A/N: We are here once again with a brand new chapter of The End of Hope's Peak Academy...I would have gotten it out earlier, but Terminator 3 was one and I got distracted, you know as I always do. I curse my short attention span for that, but I was able to finish this and edit it before I posted it. So it shall be read by you, the people...and enjoyed by millions!
This chapter focuses mostly on Daisuke, following up one his small plan to bring his Fahja down. Yes, I just said father like Goldmember, because why not? This chapter will also depict the dodgeball game, and I hope you all like it...I did my best to come up with something entertaining, so I'm sorry if it doesn't seem right. I am also going to be adding another Paintball chapter...I dunno why but I enjoy the shit out of those. It might be a two part chapter, since now it will be a Team Deathmatch between class 77A and Class 77B...which means I have to create more oc's for that class...joy...I might actually take a few days off to do that. Aside from Yusuke Matsuda, and that kid who happens to be the Ultimate Spy, I hadn't thought of adding anyone from Class 77A into my story. But things change, meaning more people for all of you to grow attached too, more people that will end up dying as a result of Junko.
So, if you want to submit ocs for Class 77A, feel free too...it isn't like I'm going to be coming up with anything new. Just fill out the OC submission form on my profile and allow me to review it, I might accept anyone who gets submitted, just so I can get these chapters out of the way. There will be a shooting range part where this class will be introduced in full so everyone can get to know each other. I haven't decided when the match will happen, but it will most likely be three days after the dodgeball tournament...try to be Original for the OC talents, anything that isn't being used in Class 76A or B, 77B, 78B or 79B...ugh...I just realized if I am doing a tournament I have to come up with people from Class 78A...I only have one person though, that girl that got killed in the future chapter...this is going to be hell...fuck it, I'll just steal characters from other animes...might as well do that at this point.
I'm rambling, anyway, I hope you all like this chapter...have a nice day!
The End of Hope's Peak Academy
Zetsubou-Hen
Chapter 28
Plans
The day had started out like any other one. Rather than meeting at the classroom, Class 77 plus Hina just met in the gymnasium. They just went through their normal practices along with their mock dodge-ball tournament. Now that Akane and Hina had been placed on different teams, it had become more balanced. That mean that having them both on the same team would be ideal. Of course since they were fighting against their upperclassmen, that meant they were totally screwed when the time game. Daisuke would make sure of that.
The taunting had become a bit fiercer, with almost everyone from the enemy team actively participating. Kiriko had been the only one not to say anything mean. It just wasn't in her nature. Tsubasa however forbid her from speaking with Daisuke until after the game, so they wouldn't reveal their strategies to the enemy. As if that would stop them from the totally annihilation they were about to receive. Class 77's secret weapon was developing nicely, they had all the cards in their hand, all they had to do now was play the game.
Due the the ferocity of the tournament, people had started making posters. They had hung them up all over the school, to advertise the game. So far, people had bet on which Class would win, which the amount pledged going to the fundraiser. So far it was a pretty even split, but the people thought Class 76 was going to pull a win. Daisuke's confidence had only risen.
The final ball had been tossed and caught, thus ending the practice game. Daisuke blew the whistle, smiling widely at his friends who were all tired. All of the girls had been forced into the gym uniforms, tight shirts and short shorts, something that they didn't like at all. The boys had been wearing shorts and tank tops, with few choosing to wear tee shirts, like himself. He grabbed one of the rubber balls, bouncing them on the floor.
"I'm proud of you guys. We've come really far in our practice, so we are more than ready to play against our enemies." he said.
"Are you sure about that? I got pelted pretty hard." Teruteru said, rubbing his chest.
"Maybe you should stop staring at the girls in their booty shorts and pay attention. You won't be able to help us win if you don't." Kazuichi snapped angrily.
"I agree with the Mechanic, for us to win this war we must act as a single unit. The Dark Lord has employed a special enchantment in this small chamber. We must combine our magic in order for it to truly work." Tanaka said, his Dark Devas hissing loudly.
"Um...right. Anyway, we don't know what they'll be doing, so we'll need to be prepared for anything. We've already gone down with the strategies, but remember be on the move at all times, that will make you less of a target. Ibuki I know it'll be hard for you not to cheer, but please focus okay?" Daisuke said, looking at his clipboard.
"Don't worry Daisuzu, the power of Music will get Ibuki and her friends through this game!" she said cheerfully.
"I hope none of us get hurt! These floors are really hard, and the balls hurt a lot too." Mikan said, worrying a bit.
"Jeez, if you talk like that you'll be a huge target. Just try not to become a blubbering mess during this?" Hiyoko said, earning a nod from the nurse.
"The Old Man and I will stay in the front, we'll take out the small fry. Aiko Umesawa better look out, her cute Pikachu outfit won't stop her from being hit!" Akane said.
"YEAH, WE'RE GOING TO WIN THIS TEAM!" Nekumaru shouted, earning cheers from his friends. Fuyuhiko smirked, crossing his arms.
"So much faith, I'm glad to be a part of this team." he said.
"As am I, will not fail you Fuyuhiko...I will eliminate the enemy." Peko said firmly, earning an odd look from the boy.
"Loosen up, just fun okay?" he said.
"Yes Fuyuhiko...I'll have fun." she said, a small smile decorating her lips.
"Okay then, that wraps this up. Hit the showers and we'll all head on out!" Daisuke said, placing his clipboard in his bag.
"Oh oh, Dais do you wanna hang out? It's national donut day and the cafes on campus are serving free donuts!" Hina cried, a bright smile on her face.
