Lupicinus: Good god, i guess tabs are outta the question. As a reminder to those few stupid ppl who failed to read the first disclaimer.................I DON'T OWN ESACFLOWNE OR ANY OTHER MANGA/ANIME PPL WHO MIGHt SHOW UP IN THIS STORY! I only own my made up ppl! I own them! Heehee, i like cheesecake, gimme some and ill be willing to cut you a deal for a 70 discount on a mattress? No.....? ......ok.............(godzilla destroys tokyo) I wonder what would happen if i put a guinea pig on a radioactive island..............GUINEAZILLA! Haha, Adam was afraid of my guinea pig, go my guinea pig that could swim and ate cream of chicken soup! May she rest in peace........

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Chapter 2:

It was around 7:05 and the blazing orb of yellow and orange had long since risen when Satori pulled into the vast student parking lot after a nice drive around the town to refamiliarize herself with the area. The school was pretty big looking, made entirely of red brick and ugly it was even though in some places, like the entrance, there was a tan colored stone. Though there were several cars in the parking lot, there weren't that many, and for that she was thankful. She parked in an open space and put up her kickstand. She sighed and dismounted, removing the keys and tucking them into her pocket for safekeeping. She bent down and made sure her black leather side bags were locked.

"If anything happens to my Vespa, I'm going to be pissed..." She patted her vehicle and bid it farewell as she slowly shuffled over to the sidewalk on her way to what she assumed was where the main office would be, scanning the campus as she proceeded. It was actually quite nice in her opinion.

Everything was new, no graffiti, no loads of gum stuck to the ground, no litter, or anything. The landscaping was simple yet pleasing to the eye and there was a nice outside courtyard with lunch tables. In the center bank there was a flagpole with the school's flag which had a black and blue rattle snake on it, and a USA flag blowing dramatically in the wind. The track looked great as well. Big bleachers, the scoreboard was in good condition, the track was the red rubber material with nice bright lines, and the center field was prim and neat with no dead spots. She recalled her mother telling her that Sanrio high was one of the better schools in the area.

Satori sighed and looked up at the sky as a flock of doves flew overhead. What if her old friends didn't go to this school? What if they had moved away during her absence? She hoped to god she would be able to see them again.

She looked up at the glass doors hatefully, "Hello new school, it's like this, I hate you, and you hate me, so let's play nice and just think, the quicker I graduate the faster you'll be rid of me. Let's not start off on the wrong foot." She took a deep breath and pushed the glass door open, her sneakers making squeaky noises on the dark blue and black tiled floor.

She headed over to the main office door and entered. Instead of tiled floor, it was now navy carpeting. The front desk had a few stacks of papers and fliers. There was also a phone, a few schedules, and a sign in, sign out clipboard. Beyond the front desk were some light gray cubicles and work desks with people diligently working and filing on their computers, and from what she could see, there were a few offices down the aisle, most likely the principal's and vice principal's offices.

Satori looked down at the lady working on her computer, obviously the lady who handled visitors and all going ons at the front desk. She looked to be about in her mid thirties with short blonde hair, which was held out of her face with a maroon headband.

Satori was mildly surprised when she looked straight at her, showing abnormally wide pink eyes and a broad smile, "Can I help you?" She asked perkily in an almost screechy voice.

Satori mildly cringed at the sound of her extremely girlish voice, (No, I'm standing here for my own health) "Uh, yeah, I'm supposed to be starting school here, my mom called you and all earlier this week." Satori stared at the woman who seemed to be frozen with a smile plastered on her face as Satori stood there waiting for a reply.

After three minutes, she suddenly blurted, "What's your last name?" She slightly cocked her head to the side, her perfectly even hair moving with her motion. The huge smile still on her face, and her eyes still freakishly wide.

Satori sweat dropped, "It's Irerno..."

She turned back to her computer and typed something. A new screen came up, "Satori Irerno?"

Satori blinked, "Yeah, that's right."

