The next morning, Chihiro awoke to find herself face-to-face with Junko's breasts, clad only in her black and red lace bra. She blinked rapidly, and then sat up quickly, Mondo's arm slipping off her shoulders as she did. Where was she again? Oh, that's right. The camp. She'd slept with the Oowadas and "Despair sisters", as Junko and Mukuro were known as, squeezed in between Junko and Mondo. At her sudden movement, Mondo opened one eye and groaned, putting his pillow on his face.

"Mmn...mornin' Chihiro. Wha's got ya' up so early?"

"Mondo, it's ten o' clock, I'd hardly call that early," Celestia chimed in from the top bunk, looking over the edge. She'd yet to put in her drills, and one strap of her nightgown hung off of her shoulder. "Besides, today's Monday. That means that we've got that stupid "reversal school" class today."

"Ugh..." Mondo groaned again, then stretched out like a cat, his back curving down in an upside-down arch as he pressed his palms against the bars of the bunk, his back giving a loud crack as he did. Sighing contentedly, he plopped back down, then rolled onto his back and looked up at Chihiro. "How'd ya' sleep, Princess?"

Blushing, Chihiro looked away, running a hand through her unruly hair. She'd need to brush it out once she got out of bed. "Fine, actually." She'd expected to have some awful nightmares last night, as she usually did whenever she slept somewhere new. It was almost as if her new "brothers" had kept them from occurring. At least, that's what she was going to choose to believe. "And you?"

"Awesome, but now I gotta wake up Sleeping Beauty over here." Reaching over her, Mondo pushed on Daiya's shoulder. The elder had been snoring contentedly, and he grunted and swatted at Mondo's hand as he pushed on him. "Daiya? Daiya, wake up. We gotta get up."

"Five more minutes," he grumbled, pulling the blanket over his head. Mukuro cuddled farther into his arms, and Junko rolled over, her leg thrown over his side and her head on top of his. Rolling his eyes, Mondo fished under his pillow for a moment, before pulling out an iPhone with a motorcycle phone case, and loudly blaring a military trumpet tune. Immediately, Mukuro jumped up, yelling at the top of her lungs;

"JUNIOR LIEUTENANT MUKURO IKUSABA REPORTING FOR DUTY SIR!"

Junko shrieked as she fell over, and Daiya sat up so suddenly, he hit his head on the bottom of the top bunk. He cursed loudly, and Mondo laughed, turning off the tune on the phone. Upon realizing that there was no sergeant to be found, Mukuro's head whipped from side to side, and then focused on Mondo, her eyes narrowing.

"You always do this."

"It's tha' only way I can get ya' outta bed."

"Ow, ow ow ow, my fuckin' head..."

"Where did my shirt go?"

As they scrambled for belongings and argued amongst each other, Chihiro quietly slipped out of bed, going over to the corner where she'd placed her suitcase, carefully choosing her outfit for the day. From where she crouched, she could see a sleepy Leon waking up, yawning and stretching, then cracking his neck loudly. From beside him, Hagakure whined ("You know I hate that!" "Yeah, an' that's why I do it."). Fukawa was getting up as well, rubbing at her eyes and tugging at her un-braided, thick hair, slipping her glasses on as she maneuvered her way down. Celestia and Yamada had climbed down from the other top bunk, and Yamada (who was already dressed) was holding up several outfits for Celestia, who took her sweet time scrutinizing each one thoroughly.

"Hey, who's gonna wake up Angry Rule Guy?" Leon asked as he slipped a shirt on over his bare chest. Everyone turned simultaneously to look at Mondo, who sighed and accepted his fate, sliding out of bed and tip-toeing over to the unmoving lump of blankets. The only noise that could be heard from it was loud snoring, and, grabbing a stick, Mondo carefully poked at it.

"Hey, uh, Kiyo-chan? It's time to wake –!" The stick was yanked from Mondo's hand and snapped in half, and the halves were then thrown at him as a pair of red eyes glared at him from the shadows of the blankets. The other muttered something vaguely threatening to Mondo, who gulped in response. "U-uh, 's tha' first day of, uh, school."

Suddenly, the dark aura changed, and a blur of black-and-white slammed into him. Mondo was knocked over with an oof, as the black-haired, pajama-clad boy sat on top of him, his hands pressed against Mondo's chest.

"It is, isn't it? I cannot believe I nearly forgot! Thank you for reminding me, Kyoudai!" Mondo gasped for air as Ishimaru finally jumped off of him, and Chihiro giggled, before making her way to the bathroom.

It was a good thing she did, as almost immediately after she had changed, brushed her teeth, and combed her hair, everyone was swarming into the bathroom to do the same.

"C'mon, Celes, you've been in there for like, thirty minutes!"

"For your information, it's only been ten. And I'm sorry, these stockings take a while to get on."

"Get outta the way, Junko, I need the brush!"

"Ladies first, Mondo~"

"Where the hell're my rings?!"

"I-I guess I'll j-just go change in the c-closet again..."

"Hurry up, everyone, we're going to be late!"

"Hey Mommy Mukuro, didja' pack our lunches~?"

"Shut up, Hagakure."

As soon as everyone had dressed, done their hair, applied their makeup, put in their piercings, and finished their basic hygiene, the motley crew burst out of the cabin like chickens in a hen house, Chihiro holding on to Mondo's jacket as they went.

"Alright kids, here's the plan," Daiya was saying as he walked at the head of the pack next to Mondo, still running a comb through his hair to finish styling it. "Don't let 'em get ya' down. Watch each other's backs, ya' here? We're all friends now, so we gotta suck it up an' deal with it. Mondo, you watch out for our lil' sis, make sure nothin' happens to her. An' as you go out there, I want you to keep one thing in mind – " He was cut off as he ran into a flag pole, falling over quite unceremoniously and lying on the ground. All of the kids giggled at that, and he looked up. "Dead kids do not tell war stories, so big smiles, an' get out there, an' fight!"

He waved them off as they made their way up the stairs, and Chihiro paused at the entrance to the building that was to be their "school", tugging on Mondo's jacket nervously.

"C'mon, it'll be alright. I'll take care of ya'," Mondo assured her, ruffling her hair and putting an arm around her shoulders as they walked onto their battlefield.