Gaijin
Part 41
The Trap.
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Tony Stark was leaving his office. He had a cell phone resting between his ear and his shoulder. ôGreat. So, it's finished then?ö He paused as he walked through the lobby. The first floor was crowded and people pushed through the doors going about their business. ôTomorrow? Fine. It's going to take some time to get everything set up anyway. Yeah, that's great. So, we'll get it done in three days. That way you can have time to check things over, and I can get everyone up to speed on what's going on. Okay, I'll talk with you later, Yoshi.ö He went through the glass doors and onto the stairs that would lead him onto the sidewalk.
The parking garage was off to the side of the building. It was a multi level structure, and while he could have a car pick him up, he preferred to drive himself. He reached into his pocket and felt for his keys, using his other hand to put his phone into the opposite pocket. It was early in the day, not even noon. He was heading out to have a late breakfast somewhere. He could have gotten someone to bring it too him, but he wanted some air as well. Even if it wasn't very fresh in the middle of the city.
ôHey, kid.ö
The boy froze and turned. ôHuh?ö
Kajura was standing next to his partner, leaning down the railing at the bottom of the stairs. Saito waved at him with a cheerful grin on his face. The older cop looked far too happy to see him.
He scowled and turned to look at them. ôOfficers, what can I do for you?ö
ôWhat's that look for?ö asked the older cop as he moved up to block his path. His partner moved up beside him.
ôI can tell you're both up to something. What is it?ö He noticed they were boxing him in, but wasn't concerned.
The older Inspector chuckled. ôYeah. I was goin over your records. Standard stuff. That's when I noticed something, kinda odd.ö
ôThat would be?ö Tony knew the old man was dragging it out for his own amusement.
Saito shrugged. ôAccording to your records, you're only fourteen.ö
ôSo?ö scowled the boy.
ôDid pretty good getting yourself a seventeen year old wife,ö commented Kajura as he smirked at him.
ôThat's not illegal,ö grumbled the boy irritably. ôI know you think you've got something. Hurry up and tell me what it is, so I can work on disappointing you.ö
ôAccording to your records, you've never set foot in a classroom.ö Saito frowned at him.
Tony looked at him in confusion. ôSay what?ö
ôSchool isn't voluntary kid. You can skip high school if you want, but in this country, you're required by law to complete middle school. You can do what you like when you're legally an adult, but...truancy laws say I gotta make sure you're in classes.ö
The boy glared at him. ôHave you lost your mind? I'm a billionaire, I'm running a major corporation, I've got government contracts, scientific research centers, and...ö
ôYou've not even completed Middle School. Amazing accomplishments, really. Still, the law is the law.ö Kajura grinned at him.
Tony was dumbstruck. ôYou have got to be kidding me.ö
ôYeah. You used to be illegal. So, I can see how you missed all that school. Now that you're an upstanding legal citizen, well...ö Saito smiled at him.
ôI don't have time for this,ö growled the boy irritably.
Kajura shrugged. ôSo what? Like I said, the law and all.ö
The kid was absolutely livid. He glared at the pair. ôYou know I'm going to get out of this.ö
The older man shook his head. ôNah. I got a court order. I actually have to make you go. I got no choice in the matter, and neither do you.ö It was obvious he was really enjoying yourself.
Saito waved his hand. ôCome on, get in the car. We gotta cuff you, procedure and all. No hard feelings or anything, but you kinda irritated my partner.ö
Tony hung his head and growled as he allowed it. ôNah. I'll get him back for this later though.ö He looked over his shoulder. Kei was looking on with a blank expression on his face.
ôTony?ö
He shrugged. ôIt's nothing. They got me on something minor to irritate me.ö
ôWe aren't gonna hold him or anything,ö said Saito as he smiled at her. ôWe just gotta take him for a bit. He'll be home by dinner. It's nothing serious.ö
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Three hours later, he was sitting in an office with a scowl on his face glaring at an old man sitting behind a desk. The old guy looked grumpy and had a set of glasses resting on his nose. ôHeh. You're not the first punk we've had dragged in here. What was it? A gang? Thought you were too good, too smart for an education? Think you're tough do you, having a scar makes you all cool and hip?ö
He looked up at the old man. ôI'm a billionaire, getting close to the Trillion yen mark. I'm running an entire corporation, and I...ö
The old man looked at him with a deep frown. ôFirst year.ö
The boy blinked. ôHuh?ö
ôThat's where we're putting you.ö He looked at the papers in front of him. It was an electronic test, the type where you filled in the dots. He'd taken an aptitude test. ôYour basic skills are up to a first year level, and your Japanese is abysmal. You can barely read. You did score exceptionally well in English. That's something I suppose.ö
ôI wonder why that might be?ö he groused. ôLook, old man. I'm...ö
ôHaving wealthy parents does not grant the ability to circumvent the law,ö stated the old man simply.
ôI don't have parents. I made every cent I've got myself. Look, I get this, but I don't have time for this crap. I think I've proven myself capable. I'm not some spoiled kid you know. I lived on the streets, earned every penny I've got. I don't need this, I've got a business to run, and people's livelihoods depend on me. I employ more than ten thousand people in Tokyo alone.ö
The old man shook his head. ôI see. I'm afraid that you're not getting out of this. I did not write our education laws into being. I live by them, and as a citizen of Japan, you must obey them.ö
Tony slumped back in his chair and rubbed at his temples. ôI don't believe this.ö He sat forward. ôLook, maybe we can work something out?ö
The old man frowned deeply. ôYou're not going to buy your way out of this, boy. The deal is simple, you attend classes, pass them, and when you complete the required courses, or come of age, you may leave. Just like every other child of your age in Japan.ö
ôI..ö Tony just sat there, unsure of what to say. ô...but...ö
The old man smirked at him. ôSo, Mr. Stark. Welcome to Tokyo Central Middle School. If you are truant to class, I am court ordered to report you to the Inspector who brought you in. He in turn, is required to bring you here and force you to attend classes. Even if he must cuff you to your desk and sit there with you. Is that understood?ö
The boy was absolutely pissed. ôI'm gonna get out of this. Just watch me.ö
The principal nodded. ôYou will try. I suggest you simply accept it.ö He actually seem pleased. ôI think you'll do well, once you adjust.ö
Tony hung his head. ôYeah. Sure.ö He didn't have time for school. His hands were full as it was.
The old man stood up. He was about the same height as the boy and smiled. ôI am Kochou Iwaza. You may call me Kocho.ö
ôThe only one I'm calling is my lawyer. There's got to be some way out of this,ö grumbled the boy.
