"Yuki. Yuki. Wake up. Its time for school." Junichiro said to his daughter in a calm voice. "M..mom?" Yuki said with her eyes closed but then opening them. "Dad? Yes I will." "You know its the first day of school. I have been assigned as your homeroom teacher." Junichiro said to Yuki. He then went out of the room to make breakfast while Yuki got her uniform on. After breakfast they both drove to school. After parking at school, Junichiro handed Yuki a cigarette and they both had a smoke. "Well, first is the opening ceremony where all the students show up with their parents and then I will have to meet the parents of the students of my class." Junichiro said. Then Yuki responded: "Well that makes one parent less to meet since you are my dad. I will meet you in the auditorium." Yuki then left to the auditorium. Junichiro followed soon after. They both took a seat there.

ALex woke up he hated frist day of school the day where he has to bring his mom with him but on the brighter side she has been sober since yesterday so he won't have to worry about being taken to some orhpan home. He got up and his mom was already dressed she was very pretty thats why men would take advantage of her every night but she never got another child. He had her walk with him to school because he doesn't trust her driving since the last time he got into the car with her when he was six. When they got to the school his mother tried to hold him Alex moved away from her "Come on lets just get this over with then you can go back home." he walked with her behind him his hate towards her very clear to anyone that sees them. He sat in the middle of the auditorium his mom sat next to him and he moved a seat away from her "Don't sit next to me mom." he siad bluntly his mom didn't know how to react she knew her son had good reason to be mad at her but it hurt her when he acted this way when she coud feel his hate when she was sober.

Junichiro saw a familiar face sit down. He knew her and used to date her until she left him for another guy. Junichiro walked over to her and said: "Well, well. Who do we have here? I havent seen you since you left me for another man, Miss Black. This boy next to you must be your son. From which lover is he? From Ichigo? Or is he from someone else? That doesnt matter now. I live happily together with my 18 year old daughter now. She is that red head over there." Junichiro pointed towards Yuki. Yuki waved happily at them.

The alarm clock started screaming at her and Mikura instinctively smacked it off the table next to her futon. Almost immediately, she took out a cigarette and lit it, thinking about the school day. She wasn’t too interested, but at least it was her last year. She heard her grandmother dashing around to get ready and smiled. The older woman was so excited about Mikura going to school. She said it was so that she didn’t have to worry about her getting into trouble, but she knew she had a boyfriend down the street: Suka-San.

“Mi-chan! Put out that cigarette and come eat breakfast!” Obaa-san said before her head appeared at the top of the ladder to Mikura’s room. “Hurry up. I have things to do, people to see!”

“Yeah! Suka-San!” Mikura laughed before she put out her half done cigarette and started getting ready. She pulled on her short black skirt with her thigh high black socks and boots. After running around her room topless for a moment, looking for her school shirt, she found it and tugged it on, as well as the nearly perfect black blazer that hung near her ladder. Almost perfect, except for the spikes on the shoulders and chains coming out of the pockets.

“Not almost perfect, then,” she said to herself as she laughed and pulled on her sunglasses. Climbing down, Obaa-San was staring at her.

“Are you really going to school like that?” she asked, giving her granddaughter the once over. The look Mikura gave her was all she needed. “Alright. Fine with me. Your mother would probably enjoy your rebellion. She was the same way.”

After breakfast and locking the door behind them, Mikura sat in the passenger’s seat with her bag and guitar. She started head-banging when Obaa-San put on one of her CD’s, but when they pulled up to the school, her hair was a mess and she felt woozy.

“You should have thought about that when you decided to head-bang after breakfast. Stupid,” her grandma said as she closed her door and held her arm to walk into the auditorium. Not because she didn’t have confidence in walking, but because she was sure Mikura would fall over and puke if she didn’t.

“Baa-Chan, you know you don’t have to be here. It’s for the professors to meet the kids’ parents, and if you didn’t notice, I don’t have any,” Mikura teased, pointing at herself while the older woman rolled her eyes.

“I might as well meet your teacher anyway. I need to warn him,” she laughed as Mikura smiled widely and escorted her to a seat near the back for a quick get away.

