Disclaimer – I don't own beyblade. Amber Benson, Ruin Mulryan, and Bethan Hudson belong to Zadien, Miyami Kinomiya belongs to ChibiTari/Unlucky-Star, Aspin Grant belongs to Animerle, Arista Beyleav belongs to ArcadaAvaLon, Sonia Martini belongs to Spitfire-Sae, Zareth Forest, Russia Kennedy, and Hanson Slade belong to Zimo.
Summary- Voltaire is the Devil. Hitoshi and Kai are his grandsons. Voltaire has to retire and is handing over Hell to Hitoshi. The catch is, Hitoshi has to find a mate so he can have other heirs when he has to retire. He meets Shahero, a normal twenty-one year old girl with a sharp tongue and a fiery temper. Hitoshi goes to Earth in human form to try to find a mate and he has his eyes set on Shahero, the only girl who wouldn't fall for him. He is determined to make her his.
Alright time for a little ranting. What the fuck is up with people on ? Like honestly, flaming talented writers doesn't make you special or anything. If anything you're lower then scum. And it pisses me off, I mean sure everyone has their opinions but honestly, if you don't actually have a personal problem with the authors writing then why flame it? Jealousy's an ugly thing, and it seems like a lot of you are jealous out there, so maybe you should suck it up and deal with it cause there's no point in putting other people down just so you can feel better about yourself, because those people are exactly like bullies, and bullies piss me off. And you don't want to piss me off. A lot of people have flamed a good friend of mine for basically no reason what so ever. Zadien is a talented authoress and probably one of the greatest people I know, and I can't stand it when she's being put down because of some stupid idiots jealousy. So people like c'mon, we all joined to write about something that we like, so why does everyone feel the need for competition? Just chillax.
Alright now that that's over with, sorry I took so long to update, but hey its my Christmas gift to you! So Merry Christmas everybody!!
Chapter 5- Walkie Talkie ManStudents crowded into the classroom and sat in their seats, chatting happily. Shahero groaned as she took a seat at the table closest to the back. She dropped her head onto her folded hands on the table and sighed. She was pretty sure she was the only one in this class unfortunately.
The teachers had suggested a Sex Ed. Class because they had caught way too many students making out or having sex in closets, sneaking into the opposite sex's dorm room to have sex or just making out in the halls. She was surprised that she had been asked to come here since she wasn't known for making out and she still had her virginity in tact. It's Brent's fault, she thought with disgust. When they were going out they had been caught making out in the halls numerous times. That was probably why she was here. Damn him. Oh well. It was Friday and tomorrow she'd be packing her bags and heading home. Ha ha suckers.
"Alright class!" She looked up briefly to see who their Sex Ed teacher was. She was a young lady with long hair the colour of brown sugar and hazel eyes behind thin-framed glasses. She wore a pair of boot leg jeans and a red shirt. On her feet she wore a pair of sneakers. She was obviously new since Shahero had never seen her before.
"My name is Miss. Brown and I will be here to talk to you about sex." Her smile was bright and showed her perfect, white teeth. One of the boys put up their hand. "Yes Mr…"
"Brent Foden." He informed. Shahero growled and glared at him.
"Yes Mr. Foden?"
"Will we be doing some hands on experiments?" He asked with a smirk. The girls, minus Shahero, giggled. Miss. Brown's smile never wavered.
"Don't get your hopes up Brent. Now, first things first. I need to take attendance and find out all your names." She picked up the attendance folder and ran down the list of names. Shahero scowled at the bubbly teacher as she tried to pronounce her name.
"It's Sha-heero Kaeto!" She pronounced it properly for the teacher. The teacher looked up at her all alone at her table near the back.
"I'm very sorry dear. My, you're all alone all the way back there. I don't even think you can hear what I'm saying!" The teacher giggled a bit.
"I can hear fine thank you very much." She answered rudely. "But I think we should get our dear Brent a hearing aid. His hearing isn't what it used to be." She said with fake sympathy. Brent growled at her.
"Now Shahero, that wasn't very nice to say."
"I know."
"I would appreciate it if you would say sorry to him."
"Good for you."
Miss. Brown frowned. "Now I would send you to the office but I feel that you would be missing out on important information that you might need as you get older."
"Score! So that means I can say anything that I want and not get in trouble?"
"Oh not anything. And I have my own ways of punishing naughty students." Shahero shuddered. Now that sounded wrong. Obviously the other students were thinking the same way since their where whistles from some classmates.
"Pedophiles." She muttered.
"Now back to what I was saying. Why don't you come up here and sit with this young man." She pointed to Brooklyn. Shahero's eyes widened in horror and she shook her head furiously.
"Nu-uh, no way!" Brown gave her a sharp look.
"Miss. Kaeto, you will sit in that seat, now!" The teacher had changed from sweet and friendly to furious so suddenly that Shahero's eyes widened. But she grumbled as she gathered her books and made her way over to the seat beside Brooklyn.
"Well well, look who I found. Never thought I'd see you here Kaeto." Brooklyn smirked.
"Me either." She grumbled.
"So who was it?" He crossed his arms over his chest and slouched in the chair. Shahero glanced at him questioningly. "Who made ya come here?"
