Chapter 3 Computers Aren't Pretty With Mr.Spira
Hallway, Domino High, Domino, Japan
The bell rung. It was finally time for lunch. Anzu quickly picked up her backpack and easily rushed out of the classroom, hearing her teacher yell out a few words. These words were not easy for Anzu to understand, since she couldn't hear over the crowd of students rushing pass her, out of their room and down the halls. She rushed down the hall, trying to get to her friends' classrooms. When she did get to Jou's class, he didn't come out. She stood quizzically at the side of the door and waiting just another minute. When the last person walked out, it wasn't not Jounouchi. She blinked slowly, the fact she was confused Jou didn't walk out, and peeked into the classroom. She saw the teacher was standing at her desk, with papers in her hand and a grade book in the other. She looked around and briskly walked out the room, passing Anzu, not even noticing her.
Anzu tilted her head in confusion and the simple confused word came out of her mouth, "Huh?" She looked at the teacher, from the back, and shook the curiosity off her mind. She had to focus on getting to the lunchroom. She shook her gripped on her backpack and rushed down the hall, yet again. She ran into someone, a tall boy with sandy blonde hair and lavender eyes. She fell back and he did too. Anzu's backpack fell off her shoulder, that was supporting it, and the same love note she wrote slipped out. She looked, seeing the angered in the bronze-skinned boy and frowned.
"I'm sorry." Anzu apologized picking up her backpack and putting it back on her shoulder. "I was in a hurry, sorry."
The sandy blonde haired student stared at Anzu silently and walked by her, not even apologizing back. This made Anzu look back and question herself secretly.
What's his problem? Anzu thought and stood up, dusting her skirt off and kept walking to her destination.
Lunchroom, Domino High, Domino, Japan
The lunch room was full of noisy students, good and bad, sitting and eating and conversating. Anzu looked all over the room and got online for the lunch they served. She sighed and stepped forward, everytime there was a small gap between the people in front of her. When she finally got a hold of her lunch, she paid the lunch woman and walked back to the same spot where she stood before. She looked around and thought where her friends could be sitting. All she had to look for was a small boy with tri hair color, a tall one with an antenna shaped hair due and a blonde boy. How hard can that be?
The brunette female brushed her hair and sighed. She decided to sit alone and started to look for an empty seat. While she walked, down the isles of tables and heard someone, call her name. They called her name three times, until she turned around. When she did, Yuugi was signaling her to come over to their table. A big smile curled on the girl's lips and she walked up to them, taking a seat, and placing her tray in front of her.
"Hey guys!" Anzu greeted her friends and opened her juice box. "Hey Jou, where were you? You weren't in Mrs.Orlando's class."
"Well," Jou began, "Mrs.Orlando and I got into this fight."
"Awww Jou!" Anzu groaned. "Mrs.Orlando got into a pointless fight, no?"
"Yeh." Jou nodded and sighed. "So I had to go to the office, but...err...I didn't."
"But you're supposing to!"
"Well I didn't, because when I did I met a stupid mimicking man!" Jou growled at the thought of Principal Scwire's awful mocking tone. "He's so annoying!"
Anzu frowned at the thought of a grown man mimicking to students twenty-three or more years younger then he is. Why would a man mimic a child? Anzu thought, still not getting through her head that Principal Scwire was an atrocious man. The same questions drifted through her head, over and repeatedly. She couldn't think of anything else she decided to remain silent and sighed a soft sigh.
She decided it was time for a new subject.
"How's the Game Shop working on Yuugi?" Anzu asked, looking down into the smaller boy's big purple eyes. She smiled, loving the feeling she got staring into his eyes. Every time she did this, it seemed as if all her worries and troubles are over and gone.
"Mmm...Things are all right." Yuugi said taking a sip on cherry juice from his juice box and smiled. It seemed as if they were hanging out with six years-old rather then a sixteen-year-old boy. He would be seventeen, like his other friends excluding Anzu since she was sixteen also and live up to life's problems. He will be seventeen in July on the date the fourth.
Anzu knew this lunch would be dull and silent. The words of names, things, places, and people drifted throughout the lunchroom, and made Anzu sigh even louder. She didn't know what to talk about, what to think, maybe she could be thinking of something or someone.
Domino High, Domino, Japan -- Author's POV
When lunch passed and the lunchroom was spacious and the only thing in there was tables and chairs. This made it look like it was abandoned for such a long period. Clumps of meatballs on the floor, milk spilt across the table and pens rarely on a table. There was mostly ripped paper napkins and food on the floor. The thing is I feel bad for whoever has to clean it.