"I would love too, but I have some stuff to do today...maybe later?" he said. She frowned for a few seconds, giving him a nod.
"Kay, I'll text you later then. Nice job with the training, we got this." she said, bumping fists with him.
"Hell yeah we do. We're gonna win the first event and get us a paintball match with 77A. Then we can prove who the better class is." he said. She giggled, rolling her eyes.
He decided to head back to his dorm for a shower, as he wanted to get a change of clothes from his room. Showering with the guys usually turned into a freaking battle of wet towels and he really didn't feel like going through that today. He dried himself off, slipping into one of his outfits. A plain tee shirt with his hooded vest, a pair of jeans and boots. It was starting to become his normal Spring outfit. That meant he needed a Summer outfit to wear while he was on vacation. He shrugged it off, grabbing his bag.
Once done, he grabbed his keys, phone and ID and headed out of the room. He was going on a long journey to the Reserve Course school. He remembered the last time he had actually been within the building was when he went with Mahiru to meet Hajime. He briefly wondered how his friend was doing, along with Natsumi who was still forced into being in that school until the new term started.
"Guess I'll find out soon enough." he muttered to himself, as he made it out into the main courtyard.
It was another bright and sunny day, meaning it wouldn't be long until it started pouring. He was sure April was going to be hell with the weather, but was silently praying nothing happened during the concert or Spirit Week. The last thing they needed was the week being spoiled by rain. He wasn't looking forward to May either, but the end of the month was the official start of their vacation, so that would be fun at least.
The path to the Reserve Course had become a bit longer for him. He didn't know why but since he had stopped showing up, he forgot how far the schools were. He just didn't understand why the Board didn't just allow the Reserve Course and the Main Course be in the same building. There was enough space in the New Academy building for both Courses, they were just sore old men. Sore old men who didn't believe being normal was any special. In a world with talent, normal people weren't anything special, and that honestly annoyed Daisuke.
As he approached the school, he saw some students hanging around the entrance. They were just chatting among themselves. Daisuke didn't pay them any attention as he passed through the gates. That's when the three actually looked up, noticing the patch he had sown onto the flap of his bag. They ran in front of him, blocking his path.
"Whoa there, what are you doing here Main Course?" the tallest of the three asked.
"Yeah, come to gloat in the face of us Reserves?" the second said. Daisuke sighed, shaking his head.
"I'm here to speak with someone, now please allow me to pass." he said, trying to get through them. The leader pushed him back, causing him to stumble, thankfully he didn't fall.
"Who the hell said you are allowed to pass? We don't want Main course brats here! You just like to snub us into the dirt because of your natural born talent!" the third boy said.
"Listen man, I get you. I hate how this school treats the Reserve Course, but there's nothing I can do about it. I'm not in charge, I just want to see a friend...I won't take long so just let me through." Daisuke said.
"Hit the road, before we hit you against it." the first boy said. Daisuke sighed, opening his bag and reaching inside it.
"I really don't want to do this, but you've left me no choice." he said, his hand wrapping around the handle of his shinai. The three boys drew knives from their pockets, slowly approaching the boy.
"Do what? Threaten us? Look at us and look at you...you ain't shit boy. Now scurry back to the main course before we turn you into a bloody rag." the leader said. Daisuke smirked, drawing his Shinai from within his bag, the three boys just looked at him stunned.
"How the fuck?"
"Just get him you idiot!"
The middle boy ran forward, aiming his knife at Daisuke, who easily dodged it. He spun around his heel, driving his Shinai into the boy's chest. He forcefully jabbed him, snapping the blade on his wrist, causing him to drop his knife. The second boy ran forward, throwing some slashes at his face. Daisuke ducked under them, aiming his sword at his waist. The boy cried in pain as the wooden sword made contact with his hip bone. Three jabs and he was down for the count too. Daisuke spun his blade around, getting into a stance.
"You should know, I was trained in sword fighting by the Ultimate Swordswoman...and while I may not be a professional like her, I can put you down. So be a good boy and drop that knife."
"Fuck you!" the boy growled, as he dashed forward, aiming the knife at Daisuke's face. He dodged to the side, jabbing his Shinai at the boy's throat, loud choking coughs filled the air as he fell to the ground, clutching his neck. The knife clattered on the ground, useless. Daisuke aimed the tip of his sword at the three, who shied away from him.
"Don't belittle the main course just because you aren't talented enough to be in it. Instead of thinking of ways to get in, think of ways you can improve yourself. So what if you aren't good at something that will gain their attention, you're good at something. Even if they don't pick you, it doesn't matter. Just live life to the fullest, and never lose hope." he said, placing his shinai in his bag. With that he walked off, heading into the Reserve Course building.
He didn't know why, but everyone looked blue for some reason. However when he shook his head, everyone had just returned to normal. He found it a bit odd at first but completely shrugged it off. He just started looking around, ignoring the mutters being tossed around. He didn't exactly remember where Natsumi's classroom was, so the best thing he could was ask. He stopped, facing a couple girls who were at their locker.
"Excuse me, do you know where Natsumi Kuzuryuu is? Or Chisa Yukizome?" he asked.
"Why would you want to interact with that blonde bimbo?" one of the girls asked. He rolled his eyes.
"Yes, I know she's bitchy, but she's a friend. Do you know either?" he asked.
"Class 77 is upstairs, Miss Yukizome's room is Classroom 2B." the blue haired girl said. He nodded, heading toward the stairs.
"Hey wait, she's teaching right now!" the other girl said. He just rose his hand up in a wave as he disappeared into the stairwell.
