Back To School

Author's Note: Okay I know it's been for freaking ever since I updated but I've been lazy as hell. It not like I don't want to it's just that ...well...you know...lazy as hell should explain for itself. Well I hope you like this next chapter. It's off to school for poor Amon. Thanks for all of your reviews. And I don't own any of the freaking characters.

Chapter Three: First Day of Hell

It was 7:28 as Amon pulled up into an average driveway in an average neighborhood. The house was a typical Japanese style house with nothing extraordinary about it. One would never guess that the world's most dangerous craft user resided here.

Amon was really starting to regret all the alcohol that he drank the previous night. All that alcohol combined with lack of sleep really did a number on him. His head was pounding and waves of nausea made it almost impossible to focus on driving let alone put up with all the crap that was headed his way. Overall, Amon was really pissed.

He didn't bother to knock on the door or anything. He just sat in his black Audi waiting. "Maybe if I do nothing, she won't come out. And if she's as 'special' as Zaizen says she is, then she should already know I'm here. Who am I kidding? I'm not that lucky."

As soon as he thought this, the front door of the average house opened and from it emerged the young craft user in her usual plain attire. "You think having all that power would make her less plain looking," Amon thought as she slid into the passenger seat. No hello was exchanged between the two. The only sound to be heard was the low purring of the engine. Every now and then Amon glanced over to see if she was planning on blasting him with her craft again. To his surprise she didn't have a revengeful look but she still did look pissed from yesterday.

"Aren't you supposed to wear a uniform?" he inquired. "No. It's a westernized school. They don't make you wear one." "A westernized school?" he thought. "That's different."

Silence quickly engulfed the car as it made its way through early morning traffic to the "school from hell" as Amon put it. At about 7:43, the sleek car pulled into a small parking lot. "Well this is it," Amon thought to himself. "The moment that I've been dreading. How could it have come to this?" With much reluctance, Amon pulled himself out of the car and grabbed a black leather bag containing his laptop out of the trunk. The ground felt like it was shaking due to his hangover which made walking all the worse.

As the two approached the entrance, people stopped what they were doing and starred at the very ominous, tall, dark man that was obviously following a fellow classmate. They just continued on as if nothing was happening. It wasn't until Amon could feel thousands of eyes on the back of him that he turned around and gave each and every student a signature death stare. Only then did they turn back to what they were doing. "Man I hope he's not the new teacher I've heard about," was one boy's smart remark to a group of friends. "I wish, then I could beat some sense into you," Amon thought.

Elizabeth on the other hand didn't seem to care. She just continued on. Deep down she had an iron will that would allow nothing to stop her from what she was doing. Of coarse having powers did give you an extra boost of confidence.

Once inside the building, Amon realized that there were far more students at this school then first thought. Although there were many more students inside then out, most of them were too busy trying to get to class on time to take note of the ominous hunter. Only a few students gave out glares but they quickly backed down after Amon shot them with a piercing gaze.

They were almost free of the mass crowd when a short slightly balding man approached them. "You must be Miss Elizabeth's medical escort," the man said trying to sound important. "I have a few details to go over with you so it you will meet me around noon in my office, that would be great." And with that he left.

"Who was that and what does he mean by medical escort?" Amon asked. "That's Mr. Ozawa the principal of this school. He thinks he's more important than he is but he's just a pompous idiot. And medical escort is just a cover. Obviously we couldn't tell him that I'm a craft user with hordes of witches trying to get me so the STN told him that I had a serious disease and I need a medical escort by me incase I have a life threatening episode," Elizabeth said. "Well then that makes my job easier then. At least I don't have to explain to him but he does want me to meet with him. That's just great. He reminds me of Kosaka," he said irritated.

The atmosphere was making Amon feel sick. Of coarse his hangover didn't help. Everywhere there were people that just kept staring. It's like they've never seen a hunter in their life. Little did they know that this person actually saves their lives everyday by getting dangerous witches off the streets. And how do they repay him? By giving him the crappy welcome wagon and starring like there was no tomorrow.

"Are you all right? You look more pale then usual," his young partner asked. All she got was a grunt in response.

The crowd was thickening as they made their way down a crowded hallway. There were so many teenagers that it was almost impossible to move. Amon looked ahead of him to find that Elizabeth was far ahead dodging traffic with ease. "How the hell does she do that?" Amon wondered. Amon was starting to get impatient of getting nowhere so he plunged full force into the crowd all while frightened kids made way for fear that they would killed if they didn't.