The thing is about cleaning it's pure Hell to us all. If you are a clean freak then you scare me, because clean freaks will not tolerate dirt anywhere. My father, for example, is a clean freak and claims he is not. When there is a spot on the wall, like ketchup, he gets into a twenty-minute conversation about ketchup and gets mad easily. Then when it's night time and I go to bed, which sucks, he's happy to see me and everything.
It's Ryou Bakura's time to shine, in my little story, yes. Ryou was heading to his computer class, which was dull because his teacher makes conspiracy, making the students understand nothing about computers. The thing was the teacher would say to go on the computer and learn to type a three-paragraph story, beginning, middle and end. When you are nearly finished with the story, the teacher would tell you what to write and everyone starts all over again.
This teacher was way to annoying for words. When the white haired boy finally reached the door, placed his hand over the doorknob, and looked up at the clock that hung over the hallway wall. He noticed he was late for class and he quickly pulled his hand away from the doorknob. He sighed and looked over his shoulder, seeing a human figure walking up the hallway. This figure seemed small, from far away view, and had blonde hair. He wore the school uniform with an opened blue jacket and a black packsack. This boy seemed vaguely familiar and to Ryou's knowledge, this boy was a bully to him. That's right. Jounouchi. Ryou glared at him again and quickly opened the doorknob and rushed into the room, seeing the teacher staring at him and he gave a nervous smile. "Ello Mr.Spira." he said uneasily and looked at everyone who sat behind the computers.
They were right in the middle of explaining how to turn on the computer, which was pointless. Everyone who was in this class for most of the year should know how to turn on the computer. Mr.Spira grinned and waved at Ryou.
"I'm sorry to tell you this but you have detention." Mr.Spira said writing down a slip for detention. "Next time be on time and I won't have to give you this horrible thing." he handed Ryou the slip and before it got to the white haired boy's hand the door opened, revealing Jou at the door. "You too Mr.Katsuya."
"You too what?" Jou questioned Mr.Spira, who just grinned and wrote down another detention slip. "Oh..." he stared at the slip and took it in his hand. "Wonderful." he muttered walking to his seat and sitting down at his seat, which was next to Ryou.
Ryou's only hell period was Computers. The bad thing was this period always seemed to go by slow. Sometimes the period would go quickly, like today for example. Hopefully today. Ryou reluctantly walked to his seat and sat down. He stared at the blank computer screen. He pressed the monitor button and the computer still didn't turn out. He tilts his head to one side and moved the mouse around for a few seconds.
"What the bloody hell..." he muttered to himself. He crossed his arms and then looked at the monitor again. "What's wrong with this contraption?" he poked the computer screen and looked at Jou's computer. His computer wasn't working either and neither was the boy next to them.
Ryou stared at Mr.Spira and shook his head slowly. He knew Mr.Spira has something to do with this. Jou, on the other hand, growled in frustration. Mr.Spira frowned at the three students at the back of the room and shook his head.
"You're not turning on the computer properly." Mr.Spira said and sat on his chair and sighed. He took a bite of his banana he always held in his left hand.
Jou rolled his eyes and grunted. "You banana-eating-man! What did you do?!" he slammed his fist on the table then started to calm down. He looked under the table for just a quick second and sat up straight.
Ryou looked at Jou then to the table then under the table. He had an idea; it was Mr.Spira who disconnected their computers just for the fun of it. "Hmm..." he sat under the table, tugging each wire softly until he pulled one that was not in the out lit. Every other wire seemed to be plugged in but the wire that turned on the computer wasn't. He took the loose wire and plug it in the out lit. When he did this the computer, screens lit up, the logo of the computer appeared on the screen, and Jou along with the other boy sighed in relief when Ryou sat back on his chair.
"Don't worry, it works." Ryou smiled and clicked onto Word Perfect. When he said this frown came across Mr.Spira's face but quickly turned into a smile.
"So Ryou is wise!" Mr.Spira nodded and sighed. "So like I was saying, write a five paragraph story about a girl, or boy, from England and wants to find a home. When you are done tell me and I will get this printed out...That is if it's worth it."
The class groaned and some people exchanged glares, they did not trust Mr.Spira. He loved to trick people and that's not what you're suppose to do for class. They all looked at one another and some people turned around to look at someone. Mr.Spira raised an eyebrow but laughed as if he heard a joke. This made the whole class turn their attention to him and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh you children!" Mr.Spira laughed. "You make me laugh."
