Authors Notes: It's not dead! None of my fics are dead! I'm a procrastinator that's all. I waited until the last minute to do my homework and then decided to finish this up! A majority of this chapter was finished WEEKS ago! I remember typing this up and thinking 'Man! Halloween is so far away! Now it's practically August and I still need to work on my two other projects! Not to mention I have a bit more studying to do(Real life and for fiction writing!) I don't think I could be a professional writer! I guess I'll stick to physical labor and writing fanfiction! Okay enough about me! Read on stranger! I'll see you at the bottom!
HAVE YOU SEEN NORMAL?
The dreaded day was finally here. October 31. Halloween day. For now it's a normal school day. But school eventually ends, and then I have to face those two. I sighed to myself as I realized that I would no be able to stop the nonsense that was going to occur tonight. Though I was focused on the evening issues, I was swiftly reminded that my classmates were also above the classification of normal.
"Are you kidding me? The Cyborg Crusader? Pfft! He's nothing compared to the mysterious Suited Helmet!" A certain class representative began to spout his usual nonsense. Then the other idiot replies…
"Obviously he's the best male protagonist in the Kanamin Universe! Don't you see the sibling bond that tie Kanamin and Cyborg Crusader together? It's not something that can be broken by magic tricks and a mysterious background!" If it wasn't coming from the Siscon Sergeant, I might've agreed with him. Tsuchimikado was already donning his outfit along with Aogami. Tsuchimikado was wearing a pure bright red suit with 4 distinct yellow dots on the front and large yellow font that read 600 on the back of it. The suit also came with matching gloves and boots that made even the power rangers outfit look tame.
Aogami teased Tsuchimikado with a smug look, "Such a ridiculous outfit! You really think Kanamin would be interested in someone who wears a scarf? What are you, a hipster hero?"
Your outfit is no better Aogami! I kept that last comment to myself to prevent any unwanted attention. Aogami was actually wearing a nice black tuxedo with a rose placed in the left pocket of the suit. In actuality, He could have passed as a gentleman going to a ball. However, what made his outfit just as ludicrous as Tsuchimikado was the large, round helmet covering his head. The overall design of the helmet was similar to an astronaut's but had a mask design printed on the yellow visor. I get that they wanted a character that oozed mystery, but what the hell is with that helmet? It's so largely out of place I can't help but laugh internally every time I see it!
"Hm! Again Aogami you fail to see that a strong sibling bond that can overcome anything! A big brother's love for his little sister is an unstoppable force!" Tsuchimikado declared to the world.
At this point anger was visibly shown across Aogami's face. "Haha! Again all it comes down to is the little sister fact again huh? You don't even like Cyborg Crusader! The only reason you're wearing that outfit is because he sees Kanamin as his little sister!" What followed next was obvious to our class. The two began to scuffle in the classroom, shouting insults and swinging fist into the others face with malicious intent. I attempted to ignore them along with Fukiyose and helped the rest of the class decorate the room to prepare for the Halloween event being held tonight. Granted, it was extremely difficult to ignore them when they began to argue. It's only a matter of time before the Iron Wall girl steps in.
Fukiyose was dressed up as the Frankenstein monster with a stitched up white shirt and black slacks. She also had a plastic screw decoration that gave her the appearance of a large screw in her head. I couldn't help but feel some irony with her choice of costume. She definitely has the strength to match up against the Frankenstein monster, though I'll never tell her that.
She placed down the box of ornaments before heading towards the two distractions. "Stop fighting and start working you idiots!" With two quick jabs to the gut, the duo of the Delta Trio slowly fell to their knees in defeat.
"As expected of the true Daughter of Frankenstein. You may not have inherited his appearance, but definitely his monstrous strength." Aogami quietly squeaked as he held his gut in pain.
Surprisingly, Fukiyose brushed off the comment and continued her work around the class. I sighed as the two idiots struggled to their feet. "You know, Kanamin is an android. She can't have any siblings, especially since her creator died right after he created her."
"How naïve, Kaze-kun!" Tsuchimikado rose to his feet with renewed vigor. "A little sister is more than just a blood relative." I immediately regretted my decision to speak.