"Oh. Prolly got caught too many times making out with Brent when we were going out." Brooklyn chuckled.
"Getting dirty with Foden. Now there's something I hope to never see." Shahero glared at him, opening her mouth to retort when the teacher interrupted her.
"Excuse me." Miss. Brown tapped her pen on Brooklyn's shoulder. "What's your name?"
"Brooklyn Adams. But you can call me whatever you like." Brooklyn winked. Shahero rolled her eyes.
"You do know it's illegal to have a teacher/student relationship right?"
"Oh yeah. But flirting always gets ya high grades."
"There's nothing in the world that will get you good grades Dicklyn."
"You calling me stupid, Kaeto?"
"You know it."
The teacher, who was still standing in front of them, cleared her throat to get their attention. "Children, please. And Mr. Adams, flirting will get you no where in my class."
"Unless you like getting embarrassed. But you don't need to flirt with a teacher to do that." Shahero pointed out with a snicker.
"Miss. Kaeto if you please."
"Righty oh teacherio."
"Will you two please stop talking?" She hissed before walking back up to the front of the class. "Today we will be learning about rape, sexual harassment, and child abuse."
"Joy. I'm loving it already." Shahero murmured sarcastically. She caught Miss. Brown's warning glance but shrugged it off.
"And I'm going to need two volunteers to help me out up here. Shahero and Brooklyn. I think you two will be perfect for my little demonstration." Brooklyn looked at Shahero with amusement while Shahero looked wary. What was this teacher up to? "Ok Brooklyn stand beside Shahero like this. Perfect. Shahero move just a little closer to him. Great! Now let's get started." The teacher said enthusiastically.
Miss. Brown walked over to her desk and pulled out a pile of text books. She handed them out to each student, even Shahero and Brooklyn.
"Alright. First we are going to do some readings on pages 92 and 93 then we are going to do a little presentation." Everyone turned to the said pages.
"You can sit on the couch." The teacher motioned to the light blue couch in front of her desk before she started to read. Shahero stared at it curiously then sat.
"What was the point of standing up in the first place?" Shahero muttered. Brooklyn shrugged. "I wasn't talking to you, stupid."
"You shouldn't talk to yourself, people will wonder."
"Uh-huh, and this is the face of someone who cares."
"Ok Brooklyn I want you to lay on top of Shahero." Miss. Brown said, oblivious to the bickering she had just interrupted. Shahero's eyes widened as she stared into Brooklyn's also wide moss green orbs.
"Wh-what?" he stuttered.
"You gotta be kiddin!" Shahero shouted.
"I thought you said there weren't gonna be any hands on experience." Brent said with a frown.
"Now class, settle down. You will all get partners and practice this." There were a few hoots and hollers.
"And what exactly are we practicing?" Shahero's voice was higher then usual as she inched away from Brooklyn.
"How to protect yourself from rape and get out of a sexual harassment situation."
"And this is necessary why?" Her voice was shrill, and she had reached the other end of the couch. "He, um, has a girlfriend?" She tried desperately to get herself out of this mess. Mrs. Brown frowned.
"Oh. Well I wouldn't want you to get in trouble." She said to Brooklyn, who was looking at Shahero with raised eyebrows. "So I'll change the partners." Her hazel eyes scanned the room to land on a certain azure haired boy. "You." She pointed to him. "What's your name?" Shahero looked around and tried to pin point the boy she had pointed to.
"Hitoshi Hiwatari." Shahero's already pale features blanched. No, anyone but him. She thought with disdain.
"Come up here." Hitoshi stood up and sauntered to the front of the class with his hands jammed in his pockets. "Brooklyn you may sit back down at your seat please." Brooklyn swiftly walked back to his chair, a look of relief on his face as well as sick amusement as he watched the scene.
Shahero watched as Hitoshi took a seat a bit too close to her for her liking. He wore a satisfied smirk on his face and his eyes flashed with something but she didn't know what. She tried to move farther away but the arm of the couch prevented her from going anywhere.
"Ok Hitoshi, now I want you to lie on top of Shahero." Shahero's eyes widened as he started to lower himself on top of her. Shahero screamed and jumped off the couch.
"Stay away." She warned.
"Miss Kaeto!" The teacher shouted. "I suggest if you don't want to fail this class then you get back on this couch right now and do as I say. I am doing this for your own good."
"I don't care if I fail this pointless class! I wanna know why." Shahero demanded.
"I'm going to show you how to get yourself out of a rape situation or to help you say no to sexual harassment." The teacher sighed in annoyance. Shahero's ears pricked.
"So I can hurt him?" She asked, a malicious glint making its way into her sapphire orbs. The teacher hesitated.
"Not too much." She said finally.
"I'm in!" Shahero smirked as she slowly made her way back to the couch and let Hitoshi lay on top of her. His breathing fanned on her face making her hair flutter and her heart pound in her chest.
"Good. Now Hitoshi's going to be the sexual predator and Shahero will be the victim."
"No I'm the predator and he's the victim that's why he's on top of me." Shahero muttered sarcastically. The teacher ignored her last comment and continued.
"Now, rape predators usually feed on pain. They need to feel in control, they have the power."
