Okay. I am going to put this at the beginning of every chapter except the one after chapter two. I would call it chapter three, but I already have one. So the one with the notes on it is the one I won't put this on because… it's a bunch of notes! Don't assume that everything written here happens in every chapter. Because it doesn't Also, as my Algebra II teacher said last year, 'When you assume, you make an ass out of you and me." As she said 'ass', 'you', and 'me', she pointed to the words inside the word 'assume'. Assume. Cool huh? Learn something new everyday! Now, go tell your folks. Then, come back and read. Then R&R.
Arigatou- thank-you (might be spelled arigato, but it's the same thing)
Hai- yes
Hanyou- half demon or half breed ((We call my friend this. She's
half Caucasian and half Mexican. She wanted us to I swear. She calls
herself a hanyou all the time. Sad isn't it)
Houshi- something along the lines of Buddhist monk (Miroku)
Iie- no
Kami- God or the equivalent thereof
Kawaii- cute
Kitsune- fox demon I do believe
Miko- priestess
Oi- something I made up or I heard from somewhere. I use it to get someone's attention
Osuwari- sit
Owari- something like 'Bye!' I think. I really don't know for sure.
Tensuaiga- Sesshomaru's sword
Tetsuaiga- Inuyasha's sword
Youkai- demon
Italicized words means the person is thinking to themselves in their own heads or something needs to be emphasized.
'Words
written in these' means the person is speaking to someone else in their
heads. Confusing I know, but you'll know it when you see it.
"Words written in these" means… Do I really need to explain this one?
I do not know what the future is like. I am purely guessing so no harping, okay? I am also guessing on what Kaede looked like when she was young. I've only seen her when she was young one time and that's right after Kikyou seals Inuyasha to a tree and then died. I'm sorry if I'm wrong. Just try to be nice as you yell at me, okay? Also, just because it says y'all somewhere doesn't mean they are in Texas. I am in Texas and the word y'all is something I say all the time. 'Kay?
I am very sorry if I have misspelled anything in Japanese, like names or the words above. I know 'ou' makes a long o sound. Like Shippo should probably be Shippou since Kikyou and Kouga follow that rule. But, I did Kouga like that from the very beginning and Kikyou became a sudden habit. Everyone else I saw it first as I have spelled it. If I have defined anything wrong, please tell me. It's not considered a flame if I ask for it. I promise. And if I've misspelled anything in English and you catch it let me know. I am a real big spelling and grammar freak. It's… Never mind. Also, my friend helped me write this. So anything wrong or stupid is her fault. wink wink And the cursing. That's all hers too. With that being said…
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- - - Year 2732 - - - - -
"Hello. My name is Immanuel Bazan." The class stared at a boy with long silver hair and amber eyes. He was the weirdest thing they'd ever seen. He was a new student to their class and school. "My family just moved her from Santiago, Chile, about three weeks ago. Well, actually it's just me, my brother, and a real good friend of my brother's. My brother's name is Samuel, but if you ever talk to him you'll wanna call him Sam. His friend's name is Jacob Pace. I've lived in Santiago all my life, and I can speak six different languages. Seven if you count sign language. My brother's mother died in a war, while our dad and my mom died from a plague when I was three years old. We moved because my brother wanted to come back to where he was born. Is that enough?" he asked the teacher.
Momentarily stunned, the teacher simply nodded and pointed to the seat he was to sit in for that class. Immanuel walked to it, put his backpack under his seat, and then sat in the desk, as stiff as a board. "Thank-you Immanuel," she said, finding her voice. "This is your English class, and we welcome you to our school. Um, why don't we have Karen and Matthew give you a tour of our school? And Sara? As a class representative, you should probably go to explain any rules he may not understand. Be back in time to get any homework I may assign. Welcome to America Immanuel"
"Thank-you," Immanuel answered in the same monotonous tone that he used a moment ago when he was telling the class about himself as he stood again. He followed two girls and a guy into the hallway. All of them had black hair. One of the girls had blue eyes, and the other had brown eyes. The boy seemed to hang around the one with the brown eyes more. "What were your names again?" he asked once they were outside the classroom.
