I am SO SORRY that I've taken this long to update my story! I'm
ashamed at my slow pace and so to make it all up to you I've decided to
currently comply with all of your requests! Yes Saitou will be in this, I
will temporarily try some VERY unique pairings at first, but they may fall
into their respective (and in my opinion natural) order. For now though I
shall try and add in some unusual fluff and I promise you all that the more
suggestions you give me, the more I will try and conform to your requests!
Chapter 2,
Harsh Reality
After the awkward morning got under way the students all rushed to the cafeteria to wait for their schedules to be distributed to them.
Summer: Please tell me that your schools aren't that different from mine!
Misao: No, don't worry, this is a pretty simple private school, and if you do have any trouble finding your classes we'll help you out!
Summer: That's a relief; I just don't want to spend my senior year scurrying through the hallways, searching for my classes.
Kaoru: So? What classes do you have!?!
Summer: Well, let me see...I've got; math, creative writing, orchestra, lunch, history, science, martial arts/gym, and art, all of which are AP level classes.
Sano: What are AP classes?
Summer: They're college level classes that you can take in high school to prepare yourself for what the actual college classes will be like.
Misao: Man you're smart, I hate math, especially hard math, and here you're taking on the toughest course they offer on it!
Summer: Well, one things for sure, I'm definitely going to be doing A LOT of hard work this year. What's martial arts/gym anyway?
Everyone: Oh no! You mean you've never taken it before?
Summer: Well I've taken gym every year of high school so far, but I've never taken martial arts before.
Soujiro: Well, Mr. Saitou teaches that class, and if you've never taken it before, then you're in for a tough year.
Summer: Oh come on, it can't be that bad!
Megumi: (whispering to Aoshi) She has no idea what she's gotten herself into!
Summer: Well, I don't care how bad I am at it, I won't quit, I've never been a quitter and so I won't start now. So do any of you guys have the same classes?
Megumi: You'll share lunch with all of us; math with Soujiro, Kenshin, Aoshi, and me; creative writing with Kaoru; history with Misao, Aoshi, Soujiro, Kenshin, Kaoru, and me; science with Kaoru, Aoshi, Kenshin, Soujiro, and me; martial arts with all of the boys, Kaoru, and Misao. But you'll be on your own in Orchestra and Art.
Summer: Darn! I'll have to spend two classes of the day without anyone I know.
Kaoru: You should make friends quickly, don't worry, I'm sure you'll be fine.
Sano: Yeah, at least you're not as alone as me, this is what I get for not being "studious".
Megumi: I told you that you needed to study harder last year if you wanted to make it in the same classes as us, but did you listen? NOOOOO not the baka rooster head!
Sano: You're one to talk, fox!
Summer: (whispering to the others) Are they always like this?
Everyone: Yes,
Summer: They act like an old married couple!
Misao: Boy, if Sano spent half of the time with me that he does when he's arguing with Megumi, our relationship would be a lot stronger.
Summer: Whoa! You two are a couple?
Misao: Supposedly, yes.
Summer: Are there any other relationships here that I should be aware of?
Kaoru: Well, there's Misao and Sano, and Megumi and Kenshin, but just between you and me, she kinda forced Kenshin into it. Summer: Well my goodness, and here I am just oblivious to it all!
Sano: No offense Summer but you tend to be oblivious to a lot of things.
Summer: What!?! I am not! What makes you think that?
Sano: Well, a certain younger brother of yours just happened to tell me the other day that you weren't paying attention to where you were walking and you fell down the steps.
Summer: That was an accident and I was too paying attention, I just sort of slipped and fell.
Sano: Suuuuuuure.
With that the first day of school started and actually moved quite smoothly until 7th period when Summer arrived at her martial arts class. They all had to dress out in the locker rooms and as the girls came out of the one end and lined up at the center of the gym, the boys were already there and awaiting instructions from their teacher. Summer was the last of the students to exit the locker rooms because she had never worn a gi before and so she had a hard time getting it on the right way.
Saitou: What is going on here!
Summer: I'm the new student here sir.
Saitou: Well make sure you learn to put that uniform on faster next time, I will not tolerate any tardiness in my class. Now, I want everyone to pair up with someone close to his or her size and await my further instructions.
Summer walked back to her line, ignoring the sniggers and looks she received from the other kids who couldn't believe she couldn't get her gi on right. She was also the only student without a partner in the end because none of the other kids wanted to have to work with such a novice.
Saitou: Please tell me you have at least some inkling as to what you are supposed to do.
Summer: What if I don't?
Saitou: (sighing with irritation) Kami-sama help me!
Summer: Who?
Saitou: Oh just forget it, now come here, I'm going to teach you the basics, and I want you after school here every Friday for extra practice.
Summer: For how long? Saitou: For however long it takes you to catch up to the other kids! I suggest you also seek help from Kaoru, she teaches this stuff.
