A/N: Hello internet Welcome Fanfiction, where we all steal already made characters and put them through hell for our amusement. My name is Celestial Sky Dragon and Today I bring you a new chapter of The End of Hope's Peak Academy.
Last chapter was a bit of a light hearted comedy chapter...but this chapter...I don't really know how to classify it. I guess it's Daisuke making an ass of himself. I also get to introduce some characters from Class 79 and some from Class 76. I have also noticed that I have not written anything with the Student Council of Hope's Peak Academy. So after I finish this Valentine's Ball Arc, I will be trying to incorporate the Student Council into Daisuke's daily life. No one is safe from the shit Class 77 does, not even the Council. Well, I guess Daisuke has already spoken to and hung out with Kiriko. By the way if you didn't notice, I changed Aiko Umesawa's name to Kiriko Nishizawa, which is her actual name. I also gave talents to all of the Student Council members along with their roles in the Council. Aside from Soshun Murasame, Kotomi Ikuta and Karen Kisaragi, we didn't know what the other members talents were. So I took the liberty of doing so.
As for the following chapters, I will be abusing April Fools day, I might include some of the council members into whatever crazy shit Daisuke can come up with. I was also thinking of adding them to the beach trip Chisa got for Class 77. Maybe they'll be staying at a neighboring cabin or something. I also have plans to include the infamous King's Game in my story. I have plenty of fucked up things I have yet to do to these guys. It was either that or Never Have I Ever, which can still get pretty fucked up. And they're a bunch of teenagers alone with no adults at a beach side cabin, with alcohol...what could possibly go wrong?
So, if you have some suggestions on what shit you want me to put Class 77 through, make sure to leave a PM, the King's Game is the most likely choice for this stuff. I'm still getting used to all of the characters and personalities again, so I apologize if some characters are well out of characters. It's been so long since I wrote for Gundam, so I'm trying to get used to his mannerisms.
Well, there are some references in this chapter I think, so if you want to take a crack at them, then go for it. Hope you enjoy this chapter...and remember, this is just a story, a Fanfiction Story, thanks for reading.
The End of Hope's Peak Academy
Zetsubou-Hen
Chapter 24
Ball
Daisuke was definitely not having a good day. On top of everything that he had to do to prepare for the ball, he had to deal with Hiyoko's broken fan. Not only that, he had at least forty pick orders from cleaners because of his own fault. He was just sifting through the tickets, placing them all in class order rather than alphabetically. Chiaki, Fuyuhiko and Akane had stayed with him, as Nekumaru and Mahiru had left to find some supplies. He sighed, glancing at the broken fan, a frown on his face.
"This is horrible. I gotta get ready for the ball, pick up these dresses, meet Sonia's parents and now I have fix this fan. How am I going to do this?" he said, placing his hand on the desk.
"Aw, don't worry about it Dais. We'll fix it good as new, she won't even notice!" Akane said.
"Yeah, all we have to do is make a new frame for it and it'll be fine. You have the feathers right?" Chiaki asked, earning a nod from him.
"Yes." he said.
"Then don't worry about it. Why don't you head out and start getting those dresses, you need to meet Sonia's folks right? Me and the girls will stay here and fix this fan." Fuyuhiko said.
"Um...alright I guess" he said, grabbing all of the tickets he had been handed. He still didn't know how he was going to carry forty dresses back to the academy.
"It'll be alright Daisuke, trust us." Chiaki said, giving him a soft smile. He sighed, giving her a nod. The pink haired girl always had a knack for calming her friends down. He placed all of the tickets in his bag, slinging it around his shoulder.
"I'll be back to check on you guys in twenty minutes." he said.
"Okay, go on...last thing you need is a horde of pissed off girls after you." Fuyuhiko said. He nodded, leaving the classroom.
He slowly walked through the halls, not paying attention to anyone or anything. His mind was solely on the fan. Hiyoko had trusted him with her precious family heirloom, and because of him it was broken. Well, it wasn't his fault perse, but because he instigated Bartholomew, the teen had smashed his bag to the ground. At least the chocolates he had been given hadn't been destroyed. He walked down to the first floor, ducking through the crowd. He noticed a few parents had already started showing up, spending time with their kids. He frowned, maintaining his pace.
"Can't focus on this stuff right now. Focus on getting the dresses, then I'll check on the others." he thought to himself.
"Big brother, hey!"
Daisuke stopped in his tracks, as someone tackled him into a hug. That someone turned out to be his little sister Erika. She gave him a huge grin, hugging him tightly.
"I missed you so much!" she cried.
"Oh uh...I missed you too kiddo...what are you doing here?" he asked.
"I was invited, future alumni of Hope's Peak Academy are allowed to attend. I get to meet my classmates too, or at least most of them. I met some guy named Hisashi earlier, he seemed really nice." she said.