The principal nodded. ôI assure you, it will prove fruitless.ö It seemed the boy was a pathological liar. He seemed confident and intelligent though. ôClasses begin at nine, but you should be here at eight thirty at the latest.ö
Tony looked at him and turned away. ôYeah. Whatever.ö
OooOOooOO
A short time later he was sitting in his car. He'd managed to get himself records of every sort, he even had a driver's license. Yet, somehow, getting school records had slipped his mind. ôWhat do you mean there's nothing you can do? There's got to be some sort of loophole. I mean, I'm running a corporation for fuck's sake! I'm rich by my own hand, and...huh?ö He scowled at the phone. ôYeah. I hear you.ö He hung it up. His lawyer had failed him, the court order was binding. His last shot to get out of it was acing that placement test he'd taken. He hadn't had the opportunity to prepare to cheat. He was officially screwed. ôShit.ö The boy sat behind a red light and glared at the traffic ahead. Mercifully, the next turn brought him into the garage to his offices.
Within ten minutes he was walking into his office and pacing back and fourth in the middle of the room.
ôTony?ö His wife walked out of the back room. She had been lying on the bed waiting for him to return and was watching television. In her hand was an empty glass. It was the only reason she'd noticed he had returned. ôAre...you all right?ö
He looked up at her and seemed angry. ôI'm fine.ö He continued to pace. ôThere's just gotta be a way...ö He'd tried a few of his government friends. They had all advised him that he should attend, as he was a role model for the youth of Japan, and that there was nothing they could do to get him out of his situation. ôUseless fucking lumps.ö
She put her hand on her hip and frowned. ôAll right. Who is trying to kill you this time?ö
He shook his head. ôDifferent problem.ö
She cocked her head. ôWhat is it? You look...upset.ö
The boy glared at her. ôThose two idiot cops. They found out I've got no schooling records. I'm being forced to attend Middle School by a court order.ö
Kei tried very hard. She really did, but it was too much. Within a few seconds she was lying on the floor and beating the ground with her fists. She was laughing herself to tears.
He glared at her. ôThis isn't funny. I don't have time for this crap!ö
She sat with her legs crossed and grinned at him. ôOh, come on. Is it that bad?ö
He rolled his eyes and threw his hands up. ôI'm hunting a murderous cyborg in a couple of days, evil demons from another dimension are trying to destroy the world, and I've got to run this company and keep all my businesses in order. Now, I've got to deal with going to class and having fucking homework too? No God damn way!ö
She tittered at his reaction and shook her head. ôOh. Stop. You'll be fine.ö
He stopped pacing and scowled. ôHow? I can barely keep it together as it is.ö
His wife stood up and walked over to put her arms across his shoulders to kiss his cheek. ôI can run things while you're in school you know. Don't forget, it's in my name anyway. We're partners, remember?ö
He nodded. ôYeah. I know. The business isn't going to destroy itself. It's the rest...ö
She shoved his chest. ôThat always happens at night. Hisami is dead, and you've had a lot of free time. Besides, between the clan and the senshi, we've had no real trouble. Once that cyborg thing is taken care of, what do you really have to worry about?ö
ôSpace demons from another dimension.ö He grumbled as he crossed his arms and pouted.
ôThe Senshi usually handle that stuff anyway. When was the last time you fought a Youma yourself? They're taking well to their training. They're very good at it.ö
Tony didn't let on that he felt any better. ôYeah. I guess.ö The senshi lived at the compound. He didn't see much of them though. They were up in the evenings, and he was usually up dealing with the business during the day. They did cross paths from time to time, but they were usually training. He could tell they were taking well to it, it complimented their powers. ôI haven't been keeping up with those girls like I should. I've been busy with other things.ö
Kei shook her head and poured herself a club soda with a lime half squeezed into it. ôThey're fine. I've been keeping an eye on it and going over the reports. The Youma are weak, and there's no sign of the leader. Between them and the so called 'Fantastic Four' there not having any trouble.ö
Tony gave a nod and continued to pout. ôIt's fucking irritating.ö
His wife smirked. ôI know. I passed Middle School though.ö
He glanced at her. ôI didn't know you were seventeen.ö
She chuckled. ôWhat, how old did you think I was?ö
Her husband just shrugged. ôI dunno, fifteen, maybe sixteen. No big deal, just didn't know and all.ö He looked at her. ôDoes the clan have a school?ö
The girl shook her head. ôSorry, only ninja arts are taught in the village. Everyone goes outside the village for academics. Maybe you should hire a private tutor?ö
ôHe can't.ö
ôWhy?ö muttered the boy without turning to face the new voice. ôIt should satisfy...ö
ôBecause you're court ordered to attend Tokyo Central Middle School. It's specified in the order. The judge is friends with the principal there, and he said he wanted to make sure you didn't buy your way out of it.ö A tall slender man in a neat suit and glasses with slicked back hair and a serious frown on his face walked into the room closing the door behind him.
The boy nodded. ôShit.ö
Kei smiled and waved at him. ôHey, Asigawa.ö She'd recommended the man. He was a former employee of Hisami, and she knew him well. A very serious minded and meticulous individual. He was very good at his job.
The man gave her a nod. ôKei. I hope you are both well.ö
The boy scowled and leaned against his desk with his arms crossed. ôWell, from what I've heard, if you can't find a loop hole, there isn't one.ö
He nodded. ôI'm afraid there's no way out of this. If you do not comply, a warrant will be issued for your arrest. I doubt they'd catch you, but still...ö
He hung his head. ôYeah. Not worth the trouble. I get it.ö He scratched at his head. ôI guess I feel a little better. I doubt everything is going to fall apart because I'm in school. Still, it's fucking annoying.ö
Despite his nature, his lawyer was not without a sense of humor. He smirked at that. ôI suggest just going with it. It won't pose any problems, we can keep things afloat while you deal with it. You're not required to attend beyond secondary school. three years isn't so long as you think. I doubt you'll find it very difficult.ö
Tony nodded. ôYeah. I'm gonna cheat my way to the middle of the class and stay there.ö
The man nodded and turned away to leave. ôI'll pretend I didn't hear that. Legal obligations and all.ö
His boss nodded. ôYeah. Sure thing.ö
Kei chuckled. ôI can't wait to tell Gia and Mei Lin.ö
He frowned at her. ôJust do it when I'm not around. I don't want to see them laughing at me.ö
She skipped to the bedroom. ôI think I'll call them now.ö
Tony slumped down behind his desk. He had peace and quiet for almost twenty minutes. Then his phone rang. He frowned at it and debated for a moment before picking it up and putting it up to his hear.
ôBWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! School? Really? They're...making you go to school?ö
ôHello, Gia,ö he growled.
ôIt is pretty funny. Wow. Really?ö said Mei Lin. It was apparently a conference call.
ôYeah,ö he muttered irritably.
Gia had another fit of giggles, and Mei Lin with her. ôWell, you did say you wanted to be normal and go to school.ö
He rubbed at the bridge of his nose and put his head back. ôYeah. I meant without the rest of the stuff still going on. I'm still not normal, and it's just irritating and in the way.ö
ôCan't argue with that,ö chimed Mei Lin.
ôYeah, yeah. Laugh it up.ö He stood up and went over to fix himself a glass of whiskey on the rocks. ôI'll live...I guess.ö
Gia chuckled. ôYeah. I know. Honestly, you're such a wuss complaining about having to go to school like everyone else. You're a smart kid, you'll be fine.ö
ôEven I went to school,ö said Mei Lin.
