Ok, so before I start, and make you start clawing at your face like in the Ring, I'd like to say that this is Larrmon/Failermon and my writing "style" is mostly fail posing as crack, and that a lot of the time, I'll be trying to use big words and failing. And yes, Saiko does often run into things. So do I. In fact, I even run into walls.
Sooo.. Recap! Saiko'd just bashed into Renji, though no one really knew who the hell he was then, and made him FLY. The group was on their way to the shinigami academy thing of doom.
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The group walked along, with Hoshika striding out in the lead, Saiko and Hiyori trailing behind, talking. Everyone else was in the general area. Somewhere.
"Soo.. Saiko.. What was that? I mean, that teacher kept on saying that it would be near impossible for any of us to knock "Renji-dono".. But you did. Does that mean you're some kind of a freak of nature?" Hiyori said nervously, as if she were afraid of Saiko.
Saiko pulled a face, "Well I don't know, but if I'm a freak of nature, you're just a freak.. of radioactive waste. Ha!" she laughed and assumed a superior pose, only to be pushed over by Hoshika a moment later.
Hoshika sneered at the short one, "I reckon Renji just woke up with a major hangover and only needed a little push to go flying. Nothing special, and I bet I could have slammed him all the way back to our house in Rukongai, if you'd given me the chance. And you know what-"
She was cut off by Hiyori and Mochi grabbing her arms and pulling her down the road.
"Don't be so mean Hoshi-Hoshi, Saiko's just a freak with preternatural spiritual powers, that's all."
"Yeah, and I bet you're just jealous because your power hasn't emerged yet and the metaphorical talking brick wall over here was the first to get hers." Mochi chimed in.
Saiko pulled a face at Hoshika's back and ran over to Shioru and Tifa, the two of whom seemed to be having a deep and meaningful conversation.
"Shioru.. Do you actually know where we're supposed to be going?" Tifa looked at Shioru questioningly.
She pulled a face, absentmindedly scratching her head, "Well I was actually assuming that Hoshika and those two were going in the right direction, but now that I think about it, we're probably supposed to be going that way," she pointed at a row of low-roofed buildings.
To be entirely honest, they did not look like much. I mean, you'd expect an academy as important as this would have a more impressive campus, but no, all that it consisted of were the few low slung buildings previously pointed out, an open dirt courtyard, and a large but shabby hall.
Saiko turned around and started walking backwards, "And, if you guys don't mind, we're also late. Run!" she turned and began running towards the buildings Shioru had pointed out.
The others looked at each other, shrugged, and ran after her, scattered all over the road, blocking it up and disenabling any passage past them.
Whumpf!
"Oww, loser, watch where you're going oh shit damn gaaah I'm screwed aren't I?" Saiko trailed off as she looked up at Sanada-sensei as he dusted off his black kimono.
He looked severely down at her, "Well, that certainly hurt. You should probably look where you're going in future, in case you happen to smash into a more strict shinigami than I, such as Yamamoto-sama," Sanada paused, "Not that he'd ever grace you lot with his presence. He is, after all the leader and founder of the renowned Gotei Thirteen."
The last sentence sent waves of murmuring around the group, inducing frowns in all and some, namely Hiyori and Tifa, began to stroke their non-existant beards whilst thinking, trying to remember who the hell this Yamamoto guy was.
Finally, the silence, if you could call it silence with these six girls thinking and muttering to them selves and scratching their heads, was broken, "Who's Yamamoto?", Tifa frowned, the question written in bold, metaphorically, of course, across her face.
Their teacher gasped and reeled, "You don't know who Yamamoto-sama is? How is that even possible? He's only the greatest shinigami ever and the founder of the Gotei Thirteen and this academy. He's the most powerful man that may ever have existed, and.. Oh my god."
"And he's been listening to all that you've said about him and is rather flattered, however, he does not appreciate you, Sanada, spreading lies that I would never visit the very academy that I founded and still visit to this day!" Yamamoto's voice rose in a frightening crescendo from a mild and kind voice to a thundering roar, leaving Sanada stunned and cowering, and the six shinigami-in-training gaping open mouthed at the sudden appearance of this terribly frightening old man with a long beard and many wrinkles so deep one could be forgiven for mistaking them for canyons.
"And you," He turned to the six girls and pointed at Saiko, "You are in trouble for knocking a lieutenant of the Gotei Thirteen over and causing him severe brain damage with your flailing of arms. I expect you to apologise and grovel on the ground in sheer terror of what he may attack you with. Perhaps a large saguaro cactus is in order?"