"He is nice, don't get any ideas, he's dating Sayaka now." he said sternly. The girl giggled, looking around the school. He noticed the huge tag attached to her shirt, which had her name and title on it.
"So, whatcha up to?" she asked, glancing back at her brother. He gave her a nervous chuckle.
"I'm heading to the cleaners on campus. I have to pick up some dresses." he said. Her brows knit together as she looked him over.
"You? Pick up dresses? You a delivery boy now?" she asked.
"It's...hard to explain...mind helping me out? I got forty of them to pick up." he said. She nodded, following him through the main building.
Once outside, they started walking down the center plaza, heading out of the main gates toward the South Plaza. Hope's Peak Academy had spent quite a lot of the Reserve Course money to create the perfect campus. The Old School building sat at the very back of the campus, attracting the attention of everyone who passed it. The east side of the plaza held the administration building, where most of the staff went for meetings and such. The west side of the academy was where the Reserve Course was. There was a huge walled fence, blocking access to the main academy. The south part of the campus was where all of the hang outs were.
The central plaza was where the huge fountain sat, along with a statue dedicated to the first Headmaster, Izuru Kamukura. Further along the south end was where the stores were. There was a store within the main building, but there were bigger stores on campus as well. There were deli's and cafe's, along as a small mart where students were able to buy groceries and other necessities. This was also where shops like the cleaners were. The Reserve Course students were all looking around in awe, seeing the large campus for the first time.
"So, how are you liking the campus?" Daisuke asked, catching his sister's attention.
"It's really big...I had a bit of a tour back in January, but now I get to walk around. It feels like I'm truly a student here." she replied. He ruffled her hair, glancing over his shoulder.
"Well, next year you might get lucky enough to move to the new building." he said, pointing to it.
"New Hope's Peak Academy. I heard the facility is supposed to be state of the art, with anything any talented individual might need. They're supposed to finish it this summer." she said, using her hand to block the sunlight.
"Yup, all of the Fourth and Third years are starting to move their stuff there to prepare for the new year. Saves us a lot of time. I heard they're going to turn the old school building into a museum of sorts. Come on, see how the students of Hope's Peak Academy used to learn before they got their new building." he said, a frown on his face.
"You don't seem too happy big brother." Erika said. He shrugged it off, turning back around. He waved to a few friends, continuing toward the cleaners.
"You can tell?" he asked.
"It's obvious...why aren't you happy? You get to use new stuff next year."
"I'm not happy because the school is using the funds acquired from the Reserve Course for all of this. Hope's Peak Academy should allow the Reserve Course students to get the same treatment the Main Course gets. But all they get is ridicule and insults thrown at them. Some barely make it into the main course, others end up leaving due to the tuition fees. I know of one person who made it out. Natsumi Kuzuryuu." he said.
"The Ultimate Manga Illustrator?" Erika asked, earning a nod from him.
"Mhmm, she kept raving about being the Ultimate Little Sister though, apparently that's going to be the title she gives out to anyone. I gotta say her manga is pretty good. Fuyuhiko is always encouraging her, but she always pushes him away. You can tell she really loves him though."
"Oh, so she's one of those Shota Oni-chan girls?"
"Dude, don't say that in front of her face. I won't be able to stop her from hitting you." he said firmly.
"I'm not scared of her big brother, I know how to defend myself. I grew up in Barcelona after all." she said, giving him a wink. He shook his head.
The two continued walking in silence, mostly looking around the campus. Daisuke told Erika about all of the hot spots on campus. He pointed out which deli's were better than others, same with cafe's. He also pointed out which areas were more popular than others. She committed them all to memory, excited to visit them when she arrived to the school the next semester.
"You seem to know all of the good spots big brother. Do you bring your girlfriend here a lot?" she asked.
"Which one?" he asked, out of reflex. He bit his lip, eyes widening a bit.
"What do you mean which one?"
"Just forget I said anything. There's the cleaners." he said, pointing to a building nor far from where they were.
Erika looked at him oddly, as he started walking toward it, pulling out all of the tickets he had gotten during the day. Each one was clipped together with their class, making it easier for him to handle.
"Erika, hey!" someone cried out, grabbing the girl's attention. Daisuke looked around, seeing a blonde girl next to some trees. She had a German Shepard with her, the large dog was wagging its tail too and fro with great speed. Erika grinned, waving at the girl.
"Hi Misa! That's one of my classmates." she said, earning a nod from her brother. The girl walked over to them, a grin on her face.
Even though it was a little cold outside, this girl was decked out in summer clothes. She was wearing a pale pink camisole, with thin straps. She was wearing a pair of black shorts and sneakers, she also had a pair of suspenders on her shorts, which were hanging from the belt loops. She had a silver dog whistle around her neck. She had long pale yellow hair, fading into a light orange, with a small side ponytail, being held up by a dog bone hair tie.
"I wasn't expecting you to be here." the girl said, giving Erika a hug.
"Me either, I thought you were doing a dog show tonight?"