Walking around, he realized why everyone hated the Reserve Course. It was so boring and plain, as opposed to the Main Course. His class was bright and colorful, this place just screamed normal. It was sickening at how normal the building looked. Maybe some bright paint would cheer everyone up, actually make them want to be here. Of course the outrageous fees were probably the only thing that served to piss people off. Natsumi had told him that the fees for a year of learning were around Four Hundred Thousand yen. It was totally insane, and way more expensive than any private academy.
He finally made it up to the second floor, where the Reserve Course's 77th Class was. Honestly he didn't understand why it was that this school had a 77th Class. The Reserve Course had only been around for around three years, meaning this would be the third class, but the academy insisted it was named the 77th Class. Sometimes he wondered just what went on at the board meetings. That also made him feel bad for Jin Kirigiri who most likely had to manage all of that stuff. He looked for Class 2B, finding it with ease. He peeked through the doors, seeing all of the students were working on what he assumed was a test. The teacher was sitting at the desk, a bored look on her face. He smirked, knocking on the glass.
The look on her face was precious. It went from a wide eyed look, to a look of happiness, to one of desperation to finally one of excitement. She stood up, saying something to the students before dashing to the doors. He didn't even get a word out when he was pulled into her embrace.
"Daisuke, oh look at how much you've grown!" she cried.
"Um...I haven't grown at all." he said, sounding a bit muffled. She finally let him go, cupping his face with her hands.
"What are you talking about? You've become so tall and bright and filled with hope!" she cried. He slapped her hands away, hoping to regain the feeling in his face.
"Right! I'm happy to see you too Miss Yukizome, but I'm not here just for a visit. First off, why have you been ignoring my calls?" he asked, crossing his arms. She sighed, glancing back at the classroom.
"I've been busy with my class. All of this teaching has me worn out, If I'm not grading papers I'm reading reports, and if I'm not doing that I'm coming up with new assignments. It's totally boring!" she cried.
"I can see that, this place just screams boredom. I just got jumped outside, thankfully I was able to handle myself." he said with a shrug, ignoring her look of worry.
"So, what's your second reason for coming here then?" she asked curiously.
"I'm in need of a lawyer, Sonia told me you knew of someone who was in your class. I would really like to get in contact with them." he said.
"What do you need a lawyer for? You haven't gotten into any legal trouble have you?" she asked, a firm look on her face.
"Not at all...it's just..my scumbag father ended up divorcing Tami-Lynn three weeks after Ryuji passed away. Cameron found out about some shady business deals and wants to expose him. On top of that, there's rumors saying that he was responsible for Takao Morita's death." he said.
She remained silent, her lips pressed in a thin line. She honestly didn't know what to think. She had been hearing a lot of things over the last few months. Hope's Peak Academy was doing something with the Reserve Course money, and no one but the committee knew what. She had tried to get some information about the Reserve Course, but it yielded nothing.
"I do have a friend who used to be the Ultimate Lawyer...I can get you in contact with her law firm." she said, reaching for her cellphone.
"Excellent, now that I have that I need to work on getting information. This bastard is coming down like a ton of bricks." he said joyously.
"You know, I heard about what happened at the dance. What you did wasn't nice Himiko." she said, causing him to gasp. He shook his head, glaring at her.
"How did you know about that?"
"Really? Do you think you can fool me?" she replied. He hated being answered with a question. Then again he was dealing with Chisa Yukizome, someone who shouldn't be trifled with.
"Does that mean you also know about Hiyoko and Sonia?" he asked. She gave him an odd look.
"What should I know?" she asked curiously. He smirked, wagging his finger.
"Uh uh, if you don't know then you'll just have to find out. You'll learn about everything when you come back. And don't worry, me and Chiaki are keeping our friends in line. We've all actually grown quite close." he said, earning a smile from her.
"As long as you value your friendship and are filled with Hope, then I can call my mission a success. Here, this is the number for the law firm, my friend's name is Victoria Feiji. She's the best of the best, and rather expensive. I suppose I could talk her into taking your case pro-bono. But you'll have to gather information first and file a lawsuit for it to work."
"No worries, once I got all of the information I need, I will definitely let you know. Ryusuke Fuji has to realize that life isn't just a business deal, and that he needs to pay for what he's done." he said firmly.
"You know...revenge isn't a good thing...it can lead you to other dark places. I would hate to see something bad happen to you." Chisa said, placing her hand on his shoulder.
"This isn't revenge, this is karma. He treated Ryuji's death like it was nothing, he was the one who pushed the envelope...and if I can prove he put a hit on Takao Morita, we've got him in the bag. His shady business will blow wide open." he said. He put his phone away once he had added the number to his contacts.
"Well, if that's the case then I wish you luck. Oh yes, did Ozzy give you the tickets yet? I wanted you all to have a nice summer away from the city." she said.
"Not yet, and speaking of that you can't just have us kidnapped in the middle of the day. My arms still hurt from the welts I got." he said, showing his arms to the woman. While they had healed, he did have a few spots from where he had been shot.
"You had so much fun the first time around. I figured you would like a chance to redeem yourselves!" she said happily. She looked at her watch, a frown on her face.
"I need to get back. My students are probably wondering where I went in such a hurry. Good luck Daisuke, I'll make sure to contact you when I have the time, but if I can't then I'm sorry."
"I understand, we miss you Chisa, just hang in there, you'll be back in the Main Course in no time. I'll tell everyone you said hey." he said, giving her another hug. She didn't want to let go, but she knew she had too. She smiled brightly, reentering the classroom. He gave her a wave heading back downstairs.
