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Knives waited, impatient as usual, for Legato to arrive from PE. The first class of the day finished successfully in the slaughter of half his science class and bullet holes outlining his teacher's form on the whiteboard. Knives never had trouble asserting himself as the superior of the class, but it did get a bit boring just sitting there skimming through the textbooks while the rest of his class cowered in a corner.
"What's taking him so long?" Knives growled quietly, not noticing the people who stared as they passed. This was unusual for his servant. Legato was never late. Never.
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"Slowly now, steady," Vash thought to himself as he put his stuff away. The bell had rang atleast five minutes ago, and his class had even been dismissed early. Vash didn't want to have to face the swarming crowds of students outside the safety of his classroom. He would feel like a loser not knowing anyone, and chances were slim that he could actually find his brother in time. So being the creative person that he was, he devised a plan. He decided to try some movie effects. Slow motion.
He picked up his notebook slowly. And I mean slowly. He inched his hands slowly together and clasp his fingers around the sides. He then picked up the notebook and hovered it off the desk for a while. It took him a whole two minutes just to pick up his notebook and it was taking him even longer to turn around to put it in his bagpack.
"Mr. Saverem?" his teacher spoke from her desk. She was looking at him with a mixture of confusion and being freaked out. At first she was curious as to why he was moving in an unusually slow manner. She checked her glasses and her watch before finally realizing he was doing this on purpose.
"Yyyeeeessss," Vash said, still in slow motion. The crease in the teacher's brow deepened.
"Are you alright?"
Vash's head looked up. A few seconds later it made its way bobbing down. Then up it went, taking longer to make its way up and even longer pausing before looking back down. The teacher blinked, considering--wishing that as a nod.
She smiled at him nervously and didn't even wait for the other half of his slow smile to be complete before turning around and looking for her gradesheet. Surely, there must have been a mistake or a note attached to this new student's name. He seemed normal enough during class, but she had to be sure that he wasn't actually a misplaced Special Ed student.
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Knives had grown impatient of waiting and found himself marching down the pathway to the gym. He disliked the large crowds of people that he had to pass. In the past him and his brothers had always been homeschooled instead of going to a public school. He only agreed to let Rem send them to highschool in order for him to do his research. Observing humans in their usual habitat would prove his theories correct and confirm the ease he would have in taking over this vile planet. Besides that, he had other, more personal reasons for attending..( if you can't tell..theres a hint of the plot is suppose to be thickening here) Knives came to the school to fulfill what he believed to be his destiny. This particular school was somehow the only thing keeping him from it. (ooo more plot thickening).
Despite his whereabouts,however, Knives intended to keep as seperate from people as possible. Knives had always also worked to detach his brothers from humans as well. His brother's were pathetic, but they weren't human. They were still capable of many things essential to his plans.The twins had already grown too attached to their human guardian, Rem, and Knives feared that too much human-connections would weaken their status in helping him in his take-over. Not that they'd help much anyway. Which was why he recruited Legato. A tleast Legato could be counted on to keep a practical and headstrong attitude and outlook on everything despite any given situation.
"M-Master?" came a shaky voice, followed by Legato's head peeking out from behind a trashcan."Master!" the young man clung to his superior's leg, bawling like a baby. So much for the headstrong attitude.
"Legato? What are you doing?! You were supposed to meet me near the office almost ten minutes ago! " Knives said angrily. He stopped in surprise when he noticed his minion's state of attire. Half of him was covered in dust and soot, charred ashes was all that was left of his right sleeve, and there was a small bag of pretzels stuck to his hair.
"What the heck happened to you, Legato?!" Knives questioned. He knew gym was sometimes a demanding class, but doing so much jumping jacks that the friction causes sparks and ashes was too brutal a workout for a school that didn't even have a badminton team.
"Oh, Master. It was horrible..so..horrible," was all Legato could say with the mark of trauma in his voice as Knives pushed him off of his leg to stand on his own.
"Tell me what happened, Legato," Knives demanded despite the difficulty his companion was having. His loyalty more important than his fear, Legato took a shaky breath and began his tale..
"I-I had just finished the torturous class that the humans called 'physical education'. On my way out of the locker room I realized that I had forgotten the lunch that Rem had packed me. So I turned back. That was a grave mistake."
