FD* Hello! I'm back! Thanks so much for all the reviews!
YF* wow, you actually updated pretty quickly this time.
FD* well, my homework isn't that much, so I had time now.
YF* okay, let's not waste our reader's time, okay?
FD* Disclaimer: we don't own hana yori dango.
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Chapter four
'Time to prepare for the war!' Tsukushi thought after entering her bedroom. She quickly moved to her computer and started the special programs.
This is not a normal computer. This is one of the technology wonders created by the famous computer genius, who happen to have an interesting history with Tsukushi. This specially designed computer is voice controlled, can hack into any computer system in the world, and its artificial intelligence make it invaluable during Tsukushi's planning stages.
Tsukushi quickly got to work and prepare for the upcoming attacks of Eitoku High.
At the living room
"Mwhahahahaha!" loud and insane laughter penetrate through the wall.
Tsukushi's mother beamed at her husband, "Look, our little Tsukushi is so happy in her new school."
Mr. Makino smiled back, "I know. She must be really happy to laugh so loudly and joyfully1" (FD* DENSE!)
The two adult Makino smiled at each other and went back to their own business, which is imagine Tsukushi marry a rich guy.
The next day
Tsukushi walked into the school leisurely, ignoring all those penetrating eyes of the student body.
'Geez, if I didn't know better, I can swear they are trying to burn a hole through my body with their burning gaze.' Tsukushi though amusedly.
She walked slowly up to her locker, slowly dialed the combination, aware painfully of the tension that's slowly building up. She dragged this moment as long as she could and suddenly yanked her locker open. Staring at her face is a red slip with F4's signature at the back. 'You are dead' screamed loud and clear from the paper.
'Hmm, they really need a new graphic designer. This paper has the worst threat design I had ever seen." Tsukushi mused, slightly disappointed at the lack of dramatic effects. Well a challenge is a challenge, and she isn't about to refuse one that had delivered right into her hands.
Tsukushi looked around. The students had all stopped what they are doing. Each of them is grinning nastily at Tsukushi with the promise of pain.
Tsukushi closed her eyes, and when she opens her eyes, they showed dark amusement and indifference so strongly that even the densest student is able to detect it. Giving them her best vampire smirk, "Well, I'm ready as you are my sweet victims, this game's prize will be," she paused, licked her lips and reveal gleaming canine fangs, "your blood."
"Dong" a sound came loud and clear in the now silent hallway. A girl had fainted in horror. Everyone was stunned; the hallway paused in horrifying tension.
Unfortunately, Tsukushi chose this moment to ruin her very convincing dark aura. "HAHAHAHAHA!" Tsukushi couldn't suppress her laughter any longer. She rolled down on the ground laughing hysterically. She clutched her now extremely painful stomach and spitted out the 'fangs'.
"I can't believe you people actually fell for the oldest trick in history." She shook her head at the students. "Well, I still await your best shot, even if it comes from amateurs." Still chuckling, Tsukushi gathered her books and left for class.
After a full minute, the students finally understood Tsukushi's trick. Immediately, enraged reactions erupt from the student body. "How dare she?" was one of the frequent sentence. However, even if the majority of the students are hostile toward this trick, there are those who are impressed and admired Tsukushi's genius. But as the one who is red tagged, the attacks to Tsukushi remain.
In the classroom
After she stepped into the classroom, Tsukushi immediately detected the work of her schoolmate. Her desk is gone.
"Leave! Eitoku High is not for some poor person like you." One of the students said nastily.
Tsukushi raised an eyebrow, "That is the most pathetic attempt I had ever heard. Come back when you learned a more intelligent phrase." She dismissed him nonchalantly.
The student's face turned red, "Why...you..." he sputtered angrily and stood up. Several of the students gathered around his desk and glared at Tsukushi.
Quickly, Tsukushi curled her leg around his desk and with her martial art skill; she dragged the desk to her.
To the other students, it is as if the desk suddenly slipped out of their hands and moved in front of Tsukushi.
"Why, thank you for the new desk." She smiled sweetly to that obnoxious student. "What!" he exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't push that hard."
No one is listening to his protest, they are convinced that he had purposely helped Tsukushi and foiled their plan.