ôYeah, until I got you fake identity papers. Don't forget, your education level and age is just on paper, you brat.ö He smirked as the phone went very quiet.
After a moment the Chinese girl spoke up. ôOkay, I see your point.ö She gave a small sigh. ôWhy didn't you just do that for yourself?ö
ôNever occurred to me,ö he flopped down and set his drink on the table after taking a gulp. ôI didn't think anyone would bother with something like this.ö
Gia sounded amused, but her giggles had faded. ôWell, hindsight is twenty twenty.ö
ôDon't I know it. You've had your laugh, and now I have to be up in time for school tomorrow. Talk with the both of you later.ö
ôAll right,ö said the woman. She seemed satisfied and sounded a little smug.
He shifted the phone to the other side of his head. ôMei Lin. It's going down the day after tomorrow. Make sure you get some sleep, it's going to be a late night. Everything is finished, just a few details to be ironed out and some testing. They're taking care of all that tomorrow. Be ready.ö
ôA-all right,ö she said with a nervous shake in her voice.
ôRelax, you'll be fine,ö he said simply. ôLater.ö He hung up and sighed, taking another gulp from his drink. ôGreat. Fucking great.ö
Kei walked in with a smirk on her face. She had been listening in from the other room on the phone in there. ôWell, are you done sulking yet?ö
He raised his glass and turned in his chair to look out the window. ôNo, but I'm not completely pissed off about it anymore.ö
She walked around and tugged on his arm. ôFine. I've got something to make you feel better then.ö She kissed him and scratched at his chin as she broke off.
He looked away towards the window as she tugged on the front of his shirt. ôI guess.ö He wasn't resisting.
She tugged a little harder making him stumble a little. ôKnock it off would you? It will help you relax, and if I wait any longer you'll try to use that you've got to get up early as an excuse to get out of it.ö
He cocked his head. ôNah. I told ya, I'm totally gonna cheat. I'm a ninja and all remember?ö
She smirked at him and dragged him into the bedroom, shoving him onto the mattress before crawling on top of him. ôJust do the clan proud, and don't get caught.ö
He had a cocky grin on his face. ôOh, did a bit of cheating yourself did you?ö
She narrowed her eyes at him as she unbuttoned his shirt. ôOf course. I'm a shinobi too you know.ö
OooOOooOO
Minako gave a small sigh as she looked up at the moon. ôIt's pretty.ö She was standing on the road back to the village and looking up at the stars as she walked back to the compound. She was wearing a cloth mask that covered the bottom part of her face, and had her hair done up in a ponytail. All of the senshi with long hair had it styled that way. Each was wearing a mask made of the same color fabric as their skirts.
Ami gave a small sigh. ôI've almost forgotten what the sun looks like.ö
ôSuch is the life of a Shinobi,ö commented Mai with a shrug.
Aman chuckled. ôYes. It has been a while since we've seen daylight.ö
ôA fucking toaster,ö grumbled Makoto with a scowl on her face. ôI swear, these things are getting stupider and stupider.ö
Ami frowned at her. ôI'm still picking crumbs out of my uniform.ö
Minako rolled her eyes. ôI can't believe you guys are still on about that. I mean, they've always been that stupid. Remember the one that was a pitching machine?ö
Hito nodded. ôYes. I remember that one being quite horrible. After that mass of bodies it's been rather disappointing since.ö
Kenshi shrugged. ôI'm not complaining. Though, I have to admit, I never thought I'd end up fighting against a monster made out of hair dryers when I became a shinobi.ö
Mai gave a grunt. ôRight. We shouldn't complain, they've been annoying, but not difficult to destroy. It's a wonder the police can't handle them.ö
Ami shrugged. ôWell, they drain people's energy. We're immune because of our powers, and you guys have enough control of your own ki that you can resist it. The Youma have to wear us down before they can try to drain us.ö
Rei spoke up as she rolled onto the wooden walkway to meet them as they arrived at the mansion. ôWelcome back.ö She removed her headset.
ôHey, girls,ö chirped Luna as she trotted up. ôHave fun?ö
Makoto scowled at that. ôIf you consider fighting a giant toaster 'fun'. Yeah.ö
Artemis hopped up into Rei's lap. ôWell, you're all doing very well. I'm grateful for that.ö
Rei smiled. ôWhat did you do to that thing anyway? You never said, it had you pinned down with some sort of crumb attack, and then it was just over.ö
The brunette senshi scowled. ôIt almost blinded me, I'm still picking crumbs out of my uniforms, and got a bunch in my eyes.ö She was a bit red eyed.
Ami smiled. ôI threw a fire extinguisher into the heating elements in it's...um, body I guess. It exploded, and it was pretty easy to finish off after that.ö
Mai nodded. ôYeah. Aman was the only one who could get close to it because it was super heating the air and shooting giant pieces of toast at us.ö
The fire ninja frowned, he looked a bit greasy. ôIt covered me in butter. I haven't been able to use my powers because I'll start splattering scalding butter all over. I need a bath.ö
ôMe too,ö groused Makoto.
Mai shrugged. ôWe could all use one.ö
Minako gave a sigh. ôThis place is awesome, it's got it's own hot springs and everything.ö There were several on the mountain near the village, and the mansion had two behind it. They were partitioned off as male and female.
Ami hung her head. ôIt's not home though.ö
Rei gave a wistful smile. ôWell, we should make the best of it. We're fortunate to be here with all this help.ö
Aman nodded. ôRight. When this is over you girls can return to your families. Don't worry, it's our job to make sure that happens.ö
Mai hung her head. It was becoming easy to forget that they were just normal young girls a few months before. ôYes. Our fight is going well, sooner or later our enemy will be forced to confront us. Once it is finished...ö
ôYou'll still be the senshi. You'll never be normal again you know. You'll be able to go back to your families, but you'll all still have a duty to uphold.ö
The group turned and saw Tony looking at them. He had a towel over his shoulder and a bucket of toiletries under one arm. His hair was went, and he was coming from the direction of the springs. ôThe Negaverse is dangerous and needs to be dealt with, but...ö
ôBut?ö asked Minako in confusion. All of the girls were looking a bit surprised.
ôThere are other dangers in this world, and beyond. You can't just slack off and forget once this is over. I have no intention of breaking up this team.ö He smiled at them. ôYour identities will be safe from your enemies. You'll be able to live at home, and go to school again, but...you will always be the senshi. For the rest of your lives. You cannot ignore it, and you cannot forget or move on. From now on, this is who you are.ö
Ami scowled at that. ôI...ö
He looked at her and frowned. ôThis is more important. The senshi will be needed again. There will be times of peace, but you will be called upon to defend this world again, and there will be no one else who can do it for you.ö
The girl took a step back and hung her head. ôI have dreams of my own.ö
Makoto glanced at her friend. ôWhat about our lives?ö
The boy smirked. ôDo you not think I had dreams of my own as well?ö
They all looked up at him at once. The shinobi were silent and hung back, but paid attention.