The walk back to the Main Course was a lot faster than the walk to the Reserve Course. Then again he was rather excited that his little plan was coming together nicely. Once back on campus, he started looking around for the person that would make or break his plan. She was a very stern young woman, one that most people tended to avoid. Many had said she had a stick up her ass most of the time, but honestly she was a really nice person. Once you got to know her, it took awhile and even Daisuke himself hadn't peeled the layers back. But he was sure that she would help him.
"Hey Dais, you looking for someone?" Mondo asked, causing the boy to stop. He had wondered into the main building without even realizing it. He had done it so many times he figured it was second nature. He gave the man a nod.
"I'm looking for Kyoko, know where she is?" he asked.
"Kirigiri? Hell, no one knows where she goes most of the time. She shows up to class only a few times and is skulking around the academy the next. If I were you, I would try her dorm first, she might be in there."
"Thanks man, I appreciate it." he said, taking off toward the Hotel Plaza.
"Good luck, you're gonna need it!" he said, pausing to comb his lengthy pompadour.
"Classmate Mondo, what are you doing? You know walking around the halls without a pass is against the rules!"
"Can it Taka, we're taking a journey...be a bro once in awhile." the man said, wrapping his arm around his friend. Kiyotaka sighed, giving into his friend's request. Perhaps he could loosen up just this once.
Daisuke sighed as he rung the bell a third time, hoping someone would answer. Sadly no one did. He shook his head and started walking out of the dormitories, heading toward the cafeteria. He looked around but he wasn't able to find the violet haired detective.
"Hmm, if I was Kyoko...where would I be? The Headmaster's office? She doesn't look like one to bond with her father. In fact Hisashi said she hated their father. If only he was on campus."
"Are you alright Daisuke? You seem a bit distraught?"
He looked up, meeting eyes with the Ultimate Pop Sensation. She was holding a laundry basket in her hands, filled with folded clothes. It seemed like the only times he saw her anymore were either at practice or during the times she was washing clothes. He still remembered that rather awkward time where he was told to steal her bra. He had tried to return it to her on many occasions, but she insisted he keep it. Hiyoko had been wearing ever since.
"Distraught? Not really...I'm looking for Kyoko, have you seen her?" he asked. The blue haired girl looked at him curiously.
"Why do you need her?"
"You know...stuff...and things." he said.
"Alright then...I saw her heading to the Fourth Floor. I'm sure she's gone to speak with her father. They've been arguing a lot lately, mostly revolving around the case Hisashi has to work on."
"Case? What case?" Daisuke asked curiously. Sayaka frowned, looking around the area, thankfully they were alone.
"There's this little girl he's friends with, one I used to babysit. She was hired by this television studio and they...did things to her." she said softly.
"Things? What kind of things? Not the things I'm imagining right?" he asked, eyes widening a bit. She gave him a nod, his hand flying to his mouth.
"Her mother allowed it too, she even participated in it. She was somehow able to contact Hisashi and he took off toward her. The poor thing tried to kill herself three times already." she said.
"Oh my god...how can someone be so vile? I hope they all get the death penalty, the mom too!" he said firmly.
"They most likely will, Hisashi and Kyoko are working toward that. Their father is trying to adopt the little girl, they deemed her father unable to care for her. If she does then Hisashi will become her older brother, something that Kyoko can't stand. She hates the fact that her father had an affair with another woman while her mother was sick. Even worse that he kept a secret. Adopting Kotoko is just adding fuel to the fire." she said.
Daisuke blinked a few times, had he heard her correctly. Images of the pink haired girl and her friends filled his mind. It made his heart almost stop. He took a deep breath, mentally preparing for what he was about to ask.
"Did I hear you correctly, you said Kotoko...as in Kotoko Utsugi? The Lil' Ultimate Drama?" he asked.
"You...know her?"
"Of course, she was one of the kids I read to at the park. I had noticed she wasn't showing up as much whenever I did go. Her friends never said anything...Christ what is this world coming too?" he cried out, anger flowing through him.
"It pisses me off, but at least Hisashi is working toward helping her out. She doesn't talk to anyone. I tried to visit her last week but she didn't react at all." she said with a frown.
"Still...I can't begin to imagine what that little girl went through. I am truly sorry for what happened, and I hope those fucks pay with their lives. Anyway, I should get going, before I miss Kyoko again...see ya later Sayaka."
"See ya Dais, good luck finding Kyoko!" she said, giving him a wave.
Daisuke was honestly starting to get pissed off climbing the stairs. He just wanted to reach the fourth floor without the bullshit of walking through every floor. He was honestly going to get himself a ladder and hang it from the side of the building to lesson the time climbing the stairs. Upon making it to the third floor, he decided to take a break. He leaned against the wall, taking a drink from his water bottle.
"Goddamn stairs." he muttered distastefully. He could only pray that the new building had elevators or he was going to be really pissed off.
He pushed away from the wall, walking toward the Art room. He would have to detour through the floor like always, but at least he was able to see some of the art on display, which was always good. Lost in the various paintings on display, he ended up bumping into someone. He cringed, hoping it wasn't Bartholomew again.
"You should watch where you're going. Someone could get hurt."
It was Kyoko. He mentally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't worry, I will...I've actually been searching for you Kyoko...I wish to speak with you."
She looked him over, probably trying to discern all possible reasons. The Ultimate Detective was truly a frightening woman. She could deduce anything, even if she had little information. Her craft had been nurtured by her grandfather, who was a famous detective in Japan. The girl had even developed her own sense of style from it, choosing violet clothing. Even Hiyoko had been jealous of her leather jacket and matching gloves. The girl blinked a few times, brow raised in curiosity.
