FP298: Welcome to the next chapter of Rurouni Kenshin: Rewritten – Math, More Battousai, and an Explosion. Hope you will like it. Enjoy. And gomen ne, for the late response.
Dragonair: You like leaving me nothing left to do, don't you? Now I have nothing to say. -Folds arms and grumbles-.
FP298: -Ignores- Thank you for the huge response, minna, both in reviews and in story alerts. I'm glad you like this idea. Arigatou! -Bows-
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Rurouni Kenshin: Rewritten
By FallingPetals298
Chapter 2 – Math, More Battousai, and an Explosion
"Yo! Kenshin! Wait up! What's your hurry?" Sano called from behind Kenshin, accompanied by Kaoru and the others.
Quickly changing the fierce frown on his face to a sheepish expression, he turned to look at Sano and his friends. "This one feels like taking a break, so he wants to hurry to the next class to rest."
"Um... do you know that the building is THAT way?" Sano pointed in the opposite direction.
Kenshin stopped striding and gaped stupidly at Sano.
'How could I make a dumb mistake such as THAT?'
'Hmph. It's just how you are. Stupid, idiotic, with no brains whatsoever.' The voice answered.
'Shut up already!' Kenshin growled.
'Hey, is it my fault that I'm always absolutely correct'? His other self shrugged, a smirk on his face suggesting otherwise.
'No, you are most certainly not.' Taking the chance the moment his other self was off-guard, he conjured up chains and a very uncomfortable chair in his head. Shoving the voice in a chair, he quickly slid the locks around his scrawny body and locked it up with a padlock. Putting the key to the padlock on the ground, about a meter away, he stood up straight again and grinned.
'See if you can find your way out of these chains.' Kenshin grinned and exited his mind.
"KENSHIN!" He felt a smack on his head.
Swirly eyed and repeating 'oro' several times, he looked up into the angry face of Sano.
"Dude! I've been trying to get your attention for 5 minutes now!" He punched him in the shoulder.
"Oro?" Kenshin clumsily hit his head on Sano's locker door. Apparently, he was dragged by Sano to his locker before classes started. Sano yanked an EXTREMELY fat math textbook out, followed by a chemistry textbook.
'HOW can these students stand to lug those FAT reincarnations of devils around?' Kenshin screamed in his head.
'You know, your presence and screaming makes it harder to get out of this stupid chair, so shut up!' His other self yelled back. 'Now, LET me out of here!'
'Nope.' Kenshin replied, tone smug. 'Not until you admit defeat or if you promise to disappear forever.'
'How shameful. Me, Battousai, the man of legends, who is faster than the gods, losing to you? Never going to happen. And besides, this is my body too. Well, used to be. But that is not the point! I'd rather stay in here for the rest of the day.' His other self snorted.
'Oh, you would, huh?' Kenshin smugly departed his mind yet again. Before he left though, he heard Battousai scream his name.
As soon as he exited, he was greeted by a very agitated voice.
"Seriously, WHAT is wrong with you? You're spacing out, and its not even second yet!" Sano yelled at Kenshin again, eyes popping out.
"Eh, oro... this one is just exhausted?" He offered weakly.
"Yeah right..." Muttering to himself the entire way to Math, he entered the classroom and sat down with a plop in his seat. Just like homeroom, there was one empty space between Sano's seat and Kaoru's. Setting his bag down, he was met with a loud 'clang' that resounded throughout the entire room.
'Uh oh. Not good.' Kenshin gulped.
'See, this is what happens when amateurs don't know how to carefully handle or conceal a sword.' Battousai smirked. 'Why don't you let me out, let me take control, and clean up the nice mess you made?'
'I'd rather let a dinosaur run rampant than let you out ever again.' Kenshin answered, his tone icy.
'Ooh, not like that in school, eh? Besides, its not THAT bad... all you do is switch with me in these nice, comfy chains. How about it, huh?' Battousai finished, sarcasm literally dripping off his tongue.
'I'm not that dumb.' He exited his mind yet again.
At that moment, the Math teacher was calling roll. Lucky for Kenshin who had stopped spacing out in the nick of time.
