The Random Nonsense of Rain Kisuki

Chapter 10: Here's the Plan

"And, well…that's the plan!" I finished. Kai stared at me. Awkward. Still staring at me. I shifted uncomfortably. And, guess what? He's still stare-ring! Why the f*ck won't he stop staring?

"Just what is in that head of yours?" he asked me, looking amazed.

"No one's really sure, but I've got my suspicions about pudding," I stated. He only laughed in response.

"Sooo, are you going to help, or what?" I asked.

You see, even though Kai and my brother have been friends for years, my parents never met him before now. This meant that they didn't know his parents either. Therefore, if an emergency involving Kai's family happened to occur after school, and he happened to want some mental support, it wouldn't be at all strange if I remained with him. You know, for an hour or six. Damn I kick major ***!

In fact, if I happened to be so worried that I slept over at the hospital, it wouldn't be that strange.

Not only do I get ice cream, I get to have a sleepover at Bryan's! Even though I'm very self-conscious, I don't really have a problem with sleeping at a guy's house.

He sighed and answered before I drifted to far into my own world, "Fine. But no one in my family can end up dying. It would be hard to cover up in the future. "

"Ahh! You're the best! (That is, other than me.) So, let's go to school and tell the others my plan. God, I love myself!" I really do. Sighing dreamily.

"Really now?" he asked sarcastically.

"Hey, are you treating me? Cause I'm flat broke," I brought up randomly. He sighed and put a twenty on the table.

"Yes. I'm paying for you. Come on, we're gonna be late," he glared. I pouted and looked at the last chocolate chip pancake sitting on my plate. Isn't it worth being late? Look how delicious it is. Mouthwatering goodness. That's what it is. Wouldn't it be a shame to leave it here to rot away? Or be thrown out…Still…

"Kai, think of the poor children in Africa. They're starving. Isn't it an insult to them to be wasting food just because we can?" He sighed. He picked up my fork and guess what he did!? The sleazy b*stard shoved my pancake in his mouth! The whole thing!…Not a single chocolate chip was left.

"H-h-How could you do that!? That poor pancake was defenseless! Apologize to me!" I ordered, tears in my eyes. That was my pancake!

"Why should I? I paid for it!" he reminded me as we walked out the door into the parking lot.

"Kaaaaaa-aaaaaai!" I whined, "A-pol-o-gize!"

"Why?"

"Cause that was mean!"

"How was it mean? You're a slow eater. Wouldn't you get a detention for being late? It would ruin your plan. You know, the one you need my help for." You think you're so cool just because you're sensible and use your brain on a regular basis!

"Hmph! I'm walking to school. Give me my backpack. And I'm not a slow eater! I just like to appreciate the flavors…"

"Rain, it's two miles from here!"

"There's still twenty minutes. I can make it if I walk fast."

"Rain! Just get in the car," he sighed.

"FINE! There aren't any schoolbooks in there anyway! I just shoved in children ones," I snapped as I started walking off.

"Rain! Don't be like this!" he sighed again. I just on kept walking. I'll be like this if I wanna! I don't need to listen to this! Jerk.

"Rain!" He ran up behind me and grabbed my wrist, "Sorry. Forgive me?"

"Saying sorry won't bring my pancake back!" I tried to walk. "Ow! You're hurting my wrist!" Grr!

"It won't hurt if you stop moving." Again with the sensibility!

"It would hurt even less if you let go!" He complied. Hmph. I rubbed my wrist. It felt like it was hurting, but there wasn't even a mark.

He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pulling me backwards into his chest. He rested his chin on my head.

"I'm sorry I ate your pancake. I'll get you three scoops of ice cream tonight," he tried to persuade me. I tried to get out of his hold, despite the fact I immensely enjoyed it.

"Mmm mmm! You're not getting off the hook that easy! You're gonna have to do better than that, mister!" I refused, shaking my head.

"Then what do you want from me!?" he was struggling to keep a hold on me. I stopped moving and rested my eyes on his car. He followed my gaze.

"Oh no, Rain! Anything but that!" he pleaded. I kind of like this. The Great Kai Hiwatari is begging me!

"Kai! You have to let me at least once!" I protested.

"No way! If there's anything I love in this world, it's my car."

"Kai!" I said sternly. I have another plan… "What if I persuade you?" I turned around in his grasp and wrapped my arms around his neck, looking up at him innocently.

"And how do you plan to do that?" he whispered in my ear, catching on quickly. I kissed him. He smiled against my lips.

"You're gonna have to do better than that." Good thing we were out of view from others… After a few minutes of making out, I tried to pull away, and pretended to be in control when I clearly wasn't.

"Pwease?" I begged.

"Fine." Yes! "But…" Ughh. Not the dreaded 'but'. Heh. Butt. So I'm a little immature! Give a girl a break! But don't tell me you never laughed when someone said "No 'buts'!"

"You can't do it today. There are too many people. Maybe over the weekend," he glared. Hell yeah! I hugged him.

I dragged him off to his car and waited for him to unlock it. I bounced on the balls of my feet and felt like singing…

Kai barely made it to school alive, as he was listening to me sing along to Disney Channel radio all the way there.

"I think I'm going to blow up my radio over the weekend," Kai said as we walked toward the school.

"You don't have to wait 'til then. I have some dynamite in my closet!" I offered cheerfully.

"I was kidding!" he glanced at me, "You need a better therapist." I nodded in agreement.

"I feel like I already did the whole school experience yesterday…I wanna go somewhere else!" I whined as Kai pushed open the front door to school. He rolled his eyes.

"You might wanna do something about the outfit," he mentioned. I looked down and glared at myself. I pulled out my cell phone and speed-dialed Tala as I entered the building.