"Or they just don't get some." Brent said with a smirk. The teacher had a look of disapproval.
"Well, bluntly put, yes. One reason might be lack of sexual activity. But sometimes it goes deeper then that. Maybe they were raped as a child, or they're just insane, or power crazy. There are so many different reasons. Anybody could be a sexual predator, but most of the time its men. I'm not being sexist, there are some girls that are sexual predators as well, but most of the time it is found to be men."
Miss. Brown turned back to Hitoshi and Shahero. Shahero was wriggling uncomfortably underneath him, and no matter how many times he told her to stop, she wouldn't listen. Hitoshi groaned, was she trying to drive him insane? Shahero, on the other hand, couldn't stop. His fingers were combing through her hair, and his eyes were threatening to pull her in, engulf her in those deep, dark, pools of mahogany.
"Ok Hitoshi, pretend you're a sexual predator,"
Shahero snickered, "Yeah, sure, pretend." Brown ignored her.
"What would you want from Shahero?"
Hitoshi smirked obviously knowing what he wanted to say as his eyes ran down her body but he chose his words carefully.
"I'd want to cause her pain." He said carefully.
"Good, good, what else?"
"I'd need her to know who's in charge, so I'd be violent."
"That's absolutely correct. Violence is a huge part of rape. Now what would you do if he kissed you Shahero?" Shahero smirked.
"Kick his ass." She state matter-of-factly. Mrs. Brown frowned.
"Language please Miss. Kaeto." Shahero shrugged even though the teacher probably couldn't see her with Hitoshi still lying on top of her.
"Instead of waiting for him to kiss me, can I kick his ass now? He's squishing me."
Hitoshi chuckled. "I'm not fat." He whispered in her ear.
"And then you woke up." Shahero snickered.
"Ok kids. Now Hitoshi kiss her."
"Gladly." He muttered lowly so only Shahero could hear. Shahero tried to push her head farther into the couch as his mouth came closer to hers. Finally he grew agitated and grabbed the back of her neck, bringing her mouth up to his. Shahero struggled and found she had to fight to not melt into his kiss.
"Alright Hitoshi that will be enough." Shahero almost cried out in protest as his soft lips left hers. Hitoshi looked disappointed but said nothing as he stared at her flushed face.
"Alright, now the most affective defense against rape victims is pepper spray. Every girl should have one, but I'm not permitted to give you one so I trust you to go out and get one on your own. And since I don't really have any knowledge on self-defense, tomorrow we will have a special guest visiting us to teach us."
Murmurs rippled through the class as all were excited about the guest. "Alright class, settle down, just make sure your parents sign these permission slips. You two can get up now." She said to Hitoshi and Shahero as she weaved her way around the class room, handing everybody permission slips. When she was finished, she stood in front of the class once again.
"Now we will be talking about sexual harassment. Girls, when someone is touching you in the wrong way, a way that you don't like, you have to make sure that he knows that you don't like it. If you lead him the wrong way he might think that you like it and the harassment will continue. All you have to say is no."
"What kinda retarded lesson is this? He ain't gonna listen to ya. He'll ignore you." Shahero exclaimed.
"If that's the case you have to get up and leave that person as quickly as you can."
"And what if ya don't wanna leave?"
"Are you saying that you like the harassment?"
"Hell no! I'm saying that what if you were at a party or something and you don't wanna leave yet? I wouldn't leave just cause some pig can't keep his dick in his trousers." Shahero's narrowed eyes flicked to Brent. She saw an apology in his eyes but she brushed it off. He had his chance, and he blew it.
"Well, I know it would be hard to leave the party. Try staying around your friends as much as you can and tell him no loudly so that others can hear."
"Dude, you need to get out more. People don't give a shit if you say no unless it's your friends." The teacher sighed in frustration, unsure of what to say to the stubborn girl. The teacher opened her mouth to say something but she was interrupted as the door flew open and Miyami strode in, wolfish silver eyes darting around to land on Shahero. They glittered with amusement, before they moved on to land on a sleeping Tyson. He must've just fallen asleep because he hadn't started snoring yet.
"Excuse me Miss."
"Yeah?" Miyami drawled as she walked over to the seat beside her sleeping cousin. "Oh, Name's Miyami Kinomiya and Mr. D told me to come here." The teacher nodded.
"Alright. We are learning about rape, sexual harassment and child abuse." Miyami's face twisted in disgust.
"What's with the gruesome subjects?"
"It's important to learn about these things so you will be prepared in the future."
"Oh yeah. I always wanted to take up rape as a profession." Shahero muttered. Miyami snickered as her eyes flickered with interest.
"Why you here anyway Hero?" Shahero's eyes landed on Brent and Miyami followed her gaze. Her eyes flashed with crimson as she growled. Brent sighed in frustration. Why was she so impossible? His eyes ran over his woman and he glared a warning at Hitoshi, who didn't see it, but Shahero did and just to spite him, she shifted a little closer to Hitoshi.
Hitoshi stared at the volatile woman with shock but noticed her eyes were elsewhere. He followed her gaze to a blonde haired skater who was glaring furiously at him. His eyes snapped back to Shahero as she started to shake slightly. He noticed that her eyes were brimming with tears that she didn't want to shed. His thumb brushed them away quickly and Shahero stared up into his eyes.
