A/N: Again, I own nothing except for my OCs

Current Arc: The Fox Lady Delinquent

Chapter 3: Kanzaki's End

All eyes were fixated on the pair of students, one with a smiling face and a baby on his back, while the other had a scowl on her face.

"H-he's freakin' smiling at Ka-Kanzaki-san..."

"Jesus, his expression creeps me out."

A few mumbles could be heard arousing from a crowd of other delinquents in the classroom as they stared at Oga and Kitsune.

"That's Kanzaki-san to you, first-years," Kanzaki's voice reverberated through the room, his casual position resumed and his legs on his desk.

"Ah, my bad. Kanzaki-kun-I mean, Kanzaki-san..."

No, wait. How should I go about doing this? I can't be all like,"Here! Have this baby!". Arggghh... Why am I stuck with this stupid kid... huh? Oga's thoughts trailed off when he spotted Kitsune walking towards Kanzaki, her scowl turning into a snarl.

"I'm here, for business. I ain't here to play," Kitsune's voice was even more strict and commanding than Kanzaki. Definitely a no-nonsense kind of person.

"Oh? And what kind of business does a scrawny first-year like you want with me?" Kanzaki's dull eyes were fixated onto the small figure before him. A warning bell rang in his head; this kid looked so familiar, and she was emitting some kind of dark aura that spelled trouble.

"I have-"

"We've come to offer our services to the Great and Strong Kanzaki-san!"

All eyes now turned towards the doorway again, and behind the two first-years was another male teen, his silver hair drenched with sweat. Kitsune's crimson eyes blazed furiously at him, obviously disagreeing with the newcomer. Oga was still contemplating about his own worries, not noticing that his best friend Furuichi Takayuki was standing at the door.

Shiroyama stood up immediately, having recovered from Kanzaki's attack. "We cannot trust if you are telling the truth. I have heard stuff about you," He stabbed a finger in Oga's chest. "Kanzaki-san, he-"

"Prove that he can serve me."

Kanzaki smirked evily at the male first-year before him and at his loyal lackey. "Prove that those brats can serve me. I have no use for those weaker than you, Shiroyama. So prove it." His muscles tensed for a second, which bursted the Yogurty packet in his hand, sending drops of yogurt drink flying everywhere. Natsume wolf-whistled impressively.

Shiroyama nodded and turned back to Oga. "And there you have it."

Oga grinned,"So, if I beat you, you'll believe me, right?"

"What are you up to anyway?"

"Huh?" Oga looked slightly confused.

"I've crushed countless people like you. Trash that try to get close to Kanzaki-san just end up-" Shiroyama's words were cut short by a sharp strike to the jaw, causing him to fall to his knees weakly.

'As usual, no hint of holding back.' Furuichi sweat-dropped as he watched Shiroyama's bulky figure fall lifelessly to the floor. Kitsune watched all this unfold before her with a rather calm and bored expression on her face before walking over to Shiroyama's body, then lifting a leg and forcefully delivering a stomp onto his stomach mercilessly.

Natsume seemed to have the same thoughts as Furuichi. 'Oga's strike acted as a lever to shut the brain down, causing Shiro-chan to fall unconscious instantly. And that girl,' His eyes turned to glance at Kitsune. 'She's a carbon copy of a sadistic Kanzaki. Not to mention, she looks so familiar...'

Kanzaki watched with a surprised look on his face, but it only lasted for a second before he smirked sadistically and got up from his seat, clapping slowly. "I underestimated both of you. Alright, welcome to 3-A."

Oga grinned and his arms rose, preparing to hand over Berubo when he spotted a bulky figure getting up slowly from the floor at the corner of his eye. Kitsune stood beside the male brunette, looking at a stumbling Shiroyama.

"I-I, can still f-fight..." Shiroyama was certainly struggling to get up, let alone fight. Kitsune was tempted to stomp on his stomach again, but restrained herself from trying to kill the pathetic loser.

Kanzaki's dull eyes calmly watched Shiroyama's stumbling figure, but his foot had already implanted itself onto his face, causing Shiroyama to fall again, face bruised and bloodied. The sound of heavy collapsing reverberated through the torn-down classroom, echoing down the corridors and hallways. Oga stared in amazement, his thoughts clouded in happiness.

'Yes! Bullseye! This guy's really strong; Berubo's gotta love him! Then, I'll say goodbye to this hectic life!' His demonic grin got wider and wider by each passing second while watching Berubo staring at Kanzaki with only a slight look of interest when the third-year bent down to look at him.

