Heheh… I am impressed… C-Kun said that when I reported that we got e-mails quick, he was not surprised. He said it was a good idea. Everyone else did, too… and now I update… and Kurama ½ ends… I feel fuzzy…
On the Other SideEpisode 2: "Unto Himself"
"Student! Students!" the teacher screamed. She felt her fist shake. "Stop!"
The class froze, a paper that was thrown at Mitsuo's head looked like it was going to do a Matrix move and freeze in mid air and launch into his head.
Frodo carefully peeked over the desk.
He looked up at the boy who was sitting on the desk part. "Hiei, I think that's your cue to sit…"
Hiei looked down at him. He had wild black hair with a white starburst in the middle and blue tips. He wore all black and he looked scary, but when he could he would protect both Frodo and Mitsuo when no one could. It was like a loner standing up for an underdog… even if there was no real difference.
He was tossing a hackie-sack. He looked at Frodo with his red eyes confident. "Don't worry so much, kid…"
The teacher, whose name was Mrs. Himura, was young, but she was easily angered. This crazy homeroom did not help her and she feared that her beautiful black hair would go grey by the end.
"Mr. Jaganshi, off the desk!" she yelled.
She felt guilty yelling at high schoolers because they were at their weakest point in life, but it was the only way for them to listen. Her husband was so easy going with his classes… why couldn't she be like him?
Hiei snorted and sat.
She felt even guiltier yelling at the loner. He had no real friends, but at times he acted like a super hero and protected people, even if a lot of them hated him. He didn't care. She felt like he was going to crack and kill himself. Or hurt himself. But he would always play a game with her. He knew of her suspicion. And everyday he'd pull off his arm jewelry and taunt her with a bare wrist; basically saying "I don't self-mutilate."
He would wear tanks to annoy her. He would roll up his shorts to almost a girl's length to show a bare, cut less leg. He would wear sandals to prove he had never cut his ankles, either. And for some reason, he only did it to her. And for some reason it really bugged her. He didn't do anything, but she got so scared, like he knew something she did not. She wasn't sure of what, though.
She stared at poor, little Frodo, who for some reason had a bad habit of having to go through a lot with him. Hiei always sat on his desk and used him as a dummy, but both knew it was not a friendship. But Frodo didn't say anything, even though he should. He was so pure it could make people puke.
Mitsuo sighed and waited for everyone to calm down. These people always pissed him off…
"Oooh… what's this…?" someone came from behind and took an envelope that he left on his desk that was addressed to "Hasunuma".
The boy waved it in his hands. He had bleached blonde hair and perfect, straight teeth. "Hasunuma, eh? That's your boyfriend, isn't it?"
Mitsuo blushed and growled. "That's none of your business!"
"What's wrong?" he asked. "He's not here to save your ass?"
"Shut up!" Mitsuo was about to attack him.
Hiei jumped from the desk and grabbed Mitsuo from his shirt. He took his free hand and pushed the other boy from attacking Mitsuo. "Now, now… there's no need to fight…" he glanced coolly at Mrs. Himura. "Let Mrs. Himura tell us the announcements and things… we need no blood on her pretty tile floor…"
Mrs. Himura tried to figure out whether or not she should laugh.
Miss Arwen knocked on the door. Mrs. Himura directed a student to open the door.
Miss Arwen bowed. "Sorry to intrude, but your student have to learn to take their medications. Hiei."
Hiei snorted. "Sorry…"
He left, flashing his wrist. She shuddered.
Miss Arwen saw. "Why do you terrorize her?"
"I don't terrorize her. I don't harass her. She has her suspicions and I ease them…"
Miss Arwen sighed. "I don't know what to do with you… your forgot your antidepressants…"
"Heh… you do realize that taking those can boost the suicide rate in people under the age of 18?" he laughed.
Miss Arwen sighed. "I do. But your doctor prescribed them."
"My doctor knows nothing of 'depression'… I'm not depressed… that Frodo kid is… I saw that look in his eyes… crazy… crazy…"
"Explain that time in fifth grade you tried to jump out the window of the building?"
"How the hell do you know that? I've only known you since seventh grade!"
"I have files… now let's get going… I have a new student in the office waiting to be able to go in to his class…"
"Wait?! This is a set-up?!"
"No. You need to take your antidepressants… but I would like someone take him to the class… I didn't want him to go alone… your homeroom is nuts…"
"Ah… I get ya…"
They went into the waiting room. They then went into the office.
Kurama was waiting patiently in a chair. He was reading a magazine. He glanced up at Hiei and Miss Arwen. "Hello!"
"He's Japanese," Miss Arwen whispered. "So he might not know too much big English words…"
"Konnichiwa, watashi wa Hiei desu… ano…" Hiei started.
"I know English, don't worry! I've been bilingual for awhile…"
"Good… I don't like speaking Japanese that much… I had to learn a lot of languages from one of my foster parents…"
"You're a foster child?" Kurama asked, full of empathy.
"No need to feel sorry… my last foster parents adopted me… it's okay… my mom was a drunk and died and my dad was deadbeat… don't worry about it…"
"Oh… so your father is alive…?"
"Yeah… probably in jail… come on, we better get to class."
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"Students," Mrs. Himura announced, "welcome our new member of our homeroom, Kurama."
Kurama came in and waved. He then watched people stare.
"His hair is longer than my boyfriend's!"
"What? His hair is longer than mine!"
"That's not a boy… that's one of those guys half-way through them sex changes… you saw them, didn't cha Brandon?"
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Yeah, they have boobs and balls?"
"Right!"
Kurama sat to the nearest seat. He smirked, almost laughing.
"Do we humor you, punk-ass?" someone snapped.
"I guess so… I never saw such people in Japan…"
"Oh-ho! Asian boy, aren't cha? That's gonna make ya suppa smart, righ'?"
"No… not necessarily… I mean, if you studied, I am sure you, too, could be smart…"
"Oooooohhhh… that was a diss…"
"Oi," Hiei cut in, his hands raised, "There is no need to go jumpin' on the new kid… I mean, he still gotta learn his place, right?"
"Right!" said a group of girls.
Kurama pulled his hair back and smirked. This was going to be fun.
"Hey, Kurama," Mitsuo looked over his shoulder, "What are you reading? What are you listening to?"
Kurama turned his head, his headphones on his head. "I'm listening to Evanescence and reading Gravitation."
Mitsuo looked at the comic, written entirely in Japanese. "I'm afraid I can't read…"
"I guess I'll have to teach you some Japanese some day…" Kurama said, smiling softly.
"I'd like that…"
It was a free period in gym, which was their first period. Mitsuo preferred this class. There wasn't so many boys to attack him.
Kurama turned his page. "Mitsuo, why don't you face your fears?"
Mitsuo stared at him. "Wh-what do you mean?"
"I see you all the time in fear of those boys, and the time that you stand up you resort to fighting. That's not very right, is it?"
"No… I guess not…" he looked at the picture. "I guess not…"
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Lalalalalalalalalala… I'm just a sucka with low self esteem… now go… go and friggin review me!
That's a way of saying review me for the next update! And it's meh last day of school!
See ya!
-Gabbi, Queen of Kurama Torture.