Part 1
I'M
SOOOOOOOOOOOOO BORED!!!!!!!, Aoi thought to himself
as soon as he entered his new classroom. Everyone looks like they have more
money then they know what to do with it. I know what to do with it, spend it on
hacking material. But not everyone here is as smart as I am. HEH their loss.
Perhaps I can help them use their money for the better good of mankind,
ME!!!!!!!!! Gee I wonder how long it takes to cook a turkey???? Oh look more
students are coming in. I wonder what desk is mine, doesn't matter I like this
one. Lets just see them try to take it away from me.
Aoi sat down at
his new desk and proceeded to set up his laptop and minidisk player. Aoi could
never think properly, if he didn't have one of his favourite bands playing at
full volume in his ears. Carefully looking though his huge collection of
minidisks that he had brought to school with him. Aoi chose one that had the
name Karma Sutre written on it. They were a good band, had a nice beat and
would be sure to bug the other students when they heard it playing, and
yes, he would play it loud enough for them to hear it.
Slowly more and
more people started to enter the high-tech classroom to meet up with old
"friends" from last year. Though by the looks of it, none of them were really
friends with anybody. They all seemed to be sucking up to someone. And those
who were being sucked up to, sucked up to other people. At the very top of this
food chain was a cold faced young man, who looked like he could care less if
his group of "friends" were there or not. Aoi couldn't help but think he had
found the biggest prep of them all. He later found out that his name was Kouki
Kugyou. The boy had short dark brown hair that fell into his eyes, Damn… how
can he wear his hair like that? Thought Aoi. He had a good posture as well
as an air about him that said, "Hey I am better than you hahaha." This guy just
had to be the leader of all the others. Aoi didn't care one way or the other if
this boy was really that stuck up. All the people here were the same, he just
seemed like a good ambassador for them all. Aoi made a memo on his compute to
himself, to make sure to annoy Kugyou-"sama". Maybe this guy could help
get him expelled.
Aoi started to
type into his laptop the stats he could find for each of the students, stuff
like, looks, distinguishing marks, where they stood in the food chain, and
other such visible things. The stats he couldn't get from looking at them he
hacked from the school records and then added them to his files. Not a bad way
to spend the morning. But... not a good way either, he was still bored.
A few minutes
before the bell rang, a perky looking girl entered the classroom. She looked
like she was ready to take on the world. She stopped at the door looking around
the classroom in delight and with a huge smile. Aoi looked back down at his
computer when he thought she had her eyes on him. Aoi could tell immediately
that she was not of the same species as the rest of the class. His only
thoughts were, Hmmmmm this could get interesting…oh look a pencil, and it
has been sharpened. Wow…
The girls' eyes
landed on Aois' future target, Kouki himself, and she immediately started to
scream "TROWL-KUN!!!!" Aoi almost fell out of his seat in laughter. This was
too good to be true. Here was this girl, who OBVIOUSLY didn't belong here,
calling the leader of the "Who can suck up to me more" club, TROWL-KUN. And
just where did she get that from he wondered. OHHH there just had to be a good
story behind that one. He was hoping for a look of shock on Ice-Face-sama, but
to Aois' great displeasure, Kouki just ignored the girl as she pleaded, "It's
me Tanpopo Yamazaki!!" Man that guy just ruins a great scandal opportunity.
Tanpopo tried
her best to convince Kouki that he knew her, but he wouldn't budge. Aoi almost
felt sorry for her, but didn't because the whole thing was just too funny… that
and hell, feeling sorry for people took to much time. The class then stood up
to leave for the opening ceremonies. It took all of his will power not to
follow the little group that were huddled around Kouki and Tanpopo. Aoi had to
finish his betting on eBay, and couldn't afford the time it took to follow the
little group, lest he lose the chance of buying the limited edition Princess
Diana's Used Spoons. Who WOULDN'T want those…?
He followed the
teacher and found himself in the huge auditorium and sat himself down as far
away from his class as possible. While the school was still finding their
seats, he found time to buy the spoons and enter the data about Tanpopo. He
learned that she was a poor student who lived on her own in the city. She had
made it into this school by exams. Unbelievable, she actually WANTED to come
here. She must have a few cards
short of a deck, he thought to himself.