Tsukushi grinned.
During the class, Tsukushi caught a movement at corner of her eye. 'egg treatments, huh? Same old tricks.' She dropped her pencil down on the floor. Timing her opportunity, she bended down just as the eggs sailed over her head and landed with a splutter on the hair of a near by girl.
"Ahh!" a blood hurling screech emitted from that girl as she stared, horrified at her ruined hair. Gathering up her eggs, she threw them hard at the student who had attempted to throw the eggs at Tsukushi. Her eggs were not very accurate, so instead of landing on the target, it spluttered against several other students' uniforms. This of course resulted in a full egg war. Eggs were threw everywhere, landing on the student's hair, cloth and face.
"Stop! Students!" the teacher tried to stop this egg was, but was quickly silenced. Dozens of eggs spluttered against him by the now blood thirsty students. And one lucky egg found its way to his mouth and successfully kept its shells.
"Ringing!" after a long fifteen minutes, the bell ringed, snapped the students out of their battle fever.
Tsukushi calmly crawled out of the desks. She smoothed the rumpled school uniform and said the students, who are now all covered with eggs. "That was most interesting. Bye now, I have to get to my next class." She smiled and walked out, the only one in that class without any egg on her body.
The students stared at each other; their target had got away clean as she had come in, while they are covered head to toe with 'egg treatment'.
Tsukushi's amused laughter ringed through out the hallway.
The rest of the day passed same as the first class. Tsukushi outsmarted the students and made them eat their own dirt, which in one case, literally.
Tsukushi mused at that one memory. One of the students apparently thinks it would be funny to force her to eat dirt and humiliate her. Well, when you put an immature bully and a martial art champion together, you get champion kick ass. With her skill, Tsukushi quickly forced the guy on the ground, sputtering out his own plant fertilizer. Of course, Tsukushi is skilled enough to disguise her ability. It wouldn't do well if everyone in the school is afraid of her. There would be no challenge from them at all. Tsukushi chuckled at the memory of the guy grimacing and spilt out dirt form his mouth. It was a very funny sight.
After ten minutes of leisure walking, Tsukushi finally arrived at her destination. She walked into the school cafeteria, and noted with amusement and excitement that the room had gone quite. Enjoy her moment of power, she walked slowly to F4's table and stopped right in front of them.
"PA!" everyone jumped at the sudden noise. Tsukushi had slapped the red slip in front of Doumyouji. She smiled, "HI!"
Doumyouji glanced up in confusion, and received a big grin from Tsukushi. "So, you finally realized you mistake, huh? If you beg hard enough, perhaps I'll take it easy on you." Doumyouji laughed. His laughter sound forced and hollow even to his own ears. But he refused to listen to the little warning at the back of his head. Years of getting his own way had made him incredibly confident. 'Why am I nervous? No one can survive the red slip.' He thought.
Tsukushi's smile got bigger, Doumyouji's nervousness increased.
'This is unnerving.' He thought silently, leaning slightly back.
'He looks like he expects me to bite him.' Tsukushi smiled, "sorry to disappoint you, but I merely came her to point out how lame your design is."
"What!" Doumyouji sputtered.
Tsukushi hold up the red slip in front of him, and wiggled her finger. "I'm very disappointed in you, I expect better from someone who had been in this for such a long time."
Tsukushi bended down, and pointed at the red slip, "First of all, the color coordinate are bad. Second of all, there is no design what so ever. It's so plain."
Doumyouji found himself nodding in agreement when he suddenly realized his action. "You!" He spited out in rage, his face turned to the normal red color.
"And last of all. What are you live in, Stone Age? Now we have technology. Besides how come you never change you design? It's the same every year. I want something different!" Tsukushi shook her fist in Doumyouji's face.
Doumyouji gaped at her, and then clutch his fist. "How dare you!"
"Yeah, yeah." Tsukushi waved dismissively, and then she took out a remote. "This is how you do it." she pressed the play button.
In the cafeteria, there is a huge screen for entertainment purpose, after all this is a school for the rich students.
