Chapter 6: A New Surprised Beginning

BEEP BEEP!

'hey, wake up, sleepyhead!'

'IM AWAKE!' came the answer through the open window. Deseara and Misha smirked.

'if you don't spend that much time in front of the mirror, maybe we wont be late'

'look who's talking!'

30 seconds later, Miko ran out the front door and into her friend's car.

It had been 3 months since the here girls had come to Kyoto-Jin Secondary. The players still bothered them occasionally, constantly reminding them that one day they will want them, which the girls hardly believed. Max had asked Misha out a month before, which she so happily agreed, the rest of her friends could have sworn they were the school's happiest couple. But Deseara and Miko always had some trouble. Boys would come up to them at least twice a week in between classes and in the cafeteria to ask them to go 'hang out' with them. And at least 1/4 of them went way with little bruises. Not that the two girls didn't like somebody, it was just that the way the boys talked to them, they knew what they wanted, and it pissed them off. Tala was acting a little differently than his friends, he wasn't the usual…self. And his friends were getting worried, he would always say he was fine, but Ray and Kai knew better. It was all because of Miko. The redhead was hung up on her. And he was always found staring at the girl by the two boys. Although they didn't want to say anything to him, in fear of losing a friend…and a player. Because once they started talking to him about it, he might think that they understood and would ask to leave the duties of being a player. And they couldn't bear to have him do that.

'hey, watch where you're going!' Miko growled at the black-haired.

'oh I'm sorry, your highness.' Ozuma replied, 'although next time, don't block the hallway, that way we wont have to circle around your little fat head.' He said, wrapping his hand around a blonde's waist.

'my little fat head?' Miko laughed. 'you've outdone yourself this time, Ozuma, I never knew you could actually see me, not with your own little head shoved up your ass all the time.'

'why you little…'

'go to hell, Ozuma, and take your bitch with you.'

'how dare you!' the blonde shrieked.

'no, no, it's okay, baby.' Ozuma, burying his lips in hers.

Simultaneously, the three made exaggerated retching sounds and pushed the boy aside.

Walking into the classroom, they stopped at the sight of their classmates all sitting down.

'um…are we late?' Miko said sheepishly.

'obviously.' The teacher, Mr. Foura, smirked. He was the girls' favourite teacher, he was tolerant, most of the time, unless they were really out of line and he understood their hate for the players, although sometimes, on assignments, he would pair them up with one of the boys, they thought he did it because he thought it was funny the way they want to kill the boys, but can't. But he told them he was training them to be tolerant. They didn't believe him.

'sorry.' They chorused and quickly found their seats.

'anyways,' Mr. Foura continued. 'as I was saying, we have a new student with us today, Jeffrey. Although I see that he has already made friends with Hiwatari and company.

'yes sir.' The boy said. The girls turned around to look at him, and whispers started/

'oh, here we go again..' Misha groaned and deseara flopped onto the desk.

'why cant you stop them from doing that all the time?' Misha said. 'they're practically throwing themselves onto the poor guy.'

'I don't see him complaining though.' Their teacher replied.

'of course not, he's probably one of them.' Deseara sighed. 'there really isn't much decent guys in this class is there?'

'Deseara!'

'other than your dear little Max.' she rolled her eyes. 'you happy now?'

'what about us then?' Enrique demanded.

'what about you?' Miko smirked.

'Miko!'

'hehe sorry, couldn't help it.'

'what does the guy look like?' Deseara asked.

'why don't you just turn around and look at him?' Tyson asked.

'because.' The girl said, rolling her eyes again, 'I don't want to looking at Hiwatari's face.'

'okay then…uh...he's tall, not fat, not skinny, has spiky brown hair with white streaks.'

The girls tensed slightly, they had only known one guy that had hair like that, and it was Miko's brother. But they were sure that it wasn't him.

'do you think…' deseara started.

Miko shook her head. 'if he had wanted to come back, he would have done so sooner. I doubt it's him, and he wouldn't make friends with people like Kai.'

Before the boys had a chance to ask, the teacher called for their attention.

'alright class!' he said, clapping his hands. 'I will be coming around to check last week's report. Mr. Balkov, don't tell me you didn't do it, because I know you didn't, that's another strike and one more I will send you home to do some home schooling.'

An hour and a half later, the bell rung, signaling the start of period 4 lunch.

'im not hungry'

'me neither.'

'………………I'm starved…'

Laughing, the three friends made their way to the cafeteria. Sitting down at their usual table, they talked about the different loads of homework and how annoying it was.

'approaching morons, 9 o'clock.' Miko said, they turned around to see the players walking up to their table.

'having a nice lunch, girls?' Ray asked.

'go away.' Misha hissed.

'we just thought we'd come here and introduce our new friend. Guess what? He's just like us, no wonder we get along so well.' Kai said, smirking.

