"..." The disfigured seagull I slapped the first time I woke up was staring at me….

"..." And I was staring back at it…

"Honk." The seagull honks…

"...Seagulls are not supposed to honk…" I whisper as I keep staring at the poor excuse of a bird…

"HONK!" The seagull disagreed.

"STOP HONKING! YOU'RE NOT A FAKIN DUCK!" I shout as I point my finger at the messed-up bird.

"HOOOOOOONK!" The seagull felt oppressed and voiced its opinion.

"Hey mom look! There's a weird kid screaming at a bird on the beach!" A little child standing on the top of the stairs exclaimed as it pointed its finger towards me.

"Stop pointing at him Billy." The child's mother pulls the kid by its hand with a hushed voice.

"SEAGULLS ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO HONK! AND WHO ARE YOU CALLING A KID YOU MIDGET-SIZED TWERP!" I shout as I turn towards the mother and the child. The mother slightly jumping in place in surprise as her eyes went wide, before quickly turning to walk away, dragging the little kid that kept laughing and pointing at me.

"...Seagulls are not supposed to honk, not from where I'm from at least…" I whisper as look back at the disfigured bird…

"Hooonk…." The seagull felt my pain and let out a comforting honk…

"So, this isn't a dream huh…" I sigh as I bring my hands to the back of my head.

"..." Without speaking I turn to look towards the mushed-up buildings over the stairs.

"God this is fucking ridiculous." I groan as I drop my hands.

"Let's just, accept the fact that we're here, no? Not much I can do about it." I fold my arms as I try to essentially convince myself.

"And, let's accept that we're as 'random Joe' as it gets…" I add as I turn to look at my hand. The years of wear and tear working a thankless job, gone…

(And I'm not a fucking kid. I, think…)

I sit back down on the sand and close my eyes.

(Ok, think, think. If you are asleep, big fucking deal, you'll wake up eventually and return to the real hell. Or you're in a coma then you like torturing yourself. Either case, I can't sit here forever. I have to think, to do 'something'...)

I open my eyes slightly and stare at the sand.

(Let's take things one at a time.

One, I'm in the world of Kill-la-kill. Two, I can speak Japanese. Three, I'm as average as it gets. And four, apparently I'm no longer a grown-ass man.)

I nod slightly as I keep thinking.

(Now in order to survive, I need to enlist to that dumb fucking school on the top of the island. No matter how much I hate the idea of going to a militaristic school, or overall going to school 'again'. There's no other way to stay alive on this island. )

I lift my head to look up the stairs ahead of me.

(As it's that, or living in the slums and eating out of garbage dumps until Ryuko's crazy-ass mother brings in the clothepocalipes…)

I chuckle slightly as I lower my head again.

(And speaking of that, the only way to survive in that school is to get stronger, the only way to get stronger, is to wear clothes with life fiber….)

I shake my head as I slowly get up.

(Most importantly, I need to see 'where' I am in the timeline. As in, has Ryuko just arrived? Or are we actually one day before the end of the world and I'm totally hosed?)

I crack my back as I dust myself off.

(Hmm, I can't go asking around if anybody knows Ryuko though. Because let's be real, she might be fun to look at. But with how she tends to stick that half scissor to your face before asking questions? Yea, no thanks. If she's not here and I start asking about her, it's like I'm asking to get her abrasive attitude all over my face….)

I start going up the stairs.

(Hmm, so, how do I learn if she's here yet?)

The moment I reached the top, I turned to the left and start walking down the road with the sea to my left.

( I could find Aikuro and ask to join the nudist beach. That could give me some leeway for surviving this place. Though I'll keep it as a last resort, first because he is essentially a spy, so that could go wrong in a lot of ways. From not believing me, to getting found out. Second, I had enough army grunt life to last me seven lifetimes. And third, I really don't want him to start stripping in front of me…)

And as I kept walking, it hit me.

(Wait a minute! Ryuko's father! The house! If it's not burnt down, then Ryuko is not here yet!)

I stop walking and turn to look at the highway.

(If I remember correctly, her house is not on the island, as it was in a rather spacious location)

"I need to find the Matoi residence…" I whisper to myself.

