Chapter 7: Oktoberfest
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A/N: In case you all haven't noticed, Zippy is the one who writes things at the beginning of the chapter, and Chunks adds her two cents at the fin of the piece. Yeah . . . welcome to 2004, everyone.
Statement Made to Save One's Ass: well that was an anticlimactic new year's. neither of us had boys to ravage at the stroke of twelve, even though one of us was supposed to but he just decided he wasn't gonna show up because it was late and he wanted to go to bed early so he could get up early and go to six flags the next day well see what I care! I'm not upset. I swear.
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KYOTO HIGH SCHOOL, SOMETIME IN EARLY OCTOBER
" and I was like Oh My- - oh, is this on? Good Morning Cranes! The announcements are as follows!"
"The football team put up a gallant fight last Friday night, but they still lost to Edison. Better than last year, guys, but still. . . . 42-6. Maybe we'll win this week!" [muffled snickers]
"Mrs. Lyon is asking all students who have her for fourth period Trig/Stat class to help her remember where she left her child's McCrackalackin' kids meal."
"Principal Huebert insists that the boys' bathrooms are not kept more tidy than the girls' bathrooms, it's just that the girls use seat covers."
"Homecoming Court nominations are today during lunch, so go put in a good word for your friend. Remember, this is not just a popularity contest. It's a popularity contest with results!"
"The Club for the Search of the Homeland of Caucasia has its meeting tomorrow in room 310. They will be discussing how to get new pajamas."
"That is all."
Misao rolled her eyes and turned to Aoshi. The poor thing had to sit next to her during their Spanish class. She smiled and whispered, "I'll nominate you, Aoshi-sama!"
Aoshi-sama just got a look on his face like, "kill me now. Just do it. Please. Drown me like a puppy."
Erasing the board with vigor because he's short and can't really reach, Señor Bobo turned his little Italian-yet-teaching-Spanish face to the class. "Ay, chiquitos! A ver. Saquen sus paquetes de la tarea de anoche y pásenmelos."
"Póngalos en su culo."
Bobo pretended that he didn't hear that as he swept across the room with his now collected packets of a buttload of homework that was completely pointless and had really nothing to do with the lesson or anything that may be on the AP test at the end of the year.
Aoshi turned to take Misao's packet from her, but, as usual, she didn't have it. . . . He frowned a bit disapprovingly and handed a stack to Señor Bobo. Señor Bobo noticed that Miss Misao had not turned in said packet. Again.
"¡Comadreja!" Bobo seemed to look really disappointed. Like he actually enjoyed teaching his subject. Right. "¿Por qué no tienes su paquete . . . un vez más . . .?"
"I lost it."
"En Español. ¿Lo perdió?"
"I lost it."
Bobo looked resigned and walked towards his desk.
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ HEY LOOK! LUNCH TIME!
Scribbling several names on the yellow slip of paper, Kaoru smiled and chatted merrily with the ASB homie sitting at the table in front of her.
"Ooh, Kaoru, who did you vote for?" Tae asked excitedly, running up to her.
"All of my friends really," Kaoru smiled. "I like to be fair, you know?"
"Mmhmm, mmhmm," Tae nodded emphatically. "Oh, Megumi! What are you doing for lunch today?" she looked over to the new arrival.
Megumi adjusted her purse on her shoulder as she approached. "I was planning on driving off campus today, but did you have something in mind?"
"Maybe we can all go off together," Tae said.
"So you just want me for my lunch pass."
"Well . . ." the brown-haired girl looked a little guilty.
"Yes," Kaoru answered simply.
"Fine," Megumi sighed, but not really adverse to the idea. "Who else is coming?" she asked as they started heading off in the direction of the parking lot.
"Katsu." Tae answered immediately.
"Well that's a given," Kaoru laughed, "as well as Kenshin, and I think Misao'd like to come, and Yahiko . . ." she began ticking off her fingers.
