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Pink Hair And Bodypiercings

The first day at a new school was never easy. Some teachers would make you stand in front of the class until they had decided where to seat you.

And the whole time I was being analyzed by the other students from top to bottom as if I were some sort of lab experiment.

It was still very early in the morning when our dad was driving us to the school. The buildings seemed to grow larger and more luxurious on the way.

It already started to make me feel out of place; these weren't the sorts of surroundings I was used to.

"There it is kids." My dad said as we came up and over a hill.

The school looked so huge. It was painted a creamy white with pillars by the entrance to its hallways.

We pulled up just outside of where the pillars were.

"Here you go," My dad handed us each a hand drawn map of a route from the school, home.

"You'll be all right getting home?" He asked.

We both nodded.

"The headmaster wants to see you two before you go into class okay? It should be straight down the hallway and the big door to the left at the end."

We waved him goodbye and then headed into the building to find our way.

There weren't any other students at the school yet so we were quite early.

We walked towards the headmaster's office; looking in on one or two of the classrooms we saw some of the teachers preparing for their lessons for the day.

One teacher saw us as we walked by; she smiled and then continued to write something on a huge chalkboard.

'Well at least some of the teachers will be nice.' I thought to myself. Hopefully today wasn't going to be as big a disaster as I had expected.

We stopped before a door with ' Principal' written in frosted glass.

I knocked on the door lightly.

"Come in." A very nasal voice said.

We went inside to what seemed to be a waiting area. At the far side of the room, sat behind a dark oak desk, was a thin pale-faced woman whose features were caked with makeup, her nose sharp and pointed.

"You are the Yagami Children, yes?" She asked peering over the top of her glasses.

"Yes Ma'am." Kari said before I could reply.

"Good. Take a seat, Mrs. Hirotoku will see you shortly." She said with her snooty nose slightly elevated. She would have totally ignored us if the headmistress hadn't wanted us to come in, I thought.

This was exactly how I expected the other kids to act towards us if they hadn't decided to pick on us.

We sat on the plush couches in the waiting area staring at the paintings on the walls for what seemed like forever.

"Mrs. Hirotoku will see you now." She opened the door for us to go through.

The next room was bigger and very well furnished, there were shelves on every wall, which made the office, look more like a library.

In the center was a huge desk covered in notices and papers to be signed and behind it sat a tall dark haired woman.

She had pitch-black hair that reached past her shoulders; only a touch of lipstick had been touched to her lips. She wore a red ladies jacket and a skirt that matched, only reaching an inch above her knees.

She looked like she was in her twenties and was very attractive, but had a very cold hard look in her eyes as she flipped through some papers.

I could see she was a woman that didn't take any nonsense.

"It would appear I could rely on you both to be prompt for a meeting." She said looking at her desktop clock. "That pleases me."

We nodded, thanking her for the compliment.

"Please be seated." She indicated the chairs in front of her desk.

"Now then," she said looking at the neatly arranged papers on her desk.

"You are Hikari?" She looked towards my sister.

"Is that your full Japanese name?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Very well, and you are Taichi?"

I nodded with out saying anything. This was starting to sound like an interrogation.

"We do not use nicknames here at Yasutoko high, your full names are to be used at all times during your attendance at this school. Those sort of things may have been tolerated at other PUBLIC institutions," She said, making the word public sound like a dirty word. "But this is a special school. Our students come from the finest families in Odaiba and west Shinjuku, sons and daughters of parents with heritage and high status. Names are respected, names are important, as important as anything else."

I could see she wanted to make that clear to us.

"I'll come right to the point. I know you children haven't had the same advantages and upbringing as the rest of my students have had, and I imagine that it will take you two some time to fit in. But I expect you both to adapt quickly to the way that Odaiba Yasutoko students are supposed to conduct themselves. You will address your teachers as either Sir or Ma'am.

You are to come to school dressed neatly and to be clean."

She turned to stare at me. "We do not tolerate any foul language, fighting or disrespect in any manner. We frown upon ill behavior and loitering, and we will not stand for any sort of vandalism when it comes to our beautiful buildings.

Very soon you will see how special Odaiba Yasutoko is, and just how lucky and privileged you are to be attending this school." Her gaze was intense the whole time she spoke.

"I have a copy of the school rules for you each and I expect you both to read them and memorize them. Now, have I made myself clear and understood?"

If anything, I hated being talked to like I was some sort of gutter rat. I was silent not wanting to challenge her. I knew she could easily have reduced anyone to tears in seconds so I wasn't going to let her have the chance.

 "Yes Ma'am." Kari replied.

She lifted her icy gaze to me again. "Well?"

I nodded, feeling the anger welling up inside of me but I kept it back for both Kari's and my sake.

"Good, on your way out Mrs. Miyazashi will give you your schedules and assign you your lockers. Class starts in a few minutes so don't be caught late; the teachers here do not accept any excuses. That I can assure you."

Kari was the first out the door. She didn't want to be in that office any more than I wanted to.

"Oh and Taichi," She said just as I was about to close the door behind me.