"The whole locker room seemed empty by the time I had fetched it from my locker. I was just on my way out when I laid eyes on a disfigured body sprawled on the ground, and there standing beside the murder they had commited, there they were. I saw..Them. ." Legato's eyes seemed to flashback to his horrible experience as he couldn't help but pause.
"Who did you see?" Knives pressed noticing the fear grow in Legato's voice.
"T-Two human-like creatures, embodying such horror that one could never imagine. One with flowing locks of darkness, eyes like pools of black blood, and one..with a green shirt."
"Green?" Knives asked confused.
"Yes. Neon green," Legato added. Once again we have a gasp from the audience as Knives' face contorts to a look of horror and disgust.
"They stood above their fallen victim, studying their prey like animals in the wild. They continued to abuse the already limp mechanic body of their prey. I knew I needed to escape, but as luck would have it the only thing that stood between me and the exit was the knocked down murder in progress.
"I had to find some other way of escape. Just as my foot shifted to take a step, the two creatures looked up and saw me. My body froze in fear. I had been spotted. Their gaze sent a cold chill in the room and to my horror and surprise they turned to eachother. They seemed to be..communicating. Somehow. How such barbaric species of death communicate was beyond me. Evil dripped from just the sound of their voices.
"One of them turned to me, pools of black blood urging for a response as it voiced something incoherent. My ears buzzed from fear as I realized it was trying to communicate with me. I had no voice. Still I stood frozen.
"Soon both of them were turned to me. The same one grabbed my arm and I seemed to want something. I was dragged to stand beside the prey with them, the prey whose fate I was certain I was soon to join.
"They seemed to be getting angered at my failed responses so they returned to the torture of the fallen being. Before I knew what was happening, they must have used some dark power to call upon and all was dark. The room was filled with smoke and in a blaze of fiery explosion..and they were gone." Legato finished his story with a low tone that left Knives silent letting the news of a possible enemy hover in the air.
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"Vash? Are you done yet?" it was the teachers prep period next and after already missing most of the break, she didn't want to spend her free period with this freak in her classroom.
"Almost.." Vash said in deep concentration as he picked up his pencil he made his way on a slow turn in his chair to place it inside his bag. It had taken him so long to even pick up his pencil that the teacher glared at it with much passion wishing her frustration would somehow cause the pencil to just disappear. He was so close to finally leaving her classroom and that one pencil was what kept him there.
"Try to hurry up, Vash. The bell's going to ring soon," the teacher said in the nicest manner she could muster through gritted teeth.
"Okay," Vash said. The pencil came closer and closer to the bag as the teacher watched holding back the tears of joy that came to her eyes as she pictured the pencil's disappearance into the bag and the exit of this boy from her classroom. As luck would have it, just before the pencil reached the bag it slipped and fell onto the floor. "I got it!" Vash said cheerfully and began his long, bound to be another 10 minutes slow-mo journey to reach to the floor for the pencil.
"AGH!" the teacher yelled in fury and with a boot mark on his behind, Vash found himself landing on the hallway outside of his classroom facefirst.
"Owww," Vash groaned dusting off the bootmark. "There has to be some school policy against that," he muttered finding his backpack on the floor next to him. He looked up to a sign that happened to be placed conviniently on the hallway wall saying: 'SMT HighSchool Policies allow the physical abuse of students who linger too long in their classrooms to pick up a pencil.'
"Dang," Vash said after reading.
"Hey Bro, " Vash looked up to see his twin brother Vashh, still in the same outfit as that morning.
"Hey!" Vash was thrilled to finally see a familliar face. Compared to his brother with his outfit's day, Vash felt his own class couldn't have been that bad.
"What happened?" his brother asked confused giving him a hand up.
"Teacher didn't want me in her classroom," Vash said picking up his stuff. His first day wasn't going very well and other than the nice girl that he met his shyness had kept him from doing so well in trying to make any new friends. "How was class?"
"Well, I made a couple of friends," Vashh said . That was when Vash noticed the crowd that filled the hallway around his twin brother all seemed to be focused on them. How odd.
"Uh..thats great. Me too," Vash said. He had made friends with that one girl who helped him out of the ropes and technically his teacher and him knew eachother. So that would be a couple of friends, right?
"Ew, Vashh whose THAT ?" a girl from one of the swooning crowds of girls asked.
"That's my twin brother, Vash," Vashh replied. "Vash? Meet Maria." Vash opened his mouth to greet the girl thinking how this must be one of the friends his brother had made friends with despite his attire.
