Assassins Seiya and Midnight Panther
By:HiME_AnGeL_RaCeR
Disclaimer: I did not create Seiya and Usagi. Naoko Takeuchi created them. So don't flame me for them being in this story. I just, sort of, borrowed them. Nor Ranma1/2, Flame of Recca, Fushigi Yugi.
'Italics' = my thoughts
"Speaking" (Me interrupting)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*Sigh*
Today, is the day that I wish had never happened? As I sit here
looking out the window my jet, on my way home, I think back at that presentation that changed everything..... *~Flashback~*
The day that I began the presentation in my Japanese II class. The teacher wasn't there but he still wanted us to present to the class.
"Nori to gohan to spam to sugar to shoyu sauce to-er I mean um- arimasu," I stammered.
"Speak up, people in the back can't hear you," yelled a girl in the back of the classroom.
"Well, if you stop talking on your cell-phone maybe- just maybe- you might be able to hear me. Unless you want to move closer, then you can hear," I retorted. I smirked nastily at Kara, the girl in the back.
"Whatever, I don't have to take this from a sophomore. I'm a senior," Kara replied as she tosses her hair to the side, snubbing me.
"Oooohhhhh," goes the class.
"Well, just because you're a senior, that doesn't mean that you are better than the rest of us, Tara," I said, giving Kara my personal death stare that has made grown men cry."It just means that, since you're in this class, you can't hack it on the next level, can you Tara?" I question her. Her face turns red at my obvious mistake with her name.
"It's Kara, KKKaaarraa, not Tara," corrected Kara.
"Whatever; Kara, Tara what's the difference. You're still a air- head," Flipping my hand at Kara; I dissed her, big time.
"Ooooh, she got you good," said Jayson, a black-haired, cute Asian guy.
"You want to take this outside!? Let's go right now!" Kara screamed, totally losing her cool, her face was all red and you could almost see the stream coming out of her ears.
Laughing in her face, I said, "Yeah, and how are we going to settle this fight, in a tennis match?" I asked her, knowing that her can't beat me. I picked my sports bag and pulled out a large, long-handled tennis racket.
Swinging it around I said, "It's been a few years since I actually picked up a racket," Kara smirked at that statement, "but, I can still beat you easily. Besides I have a match this afternoon and you can be the warm- up match."
"Well then, it looks like you're the idiot for challenging me, a obvious winner at tennis," Kara gloated.
*Shhinnk.*
A sword pops out of the racket I'm holding. Kara's face turns a blanched color.
"Or is this the way that you want to go? I asked her, smirking. "Who's the idiot now, air-head?" I ask, laughing at her lack of brains. She shakes her head, mentally giving herself some courage; a determined look is what she places as her game-face.
*Shhinnk*
"Fine. Whatever you want; I'll still kick your ass, BITCH!" snarled Kara. Shoving her desk aside, Kara walked up the aisle to me; determined to draw first blood. Pulling her arm back to deliver a devastating blow to my jaw. Instead, I dropped to the ground; swept her feet from beneath her so Kara landed beside me. At the same time, I threw my knives down the aisle that Kara came from.
"ARIELLE!!!!" yelled the teacher, coming back at the wrong time.
Standing up I asked him, "Hai, Kaneshiro-sensei?" Keeping my eyes on the spot my knives had landed, I lent a hand to Kara to help her off the floor. 'As for sensei, I think that Nicole went to get him.'
"Bringing illegal, hidden, and not to mention dangerous weapons on campus; then using them against another student is getting you expelled!!!" yelled Kaneshiro-sensei. Reaching out, he grabbed my wrist and started to pull me towards the door; but I broke his hold on me by twisting my hand.
"Resisting a teacher is a referral for you, young lady. And you're not going to get into any school any-where in this country!!!!!!!" he yelled. He tried to catch my arms to pin them behind me, but I somersaulted out of reach. Catching two ninja stars that was thrown at Eric, someone in my group presentation.
"Hate to see your face messed up," I murmured. Turning, back to the teacher I asked, "well before you send me off, wouldn't you want me to save a few lives? You're a teacher, aren't you supposed to be able to keep your eye on everything. So how come you didn't see that coming?"
"I.I.I.I...," stammered the teacher.
"That's what I thought. You couldn't catch it in time and therefore that would have been a un-explained death on your hands, and you couldn't pin it on I because everyone in this room are witness," I flung at him, "I don't think that I'll get expelled for saving and protecting students, do you?"