"Himura Kenshin?"
"Present, sir." Kenshin answered, raising his hand like everyone else did.
"New student eh? Welcome to Math. I'm Tsukioka Tsunan, but you can call me Mr. Katsu." His teacher had long black hair, which he kept tidy with a headband, and he had extremely dark eyes.
"This one thanks you, that he does."
"Do you always speak in third person?"
"Hai, sensei."
"You're an odd one."
"Hai, sensei." Kenshin repeated in the same monotone voice.
After finishing up roll call, Mr. Katsu proceeded to the board.
"Now, today, we're going to go over the guidelines in this class... as well as a little extra work for not doing any math at all during the winter." Mr. Katsu smiled sweetly. (I believe the Japanese school system starts in January?)
The entire class groaned.
"Katsu-sensei!" A boy in the front groaned. "You do this every year! Can't we do something different?"
"Hm. Well, I suppose so." Mr. Katsu rubbed his chin. "Oh, I know!" A light bulb lit up over his head. "Instead of making you do the guidelines, I'll make you do math the entire class!"
Silence and death glares shot in the boy's direction ensued for a moment before it burst into a chorus of annoyed noises and crying of "Sensei!" or "You suck!" or the occasional "Quit already sensei! We hate you!"
"Aw, you hurt my feelings." Mr. Katsu said in mock sadness, placing his hands over his heart. He clapped his hands. "Let's get started! Chop chop! Whoever doesn't have at least 10 questions done by the end of class will stay after school with me. No complaints! Hop to it!" Leaving the board, he sat down at his desk and began typing rapidly on the computer. It was probably one of his articles for the school paper. Mr. Katsu was the head of the newspaper club… as well as a very large contributor of paranormal stories to the school paper.
Sano groaned and reached out to tug both Kenshin and Yahiko in the sleeve. "Hey, work together? Makes it faster." Yahiko nodded his approval, while Kenshin was hesitant. He gave in soon anyway, as Sano raised an angry fist.
Sano glanced at the textbook page. "Algebra word problems, huh?"
"Algebra?" Yahiko shuddered. "It's the subject I'm worst at! Stupid variables. Every time I do them before I sleep, I dream of x's and y's jumping around all night long!"
"Your fault." Sano turned to Kenshin. "Hey, Ken-..."
Sano was completely cut off and speechless by the time he saw what Kenshin was doing.
Scribbling rapidly in his notebook, by the time one sweep of his hand had passed, about four or five word problems were done.
Sano's lower jaw fell out. Literally.
"H-h-h-h-h-HOW THE HELL DO YOU DO THAT?!" Sano almost yelled, but he knew better, so he suppressed his voice until it was about a squeal. The squeal caught Yahiko's attention, and he stifled a laugh before Kenshin caught his eye. His eyes widened noticeably.
Mistaking the squeal to be a pig, Kenshin looked around. "Oro? This one could've sworn he heard a pig…" Not noticing Sano's glare, he turned back to the textbook. If glares could kill, Kenshin would've been dead 3 times over now.
"KENSHIN!" Sano and Yahiko yelled in his ear in unison.
"Oro?" Kenshin stopped scrawling and turned to look at Sano. "Yes, Sano?" He asked pleasantly. "Is there any trouble?"
"HOW CAN YOU DO THAT?" Sano asked in a furious whisper. In the background, Yahiko turned a furious red, because Kenshin not only forgot to include him, Sano was shoving him away with his elbow, in concentration of figuring what Kenshin had just did.
"Oro?" Kenshin looked at his notebook. He was almost completely done with the entire word problem section. "Oh, that? Well..."
'What do I do!?' Kenshin panicked in his head. 'Master said that math would help me make fast calculations during battles, but that was such a stupid lie! The point is, I can't tell him that Master threw math textbooks at me and made me home school myself! And he would always say, 'Kenshin, if you aren't done with all these problems in 10 minutes, you are going to get a lot of PAAAAIN!' Kenshin squawked, imitating his Shishou's voice. (Note: Shishou means master.)
