Chapter 5: School Daze. Begin the Imprisonment!
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A/N: AP means "Advanced Placement." These are classes that, if you pass the AP test at the end of the year, you could get college credit for the class and thus not have to take it later on in life. Bear with us as we attempt to sort out everyone's schedule. Trust us, there is a logic to it. Warped logic, yes. But logic. It all makes sense later on. ^_^
Statement Made to Save One's Ass: We don't own kindergarten, the Pier, still don't own Mustangs or Civics or Gallants, any of the real names we use (haha some names have NOT been changed. To steal from Crank Yankers, "screw the innocent."), Daria, Cowboy Bebop, Little Caesar's, Star Wars, Cranes, AFI (we make reference to the band, not the Australian or American Film Institutes), Korn, daisies (Zippy's favorite flower), baseball, Beyoncé, Linkin Park, the city of Trenton, or Lincoln Continentals. Thank you and have a day.
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Kaoru stepped out of the bathroom frowning. Yahiko, who was again waiting for her, immediately began to laugh. "You ugly, ugly raccoon!"
Kaoru gave a little scream and hit him hard in the head. She then fixed her hair ribbon, put on her sunglasses, and walked down the hall to the kitchen. She fixed up her Rice Krispies and sat down across from Ayame, who was starting kindergarten the next day. Kaoru had to move her sunglasses to her head in order to eat, and Ayame giggled.
Yes, Kaoru had raccoon eyes. All that walking on the Pier in sunglasses had left her with a mean tan line. And Tae had even said to reapply the sun block . . . Kaoru had tried blending with her makeup, but it was still obvious. And on the first day of school!
Once she finished eating breakfast, she called down the hall, "Hurry up, Yahiko! We're gonna be late!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming," he replied, attempting to straighten out his unruly hair while walking down the hall trying to slide on his flip flops.
Kaoru was already outside putting the roof of her convertible down. The sun was just starting to glare through the morning's fog, and it glinted off the happy yellow paint. Kaoru climbed in her car and started it up, though she frowned when Yahiko stumbled out the door and threw his bag in the back.
They arrived at school about ten minutes before first bell, and Kaoru very kindly pointed Yahiko in the direction of the front office to get his schedule. She pointed the wrong way. She then joined up with Misao and went the correct direction of the front office, where there were lists with each person's name and first period class. Once in first period, they would receive the rest of their schedules.
Kaoru used her finger to scroll down the list . . . "Johnson . . . Kacic . . . Kamiya! Hey, I have AP U.S. History with Mr. Stroud. How 'bout you?"
Misao also scrolled down to her name, and then she did a little screaming dance. "I'm in Stroud too!"
The girls perused the various lists, looking to see what their friends had. "Katsu's in AP Chem. I didn't know he was capable . . ."
Megumi came up behind their shoulders and said, "Yeah, he's pretty good at chemistry type stuff. How do you think he gets so many fun little explosives?"
There was a "Hmm . . ." at that, and then Misao suggested that the three go together to the history bungalows, where Megumi's AP Government class was also located. Megumi and Kaoru smiled at this, agreeing for once, and those two girls walked off with their purses while Misao shrugged on her backpack.
Kaoru and Misao parted with Megumi at her class, and walked into their classroom just as the bell rang to warn that there was one minute until you were LATE. Tae gave a squeak and ran over to the two girls. Oohh . . . all three in the same class . . . That COULD get dangerous. They took seats together in a row as the bell rang and their small Texan teacher cleared his throat. (He's also an ex-furniture salesman and he avoided fighting in Vietnam by joining the National Guard where he swam a lot in water tanks. Go Mr. Stroud!)
Mr. Stroud passed out a packet that included quiz dates and reading requirements (half the class lost it later that week) as the students settled down in their seats. He then said a brief monologue about himself, after which he picked up the roll sheet and began calling out names. He was finishing up the "Nguyen" section when the door opened again to reveal a slightly disheveled Sanosuke.
Sano walked in, scratching his head and wondering vaguely where he left his shirt. He was shirtless . . .
Stroud paused briefly, then read aloud, "Sanosuke Sagara."
Sano moved his sunglasses from the front to the back of his head. "That'd be me . . ."
Stroud made a mental note that this was going to be another one of THOSE students. He watched Sano walk slowly over to the three girls in the back and sit down in a bit of a slouch. He then fell over his desk and began snoring softly. Kaoru sighed in consternation.