None of the students said a word to make anyone laugh, which was a bit often. The class would remain silent until the middle of the period, then there would be a lot of talking. A lot of talking to Mr.Spira, arguing to be specific. A girl, who sat in the front of the room, finally broke the laughter of Mr.Spira with this sentence,
"Are you sure you want us to do that?"
Mr.Spira stopped his fit of laughter and frowned. "Well of course I'm sure, when am I not?"
Now it was the class's turn to laugh. Mr.Spira was left confused and a bit upset. He didn't like when the class laughed at him, even though he laughed at them. Mr.Spira was, all together, was mean and nice. The easier term is, two-faced.
Ryou walked up to the teacher's desk to go to the bathroom and asked him. When Mr.Spira said he could he walk out of the classroom and into the hallway. Actually, he didn't need to go to the bathroom. At all. He just wanted to get away from the teacher's tricks and get away from Jou. He didn't know what the blonde-haired boy would do to him. When he got to the bathroom door, he stared at it for a long moment then felt a hand on his shoulder. He gasped and turned around quickly, seeing it was only a security guard. He let out a small sigh of relief... twice and looked up at the man.
"Where's your ID?" The tall man asked the white-haired boy demandingly instead of the voice of question.
"Here..." Ryou pulled out the ID in his pocket and showed the man. He accepted the ID then walked away. He blinked slowly, watching the man retrieve back to the corner from which he stood. The small laminated card was slipped back into the pocket of his pants and his hand placed back over the door. He pushed the door open and walked into the bathroom. A dark figure stood under a light, but this light was lit. The light bulb had seemed too gone out and the shadowy figure of a tall dark man was under it. It seemed he had been standing there for a few moments, watching the boy who had gone into the bathroom. He held a skinny object in his hand, which seemed to reflect a bright white shine whenever it hit the light. The shine from the object sometime lit up the man's face then darkened again.
From the quick light that passed through his face, it showed that this man looked evil and cruel.
Back at Mr.Spira's Jou had a sudden urge to leave the room. This urge seemed weird and difficult to resist. The brown eyes of the student watched everyone carefully then quickly rushed to Mr.Spira's desk. He asked him too to go to the bathroom, and got a reply that took a while. Mr.Spira ruffled his brown hair then looked up at Jou. He gave a silent signal for yes and Jou was out the room in a split second.
Jou looked around the empty halls and started walking down the hall, where Ryou had been. When he reached the bathroom, something caught the boy's eyes. It was a dark side of the hallway. He thought that someone stood there, and didn't move. When he shook his head quickly, shaking off the disturbing feel he placed his hand on the silver doorknob. The bright shine that came from the shiny object made Jou jump to the dark's attention. He saw nobody and breathed heavily. He shook his head, trying to get the disturbing feel off again but didn't succeed in doing so. He frowned at the dark, his hand slipping away from the doorknob and walked towards the dark.
The curious blonde-haired person stared into the darkness. He couldn't see a thing so he just gave a simple shrug and turned around. Before he could walk away and arm reached out of the dark and pulled the blonde into the shadows. A yelp came from the tough blonde and fell into a open closet. He felt a hand run up his arm and, like a reflex, kicked the leg that was in front of him. A grunt was the reply and squeezed his skinny arm. Jou winced in pain heard a chuckling voice.
"Well what do we have here?" the voice sounded dark and husky. Compare this voice to Jounouchi's, it sounds more deep and scary. "Oh, this must be Jou."
Jou shook his head, he was surprise this person knew him. However, why didn't Jou know him? He clutched on the man's arm and felt a tighter squeeze on his arm. "W-Who are you?!"
"Well you'll find out soon enough." the voice chuckled. "But you can call me Master."
Jou blinked and growled. "What!?" he growled at the man. "Hell n--" before Jou could finish he felt a disturbing sensation. His eyes grew small and then grew wide. His pupils disappeared into the cloudy dark haze over his eyes. The blonde-haired boy remained silent and that dark chuckle came from the man.
"Now little Jou I need you to do me a small favor." he said darkly stroking the blonde hair. "Go to the bathroom where the white-haired is."
Jou nodded loyally, listening to the hypnotizing voice this man possessed.
Back at the boy's bathroom, Ryou stood in front of the one mirror in the bathroom. He sighed, curling the soft white hair entangled in his fingers. He smiled at himself in the mirror, also staring at the circle silhouette under his buttoned jacket. The bathroom door opened and footsteps echoed, as they got closer to him. He sighed and ignored the sounds; he was practically in his own little world now. When the footsteps stopped, right behind the spaced out boy, an arm reached out to his shoulder, yanking him back. His thoughts disappeared a bewilder yelp came from the boy's soft lips.