Disclaimer: I do not own CL, I don't even own the computer I typing this on! All I own is the kids names and 'S&S inc'.
First off, I woul like to thank XANA-Zach45, Didgi girl, and nevermoreloverslove for the reviews. Thank you.
On to more bussness. Later in this story they start talking in three languages at once. To try to keep every thing straight, The pirmary language is that of the current country, France seanes are in French, US seans in English, etc.At Kadic its French.When they talk in a diffrent language it will be in Italics and look like this ( "just go over there" ) with the language in the narative. And thoughts will also be in Italics but with single quotes as follows ( 'just go over there' ) regardless of language.If this is not the correct way to handle this situation then please correct me.
Enought of this, on with the story!
Return of Their Past
By natdrat00
Chapter Two
Army Girls and Car Guys
Joseph and Angela Belpois had been at Kadic little more than a week as the only students, and the beginning of school was still a week away. Because their parents had to leave so suddenly, the headmaster agreed to let them come in early if they would help get the school ready for the school year. Even by passing the time setting up class rooms, board and lonely.
"Hey, Ms. Sissy" Joseph called out.
A woman in her mid-thirties stopped. She had black hair down past her shoulders, and wore red pants with matching shoes, and a dark red shirt. "Yes?" she answered.
"when are some more students going to coming in? Me and Angela are getting board with no one to hang with." Joseph asked.
" And this work isn't exactly fun." Angela added.
"More students should start coming in this week. I think one is due in today." Sissy responded.
About that time a black car pulled up to the school, the windows darkly tinted. The back door opened and out stepped a girl, about fourteen or fifteen, wearing Digi-cam green camo pants, black polished boots, an olive drab shirt, and a Digi-cam green camo jacket. She had long light brown hair and wore black sunglasses. She shut the door and walked to the back of the car as the trunk opened. She swung a green army backpack over her right shoulder and grabbed a green duffle bag with her left hand, a sword handle sticking out. She approached the three of them as the black car drove away. "I'm a student here. Where do I go to get my room number and key?" she inquired.
" I'm Elisabeth Delmas, call me Ms. Sissy, the assistant headmaster, you can follow me and I'll get you settled." She stated.
Board out of their ever-loving minds, Angela and Joseph tagged along too.
"I'm Angela Belpois and this is my brother Joseph" she polity introduced them.
"I'm Jessica Santos, nice to meet you." Jessica said in a kind polite voice.
"Planning to fight a war?" Joseph snickered.
"Joseph!" Angela snapped.
"No" Jessica laughed "I just like to make an entrance."
"You should have come next week than, we're the other only students here." Angela said.
"Although it was a good entrance." Joseph said in an apologetic tone.
"Thanks" Jessica chuckled.
Reaching the main office, Sissy began to thumb though some filing cabinets. "You said your name was Jessica Santos?" Sissy asked. Jessica nodded yes. " Santos, Santos, Santos, Here it is! Jessica MaryAnn Santos, grade 9th, age fourteen."
"Fifteen in two months" she added.
"I'll make a note of it." Sissy said sarcastically "Room 201. One of the best rooms in the dorms, right next to the bathrooms. It was my room twenty years ago."
"I'll make a note of it." Jessica said playfully.
Sissy smiled "But before I give you your key go, I couldn't help noticing that sword handle sticking out of your bag" she said pointing "you are aware there are to be no bladed weapons exceeding three centimeters on campus grounds, right?"
"My father said he called and it was okay, it's only a training katana," Jessica said pulling her sword from its scabbard "it only has a dull wooden blade; he said he talked to Jean-Pierre Delmas, your father I presume."
"Hang on I'll check with him." Sissy said as she dialed the phone "Hi daddy, sorry to interrupt the end of your vacation but there's a student here, Jessica Santos, who has a training sword and says, what, oh, okay, alright, see you next week, bye, Okay he told me it was alright, just be careful" she said after hung up the phone.
"I will be careful, I'll only train outside or in the gym." Jessica stated.
"Okay then, Here's your room key. Angela could you please show her there, and you two can take the rest of the day off." Sissy said handing the key to Jessica.
"This way Jessica, your right across from me." Angela said happy to finally have some one she could talk to other than her brother.
They continue on to the dorms. "So are you good with a sword? Or are you a beginner?" Joseph asked shyly.
"I'm pretty good." Jessica said smugly. "Why are you a swordsmen too?"
"Our mother put us in a couple of years of karate, we handled swords about three months before we where pulled out for money troubles, that was about two years ago" Angela said "we got the money back a year later but didn't fell like going back."
"We onlylearn basic grips and stances" Joseph added "but nothing too fancy."
"What a shame, I was hoping to have a sparing partner here." Jessica said playfully as they reached the dorm rooms. "Is this them?"
"Yes" Angela stated "this ones yours and that ones mine. Girls are on the second floor and boys the third."
"Thank you" replied Jessica as she opened the door. "Kind of small, but I've lived in worse"
"Need any help getting settled?" Angela asked.
"No, I'm fine. But when is dinner time?" Jessica asked back.
