Glass 7: Convincing St
Glass 9:
"Fuu, nice day isn't it, Yagyuu?" Niou stated in a bored tone.
"I suppose, Niou-kun," Yagyuu replied. He was equally bored, but with good reason. They were both 'on-duty' as the proxies for the AIJC, and the three of them had been sitting there for the past hour waiting for someone to contact the club.
The third person was asleep and having nice dreams about sugar plum fairies and such (probably not, but hey).
"Should we wake up Jiroh?" Niou asked mischievously.
"Niou-kun, let him be. Fuji Yuuta-kun will probably call in the next few minutes or so depending on when their practice is. Just wait a little longer. Then next shift should be here soon," Yagyuu sighed.
Niou pouted, but leaned back in his chair, attempting to relax. That was impossible for a trickster, though, so he began rummaging through his hidden pockets inside his regular's jacket.
"What are you doing, Niou-kun?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Niou muttered. He didn't bother looking up from the trick he was planning.
"It looks like you're going to setup some sort of rig that will harm Jiroh-kun in some way if he wakes up. No, make that when he wakes up," Yagyuu stated.
"Nice. You saw through yet another prank. Good job, Yagyuu, now could you hold this string while I tie the other end to this peg?" Niou chuckled.
Meanwhile, at St. Rudolph…
Right the plan… I'm supposed to call the number that Aniki texted me yesterday if I spot any Inui Juice. That shouldn't be too hard, Yuuta thought reluctantly.
To clear things up, today was Yuuta's birthday and everyone (well all the regulars anyway…) was chillaxing at his dorm, and wouldn't leave. No matter what, Yuuta did they hung around, which made Yuuta feel very uncomfortable. Why? Because it was his birthday dang it!
The punch looked ok. It was a weird greenish color, but hey it tasted good. The food was fine, and the mocha cake was good. Mmm, cake… The only thing that was questionable was the 'ice cream floats' that Mizuki so kindly brought.
And the guests, they were all dressed in funeral clothes, in his dorm, and they were all grinning evilly! Ok, not everyone, but a lot of them were. Yanagisawa and Ryoh were eating all of the sandwiches, but since Yuuta liked sushi he was alright with that. Yoshiro-bucho and that other guy were sipping punch and having a regular boring conversation about paperwork, Yuuta didn't care about that much so he ignored them.
Then there was Mizuki. He was having fun hording his ice cream. Wait… Why is Mizuki-senpai hoarding ice cream? Yuuta asked himself. He went to bother his senpai because he was the birthday kid, and they had privileges!
"Hey Mizuki-senpai what are you doing with the -"
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" Mizuki screamed at the top of his lungs. The party murmuring stopped and everyone stared at Mizuki.
"Oh, it's you Yuuta… sorry for scaring everyone. You can go back to your conversations now," he said nervously.
"When did Mizuki become mentally unstable, dane?" Yanagisawa whispered to Ryoh.
He shrugged and replied, "Who knows? As long as he doesn't kill anyone it should be alright."
Yuuta looked around to see if anyone was still staring because Mizuki made him look bad. Seeing no one was bothering to care about the insane person, Yuuta tried again.
"Mizuki-senpai, what are you doing with the ice-?"
A bloodcurdling scream echoed in Yuuta's dorm room. And what do ya know, it came from Mizuki. Yuuta stared at him along with everyone one else. They all had one thought on their mind, "What's wrong with Mizuki? Oh hey! Ice cream…"
Mizuki, who by this point was seen as mentally unstable, snarled at the other regulars and tried to walk away with the ice cream.
"Wow there, you can't just take all the ice cream, Mizuki!" Yoshiro-bucho stated.
"Yeah, give us some, dane!" Yanagisawa quacked.
"No, it's mine! ALL MINE! Keep away from me," Mizuki snarled.
Everyone except Yuuta and Kaneda, attacked Mizuki and helped pry the ice cream away from him. All the while Mizuki made disturbing animal noises that vaguely resembled a cross between llama, goat, cow, and horse noises.
"Wow, that's disturbing!" muttered Ryoh.
"Way to state the obvious, Mr. Obvious," Yuuta sighed. He definitely was calling the AIJC for this one.
Back at the Headquarters
Niou had successfully fallen asleep while waiting for Jiroh to wake up and get pummeled by the trick he'd set up without Yagyuu's help (only because every time Yagyuu 'helped' he purposely messed up the trap). And five minutes later the phone rang, waking both Niou and Jiroh.
"Oh hey! The pho-" Jiroh started to say, but he was cut off.
His sitting up had snapped the string above his back, causing the mouse trap holding it to snap back and hit a row of dominoes, which somehow tripped another string trap, which cause a bowling ball to fall and activate yet another trap, which pulled the carefully placed false legs (because Fuji had installed one of those trick chairs that actually had the back legs sawed off, then tapped back on to make them look normal) out from under the chair.
Okay… That's a long run-on sentence. Let's just pause to admire that for a sec…. Okay, times up.
Anyway, if you don't want to read the run-on sentence up there or you want a summary: When Jiroh sat up he triggered a bunch of really fast chain reactions that eventually pulled the false legs out from under his chair causing him to fall backward and slam his head into the ground. Ouch.