"Alright, newbies. I got your first job.," Kanzaki's voice jolted Oga back to reality. "Take out the trash, both of you."

"Huh?" Both first-years asked unanimously. They stared from the bloodied Shiroyama to the sadistically smiling Kanzaki, who was rubbing Berubo's head when Oga had placed him down earlier on. Kitsune's eyes narrowed, her fists clenched and she was about to walk over when she felt Oga's arm stop her.

"What? You expect me to stand here doing nothing while you take orders from this-this prick?!" Hissed the furious teenager as she watched Oga's calm expression.

"Firstly, I don't intend to follow this guy; my idiot best friend suggested it because he's concerned about me," Oga pointed at Furuichi, who looked confused yet seemed to be happy that a girl was finally looking at him in a normal way, instead of giving him some disgusted look which they usually did. Kitsune raised an eyebrow and continued listening to Oga. "Secondly, I think the right word for this guy is 'asshole', not prick. So, if you would excuse me, I'll be taking out the trash now."

Kitsune watched his retreating figure slowly, but when Oga turned around, she caught the words "I'll save you some" being mouthed out, and she smirked, knowing what Oga was up to now.

"You okay, pal?" She ran over to help Shiroyama up, while Natsume returned with a fresh cloth. The bulky third-year nodded painfully, his speech muffled by the wet cloth Natsume was using to clean the blood off is face. Furuichi approached them hastily and shot a questioning look at Kitsune,"Please tell me that Oga isn't going to do anything stupid-"

"ORRYAH! VORTEX PUUUNCH!"

The sound of glass shattering could be heard, as well as a cry of anguish from Kanzaki as he flew out of the room, Oga standing by the glass smithereens with his veins nearly visible as he tensed his muscles. The previously full packets of Yogurty were bursted and puddles of drink could be seen among the mess, Kanzaki's broken chair near the window.

"-never mind. Pretend that I never spoke a word at all. Wait, where are you going?" Furuichi caught sight of Kitsune racing towards the window and jumping out of it, but not before giving the male brunette a high-five.

Kanzaki could barely feel himself. He had gone completely numb with shock and pain as he descended towards the ground with every second passing.

What had happened just now? One second that scrawny first-year had blocked his kick and in the next he was sent flying through the window when that Oga Tatsumi punched him.

'How can this be? I am Kanzaki Hajime, one of the TKKH! I can't possibly be beaten by some little brat! Dammit...' Kanzaki's thoughts were interrupted by another descending figure with long black hair and crimson eyes, her mouth an insane grin as he felt a barrage of punches raining down on his numb body, which began to react painfully and he let out a cry of pain.

"Rapid..." Kitsune raised her right fist, her left hand clutching to Kanzaki's sleeve, restraining him as his final cry rang through her ears.

"DAMN YOU, BRATS!" Roared the struggling blonde, as his eyes trailed Kitsune's finishing blow.

"... Blood Strike!"

She brought her fist down heavily onto Kanzaki's stomach, sending him crashing down to the ground like a falling meteor. The inpact of hitting the floor at such speed caused a large hole in the dirt floor, with an unconscious Kanzaki lying inside, clothes torn and tattered with his body and face bruised badly. Beside the hole, however, a crimson-eyed girl landed gracefully on her two feet, fists slightly bruised and a scowl on her face.

Furuichi and Oga were the first to arrive. When both saw the scene before them and the large, gaping hole, Furuichi's eyes rolled back into his skull, and he fell back, similarly unconscious. Oga grinned widely at the scowling teen, and Berubo was wild with joy. His eyes sparkled at the sight of someone so strong and brutal, hands outstretched towards Kitsune.

"Ah... too bad he wasn't the one. I'll just have to keep finding someone else stronger than Kanzaki huh..." Oga sighed and kicked a pebble on the ground. It flew towards the tree trunk, bounced off it and hit Berubo's head.

Silence filled the school grounds, and when Oga realized that Berubo's eyes were tearing up, it was too late. Furuichi had already scurried off 60 meters away from him, and a baffled Kitsune stood there, until she saw sparks and her brain flashed back to her first meeting with Oga...

"Crap."

It was yet another normal day at Ishiyama High, but it was a first for Kitsune, who had no idea that there was more to come as she walked back home, pretending that she had never witnessed an explosion that was caused by a certain green-haired baby.