Otoushiwa no Baka. (Humorish story. DC based.)

~ Deka no Hakaru ~
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Otoushiwa no Baka!
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Chapter Four
Crashed Store, Drugs, and Sexism.

Well somebody told me,
That you had a boyfriend,
Who looks like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It’s not confidential
I’ve got potential.

Gilly sighs to herself and looks around the classroom that was filled with noisy students. She really didn’t like being here. Everyone was too loud and there was already a lot on her mind. Of course, no one seems to notice this, because she always wore that dopey yet heart-warming grin of hers. She blinks slowly.

“God… Why do I have such a damn headache?” she moans gently, rubbing her forehead. She hadn’t had much sleep the night before, she kept dreaming of elephants… Pink elephants, at that. She winces gently and barely opens her eyes to see Minomota-sensei looking at her in a concerning way. She smiles weakly, a fake one, and looks to her work.

‘Elephants… Damn them… I bet they were tap-dancing just to screw with my head the following morning… Hey… Why am I thinking about elephants again?’ she thinks with a blank stare which she didn’t know she was giving out, but Minomota-sensei sees it.

‘Damn… What’s wrong with Gilly-chan?’ Sean thinks, as he watches his student wince again and lean her head against the table, accidentally banging against it in the process. She groans in pain, and then becomes silent again. ‘What the hell is going on…’ Sean exclaims to himself, mentally. He then looks around the room to see Myoko looking very happy indeed. His eyes slightly narrow, knowing he couldn’t pry the answer out of her.

“Um, for the next equation, we are going to do Algebra.” He says with a small blink. a mass of groaning was his reply, an extra loud one from Gilly, who was now holding herself tightly, as if afraid she was going to fall apart, limb from limb.

‘The elephants… The elephants… Oh, God, I feel sick…’ she thinks, her vision beginning to blur up a lot, until she basically couldn’t see anything. ‘What’s going on…? Why can’t I see? Oh my God, I’m going blind!’ her mind screams, but all that comes out of her mouth is another painful groan that gathers with everyone else’s groans about something that she had no idea what it was, and hardly cared about for that matter.

‘What is it that’s bugging her? Is she sick? Food poisoning? Time of month?’ Sean questions himself harshly, getting a bit paranoid. ‘Could it be her groaning is about the Mathematics Algebra? She always hated that…’ he thought with a slight smile which was in his mind. If he smiled in front of everyone about their groaning of anguish and one student seeming to be in pain, he would look very demented indeed.

“Oh, look. The little whore’s in pain… Serves her right. Maybe she has an infection from banging up the male teachers and Keegan-kun…” Myoko’s sadistic voice echoes in Sean’s mind, his vision showing the girl grinning like a happy cat at his best friend’s pain. His eyes began to burn with rage as he watches the defenceless child who was still being picked on by the school whore. The nerve!

“Katsuma-san, I would appreciate it very much if you would be so kind as to,” he said calmly, seeing the girl suddenly turning her attention towards him and smiling innocently, yet flirtatiously, “SHUT THE HELL UP!” he finishes with a scowl. Myoko widens her eyes in shock and surprise, to the fact he was the first male teacher to tell her to shut up – the others would smile at her and ignore the situation immediately, and blinks slowly, holding back a gasp which came out silently.

Gilly heard some voices talking, and then some yelling, but she couldn’t make it out properly, her mind was going all foggy and her senses were being useless to her. She could only groan and pray for the pain to stop, but as much as she prayed, it fails every time and the pain even seems to double. She sighs to herself, her eyes watering.

‘I guess this is a punishment for something I must have done in the past life or something like that…’ she thinks miserably, and continues to hold herself together, strangely fearing that if she didn’t, she would probably faint or something. Warm tears run down her cheeks gently and splash onto the table which she was still leaning on.

She then heard the door open, then another voice, a male and familiar one… She couldn’t put a finger on it, but she guesses it was someone she knew from a class or something. Her mind continues to go blank as she hears the last part of the boy’s voice…

“Hey, I got the letter you needed, Minomota-sensei–” Blade says as he walks into the classroom with a letter in his hand, but is then cut off by the sight that was before him; Myoko was still recovering from a supreme amount of shock – ‘Probably Minomota-sensei turned her down or something…’ he thinks with a snarl. – And there was also Gilly, who was now shaking and mumbling something which didn’t seem to be English. “– Hey, Minomota-sensei? Is Otawari-san all right? She looks in pain…’ he says quietly.

Myoko’s patience then suddenly runs out, “What the hell is with the boys these days? Gilly this, Gilly that! Even Minomota-sensei seems obsessed with that damn slut!” she shrieks loudly, unaware of the angry face of Sean Minomota glaring at her.

“I think you’re the one who’s the slut, Katsuma-san.” He growls dangerously, which makes most of the class, even Blade, back away slightly. “And since when did the world revolve around you? You better get your damned head out of your arse before I report you.” He then, as if nothing has happened, sits down in his chair and looks to Blade.

“Take her to the Nurse’s Office.” He commands. Blade, witnessing the display of Minomota-sensei’s wrath, could only agree as he walks up to the desk which had the groaning girl’s head against it. He gently shakes her, only to hear another moan.