*Beep. Beep. Beep.*
I reached into my pants and pulled out a thin laptop small enough to fit in my hand. I looked back up to see everyone against the furthest wall from me; lined up like soldiers in the army.
"Stay away from those knives, I have plenty more where that came from," I began. "You know that, that means you Beth."
*Sigh* My laptop stops beeping. "Come out, please. I am not in a good mood and I do not think that you want to die. So come out from above the students," I warn. Only a soft rustling of the paper leafs, hanging from the ceiling, can be heard in the room.
"Fine have it your way," I said.
*Beep. Beep. Beep.*
Throwing my sword upwards, it seems to hang in mid-air. A crimson liquid flows down the blade to the hilt. Turning my attention to the laptop, which has continued beeping. Popping a headset from the back, I attach it to my ear. Pressing the call button, I ask, "Apseyo?"
The class ignored for now, are inching their way to the door in hopes of escaping the one person they thought was their friend but is really a killer.
"Hmm.Watashi no nihongono kurasu de ikimasu. Chotto matte kudasai," I paused on the phone.
"My partner is coming to the classroom right now. He'll explain why I have weapons on campus," I explained, "I'll put it on speaker-phone so you can hear my partner." I returned the headset to its proper place.
"Repeat what you said to me in English, but to my class instead," I said.
*Silence.*
"Is that wise?" a deep-tenor voice asked.
"The are no worthy opponents or enemies within my hearing range; and you know how far I can hear" I answered.
"Never mind, I'm almost at your classroom," the voice said.
*Click. Beep. Beep. Beep.*
I looked down at the trembling mass of a person that tried to kick my ass. "Are you going to stay on the ground for the rest of your life?" I teased Kara. I stuck out my hand to help her up; Kara wondered if it is a blessing or a snake put before her face.
"I don't bite," I laughed. Kara's face turned red at such an insulting remark.
"I'm not insulting you; just stating a fact that I wouldn't bite you, I said seriously. Kara reaches up to grab my hand and I helped her to her feet.
*Clap, clap, clap.*
The class whirls around to see this clapping figure in the doorway.
"YOU!?" I exclaimed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~``````~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AN: I wonder who that could be. Well you'll just have to find out later. Arielle is I; it's easier to write in first-person. She's the main character if you couldn't guess.
By:HiME_AnGeL_RaCeR
Disclaimer: I did not create Seiya and Usagi. Naoko Takeuchi created them. So don't flame me for them being in this story. I just, sort of, borrowed them. Nor Ranma1/2, Flame of Recca, Fushigi Yugi.
'Italics' = my thoughts
"Speaking" (Me interrupting)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*Sigh*
Today, is the day that I wish had never happened? As I sit here
looking out the window my jet, on my way home, I think back at that presentation that changed everything..... *~Flashback~*
The day that I began the presentation in my Japanese II class. The teacher wasn't there but he still wanted us to present to the class.
"Nori to gohan to spam to sugar to shoyu sauce to-er I mean um- arimasu," I stammered.
"Speak up, people in the back can't hear you," yelled a girl in the back of the classroom.
"Well, if you stop talking on your cell-phone maybe- just maybe- you might be able to hear me. Unless you want to move closer, then you can hear," I retorted. I smirked nastily at Kara, the girl in the back.
"Whatever, I don't have to take this from a sophomore. I'm a senior," Kara replied as she tosses her hair to the side, snubbing me.
"Oooohhhhh," goes the class.
"Well, just because you're a senior, that doesn't mean that you are better than the rest of us, Tara," I said, giving Kara my personal death stare that has made grown men cry."It just means that, since you're in this class, you can't hack it on the next level, can you Tara?" I question her. Her face turns red at my obvious mistake with her name.
"It's Kara, KKKaaarraa, not Tara," corrected Kara.
"Whatever; Kara, Tara what's the difference. You're still a air- head," Flipping my hand at Kara; I dissed her, big time.
"Ooooh, she got you good," said Jayson, a black-haired, cute Asian guy.
"You want to take this outside!? Let's go right now!" Kara screamed, totally losing her cool, her face was all red and you could almost see the stream coming out of her ears.
Laughing in her face, I said, "Yeah, and how are we going to settle this fight, in a tennis match?" I asked her, knowing that her can't beat me. I picked my sports bag and pulled out a large, long-handled tennis racket.
Swinging it around I said, "It's been a few years since I actually picked up a racket," Kara smirked at that statement, "but, I can still beat you easily. Besides I have a match this afternoon and you can be the warm- up match."