She giggled and hit a few more keys and Satori heard the printer click on, "Okee dokee! Your schedule has already been created! You will be showed around for your first day, aren't you a lucky girl! All you have to do is go to first period! Hope you find our educational facility fabulous!" She whipped the printed schedule off of the printed bin and held in front of Satori, slightly coming out of her rolley chair as if she was about to lunge at Satori.

Satori quickly took the schedule and backed away from the desk, the girl watching her every step, her eyes wider than ever and her smile beaming brightly. Satori sweat dropped and brusquely power walked out of the office and into the hall to escape the freaky ladies whacked up smile.

She slowed down once she put some distance between her and the main office, "Geez, someone had a few caffeine pills this facility, more like hell hole..."

Satori sighed and wandered down the chatter and locker slamming filled halls. The walls were white and the floor was blue with black patterns every few paces. The lockers were tall and varied in color from gray, to black, to dark or light blue. The sun was pouring in through the windows that lined the outer hallways, casting rectangular shapes of light on the floor as loads of students were hanging out or milling around. She moaned and looked at her schedule as if it was written in a different language as she made her way through the seemingly endless crowds.

"Block one, English, 115..."

She looked in the classrooms that had their doors open and looked at the room numbers, seeing if they matched any of the classes she was going to be taking. She was beginning to get irritated with the groups of people who decided to just stand in the middle of the hall to talk. But they weren't as bad as they could've been, at least once they saw you standing there waiting to get through they moved and muttered a quick apology. She nearly gagged walking down a few halls due to the perfume-polluted air that killed her nostrils as she passed.

She finally found the English room and peeked in. A woman teacher with brownish gray hair that looked like she was in her forties was sitting at her desk typing on her laptop with a clutter of papers on her big desk.

Satori stood at the doorway and knocked on the panel, "Uh, this is English right?"

The teacher looked up dully and in a snappy tone responded, "That's right, do you need something?"

"I'm a new student, this is my first period class...I think."

"Well what's your name?" She turned from her laptop and looked at her yellow attendance sheet.

"Satori Irerno."

"I see, you're on the list. I'm Mrs. Wilson, you can take a seat in the back, you're fairly early."

"Right..."

Satori wandered to the seat in the far back corner and slumped into the chair, dropping her stuff beside the desk. She sighed deeply, and laid her head on the desk staring at the wall, since there wasn't a window to look out.

She watched as a few other kids walked in and dropped off their stuff, then returning back out into the hall. Each gave her curious looks once they spotted her. She rolled her eyes and laid back in the chair. She decided to sleep until the class started.

A few minutes later

Satori mumbled when she heard someone addressing her. She groggily opened her eyes and found that the previously empty classroom was now filled with students who were all staring at her from their desks.

The teacher was standing before the podium in the front of the room scowling at her with distaste, "Miss Satori! This is no place to sleep, class has already started now. Why don't you stand and tell us about yourself, and if you fall asleep again, you'll be standing the whole period!"

She growled and stood up, looking at the teacher dully, "Well, what do you want to know Mrs. Wilson."

The teacher frowned and Satori didn't fail to see the her eye twitch in aggravation, "Tell us your name and perhaps something about your family if that's not too difficult."

Satori scratched her head and looked around the room. The row she was sitting in was empty, but two rows up was packed full of guys and girls. She saw a few guys gawking at her. The others were looking at her curiously, and some were on the verge of sleep. She noticed that two chairs were empty. Her eyes wandered to the desk beside the two empty ones as the boy sitting there immediately whipped around in his seat once the teacher said Satori's name. Both his and Satori's eyes widened in disbelief as all they could manage to do was stare at each other.

The teacher loudly cleared her throat and tapped the podium impatiently with a ruler.

Satori snapped back into reality, "Oh right, I'm Satori Irerno, I used to live here a few years ago, I have a mom, dad's dead, brother's gone, that good enough?"

The teacher was taken aback, but nodded solemnly, "I'm so sorry to hear that... Now, since this is your first day, you will need to learn your way around the school. Please come to the front of the room with your belongings." She turned to the class once Satori appeared beside her with her backpack slung over her shoulder, "I need a volunteer to show her around."