"And Carla, Sandy, Stephanie, Rachel, Linda," Vashh continued to his brothers surprise. "Luke, Josh, Stacie, Cassie, uh..and more." He trailed off motioning to the remaining people.
"Psst, I haven't quite memorized all their names yet," Vashh whispered. It was only then than Vash realized that the crowd overflowing the hallways was the 'couple of new friends' Vashh had been talking about. The girls looked to Vashh giggling and waving and even the guys seemed to be in awe of his brother for some reason.
"Y-You ..friends..ALL of them?" Vash's mouth almost dropped looking to the crowd then at his barely clothed twin brother and back to the crowd again.
"Well, I think half of them rushed to the cafeteria when I told them doughnuts were my favorite food," he said looking over the crowd. "Oh yeah, and this is my brother Vash." Vashh finally introduced. Vash waved slowly as the crowd barely acknowledged him other than to give him a less than friendly look before turning to eachother in not so discreet whispering and murmuring.
"Does that mean he gets to live with, Vashh?"
" He probably knows all about him."
"That's so lucky."
"Brothers?! I don't see the resemblance."
"Look at his clothes."
"He definately doesn't have the sheer fashion visionary traits that Vashh does," swooned one of the girls.
"Yeahh.." the rest of the girls swooned. Even the guys seemed to sigh a little (o_O). And with a unanimous vote of Vash's unworth of their time the crowd turned its attention back to Vashh staring again in wonder at his pikachu boxers and shiny golden shirt. The bell rang just in time, saving Vash the further discomfort and confusion from watching what looked to be half the school glorify his twin.
"I better go now, bro," Vashh said taking out a crumpled schedule from his boxer's pocket to see what his next class was.
"Can I walk you to class, Vashh?" a red-headed girl asked shyly stepping up from the crowd. There was a murmur throughout the crowd as the girls all turned to the redhead.
"No, let me walk you to class, Vashh, it's on my way to mine," another girl spoke up.
"No it isn't! You LiAR!" someone yelled.
"Don't call me a liar, you WHOre! You just want him all to yourself!"
"Hey,hey, calm down girls," a guy from the football team spoke up trying to break up the growing tension. "Besides, he hasn't even said what his class is yet."
"Um, I think I have Math next," Vashh said.
"Oh! Well that's my class too!" the guy exclaimed. "I'll walk you."
"Its my class too. I can walk him with you," another guy said. No sooner did they speak were the two guys knocked down by a group of girls.
"It's okay Vashh! I'll ditch Physics and go to Math with you!" one yelled.
"You just had math!" The first punch was thrown. Soon the brawl was spreading throughout the students and the original redhead girl who had offered had already been dogpiled on by several other girls. The two twins stood there watching the fierce war carry on as girls and guys alike were caught up, each with their own excuse to be the one to walk Vashh to class. Now the twins may have been new to going to a public school, but homeschooled or not they were pretty sure that the desperate need to walk Vashh was neither a sign of a too friendly school (note the punching), nor a too violent one (note the good intention), and definately not a normal one.
"Uh..I-I'm gonna be late..So I.." Vashh stepping back. The sudden movement froze the fight as they all looked up to stare at him.
"NO YOU WON'T!" They all yelled.
"YOU CAN RIDE ON MY BACK! I'M CAPTAIN OF THE CROSSCOUNTRY TEAM!" (How do I describe Vashh's reaction?: "o_o" yeah that sez it all). Before any objections were made Vashh was picked up and seemed to be carried by the current of the crowd, each person not even getting to go more than 2 steps with him before someone else took him away. And Vash?
"Um..I have..Biology next.." Vash said to the empty hallway. A tumbleweed rolled by. "I..don't know where it is.." Another tumbleweed rolled by. "Could someone--" A stampede of tumbleweeds rolled by his feet.
"Take the hint kid," said the janitor emerging from the hallway with a broom sweeping after the tumbleweed. "Don't make this job harder than it already is."
"Um..I'm new..Do you think you can--" A tumbleweed flew to his face. "Okay, Okay!" The janitor shook his head. They always had to learn the hard way.
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Backtracking to Legato and Knives at the other side of school, the bell ringing interrupted the doom hovering silence though Knives thoughts continued to speed on the possibility of a threat to his plans already. More than that these beings, these two human-like creatures, seemed to carry some sort of dark and powerful power with them.