". . . And Aoshi and Tsubame and the idiot because he has nothing better to do," Megumi easily finished off the rest of the list. "Sounds like the usual suspects there. But we're going to have to take separate cars. Mine's not big enough, and I do *not* want people sitting in each others laps in *my* car."
"Let's go tell Aoshi to drive the others," Kaoru suggested. "Maybe Misao can weasel out a way for him to agree."
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ STILL LUNCHTIME. AT WENDY'S.
"Yahiko, I think you have enough food on your side of the table. I don't think you need to be reaching over to Miss Tsubame's, that you don't . . ."
"Hand check . . ."
Misao was chowing down on the 99 cent nuggets, in between spoonfuls of her large Frosty. Kenshin was across from her and next to Tsubame, whose fries were being stolen at a frightful rate. Yahiko laughed, then stole a nugget from Misao, and another few fries from Sanosuke across the aisle.
"So," Kaoru said as she stabbed another forkful of lettuce, "who'd you pick, Aoshi?"
"[chew chew chew munch munch munch]"
"Okay no." She tried again. "Sano, did you nominate anyone in particular?"
Sano chuckled a bit. "The government is a fake. Your vote doesn't matter anyways."
Katsu looked up from behind his hair and Tae's shoulder, and added, "Conspiratorial scum."
"Okay . . . It is only a STUDENT government. Whatever. Megumi, who'd you nominate?"
The sultry brunette swallowed the bite of her triple bacon cheeseburger and answered, "Well, I normally don't believe in these petty contests. But I figured I'd go for Kenshin anyways. I always go for Ken." She smiled big at Kaoru, and batted her eyelashes a bit.
Kenshin choked on his lemonade and started blushing. Kaoru almost choked Megumi. But she didn't. But she did in her mind.
P(*&R)(*&)B@#*(&^% A FEW DAYS LATER!!!!(*&*(&%S(&*%)*(&
The nominations were in! Then everybody voted. Or at least, everybody who was bored enough to go over to the cafeteria and waste five minutes of their life to vote. Our heroes were excited because, surprise of surprises, Kenshin and Megumi were both in the top fifteen for each respective gender. After THAT, EVERYBODY in school votes for the top five of each gender, which makes up court.
Kenshin and Megumi made court! Kenshin just because everybody knows him and he's just cool like that, and Megumi because majority of the guys who see her think she's foxy.
Then, there's that whole Homecoming pep rally assembly thing. It has a dual purpose in life: to show you how attractive all the Court members are, and make you almost wanna go to the Homecoming game because it's against some school you've never heard about so you know we're gonna beat them.
Kenshin was the shortest guy on court, as the other four gents were freaking Adonis multiplied. Sorry Kenshin, you just can't compare to Greek legends. Megumi was feeling a bit awkward, because the female half of court was made up of her very Asian self, and four blonde Debbies. Yes, they were all named Debbie.
Yay so the theme of Homecoming is "Fairy Tales Come True" because you care and it was a lovely assembly that nobody really paid much attention to except when the Adonisi shook their collective booties. That's hot.
)(*^*()&^#)(@*&SOME KIND OF TRANSITION SO I CAN TALK ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^
School was fairly routine, people doing homework, people not doing homework, people sleeping in class, people not going to class. Ahh, puublik skoul edyookayshun.
Our usual suspects were a bit messed up, because they were all going to Homecoming (in one way shape or form), but Kenshin having to be with Megumi (as all homecoming court types are coupled up) was creating a major cramp. It meant that Kaoru had to ask Aoshi to take her, as she figured he wouldn't be as irritating as say, Sano. So Sanosuke asked Misao, and she said sure, because they were just looking for a good party. Tae and Katsu, a real no brainer, and we haven't seen Yahiko's leash, but Tsubame has a pretty good hold on him. Tee hee . . .
The girls had a SUPER FUN time shopping, and we would go into detail, but we know you really don't care.
