Attention! 3

Chapter 3: I Get to Join a Martial Arts Club Now?

"Yes, that's right! Keep going! Don't get sloppy," I demanded to my students as I made my way to where the secretary at my dojo was standing in the back of the room. "Kenji, stop acting like this is such a bother or you'll never move on! Put forth more effort!"

"But it's just punching!"

"Kenji, who's the sensei?" I asked sweetly.

"You are," he replied in an unhappy voice.

"Who's in charge?"

"You are," he replied, his voice revealing that he was conceding.

"Very good. Now, punch like I told you. Put forth effort. Go!"

"Yes Kyon-sensei."

"Good." I finally made it to my secretary. "What is it?"

"I have someone that wants to talk to you personally."

"Ok. There's only about five minutes left with this class. If that person can wait until I'm done, it would be greatly appreciated. Also, if anyone else comes by to talk to me, please let them know as well."

"Yes Ma'am."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." The secretary headed back to the front so I walked up to the front of the room, observing my students in the beginning class I was teaching.

"Kenji, put forth the effort!"

"Yes Ma'am!"

"Rin, that's good form! Keep it up!"

"Yes Sensei!"

"Hiroshi, why are you in that stance?"

"What?"

"Your stance. It's all wrong."

"It is?"

"Look at Kimmiko, next to you. Copy her stance. It's perfect. Kimmiko, you're doing great, but try to put just a little more strength behind your punches, yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Good. KENJI!"

"Sorry! I'll work hard!"

"If I have to scold you one more time, you'll be sentenced to private lessons!"

"Yes Ma'am! Sorry Ma'am!"

"Good. Hitomi, that's great work!"

"Yes Sensei! Thank you Sensei!"

"That's beautiful Akemi! Keep it up! Chiharu, correct your stance! It'd be way too easy to knock you off balance! Get a good foundation!"

"Yes Sensei!"

"Hm… Ai's got a flawless stance. Look at him since he's next to you! Ai, great work, by the way!"

"Thank you Sensei!"

"Keep it up everyone! You're doing great! Makoto, that was perfect! Try to be consistent with them though! Your punches range from great to terrible and they are just all over the map! You're not getting consistently better or anything! Work on consistency! Mari, you're having the same problem as Makoto is! Try to work on consistency!"

"Yes Sensei!"

"Hideki, you're not done yet! Get back to punching!"

"Yes Ma'am! Sorry Ma'am! Class ends in thirty seconds!"

"Then wait the thirty seconds! KENJI, I JUST YELLED AT SOMEONE ELSE FOR TRYING TO LEAVE! YOU ARE NOT A SPECIAL CASE!"

"But!"

"NO!"

"Fine!"

"Everyone, you are dismissed! Kenji, come to class a half hour early next week or I'll show up at your home and train you there!"

"Yes Sensei!"

"Get moving! Shower if you wish! Change if you want! Leave right away if you feel that way!"

"Yes Sensei!"

"Good work today. Do what I told you, ok? Practice even outside of class."

"Yes Sensei!" I grabbed a towel and draped it over my shoulders so I could wipe off the last bit of sweat from what I had been demonstrating before doing the punches. After that, I made my way out to the front.

"Hello, can I help you?" I asked when I made it out. A pair of men in sits jumped up and rushed over to me.

"Miss Madaramay, we came here to ask for a special demonstration on self-defense at our school," one of them said excitedly.

"Which school and when are you planning on having this?"

"It's Ouran Public High School. We were hoping to have it next week, on Tuesday if you're available."

"How does ten o'clock sound? I have classes around that time so I'd like to do it then if it's possible for you."

"Ah, yes. You are a college student, aren't you?"

"Yes. I attend a university."

"That sounds great. We'll set everything up."

"Alright. I'll show up around ten minutes before hand so I can set everything up and get warmed up. Does that work?"

"Yes. That sounds great."

"Great. I will see you gentlemen then."

"Thank you." They headed off together so I turned to look at who else was in there and groaned.

"What are you doing here?"

"Aw, Kyon, do you not like us anymore?"

"I didn't say that, Amii."

"The Gods of Pudding are upset."

"Lacinda, I didn't say I don't like you guys."

"The Gods of Pudding are thinking about if they want to forgive you or not." I sighed.

"Amii, what are you guys doing here?"

"Being awesome."

"Forget it. I'm going to shower." I turned and headed off towards the showers. After I was in the training room, I had two people latching onto my legs.

"NO! DON'T LEAVE US!"

"LET GO!"

"NOT UNTIL YOU PROMISE TO NEVER LEAVE US!"

"I'M JUST GOING TO TAKE A SHOWER!"

"BUT WE'LL MISS YOU!"

"LET ME GO!"

"NEVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!"

"AMII, LACINDA, LET GO!"

"Miss Madaramay, you have another visitor."

"Send them in here please. These two are being difficult."

"Alright."

"Get off, you two."

"K!" They jumped up to stand up in front of me. I sighed.

"You two are unbelievable."

"In a good way though, right?" Amii questioned with a grin.

"I'm debating."

"But we love you!"

"Don't latch on again. You'll never get off."

"Fine."

"Good."

"Um, I was told that Kyon Madaramay was in here." I recognized the voice as someone in my economic studies class. He was a year older and never seemed to take any interest in the other people that were in the class. So, why was he here.

"I'm behind these two girls," I spoke up while lifting up my hand so he could see where I was. At that moment, Amii and Lacinda moved to the side and dropped down on one knee while doing jazz hands in my direction. I sighed while lowering my hand and looking between them. "Really?"