Whatever these two humanlike creatures were, they were the cause of the smoke and fire he had seen rising from the gym building. They might've still been here in the premises. They couldn't be far. Knives looked to Legato again.Something had reached through the cold exterior of this young man. Something..had made him afraid. What kind of horrible, inhuman, grotesque, repulsive, terrifying creatures could have done this..?
There was an echo of "stop, drop, and roll!"'s and an approaching commotion when just then a couple of firey bundles of two screaming students rolled to Knives' feet.
"Oof!" one of the bundles groaned bumping into Knives' leg cutting his scream short. The bundle sat up rubbing his head and appeared to actually be a soot covered boy with a couple of bite marks on his arm.
"Oof? Man, how lame and rehearsed was that?" the other recently screaming bundle turned out to be a girl with long black hair. She looked to her companion in criticism and rolled over enough lay flat on her back. She seemed to be in the same sooty condition as the boy, minus the bite marks.
"Well I don't hear any clever thud reactions from you," the boy responded indignant.
"Well it doesn't change the fact that yours sucked," the girl said.
"Excuse me?" The two finally looked up to see Knives and Legato paused staring at them.
"Oh, Hiii," the boy greeted waving and getting up.
"Hello," the girl said getting up as well and picking a leaf from her hair.
"You are..?"
"Kioko," Kioko introduced. "And this is Sen."
"I need a more flashy introduction than that," Sen whined.
"...And this is Sen," Kioko repeated. Still oh, so, enthusiastic.
"You jerk," Sen glared.
"T-That's.." Legato spoke for the first time since his story finished. He looked at the two wide eyed in fright. "T-That's..That's THEM..!!"
"Them?" Knives was confused at first then recognized the look of fear. He looked at the two bickering teenagers, covered in soot, arriving from rolling on the pavement. Unusual yes, but this? Were they the ones to strike fear in his minion? They were the ones who set fire to the gym?
"Got any cookies?" Sen asked smiling eagerly. THEY where the two human-like creatures ..?!
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A/N: Woo, suspense. I think. Well after so many months before update the suspense would've died decrepit and alone in its broken down van anyway. So, uh, Hii =D
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Knives waited, impatient as usual, for Legato to arrive from PE. The first class of the day finished successfully in the slaughter of half his science class and bullet holes outlining his teacher's form on the whiteboard. Knives never had trouble asserting himself as the superior of the class, but it did get a bit boring just sitting there skimming through the textbooks while the rest of his class cowered in a corner.
"What's taking him so long?" Knives growled quietly, not noticing the people who stared as they passed. This was unusual for his servant. Legato was never late. Never.
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"Slowly now, steady," Vash thought to himself as he put his stuff away. The bell had rang atleast five minutes ago, and his class had even been dismissed early. Vash didn't want to have to face the swarming crowds of students outside the safety of his classroom. He would feel like a loser not knowing anyone, and chances were slim that he could actually find his brother in time. So being the creative person that he was, he devised a plan. He decided to try some movie effects. Slow motion.
He picked up his notebook slowly. And I mean slowly. He inched his hands slowly together and clasp his fingers around the sides. He then picked up the notebook and hovered it off the desk for a while. It took him a whole two minutes just to pick up his notebook and it was taking him even longer to turn around to put it in his bagpack.
"Mr. Saverem?" his teacher spoke from her desk. She was looking at him with a mixture of confusion and being freaked out. At first she was curious as to why he was moving in an unusually slow manner. She checked her glasses and her watch before finally realizing he was doing this on purpose.
"Yyyeeeessss," Vash said, still in slow motion. The crease in the teacher's brow deepened.
"Are you alright?"
Vash's head looked up. A few seconds later it made its way bobbing down. Then up it went, taking longer to make its way up and even longer pausing before looking back down. The teacher blinked, considering--wishing that as a nod.
She smiled at him nervously and didn't even wait for the other half of his slow smile to be complete before turning around and looking for her gradesheet. Surely, there must have been a mistake or a note attached to this new student's name. He seemed normal enough during class, but she had to be sure that he wasn't actually a misplaced Special Ed student.