"That's tomorrow...I thought I would check the academy out since they gave us free passes. Who's this?" she asked, glancing at Daisuke.
"Oh, this is my older brother." Erika said proudly, leaning against the taller teen. He chuckled, giving the girl a smile.
"Daisuke Del Rio, Ultimate Story Teller, at your service." he said.
"Wow, you're the guy who scared everyone during the exams! My name is Misa Nishimori...future Super Highschool Level Animal Whisperer." she said, giving him a wink.
"Misa we talked about this, it's Ultimate now." Erika said. The girl puffed her cheeks out, giving her a pout.
"I know, but I liked the old titles better. Oh right, where are my manners? This is my best friend, Rex. He's the Super Highschool Level Dog!" the girl said, scratching the German Shepard's ear. He barked loudly, licking the girl's face.
"They gave your dog a title too?" Daisuke asked curiously.
"No, I kept asking the headmaster, but the Steering Committee said if I asked again I would be kicked out. Those stupid old farts! I'm only here because of Rexie!" she cried.
"You see big brother, Misa can talk to animals. No one knows how, but she's able to understand what they're saying. She was able to help hundreds of pet owners take care of their pets properly. She can even tell what's wrong with your pet from a single look!" the brunette said excitedly. Daisuke hummed to himself, looking at the blue eyed girl with interest.
"Hmm...you might be just who I'm looking for. I have a little issue, one of my friends lost track of a bald eagle inside the main building. Do you think you could catch it for us?" the black haired teen asked. She nodded, giving him a salute.
"You can leave it to me Daisuke, I will track that eagle down lickity split!" she said firmly. He ruffled her hair, chuckling a bit.
"I like you, you're really enthusiastic...much like another friend of mine. Erika if you want you can hang out with your friend." he said.
"But what about the dresses you need to pick up?" she asked. He shrugged it off.
"It's fine, I want you to have fun while your here. Remember, friendships are important. They help bring hope to your lives, these years in Hope's Peak will be the best ones so you need to start now. Make hundreds of memories, do anything that comes to mind. Even stupid shit, just don't start drinking, and no sex until you're seventeen." he said. She blushed a bit, taking a hold of Misa's hand.
"Come on, my big brother is a huge Sis-con pervert!" she cried.
"Nice meeting you! I'll catch that eagle in no time!" Misa cried, earning a few barks from Rex as well. Daisuke shook his head, and continued his trip to the cleaners.
The place was surprisingly empty. He glanced at his watch, seeing it was only half past one in the afternoon. He had been expecting a few people to be hanging around, but apparently not. He walked up to the front counter, ringing the bell. A short black haired woman rose up from behind the counter, rather slowly as she did so. She just looked at him, a smile on her face.
"Rei Shouji, Ultimate Cleaner at your service. How may I help you?" she asked.
"I'm here to pick up some dresses, forty of them." he said, placing all of the tickets on the counter top, each one divided into class. Thankfully only girls from class 76-78 had asked him to pick this stuff up. The young woman sifted through each ticket, looking at him curiously.
"Why are you picking up all of these dresses?" she asked.
"It's a long story, a rather long and convoluted story really." he said, rubbing his neck.
She shrugged and grabbed the remote, spinning the large automated rack behind her. She grabbed the first dress, placing it on the counter. A second one and a third one followed. Daisuke swallowed as the stack of dresses kept on growing. The woman finally grabbed the last dress, checking it over before placing it on the stack. She gave him a smile.
"Alright then, that's all of them. Thankfully you don't have to pay a dime...all of these girls will be really happy with you." she said.
"I hope so." he said, grabbing a stack of dresses, he hung them on his arm, grabbing some more dresses, hugging them onto himself. He was somehow able to grab every dress off the counter.
"Good luck! Enjoy the dance!"
"Thank you!" he cried back, as he left the store.
The journey back to the academy proper wasn't a fun one. He had to walk a bit slow to not drop any of the dresses. A lot of guys ended up laughing at him, seeing some of the frilly garments through the plastic covers each dress had. He didn't really care about that. He felt his phone vibrating in his pocket, but knew he wouldn't be able to answer it. He grit his teeth as he pulled the glass doors open with his foot, careful not to fall down.
Getting through the crowd had been absolute hell. He had almost dropped a few things. One of the servants almost spilled a food platter all over him, but thankfully he had good reflexes and ended up dodging it. The servant ended up on the ground with a heap, another person slipped on the spilled food, their tray landing on top of them. He could only watch as several people started slipping on it, a sheepish smile on his face.
"Jeez, I feel bad for all of those people." he muttered, finally reaching the plaza. He decided to handle class 78 first, since he only had three dresses to deliver. He had made sure to put those at the top. He walked over to Sayaka's dorm first, ringing the bell with his elbow. He stood there, waiting for a few seconds as the door flew open.