'another one of you? Oh give me a break.' Deseara groaned.

'you know what, Hiwatari? I don't care. Take your new friend someplace else and leave us alone, you were here yesterday, don't make me repeat that fight.' Miko said.

'now, hold on. We're giving you a heads up. I'm sure you'll like him. Right, Jeff?'

'awww, jeff? A pet name already? When's the wedding gunna be?' Misha smirked.

But as the boy stepped forward, Misha and Deseara opened their mouths in surprise. The spoon fell out of Miko's hand, and clattered onto the tray.

'no way!' Misha said.

'huh?' the boys stared at her, confused.

'you!' Deseara said.

'what?' Ray asked, impatient.

'JEFF?' the two girls yelled in unison.

'yeah?' the boy raised his eyebrows.

'yeah? YEAH? That's all you can say?' Deseara growled.

'you know them?' Bryan asked the boy, incredulous.

There was a pause. 'De? Misha?'

'ha! You do remember.' Misha said triumphantly.

'if you're here….. but where's Mik-' then his eyes fell on the bluentte, who was sitting there shaking slightly, from the shock.

'oh my…' Jeff said. 'I don't believe it.' Then he grinned.

'what?' the Players were really getting confused.

'this cant be true...' Miko said slowly, standing up hesitantly. Walking over to Jeff, she stopped in front of him and narrowed her eyes. Then she punched him in the stomach.

'holy shit!' Johnny said, wincing.

'holy geez, you have some nerve, you little tyrant!' Jeff growled, doubled-up and clutching his stomach.

'it's true!' Miko cried and threw her arms around him.

'hey, how comes he gets a hug?' Johnny said.

'haven't you figure it out by now, he's Miko's brother.' Misha said, rolling her eyes.

'oh….' It dawned on them.

Miko drew back and looked at her brother with grins on her face. They hadn't ever seen her so happy before. Then her grin dropped and she cuffed him on the head.

'what is your problem? What the hell is so much more damn important than staying here 4 years ago. I cant believe you, Jeff Kiwatashi!' she frowned.

'aright already. Calm down, sis.' He smirked.

'right now, I'm Miko to you. You are not allowed to call me 'sister' or anything close to it. I never said I forgave you for leaving.' She put her hands on her hips.

Jeff groaned. 'you're still the same you, from what I can see. Hey, I've already told you I cant tell you what anybody did, to make me do what I did.'

'is that a tongue twister?' Miko raised her eyebrows.

'uh…….noooooo. are you boring, yeeeees.' Her brother replied, rolling his eyes.

'very funny.' She scowled.

'hey, cool, our new buddy is Miko's brother.' Bryan smirked.

'he isn't your friend, moron.' Miko hissed.

'I am, Mi. I met them last week while I was around the area. We became great friends soon enough.'

'but what they said, that you are just like them. It isn't true! …………is it?' she took her hands off his shoulders and dropped them to her side.

'you mean the girl thing? Well……………yeah, pretty much.'

'WHAT?' the three girls yelled.

Half of the cafeteria quieted down.

'do you know what they are? What they do?' Miko seethed.

'yeah, I know, Miko. I know.' Her brother replied.

'and you think there's nothing wrong with it? How can you? And I thought you were my brother.'

'Miko! Don't be like this. Everybody changes. You can't expect me to stay the same for four years. You've changed, too. And I ain't complaining.'

'that's not an excuse. You've………you've become a player!' she yelled, whipped around and ran from the cafeteria.

'Miko!'

'ohhhh, that's not good.' Misha said.

'Jeff, why? I thought you were different. Guess not. You know that girl they've been telling you about that Tala so desperately wants to do, is your sister. But I guess, if you're a player yourself, you shouldn't care, 'cause that's what you guys do isn't it? Treat us like toys and items instead of human beings.' She walked out after Miko.

Misha was left standing there, watching the surprised and exasperated expression on Jeff's face.

'sorry.' She said. 'those two are..uh…watcha-ma-call-it…very emotionally angry when it comes to those people standing behind ya. They hate players, I do too,' she sighed, 'but I can't hate you, none of us can. It's just that this new information is a bit….' She searched for a word. 'ugly and shocking.' She mumbled at last and quickly exited the room as well.

'um…jeff?' Kai asked. 'you gunna stay?'

'of course I am. We- I'll just have to find a way to fix this grudge between you people.' He replied, shoving his hands in his pockets.

'hey, uh…jeff?' Tala said. 'please don't hold anything against me, you know…about what Deseara said, about your sister, I- well, I never knew she was your sister, and i…just…'

'it's okay, Tal, I understand, I wont hate you.' Then he grinned. 'moron.'

'what did you say to me?' the redhead replied, pretending to be offended.

'mor-on' the boy replied slowly and clearly. Tala grabbed him in a headlock and ruffled his hair.

'hey!'