Catse: Here you go! Chapter number ten. I had one of you asking if I was going to have Haku told off by someone. Well this is sort of like a telling off, but there will be a better one later. Well, with nothing else to say, here you go.

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Disclaimer: See chapter one.....

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Kenya sighed as he stepped over to the office. School was finally over for the day and he was ready to go home. Of course, he had to walk Katai and Seika home too, so he had to pick them up.

When he entered the office, he found them sitting close together at a table, drawing something on a piece of paper and passing it between them as the secretary filed something.

"Yo Kenya! You finally came to bail us out!" Katai exclaimed happily, jumping unto Kenya with a grip that would have choked any man, no matter how strong or resistant to her strength.

"Yeah. Ken and me have been on pins and needles since they brought us here. I hate offices. Gives me the creeps. Who knows how many students they've tortured here." Seika mumbled, giving off a playful shiver as if a ghost had walked past him.

"Whatever." Kenya replied dryly. "Secretary Itaru. They're walking home with me this afternoon."

The secretary being called stepped away from the filing cabinet with a smile and handed him two envelopes.

"I'm glad you're taking them home Kenya. You're dependable. Make sure these letters get to their parents personally." The secretary told him with a smile as he stuffed them in his pockets.

"Yes Mrs. Itaru. I'll make sure they're parents get them." Kenya told her, wondering if he should actually give Seika's letter to his parents.

They were like his parents for the time being, considering he lived with them at the moment. "Goodbye Mrs. Itaru."

"Goodbye Kenya. Have a nice day." Mrs. Itaru called back, as Kenya led the other two out of the school.

They were calmly greeted by Haku, whom was scribbling something down on a palm sized tablet.

"Hey Haku." Kenya acknowledged, stepping around him towards the door.

Haku didn't reply. He merely finished his writing, and then stuffed pen and tablet in his own pocket, following the group as they left the building.

They were all silent a while, until Katai could bare the silence no longer.

"So...You going to give us those letters?" She asked sweetly, trying to suck up to Kenya so her parents wouldn't find out about the incident.

"No." Kenya replied dryly, sticking his hands in his pockets so as to prevent anyone from snatching the documents from his grasps.

"Why should you care Ken? After all, you're father's probably gonna praise you for a good deed done." Seika joked, walking with his hands behind his head comfortably. The long thick mass of hair he had was kept in a pony tail today, incredibly long for a boy of his age.

"It's not my father I'm worried about. It's my mother. She hates it when I have fun. Sometimes I wonder why she's so boring."

Kenya was about to respond to this, but amazingly, Haku said it first.

"You're parents weren't boring before. They only got that way from paying your bills and cleaning your messes. And it's because of parents like your mother, that some of you worthless beings keep living."

Well, Kenya wouldn't have put it so rudely, but it was still the same idea.

Katai puffed up at this, like a bird with pride and marched by him, knocking the eight year old out of her way.

Haku fell to the ground, his glasses falling from his eyes. He sat up on his knees searching for them, as Katai stepped in and picked up his glasses.

"So smarty pants. What yah gonna do now? Can't see two inches before your face and you expect to tell me off!" She told him dryly, stuffing the glasses in her pocket.

"Give them back. I can't see with out them." Haku told her just as coldly.

Kenya watched the two a moment, knowing he had to but in, but strangely he didn't. Haku had something like this coming to him. He only felt sorry that it was Katai who was dealing him the trouble.

"Come on, stand up tough guy. You say I'm worthless and you can't even fight! Come on! Show me what you got!"

Haku stood up shakily, and stretched his hands before his face, searching for his sight.

Katai laughed in an evilish way, stepping away from him everytime her got closer.

"Ken, stop it." Seika told her with a twinge of sympathy. "He may deserve this sort of treatment, but not because he can't see. Give him his glasses back."

"Why should I? You can't stop me. You already saw what I can do." Katai told him in a sort of rage, emotional yet cold at the same time. She was referring to the match at school that day, when Kenya fought with her.

Kenya knew he would have to step in, but again, his feet didn't move. He couldn't budge.

It was like he was imprisoned in ice, and was subjected to only watching but not helping.

"Come on smarty pants! Get your glasses!"

"Please. Give me back my glasses. I can't see." Haku told her, accidentally slipping on the sidewalk and falling onto his chest.

Katai laughed again, walking away from him. "Stand up genius!"