"Yo...Dais? Is that you?" Hina cried out, unable to see the Story Teller's face. He lowered his arms a bit, his eyes becoming visible.
"Hey Fishgirl, I got yours and Sayaka's dresses...there on top so hurry up and grab them before my arms quit on me." he said. She hastily took the two dresses, looking at them closely.
"How did you get stuck with all of that?" she asked.
"You don't wanna know. Um, do you think you could put those sparkly heels in my messenger bag?" he said, gesturing to the shoes he had been wearing mere hours ago. She looked at him oddly.
"Sure, but...what do you need heels for?"
"They're for Sonia." he said quickly, not really up for another explanation. He flushed a bit, remembering the get up he was going to be wearing in a few hours. The Ultimate Swimmer shrugged, grabbing the heels from the floor, somehow placing them in his bag.
"There you go...thanks again for this Dais, I'll get you some donuts later." she said.
"That sounds good, see ya later Hina." he said, walking further down the hall.
"You...need any help?" she asked.
"I'm good!" he cried out, ringing the next bell. The brunette shrugged, closing the door after a few seconds. He rung the bell a second time, the door opening to reveal Celeste, who was in the middle of straightening her hair.
"Daisuke dear, is that you?" she asked.
"Ahuh, you're dress is on top." he said simply. She grabbed a hold of it, pulling it out of the stack.
"My word, I heard rumors of someone doing dress favors, but I didn't think it was you. What drove you to do this?" she said, giggling a bit.
"Don't...just don't." he said.
"Ah, it must have been Leon right? Honestly, that one can't even do something as simple as this." she said, crossing her arms.
"I agree wholeheartedly...I'm gonna go now, my arms are going numb." he said.
"See you alter dear, perhaps you and I can share a dance later."
"Yeah maybe...see ya Celeste." he said, heading toward the second floor.
He decided to hear to the third floor next, since most of the dresses belonged to class 76. He sighed as he finally got to the top of the stairs. It was his first time on the third floor of the dormitories. They looked almost like the ones downstairs, except the walls were painted green instead of blue. It also had a lot of vibrant tiles all over the place, and the doors were black instead of white. He looked at his list and headed toward the first dorm, seeing two nameplates. One that read Yukari Shizuki and one that read Sena Morikawa.
He had met Yukari in detention before, and had spoken to her a few times. The girl loved her peace and quiet, especially when she was writing her music. Sena Morikawa was a total blank for him though. Hiyoko had mentioned her at some point, but he didn't remember her talent. He shook his head and rung the bell a few times, hoping one of the two girls were inside the room. Thankfully, someone answered.
"May I help you?"
Daisuke lowered his arms a bit, getting a good view of the girl that had answered the door. She stood a bit taller than him, though not by much. She had pale blonde hair falling down to her mid back, with a blue butterfly clip attached to it. She was wearing a loose fitting low cut tank top, which was stretched to the limits by her bust. She was wearing a black skirt with a white belt, along with some matching pink pumps. She was wearing a pair of glasses on her face, her blue eyes shining brightly.
"Sena Morikawa?" he asked curiously.
"That's me...wait are you the boy who offered to get my dress for me?" she asked curiously.
"Yup, the top two...the other one belongs to Yukari." he said. The girl took them eagarly, grinning widely.
"Oh, I haven't worn this one in years. I had to redesign it to fit me, the girls got a bit bigger since I last wore it." she replied, her breasts bouncing a bit as she spoke.
"Ahuh...what's your talent again? I don't think we ever properly met." he said.
"Oh, well I'm the Ultimate Costume Designer. I've designed costumes for famous plays and even some major motion pictures. It's my dream to be a famous Costume Designer!" she said, a grin on her face.
"Well you've got an amazing talent. I haven't seen any of your costumes yet, but I'm sure I will at some point. Keep it up, you'll reach your dream soon enough...say, the next hallway belongs to the student council right?" he asked.
"Mhmm, take a right at the end of the hall. Boys on the right, girls on the left." she said.
"Thank you Miss Morikawa, hope you have a wonderful afternoon." he said, bowing politely. The girl giggled a bit as she closed the door, licking her lips as she did so. Daisuke found that a bit odd, but shrugged it off as he walked down the hall.
The hallway didn't look any different than the others he had been in. the only difference was that the Student Council members had dorms to themselves. He thought they were the lucky ones, since they didn't have to share with anyone else. Sonia had been the only other person to not share a room, at least until he showed up. He had thought himself as a hindrance to her at first, he never would have thought that months later he would be dating her.
After delivering the dresses to the girls of the Student Council, Daisuke came to a stop at the final one on the third floor, glad that he only had four dresses left. He sighed contently, pressing the door bell, hoping Kiriko was in her dorm rather than at the Nurses Office. He felt his phone vibrate for the fifth time since he had started delivering the dresses. He sighed, shifting all of the garments to his right arm, reaching for his back pocket. He flicked it open, taking the call.