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ FRIDAY NIGHT: HOMECOMING GAME
They were playing some random school, and it was great. The team actually did quite well. At halftime, the score was a charming 14-6, and Misao was actually getting quite hoarse from yelling so much. It's hard to be heard when you have to yell through a Crane hat. Beaks aren't made for yelling . . .
Anyways, she went behind the stands to get a drink for her parched throat. She could hear the student body president and vice president doing their schpiel on the field, but she didn't really care. She was too interested in what was happening in a dark corner under the stands.
A hooded man was talking with someone who thought they looked gangsta. The 'gangsta' handed mr. hoodie a thick envelope, and mr. hoodie handed mr. gangsta a small baggie of powdered sugar. Misao scampered away before she could be seen seeing things. A Crane is rather conspicuous.
Neither party under the stands saw her, thankfully, and the gangsta homie walked off and back up into the bleachers. Mr. Hoodie made his way to the snack bar, now that he could fill up on just about anything he wanted. Yumi walked over and slinked an arm around his waist. As it was a bit chilly out, she was only wearing tight pants and a tube top that closely resembled a bustier. Gotta stay warm.
A security guard walked over and tapped Mr. Hoodie on the shoulder. "Hoods down, son. We can't recognize intruders."
Shishio smiled and answered, "Oh of course, sir. Safety first." He pulled down the hood, watched the guard cringe, and walked off with Yumi nuzzling his shoulder and giggling.
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A/N: And we're not even DONE with October. Sorry we're slow . . . attack of the relatives and holiday blues and whatnot. But we have updated. And we're only a few months off from real time . . . hehe . . . Anyway, next time! Homecoming!! Yay!! Get your groove on [yes, we realize this is yet another dance, but honestly, what do you want a high school fic to have? Do you want chapters full of useless in-class things? Don't you get enough of that at your own schools? We thought so]. And who knows? We may throw in something else even more fun to dress up for . . . ^_^
Review because we're lonely. And check for screaming lobsters.
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A/N: In case you all haven't noticed, Zippy is the one who writes things at the beginning of the chapter, and Chunks adds her two cents at the fin of the piece. Yeah . . . welcome to 2004, everyone.
Statement Made to Save One's Ass: well that was an anticlimactic new year's. neither of us had boys to ravage at the stroke of twelve, even though one of us was supposed to but he just decided he wasn't gonna show up because it was late and he wanted to go to bed early so he could get up early and go to six flags the next day well see what I care! I'm not upset. I swear.
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KYOTO HIGH SCHOOL, SOMETIME IN EARLY OCTOBER
" and I was like Oh My- - oh, is this on? Good Morning Cranes! The announcements are as follows!"
"The football team put up a gallant fight last Friday night, but they still lost to Edison. Better than last year, guys, but still. . . . 42-6. Maybe we'll win this week!" [muffled snickers]
"Mrs. Lyon is asking all students who have her for fourth period Trig/Stat class to help her remember where she left her child's McCrackalackin' kids meal."
"Principal Huebert insists that the boys' bathrooms are not kept more tidy than the girls' bathrooms, it's just that the girls use seat covers."
"Homecoming Court nominations are today during lunch, so go put in a good word for your friend. Remember, this is not just a popularity contest. It's a popularity contest with results!"
"The Club for the Search of the Homeland of Caucasia has its meeting tomorrow in room 310. They will be discussing how to get new pajamas."
"That is all."
Misao rolled her eyes and turned to Aoshi. The poor thing had to sit next to her during their Spanish class. She smiled and whispered, "I'll nominate you, Aoshi-sama!"
Aoshi-sama just got a look on his face like, "kill me now. Just do it. Please. Drown me like a puppy."
Erasing the board with vigor because he's short and can't really reach, Señor Bobo turned his little Italian-yet-teaching-Spanish face to the class. "Ay, chiquitos! A ver. Saquen sus paquetes de la tarea de anoche y pásenmelos."