"Beyond age, and beyond blood. A little sister is defined by one thing and one thing only!" Aogami stood next to Tsuchimikado with a stern look.
Weren't you just complaining about him and his little sister fetish? "And what would that be?"
"Bonds!" They shouted unanimously.
"An unbreakable bond between two siblings. Regardless of their origins, it's about how important they are to one another!"
Before they could begin their spiel on the importance of little sisters, Komoe-sensei entered the room donning her Halloween outfit. She had a large witch hat and a cute red and black dress. I guess that's all she can get buying her outfit from the children's section. She clapped her hands together to grab everyone's attention. "Alright class, the school grounds are open to everyone at 7:00pm. I want everyone who is participating to be here an hour earlier to do the final preparations for the cosplay café!" She said cheerfully. The class responded with a unanimous 'Yes Ma'am' before continuing their work. Some of the students began to file out while others stayed to help with the class decorations.
"I guess I should head out too." I grabbed my bag and headed out but noticed Himegami sulking at her desk. "Himegami. Are you ok?" I asked, concerned for the quiet transfer student.
"I wanted to be a magical girl but… The class insisted on me being a shrine maiden." I barely heard her as she spoke directly into the desk.
"But you wear it all the time outside of school! I think you look good as a shrine maiden." I said attempting to lift her spirits.
She raised her head from her desk and gazed at me with an expressionless face. "But I even have a magical wand to go with a costume." She reached inside her miko outfit and pulled out something completely absurd.
"Himegami! That's not a magical wand! That's a stun baton! Where did you even get that?" In fact, why are you carrying it on you and calling it a magical wand!"
She paused for a while as if thinking about her response before finally replying, "It's, a, sec~ret."
I'm beginning to think Himegami isn't such a normal person after all.
In the next instant, the windows to the room swung open letting a strong gust of autumn wind into the class.
"Ha ha ha! So this is where you were, Kazeyare Kouta!" A familiar voice rang in my head, one that usually brought trouble with it. I turned my head and found one of my nightmares had just become a reality.
Despite us being on the second floor, Sogiita Gunha was seemingly standing right outside the window wearing a large, tattered black coat with a hood shadowing his face. He stepped inside and hopped onto one of the desks. "Kazeyare Kouta! I the Grim Reaper have come for your soul!" He reached inside is cloak and pulled out a toy scythe.
"Gunha! What are you doing!"
"The wolf-woman noticed your ill prepared for this unholy night so I have come here to taint your gutless soul in darkness!" He said while making dramatic motions.
Though at first it came off as gibberish, I understood the point he was trying to get across. "I told you I'm not going! You and Ayumi can have fun by yourselves! The last Halloween I spent with you we ended up on the top of Misawa Cram School!" Though I'll admit it to myself that night was a lot of fun.
My words seem to have no effect on the Grim Reaper as he grabbed my right arm and pulled me toward the window. "Don't worry mortal! Tonight's Halloween will be beyond anything you can imagine!" His signature grin reassured me that something terrible was going to happen.
We arrived at one of the specialty malls that sell holiday themed items such as masks in Halloween or Christmas Trees depending on the season. I stood next to my two roommates in irritation as they shuffled through the rack of costumes.
"How about this one?" Gunha asked for the 17th time.
It was a very valid question considering he was helping me pick out a Halloween costume, unfortunately it wasn't directed at me.
"Hmm? No. Besides, superhero costumes are overrated. It's best to go old school and stick to the classical themed costumes." Ayumi explained after giving the red and blue suit a quick glance.
"Oi. I have a question." I said with barely contained anger.
"What is it Kouta?" Gunha replied while still searching through the rack.
"I 'agreed' to trick-or-treating with you guys so don't I get a say in what I'm wearing?" It's absurd I even have to ask this question!
"No." they replied flatly.
"What!? What do you mean no?"
"Kouta." Gunha turned to me with a serious expression. "What was your last Halloween costume?"
"A ghost."
"And the year before that?"
"A ghost."
"And the year before that?"
I see where this conversation is going and I don't like it. "What's wrong with a ghost costume? It's a classic!" I felt a bit insulted that he's mocking my taste in Halloween costumes! I mean ghost costumes are a classic like witches and skeletons!
