AN: Hello…and thanks for reviewing! Um…to answer some questions…yes, Misao is going to be in this ^-^, along with Megumi, Kaoru…and small appearances from Saitou, Hiko, and Dr. Gensai when I can make the effort. About my other story (When You Can't Face the Present) no, it's not over just yet. Muahaha! Anyhow, I hope this story does better than the other…just don't for get to review!!!
"BACK OFF, I'LL TAKE YOU ON! HEADSTRONG, I'LL TAKE ON ANYONE! I KNOW THAT YOU ARE WRONG AND THIS IS NOT WHERE YOU BELONNNNG!" Misao sang along to her blaring radio, while jumping up and down on her bed. Being a happy, carefree girl, she loved the feeling of freedom. To her, jumping up and down on a bed while turning up the volume to the radio as loud as she could was the best freedom she'd ever had. Misao had been overjoyed when her parents let her board at Eldewater High School, where she could pursue her musical dreams…
"BACK OFF, I'LL TAKE YOU- Hey!" Misao stopped jumping, and turned to face her irritated roommate, Kaoru. "What did you turn it off for?"
"I can't study!" Kaoru exclaimed. "And besides, we've got that Home Ec. class to go to!"
So much for freedom…
Kaoru and Misao grabbed their book bags and headed out the door, taking a shortcut through the courtyard to get to the 300 building. They found their classroom rather quickly, and Misao was glad Kaoru had this class with her. Though she thought of herself as friendly and outgoing, she did get a little nervous when starting new classes. The two of them sat in the middle, since Kaoru wanted to sit up front, and Misao wanted to sit in the back. A perfect compromise. Because Kaoru was such a perfectionist, they had arrived early, and Misao entertained herself by watching the other students come in.
"Oooh! Lookie! He's cute! Mmm…she looks kinda bitchy, don't ya think? Must be a cheerleader.." Misao chattered endlessly to Kaoru, who hardly paid attention. Suddenly, a red-haired boy trudged into the class, followed by two others. One was tall with dark hair, and the other was short and had obviously dyed his hair aqua. The taller ones were dressed in black, while the shorter was wearing baggy jeans, and an AFI shirt.
"Eww, gross! Is that one guy wearing lipstick?" Kaoru asked.
"Black lipstick." Misao confirmed.
"Isn't that…like…cross dressing somehow?"
"Nope. It's a Goth thing." Misao explained, doodling on her notebook. The bell rang, and the teacher stood up from her seat, smirking.
"Good afternoon, class. You may call me Miss Megumi since teaching home Economics doesn't require much skill.." she sniffed, clearly insulted that she had this job. "First off, I am going to pair you up. In class, you will study the chapters in the units pertaining to marriage, and maintaining budgets and the like."
There were groans from the class. Megumi only smiled more.
"Yes, I want to torture my students, so I am pairing you up as spouses. The assignment is to pretend as if you were out in the real world today. I will assign you jobs in your desired field, and will assign your situations. For example: whether or not you have children, so forth and so on. You will pay taxes and bills, and I want you to understand how to make a budget." Miss Megumi finished, looking very evil and pleased with herself.
"Himura, Kenshin!" She snapped.
"Present." He replied.
"Kamiya, Kaoru!"
"Here." Kaoru smiled.
"You two are paired together."
"What?" Kaoru's lip quivered; she looked like she was on the verge of crying. Misao turned around to see who Kenshin was. She suppressed a giggle when she realized it was the red-haired Goth boy that Kaoru had been shocked by. Misao turned back to tease Kaoru, but when she saw the look on her friend's face, she realized just how deathly scared of him Kaoru was.
"Hey, it's okay. Seriously, I've known a few guys like him that are really nice.." Misao put a hand on Kaoru's shoulder, stopping the poor girl from shaking.
"Shinomori, Aoshi."
"Hm."
Misao turned to see who Aoshi was, and gasped. He was soooo hot. Dark black hair, quite a few silver earrings, and all black clothes. His eyes were red, so she assumed he was wearing some of those freaky Halloween contact lenses. She wondered what his real eye color was…
"You and Aikane are paired up."
What? Her dream guy got paired up with someone else? Just her luck…
"Makimachi, Misao."
"Here!" She smiled, waving her hand around.
"Seta, Soujiro."
"Present, Miss Megumi."
"You two are together."
Misao turned around to get a look at her partner. It was the aqua-haired boy, and she rolled her eyes. Soujiro only smiled, and extended his hand in greeting.
"Pleased to meet you, my darling new wife."
"Yeah, same to you Hun." Misao replied. The two shook hands. "My friend Kaoru is paired up with your friend Kenshin."
