"This means they're talking in English, since they normally talk in Japanese."
Note: The Racist can lick my balls. With that said, I'm sorry that the update date got pushed back. I'm open to suggestions for after Kuzimicu's first day of school...Hanku, help!
Part 5
Schooling part 2:
GYM and Biology
"We?" Motoko looked at him questionativly while still blushing.
"Yes, I have to go to the same classes as you." He said looking back at her with the same expression.
"GYM," she responded.
-Flashback-
A tall man, with black hair in a kendo outfit stands above a seven year old Kuzimicu with a bamboo stick in hand. "How many is that, Kuzimicu?" Kuzimicu pushes himself up from a diamond push-up. "159, sir." Kuzimicu goes down for another while the man circles him.
"You want to know something Kuzimicu?"
"163, yes sir," He goes down again.
"You are quiet the young man and are becoming more so before my very eyes." He hits him on the leg. "It was limping. Even though you make slight errors I'd have to admit to anyone who asked me: 'is he a good student?'" Kuzimicu got up from a push-up and looked up at the man. "He is beyond the definition of excellence, he makes me proud like a father on a routine bases." Kuzimicu had a smile of pride. "This is of course for his age, and as he ages I will in turn expect more of him, but..." Kuzimicu came up from another push up. "I strongly believe that he will continue to impress me through and through. And maybe become better than me at half my age!" Kuzimicu smile and came up again.
"176, thank you sir."
"There you go again." The man laughed, "you can stop now, go and get a stick and we'll start of where we left off from yesterday." Kuzimicu jumped up and head to a rack of kendo sticks.
-End flashback-
"Are you listening to me?" Kuzimicu shook his head and started to pay attention. "First go to the locker room..." Locker room...? "Then go to the teachers and ask for a loner..." A loner...? "They'll give you a P.E. outfit..." P.E. outfit!? "They head out and go to the GYM and wait for further instructions from me or the teacher..." This is all quiet confusing.
"Yes, I understand Motoko." Kuzimicu said as they entered the GYM. Kuzimicu tried his best to follow Motoko's instructions. He went to the teacher's GYM office; he was met by an old Japanese man with black reseeding hair. He wore a jump suit with the school's colors. "Excuse me sir, may I have a loner?"
"Yeah sure kid, just give me your bag and you can have one." He rolled in his chair to where the loners were hung up.
"Why do you require my bag?" Kuzimicu asked as he took the loners. "It's like a trade, and after P.E. we trade back." Kuzimicu made an expression of 'oh!' And handed his bag to the teacher and headed out of the office. Crap! I can't just change my cloths here...I gotta wait for everyone else to leave. Annoying... So Kuzimicu waited around, as everyone else got dressed. The other students stared at him while he waited with loners in hand. This is embarrassing but necessary, sigh. As soon as a row was clear Kuzimicu dashed to it and changed into the loners. In the bright light of the locker room the scars on Kuzimicu's back were more visible. They seemed to have been deep gashes and had healed in an ugly brown color. Damn! I have to hurry! He changed quickly and tossed his uniform into a locker and head to the GYM. When he arrived at the GYM he first saw a collection of other male students and walkover to them. I'll just act like part of the crowd. Just as he finished the group turned to him. "Who are you?" one of them asked.
"I'm a new student here."
"You just got here!?" The one he talked to shouted in surprise, Kuzimicu nodded 'yes.'
"Your P.E. teacher is gonna be really hard on you!"
"Like how?" Kuzimicu asked with his head cocked to the side.
"Like a hundred push-ups and a mile!"
"What kind of push-ups?" He asked the other student, head still cocked.
"Uh...two arm push ups and a mile run!"
"Easy!!!" He shouted with glee. Found you, you stupid freshmen! Motoko walked over to him and knocked him on the back of his head.
"You are hard to find." Kuzimicu turned around to face Motoko and saw the female P.E. out fit. "Motoko! WHAT ARE YOU WEARING!?" He turned back around with his nose bleeding slightly.
"What are you talking about?" She asked, she was wearing the women's P.E. uniform, which was short shorts, and a short sleeve shirt all in the schools colors. "Hello, Kuzi? Our class is over there, let's go!" Motoko began to drag the bloody nose Kuzimicu. They arrived at their P.E. class as the teacher had arrived, Kuzimicu saw that he was the same guy from the office.
