A/N: Hello guys, welcome to a new chapter of The End of Hope's Peak Academy. This is going to be a two parter, one that explores a bit of Daisuke and how far he will go for the ones he loves. It's gonna be a funny light hearted chapter, with a bit of drama here and there, so I hope you like it.
So, I have been patiently waiting for someone to get the references I've been adding to this story. I added a pretty big one in Chapter 19 and no one guessed it, or even got it. I put a couple ones in this chapter, so I hope you get them...they are pretty easy. If you do you'll get a shoutout, maybe even a cameo appearance in the story.
This chapter will be introducing us to one of Sonia's parents. It will also be setting up for what will go down during the Valentine's Day Ball. Daisuke and Hiyoko are supposed to be suspended from it, but let's face it, they're going to show up anyway. They aren't going to just sit out of that, especially with all the love in the air. It will be interesting, that I can assure you.
Well, I just hope you all like this chapter, leave a review if you do like it or PM me, whatever it is you want. Hope you have a nice day!
The End of Hope's Peak Academy
Zetsubou-Hen
Chapter 23
Fan
The sun had risen, slowly casting its illuminating gaze on the world below. The skies soon brightened up, turning their usual sky blue, sending a wave of happiness over the city. The birds we're chirping their morning songs, and the wind was softly blowing, sending the scent of freshly cut grass in all directions. The world was slowly waking up, getting ready to head off to work or school. While normally this would be a wonderful day to start the day, it wasn't going so wonderfully for the Ultimate Princess.
She had decided to go to bed early the night before, since her parents were do to show up the next day. However, she ended up watching cartoons with Daisuke until four in the morning. So when her alarm rung at six, it really pissed her off. She was normally happy, but the stress of their arrival, along with the lack of sleep was really driving her insane. She decided she would sleep until nine, and ended up sleeping in until ten, giving her only two hours to prepare for her parents arrival. So now she was brushing her hair, rather roughly, sending clumps of platinum in all directions. She kept muttering things to herself in English, adopting a cute little accent which belonged to her native country of Novoselic.
The country itself had started out as a German ruled nation. But it had been conquered by the English during the 14th Century. Since then, the country had lost almost all German ties and had adopted English ones. Only recently was Novoselic granted independence from England and become its own nation. Being distant relatives of the Queen of England was something that Sonia both adored and detested at times. She loved being a Crown Princess, but it got a bit rough at times.
She heard a ding on her computer, her brush slipping out of her hand. She sighed, brushing some strands away from, her face. She patted some foundation around her eyes to hide the unsightly bags she had gotten. Once her reflection agreed with her, she opened her personal computer, seeing the notification on Skype. She quickly hit the call back button, a loud ringing filling the room.
The camera was blank for a few seconds, before the tired face of her mother greeted her. She was for once, not wearing some fancy dress. She was, as far as Sonia could tell, wearing normal clothes. She could only see a bit of the sky blue shirt she was wearing. Her mother was very beautiful, having light pale skin, and bright green eyes, which she sometimes envied. She had long platinum blonde hair, which slowly faded into a pale white. She was also wearing some dangly earrings, ones that Sonia had sent her for Christmas. The woman gave her a bright smile.
"Sonia sweetheart, it's good to see you!" she said happily.
"It's good to see you too mother. Is something the matter? I was preparing for your arrival." she said firmly. Her princess side had kicked in the second the woman had answered the call. It was almost second nature by now.
"Baby don't be so uptight! Calm down nothing is wrong." she said. Sonia let out a sigh, glancing away from the camera at the empty bed in the room. Daisuke had left earlier to get some energy drinks, god knew they needed them.
"I'm nervous...you and father are traveling all the way to Japan to meet my friends." she said.
"It's okay...I knew you would be nervous. Which is also why we decided to dress down for the occasion. The Japanese government has granted us the use of their personal guards. We will be meeting with the Prime Minister when we arrive...that's the reason for this call." she said.