"Well, I'm waiting."
"Oh right sorry...I was hoping you could help me with something. I'm sure you've been investigating the death of Takao Morita, and the mystery behind it. You've probably made some headway, but I've got a lead for you." he said.
"Oh really? Are you going to let me know that it was your father who put the hit on him? Because I already figured that part out on my own." she said. He wasn't surprised at all. In fact he laughed a bit at her answer.
"Nothing escapes you huh. Yes, I came to let you know that, but also for a proposition. I require the assistance of someone with your skills. My father isn't just the mastermind behind a murder, but he's also the mastermind of several other things. Shady business deals, extortion, and second degree murder. Among other things. I need to get information, so that we can file a suit against him."
"File a suit against him? I don't that alone will be enough...he has power, he can shut whatever you throw at him down. What you need to do is get someone to open an investigation against him. Once the government finds out everything, his assets will be frozen and he can't do anything about it. If you want me to proceed, you'll need to pay the fee." she said firmly.
Daisuke had been expecting this. Of course finding information didn't come cheap, especially since the person, Kyoko in this case, would be putting themselves in danger. He had no qualms with paying the fee, especially if it meant taking down his father once and for all. He pulled out his check book, something that he barely ever used.
"How much do you want?" he asked curiously.
"You're willing to pay it? That's the first time someone has actually done that. It was a little test, you don't have to pay me anything." she replied, giving him a small smile. He was actually surprised to see it.
"But aren't you risking yourself? You need a reward for that."
"My reward is seeing people being brought to justice. I was already working on taking Ryusuke Fuji down, but now that you've shed some light on new information, I might just do it full time. So congratulations, I'm taking your request free of charge." she replied.
"Thank you, it means a lot to me...this isn't just for me, it's for my brother. He was the cause of his death and he needs to pay for it." he replied.
"I'll do my best, so don't worry. Anyone I start investigating always gets brought to justice." she said, placing a hand on his shoulder.
He smiled, knowing the Ultimate Detective would indeed help him in his endeavor to bring his bastard father down. It was only a matter of time until he did.
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The gymnasium was filled with people, all of them anticipating the game that was going to start in a few minutes. Half of the students within the academy were sitting in the bleachers, while others had to deal with watching it through the monitors in their classrooms. People had already pledged on their chosen teams and the donations for Class 75 had skyrocketed. The goal had been 500,000 yen, and they had already earned 100,000 of it. Even the Hope's Peak Academy cheering squad had been out there, entertaining the crowd while the teams got ready.
Inside the Girls locker room, which had been assigned to Class 77, Daisuke and his team were going over the last minute strategies. They had already practiced everything they could, all that was left was to put it all in action. Nekumaru had taken over for Daisuke as team captain, since he was the Ultimate Team Manager, the black haired teen thought he would be better suited for the position. He was standing next to Sonia and Hiyoko, a firm look on his face. The blonde dancer looked at him, a smirk on her face.
"You scared?" she asked.
"Hell no, I'm confident we'll win. Just curious about how this will all turn out is all." he said, crossing his arms.
Much like the rest of the guys, he had been wearing a white tee shirt with a pair black shorts and tennis shoes. All of the girls were wearing tank tops, with short blue shorts and tennis shoes. Each shirt however had been custom made with their names and their Class number. It had been a last minute choice by Hina who wanted something to remember the day by.
"I'm confident too, all of the taunting has been getting annoying." Sonia remarked, earning nods of agreement from the others.
"I am a bit worried though. Tomohiko is a beast of a man, I'm sure his throws hurt quite a bit." Takane said, a worried look on her face. She was picking her hair up, placing it into a loose ponytail. Kazuichi smirked, wrapping his arm around her waist.
"No worries sweetheart, we'll beat them...besides I made myself some strength enhancers to throw the balls farther and harder." he said, gesturing to the black mechanical braces on his arms.
"I will be making the most of the field and using my footwork to my advantage. I may not have a sword, but I can still be useful." Peko replied, cleaning her glasses with her shirt. Fuyuhiko hissed, crossing his arms.
"I guess I can use my height to my advantage." he said.
"My grand powers of darkness shall aid me in our endeavor. Our kingdom shall be cemented in history, and we will all dine in Tartaros like kings!" Tanaka cried out, his arms over his head.
"Class 77, it's game time!" the referee, a student from class 76A called out. They all cheered loudly, slamming all of the locker doors closed. Nekumaru lead them out into the gym, the lights blinding them a bit as they made it out into the field.
Daisuke was a bit nervous. Every student of Hope's Peak Academy was watching them. That included the Reserve Course as well. He looked at the crowd, spotting some familiar faces. All of them were seated by Class so it was easy to spot them. Every single spot was filled to the brim, all of them holding signs either cheering them on, or talking them down. The Ultimate Cameraman aimed his camera at them, the feed being transmitted live through the academy. Sonia grinned brightly, waving at the camera, while most of the others just ignored it.
At the same time, The Student Council made their way into the gymnasium, earning loud cheers from the crowd. They were all happily waving at the crowd, while doing some last minute warm ups. A few P.E. teachers walked out of the back with two bags filled with red rubber balls. They started placing them down on the half court line, making sure they didn't roll away. Daisuke looked at each ball, counting them up mentally.
"Looks like there's enough balls for all of us to hold one." he said.
"That isn't good, that means there are more chances of us getting out first...what about the strategy? Do we run for them or not?" Teruteru asked, looking a bit worried. He looked at Tomohiko who just grinned at him, cracking his neck. The boy shuddered in fear.
