Miss Antisocial Butterfly

Hello and welcome to Miss Antisocial Butterfly where angry bishounen samurai's are stuck with cat ears and tails and gods grant wishes to the mean teachers!

Anyway, to keep from reading this, here is the fifth chapter.

Update-This is the revised version of this chapter. Read and Review :D

Chapter Five- Happy Mornings

Kanda banged his head against the wall. He looked up to the clock on the wall. It was almost eight, only about fifteen more minutes till. Where the fuck was that fucking elf! Oh right, he said to get here at eight, not before. How he regretted it now. He took a seat in one of the student's chairs. It fitted more to his liking; the teacher for this class apparently didn't have a chair of his own. God, he couldn't wait to get out of here. As soon as he finds the four Innocence quickly, he might be able to ditch the whole teaching shit Kumoi was making him do. Hell, he couldn't even do those 'spells' he had to teach those damn brats, why oh why did Kumoi made him go?

Grumble...

Oh my god! When was his food going to get here? He should have known better than to trust a fucking mutated green old man! (From his point of view, that's what they looked like... Or old woman if it was a girl.) Then again, it is his fault, he said come deliver his food at eight. Fuck. But the elf should know to bring it before eight, everybody knows it's better to be earlier than the meeting time, it was only polite.

He sighed. He should be used to it by now. After all, they did say, 'If you want to get the job done right, do it yourself.' (It was his fault for saying eight, but still, he was Kanda, and Kanda hated to admit he's wrong, or at fault.)

He tugged at his jacket. Why was he wearing it again? It was fucking boiling in the room, why was he wearing it again? Did he just ask something twice again? Oh fuck. 'Note to self, buy soba before leaving to a foreign country for a stupid mission.' He should take it off, but he'd rather not. At least not with a slightly revealing shirt like the one he was wearing for now. Sure he's shown his bare chest before and never had a problem with it, but he had a feeling he shouldn't anymore or at least for a while in this mission.

Grumble...

He stood up abruptly, the chair that he sat on fell down. He sheepishly smiled and picked it up. 'Time, what time is it?' It was ten more minutes till. Maybe that was enough time to get some food. Maybe he could find the kitchen again and steal a snack or something. He didn't care at all what he got now, he was fucking hungry!

He walked out of the class room. He had brought his wand, Mugen and the keys. He left the door unlock, why bother locking it? He had nothing worth stealing in there. "Urk!" His hair band, the loose end of it, was caught in the tiny crack of the desk. "Dammit." He twitched as he tried to pull it out. He swore somebody is out there to get him, maybe a voo doo girl or some witch. He wasn't exactly the nicest person in the world, if you catch my drift.

Tug, tug, pull. "..." No result. "Goddammit!" He yelled with a loud thud from the punch he threw at the desk. Crap, the desk broke... He twitched as the desk broke in half. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! He rubbed his temples. Relax he told himself, or else his ears and tail would show up again. This was just not his day, but hey, he was learning to manage his anger problems better now. See, no ears or tail! Haha, face that you fucking witch!

He pulled out his wand from the pocket of his long jacket. He thought hard. What was that spell again? "Wood restore? Wood repaito? Fuck, what was it?" He asked himself. Aha! "Wood restituo!" It was a spell used to repair wood. The desk was made of wood, so maybe... He pointed the stick towards the broken desk. "Wood restituo!" A spark flew out, but nothing happened. "... I'll just." He put the wand away and walked towards the desk, picking up both pieces with ease. "-Put this aside." He dropped them off to the corner of the room. The room was pretty big, he finally noticed now. Maybe he wouldn't have to come in contact with anybody when he teaches, since there's more than enough room for everybody.

Grumble... Fuck.

He grabbed Mugen and the keys and left the class. Did he lock it? No. Why? Simple, there was nothing worth stealing. (Or so he thought.)

'Ok, now where the hell is that kitchen again?' He wondered as he scratched his head.