Shahero was surprised by the emotion that swam through Hitoshi's light auburn eyes as he brushed away her tears for her. She didn't want to cry and he knew it. How could someone she hate know her so well? Her eyes slid to his lips and she had the sudden urge to feel them against hers once again.
Hitoshi had similar ideas as his mouth inched closer to hers and his fingers hooked under her chin. Suddenly, he had an idea. His mouth turned up in a smirk and Shahero frowned. She didn't like that smirk. Ah, who was she kidding. She loved that sexy smirk and if he didn't kiss her soon she would be driven mad.
"I don't want to hurt you. Play along." He whispered in her ear and began to suck on her earlobe. She noticed the teacher's eyes on them and quickly knew what Hitoshi meant. She stiffened visibly and pushed him on the chest lightly.
"No." She said quietly but loud enough for the teacher and students to hear. The teacher grinned. Hitoshi stopped.
"Sorry." He muttered and instead draped his arm over her shoulder, slapping her breast as his hand flopped. She jumped and glared at him. Now that was taking it mighty far but she just grit her teeth and clenched her fists. He just smirked lightly at her.
"Shahero are you comfortable with him doing that to you?" The teacher asked. Shahero snorted.
"No!"
"Then tell him that."
"Get your fuckin hands off of me." She snapped and threw his arm off her shoulder. The teacher sighed and shook her head. Hitoshi was going to go a little bit further. He placed his hand on her leg.
"Why? Don't you like that?" He asked as his hand gripped her thigh.
"Hitoshi, move your hand." Hitoshi smirked and started to move his hand up and down her leg. Shahero growled. She grabbed his hand and threw it off her leg. "God you're dense."
"Am I?" He breathed into her ear. Shahero roughly pushed him away.
"You're a pig." She snapped and walked back to her seat. She grinned at Tyson, whose eyelids were still droopy with sleep. Shahero could feel Hitoshi's heated gaze on her as well as Brent's probing one.
"We should kick his ass." Miyami stated.
"Amber wants to skin his dick." Shahero chuckled maliciously. "He's number one on my 'To Kill List'."
"You have a to kill list?" Tyson asked.
"Yeah! Who doesn't?"
"Uh, me."
"Well you're a loser."
"Sometimes it's embarrassing to call him family." Miyami said with a fake sigh of distress.
"Gee I feel so special." He muttered sarcastically.
"You should be." Miyami laughed as Shahero playfully threw her arms around him in a quick hug.
"Man I'm so glad you two are here, I thought I would be left alone with that." She hitched her thumb in Brooklyn's direction.
"Nah, you have me!" Tala grinned as he pulled his chair up beside her.
"Hey! Tala's back! Me and Amber thought we had lost you to the dark side." Her eyes rolled to Kai. Tala shook his head.
"You'll never change."
"Why do you want me to change?"
"Who doesn't?" Kai muttered. Shahero glared at him. She opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted.
"Hitoshi." Miyami piped up, continuously poking Tyson so he'd stay awake.
"I was hoping for some words of wisdom."
"From Mimi? God you're dreaming." Tyson drawled with a yawn.
"Well then it's a good dream."
"Are there such things as bad dreams?"
"Yeah. They're a little thing called nightmares."
"Those aren't dreams."
"Course they are."
"Well then why aren't they called dreams?"
"I dunno. Ask the sandman." Tala stared at her with raised eyebrows.
"What does the sandman have to do with anything?" he asked.
"He makes you go to sleep."
"He does?" asked a bemused Tyson. This whole conversation was making him think and all the thinking was giving him a headache.
"Yeah. You never knew that?"
"Nope."
"Well he does and then he gives nightmares to naughty boys and girls."
"Well then you must have nightmares every night." Brooklyn chuckled nastily.
"Hey! It's not my fault I'm always in trouble."
"No it's the invisible elephant under your chair's fault."
"How do you know about my invisible elephant?"
"Guess it ain't invisible anymore if Brooklyn can see it." Kai chuckled.
"No one asked you loony bin." Kai rolled his eyes.
"Nightmares aren't dreams Hero." Tala interrupted.
"Yeah they are!"
"N…"
"Shutup!"
"You make no sense."
"Of course I do."
"In your own little way."
"I like my way."
"Then you're right, you're all alone." Shahero glared at Brooklyn, huffed and turned away from them with her arms crossed over her chest. It was then that she noticed Brown was talking to her.
"That was marvellous, absolutely wonderful. Shahero played the role perfectly. Do you take drama?"
"Yeah." She said slowly.
"Well you must do well." Shahero shrugged.
"It's one of my favourite subjects."
"I'll put in a good word for you when I talk to your drama teacher." Shahero rolled her eyes.
"Whatever you tell her it'll be nothing she doesn't already know." Brown shook her head and turned back to Hitoshi. "Never knew touching someone would get you high grades." She muttered lowly so the teacher wouldn't hear. Tala touched her arm.