"Alright you all know the drill, push-ups!" the class began to do push ups, Kuzimicu included. How can I become better friends with Shinobu? The logical answer would be to ask Mr.Landlord, but Hinta house doesn't seem to follow logic. Maybe I should try and help her more with cooking? No, we had a fight about it the first time. Since this situation does not follow logic maybe I should ask Motoko or Kitsune. One of the older girls would help me, just not Ms.Segawa. She'll steer me in the entirely wrong direction. This seems like just another test, but only I haven't been given directions. Doing a test without knowledge of what to write or what it is asking, at this rate I'm doomed. Kuzimicu got up from another push-up and saw that the rest of the class was staring at him in awe. "We'll, Kuzimicu is it? Seems like you've decided that you've done enough push-ups. In fact you've done so many that you missed the rest of the warm ups." The teacher said with a smile, "except my favorite part." The rest of the class scooted back knowing what was install for them. "20 sprints from one side of the GYM and back to the other. Now get up and get ready." The teacher walked off and one of the students Kuzimicu had been talking to before came up to him and said: "that was amazing! You did 79 push-ups and didn't break a sweat!"
"Thank you, now lets do these sprints." Kuzimicu and his 'group' walked over to where the rest of the classes were forming. They lined up and Motoko was next to him. "Don't show off. These sprints are even a bit tiring for me." He looked toward the other side of the GYM, a couple of meters, give or take.
"I won't, this won't be that hard, for you or me." Kuzimicu looked over to her and gave her the 'Kuzimicu-be-happy-supa-warm-smile!' She smiled back.
"Ready, remember you have to get back here in less than 20 seconds, steady..." The teacher looked at his class eagerly waiting the two letters that would really start physical education. "GO!" Kuzimicu put his hands in the pants pockets and dashed off to the other side of the GYM. All the boys went...gender divided. Kuzimicu had reached the other side and out an index finger to the folded up bleachers, and slid on his shoes to an 180ยบ. He dashed off an again to the other side. "5 seconds...sensei would be proud, hmmm." He reached the other side with a cold expression on his face.
"You said you wouldn't show off!!!" Motoko shook the cold faced Kuzimicu, "and what do you do!?" Kuzimicu turned his head away from Motoko as she lifted him from the ground.
"I...I didn't...Motoko." He began to blush. Motoko stood in amazement.
"What did you say?" Just as she finished her sentence it was the women's turn to sprint. He's got to be lying! He's special in an entirely different way, not really a charity chase like Shinobu. More like a Jack of all trades, no, a better model or something. Motoko thought as she finished her sprint, she turned to look at Kuzimicu who seemed to be in deep thought. "You didn't answer my question."
"I don't like to repeat myself." Kuzimicu turned to look at her still with the cold stare, "don't mean to be rude."
"I see, get going." She said as he dashed off for another sprint.
18 sprints later...
Motoko's class, minus Kuzimicu, headed off to do their activity, while Kuzimicu was left with the P.E. teacher from earlier. "Alright, whatever your name is..." He's rather rude, doesn't even know my name! "You'll be doing an acceptance exam of sorts, too see if you're in a good psychical condition. You have ten minuets to do 100 push-ups, get going..." Kuzimicu got in the ready position. "Now." While he did push-ups, the teacher had pulled out his grading sheet and pen. He began marking what Kuzimicu would guess were the student who didn't reach his expectations on the sprints. Hypocrite, he's in no position to grade people on their physical status or condition. What number was I on? 64? Damn...
Three minuets roughly later...
"I'm done sir," the teacher cocked one eye at him in question. "I am not lying, if that is what you are wondering."
"Alright let's go to the track and you'll do a mile run." They began walking to the track, as they drew closer Kuzimicu could make out Motoko's figure in the center of the track. "Four laps on this, you have to complete it with in 10 minuets. Ready, steady..." The teacher looked down at Kuzimicu, he was in the track sprint stance. He's gonna sprint it? "GO!" Kuzimicu sprinted off; the teacher looked on and saw explosions of sand were Kuzimicu's feet had been. He passed by Motoko and the rest of the class who were doing archery at the time. "Kuzi!? You little show off!!!" Motoko shouted as he passed by. She cocked her arrow and looked at the target. "Hey Motoko! Try and shoot me!" Kuzimicu was coming back around with a smile. Motoko turned the bow in the direction of Kuzimicu. She aimed at his chest and released the arrow, as he was five feet away from her. He bent his body in an arc around the arrow and dodged it. "I didn't know you were good at this!" he shouted as he passed by.
"I didn't know how fast you were." She responded as a teacher came behind her prepared to give her a lecture on why not to shoot at another student. Kuzimicu was coming around again and as he was passing Motoko he tossed her the arrow that she shot at him. He finished his mile and came to join the rest of the class. "Hello again." Kuzimicu said out of breath to her.
"Hey, go grab a bow and some arrows and I'll show you how to shoot." Kuzimicu did as he was told and stood next to Motoko, the other two people who had been sharing the target with Motoko just wandered off to another target. "Let's leave those two alone, huh?" They murmured to each other while they walked off, "don't even crack a joke, Motoko will kill us and I don't know about that other guy." Both Kuzimicu and Motoko cocked their arrows and aimed at the target, Kuzimicu turned his head to Motoko and smile. They released their arrows, Kuzimicu's arrow plotted slightly in the red, Motoko's plotted in the orange. Motoko looked over to Kuzimicu with a but of anger. He picked up the rest of his arrows and started to walk of in the direction of the stands.
