(A/N: WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Chappie two! I don't mind the lack of reviews, so I'm plowin' forward! Enjoy!)
After freeing the seven men from the dry well, she went into the house, now completely ignoring the Shichinintai. She took the tanto out of it's concealed sheath and removed the naginata and placed them both on a rack that already held a katana and wakizashi. Sai's, shuriken, tonfa, yari, nunchaku's, bokken's, kama's, Wing Chun butterfly knives, Ninja swords, kusari-gama, mitsu buki, tsukabo, sodegarami, sasumata, jutte, shuko, caltrops, and various other weapons, hung on and were leaning against, the walls. She loosed the ribbon and let her pinky-redhair fall to it's true length, grazing the back of her tailbone; she shook he fingers through it, "Ahh…better already…" Ayane sighed in relief. She slid out of her yukata and into a black long-sleeved, turtle-neck, midrift revealing top, she slid a fingerless glove made of thick leather on her left hand. She tugged on a pair of green camouflage print pants that clung to her legs in all the right places. She pulled on a pair of white socks, slipped on a pair of black combat boots quickly tied the laces. She grabbed a her messenger bag off the floor and slung it over her shoulder.
She had done all this with all this with her door WIDE OPEN! Why? A) Because she shameless? B) Because she used to living alone? C) Because she forgot they were there? Or D) B&C? If you chose D, then CONGRATULATIONS! YOU'RE A GENIUS! Ayane walked out of her room and past the gaping men. She let her gaze linger on Ginkotsu for a moment before she walked over to him and shut his jaw (which was hanging open in a most unbecoming fashion) with a sharp CLANG! Smiling brightly, she said, "I'm heading out! I have some business to attend to. You can either wait here or go back to the past. I really don't care which. Later dudes!" and with an offhanded wave over the shoulder, she walked out the door, leaving the Shichinintai standing there with looks of total disbelief on their faces.
After about an hour, it finally sunk in that she had left. "Wuh-WHAT ARE WE STANDING AROUND HERE FOR? I'M GONNA MAKE THAT PIECE OF FILTH PAY FOR DESTROYING JAOKOTSUTOU!" Jakotsu roared. "That woman made a FOOL of us in that village, Oo-aniki." Renkotsu snarled. "Agreed. Hope your as fired up as I am boys, cause we're gonna have ourselves a one woman slaughter." Bankotsu growled, leaping onto Ginkotsu. "GESH!" he clanked enthusiastically. "Alright! Time for the blood bath!" Suikotsu crowed as they tore along, not even bothering to take in the scenery. "Hey! Renkotsu!" Bankotsu yelled after awhile, "How d'we know where'da go?" "Take a look around!" Renkotsu called back, over the knocking of Ginkotsu's wheels and gears. Looking around them, they saw lots of boys and girls around Ayane's age walking in the direction they were traveling. "I figure, since they all seem to be traveling this way, that this is the way to g-hold on Ginkotsu!" Renkotsu suddenly shouted, bringing them to a lurching halt, "They're all converging at that building. That's the place to go." Ginkotsu drove them around to the back of the school and after receiving orders to wait there, the rest of the Shichinintai were off.
They leapt up the side of the building, looking quickly into each of the windows until they heard Jakotsu's joyful shriek of, "I'VE FOUND HER!" They swiftly congregated at Jakotsu's window and peered inside. There were rows and rows of boys and girls, all in uniformly matched outfits like soldiers, except for a lone individual in the back row, Ayane. She looked unbelievably bored, head on her knuckles, leaning back in her desk, her eyes partially closed. The man at the front of the room, also not in uniform, was calling out surnames. "Matsumoto?" "Here." called a boy. "Morioka?" "Here." chimed another, a rather dull note in his voice. "Murakami?" "Yo…" said a girl, flipping a page in a magazine, raising her hand slightly. "Nakamura?" "Mm…" Ayane mumbled listlessly, not even moving from her current position. The man continued, then finished with attendance, changed subjects. "Now then class!" he began brightly, "Today we're going to begin our unit on the Meiji Revolu--" "RM-HRMM!" Ayane cleared her throat loudly, swiping her thumb over her jugular suggestively. "Eh-hehe! Or I-I guess we could--" "RMM-HRMM-HRM!" Ayane cleared her throat again, louder this time, this time making a slow, indicative, slitting motion over her throat. "CLASS DISMISSED!" the man squeaked in a very high voice before tearing out of the room. There was a two second period of silence before every teenager in the room started wooping with joy. Standing up, Ayane took a small notebook out of her pocket and the Shichinintai watched as she crossed something off.
