"You know…" Lucy smiled, standing over the ex-commando yet again. "We really should stop meeting like this."
"Damn you, bitch!" He yelled incoherently.
"Say, since we're going to be friends, why don't we trade information?" Lucy suggested as she pulled out a notepad.
"Oh, right…" Bando muttered as he attempted to reach his while trying not to kill himself under the vectors. He wrote down his name and number and swapped with the crimson-haired Diclonus.
Lucy released the militant and smiled. "So, same time next week, Mr… Bando?"
"Sure. Next week I'll defeat you!" They both smiled and went on their way.
At home, Nana and Mariko were engaged in a dreaded battle to the death. They looked into eachother's eyes determined to be the victor. "Having fun, Nana?" Mariko asked with a sinister tone.
Nana studied the situation before making her move. If she made a single mistake, it could be the end. "Do you have any nines?"
"Go fish."
"Sorry to spoil your fun girls." Kurama sat down. "But it's time to study."
"But Papa…" They whined in unison.
"No buts." Kurama said sternly. "You can play when you're done."
"It's been a lot easier now that Kurama's been getting on Mayu and Nana's case for me…" Yuka commented over a cup of tea.
"Doesn't mean I'm going to like him." Lucy spat.
"What did Mr. Kurama do to you?" Yuka asked defensively.
"You mean aside from kidnapping me, subjecting me to various tests, wrapping me up worse than a bondage video, and having a sniper shoot me in the head?" The hornless Diclonus listed.
Yuka felt a sweat drop follow the back of her head. "I guess you have a point…"
Kouta walked in with a smile on his face. "Lucy… I have something for you…" He produced a brown paper package from behind his back. "Here!"
Lucy opened the parcel and stared at the contents. "You really must be joking…" She growled.
"You are high school aged, right?"
"There is no way in hell that you're going to make me wear a school uniform." Lucy said childishly. "There's no possible way that you could even start to bend my will to doing such an embarrassing thing."
The next morning Lucy found herself staring down the gate at the local High School. "I can't believe he made me do this…" She sighed. "At least I don't have to deal with those damned horns." She followed instructions and waited outside to be instructed.
The teacher brought her in quickly. "This is Nyuu Lucy, she'll be attending from now on."
'Uncreative bastard…' Lucy scorned mentally. 'Using that nickname for my alternate personality as my first name…'
"Miss Nyuu, please take your seat." She fought off giving the glare, seriously she did. It's just that she didn't do any suppression beforehand. She quickly looked away before anyone noticed and sat down. A girl shifted her desk a bit away from her.
At the local Junior High School, Nana and Mayu were settling in for another enthralling biology class. "Since you've been complaining about my classes not pertaining to anything important, I've arranged for a speaker on something related to our class." A large man wearing a stone-gray suit walked in with a threatening posture. Nana played with her ribbon with a self-consciously as a boy across the room played with his baseball cap. "Thank you for coming, Mr. Director General."
"It's no problem. I'm always happy to help the populace." He said as Nana and that boy cough a bit. "Today, I'm going to tell you about the new race of highly dangerous beings called Diclonus. The Diclonus are known for using their vectors to infect their victims' bodies and cause their species to survive by limiting humans to giving birth to Diclonus. For that reason, they are being studied." In the boy's and Nana's eyes, one could see the look of fear. In Mayu's eyes, the thought of an Eva setup with Diclonus floating in tanks waving happily.
After all too long, the bell rang to signal the end of school. Whether certain members of the class were too shell-shocked to notice it is another story. "Sc…" Nana stuttered. "Scary…"
Mayu blinked. "How much of that can you do?"
"…I don't know…" Nana squeaked, hardly noticing the boy behind them.
"Miss Kurama?" The boy injected. "Could you please do me the favor of a private conversation?"
Lucy: That's much better... Doesn't this feel better than watching those childish anime?
Lucy: And you'll write more frequently than about that whore that I have the misfortune to share a name with.
"She's not a whore!"
Lucy (2): Who'sss a whore?
"Send help... Someone?"