It was lunch time, and everyone was snaking on catered lunch that was freshly delivered from nearby stores. The school had just recently started a program with the most popular food restaurants where they would give left-over food to the high school and they would distribute it to the students. In return, the restaurants got much needed advertisement. Ranma was the most ecstatic, most of the food was from Ukyo's restaurant and he could eat all the squid okayami he wanted for free. "And to think they would throw food like this away!" a male student exclaimed stuffing his face with gourmet pizza. "Better us than the Garbage heap!" another replied.
Hikaru stood by, hoping that he could at least get a bite. "This is so unfair." he sighed. "Why does everyone else get the good stuff?" hordes or students male and female alike trampled one another. If it wasn't for the crappy normal school food they usually ate, they wouldn't be acting like this. "Is there a problem?" Kira asked. He decided to bring lunch from home; food today was full of preservatives, fillers, and other culinary Garbage that one wouldn't eat if he or she knew what it was. "No, not really side from the fact that all the food is going to be gone and I'm not going to get any of it. Hikaru replied sadly. "Everyone is so greedy and only out for themselves, it makes me sick sometimes."
Kira thought it over for a while. Yes, the boy was pitiful; he had less power than an average human being which was already pretty low. But that was a little over a couple weeks ago, he was at least 500% percent stronger than when he first arrived. Yet he still was so passive and submissive. He wondered what was up with Hikaru that he could surpass himself yet not feel any sort of Pride or self-importance. "Well, if you want food then get it." "But it's more complicated than that, if I eat food away from someone then they won't have any food to eat themselves." Kira attempted to probe deeper into Hikaru's thoughts. "The world is cruel that way, frankly, humanity wouldn't give a rat's ass if you lived or died. You would just be that guy who let everyone run over him."
"But I don't want to be that guy; I just want to be the guy who everyone doesn't think is a jerk." Hikaru said. "Were all jerks, whether or not we know it or not humans are the most selfish and evil beings on the planet, even demons think we're low." Kira replied. "But at the same time were are the most forgiving and loving." "Love? Forgiveness? You won't be finding much of that in Nerima." Hikaru scoffed. "If you can't find any of that here why not show it yourself? Pretty soon people will start to do the same." Kira smiled. "Well, I guess." Hikaru said. "The foods almost gone better get some while you have the chance." Hikaru nodded and began to charge into the crowd, knocking over students to slow to get out of the way. "Not like that." Kira sighed.
"You still have much to learn little brother." Kira thought to himself. "maybe I should go and see how saotome is doing, it has been long enough he should be ready to fight again by now I wonder what he waiting for." he wondered. "Surely he's not trying to wait until I'm off my guard, that'll be most dishonorable." Kira thought shrugging to himself. "And he'll be waiting for a long time." Bored out of his mind Kira thought that he would go somewhere quiet and draw. He had his mind on a particular person he wanted to put into his portfolio.
Setting down his belongings he opened his backpack and pulled out a pad of blank paper and a black fountain pen and began to draw away. Most artists had to start a specific place to start drawing, and then Kira on the other hand could draw an image out of his mind and on to the paper with no problem. Nearly finished with the picture that could have easily earned a medal and put on display a filthy thought went through his head. Slowly he started to draw the character's assets more defined and curvy. After that he drew more revealing clothing on it. Finally finished he took a moment to admire his work. Then realizing what he had done, Kira began to blush and started to ball up the paper and throw it near the recycling bin. "No no, none of that." he thought. Blush still in full swing. "Damn it Kira get a hold of yourself." he told himself. "It's just a girl." he assured himself. "Just a girl."
Staring at the screen on a school computer, Nabiki played and replayed the video she had saved on her phone. She had noticed the look Kira had on his face when he realized they were going to land in the lake. It was the same look Ranma, Mousse, Ryoga, shampoo and etc. had on their faces right before they came in contact with cold water. It wasn't enough to prove her theory, Kira could just have hydrophobia. But then again this also could be of some value to her. Nabiki replayed the video to try to find anything else that could be incriminating or humiliating.
But instead she only noticed how broad his shoulders were and how his hair was her favorite color and how manly his chest was behind his black tank-top. She slapped herself with both hands making her cheeks bright pink. "Come on Nabiki, you promised yourself that you wouldn't think about boys until you've become and successful business tycoon. But she always envied how Akane and kausumi always had a boy that liked her. Depression swooned over the room and almost the ice cold selfish heart of Nabiki started to melt only to be frozen over again with the thought of that she had a reputation to uphold.
