Disclaimer: I don't own OHSHC
Date: 02/18/08
Title: Kiss Kiss Fall In Love
Author: funnibubbley
Parings: MoriOCKyo HaniOC (might add other parings)
Characters:
Tsuhigi Hisae & Li Nagisa
Song That I Was Listening to While Writing This: Speeding Cars by Imogen Heap
Chapter 3: Sweet Visitations
It was Friday afternoon and I came home from school with my bag hanging loosely of my shoulder and my face caked with dirt. My hair was loose from the pony tail it was once in and my clothes were tattered and ripped. I had multiple scratches and bruises all over me. Paint and crayon markings, makeup spread all over my face and my Mary Jane shoes scratched and destroyed.
"Tadaima..." I grumbled stepping into my house. My nanny and maid came rushing over to the door fussing about the way I looked. They were tumbling over one another to reach me. I took a deep breath and looked at my options: A. Go back to school and get killed B. Find somewhere to run and hide C. Take it like an alien (not from earth). B sounded more appealing at the moment.
"Ittekimasu..." I said turning around only to crash into my grandfather's tall frame.
"Ojiisama!" I squeaked when lifted me up and threw me across his shoulder. He was very tall and rather strong for an old man. He used to be"I am seventeen years old and I demand to be treated as such!"
"You can't even treat yourself that age, how do you expect me to do such an explicit thing?" he said twirling me around.
"Ojiisama you pervert! Put me down." I threw punched, but he dodged them and I hit the air. Ojiisanwas a former kendo master and national champion in his days. Now and again he'd go back to the dojo and teach. When he came over (which was most of the time) he'd give me some excessive, brash training.
"Mama!" I screamed wildly. My long hair shook all over the place.
"Hisae stop your foolishness. Such unnecessary behavior! And what happened to you today. I just bought you your third uniform since the beginning of the semester. What constant fights must you pick everyday!" she said to me. She stood under Ojiisama with her arms crossed. She was in a dress suit so the only assumption I could make was that she came home from a business meeting at the Ootori Neurological Hospital. Don't ask me why they didn't simply have a general hospital. Everyone was equip to handle any situation given, but there were hospitals all over for different problems. Neurological, Endocrine, Muscular, etc. all of the unnecessary.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not in the mood to go to the dojo today. I just finished two tests today, of which I know I aced, I had volunteered to take care of the children in Tsekino Section upon the elementary section's principal. Then those savages got clay and paint in my hair. The girls decided to make me "look prettier". Then the Sakujiro middle school student came in for "Brother/Sister Time" where the two sections are divided into E classes: 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 and then they let out the animals from the zoo section and had the dogs released on me. I had to feed the tiger and jumped in the cage to get my bracelet back. Then I had to run through the Hatsubana University Section and almost got killed by the Juniors by crossing their turf. And that is why I look the way I do. I'm only lucky that I know martial arts and have a superior stamina."
"Such a long story little girl." Ojiisan said. He was still holding me over his shoulder. "That just tells me you're getting rusty. Let's go to the dojo!"
"I don't feel like training!" I groaned. I was in my kendo uniform, sitting on my knees. I was a bit cleaned up know, but I still had bruises and scratches left. I begged Ojiisan to pick up Nagisa on the way. The only thing that stopped him from ever trying to kill me was Mama and Nagisa. Fortunately he feared them both. grabbed me by my ponytail and forced me to look back at him.
"Ah, but I have someone I'd like you to meet." he said to me.
"Fight is more like it." Nagisa said from across the room. She was out in the garden sitting at the table beside the window. I pouted and narrowed my eyes at her.
"Who?" I moaned out, stretching like a cat on the ground.
"Well it's more like two people. Current Kendo Champion and one who comes from a prestigious martial arts family. Although, both families are rather rich. I am in fact very close to their families, having trained their fathers when they were young boys." he bragged.
"You're old now. Get over yourself." I said standing and cracking some joints and stretching some more. He moved over to the door and opened it to reveal Hani and one of the tall dark haired guy I was fascinated with.
"This is Haninozuka Mitsukuni and Morinozuka Takashi." Ojiisan introduced to me. I stared screaming and wailing.
"NO! I don't like these people!" I cried. Ojiisan's eyebrows knitted together.
"I take it you've met." he said.
"Of course. Under the term that almost matches 'sexual harassment'." Nagisa spoke from outside.
"You wanted me to meet these people. I HATE YOU!" I screamed at her grandfather. He was holding me by my arms trying to pull me up onto my feet, but I released the weight at my knees so I couldn't stand unless I chose to.
"I apologize for her rudeness Takashi-san, Mitsukuni-san." Ojiisan said to them. He glared at me and shouted, "Get up!"
"I don't want to." I whimpered from his feet. I felt like a puppet being strangled.
Notes: I find that I should start writing under Microsoft more so I don't keep losing my work when I have to log back in. T.T it's not working out as you can see by the facial expression. So now I have more to add in...(I'm starting to feel like those author's fillings in manga)
Schools:
Hisae- Attends the third most prestigious and rich school in Japan. Awatori Central is divided into four sections:
Elementary: Tsekino
Principal: Kisawarino Take
Location: North
Junior High: Sakurijo
Principal: Hakame Sukihe
Location: East
Senior High: Nyobashi
Principal: She Mamoru
Location: West
University: Hatsubana
Principal: Lee Hoshikara
Location: South
The elementary and junior high spend combine free time and senior high and university are free to roam the campus. There are five classes for each grade, that are placed by social status (5 being the highest ranked class). This school frequently sends out scholarships to find who ranks for each level to pay for the university of that person's choice (Hatsubana is also an option (must pay twice as much to attend Hatsubana)). They must at least rank between 1 to 7 to attend their school.
Okay so that's all I can come up with...the notes (gomen) are longer than the story...so I'll continue a little bit more now...sorry for the inconvenience. I must be boring, but I tend to get that a lot. Maybe I'll come up with uniforms later on...
I noted that Hani-san wasn't wearing any particular fight clothing, but the mysterious guy behind him was. Why he was so intriguing to me was rather odd at first. Everything about Morinozuka-san was so interesting, but so plain. Rather simple, where there was me. Very colorful. Wild grey colored hair with colored streaks (oh and recently I thought about trying yellow on!) and bright green eyes. He made me feel so stupid, because he looked so normal.
I sunk to the ground when Ojiisan finally released my arms. My wrist stung and rosy marks could be seen rung around my wrists.
"Hisae meet your new tutor, national kendo champion and master. Morinozuka Takashi." Ojiisan told me. Somehow I was starting to get a bad feeling about this training session. If he's does martial arts, does that mean. 'Hani-sempai...' I though turning my attention to him. He looks so young, but looks are always so deceiving. I can't believe he's a master in martial arts, but that's when I realized why his name was so familiar. The Haninozuka and Morinozuka family were told in martial arts...I had heard of them at one time in Nyobashi.
Morinozuka-san placed his hand behind him and gripped his shinai and looked down at me with demeaning eyes. I guess he was almost like a ninja. Never show your enemy you true emotions, they read you like a book.
I was so caught up in my thoughts I hadn't realized he had taken out the shinai and almost hit me. In enough time I quickly dodged it by flipping back, but I slipped and my shoulder grazed the ground. Shakily I pulled myself up in a limp.
"You could at least give a little more warning." I said standing up. I was still clutching my shoulder rather tightly and something told me that it would be black-and-blue by tomorrow morning.
"Rule #1: The predator never tells his prey when he strikes." Ojiisan said from on the platform above us. This wasn't the kind of day I planned.
Notes: See I did write more...R&R!