"I've been meaning to say this for a while now Kouta but I held my tongue. My guts cannot allow me to do that anymore! Kouta, you need to understand. Two holes in a bed sheet do not make you a ghost."
"Pfft!" A muffled laugh escaped from Ayumi's wolf mask. "Your profile did say you conserve your money but a bed sheet." I barely heard the heart stabbing words.
"Don't laugh at me! I had to save my money for certain… Things…" I remembered something that I immediately wanted to forget.
"Oh?" Her laughing stopped and I imagine a sinister grin appeared on her face behind that mask. "And what were these items?"
"I uh… Can't really remember. It was so long ago." I said nervously, attempting to dodge the question.
Gunha raised an eyebrow, "What? How could you forget? You were saving money so you could buy that awesome trenchmppphh!" I swiftly took my and placed it over his mouth!"
"Ahahahahaha! Gunha you must be mistaking me for someone else! I completely forgot. I'm pretty sure you did too!" I said while looking him dead in the eyes.
I then proceed to initiate the bro-signs. Let me explain. The bro-signs are a complex series of facial expressions and head movements that only Gunha and me can understand. We developed this silent language due to years of getting in trouble and escaping the clutches of Anti-Skill, one specifically I refer to as Gorilla Tits.
Gunha! You can't tell her about that! I removed my hand from his mouth to see his response.
Huh? Why not? I mean Wild Storm was awesome! He shot me a grin.
No! No no no! Forget about that! It never happened! I don't want anybody to know about it! Especially her!
Gunha finally nodded his head in understanding. "Ah. I'm sorry Ayumi. I uh, don't know anything a-about this p-purchase he made years ago. Ahahahaha!" He said sheepishly while scratching the back of his head.
I could only facepalm in response. I forgot Gunha is a bad liar. Well it's my fault in the first place for even trusting him with such information.
Though I couldn't see her face, I assumed she was analyzing our suspicious actions. "Is that so?" She continued to scan through the costumes without another word to us about the subject.
They finally agreed on a costume that I would wear tonight. I was grateful that it wasn't anything like the candy-cane costume or Aogami's Suited Helmet. For this Halloween, I would be a vampire. I had a large black cape with a sharp edge design on the end with a black and red Tuxedo. The tuxedo also had realistic blood stains on it. I was actually quite impressed with the whole outfit, though the fake fangs were a bit uncomfortable to wear. We headed out the shop after we made the purchase but the two headed deeper inside the mall instead of the exit.
"Where are you guys going?" I asked.
"Huh? What are you talking about? Your costume isn't finished yet." Ayumi said in a matter-of-factly.
I raised my eyebrow in confusion, "What do you mean? I got the fangs, the bloody suit. I even got this gaudy and useless cape.
Ayumi and Gunha both shook their head in disappointment. "Vampires have blood red eyes that shine in the dark right? You'd be a gutless vampire without the red eyes!"
I'm not sure guts has anything to do with this Gunha…
Ayumi chipped in. "Not to mention you need black hair. Your blonde hair just naturally offsets the whole outfit."
I realized it was pointless to argue with the two about this, so I swallowed my retort and followed, but…
"Although, I cannot let that previous comment pass about the cape." Gunha said.
Here we go again. It's one of the many long-standing arguments I have with Gunha. Next to how you set the toilet paper on the roller. "I keep telling you, it serves no purpose but to get in the way and be aesthetically pleasing to the audience. There's no reason for a cape to exists!"
Gunha stepped forward, "A cape can inspire Guts! It's what the hero or villain stands for! A cape can tell you all about someone and their beliefs!" His voice was steadily increasing in volume.
"A costume can do that too! A cape is a venerability! It's exposed and frail and it's always a disadvantage for someone to have it!" I argued.
"That's the point! It shows that even the strongest person has a weakness. It's a symbol of what they want to protect! That's why it's on their back!"
We angrily glared at each other for a while before we both started laughing hysterically. It's been a while since I had a heated argument with Gunha, and to tell you the truth, it was fun! I didn't know I missed these pointless fights or strange outings. It seemed Gunha missed them too!