"Wait, are you already in Japan? I thought you were leaving at Seven Am?" Sonia asked.
"Oh, we traveled a bit earlier than that. To be honest, your father was getting antsy so he pushed the trip. We left last night and spent the night in Okinawa. We're taking a connecting flight to Tokyo so we'll be there in a few hours. We won't arrive at Hope's Peak Academy until three in the afternoon." she said.
"That's a relief...oh I mean...that's a shame." the girl said, earning a giggle from the woman.
"It's alright...it gives you more time to relax and prepare. Say, is that boy around, I would like to speak to him." She said, becoming a bit serious.
"Daisuke is out at the moment, he should be arriving soon though." she said, giving her a smile.
At that moment, the door to the dorm opened, and Daisuke walked, a pair of Beats around his neck, music blaring from them. He had a couple energy drinks in his hands, along with some food. He was also singing a song, one that made Sonia go wide eyed.
"Fuck fuck fuck, I wanna fuck till we bleed, and there's a time crunch baby, I don't wanna believe. This is my last night on Earth, my fucking hell~!" he sung, closing the door behind him.
"Daisuke!" Sonia cried out, causing the boy to look up, giving her a grin.
"Hey baby, you're finally awake? I see you did a shit job with your hair. I'll brush it in a second, I gotta take a massive piss." he said, setting the stuff on his dresser, next to the tv. He quickly entered the bathroom, continuing to sing the song. Sonia slammed her head against the desk, groaning in embarrassment.
"He certainly seems charming." her mother said, holding back a giggle.
"My apologies mother, he didn't know I was speaking with you. He is really well behaved." she said. Daisuke yawned loudly as he left the bathroom, dropping unceremoniously into his bed, grabbing his Blue Ram.
"Ugh...you would not believe the line at the store. It went around the damn corner. I know it's the day of the ball, but Christ people really need to be more considerate. I bumped into this fucker from Class 76 who pulled his knife out on me. I wanted to jab him in the dick for being a total asswipe." he said, taking a sip from his drink.
"Daisuke...I'm on Skype." Sonia said, giving him a firm look.
"Oh, who with? Anyone I should know? It better not be a prissy prince, I'll pop him in the jaw if it is." he said, standing up from the bed.
"It's my mother."
Everything came crashing down in that single instance. He dropped his drink to the floor, spilling it everywhere. His heart was beating so fast it put hummingbirds to shame.
"Oh my god, I am so sorry. I didn't know you were speaking with her...please let me apologize to her for my rude behavior." he said. Sonia moved away from the computer, and he took over.
"Hello." the woman said, a firm look on her face.
"Your Majesty, I would like to apologize for my behavior just now. I wasn't aware that your daughter was on the phone with you. I am normally not like this. Please don't forbid me from seeing your daughter, I love her a lot." he said, dropping to his knees. The woman rolled her eyes, shaking her head.
"Stand up son, I'm not mad. We all swear from time to time, besides I'm not going to berate you for how you speak. As long as you take care of my little girl, I don't care how you speak." she said.
"S-Seriously? I can't just speak like that Your Majesty." he said firmly.
"That's another thing, we're not in Novoselic. We came to Japan for other reasons aside from politics, so please just call me Diana. The last thing I want on this vacation is to be treated like a Queen." she said. Daisuke chuckled dryly, rubbing his neck.
"I can see where you get that from Sonia...you two act the same." he said.
"We do not...mother doesn't like horror movies like I do. She's more into romantic comedies." she said.
"So? RomComs are pretty good. My all time favorite RomCom is definitely Romancing the Stone." he said.
"Oh I totally adore that movie. I remember when me and my husband were teenagers, we went to see that movie in theaters. Sonia, this boy is a keeper...he totally gets my vote."
"Mother!" the girl cried, flushing at what her parent had said. Daisuke chuckled, wrapping his arms around the blonde princess.
"It's alright Sonia, don't be embarrassed. Your mom is pretty cool, somehow I know you and my mother will get along just fine. You both seem to enjoy embarrassing your kids." he said.