"Agile people get the balls. We'll let them throw first and catch whatever we can, that's when we set our plan into action." Daisuke said, earning a nod from Nekumaru.
"Alright then, now that both teams are here let us begin with the rules. If you are hit with a ball, you are out, if a ball bounces against the floor and then hits you, you are still in the game. Blocking can only be done with other balls. Each team must stay in their own side of the court, if you cross over the line, you are out. The golden ball will be rolled into the field when five players remain on either side. If you catch the golden ball, your entire team comes back, if you get it in the opposite teams hoop, its an instant win. Best two matches out of three wins the game, are the rules understood?" the referee cried out.
"Understood!" they all cried. The referee held his hands up, placing the whistle in his mouth.
The man lowered his arms, simultaneously blowing the whistle, the signal for the game to start. Instantly, half of Class 77 blacked away, while eight of them ran forward toward the balls, something that caught everyone off guard. Hina made it to the front first, instantly taking out Taro Kurosaki, which tripped on his own feet as he stumbled toward the balls.
Tsubasa managed to get Mahiru out, causing both teams to have lost a person already. Once everyone had gotten a ball, the game truly begun. Rubber balls were flying in all directions, everyone jumping to and fro to avoid them, however no one had been taken out of the game yet. Asukasei sneered, holding his arms out.
"What's wrong guys? Afraid to loose?" he cried out. Daisuke took aim at him, throwing his ball as hard as he could, nailing him in the face. The ref blew the whistle loudly.
"You're out!" he cried. Daisuke chuckled, high fiving Akane who had been laughing at the play.
"Goodbye, make sure to write us from the losing side!" the boy said, earning a sneer from the Ultimate Class Monitor.
"TEAM MOVE FORWARD!" Nekumaru shouted, holding a ball into the air. In that instant a hair of red rubber balls flew forward, pelting everyone who was in the front of the team.
"Tomohiko!" Tsubasa cried, earning a nod from the muscular teen. He grabbed an armful of balls and started throwing them back, taking out Takane and Teruteru who were in the middle. He aimed at Akane who easily dodged his projectiles.
"Missed me!" she cried, but was shortly nailed afterward, making her fall to the ground.
"Akane!" Sonia cried, getting rather angry. Daisuke tossed her a ball and she pulled her arm back, throwing it as hard as she could, nailing Tomohiko right in the junk. The young man howled in pain, falling to the ground.
"Ow, that will leave a mark." the commentator said, a cringe on his face.
"Now Dark Devas, activate your dark powers. Our magic will tear down this mortal realm!" Tanaka shouted, only to take a ball to the face.
"Oo, that wasn't good at all." the commentator cried, cringing a bit. Daisuke hadn't even noticed there was a commentator. He looked at the other team, noticing eight people had been taken out, versus their six. They were doing good at least.
"Nice job Sonia, I'm proud of you." he said, earning a smile from his girlfriend.
"Not the time guys, we need to take down Aiko, she keeps dodging everything." Hina said, taking aim at the young girl, who was still wearing her Pikachu hoodie. She easily dodged the ball, throwing herself to the floor. Fuyuhiko threw his ball at her, only for her to dodge it as well.
"I can see what you mean, she's getting tricky." he muttered.
His eyes narrowed as he focused on Ryota Someya who was keeping some balls closely to himself. The boy smirked at Daisuke, using his foot to roll one of the balls toward himself. He kicked it off the ground, and into the air. He moved out of the way, letting Shoji kick the ball as hard as he could, nailing Ryouta in the chest. The portly boy fell to the ground, wheezing loudly.
"Hey, that's a foul! He kicked the ball!" Hiyoko snapped.
"It isn't against the rules, as long as the balls connect, everything is fair." the referee said.
"Well if everything is fair then Ibuki can use her talent to the fullest." Ibuki cried, pulling a microphone from inside her shirt. She plugged it into a waist amplifier. She turned it on and screamed into it, breaking into a song. Daisuke shook his head, grabbing the ball by his feet.
"Curve the ball, you can control the balls trajectory." he thought to himself. His eyes locked on Kiriko, who dropped the ball in her hands. He ran forward, twisting his arm as he threw the ball. She let out a scream as the ball sailed around her, nailing Daiki in the face. The boy dropped to the ground, clutching his cheek.
"Yeah!" Daisuke cried, fist pumping happily.
"Daisuke looked out!" Hiyoko cried, pushing the boy out of the way, taking a ball to the side. He groaned in pain, clutching his elbow.
"You're out!" The referee cried, pointing at the blonde. She huffed, pushing herself to her feet. She clutched her side as she made her way out of the field.
"Dais, you okay?" Nekumaru asked, concern on his face.
"My elbow hurts, but I'll be fine." he said, standing up. He dodged Aiko's ball with ease, much to her dismay.
"We've lost people, what do we do now?" Hina asked curiously, keeping her eyes on the remaining council members.
Soshun hadn't done anything yet, still holding his ball. It seemed as if he was planning something. Mikan threw one of her balls, only for it to be caught by Tsubasa, bringing Asukasei back into the game. He kissed his girlfriend, taking the ball from her hands. Daisuke hissed, looking back at his friend.
"Take Soshun out, he's planning something." he said. Nekumaru nodded, throwing his ball at the Council President. He moved out of the way, the ball striking the wall with great force. He took his chance to throw his own ball, only for Ibuki to catch it.
"Ha, Akane's back in!" the gymnast cried, taking the ball from Ibuki. The council members started throwing their balls, with Daisuke deflecting several of them.