Saiko cringed, "But the damage couldn't have been that bad.. I mean, it's not like there was much brain to damage.." she took a few steps back as Yamamoto's frown deepened, "was there?"
Shioru stepped forward, a false smile attached to her face, and pushed Saiko back into the group, "Well, I'm sure she can repay her debt by sacrificing all the ramen she may ever owned, so I think it'd be best if we were off now, and we'll keep this one under close guard." On this last note, she shot Saiko a hard glance. Hoshika smirked. Saiko glared and inched her hand ever so slightly closer to the pair of chopsticks she always carried around with her.. You know.. Just in case there was food to be had, or in this case, people to be poked.
"Bakawaka. You're doomed."
Shioru decided it was best to disappear now, and stepped between them, pushing them, "Stop it you two. You can try kill each other later, maybe when there aren't adults around who could easily kick us out back into Rukongai," she turned to the old man, "I'm sorry for their behaviour. You must understand that small minds like to pick small fights."
"Ehm, yes, Shioru's quite right about that, and we're sorry for this interruption. Let's go, you lot." Sanada bowed to Yamamoto and walked away, talking over his shoulder at the students, "We'll be starting with basic kendo moves in the hall over there. Get the bokuto from the racks, and once all the other students arrive, we'll start. My, my, you lot are a handful, aren't you?" He sighed, shook his head and disappeared through a door in one of the smaller, lower buildings.
They walked into the building and were swamped by feelings of excitement, anxiousness, and maybe a little bit of adrenalin. It was dark inside, but random holes in the roof let in light that diffused to lighten the immediate area around it. In these pockets they could see dust motes swirling around.
"Where are the racks?" Tifa peered around in the half light.
"Dunno. Oh wait, there over there!" Hiyori ran to the far corner of the room.
Whumpf!
"Actually, never mind. That was a coat rack, though why they'd need one here, I don't know."
"Nah, I found them. There over here!" Mochi waved the others over to beside the door.
There, in a small, easily overlooked alcove, stood the racks. Dozens of handles poked out from the pigeon hole-esque slots, some looking more hard done by than others. Mochi immediately grabbed the sword the looked the newest, its grip brand new, and the wooden blade polished and untouched. Shioru took the longest one and Hoshika picked a feather weight, wafer thin bokuto, its tip sanded down to the thickness of a sheet of rice paper. Of course Tifa didn't really care and just grabbed one, and Saiko.. She pulled out every single one until she found the wooden sword that she deemed worthy of the title Winner of all wins! this "winner of all wins" was a large and thick sword and small needles hung off the end of the handle. She'd already carved "Win!" onto the blade with one of these needles. Hiyori decided on a small light one, polished so much that it may have had a chance against Mochi's one in a SHINY SHINY SWORD competition.
For a while they all stood there, swinging their swords, testing them, feeling the balance. Hoshika decided she wanted to show off and pulled hers out of its sheath and hitting Saiko over the head, prompting an all out fight between the two.
Just as it looked like the others would have to intervene, and it seemed that they would each go home with a black eye, Sanada walked into the room. They stopped fighting. They turned to face him. Then they started babbling excuses.
"I'm so sorry I swear it'll never happen again and- "
"It was so her fault because she hit me on the head first while she was trying to-"
"Avoid a situation like this because I am a mature and-"
"Idiotic person because she's a-"
"Enough!" Sanada silenced them with a terrible glare and his sharp voice, "That's enough from both of you. Stop this silly feud at once, or you'll both be in big trouble. Now," he turned to the rest of the class, "You may have noticed that we are not using shinai, as we really should be, considering that this is kendo, but we will be using bokuto instead, as they are cheaper to make, and easier to find. They are also more versatile in terms of length, weight, width and the overall feel of the sword. These factors are important to help you find your fighting style and type of sword. Now, class, form two lines, 6 in the front, 7 in the back. Stand with your feet shoulder width apart, and breathe. Put down your bokuto, for crying out loud, we're just going to calm down, stretch, and try to avoid killing each other."
The others breathed a sigh of relief.
Saiko twisted her face into a ferocious frown, thinking.
Well this is going to suck.
END! 8D
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A/N..
God. 1659 words, not including the recap. I write too much. D|
Xiaska, if you really do insist on being called that, WAS THAT TOO MUCH GODDAMN DIALOGUE FOR YOU? BECAUSE IF IT WAS, STFU. C
Bokuto are just wooden katana. 8D Shinai are what you're supposed to use in kendo, but no one cares.
I have one thing to say. WHY ARE SAIKO AND WAKANAO SO BITCHY AT EACH OTHER?! And yes, I know it's my fault. :|
-failermon!