Sat. back and filled with tiredness and candy. Forgive me for being late, but geez! Work is a bitch! In return, very long chapter! 24 pages and a few lines! I think I may redo the summary for this story because I haven't been getting a lot of hits for it… it makes me sad! Soon, funny spars will ensue and we can all laugh! Just a heads up if you didn't already know this: Aido can't keep out of others people's business if his undead life depended on it…which is true most of the time… I love it. I changed a little something in the chapters now. I thought about this before and I've seen it used in a few novels, so I'm going to do it. I just have too many characters. Note: I have no problems with which people choose to date, despite gender. Song recommendation: I Hate Everything About You, by Three Days Grace. Well, here's the next chapter! Onwards and upwards space monkeys! I own nothing familiar.
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Chapter 4: Ice and Fire Do Not Mix!
Kaitlin
I. Am. So. Tired.
I know I shouldn't be, but I am. It's Friday and this whole week the girls and I have been fixing up our Fight Hall. That's what we named it… well, Sarah named it. She started this whole idea, so it's only right that she named it. Right now, Rena and I are trying working on the windows. Note word trying. This stuff is so junked on its disturbing. The reason that only Rena and I are working in here, and the other girls aren't is because Cross wanted to talk to all of us about maintaining the Hall. Rena and I ran out of the office before anyone could say no. Score!
"Hey, can you hand me that wet rag?" she asks.
I pick up a stained soggy rag, dip it in a bucket and wring it before tossing it to her on the other side of the room. Her window is almost clean, but that means that both of us are covered in dark stuff that we seriously hope is dust.
…Yeah, I know it's not, but I can still hope. At least I can get my hair out of my face and away from the creepy black sticky stuff. I can just get into a stubby and curly looking ponytail. Turning back to my window, I raise my bare arms to scrub it again. I'm wearing a black tank top and some ratty jeans that I've had since I was fourteen. How the hell can I still fit in these?! Oh wait, I forgot. I'm a stick. My throat lets out a rough sigh as I scrub harder. Damn sticky stuff!
Someone knocks on the door. Who in the hell is that?
Rena stops and looks at me with the same face I've got. No one knows that we're here, so who is it? It wouldn't be Cross; he'd just come right in. My forearm rubs my itchy cheek out of reflex. I look down at my arm and see that it's already smeared in black stuff…great. Walking to the door, I wipe my hands roughly on my pant legs. I open the door to see… Aido?! Great, just frickin' perfect. I get out of hearing Cross being creepy and cheerful to this guy. Thanks Karma, I love you too.
"What do you want Ice Boy?" I ask, leaning on the door jamb. He keeps smiling that annoying smile. He's not in his school uniform. Instead he's in a light blue dress shirt and black slacks.
"I just wanted to pay you ladies a visit," he starts to say and leans over me a little to see inside, "Though; I only see it's the two of you. May I ask what the two of you are doing?"
"No, you may not," I say and try to slam the door in his face. He easily stops the door and pushes it gently. If I push back, that would be considered starting a fight…damn.
"Aw, can't you be at least a little friendly?" he asks with that sickly sweet smile.
"Let him in, Kaitlin," Rena says behind me, "We might as well. He won't leave us alone if we don't."
I shoot her a look that says are-you-crazy?! My own friend has betrayed me! Glaring back at the tall blonde boy, I stiffly move aside to let him pass over the threshold. I slam the door shut after he's in and walk back to the window I was scrubbing. So much for this place being a sanctuary from all of the students.
"Why are you cleaning this place?" he asks with a disgusted face.
"None of your business," I snip back. Okay, that came out more like a snarl, but I really don't like this guy. Where does he come off?
"We're starting a self-defense club," Rena informs him.
"Rena!" I yell at her, "We don't even know if Ana wants us to tell the Night Class yet!"
"Better to get out in the open than to hide it, Kait," she says, not even looking from her nearly cleaned window. She has a point. I scrub my window harder.
"Come on, Kaitlin-chan," he purrs very close behind me, "You can trust me."
That's it. I turn on him, sticking my black cover finger in his face and resisting the urge to smear the black gunk all over his shirt.
