Yoshiya Kamelot
âWelcome, students!â the principal had begun, continuing to drone on and on about school and random shit like that.
Sighing loudly, the pink haired youth hand his hands through said hair and grumbled under his breath, wanting nothing more then to not be here.
Dammit Yoshi, get your own ass out here and get control of your body dammit! the not-Yoshi growled mentally, hoping one of the others, if not the original himself, would here him.
Your own fault KaiâŠif you want to, I can come out afterwards, but I need Bach and I donâtâŠI donâtâŠyou like people. I donât. SoâŠplease? the meek voice of Konni-chan answered him back. Wanting to scream in utter frustration and anger, the youth known as Kai buried his head in his head and bit the insides of his palms, groaning.
âYou are all dismissed,â Mr. whatever-fuck-his-name-was, droned on, his speech or whatever coming to an end thank god, Kai was ready to kill someone. Well Kain was, but whatever, âOnce you put your things in your rooms, feel free to explore campus and speak to the staff as you like. It is five oâclock now, so you have one hour before dinner. Bedtime is at nine, and lights out at nine thirty. Weâll be checking,â
Kai snorted, drawing the attention of some of the other me. Nine thirty? That used to be when his night started. Fuckinâ school. He didnât need to be âfixedâ just⊠âpunishedâ as Konni and Yoshi liked to put it so bluntly. To Kai and Kain, it was like living in hell. He knew it.
Hell.
When the principal waved his hand in final dismissal, Kia all but leaped for joy, wanting nothing but to get the fuck out of there. After taking a few strides, he turned as he heard someone start to talk, and loudly at that.
âGood day, citizens! I go by many names, but you may call me The Mask. Donât worryâI am just like you! So donât be intimidated by my appearance and please go about your daily business.â
Well heâs truly mentally fucked up if he thinks crazy ass shit like that Kain helpfully supplied, making the one in control smile amused.
If you promise not to kill anyone, hurt them, or making too much fun of them and I might just let you out.
Before Kain could answer, someone else replied, his soft, girly voice cutting through everything. Somehow. The kid was creepy like that. Cool, but fuckin creepy.
I wouldâŠKai? May I? I would like to see the school through my own eyes, if you would so please. the soft spoken and classical music loving personality asked politely, unlike the rest of them.
Nodding his head in agreement, Kai sat back down and leaned his head against his hands, sighing deeply, eyes closed.
Stretching, he sat up and pulled out his headphones and Ipod, pulling them in and placing one bud in his ear and relishing in the classical music that poured through the speakers.
Humming along with the notes, Konni got up and began to walk out of the, smiling at many of the other students as he passed, but giving a wave to a green haired boy and another pinkish haired dude, just a tad pinker than Yoshi himself.
After leaving the auditorium, where the speech was held, Konni felt he was in no rush to put his stuff away, not caring for the company of others, preferring to just have it be him and his music. And the others of course, but they were a part of him in a way, so it didnât matter.
After what seemed like only minutes later, Konni arrived at his destination, the dorm room number glaring in black letters against the white door. 2. Not his favorite number, but he took what he got.
Now it was time to blast said lovely music and start to unpack. Oh, what joy.