"I touched Shahero! Do I get an A?" Shahero shook her head and chuckled at her red headed friend. Tyson's ears pricked and he grabbed Miyami.
"I'm touching Miyami, do I get an A?" The teacher turned back to them and studied them.
"Where in the world would you get such ideas from?" They all pointed to Shahero. The teacher gave her a disapproving look before turning away to talk to a group of girls. Shahero grinned.
"And I didn't even get detention, score!"
"Since when didn't you like detention?"
"Who said I liked detention?"
"Well you're in there enough. Bring a fridge and a bed and you'd be all set."
"No I wouldn't."
"What else would you need?"
"Lots of stuff. Like my PS2 or my stereo or my computer or…"
"Alright. We get it. You can't live in detention."
"Plus it's in the school." Miyami added.
"Ah. There are the well awaited words of wisdom from Mims." Miyami grinned at her.
"All my words are words of wisdom." Shahero snickered.
"That's what you think." She muttered. They all shot up and out the door as soon as the bell rang. "Finally!" Shahero exclaimed as she pushed her way through the crowd of students. "I thought it would never end."
"Didn't seem that long." Miyami said.
"You weren't there the whole time. You came late." Miyami shrugged and grinned as Johnny came up from behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"So how was sex ed.?" He questioned, kissing Miyami's neck.
"Do you really have to ask?"
"Yes I do actually." Shahero rolled her eyes.
"Horrible."
"Great."
"Wonder what Ams is doin." Shahero thought, changing the subject.
"Probably arguing with Kiki." Miyami suggested. Shahero shrugged.
"Probably. I gotta go pack." Shahero sighed. "At least this was the last class. I won't have to deal with any of the pedophiles that were in that class teasing me about Hiwatari."
"When you going?" Johnny asked.
"Saturday morning."
"How long you staying?" Shahero shrugged.
"Dunno. Maybe the weekend. Maybe longer."
"Why are you going?"
"Dunno."
"What's with the twenty-one retarded questions?" Miyami interrupted Johnny's next question. Johnny grinned lopsidedly at her.
"It was only three."
"Shut up John-John. I'll see you two later."
"Hero wait!" Shahero looked over her shoulder into Johnny's concerned amethyst eyes. "You gonna take the shortcut?"
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I?"
"Cause the guys are having football practice today."
"And what exactly does that have to do with me?"
"Well…"
"Johnny! I don't have all day!"
"Fine. Brent's on the football team. And I'm afraid he's gonna make a move on you." Shahero rolled her eyes and shook her head.
"John-John I can take care of myself. I'll be fine, don't worry. Besides it's not like he's gonna rape me or anything. There'll be other guys around."
"That's the whole point! For all we know they could be in it too."
"You're paranoid." Shahero snapped and turned. "I'll see ya layta Mims."
"Bye."
Shahero approached her locker and quickly opened it. She searched through the hazardous locker, pushing things back in when they were threatening to fall. Finally she grabbed her skateboard with a triumphant 'ha' and her beanie. It had been raining earlier and she wanted to keep her head warm. It was an icy blue colour and had the picture of a penguin on it, which she had named Mr. Icy. She pulled it on over her tangled black and silver locks and made sure the penguin was in the front before shutting her locker with her skateboard tucked carefully under her arm.
She turned and ran smack into a hard chest. She stumbled back until her back hit the locker again with a loud bang. She stared angrily up into cornflower blue eyes with her own darkened blue ones.
"Move it." She snapped and pushed him roughly. He placed both hands on the locker behind her and leaned down so his eyes were level with hers. He said nothing as his eyes ran over her and she growled. She roughly grabbed his face and brought it up so he would look at her face. "I'm not your little piece of eye candy that you can look at whenever you want. And I believe you're supposed to be at practice." She hissed icily. She threw his face away and tried to push past him but his hands grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back against the locker angrily.
"You are my woman. No man will ever touch you besides me."
"You're screwed up Brent. I'm not your woman anymore. Now let me go." Shahero snapped harshly, her voice rising.
"Shahero I know you love me. Why don't you come back to me? I know you want to."
"You think you know everything about me, eh Brent? Well you know what you need a major reality check cause last time I checked, a boyfriend that had sex with another girl is known as cheating. Like hell I'll get back together with you. Now move! I have somewhere to go." Shahero wriggled in his hold but his grip only tightened.
"Shahero." His voice held some type of warning. She glared at him.
"Whach'ya gonna do Brent? You gonna rape me? Is that gonna make everything all better?" Brent growled. His eyes flickered to her scowling lips. She looked so cute when she was mad. Brent smirked; an evil smirk that she had never seen on him before and it scared her. The thought that she was scared of Brent scared her even more. Brent saw the fear in her eyes and it made him frown. He didn't want her to be scared of him. He bet she didn't want to either. He ran his hands up and down her arms, enjoying the feeling of her soft skin. Shahero froze and tried to pull away from him but there was nowhere to go, unless there was a secret passageway behind the locker. Hm…she should think about that some more later. Brent watched with frustration, as she didn't respond to his touch.
"Shahero please." He mumbled as he covered her mouth with his. He could feel her screaming and shaking her head against him, her hands pounding against his chest.
