4-Second Day for Some, First for Others
Lost on the Hyotei Grounds
"Ore-sama sees someone in distress. How may Ore-sama help you?" Atobe questioned the girl who looked lost on the school grounds on his second day.
"Ore-sama?" the girl puzzled over the word. "Where's the principal's office?" She asked in English.
"Ahh, Ore-sama has found an American beauty lost at his school." He continued on in Japanese. She stood there dumbfounded. "Ahh you are awed by Ore-sama's prowess are you. That's okay Ore-sama knows how gorgeous he is. "
"Principal's office," she repeated, confused as to what this guy was rambling on about when all she asked was where the principal's office is.
"Ore-sama knows that Ore-sama is great and that one should bask in Ore-sama's radiance but not too long as so to take away Ore-sama's radiance." Atobe continued on in Japanese to the poor English speaking girl.
"Principal's office," she spoke again a little louder, hoping to get her point across.
"Atobe why don't you just tell this girl where the principal's office is and stop scaring her with all your Japanese," Oshitari patted him on the shoulder.
"Ore-sama will do that now. Ore-sama shall lead you to the principal's office," Atobe smiled at the girl yet he still spoke in Japanese.
"Principal's office," she spoke again just wanting directions.
"Ore-sama understands you do not want to take up any more of Ore-sama's radiance nor time. Head into that building and down the hall, take the second hall on your left and at the end is the principal's office," Atobe finally told her what she wanted to hear in Japanese.
"?" She still looked clueless. "Principal's office?"
"Atobe she doesn't know any Japanese." Oshitari laughed a little.
"Ore-sama knew that. Ore-sama will tell her now." Atobe tried to save what little dignity he had left.
"Instead of letting Ore-sama talk to you in Japanese would you like me to lead you to the Principal's office?" Oshitari took over.
"Principal's office, yes please," the girl was happy to finally have someone show her where the office is. "Oh and Ore-sama should be baka-sama. I think I can find my way to the office but thank you for the offer." She smiled sweetly while speaking in Japanese.
"Wait you understand Japanese?" Atobe stood there like an idiot while Oshitari slightly laughed. She nodded and followed his directions to get to the principal's office.
"Class this is our new student Makoto, Shi Xiu." The teacher gestured to the girl Atobe bumped into earlier in the day. "Why aren't you wearing the school uniform?"
"I am technically wearing the uniform. I have the top on and the skirt as well." She was indeed wearing the white top and the brown skirt but she also had a red hoodie on top of the shirt and solid khaki shorts underneath the skirt. Makoto took the seat that the teacher gestured to and paid attention to the lessons being taught until right before lunch. That was when she started talking to the girl next to her, who would gladly show her around the school.
"Come on! We don't want to get to lunch late or else all of the good seats will be taken." Makoto's new friend charged off while dragging her by the arm.
"Wow, this is lunch? It's like a full service meal," Shi Xiu was stunned, being used to American cafeteria food, which was often mystery meat and not edible.
"Ah, it's all thanks to Atobe."
"Why does that name sound familiar?"
"His father is a wealthy businessman. He's filthy rich," Keiki explained.
"No…There's some other reason, like I've heard it recently." Shi Xiu puzzled.
"Well he's right over there sitting with his team. The one with the purple-ish hair is Atobe," Keiki pointed out.
"Baka-sama?" Shi Xiu almost broke down into hysterics.
"Shi Xiu, calm down and don't choke." Shi Xiu gained her composure back but was still slightly giggly.
"Is there something wrong with the food Ore-sama has provided? If there is Ore-sama will make sure it gets fixed immediately." The filthy rich student showed up at the table gesturing to the plates that neither girl had touched due to their recent conversation. Shi Xiu stood up and turned around.
"Yes there is something wrong actually." The tennis team and nearly all of the student body had taken interest in the American's sass. "Your name is no longer Ore-sama it is Baka-sama remember?" Shi Xiu stared him down before lightly punching him in the arm and sitting down to eat.
"You will pay for this!" He was enraged, to say the least.
"Make me," she taunted.
"Atobe it's not worth it," someone called out but it was too late.
"I said make me and so far you're not very convincing." He had thrown a punch at her but she caught and no one had seen her move. Keiki let out a small squeak that echoed through the silent lunch room.
"Ore-sama will deal with you later." Atobe returned to the rest of his team, still enraged at the American.
"How did you? Nobody saw you move – I mean it was so fast – like how?" Keiki was stunned.
"Reflex." Shi Xiu returned to eating as if nothing had happened and slipped her ear buds in to tune out any possibility of the conversation continuing. When it was time to return to class, she slipped the iPod back into her pocket and continued on as if nothing had happened during lunch. Her classes passed by uneventful and with little drama unfolding. At the end of the day she waited on the grounds, waiting for Baka-sama.