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Knives had grown impatient of waiting and found himself marching down the pathway to the gym. He disliked the large crowds of people that he had to pass. In the past him and his brothers had always been homeschooled instead of going to a public school. He only agreed to let Rem send them to highschool in order for him to do his research. Observing humans in their usual habitat would prove his theories correct and confirm the ease he would have in taking over this vile planet. Besides that, he had other, more personal reasons for attending..( if you can't tell..theres a hint of the plot is suppose to be thickening here) Knives came to the school to fulfill what he believed to be his destiny. This particular school was somehow the only thing keeping him from it. (ooo more plot thickening).
Despite his whereabouts,however, Knives intended to keep as seperate from people as possible. Knives had always also worked to detach his brothers from humans as well. His brother's were pathetic, but they weren't human. They were still capable of many things essential to his plans.The twins had already grown too attached to their human guardian, Rem, and Knives feared that too much human-connections would weaken their status in helping him in his take-over. Not that they'd help much anyway. Which was why he recruited Legato. A tleast Legato could be counted on to keep a practical and headstrong attitude and outlook on everything despite any given situation.
"M-Master?" came a shaky voice, followed by Legato's head peeking out from behind a trashcan."Master!" the young man clung to his superior's leg, bawling like a baby. So much for the headstrong attitude.
"Legato? What are you doing?! You were supposed to meet me near the office almost ten minutes ago! " Knives said angrily. He stopped in surprise when he noticed his minion's state of attire. Half of him was covered in dust and soot, charred ashes was all that was left of his right sleeve, and there was a small bag of pretzels stuck to his hair.
"What the heck happened to you, Legato?!" Knives questioned. He knew gym was sometimes a demanding class, but doing so much jumping jacks that the friction causes sparks and ashes was too brutal a workout for a school that didn't even have a badminton team.
"Oh, Master. It was horrible..so..horrible," was all Legato could say with the mark of trauma in his voice as Knives pushed him off of his leg to stand on his own.
"Tell me what happened, Legato," Knives demanded despite the difficulty his companion was having. His loyalty more important than his fear, Legato took a shaky breath and began his tale..
"I-I had just finished the torturous class that the humans called 'physical education'. On my way out of the locker room I realized that I had forgotten the lunch that Rem had packed me. So I turned back. That was a grave mistake."
"The whole locker room seemed empty by the time I had fetched it from my locker. I was just on my way out when I laid eyes on a disfigured body sprawled on the ground, and there standing beside the murder they had commited, there they were. I saw..Them. ." Legato's eyes seemed to flashback to his horrible experience as he couldn't help but pause.
"Who did you see?" Knives pressed noticing the fear grow in Legato's voice.
"T-Two human-like creatures, embodying such horror that one could never imagine. One with flowing locks of darkness, eyes like pools of black blood, and one..with a green shirt."
"Green?" Knives asked confused.
"Yes. Neon green," Legato added. Once again we have a gasp from the audience as Knives' face contorts to a look of horror and disgust.
"They stood above their fallen victim, studying their prey like animals in the wild. They continued to abuse the already limp mechanic body of their prey. I knew I needed to escape, but as luck would have it the only thing that stood between me and the exit was the knocked down murder in progress.
"I had to find some other way of escape. Just as my foot shifted to take a step, the two creatures looked up and saw me. My body froze in fear. I had been spotted. Their gaze sent a cold chill in the room and to my horror and surprise they turned to eachother. They seemed to be..communicating. Somehow. How such barbaric species of death communicate was beyond me. Evil dripped from just the sound of their voices.
"One of them turned to me, pools of black blood urging for a response as it voiced something incoherent. My ears buzzed from fear as I realized it was trying to communicate with me. I had no voice. Still I stood frozen.
"Soon both of them were turned to me. The same one grabbed my arm and I seemed to want something. I was dragged to stand beside the prey with them, the prey whose fate I was certain I was soon to join.
"They seemed to be getting angered at my failed responses so they returned to the torture of the fallen being. Before I knew what was happening, they must have used some dark power to call upon and all was dark. The room was filled with smoke and in a blaze of fiery explosion..and they were gone." Legato finished his story with a low tone that left Knives silent letting the news of a possible enemy hover in the air.
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"Vash? Are you done yet?" it was the teachers prep period next and after already missing most of the break, she didn't want to spend her free period with this freak in her classroom.
"Almost.." Vash said in deep concentration as he picked up his pencil he made his way on a slow turn in his chair to place it inside his bag. It had taken him so long to even pick up his pencil that the teacher glared at it with much passion wishing her frustration would somehow cause the pencil to just disappear. He was so close to finally leaving her classroom and that one pencil was what kept him there.