“It’s all right… Come on, we’re going to see the Nurse…” he says gently, as if he was talking to a child. He was then aware of the eyes that were watching him, he growls. “What the hell are you staring at?” he barks, and, as if in fear, the class suddenly return to what they were doing. Blade smirks to himself with a chuckle.

“Love it when they obey…” he whispers to the girl who is beginning to gain her hearing and sight again. Gilly slowly raises her head to him with questioning eyes.

‘Who… Who is he? That voice… I remember it… But… It’s so blurry… No, wait… It’s getting clearer… Hazel eyes… Gentle voice… Is that…?’ she thinks.

“Blade…? Blade Enderson?” Gilly asks suddenly, her voice weak. Blade nods politely in response. He had the urge to laugh, but couldn’t. He would have found it hilarious if it was Keegan or someone like that asking that question, but he didn’t find it funny about her asking it. Maybe, for one, Keegan knew who he was and not only his name, and also the fact Keegan wasn’t in the state this girl was in.

Blade gently helps the girl to her feet, who seems a bit limp at the moment. Within a few minutes, he finally gets her out to the hallway, where no eyes were prying at the two as if to accuse them of something that wasn’t true.

“Are you… Keegan’s friend?” asks Gilly, whose voice is a bit distant. Blade blinks.

“Um, yeah. Is he famous or something?” he replies with a question. Gilly laughs weakly.

“To Myoko, yes. But not to me, he’s like my bully, you could say…” she trails off, her eyes casting down. Blade couldn’t help but pity the girl; not only did she have other girls on her case, but she also had the stress of having Keegan, who was somehow the reason why the girls pick on her, being all smartass like to her. Blade sighs gently.

“Well, I know he’s a good guy deep down… You just need to know him better, I guess.” He answers, for some reason finding the floor very interesting. The two were silent for a bit, until Gilly suddenly tugs at Blade’s shirt. Blade looks at her confusedly.

“You won’t be mean to me, will you?” she asks, her eyes showing many emotions; fear, sadness, pain, and something else Blade couldn’t quite understand. He looks at her in the eyes, as if to prove he was listening, sometimes you just couldn’t tell.

“No. I won’t,” he says, only to feel the girl rest her head on his shoulder. He blushes slightly, he didn’t remember the last time a girl rested on his shoulder like that.

“You’ll… You’ll look after me, right?” Gilly asks, her voice awkwardly pleading, almost. Blade could only smile slightly; hardly any girl asked him that, either. But then again, Gilly was probably delusional by the whole situation and not sure of what she was saying. He places a hand on her head and whispers in her ear.

“Yes, I’ll look after you.” He says quietly, gently stroking the girl’s hair.
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Come on let me hold you
Touch you, feel you
Always
Kiss you
Taste you all night
Always.

Keegan blinks, listening to the song playing on his iPod, Blink 182, he wasn't sure if he even liked that band, but he knew that the song gave him strange, yet pleasant thoughts... Very pleasant...

He smacks himself and groans to himself. Why did he have to listen to such an erotic song? Then again, wasn't he Keegan Leiran? The boy who was rumored to be the most perverted male in the school? Well, in Blade's and Levi's eyes he was, anyway. But, according to them, he fancied Gilly; which he didn't, she was just a girl who was free for him to violate her mind and soul.

He rubs his temples gently; he suddenly had felt guilty for teasing and making a fool out of the blonde haired girl whose eyes reminded him of such innocence and carefreeness. Though, even though she bothered him with her constant know-it-all behaviour, he actually liked being around her; to hear her scream when she was in frustration, or when he'd hug her from behind.

He had to admit, he liked annoying her.

He liked it a lot.

It was as though he was in a rollercoaster of horror, and her shriekings were the fake cries of pain from the plastic corpses in the wooden coffins. Yet then again, he sometimes wondered why exactly he picked on her alone, expressed all the raw emotions of pain into her, as if she was a Barbie doll, ready to be broken apart and used to except such torment.

He sighs gently and looks back to his iPod, where he thought the song was finished, but then it started again in full volume, causing him to yelp loudly in surprise. "GAH!!!!!!!!!!"

Muyanami-sensei looks to the yelling boy and raises an eyebrow. "Is everything all right, Leiran-san?" he asks, not noticing the iPod which the boy had under his shirt. Keegan blinks slowly, and then nods.

"Um, yeah. It's all right, just have a headache..." he mumbles. Muyanami-sensei nods slightly, and then turns around to the blackboard to write again.

Keegan sighs slightly with relief. 'Now, what was I thinking again...?'

He then hears giggling; girlish and menacing giggling. He blinks, and slowly looks in the direction of the sound. To his unsurprisement, and anguish, who he saw was no other than school whore, Myoko Katsuma, and her gang of sluts and manwhores. The boys didn't seem to be laughing though, only the girls. Keegan narrows his eyes and pressures his hearing to listen.

"Did you get it done?" Syara asks, her hands on her hips. "Did she drink it?"