"One: don't be so damn informal. We are not friends. Two: get that close to me again and I'll drain you fucking dry before you even realize it."
"I thought that was supposed to be my line," he says while his smile becomes wider.
"Surprise," I mutter, turning to my window again, "You're not the only thing out in the world that can literally drain the life out of things."
"No, I would just like a taste," he says in a near whisper. I'm pretty sure that Rena heard that since she stopped washing her window. Turning to face him with a smug smirk, I thrust my blackened wrist out.
"Go ahead, see what happens," I snap at him, "The Hunters thought that vampires would have their internal organs explode and burn from our blood."
He looks a little shocked at this and backs off a step or two. Idiot. Didn't he listen when Ana told him that our blood isn't normal? We shift energy, so naturally our own energy runs in our blood as well. We're a major chemical plant on legs. Rena snorts a laugh at his reaction and I wet my rag in the bucket next to me. We found out Monday that we have running water, it just doesn't turn hot. I'm gonna have to empty this out soon.
"You have smears on your face," he randomly comments.
"Yeah, I know, but that's what happens when you work around dust…or at least I hope it's just dust," I respond, looking through the semi-opaque glass. We've only got three more to do after this.
"When are you ladies going to start this… self-defense club?" he asks, more towards Rena.
"As soon as we get it fixed and cleaned up," she says to him and walks across the room to my bucket, "We don't really have a specific date, but we need to clean everything first and maintenance last."
"Makes me a little frightened to think what this place looks like before you ladies got a hold of it," he says with a fake shudder.
"Try a dust graveyard," I say and pick up the bucket to dump it out. I open the door and pick up the bucket again, doing my best not to slosh it on my jeans. That would suck a lot. I dump it around the wood's edge, making sure to get the sediments. As soon as I turn around, I nearly run into Aido's chest.
"Holy hell, dude!" I yell, grabbing the cloth around my heart, "Don't do that! Jesus H. Christ on a popsicle stick!"
"I thought you were supposed to be this big bad huntress?" he asks with a wide smirk.
"Yeah, but I'm not the radar in the group!" I yell back at him, "I've tuned my sense down so not to draw attention to myself or the girls. It's called acting normal. Try it some time."
"If I was to act my normal self," he says inching closer to me with a thick voice, "I would have drained you slowly."
"Be my guest and see what happens," I growl back, "But just remember that I am a big bad huntress that can kick your ass if you don't control yourself. That will be called self-defense. Go away. You have class in a couple of hours and we wouldn't want Kuran to worry about you, would we?"
"Right," he says with an unwavering voice, "Good luck with your dust graveyard."
He walks off into the woods and as soon as he's not visible anymore, I walk back into the Hall. Why the hell is he so annoying?! Going into the women's changing room, I fill up the bucket with fresh water and go back to my nearly clean window. Dipping my rag in it, I press it to the window with a squishy sound coming from the cloth. Someone would figure that you don't mess with girls from Alabama, but no this guy is stupid enough to. It seems that most guys here don't have common sense. Rena leans on the wall next to the window I finally scrub clean. She has a smirk on her face and that I-know-something-you-don't-know look.
"What?" I ask laying the rag on the rim of the bucket.
"You like him," she says with an uncontrollable grin. I give her a what-the-fuck look and snort a crude chuckle.
"Pul-eaze," I say in English with full Alabamian accent, "he's just so damn annoying."
"You so totally like him," she says letting some of her Tennessee accent drift into her English.
"Don't be absurd. How in God's good name could anything like him? You tell me how and I might consider you only a little insane."
"I've known you for years, Kait. No guy has ever gotten under your skin like that before and he does it so easily. Besides, if you're bein' mean to him, that means you like him."
"He's a playboy from hell, Rena," I say with a flat voice, "And he only does that to drain girls, remember? Besides, I'm not very nice to anyone I don't know and don't like."
" Whatever ya say, Kait," she says walking to the second to last dirty window near the entrance.