Summer: Then why can't I pair with her!?!
Saitou: (speaking through clenched teeth as he finally beg to loose patience) Because she's with Aoshi!
Summer: Oh! Ok then! I learn fast, so I'm sure that I'll get better quickly!
Saitou: (whispering to himself) Kami-sama what did I do to deserve this?
By the end of that class both Saitou and Summer were equally frustrated and bruised from each other's teachings and miss swings. Summer could barely hold up the bokan, which everyone thought odd because they really were quite light, and Summer was rather strong for a girl. She left in a foul mood, but was filled with determination to overcome this new obstacle. Her spirits were somewhat lifted though as she entered her art class. That day they were free to work as they pleased, and Summer unleashed all of her emotions into her artwork. She favored oil paints and canvas as her medium and so she worked and worked, creating fiery dragons, fierce phoenixes, drooping willows, and lifelike animals. Nature was her specialty, and anything a part of it she could draw with surprising accuracy and authenticity. The teacher was impressed with her creations, and praised each one. She was only one of about 12 students in the class, so the others grew jealous easily, that some foreign girl could just waltz in one day and steal the teacher's comments away from them when they had worked, some of them, for three years to gain it.
Teacher: Summer, how do you paint like that?
Summer: I pour all my heart into my works, they are my blood, sweat, and tears, and only when painted with passion can they be made to look as though they were alive!
Teacher: No, I mean, where do you get your inspiration?
Summer: From people, I paint people's personalities in the form of animals and other natural forms.
As the day came to a close Summer rejoined her friends outside and told them all about her day. They were soon interrupted though when Summer's three younger siblings ran straight into her, ready for home.
Summer: Oh no! Here come the ankle biters!
Yahiko: We are not, we aren't that short!?!
Summer: I don't know, you're pretty close! They all made their way to their cars, but stopped dead in their tracks when they saw Summer's. Someone had taken white spray paint and written all along the sides of the car, "Down With the Westerner!" The harsh reality of how many of the students viewed her had finally sunk in. This was not going to be any easy year, for her or her offending classmates, Summer would see to that!
OMG! I am SOOOOOOO SORRY that it's been forever since I updated any of my fics! I've been SOOO BUSY! And whoever flamed my fic, WATCH OUT! The Adrenalin is flowing and you had better prepare yourself for a rude awakening if I should ever get my hands on you! What kind of COWARD doesn't even leave their pen name behind so we can talk this over like mature people? I feel like a cobra that's just been poked, quite harshly, in the face with a burning stick, and I'm ready to strike with as much malice and venom as I can possibly muster!!! You have been warned, the Shockwave is coming!
Chapter 2,
Harsh Reality
After the awkward morning got under way the students all rushed to the cafeteria to wait for their schedules to be distributed to them.
Summer: Please tell me that your schools aren't that different from mine!
Misao: No, don't worry, this is a pretty simple private school, and if you do have any trouble finding your classes we'll help you out!
Summer: That's a relief; I just don't want to spend my senior year scurrying through the hallways, searching for my classes.
Kaoru: So? What classes do you have!?!
Summer: Well, let me see...I've got; math, creative writing, orchestra, lunch, history, science, martial arts/gym, and art, all of which are AP level classes.
Sano: What are AP classes?
Summer: They're college level classes that you can take in high school to prepare yourself for what the actual college classes will be like.
Misao: Man you're smart, I hate math, especially hard math, and here you're taking on the toughest course they offer on it!
Summer: Well, one things for sure, I'm definitely going to be doing A LOT of hard work this year. What's martial arts/gym anyway?
Everyone: Oh no! You mean you've never taken it before?
Summer: Well I've taken gym every year of high school so far, but I've never taken martial arts before.
Soujiro: Well, Mr. Saitou teaches that class, and if you've never taken it before, then you're in for a tough year.
Summer: Oh come on, it can't be that bad!
Megumi: (whispering to Aoshi) She has no idea what she's gotten herself into!
Summer: Well, I don't care how bad I am at it, I won't quit, I've never been a quitter and so I won't start now. So do any of you guys have the same classes?
Megumi: You'll share lunch with all of us; math with Soujiro, Kenshin, Aoshi, and me; creative writing with Kaoru; history with Misao, Aoshi, Soujiro, Kenshin, Kaoru, and me; science with Kaoru, Aoshi, Kenshin, Soujiro, and me; martial arts with all of the boys, Kaoru, and Misao. But you'll be on your own in Orchestra and Art.
Summer: Darn! I'll have to spend two classes of the day without anyone I know.
Kaoru: You should make friends quickly, don't worry, I'm sure you'll be fine.
Sano: Yeah, at least you're not as alone as me, this is what I get for not being "studious".
Megumi: I told you that you needed to study harder last year if you wanted to make it in the same classes as us, but did you listen? NOOOOO not the baka rooster head!