Isaac woke up in his apartment. It was small, but definitely accommodating. He got dressed in his usual clothes, the uniform itchy and therefore rejected. Walking out the door to his room, he waved to Mrs. Kusanko. She was a nice lady, although she firmly believed that Isaac was 28. Which was actually understandable, as Isaac was seven feet tall. As he left the building, he hopped on the bus conveniently located on the same block, lighting a cigarette at the same time. He paid his fare, and waited. After he had arrived at the school, Isaac walked through the halls, ignoring the stares that were occasionally passed his way. He stopped caring about that a while ago. When he had reached auditorium, he halted briefly, stubbing out his cigarette. Walking in, Isaac noticed that even the parents were all a head shorter than him. He wasn't really annoyed with this fact, just intrigued. He sat down in the front, his mismatched eyes acting up. The green one sometimes stung like hell. Damn Heterochromia.

Misa late as usual ran into the school her bag in one hand and a text book in another her long hair getting in her eyes she shook her head in a small attempt to get them out of her face once she reached her class she opened the door breathing heavily "misa takashi here sorryfor being late!" she noticed an empty chair and desk it was close to the back window she sat down fixing her long brown hair which reached her waist she fixed her uniform once settled in she looked around at the new faces none familar to her suddenly she felt butterflies in her stomach she looked down at the text book she placed on the desk she opened it and flipped through the pages trying to get over the shyness and nervousness that seem to be overwhealming her now she moved some hair behind her ear and she looked up at the board she tilted her head to one side slightly <god how can i be late on my first day> she thought to herself

Alex didn't really take interst in the man but then his mom said something "Actually Junichiro he is your son after you I found out i was having a baby I tried contacting you but I couldn't find you at all." Alex eyes went from calm to leathal in a matter of seconds he grabbed Junichiro by the neck and lift him up off the ground "You bastard! You left me alone with her!" he was ready to kill the guy he tightened his grip on Junichiro.

She looked up hearing alex and them "he's your dad?! my mom said im attending this school cause hes my dad and this will be the only way for me to meet him cause he ditched her" she stood up from her seat her hands against the table "whats going on here" her soft voice now harsh and loud she clenched one hand into a fist as she stared at them "i demand to know whats going on" her eyes were fillied with confusion she walked up to them "names misa takashi" se said before anyone could ask who she was or anything

Yuki came out of nowhere and landed a hard punch into Alex, freeing her dad from his grip. "Leave dad alone. First off, its not his fault. Many women left him and cut off contact because he never really matured in appearance. Second off, you need to forgive him, even if he isnt at fault." Yuki said trying to calm Alex down. Junichiro then said: "She is right. I kept on trying to find the perfect girl who would accept my appearance but everyone left me for guys who looked more like guys. Even if you are mad, you need to forgive me. I didnt even know I had a son and your mom never left a message or so." Junichiro then notice a girl walk up and said: "Nice to meet you Misa. It seems like I finally met two students of my class. *sigh* And they seem to be my children. How can I get more surprised? Well, the opening ceremony is about to start and I have to introduce myself in front of the new students. By the way, I am Junichiro Takata, age 37, homeroom teacher of class 2A." He walked with his daughter Yuki back to their seats.
"Welcome students to a new year at our school. Bla bla bla bla bla bla." After a few minutes the principal annouced class 2A and called Mr. Takata up to the stage. "Hello I am Junichiro Takata. I am the teacher for Art, Music, History, Literature and Chemistry and the homeroom teacher of class 2A. To clear some confusions: I am a guy. Nice to meet you all." Junichiro said finally bowing to the audience.

Kai woke up, immediately looking at the clock and screaming. "Onii-Chan!! how could you!" he said, screaming at the boy next to him. "Kai! urusai!" the older boy said, jumping up as soon as he heard Kai. The younger boy had gotten a little scared the night before when there had been a thunderstorm so he had just stayed over at his best friends house, who he had started calling Onii when he was very young. "Geez! you trying to break my ear drums?" he asked, watching Kai jump up and run into the bathroom, quickly taking a shower and brushing his teeth. He stayed at Kataro's house more then his own, so most of his stuff was there anyways.
"I'm late! kuso kuso kuso~!" Kai said, running around the room in a panic, trying to get ready quickly, which was very hard for him to begin with. "You want me to come? since your mom's gunnu be there and everything?" Kataro asked, staring at the other boy in wonder, he could be laid back and late to everything one moment, then in a rush and can't be late the next. "I'll be fine, it's just for a little bit, then she'll probably leave anyways" Kai said, hopping on one leg while putting one of his shoes on. "Okay, don't let no weird guys hit on you, I don't want to have to pick you up from any other state again" Kataro grumbled, starting to go back to sleep already. "Yeah, I'll be fine, bye!" the younger boy said, already running out of the house.
Kai ran to the school, barely getting missed by a car on the way. When he got to the front of the school, his mothers car was parked across the street, "Kai! honey! where were you last night? I was worried!" his mother said, running over to him. "Why are you wearing a girl's uniform? everyone will think you're a girl!!" she said, reaching out to fix his hair. "Keep your hand's to yourself please" Kai said, ducking quickly and beginning to walk into the school. His mother sighed sadly and followed him.
By the time Kai got to the auditorium, all he heard was 'Nice to meet you all', "Baka Onii-Chan, baka baka~" Kai mumbled, sitting in the closest empty seat, his mother sitting next to him. Kai narrowed his eyes, refusing to look at her, but didn't do anything.