She's finally lost her mind. I really thought she had when we were younger and she killed something with blood for the first time, but now it's official. By the time we get all of the windows crystal clear, the others finally come back from Cross' office. Sarah and Angelica look very tired, more than before we left. Ana just looks annoyed and, well, mad. Something must have happened.
"What's up, girls?" Rena asks as they drop their bags against a wall, "By the way, Aido came by here a little bit ago and knows about the fight club."
"Go figure," Angelica mummers tiredly.
"Nice job on the windows," Sarah comments, looking at the drooping sunlight peering through, "They look great."
"Thanks," I say, "But what happened with Cross?"
"Well, when you two decided to run out on us," Angelica says with a glare and I grin back, "We were told some finite things about the club and we had to make a… compromise. If we agreed to this, which we did, Cross would pay for all of the maintenance problems, including the water."
"So, what's the problem?" Rena asks, tilting her head a little, "All of you look kinda pissed… well, Ana does."
"We have to extend an invitation to the Night Class and open the club for them as well. Classes don't start until seven for them, so it works out," Ana spits out with crossed arms.
"You're kiddin' right Ana?" I shakily ask.
"I wish," she growls back at the floor she's glaring at.
Oh. Hell. No. This is bad. This is beyond bad: it's unfair!
"We said that we'd help all of the students if it was necessary!" I yell, "If a fight breaks out between us, they'll have an advantage seeing us go through basic fight sequences! This could compromise the deal we already have with Cross! What the hell is that man thinking?!"
Sarah and Ana raise their eyebrows at me and Angelica stares as if I just grew a tail and ears of a rat and danced around in a tutu.
"What?" I ask. They should be this mad too.
"She's in denial about liking Aido," Rena pipes in behind me.
"What?!" both Sarah and I yell. Angelica laughs while Ana just smiles and shakes her head.
"Really, Kaitlin?" Sarah asks, grabbing my arm, "You like a guy?"
"Are you insinuating that I don't like guys?" I ask with an icy voice.
"N-no, but you liking almost anyone for any reason is epic," she says, wisely backing off and walking next to Ana.
"Don't be stupid," I growl back at her, "Of course I don't like him! He just gets on my nerves."
"Enough to try and slam the door in his face," Rena, my every traitor friend, mutters behind me.
"It's not like we have a problem with it Kait," Ana says, getting my attention, "The main focus is Kuran and we all know why. Aido's fine if he learns to keep his informality and space issues at bay to some point."
"Are you saying," I choke out with wide eyes, "That you are giving me an okay to…to… be involved with him?!" I couldn't say date out loud! That'd be too weird.
She shrugs and mutters, "Why not?"
Whoa, wait a minute! Did Ana Rose, The Ana Rose, just tell me to go date with a vampire or just on a date in general?! What the hell happened to her?! Angelica snickers at my face that is probably priceless, but Sarah must have the same face. I can't tell because she's looking at Ana, too. Wow, what has this school done to her?
"It is high school, guys," Ana growls at us, "Last time I checked, dating in school is a normal thing high schoolers do, despite what goes to this school. Besides, better to go out with something that knows what you are."
"You're friggin' nuts, Ana," I say, shaking my head, "I'm calling it night. I need to see if I can get this stuff of my face and arms." I'm giving up trying to talk some sense in to them.
"M'kay, well finish up the cleaning jobs," Ana says, getting out of her leaning position on the wall.
"I'll see you up in the room, Kaitlin," Rena says, walking away with Angelica to the changing rooms.
I walk out the door into the warm spring air. Thank God the cleaning is almost done. I don't think I could take another day of cleaning gunk. By the time I get near the dorms, I hear fan girls' screams below me. I'm at the same tree that the girls and I first came to. What a bunch of idiots, idolizing creatures that could kill all of them within five minutes. Ignorant people make the world turn 'round, I guess.
Screams of each of their stupid nicknames muffle together. Shaking my head, I begin to walk away until ice blue eyes snag my dark brown ones. Aido. Why the hell is he looking over here? He waves; I flip him off and walk away.