'Told you. But you didn't want to listen, did you? Your funeral, I guess.' The voice answered, who had patiently listened (cough...) in the warm comfort of his chains.
Flashback
"Hey, Kenshin." Hiko Seijuro, the 13th master of the school of Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu beckoned his young pupil over.
"Hai, shishou?"
"Catch." Flinging a fat Math textbook at Kenshin, he sat down and as usual, sipped his sake.
"Shishou?" Kenshin had an extremely puzzled look on his face. Since he had just started his training, the textbook had almost fallen on his foot.
"If you aren't done with 10 pages of problems in 10 minutes, you are going to get a lot of PAIN." His Shishou said sweetly. "Now hop to it!"
"Shishou..."
"What."
"I don't know how to do math."
His master gave him a very strange look before turning back to his sake.
"Learn it yourself. They wrote all that stuff in the book."
"Didn't you have to do this while you trained, Shishou? You should know how to do them. Can't you teach me?"
"W-well, I want to see how you do on these." Hiko stumbled on the first word, but it was unnoticed by the redhead. "Now hurry up! I'll make it seven minutes if you keep dawdling. Start now!"
End flashback
"Well?" Sano's voice snapped him back to reality. Apparently, he had spaced out for about ten awkward seconds.
"Eh, well..." Kenshin placed a sheepish grin on his face. "My teacher would get mad if this one couldn't finish 10 pages of word problems in 10 minutes..."
'Closer to the truth this time...' Kenshin told himself in his head.
But Sano, persistent as he is, went on.
"That doesn't explain THAT!" Sano clumsily pulled his phone out, almost dropping it in the process, and showed a video clip recorded on it to him.
Obviously, it was Kenshin. His arm moving so fast that you could see an after-image where it had just moved from. Kenshin rolled his eyes mentally, wondering WHY Sano would even want to record it.
"Eh he he he..." Kenshin laughed nervously, erasing the annoyance he felt. It was probably Battousai's feelings, Kenshin concluded. "This one doesn't think it is THAT fast..." He blurted out lamely, scratching the back of his head.
"WHAT? You can go FASTER than that?" Sano glared at Kenshin. "Are you some guy with training in swordsmanship? 'Cuz only swordsmen these days can move their arms THAT fast." He looked down at Kenshin. "Well?" He demanded, getting angrier by noting the fact that Kenshin was not even listening.
Unknowingly, Kenshin cursed in his head, and ignoring Sano's protests and complaints, Kenshin continued to work on the word problems. 'Why can't that guy use his brains when they are most needed and not for such TRIVIAL matters as this?' He thought to himself. He heard Battousai snort. Throughout the rest of the class, Sano just glared at the red head's shadowed face.
Brrring!
The bell had just gone off. Cheerful since the math problems were so easy and his sleepy atmosphere scattered, he whistled while gathering up his things. He showed his work to Mr. Katsu, who was waiting by the door, checking people's work and occasionally muttering 'You're staying after school, kid.' As soon as Mr. Katsu let his guard down (indicated by his jaw dropping about 10 cm lower), he ducked out the door and leaned against the wall, waiting for Sano to catch up to him.
When Sano finally exited the door, he was in a terrible mood because Mr. Katsu had made his stay behind to finish his problems after school. Naturally, he blamed it all on Kenshin.
"Your fault," Sano grumbled. "You just HAD to do that in front of me, didn't you? And then I didn't manage to do a single problem and Katsu-sensei says: 'OH Sanooo! You are staying after school with me!' in a stupid squeamish voice and..."
Sano's rant was interrupted by Yahiko crashing in his back from behind, with Kaoru, Megumi, and Misao trailing behind, chatting animatedly, apparently not having noticed Kenshin's act during math.
"Sano! You baka! You didn't wait for me and I got stuck with Girl Scout 101 behind us!"
"Be a man. It takes a real girl to hang out with them." Sano grinned, his sour mood immediately dissipating, laughing at all the imaginary scenarios in his head.
Scenario 1
Yahiko was prancing around in a scout uniform, complete with a small beret and a wig with braids.