"Yes really. You're never allowed to leave us, ever," Amii said creepily.

"Even if I tried, you'd find me, huh?"

"Exactly."

"Ok." I looked back at my classmate. "So, what can I help you with?"

"You're Kyon Madaramay, daughter of the Madaramay Family, heir to the Madaramay Family's dojos?"

"Yes. Is there something wrong with that?"

"You just don't look like you would be it. You're very pretty and you look like you take a lot of time to worry about your appearance, more than the time you take to train your body for battle."

"I'm insulted by that comment. Just because I have a nice physical appearance does not mean that I'm bad at martial arts. I have numerous students that are physically attractive and still very skilled at the martial arts I teach them."

"Bye Kyon-sensei! Today was fun!"

"Kenji, I swear that if you mock me one more time, your next time in class will be utter hell. Also, never let me catch you slacking like today. It's a waste of my time and effort as well as your time and the time of your classmates. I don't like it. Behave from now on because I can be cruel, and I will be if I have to. Are we clear?"

"Yes Sensei! Sorry Sensei!"

"Good. I will see you next week then."

"Yes Sensei!"

"Don't forget to be here early as punishment!"

"Yes Sensei!" He ran off so I looked back at my classmate.

"As you were saying?"

"Right. Well, I came here to ask you a very important question."

"What is it?" He bowed in front of me.

"Will you please consider joining the Secondary Martial Arts Club at our university and help us train to become a club that will be recognized?"

"You want me to join a martial arts club that I've never heard of?"

"Yes! I beg of you! We need someone as skilled as you are rumored to be! Even if you don't actually show up, just having you as a member of our club will allow us to be recognized by the student body! We'll do anything!"

"Anything?"

"Yes!"

"Ok. I'll join, but you have to do some things for me." He straightened up and looked me in the eyes.

"Anything."

"First, I need to meet everyone."

"Yes. Of course. We'll have a meeting with all the members tomorrow."

"That works. We'll discuss more about that later. Second, you will show me where you train. If I don't like it, you're going to start training where I say. I refuse to train in a place that isn't well equipped. If you need more equipment, leave that up to me because I know what to get, from where, and how much we'll need based on our members. Third, whoever is the president of the club stays the president. In reality, it can change as long as I am not president. I refuse to be president."

"Right."

"I'm not done yet."

"Yes. Sorry."

"Now, I want us to participate in tournaments, but we will need to train some before then."

"That's true."

"Still not done."

"Right. Sorry."

"Anyways, we will participate in the tournaments I see fit, not ones I say no to, unless you want to go without me helping at all. Lastly, I demand to be respected as a member of the club, not as anything else. I will get the same respect other members of the club get, no more and no less. Can you accept all that?"

"Yes. I'm the club president. As president of the club, I accept your conditions. Thank you for joining. Welcome to the club, Kyon Madaramay."

"Thank you, President. By the way, we have a class together, but I never actually caught your name."

"We have a class together?"

"Yes. Now, what's your name?"

"Right! It's Katsuhiko Matsumoto."

"Nice to meet you, Sempai."

"Sempai?"

"You're a year older than I am, so yeah."

"You don't have to call me that."

"It's gonna keep happening."

"Right."

"Miss Madaramay, you have another group of visitors."

"Alright. I'll handle it. Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"I'll be right back so we can discuss the club meeting tomorrow."

"Right." I walked out to the front area and smiled at the people I saw there. In front of me was the group I had run into when I was turned down from every other martial arts club on campus, except for the ones from the karate club.

"Hello again to all of you. How can I help you today?"

"We're so sorry! We didn't realize who you were," the martial arts club cried desperately. "Please forgive us and join our club!"

"How about…. No?"

"What?"

"No. I'm not joining your clubs… any of them. You all refused me when I was actually wanting to be in your clubs because of things that happened that made me only a few minutes late to auditions. I'm not going to join a club from any of you just because of my name. You refused to let me try out. That was your choice. Refusing your invitations is mine. I already have clubs that I joined. Well, I have some things to do. Goodbye everyone. I hope you all have a great day!"

"Kyon, Amii's being mean!"

"I am not! Lacinda's just saying that because I told her that there's no pudding here!" I sighed.

"Amii, Lacinda, stop picking on each other," I yelled back.

"But!"

"No!"

"But!"

"No!"

"BUT!"

"I SAID NO AND I MEAN IT!"

"Yes Ma'am!"

"Good." I smiled at the group in front of me. "Anyways, I'm sorry but I won't be joining any of your clubs. Please leave when you wish. I will not change my mind. Don't block the entrance if you wish to stay here for an extended period of time. Goodbye." I turned and headed back to the training area. "Now, about that club meeting tomorrow…"

Me- And done!

Kyon- At 5:30 in the morning.

Me-Are you going to be mean again?

Kyon-Yes… GO TO BED RIGHT NOW!

Me- But disclaimer!

Kyon- Fine. After… right after.

Me- Yeah, yeah.

Lacinda- Even the Gods of Pudding want you to sleep.

Me- Damn. I can't beat that. Bed after this then.

Kyon- Good.

Me- Now then. Kyon's finally a member of a martial arts club! Yay!

Lacinda- Excitement!

Me- Disclaimer!

Lacinda- Amii, my dear friend, doesn't own OHSHC or its characters, none of which were mentioned this chapter!

Kyon- She owns everyone in this chapter.

Me- Join us next chapter!