Disclaimer- Once again, I do not own anything or anyone from "Dead or
Alive". But I do own the characters I made up. So there!
Chapter 3:
As soon as she arrived on campus, Ayane remembered why she didn't like to come to school... Because it was filled with idiots... tons of stupid, babbling, female students. There were no guys, it was an all girl school.
Ayane mumbled profanities under her breath as she pushed her way though the busy hallway. A group of friends, who were strolling slowly infront of Ayane, chatted about what they had done at the mall the other day. If only she could throw the slow walking idiots out of her way... but that would mean trouble, and Ayane didn't feel like listening to one of the teachers babble about how a student should act.
Class wasn't any better. In fact, it was worse! Of all the days she had to come to school, she had to come when she had Mr. Jones. A fat, bald pervert that taught her math class.
"It's nice to see you've joined us today, Ms. Ayane. I take it you have a good excuse for missing serveral of my classes?" He said, clearly looking her over while waiting for her answer. Ayane gave him an annoyed look, wondering how hard she'd have to hit him for the window behind him to break.
" I just thought I'd take a little vacation. This class stresses me out... " Ayane slammed her books onto her desk and took her seat. The fat man had made some remark but she just tuned him out. He wasn't worth listening to.
"Pssst, Ayane!" Seating beside her was Mako, a girl that Ayane actually considered to be an O.K. person. " I took extra notes for you while you were gone." she said, handing Ayane a stack of papers. Mako had to be one of the smartest girls in the school.
"Thanks. Anything new happen while I was gone?" Ayane shoved the notes into her bag.
"Do you remember Chizu?"
"The girl with the curly hair in our gym class?"
"Yeah, well, she was taken out of school two days ago. Word is, she was skipping school with a boy!" Mako giggled at the thought. Ayane shrugged.
"That's what happens when you go to an all girls school for so long. Good thing this is my first year here or else I'd go nuts." Mako looked at Ayane with an interested look.
"Oh? So is there a guy you like? Is that why you miss so much school?" Ayane glared at Mako.
"No."
"Awww! Come on! You can tell me! Oh! I got it!" Ayane raised an eyebrow, wondering what Mako could be thinking. " It's a guy from your old school, isn't it? Someone you had to give up because you moved here. Oh Ayane! That's so sad!" Ayane shook her head. This girl needed to get out more. " I bet every week you take a couple of days off just so you can meet with him! You both go to a secret meeting place and... "
"What are you talking about?! Quit making things up about me in your head!" Ayane yelled. The class had suddenly gotten quiet and everyone was looking at her. Mr. Jones was annoyed.
"Are you done, Ms. Ayane?" He said. His face was red, possible from the anger of interrupted. It made him look like a roasted pig fresh from the oven.
"I don't know," God she was sick of him, "Mako, do we have anything else to talk about?" Ayane retorted. Mako gave a shy little "No." and Mr. Jones continued his lesson. Ayane had felt bad about putting the young girl in the spotlight like that, but she'd apologize later. Mr. Jones wasn't teaching anything new, so Ayane figured she'd just put her head on her desk and try to sleep.
But one thought nagged her. Did she have someone she liked? At once, Hayate came to mind. She had adored her older half-brother. He was so strong and powerful. When they were kids, he would always stand up for her, even when all of his friends got mad at him for it.
Hayate wasn't the only one, Hayabuse also stood up for her. She never understood why though... Probally because she was Hayate's little sister. Yeah. Everyone knew how close Hayate and Hayabusa were. But Kasumi, on the other hand... she...
The bell declairing class had ended rang clearly in Ayanes ears. She got all her stuff together and waited for Mako, who she told she was sorry.
~~~*~~~
Ayane got her shopping done just as the sun was begining to set. Her shopping bag swung to and fro from her arm. The super market had been hell. It was as busy as a hive of angry bees. One guy had even tried to take a carton of milk from her basket! But, with a swift kick to the shin, he would think twice before he tried that again.
One by one the street lights came on. Highlighting the dark streets with their glow. Ayane was a block away from her apartment now, all she had to do was turn down this ally and ...
"Hey there, girlie." A raspy voice called to her. From the shadows stepped a tall, lanky guy with greasy, shaggy hair that went to his shoulders. His clothes were dirty, probally from sitting in the ally. "Ya got any spare change?"