"Try to hurry up, Vash. The bell's going to ring soon," the teacher said in the nicest manner she could muster through gritted teeth.
"Okay," Vash said. The pencil came closer and closer to the bag as the teacher watched holding back the tears of joy that came to her eyes as she pictured the pencil's disappearance into the bag and the exit of this boy from her classroom. As luck would have it, just before the pencil reached the bag it slipped and fell onto the floor. "I got it!" Vash said cheerfully and began his long, bound to be another 10 minutes slow-mo journey to reach to the floor for the pencil.
"AGH!" the teacher yelled in fury and with a boot mark on his behind, Vash found himself landing on the hallway outside of his classroom facefirst.
"Owww," Vash groaned dusting off the bootmark. "There has to be some school policy against that," he muttered finding his backpack on the floor next to him. He looked up to a sign that happened to be placed conviniently on the hallway wall saying: 'SMT HighSchool Policies allow the physical abuse of students who linger too long in their classrooms to pick up a pencil.'
"Dang," Vash said after reading.
"Hey Bro, " Vash looked up to see his twin brother Vashh, still in the same outfit as that morning.
"Hey!" Vash was thrilled to finally see a familliar face. Compared to his brother with his outfit's day, Vash felt his own class couldn't have been that bad.
"What happened?" his brother asked confused giving him a hand up.
"Teacher didn't want me in her classroom," Vash said picking up his stuff. His first day wasn't going very well and other than the nice girl that he met his shyness had kept him from doing so well in trying to make any new friends. "How was class?"
"Well, I made a couple of friends," Vashh said . That was when Vash noticed the crowd that filled the hallway around his twin brother all seemed to be focused on them. How odd.
"Uh..thats great. Me too," Vash said. He had made friends with that one girl who helped him out of the ropes and technically his teacher and him knew eachother. So that would be a couple of friends, right?
"Ew, Vashh whose THAT ?" a girl from one of the swooning crowds of girls asked.
"That's my twin brother, Vash," Vashh replied. "Vash? Meet Maria." Vash opened his mouth to greet the girl thinking how this must be one of the friends his brother had made friends with despite his attire.
"And Carla, Sandy, Stephanie, Rachel, Linda," Vashh continued to his brothers surprise. "Luke, Josh, Stacie, Cassie, uh..and more." He trailed off motioning to the remaining people.
"Psst, I haven't quite memorized all their names yet," Vashh whispered. It was only then than Vash realized that the crowd overflowing the hallways was the 'couple of new friends' Vashh had been talking about. The girls looked to Vashh giggling and waving and even the guys seemed to be in awe of his brother for some reason.
"Y-You ..friends..ALL of them?" Vash's mouth almost dropped looking to the crowd then at his barely clothed twin brother and back to the crowd again.
"Well, I think half of them rushed to the cafeteria when I told them doughnuts were my favorite food," he said looking over the crowd. "Oh yeah, and this is my brother Vash." Vashh finally introduced. Vash waved slowly as the crowd barely acknowledged him other than to give him a less than friendly look before turning to eachother in not so discreet whispering and murmuring.
"Does that mean he gets to live with, Vashh?"
" He probably knows all about him."
"That's so lucky."
"Brothers?! I don't see the resemblance."
"Look at his clothes."
"He definately doesn't have the sheer fashion visionary traits that Vashh does," swooned one of the girls.
"Yeahh.." the rest of the girls swooned. Even the guys seemed to sigh a little (o_O). And with a unanimous vote of Vash's unworth of their time the crowd turned its attention back to Vashh staring again in wonder at his pikachu boxers and shiny golden shirt. The bell rang just in time, saving Vash the further discomfort and confusion from watching what looked to be half the school glorify his twin.
"I better go now, bro," Vashh said taking out a crumpled schedule from his boxer's pocket to see what his next class was.
"Can I walk you to class, Vashh?" a red-headed girl asked shyly stepping up from the crowd. There was a murmur throughout the crowd as the girls all turned to the redhead.
"No, let me walk you to class, Vashh, it's on my way to mine," another girl spoke up.
"No it isn't! You LiAR!" someone yelled.
"Don't call me a liar, you WHOre! You just want him all to yourself!"
