So here we are in the real world, trying to find something more useful to do. Oh well, here's the next chapter. Hope it's to everyone's liking.
Disclaimers: I own this. Or as much of this as I can own. Yay.
Ratings/Warnings: The usual? Oh yeah…
Pairings: Dunno. You tell me.
Other: Uh… stuff. Trying to get this to make sense for everyone out there. Or something. I'm not too sure anymore.
Crossover with: Well… guess the Angel/Demon concept came from Pita-ten, so yeah. Other than that… no.
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Extras: Character Profiles #3 (Chapter Three)
28. Name: Tina (?) Age: 17 Distinctive features: short black hair, dark eyes Magic: unidentified
Brief Bio: One of the two girls who ends up hanging around Taro. Reasons unknown. Oh, and she can be pretty violent when she wants to.
29. Name: Klarth (?) Age: 17 Distinctive features? Magic: unidentified
Brief Bio: Some guy who hangs around Taro.
30. Name: Takeru (?) Age: 17 Distinctive features? Magic: unidentified
Brief Bio: Ditto
31. Name: Beth (?) Age: 17 Distinctive features? Magic: unidentified
Bio: The last girl to hang around the 'loser squad' (despite being far from it) and best friend of Tina. The only person who can calm the other girl down. That's what friends are for, right?
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If there was one way to deal with the situation, what would you do? Would you act the hero and do what you THOUGHT was heroic? Or could you take another path that would allow you to run away and hide forever?
What choices in life do you have?
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History Lesson #9
Other Worlds: General Topic
Do you believe in the supernatural? Do you believe in magic? Do you believe that there is indeed another world connected to this one and it's just a matter of time before it is made public?
Yet there is so much not known and that fact remains the branch of the greatest power of all. That is, acknowledging the truth instantly dubbed the person as a mental patient and that was all.
One world. Many worlds. Which one sounds right?
But there is truly more than one world in this existence, yet no one can face the fact that this is indeed true. Almost as true as our own existence on earth.
Magic and other beings live off this knowledge, and it is that that some people can come to terms about this… difference. The worlds are actually connected through thin lines and barriers, which are forms of transport for those who know how to use them and want to travel elsewhere.
The people on earth have come to accept these strange terms, but they refuse to accept that they aren't the only worlds known. They fear the forms of 'transport' – the barriers – and that's what makes them a lower class than the rest. They're just too scared.
And yet, it is because of the other worlds that we are where we are, and that is how different races come into play, and that is how the world rotates in this life and that abnormalities will one day be accepted.
And that is why they have those schools.
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History Lesson #10
Other Worlds: Demons and Angels
Demons and Angels. Angels and Demons. Heaven and Hell. Life and Death.
Key words in the simple mind of a human. But these beings are no different from the rest of us. It's not like they kill us for simple pleasure, at least, not normally. They live, breathe, eat and love and hate, and that is all that's needed.
The only supposed difference is the fact that their lives are based on past actions and that angels are supposed to do 'good' while demons do 'evil'.
That is very far from the truth.
Wings? Yes, I suppose they do have them. But that's nothing new nowadays. There are different forms and there is little to distinguish the two in the present. They may be portrayed as enemies and the fact that they should not even be on earth, but who is to say now?
They have powers like those with magic.
Why not learn how to control them then?
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Sometimes they think it's for the best. But in the end it usually isn't. Fools will keep dreaming, keep hoping, keep pleading; but they will never reach the end. There is no way out for them.
There is nowhere for them to hide.
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Chapter Four: Living Life through Chaos (in all it's glory)
"Hey you! Redheaded kid! Yeah, I'm talking to you!"
Daisuke turned around, confused: so it was already starting and it had only been a minute since he had walked past the front gates of the school. Mentally he hit himself on the head, not knowing why he attracted so much chaos. Or did it happen to everyone? He had no idea. It always seemed to end up this way and it was only his third day at this building of a place.