Once I reach my room, I snatch up my pajamas and a towel. Definitely time to scrub all of this crud off. Twisting on the sink tap first, I scrape the stuff off of my hands. After drying them off, I pick up a brush, let my hair down and run the brush through my naturally thick and curly hair. Gah curls! They're so puff now! I walk over to the tub and tug the red curtain over the rod. I twist the water on as hot as it can go, letting fresh steam slowly rise above the curtain. Shedding my clothes, I happily hop in the tub and being to scrub the crap out of my dirty skin with a clean bar of soap. Thank God for soap!
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"You think this'll be good?" Angelica asks, looking over the thick white sheet of construction paper.
"It looks pretty good," Sarah says, leaning over her shoulder, "You know, straight to the point and simple."
Its lunch right now, the only time during the day all of us are together, looking over the flyer that I drew up last night. After about four ideas, I finally settled on one. The title is "self-defense club" in bold at the top and information on where, when, and who is teaching it. On the bottom is a person in a fighting stance. Simple, but it'll do. Plus, I was really tired last night.
"Okay, now we just need to see if this thing will copy well," Rena says, taking a chomp out of her sandwich.
"I'll do that today," Sarah says taking the flyer and stowing it in her backpack, "I need to go to the library for a good book anyhow."
"Well, lets get this thing up and running," I say, pushing my empty tray towards the middle of the table, "We don't know what kind of response we'll get, so we need to break this up into schedules."
"What," Ana asks, putting down her finished apple, "like we each take a day to teach the class or something?"
"Maybe," I say ruffling my hair a little, "It'll depend on the day and homework loads we got and stuff like that. I know that some days not all of us will be there. If the group of people is small, then we all could rotate teaching and just do private practice ourselves after hours."
"I see," Ana says with a nod "and if the group is too big, we'll all teach it together, right?"
"That's the idea I had in mind," I say, picking up my tray, "I'll see y'all later. I've got to go to my language class*"
They all say a chorus of goodbyes.
"Oh, Kaitlin," Ana says in English.
"Yeah?" I ask, turning to look at her from the doors of the cafeteria.
"You and Angelica are delivering four of the flyers to the Night Class after classes. Yuuki will take you to them before they go to class," she says, gathering up her used dishes.
"What?! Why do I have to go?!" I yell back at her in English, making a few people look at us. I don't think they know English very well. I hope.
"Because, Sarah, Rena and I have no time," she snaps back, "We have to deal with Cross."
I wince. Neither sounds very good. Let's weigh the options: on one hand I have to deal with Mr. One-Eighty that likes to give hugs and acts like a school girl most of the time. On the other hand, I have to deal with a large group of hostile vampires and Aido. Shit, the only good from going to the vampires is that it'll be quick and there won't be any physical contact like random-ass hugs… damnit, she knows I'd choose to go to the vampires.
"Whatever, just let me run to my room before we go," I say with a sneer and walk to class.
Class goes by relatively fast. This class always kind of put me to sleep so I do the only thing that would keep me awake: I write and draw random things. This has been going on for a while and I haven't been caught yet. Plus, with the good grades that I have so far, it gives the teacher no room to complain. The rest of the day goes without much of a hitch. In my last class, this is math, my nerves feel frazzled. No, not with the worry or anticipation of going into the coven hold of the vampires.
My nerves are getting charred by these two giggling idiot girls behind me. And what are they giggling about? The Night Class, what the hell else? I feel like taking Artemis out and popping a few rounds into their heads, they're so damn annoying. Two problems: I'd get us kicked out and I don't have Artemis with me. I hate fan girls with a passion. I'm not the only one in my group that does. All the girls hate fan girls and to have two squealing ones behind you talking about what kind of boxers "Wild-sempei" wears for an hour can really annoy you.
Would Ana hate me if I shot just these two? Maybe not hate, but she'll be really pissed off. As soon as class is out, bolt for the door and head to my room. Once in my room, I put Artemis and Apollo inside my jacket pockets of the blazer. At least I can hide these in here easily. The blazer is so creased and stiff that it can hide a lot of things well.
"I think Sarah will take the fourth and third floor," Rena says to Angelica while walking through the door, "Oh, hey Kaitlin. Here, take these and go before the evil fan girls attack." She hands me four well copied flyers. They almost look like the original.