"Dinner is at seven pm, breakfast is seven am, when classes start lunch will be served from eleven-thirty to one thirty, but right now its from noon to one." Joseph stated.
"Okay then, I'll see you at seven." Jessica said as she went into her room. "Bye"
"Bye" the other two said as she shut door.
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Back to Japan
"Come on kids we have to be at the airport five minutes ago!" Ulrich yelled.
"Oh relax; it's a private plane and a private airport." Yumi said calming his husband.
"Okay, we're ready." the kids said as they came out of there rooms.
"Good, let's go" Ulrich said as they headed out the door and to the airport. They were flying to Tokyo for they first big concert that night. Then to France for a Saturday night concert and they would drop of their kids at Kadic. Then they would fly to New York for a concert next week and than on to one of the next forty more concerts. All and all he had a right to stress, but Yumi still insisted every thing would be fine. She was probably right, every thing would be alright. "So are you two happy to almost be rid of us?" he asked his kids.
"Absolutely!" they both said in unison and smiled real big; He just looked at them and smiled back.
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Now for the last member.
It was getting late in to the Saturday night as he was finally given the go signal. He stepped on the clutch and slid it into first, easing off the clutch as he began to move forward. They are running five laps to dry the track after the rain, before the final two lap sprint. As he pulled on to the track he gunned the motor, felling all eight-hundred horses break the back wheels loose. "Easy!" he heard his spotter yell over the radio, he just chucked to himself, and let off the throttle.
"Just seeing how wet the track is, Dave" he keyed in "relax a little"
"I'll relax when the checkered flag falls" he heard Dave respond as he continued with the caution laps. Again, Dave's voice came on the radio. "You're coming out of four, one more yellow lap."
"Okay." he said as he began to concentrate. The lights on the pace car went off as they went into turn one, riding the bumper of the guy in front of him as they went though the short-straight and in to turn two. He had to win this race to have a shot at the 'Chase', and he knew it. They ran down the back straight and he backed off a little so he could get a run when the green flag dropped. Out of turn three they came. He was running fifth, in front of him was the 99, 15, 17, and 8 in first. Behind him was his team mate in the 85.
Moving thought turn four they got ready. About three car lengths behind, they hit the gas and accelerated rapidly. Just as the caution lights went off and the green flag fell, they were already moving faster than the field, as they went over the brick start/finish line with a bump. They moved to the out sideas they got to turn one, and passed the 99. Three wide as they went into two, they moved by the 15 as the 99 started to come back. Down the back stretch they all ran three wide, 15 and 8, 99 and 17, 85 and him, drafting with there teammates. 'Now this is racing' he thought as they rounded the fourth turn
Roush on the inside. DEI in the middle. And his team, S&S racing, on the outside. 'Thump!' as they crossed the brick line. (Disclaimer: I don't own DEI or Roush ether) 'One more lap' he thought as he saw the white flag blur over him. Three wide they ran thought one and two, no one giving up. Down the back stretch they ran at almost two-hundred miles per hour, he and 8 touched. He was a little ahead as they went into three hard. 8 was a little loose on the exit, and going into four 8 still hadn't recovered. Coming out of four he could see the checkered flag, he could also see 8 coming up with nowhere for him to go. They make contact, and he bounces hardoff the wall,but he keeps going, nothing is going to keep him from victory lane today. He pulls ahead as they come to the line, still three wide.
TRUMP! He hears as they cross the brick yardline. "Did I win?" he asks over the radio.
"By six inches! Odd, that was amazing." Dave answers "have fun with the burn out; just don't blow the engine this time."
"No promises." Odd states on the radio as he comes to a stop at the beginning of the front stretch. He revved the motor to eight-grand, and dumped the clutch in first gear.
The tires lit up as he stayed in the gas all the way down the front stretch. He snapped the car around and did a couple of donuts before heading to victory lane. As he pulled in the engine began to make a knocking sound as smoke began to rise from the hood. Knowing the engine was about to blow he shut it off and coasted the rest of the way in. Dave just shook his head, as Odd started climbing out of the car, his suit purple with red lettering.
He climbed on top of his car and took off his helmet, reveling his trademark blond with purple splotch hair. He jumped into his teams' arms, crowd surfing. Yelling and laughing the whole time. They got him down and his son walked up to him.
Mike, a thirteen-year-old boy with short blond hair and blue highlighted spikes, and light brown eyes, gave his dad a hug. "Congratulations dad." He said. He wore navy blue cargo pants and a red tee shirt.
"Thanks Mike, but don't think this will change my mind" Odd said. "Your still going to boarding school."
"Why?" Mike asked knowing the answer
"Because with your mother in jail for DWI for a year, there is no one to watch you most of the week." stated Odd as his teammate and car owner Randy walk up.
"But I wont know anybody at this Kadic place" Mike pleaded.
"Not true." Randy said over hearing the augment "you remember my girl Jessica, right?"
"Yes" Mike said. "a little"
"Well I dropped her off just last Tuesday, to that very school." Randy said.
"Well okay, I'll give it a try." Mike said finally agreeing to go.