"Hey,hey, calm down girls," a guy from the football team spoke up trying to break up the growing tension. "Besides, he hasn't even said what his class is yet."
"Um, I think I have Math next," Vashh said.
"Oh! Well that's my class too!" the guy exclaimed. "I'll walk you."
"Its my class too. I can walk him with you," another guy said. No sooner did they speak were the two guys knocked down by a group of girls.
"It's okay Vashh! I'll ditch Physics and go to Math with you!" one yelled.
"You just had math!" The first punch was thrown. Soon the brawl was spreading throughout the students and the original redhead girl who had offered had already been dogpiled on by several other girls. The two twins stood there watching the fierce war carry on as girls and guys alike were caught up, each with their own excuse to be the one to walk Vashh to class. Now the twins may have been new to going to a public school, but homeschooled or not they were pretty sure that the desperate need to walk Vashh was neither a sign of a too friendly school (note the punching), nor a too violent one (note the good intention), and definately not a normal one.
"Uh..I-I'm gonna be late..So I.." Vashh stepping back. The sudden movement froze the fight as they all looked up to stare at him.
"NO YOU WON'T!" They all yelled.
"YOU CAN RIDE ON MY BACK! I'M CAPTAIN OF THE CROSSCOUNTRY TEAM!" (How do I describe Vashh's reaction?: "o_o" yeah that sez it all). Before any objections were made Vashh was picked up and seemed to be carried by the current of the crowd, each person not even getting to go more than 2 steps with him before someone else took him away. And Vash?
"Um..I have..Biology next.." Vash said to the empty hallway. A tumbleweed rolled by. "I..don't know where it is.." Another tumbleweed rolled by. "Could someone--" A stampede of tumbleweeds rolled by his feet.
"Take the hint kid," said the janitor emerging from the hallway with a broom sweeping after the tumbleweed. "Don't make this job harder than it already is."
"Um..I'm new..Do you think you can--" A tumbleweed flew to his face. "Okay, Okay!" The janitor shook his head. They always had to learn the hard way.
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Backtracking to Legato and Knives at the other side of school, the bell ringing interrupted the doom hovering silence though Knives thoughts continued to speed on the possibility of a threat to his plans already. More than that these beings, these two human-like creatures, seemed to carry some sort of dark and powerful power with them.
Whatever these two humanlike creatures were, they were the cause of the smoke and fire he had seen rising from the gym building. They might've still been here in the premises. They couldn't be far. Knives looked to Legato again.Something had reached through the cold exterior of this young man. Something..had made him afraid. What kind of horrible, inhuman, grotesque, repulsive, terrifying creatures could have done this..?
There was an echo of "stop, drop, and roll!"'s and an approaching commotion when just then a couple of firey bundles of two screaming students rolled to Knives' feet.
"Oof!" one of the bundles groaned bumping into Knives' leg cutting his scream short. The bundle sat up rubbing his head and appeared to actually be a soot covered boy with a couple of bite marks on his arm.
"Oof? Man, how lame and rehearsed was that?" the other recently screaming bundle turned out to be a girl with long black hair. She looked to her companion in criticism and rolled over enough lay flat on her back. She seemed to be in the same sooty condition as the boy, minus the bite marks.
"Well I don't hear any clever thud reactions from you," the boy responded indignant.
"Well it doesn't change the fact that yours sucked," the girl said.
"Excuse me?" The two finally looked up to see Knives and Legato paused staring at them.
"Oh, Hiii," the boy greeted waving and getting up.
"Hello," the girl said getting up as well and picking a leaf from her hair.
"You are..?"
"Kioko," Kioko introduced. "And this is Sen."
"I need a more flashy introduction than that," Sen whined.
"...And this is Sen," Kioko repeated. Still oh, so, enthusiastic.
"You jerk," Sen glared.
"T-That's.." Legato spoke for the first time since his story finished. He looked at the two wide eyed in fright. "T-That's..That's THEM..!!"
"Them?" Knives was confused at first then recognized the look of fear. He looked at the two bickering teenagers, covered in soot, arriving from rolling on the pavement. Unusual yes, but this? Were they the ones to strike fear in his minion? They were the ones who set fire to the gym?
"Got any cookies?" Sen asked smiling eagerly. THEY where the two human-like creatures ..?!
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A/N: Woo, suspense. I think. Well after so many months before update the suspense would've died decrepit and alone in its broken down van anyway. So, uh, Hii =D