Mikura was talking quietly with her grandmother when the girly looking man walked up on stage. She wasn’t really into the feminine look, but she KNEW he was older. She elbowed Baa-Chan and pointed. “What do you think about that one, Baa-Chan? Kinda cute, huh? And my homeroom teacher!” she snickered quietly before the older woman’s hand took a vice grip like quality on her arm. “Ow!”

“I don’t want you to think that man is cute! I don’t want you to look at him ever again!” she hissed, her happy façade disappearing for one of anger. Mikura just looked at her in wonder and blinked a little bit.

“What’s wrong, Baa-Chan? Jealous that I could get a guy like that and the only one you’re interested in is Suka-San?” Mikura grinned before popping a cigarette into her mouth. The moment that his little speech was over, she was going to make a run for it and smoke before going to classes. As she checked out the teacher, her grandmother smacked her in the head.

“Stop it, Mikura! He’s…”

Rubbing her head, the teen glared at the older woman. “He’s what? Too old for me? Too feminine?” she hissed, trying to keep her voice down. Looking around, she only saw one other person that looked her type, but the rest of them were lazy looking kids with their parents.

“He’s your father!” her grandmother said in a low, dark voice, and almost immediately, Mikura’s hand flew to her mouth and she ran out of the auditorium to throw up, not caring if she ran into people or made a scene during the assembly.

After throwing up outside, she screamed loudly. Not because she had found her father that had been absent for 18 years, but because she had had fantasies about him in the first five minutes of seeing him on stage. Her entire breakfast was now on the ground, and she was crying.

“WHY ARE ALL THE HOT ONES TAKEN, GAY, OR MY DAD?!” she screamed, tears streaming down her face.

Misa just blinked <were all family?> she thought to her self her usual bright blue eyes were dull almost emotionless she was more then confused but was accepting everything she was hearing she didnt even second guess it atleast not at the moment. she turned to see someone run out "guess not everyone can take this news so easily" misa said to herself there were a few minutes left before classes started she left the assembly to the large hall she leaned against the wall across from the door she fixed her har once more tying it up into a ponytail she opened her bag digging through it "found it" instead of her bag being full of school boos it was full of hair bows makeup even a change of clothes she fixed the bow into her hair even putting a bow on the strap of her uniform to give it some of her own personal style usually misa would be in her first class but now she was just lost in thought she just met her father all she could do was say her name? her back slid down the wall till she was sitting down on the floor "mom wasnt joking when she said it wouldnt be easy huh" he said to herself her usual calm collected self was confused and a big mess

Isaac blinked slowly. His teacher. He had seen his face before, in pictures his Mother had shown him. His dad. "Knew this would happen sometime. Found him!" He was surprised with himself for not passing out. The man mountain got up, his chair squeaking a sigh of relief. He strode out the door, and quickly found himself enraged. This man had left him, with his mom. I mean, he at least could have showed his face ONCE! Isaac sighed, and walked out of the school. He spotted a horrifically traumatized girl crying her eyes out. And puked, judging by the multicolored pavement. He walked up and sat down on a stump next her. He knew what she felt like, for when his mom died, he had her blood on his face. He never forgot that. "Miss. I'm sorry." His voice was gruff and obscured, but his eyes were soft. "I'm mad too." He took out a pack of Cigarettes. "Want one?" He said, placing it next to her. "I have whiskey. Helps with the sadness too." He sat there. "I'm scaring you aren't I?"