"Buy some COOOOOOKIES!" He squealed in a girly tone, waving a green, rectangular box around, cookies flying out as he did so. One hit home between the eyes of the vice principal.
Sano cackled in his head.
"Oh yeah!" Yahiko considered his statement for a second. He chose to reconsider, obviously. "I mean, WHAT?!" Yahiko caught wind of what Sano said and began to attack him viciously, with imaginary fangs replacing his teeth and two pointy horns coming out of his head.
As Sano and Yahiko created a nice puffy smoke ball, fists emerging every once in a while, Kenshin, who watched from the side, sweat dropped awkwardly. Pausing a passing girl, he asked her where English was.
"English is down the corridor, and the first class to your right." The girl spoke softly in a monotone voice.
"Arigatou." Flashing a smile at the girl, and leaving Sano behind, he trod grimly down the hallway and disappeared around the corner.
What he didn't notice however, was the girl's eyes boring in his cross-shaped scar on his face.
Yukishiro Tomoe blinked. "Himura Kenshin… I see." Turning on her heel, she followed the unaware redhead.
By the time Sano and Yahiko had stopped chewing each other's limbs off, the hallways were deserted. Just then, the bell rang.
"OH CRAP!" Yahiko and Sano jumped and madly dashed for the English room, which luckily for them, was extremely nearby.
No sooner than when they had sprinted in to the room and took their seats, panting heavily, did the teacher, Ms. Shura entered clumsily, dropping her glasses and books, scattering them all over the floor.
"Sorry class," she apologized gruffly, bending over to pick the objects up. She wiped her glasses carefully with a cloth, and put it in the case sitting on the table. She turned back to the class, careful not to drop the large textbook she was cradling.
"For some reason, Mr. Uramura and Mr. Katsu didn't let me leave the staff room…" She paused. "We heard a tremendous racket outside. It sounded like… Sano and Yahiko, but one can never be sure." She shrugged. "Mr. Uramura and Mr. Katsu were in tears and told me to wait for the racket to die down. Of course, I left immediately after that."
Snickers broke out across the room. The two were quite infamous for their ever-occurring fistfights, it seems.
"Ara, ara," Ms. Shura looked across the room, a small smile on her face. "It seems I was right after all, hmm… Sano?" Her eyes landed on Sano's red face.
"Umm…" Sano jolted straight out of his seat and bowed clumsily. "SORRY! SORRY! Don't kill me, Shura-sensei!"
More snickers passed around, and they glanced up at Ms. Shura. Much to their disappointment, she was smirking.
Apparently, for the students, smirking "I got you this time, but the next time you do it again, you'll be my next target." Ms. Shura was the leading teacher in the archery club, and quite a good one at that.
"Ara. I will excuse it for today." Groaning because of the weight of the textbook she was holding for so long, she set it down heavily on the desk. "Oof!" Reaching over, she snapped open her glasses case and pushed it on to her nose. Picking up a small piece of chalk in her hand, she certainly looked like a professional.
"So, students," She continued in relaxed tone, "I believe all of you know, I am Ms. Shura, or Shura-sensei. You don't need to know more than that, so I will get on with the work. Your assignment for today is to write about Battousai."
Kenshin's blood flow stopped, his eyes bulged, and on impulse, he kept whacking his head repeatedly with the palm of his hand. Quietly, of course. But Sano and Kaoru stared at him as if he were a madman.
"You stupid idiot! Why did you have to get so DARN famous?!" Kenshin was scampering around in his subconscious, where Battousai was still sitting in his chains.
"Why, I take it as a compliment." He leisurely looked at his nails, which were partially stuck out of the chains. You could say he looked like an amputee.
"You, sure! Me, NO! I'm getting sick of writing about myself!" Kenshin yelled, and he kicked at nothing. "That's it. I'm leaving. Stupid Battousai…" Kenshin grumbled as he left.
Still in his head, Battousai smiled evilly and said: "So you acknowledge that I am you. That will make it all the more easier to break out and get back into the old routine." (A/N: You'll find out about this later…)
"I'm sure that all of you have done this in Mr. Uramura's social studies class? You all have him for homeroom, yes?"