Minako frowned. ôWhat? Are you kidding, I mean...you're...ö
Tony shook his head. ôThis is nothing like what I wanted from my life.ö
Rei growled. ôSo, we're stuck being the senshi for good?ö
The boy chuckled. ôOf course. You do not yet understand what Serenity sent you here for do you? It was not to fight and destroy Metallia. That is just something you need to overcome before your true purpose can be realized.ö
They all looked up at him in surprise again. Ami didn't look pleased and spoke in a forceful tone. ôNo. Why are we here then?ö
He smiled at her in an almost evil way. ôYou're here to revive the Moon Kingdom. To create the next one. Tsukino is the Princess of the Moon, and she is meant to take up the throne her mother left vacant once again. A new Crystal Kingdom that will prosper for thousands of years. That, is why you were reborn, not to fight this war.ö
Everyone was looking at him in shock. No one said a word and just stared at him.
He chuckled at their reaction and turned away. ôIt's already begun in case you haven't noticed. Just a matter of time now.ö
ôWait, what does that make you then?ö asked Rei. ôI mean, you're not her brother anymore, right? So, if she's the Queen, you won't be a prince or anything, right?ö
He paused and glanced over his shoulder with what looked like a forced pleasant smile. ôOh. I'm sure I'll find a way to make myself useful. Don't worry about that. You girls get some rest. Tomorrow is another day. He walked back to his room and sat on the porch outside his door. ôAh, that was more fun than it should have been.ö
Luna trotted up and sat down next to him. ôYou're a complete asshole.ö
Tony relaxed and looked up at the moon. ôThank you, I have my moments.ö
The cat glared at him. ôWhat are you up too?ö
He glanced at her. ôWhat? You think I want to be in charge or something?ö
Luna flattened her ears against her head. ôI know why you went and got that sword in your past life. The Queen was not pleased about it.ö
Tony looked at her. ôHuh? The sword?ö
She turned her head away. ôSo, you don't remember?ö
ôNot really,ö he shrugged. ôCare to share?ö
The Moon Cat gave a sigh. ôNo. You'll figure it out. You're still the Prince of the Moon you know, that sword ensures it. Even without a blood relation to Usagi.ö
He nodded and leaned back on his palms. ôYeah. I knew that part, didn't know the stupid sword had anything to do with it though. I'm gonna be a lazy prince, anything happens after this and the brat and her friends can take care of it.ö He didn't know about the Black Moon family or Galaxia, but had no intention of sticking his nose into it if he could help it. He'd provide help of course, but wasn't about to get dragged in personally. Just resources, and probably some ninja help. The 'Fantastic Four' was working well with them, and he saw no reason to mess with a good formula.
Of course, he wasn't so sure he'd be able to stay out of it. Probably not, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to try his best to avoid it.
Luna laid down next to him and looked up out of the corner of her eyes. ôI'm surprised you don't remember. You seem to know a lot. More than those girls for sure.ö
He frowned at her. ôYou make it sound like that sword is trouble.ö
The Moon Cat nodded. ôIt is. I agreed with you though. You'll have to figure it out for yourself though.ö
ôWhy?ö he scowled at her.
She sighed and rubbed her back against the side of the porch, scratching her shoulders. ôThat thing is more powerful than you think, but...if you want to be able to handle it, you need to remember for yourself.ö She paused and seemed to consider that. ôI think.ö
He didn't look entirely satisfied with that. ôOh well. It'll probably be a pain in the ass whatever it is.ö He looked down at her. ôWhy bother telling me?ö
ôWhy did you say all that to the Senshi?ö she countered.
He shrugged. ôTo annoy them. Made me feel better.ö
She gave him a toothy grin. ôOh, so you understand then?ö
The boy scowled at her but shrugged and laid back next to her with his hands behind his head. ôTouche.ö
She rolled back over and trotted away. ôWell, it was fun. See you later.ö
He gave a heavy sigh and stood up, turning towards his room. ôYeah. Later.ö He had to be up early the next day. He'd almost stayed at the office overnight, but wanted to check up on the senshi. He was leaving things in their hands for the time being. He scratched at the back of his head. ôI should look into hiring a tutor for them. Ami would probably like that, but it'll irritate the rest of them.ö After all, why should he be the only one stuck with homework. Besides, however spiteful his reasoning was, it was something they really couldn't complain about. It also made him feel a bit better about his own fate.
OooOOooOO
It was about a month into the school year. The days were warm and it was the very end of April. Tokyo central was a large three story building. There was a wall around it, and a large grassy area with a concrete walkway leading to a small set of wide stairs to the doors. An auditorium was nestled up against the side of the building on the grounds as well. It wasn't far from Akihabara, but off the main bustle of the busy streets in a more residential area.
It wasn't a delinquent school, but it wasn't top tier education either. Most of the students were normal kids, with a spattering of tough punks, nerds, and the usual assortment of students. A perfectly average school in almost every way. It was a little run down, but not old and busted. Just well worn with years of use, the school itself was about forty years old, but the building was twenty five years old.
Tony Stark scowled at the open gates. He had a briefcase style book bag hanging off his fingers over his right shoulder. It had a strap for putting it over one of his shoulders as well, but it was hanging loosely behind him. He was dressed in dark blue paints, white tennis shoes, a white shirt, and a button up blue coat. The typical schoolboy uniform. ôI hate being a goddamn manga character,ö he groused under his breath. His clothes itched, they were new and hadn't been worn in yet. ôI bet this place is fucking weird as hell for some reason.ö
He walked in and looked around, halfway expecting some sort of martial arts fight to break out in front of him. It didn't happen though, and he wandered in with the student body. He got a few odd looks, he appeared to be the only white kid there. It made him easy to pick out. No one approached him and he walked right into the building.
His room number was 1-G. There were wooden desks with cheap metal legs, and lift up writing surfaces. They wood was mostly smooth, aside from a few chipped edges. There was no graffiti or more than small superficial scratches on them. An American class room would have had small writings and lewd carvings at various places on the desks. He looked about, a few students were standing about the room talking in small groups, but most hadn't arrived yet. It was only eight fifteen in the morning. He'd had to leave at six to make it from the compound, and expected he'd be spending a lot of nights in his office. It would let him sleep in an extra two hours if he did.
The teacher's desk was at the front of the room, and instead of a chalk board, there was a white board, with several markers and an eraser in the tray along the bottom. There was also a roll down projection screen above the board, with a clock just above it. The desk was off to the right a bit towards the windows.