Myoko laughs. "She must have, little did she know the bottle of water that Ryu-kun 'bought' her actually had date rape drugs!" she howls.

The girls all laugh; but Ryu, as they call him, looks a bit saddened – guilty, even. Suddenly, Myoko's look of triumph goes pale.

"She has Blade-kun on her side now..." she hisses. "The damn whore was causing such a scene, Blade-kun had to take her to the Nurse's Office!"

Syara blinks. "Did he, like, send her there?" she asks.

"No!" Myoko growls. "He carried her there, himself!" The girls suddenly all growl darkly; the boys had now been discussing something else to each other.

"She will pay... If she wants to play fire with fire, we'll give her all the fire we have..." Myoko says evilly, her scowl forming into a smirk.

The girls then all laugh to themselves and walk away, out of Keegan's vision.

He blinks. "What was all that about...?" he questions himself silently.
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Burn burn,
Burn down the stations,
Burn burn,
Burn down the truth!

Charley, CJ, Alana and Kuro wander around the streets. They had been skipping the whole school week, and also had been pranking people as they go. Of course, today, they had no interest of pranking anyone, but they didn't feel like going to school either. So, they were heading to the mall, instead.

Charley looks through the stores that passed by; after noticing a certain one, she grins. "Hey, Alana? Wanna trash up Claire's?" she asks chuckling.

"Sure! But after we buy something? They have new chains and necklaces there!" Alana replies with a grin. Charley shrugs.

"Okay, we'll buy something, then we trash it." She answers.

Kuro and CJ roll their eyes. 'What is it with girls and shops...?' they thought.

Within less than ten minutes, the girls return from the shop with their bags of who-knows-what. They look to the two boys with large smirks.

CJ and Kuro smile a bit. The fun was about to begin...

CRASH! BANG! SMASH!

"GET OUT! GET OUT!"

CRASH!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

SMASH!

"STOP IT!!!!!!!!"

The four teenagers laugh to themselves and at the trashed up store in front of them. The jewellery was scattered all over the floor, the sweets were tripping people over, and the hair sprays were all over the walls.

"Hah! That was fun!" Charley howls as the four leave the mall for the day.

"Yes, very fun!" giggled Alana, following behind. "We should do that more often! Right CJ, Kuro?" she asks. The two boys blink.

"Um. Yeah..." they say at the same time, stuck in a daze at all the damage two teenage girls can do, until the Claire's manager chases them out, that is.
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Blade continued to walk down the corridor, holding an unconcious Gilly in his arms. She had fainted nearly ten minutes before, so he had to carry her in order to get her to the Nurse's Office. He didn't understand why he didn't just carry her on his back instead of carrying the fainted girl in his arms, like a type of scene where a man would carry his bride out of the church. All though, he preferred it this way; for one, he could actually see if she was getting better or worse, instead of depending on her quiet moaning of pain.

He sighs gently and looks to the girl in his arms. "Why is it that he picks on you, alone? Is there something about you? Like a sort of spell? Why is it that he can be so cruel to you, yet I am full of pity and sympathy for you, even when I am not supposed to? Can you answer me that?"

His only answer, was a small suppressed groan from the teenage girl.

He smiles a bit. "I guess she probably can't hear me with the whole of her case thing... Oh, there's the Nurse's Office." He says to himself as he continues to carry the girl and kicks the door open.

"Hey, Nurse?" he calls out. The Nurse, Doctor Myasami blinks.

"Blade, you still haven't learned how to knock, have you?" she calls back, not seeing the boy who was holding an unconcious girl. Blade sighs.

"It's important, there's something wrong with Otawari-san." He says.

Doctor Myasami walks out from her little office and into the main room. Her eyes widen. "This does look serious... Blade, place her on one of the beds, the room on the right is full of them."

Blade nods, and then opens the door with his foot – or, he kicked the door, rather, you could say – aware of the prying eyes that followed him as he walks into the room full of beds. The room was empty, unlike the waiting room, where there were people who found themselves free to spy on others.

He slowly and carefully lays the girl on a bed and brushes a lock of hair out of her face. A small smile creeps on his face as he notices that Gilly flinches slighty from the hair movement. He turns around to see Doctor Myasami grinning at him, as though eagerly expecting something.

"Just like Sleeping Beauty and the Handsome Prince." She giggles. Blade blushes like a beet root.

"No! It's not like that! I came in the classroom, she was sick, I took her here!" he protests. Doctor Myasami continues to laugh.

"Then why were you carrying her bridal style? Expecting a wedding?" she asks, trying her best to stiffle a laugh.

"Hey! She fainted and I had to carry her! I had to in front of me because then I could see if she was improving or not!" Blade answers, whining.

"Or, perhaps you wanted to stare into her face all day long...?" Doctor Myasami laughs heartily. Blade pouts.

"You're mean!" he complains. Doctor Myasami smiles.

"Love it or lump it, darling." She says and grins. Blade sighs.

"Women!" he says breathlessly in anguish.

"Sexism..." a tiny voice whimpers, which as they believed, came from the unconcious Gilly. Blade and Doctor Myasami blink, and stare at the girl.

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