"Sorry, I just spent all my money at the market. Ayane tried to step past him but he blocked her way.
"That's o.k.," From behind her Ayane could hear two other guys step into the ally, "How 'bout you come an' keep me an' the boys company?" The two behind her began to laugh. The lanky one grabbed her wrist, "How 'bout it?"
Ayane sat her shopping bag down. This jerk had picked the wrong day to tick her off. Ayane spun around to pull her arm free and landed a kick to the mans side in the process. He gave a yelp and fell to his knees, holding his side in pain.
"You poor basturd... You had to catch me on a bad day..." With another kick, This time to his head, the man fell to the ground.
The two behind her cursed and one of them rushed her. This one was shorter then the first guy, but a little taller then Ayane. He trew a couple punches, all of which she easliy dodged, stepped behind him, and ran her elbow into the back of his head.
Now there was only one guy left. Ayane glared at him waiting for him to make his move. But this one seemed to be the smarter of the three. He turned and ran away.
Ayane laughed to herself and walked back to pick up her bag. If only they had been smart enough to leave her alone. On her way out of the ally she kicked the first guy just for the hell of it. Poor fools, they had no idea how much she could've hurt them.
~~~*~~~
When Ayane got home she began putting away her groceries. A carton of milk, dozen eggs, orange juice, wheat bread, jam, rice, sugar, and most importantly, coffee. WIth everything put away Ayane changed into a pair of shorts with a large T-shirt, and layed down on the sofa.
She sighed. First she had lost track of Kasumi, then she had to deal with Mr. Jones, the super market had been hell, and on the way home three idiots tried to rob her. Now all she needed was for her power to go out and she'd have a perfect evening to match her day!
A soft breeze from across the room caressed Ayanes face. She sat up and looked at her balcony doors, which were open. ( Crap... did I leave these open the whole day? ) She got up and walked across the room to the doors and latched them. That was a stupid mistake. Someone could have broken in and stolen from her. Though, she thought as she looked around, they wouldn't find anything worth stealing.
Note from Nashi~ Wa-hoo! Chapter three! I just updated last night and now I can update again! ( I actually wrote this chapter in school today, so pardon if it seems rushed.) More Hayabusa in the next chapter! See ya!
Chapter 3:
As soon as she arrived on campus, Ayane remembered why she didn't like to come to school... Because it was filled with idiots... tons of stupid, babbling, female students. There were no guys, it was an all girl school.
Ayane mumbled profanities under her breath as she pushed her way though the busy hallway. A group of friends, who were strolling slowly infront of Ayane, chatted about what they had done at the mall the other day. If only she could throw the slow walking idiots out of her way... but that would mean trouble, and Ayane didn't feel like listening to one of the teachers babble about how a student should act.
Class wasn't any better. In fact, it was worse! Of all the days she had to come to school, she had to come when she had Mr. Jones. A fat, bald pervert that taught her math class.
"It's nice to see you've joined us today, Ms. Ayane. I take it you have a good excuse for missing serveral of my classes?" He said, clearly looking her over while waiting for her answer. Ayane gave him an annoyed look, wondering how hard she'd have to hit him for the window behind him to break.
" I just thought I'd take a little vacation. This class stresses me out... " Ayane slammed her books onto her desk and took her seat. The fat man had made some remark but she just tuned him out. He wasn't worth listening to.
"Pssst, Ayane!" Seating beside her was Mako, a girl that Ayane actually considered to be an O.K. person. " I took extra notes for you while you were gone." she said, handing Ayane a stack of papers. Mako had to be one of the smartest girls in the school.
"Thanks. Anything new happen while I was gone?" Ayane shoved the notes into her bag.
"Do you remember Chizu?"
"The girl with the curly hair in our gym class?"
"Yeah, well, she was taken out of school two days ago. Word is, she was skipping school with a boy!" Mako giggled at the thought. Ayane shrugged.
"That's what happens when you go to an all girls school for so long. Good thing this is my first year here or else I'd go nuts." Mako looked at Ayane with an interested look.
"Oh? So is there a guy you like? Is that why you miss so much school?" Ayane glared at Mako.
"No."
