sniff My Beta…My partner in crime…My other half…She's gone!!!!! cry, cry
Akira : holds up sign with disclaimer
Disclaimer : I'm writing a fan fiction. I doubt anyone with the ability to actually profit from a story would make a fan fiction.
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BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!
Akira successfully picked up his alarm clock and threw it at the wall. He sat up his bed, his hair more disheveled than usual. He got up and sluggishly walked to his closet, putting on his school uniform.
Walking over to his sister's room, he pulled a megaphone out from seemingly nowhere. Calmly lifting it up to his face, he yelled into it.
"HANA-CHAN, IT'S MORNING!!!"
She slowly sat up in her bed, rubbing her eyes, her hair also more disheveled than it should be. Maybe it was genetic. Who knows?
But let's focus on the task at hand. Akira was suddenly behind Hanabi, a comb in his hand, his other hand on her shoulder and his eyes glinting. Hanabi, now aware of the situation struggled to escape, but it was too late. Resistance was futile. The older of the two siblings ran a comb through the younger's hair as she tried to escape.
"ITAI, ITAI!! IT HURTS, NII-SAMA!!"
"It wouldn't hurt as much if you'd just hold still –miyo!"
"No fair! You don't comb your hair!!"
"That's because A, I couldn't if I tried, and B, I'm not a girl. Girls have to look pretty to catch a guy, right?"
"Chivalry is dead, Nii-sama."
"Call me old fashion, then –te."
"But I'm not!"
"Urusei, you're supposed to respect your elders."
The two continued to argue, ignorant to the fact that two others were unintentionally eavesdropping.
"Nyaaaaaa. The new neighbors seem like fun." One said.
"They aren't fun, Nii-chan." The other said in response.
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The red-eyed teen walked out of his house, a piece of toast in his mouth. As soon as he closed the front door, he heard an echo of it.
He looked around for the source, finding it several meters to his left. His face fell.
Perfect.
"Ohayo, Kaosu-san." I hate you.
The blue-eyed girl looked at him. "Ah. Ohayo, Kurosaki-kun." I hate you too.
They started to walk in the direction of their school.
"I thought you had no food." Heiji said. I was hoping you would die of starvation.
"I bought it from a store." I'm not going down without a fight.
"I see. So why'd you move here?" You stalker.
"It's for military purposes." Don't flatter yourself.
"Military? I thought you had to be eighteen for that." That's a lie.
"I'm a special case." It's not a lie.
"I see…" Whatever.
Their war of unspoken words was interrupted by a familiar orange-haired teen.
"Oh, Ohayo Seiko-chan." Heiji said as he reached the two of them.
"Ohayo, Heiji." Seiko said.
"Something's messed up here…" Akira muttered, sweatdropping.(1)
Seiko looked at the Crusader.
"Oh, Seiko-chan, Kurosaki-kun lives next door to me." Heiji explained.
After a moment, Seiko extended a hand to him. "Takahashi Seiko. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Akira took his hand reluctantly and smiled. "Same here, Takahashi-kun"
"Shall we go?" Heiji asked.
"Right." Akira said, continuing their walk to school.
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They arrived at the school where many students were rushing to get inside. You'd think by now, middle school kids would stop caring about waking up early. But that was besides the point.
"Seiko, Heiji, Ohayo!!!" a déjà vu inspiring purple-head teen said, running over to the three.
"Ohayo, Hatori." Heiji said. Seiko waved to his classmate. "Kurosaki-kun is living next door to me."
"Iikaru Hatori. It's nice to finally talk to you."
"Right." Akira said, smiling slightly.
The school bell rang.
"We better get going." Seiko said.
They all walked to their classroom.
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"Hmmmmmmm…" The teacher said, standing in the front of the room. "I'm not really in the mood for talking, so it's self study for today."
"Sensei!" Hitomi said, standing up. "We can't do self study the whole year!"
"And you won't." he said "So just do your little circle of friends and gossip about. This is the only class you can do that in."
