boy in the face and in a calm and kind voice speaks the words. "Lets get you standing on something higher okay?".

At this moment, the four IS schoolgirls happen to suddenly remember something, the counter - which is really just a large wooden desk, is roughly up to Kestrel's mouth, so maybe it was no wonder Kestrel's first throw attempt failed. The child could have been straining just to look above and over the wooden oak surface, feeling slightly foul with herself and feeling as though she has just made fun out of the scar-faced Kestrel suffering with PTSD, the red braided girl rushes over to the counter and pulls back a wooden carved chair.

Looking Ichika in the face with a look of feeling sorry and slighty relieved at the sight of the wooden chair the red braided girl is quick to speak the words "Here, use this!".

- Behind the stall -

Whilst Ichika and the others become embroiled in helping little Kestrel, at least 4 mischevious IS schoolgirls led by a well known Kaoruko Mayuzumi remain still, each of the five IS schoolgirls are knelt down on the ground their sides pressed against the green painted wood that marks the end wall of the stall.

Despite the fact that the IS schoolgirls are all motivated on celebrating the end of the school year, Kaoruko and the rest of the news paper club are motivated on getting something a litte more than just the hand of either Kestrel or Ichika in tonight's dancing or various other festivities. Despite being given a serious hiding from Chifuyu and having her camera seized and her club given a serious warning that it could face closure, following the seemingly sadisim way of how Kaoruko and her friends took in spreading seemingly scandalistic news of the Japanese male after being forced into drag and being treated like a dress up doll at Charlotte's sleepover...

Kaoruko was still not about to let her year at the IS academy end without recording or documenting anything interesting. Though she has a look of pure confidence mixed with a smug like mix of being crafty, her friends are not feeling the same. The four IS schoolgirls have nervous expressions on their faces, each and every girl can't shake off the memory of having Chifuyu shouting pointing fingers and threatening each and every girl with suspension.

How it is Kaoruko can feel so comfortable in aparently pushing her luck and trying again with the annoying motives of journalisim and being a reporter, is litteraly beyond anybody. Since showing her friends that she had a hidden camera, Kaoruko has been following Ichika around were ever he's been today, and since tonight is surely going to be a night to remember, Kaoruko is sure as hell about to go to any lengths if she is going to get some memorial photographs and a good story.

The spare Nikon camera shines in the evening sunlight, the lense and glass surface areas gleem as Kaoruko adjusts her glasses for a moment with her index finger. Pushing the frames upward and toward the bridge of her nose. A smug and challenging expression is on the girl's face as she turns to her friends and places an index finger to her lips as a motion for her friends not to make a whisper.

However, to the girl's dismay, each and every girl behind her has a purely nervous expression, hearts are beating wildly, laced with fear. Cold sweat rolls down the temples of three IS schoolgirls. The air is heavy and neither girl is comfortable with the situation, if Chifuyu is to find any of the said girls up to no good, then the punishment this time will surely be worse than what it has been so far.

Kaoruko smiles with a confident expression and prepares to stand and climb onto a stack of boxes, which will surely give the girl a good look down at Ichika and Kestrel, and most importantly will give her a good shot angle, devious can be a good word to describe Kaoruko, the girl in thin framed glasses has thought of everything this time. If she is caught photographing Ichika and Kestrel, then the girl will use the excuse that she is gathering friendly memories for the two boys, after all... nothing so far is proven, so if Kaoruko is accused of being up to no good,
then there surely won't be any evidence to prove it.

Then, as Kaoruko stands, a loud and clear whisper in a panicked tone from an IS girl with average shoulder height black hair and green eyes hisses in a rushed tone. - "Kaoruko please!... I don't want to do this! If Orimura sensei finds us she'll.."

"She won't find anything out!" - Kaoruko speaks in a silent and clear tone, cutting off her press partner, then... leaning to one side to make eye contact with her nervous friends, proceedes to speak in her happy and confident speaking whisper.

"Look girls! Don't anyone of you want to have night to remember!? Don't anyone of you want this school year to go out with a bang!?" - Kaoruko asks in an inquisitive tone, a smug expression is upon her face.

