Miyuki's eyes shot open the second he regained his senses. He remembered the wound on his chest and immediately sat up in the bed. With shaky hands, he kept tapping around his chest but slowed down as he discovered there was not even a single trace of last night's events. Nothing. Injuries as tiny as paper cuts lasted longer than what he received.
This left Miyuki stumped.
There was no doubt in his mind though that the pain he experienced felt way too real. He noticed as he finally took in his surroundings that he was in the school's infirmary.
Sunlight peeked through the window indicating it was sometime in the morning.
He was about to leave the place but seeing as how his top was removed, he judged it would be best to look for his shirt. He wanted to prevent attracting unwanted attention for something as insignificant as dress code.
He spotted it crumpled on the nightstand and went ahead to pick up the garment, but as he slowly lifted it up, heavy amounts of blood began dripping off of it.
Horrified, he threw the shirt across the room and dashed for the door. Just as he was about to push it open, someone on the other side got to it first.
It was that same bearded teen with the AK-47. Instead this time, he was carrying a halberd.
The bearded teen tossed him something. Miyuki caught it out of reflex. "It's a new uniform. I was sent to deliver it. Now quit standing there and follow me." he sneered turning around to head out the door.
Miyuki stood staring at the cloth and made up his mind.
"Like I said before, I think I'll have better luck going my own way. No offense, but I think your 'Captain' and his ways are just too overbearing for me. I'll find help myself. Good luck with you guys though and thanks for the uniform." Miyuki waved off with a tilt of a discourteous smile.
"...what did you say…" Jun growled in a low voice.
Miyuki turned his head not catching what was said.
"You disrespecting Tetsuya's leadership?" he questioned in animosity.
Firmly gripping the halberd like one would the handle of a baseball bat, Jun swung with all strength put forth.
"YOU-IN-SO-LENT-FU-CKING-BRAT" Each syllable earned Miyuki a new fatal gash.
He spat out. "Don't ever talk shit about Tetsuya again."
Jun hoisted the halberd back onto his shoulder and stomped out of the room grumbling under his breath "Damn fucking four eyes..."
Said four eyes was left to lie in his own scattered pool of blood.
2 hours later
Miyuki desperately gasped for air as he rapidly sat up. "He actually tried killing me there." He exclaimed ticked off. "But it feels like my wounds healed faster than before." remarking as he looked and felt around his body. Feeling like he was starting to understand the functions of the world little by little, he decided he was going to continue looking for anyone in charge of the school.
He stood up and clothed himself in the clean uniform Jun brought in earlier.
Miyuki headed out the door which lead to the hallway. Walking down the corridor, he eventually found his way to the Principal's office. He reached for the door knob but halted leaving his hand to float right above the handle. For some reason, he felt apprehensive. Warning signs kept flashing in the back of his head. Thinking about what he should do, he decided his uncertainty will get him nowhere. He settled on proceeding to walk forward. He entered slowly into the office, but the turn of the door knob triggered an over-sized mallet to fall from the ceiling.
The mallet's head slammed him through the window. Now Miyuki was falling several stories down the structure along with shards of glass enveloping him. Once again, being lead to his 'demise'.
"Hey, I think he's waking up."
"Someone call the Captain over."
"I say we should just knock him out again."
He just kept hearing unfamiliar voices echoing around the room.
Miyuki's vision blurred while strenuously trying to open his eyes. He sat up on the couch nursing his head.
In the hallway, two boys were racing down to the Student Council's meeting room. A timid voice called out, "Eijun, slow down!" It was from a pink haired boy. He was trying to catch up to the bundle of energy. "C'mon Harucchi, I heard we've got someone new joining us!" He hollered while motioning Haruichi to follow.
The two finally reached their destination but Eijun was the first to reach for the door. He turned it and walked in. "Sorry we're late! We just went to the bathroom." He apologized while rubbing the back of his head. Haruichi bowed his head, "Excuse us."
"There you two are. Hurry over. We're about to start a meeting and fill in the details for our new comrade." Eijun was by the door as he kept scanning around the room, but once he laid eyes on the new member, he stopped dead in his tracks. His face was frozen upon recognizing the person sitting on the couch. Miyuki just returned his stare by raising a single eyebrow toward the kid. Deathly silent, Eijun's eyes were shadowed underneath his hair and his form distressingly still.
Why? How could he have died? He shouldn't be here!
His hands started to clench tightly, almost to the point of breaking skin with his nails.
Miyuki disturbed by his reaction was about to reach out his hand to say something in regard to the younger teen.