"Póngalos en su culo."
Bobo pretended that he didn't hear that as he swept across the room with his now collected packets of a buttload of homework that was completely pointless and had really nothing to do with the lesson or anything that may be on the AP test at the end of the year.
Aoshi turned to take Misao's packet from her, but, as usual, she didn't have it. . . . He frowned a bit disapprovingly and handed a stack to Señor Bobo. Señor Bobo noticed that Miss Misao had not turned in said packet. Again.
"¡Comadreja!" Bobo seemed to look really disappointed. Like he actually enjoyed teaching his subject. Right. "¿Por qué no tienes su paquete . . . un vez más . . .?"
"I lost it."
"En Español. ¿Lo perdió?"
"I lost it."
Bobo looked resigned and walked towards his desk.
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ HEY LOOK! LUNCH TIME!
Scribbling several names on the yellow slip of paper, Kaoru smiled and chatted merrily with the ASB homie sitting at the table in front of her.
"Ooh, Kaoru, who did you vote for?" Tae asked excitedly, running up to her.
"All of my friends really," Kaoru smiled. "I like to be fair, you know?"
"Mmhmm, mmhmm," Tae nodded emphatically. "Oh, Megumi! What are you doing for lunch today?" she looked over to the new arrival.
Megumi adjusted her purse on her shoulder as she approached. "I was planning on driving off campus today, but did you have something in mind?"
"Maybe we can all go off together," Tae said.
"So you just want me for my lunch pass."
"Well . . ." the brown-haired girl looked a little guilty.
"Yes," Kaoru answered simply.
"Fine," Megumi sighed, but not really adverse to the idea. "Who else is coming?" she asked as they started heading off in the direction of the parking lot.
"Katsu." Tae answered immediately.
"Well that's a given," Kaoru laughed, "as well as Kenshin, and I think Misao'd like to come, and Yahiko . . ." she began ticking off her fingers.
". . . And Aoshi and Tsubame and the idiot because he has nothing better to do," Megumi easily finished off the rest of the list. "Sounds like the usual suspects there. But we're going to have to take separate cars. Mine's not big enough, and I do *not* want people sitting in each others laps in *my* car."
"Let's go tell Aoshi to drive the others," Kaoru suggested. "Maybe Misao can weasel out a way for him to agree."
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ STILL LUNCHTIME. AT WENDY'S.
"Yahiko, I think you have enough food on your side of the table. I don't think you need to be reaching over to Miss Tsubame's, that you don't . . ."
"Hand check . . ."
Misao was chowing down on the 99 cent nuggets, in between spoonfuls of her large Frosty. Kenshin was across from her and next to Tsubame, whose fries were being stolen at a frightful rate. Yahiko laughed, then stole a nugget from Misao, and another few fries from Sanosuke across the aisle.
"So," Kaoru said as she stabbed another forkful of lettuce, "who'd you pick, Aoshi?"
"[chew chew chew munch munch munch]"
"Okay no." She tried again. "Sano, did you nominate anyone in particular?"
Sano chuckled a bit. "The government is a fake. Your vote doesn't matter anyways."
Katsu looked up from behind his hair and Tae's shoulder, and added, "Conspiratorial scum."
"Okay . . . It is only a STUDENT government. Whatever. Megumi, who'd you nominate?"
The sultry brunette swallowed the bite of her triple bacon cheeseburger and answered, "Well, I normally don't believe in these petty contests. But I figured I'd go for Kenshin anyways. I always go for Ken." She smiled big at Kaoru, and batted her eyelashes a bit.
Kenshin choked on his lemonade and started blushing. Kaoru almost choked Megumi. But she didn't. But she did in her mind.