The screen immediately changed to a scene of five anime characters. Through animated, it's till easy to recognize who they are supposed to be. The DVD shows basically Tsukushi kick F4's ass. There are a lot of action, sound emphasis and wonderful visual effects.
"See, that's how you do it." Tsukushi concluded with a smile as the DVD ended with 'THIS IS WAR! F4!'
Everyone stared in surprise, their jaws dropped down to the ground.
"Whoa! How did you do that?!" Soujirou exclaimed.
"Simple animation." Tsukushi answered with a smile.
Doumyouji snapped out of his thoughts and swirled around. "What are you smiling at her for?! She's the enemy."
Tsukushi and Soujirou both stared at him, then simultaneously turned to the other.
"Hi! Nice to see you again!"
"Hi! Nice to see you again!"
They said together, both grinned
Doumyouji fumed, "Stop smiling at each other." He shouted angrily.
Tsukushi turned, hand on hip, "Oh, yeah, I hope you had better tricks up your sleeves. Don't let me down." She walked pass Doumyouji and patted his shoulder.
"What..." Doumyouji's eyes widen in surprise at her action. A almost unnoticeable red hue color his cheeks.
He closed his eyes, calmed himself, and then turned to the direction of Tsukushi's retreating back. "Just you wait! Makino Tsukushi!" His face filled of arrogance and confidence. A bright sparkle lit in his eyes.
Tsukushi turned around. "You are learning, Doumyouji Tsukasa." With that, she vanished into the shadows.
In this exchange, no one had noticed that the normally emotionless expression on Rui's face had flicked to one of sullen.
In Rui's room
Rui's pov
I stared at the ceiling. For the first time in my life, I can't fall asleep. Imagine what others would think if they saw me now. Hanazawa Rui, who need at least 15 hours of sleep, has insomnia.
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FD* Cliffhanger!
YF* Rui start to like Tsukushi just in few days. That's way too fast.
FD* No! Rui feel mostly friendship right now, though he does get a little jealous. But it's mostly friendship.
YF* the poor readers, now they have to wait mouths to see another chapter.
FD* I already wrote the next chapter.
YF* What!
FD* I just need to type it. So, every one expect another chapter soon.
YF& FD* please review!
YF* wow, you actually updated pretty quickly this time.
FD* well, my homework isn't that much, so I had time now.
YF* okay, let's not waste our reader's time, okay?
FD* Disclaimer: we don't own hana yori dango.
****************************************************************
Chapter four
'Time to prepare for the war!' Tsukushi thought after entering her bedroom. She quickly moved to her computer and started the special programs.
This is not a normal computer. This is one of the technology wonders created by the famous computer genius, who happen to have an interesting history with Tsukushi. This specially designed computer is voice controlled, can hack into any computer system in the world, and its artificial intelligence make it invaluable during Tsukushi's planning stages.
Tsukushi quickly got to work and prepare for the upcoming attacks of Eitoku High.
At the living room
"Mwhahahahaha!" loud and insane laughter penetrate through the wall.
Tsukushi's mother beamed at her husband, "Look, our little Tsukushi is so happy in her new school."
Mr. Makino smiled back, "I know. She must be really happy to laugh so loudly and joyfully1" (FD* DENSE!)
The two adult Makino smiled at each other and went back to their own business, which is imagine Tsukushi marry a rich guy.
The next day
Tsukushi walked into the school leisurely, ignoring all those penetrating eyes of the student body.
'Geez, if I didn't know better, I can swear they are trying to burn a hole through my body with their burning gaze.' Tsukushi though amusedly.
She walked slowly up to her locker, slowly dialed the combination, aware painfully of the tension that's slowly building up. She dragged this moment as long as she could and suddenly yanked her locker open. Staring at her face is a red slip with F4's signature at the back. 'You are dead' screamed loud and clear from the paper.
'Hmm, they really need a new graphic designer. This paper has the worst threat design I had ever seen." Tsukushi mused, slightly disappointed at the lack of dramatic effects. Well a challenge is a challenge, and she isn't about to refuse one that had delivered right into her hands.
Tsukushi looked around. The students had all stopped what they are doing. Each of them is grinning nastily at Tsukushi with the promise of pain.