"Lucky her. He's a nice guy."
"Unfortunately, she's a bit…scared stiff. Because of his appearance." Misao said, giving him an apologetic look.
"Oh, well, I completely understand!" Soujiro smiled again, running his fingers through his hair. "Everyone's like that at first. Black has always been feared in many cultures because it usually represents a negative force. Kenshin is representing negativity, yes, but he's just trying to make the expression that he thinks the world is fucked up. He's a nice guy no matter what he's wearing, though."
"Jeez, you sound smart. You study cultures and stuff like that?"
"Only ones of particular interest."
"Class, I would like you to come up to my desk in your pairs so that I may assess your situations." Miss Megumi opened up her laptop computer and put on a pair of glasses. Misao and Soujiro got in line behind a shaking Kaoru and a silent Kenshin.
"Sooo…" Misao smiled, trying to break the ice and make Kaoru a little more comfortable, "What field do you want to work in, Kenshin?"
"I'd like to do some writing. But if I want to be smart and support my family I should do something else, don't you think?" He asked, giving a pointed look at Kaoru.
"If you think so." Kaoru stammered.
"Oh, come on. Don't be submissive…marriage is about working as a team." Kenshin rolled his eyes.
"Oh…well…I think it's important that a person pursues their dreams. So you can go into writing if you want. I'm going to try and get a job in teaching."
"See? Now that we know what each of us wants to do. And I think it should work out if we keep a low budget." Kenshin smiled. Kaoru was eased a little, but something about a guy wearing black lipstick still unnerved her.
Kaoru and Kenshin finished talking to Miss Megumi, and it was Misao's turn with Soujiro. Megumi looked up at them, hands ready to type at her laptop.
"I'd like to work in the field of music." Soujiro nodded. "I play classical guitar here at school, but I can work with many styles."
"Classical guitar? Cool! Oh..um…I'd like to try for a job in the musical field as well. I play violin and I take voice lessons."
"Very well." Miss Megumi sighed, finishing up her typing. "You may go now."
The two walked back to their seats. Before the bell rang, Miss Megumi announced that their results would be ready next class. Misao gave Soujiro a smile and a wave, then she and Kaoru left for their Creative Writing class.
***
"Shinomori! You're taking an extra five laps today!" Hiko barked.
"Why?" Aoshi demanded.
"I don't think you'd like for me to reveal that reason with the class." Hiko sneered. Aoshi glared, knowing this had to do with his outburst over the onion rings at the Kickin Chicken. Aoshi immediately stepped up to the starting line of the track, and waited for Hiko's command.
"Go!"
Aoshi liked running, anyway. He was leaving everything far, far behind him. The air felt great against his skin, and pushed his hair back.
Everything was so small.
All his problems were vanishing…
Until he came to a stop. His journey had been a circle, ending where it had begun. Everything was still here. Aoshi shook his head…he normally didn't have daydreams like that. Usually he was calm and focused, but today….he had tasted a bit of freedom.
A false freedom.
For the rest of class he began thinking about everything that he could remember. His first memory was probably when he was about 2-3 years old when he was spanked and told to stay in the corner for knocking over a vase of his Mother's. It was a normal crime, for a normal punishment. But then the crimes had become more and more obscure, and the punishments more frequent. By the time he was five he expected being slapped or hit upon coming home from school for no reason. He had thought it was normal, because everything was fine after that…usually..
He remembered his Mother dangling a ribbon over the side of his crib, with paper stars tied to it that she had cut out. She would sing very softly, and he could hardly hear her words. When he grew older and started sleeping in a bed, she had put away her makeshift mobile, but still murmured the song to him. He remembered the night she stopped singing it. Father had come in, yelling the naughty words Aoshi had been spanked for saying the other day, telling Mother to shut up and go to bed. Aoshi guessed he had finally learned that this was not normal family life when he was about 8 and watched a documentary on abuse. So that was it…his family was abusive. He remembered going to bed early that night, crying into his pillow. His family was not normal…he was not normal…and nothing was going right anymore…
Aoshi snapped to attention when the bell rang. A quick trip to the locker room, and he was out walking back to his dorm. It was getting ready to rain, and the mimosa trees in the courtyard gently swayed back and forth. His thoughts returned to the more recent years. Aoshi could hardly stand to be living in his home anymore, and had he readily applied to board at Eldewater High only two years ago. There was no fight over it, as his father was ready to be rid of him. Aoshi worried about his mother, but just couldn't stick around for her anymore. Perhaps if he was away Father would be nicer to her.
Aoshi stopped, dropping his book bag to the ground. This was the closest place to freedom he had ever known, and yet, something still felt wrong..