"Hey, that's cheating ref, he's deflecting our balls." Ryota called out.
"It's not against the rules kid. Keep playing." the large muscular man said.
"Ugh...this is so freaking frustrating." the blue haired teen shouted, throwing his ball as hard as he could. Daisuke did a handspring to dodge it, landing in a low crouch. He quickly stood up and spun on his heel, throwing his ball hard. Ryota swiftly dodged it, only to his ball to hit Jennifer in the leg, knocking her down.
"Ah...shit...what the fuck." she shouted.
"Jennifer is out. Also no swearing." the referee said, watching the girl limp off the field.
"Sorry." Daisuke cried apologetically. He heard Asukasei chuckle, and it only fueled his desire to win.
Nekumaru, take out the forward offense. I'll handle the back, Sonia I want you and Akane to handle the mid ranged throwers. Everyone else, defend yourselves, catch anything you see and keep the balls on our side."
"CHAAARRGE." Nekumaru shouted, throwing his ball as hard as he could, hitting a poor teen in the back.
His cry of pain echoed through the gymnasium. A savage war had broken out, and balls were flying left and right, some people quit, others got the pelting of a life time, and the others left the field with huge welts on their sides. After ten minutes, only the best players were left on either side. Asukasei threw his ball, nailing Tanaka on the side, taking him out of the game.
"Oh, that's another one down. Look, we have more people than you now. We're totally going to win, you all suck!" Asukasei said, aiming the insult to the entire team. Daisuke grit his teeth, and threw his ball as hard as he could, only for him to dodge it, the ball kept going, nailing Tsubasa dead in the gut. He cringed.
"Shit...sorry Tsubasa!"
"I'm..okay." she wheezed, trying and failing to stand.
"You asshole, you're going to pay for hitting her that hard!" the boy cried, throwing his two balls at Daisuke, who easily deflected them.
"You gotta try harder than that pretty boy!"
"Sit still damn it, god you are so annoying!" the blue haired boy shouted in anger.
"Goddamn dude, do you speak just to hear yourself or are you actually talking because you think what you say has some common fucking sense?" he asked, rather angrily. Karen threw her ball at Ibuki, only for her to dodge it entirely.
"Damn it. Sit still Ibuki...let me hit you." she shouted throwing several balls at a time, each one missing.
"Dude, your getting rid of our ammunition. Try and hit someone." Asukasei cried out.
"Got it. My target is locked." she replied. She licked her finger and held it up, as if to test the air current. She rubbed the rubber ball on her chest, and spun it on her finger, causing a few sparks to fly from it.
"Here we go." she shouted, throwing the now static covered ball at his target, Asahina. The girl shrieked, and rose her arms in defense, only for the ball to pass by her.
"Whew...that was a close one. I thought that one was definitely going to hit me." she said, not a second later, a rubber ball hit her in the face, knocking her to the ground. Asukasei and Karen shared a fist bump.
"The good old fake out." the Ultimate Secretary said.
"Dude, what the hell? That was a dirty trick, tell me you saw that ref." Ibuki cried angrily.
"Saw what?" the man said, looking up from his magazine.
"Karen just pelted Hina in the face. Aren't you gonna do something about it?" Daisuke called out.
"I didn't see it."
"Dude, why are you even here?" someone from the crowd cried out. Everyone started booing him. Daisuke sighed, shaking his head.
"Tch. Why make rules if your not going to enforce them? Time out." he called.
"Fine, you got five minutes." the ref said, blowing his whistle. The Ultimate Cameraman went over to the commentator, who started going over the current results of the game. Daisuke glared at both Karen and Asukasei, before walking over to Asahina, who was still a bit dazed, she was sitting on the ground, tears running down her face.
"Hey, are you alright?" he asked.
"No...my face hurts. I think I'm bleeding." she said, her face was red, obviously from the impact, and he did see a little blood leaking from her nose. He dug his hand in his pocket and pulled out small pack of tissues, which he used to soak up the blood.
"You'll be fine. You took that like fucking champion alright? I'll take care of them for you." he said confidently.
"I know, but it still hurts like shit." she said, pressing the tissue to her face. He glared back at the players that were left in the game. The ref rolled out the golden, ball, meaning there were only five players on either side.
Kiriko Nishizawa, Asukasei Hino, Ryota Someya, Karen Kisaragi, Aiko Umesawa. On his side was himself, Nekumaru, Sonia, Akane and Ibuki. He glanced at his classmates, who were all watching them intently.
"We need to pull off a win...that last pelting fight took out everyone we had...we are the most athletic ones left, so we need to avenge our team." He said.
"Yeah, but now that the golden ball is out, anything can happen." Nekumaru said.
"That's why we need you to guard the hope Old Man, I'll handle the front defense. Sonia sticks behind me and Daisuke aids in getting me ammo." Akane said.
"What about Ibuki?" the girl cried, raising her arm into the air. Daisuke smiled, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"You're the middle man...keep running around and make them throw the balls at you. That will give us more ammo to work with." he said. She grinned, shoving some chocolates into her mouth. Her pupils dilated a bit as the sugar started flowing through her veins.
"Have Mikan check you over Hina, we got this." Daisuke reassured, helping the girl to her feet. She walked over to where the rest of their team was, all of them cheering her on for a good game.
"Let's bring out our best, don't hold anything back!" Daisuke cried out, earning nods of agreement from his friends.
"Alright, Five minutes are up, continue." The ref shouted, blowing his whistle. Karen chucked her ball at Daisuke, only for him to backflip out of the way. Asukasei threw his ball as well, only for Daisuke to dodge it with a bicycle kick. Daisuke threw his ball, nailing him in the chest, knocking him to the ground.