"C'mon, Kait. Let's go get this over with," Angelica says with a happy tone. She must be happy at the fact that Aido might be there and I might kill him.
We walk down the stairs and outside towards the Moon dorms. There is already a crowd waiting outside the gates. Geez and this is the small one! I swear nearly every girl is here. Okay, maybe not, but still. We stroll down the cleared path straight to Yuuki and Kiryuu who are doing there best to hold the crazy hormonal girls back. Well, Yuuki is trying; Kiryuu is just glaring at the scared girls. Isn't his name… err, Zero? Strange name, but oh well.
"Hey Yuuki," I greet, watching her try to push the girls into line, "Having fun."
"Lots," she mutters.
"What some help?" Angelica asks with a sympathetic grin.
"No, no! I got it!" she says with a weak smile. That's it. Now I've got an excuse to yell at them. I grin evilly. Yay, stress reliever!
"Listen up you bunch of hormonal psychos!" I yell, "Either back the hell up like you're told or you're gonna face some painful consequences!" Silence rings in everyone's ears.
"And just who are you to tell us what to do?!" one short brunette courageously yells back, "You're not even a prefect!"
"Exactly," I growl back with a wide grin, "They aren't allowed to touch you without major consequences. I, on the other hand, can and will not hold back to beat the living fuck outta you if all of you don't shut the hell up and fail to do as you're told. I don't care if I get in trouble."
Shocked silence lingers on them. Many are starting with wide eyes and gaping mouths. Apparently, they've never met an American with an attitude. I grin even wider.
"I've been wanting to beat up some fan girls 'cause you're so damn annoying. Go ahead, give me a reason."
All of them shake their heads no and wisely back up. Angelica shakes her head at me with a small smirk. Yuuki is still processing what I've just said and even Kiryuu looks a little surprised.
"Shall we, Yuuki?" Angelica says; bring the shorter girl out of her trance.
"Oh! Um, sure," she says while glancing worriedly at me. I send her an apologetic smile. Once we walk through the gates and they quickly shut, I sigh deeply. I don't wanna do this!
"Sorry for that back there, Yuuki," I say, tapping my cheek a little, "I had a bad last period with two fan girls so my patience is a little shot. I'm sorry if I worried you or anything."
"It's okay," she says looking over her shoulder to look at me with a smile, "I was just hoping that you'd not start a fight and get kicked out."
I shrug with a small grin. We walk up the small porch steps to the tall wooden doors. Yuuki knocks on the door and moves to the side. Here we go. A boy taller than Angelica with blonde hair and green eyes answers it, looking a little curious. Guess they didn't get a heads up of any kind. I figured either Cross or Ice Boy'd tell them.
"Here," I say with a deadpan voice, "If any of the Night Class students are interested. Ice Boy should know what it's about." He takes them and reads the top flyer quickly.
"This is pretty clever," he says with a smile. This guy sound sincere.
"It happens once in a while," I say.
"Well, I'm Takuma, Ichijo. I don't believe we were able to really introduce ourselves the last time we met," he says with a sheepish grin.
"Kaitlin Black," I respond.
"Angelica Smith," my tall friend says with her usual monotone voice. So she sees this as a business transaction. Yay, I'm no the only one!
"I'll make sure the flyers get distributed," he says with a bright smile.
"'Kay. See you around then," I say and turn around walking down the stairs. Angelica nods her head towards Takuma and follows.
"Thank you, Ichijo-sempei," I hear Yuuki say with her sweet voice.
Is she really a pureblood? She's so sweet. She might not know that she's a vampire at all. Man that would be an odd conversation. At least that didn't take long and Aido didn't come out either! Yay for me! Once we get half way to the gates, I get a strange feeling over me. My senses jump up, warning me that something is about to happen. It's not time for the gates to open yet, so what is it?
Suddenly, two thick and cold arms encircle my waist. My hand reflexively pulls Artemis out and puts it to the temple of who is holding me. I unclick the safety and pull the hammer back. At least I put anti-vamp bullets in. Angelica stands tense, with her hand in her jacket pocket, ready to pull Hermes' Howl out and Yuuki stands unsure but ready for action with her hand on her leg. She must have a weapon there.