Snape didn't know what to think anymore. He finally gotten the job as the Defense Against Dark Arts teacher, yet the actual teacher just happened to suddenly showed up and ruin his parade.

Grr.. How Snape already hate the man. He heard it was some old man somewhere from Asia. Great, he had the English geezer (aka Dumbledore) here, and now, he was going to have an Asian, Chinese version of him. Why did he have such luck? Why did he have a crooked nose? Why was his hair always greasy? Why did Lily Evans marry James Potter? Poor Snape just didn't understand some things in life. He saw sure somebody is out there cursing him.

With a swish of his robe (cape) he made his way down to the classroom. The stairs were cold and with each step, it felt as if the walls were closing in on him. Oh how he loved going to this class. He finally arrived, much to his dismay, to the classroom. He always wished the class was deeper in the ground. 'Huh?'

He noticed the doors were unlocked. He threw the door a nasty look. 'God, what pranks did the stupid Gryffindor pull this time?' It was either A) Gryffindor students came in and set up a prank unit, B) he stupidly left it open the day before, C) the ghosts opened it, thinking it was funny, or D) the new but old Asian geezer is in there waiting for him to come in and take his DADA position.

If A and C didn't work, he hoped very well in his heart that it would be B rather than D.

With much nervousness and anxiety, he opened the door. Nobody was there. He let out a breathe out the air he didn't know he was holding in. Looking around, he failed to notice the broken desk by the wall. He breathes in a lung full of the stuffy air. Hey, they were underground and in the old and dark classroom. What else can you expect? Snape loved this class, almost as much as he loved Lily Evans. Still, even in his lovable classroom and thinking about his first and only love, Lily Evans, he couldn't help but feel a bad premonition coming.

Snape closed his eyes. 'If there is a god up there, please delay the new teacher as much as possible. Don't let him come yet.'

First running into a three headed dog, then falling out of the window and magically falling into the lake filled with cold morning water, and now here he was, running away from a crowd of super buff magical pit bulls, which he was forbidden to kill at the moment. Firstly, why did he have to open the wrong door? But more importantly, who keeps a fucking three headed dog inside the house? Really, while it was chasing Kanda, it made him wonder. 'Hey, where the hell does this dog go to take a shit?' After his five minute run (from death), Kanda was magically pushed (fell) from the third story window, and somehow managed to fall into the lake a few while away. If the cold water wasn't harsh enough, the squid didn't help either. He could have sworn that he has a red spot on his left (face) cheek from where the giant squid grabbed him at. Anyway, back to Kanda and his new friends.

The five feet pit bulls hunts for the first moving thing they see when they wake up. And hey! Would you look at that, Kanda had just happened to be there when the (not so) cute pit bulls woke up. All five of them charged at our cute professor, three with hearts in their eyes and two with hunger. (Meaning three female dogs, two male.)

Kanda read about these guys in one of the books a few days ago. They were called Liminus Inyugami, Japanese origin. Originally, they were only found in Japan, but the headmaster had somehow managed to bring a herd of them to Hogwart. Anyway, an Inyugami was like a dog, expect a hundred times better. Their senses are as sharp as a needle, better than any other animal out there. As you can probably tell, mages and other creatures involved with the magical world used them like hunting dogs.

Inyugamis grows up as tall as ten feet when they reach their 'adulthood'. They reach adulthood at the tender age of four. After they become an adult, they live for around ten to twenty years more. During their childhood, a Inyugami must be trained by one and only one master. If trained properly, an Inyugami would listen to any of its master commands, as long as it lives. If the master orders the dog to catch a prey, it won't stop for anything, unless the master commands it. You could say it was like a crazy, stalker, fan girl creature.

If an Inyugami sets it eyes on you, you're pretty much done for. It will come at you as long as it lives. The only way to shake them off is either to ask the master to get them off you, which is unlikely, or make the mutt see you as its master, which is pretty much impossible; it has never happened, and most likely, never will. Their sharp fangs, knife sharp nails, their needle like fur; they were a pain to have after you.