"What the hell is that? You can't just flip around like that?" Karen cried out in anger. The Ultimate Story Teller smirked, shrugging his shoulders.
"My mistake, I thought you wanted us to bring our A-game, and we are. I had Akane teach me some Gymnastics while we were practicing. I'm a rather fast learning. I just applied what she taught me, along with the Kendo stances Peko showed me and put it all together. Try to hit me now." he said, a grin on his face. Akane hurled her ball across the court, nailing another poor Aiko who fell to the ground in pain. Only four people left.
"Give me all the balls, I'm getting this bastard out of here." Karen called out, the last of her team handed him all the balls, which he proceeded to throw at Daisuke, who ducked and weaved, dodging every single throw.
"We're out of balls."
"Well shit."
"Open Fire Akane!" Daisuke called out, urging Akane to start pelting the last of Karen's teammates.
Their cries echoed through the gym. Kiriko somehow managed to dodge the hail of incoming balls, standing on the court alone. She let out a scream, her face covered in sweat. Daisuke grabbed two balls from the floor and walked over to her, handing the ball to her.
"One on One, ten spaces." he said.
"Huh? Okay." she said softly.
"Come on Kiriko, you got this!"
"Take him out, wipe that sneer off his face." Asukasei shouted, still rubbing his chest.
Daisuke and Kiriko stood back to back, both breathing softly. The crowd had remained silent as the two started walking away from each other. Kiriko was shaking like a leaf the entire time, the prospect of being hit by a ball on the forefront of her mind. She didn't want to get hurt and she didn't want to hurt Daisuke either. They both reached ten and spun around, with the pink haired girl throwing her ball first. Daisuke easily dodged it. He gave her a smile, closing the distance between the two.
"Hey don't be scared, you did good." he said, tapping her arm. The ref blew his whistle, signifying the end of the first match. Daisuke ruffled Kiriko's hair, making her blush a bright crimson. He stepped back as the other council members surrounded her, pulling her away from him. Their over the top show really made him chuckle.
"Well, we won the first game, sick moves out there man. You really landed all of those jumps." Kazuichi said.
"What can I say, I love Jackie Chan movies...thank you Akane, for showing me how to do them."
"No problem Dais, any time."
"Okay team...we've won the first game, but that doesn't mean they won't go easy on them. We're all injured, so this next game won't be as strong as the first one. Let's give it our all nonetheless!" Nekumaru said, putting his fist out. They all did the same.
"On three, one...two...three!"
"Class 77B!" they all cried out, cheering loudly.
Even though they still had two games, Class 77 was confident that they were going to win. Daisuke had faith in all of his friends, and he knew it would make victory that much sweeter.
The second match went by much different than the first. Ibuki had been taken out first, so she hadn't been able to use her music to stun the others. Nekumaru and Akane were also taken out, leaving them without defense. It had been like a domino effect, even with Sonia getting pissed off and nailing four members in rapid succession, only for her to get taken out herself. The had lost the second match, giving the point to Class 76B.
The final match had been set twenty minutes after to give the teams some time to rest. It had begun shortly after, and all of the players had brought their A-game out. No one had been hit, making it the longest match they had. It wasn't until about an hour later that Daisuke was able to hit Aiko, taking her out of the game. After that they just waited to have all of the balls and pelted each and everyone as hard as they could. Well, except Kiriko who had gotten tapped by Daisuke again, so she wouldn't suffer in pain.
In the end, Class 77B had defeated the Student Council, causing the entire school to start cheering loudly. Daisuke dropped to his knees, panting a bit after the longest dodge-ball match he had in his life. His friends joined him shortly after, congratulating him for a good game. He just gave them a tired look. The cameraman wondered over, along with one of the commentators.
"Nice job you guys! You totally dominated the Council, how were you able to do it?" the commentator asked, holding the microphone out to Daisuke.
"Team work, mostly." he said.
"And now that you've won the first event, what will you choose as the next one? And against which class?" he asked. Daisuke was about to speak when Hiyoko pushed him out of the way, grabbing a hold of the microphone.
"We challenge Class 77A to a Paintball fight against our class. There's no turning back either, you are all going down. We'll prove once and for all that 77B is the best class in this school!" she cried out. She tossed the microphone back to the teenager, walking off with her class.
"Well you heard it here folks, Class 77A has been challenged to a paintball fight by Class 77B, how will it turn out? Will they win, or will Class 77A school them at their own game? Looks like we'll find out soon enough!"
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"Nice hustle guys, we fucking rocked!" Nekumaru shouted, earning tired cheers from his friends.
"Even with Hina's injured face, we were able to win...thanks to everyone, we can finally settle our score with 77A." Daisuke said.
"You wanna know something, we've never had beef with them...so why are we going against them exactly?" Kazuichi asked curiously.
"I dunno, seemed like fun to me." Hiyoko added.
"Same here, let us prove that we are the best of the best. We've already played two games of Paintball, but now it isn't against each other. Now it will be Sixteen on Sixteen, 77A vs 77B. We'll need to make sure our aim is true and our weapons are primed and ready to go." Sonia said, getting into her military persona.
"Alright then, teach us in your ways Princess Sonia, we are at your mercy." Daisuke said, wrapping his arm around her waist. He planted a kiss on her lips, earning a giggle from her.
"Ahem?"
He glanced at Hiyoko who was glaring at them. He rolled his out, giving her a kiss as well. Everyone cheered for their victory, and were mentally preparing for the next event, hoping that they would come on top once more.