AN: Ok...so i know you are wondering what happened to me. Well i had to go out of the country for a while durign the first few weeks of the semester. After abotu a week and a half, i came back jetlagged by 9.5 hours and had to catch up on my classes..hence no time for updating.
This chp was written a while ago and probably not very well proofread, but i still felt like posting something. Be kind in your reviews.
"Has he been adjusting well to his new environment?"
"It has only been a week. Give him time."
"I see you chose to send him there of all places."
"It would be beneficial to have an agent on standby, just in case."
"Killing two birds with one stone eh?" It was a poor choice of words considering the charge's codename was 'bluebird'.
"I would like to think three."
"Are there any lasting affects from the drug treatment?"
"It is still too early to tell."
"It had to be done."
'No, no it didn't'
Kaname Chidori and Kyouko sat idly at lunch surveying a rather strange boy who had entered just a week earlier. His posture was perfectly straight, though his meal was quite lacking.
A protein bar, a plain French role, and a bottled water could not possibly be considered a nutritious lunch. Someone who lived on that alone must be suffering from any number of health deficiencies.
Then again he had managed to wow his peers several times over with the impressive feats he performed during their P.E. period. The worst part about it all was it felt like he was holding something back.
Either way, the young 'freedom fighter' hadn't really blended in well at the school. He used up much of his time avoiding contact with his fellow students and seemed to prefer to spend all of his free time alone. The few brave souls who dared to say hello were quickly turned off by his cold apathetic attitude towards their gracious behavior. It was almost like….he couldn't feel.
"I still think everyone is confused by that Lt. comment he made when he first got here." Kyouko was always willing to add in her two cents to any situation. Funny, thoughts only cost a penny. Damn inflation.
Kaname sighed before resting her head within her hands as her face hovered just above her ample lunch. "You just don't know anything. Haven't you seen any mafia or war movies? All the leaders of rebellions and stuff have captains and Lts. Its not a real military rank, just a title really. He's probably used to being called that." Yeah, that meant he was also used to death, killing, and conditions Kaname really didn't want to think about during her 'off' hour.
"Yeah but doesn't that kind of background make him dangerous?" Why was the chestnut haired girl so eager to analyze the new student?
"They wouldn't let someone hazardous into a school full of kids Ky. It's not like he is a dangerous terrorist or anything." It was almost too subtle to catch, but it looked as if the topic of discussion had perked up for a split second. Looks like something caught his attention briefly. Whatever it was, it didn't appear to interrupt his nutrition intake or lack there of.
"I think….I think he must be lonely here…" Kaname understood the pain of being all alone in a country away from the only people who ever cared about you. The world was moving at a faster pace than ever before and no one has the time to stand around and help you catch up.
"Kaname?"
"He has moved away from everyone he knows and no one here has taken the time to really say hello. Besides being really quite, he hasn't done anything weird. I think what he needs is a friend." Or maybe some more food for lunch. People who had ample lunches just tend to be happier. It would be hard to keep up that doom and gloom routine on a full stomach.
"And you are the person who volunteers." Kyouko couldn't help but be a little confused at this little development. Kaname never liked the wierdos she had set her up with, so how was Sousuke any more normal?
"Of course! It is my duty as Student Council Vice President! A HA HA HA HA HA" Did that fake laugh ever fool anybody but herself?
Kyouko scrunched up her eyebrows and glared at her blue-haired friend in an overly accusing manner "I think its because you like him."
"Well he does have a cute face." Well, it would be cute if he did anything like smile or show the occasional facial expression. Did he get a botox injection or something?
"That scar is anything but cute." It was just damn sexy. Plain and simple. It added that rugged handsomeness you would expect of a man from an action film.
"And really nice hair." It was nice hair…that needed to be cleaned, conditioned, brushed, cut….
"It's all wild and bushy."
"And dreamy eyes." More like his eyes made him appear to be in a constant daydream. Yet those same eyes made one feel he could analyze you to the very core of your being and violate any thoughts of privacy that you previously held.