"Dominoes Pizza, this is Steven how may I help you?"
"Stop being an ass Daisuke, where the fuck is my dress?"
"Calm down Palomita, I'm upstairs handling a few things...I'll be down soon." he replied.
"The hell are you doing up there? Nevermind, we need to start getting you ready soon. I also need to show you how to hold the fan properly so you don't fuck it up."
His eyes widened a bit, breath hitching in his throat. He swallowed hard, biting his lip.
"The fan? Ah yes the fan...alright I'll do that soon...but..I gotta meet with Sonia. I'll head back to dress up after that, alright?" he asked.
"Something wrong? You hesitated and you never hesitate."
"Nothing is wrong Hiyoko, honest...I'll be down soon. Love you."
"I love you too."
The girl hung up, just as Kiriko opened her door, she was dressed in only a towel, her hair still soaking wet. She blushed a bit, glancing at the floor in embarrassment.
"H-hello Daisuke...I wasn't expecting you so soon."
"Sorry, I didn't think you would be in the shower...I brought your dress though." he said, holding her dress out for her. She took a hold of the hanger, keeping a tight grasp on her towel.
"Thank you...I guess I'll see you at the dance." she said.
"I'll find you, trust me you won't recognize me when I show up." he said, trying not to look at the girl. He knew he was in a relationship, but seeing a girl who was still dripping wet would make any man get hard. Thankfully he was holding onto a few more dresses, so she didn't notice.
"Okay then...see you." she said, hastily closing the door.
He rolled his eyes, heading back toward the stairwell. He started walking back down, making sure not to trip. Finally, he made it back down to familiar territory. He stopped briefly to give Peko her dress, before finally popping back into Hiyoko and Mikan's dorm. Both girls were busy doing their make up, looking up briefly.
"Finally, give me my shit." Hiyoko cried, grabbing the dress he had been holding. She pulled the plastic off, pulling the garment from within.
"I thought you were going to dress up as someone else?" Daisuke said, earning a shrug from the girl.
"I was, but I changed my mind. I'm putting on a ballgown now...worry not my hair is still blue and I got myself a good mask. Old man Kirigiri won't be able to recognize me. Besides, I hear he'll be busy with Sonia's parents." she said, checking the dress over. Daisuke nodded, giving Mikan her dress.
"I figured, we'll I'm gonna go. I need to find Sonia before she ends up going apeshit." he said, grabbing the door handle.
"Remember, be back here so I can show you how to use the fan. You'll be sorry if you don't come back by 5." Hiyoko said. He gave her a kiss on the cheek, opening the door.
"Don't worry, I'll be back before you know it." he said, closing the door after himself. He gulped loudly.
He briefly entered his dorm, setting Sonia's dress on her bed before leaving the dormitories. He ran back through the academy proper, avoiding all of the crowds and servants as he made a mad dash for the second floor. By now, some music had started playing and some of the parents were hanging around campus. No one was allowed on the Fourth Floor, unless you were part of the Student Council or part of the Faculty. Daisuke really didn't care much about being up there. He made it back to his classroom, throwing the door open.
"How's the fan, is it fixed?" he called out, causing his friends to look up.
Mahiru had some paper stuck to her face, and Fuyuhiko was covered in paint. Chiaki seemed to be mostly clean herself, having a lot of glitter stuck to her face. Akane was too busy downing a platter of food to reply, and Nekumaru was nowhere in sight.
"Define fixed?" Mahiru said, making the boy swallow hard. He closed the door, walking toward the desk where the three of them stood.
He saw a mess of blue, glitter and craft sticks. There was marker streaks and ink mixed in with paint all over the desk. In the center of it all was a mutilated fan. It looked horribly disfigured, way worse than when he had left it. He almost fainted, thankfully he caught himself though, leaning against the railing.
"Guys, I think we messed up." Chiaki said.
"Messed up...Messed up? You call this messed up? Because I call it Fucked up beyond repair. Christ what the fuck did you do to it? Who thought glitter would be a good idea?" Daisuke shouted, grabbing the glue soaked fan off the desk. A huge glob of rubber paste and paint fell to the floor.
"Hey, at least we tried, give us credit." Mahiru snapped.
"Yeah man, we still have to get ready for the dance." Fuyuhiko added. The boy sighed, squeezing his eyes shut.
"I'm sorry...Hiyoko wants me to go back so she can show me how to use it. It's part of my costume for the night...I can't take this back to her." he said, holding the broken fan in his hand.
"Well, there's still time...maybe we can do a better job?" Chiaki suggested.
"I dunno you guys, there's a huge ass limo pulling up outside. It has little flags and everything, there's a bunch of cops too." Akane said, glancing out the window. Daisuke rushed to the window, standing next to the gymnast. He saw the crowd split apart, a few people walking toward the limousine. He spotted a familiar head of blonde in that little group.
"Fuck me running...that's the King and Queen, I need to be down there!" he said.