The students quietly answered.
"Marvelous. Get started." As soon as she finished, the scraping of a chair was heard. All the students, who were quietly murmuring, then turned to the direction of the sound.
A bishoujo was quietly (Bishoujo means "pretty girl") making her way to Ms. Shura's desk. She had very pale skin, and she wore her hair in a low ponytail, letting some of her hair fall forward to line the sides of her lean face. Gracefully bending over, she whispered something in Ms. Shura's ear.
Kenshin's memory received a jolt. It was the girl who he had stopped. Hence, he didn't notice how beautiful she was.
"Ah." Ms. Shura stood up and clapped her hands to get everyone's attention. "Who's the other new student?"
"Oro?" Kenshin looked up, and he immediately met the jet black eyes of the girl. "Um, sensei, are you perhaps talking about this one?" Kenshin raised his hand.
"Ah, yes, you." Ms. Shura snapped her fingers. "Since you are both new students, I would like you to sit next to each other, and possibly, just "hang out," whatever you kids do these days. Ms. Kaoru, may you please move next to Ms. Misao so Miss Tomoe can sit next to Mr. Kenshin?"
"Demo, Shura-sensei-!"
"No excuses. Move it or lose it. March!" She snapped her pointer at the unoccupied desk next to Misao.
Shooting a glare at Tomoe that went unnoticed by everyone but Megumi and Misao, Kaoru stuffed everything in her bag before shifting to the desk on the left of Misao.
"Arigatou." Ms. Shura sat down and began polishing the sharp points of her arrows.
As Tomoe passed Kenshin to sit next to him, Kenshin noticed a familiar scent. White plums. The one his mother used to wear.
Shaking the thought aside, as it brought too many painful memories, he extended his hand to the now sitting Tomoe.
"We've met, this one believes?"
"Hai." She said quietly.
"Pardon this one's rudeness. This one is Himura Kenshin, that he is."
"Yukishiro Tomoe." She said in an equally soft voice to before.
"Er… eto… so do you want to get started on the work?"
"Sure."
Flashing a grateful smile at Tomoe, he bent over to retrieve his notebook. But he didn't notice the impression on her face. A small smile graced her features, which enhanced her already beautiful face. Quickly switching back to her monotone face, she also reached in her back to pull out her notebook.
Three desks away, noticing Tomoe's smile, Kaoru was glowering profusely at the new student.
"What's wrong, raccoon?" Megumi said sweetly to Kaoru, knowing full well what was wrong.
"That witch planned it all along!" Kaoru whispered furiously, pointing accusingly at Tomoe. Misao was having much difficulty restraining Kaoru. "Lemme at her! Lemme at her!"
"She seems okay…" Misao let go of Kaoru five minutes later, having calmed her down.
"Sure, she SEEMS like it," Kaoru emphasized, obviously still mad. "But I have a bad feeling about her."
"You'll probably have a bad feeling about EVERY girl that gets near to Kenshin," Megumi retorted calmly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Now, if you don't mind, I'm trying to get started on this so I have a small load of homework on the first day of school?" Comfortably leaning back in her chair for a few moments, she let out a sharp intake of breath. Picking up her pencil, she began to write.
Glaring at Tomoe one last time, who was having a great time with Kenshin, apparently, she bent over and followed suit. The sound of scrawling filled the air as the students, desperate for little homework on the first day, refused to break the silence. However, majority of the scribbling sound in the room was coming from three desks away. You guessed it.
Kaoru glanced around Misao and Megumi, and her eyes landed on Kenshin's arm, which was going faster than a speed she could comprehend. She wasn't the assistant master of a dojo for nothing, after all. Her eyes caught the slight bulging under Kenshin's the long sleeve of Kenshin's uniform. She narrowed her eyes. Something was off about Kenshin; more so with Tomoe. She felt her stomach sink but shoved the feeling aside. She didn't care what she was going to find; she was going to get to the bottom of this.
Brrring!
"Finally!" Sano jumped up among the other students who had already began packing up with relief and shoving their way out of the classroom.