Taking a long sip of coffee Nabiki started to remember what Ranma said about his injury. Something about it didn't add up. He said that he fell down the stairs but he was found lying in the street; obviously one of them must have been lying and Kira didn't seem like the lying type and she would know. And Ranma would only lie if. "He lost a fight." It all made sense now, the late night training, the secretive attitude. No doubt he had lost a fight but to who was the question and indeed Kira was the answer.
Smiling, she thought of how she could capitalize off of this. Later that day, after the feeding frenzy Kira and Hikaru started to walk home after a boring day at school. Hikaru broke the silence "Kira, do you have any enemies?" Kira said nothing for so long Hikaru started to ask again but Kira replied before he could have a chance. "Yes, I do have a few, some of them are just rivals others are far deeper than that." Kira spoke. "Who is your worst enemy?" Hikaru asked. "My worst enemy is dead; He was a fearsome and child-like foe.
He would play games like hide-n-seek or peek-a-boo if you were ever hiding trying to recover from his blows." "Sounded like a real monster if you asked me, how did you beat him?" Hikaru asked. "I tore his fucking head off." Kira replied calmly. Hikaru sweat dropped and fell to the ground like a ton of bricks fell on him. "S-s-s-so you've killed before?" "Yes, the thing is that it gets easier and easier the more you do It." he replied coldly. Hikaru's jaw hung open. "You really don't know how to take a joke do you?" "YOU HAVE A SICK SENCE OF HUMOR!" Hikaru accused.
"I apologize, I'm new to humor." Kira said. "Well you better be." coming home they both were at the surprise of their mother at the kitchen table with opened envelops of past due bills and in tears. "Mother! Is everything alright!?" Kira said rushing over. Trying to act fine she replied. "Everything's fine, how was school today Kira honey?" "It was fine, mother I know you are hurting for money let me take a job, two jobs if I have to." Kira urged. "No, your place is in school. Not in some restaurant." she said. Placing the bills into the garbage heap. "MOTHER! LET ME HELP! THAT SCHOOL IS AN INSULT TO MY INTELLIGENCE! I CAN GET A JOB! A GOOD JOB!" Kira argued. "I SAID YOU WILL NOT HAVE A JOB UNDER THIS ROOF AN THAT IS FINAL!" she yelled back standing up even being five inches shorter than Kira. Kira said nothing; he simply went into his room and slammed the door shut. Hikaru stood there dumbfounded. He comforted his mother then went to see about Kira.
"Kira are you okay?" Hikaru asked. "I'm fine; the question is what happened to your father? He was rich wasn't he?" "Yeah he was, but he left all of his possessions to some young hussy after he died, which actually is the reason why we had to move to Nerima in the first place." "That's sad." "I know but I learned how to deal with it." Hikaru put on a fake smile. "Hikaru." "Yeah?" "I'm going to be leaving for a while." "How long?" "About a week but I'll be back before the masquerade festival." "Oh, that's cool. Where are you going?" "I had a job before I came to Nerima, I left before my boss paid me and I think the Gosunkogi money problems will be over after I am paid all that I am owed." "Sounds cool, can I come?" "NO! ABSOLUTLY UNACCEPTABLE!" Kira yelled making Hikaru flinch even from a distance. Realizing his error Kira calmed himself. "I mean no, someone needs to look after mother and that will be your job."
"Umm….okay?" Hikaru replied. "Oh, by the way, it is your turn to take out the garbage today." "Fine I'll get right on it." Kira got up and went into the kitchen. "With that money I can dig my family out of debt and even move to a more enlightened part of Japan and not this place." He thought taking the plastic bad out of the white trash can and walking out the back door towards the much larger green garbage dumpster. "Maybe this is my purpose in life." Tossing the garbage into the rest. He began to go back home when a branch in a nearby tree began to rustle. "Who's there?" he called. No answer. "Anybody?"
He called again. Still no answer. "Fine if it going to be like that." He thought. His eyes began to flicker a plasma blue, he had activated his Ki sight. Looking all around he was surprised to see nothing out of the ordinary. "Well that's weird... I could have sworn I heard a-"he was cut off by a two-toed, size 25 foot connecting to the side of his face. "PEEK-A-BOO I SEE YOU MOTHER FUCKER!" It sang.
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