"Let me go before I pop a round in your head," I say with my voice licked in ice.
"Aw, you wouldn't want to hurt me with this beautiful gun, would you Kaitlin-chan?" Aido asks, leaning on my shoulder. In response I pull out Apollo as well and release the safety. I feel his body stiffen with surprise at my second weapon.
"Yeah, I would. Give me a reason."
"Aido-sempei," Yuuki asks with a slightly timid voice, "You need to let go of Black-san and get ready for class."
"You wouldn't want Kuran out here," Angelica flatly reminds him. The tall blonde easily slides his hands off my waist and I stiffen to not fire off Artemis and Apollo.
"Yes," he says smoothly, "See you around Kaitlin-chan." I click Apollo's hammer back, still aimed at his head.
"Don't call me that," I hiss before he walks back to the dorms.
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We've been checking the sign-up roster that we left around the school all weekend. We got a lot of hits on it, more than twenty I think. That means we have to teach the class together. There are just too many people for one teacher, besides the fact that some of these people could range from beginners to advance. Math class is going slow, and I think the teacher is making time slow down. I want to get the club started! That and I need steam to kill off. I have good reasons.
Somehow word got out that some Night Class members might be going to the first meeting, which means fan girls and boys galore at the first meeting. I haven't had the courage to check the roster sheets again. We're to collect them after classes are let out. Maybe I can beat up fan girls without getting into too much trouble. Cross is coming to the meeting, but only for the first twenty minutes. Kiryuu is going to be staying for the rest of the time.
Finally, math is let out and Angelica and I split to get the few flyers around here. I collect three sign-up sheets and there are fifteen all together on here. Man that means that there are more than twenty. Cross said that the capacity of the Fight Hall is about forty people. The good thing is, is that the girls and I get the office space to store our stuff.
Once we collect all the rosters, change and gather our stuff, we head to the Hall and I put my hair up along the way. Rena counts up how many people we have in total as we walk around the gym. This is gonna be fun! After unlocking the front door, we all head to our little back office and drop our few things. I go out and begin to stretch my muscles. We have about forty-five minutes until the meeting starts, so Ana and I are going to spare a bit. One of the girls' starts up the boom box with brought with us, playing a long CD of twenty-five songs on random and repeat.
"And the grand total of people is thirty-five! Twenty girls and fifteen boys," Rena says walking towards me with the rosters and her golden hair in a low ponytail. She places them on the windowsill and starts to stretch too. The others take after her example.
"So, how many do you think are Night Class fan members?" Angelica asks with a joking tone.
"Are you kidding?" Ana says with a flat voice with her hair in a high ponytail, "I say there are only five or ten who are coming for the class."
"How did that information get out anyway?" Sarah asks with her loosely braided hair.
"Takuma told Kuran while walking to class Friday and those devoted girls overheard them," Angelica informs us, cracking her back some.
"How'd they hear anything over the screaming?" Rena asks.
"They're stalkers, remember?" I comment, cracking my neck. They all nod in agreement.
"Alright, Kaitlin," Ana says walking in the middle of the room and taking her normal open hand stance, "C'mon." I grin at her and jump to a sprint.
Launching myself up a little, I send a roundhouse kick to her head, which she blocks and pushes me off. I'm still amazed that she can push me off without shifting her energy. She's shorter than me and only twenty pounds heavier! She steps foreword and jabs stiff fingers to my stomach, which I block and give a left hook. She twists under my arced arm and tries to stab my ribs. I kick my right leg straight up and try to catch her chin. She counters with her left leg and swings her right one towards my head.
I catch that and keep moving it. I throw her, but she catches herself on the floor in a series of quick back flips. Rushing foreword, I time it so my right uppercut will hit her just as she recovers. Now! Suddenly, my wrist is caught and my whole arm is twisted behind my back while finger tips lie on my throat, right at a main pressure point. Shit, I lost.
"Whoa," some guy breaths out. I look up at the door where students have congregated to. Oh, we had an audience. By the looks of it, there seems to be about thirty people here. What time is it? Ana releases me and I rotate my arm to get proper feeling back.