When he finally caught up with Elizabeth, she was standing in front of a locker trying to get it open. When she finally did, she was pushed aside by Amon who carefully searched the whole locker for any traps.

"Hey what was that for?" she almost yelled. "Just checking to see if anybody planted anything in here," was Amon's cold response. "Whatever."

With a quick exchange of books they were off to her first class. They once again had to plow through the crowded hallway and off coarse Amon chose the much easier, much more rude way of getting through.

The first classroom was obviously a math class with all the math posters on the wall. There were about 10 students already in there with no teacher in sight. Quickly they both headed to the back and took a seat trying to avoid all confrontation. There were a few stares and slight whispers to one another as the students wondered who the scary guy was.

Amon chose not to listen and quickly took out his laptop to try to escape from his living hell. "So you're just going to try to block out the rest of the world by using your laptop?" Elizabeth asked. "Yes and if you have a problem with that then tough. There's no way I'm going to join in so whoever your teacher is better stay out of my business or they're getting pumped full of orbo." Amon meant every word that he said. At this point, he was way past hostile. Elizabeth on the other hand totally believed him and started laughing. "What's so funny?" Amon asked irritably. "Nothing it's just that I can so imagine you doing that." She stopped laughing though when the thought dawned on her. "Wait! You mean to tell me you brought your orbo gun here?" she frantically asked. "Yes. What of it?" "Just keep it hidden okay. If anybody sees it the cover is blown and we're screwed."

It was true. She did have a point. They would have to tread carefully in order to keep up the charade. Hopefully there would be no attacks while she was at school and they wouldn't be forced to let out their secret.

Without warning a group of students approached them. "Hey Elizabeth who's the new friend?" one of them said. Amon looked up to see two boys and one girl approach them. "Ugh what now?" Amon thought. "Oh hey," Elizabeth said, her face lighting up in recognition. "Amon these are a few of my friends." Elizabeth pointed to a tall boy. "That's Mao." She then pointed to the other boy and said, "This is Satsume." And lastly she motioned toward the girl and said her name was Kotaru. They all said hi to the dark hunter and then started to chitchat with Elizabeth.

"Well at least they're leaving me alone," he thought. Amon occasionally glanced at the group and noticed that Mao kept giving him a goofy grin. He was obviously going to give him some trouble in the future.

Meanwhile the class was starting to fill. Only a few kids dared to look towards Amon. Some of the boys kept giving him weird looks. They were obviously the class clowns and were planning out ways to push Amon's buttons to see what he would do. "So have we annoyed you yet Amon?" Elizabeth asked with a smile. "Believe me, annoyed doesn't even cover what I'm feeling. As for your friends, that Mao kid looks like an idiot. Just keep him away from me," Amon replied. "Hey!" she said in defense but she was cut off when her teacher entered room. The teacher was a woman in her early thirties. She quickly glanced at Amon and understood his presence for she had already been informed.

The class started and Amon took refuge in his laptop. He spent most of the class talking with Michael and getting the latest information. So far there were no threats and everything looked stable. Michael on the other hand was curious as to how Amon was holding up but Amon was very vague in details. Living them was bad enough. He didn't need to retell them. Every once in a while he glanced over at Elizabeth. He spotted the math problems that she was doing and realized that he didn't learn that level of math until he was much older then her. "This must be the advanced class," he thought a little impressed.

The first class was uneventful. As they left, Amon felt someone touch his back and he turned around and to find Mao running away for his life but Amon's reflexes were to good. Amon grabbed the boy by the collar with one hand and reached to his back with another. Amon held the squirming boy while he read the sign that was taped to his back. It said "kick me, I'm a jackass" in bold letters. Amon slowly turned his head to the now terrified Mao. "Boy you are really testing my patience. If you ever do this to me again, I will kill you and make it look like an accident. Believe me, I have no problem going back to prison," Amon said through gritted teeth.

True he had never been to prison but he added that part just to scare him shitless. To finish of the threat, Amon gave Mao an especially reserved glare that could freeze over hell. Finally he let the boy go but not before taping the sign to Mao's back without Mao noticing.

Elizabeth turned around just in time to see Mao running away from Amon. "What was that all about?" she demanded. "Nothing. Just giving him a little talk. Where to next?"

"To hell."

"Aren't we already in hell?"

"Very funny. I said that because my next teacher is a total bitch."