Suddenly a
little light on his computer went off and a little window popped up with the
words "You've Got Mail" on it. OOOOOOOhhhhhhhhh look e-mail. DAMN it is junk
mail. I will hunt the bastards down who sent this to me. One day I will make
them pay…OOOHHHH look more e-mail. Damn it's from MOM, "Hi Honey, Don't do
anything stupid. Have a good day J, love
mom" Damn how does she know!!!!! It is like she is psychic or can read minds
or something. OOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhheven even more e-mail, "No I am not and no I
can't. I just know you to well. Love mom J". Aoi merely sighed to himself and started to trace the
senders of the Junk e-mail. It was not as if he had listened to his mom before,
why start now.
It took him a
few minutes to realize that a man with an incredibly boring monotone voice was
speaking in front of the entire school. The man then called Kouki up to the
podium, probably to say a few words to the school, as if they or he even cared.
Aoi wondered what had happened to the girl. She wasn't anywhere to be seen, so
he simply assumed they had killed her. Why not, seemed like they didn't like
her much, I would kill people I didn't like…if my mom hadn't hidden my knife.
DAMN HER!!!! To his surprise Tanpopo, who looked like she was about to cry
or had just been crying, came running into the auditorium carrying a dandelion.
She didn't look to be very dead, but the dandelion did. Ha, he thought, a
dandelion caring a dandelion (for those who don't know Tanpopo is Japanese
for dandelion.). Gee I wonder if I should get my haircut, or maybe turn it
blue. Yeah that would be nice... then again, my complexion screams for Mandarin
or something. His thoughts quickly turned back to the girl as she started
screaming at Kouki. Something about making him her friend, this girl was a
riot. Aoi wondered if she had considered doing stand up comedy. He would sure
buy a ticket, or would he…? *Insert creepy music here*
By the time the
teachers had gotten Tanpopo to calm down, Aoi had already sold half the
schools' supplies on the net and then thought better of it and bought it back
on the black market. Ah, the Internet these days, what couldn't you do on it?
The whole school couldn't stop talking about the scandalous events that
just taken place. Aoi couldn't help but laugh at their stupidity. If they
thought THAT was scandalous, just wait until he was done learning all of their
precious little secrets and starting a newspaper with 'em. Preps just weren't
the brightest crayons in the box.
By the time Aoi
got home his mom was already waiting for him to confiscate any weapons he may
have accumulated during the day. He hadn't gotten any, but was sure to act like
he had. He didn't mind bugging her at all. It was just karma anyways. She was
just as bad a kid in the 60's and 70's with her parents. Just where do you
think Aoi got his slight uhhhh "mental imbalance" from anyways? What goes
around comes around.
After supper Aoi
had a quick shower or two or three to get out all the gel in his hair and then
sat down at his trusty laptop and started to write a well thought out diary of
the days events. "Dear Diary…School was boring." He noticed his mother had
gotten him a new alarm clock. It looked like it could survive a severe blow
from a knife, but he knew better. Aoi got out two knives and laid them down on
his nightstand. He then got into his warm snugly bed and turned out the lights
by throwing one of the knives at the light switch. The other would be used in
the morning again. Tomorrow would be boring too. So he would just have to
improvise. He couldn't wait.
(Writing this one was a lot
of fun because we weren't actually writing the story, we were re-writing the
story from Aois' point of view, and that is fun as hell. This one was written
at my house, again, Sony-Mouse wrote it, and I wandered around the basement
shouting out things that I thought should go in there. This is why I let
Sony_Mouse post this story in the first place, because she did the typing. I
just really helped with ideas and then edited to our idea of perfection. I
should get back in touch with her or, 'buy' the rights to 'A Method To The
Madness' Fic *so to speak* and write it myself, and she could edit it and what
not. I hope there will be more chapters to this, but one can never be too sure.
If we do decide to pick this up and go until Aoi enters the manga, I suspect
there will be at least two more comics and then probably an epilogue *aftermath
of the manga*. Ok, cao. *Aoi waves bye in the most adorable way)
A Method of Madness
By: Blind Squirrel