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Yahiko was finally able to find the front office. It was fairly obvious . . . He wrote down his teacher's name and room number, but he had a dyslexic moment and wrote down the wrong number. He then walked around to find it, but it seemed to be a ChEmIsTrY class, and Gilbert was an eNgLiSh teacher . . .
So he asked someone who late to class. They gave him directions. But, because he was obviously a lost little freshie, they, of course, gave him wrong directions. He ended up knocking on a classroom door, and when Megumi opened the door, she gave a start.
"Yahiko, you wouldn't have this have this class for several more years. In fact, I'm not sure if you would EVER have this class. It's AP . . ." she said, puzzled.
Yahiko peered past her and saw several seniors, including Aoshi, leaning over their desks to look at the silly freshman. His shoulders drooped. "I can't find my class."
Megumi took the piece of paper that said his room number and smiled, "This is the wrong room number. Gilbert is 126. It's the other side of the school, take the first hall past the library, then the second hall, and it's about halfway down on your left. Good luck, Yahiko . . ."
He muttered, "Yeah, thanks Megumi," as he shuffled off. She closed the door quietly behind her, but not before noticing Sano walking up to Stroud's classroom across the way. She chuckled at his lateness.
Yahiko was crossing the school when he saw the lovely Tsubame wearing a cute turquoise tee and jean capris. She was also swinging a bathroom pass, and she waved him over. "Yahiko, are you lost?" she inquired courteously.
"Uh, yeah . . ." he managed to get out. "You . . . Gilbert . . . where is?"
She smiled, "Oh! I'm in Gilbert too! You can come with me." She took him by the arm and led him off. He followed, a bit wooden in his movements. (we think he has a crush.)
First period proceeded the way all first day classes do: lots of talking and "Class Expectations" that need to signed by parents and "returned by Friday." Second period rolled around, and Sano followed Kaoru and Tae to their Algebra 2 class. Misao headed off alone to Physics. She walked past Kenshin, who was leaving his Pre-Calculus Honors class and was headed to AP English 4.
Also in Kenshin's English class was Megumi, and Aoshi HAD AP English, he just had it across the hall with Mr. Ontario. Katsu also had English this period, but he had dumb people English. Not that he was dumb, he just didn't really apply himself. Well, that's what they said, anyways.
Yahiko followed Tsubame out of Mrs. Gilbert's class, down the hall, and almost into her French class. He then realized he was in Spanish, next door. Halfway through the class he asked to go to the office, where he promptly asked to transfer into French. A specific French class. Just happened to be Tsubame's. Hmmm . . . he's not being obvious or anything. The nice guidance counselor (hehe he got lucky) changed it quickly, since it was the same period, and he got to return to Mrs. Hamish's class and sit next to Tsubame. Isn't that nice.
In Mrs. Barton's English class, Megumi took a seat RIGHT BEHIND Kenshin. Barton was cool with it; she really didn't care where people sat as long as they showed up and mildly paid attention. She's a hippie, what can we say . . .
Katsu was hurrying from AP Chem to his English class when he passed the "Special Ed" class. He accidentally ran into a guy because he was distracted by a small redhead yelling "Special Ed! Special Ed! Ed is special!!!!" and twirling around.
The guy Katsu ran into was wearing a dark sweatshirt with the hood pulled up. He cursed when Katsu bumped him.
"Hey sorry. Didn't mean to do that," Katsu said, being polite.
"Sorry died," was the only response the dark figure gave before glaring and going into the Special Education class himself. Katsu found that a bit odd, since the guy didn't seem to have any obvious disabilities. However, he didn't have much time to think it over as he was about to be late to Mr. LaRuffa's class. He raced off, and the figure scowled at him through the window in the door.
The teacher behind him smiled benignly. "Mr. Shishio, would you care to sit down with the rest of us?"
The hooded Shishio clenched his teeth. "Of course, Mr. O'Neil."
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Lunch rolled around and the whole "gang" grouped by a lunch cart. Kaoru was ranting about how much she already hated her Physics teacher, Mrs. Russo. Tae agreed. (She and Kaoru had the same classes all day! woo hoo! And yes, this can actually happen.) Sano groaned. He was due to have Russo for his "Chemistry in the Community" (usually known as Chem-com, or Chemistry for Dummies) during sixth. Misao and Aoshi walked up together.