"If you have any problems, anything at all, come and see me. My door is always open to troubled students with things on their minds." She smiled a smile that I knew was only meant for certain people.

There were so many undercurrents to what she said and I didn't know what to think it. I didn't let my thoughts dwell on it too long.

"Thank you." I said, feeling unnerved.

I closed the door and thought I heard her say something. 'They get cuter every year.' but I pretended I didn't hear it.

"See Tai, it wasn't too bad."

"Didn't you hear? It's Taichi now. Besides we've had better welcomes."

She nodded. She couldn't disagree with me there but she was still trying hard to make everything okay.

"Maybe the worst is over." I said rubbing her back, trying to encourage her.

She smiled. "Yeah, lets just get through today."

Outside in the hallway we looked at our timetables to see which classes we had first.

"I got Phys Ed. You?" I asked.

"Math." She replied in a dull tone.

"I'll see you at the end of the day then huh?"

She smiled and went the other way.

I knew I wouldn't see her at lunchtime because she'd probably be sitting with some of her new girlfriends. So that meant I'd be sitting alone.

We had been waiting a long time before we went in to see Mrs. Hirotoku and now I had only a couple minutes to get to class before the bell rang.

It looked like all the students had arrived, and almost everyone's eyes were on me. As I predicted, they were all dressed in designer clothing and dripping with accessories. They acted like any other school kids when they weren't watching me.

I walked on towards my class and saw that they had their own individual social groups. There were groups of what I guessed to be cheerleaders, sports Jocks and Gothic's and a few others.

I came across a small group of guys and two or three girls dressed mostly in studded leather jackets and black skirts. Their nails were painted black; the girls had dark lipstick and black eyeshadow. The guys all had unique and funny hairstyles. The one girl I did notice had bright pink hair that reminded me of an American singer called P!nk. She even looked like her a little. She smiled at me quickly and turned her attention to one of the guys who was talking to the group.

I headed down another corridor on the right and came to the guy's locker room where everyone was already changing for the lesson.

'Great,' I thought to myself. ' I didn't sleep much last night and the first two periods were Phys Ed.'

I tried not to look any one in the eye as I changed. I nearly jumped when someone slapped me on the back.

"Hey new kid, you wanna be on my team?" He said extending his hand to shake mine.

I looked at his hand and then up at his face.

"What?" I asked. He was definitely a jock. He flashed his muscles trying to make himself look stronger than me.

"We're playing soccer in the gymnasium, Mr. Kunyimitsu said it's getting too cold to play out on the field. So are you on my team or what?"

"I don't think so." I said defiantly.

"You better watch it kid," He said thrusting his finger into my chest." you don't want to be making enemies on the first day."

He sneered and left with his followers to go and talk about me in a corner of the locker room.

I knew kids like him, they thought they had everyone under their thumb but I was usually the one to challenge them. That's how I got my respect in other schools. I was never a bully and I don't think I looked for fights; I just stuck up for myself and didn't take anything lying down.

In some of the neighborhoods I had lived in, if you backed down from a fight then you were seen as an outcast. I wasn't about to stop that tradition here.

"Everyone out of here now! The bell has rung already if you ladies haven't noticed." I heard a stern voice bellow.

It was the typical gym teacher. He looked like an old man, retired from the army.

Everyone filtered out into the gymnasium. I made sure that my locker was locked tight so that no one could take my stuff when I wasn't looking.

You could say I've been through enough to know when to be careful and when to be careless.

The rest of my classes were okay and the teachers seemed to like me.

I, on the other hand, didn't want anyone talking to me so I kept quiet most of the time and hoped no one would bother me. I didn't want to make friends with anyone. I promised myself I wasn't going to leave the people I cared about behind like I had to before.

If only we didn't have to move around all the time then maybe I'd give someone the chance. It was making me feel awful the way it was eating me up inside.

But no, I had to protect myself, I had to be strong.

The break bell rang and everyone bolted for the cafeteria.

I just followed the mass slowly, thinking to myself.

I found an empty table and sat down to be alone with my thoughts.

But that wasn't going to happen.

"Hey there stranger."

I looked up to see a slightly familiar face with a head of pink hair.

It was that gothic girl I saw before in the corridor in the morning.

"What do you want? Here to make fun of me?" I asked dryly. I wasn't in the mood for company, I never was.

"Is it that bad here?" She asked sympathetically.

"No it's just... never mind."

She took a seat on the other side of the table.

"Name's Sora." She stuck her hand out. I shook it and started to take out my lunch.

Behind all that dark makeup and shiny bodypiercings she seemed to be really nice. She probably dressed like that to scare people off.

"Yagami Taichi. It's a Hakkanese name."

"Hakkanese?" she asked.

"It's an ancient language, not many people speak it."

"Oh, So what can I call you?"

"I thought we were supposed to use our full names here."

"Oh, so you've met Mrs. Hirotoku. Never mind what she says, just pretend to obey her precious school rules when she's around and you'll be okay."

"Just call me Tai then." I said, paying more attention to my sandwich than to her.

"Cool, See you've already made a new friend." She said smiling.