"No." her voice was muffled but he heard her. "No." She said angrily. He was startled by the silent tears that were pouring down her cheeks. Suddenly he was grabbed by the scruff of his neck and thrown off her. Shahero collapsed to the ground, her body shaking with tears. "No." She kept saying over and over again. "No." she flinched when someone wrapped their arms around her, but she relaxed when she noticed it wasn't Brent. She leaned on the person and buried her face into their side. She breathed in their calming and familiar scent.
Hitoshi pulled the shaking girl onto his lap and let her cry. She looked so small as she curled up into a tight ball. He heard the faint 'no' that came from her lips every so often and glared at the unconscious man spread eagle on the floor. He slowly stood with Shahero still in his arms and started to walk to her dorm. He looked down at her. Her glassy blue eyes were just going back to their normal colour and were half closed. Her pale cheeks were stained with tears. Her small lips parted and only moving to a silent no. Her silky black and silver hair was covered in a light blue hat, and the tips brushed his arm while the wind fluttered her bangs and dried her cheeks.
"What did he do to you?" Hitoshi whispered so he didn't startle her. Shahero shook her head and closed her eyes, nestling her face into his chest and sighing. As Hitoshi got closer to her dorm he heard her breathing become steady, indicating she was sleeping.
oOoOo
Shahero groaned as she rolled over and yelped when she fell over the edge of the bed and onto the floor. She growled.
"Note to self: switch beds with Amber." She grumbled sleepily.
"Not gonna happen." Amber's face came into view as she stood over her friend. Shahero lay there for a while, not wanting to move. How did she get back into her room anyway? She remembered that cursed class, then a paranoid Johnny, then Brent…that fucking bastard. She still needed to get the master revenge on him. She was seriously considering doing Amber's plan. Skinning Brent's dick sounded both great and disgusting. It wasn't like she wanted to touch it anyway. Shahero inwardly shuddered. But she didn't remember what happened from there. Except someone saving her. She hadn't seen who it was. Then she growled. Whoever it was she made a mental note to murder them. They had seen her cry and she had a distinct feeling that it wasn't one of the guys otherwise they would be in the dorm room right now pacing and waiting for her to wake up. Or maybe not but they would definitely still be in the room.
Shahero cracked her eyes open and slowly sat up. She rubbed her hand over her face and pulled her beanie off her head to run a hand through her tousled hair. She picked herself up and flopped down onto Amber's bed.
"So what happened?" She asked with a yawn. Amber yawned also. Shahero grinned. "I knew yawns were contagious."
"You make it sound like a disease." Amber lay down beside her. Shahero shrugged. "So wanna tell me why you were carted in by the psycho path?" Shahero shot up.
"I was what by who!?"
"You were asleep and you looked like you had been crying. He carried you in and asked where your bed was. After I told him he left so I didn't get to throw any insults or questions at him."
"Bummer."
"Uh-huh." Shahero smirked.
"The joy. At least I'll have some fun when I go on my one person killing spree."
"No killing sprees. Remember the last time you went on a killing spree?" Shahero snickered.
"How could I forget?"
Flashback
Shahero hissed a sharp 'shh' behind her to a snickering Arista.
"What?"
"Will you shut up. How are we supposed to take him by surprise with you laughing up a storm."
"I was only snickering. It couldn't be that loud."
"You wanna bet?"
"One million dollars." Shahero snickered. "Ha! You just did exactly what I did so you can't talk."
"Boo. Oops did I talk? So sorry. I'll be sure to be much more careful next time master." Shahero smirked at her friend, accenting the word master. Arista glared at her.
"Now you're the one that has to shut up." Shahero peeked around the corner and then quickly plastered herself against the wall, pushing Arista back against the wall too. "Hey!"
"Shh. He's coming." Shahero hissed. Arista clamped her mouth shut. "Three…two…one." Shahero mouthed as she heard the approaching footsteps. She let Arista go and both girls gave their practiced war cries as they both pounced at the unsuspecting ginger haired pain in the ass. Or what they thought was the unsuspecting ginger haired pain in the ass. The person they had tackled was none other than Mr. Rioux, their French teacher from hell.
"Vat do you two girls tink you are doing?" He asked with his heavy French accent.
"Going on a killing spree." Shahero replied nonchalantly. Mr. Rioux stared at them coolly. Shahero and Arista only stared back. Arista caught sight of a snickering ginger haired boy farther down the hall. She glared into his light blue eyes filled with mirth.
"We weren't going to try to kill you though Mr. Rioux, we were trying to kill him." Arista pointed past Mr. Rioux to Brooklyn. Shahero glared at him.
"The bastardo." She hissed.
"Girls, you have detention wif me after school today." He snapped harshly. "Now get back to class!"
End Of Flashback
Shahero and Amber were rolling on the bed clutching their sides as tears of mirth slid down their cheeks.
"That had to be the funniest killing spree I have ever gone on. And best of all, Mr. Rioux went MIA during our little detention gang up on him."
"I still don't know why you pulled me into detention."
"Cause I just do. And you're one to talk. Whenever you get DT Miya gets pulled in by default." Amber stuck her tongue out.
"Yeah well Russia gets pulled in by default when you get in trouble."