A few students were looking at him and whispering, but he was largely ignored. There was a man sitting behind the desk. He was young and had on a pair of thin rimmed glasses. The man had a pleasant air about him and seemed relaxed and peaceful. He stood up as he noticed the boy and gave a short bow in greeting. ôOh. Hello, you must be Mr. Stark.ö
The boy nodded and returned the polite gesture. ôYeah. I'm supposed to start today.ö The teacher seemed pleased to see him. ôCall me Tony. I'm a gaijin and all.ö
The man seemed surprised. ôYou shouldn't say that. Americajin would be best. Gaijin is...kind of a rude word. Your Japanese is very good, that's good.ö
The kid smirked at that. ôI'm local. Never been anywhere but Japan. I'm used to gaijin, I'm not even sure if I'm American at all, for all I know I'm German or French.ö He didn't have parents on that world, and didn't feel like explaining why not. It was just easier to say he never knew them. ôProbably American though.ö
The man seemed to understand what was implied. ôAh. I see. Well, that should make things easier then. You should be well adjusted to the culture I would think.ö He crossed his arms and kept his pleasant smile. ôSo, Tony then?ö
ôYeah. Only people who work for me call me Mr. Stark. It's a bit weird having a teacher call me that I guess.ö The boy shrugged and looked around.
The teacher blinked at that. ôWork for you?ö
The kid nodded. ôI'm the CEO of Stark Enterprises, and I'm Spiderman.ö
The man chuckled at that. ôI see you're a bit of a joker. Well, I'm Mr. Kanzaki. I'll be your home room teacher. You'll spend most of the day with me.ö
Tony smiled. ôWell, it's nice to meet you, sensei. Where should I be?ö
He didn't notice a girl walk into the room and freeze in place. She stopped in the doorway and stopped in the middle of a conversation with two other girls. She had shoulder length black hair in a ponytail on the left side of her head.
ôHey, Aya, what's with you?ö said one of the girls in confusion. She was a curly haired brunette with a short stubby nose and lazy looking eyes.
The other girl seemed to notice her attention. ôHey. Who's that?ö She had curly black hair that hung down her back and over her left eye. She was a bit on the hefty side, but not really fat.
The first girl worked her jaw and shook her head. ôI um...know that guy. Excuse me.ö She walked over to the scene. ôKanzaki sensei...ö
The teacher smiled at her. ôAh, Anagaki, I'll be with you in a moment. We have a new student.ö
The girl nodded. ôI know sensei, I know him.ö
Tony arched his eyebrow and looked at her. ôYou do?ö
The girl blushed and nodded. ôWe...live in the same neighborhood, Stark-samma.ö She gave a pretty deep bow, but didn't bend all the way over.
Tony blinked and cocked his head. ôOh. Bit of a trip here, isn't it?ö
The girl nodded and didn't look him in the eyes. ôYes, Stark-samma. There's a few of us from the neighborhood who come here. We take the rail most of the way.ö
The boy gave a small sigh. ôTony, and no samma. Just san or kun or something. We're classmates and all.ö
ôOh. I couldn't. Stark-sempai.ö The girl looked surprised.
ôPlease, use Tony. I'm not Japanese, you don't need to use my family name. Really,ö he replied with a small shake of his head. ôSempai is fine, I guess.ö
Kanzaki seemed pleased. The boy was getting the general idea that he was a rather upbeat person. ôOh. That's good. Switch seats with Kensuke then, and you can help him acclimate to the school.ö
The girl nodded. ôYes. I'll show him around, Sensei.ö
The man nodded and smiled, it was obvious he thought the girl had a crush on the boy. ôAll right. Show him where he'll be sitting.ö He looked at his new student. ôWe'll introduce you to everyone at the beginning of class.ö
The girl walked over to a pair of desks and motioned with her hand. ôYou can sit here, Sempai.ö
He took the seat and she sat behind him. The room was starting to fill up. He was the oldest kid in the room. Everyone else was about twelve or thirteen, and most of them were grouped into clicks. He looked back over his shoulder. ôAnyone else from the village in this class?ö
Aya shook her head. ôNo, Sempai. It's just us. There are two others in our grade, and three more in the school. Uria is the oldest. She's a third year. Maki and Kato are both in our year, and Mahana and Agita are both second years. They probably won't try to talk with you, we're supposed to avoid hanging around together outside the village.ö
ôHey, Aya, who's this guy?ö asked the heavyset curly haired girl who had come in with her.
ôYeah. You know this guy?ö asked the brunette, she was a bit of a bean pole.
The kunoichi flushed a bit. ôThis is, um, Tony-sempai.ö She looked at him. ôThese are my friends, Ina,ö she pointed at the curly haired brunette, ôand Umi,ö she indicated the heavy set girl.
The girls both gave small awkward bows. ôSempai?ö muttered the brunette girl in confusion.
ôHe...lives nearby to where I do,ö said Aya simply.
Tony nodded. ôYeah. Same neighborhood and all.ö
The black haired girl frowned at him. ôWhat's with the sempai?ö
The boy shrugged. ôHer family works for me.ö
The short haired girl looked at him with wide eyes and blushed. ôUm, yes.ö
Umi narrowed her eyes. ôDon't you mean they work for your parents?ö
Tony shook his head. ôNo. I don't have parents. They work for me.ö
ôDoing what? Aya says her dad is in construction,ö asked Ina.
ôYeah,ö agreed Umi.
The boy nodded. ôI own a construction company.ö He did too, though he was pretty sure Aya's father didn't work there.
The heavy set girl rolled her eyes. ôYeah, right.ö
ôCome on, Aya, what's really going on? How do you know this guy?ö asked her skinny friend.
The girl turned pink and sank into her chair. ôHe's...not joking.ö
The two girls seemed to get annoyed and obviously didn't believe a word of it. ôCome on, maybe she'll tell us later?ö grumbled Umi. They both walked over to where they used to sit. The pair was next to each other, and an empty desk was in front of them.
Aya looked a bit embarrassed. ôSempai, you...should really come up with a better cover story.ö
He looked at her. ôCover story? What do I need one of those for? I'm a billionaire CEO. I'll bet you and the others from the village aren't the only ones who have family who work for me here. I doubt it's everyone, but still.ö He sat back. ôWhy do you come all the way out here anyway? It's pretty far away. There's a couple of places closer.ö
The girl nodded and leaned forward. ôIt's so there aren't too many of us at any one school. Just makes it easier to keep things quiet I guess.ö
Tony frowned. ôI'm stuck going here by a court order. I should build a school for the village though. I'm kind of surprised there isn't one.ö
Aya seemed confused. ôHakage-sensei says it's so we interact with normal people. See what it's like outside the village. So we can interact with normal people better. That's why we're not supposed to hang around each other much here. We won't get in trouble, but we're encouraged to socialize with the other students rather than each other.ö
The boy thought about that. ôI guess that makes sense now that I think about it. I'll ask him about it later. I haven't seen much of him lately.ö He saw him pretty regularly, but the conversations were normally short. He was very busy, and oversaw the ninja training of the younger shinobi in the village. He was basically the principal of the ninja academy. The young shinobi went to outside schools for their academic education. He supposed it made sense when it was put the way she had.
Tony looked up and saw a burly looking boy with a frown on his face looking down at him. ôHuh? Aya, what are you doing in my seat?ö He had spiky black hair and seemed calm and rather relaxed.