So much for freedom.
Yep yep...not as humorous this time, but I have to live up to the title sometime (Too Complicated for Words) and....HEY! *blocks exit* Review or feel my wrath! ^-^
"BACK OFF, I'LL TAKE YOU ON! HEADSTRONG, I'LL TAKE ON ANYONE! I KNOW THAT YOU ARE WRONG AND THIS IS NOT WHERE YOU BELONNNNG!" Misao sang along to her blaring radio, while jumping up and down on her bed. Being a happy, carefree girl, she loved the feeling of freedom. To her, jumping up and down on a bed while turning up the volume to the radio as loud as she could was the best freedom she'd ever had. Misao had been overjoyed when her parents let her board at Eldewater High School, where she could pursue her musical dreams…
"BACK OFF, I'LL TAKE YOU- Hey!" Misao stopped jumping, and turned to face her irritated roommate, Kaoru. "What did you turn it off for?"
"I can't study!" Kaoru exclaimed. "And besides, we've got that Home Ec. class to go to!"
So much for freedom…
Kaoru and Misao grabbed their book bags and headed out the door, taking a shortcut through the courtyard to get to the 300 building. They found their classroom rather quickly, and Misao was glad Kaoru had this class with her. Though she thought of herself as friendly and outgoing, she did get a little nervous when starting new classes. The two of them sat in the middle, since Kaoru wanted to sit up front, and Misao wanted to sit in the back. A perfect compromise. Because Kaoru was such a perfectionist, they had arrived early, and Misao entertained herself by watching the other students come in.
"Oooh! Lookie! He's cute! Mmm…she looks kinda bitchy, don't ya think? Must be a cheerleader.." Misao chattered endlessly to Kaoru, who hardly paid attention. Suddenly, a red-haired boy trudged into the class, followed by two others. One was tall with dark hair, and the other was short and had obviously dyed his hair aqua. The taller ones were dressed in black, while the shorter was wearing baggy jeans, and an AFI shirt.
"Eww, gross! Is that one guy wearing lipstick?" Kaoru asked.
"Black lipstick." Misao confirmed.
"Isn't that…like…cross dressing somehow?"
"Nope. It's a Goth thing." Misao explained, doodling on her notebook. The bell rang, and the teacher stood up from her seat, smirking.
"Good afternoon, class. You may call me Miss Megumi since teaching home Economics doesn't require much skill.." she sniffed, clearly insulted that she had this job. "First off, I am going to pair you up. In class, you will study the chapters in the units pertaining to marriage, and maintaining budgets and the like."
There were groans from the class. Megumi only smiled more.
"Yes, I want to torture my students, so I am pairing you up as spouses. The assignment is to pretend as if you were out in the real world today. I will assign you jobs in your desired field, and will assign your situations. For example: whether or not you have children, so forth and so on. You will pay taxes and bills, and I want you to understand how to make a budget." Miss Megumi finished, looking very evil and pleased with herself.
"Himura, Kenshin!" She snapped.
"Present." He replied.
"Kamiya, Kaoru!"
"Here." Kaoru smiled.
"You two are paired together."
"What?" Kaoru's lip quivered; she looked like she was on the verge of crying. Misao turned around to see who Kenshin was. She suppressed a giggle when she realized it was the red-haired Goth boy that Kaoru had been shocked by. Misao turned back to tease Kaoru, but when she saw the look on her friend's face, she realized just how deathly scared of him Kaoru was.
"Hey, it's okay. Seriously, I've known a few guys like him that are really nice.." Misao put a hand on Kaoru's shoulder, stopping the poor girl from shaking.
"Shinomori, Aoshi."
"Hm."
Misao turned to see who Aoshi was, and gasped. He was soooo hot. Dark black hair, quite a few silver earrings, and all black clothes. His eyes were red, so she assumed he was wearing some of those freaky Halloween contact lenses. She wondered what his real eye color was…
"You and Aikane are paired up."
What? Her dream guy got paired up with someone else? Just her luck…
"Makimachi, Misao."
"Here!" She smiled, waving her hand around.
"Seta, Soujiro."
"Present, Miss Megumi."
"You two are together."
Misao turned around to get a look at her partner. It was the aqua-haired boy, and she rolled her eyes. Soujiro only smiled, and extended his hand in greeting.
"Pleased to meet you, my darling new wife."
"Yeah, same to you Hun." Misao replied. The two shook hands. "My friend Kaoru is paired up with your friend Kenshin."
"Lucky her. He's a nice guy."
"Unfortunately, she's a bit…scared stiff. Because of his appearance." Misao said, giving him an apologetic look.