"I'm off for a challenge, see ya." He got to the third row of the stands and cocked his arrow. A challenge? He's serious isn't he? More than a jack of all trades all right. Kuzimicu continued pulling his arrow back. I'm gonna make you proud indeed, here it goes! Kuzimicu released his arrow and it soared on a direct coarse. It passed a foot away from Motoko's head; she ducked as the force from it blew her hair. She got up and looked at the target in amazement, the arrow, which for safety had no arrow tip, had gone through the target almost dead center of the red. The teacher approached the target and saw that the arrow was half way through the target. Motoko looked at Kuzimicu as his hair blew in the wind, he readied another arrow. Again!? She wondered, but he pulled it away. So he's done? He went five more rows up and readied his arrow again, with a cold expression on his face. He's either insane or very cocky! He pulled back on the arrow with so much force that he began to sweat. The teacher, who was currently behind the target, began freaking out at the fact that he was going to shoot again and possibly hit them. Motoko stared him dead in the eye, as he pulled back more. "SHOOT!!! YOU IDIOT!" at that he let go of the arrow and it soared again, only this time Motoko looked at it. It passed by her face and blew her hair again, she doesn't seem to realize but she is quiet beautiful. That long onyx hair, and her natural physic, or is it from Kendo? Either way... Kuzimicu thought as the arrow flew. It hit the target and was 1/3 in it and two inches away from the earlier one. "The wind..." The rest of the class stared and examined in awe.
"Is class over yet miss?" Kuzimicu asked as he descended the stands, the teacher check her watch.
"In two minuets actually." The teacher looked up from her watch to see Kuzimicu walking in off. "It's not over yet!" Her word fell to deaf ears.
Kuzimicu is waiting for Motoko outside the girl's locker room. He has his bag back and is getting awkward stares from the girls exiting the locker room. Until one of them comes up to him and asked if he had joined any clubs yet? To which he responded with a 'no,' she then handed him an application to join the fashion club and wandered off giggling. He folded the paper and put it in his bag. Motoko finally came out of the Locker room. "Where to next?" He asked as she finished putting her shoe on.
"Uh, to Biology." She responded as they walked. "Hey I've been meaning to ask you something..."
"Yes?" Yes I like Shinobu, Su just likes me a lot more than I like her.
"How the hell did you copy my move back at Hinta house?" She asked as Kuzimicu looked at her in shock. That's easy to answer! I thought it would be a hard question. "I catch on quick to things and it wasn't like it was the most confusing technique I have ever seen." He responded coolly, ta-da.
"But within minuets if seeing it?" She questioned.
"It was fairly simple compared to other things I've caught on to, I didn't copy it." He responded again coolly.
"Are you that good at kendo or is it something naturally?"
"I'm ok at Kendo, but it is something that comes naturally to me."
"So you're better with a spear?"
"Yeah, but if fate forces me I can cut someone down with a blade. If fate forces me."
"If fate forces you?"
"That is if fate places me in a position in which the chouse of some I care about dying or the person or thing threatening them can die. So in that scenario, I would have to kill or stop the thing threatening."
"I see, well we're here."
-Flashback-
"Alright, today we're going to see how a rabbit operates, are you prepared?" A man in a ninja suit asked a 7 year old Kuzimicu while he hung upside down from a tree branch. "How so, sir?"
"We will capture one and dissect it." He responded.
"For the sake of science, sir?"
"Yes."
"Is it really necessary to kill to understand things?"
"Yes,"
"Why don't we wait for one to die and then examine it, sir?"
"We want a young one, so we can see how it is at its peek physical condition. An old or sick one is are the only ones that we would find dead."
"Do we need to know how something operates that we need to kill it? Why don't we take the old dead one and make as educated guesses to what it wold of been like when it was young, sir?"
"That wouldn't be accurate data and we need accurate data."
"If science and the search for knowledge requires the death of things than the cost is to high, sir."
"EXSACTLY! You have just taken a huge step forward, congratulations." The man came down from the tree branch.
"I'm afraid I don't follow, sir." He approached Kuzimicu.
"You see some people and things have to kill to survive and exist. Those who do not need to kill to exist and yet still kill are fucking retards."
"Sir!"
"Please pardon the language, but it is a good way to describe them. They kill for their own personal glory, because if they discover something about something then they would get the praise for their discovery. That's it for today, use the rest of the day to reflect on your discovery."
-End flashback-
"That is it for today class, enjoy lunch." The teacher waved her students away to lunch. "Come on Kuzi, lunch?" Motoko said waving her hand in his face.
Note: Sorry if Motoko seems a bit out of character, the way I see it is that Kuzimicu is the one changing her. Till next time...
Next Part: Schooling: Lunch...