A/N: OMFG, I hate the changes they made to this site! I can't even find my stories anymore! V.V But, I shall triumph. Because my readers reviewed and I don't want to leave them hanging...
Chapter four
Kouta got up early the next morning. He had packed his bag the night before, and he could hardly sleep for the excitement coursing through his veins. He was really going to meet Silabus! And Haseo! And Atoli and Sakubo and Kuhn! And his mom had given him permission to stay the night! But it was going to take a long train ride to get there. He would have to leave soon. He heard an alarm start to sound in the next room.
Kouta absentmindedly turned on the coffee pot on his way back to his room. Let's see... He thought diligently. I brought my clothes, a blanket, a pillow, my toothbrush, some toothpaste, a book on "The World" to read while on the train, and his deck of Crimson Versus cards. Seems like everything is there, he thought as he heard the coffee pot ringing. He poured a cup carefully, and added a little sugar and milk. Then he brought it to his mother's room.
"Hey, Mom?" She was still asleep, even though her alarm was still resounding very loud. He set the cup of coffee down on the bedside table and flicked it off. His mother looked so peaceful, sleeping with her head nearly completely covered in the blankets, her long black hair sprad all across her pillow. He hated to wake her, she never got enough sleep, working two part-time jobs to support both of them, but she did have to go to work soon.
Kouta prodded her in the head. "Wake up." No response. "Mom..." He shook her head slightly. No response. Sleeping persistantly still, huh? I can be persistant, too, Kouta thought as he took a deep breathe and yelled, "MOOOM!"
She sat up immediately, shocked out of sleep and groggily asked, "Is there a fire?"
"No, but there's coffee," Kouta said, offering her the cup.
"Ah, Kouta, you're so good to your mother." She said taking the cup happily and taking a big sip. "Ah..." She sighed appreciatively. "What would I do without you?"
"You would sleep." He grinned.
"Ah, too true..."
"So, am I still allowed to go the slumber party?" He asked again to make sure. He must have asked a few times already, but he wanted to make sure, just in case.
"Yes, Kouta, yes, go." She danced in bed. "I can't believe my Kouta-chan is going to his first slumber party!" Then a thought hit her. "Hey, Kouta, there won't be any girls at this party, will there?"
"Yeah, one." He quickly started talking again when his mother made a shocked face at him, "But she's like, twenty, mom. She's old."
"OOH, KOUTA!" He rubbed his ears gentley, fearing he would have some hearing problems when older. "Going to parties with older women! You are growing up fast." She smiled, took another sip, and patted his head. "Don't worry about it. You can still go, Kouta-chan."
Kouta smiled. "Thanks, mom." He felt another twinge of guilt and fear. He doubted she would be so okay with it if she knew it was the first time he would actually meet any of them.
"You have to get going soon, don't you? Wait a second, you're taking the train, right?" He nodded. "Okay, did I give you enough to get there and back? Some extra for a souvenir or two? Hold on..." She bounded over to the other side of her bad and dug a few more thousand yen from her purse. "Here's some more, just in case of emergency." He took it, thanking her. He didn't want to take it, but she would've insisted. He would just leave it on top of the coffee pot when he left.
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Nanami woke to a flurry of noise in the next room over. Then, a loud bang. The frickin' birds were tweeting again, at what? She grabbed her alarm clock. Frickin seven in the morning. Retarded birds, she thought, as she got out of bed and padded over to Chigusa's room.
"Chigusa?" She asked knocking. "You aren't having that great of sex, are you?"
The door whipped open as her roommate, Chigusa, threw it against the wall. Her room was a complete wreck, compared to what it normally was. Clothes everywhere, bed unmade, she wasn't too much better looking.
"What if I was? Would you have knocked, still?" She was angry. That never happened. Hardly. Nanami kind of liked it. It was loads better than, 'Oh, no, go right ahead' Chigusa.