"They look rather dull to me." Grey is about the dullest color out there.
"Then it's settled! I will have to make him feel more at home!" Kaname stood up triumphantly as if she released an awe inspiring speech to no one in particular.
"Are you sure that's safe Kaname?" No matter how Kaname felt about that boy's appearances, he still looked like a dangerous person. A school uniform could make even the rowdiest gangster appear like an innocent student.
"Of course Kyouko. It's my duty and obligation!" Right because Kaname is such a huge fan of duty and obligation. Its not like those words would come back to haunt her one day in an alternate reality.
No one else could hear the bluebird's fingers rapping against her as she slowly, yet somehow rushed her way to the oddly silent boy from the middle east while carrying her obento in her free hand. It was judgment time.
How should she introduce herself? What was that oh so critical first opening remark going to be? 'So hey, I hear you used to blow stuff up for a living' or 'So, how about those infidels eh?'
No, none of those would do. Had he been in Japan long enough to become interested in some of their music? Could it be possible he was a fan of the Suppin Girls too?
No, probably not.
Her thoughts were quickly interrupted when Kaname saw Sousuke rapidly stood up and…saluted?
Well that was odd to say the least. She looked around casually wondering who might have sparked this rather odd behavior out of him in the middle of the cafeteria. There were no officers here and it certainly wasn't a military school. Finding nothing peculiar in the lunch area, save a few confused faces courtesy of her fellow classmates.
"Uh…hi?" Oh real smooth. What a winner. Next time why not say something advanced like 'Yo.'
"Mam!" When being addressed by a superior officer, following procedure is paramount. She should appreciate this. I should fit in well here.
"What are you doing?" That's right, point out his peculiar habits in public. That ought to make him feel right at home.
"Saluting mam!" Hmm, she appears to be undercover. This must be a test of sorts. It is not a problem. I will not fail.
"Why?" He doesn't know any better. He doesn't know any better. He doesn't know any better. He doesn't know any better.
"It is correct protocol when being addressed by a superior officer, mam!" Protocol might actually have him refer to her as 'Sir' but this was a civilian establishment. It is likely that they had a more casual outlook on some doctrines.
"Superior officer?" This was starting to give Kaname a little bit of a headache. Maybe trying to break the ice wasn't such a good idea.
This officer appears to be skilled in subterfuge. They have sent one of their bests. I will have to display my skills and use of intelligence gathering techniques. "Yes mam! Kaname Chidori. Jindai High School Vice President and Class Representative. Age: 18. Hair Color: Blue Eye Color: Reddish Brown. Body Weight: 1—"
A loud whack quickly ended his short but nevertheless revealing briefing on his latest intel mission.
Sousuke Sagara, Lt. of Mithril quickly found himself covered in what appeared to be a nicely packed lunch belonging to a certain enraged blue-haired beauty. One knew they were having a bad day when they could feel wasabi slowly inching its way down your back.
He looked over confused at the class representative wondering where he had failed in his briefing. Perhaps he should have started off with a quick report on her background. Maybe he should have spoken about her low blood pressure.
It was impossible that he had forgotten to salute at any problem. No matter. Only part of the mission had failed. There was still a chance for overall success.
"You….You…..ohhhhh!" Sousuke had been on the battle field long enough to know when his life was threatened and his health in jeopardy. An appropriate escape plan would be needed. He had one smoke grenade on hand. That should prove distraction enough.
While Kaname was still blind with anger, Sousuke discreetly allowed his hand to move into his pocket and snake itself around the ring of the grenade. The affect would be almost instantaneous. Using the door to escape was too predictable. The tiled ceiling would suffice.
"My My. I see you have met Sousuke, Kaname" In her sweet and disarming way, the current class president Oren Mikihara slowly glided over to the disruptive scene with a hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle.
"Huh?" Kaname's anger quickly diffused away as she stood startled looking at Ren, and then Sousuke, then back to Ren. No one else was supposed to have met the strange wild child from abroad yet, so why did…Oh right.