"Ugh great that's just what I need. I teacher with an attitude." By now Amon was rubbing his temples. The day was about to get worse and there was no booze in site.

The next class was clearly a science class because there were no desks but instead there were lab tables and stools. The two took a seat in the back as usual.

Amon noticed something about this class. It wasn't too noisy. In fact, one could almost call it a dead silence. Amon's thought was rudely interrupted when a very old, mean, and fat women walked in the room. "Be quiet!" she yelled. Her yell was loud enough to wake the dead. "But the room was already quiet," Amon thought.

"Now if you will pay attention to me for once you might actually learn something. Everyday I come in here and it's always so noisy. If you shut up for once you stupid kids might actually learn something. Now I was going over your tests and was appalled when I saw the scores. Don't you stupid kids listen to a word I say?" the teacher yelled in a very annoying voice. This did nothing to help his headache.

The teacher wobbled her way over to the blackboard and wrote down an assignment and announced, "If this assignment is not on my desk in 10 minutes you will fail this class. And I will set my timer to be sure. She gave them all a stare with her beady eyes and screamed, "Now get to work!"

There was a frantic shuffling as all the students tried to get the work done and get a decent grade.

"Wow this teacher really is a bitch," Amon thought.

Meanwhile the teacher was not satisfied when nobody handed in the work within the first few minutes even though they had plenty of more time. "Well sense you all seem to be too stupid to hand in such an easy assignment in the first minute, I'll just add more work for you to do. And remember it's all due in that 10 minute span," she practically wailed.

Elizabeth on the other hand was struggling to get the original assignment done. There were already 50 text questions that had to be done now she had another 50 and none of them were multiple choice. They all had to be answered in complete sentences too. Needless to say to do this in 10 minutes was impossible.

Time was running out so Elizabeth scrambled to right down anything and turn in what she had. But before she set down the paper, the teacher's annoying timer that was on her desk rang while Elizabeth set it down in a hurry.

"Miss Elizabeth what do you think you are doing," the teacher screeched. "I said hand it in before the time was up and you failed to do so. YOU FAIL."

"But I was just about to set it down. It's not my fault there were so many questions. And I did my best."

The teacher's face was starting to turn red. "How dare you say that you stupid brat? You are stupid so that's why you weren't able to finish it. Anybody could do it." "Then let's see you do it. This is clearly harassment," Elizabeth yelled back.

"I don't need to do it. I'm the teacher."

This was seriously turning into a big argument but who could blame Elizabeth. She couldn't stand putting up with this verbal abuse everyday.

At this point Amon stood up and was about get Elizabeth to back down when the teacher spotted Amon. "Oh and this must be your 'Medical Escort' that you 'claim' to need. I personally think that you're a lying little bastard that just wants attention. If you are sick then what's wrong with you?" She was now poking Elizabeth in the chest with a fat finger. "See nothing's wrong with you. I knew it was a bunch of lies. That's all you ever do is lie. You know right from the start I can see that you were a little whore that would amount to nothing. You just complain all the time. Well I'm sorry to tell you but you can't hide behind an 'illness' all your life. That's no excuse for you being a dumb ass who can't answer simple questions."

Amon was now livid. It was one thing to have an attitude but she was now way out of line. It was now his turn to say something. "Excuse me but this is uncalled for. How dare you insult your students that way especially one that's been trough more then you would ever imagine? I think the problem here is not the students but it's actually the teacher. Now if you would stop being so abusive and cynical all the time then maybe they would actually learn something." All the while the students were in aw of Amon for actually telling her off. Amon also gave her one of his special glares that could freeze over a million hells and he wasn't done yet.

"And maybe if you stopped stuffing your pie whole all the time and clean out your ears you might notice that you are the worst teacher that I have ever seen. So until you learn how to teach properly or until you figure out that you look more like a cow then a person, well you can go to hell. In other words, STEP OFF BITCH!!

The teacher was stunned that someone would actually talk to her that way. But the person that was even more surprised was Elizabeth. "Did he just stand up for me?" she thought. Meanwhile all the other students in the room were cheering Amon on while the teacher ran out yelling, "I'll be telling Mr. Ozawa about this. We'll see how long that tramp stays in this school."

Elizabeth stood there staring at Amon with her mouth open. "Thanks. It's about time someone did that." Amon couldn't believe it himself but she was asking for it.

There celebration was short lived however when a very angry Mr. Ozawa said over the loud speaker, "Will Mr. Amon please report to my office immediately!!"