"If you haven't finished it, do it for homework!" Miss Shura called loudly after them. In seconds, the classroom was empty, a paper flitting slowly to the ground in their place. She sighed. "They'll never change, those students."
"Chemistry next, man." Sano dragged Kenshin to his locker yet again. Sticking in his math textbook, he slammed it shut. "Lunch next! I can eat all I want and no one will stop me!" Kenshin sweatdropped as Sano began to plan the things he could eat, ranting on for about maybe 10 minutes. Then they noticed that the hallways were empty.
"Crap!" Sano cursed silently. Sano felt a hand close around his wrist and on instinct, struggled to get free.
"It's just this one." A familiar redhead's voice answered.
Sano looked at him questioningly, wondering why Kenshin grabbed his wrist.
"You'll understand later. Now where is the chemistry room?"
Sano pointed dumbly at the other building through the window. Suddenly, before he knew it, he felt air stinging his face and a stronger force dragging him along as Kenshin ran. His eyes widened in terror. 'What the hell?!' Sano yelled mentally. 'This was probably what Jou-chan was talking about this morning. He must have had some sort of swordsman training to go THIS fast… I'm ask later.'
They halted to a stop in front of the chemistry room.
"Is this the chemistry room?"
"Uh… yeah…"
Not sparing a second, Kenshin shrugged and slid open the door. Several pairs of eyes automatically landed on them. Realizing it was not the teacher, they turned back to each other and resumed talking.
"Lucky." Sano sighed in relief. "Shishio-sensei isn't here yet. That guy can really pack a punch."
"Well, Sano. You are early after all. I'm surprised. And you'd better saunter your ass to that empty table like your friend already did or face hell."
"Hai, Shishio-sensei…" Sano remained unmoving, until realization dawned on him. "EYAAAAAH!" He jumped and hit his head on the low ceiling. Snickers filled the classroom. "Itee…" Regaining his composure (not that he has any), he pointed a shaky finger. "S-shishio-sensei… how'd you get in so quietly?"
"Quietly?" The teacher cackled softly. "Your red-haired friend there was already moving when he heard the door slide open."
"Eh?" Sano glanced around the classroom and found Kenshin peacefully seated at an empty table. Growling, he picked up his bag and dragged himself over. "Kenshinnnnnn…" His eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Aha ha…" Kenshin rubbed his head sheepishly. "This one forgot to warn you."
"Not a valid excuse, PAL…" He said sweetly. He cracked his knuckles. "I swear, you-"
"Trying to murder a new student, Sagara?"
"Hai, sensei." Sano answered automatically, still focused on Kenshin who was jabbing his fingers at behind Sano. "…" He set his hands down on the tabletop. "Shishio-sensei's behind me… right?"
"Glad you noticed." The bandaged man answered sarcastically.
"Gah!" Sano recoiled away from him.
"Relax, relax. I make it my PERSONAL policy to individually greet my new students." Ignoring Sano's quiet 'yeah, right,' Shishio extended a hand to Kenshin.
"I am Shishio Makoto. The chemistry teacher. Nice to meet you." He took Kenshin's hand and shook it, grinning evilly.
"This one is Himura Kenshin, that he is."
"Ha. Do you always speak in third person?"
"Hai."
"Hmm, hmm…" Shishio rubbed his chin. "This will be a FUN year…" He said, amused, rubbing his palm.
'What?" Whispers broke out from around the classroom. 'This is the first time Shishio-sensei hasn't burned anyone by accident! How is that possible?'
'That new kid, Himura… Shishio-sensei must like him to say that this will be a fun year. He hates all of us!'
"Shut up." Shishio stated calmly.
They all snapped to attention immediately.
"That's better…" He said as if taking to five year olds and not 16 year olds. "Now, if you all will flip to page 87…"
Kenshin's mind lost track of anything that occurred onwards. He was too busy conversing with Battousai.
'That man… Shishio Makoto…" Kenshin paced around in the darkness. "He has particularly strong ki for someone supposed to be a normal person."
