Monday, August 15, 2016

CELESTE'S POV

My, this is a daring new student. This is will be interesting. I watched silently as my classmates tried to save Kirigiri from making a grave mistake.

"Kirigiri, that's insane!" Makoto sounded too desperate to convince her.

"How so? These so call 'Elites' are regular students, nothing more." Kirigiri said monotonically with her arms folded.

"Like hell they are!" Leon screamed. "They'll rip you a new one."

"It may not be wise to confront someone as powerful as the Elites." Sakura tossed in her opinion. You know you're powerful when someone similar to Sakura wants to stay away from you.

"You all are giving them too much power." Kirigiri stared at them unimpressed. "Junko and her group need to face reality and justice."

"I can not allow you to have a confrontation!" Ishimaru ordered as if he had real power over her. Oh please, you're nothing more than a glorified hall monitor. At least, he's better than the Ultimate Student Council Member.

"Kirigiri, we know that you been living under a rock for the longest." Leon began as he walked up to her. "But, they will ruin your life with all the shit you've been saying about them."

"Yeah, you did call Togami a girl." Asahina sweatdropped. "That alone would piss him off."

"This is ridiculous." Kirigiri inched towards the door. Indeed. Hmm...I wonder...

"If I may throw my two cents in," I decided to end this argument. From what I can analyze, Kirigiri isn't the type to cave in from peer pressure, and no one here is going to stop. "I believe that Kirigiri has the right to-"

"Nah," Hagakure had the fucking audacity to interrupt me, of all people. "Junko's gonna ship her somewhere weird like a deserted island. Oh hey, Celeste."

I swiftly walked over to the bum. He looked down at me with the same oblivious expression. I smiled for a moment before sending my foot all the way in between in legs. When he collapsed on the floor and held his privates, I repeatedly stomped on his hand with the heel of my shoes.

"You useless piece of shit! YOU HAD THE FUCKING BALLS TO INTERRUPT ME?! HOW ABOUT I CRUSH YOUR PEBBLE SIZED BALLS SO YOU WON'T DO THIS SHIT AGAIN!" I didn't stop until I released all my anger this bum, and no one dared to stop me. I straightened my dress and wiped the blood off my heels. No point in staining something so expensive with someone so worthless. "Now...may I speak?"

I took their silence as a yes.

"Kirigiri has the right to meet Junko, Maizono, and Togami the same way she met us." I started again. "However, I do not advise that we leave alone to do so. I suggest two or three of us go alone with her to watch over her."

"Fair enough. I can live with that deal" Kirigiri sighed, knowing fully well that this would the only deal she'll get.

"Thank you for being reasonable. I hope you won't mind me joining you." I smiled.

"You're a devious person. I hope you know that."

"An-Anyways, who else is going?" Fukawa forced the conversation back on its tracks.

"I could go if Kirigiri wants me to come." Makoto rubbed the back of his head.

"It doesn't matter to me," Kirigiri said before turning to the rest of the class. "Anyone else?"

"I'll go." Ikusaba sighed. "I probably know where Junko is right now."

"I guess I'll be Makoto's wingman." Leon snickered. "Let's get go!"

"And what about him?" Kirigiri pointed at the bum. "Shouldn't he sent to nurse?"

"Sakura and I will take him by Mikan." Asahina satisfied Kirigiri's question.

"Asahina, you're too kind. Hagakure should suffer the consequences of his mistakes." I said.

"Geez, yo-you guys should leave be-before it's too late." Fukawa shooed us away.

"Okay, who do you want to meet first?" Makoto asked as we left the fifth floor. "Togami? Maizono? Or Junko?"

"It doesn't matter to me," Kirigiri said for the upth time. "How exactly do you know where they will be?"

"After a certain amount of time, you realize each of them has a pattern," I explained. "The Elites like specific places in the school."

"...Interesting. How would you find this Maizono person?" Kirigiri asked while thinking. "Is there a music room she likes to go to?"

"Nah, we're following the scream," Leon said nonchalantly.

"Excuse me?"

"I'll see," Leon said before taking us straight down to the first floor's cafeteria.

Like Leon predicted, the cafeteria was filled with reserves students, guys and girls, screaming as Maizono performed on a table. Makoto, Leon and I covered our ears as we approached the international star. Kirigiri and Ikusaba were completely unaffected by the noise. I understand Ikusaba because she's been to war and heard things much louder than this, but Kirigiri, who exactly is this person? Why come to this school for the last year? Our class was hand picked during Freshman year, and no one has been added or subtracted since then. So who exactly is this Kirigiri Kyoko? Kirigiri pushed through the crowd with ease, without Ikusaba's help. The mysterious girl jumped onto the table and tapped Maizono on the shoulder.

