A Food Fight Turns into a War
At Ichijo's words the cafeteria turned into chaos. I ducked under the table to avoid a glob of what looked like Mac and Cheese. Miku, Zy and Aeon joined me in an attempt to get out of the fray. The others had all joined in.
I watched the legs of all but two of the Night Class disappear out the door, preferring to brave the sun than have their uniforms ruined by flying cafeteria food I guess. Zero ducked under the table with us.
"You have a tater tot in your hair," I reached up and pulled it out.
"You can thank your redheaded friend there for that one," Zero said angrily.
I rounded on Miku, for the third time today, "Did you cause this?" I asked.
"I wasn't the one that yelled food fight, the blonde guy in the Night Class uniform did. However, I will admit this was my fault," said Miku happily.
"Miku," I said with a sigh.
After a couple minutes the fight increased in intensity. Kids in choir and JROTC uniforms were hiding underneath tables instead of risking ruining their uniforms. People were actually starting splitting up and choosing sides. I saw some Day Class students yelling something that sounded like "For Japan" and attacking a group of Chinese students with leeks. It looked so odd I couldn't help but laugh. After a moment I realized people were grouping up based on the war that was going on around the world. Some students of Mexican descent and some who I knew to be originally from Canada were just attacking everybody. Japanese students versus Chinese students, German exchange students versus English exchange students, and so on and so forth. The bell signaling the end of lunch rang and a voice played on the intercom as more people joined the fight.
"Stop all of you!"
Everyone froze and turned to the speaker. Zero, Zy, Aeon, Miku and I crawled out from underneath the table. I was shocked by Zero's expression of pure hatred.
The person who had spoke had black hair and wine red eyes. He was by far the most beautiful man that many of the girls here had ever laid eyes on. He was wearing a black trench coat over a loose black shirt and dress slacks. A girl in a white dress and a sweater was standing on his right, her long brown hair draped over her shoulder. I assumed that they were siblings.
The Night Class had re-entered the cafeteria. They made a kind of semi-circle around the two. They all had their heads bowed except Ichijo, who was trying to hide behind Shiki, like he knew that the man knew he had caused all this commotion.
The man said something else but I saw Zero's sad yet hate filled expression and looked where he was. His eyes were on the girl at the man's side. I felt a stab of jealousy when I realized that he had known her once. I thought that maybe once she had been important to him, but that could just be me assuming things.
"Who are they Zero?" as the students scattered to clean up, apparently at the request of the man.
Zero hesitated before looking down at me; his usually love filled lavender eyes devoid of expression.
"Kaname and Yuki Kuran," he answered.