Sano: You're one to talk, fox!
Summer: (whispering to the others) Are they always like this?
Everyone: Yes,
Summer: They act like an old married couple!
Misao: Boy, if Sano spent half of the time with me that he does when he's arguing with Megumi, our relationship would be a lot stronger.
Summer: Whoa! You two are a couple?
Misao: Supposedly, yes.
Summer: Are there any other relationships here that I should be aware of?
Kaoru: Well, there's Misao and Sano, and Megumi and Kenshin, but just between you and me, she kinda forced Kenshin into it. Summer: Well my goodness, and here I am just oblivious to it all!
Sano: No offense Summer but you tend to be oblivious to a lot of things.
Summer: What!?! I am not! What makes you think that?
Sano: Well, a certain younger brother of yours just happened to tell me the other day that you weren't paying attention to where you were walking and you fell down the steps.
Summer: That was an accident and I was too paying attention, I just sort of slipped and fell.
Sano: Suuuuuuure.
With that the first day of school started and actually moved quite smoothly until 7th period when Summer arrived at her martial arts class. They all had to dress out in the locker rooms and as the girls came out of the one end and lined up at the center of the gym, the boys were already there and awaiting instructions from their teacher. Summer was the last of the students to exit the locker rooms because she had never worn a gi before and so she had a hard time getting it on the right way.
Saitou: What is going on here!
Summer: I'm the new student here sir.
Saitou: Well make sure you learn to put that uniform on faster next time, I will not tolerate any tardiness in my class. Now, I want everyone to pair up with someone close to his or her size and await my further instructions.
Summer walked back to her line, ignoring the sniggers and looks she received from the other kids who couldn't believe she couldn't get her gi on right. She was also the only student without a partner in the end because none of the other kids wanted to have to work with such a novice.
Saitou: Please tell me you have at least some inkling as to what you are supposed to do.
Summer: What if I don't?
Saitou: (sighing with irritation) Kami-sama help me!
Summer: Who?
Saitou: Oh just forget it, now come here, I'm going to teach you the basics, and I want you after school here every Friday for extra practice.
Summer: For how long? Saitou: For however long it takes you to catch up to the other kids! I suggest you also seek help from Kaoru, she teaches this stuff.
Summer: Then why can't I pair with her!?!
Saitou: (speaking through clenched teeth as he finally beg to loose patience) Because she's with Aoshi!
Summer: Oh! Ok then! I learn fast, so I'm sure that I'll get better quickly!
Saitou: (whispering to himself) Kami-sama what did I do to deserve this?
By the end of that class both Saitou and Summer were equally frustrated and bruised from each other's teachings and miss swings. Summer could barely hold up the bokan, which everyone thought odd because they really were quite light, and Summer was rather strong for a girl. She left in a foul mood, but was filled with determination to overcome this new obstacle. Her spirits were somewhat lifted though as she entered her art class. That day they were free to work as they pleased, and Summer unleashed all of her emotions into her artwork. She favored oil paints and canvas as her medium and so she worked and worked, creating fiery dragons, fierce phoenixes, drooping willows, and lifelike animals. Nature was her specialty, and anything a part of it she could draw with surprising accuracy and authenticity. The teacher was impressed with her creations, and praised each one. She was only one of about 12 students in the class, so the others grew jealous easily, that some foreign girl could just waltz in one day and steal the teacher's comments away from them when they had worked, some of them, for three years to gain it.
Teacher: Summer, how do you paint like that?
Summer: I pour all my heart into my works, they are my blood, sweat, and tears, and only when painted with passion can they be made to look as though they were alive!
Teacher: No, I mean, where do you get your inspiration?
Summer: From people, I paint people's personalities in the form of animals and other natural forms.
As the day came to a close Summer rejoined her friends outside and told them all about her day. They were soon interrupted though when Summer's three younger siblings ran straight into her, ready for home.
Summer: Oh no! Here come the ankle biters!
Yahiko: We are not, we aren't that short!?!
Summer: I don't know, you're pretty close! They all made their way to their cars, but stopped dead in their tracks when they saw Summer's. Someone had taken white spray paint and written all along the sides of the car, "Down With the Westerner!" The harsh reality of how many of the students viewed her had finally sunk in. This was not going to be any easy year, for her or her offending classmates, Summer would see to that!
OMG! I am SOOOOOOO SORRY that it's been forever since I updated any of my fics! I've been SOOO BUSY! And whoever flamed my fic, WATCH OUT! The Adrenalin is flowing and you had better prepare yourself for a rude awakening if I should ever get my hands on you! What kind of COWARD doesn't even leave their pen name behind so we can talk this over like mature people? I feel like a cobra that's just been poked, quite harshly, in the face with a burning stick, and I'm ready to strike with as much malice and venom as I can possibly muster!!! You have been warned, the Shockwave is coming!