"Yeah. we could've made a party of it." As Chigusa began to get even more spitting mad, Nanami invited herself in. Surveying the room, she asked, "Going somewhere?" Damn birds still tweeting like mad. Nanami didn't hate birds before Chigusa brought these damn Atolis in.
Chigusa deflated. "Yeah..." She sounded like she was dying. "I don't know what to bring, I mean, there are going to be people I respect there, so I want to look nice, and then there are going to be children and hot men and beautiful women and--"
"You don't know what would be okay for all of them?" Nanami got to the point.
Chigusa nodded. "Right."
"Well," Nanami picked up a few clothes from the floor. "You want to look hot, but professional, and not," she picked up a lacy red bra that she gave Chigusa for her birthday. It still had the tags on it. She ripped the tags off, and tossed it on the small pile of clothes on the bed. She finished her sentence, "X-rated."
Chigusa nodded quickly, causing all of her long blonde hair to fall in her face. "Right!" She said, pushing it away, annoyed.
"Okay. This is going to take some work, but I think we can do it."
Chigusa smiled. It was so nice to have someone take care of her sometimes.
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By this time, Yuuichi was already up, had a thermos full of green tea in his hand, his messenger bag with his books for the day hanging off one shoulder, and walking to his first class. He slept very well, since he had studied so hard yesterday, he nearly forgot all about the party. He would have to stop by the grocery store and get some cake or something. He brushed his dyed brown hair out of his face, and remembered.
"Oh, shit!" Yuuichi swore loudly.
"Dude, chill." His friend, Tomoki, a pretty girl with the same major as he did, met him at a corner. "You can go get your porn later."
Green tea came out his nose. Not pleasant. "What!?"
"Still joking. What's wrong?" She was serious this time.
"I forgot that there are going to be people I don't know at the party." She was the only one around the school who knew about it, and, for the sake of it being for The World, she would go. In the world, she was a blue Lord Partizan named Namida, a Canard member.
"Dude, it'll be fine." She noted his worried expression, and added, "How bad could it be?"
Besides the fact that there may be a few people who don't get along and the thing may end up a riot... I don't know. He didn't answer.
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"Mom, I'm going now!" Ryou yelled towards the kitchen.
"Wait! Ryou!" His mom walked to him. She studied him. "You aren't going in that, are you?" She questioned his baggy black jeans, black hoodie, and boots. "Maybe something a little less... evil?"
He grinned, angrily, and walked out the door without answering. Swinging his backpack with all the necessities onto his shoulder, he started to the train terminal, battling the fear to run back to his house.
What if no one liked him at the party? Would they ask him to leave? Could he deal with that?
He bent his head as he walked. He thought of Silabus, and Gaspard, and realized that he wouldn't be alone. He smiled for real this time, looking forward to the long train ride there, so that he would have enough time to level up a bit with his beat laptop.
Ryou looked to the sky, and wondered what everyone else was doing now.
*******
"Come on, let's go!" Chika shouted at the small group she was bringing. Many of her classmates played The World, and the chance at even meeting the great Haseo was so much that many asked to come when they heard Chika talking about it with her friends. Half of them were still amazed that Chika, their Chika, was the former arena emperor, Alkaid.
One wasn't surprised at all. Yuasa was very aware of Alkaid, and the reason she was going was not because of Haseo, the black rogue, but because of Silabus, the man who stole her heart. Even more people would be surprised to know that she, Yuasa-chan, was Moon Tree's Sixth Division Captain, Sophora. But she wouldn't tell anyone that. Well, maybe Silabus...
A/N: Haha. I'm baack. And I think I might be able to find my own stories soon. This is not PWP, as I first conceived it. So, you have to read even more of my crap! Thank you for those who reviewed. I may not have found the motivation to do this without it.
BTW, seriously. I really hate it when there are these little crappy mistakes in my work. But I'm not a computer. Please help me by reporting the darn things when you see them.