"I don't make friends." I snapped quickly, reminding myself at the same time.

"Oh," She said looking down at the table then back to me. "Well we can hang out at least...can't we?"

I was silent for a moment. I wasn't happy with the idea but I wasn't exactly breaking my promise to myself. "I suppose so, yeah."

Her face brightened up again.

"So why aren't you sitting with your other studded leather friends?" I asked while taking a bite out of my sandwich.

"Oh them," she said looking over to their table. "They're all brain-dead motorbike fans. I only hang around them so I can look hardcore."

I nodded and looked around to learn a little more of the other kids I'd be sharing a school with.

"So who's who here? Anyone I should watch out for?"

"Well over there you have your typical cheerleaders club, don't get caught up with them they're just skinny sluts who'll screw you over the first chance they get. There are already rumors going about that one of them wants get into your pants." She chuckled softly as if she saw it coming.

I blushed at the news.

"What about them?" I asked looking towards a large group of muscle heads.

"Ah, the jocks. They can break their way through a brick wall but there's not a brain cell between them. There in the middle? That's Pei-Yo Chun Don't get on his wrong side." She warned.

"Too late, we've already crossed swords this morning in the locker room."

"Whoa, better be careful from now on!"

"I'm not scared of him!"

"No, but you should be. When he gets into a fight all the other meatheads join in. It's not a pretty sight. Believe me I've seen it happen."

I could see her point but it was too late to change anything now.

"Oh and that over there, is Yamato Ishida,"

She said when a blonde haired boy walked passed the muscle bound idiots.

"I'm surprised you haven't heard about him yet. Everyone talks about him, He's everyone's idle or dream date."

His hair was a dark honey gold and blue eyes that shone brightly like the aqua blue seas of the Caribbean. His jaw looked like it was chiseled from marble.

He sat down at a table with some of his friends. He looked quite bored with the way they fluttered about him trying to get his attention.

I guessed he must have gotten tired of his own popularity.

He forced a quick smile at one of the other kids who was laughing at the table.

Sora Sighed and tilted her head. "He's cute isn't he?"

"Yeah... I mean....... uh........ forget it." What the hell made me say that?

I was tired and had just been to gym class. My mind was all muddled up that's all. Yes that was it, I just need some sleep.

She threw her gaze to me then smiled to herself, almost self-satisfied.

"So why don't you ask him out?" I asked quickly to distract her from my discomfort.

She blinked quickly. "I wouldn't have a chance and besides I have someone else in mind."

"It's not me is it?" I asked hoping to make her feel awkward.

"What? No!" She laughed out loud. "I thought we were just gonna hang out wasn't that the plan?"

All the other kids were looking our way, at Sora's sudden outburst.

I looked over to see if Yamato was watching. I whipped my head back to my table when I saw him staring straight at me with a small-amused grin on his face.

"Sora!," I whispered loudly. "Do you mind! Everyone's staring!"

She laughed again and lowered herself back down to her seat.

"So what? Who cares what they think?"

"UH Well maybe I do!" I said sarcastically, hoping she'd calm down.

"Okay Okay, I'll stop embarrassing you." she smiled.

"Oh shit now you've done it!" I peered over my shoulder to see that Pei-yo kid making his way to our table.

Before I could do anything else he was right there.

"Hey! You mind keeping your bitch's mouth shut?"

He laughed with the two guys that followed him from his table.

"Back off Pei!" Sora shouted.

"Diao ni-ah mei t-e bai!" I swore at him, not that he'd know what I was saying. Out the corner of my eye I could see Yamato laughing then turning serious, worrying about what Pei-Yo was going to do me.

It was almost as though he understood what I had shouted (in hakkanese) when he laughed.

"What'd you say?!" he demanded while his face turned crimson red.

"Nothing, just piss off!" Who did this guy think he was?

I started feel as if I shouldn't have said that when the watching crowds woahed in unison around us.

"That's it you little twerp. No one talks to me like that. You and me, after school!"

He stomped off back to his table. I sat down bewildered at what I'd gotten myself into. Sure I got into fights but never like this, I was never out numbered.

"I'm so sorry. This is all my fault." I could see Sora was genuinely sorry but I wasn't going to blame her anyway.

"Don't worry about it. It was bound to happen sometime."

"No Tai, You don't know what he's capable of." She cried

"Yeah well, I guess I'll be finding out at the end of the day."

I looked over to Yamato's table to find his seat empty. I wasn't about to look around the room to see where he was. I had bigger things on my mind.

"Hey Tai, What did you say just now any way?" Sora asked.

"Let's just say I accused him of doing something unspeakable to the rear end of a relative." I smiled to myself thinking back on what it really meant. Sora laughed getting a vague idea.

The break bell went and it was time to carry on with my other classes until the time of my slaughter.

What a day this was turning out to be. First I find out the headmistress has a thing for me and then I go and get myself into deep trouble.

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Yeah, Yeah Matt's gonna be in the next chapter so stop worrying okay?

Not long enough maybe?

Oh well. I guess I'll just have to find out when you r&r.

Hope you guys are liking this.

Kale.