The teacher muttered something inaudible when almost every hand in the class shot up. Satori sweat dropped and sighed.

The teacher scanned the room and pointed to boy in the back who had shared the staring spat with Satori, "Alright then Gatti, you can show her around since it's obvious you two have previously known each other."

A hushed murmur quickly circulated across the room as a lean yet muscular boy stood and ran a hand through his dirty blonde hair. He was wearing loose denim jeans and a black short-sleeved shirt that had a white jolly Roger on it. He put his hands in his pockets and walked up to the front of the class while several of his other male classmates shot him glares of jealousy.

He stopped in front of Satori and smiled sadly, "You are the Satori I knew right?"

Satori managed a smile, "Last time I checked." She could see the hundreds of questions swirling in his eyes as they looked each other over.

The teacher tapped him on the shoulder and handed him a pass for the both of them. The teacher dismissed them and they left the room. Satori was happy to escape the uncomfortable atmosphere.

Satori began walking down the hall alongside Gatti in an awkward silence. She sighed deeply and glanced at him sideways, "I can imagine you have a large amount of questions."

He cringed at his own obviousness and then looked over at her, "Heh, you got me. So, where have you been all this time? You know, you really scared all of us. All we had was a letter that gave us no real indication as to what happened, or where you went. That was one of the most stressful moments of my life, we all warped from that point on. It's so hard to describe, weird, awkward, blurry and unexplainable. "

She smiled sadly, "I wish I could've told you all in person, but it was dire, and I had to leave. My location for the last few years has been Japan. And you know, I missed you all so badly. I truly did, but there were no other choices for me to pick. Please Gatti, can you tell me if you can stand to be around me after all this time? If you don't, I will understand."

He smirked, "Oh stop it, I missed you, we all did. The others will be thrilled to hear you're back!"

Satori smiled, but she knew that wasn't going to be true, not everyone would be able to accept her back like nothing had ever happened. But she was glad at least Gatti still was her friend.

Gatti, sensing her skepticism, quickly changed the subject, "So, being your escort I guess we can start out with finding your locker, what number is it?"

Satori groaned, "Like I know."

She handed him her schedule and he looked it over, "Well, it's this way, come on"

She followed him down a hallway at the far side of the school that had windows on the opposite side of the wall of the rows of black lockers. He stopped suddenly and Satori ran into him.

"Geez Gatti, just stop suddenly..." She scratched her head apologetically causing him to laugh.

"Yeah yeah, this is your locker." He said playfully trying to lighten the mood as he pointed to her specific locker.

She elbowed him in the ribs as she approached her locker causing him to wince in pain, "Wise guy..."

She cracked her fingers and began turning the dial in correspondence to the numbers on her paper. She snorted angrily when it refused to open.

"Piece of shit, how did I know this would happen!"

She growled and gave it a powerful kick, causing it to bounce open.

Gatti laughed as she threw her backpack in and slammed it shut, the noise echoing down the now empty halls.

He grinned and leaned against the locker beside hers, "Does violence still solve all of your problems?"

She narrowed her eyes, "Very funny wise guy."

"So where do you wanna go?"

She put a finger to her chin in thought, "Well, how about the cafeteria, then to where ever the rest of my classes are supposed to be, I really don't care. This school is really different, I bet they sucked a lot of tax money from you guys' parents after the other school burnt down to have this one built."

He nodded and started leading her down the hall, there was another awkward silence. Gatti looked over, noticing the distant look in her eyes, "Something wrong?"

Her eyes widened a bit and she looked up at him, "Yeah...I... I hate school."

He knew she was lying but he decided to let it go, "Yeah, school's a bitch, interested in playing any sports? This school has a few teams. We're the Sanrio Rattlesnakes."

"Soccer, tennis, and I like volleyball a lot."