"Well, I'm not one to do that often...but I brought the baby album with me. You'll see pictures of Sonia growing up, and their totally cute."
"Okay, I think it's time for you to go now. Say hello to father for me, I'll see you soon." the blonde said, ending the conversation. She groaned, sinking into her seat.
"That was a disaster, you definitely left a lasting impression on her." she said, glancing at her boyfriend.
"I'm sorry honeybun, I didn't mean to do that. Had I known you were talking with her, I would have been on my best behavior!" he said, kissing her cheek. She sighed.
"I guess that's fine...but no more swearing around them...and no baby pictures." she said sternly.
"What? That's no fair, you got to see all of mine...it's only fair that I see yours. Or is it that you don't want me to see your cute baby butt?" he said.
"You can see my butt any time you want...however it is time for us to dress for the day. The ball is happening tonight so we need to get you ready for it." she said.
"Christ don't remind me...Hiyoko wouldn't shut up about her damn hair dye. It isn't my fault she picked jet black instead of fucking ocean blue. She looks like Sayaka now." he said, walking away from the girl.
"Yes, but she looks good in it. Anyway why exactly does she need to dye her hair? Isn't she dressing up like an anime character?"
"Something like that, she said it was some Vocaloid, Gakupo? No, it can't be him, he has violet hair." Daisuke said absentmindedly.
"Well, the less she looks like herself the better...I can't wait to see you get in your outfit, it'll be so good."
"You just want to see my amazing ass in panty hose." he said, grabbing a pair of jeans from his drawer. He pulled off his basketball shorts and slipped the jeans on, hopping into his boots. He buttoned them up, grabbing his silver jacket and placing it over his shirt.
"Well, I need to take a shower and redo my hair. Now that I know how much time I got, I can take things calmly. What will you do?" Sonia asked.
"Dick around until the ball I guess...there really isn't anything I could do...unless you wanna shower together." he said, giving her a catty grin. She blushed, shaking her head.
"No, that will lead to other things. I told you want our first time to be natural." she said, grabbing a change of clothes, surprisingly not her uniform.
"Mkay...I can respect that...by back is still a bit sore from being with Hiyoko so I can use the break." he said, a blush on his face.
"Christ you two are addicted...guess I will be too after our first time...anyway shoo, I don't want you distracting me. Oh, could you do me a favor and swing by the cleaners? My dress is there and I'll be needing it for tonight." she said, handing him the receipt with her number on it.
"Will do honeybun, have fun in the shower!" he said, grabbing his bag and his keys. He gave her a kiss on the lips before leaving the room.
The hallways were empty when he stepped outside. He took a deep breath and walked across the hall, knocking on the door.
"Do you wanna build a snow man~ come on let's go outside and play~"
The door hastily opened, and his girlfriend Hiyoko greeted him, an annoyed look on her face. She grabbed a hold of his shirt, pulling him down to her eye level. She snarled a bit as she spoke.
"Never. Ever. Sing. That. Song."
"Okay, I'll never sing that song." he said, suddenly fearing for his life. She let go of his shirt, rubbing her eyes a bit. She ran her hand through her now blue locks, looking at her boyfriend.
"How's the princess? I heard her screaming earlier, it was kinda funny." she said.
"Our girlfriend is doing fine...I just made a total ass out of myself in front of her mother though." he said, walking into the room. He noticed Mikan was bundled up, probably still sleeping.
"Really? Tell me more." Hiyoko said, closing the door.
"Later...first we need to wake this one up." he said, dropping his bag to the floor. He jumped onto Mikan's bed, landing on top of the sleeping nurse. She gave a cry of pain, screaming shortly after. She hastily sat up, knocking the story teller to the floor.
"Huh...whozza?" she cried, rubbing her eyes.
"Morning sleepyhead, how was sucking face last night?" he asked. The nurse blushed, flatting a bit of her bedhead.