Right? He couldn't remember.
Anyway, the redhead had turned to see an indignant/fuming looking Taro panting and trying to look real intimidating, but it wasn't working because he was gasping for breath and leaning against the brick walls for support. He looked like he'd been running, managed to trip a number of times, and probably came close to running into a car or two as well.
"Um…" Daisuke began hesitantly, not knowing on whether he should be running, walking or staying around to see what happened next.
"I… I…" wheezed Taro incoherently, "I… to you… challenge… you… I…"
"?" You could practically see the question marks popping up over the redhead and he could only blink.
Taro was about to open his mouth again to say something, but just then a girl with short black hair stomped up to him, her bag slung over one shoulder. Without a hint of hesitation, she kicked him.
"You're doing it AGAIN!" she shrieked. "You idiot!"
With that, she began to kick him harder, emphasizing what she was trying to say with each hit. "Always. ALWAYS doing stupid stuff like THIS and that's the reason to WHY YOU'RE such a LOSER."
The other teen yelped with exasperation as he tried to roll out of harm's way. That obviously didn't work because the girl continued to kick him – hard – and wouldn't let him get away.
"You don't even deserve to come here!" she ranted, still kicking, "You can't do anything right and you're just… so PATHETIC!"
"Wha-- Tina," a girl with long, plaited blonde-brown hair walked up, a faint trace of amusement on her face as she watched the other girl still kicking Taro into oblivion. "I think you should stop now or he'll end up with broken ribs. Again." She waved a hand.
Tina fumed, but finally stopped kicking the now sniveling teen, "He deserves it. I heard you-know-who beat him again. I mean, what's with that?"
The other girl grinned, "I know. Maybe we should be seeing if we can find someone more useful and enjoyable to hang around with, huh?" With that, she gave Taro one more hard kick in the ribs and then allowed herself to be pushed away by her friend, who laughing nervously at the scene. By then, of course, a pretty hefty crowd had gathered, interested to see what might happen next, but now they were disappointed and they began to drift off.
And that whole time, Daisuke had been standing by the sidelines, completely forgotten.
"Kyuu! Kyuu!"
"I know With. That was weird." He agreed. He was now debating on if he should go up and help Taro to the infirmary or something, or walk off like the rest of them. He wasn't too sure anymore: I mean, yes, he was the same guy who had just tried to pick a fight, and yes, he was the same loser who tried to attack him just last afternoon. But Daisuke was just too kind of a person to just walk off like that, so now he was hovering around, still debating with himself. The decision was so hard for him to decide upon: leave him or not?
What was he to do? His head was already running around in circles now and making him dizzy.
Daisuke was about to come to a conclusion, but ended up getting knocked over by something, or to be accurate, a certain someone called Ryu. Not to mention said teen seemed to be carrying a bagful of bricks so that the other boy couldn't breath anymore.
"Can't… breathe…" the redhead managed to choke out, slowly turning purple in the face. It was only now that Ryu noticed that something was wrong.
"Oh, sorry about that, Daisuke," he grinned as he got up and pulled the other boy up with him, "So, how're you?"
"Besides being challenged by someone in the first few minutes of getting here, I'm fine," Daisuke pointed at Taro, who was still on the ground and whining to himself.
Ryu raised a brow, "Right… Well, we'll just be leaving him on his own, 'cause who wants to get attention that way?" He grabbed Daisuke by the wrist and began to drag him off, "Let's go then!"
With inclined his head in confusion as his master was dragged off into the grounds and then hopped into the redhead's bag, seeing as there was nothing else for him to do. "Kyu…"
As they walked down the path where everyone was currently hanging out, a window was pulled open and a teacher with thick-rimmed glasses poked her head out, looked around, and then pointed an accusing finger at a group of boys banging around.
"You're breaking school rules!" she barked shrilly, "Do that again and I'll be sending you to the principal!"
