Chapter 4- Rebels Unite:

Charlie:

I glared heavily at Dean and Sam. They both just banned me from hunting for yellow-eyes.

"Why?"
They both looked a bit embarrassed, but Sam was the first to gather his wits.
"You need to be more careful."
I growled at him why the hell to do they think that? I was perfectly fine before.
"To hell with that."
I stormed out of the room and ran into Chika. He pushed up his glasses and stuttered,

"Are…are you okay?"
I glared at him and he looked taken back. I softened my expression,
"Sorry…I'm just pissed at the idiots I call my brothers."
"Join the club," Chika muttered. I raised an eyebrow, but made no comment.
"Don't we have school," I asked a bit confused.

Chika's eyes widened and before I knew it- he was dragging me to the limo where Mori and Hunny were waiting. They both looked amused until I glared at them. I got into the limo and crossed my arms. I scowled.
"What's wrong Charlie-chan," Hunny asked cutely.
"I'm pissed," I said bluntly and they seemed a bit taken back from my language, like I care, "Dean and Sam banned me from huntin' with 'em for yellow-eyes."
"Yellow-eyes," Mori asked curiously- okay, that's the first I have heard him speak.

"He's the demon that killed Sam and Dean's parents. I, personally, think they're goin' soft on me."
"You are a girl," Chika pointed out but blushed. I scoffed,
"And? They haven't gone this soft on me before. Hell, three to four years with those idiots and they've never banned me from hunting," I recalled last year when I was banned, "expect for once."

"Maybe it's because it's the demon that killed their parents," Hunny pointed out, "they might just want to deal with it themselves."
I shook my head,

"Nah, there's more to it than that- I know it. If they wanted to hunt it themselves for a personal revenge, they would've told me. I would ignore them and at same point save their asses."

They all raised an eyebrow. I shrugged.

"It's not like I listen to my brothers anyway…not when it's about me not huntin' anyway."

"They aren't your brothers by blood," Hunny asked cutely, "but you look at them like brothers! That's so cute Charlie-chan."
I scowled,
"Well…with everythin' we all have been through- kinda hard to not count them as family. Same with Bobby, Ellen, Joe, hell even Ash."

"Who are they," Hunny asked cutely as flower petals seemed to float around his head. How the flippin' hell does that kid do that? Well, not kid- but…still…

"Hunters, sort of. Ya know Bobby- least ya mom does anyway. He's like an uncle to me and a father to Dean and Sam. Ellen and Joe are hunters too. Joe…she's like a sister."
"She's a girl," Chika raised an eyebrow. I huffed,
"Yeah…but she's like a sister and her mom, Ellen, is like a mother hen. Ash is a hunter- sort of…he helps us out. He's a good hacker, better than that Kyoya dude," I pointed out, "…for a douche, he's not that bad."

Hunny seemed a bit uncomfortable with my language, but I just shrugged. Mori titled his head,

"…you don't like him."

I blinked,
"Ash? He's…alright. I like him- he's family…but like the rest of the family, you get tired of their shit every once in a while."

I quickly left to the gardens when we finally got to the school. I had time to spare and honestly- I was still a bit pissed from the morning. It would be best to cool off before school started. Otherwise who knew what I would say or do. I still wanted to hunt for yellow-eyes. If I couldn't do that then I at least wanted to hunt something, kill something…okay, but at least hit something. Kick maybe?

I spotted a group of guys playing kick the can. They all looked a bit rough and mean. I recognized one as Ritsu Kasanoda (a guy that the twins told me to stay clear of) and another as Tetsuya (a guy that I thought was Kasanoda's servant or something…heck if I knew). The others I thought were in Class 1-D or something. Japanese schools are so confusing to me- heck, I can barely even speak Japanese. Dean knows less than I do so that's a plus.

"Hey, can I join?"

The guys looked at me surprised- not that I blame them. Then they glared at me, I glared back and a few shivered. Tetsuya laughed.

"I like this one," one guy said laughing.

I scowled. Ritsu raised an eyebrow,
"Aren't you that American transfer student?"
I huffed,
"Charlie, you're that Kasanoda dude, aren't ya?"

Ritsu numbly nodded.

"And a pretty boy like you aren't scared of us," one guy spoke up. I glared,
"This pretty boy could kick your ass."

To my surprise, they laughed. I was about to give it to 'em, but a nearby one smiled,
"Maybe you can play with us after all."

Ritsu:

After school ended, I was a bit surprised that I ended up talking with Charlie-kun again. He said that I was his friend and not to call him anything besides Charlie ("It'll save me a headache," he said). Not only that- but I was more shocked a guy like him was in the Host Club. He was scary-looking and scary in his own way (more so than Takashi).

"Why is a guy like you a friend of mine," I asked, honestly confused. Charlie laughed and elbowed me in the ribs,
"Hey, us rebels got to stick together!"
In spite of myself, I was a bit taken back by Charlie. I didn't know what to make of him really. He had a girlish frame, face, and eyes. He was outspoken, rude, blunt, and rebellious. I knew he had knives hidden on him (trained by the mafia- I was able to make out the many weapons on him). But why does he have so many weapons? Is he in the mafia? Nah, he's too…fragile-looking for that type of life. But why in the world would he have weapons then?

Tetsuya looked at us a bit amused and I scowled. Charlie gave him a two-finger salute and then left. Tetsuya looked at me amused,
"He really is an odd guy, isn't he?"
I huffed.

Charlie:
I think that I might have freaked them out a bit, but what the hell? I mean, in a way, they were sort-of, almost friends- sort of. If I wasn't a hunter, I would defiantly be their friends. If I wasn't a hunter, didn't already have Castiel, wasn't dressed like a dude…I might have eventually dated Ritsu. He was my type of dude. Great I can hear Dean's laughter now…"YOU A MAFIA WIFE!…" Wait…if I wasn't a hunter I wouldn't have Dean, or Sam. Okay, so maybe a life like that would be pretty bad…I wouldn't have Castiel and I would never want that. I shook my head, I gotta stop thinking like that….speaking of Sam and Dean….I might not be able to hunt yellow-eyes but I might be able to hunt somethin' else.

I smirked, ten to one there's a ghost or somethin' wonderin' around somewhere. I made a brief mental note to look it up later and then pouted, damn, usually that's Sam's job. Still, I had to go to the Host Club and keep an eye on Hunny and Mori- after all, if I didn't their parents might kick us out.