"Yes mam! Ms. Chidori was conducting a brief meeting!" He looked himself up and down, careful to note the smudges over his clothing though he mad no effort to remove it. "It appears that I have failed." Lunch was always one of the hardest classes in the day.
"Now Sousuke, I'm sure you did a fine job, isn't that right Kaname?" Damn! Why did she have to sound so damn likeable all the time?
"I…err…uh…." Say something, anything!
"See! Your performance left her speechless. She must be really impressed." She leaned in closer just to whisper a little something into Sousuke's ear. "It's not appropriate to discuss a student's file here. It's classified information." The class president dabbed off some bits of food that was still clinging to his school clothes before walking off to attend to her duties.
She didn't get to see Sousuke grow a little nervous at the thought of having impressed a girl his age with his remarkable brevity and thoroughness in his reports. His eyes kept wandering in every direction but the one of the girl who so willingly 'shared' her lunch with him.
Kaname however was still lost in a mindless stupor as she was far too dazed or confused to determine if she should be happy, sad, angry, or simply overwhelmed with the idiocy of the situation.
However, Ren wasn't quite finished with her little bantering just yet. "Oh and next time, would you two be a little bit more reserved on your next lunch date?"
The thud of two bodies submitting to the powers of gravity echoed throughout the room.
'This mission is going much harder than I expected. Perhaps I can use some vacation time to get me back in the sub and take on some more routine tasks.' The weary soldier buried his head into his hands as he sat on the subway that would take him back to his apartment that evening.
School was a tougher battlefield than he imagined. Distinguishing friend from foe was almost impossible as everyone blended in together so easily and their true intentions appeared to remain forever masked. 'No. it is not a problem. I am a specialist. I can adapt to any environment.'
This whole adventure was just a test of his skills. All the other soldiers had similar kinds of training at some point in their lives. In order to fit in and become better at his job, he would need to survive the same conditions. Everything here was fine. No one was out to hurt him.
Then why was a familiar blue-haired girl from his class sitting in the same cabin and trying to sneak occasional glances at him?
'I am being observed. The target appears to be using an old newspaper with slits to watch me from afar. It is an amateur.' Such an obvious ploy at trailing someone could not hope to fool even the most untrained civilians.
From behind the newspaper, Kaname quickly glanced away as she saw Sousuke's body flinch ever so slightly. Had she been noticed? So far she had done everything those old detective movies said to do. All she needed to accomplish now was to figure out where he lived and then…and then what exactly?
The blue haired vixen returned her gaze through the peephole only to find that her target was no longer there. Impossible! The train hadn't made any stops in the last five seconds. He couldn't just disappear-
"Good evening Ms. Chidori" the bad thing about using a newspaper as a cover was that it severely restricted your sight to everything else. Kaname's body froze as if she was trying to pretend she was a statue. Only seconds passed by but it was long enough for Kaname to regain the ability to tilt her head towards the one who was standing just beside her….saluting yet again.
"….Sousuke! What are you doing here?" Don't tremble...You were just on your way home. There is nothing to be suspicious about.
"I am heading home from school. What are you dong here?" Stupid! It is not polite to question a superior officer. However a superior officer also should not be trailing one of their subordinates. This is highly unusual.
"Um….I..um…..er…I just happen to be riding the same train for fun?" She didn't sound very sure about the answer. That tends to happen when you're making up excuses on the spot.
"I see. Then I will escort you home. A young lady should not be riding the train alone at night." His actions weren't the result of military training, but rather a good upbringing brought about by Kalinin and his wife.
'Looks like he is not as rough around the edges as I thought he was.' Sousuke took the vacant seat next to Kaname and folded his arms while keeping a vigilant eye. He heard how some young girls were treated on Japanese trains. Now was the time to be weary.
"Thank you but I don't need an escort."
"It is not a problem." It would be the first time of many that Sousuke would use those words with her. Tonight…a friendship had been reborn.
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