One of the boys – with dyed purple streaks – looked up, blinked, and bellowed back; "What are we doing wrong, miss?"
"Just stop doing it!"
"We're not doing anything, miss!"
"Oh yes you are!"
Ryu pulled Daisuke away as the argument bounced back and forth. "Sometimes teacher provoke students to fight," he explained simply, as they walked along, "But I think sometimes it's just in their head that every student is doing something against the rules."
"Right…" Daisuke was thoughtful about this. It seemed to explain about why some teachers had snapped, at least. He would have said this out loud, but who knew who would hear it and what would happen next.
Besides, Ryu said it out loud for him.
"It's because of this school that most of our teachers have snapped."
"KINAMORA!" roared a voice inside the building. "OFFICE. NOW."
Grinning, the brunette shrugged, "Ah well. Don't get yourself blown up or something, 'kay? See ya in class."
"Uh… yeah…" The redhead came to the simple conclusion that Ryu was used to it and did this all the time. With a sigh, he turned his attention towards the school grounds and wandered off again.
The usual; people talking, people yelling, some people setting off spells for no reason at all. Slowly Daisuke was getting used to it.
At least, he thought he was getting used to it.
"Hey! Daisuke!" called a voice he recognized as Viki's.
"Yeah?" he turned around as she skidded to a halt, a dust cloud fading off after her and she flicked a stray bang out of the way. "Is something the matter?"
"Oh, I was just thinking. You hang around Ryu a lot, right?"
Well, he had since the time he had come here, and he was only following the other boy around because he was not only forced to, but all the lessons that he'd had for the past days had been exactly the same; so it seemed to be the only way to go for now… unless he wanted to get lost. And didn't she hang around him as well? The logic in the question was… strange…
"Uh… I guess…"
Viki nodded, "I thought so. I mean, why would you hang around a chaos magnet like him on your own free will?"
Again, the logic was lost.
"Anyway, I was just wondering if you actually like hanging around him," she stated, matter-of-factly, "'Cause if you don't, you don't have to be around him. I'll get rid of him for you." The redhead could almost see her magic aura being set to 'destroy'.
He smiled weakly, "Uh, no, that's okay. I mean, he's alright… but wouldn't you know that?"
"Yeah," she sighed, "But you're not the sort of guy who can take all that pressure of being caught in the middle, huh?"
"… Huh?"
Viki grinned and gave him the thumbs-up, "Okay, I think I've got the picture now. Hang around Ryu if you want, but if you don't want him annoying you, just leave it to me." She waved to someone over her shoulder. "See you then!" She ran off in that direction, leaving Daisuke as confused as he had been only moments before.
Not only was the school a death-trap, it was also full of incredibly perplexing students.
He shook his head and checked his wrist-watch. He probably should be going into the school building, but he never knew how dangerous it could be, walking around without your guard up. He was slowly getting used to the atmosphere, but he was sure that there was something here that shouldn't even be there. Not that he could say that out loud without someone thinking of him as a nut and then telling a teacher, who in turn would tell the principal, and the thoughts spiraled downhill from there.
Turning around, Daisuke took about a step forward and then froze. There was a large crowd. An incredibly large crowd. Actually, it was more of one of those stadium numbered crowds.
But besides that one fact, they were all stampeding in his direction; and if he didn't move soon, he wasn't going to be in existence for much longer.
Daisuke sweat dropped at the thought and quickly moved to the side, just as the first wave hit, the large dust cloud following behind them in a sort of frenzy. The crowd was entirely consisted of girls, who were all squealing and screaming something or other and it was beginning to hurt his ears.
Plugging them, the redhead walked off towards the school building just as the first explosion made itself present.
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Mr. Loony looked over the heads of the students, most of them looking incredibly bored and weren't paying attention. He mumbled something about incompetence and stupidity, before turning to the piece of paper that was the roll.
"Chorila."
"Here."
"Evans."