The whole class sweatdropped. "Sensei, that's…"
Akira pulled out a book and started reading. Then he noticed his desk go lower than it should be. He looked up from his book. His face lost it's composure.
"What the hell are you guys doing?-gaa" he asked the three students that he had walked to school with.
"Oh, a while ago, we made a pact that anyone who walked to school with us would officially be a part of our group.
"I wasn't walking with you. I was walking in the same direction as you." He said, a veinpop forming on his forehead.
"The contract stands." Seiko said.
"Where did you guys…Never mind."
"I thought you would see it our way." Hatori said, smiling.
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Lunch. One of the best classes ever.
"Itadakimasu" three of the four-o chimed.
"What do you have, Heiji?" Hatori asked.
"Just Teriyaki." She said, already eating.
"Oh? How about you, Seiko?"
"Tempura."
"I see. What do you have, Kurosaki-san?"
"I don't know yet." He said, reading his book.
"Oh, that's right, Hitomi-san's feeding you, right?"
"Please don't refer to it that way."
"Sorry."
Speak of the devil, a bento was slid in front of the new red-eyed student. He looked up at pink-haired girl. She was smiling at him.
"Arigatou, Hikaritou-san." He said gleefully.
He opened the small box excitedly. But then his face fell.
Anpan. Dango. Higashi. "This is all sweet foods –dekan." He said, crestfallen.
"Is there something wrong?" Hitomi asked, clearly worried.
"I'm not too fond of sweets…" he replied. He took a bite of the anpan and shuddered. He smiled at her, his mouth twitching all the while, though.
"Gomen! Gomen!" the pink-haired girl cried, bowing each time she said it.
"It's okay. I'll just take some of Kaosu-san's."
"Excuse me?" said person asked.
Hitomi frowned. "Okay…but next time, I'll make sure not to put anything sweet!"
"I appreciate it."
The green-eyed girl walked away.
"Who said I would share my lunch with you?" Heiji asked.
"I did." The red-head replied, forking some of her food into his mouth.
She glared at him. "You know, most boys are nicer to girls."
"Well, I'm special."
She gave him an odd look.
"And I don't consider you a girl."
Her face shifted to F3.
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After school. When students are the happiest.
"So it's back to just me and you." Heiji said. Couldn't have screwed up any worse.
"Yup." Akira replied. Likewise.
"Hey, do you have any plans tomorrow?" Please say yes. Please say yes. Please say yes. Please say—
"No, I don't think so."
Damn. "Well, Seiko-chan and Hatori are coming over my house to study. They wanted you to come too."
"Oh. Okay. For a second there, I thought you were gonna ask me out."
"Hah. Like I'd ask out a loser like you."
"Nerd."
"Geek."
"Dork."
"Klutz."
"Perfectionist."
"Jerk."
"Bi--" He didn't finish his insult as he stopped walking.
"Can't think of anything?" Heiji asked, a small smile of triumph forming on her face.
"Er…I gotta go." He said, rushing in some direction.
Heiji blinked. "He is special."
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WOOHOO! I'VE NEVER FELT BETTER!!! So, what do you guys thinka this one? Good? Bad? Ug— Wait… I might get sued…Anyway, how'd I do? I was a little nervous, after all, the second chapter has to some important information. Hell, the first chapter needed important stuff. So, tell me how I did, and suggestions don't hurt. NEXT SUBJECT!
Yokami- Thank you oh so much for your review. The thing about guys and long hair…I dunnu, I only designed one of the guys here. And I was kinda trying to make Hanabi seem weird. Thanks for noticing. And I said before something about those sounds. I screwed up and wrote Bloody instead of Akira. Go and look back if you're really curious.
GOLLOSARY!
Itai – ow, ouch
Urusei- shut up, be quiet, and occasionally you're annoying.
Ohayo – good morning
Too lazy to list the foods.
(1)Akira says something's messed up because the –ko in Seiko is usually added to the end of girl names and the –ji in Heiji is used in the same way for boy names.
WELL! That's all for now. STAY TUNED!