"What about the fan?" Mahiru said.
"Fix it, I don't know how." he said, dashing out of the room.
"I don't have time for this, I need to get ready for this fucking dance. Peko wouldn't stop pestering me about it earlier." Fuyuhiko said.
"But we promised we would help him...we have to at least try. Hiyoko is our friend after all." Chiaki said.
"I hate it when you're right." the Ultimate Gangster said, crossing his arms. Akane took a bite from her drumstick, licking her lips.
"Can't you use your connections to track one down? I'm sure there's a store in Tokyo that has something that looks like it." She said.
"Hey yeah, come on Fuyuhiko, pull some strings...I know you can do it." Mahiru said. The boy sighed, withdrawing his phone from his pocket.
"I'll see what I can do, no promises though. For now, try to make it look like the picture." he said, gesturing to the photo Mahiru had taken of Hiyoko, dancing with the fan in her hands.
Daisuke panted a bit as he raced outside, groaning as his legs cried in pain. He had been walking for far too long with barely any sleep. The effects of his energy drink had long since worn off, so he was a dead man walking. He straightened up a bit when he saw Sonia among the crowd, quickly fixing his shirt and jacket. Thankfully he wasn't sweating, but now the nervousness was starting to set in. He stood next to the princess, biting his lip as he kept breathing heavily.
"Daisuke, where were you?" Sonia asked, glancing at her boyfriend. He glanced at her, a smile on his face.
"Making...deliveries...dresses...fan." he said.
"I don't follow."
"I'll...explain...later." he replied.
The doors to the limousine finally opened, a man dressed in black stood next to the door, helping the people inside out. The first was the blonde woman who Daisuke had spoken to that morning, Sonia's Mother Diana. The second was a tall man, with smooth raven hair. He was wearing a pair of aviator glasses. He wore a black leather jacket, with a few patches sown in on it, along with the flag of Novoselic. He was wearing a pair of white pants and brown shoes. He had a firm look on his place. Diana wrapped her arm around his, walking forward.
"Your Majesties, welcome to Hope's Peak Academy." Jin said, formally bowing for the two royals.
"Now now Jin, no need to be so formal. We're not crowned royals here, we're just here to see the school our little girl goes too." the man said, giving a boisterous laugh.
"Quite right, I suppose we'll skip the formalities then. Preparations are underway for the annual Valentine's Day Masquerade. The Student Council members have been planning this for weeks, knowing you would be showing up. So please enjoy yourselves." the man said, a smile on his face.
Daisuke was rather nervous. Standing a few feet from him were Sonia's parents. These two alone could decide on a dime if he deserved to court their daughter or not. After all they had to make sure he was a perfect candidate to lead a country, should he marry Sonia and become Prince of Novoselic. His heart was beating a mile a minute, his face completely pale. Sonia took a hold of his hand, her touch seemingly calming him down.
"It'll be alright...I'm sure they'll love you." she whispered. He nodded, giving her a smile. He felt a vibration in his pocket, and let go of Sonia's hand, reaching for his phone. He noticed the caller ID was actually his sister. He flicked the phone open, taking the call.
"What's up sis? Did you get lost?" he asked.
"No, me and Misa are hanging out with Hisashi and Sayaka...but I got some terrible news for you. That cunt bag Sylvia is here."
"What? What the hell do you mean Sylvia is here?" he cried out. Sonia looked at him curiously, stealing a glance at her parents who had now turned to face them. She gave them a sheepish grin.
"She's wearing a tag like us. Apparently she was scouted for my class. Her title is the Ultimate Mathematician." Erika said.
"Fucking hell, you cannot be serious...are you sure it wasn't something else?" he asked.
"No, I saw that tag bright as day Dais. It was in big fucking letters, spelling that shit out. She was bragging about it, worse yet, our scum bag father is here as well. Doesn't seem like Tami-Lynn is here though. She saw me earlier, so I'm assuming she's trying to find you."
"Christ, just what I need. As if my fucking day can't get any worse. Now I have to deal with the biggest cunt on this planet. Keep an eye on her for me and let me know if she's on the move. And if you see our father, call him a prick for me." he said, ending the call. He looked at Sonia, who had been glaring at him. He blinked a few times, meeting the gaze of her parents who had remained silent, along with everyone else around them. He chuckled dryly.
"Aw shit!"
"So...this is the boy that has garnered your affections?"
"Yes, my apologies father...he was speaking with someone and hadn't noticed your arrival." Sonia said, looking quite apologetic.
"Oh not to worry, it's quite alright. My name is Arthur...you've spoken with my wife yes?" he asked.
"Indeed, I spoke with her this morning...I would like to apologize for what just happened. I don't want that to be my first impression...hey, I just noticed your King Arthur, do you have Excalibur with you?" he asked jokingly. The man chuckled, shaking his head.
"Not with me, it's back at the palace though. Maybe if you come for a visit I'll let you hold it."