"Hey Tala! Mmm hmm, but I'm still in the lobby. Ya, you brought them right? Ok, see you. I'll meet you in front of the girl's bathroom. Yeah, yeah. Love you too. Hurry up you jack***, I feel like a freakin' honor student in this outfit!" was my side of the conversation. When I hung up I looked at Kai. He raised an eyebrow.

"Tala's very sensitive," I explained. This got another laugh out of Kai. "If I don't finish every call with a 'love you' than he'll go all PMS on me."

"He needs more than a therapist." I shrugged.

"He doesn't have a lot of problems a normal therapist can help with. His problem is an addiction to Oprah and soap operas," I replied.

"Hey Renny!" called Tala running in my direction, barely stopping in time before he ran into me. "Emergency clothes delivery!" He held out a shirt, some jeans, and a belt.

"Thankiez!" I chirped, grabbing the clothes. I went into the bathroom, used its facilities, and then changed. Faded t-shirt and baggy Tala-jeans held up with a belt. I had the belt tightened to the very last loop, so the end trailed down all the way to the back of my knees. When I came out, both Kai and Tala were waiting.

"So, Renny, what's the plan for your announcement?" asked Tala as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

"I'ma tell you guys at lunch, kay?" I answered, shoving the other clothes into my bag.

"Alright! Let's go to homeroom! I gotta talk to Karok. Gonna get him and the Virgin Vice together!" grinned a confident Tala. Wonder what his plan is.

When we arrived at the classroom we were quite surprised. And you know why? The crazy *** teacher was on the phone! He actually had someone to talk to!

"Of course! Umm hmm. Yeah, I'll see you at dinner! Love you too!" he was saying. We gasped and held our breaths. Well, everyone but Kai. Kai doesn't do the whole gasping thing. "Yeah, bye Mom!" We let out disappointed sighs. He frowned as he put his phone back in his pocket.

"What's wrong class? Everyone seems to be poor spirits today…" he looked concerned.

"We thought that might have been a girlfriend. But…nope," said an unimpressed Enrique. Tala glared at the teacher, but quickly became happy again. Him and his mood swings.

"Oh well! You still have Ms. Low! And judging from what I last saw, she likes you!" Tala stated cheerfully. Yeah, angry shouting and frustration certainly give you that impression. Guess she likes me too…Yuck!

"Tala, I appreciate your encouragement, but I can handle my own love life," the teacher responded calmly.

"What love life?" I asked.

"See! Even someone as adorable and clueless as my Rain noticed. You have no f*cking love life! The only one you go to dinner with is your mom!" Tala scolded. Clueless? What the heck is he trying to say? The teacher mumbled something about enjoying his mom's company.

"Hi," said a very unpleased Oz-man as he entered the room. He slammed his books down on the desk next to Bryan.

"What's with you?" asked Bryan, ears still ringing.

"That f*cking VP shoved me into this homeroom because I spoke to my old homeroom teacher inappropriately. I never f*cking use bad language. Sh*t-faced, stick-up-her-***, b*tch. My language is proper and as clean as Enrique's toilet!" Ozuma ranted.

"Enrique's…toilet?" asked Mr. Takaito.

"Enri-baby isn't usually the fussy type," started Tala. Enrique…not the fussy type? Where does Tala get these ideas? "But he has this obsession with his bathroom's cleanliness. He cleans it top to bottom every other day, but he cleans his toilet every few hours. With the occasional exception on school days. The first thing he does when he wakes up is clean the toilet!" How does he know what Enrique does when he first wakes up? …I don't wanna know.

"Why on Earth would he do that?" asked the teacher.

"Because toilets are full of nasty-*** pathogens. Not to mention dead goldfish, old crap, and toilet monsters. Plus, if the toilet isn't cleaned properly it gets mad and sucks you into it. Once you go into a toilet, you can't get out. I don't even know where all my sh*t goes. It must have a black hole in it…" Enrique ranted as he entered the room.

"Enrique…don't you know that toilets have pipes attached to them?" Mr. Takaito asked.

"What's this crazy sh*t about pipes? You teachers are all crazy. First the world is a big-*** globe, and now toilets have pipes! How many lies must you tell us before you satirsfied!?" asked Tala angrily.

"The word is 'satisfied', moron," glared Bryan.

"Okay, as interesting as toilets are, I…uhh…Forgot what I was gonna say," I threw in. What was it I was gonna say? Oh well. The conversation ended on that note. The remaining students from the hall way made their way to their classrooms. And soon we were off to our next class.

I have Biology now. Kai is the only one with me. But at least Mr. Laurence, my boring old-man teacher, assigned Kai as my lab partner for the rest of the year. God forbid we have another fight.

After that, I had an uneventful study hall.

Then I hustled and bustled my butt across the entire school to get to Health. This is where it was decided I was doing my sex ed. project with Tala. And people wonder why I don't go to school. This project is gonna be sooo awkward.

I walked beside Tala, on my way to the caf'. I scowled. Damn school. The first time was cool, but this is just boring.

I pushed both of the doors open and strutted into the room dramatically. Wham! I tripped on a banana peel (and you thought it only happened in movies!), and fell face first into a tray of pasghetti. God, today's just one big cliché, isn't it?

I've always called it pasghetti. I just love saying it! Pasghetti. Heh. I laughed to myself. People stared at me. So I was covered in pasghetti and I was laughing happily. Isn't weird at all.

Great. Just great. I have to make my announcement of my announcement covered in marinara sauce. I wiped as much of it off as I could and sat down at our table. The others stared at me.

"You wanna get clean first?" asked Ozuma. I shook my head. This was important business.

"So, here's the plan," I started.