Introduction
Kaketsu High: Kaketsu high school is where about 650 15 to 18 year old students get their education. The school has 25 classrooms, an auditorium, a large gym, two chemistry rooms, two art rooms and a cafe. Most of the students live in town but for those who come from other parts, there is a dorm with room for up to 200 students. Uniforms are serafukus and gakurans.
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Age (16 to 18 please)
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“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.
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"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.
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"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.
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“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.
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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.”
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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.
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(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)
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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.....
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"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.
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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."
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