"Awww! Come on! You can tell me! Oh! I got it!" Ayane raised an eyebrow, wondering what Mako could be thinking. " It's a guy from your old school, isn't it? Someone you had to give up because you moved here. Oh Ayane! That's so sad!" Ayane shook her head. This girl needed to get out more. " I bet every week you take a couple of days off just so you can meet with him! You both go to a secret meeting place and... "
"What are you talking about?! Quit making things up about me in your head!" Ayane yelled. The class had suddenly gotten quiet and everyone was looking at her. Mr. Jones was annoyed.
"Are you done, Ms. Ayane?" He said. His face was red, possible from the anger of interrupted. It made him look like a roasted pig fresh from the oven.
"I don't know," God she was sick of him, "Mako, do we have anything else to talk about?" Ayane retorted. Mako gave a shy little "No." and Mr. Jones continued his lesson. Ayane had felt bad about putting the young girl in the spotlight like that, but she'd apologize later. Mr. Jones wasn't teaching anything new, so Ayane figured she'd just put her head on her desk and try to sleep.
But one thought nagged her. Did she have someone she liked? At once, Hayate came to mind. She had adored her older half-brother. He was so strong and powerful. When they were kids, he would always stand up for her, even when all of his friends got mad at him for it.
Hayate wasn't the only one, Hayabuse also stood up for her. She never understood why though... Probally because she was Hayate's little sister. Yeah. Everyone knew how close Hayate and Hayabusa were. But Kasumi, on the other hand... she...
The bell declairing class had ended rang clearly in Ayanes ears. She got all her stuff together and waited for Mako, who she told she was sorry.
~~~*~~~
Ayane got her shopping done just as the sun was begining to set. Her shopping bag swung to and fro from her arm. The super market had been hell. It was as busy as a hive of angry bees. One guy had even tried to take a carton of milk from her basket! But, with a swift kick to the shin, he would think twice before he tried that again.
One by one the street lights came on. Highlighting the dark streets with their glow. Ayane was a block away from her apartment now, all she had to do was turn down this ally and ...
"Hey there, girlie." A raspy voice called to her. From the shadows stepped a tall, lanky guy with greasy, shaggy hair that went to his shoulders. His clothes were dirty, probally from sitting in the ally. "Ya got any spare change?"
"Sorry, I just spent all my money at the market. Ayane tried to step past him but he blocked her way.
"That's o.k.," From behind her Ayane could hear two other guys step into the ally, "How 'bout you come an' keep me an' the boys company?" The two behind her began to laugh. The lanky one grabbed her wrist, "How 'bout it?"
Ayane sat her shopping bag down. This jerk had picked the wrong day to tick her off. Ayane spun around to pull her arm free and landed a kick to the mans side in the process. He gave a yelp and fell to his knees, holding his side in pain.
"You poor basturd... You had to catch me on a bad day..." With another kick, This time to his head, the man fell to the ground.
The two behind her cursed and one of them rushed her. This one was shorter then the first guy, but a little taller then Ayane. He trew a couple punches, all of which she easliy dodged, stepped behind him, and ran her elbow into the back of his head.
Now there was only one guy left. Ayane glared at him waiting for him to make his move. But this one seemed to be the smarter of the three. He turned and ran away.
Ayane laughed to herself and walked back to pick up her bag. If only they had been smart enough to leave her alone. On her way out of the ally she kicked the first guy just for the hell of it. Poor fools, they had no idea how much she could've hurt them.
~~~*~~~
When Ayane got home she began putting away her groceries. A carton of milk, dozen eggs, orange juice, wheat bread, jam, rice, sugar, and most importantly, coffee. WIth everything put away Ayane changed into a pair of shorts with a large T-shirt, and layed down on the sofa.
She sighed. First she had lost track of Kasumi, then she had to deal with Mr. Jones, the super market had been hell, and on the way home three idiots tried to rob her. Now all she needed was for her power to go out and she'd have a perfect evening to match her day!
A soft breeze from across the room caressed Ayanes face. She sat up and looked at her balcony doors, which were open. ( Crap... did I leave these open the whole day? ) She got up and walked across the room to the doors and latched them. That was a stupid mistake. Someone could have broken in and stolen from her. Though, she thought as she looked around, they wouldn't find anything worth stealing.
Note from Nashi~ Wa-hoo! Chapter three! I just updated last night and now I can update again! ( I actually wrote this chapter in school today, so pardon if it seems rushed.) More Hayabusa in the next chapter! See ya!