"Cool cool, that would be an awesome reference for my stories." he said.
"You look...different in person...taller." Diana said, causing the boy to chuckle.
"Perhaps it's because the camera doesn't portray my hot Latin blood well enough." he said, causing the woman to break into a fit of giggles.
"He is definitely a keeper...would you be interested in formally courting our daughter? You could become a royal heir to the throne." she said.
"Mother, I don't think he's ready for that...how about we take a trip through the campus? I must still get ready for the ball." Sonia said.
"Quite right...but before we do that, there's another guest with us...someone who's been dying to see you again." Arthur said. As if on cue, the door to the limo opened, and another person stepped out.
It was a young man, with short blond hair, reaching to the nape of his neck. He was wearing a pressed white suit, with golden trimming on the shoulders, and bright golden buttons. The breast pocket had some golden, red and blue tassels attached to it. He was wearing a pair of matching white pants, along with white leather boots. He had pale green eyes, and a firm look on his face. He was also wearing a tag on his shirt, with his name on it. Sonia's face lit up, a smile working its way onto her face.
"Ashton! I didn't know you were here too!" she cried out. The boy's stern look changed to a warm smile as his sister hugged him tightly. He hugged her back, just as tight.
"I wouldn't miss this for the world big sis. Besides, I was scouted for the academy too. You are now looking at the Ultimate Prince, Ashton Nevermind, of class 79B." he said firmly.
"Well, isn't this interesting...my sister is going to lose it when she hears about this." Daisuke muttered, opening his phone. He sent his sister a quick message, telling her to keep her eyes out for the boy. Sonia took a hold of Daisuke's hand, pulling him closer to herself.
"Ashton, I would like you to meet Daisuke Del Rio. He's my boyfriend." she said.
"An honor to meet you, Ultimate Story Teller. My sister tells me of your works all the time, I would like to sample some myself." the boy said, holding a hand out. Daisuke gave it a firm shake, smiling a bit.
"Sure, if you want to piss your pants, then I got the perfect story for you." he said, digging his hand into his pack. He pulled out a single subject notebook with silver lettering on the front.
"It came from the woods?" the boy read out loud.
"Mhmm, just finished that one last night and was getting ready to draft it. You get to read the first print...hope you like it." he said, a smug look on his face.
"I will be sure to finish it posthaste." Ashton said.
"No worries man, I got two copies of that made just in case I misplaced one...you can keep it. But I'm not signing it." he said.
"Sweetheart, shouldn't you be getting ready for the ball?" Sonia said quietly, making sure the headmaster didn't hear her. He gave her a nod.
"Right, thanks for reminding me. I'll see you there alright?" he said, giving her a kiss on the lips.
"Try not to annoy Hiyoko, she's pissed off enough."
"I'll try." he said, trying not to remember the busted up fan. He took off, heading back toward the main building.
"Nice meeting you!" Ashton cried out. He looked back at his sister, a curious look on his face.
"Who's Hiyoko?" he asked. She gave him a smile.
"Let's just say, Daisuke isn't the only one I'm in a relationship with...although I don't know what I call what we have yet." she said. His eyes widened a bit in shock.
Daisuke ended up walking back to his classroom. He was honestly getting tired of walking up and down stairs all day. He had bought himself another Blue Ram for an extra boost of energy. He knew drinking too many of those were bad, but honestly he didn't care at the moment. He walked into the classroom, rubbing his eyes with his hand.
"Hey guys, any luck yet?" he said. Fuyuhiko smirked, holding a case out to him.
"Here you go, I hope we did it justice." he said. Daisuke took a hold of the case and opened it, pulling the fan from inside it. With a flick of his wrist, the fan opened up.
"It's fixed, how did you do it?" he asked.
"Well, Fuyuhiko here pulled some strings and found us a replica. Hiyoko won't know a thing." Mahiru said. The boy sighed with relief.
"Thank you so much man, I don't even know how to repay you." he said.
"Don't worry about it, you've done enough for all of us. Just hurry on and start getting ready, I just want to see how this is going to turn out." Fuyuhiko said, a smirk on his face.
"Yeah yeah. I can't wait to see you profess your love to Peko either." he said, quickly ducking out of the room. The blond boy grit his teeth, taking hold of his tie.
"He got you good." Akane said.
"Shouldn't you be getting ready already?" Mahiru asked. The gymnast nodded, finishing up the last morsel on her plate. She wiped her face off, standing up from her seat.
"Haha, time to dance all of this food off and eat more food!" she cried, earning eye rolls from her friends.
Daisuke reentered his dorm, happy to finally be able to breathe easy. The fan was fixed, all of the dresses had been delivered and he had met Sonia's parents. All he had to do was show up to the ball. He grabbed a change of underwear and his towel and went into the bathroom. He hopped into the shower, the warm water washing away the stress of the day. Who knew Valentine's Day could be so damn challenging?