Her friends can't find their voices and instead just look calmly at each other with nervous faces, it comes as a dissapointment to Kaoruko as the girls simply look the glasses girl in the eyes and say nothing, silence fills the air around them, the atmosphere is heavy and tense.

Lowering her confident face and replacing it with one of irritation, Kaoruko sighs, lowers her head and looks down in a slumped manner. The said girl stays that way for a moment before looking her friends in the face and speaks in an irritated tone.

"Look! You guys don't have to do anything! Just leave it all to me okay!?... You guys just stay were you are and keep a look out!"

As Kaoruko stands a sudden tug on the bottom of her IS blouse causes the girl to look down and straight into the nervous eyes of her journalist friend with purple pigtails and green eyes.
As Kaoruko's friend speaks, it is clear that fear is the main emotion that clearly fills each and every single girl that has followed the leader of the newspaper club seemingly out of the frying pan and into the fire. Never the less, the pigtailed female is compelled to ask a question that nearly causes Kaoruko to fall face first to the floor anime style.

"W..What exactly is that we're trying to photograph?"

Stumbling forwards and feeling slightly stupid with herself, Kaoruko rolls her eyes and in a fit of angered irritation kneels down and in an aggressive hiss, looks her friends the face and speaks the words - "LISTEN! I'll do the thinking! You do the following for tonight okay!?".

Sweatdropping, all four IS schoolgirls, with their white IS uniforms standing out proudly in the evening sun, can't help but feel the 'OH boy!' scenario. All four girls have been following Kaoruko around all day so far without questioning authority, so basically... whats the differance in the situation that the girls currently find themselves in?

As Kaoruko sighs and relaxes her nerves, the said girl points with an index finger at the IS schoolgirl with shoulder height black hair, and another girl with a long green ponytail and in a tone of authority speaks the words in a demanding like manner - "Look... you and Tanya, hide in that tent over there and wait for us to get our shots!".

Both girls snap instantly and in a scrambling manner dash away over towards a large green tent, running as quickly and as stealthy as possible so that Ichika, Kestrel or anyone else won't notice them.

As the girls dash away a short and brief feeling of relief hangs over Kaoruko, but... sadly the relief is short lived as yet another IS schoolgirl looks Kaoruko in the face and in a nervous whisper, clearly speaks the words - "Kaoruko please! I've got a really bad feeling about this! I don't think we should be doing this!".

Kaoruko snarls in a brief fit of irritation and points an index finger at the schoolgirl, the finger directed soely at the girl's face. In an irritated whisper Kaoruko replies the words - "Look girls! I'll make a deal with you... If things get any more risky then what they are... or if I get so much as a tennis ball smash me in the face... we'll call everything off...
OKAY!?".

Silently gulping the two remaining schoolgirls then let out a sigh of relief and their hearts ease up from their nervous state. Both girls nod and look Kaoruko in the face to show their acknowledgement of their said leader's deal.

Then, feeling triumphant Kaoruko regains her smug smile and looks up at the top of the large green wooden board acting as the stall's backwall and in a tone of determination, the girl speaks the words - "I will get my story if its the last thing I do!".

Then, suddenly thinking to herself, Kaoruko can't help but titter at what she just said to her friends ( "Hmph!.. Like hell any of those things will happen!, If Ichika thinks the power of the press will die just his sister is the head mistress, then I'm afraid he's badly mistaken!".

As Kaoruko stands up and prepares to get up to her mischief, the girl is oblivious to a figure watching her from a distance.

Okay everybody... Thats chapter 51, not much happens in these chapters like other people's fics I know but thats because of my style... if people don't like that then don't read, thats all I have to say, for those of you whom like these chapters "GOD BLESS YOU!" after all, fanfics are about having fun and sharing skills and ideas are they not!? Anyway... as I mentioned upon the intro, more graphic and dramatic moments will come, but don't worry that won't stop the partying! Please read and review... its still a few chapters away untill the main dancing event and spicy moments occur at the academy party, so if you have requests or ideas to help spice things up, then feel free to ask, I've got 2 requests already and I've happily accepted both...
so don't feel restrained...

Please read and review... remember its good for confidence and morale for anybody's fics, so anyway... untill the next chapter...

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