"Kaoru! Aoshi and I have our Spanish 4 class together! Isn't that fun?" Misao bubbled.
Kaoru thought it was, but Aoshi just looked pained. Sano commented, "I'm in a P.E. class with Yahiko's little girlfriend. I doubt I'll show up though."
He then commented on Kaoru's raccoon eyes, apparent once more when she took off her sunglasses while eating her pizza. She quickly put them back on, smacked Sano with her purse, and glowered at him from under her lashes.
Kenshin walked over with his Little Caesar's breadsticks and said, "My government class is already putting me to sleep, that it is. Normally that doesn't kick in until about the third week . . ."
There was various random chitchat during their 40 minute lunch break, then the group dispersed. Most went to their languages, Kenshin and Megumi to French 4, Tae, Katsu, Kaoru, and Sano to Japanese 3.
From her class, Kaoru could see clearly across the hall to Mrs. Hamish's French 4 class. Megumi was there, giving Kenshin a hug. Kaoru visibly bristled, even though Kenshin was frantically trying to get out of Megumi's grasp.
Sano laughed aloud, earning a stern look from Mr. Sasaki. "Kaoru, did you just growl?"
"Mr. Sagara! Could you please refrain from talking just once, please? We don't need a repeat of last year!" said Mr. Sasaki sharply from his podium near the front. "And where is your shirt? We do have a dress code at Kyoto High School."
"I lost it."
"You lost it."
"I lost it."
Katsu leaned over to Sano and muttered, "I don't think your Jedi mind tricks are working on him."
During all this, Yahiko was struggling to stay on his stool in ceramics, Misao was having a nice introduction to Mrs. Lyon, the nice but mildly eccentric Trigonometry/Statistics teacher, Aoshi was silently warding off all the advances of preppy girls in his AP Physics class, and Tsubame was quickly becoming Mr. Carson's favorite geography student.
Sixth period rolled around. Kenshin and Aoshi finally met up in Health, the one semester delight that everyone has to take eventually. (or at least, they said we had to take it, then they said we didn't, then they changed their minds and said we have to take parts of it. ???????) Tae and Kaoru trudged off to Physical Education, and Katsu was also supposed to, but we think he ended up in Sano's Chem-com class. We think. The boy likes Chemistry, or at least likes making things go BOOM. Whatever.
He turned up by the end of the period, but it was really only to gape at Tae in her rolled up P.E. shorts. The two of them are really quite fond of each other. Kaoru watched Misao, across the field, doing jumps and kicks (and the like) with the rest of the cheer squad. She was sans crane costume this time, but was wearing jogging shorts and a tank top instead of the jean shorts and AFI tank she had been wearing earlier in the day. It's just too hard to move around in those. Her flip flops had also been switched to tennis shoes.
Megumi climbed in her Gallant, hesitating before she put the key in the ignition. It wasn't that she had to work that night, and her R.O.P class didn't start until next week. Her reluctance to leave school stemmed from the fact that she never liked going home. She sighed, then turned the key.
Back on the P.E. field, Kaoru struggled to not get hit by passing baseballs; her hand-eye coordination isn't that good, however, she can still swing a baseball bat . . . she doesn't hit the ball, but she holds the school record for most black eyes given to an unoffending catcher. Past years of P.E. had also set her firmly in the danger-to-those-not-playing position, and she held it with pride. Tae was making daisy chains, whilst Katsu inspected spare baseballs to see if they would be easily flammable.
Finally, the last bell of the day rang! Thank goodness. School inhales strenuously. At least, that's what Yahiko said when he came out of his Algebra 1 class. He used different language though. He found his sister waiting in the bleachers with Kenshin, passing time until Misao's practice ended. Kaoru kept looking at her watch impatiently. "I hope it finishes soon. I have to be at work in twenty minutes."
Aoshi, who had walked out to his Civic, spoke up to them. "I'll take her home."
Kaoru leaned over the rail. "You will?"
"Sure."
"Cool, thanks! Come on, Yahiko." Kaoru grabbed her white purse (it matched her skirt and the print on her shirt) and led the way to her car. She was silently followed by a tired Yahiko and a smiling Kenshin.
As Kenshin passed Aoshi he commented, "Hey, you really dressed up for our first day back."