"It was fun...Makoto was really sweet. We have another date tomorrow." she said.
"Huehuehue, when is gonna start laying pipe? Or will it be you that goes Heels to Jesus first?" Hiyoko said, causing the purplette to throw a pillow at her. She just pulled the covers over her head, crying in embarrassment.
"Oh my god Hiyoko, that's so horrible." Daisuke cried, glaring at his girlfriend. She just brushed him off, grabbing her hair brush.
"So, I was wondering if you would to me and Mrs. Naegi over there a favor." she said, grabbing a hair tie from her dresser. He sighed, leaning against Mikan's bed.
"Sure, what is it?"
"We need you to pick up our stuff from the cleaners. I need to practice my act for tonight so I won't be able to go." she said.
"What about me? I gotta practice too. Sayaka is giving me lessons later today too." he said.
"I know, but I need you to do this for me...and since you'll be borrowing my fan for the night, you need to do as I say." she said. He sighed, giving her a nod.
"Fine, I'll do it. Still can't believe Mikan spilled mustard on her new dress, that wasn't cheap you know."
"I'm sorry, I was hungry, I wanted a hotdog and apparently my boobs wanted one too." she cried out, sounding a bit muffled from the sheets. Hiyoko handed him the two tickets, along with a small pouch.
"Remember, this thing is a family heirloom. My mom and dad are going to show up for this ball too since apparently parents are invited. So be careful." she said sternly. He nodded, carefully placing the three items into his bag.
"I'll treat it as if it were my child." he said, standing up from his seat. He looked at his Z-ring wrist watch, eyes widening.
"Eleven o'clock, gotta jet. I'll see you later, alright Palomita?" he said. She gave him a nod, kissing his cheek.
"See you later my handsome prince." she replied. He left the room, giving her a wink as he went. Mikan got out of bed, straightening out her nightgown. She had a curious look on her face.
"What does Palomita mean?" she asked.
"The fuck should I know? Jeez go take a shower so we can do something with that rat's nest you call hair." she said, brushing her off. Mikan sighed, grabbing her towel and clothes for the day. Some things would never change.
Daisuke finally made it down to the First Floor Plaza. As expected, there were Valentine's Day decorations all over the place. The Plaza had some large tables set up, where some refreshments and food were going to be served. It was a big place so the staff would fit most of the guests there. They had even hired servants for the whole event. Hanging from the ceiling were red streamers with red hearts on them. In fact there seemed to be hearts everywhere. It was a bit sickening, but he didn't mind it much. He greeted a few students, snagging a heart shaped cookie from a serving platter.
Everyone at least seemed to be in the spirit of the holiday. He had seen several girls presenting chocolates to their crushes, a tradition in Japan. He was used to handing out cards and candy since he had gone to school in Spain. The short time he spent in Hope's Peak Elementary, he only got chocolates from one girl, and he didn't want to be reminded of it.
He shook those memories off, taking a bite of the sugar cookie, finding it surprisingly delicious. He took another bite from it as he slipped through the crowd, heading toward Class 78's dorms. He quickly found Sayaka's dorm and knocked on the door. He glanced at his watch, counting the seconds to keep his mind occupied. The door opened a second later, and he was quickly pulled inside.
"Jeez, couldn't you have waited a little longer?" the Pop Star cried.
Daisuke shrugged as she walked across the room. She was wearing a pair of white shorts, most likely being hastily put on. She wasn't wearing a shirt, though she was at least clothed. The last thing he wanted was an accidental flash, that and Hisashi would probably kill him. Sayaka reached up to her head, pulling the towel off her hair, letting the damp locks fall down her back.
"I snagged you a cookie, if you want it." he said, holding up the heart shaped treat.
"Oh I can't eat that stuff. It'll go straight to my thighs." she said, grabbing a shirt from her closet.
"Are you sure it won't go straight to your boobs instead?" he asked, taking a bite from it. She glared at him through the mirror, making him swallow hard. She pulled her hair from inside the shirt, spinning around in her chair.