Mikura pulled out the black, skull embroidered handkerchief out of her coat and wiped her mouth off before she tried to pull herself together and look over at the person next to her. She was sort of glad she wore waterproof mascara today. Drying her eyes she smirked and took the cigarette from the ground and pulled out her Zippo.

She hadn’t said anything as he talked, but at his final question, she glanced at him and laughed. “No way, man. The only thing that scares me is the fantasies I just had about my father… before I knew I was related to him. Thus, the…” She motioned to the puke. Sucking in some smoke, she leaned back against the wall and indiscreetly started to check the guy beside her out.

Stop it! After what you saw in there, this guy could be his kid, too! She yelled at herself and closed her eyes before rubbing her forehead. “Thanks for the cig, by the way. Pretty sure I’m out,” she laughed as she took out her cigarette holder and flicked it open. “Yep! All out! You’re a life saver,” she smirked and held out her hand. “I’m Mikura.”

Alex didnt really hurt from the punch he caught off guard he was still pissed "I am going to kill him I swear I am." his mom sighed she didn't know what to do so she got up and left him alone and went to a bar. Alex didn't care he calmed down alone "I will never forgive him or her for bringing me here damn them both." he was relaxed again but he knew he had to keep a level head at school. He wanted to leave to go to the fight club be around people who actually cared for him who wants to talk to him he hated the people of this world they never care its high school no one cares.

Kai sighed, actually glad he had been late for once, now his mother could just go back home and he'd have a boring but nice day. He stood up, expecting to see his mom already leaving or something, but she was just staring into space. "Ano..... are you okay?" he asked, looking down at her, she turned her head, looking at his eyes. "Th.......that was your father..." she said, looking at him, but her eyes looked like she was somewhere else, ".....what?" Kai asked, looking at her in disbelief. "You heard me.... he's your father" she snapped, all of a sudden coming out of her daze and standing up. Kai felt weird, happy in a weird way, but also almost as if he was about to cry. His mother had never told him anything about his father, and always avoided any questions he had, never telling Kai anything about him, so Kai felt hurt. Not only at his mother, but also at his father, it felt as if he didn't care. He'd always felt like that about his father, but had always wanted to meet him, to actually know that his father existed.
Kai broke, tears coming into his eyes. He walked out of the building, tears streaming down his face, and for once he didn't hide his emotions. His mother just stared at him, narrowing her eyes then walking back to her car, leaving her son and not really even caring anymore. When Kai got out of the building, he fell onto the curb, bringing his knees up to his chest and just began sobbing. He could never deal with strong emotions well, he was just so confused and hurt, not knowing what to do, and that's what he hated the most, not knowing what to do and dealing with unfamiliar things.

Alex looked at his dad for a second and really finnaly got a look at him and he turned pale "I though the reason I used to look like a girl was because I looked like my mom not my dad!" he had a funny yet exhusted face "I really don't know who I get my looks from now" he remembered he got his tattoo because he hated lookinh alot like a girl so he became a full member of the fighers underground club and got his tattoo number 69. Then fought alot and grew his muscles and he went from looking like a lady to a man now he is very pround of that to he still goes pale when he sees his old photos of him when he was younger.
(I made side notes below the bio it has a pic of him at fourteen when he looked like a girl and the guy who was the cloest thing to a father he ever got)

Misa watched kai leave the school building she forced herself back onto her feet and she followed Kai out noticing his mom driving off "psh what a mom she is to leave her son crying" she rolled her eyes and walked over to kai she reached her hand out to help him up she moved her bangs to one side with her other hand her blue eyes watered but didnt let a tear fall she forced a smile to help comfort kai or a small attempt to. "i know how you feel" her voice cracked as she was still holding back her own tears "but come on and get up..the ground is filthy" her voice still cracked but it was much softer and smoother this time she hated to see so many people down her bangs fell back into place she just rolled her eyes not bothering to fix her bangs a second

When Junichiro left the stage he notice a few of his students missing. "Yuki please come with me. I need to find your half brothers and sisters and the other students. I will eventually have to cheer them up. I hate it when women do tell me when they get kids from me. I never even got the chance to see them." He said taking Yuki with him. He found Misa and Kai outside. "I know this is a shock for you but it is the same for me. I didnt even know and want forgiveness and to make it up somehow. But I wont make it up by giving you excellent grades through the year. You will have to earn them like everyone else. Now why dont you follow me to find the others and go to the classroom." He said to Kai and Misa.

(Sorry about the absence! School started up again!)