"I'm Sara Abell. I am a Junior class representative. This is my boyfriend Matthew Gunderson and my best friend Karen Bassi," Sara said in her singsong voice. "Stop it Matt," she said when Matthew rubbed his hand over her butt. "I'm supposed to tell you about all the rules of the school"
"And we're supposed to show you around the school," Karen added. "I think we'll give you the VIP tour instead of the tour that the adults would have us give you. May I have your schedule please"
"If you're supposed to give me a tour and explain the rules to me, then why don't you?" Immanuel asked in a monotone as he pulled the paper out.
The three stared at him with confused looks. "Yes well… You see, nobody really cares about the tour or the rules. Those you can learn as you go"
"Won't you get into trouble by your superior or something?" Immanuel asked.
Karen couldn't help but laugh. "You're funny Im." At his growl she decided a nickname for the kid was out of the question. "Okay, you know where your first period is at since we just came from there. Hey Matt, look at this," she said, turning to the boy.
"Wow! You must be a genius or something! All K classes, Spanish six, and calculus? Dang! And all in your Junior year?" Matt asked him with wide eyes. "I'm only in pre-cal this year, and right across the hall from you it looks like. Here's your class," he said pointing to a door with one hand and using the other to rub Sara's butt again, receiving a slap across the face. Pointing across the hallway, he continued, "And this is my class. I can get you from English to Math if you'd like." Immanuel nodded.
"And you have athletics with me for third," Sara said before heading toward the gyms. "Don't be surprised to see me lifting weights with you guys. I was never a fan of volleyball or stuff like that. Coach Fisher, your teacher, is an awesome coach"
"Stay away from Hammond and Kirk though. They may be girl coaches, but they're evil to everyone the same," Matt warned.
"Fourth
is Spanish VI. I don' t think we know anyone who is that high up," Sara
mused aloud. "I wonder if maybe Kris has a friend"
"Yes you do,"
Karen said, suddenly very cold and icy. "Little Miss Perfect has
Spanish VI fourth period. And there's only one Spanish V, VI, and VII
teacher so they must have the same class." She went silent, waiting for
her friends to say the person's name for her. When they said nothing,
she shouted, "Kimberly Anderson"
"Are you serious?" Sara asked.
"Who is this Kimberly person?" Immanuel asked.
"Kimberly Anderson is the most stuck up-" Sara began.
"-snob-" Karen added.
"-whore-" Matt continued.
"-bitch"
"-teacher's pet"
"-ungrateful"
"-conniving"
"-person there is," Matt finished. "She's real popular, head of the cheerleading squad, and oh-so-perfect at everything she does"
"And if you say I look like her, I will personally ram your face into every locker I can find," Karen threatened. "I can't stand her! Urg! What's your fifth period?" she asked quickly.
"Chemistry K," Matt answered for him. They began walking again, with Matt's hand on Sara's butt. Again.
"I have Chemistry L fifth so I can help you from lunch if you'd like," Karen offered, no longer upset from their Kimberly discussion, while Matt got slapped again. "You have fourth lunch which means you eat last. Don't worry; so do we. You can chill with us. We'll introduce you to Seth, Rachel, and Kristen at lunch"
"Don't touch me again Matthew," Sara warned her boyfriend. "And Karen, don't forget Kris," Sara teased.
Karen groaned. "Trust me. I've tried," Karen answered.Matt leaned over to Immanuel to explain. "Kris thinks he's fallen in love with Karen, but she won't go out with him for some reason," he whispered.
"It's because he's too full of himself," Karen answered. "Last week he was telling all his little friends that I was his girl. I never agreed to any such thing! Here's your chem. class Immanuel. You've been lucky so far: all your classes have been on the first floor of the school. However, US History is on the second. We all have USH K last period. Oh wait! Who's his teacher Sara?" she asked as they climbed the stairs.
"Lopez… B! Alright!" Sara said.