"Katai." She heard the cold voice growl.

Kenya stared at Seika in shock.

He usually called her Ken, or even her name every once in a while, but only with a mocking tone.

This was something different.

This was the voice they heard from when he was a ghost, the serious calm, deadly sounding voice.

It surprised Katai so bad she actually stopped taunting the eight year old and turned to him, looking at him as if he were a different person.

"Give him back his glasses." He demanded, stepping towards her.

Katai stepped back, glaring at him with all she had.

She knew this was becoming serious, but she was far too stubborn to let it go so easily.

"No." She replied after a moment, taking another step back when he stepped closer.

"Give them back!"

"No!"

Seika jumped towards her, and Kenya only just watched as his hand balled up into a fist to hit her, when a wall of vines leapt up from the floor to divide them.

"You're all the same." They heard Haku mumble, as he sat up on his heels.

"What are you talking about? What are we the same as?" Katai inquired, ignoring the fact that a sea of vines seperated her from a very mad thirteen year old kid.

"Everyone." He replied, standing up with wobbly feet. "You're like everyone that ever teased me. You take advantage of me, then you knock me to the ground as if I'm nothing to you and laugh at me. I'm tired of being pushed around."

Kenya stared at Haku with disbelief.

Was...was Haku opening up? They only just met him, and yet he was sort of opening up.

Even from where he stood, he could see the pain in the younger boys eyes.

"Just because I'm smart. Just because I was always ahead, everyone thought I was different. They hated me and out cast me and I hated it, but I got used to it. I thought I got away from it in college, but I guess coming here hasn't proven anything different eh? You all are just a bunch of power hungry bastards."

Haku started walking away, not caring where it was he was going.

He nearly bumped into a lamp post, and then a parked car, but he didn't seem to notice.

It was now, Kenya's feet finally allowed him to move.

And the first thing he did was step up to Katai, and pluck Haku's glasses from her pocket.

"What the hell!? Give those back!" She shouted, reaching for him.

Coldly, almost loathingly, Kenya slapped her hand away.

"Enough is enough Katai." He told her dryly, before walking towards the stumbling boy.

He felt her eyes on his back the entire way.

When he reached Haku, he patted him on the shoulder and stuck the glasses in his hand.

"Haku. You ain't alone. We all went through the same. One time or another. That's why we're together. Remember that...smart guy." He whispered in his ear simply, before walking ahead of them, his hands stuffed in his pockets.

Haku replaced the glasses on his nose, before staring at the departing Kenya.

He took a minute to review what he had been told, and then, for the first time in a long time, he smiled, and followed the one he would later call his leader.

Kenya led the way to the elementary, Haku, Seika, and Katai all following behind him, Katai at the back of the group, glaring daggers at him.

He did his best to ignore her, reviewing his own news at the moment.

So he had a female demon following him around, watching his every move. Even now he felt her watching him, just as Katai was, excluding the sharp glares.

He figured that maybe Haku would know what was going on, and so, once they reached the elementary school, he turned to the younger boy and asked for his attention.

"Haku. May I speak to you for a moment?" He inquired, stepping towards the school. They were early, so he had a few minutes.

Katai and Seika crept in slowly, trying to catch what he was going to ask.

"Alone." He demanded loudly, stretching farther and farther away from the other two.

Katai and Seika gave him quizical looks, as if their minds were taking that phrase the wrong way, before shrugging and turning away from them.

"What did you want to ask me?" Haku inquired, staring up at him with his deep blue eyes.

"I was wondering. Have you been able to sense the demon energy following us?"

"Demon energy. I knew some physical creature was following us but I couldn't tell it was demon? How did you come to that conclusion?"

"You know my father used to have the Jagan right?"

Haku nodded.

"Well, because of that, my two sisters and I have a similar, lesser ability. Father was able to read the minds of those following him, but we can only sense the energy. That's how I did so."

Haku nodded his understanding. "I see. I didn't know he was a demon."

"She." Kenya corrected, blushing slightly.

"She?"

"It's a female demon pursuing us."

"A female demon? What would a female demon be doing following us?" Haku inquired, scratching his chin lightly.

"I'm not sure, but I don't like it. If she follows us for more than a day, I'm going to have to confront her again."

"You've confronted her already?"

Kenya nodded. "Yes. But she didn't stick around to talk much. She vanished a minute or so after I met her."