With my first target set, I. Kept wandering without a real destination…

-Ten minutes later-

"..." I was slowly strolling among the narrow, uneven slum roads, the buildings towering around me.

(This isn't working. I need information, how the hell do I even 'get' on the highway? Does the highway split later on? How far is it?…)

I groan under my breath as I keep walking.

(Hmm, Aikuro knows where the house is. The question is, how do I go about it?...)

As I kept thinking, the narrow road came to an end, leading to a wide road. The center of said road recessed. And on the recessed road, trams.

(Hmm, I remember these things. They lead to the school. Perfect timing.)

I quickly walk up to the empty tram and enter it.

(Bleh, this thing is rusty as hell, and no seats…)

I shake my head and lean against one of the metal pokes in it.

(More importantly, I need to think what I'll say to mister pink nipples when I find him. I can't go 'hurd dur tell me Ryuko house place, I kno things'.)

I chuckle slightly as I take a deep breath.

(Or, can I? No, I need to think of a reason. Maybe play it so that I have some info for his, experiments? He should know that only the nudist beach knows of all that. Will he know that I'm not one of them though? I mean, the place had a lot of grunts…)

I groan as I open my eyes.

(I could be upfront, say that I want to help Riuko's dad. If he's already dead, he will probably tell me that then and there….)

I nod slightly as I turn to look outside again.

The tram, with a slight bump slowly started to move forward.

-15 minutes later-

The tram was still slowly moving up, the only difference being, that now in the distance, the slum had been replaced by a much more urban area, with tall white buildings, rather than the mishmash the slum had for houses.

(I know Ryuko said it herself, but damn the difference is quite big between slum and one stars, and well, I suppose one star to two stars…)

I was looking outside, using my hand to lean the short, rusty metal walls of the tram. My target, the school, visible in the distance. Becoming bigger by the second.

-30 minutes later-

The school was now the only thing visible, towering over me...

(...Did I ever mention that I hate schools…)

I get out a small sigh as I keep looking at the tall building.

(God I feel like I'm going to the dentist.)

I shake my head as lean away from the tram's wall, walking to the other side of the tram, before walking back to where I was, then repeating the same action, again, and again. Essentially, walking back and forth.

(Maybe I should just stay at the beach, change my name to beach hobo, and make friends with the honking seagulls.)

And, just as to decide my next action, the tram stops, the floor next to it now smooth concrete. I, stayed in the tram for a few seconds.

(Ughh. Fuck it. Do or die. Wish me luck weird-ass seagull friend.)

I take a deep breath, and walk out of the tram, then turn towards the school.

The giant opening that led into the school grounds was straight ahead. The insanely tall walls that surrounded everything made you feel even smaller than you really were…

(Ok, Let's wait by the entrance, and out of sight. The last thing I need is a two-start chump sticking his nose at me.)

With that, I walk up to the entrance, and then turn around and lean my back against the wall, facing towards the tram.

(Ok, I'm not dead for touching the prestigious school's walls. Now, we wait….)

I let out a giant sigh as I relaxed my shoulders.

(Why couldn't I pop up in a better place, like I don't know. A pokemon world. Where you can get hit by thunder, get burned, thrown in frozen water, and laugh it off as' haha, you're an ice cube now'. Also, you can essentially do anything as long as you got pokeballs…)

My thoughts then got interrupted by the sound of a loud bell.

(Oh sh! Ughh, the bell? Classes are over? Or is it a break? Uhh, ok, stay focused. If you see people leaving, back off and wait in the shadows until mister pink nipples pops up.)

With that, I move away from the entrance, and lean my back against the wall again.

A minute passed, then two minutes. Three, five, ten...

(Hmm, nobody is…)

-KABOOOM-

Before I could even finish that thought, a loud explosion. I, just froze in place, waiting to just get eradicated from existence. But, nothing, I was still there, and.

Cheering, shouting, and more explosions….

(The hell…)

I frown slightly as I carefully walk towards the entrance, then carefully turn to look through the gate.

The main field was overflowing with people. And in the distance, on an elevated stage. Two small figures were jumping around. An occasional flash, a random explosion mid air…

(...An arena? Fighting?)