"Okay then, we'll start with the basic training. Now if you wanna sell yourself perfectly, you need to learn how to walk. So, take your boots off and slip into these." she said, handing him a pair of sparkly heels. He looked at the shoes oddly, never once thinking he would be wearing them. He sat down at one of the empty beds, unlacing his boots.
Sayaka's room was just as one would expect it to be. The very back of the dorm was where her vanity mirror was. There were hundreds of cosmetic products placed upon it. Hair care, lotions, nail polish, make up, you name it, it was probably there. There was also a cardboard standee of her band placed near the closet. There was a shelf above her bed, holding all of the records that had gone double platinum.
The right side of the room had some posters of her band as well, with some motivational posters thrown in the mix. He also saw three boxes of uneaten donuts neatly stacked on the pillow. He almost wanted to snag one, but he didn't want Hina to punch him in the dick.
He shook his head, placing his boots next to his bag. He looked at the heels oddly before slipping them onto his foot. He was just lucky he and Sayaka had the same shoe size. He had small feet for a guy, something that Hiyoko often made fun of. Once he had both shoes on, he held his hands out to Sayaka who helped him stand up. He stumbled a bit, almost falling down.
"Well, you're standing." she said.
"Anyone can do that...the next part is the challenging part." he said.
"Just breathe and start walking...don't look at your feet either, you'll definitely fall if you do." she said. He nodded and took a hesitant step forward, surprisingly not falling. He took another one, and another one, stumbling a bit.
"There you go, not so hard is it? Start walking around the room until you get used to it." she said, earning a nod from the story teller.
"So, how was your date with Hisashi?" he asked curiously, even though he already knew how it went.
He and Leon spent an hour following them around, with them noticing of course. She smiled as she sat down in her chair, grabbing some clear lip gloss. She had a far off look in her eyes, one of pure love.
"It was wonderful. He was really sweet, barely even talked about the hard stuff he's going through right now. He didn't even treat me like a pop star." she said.
"So, he treated you like a normal girl huh?" he said, almost tripping. He held his arms out, stopping himself from smashing into the tile floor.
"More than that. He insisted on paying for everything, even though I got more money in my bank account than I know what to do with. I've never felt this way before...I mean there have been some passing crushes but...my heart just beats so hard when I'm with him." she replied, setting her lip gloss down. She grabbed some green eye shadow and started applying it onto her eyelids.
"That my dear is love. When your heart starts beating wildly, and your face heats up for no reason. Palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy."
"There's vomit on my sweater already, mom's spaghetti?" she continued, earning a laugh from the boy.
"Exactly...I got lucky enough to feel that with Hiyoko, but feeling it with Sonia too...It's just...indescribable." he said, sporting a loving look himself. She giggled, looking at the boy.
"I get what you mean...I'm...thinking about asking him to be my boyfriend. I know he's younger than me, and he probably has better girls than me out there but...I dunno what do you think?"
"Sweetheart, I say follow your heart. If he makes you happy, then ask him...besides the look in your eyes is enough isn't it?" he asked.
"You're right...I'll do that tonight. Speaking of, how are you doing to sing if you'll be dressed like...well you know?" he asked.
"I got that figured out too, I got Kazuichi making me a voice synthesizer. It'll mask my voice and fit in with the whole masquerade theme."
"Okay, hey Leon said you can nail a 4th Octave G, is that true?"
"Yeah, I can sing five octaves but I barely do it." he said with a shrug.
"That's amazing, I can only sing four...can you sing a C sharp?" she asked.
"Easily." he replied.
"Maybe we should do a song with those high notes. You're clearly a baritone but maybe you can nail some tenor notes." she said.
"Sure, we can do some vocal practices if you want."