"Oh, well, I completely understand!" Soujiro smiled again, running his fingers through his hair. "Everyone's like that at first. Black has always been feared in many cultures because it usually represents a negative force. Kenshin is representing negativity, yes, but he's just trying to make the expression that he thinks the world is fucked up. He's a nice guy no matter what he's wearing, though."
"Jeez, you sound smart. You study cultures and stuff like that?"
"Only ones of particular interest."
"Class, I would like you to come up to my desk in your pairs so that I may assess your situations." Miss Megumi opened up her laptop computer and put on a pair of glasses. Misao and Soujiro got in line behind a shaking Kaoru and a silent Kenshin.
"Sooo…" Misao smiled, trying to break the ice and make Kaoru a little more comfortable, "What field do you want to work in, Kenshin?"
"I'd like to do some writing. But if I want to be smart and support my family I should do something else, don't you think?" He asked, giving a pointed look at Kaoru.
"If you think so." Kaoru stammered.
"Oh, come on. Don't be submissive…marriage is about working as a team." Kenshin rolled his eyes.
"Oh…well…I think it's important that a person pursues their dreams. So you can go into writing if you want. I'm going to try and get a job in teaching."
"See? Now that we know what each of us wants to do. And I think it should work out if we keep a low budget." Kenshin smiled. Kaoru was eased a little, but something about a guy wearing black lipstick still unnerved her.
Kaoru and Kenshin finished talking to Miss Megumi, and it was Misao's turn with Soujiro. Megumi looked up at them, hands ready to type at her laptop.
"I'd like to work in the field of music." Soujiro nodded. "I play classical guitar here at school, but I can work with many styles."
"Classical guitar? Cool! Oh..um…I'd like to try for a job in the musical field as well. I play violin and I take voice lessons."
"Very well." Miss Megumi sighed, finishing up her typing. "You may go now."
The two walked back to their seats. Before the bell rang, Miss Megumi announced that their results would be ready next class. Misao gave Soujiro a smile and a wave, then she and Kaoru left for their Creative Writing class.
***
"Shinomori! You're taking an extra five laps today!" Hiko barked.
"Why?" Aoshi demanded.
"I don't think you'd like for me to reveal that reason with the class." Hiko sneered. Aoshi glared, knowing this had to do with his outburst over the onion rings at the Kickin Chicken. Aoshi immediately stepped up to the starting line of the track, and waited for Hiko's command.
"Go!"
Aoshi liked running, anyway. He was leaving everything far, far behind him. The air felt great against his skin, and pushed his hair back.
Everything was so small.
All his problems were vanishing…
Until he came to a stop. His journey had been a circle, ending where it had begun. Everything was still here. Aoshi shook his head…he normally didn't have daydreams like that. Usually he was calm and focused, but today….he had tasted a bit of freedom.
A false freedom.
For the rest of class he began thinking about everything that he could remember. His first memory was probably when he was about 2-3 years old when he was spanked and told to stay in the corner for knocking over a vase of his Mother's. It was a normal crime, for a normal punishment. But then the crimes had become more and more obscure, and the punishments more frequent. By the time he was five he expected being slapped or hit upon coming home from school for no reason. He had thought it was normal, because everything was fine after that…usually..
He remembered his Mother dangling a ribbon over the side of his crib, with paper stars tied to it that she had cut out. She would sing very softly, and he could hardly hear her words. When he grew older and started sleeping in a bed, she had put away her makeshift mobile, but still murmured the song to him. He remembered the night she stopped singing it. Father had come in, yelling the naughty words Aoshi had been spanked for saying the other day, telling Mother to shut up and go to bed. Aoshi guessed he had finally learned that this was not normal family life when he was about 8 and watched a documentary on abuse. So that was it…his family was abusive. He remembered going to bed early that night, crying into his pillow. His family was not normal…he was not normal…and nothing was going right anymore…
Aoshi snapped to attention when the bell rang. A quick trip to the locker room, and he was out walking back to his dorm. It was getting ready to rain, and the mimosa trees in the courtyard gently swayed back and forth. His thoughts returned to the more recent years. Aoshi could hardly stand to be living in his home anymore, and had he readily applied to board at Eldewater High only two years ago. There was no fight over it, as his father was ready to be rid of him. Aoshi worried about his mother, but just couldn't stick around for her anymore. Perhaps if he was away Father would be nicer to her.
Aoshi stopped, dropping his book bag to the ground. This was the closest place to freedom he had ever known, and yet, something still felt wrong..
So much for freedom.
Yep yep...not as humorous this time, but I have to live up to the title sometime (Too Complicated for Words) and....HEY! *blocks exit* Review or feel my wrath! ^-^