I narrow my eyes as I try to focus as I keep looking, but to no avail, as other than the fact that the whole thing was just too far, the figures moved way too fast to keep track of…

(Uhh, don't concern me, head in the game, lest you lose it…)

I turn away from the entrance and return to the spot I was leaning on.

The noisy 'event' went on for a while. Until.

-15 minutes later-

Silence…

(Hmm? Are they f…)

"All OF YOU! ATTENTION!" An exceedingly loud voice shouted, loud enough that it honestly made me jump. And a few seconds later...

"I declare this duel finished! The winner, Arata Chida, head of the sharpshooting club!" A female voice booms.

(Everybody is so friggin loud here...)

And, after a few more minutes. The first person walked past the entrance, making a beeline towards the tram. Then another, and another…

(Ohh boy, here we go. Ok keep cool, you might not be part of the school, but you look like a slum resident, if need be I'll blend in.)

Slowly, the concrete field around the tram started to fill with people. People that all looked to be 'slum bred'.

(Hmm, I see no one starts. Do they have a different exit? I mean the tram here did head straight to the slums with no other stops…)

And just as that thought passed…

(Oh god, I hope Captain Nipples is leaving through this exit. Uhh, his house, how did it look? Slum level? Aaaa No, no,no no. His house in the anime looked normal, as if it was made from concrete and was painted white, no slum house looked like that. The thing that looked to be slum level was his hideout…)

I take a deep breath…

(Ok, I've gone this far…)

I kick off the wall, and head towards the nearest waiting person.

(I'll just have to a... )

"AAAAAA! Whatchoutwhatchoutwhatchout!" And before I could finish that thought, a girly scream from my left and...

-CRASH-

What used to be the sky, was now the floor, what used to be the horizon, was now the floor. What used to be the floor, was still the floor.

"Ugh...what…" I shake my head as I try to get up, to find out that I couldn't, as somebody was leaning on my sides.

Turning my head, I come face to face with a bowl-cut haircut brunette…

Her eyes closed with a pained expression.

"Awaaa, my head…." The girl whispers as she keeps leaning on me.

"..." I just kept staring at her in silence.

(First the little shit, now her. Who's left from the Mankanshoku family…)

"Are you going to get off me today, or?..." I ask as I keep still.

"Ah? Oh, hello." The girl blinks a couple of times as she focuses on my face.

"...So you're not going to get off me today.." I add as I keep looking at her.

"Oh right!" The girl exclaims as she springs back up with no effort.

"Are you alright?! Did you break anything?! Internal bleeding?! External bleeding?! My father is a doctor! He might have killed more people than he saved, but he can probably save you!" The girl asks as she keeps looking at me.

(...That's Mako alright.)

"Uhh, no, I'm fine. But thanks for askin." I respond as I get up, Then dust myself off, not that it mattered, my clothes were a mess to begin with.

(Wait, this is my chance!)

"Uhh, by the way, have you seen Mister Aikuro? I need to ask him something." I ask right after.

"Ai,kuro?" Mako asks as she tilts her head.

"Teacher, wears glasses, blue hair, looks sloppy." I respond.

"OHHH! Yea! I know him! He's my homeroom teacher." Mako responds and stays silent.

(...What are the chances he didn't use that name in the school. No, I remember he did in the anime...)

"Soo, have you seen him?" I ask again.

"Nope." Mako responds flatly.

(Oh for fucks sake…)

"I see, well, got to find him, so if you excuse me." I nod slightly as I turn to leave.

"He's probably still on campus. Wait I'll go get him!" Mako chimes excitedly as she turns around and starts running towards the school's main field…

(Damn that girl's more hyperactive than a squirrel on coffee. But, this could work for me.)

I nod as I glance around me, the people that had turned to look at the 'event' now turning to their previous distractions. I then return back to my 'hiding spot". Looking at the slowly diminishing crowd.

And a few minutes later.

"Here! He's, uhhh…." A wild Mako appeared with my target in tow. She glanced around before turning around and finally, saw me.

"Ah! There you are!" She waves at me as Aikuro also turns to look at me. His glasses hiding whatever expression he might have had.