Daisuke and Sayaka continued to chat, as the boy kept on practicing. He was already used to walking in heels, so he had insisted they do some vocal practices. He had sung so loudly, that one of the teachers had come to check on them. When she saw him in heels however, she turned around, not really questioning what happened. They decided to quit after that. He sat down on Hina's bed, massaging his feet after the hour long walking session. His legs were tired, but he still had stuff to do. He put his socks and boots back on, sighing in relief.
"Now you know what it's like to be a woman." Sayaka said, giving him a smirk.
She had finally finished doing her make up, she didn't look any different, since she only had a light blush on her cheeks. Her eyes stood out way more thanks to the green eye shadow, making her more alluring. She had changed into a smock top, choosing to stay in her shorts and sandals. Daisuke chuckled, grabbing his bag from the floor.
"Yes I do...so I'll come here to pick these up before the dance." he said.
"Mhmm, hey do me a solid and pick up my dress from the cleaners would you? I have to help Leon set up for our performance." she said, pulling the folded ticket from her bra.
"You too? Sheesh I'm like a damn delivery boy." he said, accepting the ticket. He was thankful all of them were at least labeled. She kissed his cheek, making him blush a bit.
"A little thank you from me...don't let your girls know I did that though." she said, giving him a wink. He nodded, wiping the lipgloss off his face.
"I'll be back with your dress when I come by for the shoes...thanks Saya, you're the best." he said, leaving the room. He bumped into Asahina, who was eating a heart shaped donut.
"Dais, good timing, I need someone too..."
"Pick up your dress at the cleaners? I got you." he said, taking the slip from her hands.
"Oh...well thanks." she said, ducking into the room.
He added the ticket to his collection, deciding to go check on his classmates. He had made a mental note to pop into the room, since their parents were going to visit the school for the first time, he wanted to make sure their classroom was spotless. He brushed past the crowd, walking into the academy proper, seeing more hearts and streamers all over the place. There were even some heart shaped balloons floating around. He sword he saw a brown blur flying high above everything.
"Daisuke, wait up!"
The boy grit his teeth, coming to a stop. He quickly spun around, meeting the gaze of the Ultimate Physician.
"Hello Kiriko, happy Valentine's day." he said.
"Happy Valentine's day...I just wanted to give you this, since your my friend and all." she said, handing him a small box of chocolates. It was a small square box with bright red wrapper. It had a little bow on the top with a heart shaped tag on it. He smiled, giving her a hug.
"Thank you Kiriko, this means a lot to me." he said.
"Hope you like it, I just melted some store bought chocolate. I'm too inept at cooking to make it from scratch." she admitted.
"It's alright, I don't mind a single bit...I'll save these for the ball...maybe we can share some later." he said.
"What? Aren't you dating though?" she asked. He chuckled.
"Yes, but we can share these as friends...I'm bound to get more as the day goes on." he said, rubbing his neck.
"Oh well okay...I thought you were suspended though?" she said. He just gave her a wink, shushing her.
"I'm gonna head off, gotta check on my friends to make sure our room is clean. Chisa would kill us if our parents saw a pigsty instead of a classroom." he said.
"Um...this might be sudden but...could you do me a favor?"
"Yes, I'll pick up your ballgown from the cleaners." he said.
"Actually, I was going to ask you for a dance but...I suppose that works out too." she said, pulling the ticket from her pocket. He sighed, shoving it in his bag.
"I'll tell my girls so we can share a dance. FYI, I won't look like you expect me to look, you'll see what I mean later." he replied.
He politely excused himself, heading up the stairs to the second floor. Compared to the first, there wasn't much action going on up here. There were a few people messing around in the pool, while others focused on decorations. The long work station outside of the library had gotten the Valentine's day make over, and several platters had already been placed on it, along with some Heart and Angel ice sculptures, compliments of the Ultimate Sculptor.
As he was passing the library though, he lost focus, watching two guys licking one of the statues. He ended up bumping into someone, making them drop their books. He sighed, a frown on his face.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention where I was going." he said. His eyes widened when he recognized the face.