She was ignored. Maizono didn't even spare her single glance as she continued to perform. Kirigiri tapped her on the shoulder again and waited for a response. She waited until the song was over. Maizono started her next hit song. Kirigiri gave her an unimpressed look before jumping off the table. I saw the quick smirk Maizono showed to the crowd. I didn't see where exactly Kirigiri went, but I do see her reappear with a bucket in her hand. She wouldn't. She wouldn't splash water on Maizono with this many reserve students around. Right?

Kirigiri climbed back onto the table with the bucket in tow. She tapped Maizono on the shoulder one more time. This is coming off a warning. Leon and I stayed in neared the exit because we were too far away to stop her. That didn't stop Makoto from trying. Ikusaba, she was god knows where at this point. Maizono ignored Kirigiri for the third time.

That was a mistake. Kirigiri narrowed her eyes for a moment before grabbing the bucket. She dumped all the content onto Maizono. The pop singer let out a high pitch shriek that was enough to silence the whole cafeteria.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Maizono shouted.

"It's rude to ignore someone." Kirigiri simply said. "I tried to be nice, but there is so much a person can take."

"Who the hell do you think you are?!" Maizono glared at her, but I couldn't take her seriously while she was drenched in water. Not only that, her whole outfit is mostly white.

"Kirigiri Kyoko, and I am your new classmate." Kirigiri stuck her hand out for a handshake.

"I'm not shaking your hand after what you just did to me! Do you not know that I am an ELITE!" Maizono mentioned after slapping her hand away.

"I know." Kirigiri clapped back. "And I also know you're wearing a blue bra."

"What the hell you pervert!" Maizono clutched herself. "How did you know that."

"Water makes white sailor shirts translucent." She pointed at her shirt. Maizono looked dumbfounded for a moment before looking down and seeing her problem. "I also know that some of these students took pictures. It was nice to meet you."

"AAAAAHHHH!" Maizono screamed before running into the kitchen and locking the door behind herself. The reserve students took this opportunity like a mouse to cheese and surrounded the door.

Kirigiri spared the kitchen one glance before jumping off the table. Makoto rushed over to her while Leon and I stayed by the door. I could only imagine the scolding Makoto was giving her. Ikusaba reappeared out of nowhere.

"And where were you, Ikusaba?" I asked.

"I thought something bad would happen, so I left something for Maizono to change into." She explained as Makoto and Kirigiri came over.

"That's one of the Elites." Kirigiri fixed her skirt without a single care in her voice. "Who's next?"

"Are you going to pull something like that?" Leon asked, ending with a laugh. "Because that was awesome, I got some great blackmail on my phone."

"If I need to," Kirigiri stated while she approached the door. "Then I will handle them."

She's an interesting one. Maybe this year won't be like the rest. I followed the others up to the second floor, where Togami loves to stay. It's like a second home to him. I'm convinced he will buy every single book the library from the school when we graduate. Ikusaba knocked on the closed door.

"Why are you knocking? It's a library. You only need to stay quiet." Kirigiri asked before opening the door. She looked around the library until she spotted Togami reading alone at a table.

She quickly and quietly went over to him while we all stayed in the hallway, except Makoto. He followed her in as an extra security step. Kirigiri stopped in front of Togami and tapped him the shoulder. "Excuse me, can I have a moment of your time?"

"Go away, if you need to speak with me, go speak with my assistance." Togami waved her off and continued reading.

"An assistance? Where is this person?" Kirigiri asked.

"In hell."

"Really? This will only take a moment of your time." Kirigiri said reasonably. "I merely want to have a proper introduction with you."

"No, go away peasant." Togami didn't lift his head from the book.

"I guess you're on your period." What?

"Excuse you? What did you say?" Togami snapped his head up from the book.

"You're on your period. I understand. I'll come back in a week or so." Kirigiri waved goodbye, leaving Makoto in a war zone.

"I am Togami Byakuya, the Ultimate Affluent Prodigy, and an Elite! I will ruin you if you say that again." Togami threatened her.

"I'm Kirigiri Kyoko. It's nice to meet you, Togami." Kirigiri smirked. "Thank you for the introduction."

FUKAWA'S POV

With half the class missing, Ishimaru gave us the rest of the day to do whatever. Mondo did help convince him. Ishimaru and Mondo went off somewhere. Chihiro and lardass went down to the computer lab to watch anime. Asahina and Sakura were off somewhere, probably at the pool again. I would be with Ikusaba, but she had to go with that new girl. She stole my only friend. That's why I'm sitting alone in this classroom.

"Excuse me." I snapped out of my depressing thought process and looked up. If I had to describe him, he looked like he straight out of an anime with his flame hair. He had yellow eyes, and he was wearing the standard uniform, a white collar t-shirt with a red jack wrapped around his waist and a plain black pair of jeans. He looks familiar. Where have I seen him? "Where is your class?"