"Thanks. Mister Aikuro, can I have a moment? I want to ask something about the question I asked before." I fold my arms as I keep staring at the dude.

The man looked at me from head to toe…

"Uhh, I don't remember y…"

"About the beach Issin went to stay at." I cut him off. Aikuro froze in place.

(Just went full 'hur dur I kno tings' didn't I?)

"Ah! Yes, yes, I remember now!" He quickly adds as he walks up to me, passing his arms over my shoulder as he keeps walking, essentially forcing me to turn around and walk alongside him.

"Umm, can I go now?" Mako asks from behind us.

"Oh, yes, yes, thank you for bringing me here." Aikuro responds as he glances behind him.

And as we kept walking, and picked up some distance from the mass of people.

"Alright kid, who are you and what do you want." Aikuro asks with a hushed tone. A slight prickle on my neck, as Aikuro was pushing what I think was a needle against my neck...

(...Of course...)

" You don't know who I am, simply because I'm a nobody. What do I want? Is to stop being a nobody. I know you are working with Issing Matoi and the nudist beach. I want you to tell me where his house is. Because I want in. And stop pushing that damn needle against my neck." I responded flatly. Aikuro just stared at me in silence.

"Uhh, look, I already showed you that I know who you are. If I wanted to blow your cover I could just go straight up to the student council and ruin your day, instead of talking to you." I add as we keep walking.

"Keep moving forward, towards the lift gondola in the distance." Aikuro responds flatly.

(Jeez man. At least he ain't stripping…)

With that, we moved to the gondola that was meant for one stars, and after a few very awkward minutes. With Aikuro poking a needle at my neck, we reached the gondola, and entered it.

"Alright kid, where did you hear all that stuff from?" Aikuro asks yet again.

"Same place where I heard that Ragyo is a menace to society, life fibers are a danger to the world, Isshin has extensively researched said life fibers, and your base is located in Osaka. So, now I ask you, if I was here to mess up your plans, why isn't your base a smoldering wreck by now? I think Ragyo would be more than happy to learn all the stuff I told you, especially the plce of your main base. As for how I learned all that? A friendly honking seagull told me." I fold my arms as I speak. Aikuro just keeps staring at me with a serious expression.

"Let's say I believe you. What is that you want." He asks.

"What I want is to not be unprepared when shit hits the fan, because shit will eventually hit the fan." I answer.

"All that info, where did that seagull find all that info?" He asks yet again.

(For fucks sake with all these questions.)

"No idea, didn't manage to ask. Apparently, some people don't like having secrets leaked." I answer as I take a sarcastic tone.

"I see. But why come here? Why not go to straight to the nudist beach?" Aikuro continues to ask questions.

"You expect me to walk to Osaka? This place was closer. And do I look like the guy who could afford a car? Or a taxi?" I respond.

"Hmm..." Aikuro nods slightly as he takes a few steps back, then sits on one of the seats, not taking his eyes off me.

"Well, since you could have caused trouble if you wanted, I'll trust you. I'll call for somebody to bring you to our b.."

"No." I cut Aikuro off, causing him to slightly lower his head and glasses to look at me.

"As I said, I need to find Isshin." I add.

"Right, you never told me why. Why do you want to find him this much? If you want to help, then joining our movement will be enough." Aikuro folds his arms as he crosses his legs.

"Because your beach is doing this the wrong way." I answer as I also fold my arms.

"Ex, cuse me?" Aikuro tilts his head in visible confusion.

"I did my own research before coming here, I know that life fibers make, well, superhumans. Your nudist friends, they might make weapons that can battle them. But, they don't use life fibers themselves. All but Issey, who from the info I got, seems to be researching them, and apparently he's pretty damn good at it too... " I answer.

"If things are as grim as I think them to be, then it's not the time to pull punches. That includes using the same weapon your enemy is using." I continue.

( While the masses don't seem to know the danger of life fibers and the crazy-ass milf. I'm sure these people here do.)

Aikuro keeps his arms folded as he closes his eyes.

"Hmm, you know what? It's been a slow day, I'll bite, I'll take you to Issey. He can tell off your apparent suicidal tendesny himself" And he finally speaks up.