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Back at Kadic
It was beginning to rain lightly as a car pulled up. "Okay kids. Here we are" Ulrich said as they got out. "Hasn't change a bit." They walked into the office and where greeted by the secretary. "We're here to drop off our kids."
"Names please." The secretary asked.
"Koji and Crissy Stern." Yumi stated.
"Here they are Koji and Crissy Stern," she said after shuffling though some files. "Here's your room keys. Koji has room 308 and Crissy has room 202. And your schedules. Breakfast is at seven am, lunch from eleven-thirty to one-thirty, and dinner is at seven. Do you need some one to show you where every thing is?" she asked.
"No, we went here twenty years ago. Not much has changed" Ulrich said as he looked at Yumi remembering those room numbers. Turning to his son, "Koji you got my old room."
"Really?" Koji asked as they proceeded to the dorm. Ulrich and Yumi pointing things out as they walked
They got to the first room, 202, and were about when the door swung open. "Whoa!" Angela said noticing the group in her doorway. "Sorry, you must be my roommate, I'm Angela" she polity said turning to Crissy.
"I'm Crissy, and this is my brother." She said motioning to Koji
"Hello, it is nice to meet you. I am Koji," He said struggling though French.
"His French is a little rusty." Crissy explained "and these are our parents".
Ulrich and Yumi bowed in traditional Japanese fashion. "Nice to meet you Angela" Yumi said.
"Nice to meet you too" Angela replied "well I've done claimed the right side, so you get the left. "We get our own closet and desk; we have to share the fridge though"
The door across the hall opened "hey Angela I need your ,oh hi" Jessica stopped when she saw the family standing in the hall.
"This is my friend Jessica" she said "Jessica this is Crissy, my new roommate, her brother Koji, and their parents" She stated looking at Jessica.
Jessica looked at them, noticing they looked Japanese and spoke "douzoyorshiku" She said with a Japanese accent, as she bowed.
The Sterns bowed back, "hajimemashite" Ulrich said. "Looks like you can keep specking Japanese" he tells his son in Japanese.
"Well, the rooms yours too, feel free to move in." Angela said looking at Jessica confused. "but if you'll excuse us, we have some work to do, bye" she say walking to Jessica's room.
"Bye" Ulrich and Yumi say together "Okay Koji your room is up stairs" Ulrich says as he leads Koji to the stairs, leaving Yumi to help Crissy unpack. Ulrich walks down the third floor hall not looking at the room numbers. He reaches for a door knob and opens it to revile an empty room. "looks like you don't have a roommate yet" He says in Japanese, "let's get you moved in" he says setting Koji's suitcase on the bed. "We can practice your French while we do it, Bon jour…"
They continued for thirty minutes when Yumi and Crissy finally came up to the room. "We got Crissy all moved in. it's time to go." Yumi said
"We'll miss you" Ulrich said giving his kids hug. "au revoir"
"bye" Yumi said kissing her children on the fore head.
"sayonara" Koji said.
"Have fun on your tour" Crissy said as their parents left "well they're gone, it's been a busy day I'm going back to my room." As she proceeded to the stairs.
By himself and board, Koji did what he always did in this situation, started his marshal arts routine.
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The next day.
"Koji it's time to get up." Crissy called though the door.
A tired Koji opened the door, still in the clothes he wore yesterday, obviously slept in. "What time is it?" he groggily asked.
"Eleven o'clock" Crissy said "you have enough time to get a shower and get dressed before lunch is served."
"Okay, Okay. Give me a minute." Koji said as he shut the door. Crissy went back to her room, as he went and got a shower. As he came back, he saw two people, a father and son, going into his room. He went there and asked "Can I help you?" in bad French.
Unfortunately the two of them were a little rusty in French as well. "This is my son's room" Odd said as the French words came back to him. "Is it your room too?" He asked.
Koji thought of the right phrase and said "Yes it is. My name is Koji. I do not speak French too well."
"I'm Odd and this is my son Mike," he said introducing them.
" Koji Come on, we're hungry" Crissy yelled from down the hall in Japanese.
Koji signaled for them to come over "I have a new roommate" he said in his native tong.
Crissy and Jessica walked up. " Mike, Odd! Hey how you guys doing!" Jessica said excitedly in English, as she shook their hands.
"Jessica, good you can help us out. We're bad in French" Mike said in English as he greeted her.
"He's bad in French, I'm just rusty" Odd corrected his son in English.
Speaking Japanese agene Jessica said, "these are my pals from America, Mike and Odd" she motioned to them "they're cool. Odd works with my dad's race team"
"Good to meat you" Crissy said in good French.
Odd and Mike understand this and odd says "lunch is a word I will never forget in French or any other language, What say we unpack your stuff later and get some food now?"
Using Jessica as a translator, they got to know each other well. "Well I have to get to the airport, see you latter son." Odd said as he gave his son a hug, and proceeded to his rented car.
"Bye dad. See you in a few months." Mike said as his dad got in his car and drove to the airport. 'With Jessica here it may not be so bad' he thought, as he got ready for his first week at the French school.
Well now they're all together. Gee isn't S&S inc helpful. Anyways, how bad, I',m optimistic aren't I, Or good is it, let me know please.