The girl looked up at him. ôSensei asked me to look after the new student, so he moved you over to my old seat. Sorry.ö
The new boy nodded. ôOh. I see.ö He shuffled off and didn't seem to care much.
ôThat must be Kensuke?ö asked Tony.
Aya nodded. ôYeah. He's quiet, but he's on a couple of sports teams. We're not permitted to join sports teams, and we're supposed to avoid doing too well in Physical Education. I'm in the Go and Shogi club.ö
He arched his eyebrow and nodded. ôIs that one club, or two?ö
She shrugged. ôJust one. We do both, and sometimes we got to small competitions. We're not that good, and it's pretty fun.ö
Tony nodded. ôI don't have time for clubs. It's driving me nuts just being here for classes. I've got no intention of hiding that I'm awesome though. I don't really care anymore to be honest.ö
He looked up and saw a surprised looking boy. The first non-Japanese person he'd seen. It was a boy with blond hair that went down to his jaw. He had blue eyes and seemed surprised. ôHello, you must be new?ö
Tony nodded, the boy had an accent, but it wasn't American. ôYeah. I'm Tony Stark.ö
ôI'm Gunther Isendorf,ö the boy smiled and extended his hand.
The new student took his hand and shook it. ôYeah. Nice to meet you.ö He was only mildly interested. ôYou're German?ö
The boy grinned and shook his head. ôWell, my name is. I'm British by birth though.ö
Tony smiled a bit more and sat up. ôOh. You speak English then?ö He switched to his native tongue.
ôThat's right,ö said the boy with a very British accent. ôAmerican then? I couldn't tell, your Japanese is very good.ö
The new boy shrugged. ôNah. I learned from one. I'm local actually. Never been anywhere but Japan.ö
That caught the foreigner off guard. ôOh? Really? Your English is very good then. Well, as good as American English can sound to a Brit.ö
Tony chuckled. ôI learned young.ö
Aya was confused, she'd picked up a few words here and there, and pretty much ignored the conversation.
Gunther smiled. ôWell, I'm the only other white person here. My parents moved here a few years ago. Dad works as a corporate accountant.ö He leaned into his desk facing backwards. ôEveryone calls me Gun by the way.ö
ôJust Tony. They don't have much trouble pronouncing it.ö He leaned back and seemed very casual.
The blond boy nodded. ôYes. Everything after Gun confounds them. I usually introduce myself as Gun around here. It's just easier on them, and me. I don't want to sound rude, but some of the things they've done to my name have almost physically hurt my ears.ö He looked up at the front of the class. ôKanzaki is here early today. Must have come in early because of you. He usually doesn't show up until right before the bell.ö
The brunette boy nodded. ôWell, what's it like here? Anything weird about this place I should know about?ö
The British boy shook his head. ôNo. It's pretty normal. Avoid the Black Serpents. A gang of bullies and thugs. Expect some of the students to be a little rude.ö
Tony chuckled. ôI've lived here a while. I know what you mean by that.ö
Gun smiled. ôYes. They can be a bit racist. Have thick skin about it and you'll be all right.ö
The new boy frowned a little. ôBlack Serpents?ö
The blond shook his head. ôIt's easy to spot the toughs. They tend to walk around looking like thugs. I'm sure you know what I mean. They don't like foreigners. You'll hear gaijin a lot around here when they know the teachers can't hear you. Might hear it from a few faculty as well, but they're more reserved. Anyway, most of the thugs are in a sort of band, I wouldn't even call it a gang really, just a loose collection of jerks called the Black Serpents. It's best to avoid them. There's a few individuals who won't be associated with them about as well that are just as bad. Most students don't care enough to bother me though. The jerks will come looking for trouble though. I can usually dodge it, but I've gotten banged up a bit if you catch my drift. Nothing serious, but it's annoying.ö
Tony nodded. ôYeah. I can deal with it, I'm used to it anyway.ö
The teacher stood up as a final bell started. Most of the desks in the room were filled, with a couple at the back of the room empty. ôAll right. Good morning class.ö
Everyone stood up and bowed as the man grinned and walked in front of the board. They all greeted him with good morning in return. Tony remained silent, but stood and bowed with everyone else. Everyone took their seats again and the man smiled. ôAs some of you may notice, we have a new student today.ö He motioned to the new student and he stood up and walked up to the front of the room. ôHe's actually not a foreign exchange student, and has lived in Japan his whole life. I'll let him introduce himself and tell us a bit about himself.ö
ôI'm Tony Stark.ö He bowed to the class. ôJust call me Tony.ö He paused and considered for a moment what else he should say. His mind said 'fuck it'. ôI'm the President and CEO of Stark Enterprises, and...ö Again, his brain gave a shrug 'what the hell'. ô...I'm Spiderman.ö
There was a collective blank stare from the room.
Kanzaki gave a loud laugh. Aya had tensed up and had a shocked expression on her face. Everyone else was just confused. ôThat's very funny, you're quite the joker,ö said the teacher.
Tony looked at him. ôI'm not kidding.ö
The man went quiet and cocked his head. ôOh. Well, take your seat and the lesson will begin.ö
Aya leaned forward. ôWhat are you doing?ö
He glanced back. ôWhat? It's true.ö
Gun furrowed his eyebrows and looked at him. ôHuh? What do you mean?ö
Tony looked around and noticed everyone was giving him glances. Not all at once, but most of the room was peering at him as if he was crazy. ôWhat? I'm serious.ö
ôYou can't just tell people about that,ö said Aya in a hissed whisper.
ôSure I can, I just did.ö Tony didn't seem to think it was odd in the slightest.
ôWell, when word gets around that you said that...ö muttered Gun.
The other boy shrugged. ôYeah. So what? I'm Tony Stark, might as well go with it.ö
That confused the English boy and he shook his head. ôYour funeral, it's a bit late to take it back now.ö
Stark nodded. ôYeah. I know. I guess I'm just sick of bothering with hiding it. It's kind of a pain in the ass, and well. I'm Tony Stark.ö It worked for Iron Man, and he didn't really give a shit anymore. Everyone who was trying to kill him or annoy him knew about it already anyway. There really was no point in hiding it as far as he was concerned.
ôSempai, are you crazy?ö hissed Aya as she gawked at him.
The boy nodded. ôKind of. You don't really end up a guy like me if you're not a little nuts.ö
cont...
Part 41
The Trap.
OooOOooOO
Tony Stark was leaving his office. He had a cell phone resting between his ear and his shoulder. ôGreat. So, it's finished then?ö He paused as he walked through the lobby. The first floor was crowded and people pushed through the doors going about their business. ôTomorrow? Fine. It's going to take some time to get everything set up anyway. Yeah, that's great. So, we'll get it done in three days. That way you can have time to check things over, and I can get everyone up to speed on what's going on. Okay, I'll talk with you later, Yoshi.ö He went through the glass doors and onto the stairs that would lead him onto the sidewalk.