"Looks like class will start soon," Ana mummers to me, a little uncomfortable under all the stares of the students, "It's five till four."
"Really?" I ask while walking over to the other girls with Ana. I didn't think that much time had passed.
"We didn't have the heart to break it up," Sarah says with a grin.
"And we wanted to see the other students' reactions," Angelica says with a small cynical smile.
"We have three Night Class students," Rena informs, nodding her head towards the group.
"Yeah, they're in the back and are all Level Bs," Ana says, wiping her forehead off, "I think we distracted the girls from th—"
Suddenly girls begin to scream three names. Or I should say one name and two other nicknames. Great. Aido is here, so is "Wild-sempei", who ever the hell that is, and Takuma. Alright, how do you calm a giant mob of fan girls down? Well, not giant, but just as annoying.
"Settle down, students!" a cherry voice sounds somehow behind the group. The students part and Cross and Kiryuu walk through along with the three vampires.
"Good evening, Headmaster and Kiryuu," Ana greets, walking to meet them, "Thanks for coming and letting us do this. It really means a lot to the girls and me."
"Not a problem at all Ana-chan!" Headmaster responds with his overly cherry voice. I see Ana wince at the chan part.
"Please take the seat over next to the office," she says pointing to the chair that was brought out during our spar, "We wouldn't want you to have a student fall on you."
"Yes," he says with a bright smile, "Thank you." Both men walk over to the designated area as Ana tells the group where they are to change and that they have five minuets.
"You weren't too bad, Kaitlin-chan" Aido whispers to me as he walks past me. I try to trip him, but he catches himself with usually vampire grace. Damn.
With all of the students changed and out, we do a quick role of people. Thirty-eight people. That's a lot. Ana begins to go over the rules: don't be late, keep socializing to a minimum, respect everyone, follow instructions, and keep socks on while fighting on the mats. She asks if there are people with major past injuries and surprisingly, there isn't. Rare, huh? We divide the students into a few categories: beginner (0 years of experience), intermediate (1-2 years), advance (3-4 years), and spars and new techniques (5 or more years).
Ana and Angelica took up the beginners since there were twenty students. Those two have more patience with newbie people. I got intermediate, Rena got a group of eight advance students and Sarah got left with spars. Oh those boys are in for a surprise. There are only three in that group, and though Sarah may act sort of ditzy, she can kick some serious ass.
I look at my group of seven people in the middle of the room. After we put down the mats and distributing boxing gloves, we broke the room up. I restrain a growl. Aido decided to put himself in my group. Stupid snowflake. The other guy, I was told by Rena that his name is Kain, and Takuma are in advance. I wonder why Kain didn't tell Rena his last name. Oh well. At least there are three guys in this group, even if it includes Snowflake.
"Alright, listen up," I say, snapping their attention to me, "This maybe intermediate, but that doesn't mean we'll move slowly. Before the meeting starts tomorrow, you are all to be dressed and stretched and here at this spot before we start. Our goal is learning as much as we can and practicing as much as we can. Now, line up in a row, give each other some space and take a basic stance."
The group does as I say and I walk in front and behind them, fixing a few of them along the way. Aido messes his stance up on purpose, I know he did! After roughly pushing his arm and legs into the right place, I walk back to the front of them.
"Now, I want each of you to punch with your right hands until I say stop. Do it like you normally do."
They do so and I check them again. Every girl can't punch to safe their lives. Wonderful. At least the guys can. Even Aido is. Maybe he took my warning. After helping the three girls out with their punches and making them do it a couple of times, I walk back in front. The girls and I decided that we'll start with basic footwork and punches of boxing. It's the most simple fight style and lest flexible.
"Alright, we'll be doing boxing style to start off. We'll move to a new type every week. Now, watch what I do and mimic me when you feel confident enough."
I pull into a boxing stance and begin to bounce on the balls of my feet, side to side. Soon the others are too as well. I tell them to keep doing it and walk around making adjustments. Soon, I get them doing the basic movement and basic punches. After an hour of teaching, I pair them up warning not to hit below the beltline. I do my best to give the girls all girls, but one still gets paired with a guy. Someone taps my shoulder and I look up to Aido. I forgot about him.