The young man stood a few inches taller than him, with a black buzz cut hair style. He had light tan skin and vibrant blue eyes. He was wearing a white long sleeved shirt with a black armored vest over it. Around his waist were a pair of Kukri knives. He was wearing some blue jeans and leather boots. This young man was Bartholomew Vega, the Ultimate Knife Fighter. He was also the one who drew the knife on him earlier.
"So, you didn't get enough of me last time. You tryna fuck with me now?" he asked firmly.
"Hey man, I'm sorry. I'll get your books for you okay." he said.
"Nah man, piss off. I can get my own shit." he said.
"Well fine, I was trying to be nice to you, but clearly you can't accept a kind gesture...Maricon(Faggot)." Daisuke said, brushing past him.
"What was that?"
"I called you a Maricon, you fucking Leonardo Da Vinci."
"The fuck did you just call me?" the teen asked, glaring at Daisuke.
"I called you a fucking guinea fucking homo from the 15th century you dick head."
"I can shove you up my ass small fry." the Knife Fighter snarled, glaring at Daisuke. He chuckled, a smirk on his face.
"Yeah, you sure it ain't too sore from last night?" he countered. Bartholomew placed a hand on one of his knives, getting ready to draw it.
"You got some lip on you midget, maybe I should cut them off."
"You wanna know something? These lips were on your girl's pussy last night. Why don't you do her a favor and dust that thing off once in awhile, asshole." he replied, turning to leave. The knife wielding teen grabbed the story teller by the back of his jacket, slamming him into the wall.
"Keep talking and I'll stab you so much you'll look like a goddamn pin cushion." he said.
"That makes no sense. If you want me to look like a pin cushion, you'd throw knives at me, not fill me up with holes. The proper term would be, pump your guts full of lead...then again I bet you can't fire a gun worth a damn." Daisuke replied, chuckling a bit.
Bartholomew drew his knife, holding it up to stab the boy who had a sneer on his face. He started bringing it down, only to feel a cold blade at his throat.
"I would advise you to put that knife away, unless you want me to drain you of your blood." a firm voice said. He hissed, glancing behind his back.
"The hell are you doing here Pekoyama? Don't you have to follow that fuck off Yakuza wannabe?" he asked. Peko pressed the blade against his skin, making a small cut. Pink blood dribbled onto the blade, staining his white shirt.
"Keep talking asswipe, you won't have a neck after she's done with you." Daisuke said. Bartholomew lowered his knife, placing it at his hip. Peko slowly pulled her sword away, sheathing it onto her back.
"I'll get you next time asshole." the teen said. He grabbed Daisuke's messenger bag, smashing it against the ground. He quickly took off, with Peko following suit.
"Real classy." he cried out. He shook his head, grabbing Peko's arm before she could get too far.
"Peko, don't bother." he called out..
"My apologies, I shouldn't have reacted that way." she said, referring to her sword.
"He was going to hurt me and you protected me. I can't thank you enough for that...and don't worry about my bag, I have nothing important in there." he said, grabbing it from the floor. He placed it across his shoulder, rather than on it like last time.
"You shouldn't instigate him. Bartholomew is one of the few students that isn't scared to injure others here. The Ultimate Marksman ended up shooting him at one point, and because of that she carries a gun now. It's best to avoid those two when you can." she said.
"Thanks for the information...I'll try not to piss Rika Otonashi off. Last thing I need is a .45 APC in my ass." he said. She giggled, straightening up a bit.
"Now that you are here, I would like to ask you something...would you mind picking..."
"Just give me the ticket." he said, cutting the girl off. She tilted her head in confusion, fishing the cleaners ticket from her shirt pocket.
"Thank you...I've got to meet the Young Mistress at the entrance, Fuyuhiko told me to get her before she gets herself into trouble." she said.
"Go on, I'll make sure your dress is at your dorm before the dance." he said, turning around. He walked off headed to the classroom.