"Heeree." The high-pitched voice trailed off slowly, like a broken radio being turned down. Some people rolled their eyes. The teacher ignored them.
"Inagawa."
Silence.
"Inagawa."
More silence.
"…" mumbled cursing. "Where is Inagawa?"
A hand flew up, "Currently being choked, sir."
Mr. Loony looked over his cast desk and located the student, who really was being choked.
"Don't do that during class and unhand him, Minase."
There was a sigh of disappointment, "Yes, sir."
He nodded and continued with the roll. It was unlikely for a student to be missing, seeing as it was a full classroom, but since it had just be refurnished after the blowing-up incident, they wouldn't be staying for long anyway. As the roll came to an end, more people were leaning over desks and holding whispered conversations, but the teacher didn't seem to notice it.
Or he ignored that as well; same difference.
After reading out some notices (such as no using magic to push peoples heads down the toilet – the usual) and yelling at the odd student because they were being too loud, he left the class for their first lesson.
Daisuke buried himself in one of his – many - textbooks so that he didn't have to notice the chaos around him, and knew to only look up when a teacher entered; they, to say the least, had more controllable auras, so he knew when it was the right time.
If any other student heard that, though, they would have thought him as crazy, so he didn't talk about it. Not even to his parents.
"The magical theory can be based on many obscurities and old wive's tales," read Daisuke slowly, "Whereas most people seem to be unaware that their house lighting on might have been more than just an accident." Okay, that was a… very strange line.
"You know," a voice said above him, "The book is really wrong on the details."
The redhead gave a startled yelp because the voice had been so sudden and he had been so sure that no one had gone over to him to talk. He jerked his head up – which hurt his neck in the process – and noticed that it was Ekaiyu, whose attention was on the book in his hands and she was scowling.
"Uh…" he didn't know what to say.
"The magical theory was actually started by the few mages who knew that what they didn't wasn't some psycho accident," she pointed out coolly, "I studied it last year with Alma, but the teacher doesn't believe us. Most people don't, so we never talk much about it anymore," again, she was scowling at the book like she wanted it to blow up in his hands. She was probably capable of doing it as well, but nothing happened.
"So… if it's wrong, how come they still teach us?" asked Daisuke, curious. Something about what she said seemed so… absurd, if that was the right word to use.
Ekaiyu shrugged, flicking a stray bang out of the way, "They find the truth hard to swallow? Or they don't want to have to face the mob again. Humans against mages isn't pleasant. We might go through that in history again, if the teacher doesn't decide to sugar-coat it again." She opened her mouth again, probably to say something else, but she closed her mouth, shook her head, and then walked back to her desk, where she was instantly mobbed by the green-haired girl and the blue-haired girl. A girl with brown hair hovered in the background, looking vaguely concerned, but they soon returned to their seats as the teacher opened the door.
"Open your Maths book at page 89," she intoned, bored out of her skull, he expected, "And we'll take it from there."
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"You know, I was really dreading this," Algiros was saying conversationally with another boy, "But if it's guys against girls, well, it won't be too hard."
"Don't count on it," Ryu piped, "They have Yashima and Minase, you know. It could get really bloody."
"They don't allow that at school, you know."
"You never know."
Daisuke listened as the boys began to argue among themselves as he pulled on the plain shirt that they had to wear for Physical Education. Whatever they were talking about, he knew at once that it was going to be pain all the way and he honestly hoped that he wouldn't have to be taken home on a stretcher after this. The possibility of that happening though was quite high…
"Come on, Daisuke," Ryu called, grabbing the boy by the wrist and dragging him out. Algiros blinked and rolled his eyes, following behind them.
"Why are you always trying to cause trouble and pain for everyone?" he asked as they joined the rest of the class, which consisted of about twenty students in total. Or everyone else had run off; you never knew.
Their physical education teacher caught sight of Daisuke and beckoned him over, which allowed him an excuse to get away from the boys who went back to arguing and he walked up to her.