Finally done with his shower, Daisuke dried himself off, slipping into his underwear. Once back in the room, he looked at himself in the mirror, opening up his closet. He pulled out the plastic wrapped garments he had bought, a firm look on his face.
"Show time." he said, a smirk on his face.
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Hiyoko sighed, as she put the finishing touches on her costume. It had been a long day for her. She had worked too damn hard for her to miss out on this ball now. She set her make up brush down, nodding to herself.
She was wearing an eighteenth century ballgown. It was light green in color, with long sleeves and bell shaped cuffs. The area around the cuffs was made with black thread, which had flowers embroidery on it. The dress was a bit low cut, the bodice hugging her curves tightly. Thankfully she had decided not to wear the corset that came with the dress. The front of the dress was a see through black color, covering the front part of the dress, while the skirt flowed down around her. It had a frilled him, decorated with white thread. The entirety of the dress had leaves embroidered into it, with dark green thread. It also had dark colored rose blooms on it.
Around her neck she was wearing a black choker, with a dark green bow attached to it. She had styled her hair up in twin tails, with dark green hair ties, something she almost never did. She looked at herself in the mirror, smiling brightly. She walked over to her bed, her light green heels clacking against the tile. She grabbed her black and silver face mask off her pillow, holding it in her hands. The last thing she grabbed was a pair of fishnet gloves, slipping them onto her hands. Once she did, she walked out of her room, locking the door behind her, as Mikan had already left.
"Wonder how my prince is doing?" she asked herself, hiding her grin with her hand. She knocked a few times on his door. She heard a click on the other side and she walked into the room.
"Alright Daisuke, are you ready?" she asked, closing the door behind her.
"Almost, let me just fix my hair." he replied.
He grabbed a hair brush and started brushing his hair down a bit. Hiyoko bit her lip, almost wanting to pounce the boy. He set the brush down, sighing to himself.
"Well, how do I look?" he asked, turning around.
Hiyoko's jaw dropped a bit at the site before her.
In front of her stood a beautiful young woman, or so it would seem. She had long violet hair, falling down to her mid back. Her vibrant blue eyes were lined with black eyeliner, her eyelids had a bit of purple eye shadow. She had a bit of blush around her cheeks, and her lips were glossed with bright blue lipstick.
She was wearing a strapless ballgown, which was a sky blue in color. The breast area had a white design on it, with navy blue embroidery on it. The bodice was a light blue color, that darkened into a deep ocean blue. The skirt part of the dress ended just above the ankles. It had light ruffles on it, with a few bows on the sides of it. She was wearing a white sash around her waist, which tied behind her back into a large bow, the excess ribbon falling down her sides. She was wearing a pair of clear colored heels, which sparkled a bit in the light. She was also wearing long navy blue detached sleeves, with white cuffs. Her hair fell perfectly on her shoulders. She looked at Hiyoko, giving her an alluring look.
"Hi."
"Oh my god, you...don't look like you." she said.
"That's the idea...these fake boobs are kind of annoying." he said, squeezing the fake breasts he had shoved in the dress. He had to make it as real as possible, so that involved shaving and stuffing his dress. He sold it perfectly though, he didn't look like himself.
"Well get used to it. Kazuichi dropped this off twenty minutes ago, hurry and put it on." she said, handing him a choker. He wrapped it around his neck, making sure the rose bloom was right over his Adam's apple. He pressed the switch on the side, taking a deep breath.
"So, how do I sound?" he asked. His voice was drastically different. It was light and air, and very feminine.
"You sound cute and not like you...you'll definitely sell this shit...do you have your mask?" she asked. He nodded, grabbing the white phantom mask from his bed. It had golden designs on it, with light purple colors around the eyeholes. He carefully placed it on, making sure not to speak his make up.
"Okay then, from here on out, my name is Himiko and I'm the Ultimate Voice Actress." he said.
"Alright then, then that makes me Kimiko, the Ultimate Ballroom Dancer." Hiyoko said.
"Perfect, now let's get to this dance." Daisuke said, flicking his hand out, opening his fan.
"Hey, you're holding it right...you didn't even need my help." She said.
"What can I say, when I get into character I can learn anything." she said, giving her voice a bit of an English accent. It was the final thing to make his costume complete. Hiyoko rolled her eyes.
"Enjoy being a female for the night, because this is the deepest you'll ever been in a woman." she said.
"Hiyoko, that made no sense whatsoever. Come on, remember no hand holding or kissing. We don't need to attract attention to ourselves...well more than we already will. Just pretend to be guests from Hope Hills Academy in America."
"But we don't speak English." she said.
"Don't worry about it." he reassured.
Hiyoko gave her boyfriend a once over, shaking her head. She pulled out a bottle of perfume from her purse and sprayed some on his neck and bust. Nodding to herself, she adopted a firm look.
"Let's go, there's a Ball for us to crash." she said, giving him a wink. He nodded, giving her a smile.