"I see. Did she give a name? Could you tell her breed or power status? Anything?"

Kenya shook his head. "Nope. She wouldn't tell me anything, and she was far too fast for me to identify her."

Haku paused a moment, thinking quietly.

The bell of the elementary rang, followed by an avalanche of children ready to go home. After a moment of searching the crowd, Kenya spotted both Satou and Tsuki, walking together, a tall middle-aged woman holding their hands.

When the three got to them, the woman looked a little confused, and then, as if understanding something, she nodded.

"Are you their brother?" She inquired of Kenya, motioning to Tsuki and Satou.

"I'm Satou's older brother, yes. But not Tsuki's, although she's my cousin."

"Well. My name is Mrs. Nigawa. I'm Satou's Kindergarten teacher. I was hoping to meet with her father. She told me he waited for her the other day."

"Yes, but our father is usually busy. I'll take him a message though if you'd like." Kenya answered, noticing that Satou and Tsuki had dropped the teacher's hand and in place taken his own.

"Well. I usually don't like to do so, but I don't have a letter prepared and this is a personal matter. Fine. I wanted to inform him that Satou and your cousin Tsuki were pestered by a school bully earlier. He's a third grader here, and he has quite a controlling streak. You see, he finds the younger children, and tries to make them fear him, in order to achieve respect. He usually tries it on Pre-K and Kindergarten students. Everyone else has been bullied by him so far, and today he was pushing little Tsuki here around. I wanted him to know that they had been bullied, but it won't happen again."

"You mean like the school system took care of him or something?" Seika asked, stepping in behind Kenya. "Like he was suspended or punished?"

Katai stepped in on Kenya's other side, nodding her agreement of inquiry.

"No. Actually, Satou took care of him. That's why I wanted to speak to your father. She...beat up the third grader."

"He was being mean! He pushed Tsuki into the rocks on the playground and he tried to hang me in a tree by my shirt!" Satou argued in her defense. "He deserved to get beat!"

"Why is this bully—What's his name?" Kenya inquired.

"Kosuke. His name is Kosuke." Mrs. Nigawa informed.

"Why is this "Kosuke" beating up on little girls anyway. Aren't bullies supposed to mess with boys?" Kenya wanted to know, already knowing how she would answer.

"He doesn't care. As long as the students give him respect, he doesn't care who he harms. But thanks to Satou he will. Unfortunately, because of school policy, she is going to be suspended for a day or so, because of fighting in school."

"But that's not fair! It was self-defense! We girls got to defend ourselves!" Katai argued, stepping up before Kenya with a glint of anger in her eyes.

"I know it's not fair, but she's not the only one getting punished. Kosuke is getting three days suspension for his acts as well."

"Don't suspend him. That's what he wants. Put him in ISS, you know, In School Suspension. By plain suspending him out of school, your giving him a sort of holiday. And if Satou must be punished for fighting in school, then give her an afternoon of detention, but not suspension. After all, she was only defending herself and her cousin!" Seika added, stepping up right next to Katai.

The teacher looked from girl to boy, confusion showing on her face. "But school policy—"

"School policy is for those that stick by unrighteous rules. To suspend someone for defending themselves is like punishing them for doing what they have to. It's stupid!" Katai argued, her hands balling into fists.

Kenya saw that this was getting out of hand, and so took the moment to step in the way.

"Excuse them. I'll take the message home to my father and make sure he understands the issue. You might be able to speak with him tomorrow morning or sometime tomorrow all together. But don't expect it. Thank you for telling me. Goodbye Mrs. Nigawa." Kenya bowed and walked away, Tsuki switching her grip from his hand to his pants.

As Kenya strode, he happened to look down and find a tiny bruise on her little hand, just at the crease of her thumb and indexfinger.

'The kid wasn't fooling around. At least Satou took care of him, although she could have handled the situation a little more discretely.' Kenya thought to himself, a smile creeping up to his lips.

This was definitely one of the strangest days of school he had ever seen.

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Catse: What do you think? Please R&R. I thought it was rather good. Can you believe all of this would happen in one day? But don't hate Katai because of this, after all, to make a good story you have to have unbelievable scenes!

Oh, and the votes were as stands:

Katai: 2 votes

Kenya: 3 votes

Haku: 1 vote

The poll still isn't over. I'll keep it going throughout the entire story, so any new readers can add on and not feel like they missed out. Well, got to go! Ja Ne for now!