Battousai snorted. "If he isn't a normal person, he's a swordsman. Are you brain-dead today, or something?"
"Shut up. I don't need that from you at the moment."
"Whatever. Anyway, better get back to the real world. Someone's going to call on you… and I actually like this body so I don't want anything happening to it."
Kenshin returned to reality.
"Himura. Would you like to give us a demonstration of this experiment, seeing as daydreaming is more important to you than passing my class?"
"Hai, sensei." Standing up, he made his way to the front of the classroom, where an experiment was set up. (A/n: I have no idea what happens in chemistry… so as not to say anything impossible, I will skip this part.)
10 minutes later…
Jaws dropped as Kenshin set up and completed the experiment in little over 4 minutes, using the remaining time to write the procedure on the board, explaining the quirks as he went.
"… if you boil for too long… let's just say, it won't turn out nicely." Kenshin finished.
"…" The entire class gaped at Kenshin's impassive face.
"I told you this class would be fun." Shishio grinned maliciously. "And… for the record, everything is perfect. Now get your butts to work. Himura here will help me and walk around."
Immediately, desperate fan girls (ALREADY?!) waved their hands at Kenshin, hoping he would walk over and help. Kenshin sweat dropped at the waving hands.
"Che. Fan girls." Shishio snorted. "Fine, Himura, go to that side. And no, this is not for you. Fan girls are the most annoying type in this damn school. Why the hell did I end up teaching, anyway?" Shishio muttered to himself.
Nodding, Kenshin walked down the left side of the room (which was the non fan girl populated area), and helped his not-as-bright-as-him classmates. Sano waved a hand at him.
"Yo, Kenshin. I'm stuck here." Kenshin sighed. He was getting sleepy from explaining things to overly stupid jocks and other people. He prayed that Sano was a little brighter, at least.
"Yes, Sano?" He walked over, trying to keep himself from falling asleep.
"So, I mix this, and this, and this, and this…" Without waiting for verification, Sano had already added them.
Kenshin rubbed his eyes and noted the color of the mixture. A liquid that looked STRANGELY familiar. He blinked.
"Sano!"
"What?" Sano turned to look at him as he was turning on the Bunsen burner.
"Don't…" Kenshin began, before he was cut off.
"Yeah, yeah, do not begin the experiment without your lab glasses on." He pulled them down.
He struck the match and drew the flame closer to the Bunsen burner barrel…
(A/n: Again, I'm not sure about chemistry, so another skip.)
10 minutes later…
Sano was still covered head to toe in a strange substance.
"I was going to tell you, but you ignored me. Thankfully no one was hurt."
The fan girls nearby swooned. "He's sooo kind!" They chorused dreamily.
Ignoring the fan girls, he continued. "Even I have no idea what that substance is… but at least they proved it wasn't harmful to humans."
"Your fault, all your fault…" Sano was repeatedly mumbling.
"Ha ha, ba-ka." Yahiko chanted.
"Can't even take responsibility for your own mistakes, hm?" Megumi flicked her hair. "You're hopeless."
"Hopeless! Hopeless!" Misao chirped, jumping up and down.
"Seriously Sano, when will you listen to others?"
Brrrrinng!
"Ah. That's the bell for lunch." Shishio-sensei replied as PLEASANTLY as he could. He was keeping his teeth gritted in a fake grin. "Since Himura was the only one who got it, he gets no homework and he is free to go. The REST of you… WILL HELP ME CLEAN UP THIS MESS!"
Uh oh. He snapped.
"Sanoooooooooo!" The class cried angrily in unison.
Kenshin sweat dropped before bowing at Shishio. "Arigatou, sensei." And hurried out the door, either ignoring or oblivious to the glares directed at him.
Kaoru sighed. "I think I said it this morning, but I'll say it again. This is going to be one crazy day."
FP298: That took me so long! Sorry for not updating!
Dragonair™: Hah. I bet everyone's mad at you for not updating.
FP298: Gomen, minna! Bows Next chapter: Food Fights, and A Familiar Face. I will try to update as soon as possible. (Which will not be very soon, I promise you that.)