"You've got guts; I'll give you that much Baka-sama." Shi Xiu spoke as he approached her from behind.
"Atobe this isn't a good idea, I mean just let it go. She only can speak Japanese she clearly doesn't understand the culture." Someone was trying to convince him.
"You will bow down to Ore-sama; you will respect Ore-sama." Atobe may have just lost it.
"If that is what you wish, but you'll have to fight me for it," Shi Xiu entered a stance where her left leg was extended out straight, her weight was on her bent right leg, her right hand was in a fist by her head, her left arm was parallel to the left leg, and her left pointer and middle finger were straight up with the thumb out to the side and the other two fingers halfway bent. A light murmur went through the students who watched her enter the stance. "I'm ready Baka-sama." Shi Xiu had a level head, a rarity when she picked fights on the street.
"The winner will be me." Atobe did his typical snap and attacked her. She blocked and moved out of the way of his second attack.
"Nice try," she smiled after she spoke in English. "But let me give you a suggestion, walk away before you get seriously injured. You will lose." He struck repeatedly each time she blocked, dodged, and then she started her counter attack.
"I recognize that attack style. Fast paced, and precise," Hiyoshi stated after studying her fight pattern.
"Ore-sama will defeat her."
"Atobe-san, her attacks are switching from martial arts style to martial arts style." Hiyoshi called out.
"Ah, someone has caught on. Enough playing around, I'm bored." Shi Xiu reached into her pocket and plugged herself into her iPod all while blocking his attacks. "Well I'm going to win this now, okay Baka-sama?" She launched herself up into the air and aimed her elbow at Atobe. She came down fast and Atobe stood there stunned but she landed hard on the stone surface in front of him, causing the stone to crack slightly. "Well phooey; I ripped a hole in my jacket. You've been warned Baka-sama, do not take me on. I'd rather not have to waste my time on you again." Shi Xiu dusted herself off and left, with Keiki chasing after her. Shi Xiu was bombarded with questions by her friend of how? why? what happened? and statements of that was awesome! She merely responded to all of them with the single word from before: reflex.
Yamabuki
Tsukasa, Tsukasa, Tsukasa. The last name haunted the Lucky Sengoku. The girl he had only met this morning was haunting him during his classes so that at lunch he set off to find the girl. He found in a mass of the student body, surrounded by the girl's soccer club and a bunch of drooling boys. She was talking with the girls with a soccer ball under her arm and then they went outside during the lunch break. Sengoku struggled through the crowd and found her out practicing by herself.
"Lucky~" Sengoku showed up.
She didn't notice him.
"So you're Tsukasa, Kiichi," Sengoku spoke louder and walked up to the girl.
"Who are you?" She kept her eye on the ball.
"Sengoku, Kiyosumi."
"Okay. What do you want?"
"Just thought I'd say hello. Lucky~"
"Okay you mind moving, you're kind of blocking the fake goal I set up." She gestured to two rocks spaced apart.
"We have a real goal if you want practice."
"Too far of a walk and this makes me practice control as well," she smiled sweetly but her eyes were an intense blue-green focusing on making a goal. He obliged and stepped out of her way.
"An athlete and you're cute. Lucky~" She scored the goal perfectly and as the ball rolled and stopped right in front of Sengoku.
"Your turn," she smiled, waiting for him to kick the ball. He gave it what he thought was a light kick but instead in went flying forward and he fell on his but. "It's designed to be a lightweight ball, in order to help teach control."
"Athletic, cute, and smart, the perfect beauty. Maybe we could hang out after school?" Sengoku flirted without restraint.
"Maybe," she replied with a slight flirtatious, slight sadistic smile. The bell rang and they headed off to their classes. The day passed by quickly and Sengoku found her practicing by her fake goal once again. She had changed out of her school uniform and into a white form fitting tank top and pair navy blue shorts. She stopped after getting the controlling the ball precisely for five shots and went into a large navy bag pulling out several small cones. She would lay them out in one format do some drills and then change it again and again.
A/n: More backgrounds…
Name: Makoto, Shi Xiu
Age: 14
Hobbies: General Awesomeness with Ass kicking skills and completely playing people.
Life Style: Lived in America until she would have started ninth grade, she then moved to Japan.
Family: Mom, dad.
Name: Tsukasa, Kiichi
Age: 13(and ¾)
Hobbies: One word: Soccer.
Life Style: Lived in Japan for most of her life and moved to America after the first week of middle school.
A/n: That should cover the girls…I think…?... O.o
Yes I have issues…I also like using…a lot…have you caught on…?