"Shut up," responded the unsmiling Asian man. Aoshi was wearing a shirt with words on it. Sure, all it said was 'Korn,' but it was still a change from the plain black or navy blue shirts that he normally wore. He took up a spot in the bleachers as the three went off in Kaoru's yellow zoom- mobile.
Sano got a ride home from his other "scummy" buddies. He didn't live that far away, but he was pretty lazy. Katsu hitched a ride with them too, leaving Tae alone for once. She and Tsubame were due at her father's restaurant, where they were hostesses.
Misao walked down the track to the bleachers where Kaoru said she would meet her. Instead, she saw Aoshi sitting and reading his copy of "War and Peace." He was almost done.
"Aoshi-sama?"
"Oh. There you are."
"Yes. Where's Kaoru?"
"At work. I'm taking you home."
"Oh. How nice! Just another reason for you to be my shining knight!"
A muscle near his eye twitched. He stood up, put his book in his black backpack, and carefully made his way down the bleachers. Misao bounced over to his car and stood by the passenger door. Aoshi went over and unlocked the door, then held it open while she got in. He walked around to his side, and when he turned on the car the radio's music came blaring out of the speakers.
"--skin, these wounds they will not heal, fe--" and then the station was changed.
"got me lookin' so crazy right now, your love's got me lookin' so cr--" the station was changed back.
"confusing what is real . . . Crawling in my skin, these--"
"lookin' so crazy your love's got me lookin' so LOOKIN' SO CRAZY IN LOOOOVE!!" Misao won.
Aoshi's not that much of a Beyoncé fan. And anyone else touching HIS radio would have received a bruising. But Misao could get away with it. She could get away with a lot of things: pulling Kenshin's hair, stealing Sano's sunglasses, rifling through Kaoru's purse, rubbing Yahiko's hair, even setting off Katsu's fireworks before he said to. Yeah, she could get away with a lot. Must be the bounciness. Or the temper that could flare up and earn one a few choice kicks in the shin. Whichever it was, Misao usually got away with stuff. Luckily, she did not overuse this power.
They pulled up in front of her house and with a quick "Thanks" she bounded off. Like a little kangaroo or something. (Okay, probably a wallaby, but whatevuh.)
Back at school, a girl walked to the English hall in a short short skirt, fishnets, and a tube top that consisted mainly of leather and lace. Her boots reached halfway up her calves, and as she strode saucily towards room 132, a guy commented to a friend, "There's a hooker in Trenton who wants her boots back . . ."
Yumi just lifted her head higher and pushed her cleavage out farther. Shishio was waiting outside his classroom, and he made the slightest hint of a smile when she approached him. Let's face it, she's hot. The same guys who snickered about Trenton now gaped as Shishio walked back past them with his arm around Yumi's waist. Okay, maybe that hand was drifting a little lower, but it's cool. She steered him to her Lincoln Continental. She bought it for the large backseat, if you get our drift.
When in the passenger seat, Shishio pulled out his list. He added "Katsu" to the bottom.
The Lincoln sped off.
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A/N: A long one, and if you don't care/already figured them out yourselves, just skip over this and GO REVIEW. Thank you come again. For those of you who haven't figured it out and care at least a little bit, the following are the schedules of our main home dogs.
Kenshin- Pre-calculus Honors, AP English 4, Government, Physics, French 4, Health
Kaoru-AP U.S. History, Algebra 2, AP English 3, Physics, Japanese 3, P.E.
Megumi- AP Government, AP English 4, AP Chemistry, Pre-Calculus Honors, French 4, and an R.O.P with Dr. Gensai.
Sanosuke-AP U.S. History, Algebra 2, AP English 3, P.E., Japanese 3, Chem- com.
Misao- AP U.S. History, Physics, AP English 3, AP Spanish 4, Trigonometry, Cheer
Aoshi-AP Government, AP English 4, AP Calculus, AP Spanish 4, AP Physics, Health
Yahiko- English Honors 1, French 1, P.E., Oceanography, Ceramics, Algebra 1
Tsubame- English Honors 1, French 1, Biology, P.E., World Geography Honors, Geometry
Tae- AP U.S. History, Algebra 2, AP English 3, Physics, Japanese 3, P.E.
Katsu- AP Chemistry, English 3, AP Calculus, U.S. History, Japanese 3, P.E.
Thank you for joining us. That was fun, wasn't it?
Vash: I hate skool.
