Sforzend High
Chapter 2
by Ringo-chan
~*Violinist of Hameln doesn't belong to me... it belongs to Watanabe-sensei. Please don't sue me, I don't have any money. Also, don't take without permission, just ask!! LadyRingo@hotmail.com. Also, this is my first VoH fanfic, so please R&R. Domo arigatou gozaimasu*~
From the back of the clasroom came Drum's ruckus laughter: "HA HA! What's the matter with the little dweep?! Looked like he'd seen a ghost or somethin'! BWAHAHAHAA!!!" Drum then proceeded to fall out of his chair laughing.
Rather loudly came a demand from the short blonde, Coro Nett, "Hamel, my love! Come sit by me!" Flute looked a bit irate and Coro stuck her tongue out at her. Hamel sweatdropped, not knowing what to do. He sat next to Coro, and Flute sat on the other side of him. Little did Hamel know what he had started...
Meanwhile, Lute sat in a bathroom stall, rocking back and forth, looking utterly distraught and mumbling. He silently wondered if Bass was going to try to repossess him. But then he remembered that he could defeat the entire mazoku army, and the only reason why he had lost to Bass to begin with was that Bass's head had somehow survived the body being blown to smitherines, and that Lute had tired himself out. Slowly, Lute got to his feet and stepped out of his stall. Walking to the mirror, he saw his face was red and tearstained, and his blue hair was in complete disarray. He turned on the faucet and went to work making himself presentable for class.
Back in history, Bass was lecturing..."... and so, our successor to the Great Evil King Chestra, completely destroyed the town of Ansem, leaving but one survivor, his best freind Raiel..." Hamel was looking very uncomfortable. Not only from the mention of his painful past, but the looks that Flute and Coro were exchanging, and the glances that Coro's older brother Clary were giving him. Suddenly, the door opened, and in walked a very nervous looking Lute. Lute looked at the ground and slowly apologized to Professor Bass, and looked for a seat. The only one available was behind Flute, which wasn't bad, but it was situated between Drum and Vocal, which was bad. Lute gulped and sat down.
Drum and Vocal exchanged glances. It isn't often we see a truce between football player and goth, however, there was one. Vocal dropped his pen in the direction of Lute, and Lute, being the sweet boy he is, leaned over to pick it up for Vocal. Drum, then, tipped Lute's chair and Lute went crashing to the ground. The class turned around to see Lute spiral eyed on the ground, knocked unconsious, Drum gaffawing, and Vocal snickering.
Flute jumped up and knelt at her brother's side. Hamel looked relieved at the reprieve. The class circled around Flute and Lute, Raiel stood next to Sizer and nosebled, and was lying, twitching, on the ground. Meanwhile, Flute tried to rouse her knocked out brother, "Onii-chan! Brother! are you okay?! Wake up Lute!!!" And from the front of the classroom, in the hand of a skeleton borrowed from the biology department, came the evil grin of Professor Bass.
To Be Continued........
~*Notes*~
1. Okay, so I am mixing anime and manga... deal with it!
2. Lute is also sposed to be dead... but its my world and I love Lute!!! ::huggles Lute::
3. Now... there are two ways that I can go with this... how appropriate.. "the two ways are yours..." Thank you Mother Pandora! :sigh:
4. Please R&R, flames welcome, I have a fire extinguisher ^_^