"So we're even then."
"Possibly." Both girls looked up as the door opened and Miyami waltzed in, singing Time Bomb by Rancid. "Yoders!" Amber shouted so Miyami would hear her over the loud music booming into her ears through the tiny black earphones. Miyami glared at her.
"Stop stealing my words."
"Why?"
"Cause they're mine and I used my wonderful brain power to make them."
"Oh yeah, real wonderful." Amber mumbled sarcastically. Miyami crossed to the bed they were sitting on and squeezed in between them.
"So when are you guys gonna start packing?" Shahero shrugged.
"Now I guess."
"I got you two something. It's like a going away present."
"Mims, we'll be back."
"I know. But I wanted to get you something anyway. I made it especially for you." Shahero froze.
"Is it a skirt?"
"Maybe."
"Mimi!"
"What?"
"You are moving up on my To Kill List. Right after Amber."
"You can't kill me I'm too cute." Amber stared at them with huge eyes and a pout making each of them laugh.
"Yeah, ok Ams."
"Whatever you say." Miyami snickered. "Alright so lets get packing! I'll help you guys." Shahero laughed.
"Oh! There's this song you two have to hear. It's hilarious! I swear I almost pissed my pants I was laughing so hard." Miyami and Amber exchanged amused glances.
"Ok." Shahero climbed up onto her bed and grabbed her CD case. She pulled out a mix CD that she had just burned that weekend and popped it in her stereo, forwarding it to track nine. Shahero bobbed her head to the fast beat and grabbed her rug sack. She started to stuff clothes in it as she sang with the fast song.
Well you're walkin and a talkinAnd a movin and a groovin
And a hippin and a hoppin
And a pickin and a boppin
Those bods are being bad
You better take a stand
You gonna wake up that thing in your hand
Miyami laughed and started to go through some of Shahero's drawers too, grabbing some clothes out and tossing them up to her.
You're looking all aroundThere's trouble to be found
Make sure when you find it you get to say it loud
Gotta code three
Need back up
Bring me
My bright pink fluro jacket
Amber laughed. "Bright pink fluro jacket?!"
"Yo Miya can I borrow your Rancid T?"
"Why?"
"Cause its cool and I love it."
"I dunno…"
"I promise to wear that skirt or whatever you made me tomorrow." Miyami looked up at her.
"Promise?"
"Promise." Shahero confirmed.
"Alright." Miyami searched through her own messy drawers and finally pulled out her red Rancid t-shirt. She was about to give it to her when she pulled it back. "You better take good care of it." Shahero rolled her eyes.
"Yes Yami, I will. I won't rip it, stain it, or ruin it in any way." Miyami hesitated before giving a resigning sigh and handing it to her. Shahero beamed. "Thankies Mimi!"
"Whatever." She mumbled as she shuffled over to help Amber.
He's fat and he don't run too fast (Well you're a walkin and a talking)But he's faster then me
(You're my walkie talkie man)
Last night at the show we saw him
(Well you're a walkin and a talkin)
Going out of his tree
(Go, Go, Go, Go)
"Walkie talkie man! Well whad'ya know, maybe they've met Brent and decided to write a song about him." Amber snickered.
"I hope not. Then they'd be scarred for life." Shahero said darkly. Miyami nodded in agreement.
"We still need to get our revenge."
"I gave him a black eye so I'm happy." Amber piped up. Shahero burst into laughter as she remembered how the bluish black bruise that surrounded his eye made him look. "Even if I would rather have killed him, the black eye will have to do."
"I sprayed him with oil." Shahero snickered.
"How come I had nothing to do with this?" Miyami said bemused.
"I dunno."
"Well I'm going to avenge you while you're away since you won't be there to avenge yourself." Shahero shrugged.
"Fine. But be sure to take pictures. I wanna see your masterpieces." Miyami grinned a lopsided grin that reminded them of Tyson's.
"Sure!"
Well you're a walkin and a talkin
And a freakin and a yellin
And a bossin and a speakin
And a lookin and a pointin
Always tell us what to do
With your high top shoes
And you wave your torch
With your black short shorts
"This ones my fav verse cause it reminds me somewhat of Brent." Shahero snickered.
"Why?"
"You'll see." Her eyes twinkled with a malicious glee.
Don't let them get awayDon't think they can play
Nail 'em to the wall
Cause you really need to say
Gotta code three
Need back up
Bring me
My bright pink fluro jacket
Amber and Miyami laughed. "Now I see why." Miyami chuckled.
"Nail him to the wall Mimi." Amber snickered. Miyami smirked.
"Sounds fun."
"Yeah. Too bad I won't be there to watch as he has his own little crucifixion thing going on." Amber cackled. Shahero shook her head and laughed.
"Yeah. Or see him rot away with lack of food and water."
"Revenge is ours." They all cackled with malicious glee.
"Is it safe?" A hushed voice came from the door. They all tried to stifle their cackles as they looked to see a slightly nervous and amused Russia leaning on the doorframe.
"Enter at your own risk." Shahero warned. Russia chuckled and entered.
"Did Yami show ya wha she made for ya?" Shahero shook her head.