"Well, we only have a girls soccer team out of those three. The volleyball team is on strike because the school board fired their coach. The coach punched a mother who was yelling and hitting her daughter because she missed a ball. But that still leaves soccer, that is if you haven't lost your touch Irerno," he said smirking.

Satori looked up at the ceiling innocently, "Hmm, maybe, I'll just check stuff out for now."

"That's fine, but some of the girls on the team are bitches just for a warning, but I guess every team has assholes cuz I sure have a lot on mine, I play soccer and baseball."

She punched him playfully, "I can be just as big of a bitch back, you should know this Gatti, or do you need a refresher?"

He grinned, "Yeah I know, but I'm just warning you, knowing you you'll probably get yourself expelled for beating the crap out of them so you might want to avoid any trouble making situations the first few days. You know it's good to have you back, I can't get over how much you've changed, and if you don't mind me saying so, you're not that bad on the eyes either."

Satori grinned evilly, "Well it's good to be back I guess, lots of things have changed, it's all new and shiny"

Gatti raised an eyebrow, "Uh, shiny?"

"Nothing, nothing at all, geez you walk slow, hurry up, I thought you played soccer move it!"

She shoved him and walked around him, speed walking down the hall.

"Hey, you don't even know where you're going!" He laughed and chased after her.

2:00 in the afternoon

Kira awoke from her deep sleep when the shadow of an over passing bird hit her. She groaned and rubbed her eyes. She yawned and rolled over. As usual she was on the school's fenced in roof skipping first period since she and the English teacher were archenemies. Her logic was that the teacher would just end up sending her out in the middle of class anyway so why even bother going?

The current warm breeze blew some of her hair in her mouth. She pulled it out and stood up. She winced at the pressure in her head that was most likely the result of the previous night's drinking escapade. She put up a shielding arm over her face as she gazed up at the bright blue sky, watching as the big puffs of clouds sluggishly sailed by. For some reason she had a sudden vision of raining feathers.

Kira Efimia had grown up in this town; she was a pretty girl at the age of 17 with medium length blonde hair and grayish blue eyes. At first glance you'd think she was one of those nice quiet girls. But she wasn't known for her kindness, no, as a matter of fact she was to be considered one of Sanrio junior high's biggest troublemakers and punk. She mainly kept to herself but she did have fun and laugh almost everyday despite some rumors of her never smiling and she'd suck your soul out if you weren't careful. Everyone else who didn't know her personally avoided her, mostly out of fear of being beat up and her reputation of being a total bitch. She only ever talked to her friends, telling everyone else to 'fuck off' unless she liked you. She spoke her mind and wasn't afraid of consequences or rules. All she wanted was for the whole world to fuck off and burn in hell, she had gone through some tough times in her life and people pissed her off to no ends. She never turned down an opportunity to have fun and appeared perfectly fine, but inside she was depressed and in unresting turmoil.

As said she had grown up in this city, and nothing truly exciting happened anymore ever since 'she' left. Kira grinned sadly as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a necklace with a yin half that was red with a black dragon on it. She stared at it remembering the day when her yin piece was completed with its matching yang. That other piece had left along with the person Kira had been missing for over 6 years. Her friend might have left, but Kira could still remember the free spirit that rivaled her own, the spirit that she had befriended and shared so much with. When the two of them were together, they were an unstoppable force. But that necklace had now been incomplete for over six years, and she had almost forgotten the happier times in her life. Now the days dragged on, she was content with it all, but being normal was no fun. She could always have fun with her friends, they were always good to her, but she found that it just wasn't the same without those crazy wild eyes to commit heinous acts with.

She looked down at her watch and realized she had been asleep for basically the whole day. Oh well, she didn't care. It was understandable since she didn't sleep at all last night. She decided she might as well catch the end of the last period of the day. The sun was shining brightly, but there was the smell of rain in the air.

She sighed and brushed off her red shirt, which read 'bad kitty' in black and stuck her hands in her blue jean pockets as she headed for the roof door. The last period of the day would be over soon and then she could finally go home. School was such an unhealthy worthless place.