Chunks: Yes.
GO REVIEW IF YOU LOVE US!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ZIPPY LOVES YOU!!!!!!!!
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A/N: AP means "Advanced Placement." These are classes that, if you pass the AP test at the end of the year, you could get college credit for the class and thus not have to take it later on in life. Bear with us as we attempt to sort out everyone's schedule. Trust us, there is a logic to it. Warped logic, yes. But logic. It all makes sense later on. ^_^
Statement Made to Save One's Ass: We don't own kindergarten, the Pier, still don't own Mustangs or Civics or Gallants, any of the real names we use (haha some names have NOT been changed. To steal from Crank Yankers, "screw the innocent."), Daria, Cowboy Bebop, Little Caesar's, Star Wars, Cranes, AFI (we make reference to the band, not the Australian or American Film Institutes), Korn, daisies (Zippy's favorite flower), baseball, Beyoncé, Linkin Park, the city of Trenton, or Lincoln Continentals. Thank you and have a day.
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Kaoru stepped out of the bathroom frowning. Yahiko, who was again waiting for her, immediately began to laugh. "You ugly, ugly raccoon!"
Kaoru gave a little scream and hit him hard in the head. She then fixed her hair ribbon, put on her sunglasses, and walked down the hall to the kitchen. She fixed up her Rice Krispies and sat down across from Ayame, who was starting kindergarten the next day. Kaoru had to move her sunglasses to her head in order to eat, and Ayame giggled.
Yes, Kaoru had raccoon eyes. All that walking on the Pier in sunglasses had left her with a mean tan line. And Tae had even said to reapply the sun block . . . Kaoru had tried blending with her makeup, but it was still obvious. And on the first day of school!
Once she finished eating breakfast, she called down the hall, "Hurry up, Yahiko! We're gonna be late!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming," he replied, attempting to straighten out his unruly hair while walking down the hall trying to slide on his flip flops.
Kaoru was already outside putting the roof of her convertible down. The sun was just starting to glare through the morning's fog, and it glinted off the happy yellow paint. Kaoru climbed in her car and started it up, though she frowned when Yahiko stumbled out the door and threw his bag in the back.
They arrived at school about ten minutes before first bell, and Kaoru very kindly pointed Yahiko in the direction of the front office to get his schedule. She pointed the wrong way. She then joined up with Misao and went the correct direction of the front office, where there were lists with each person's name and first period class. Once in first period, they would receive the rest of their schedules.
Kaoru used her finger to scroll down the list . . . "Johnson . . . Kacic . . . Kamiya! Hey, I have AP U.S. History with Mr. Stroud. How 'bout you?"
Misao also scrolled down to her name, and then she did a little screaming dance. "I'm in Stroud too!"
The girls perused the various lists, looking to see what their friends had. "Katsu's in AP Chem. I didn't know he was capable . . ."
Megumi came up behind their shoulders and said, "Yeah, he's pretty good at chemistry type stuff. How do you think he gets so many fun little explosives?"
There was a "Hmm . . ." at that, and then Misao suggested that the three go together to the history bungalows, where Megumi's AP Government class was also located. Megumi and Kaoru smiled at this, agreeing for once, and those two girls walked off with their purses while Misao shrugged on her backpack.
Kaoru and Misao parted with Megumi at her class, and walked into their classroom just as the bell rang to warn that there was one minute until you were LATE. Tae gave a squeak and ran over to the two girls. Oohh . . . all three in the same class . . . That COULD get dangerous. They took seats together in a row as the bell rang and their small Texan teacher cleared his throat. (He's also an ex-furniture salesman and he avoided fighting in Vietnam by joining the National Guard where he swam a lot in water tanks. Go Mr. Stroud!)
Mr. Stroud passed out a packet that included quiz dates and reading requirements (half the class lost it later that week) as the students settled down in their seats. He then said a brief monologue about himself, after which he picked up the roll sheet and began calling out names. He was finishing up the "Nguyen" section when the door opened again to reveal a slightly disheveled Sanosuke.
Sano walked in, scratching his head and wondering vaguely where he left his shirt. He was shirtless . . .
Stroud paused briefly, then read aloud, "Sanosuke Sagara."
Sano moved his sunglasses from the front to the back of his head. "That'd be me . . ."