The parking garage was off to the side of the building. It was a multi level structure, and while he could have a car pick him up, he preferred to drive himself. He reached into his pocket and felt for his keys, using his other hand to put his phone into the opposite pocket. It was early in the day, not even noon. He was heading out to have a late breakfast somewhere. He could have gotten someone to bring it too him, but he wanted some air as well. Even if it wasn't very fresh in the middle of the city.
ôHey, kid.ö
The boy froze and turned. ôHuh?ö
Kajura was standing next to his partner, leaning down the railing at the bottom of the stairs. Saito waved at him with a cheerful grin on his face. The older cop looked far too happy to see him.
He scowled and turned to look at them. ôOfficers, what can I do for you?ö
ôWhat's that look for?ö asked the older cop as he moved up to block his path. His partner moved up beside him.
ôI can tell you're both up to something. What is it?ö He noticed they were boxing him in, but wasn't concerned.
The older Inspector chuckled. ôYeah. I was goin over your records. Standard stuff. That's when I noticed something, kinda odd.ö
ôThat would be?ö Tony knew the old man was dragging it out for his own amusement.
Saito shrugged. ôAccording to your records, you're only fourteen.ö
ôSo?ö scowled the boy.
ôDid pretty good getting yourself a seventeen year old wife,ö commented Kajura as he smirked at him.
ôThat's not illegal,ö grumbled the boy irritably. ôI know you think you've got something. Hurry up and tell me what it is, so I can work on disappointing you.ö
ôAccording to your records, you've never set foot in a classroom.ö Saito frowned at him.
Tony looked at him in confusion. ôSay what?ö
ôSchool isn't voluntary kid. You can skip high school if you want, but in this country, you're required by law to complete middle school. You can do what you like when you're legally an adult, but...truancy laws say I gotta make sure you're in classes.ö
The boy glared at him. ôHave you lost your mind? I'm a billionaire, I'm running a major corporation, I've got government contracts, scientific research centers, and...ö
ôYou've not even completed Middle School. Amazing accomplishments, really. Still, the law is the law.ö Kajura grinned at him.
Tony was dumbstruck. ôYou have got to be kidding me.ö
ôYeah. You used to be illegal. So, I can see how you missed all that school. Now that you're an upstanding legal citizen, well...ö Saito smiled at him.
ôI don't have time for this,ö growled the boy irritably.
Kajura shrugged. ôSo what? Like I said, the law and all.ö
The kid was absolutely livid. He glared at the pair. ôYou know I'm going to get out of this.ö
The older man shook his head. ôNah. I got a court order. I actually have to make you go. I got no choice in the matter, and neither do you.ö It was obvious he was really enjoying yourself.
Saito waved his hand. ôCome on, get in the car. We gotta cuff you, procedure and all. No hard feelings or anything, but you kinda irritated my partner.ö
Tony hung his head and growled as he allowed it. ôNah. I'll get him back for this later though.ö He looked over his shoulder. Kei was looking on with a blank expression on his face.
ôTony?ö
He shrugged. ôIt's nothing. They got me on something minor to irritate me.ö
ôWe aren't gonna hold him or anything,ö said Saito as he smiled at her. ôWe just gotta take him for a bit. He'll be home by dinner. It's nothing serious.ö
OooOOooOO
Three hours later, he was sitting in an office with a scowl on his face glaring at an old man sitting behind a desk. The old guy looked grumpy and had a set of glasses resting on his nose. ôHeh. You're not the first punk we've had dragged in here. What was it? A gang? Thought you were too good, too smart for an education? Think you're tough do you, having a scar makes you all cool and hip?ö
He looked up at the old man. ôI'm a billionaire, getting close to the Trillion yen mark. I'm running an entire corporation, and I...ö
The old man looked at him with a deep frown. ôFirst year.ö
The boy blinked. ôHuh?ö
ôThat's where we're putting you.ö He looked at the papers in front of him. It was an electronic test, the type where you filled in the dots. He'd taken an aptitude test. ôYour basic skills are up to a first year level, and your Japanese is abysmal. You can barely read. You did score exceptionally well in English. That's something I suppose.ö
ôI wonder why that might be?ö he groused. ôLook, old man. I'm...ö
ôHaving wealthy parents does not grant the ability to circumvent the law,ö stated the old man simply.
ôI don't have parents. I made every cent I've got myself. Look, I get this, but I don't have time for this crap. I think I've proven myself capable. I'm not some spoiled kid you know. I lived on the streets, earned every penny I've got. I don't need this, I've got a business to run, and people's livelihoods depend on me. I employ more than ten thousand people in Tokyo alone.ö
The old man shook his head. ôI see. I'm afraid that you're not getting out of this. I did not write our education laws into being. I live by them, and as a citizen of Japan, you must obey them.ö
Tony slumped back in his chair and rubbed at his temples. ôI don't believe this.ö He sat forward. ôLook, maybe we can work something out?ö
The old man frowned deeply. ôYou're not going to buy your way out of this, boy. The deal is simple, you attend classes, pass them, and when you complete the required courses, or come of age, you may leave. Just like every other child of your age in Japan.ö
ôI..ö Tony just sat there, unsure of what to say. ô...but...ö
The old man smirked at him. ôSo, Mr. Stark. Welcome to Tokyo Central Middle School. If you are truant to class, I am court ordered to report you to the Inspector who brought you in. He in turn, is required to bring you here and force you to attend classes. Even if he must cuff you to your desk and sit there with you. Is that understood?ö
The boy was absolutely pissed. ôI'm gonna get out of this. Just watch me.ö
The principal nodded. ôYou will try. I suggest you simply accept it.ö He actually seem pleased. ôI think you'll do well, once you adjust.ö
Tony hung his head. ôYeah. Sure.ö He didn't have time for school. His hands were full as it was.
The old man stood up. He was about the same height as the boy and smiled. ôI am Kochou Iwaza. You may call me Kocho.ö
ôThe only one I'm calling is my lawyer. There's got to be some way out of this,ö grumbled the boy.
The principal nodded. ôI assure you, it will prove fruitless.ö It seemed the boy was a pathological liar. He seemed confident and intelligent though. ôClasses begin at nine, but you should be here at eight thirty at the latest.ö
Tony looked at him and turned away. ôYeah. Whatever.ö
OooOOooOO
A short time later he was sitting in his car. He'd managed to get himself records of every sort, he even had a driver's license. Yet, somehow, getting school records had slipped his mind. ôWhat do you mean there's nothing you can do? There's got to be some sort of loophole. I mean, I'm running a corporation for fuck's sake! I'm rich by my own hand, and...huh?ö He scowled at the phone. ôYeah. I hear you.ö He hung it up. His lawyer had failed him, the court order was binding. His last shot to get out of it was acing that placement test he'd taken. He hadn't had the opportunity to prepare to cheat. He was officially screwed. ôShit.ö The boy sat behind a red light and glared at the traffic ahead. Mercifully, the next turn brought him into the garage to his offices.
Within ten minutes he was walking into his office and pacing back and fourth in the middle of the room.