P(*&R)(*&)B@#*(&^% A FEW DAYS LATER!!!!(*&*(&%S(&*%)*(&
The nominations were in! Then everybody voted. Or at least, everybody who was bored enough to go over to the cafeteria and waste five minutes of their life to vote. Our heroes were excited because, surprise of surprises, Kenshin and Megumi were both in the top fifteen for each respective gender. After THAT, EVERYBODY in school votes for the top five of each gender, which makes up court.
Kenshin and Megumi made court! Kenshin just because everybody knows him and he's just cool like that, and Megumi because majority of the guys who see her think she's foxy.
Then, there's that whole Homecoming pep rally assembly thing. It has a dual purpose in life: to show you how attractive all the Court members are, and make you almost wanna go to the Homecoming game because it's against some school you've never heard about so you know we're gonna beat them.
Kenshin was the shortest guy on court, as the other four gents were freaking Adonis multiplied. Sorry Kenshin, you just can't compare to Greek legends. Megumi was feeling a bit awkward, because the female half of court was made up of her very Asian self, and four blonde Debbies. Yes, they were all named Debbie.
Yay so the theme of Homecoming is "Fairy Tales Come True" because you care and it was a lovely assembly that nobody really paid much attention to except when the Adonisi shook their collective booties. That's hot.
)(*^*()&^#)(@*&SOME KIND OF TRANSITION SO I CAN TALK ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^
School was fairly routine, people doing homework, people not doing homework, people sleeping in class, people not going to class. Ahh, puublik skoul edyookayshun.
Our usual suspects were a bit messed up, because they were all going to Homecoming (in one way shape or form), but Kenshin having to be with Megumi (as all homecoming court types are coupled up) was creating a major cramp. It meant that Kaoru had to ask Aoshi to take her, as she figured he wouldn't be as irritating as say, Sano. So Sanosuke asked Misao, and she said sure, because they were just looking for a good party. Tae and Katsu, a real no brainer, and we haven't seen Yahiko's leash, but Tsubame has a pretty good hold on him. Tee hee . . .
The girls had a SUPER FUN time shopping, and we would go into detail, but we know you really don't care.
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ FRIDAY NIGHT: HOMECOMING GAME
They were playing some random school, and it was great. The team actually did quite well. At halftime, the score was a charming 14-6, and Misao was actually getting quite hoarse from yelling so much. It's hard to be heard when you have to yell through a Crane hat. Beaks aren't made for yelling . . .
Anyways, she went behind the stands to get a drink for her parched throat. She could hear the student body president and vice president doing their schpiel on the field, but she didn't really care. She was too interested in what was happening in a dark corner under the stands.
A hooded man was talking with someone who thought they looked gangsta. The 'gangsta' handed mr. hoodie a thick envelope, and mr. hoodie handed mr. gangsta a small baggie of powdered sugar. Misao scampered away before she could be seen seeing things. A Crane is rather conspicuous.
Neither party under the stands saw her, thankfully, and the gangsta homie walked off and back up into the bleachers. Mr. Hoodie made his way to the snack bar, now that he could fill up on just about anything he wanted. Yumi walked over and slinked an arm around his waist. As it was a bit chilly out, she was only wearing tight pants and a tube top that closely resembled a bustier. Gotta stay warm.
A security guard walked over and tapped Mr. Hoodie on the shoulder. "Hoods down, son. We can't recognize intruders."
Shishio smiled and answered, "Oh of course, sir. Safety first." He pulled down the hood, watched the guard cringe, and walked off with Yumi nuzzling his shoulder and giggling.
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A/N: And we're not even DONE with October. Sorry we're slow . . . attack of the relatives and holiday blues and whatnot. But we have updated. And we're only a few months off from real time . . . hehe . . . Anyway, next time! Homecoming!! Yay!! Get your groove on [yes, we realize this is yet another dance, but honestly, what do you want a high school fic to have? Do you want chapters full of useless in-class things? Don't you get enough of that at your own schools? We thought so]. And who knows? We may throw in something else even more fun to dress up for . . . ^_^
Review because we're lonely. And check for screaming lobsters.