Stroud made a mental note that this was going to be another one of THOSE students. He watched Sano walk slowly over to the three girls in the back and sit down in a bit of a slouch. He then fell over his desk and began snoring softly. Kaoru sighed in consternation.
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Yahiko was finally able to find the front office. It was fairly obvious . . . He wrote down his teacher's name and room number, but he had a dyslexic moment and wrote down the wrong number. He then walked around to find it, but it seemed to be a ChEmIsTrY class, and Gilbert was an eNgLiSh teacher . . .
So he asked someone who late to class. They gave him directions. But, because he was obviously a lost little freshie, they, of course, gave him wrong directions. He ended up knocking on a classroom door, and when Megumi opened the door, she gave a start.
"Yahiko, you wouldn't have this have this class for several more years. In fact, I'm not sure if you would EVER have this class. It's AP . . ." she said, puzzled.
Yahiko peered past her and saw several seniors, including Aoshi, leaning over their desks to look at the silly freshman. His shoulders drooped. "I can't find my class."
Megumi took the piece of paper that said his room number and smiled, "This is the wrong room number. Gilbert is 126. It's the other side of the school, take the first hall past the library, then the second hall, and it's about halfway down on your left. Good luck, Yahiko . . ."
He muttered, "Yeah, thanks Megumi," as he shuffled off. She closed the door quietly behind her, but not before noticing Sano walking up to Stroud's classroom across the way. She chuckled at his lateness.
Yahiko was crossing the school when he saw the lovely Tsubame wearing a cute turquoise tee and jean capris. She was also swinging a bathroom pass, and she waved him over. "Yahiko, are you lost?" she inquired courteously.
"Uh, yeah . . ." he managed to get out. "You . . . Gilbert . . . where is?"
She smiled, "Oh! I'm in Gilbert too! You can come with me." She took him by the arm and led him off. He followed, a bit wooden in his movements. (we think he has a crush.)
First period proceeded the way all first day classes do: lots of talking and "Class Expectations" that need to signed by parents and "returned by Friday." Second period rolled around, and Sano followed Kaoru and Tae to their Algebra 2 class. Misao headed off alone to Physics. She walked past Kenshin, who was leaving his Pre-Calculus Honors class and was headed to AP English 4.
Also in Kenshin's English class was Megumi, and Aoshi HAD AP English, he just had it across the hall with Mr. Ontario. Katsu also had English this period, but he had dumb people English. Not that he was dumb, he just didn't really apply himself. Well, that's what they said, anyways.
Yahiko followed Tsubame out of Mrs. Gilbert's class, down the hall, and almost into her French class. He then realized he was in Spanish, next door. Halfway through the class he asked to go to the office, where he promptly asked to transfer into French. A specific French class. Just happened to be Tsubame's. Hmmm . . . he's not being obvious or anything. The nice guidance counselor (hehe he got lucky) changed it quickly, since it was the same period, and he got to return to Mrs. Hamish's class and sit next to Tsubame. Isn't that nice.
In Mrs. Barton's English class, Megumi took a seat RIGHT BEHIND Kenshin. Barton was cool with it; she really didn't care where people sat as long as they showed up and mildly paid attention. She's a hippie, what can we say . . .
Katsu was hurrying from AP Chem to his English class when he passed the "Special Ed" class. He accidentally ran into a guy because he was distracted by a small redhead yelling "Special Ed! Special Ed! Ed is special!!!!" and twirling around.
The guy Katsu ran into was wearing a dark sweatshirt with the hood pulled up. He cursed when Katsu bumped him.
"Hey sorry. Didn't mean to do that," Katsu said, being polite.
"Sorry died," was the only response the dark figure gave before glaring and going into the Special Education class himself. Katsu found that a bit odd, since the guy didn't seem to have any obvious disabilities. However, he didn't have much time to think it over as he was about to be late to Mr. LaRuffa's class. He raced off, and the figure scowled at him through the window in the door.
The teacher behind him smiled benignly. "Mr. Shishio, would you care to sit down with the rest of us?"
The hooded Shishio clenched his teeth. "Of course, Mr. O'Neil."
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Lunch rolled around and the whole "gang" grouped by a lunch cart. Kaoru was ranting about how much she already hated her Physics teacher, Mrs. Russo. Tae agreed. (She and Kaoru had the same classes all day! woo hoo! And yes, this can actually happen.) Sano groaned. He was due to have Russo for his "Chemistry in the Community" (usually known as Chem-com, or Chemistry for Dummies) during sixth. Misao and Aoshi walked up together.
