Demon Pale Darkness: Hi! Sorry for the long wait but I had lost my book that had all my writings in it. :sweatdrop: well any whos I found it so here we go with chapter 3!
Artemis:glares from his spot next to Kerishi: if you want to see the disclaimer just check the previous chapters.
Kerishi:sigh: Be good Arty-chan
Artemis: don't call me that :snaps:
DPD:twitch: Shut up so we can start!
Artemis:pout: hmph
Kerishi: save us…
Chapter 3: Counseling and English Studies
(yah, yah, yah, stupid title so sue me… on second though don't… I have no money)
Saint Bartleby's School for Young Gentlemen
Artemis sat silently in the court yard during his lunch period, a collage text book of modern medicine open in front of him. This was ridiculous, there were so many errors in this book he didn't even see how it could have been published. He just kept reading however, seeing as he had nothing better to do for the time being. His solitude was shattered however when a hyper voice called over to him.
"Konichiwa, Fowl-san! I'm ready for my lesson," was the exclamation from the Japanese boy who bounded over to the table and sitting across from Artemis.
Artemis was astounded. This teen must have split personalities. He acted just like a kid during school but when he was out of the confines of the campus he was an ice cold business man set out to get what he needed to have done. The Asian adolescent was a perfect example of what a criminal mastermind should be like. Kerishi could portray a young adult with no cares in the universe but in reality he was just as hard driving in the business world as Artemis himself.
He could get along with this boy just fine.
Dr. Po's Office
"Good day, Artemis. Today we will talk about your human relationships. I don't mean business dealings either. I mean relationships such as friendships and such," Dr. Po explained looking over the top of his reading glasses at the heir to the Fowl empire. "From what I have gathered around the school from your teachers and piers it seems you prefer not to socialize with anyone preferring to read or work on various things during your free periods. Do you care to explain why?"
"Not in the slightest, good doctor. Because, as much as you like to think of it as such, my personal life is none of your business," Artemis smirked and crossed his legs smoothing over the creases in his pants.
Dr. Po rubbed his temples in exasperation, "that's where you are wrong, dear boy, for psychological growth all studies show you must have some sort of contact with the outside world. However, maybe, human interaction is below you. Is that what you think?"
"Why that is a bold accusation, for all you know I could be having problems with someone and this might be a sensitive subject for my adolescent mind" Artemis suggested enjoying him self immensely. This man new nothing of the way his mind worked and he exploited every inch of that fact to the fullest giving him false trails to follow that just lead him in circles.
"Dear god, Artemis! Cant you for once give me a straight forward answer?" Po asked loosing his patience. Out of all the boys he had to deal with Artemis Fowl was the most infuriating.
"Now, why would I ever do that?" Artemis questioned slyly.
"Get out," Po demanded his last strand of patience snapping, "just get out."
"Oh, gladly, and thank you for your time," the pale Irish boy smirked walking out of the office only to be confronted with a warm smile.
"Hello, Arti-mees" Kerishi smiled.
Artemis blinked confused as to why this boy was waiting for him. Then he remembered; he had promised to go to the library for more studying to improve his English. "It's 'Artemis' Are-te-miss," he corrected emphasizing each syllable.
"Gomen nesai, Artemis" Kerishi apologized saying the name right but with his accent it still sounded kind of weird. He bowed his head to hide his embarrassment.
"Don't worry about it. Now come on I suppose you want me to teach you some more," Artemis waved the apology off beginning to walk towards the library.
Kerishi followed wondering why Artemis was being so civil to him. The last time he checked, Artemis wasn't the most civil of people when it came to teen his age. Not what he was complaining how ever. He rather liked Artemis in every sense of the word.
Artemis himself didn't understand why he was being so nice to the Japanese teenager, but something about him seemed so right that he wanted to be closer. Not that he would ever admit that the Kerishi or himself for that matter. On another note; he was puzzled about how Kerishi had managed to get a hold of The Book. It was sacred to the fairy people and he knew for a fact they didn't just leave them lying around. That however was a discussion he would leave for another day.
They spent hours in the library until it was time for dinner.
Kerishi stood and gave a small bow, "Thank you for helping me," he said in near perfect English. He now understood the basics and could say simple phrases but if he was to get into a deep conversation with someone he would be completely helpless.
"No thanks needed. You made some progress. Small though it may be it was still progress," Artemis gathered up the English text books putting them back on the shelf.
"Um, can you meet me here… later… around mednight?" He asked stumbling over the word 'midnight'.
"Alright and its 'midnight' not 'mednight'," the Irish boy gave a nod.
"Thank you" Kerishi smiled. Oh this would be fun, it would be fun indeed.
DPD: Alright, what da ya think? I tried… Is Artemis in character? Well ill get the next part up Monday maybe depending if I have time. ; R&R! Bye!