Isaac laughed and shook her hand. "Well, your my half-sister!" He began to get up. "So. I'll find our dad and have a talk with him. Get this all worked out, eh?" He walked a short while and located Junichiro. He towered over his newly found parent, his face set in stone. "Hello. Your my father." He grasped Junichiro's shoulder what he thought was a normal grip, but was probably breaking bones. "You need a beard." He said simply. Isaac had heavy stubble, to the point of beard acquisition. His voice was ridiculously gravely, so he growled more than he spoke. "This place got a gym?" Isaac accidentally tightened his grip, and heard a quiet pop. Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.....

"Thanks" Kai said, looking at Misa with a small smile. When Junichiro came up he just stared as he talked, then stood up and gave him a small bow "I wouldn't want my gades just given to me anyways" he said softly, but loud enough to be heard. He followed when he was told to, just staring at the ground as he walked, biting his lip nervously.

After shaking the man...er...boy's hand and he disappeared, Mikura stood up and stretched. She felt dumb for checking him out because he was her brother, and turned around to punch the wall. She stared at the blood on her fist and rested her head against the warm bricks. "Fuck," she whispered and closed her eyes. The last thing she wanted was to meet her father, and it seemed like it was going to turn out that way. It wasn't as if she had had a bad life without him. In fact, she didn't even have her mother, either. Why would she care?

"Wonder how Baa-Chan's taking this news," she whispered to herself and sighed. She finished her cigarette and walked back into the auditorium. Her grandmother wasn't there, probably gone when she figured Mikura wouldn't come back, but her bag and guitar were leaning against the wall close to the door. On them was a pack of cigarettes.

"Ah, Baa-Chan... Always watching out for me," she laughed as she picked up everything and started her way to her homeroom. She saw some students look at her and make faces, but she just gave them the finger. Many girls took offense, and many guys looked away disgusted. She just shrugged it off, glaring at them. It's not like little boys like them were on her radar.

Stepping to the door to her homeroom, she huffed and pulled out another cigarette and lit it. She was NOT going to go into class without one. When she opened the door, she blew out a cloud of smoke and walked into the back of the room, sitting behind her desk, and slamming her boots on the desk, not caring if her skirt rode up.

"no problem" she repliedto Kai as she rolled her eyes with an attitude to Junichiro she brush past him flipping her hair as she heard issac making she pulled out a lollipop and popped it into her mouth as she walked down the halls to her assigned class her heels made a bit of noise but she slipped into her desk placing her bag down "hmph lets get this over with" she went from friendly to attitude B.. lets not finish that word towards Junichiro. she leaned back against the chair as she glanced around the room seeing everyone was still outside of the class talking to him she brought all her hair to one side as she was still fidgeting with the lollipop her blue eyes finaly dry from the tears she fought back for awhille now her bangs still in her face she didnt want to be mean but so any emotions were building inside of her "i'll apologize soon as he gets in the class" she spoke to herself once more

Alex sighed he had to pass by Junichiro so without changing course he flew right by him knocking shoulders with him Alex noticed he had a big height advantage over him as well as every other physical build as him. Alex went right into class went to the back of the room and sat down he didnt even look or seen the girl next to him Alex rage was renewed when he has to pass his father he was so pissed that he yelled and tore out a bolted in desk and slammed it back down the legs dug into the floor its self and it wouldnt even budge at all like it was bolted to the floor again "Damn him."

"Not a problem. Isaac is it right? I think you snapped a finger because my shoulder is fine. I might not look it but I am the vice national champion in ninjitsu and last years champion in Zui Quan. I can withstand a lot. Yuki here is the was the junior champion last year and placed third this year in Zui Quan." Junichiro said. He noticed Alex walk past him seeming kind of angry still. Then Alex seemed to have thrown a desk. "Oh boy. He gives me the fault for leaving him and his mother alone although I didnt even know about him. Plus his mother was the one who left me. Yuki why dont you already go to class. I will follow soon." Junichiro said.
Yuki went into the classroom and went to Alex. "Hi! I having introduced myself yet. I am Yuki Takata." She smiled. Then her face turned dark and serious: "I recommend you not to touch dad or I will make sure you spend the next three weeks in the hospital. You better not underestimate me just because I am a girl." Yuki then sat down at a spot in the front row. She turned around and said: "My dad may seem like a nice guy and so, but that can change if you hurt me."