"I don't have a partner," he says with a grin. Damn odd numbers!
"Like you really need one," I whisper, "There is no real reason to be here."
"You're here," he whispers back with a mischievous smile.
"You're annoying," I grunt out and take my stance, "Look like you belong in the group, or I'll stick you with the other Night Class students."
He grins and takes a stance as well. We begin to circle each other and he takes weak jabs at my ribs, which I block with my forearms. I jab to his left side and he takes it and tries a soft right hook. I block with my forearms again and left hook for his face. He blocks and sends a faster right hook to my stomach, which I block. I hold up my gloved hand and check on the others. After fixing a few of their stances and watching them, I return to Aido and begin to fight again.
He gives a right jab and I block with my arms again. I give my good left hook. Maybe I can provoke him enough to hit harder and more precise. That way I can get rid of him. After a few more good hooks, he takes my bait and becomes more accurate and clean. I let him slip past my guard to see how hard he really is hitting. I exhale before his fist connects with my side.
Ow! It's not that bad, but certainly surprising. I release some more strength. Rena calls out that we have twenty minutes and that it is time to regroup. Right before we all disengage, I shift a small amount of energy into my arm and left hook Aido right in the face, making him drop right on his back. He looks back up at me shocked that I did that, or rather could do that. I remove my gloves.
"You belong in the advanced group," I say and walk over to the rest of my group that looks flabbergasted, "Good job everyone, for your first day. Time for a cool down and then you guys can change out."
After everyone is changed and back in the main room, Ana makes an announcement.
"For those who still want to keep coming, this club is an all year club," she begins to say; "We'll be off when the school has holidays. Other than that, every weekday, same time and same place. Thank you all for coming out here tonight."
The students begin to disperse steadily, thanks to Kiryuu's glares. I happily crack my back and change the CD in the boom box. I put in some Ozzy Osborne and turn it up a little more. The three Night Class students haven't left yet and are walking over to the other girls. Let's see what this mess might be.
"You ladies are good at teaching," Takuma says with a kind smile and to Sarah and Rena, "I don't believe we met formally. I'm Takuma, Ichijo, vise-president of the Night Class." Didn't know he was vice-president. That sort of explains why he's here. He's evaluating for Kuran.
"I'm Sarah Wave, nice to meet you," she says with a grin.
"Rena McLaughlin."
"I take it you will report this to Kuran," Ana asks with crossed arms.
"I'm sorry, but yes, I will," he says with a sheepish grin.
"Don't be," she says with a shrug, "I'd do the same thing. I don't really recommend any of you coming back, however."
"Are you kicking us out?" Aido playfully asks. I snort and the three males, and fourth maybe, look at me. Why is Kiryuu still here and hanging by the front door?
"It's smarter and safer if you don't show off your… fighting skills," I explain with my hands on my hips, "one slip up is all you need for a messy situation to try to contain."
"We're not forcing any of you out," Ana adds, "We're just highly recommending that you should stop coming for everyone's safety, including your own. We won't actually stop you. We have no real right to." Kiryuu scoffs some, but we all ignore him.
"We'll talk it over with Kaname-sama," Takuma says and bows a little to us before leaving. We all bow on reflex. It's creepy how we do things together sometimes, but that's from years of training. They all leave peacefully, even Aido. He may still be in shock that I knocked him on his snowflake-y ass.
"Thanks for being here, Kiryuu," Ana says with a smile.
"Those Night Class students shouldn't have been here," he mutters back with a glare.
"True," she replies with a half-assed shrug, "But we have you here and we could have stopped them if something did happen." He grunts and walks out the door. Ana sighs and runs out after him. Wonder what's up with that?
"So, Kaitlin," Angelica says, towering behind me, "Wanna spar?"
"Yeah!" I yell back with a grin.
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'Gasp' I'm down here again! The star above is about language class. Japanese school means that English classes are second languages and that the language class is like English classes for Americans. So when you see language classes, I mean like grammar and writing classes.