Tsukushi closed her eyes, and when she opens her eyes, they showed dark amusement and indifference so strongly that even the densest student is able to detect it. Giving them her best vampire smirk, "Well, I'm ready as you are my sweet victims, this game's prize will be," she paused, licked her lips and reveal gleaming canine fangs, "your blood."
"Dong" a sound came loud and clear in the now silent hallway. A girl had fainted in horror. Everyone was stunned; the hallway paused in horrifying tension.
Unfortunately, Tsukushi chose this moment to ruin her very convincing dark aura. "HAHAHAHAHA!" Tsukushi couldn't suppress her laughter any longer. She rolled down on the ground laughing hysterically. She clutched her now extremely painful stomach and spitted out the 'fangs'.
"I can't believe you people actually fell for the oldest trick in history." She shook her head at the students. "Well, I still await your best shot, even if it comes from amateurs." Still chuckling, Tsukushi gathered her books and left for class.
After a full minute, the students finally understood Tsukushi's trick. Immediately, enraged reactions erupt from the student body. "How dare she?" was one of the frequent sentence. However, even if the majority of the students are hostile toward this trick, there are those who are impressed and admired Tsukushi's genius. But as the one who is red tagged, the attacks to Tsukushi remain.
In the classroom
After she stepped into the classroom, Tsukushi immediately detected the work of her schoolmate. Her desk is gone.
"Leave! Eitoku High is not for some poor person like you." One of the students said nastily.
Tsukushi raised an eyebrow, "That is the most pathetic attempt I had ever heard. Come back when you learned a more intelligent phrase." She dismissed him nonchalantly.
The student's face turned red, "Why...you..." he sputtered angrily and stood up. Several of the students gathered around his desk and glared at Tsukushi.
Quickly, Tsukushi curled her leg around his desk and with her martial art skill; she dragged the desk to her.
To the other students, it is as if the desk suddenly slipped out of their hands and moved in front of Tsukushi.
"Why, thank you for the new desk." She smiled sweetly to that obnoxious student. "What!" he exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't push that hard."
No one is listening to his protest, they are convinced that he had purposely helped Tsukushi and foiled their plan.
Tsukushi grinned.
During the class, Tsukushi caught a movement at corner of her eye. 'egg treatments, huh? Same old tricks.' She dropped her pencil down on the floor. Timing her opportunity, she bended down just as the eggs sailed over her head and landed with a splutter on the hair of a near by girl.
"Ahh!" a blood hurling screech emitted from that girl as she stared, horrified at her ruined hair. Gathering up her eggs, she threw them hard at the student who had attempted to throw the eggs at Tsukushi. Her eggs were not very accurate, so instead of landing on the target, it spluttered against several other students' uniforms. This of course resulted in a full egg war. Eggs were threw everywhere, landing on the student's hair, cloth and face.
"Stop! Students!" the teacher tried to stop this egg was, but was quickly silenced. Dozens of eggs spluttered against him by the now blood thirsty students. And one lucky egg found its way to his mouth and successfully kept its shells.
"Ringing!" after a long fifteen minutes, the bell ringed, snapped the students out of their battle fever.
Tsukushi calmly crawled out of the desks. She smoothed the rumpled school uniform and said the students, who are now all covered with eggs. "That was most interesting. Bye now, I have to get to my next class." She smiled and walked out, the only one in that class without any egg on her body.
The students stared at each other; their target had got away clean as she had come in, while they are covered head to toe with 'egg treatment'.
Tsukushi's amused laughter ringed through out the hallway.
The rest of the day passed same as the first class. Tsukushi outsmarted the students and made them eat their own dirt, which in one case, literally.
Tsukushi mused at that one memory. One of the students apparently thinks it would be funny to force her to eat dirt and humiliate her. Well, when you put an immature bully and a martial art champion together, you get champion kick ass. With her skill, Tsukushi quickly forced the guy on the ground, sputtering out his own plant fertilizer. Of course, Tsukushi is skilled enough to disguise her ability. It wouldn't do well if everyone in the school is afraid of her. There would be no challenge from them at all. Tsukushi chuckled at the memory of the guy grimacing and spilt out dirt form his mouth. It was a very funny sight.