"You're Niwa-kun?" she asked kindly, and he nodded. She marked something off and then sighed, "Well, I have to ask you to stay on the sidelines for today, then, Niwa-kun, because this lesson will be like World War Two coming straight out of the textbooks along with magic spells every odd interval." She smiled widely at the look on his face. "I suppose you understand then?"
Daisuke gulped and nodded.
"Okay." She turned her attention to the rest of the class, "Come on, class. We have to get this done before lunch!"
They entered the large gym which looked like it had survived a few good days, but by the time they were beginning, it looked like a bomb had hit them unawares.
Watching on the sidelines was just as bad as actually getting involved in it, the redhead decided as he winced as someone got hit by something and fell, so why were they doing this?
He'd have to ask someone.
It also seemed like most of the boys present were actually provoking the girls into fighting, and they were equally matched, although he noticed that both Satoshi and Ekaiyu were standing by the sidelines, not getting into the midst of trouble.
There was another crash and Daisuke flinched.
That had to hurt.
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By the time class was over most of the class had been sent to the infirmary to stay during morning break and Daisuke was sweat dropping heavily at what he had just witnessed. If every lesson was like that, then he honestly didn't want a part of it.
His mother would agree with him, that was for sure, but he didn't want her marching in to make her demands clear; that would just be an embarrassment.
Lunch seemed to be more peacefully – or was it because all the troublesome students were gone for the time being? – and he wasn't disturbed for the first time, being allowed some breathing space. With was hopping around energetically, as always, and he took another look at his timetable.
ESP.
ESP? As in psychics? Euh… Daisuke blinked and scratched the back of his head, just as the bell rang. Shrugging and deciding that he could ask someone later, the redhead collected With and went off in search of whatever room he was supposed to go to.
When he got there, there were very few students in a confined room and they looked to be ranging from the earliest to the oldest years. This included Dark, Krad and a girl with silver-gray hair.
Had he walked into the wrong classroom?
It seemed that someone had read his thoughts because he received a simple reply close by the door.
"So they suspect you to?"
"Eh?" he spun around and Ekaiyu sighed. "Yashima-san… what are you…"
She pointed at the blackboard for a moment, which read ESP in big black letter, before explaining it simply to the confused redhead: "ESP. It's a magical branch that is never mentioned because it's so powerful, or should I say, dangerous. It uses a strong amount of mental power and they open up the mind, allowing the people to do many things normal mages can't do. That's why they have this special class up.
"If they suspect you, they want you to confess that it's true; and then they destroy the evidence."
Daisuke swallowed, not knowing what to say.
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Hey, look, I actually managed to update. Wow. I mean, I think I rushed it in the end, but I think I get the point across. Vaguely. And I can't remember how many days Daisuke's been there. Tch.
I haven't put much of Dark, Krad or Satoshi, have I? Er… well, the next chapter will be… pretty interesting, once I work out what's going to happen. Chaos all around, that's what I know.
Uh… can't say much else besides me musing over how am I supposed to use all the characters in the story. And will the principal really live up to his insane reputation? Time can only tell…
Reviewer replies:
Hakudoshi-chan: You thought that was surprising? I mean, come on, it's real old. XO Almost like hearing the Sound of Music making a massive comeback… you know, that's not a bad idea…
Luna: Yup. Here's the update. Hope you enjoy.
Salioka: Yeah, I got Shugo from .hack cause I couldn't think of any names! XO I tend to do that a lot, so yeah. And here's the update. Hope you enjoy then, right?
kyo's little koneko: Blowing up things is about the only good thing I can do in this life. I enjoy writing this story so yeah. XD Thanks for the reviews!
Again, no promise when this will be updated. I mean… yeah. I'm putting up a Friday the 13th story kinda thing… but yeah. Strangeness in all its forms. Thanks for reading this! Hope you'll be back for more, okay?