"Well then, it looks like you're the idiot for challenging me, a obvious winner at tennis," Kara gloated.
*Shhinnk.*
A sword pops out of the racket I'm holding. Kara's face turns a blanched color.
"Or is this the way that you want to go? I asked her, smirking. "Who's the idiot now, air-head?" I ask, laughing at her lack of brains. She shakes her head, mentally giving herself some courage; a determined look is what she places as her game-face.
*Shhinnk*
"Fine. Whatever you want; I'll still kick your ass, BITCH!" snarled Kara. Shoving her desk aside, Kara walked up the aisle to me; determined to draw first blood. Pulling her arm back to deliver a devastating blow to my jaw. Instead, I dropped to the ground; swept her feet from beneath her so Kara landed beside me. At the same time, I threw my knives down the aisle that Kara came from.
"ARIELLE!!!!" yelled the teacher, coming back at the wrong time.
Standing up I asked him, "Hai, Kaneshiro-sensei?" Keeping my eyes on the spot my knives had landed, I lent a hand to Kara to help her off the floor. 'As for sensei, I think that Nicole went to get him.'
"Bringing illegal, hidden, and not to mention dangerous weapons on campus; then using them against another student is getting you expelled!!!" yelled Kaneshiro-sensei. Reaching out, he grabbed my wrist and started to pull me towards the door; but I broke his hold on me by twisting my hand.
"Resisting a teacher is a referral for you, young lady. And you're not going to get into any school any-where in this country!!!!!!!" he yelled. He tried to catch my arms to pin them behind me, but I somersaulted out of reach. Catching two ninja stars that was thrown at Eric, someone in my group presentation.
"Hate to see your face messed up," I murmured. Turning, back to the teacher I asked, "well before you send me off, wouldn't you want me to save a few lives? You're a teacher, aren't you supposed to be able to keep your eye on everything. So how come you didn't see that coming?"
"I.I.I.I...," stammered the teacher.
"That's what I thought. You couldn't catch it in time and therefore that would have been a un-explained death on your hands, and you couldn't pin it on I because everyone in this room are witness," I flung at him, "I don't think that I'll get expelled for saving and protecting students, do you?"
*Beep. Beep. Beep.*
I reached into my pants and pulled out a thin laptop small enough to fit in my hand. I looked back up to see everyone against the furthest wall from me; lined up like soldiers in the army.
"Stay away from those knives, I have plenty more where that came from," I began. "You know that, that means you Beth."
*Sigh* My laptop stops beeping. "Come out, please. I am not in a good mood and I do not think that you want to die. So come out from above the students," I warn. Only a soft rustling of the paper leafs, hanging from the ceiling, can be heard in the room.
"Fine have it your way," I said.
*Beep. Beep. Beep.*
Throwing my sword upwards, it seems to hang in mid-air. A crimson liquid flows down the blade to the hilt. Turning my attention to the laptop, which has continued beeping. Popping a headset from the back, I attach it to my ear. Pressing the call button, I ask, "Apseyo?"
The class ignored for now, are inching their way to the door in hopes of escaping the one person they thought was their friend but is really a killer.
"Hmm.Watashi no nihongono kurasu de ikimasu. Chotto matte kudasai," I paused on the phone.
"My partner is coming to the classroom right now. He'll explain why I have weapons on campus," I explained, "I'll put it on speaker-phone so you can hear my partner." I returned the headset to its proper place.
"Repeat what you said to me in English, but to my class instead," I said.
*Silence.*
"Is that wise?" a deep-tenor voice asked.
"The are no worthy opponents or enemies within my hearing range; and you know how far I can hear" I answered.
"Never mind, I'm almost at your classroom," the voice said.
*Click. Beep. Beep. Beep.*
I looked down at the trembling mass of a person that tried to kick my ass. "Are you going to stay on the ground for the rest of your life?" I teased Kara. I stuck out my hand to help her up; Kara wondered if it is a blessing or a snake put before her face.
"I don't bite," I laughed. Kara's face turned red at such an insulting remark.
"I'm not insulting you; just stating a fact that I wouldn't bite you, I said seriously. Kara reaches up to grab my hand and I helped her to her feet.
*Clap, clap, clap.*
The class whirls around to see this clapping figure in the doorway.
"YOU!?" I exclaimed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~``````~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AN: I wonder who that could be. Well you'll just have to find out later. Arielle is I; it's easier to write in first-person. She's the main character if you couldn't guess.