Now, if they are still kids and untrained, like the ones after Kanda, well, they're a little different. Usually, an Inyugami hunts what it's master orders it to get, but with untrained ones, it's...different. Inyugami kids without a master have a horrible 'system' implanted in them. (The system erases when it gets a master.) The system tells it to 'hunt' the first moving thing (and not a sibling) they see. They will chase after whatever it is until it falls asleep or it finds something else to do. (Like eat, take a piss, take a crap, etc.) Unfortunately, after it does that, it'll come back to trying to find you. It must fall asleep and 'reset' its brain and wake up to find another person to free you from it. As for Kanda, they were around two or so, and apparently, still master less.

'Why in the fucks name is this happening? Ahhh! Fucking gods hates me!' He thought as he ran into what looked like a stadium. It was pretty large, how many meters, he couldn't exactly tell, but just think big. The grass was pretty green, wet and moist. Damn, that made the ground slippery. Crap.

There were large hoops and loops in the field, a couple of hundreds of feet up in the sky. What they were for, he didn't know, nor did he care. Wait; actually, he knew what they were for. Some game called Quidditch or something like that. Oh well, he didn't care. Cold? Maybe, but right now, he didn't give a fuck. He's hungry, wet, cold and running for his fucking life for the moment.

"Dammit, Moyashi, Usagi, and uh, others, go away!" He screeched. Yes, he said Moyashi and Usagi. There were five dogs total, two boys, three girls. One boy was white, and the other was red. You could probably tell who was who. Yes, they've been (running) together for only twenty minutes, and Kanda had already given them nicknames. He didn't know why, but the two dogs reacted when he called them Usagi and Moyashi. Now the girls. They all looked the same, all dark, glossy green colored. It reminded him of something.. Or someone, but he couldn't put a finger at it. Anyway, with no way of telling who was who, Kanda didn't bother to give them nicknames. It also seemed like they were fine with being called others.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, mother fucking mut-Ompfh!" ...

Oh...My...God. Did he just- No way, now way. He did not just ...fall? "What the hell!" Did he just trip on trip over nothi-huh? Was that, a tree branch? A ridiculously large tree branch?

Considering he was a few (hundred) meters away, Kanda had around fifteen seconds to get up and start running again.

He picked up the large branch. What the hell? Where did this come from? What the- There were no trees nearby, not that Kanda could see anyway. Besides, how the hell would a large tree branch like this end up in the middle of a freakishly large field?

Bing!

An idea came to him.

"Grraww! Raaw! GRrrrrr!" Crap, those dogs were coming closer. Dammit.

Without thinking, Kanda grabbed the large tree branch and chucked it. "Catch you mother fucking mutts!" It flew a great distance, so far he couldn't see it anymore. It went toward the Forbidden Forest, where unbeknownst to Kanda, Hagrid was about to have his class. Yes! It worked! It fucking worked!... For only two! Why? Why did only Moyashi and Usagi chase it? Why didn't the others go after it too! Kanda felt like pulling his hair out.

Calm down, he told himself. Don't let the ears out, don't let it out..

He jumped on the area where the crowd would seat. He ran up the bleacher like things, the three dogs still behind him. How could he- Oh!

There! He spotted a spot he could escape to. It was a tall tree, around fifty feet outside of the stadium. With graceful agility, he jumped off the ground, swung from a large hoop and managed to land on the tree with amazing grace with nothing more than a swish of his hair and the sound of his keys jingling... If it wasn't for one platinum blonde kid that was hanging out on the branch. 'Oh Fuc-' He thought as he came closer to the kid.

Wood Restituo means wood restore in Latin.

Liminus Inyugami, well, they're explained in the story. They're cute and fluffy, when they reach a certain stage in their life. Kanda doesn't think anything is cute... (For now.)

The Quidditch field has a tree close to it. The closest the field is fifty feet from the field.

OK that's it for chapter five, hope you enjoyed it. Request, suggestions, anything like that, all goes to the review box. Thank you and please look forward to the next chapter!