"Not yet, why? Have you seen it?" Russia and Miyami exchanged smug glances.
"Yeah."
"What's it like?"
"You'll have ta wait 'n' see." Shahero glowered at her.
He's fat and he don't run too fast (Well you're a walkin and a talking)But he's faster then me
(You're my walkie talkie man)
Last night at the show we saw him
(Well you're a walkin and a talkin)
Going out of his tree
(Go, Go, Go, Go)
Russia laughed as the lyrics to the song boomed in her ears. "Ya listenin ta da Walkie Talkie Man song?"
"Che, yeah! I love this song. It's hilarious." Russia chuckled.
"Sure is."
"Oh and guess what?"
"Wha?"
"Miya let me borrow her Rancid T!" She informed excitedly. Russia glanced at Miyami.
"In exchange for wha?"
"I wear the outfit she made me tomorrow." Russia smirked.
"Ya might regret doin dat."
"Right." She said slowly. "Show me what ya made Mims."
"Alright." Miyami smirked and her eyes glittered mischievously. When she reappeared holding up the outfit Shahero's eyes widened.
"No way."
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So how was it? Lol not the greatest I know, but whatever. Don't forget to review! And once again Merry Christmas, don't forget the cookies for Santa!
To my reviewers:
Tikytikytavvi101 – Of course I'm continuing lol thankies for the review! Happy Reading!!
ArcadaAvaLon – haha I know you're not getting younger, I'm just taking a note from Tari and waiting until we're old and wrinkly P Oh and by the way, Dicklyn is such an ass. Lol thankies for the reviews (haha you left me three! Geez Cada…haha) Happy Reading!!
darkwolf-of-night – I'm glad you like it! Lol Detention teachers, what are we gonna do with em? Lol thankies for the review! Happy Reading!!
Vinter - Hey look I updated before next Semptember? Isn't everyone happy? Lol thankies for the review! Happy reading!!
Obs3ssi0n – Hockey players need to suck it up and get their asses on the ice. Lol Yes go Canadians! Yes…slamming heads into ceilings, walls, floors, you name it we've all done it lol. Thankies for the review! Happy Reading!!
ButterCup - Who cares if its not a word? We all make up words lol confuses the 'rents and teachers. LOL yeah I guess he must've looked ugly…oh well, they'll deal. Thankies for the review! Happy Reading!!
T.k-Kon – Here I updated lol everyones happy! Coors actually decided to get off her lazy ass and update. Lol thankies for the review! Happy Reading!!
Queen of all things crazy – By God I feel sorry for Dan, how much sugar did you have? LOL I just woke up and here's Court who escaped from the mental institution. LOL Dude I'm not being brainwashed by chocoholic, nothing would ever make me like Dicklyn. And hey, you sent me two reviews lol don't I feel special. Thankies for the review!! Happy Reading!!
insanely-hyperactive – Glad you like it! And I know what you mean, Amber and Kai rule! Thankies for the review! Happy Reading!!
Lady Akuma – Nah, Hitoshi wouldn't have been too freaked out. I mean, he is a demon right? Lol thankies for the review! Happy Reading!!
chocoholic114 – There's no way in hell that I'd be brainwashed into liking Dicklyn, it just doesn't work so you can take your brainwashing methods and get the hell away from me! LOL dude you're never online, time differences suck. Thankies for the review! Happy reading!!
Unknown – lol glad you like it! Thankies for the review, and Dicklyn is an ass, that's all there is to it. Lol Happy reading!!
Cokey – Hey my pop twin! LOL hey you bow down to me! I am a god/goddess :P lol Yes I know…msn is evil…well actually it never has been evil to me but whatever lol Brooklyn is an ass…and people need to get it in their heads! ::cough:: Yoshi ::cough:: Lol and your thought everyday is men are weird LOL thankies for the review! Happy Reading/writing!!
Twerpy – Hello! Lol score! Highly caffeinated pop's always good…but the original stuff's better…mmm…coffee lol so here we go another holiday for me! Lol thankies for the review! Happy Reading!!
Psychopath143 – Glad you like the song lol I made it up a while ago…seems like ages…oh well lol thankies for the review! Happy Reading!!
Achava – Sure, by all means spray people with oil, but I had nothing to do with this sudden splurge of ideas! I am not to be blamed is you get killed by the victim, so my advice to you ! lol thankies for the review! Happy Reading!!
Smiley-Joe – A lot of people like the spraying people with oil deal…interesting lol well I like it cause it doesn't wash off easily so yeah lol Yah the NHL sucks! The players need to get their asses into gear, suck it up, and get their sorry behinds onto the damn ice before I have to take matters into my own hands and kick it there! Lol thankies for the review! Happy Reading!!
X1nfernal – Yes…Johnny sucks cause he didn't get detention with Hero, but that's ok lol whatever, DT's no biggy we all deal lol thankies for the review! Happy Reading!!
StarAngel Caelum SunSoar – It's ok lol yes bow down before me! For I am Coors, god/goddess of all! LOL thankies for the review! Happy Reading!!
ChibiKai02 – LOL well have fun suffering over there…while I'm over here, being bored and lazy and all that jazz lol thankies for the review! Happy Reading!!