Suddenly, small chuckles could be heard from him then it transformed into bursts of obnoxious laughter. The boy stood in a triumphant pose and declared "GYAHAHA WELCOME TO THE TEAM NEWBIE!" Yelling that earned him a strike to the top of his head from his senpai, Jun. "SHUT UP BRAT."
As the boy seemed fine by whatever that was about, Miyuki dismissed it as the kid just being weird.
"Beard-senpai, that really hurt." He whined while massaging the top of his own head.
"What gives you the right to shout shit like you're some Captain? Hmph, Tetsuya is the only suitable Captain I'll ever follow." he stated as he pointed a thumb toward Yuuki.
Yuuki was standing staring down Miyuki with arms crossing his chest. "So, have you decided to join our ranks?" he asked, still in pursuit of recruiting him.
No other option came to mind since everything he tried so far has killed him in one form or another. He sighed and reluctantly gave in, "Fine. I'll join your Battle Frontier Brigade or whatever."
"HYA-HA-HA, I knew you'd come around!" cackled the green haired teen.
Now that he had resolved with his decision, he asked, "So, remind me again what exactly this place is?"
"I'll let our strategist handle it from here." Yuuki stepped to the side to pass the attention to an individual holding a clipboard. Similar to the Captain's hard expression, this person's foreign features made one feel the need to tread cautiously. But his welcoming smile pushed out any previous thoughts.
"Yuuki might have briefly mentioned to you that this was the afterlife, correct?" questioned Chris toward Miyuki. He merely just nodded slowly in return.
"Well, it is. More specifically, it's limbo for teenagers such as yourself and I who may have come here with regrets in their past. Do you happen to know what regrets are haunting you still?"
Miyuki shocked a bit at the new information, he just shook his head. "No, I don't remember anything. Just my name." He scowled as he strained himself to try and extract anything from his mind.
"A lot of people come here with amnesia from head trauma so don't hurt yourself trying to remember..um.."
"Miyuki. Miyuki Kazuya." Yuuki's ears twitched as the thought just hit him that only just now did he found out the new member's name.
"Takigawa Chris Yuu." he stuck his hand out as he introduced himself.
Eijun barged into the conversation, "Hey, if you need a partner to guide you around, I'll be your guy!" he volunteered as he pointed at himself.
An arm reached around Eijun's neck to bind him in a headlock. "Sorry he's so troublesome. This annoying brat is Sawamura Eijun. And I'm Kuramochi Youichi."
Eijun kept squirming. "Let go Kuramochi!" he demanded while struggling to get out of his tight grip.
Kuramochi rubbed his knuckle on the top of Eijun's head. "Hey, don't forget to add Senpai at the end."
His teeth clenched. "All right! Just quit it Kuramochi-senpai!"
Miyuki chuckled interrupting their squabble.
Kuramochi and Eijun simultaneously looked up a bit awestruck at hearing the person who laughed. For the first time since arriving there, Miyuki actually relaxed. While watching the two, he decided to just go with the flow instead of constantly being up in arms all the time.
"Man kid, everyone seems to think you're a handful, huh?" Miyuki said with a teasing smirk.
Eijun's cheeks puffed up in irritation.
"What's that supposed to mean, huh?" he yelled while shaking a fist toward Miyuki.
"He's right though you know." Eijun was released out of the headlock. "You are a handful." Kuramochi added in.
Eijun wailed. "Chris-senpai! Everyone's bullying me!"
Then, Miyuki whole heartily laughed out loud.
"You're pretty entertaining. I'll take up that offer of yours." he grinned while resting his chin on his hand. Eijun crossed his arms like a child and turned his head away from Miyuki. "I don't know if I want to help some devil like you now." Miyuki lifted himself off the couch. "Aww, c'mon Sawamura. I'll try acting nicer from now on." He pledged as he placed an arm around the younger teen's shoulder.
Eijun's eyes widened a bit. The close contact caused a slight blush to reach his cheeks.
"Hey you two, stop flirting over there and listen up."
Eijun snapped himself out of his thoughts and removed Miyuki's arm off of him.
"Pay attention now morons!" Jun barked. "Here's the new plan." Everyone's eyes now directed to Captain Yuuki.
Yuuki's arms still crossed and eyes closed in thought, looked up in valor and finally said, "We'll call it-"
"Operation: Lunch Time Rush."
AN: I'm sorry, I just had to add that last Kuroko no Basuke reference in.
This chapter was really fun to write! Hope you guys enjoyed it too.