As he walked however, he felt something was off. He placed Peko's ticket in the small pile, sifting through his bag. Thankfully his phone had been in his pocket, so it hadn't been smashed. His water bottle had dented but he didn't care about that. His eyes widened when he saw the violet bag near the corner of it. The one Hiyoko had given him. He hastily pulled it up, grabbing the small button and pulling the cord.
"Please be alright, please be alright." he whispered softly, tipping the bag.
Instead of a fan, what greeted him was a destroyed mess of wood and paper. The frame of the fan had been snapped in several places, barely holding together. Even the feathers at the top had been ripped off. His eye twitched as he looked at the priceless object in his hands. He took a deep breath, doing the only thing he could do at the moment.
"GAAAAAAHHHH!"
He fell to his knees, the blood draining from his face. His heart was beating loudly and he started sweating. His pupils had dilated and he was shivering. He heard footsteps all around him as a group of people surrounded him.
"Daisuke, what's wrong?" Chiaki cried out, kneeling in front of the boy. Akane, Mahiru, Nekumaru and Fuyuhiko had joined him, looks of concern on their faces. He looked at his friends, an expressionless look on his face.
"Hiyoko's fan...it's broken." he said.
"Fucking hell, what did you do to it?" Mahiru cried, snagging the fan from his hands. She opened it, watching several wooden pieces fall to the ground, the paper had been shredded in that single action, causing the boy to scream even louder.
"You made it worse!" he shouted.
"Hey man calm down, maybe you buy another one. She won't know the difference." Nekumaru said.
"Don't you remember what Hiyoko said? That thing is a priceless family heirloom, that's been in her family for over 400 years. There is no replacing sentimentality like that." Fuyuhiko said. Daisuke started crying, small weeps leaving his lips.
"Now hang on, maybe there's a way to fix it. The frame is broken, but the paper isn't just torn. You can easily patch that with origami paper of the same color and some paints. The Art room should have all of that." Mahiru said.
"I'm saved!" Daisuke cried.
"Except the art room is closed, remember there's a priceless statue in there being transported to the museum." Akane said.
"I'm fucked." Daisuke said, falling to his knees.
"Um...maybe you could take it to a shop, have them fix it." Chiaki said.
"I need that by tonight...there is no way someone can fix this a few hours. Hiyoko trusted me with her precious fan, and now she's going to hate me for breaking it. It was all that bastard Bartholomew's fault. She's going to leave me because I couldn't take care of her fan." he said, breaking into tears again.
"Come on Dais don't cry. It was an accident right? Hiyoko will understand." Mahiru said, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Or she'll totally kill him for destroying it. 400 years old and it couldn't survive four hours in his hands." Nekumaru said, breaking into a laugh. Everyone glared at him, causing him to shut up. His phone started to ring and he looked at the caller ID, quickly picking it up.
"Hey Takane, what up?" he asked, sounding a bit deflated.
"Hello Daisuke, I was calling to see if you would do me a favor, you see I'm not at the school and I need someone to pick up my dress at the cleaners. Just tell them I sent you."
"Christ, fucking shit...I have more things to worry about than a goddamn dress." he shouted.
"Oh...alright, I'm sorry. I thought you were free...I'll just ask someone else to pick it up." she replied, disappointment in her tone.
"No no...I'm sorry...I'm just...not having a good day...I'll pick it up." he said, ending the call. He stood up from the floor, squeezing his phone tightly.
"Fucking Bartholomew, smashing my bag and breaking Hiyoko's fan. Fucking stupid ass ball, fucking Valentine's day, goddamn dresses. Fucking hell, does anyone else need their fucking dresses picked up from the cleaners?" he shouted angrily. In a flash, several girls appeared before him, tickets in hand. He sighed, gritting his teeth.
"Fantastic."
A/N: Palomita means Turtle Dove, I remember hearing this nickname on Planet Terror, and figured it would be a cute petname for Hiyoko. Sonia's on the other hand...I was eating a honeybun and it just stuck.
PS: Aiko's name has been changed to Kiriko, as that is her actual name. If I missed any in earlier chapters, let me know...