Gatti had shown Satori the entire school down to the tiniest detail. Even the popular make out broom closets and places where students weren't even supposed to know about. The last place Gatti had shown her was the vacant music room and that's where they were now, lounging and talking about how things had been over the past years.

"So now Dallet is terrified of geese." Gatti shook his head as if it shamed him to even tell the story.

Satori couldn't contain herself and waves of laughter filled the room. Gatti smiled and stood, walking over to the guitar stand. He skimmed over the many guitars, some in cases others not, until he picked out a black and white one. He returned to his seat across from the piano bench Satori was on, and started strumming a few random notes.

Satori was laying across a piano bench, "Who's is that?"

"Migel's, he's gotten pretty good with this thing. Not as good as you were though. He asked me to pick it up and take it home so it doesn't get stolen. His class went on a field trip and they won't be back til later tonight."

Satori looked away in shame, remembering what Gatti had told her about how her leaving had affected everyone. How it had affected Migel.

She tried to strike up some conversation to keep her mind off of it, "So...Where was this field trip to?"

Gatti sat the guitar on the ground vertically and began spinning it around idly, "Some museum, Dilandau is in his history class so they'll probably ditch the group and go off somewhere. We'll be lucky if Dilandau doesn't burn the place down."

Satori gazed out the window blankly, "Let's go out to the courtyard, it's too nice to be inside. And besides school is almost over, I don't want to get trampled."

Gatti stood, "I agree"

They left the music room and headed down the hall towards the courtyard.

At the Courtyard

The courtyard was located in a large cut out of the school by the cafeteria. All sorts of flowering trees were scattered about and a few picnic tables for outside eating were near the door that led into the cafeteria. There was a monument in the middle with the school's name, when it was founded, and all that good stuff on it. Satori and Gatti plopped down on a picnic table under a blossoming dogwood tree, enjoying the nice breeze.

Gatti took Migel's guitar off his shoulders and held it in his hands, "Hey Satori, play something, I can't play anything except for Mary had a little lamb."

She looked down, "I don't really play anymore..."

Gatti realized the sensitive subject he had brought up, "Oh shit... Listen I'm sorry, I didn't think about what I was saying..."

She sighed and looked up; it seemed like yesterday when Atomsk left. She clenched her fists and stood up. Gatti looked at her questioningly, hoping his brainless comment hadn't upset her.

He bit his lower lip and gazed up at her, "Are you ok?"

After a few minutes of thinking, she finally sighed, "I'm fine Gatti, but, I think today's a good day to start all over, wouldn't you agree?"

He was glad he didn't upset her and smiled, "Yes, today would be a great day for that."

Satori laughed and gladly took the guitar from his hands, putting it over her shoulder into a ready position, "Ok then, any requests?"

Gatti put his hands behind his head and leaned back against the table, "Hmmm, anything is good."

She grinned and grasped the pick, "Alright then!"

She readied the guitar and started playing 'Ride on Shooting Star'. She poured her soul into the song and let herself be taken by the instrument. The song echoed off the courtyard walls as she played. It felt so good to feel the sweet vibrations again. But Migel's guitar was nothing compared to hers, and definitely nothing compared to Atomsk's red Gibson EB-0 1961 model, which was carefully cased and tucked away into her secret compartment in her bedroom, along with all of those memory holding objects. Not to mention some items her mom would kill her about if she ever knew she had them.

Satori paused just in time to hear the school's final bell signaling that the day was over and soon tons of kids would be heading for their buses and cars and all that other hoohah.

"Furi kuri...."

Gatti raised an eyebrow, "What was that?"

Satori flinched and winged around smiling sheepishly while scratching her head, "Ehee, nothing, nothing!"

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Lupicinus: So you decided to bother reading the 2nd chpt eh? GO YOU! It's tough being a cool unloved person..........But thats ok, for when i rule the world ill make sure to give the reviewers cheesecakes and their own personal limos complete with cable tv! Bet you wanna review now huh? Ah, the simple human weakness of greed and desire......