"Kaoru! Aoshi and I have our Spanish 4 class together! Isn't that fun?" Misao bubbled.
Kaoru thought it was, but Aoshi just looked pained. Sano commented, "I'm in a P.E. class with Yahiko's little girlfriend. I doubt I'll show up though."
He then commented on Kaoru's raccoon eyes, apparent once more when she took off her sunglasses while eating her pizza. She quickly put them back on, smacked Sano with her purse, and glowered at him from under her lashes.
Kenshin walked over with his Little Caesar's breadsticks and said, "My government class is already putting me to sleep, that it is. Normally that doesn't kick in until about the third week . . ."
There was various random chitchat during their 40 minute lunch break, then the group dispersed. Most went to their languages, Kenshin and Megumi to French 4, Tae, Katsu, Kaoru, and Sano to Japanese 3.
From her class, Kaoru could see clearly across the hall to Mrs. Hamish's French 4 class. Megumi was there, giving Kenshin a hug. Kaoru visibly bristled, even though Kenshin was frantically trying to get out of Megumi's grasp.
Sano laughed aloud, earning a stern look from Mr. Sasaki. "Kaoru, did you just growl?"
"Mr. Sagara! Could you please refrain from talking just once, please? We don't need a repeat of last year!" said Mr. Sasaki sharply from his podium near the front. "And where is your shirt? We do have a dress code at Kyoto High School."
"I lost it."
"You lost it."
"I lost it."
Katsu leaned over to Sano and muttered, "I don't think your Jedi mind tricks are working on him."
During all this, Yahiko was struggling to stay on his stool in ceramics, Misao was having a nice introduction to Mrs. Lyon, the nice but mildly eccentric Trigonometry/Statistics teacher, Aoshi was silently warding off all the advances of preppy girls in his AP Physics class, and Tsubame was quickly becoming Mr. Carson's favorite geography student.
Sixth period rolled around. Kenshin and Aoshi finally met up in Health, the one semester delight that everyone has to take eventually. (or at least, they said we had to take it, then they said we didn't, then they changed their minds and said we have to take parts of it. ???????) Tae and Kaoru trudged off to Physical Education, and Katsu was also supposed to, but we think he ended up in Sano's Chem-com class. We think. The boy likes Chemistry, or at least likes making things go BOOM. Whatever.
He turned up by the end of the period, but it was really only to gape at Tae in her rolled up P.E. shorts. The two of them are really quite fond of each other. Kaoru watched Misao, across the field, doing jumps and kicks (and the like) with the rest of the cheer squad. She was sans crane costume this time, but was wearing jogging shorts and a tank top instead of the jean shorts and AFI tank she had been wearing earlier in the day. It's just too hard to move around in those. Her flip flops had also been switched to tennis shoes.
Megumi climbed in her Gallant, hesitating before she put the key in the ignition. It wasn't that she had to work that night, and her R.O.P class didn't start until next week. Her reluctance to leave school stemmed from the fact that she never liked going home. She sighed, then turned the key.
Back on the P.E. field, Kaoru struggled to not get hit by passing baseballs; her hand-eye coordination isn't that good, however, she can still swing a baseball bat . . . she doesn't hit the ball, but she holds the school record for most black eyes given to an unoffending catcher. Past years of P.E. had also set her firmly in the danger-to-those-not-playing position, and she held it with pride. Tae was making daisy chains, whilst Katsu inspected spare baseballs to see if they would be easily flammable.
Finally, the last bell of the day rang! Thank goodness. School inhales strenuously. At least, that's what Yahiko said when he came out of his Algebra 1 class. He used different language though. He found his sister waiting in the bleachers with Kenshin, passing time until Misao's practice ended. Kaoru kept looking at her watch impatiently. "I hope it finishes soon. I have to be at work in twenty minutes."
Aoshi, who had walked out to his Civic, spoke up to them. "I'll take her home."
Kaoru leaned over the rail. "You will?"
"Sure."
"Cool, thanks! Come on, Yahiko." Kaoru grabbed her white purse (it matched her skirt and the print on her shirt) and led the way to her car. She was silently followed by a tired Yahiko and a smiling Kenshin.
As Kenshin passed Aoshi he commented, "Hey, you really dressed up for our first day back."