"Niou-kun, when did you finish setting up this trap?" Yagyuu asked.
"I'll answer that in a sec. Moshi moshi? This is Niou speaking. Who am I talking to?" Niou said comically.
On the other end Yuuta twitched. "Niou, you know exactly who this is so stop playing dumb! Or maybe you don't… Damn it… This is Yuuta, it's about Aozu."
Niou grinned, "Now you're talking! I was getting bored just sitting here. At your dorm, right?"
"What are you a stalker?!" Yuuta shouted.
"Be glad I'm on your side, kiddo" Niou chuckled. While those two continued bickering, Yagyuu tried to revive Jiroh (who had a huge bump on his head), but he failed.
"SO you want us to help you right? …OK!" And with that Niou hung up without a goodbye.
"Niou-kun, help me pick Jiroh up. We need to get to the reasonable fast car. Speaking of which we need to shorten the name of the reasonable fast car…" Yagyuu sighed.
Whist help Yagyuu because he was nice, Niou said, "Let's call it… Gonzales!"
"Gonzales?"
"Wow! That's an awesome name!! I wanna ride in a car named Gonzales!" Jiroh shouted.
"Right then, to Gonzales!" Niou cheered. Jiroh ran off to find the car with a huge smile on his face.
"Why do you do these things?" Yagyuu muttered tiredly.
Several minutes later, the small team reached St. Rudolph and they sat there for a moment, thinking.
"I think we forgot to contact the others…" Jiroh stated calmly.
"I think so, too."
"Puri, to heck with that, just call Fuji and tell him to do that, let's go investigate the Aozu!" Niou shouted.
"You're the only one out of this group that's immune. We need backup," Yagyuu stated.
"No, you need backup. I'm fine as long as the zombies/insane people don't try to break my arm or something equally disturbingly weird," Niou countered cheerfully.
And he wandered off to discover what was happening, leaving Yagyuu and Jiroh to call for backup. They did just that and waited about 15 minutes for Fuji, Tezuka, Oshitari, Yukimura, and Davide to arrive.
"Maa, the others will be here eventually," Fuji stated cheerfully, "Until then, we should go aid Niou and Yuuta, ne?"
The quietly infiltrated the dorms and crept around looking for anything suspicious. Eventually the group cautiously crowded around the door to Yuuta's room.
"On the count of three... One, two, three!" The group opened the door and flung themselves inside.
"It's about time you guys go here! Those idiots over there took me hostage and Yuuta's out cold!" Niou shouted.
The semi-zombie St. Rudolph regulars meandered about as if they were stupid. They were completely unorganized, compared to the other zombified groups (see previous chapter).
Mizuki seemed sane enough, but he was actually quite the opposite. The moment one of the other Aozu influenced people wandered near him he snarled viciously and attacked him with a wooden paddle.
"Wow. This is an intolerable bunch. What happened?" Oshitari asked.
"Mizuki mixed the Aozu with ice cream. I think it weakened the effects a little," Niou replied. He went on to explain how Yuuta was getting attacked be his fellow regulars when he'd arrived, and how he probably screwed with their brains by playing some loud techno music (no offense to techno fans).
"Well, no matter… Good job Niou," Yukimura stated.
Tezuka, who was assessing the situation, stated, "This shouldn't be too hard. We just have to rescue Yuuta-kun and escape. The thing is Yuuta is right next to Mizuki."
"Mizuki? Who is that?" Fuji asked. Niou sighed and untied himself using his petenshi skills, since no one was bothering to help him.
"Who cares? Let's just get Yuuta and escape before these dolts figure out how to use their brains!"
"Good call, Niou-kun," Yagyuu said. He grabbed his handy-dandy golf club, while the other made their tennis rackets appear. Niou stood there sadly because he didn't have a tennis racket with him. Tezuka just stood there because he would never hit someone with a tennis racket, ever.
"Hey, could someone… you know, lend me a racket?" Niou asked tentatively.
Unfortunately for him, no one was listening. The AIJC members knocked down the zombies one by one with well aimed serves (only because Tezuka would get mad at them if they started using the tennis rackets like clubs and swords). Yagyuu was the only one going around hitting people, err… zombies, which was pretty OOC for him. That is until Mizuki snapped.
He rushed Niou going for a swipe in his abdomen, but he missed because Yagyuu took a couple of steps back at the same moment. The two crashed with minimal damage and got up.
"Nice on Yagyuu. You ok?" Niou said, but it didn't look like Yagyuu heard him. His glasses were a skew, which was probably why Niou could see that his eyes were out of focus.
"What the…? Hey are we late?" Mukahi asked.
"Why, yes. Yes you are," Oshitari replied solemnly, "We've just lost one to the influences of Inui juice, I believe."
"Carp, Yagyuu you ok? Hey… Don't try to throw ice cream at people! That's ungentleman-ish!" Niou shouted.
TO BE CONTINUED…
I'd say the next chapter will be out in about… two weeks? After all it's summer. I'll try to post chapters faster, but since I'm a slacker and a procrastinator, no promises. See ya at the end of the next chapter. And please review? I've been getting less and less reviews. It's depressing.