After we finished gathering the rest of the supplies for tonight, we headed back to the dorms with newfound vigor. I might actually enjoy myself tonight! Though I hate the thought of dying my hair and contacts seems even less of an enjoyable task, I decided to suck it up for one night of fun. We dyed my hair and with some struggle, I finally put the red contacts in my eyes.
"Gah! How does anyone do this? These things feel so weird. I understand why Ayumi wears glasses now." I remarked while blindly stepping out of the bathroom with my arms outstretched.
"I don't wear prescription glasses." She casually replied.
I rubbed my eyes in discomfort as I stumbled to the living room. "Eh? Then why do you wear those thick rimmed glasses?"
"Because it makes me look weak." I heard the heavy footsteps of her costume drag across the floor heading to the kitchen. "My mother told me that my fake smile gave away my true intentions so she suggested these thick glasses and braided ponytail that gave off the impression of a weak librarian. Now that I think about it, that's probably the best advice she ever gave me."
Your mom gave you bad advice! Instead of hiding your evil intentions, why don't you just get rid of them altogether? Well, she is Kihara Ayumi. I imagine if mad scientists actually exist, I feel Ayumi would fit that template rather well, appearance and mentality. Although I can't say appearance right now due to her wearing that full-body wolf costume, which reminded me of another thing.
"Isn't that costume hot? You've been wearing that all day." I commented, curious as to why she would wear that thing all day.
"Not at all. I'm a pyrokinetic remember? Regulating my body temperature is something all thermokinetics have to be proficient in to use their powers. It's one of the very basics." She explained.
"Hm? You aren't immune to heat and cold?"
"No. When I use my powers, there's an extremely thin layer of cold air that counteracts the heat. I can still burn myself and I actually have as well as given myself a small case of frostbite due to a miscalculation."
"Wait." I tuned myself completely to the conversation. "Wouldn't that make you a thermokinetic rather than a pyrokinetic?"
She scoffed lightly in the suit. "Technically there have been no known cases of a true pyrokinetic or cryokinetic. Each one can vary the temperature both directions, just primarily one direction. Normally a 'thermokinetic' only has the capability to keep the air around them a stable room temperature. This isn't bad but to handle the higher temperatures, it's going to require a little more contrast."
"So there's always the threat of being burned by your own power?" I'm slightly relieved I only have this pointless mental power.
"Yes. In fact, my full power output can put me up there with the Level 5's. Though by doing so, I have to fully dedicate my calculations to reaching that point. I would but my body would be burned the instant I reach that point."
Another enlightening conversation with Ayumi. Sometimes I find it hard to believe she'll ignore common sense simply for convenience. "Oh wait. That doesn't explain why were wearing that suit all day." I almost forgot about that.
"The suit is a bit stiff. I was trying to loosen it up. I need to be as nimble as possible for tonight." She began to perform some light stretches.
"Nimble? For what?" It's not like trick-or-treating is a strenuous task.
Gunha entered the room with his life-sized scythe in tow. "Alright guys! I'm ready!"
"What took you so long? You were already wearing your outfit!"
Gunha averted my gaze and walked toward the door. "I uh had to prepare my deathly guts! Yeah!" I noticed there was a slight bulge on his back behind the cloak.
Before I could inquire, Ayumi pushed Gunha out the door. "We've wasted enough time already. Hurry up and let's go!" They soon disappeared from sight as they headed downstairs.
I was about to follow but remembered I left my candy bucket inside the bathroom. I quickly opened the door and grabbed it but saw something that grabbed my attention.
Or rather, the lack thereof.
The toilet paper roll was missing. I know I put a new one recently.
Then the terrible truth dawned on me.
"Oi! Gunha! Ayumi!" I ran out the room as fast as I could, slamming the door behind me. I just wanted a normal October 31st but noooooo! I gotta babysit two destructive psychotics with the mentality of an eight year old. I guess there's never a dull moment!
Not in Academy City.
Okay! So we have some character interactions! That's pretty much all this was! Interesting things will happen next chapter and I'm going to try something different for a change. As always I appreciate your thoughts or reviews! I'll see you when I see you!
Crashing Out!