Smirking happily, she walk out of the room. Following her by way of the windows they found they could follow her no more when she turned left into a room marked, Tachibana-san, Principal. After less than three minutes a voice from nowhere emanated through the grounds, frightening the undead men so badly it nearly knocked them off their perch. "Attention all Students and Staff! This is Principal Tachibana speaking. Effective IMMEDIATELY, Summer vacation is in effect. See you in September. That is all." There was a long, unearthly silence…followed by a low rumble then a thunderous roar. A tsunami of teenagers cascaded out of the large double doors, and windows of the lower levels. "WOO-HOO!" "AH-YEAH!" "SCHOOOOOOOOOOOOLSSSS! OUT! FOR! THE SUMMER! SCHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLSSSSSS! OUT! FOR! EVER!" They shot out in all different directions, singing and whooping and shrieking with happiness, some on foot, some on strange, two-wheeled contraptions on which two could sit comfortably, some in four-wheel that seated five. After the last of the tidal wave of bodies died away, Ayane sauntered out of the building, singing quietly to herself, "Who rocks the house? Ah, yee-ah! I rock the house! And when I rock the house, you get out three months early!" She burst out laughing and pulled out the notebook again, crossing one more thing off.
Ayane walked along the main drag. She was quite aware that the Shichinintai were following her. "Heh! Alrighty then! They wanna show, I'll give'm a show." She turned into a costume store, and walked over to a group of very beefy, very scary lookin' bikers. "Yo dudes! Can ya help a girl out?" she asked. Smiling in a way that truly didn't suit their image, they nodded and asked what they could do. Ayane pointed to a costume rack that held a large grouping of a particular costume and told them what she wanted to do and they agreed.
The Shichinintai had just managed to relocate Ayane and could not believe what they were seeing: Ayane, and a group of men that made Kyoukotsu look short, were dancing around…in LOBSTER COSTUMES! They had the happiest looks on their faces as they clicked their pincers. Ayane went over to the back wall, still dancing, and pulled a white thing off the wall. It appeared as though she was talking in it, then she hung it back up. She disappeared from their line of sight for a moment, then reappeared, dressed in a white leotard covered with sequins, knee high boots (also smattered with sequins) and a baton in her hand. They heard music coming from behind them that gradually got louder.
A marching band, dressed up as fruit, came up behind them, playing "We're Not Gonna Take It." By Twisted Sister. Ayane leading them, and the lobster men, down the street; a bullhorn had mysteriously made it's way to her hand and she was crying, "ATTENTION! THIS HAS OFFICAILLY BEEN DECLARED LIBERATION DAY! IF YOUR GAY, FLAUNT IT! FLAME IT UP, BABY! IF YOUR WEIRD, BREAK OUT THE SHAVING CREAM AND THE MONKEY CAUSE THE PICKLE PEOPLE HAVE LANDED! IF YOUR GOTH, TURN UP YOUR SALIVA CD'S TILL THE SPEAKERS BLOW!" People came streaming into the street, joining the parade. "EVERYONE! PICK A SONG! SING IT AS LOUD AS YOU CAN! LET IT RING IN THE STREETS! LET IT SHATTER EARDRUMS!" she crowed; by this time, the Shichinintai were being towed along by several Gays, Goths and Otaku's. "I KNOW A SONG THAT GET'S ON EVERY BODY'S NERVES!" "IT'S RAININ' MEN! HALLELUJAH! IT'S RAININ' MEN!" "NOW THAT WERE HERE! SO FAR AWAY!" The Shichinintai were totally bewildered. "EVERYBODY! SING WITH ME! HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY! HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY! HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY! HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY! HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY! HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY! HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY JOY!" Bankotsu had been dragged off by a horde of cheerleaders, Suikotsu was being mosh pitted by a flock of jocks, Renkotsu had been mobbed by a band of (LE GASP!) COMPUTER GEEKS! Jakotsu was bombarded by a gang of gays and was having the time of his life and Ginkotsu was thoroughly enjoying him self with a gaggle of grease monkeys. Needless to say they were all too preoccupied to noticed when Ayane passed off the bullhorn and escaped, laughing so hard she thought her chest would cave in.
(A/N: Yup! She's evil! Givin' the Ol' Band o' Seven a run fer their money! What she do to them next? Here's a hint! There's "double" the trouble in Chapter 3! HEE HEE! Please R&R! Flames Accepted!)