Sakura Court - Part 11 (Crossover)
This story is not canon. It is based in one of my wife’s and my RPG worlds, this one being set in a family neighborhood. The households are usually large, and are made up of some of our favorite fandoms.
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Sakura Court – Part 11
By Haruka (haruka@ymail.com)
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I actually like school. Not for the lessons – those I could do without. No, what I like about school is that it gives me an excuse to get out of my house, to a place where my other ‘family’ members either won’t or can’t go.
Except for Ryotaro. He DOES come here with me and I like it that way.
We were in Math, and Ryotaro was sitting beside me, with the window on my other side. He caught my eye and smiled at me. He has a great smile. Funny thing, he says the same about me.
Ryotaro and I used to be Kamen Riders with separate trains on which we travelled through time, fighting evil Imagin. The few good Imagin were our partners – I had Deneb, while Ryotaro had Momotaros, Urataros, Kintaros, Ryuutaros and sometimes Sieg. As you can tell, Ryotaro was an Imagin magnet.
Deneb and I were close then, although I snarked at him all the time about trying to feed me Shittake and making friends for me. Now that we weren’t fighting the bad guys anymore, Deneb had become even more of a ‘mommy’ to me than he was before, but I could deal with it better now. Why? Because a) He had others to mother as well, b) I had Ryotaro, and c) We could both come to school as a break from being (s)mothered by Deneb.
Our teacher started blabbering about some new formula and I was listening (more or less) when a note appeared on my desk. I glanced toward the teacher to make sure she wasn’t looking, then unfolded it as quietly as I could and read it.
‘Yuuto, did you want to go to the mall after school? Ryotaro.’
I probably could have just looked over at him, caught his eye, and nodded, but writing a note back would be more fun.
‘Ryotaro, yeah, that sounds cool. Hey, did you hear what happened at the doughnut shop with Rei? He’d have made a great Kamen Rider. Yuuto.’
I carefully slipped the note onto his desk when the teacher wasn’t looking. I made a few dutiful scribbles in my Math notebook until a new note was tossed on my desk.
‘Yuuto, Rei already is a Kamen Rider when he has his Silver Fang Zero armour on. Ryotaro.’
I chuckled. He was right. Rei really was a great Kamen Rider already. I wondered how he would have fared if he’d lived on Zeroliner and had Deneb trying to force Shittake down his throat all day. Although for all I knew, Rei LIKED Shittake.
Nah, no one in their right mind liked those awful things.
Over in the next aisle I saw Fukami Gou lean over to murmur to Rei. Now that I thought about it, Gou was almost a Kamen Rider, too. He had the mask in his GekiViolet guise, but no cycle. Maybe when you were a JyuKen user, you didn’t need it.
I heard a buzzing sound and saw Rei pull out his cell phone quickly, keeping it under the desk. He stopped the buzzing, then glanced up to make sure the teacher was still occupied. He read the text message he’d received and with the angle he was holding it at, I was able to see it, too:
‘Rei, can you tell Shuta that I have that manga I borrowed from him in my locker? I’ll give it to him after class.’
I couldn’t quite see the name at the end of the message, but obviously it was someone who knew that Rei sat near enough to Shuta to give it to him. Problem was, Shuta’s desk was empty.
I had seen him in class that morning, and from Rei’s frown as he glanced toward Shuta’s vacant seat, I knew he was remembering that, too. Then he gasped and covered his mouth. “Mitsu!” he hissed urgently to Shuta’s brother, but the teacher looked his way and he had to sit back. When the teacher started his class lecture again, Rei quickly scribbled out a note and tossed it into Mitsu’s lap. Mitsu picked it up and as he read it, I watched his eyes grow large with horrified realization.
“AUUGH!” he yelled out, startling everyone, “”Naoya’s gonna KILL me!”
Then he was out the door.
A moment passed when everyone just sat there stunned, then a hum of conversation started up.
“What on Earth just happened?” Ryotaro looked at me.
Rei heard him and turned toward us, his expression dismayed. “I rode in with Mitsu’s family this morning, and three times Naoya reminded them about being picked up at noon for a rehearsal!” He smacked himself in the forehead. “Both of us forgot about it, and I’m the one who asked him to come with me to the doughnut shop for lunch! If Naoya does kill him, I deserve half that punishment.”
“Perhaps I can indulge you, Rei,” the teacher none of us had noticed approaching said from beside my desk. “IF my class doesn’t get back to normal before the bell rings.”
“Sorry, Sensei,” Rei apologized, then called out loudly, “Hey everyone, quiet down!”
Amazingly, it had the desired effect. Our teacher looked around in surprise, then shrugged, deciding not to look a gift horse in the mouth. “All right, now where was I …?” He found his place and began talking again.
For the next half hour, we actually worked on Math. The teacher finished explaining the new unit and we were given questions from the text to work on. It didn’t take long to finish them and then I was left bored again. I was thinking about writing Ryotaro another note when I heard more buzzing. This time it was Ryotaro’s phone!
His face turned red with embarrassment as he fumbled to shut off the cell, apologizing repeatedly to the teacher and class since they were all staring at him. I shook my head and smiled to myself. Poor Ryotaro. Ever since I’d known him, he’d had the worst luck in the world. But that was part of his charm.
When things again settled down, Ryotaro must not have been able to resist curiosity – he peeked at his text message. I saw the worried look cross his face and that got ME curious. “What is it?” I whispered.
He looked over at me. “Ryuutaros,” he murmured back. “It seems that he’s bored. Deneb wants him to work on lessons and he doesn’t want to sit still for them.”
“It’s rough, I guess,” I said slowly. “Having to study all alone. It’s hard enough some days to do it here with everyone else.”
“That must be it,” Ryotaro agreed. “It’s not that Ryuutaros can’t sit still – he can draw pictures for hours on end and be happy. But for studying I think he’d do better with others.”
“And that’s impossible,” I remarked softly. It really WAS too bad, but Ryuutaros’ was a pretty unique situation.
At that moment, we all heard a sudden keening cry from the next classroom that started low and ended loudly, “AhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHH, I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!”
Then through the window, we saw Kandou Jan running away, shucking his clothes as he tore across the soccer field. By the time he’d disappeared into the bordering woods, he was completely naked.
Once again we all sat in silence for a stunned moment, then Rei joked, “Looks like Mitsu started a trend; maybe we should check the hall for his clothes!”
Everyone laughed except the teacher, who tried to quiet them but finally gave up. As I closed my books, I saw Gou texting furiously on his own cell, no doubt asking his brother Retsu what had gone on in Jan’s class.
Yuuto
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End of Part 11
(2009)
No characters here are mine. Celebrities here are for fictional purposes only and none of the events within ever happened.
This fic is not to be re-posted.
CLASSIC!
Poor Jan *snerk*