"You've got our teacher Immanuel," Matt said. "You'll be in our class. You'll love Mr. Lopez. He kicks major butt. You'll have to wait to meet him though. Dawson will have our hides if we don't get to class. Let's go." The four ran back downstairs and towards their English classroom as the bell rang. And right into a girl with black hair. 'She looks like Karen. Wait, that mean's she's-' Immanuel thought to himself, but was cut off by the girl's voice.
"Well well well. If it isn't Kristen's little friends," Kimberly began. "I never did understand why my sister would choose such people to hang out with"
"Because they're real friends Kim!" Kristen said as she joined the group for their daily battle with her sister. She had brown hair, and looked almost nothing like Kimberly. "We have to go now; you wouldn't want to be late for cheerleading practice now would you?" Kristen pushed her friends and Immanuel toward their first period. "I swear! One of these days… Oh! Hello. My name is Kristen Anderson. What's yours?" she asked, stretching her hand toward Immanuel.
"My name is Immanuel Bazan," he began in monotone. "My brother, my brother's friend, and I just moved from Santiago, Chile. I've lived there all my life. My brother is my legal guardian"
Kristen just stared at him. "Do you always talk like that? There's this thing called emotion. You might want to try using some," Kristen teased.
"Feh!" Immanuel answered and then looked around scared, like someone was following him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude to you Kristen Anderson." He turned swiftly and began walking back to his English class. When it came into view, Immanuel stopped, froze, and tensed. Sara and Matt ran into him.
"Hey! What's wrong Immanuel?" Matt asked. He looked at the classroom to see… Immanuel! Well, not really. This guy was a bit taller, but he had the same weird, silver hair their new friend had. "Who is that? You have a twin or something"
"Don't be silly," some guy said. The group looked from Immanuel to the guy from the door who was now standing right in front of them. "He has no twin. Are you okay? Is something wrong"
"He's fine man," Matt answered for Immanuel. "But Mrs. Burke won't be if you're late to her class. Let's go man." He grabbed Immanuel's arm and started to walk away. Immanuel jerked back and faced the strange guy again.
"I am fine Sam. These are some new friends of mine. This is Sara Abell, Kristen Anderson, Karen Bassi, and Matthew Gunderson," he said, pointing to each person as he said their name. "I need to get to my calculus class. May I?" he asked.
"Wait. Sam? Oh! Your brother Samuel!" Karen said, extending her hand. "Nice to meet you Sam. I think your brother will fit in perfectly here." Sam growled when she said his real name, and when she said 'brother'. He didn't move to shake her hand. Suddenly, she saw just how different the pair was. Besides the height, Sam's eyes were dark. Immanuel's were almost gold. Both of them had silver hair, but Sam's was a dull silver while Immanuel's was a shiny, metallic color. Sam had a weird scar on his forehead in the shape of a crescent moon or something. The warning bell rang, making everyone except Sam and Immanuel jump.
"I have to go Sam," Immanuel pleaded.
"Half-brother," Sam corrected. "You," he said, pointing to Sara, "say 'sit"
"Not now Sam, please? I'll bring them by after school, but not now." Immanuel looked genuinely scared for the second time that day.
"Silence. Sara, say 'sit"
"Sit?" Sara said softly. Sam looked at Immanuel and shook his head.
"Karen, you try," Sam instructed.
"Sit," Karen said. Immanuel dropped to one knee, and clutched the beaded necklace he wore around his neck. After a few seconds he stood slowly, panting.
"Are you happy now Sam? You found her," Immanuel spat, finally using some emotion when he spoke. Thus rewarding himself a slap upside the head from Sam.
"Yes, I am happy. Bring her by after school. Karen, do not say that word if Immanuel is at school, okay? I will see the two of you after school. Get to class." With that said, Sam turned and stalked to the nearest exit. Matt and Karen ran into their first period and grabbed everyone's stuff.
Kristen ran in the opposite direction to the gyms for her PE class while the rest ran toward the math hallway. As they ran, Karen and Matt gave everyone their stuff. The two girls took a sudden right and dashed toward the band hall for their second period. It looked like everyone was going to make it on time. Matt showed Immanuel his second period again before walking into his own class across the hall. Calculus was boring. It started with the same speech Immanuel had given in English.