After ten minutes of leisure walking, Tsukushi finally arrived at her destination. She walked into the school cafeteria, and noted with amusement and excitement that the room had gone quite. Enjoy her moment of power, she walked slowly to F4's table and stopped right in front of them.
"PA!" everyone jumped at the sudden noise. Tsukushi had slapped the red slip in front of Doumyouji. She smiled, "HI!"
Doumyouji glanced up in confusion, and received a big grin from Tsukushi. "So, you finally realized you mistake, huh? If you beg hard enough, perhaps I'll take it easy on you." Doumyouji laughed. His laughter sound forced and hollow even to his own ears. But he refused to listen to the little warning at the back of his head. Years of getting his own way had made him incredibly confident. 'Why am I nervous? No one can survive the red slip.' He thought.
Tsukushi's smile got bigger, Doumyouji's nervousness increased.
'This is unnerving.' He thought silently, leaning slightly back.
'He looks like he expects me to bite him.' Tsukushi smiled, "sorry to disappoint you, but I merely came her to point out how lame your design is."
"What!" Doumyouji sputtered.
Tsukushi hold up the red slip in front of him, and wiggled her finger. "I'm very disappointed in you, I expect better from someone who had been in this for such a long time."
Tsukushi bended down, and pointed at the red slip, "First of all, the color coordinate are bad. Second of all, there is no design what so ever. It's so plain."
Doumyouji found himself nodding in agreement when he suddenly realized his action. "You!" He spited out in rage, his face turned to the normal red color.
"And last of all. What are you live in, Stone Age? Now we have technology. Besides how come you never change you design? It's the same every year. I want something different!" Tsukushi shook her fist in Doumyouji's face.
Doumyouji gaped at her, and then clutch his fist. "How dare you!"
"Yeah, yeah." Tsukushi waved dismissively, and then she took out a remote. "This is how you do it." she pressed the play button.
In the cafeteria, there is a huge screen for entertainment purpose, after all this is a school for the rich students.
The screen immediately changed to a scene of five anime characters. Through animated, it's till easy to recognize who they are supposed to be. The DVD shows basically Tsukushi kick F4's ass. There are a lot of action, sound emphasis and wonderful visual effects.
"See, that's how you do it." Tsukushi concluded with a smile as the DVD ended with 'THIS IS WAR! F4!'
Everyone stared in surprise, their jaws dropped down to the ground.
"Whoa! How did you do that?!" Soujirou exclaimed.
"Simple animation." Tsukushi answered with a smile.
Doumyouji snapped out of his thoughts and swirled around. "What are you smiling at her for?! She's the enemy."
Tsukushi and Soujirou both stared at him, then simultaneously turned to the other.
"Hi! Nice to see you again!"
"Hi! Nice to see you again!"
They said together, both grinned
Doumyouji fumed, "Stop smiling at each other." He shouted angrily.
Tsukushi turned, hand on hip, "Oh, yeah, I hope you had better tricks up your sleeves. Don't let me down." She walked pass Doumyouji and patted his shoulder.
"What..." Doumyouji's eyes widen in surprise at her action. A almost unnoticeable red hue color his cheeks.
He closed his eyes, calmed himself, and then turned to the direction of Tsukushi's retreating back. "Just you wait! Makino Tsukushi!" His face filled of arrogance and confidence. A bright sparkle lit in his eyes.
Tsukushi turned around. "You are learning, Doumyouji Tsukasa." With that, she vanished into the shadows.
In this exchange, no one had noticed that the normally emotionless expression on Rui's face had flicked to one of sullen.
In Rui's room
Rui's pov
I stared at the ceiling. For the first time in my life, I can't fall asleep. Imagine what others would think if they saw me now. Hanazawa Rui, who need at least 15 hours of sleep, has insomnia.
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FD* Cliffhanger!
YF* Rui start to like Tsukushi just in few days. That's way too fast.
FD* No! Rui feel mostly friendship right now, though he does get a little jealous. But it's mostly friendship.
YF* the poor readers, now they have to wait mouths to see another chapter.
FD* I already wrote the next chapter.
YF* What!
FD* I just need to type it. So, every one expect another chapter soon.
YF& FD* please review!
