Chapter 5 continued: School, PTA in america

bold-Dark

regular-Daisuke

italics- in heads

last time: Dark fell asleep on Daisuke "MOM!!! DARK FELL ASLEEP ON ME!"

At six o'clock, the alarm clock rang. Daisuke woke up to find that Dark wasn't on top of him anymore.He was next to him, on the the side near the wall. He was sideways. Facing the wall. With one wing over himself as a blanket, and the other one over Daisuke.

"Dark...?" Daisuke was just starting to wake up. While Dark on the other hand, was sound asleep.

"Dark."

"..." Nothing.

"Dark. DARK. DAAARRRRKK!GET YOUR WING OFF OF ME! it's heavy. Dark. OI! Dark! wake up."

"..." Nothing. Again.

"MOM! DARK WON"T WAKE UP!! OR GET-" Dark's wing covered Daisuke's mouth. Then their mom came in, "sshhh. Daisuke. you don't want to wake him up. I'll lift his wing and you crawl out." she wispered in a very creepily-motherly tone. About an hour passed and nothing happend except for the fact that the mom couln't lift Dark's wing.

"hi-his wing---it- it's too heavy. you'll have to be late to school. sorry. I'll write directions to the school before we leave. byyeee."

"Wait mom. I don't want to be late for school. Well, ya i do. Just... NOT ON A FIRST DAY!" Dark opened his eyes.

"Nani?" he asked sleepily.

"Dark! your finally awake! Can you get your wing off of me?"

"wha?"

"YOUR WING."

"Ii desu ne?"

"yes. but that's besides the point. Could you please get your wing off of me? please?"

"Nande? Do shite?"

"Because... I would like to get to school on time."

"Oh. By the way, Dezzkay..." the mom said with false pronounciation.

"Daisuke."

"right. thanks. I was wrong. I thought that you were going to go to a theif school, but you have to be twenty. and Dark isn't going either. Since he can't read English. You boys will go to a public college until both of you are in your twenties."

"Dark? Can you... oh, I dunno... GET YOUR WING OFF OF ME!"

"" And again, nothing.

"DARRK!" Daisuke hit Dark on the head.

Dark finally took his wing off. But only to stretch it, then put it back down and try to sleep again.

"Daisuke. Honey. Try the gental approach. I can already tell that he's not a morning person."

"I know, I'm not. Acually... I'm usually an idiot when I wake up. Today you're lucky. But so is Daisuke when he's tired."

"Am NOT!"

"Fine. Then you try staying up for four days. Plus not eating for eight days."

"Fine. But Dark if we do get up now... can we go to school?" Daisuke asked hopefully.

"NERD."

"Am not!"

"fine. Baka otaku."

"Am not!"

"fine. if you stop saying 'am not' with a baby-ish tone, I'll come to school."

"yes! I will.."

Dark got up right after Daisuke. They both got dressed and ready to leave. At seven fif-teen, they flew out the back door with a map. Dark only needed a picture. Daisuke needed the absolute location. Both had some sort of magic avian (bird) DNA in them, so they were pretty good at directions.

"I think that's it." Daisuke yelled over the noise of the wind.

"Yah. Let's land over in those woods. Do you have the passes to get us out of anything for the year if needed?"

"yah."

They landed, put on sweatshirts, and hopped the fence. Dark was wearing Black jeans, black shoes, and a white shirt under a black zip up. Daisuke was wearing dark blue jeans, a collar shirt, and a red zip up. Dark had dyed his hair red, Like Daisuke.

"Daisuke."

"ya?"

"I need a name. I mean that you can call me. 'Dark' Isn't an ordinary Japanese name."

"what about 'Yuuko'?"

"okay."

They got to the school as soon as the bell rang. they checked their scheduals, and they had the same homeroom.

"Good morning class," the teacher began, "I'm Ms. Hagen. The only reason I say this is because we have two new students from Japan!" The class groaned.

Daisuke.

Yah, what?

Don't tell the teacher that I can't read English.

sure.

arigoto gozaimasu shita.

They walked into the class room and immidiatly greeted them in Japanese.

"Hajimemashite. Yuuko Niwa desu. Dozo yoroushiku."

"Hajimemashite. Daisuke Niwa desu. Dozo yoroushiku."

The class was absolutely silent.

"I mean," Daisuke began with a horrible American accent, "hi. I'm Daisuke Niwa, and this is my older brother, Yuuko. we are pleased to meet you."

"Anata fuu kikei, Daisuke. Kore wa, Amerika desu."

"Hai."

"Well. Take your seats in the back. Class we will be having a review quiz on basic physics today. So get out your pencils and paper." The teacher sorta looked like a cross between Tekishi, and Riku. for hair. It was strait and black. Dark took out a really old leather messanger bag that he used to use for stealing and took out a note book, and a pencil. Daisuke took out his usual bag from his old school. They both only had Japanese things, but they thought it would do. (as you may or may not know, Japanese paper has lines going top to bottom, right to left).

(Before they got off the plane a while ago, Dark practiced using magic to turn English into Japanese in his head. He had failed though so that option was useless.)

"all of the questions are on the board. If you need any help, just raise your hand." The teacher sat at her desk, and took out a book.

Daisuke. What's the first question say?

not now, Dark.

no really. I need to know.

you should know this.

I should. But I can't read. Remember?

Oh yah. Ask the teacher for help.

Just then The teacher walked up to Dark. "Yuuko, is there something wrong? I haven't seen you write anything for the past fif-teen minutes."

"No."

"then can I talk to you out side the class room?"

"uh...sure?" The class ooo-ed.

They went out in the hall.

"Can you read the board okay? Do you need to be in the front? Or... Can you not read?" at the last sentence the teacher looked like she was going to crack up.

"" He was silent. Dark looked away.

"Fine. Don't talk. Let's go back inside."

They went back inside. The class ooo-ed again as Dark took his seat.

"Yuuko, can I see you after class?"

" Sure. But I gotta warn you're not my type." The class cracked up. Daisuke shot him a death-glance. Don't be a pervert to the teacher, Dark.

why not? I think it's funny.

no it's not.

After school the teacher came up to him.

"Yuuko. In college, you can't get detention. But I'll ask you to respect me more."

"Sure."

"Yuuko?"

"Yes?"

"Tomarrow. You and your brother can't wear the sweatshirts. If you noticed everyone is wearing better-looking clothes."\

"m-kay."

As soon as the Day was over, they flew home.