"Shut up," responded the unsmiling Asian man. Aoshi was wearing a shirt with words on it. Sure, all it said was 'Korn,' but it was still a change from the plain black or navy blue shirts that he normally wore. He took up a spot in the bleachers as the three went off in Kaoru's yellow zoom- mobile.
Sano got a ride home from his other "scummy" buddies. He didn't live that far away, but he was pretty lazy. Katsu hitched a ride with them too, leaving Tae alone for once. She and Tsubame were due at her father's restaurant, where they were hostesses.
Misao walked down the track to the bleachers where Kaoru said she would meet her. Instead, she saw Aoshi sitting and reading his copy of "War and Peace." He was almost done.
"Aoshi-sama?"
"Oh. There you are."
"Yes. Where's Kaoru?"
"At work. I'm taking you home."
"Oh. How nice! Just another reason for you to be my shining knight!"
A muscle near his eye twitched. He stood up, put his book in his black backpack, and carefully made his way down the bleachers. Misao bounced over to his car and stood by the passenger door. Aoshi went over and unlocked the door, then held it open while she got in. He walked around to his side, and when he turned on the car the radio's music came blaring out of the speakers.
"--skin, these wounds they will not heal, fe--" and then the station was changed.
"got me lookin' so crazy right now, your love's got me lookin' so cr--" the station was changed back.
"confusing what is real . . . Crawling in my skin, these--"
"lookin' so crazy your love's got me lookin' so LOOKIN' SO CRAZY IN LOOOOVE!!" Misao won.
Aoshi's not that much of a Beyoncé fan. And anyone else touching HIS radio would have received a bruising. But Misao could get away with it. She could get away with a lot of things: pulling Kenshin's hair, stealing Sano's sunglasses, rifling through Kaoru's purse, rubbing Yahiko's hair, even setting off Katsu's fireworks before he said to. Yeah, she could get away with a lot. Must be the bounciness. Or the temper that could flare up and earn one a few choice kicks in the shin. Whichever it was, Misao usually got away with stuff. Luckily, she did not overuse this power.
They pulled up in front of her house and with a quick "Thanks" she bounded off. Like a little kangaroo or something. (Okay, probably a wallaby, but whatevuh.)
Back at school, a girl walked to the English hall in a short short skirt, fishnets, and a tube top that consisted mainly of leather and lace. Her boots reached halfway up her calves, and as she strode saucily towards room 132, a guy commented to a friend, "There's a hooker in Trenton who wants her boots back . . ."
Yumi just lifted her head higher and pushed her cleavage out farther. Shishio was waiting outside his classroom, and he made the slightest hint of a smile when she approached him. Let's face it, she's hot. The same guys who snickered about Trenton now gaped as Shishio walked back past them with his arm around Yumi's waist. Okay, maybe that hand was drifting a little lower, but it's cool. She steered him to her Lincoln Continental. She bought it for the large backseat, if you get our drift.
When in the passenger seat, Shishio pulled out his list. He added "Katsu" to the bottom.
The Lincoln sped off.
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A/N: A long one, and if you don't care/already figured them out yourselves, just skip over this and GO REVIEW. Thank you come again. For those of you who haven't figured it out and care at least a little bit, the following are the schedules of our main home dogs.
Kenshin- Pre-calculus Honors, AP English 4, Government, Physics, French 4, Health
Kaoru-AP U.S. History, Algebra 2, AP English 3, Physics, Japanese 3, P.E.
Megumi- AP Government, AP English 4, AP Chemistry, Pre-Calculus Honors, French 4, and an R.O.P with Dr. Gensai.
Sanosuke-AP U.S. History, Algebra 2, AP English 3, P.E., Japanese 3, Chem- com.
Misao- AP U.S. History, Physics, AP English 3, AP Spanish 4, Trigonometry, Cheer
Aoshi-AP Government, AP English 4, AP Calculus, AP Spanish 4, AP Physics, Health
Yahiko- English Honors 1, French 1, P.E., Oceanography, Ceramics, Algebra 1
Tsubame- English Honors 1, French 1, Biology, P.E., World Geography Honors, Geometry
Tae- AP U.S. History, Algebra 2, AP English 3, Physics, Japanese 3, P.E.
Katsu- AP Chemistry, English 3, AP Calculus, U.S. History, Japanese 3, P.E.
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Chunks: Yes.
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