"Wh-Who are you?" I stood up from my seat. "What do yo-you want wi-with my cl-class?"

"Oh, there's nothing to worry about. I promise that I just wanted to know if I'm in the right class." He laughed to defuse the situation.

"I-I don't know. Everyone's doing th-their own thing." I answered. I still didn't trust him entirely. "Who ar-are you?"

"Oh, I'm Sosuke Ichino, the Ultimate Journalist." He smiled, showing off his white teeth. That's where I know him. "I'm in 77-C, so that might explain why you don't know who I am."

"I-I know who yo-you are. You're the only one who publishes ev-everything that happens her-here!" I pointed at him.

"Haha, I guess you do know me. I'm guilty of doing that, but people are very eager to know how it feels having all these Ultimates running around." He tried to make a joke. Sosuke frowned when he realized that I was still glaring at him. "Come on, don't be like that."

"Wh-What do you want fr-from me?"

"I heard there was a new student in your class. I was hoping you could tell me where I could find him."

"Her."

"It's a girl? Where is she?" Great, she's gonna steal another person from me. Wait, why do I care he does? I barely know the guy.

"She's so-somewhere. She w-wanted to me-meet the Elites."

"Really? I guess she was a fan or something."

"Yo-You're wrong. She didn't know wh-who they we-were."

His jaw dropped in disbelief.

"You're kidding. They're-"

"-international. I-I know." I rolled my eyes. "You ca-can leave now."

"And leave you here?" Sosuke said skeptically before hardening his resolve. "Not a chance."

"Wh-Why? I'm used to be-being alone." I said shocked.

"Because I want to get to know you." He took the seat in front of my desk. "So what's your name?"

"Wh-Why would I te-tell someone li-like you?"

"It's only fair. I told you when you asked, Fukawa." He quickly answered back.

"Fine, bu-but blame me if you fo-forget." I sighed. "Fukawa Toko, the Ultimate Writing Prodigy."

"It's nice to meet you, Fukawa." He said with a smile. The tooth on the top right was showing again.

"Wait, ho-how did you know my na-name?"

"You just introduced yourself."

"No! You said my na-name before I introduced my-myself!" I started to raise my voice.

"Okay...okay, I recognized you from the back of one of your books." He admitted with a slightly visible blush on his cheeks.

"Yo-You read one of m-my books?" I gasped. "Those are rom-romance novels!"

"What can I say?" He laughed before showing off his smirk. "I'm a hopeless romantic."

"Stalker..." I scoffed.

"I'm not a stalker. I'll admit your book was good, but I rather just keep you company." He smiled before making the usual realization face. "Hey, you didn't stutter."

"An in-insult isn't effective yo-you stutter!"

"Really? I don't feel insulted."

"Huh? Wh-Why?"

"When you're a journalist, people will call you just about anything." He pulled up his sleeves.

"Huh? Oh, it's Sosuke!" Chihiro and lardass came back. The two of them came over to us. So much for being alone. I'll never get rid of these people. "What are you doing here? I thought the meeting was at the end of the month."

"It is. I was just looking for the new girl, but Fukawa kept me company." He answered.

"I feel an anime romance coming to head with Ms. Fukawa being the leading female," Lardass said.

"Do-Do not compare my li-life to your crappy shit!" I glared at him.

"Come on Fukawa, you shouldn't talk to your classmate like that. " Sosuke lightly scolded me.

"It's alright." Lardass excused my behavior. "Ms. Fukawa was never the type who could accept anime as a source of entertainment or manga as a form of literature."

Before I correct him, Sosuke changed the subject.

"Hey, it's getting pretty late." He looked out the window. "We should get going. It will be dark before we know it."

"Yeah, I'll see you guys later." Chihiro collected his stuff and left the room. Yamada bow before leaving the two of us alone.

"I guess we're alone again." The Ultimate Journalist smirked.

"Wh-What are you talking about? I'm going ho-home." I scoffed as I left him in the dust.

"Hey Fukawa, let me walk you home." he offered.

"Wa-Wait? I'm not le-letting a stalker follow me home."

"Come on, let me do it this one time." He pleaded.

"Ugh, you won-won't stop until I say yes." I groaned.

"Pretty much," He shrugged and grabbed my hand. "Now, let's get going."

A/N: Sosuke is not an OC. He's a real character in the anime. I found him while I typing. He's more of a minor character than a major one in the actual anime. Oh yeah, Ikusaba is still Junko's sister, but Fukawa doesn't have split personalities. Sorry if that upset you, but you'll be hearing from Genocider Syo! Thanks for reading!