Part 6

Schooling 3:

Lunch

"Alright lead the way." They walked of together towards the lunchroom. They arrive at the lunch line, both of them with sad expressions on their face as they looked at the lunch line, which was sticking out of the cafeteria door. "Is it usually like this?" Motoko nodded a yes.

"So on a lighter note, how many moves have you picked up from that natural ability of yours?"

"Quite a few, not gloating or anything."

"You'll probably get into the Kendo club no problem."

"I've got more sword moves than spear moves, but I haven't really mastered them like I have the spears."

"Well then Kendo club will help you perfect those moves."

"You're acting like I've already joined!" They had reached the part of the lunch line were they picked food out. Motoko finished before Kuzimicu knowing what she wanted. Kuzimicu finished and looked for where she was sitting. Motoko was sitting at a table with other kendo club members and was waving for him to come over. Kuzimicu saw it and began happily walking toward them. "Is that him?" a large brutish figure in a rugby outfit said to someone next to him.

"Yeah, that's the new kid who got here today." The muscled figure stood up from his seat and approached Kuzimicu who was happily walking to Motoko's table. He impeded Kuzimicu's path and looked down at him. He easily stood a foot taller than the blonde, and had a hair do similar to Waka's from FF 10 minus the cool headband. "Hey new kid." Kuzimicu looked up at the figure standing in his way. "Hey, you don't wanna sit any of these tables. They're full of wussies; you wanna join me at the Rugby team table. It's the man table, in fact as the captain of the team I might let ya join if the others like you. So what do you say?" Kuzimicu put his tray in his right hand, leaving the left free.

"No offense to that great European sport but I prefer Kendo and my body is practical built for it." Kuzimicu spoke the soft words.

"You're tell'n me that you'd rather sit over there with a bunch of girls and weaklings?" The Rugby captain motioned to the Kendo table. "In stead of hanging out with us? What are you queer?"

"No, but I don't want to become one of you steroid educed apes. I'm also playing my cards right so I don't end up showing with big ugly guys; instead I get to have some intellectual conversation with some lovely ladies. Now excuse me." The Rugby captain was enrage by Kuzimicu's words and raised his hand to strike him.

"You got three seconds to take what ever you just said back!" Kuzimicu ignored his threat as a crowd began to form around the two. "One..." Kuzimicu's only movement was turning his head to Motoko. "Two..." He put up his hand and his index finger and mouthed: 'on moment please.' "Three!!!" The captain swung his fist but before he could make contact, Kuzimicu caught his fist with his free hand. "I really hate big talkers." Kuzimicu said as the captain strained to push forward with his fist and Kuzimicu had minimal strain. "But I really hate it when they can't back up their claim and right now you're looking like one of those people." Kuzimicu finished and then twisted the captain's arm sideways making him scream out in pain. "Quite." Kuzimicu let go of his arm and a split second later punched him in the stomach, the captain fell to his knees as Kuzimicu walked over to the Kendo table. The crowd that had formed around them was in awe of what Kuzimicu had done. He put his tray down and sat next to Motoko. "Sorry about that."

"I thought I told you to not go and make the wrong enemies!" She shouted at Kuzimicu.

"I don't mean to make an enemy of him, just to move him out of my way." Kuzimicu said as he began eating.

"You are impossible!" Motoko said as she ate. And that's probably what you like about me, full of surprises. Kuzimicu came up from his meal and looked at the others at the table. Most of them were girls and some of them had their Kendo outfits on. One in particular caught Kuzimicu's eye. She had on large round glass and a hair band in her light red hair. She had soft looking white skin. She was across from Kuzimicu eating her bento lunch. She was also wearing her Kendo outfit, Kuzimicu looked closer and he could see a bit of her cleavage that wasn't covered. Isn't that a site, she's beautiful and looks rather intelligent. Maybe I should make conversation to see how smart she is. "Excuse me, I'm Kuzimicu and you might have heard that I'm knew here and am going to join the kendo club." He had her attention. "What rank are you?"

"How about I start with my name, heh-heh, Kuzimicu?" She held her chop sticks in her hand and smiled at him. Smart and beautiful...kind of what I've always wanted in a woman. "My name is Hitomi and I'm the third lowest rank in the Kendo club. Really I'm just in the Kendo club to keep in shape. By the way how does a non-member become such a good friend with the Captain of the Kendo club?"

"Well I'm not sure...ow!" Motoko stabbed him in the side with her chopsticks before he could finish.

"We live together, at Hinta house. I was told to show him around the school." She replied as she began eating again, as did Kuzimicu. "Oh, how nice." She smiled as she brushed some stray hair away from her face. She was about to continue to eat but noticed that her cleavage was showing and covered it up quickly. Kuzimicu didn't notice, he was currently focused on eating his sandwich. He looked up at her and their eyes met. She took off her glasses and set them aside. Motoko looked over to the two, what's with them? Don't tell me they like each other or something. What do I care... A voice inside of Motoko spoke out to her: you care a lot, don't you? She shook her head and paid no more attention to the two. "I don't usually do this...but can I have your number, Kuzimicu ♥?" Kuzimicu nearly choked on part of his sandwich and Motoko looked at her in confusion.

"Why do you want his number!?" She blurted out. "Do you even have a number!?" She looked over to Kuzimicu who was trying to breathe. That was awkward but she did it rather courteously...Beautiful, intelligent, and courteous. The definition of a woman as I was told. "I'm flattered, I assure you, but..."

"But what, Kuzimicu?" Hitomi asked.

"Yeah, but what Kuzimicu?" Motoko stared at him with contempt. Pressured from both sides, a bad situation on the battlefield and life. "I first have to know what you want it for." Motoko's jaw dropped.

"Isn't it obvious!?" Motoko shouted, Kuzimicu nodded 'no,' Hitomi giggled. "She wants to start a relationship with you." Kuzimicu looked over to Hitomi. He's rather strange, but cute for a freshmen. Hitomi thought as she giggled.

"Is this true?" She blushed and remained quiet for a bit. "Well if you're not going to answer me or before you do I have to tell you that I have no idea what my own phone number is!" Hitomi cocked an eyebrow and stared at Kuzimicu for awhile. A sweat drop rolled down Motoko's side.

"Motoko, you live with him..." diiing The lunch bell rang and Motoko left before she had to answer any of Hitomi's questions. Hitomi left the table and winked at Kuzimicu. Kuzimicu was then left alone at the lunch table. Where did Motoko go? I can't just go class to class looking for her. I'll just go back to mister Mikawa, he'll tell me what to do. Kuzimicu went through with his plan, Mr. Mikawa told him that he could have free period to walk around the campus and 'discover the campus.' Kuzimicu decided to look for where the Kendo club might meet at the end of the day.

Next Chapter/part: Part 7 Extracurricular activity.