ôTony?ö His wife walked out of the back room. She had been lying on the bed waiting for him to return and was watching television. In her hand was an empty glass. It was the only reason she'd noticed he had returned. ôAre...you all right?ö
He looked up at her and seemed angry. ôI'm fine.ö He continued to pace. ôThere's just gotta be a way...ö He'd tried a few of his government friends. They had all advised him that he should attend, as he was a role model for the youth of Japan, and that there was nothing they could do to get him out of his situation. ôUseless fucking lumps.ö
She put her hand on her hip and frowned. ôAll right. Who is trying to kill you this time?ö
He shook his head. ôDifferent problem.ö
She cocked her head. ôWhat is it? You look...upset.ö
The boy glared at her. ôThose two idiot cops. They found out I've got no schooling records. I'm being forced to attend Middle School by a court order.ö
Kei tried very hard. She really did, but it was too much. Within a few seconds she was lying on the floor and beating the ground with her fists. She was laughing herself to tears.
He glared at her. ôThis isn't funny. I don't have time for this crap!ö
She sat with her legs crossed and grinned at him. ôOh, come on. Is it that bad?ö
He rolled his eyes and threw his hands up. ôI'm hunting a murderous cyborg in a couple of days, evil demons from another dimension are trying to destroy the world, and I've got to run this company and keep all my businesses in order. Now, I've got to deal with going to class and having fucking homework too? No God damn way!ö
She tittered at his reaction and shook her head. ôOh. Stop. You'll be fine.ö
He stopped pacing and scowled. ôHow? I can barely keep it together as it is.ö
His wife stood up and walked over to put her arms across his shoulders to kiss his cheek. ôI can run things while you're in school you know. Don't forget, it's in my name anyway. We're partners, remember?ö
He nodded. ôYeah. I know. The business isn't going to destroy itself. It's the rest...ö
She shoved his chest. ôThat always happens at night. Hisami is dead, and you've had a lot of free time. Besides, between the clan and the senshi, we've had no real trouble. Once that cyborg thing is taken care of, what do you really have to worry about?ö
ôSpace demons from another dimension.ö He grumbled as he crossed his arms and pouted.
ôThe Senshi usually handle that stuff anyway. When was the last time you fought a Youma yourself? They're taking well to their training. They're very good at it.ö
Tony didn't let on that he felt any better. ôYeah. I guess.ö The senshi lived at the compound. He didn't see much of them though. They were up in the evenings, and he was usually up dealing with the business during the day. They did cross paths from time to time, but they were usually training. He could tell they were taking well to it, it complimented their powers. ôI haven't been keeping up with those girls like I should. I've been busy with other things.ö
Kei shook her head and poured herself a club soda with a lime half squeezed into it. ôThey're fine. I've been keeping an eye on it and going over the reports. The Youma are weak, and there's no sign of the leader. Between them and the so called 'Fantastic Four' there not having any trouble.ö
Tony gave a nod and continued to pout. ôIt's fucking irritating.ö
His wife smirked. ôI know. I passed Middle School though.ö
He glanced at her. ôI didn't know you were seventeen.ö
She chuckled. ôWhat, how old did you think I was?ö
Her husband just shrugged. ôI dunno, fifteen, maybe sixteen. No big deal, just didn't know and all.ö He looked at her. ôDoes the clan have a school?ö
The girl shook her head. ôSorry, only ninja arts are taught in the village. Everyone goes outside the village for academics. Maybe you should hire a private tutor?ö
ôHe can't.ö
ôWhy?ö muttered the boy without turning to face the new voice. ôIt should satisfy...ö
ôBecause you're court ordered to attend Tokyo Central Middle School. It's specified in the order. The judge is friends with the principal there, and he said he wanted to make sure you didn't buy your way out of it.ö A tall slender man in a neat suit and glasses with slicked back hair and a serious frown on his face walked into the room closing the door behind him.
The boy nodded. ôShit.ö
Kei smiled and waved at him. ôHey, Asigawa.ö She'd recommended the man. He was a former employee of Hisami, and she knew him well. A very serious minded and meticulous individual. He was very good at his job.
The man gave her a nod. ôKei. I hope you are both well.ö
The boy scowled and leaned against his desk with his arms crossed. ôWell, from what I've heard, if you can't find a loop hole, there isn't one.ö
He nodded. ôI'm afraid there's no way out of this. If you do not comply, a warrant will be issued for your arrest. I doubt they'd catch you, but still...ö
He hung his head. ôYeah. Not worth the trouble. I get it.ö He scratched at his head. ôI guess I feel a little better. I doubt everything is going to fall apart because I'm in school. Still, it's fucking annoying.ö
Despite his nature, his lawyer was not without a sense of humor. He smirked at that. ôI suggest just going with it. It won't pose any problems, we can keep things afloat while you deal with it. You're not required to attend beyond secondary school. three years isn't so long as you think. I doubt you'll find it very difficult.ö
Tony nodded. ôYeah. I'm gonna cheat my way to the middle of the class and stay there.ö
The man nodded and turned away to leave. ôI'll pretend I didn't hear that. Legal obligations and all.ö
His boss nodded. ôYeah. Sure thing.ö
Kei chuckled. ôI can't wait to tell Gia and Mei Lin.ö
He frowned at her. ôJust do it when I'm not around. I don't want to see them laughing at me.ö
She skipped to the bedroom. ôI think I'll call them now.ö
Tony slumped down behind his desk. He had peace and quiet for almost twenty minutes. Then his phone rang. He frowned at it and debated for a moment before picking it up and putting it up to his hear.
ôBWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! School? Really? They're...making you go to school?ö
ôHello, Gia,ö he growled.
ôIt is pretty funny. Wow. Really?ö said Mei Lin. It was apparently a conference call.
ôYeah,ö he muttered irritably.
Gia had another fit of giggles, and Mei Lin with her. ôWell, you did say you wanted to be normal and go to school.ö
He rubbed at the bridge of his nose and put his head back. ôYeah. I meant without the rest of the stuff still going on. I'm still not normal, and it's just irritating and in the way.ö
ôCan't argue with that,ö chimed Mei Lin.
ôYeah, yeah. Laugh it up.ö He stood up and went over to fix himself a glass of whiskey on the rocks. ôI'll live...I guess.ö
Gia chuckled. ôYeah. I know. Honestly, you're such a wuss complaining about having to go to school like everyone else. You're a smart kid, you'll be fine.ö
ôEven I went to school,ö said Mei Lin.
ôYeah, until I got you fake identity papers. Don't forget, your education level and age is just on paper, you brat.ö He smirked as the phone went very quiet.
After a moment the Chinese girl spoke up. ôOkay, I see your point.ö She gave a small sigh. ôWhy didn't you just do that for yourself?ö
ôNever occurred to me,ö he flopped down and set his drink on the table after taking a gulp. ôI didn't think anyone would bother with something like this.ö
Gia sounded amused, but her giggles had faded. ôWell, hindsight is twenty twenty.ö
ôDon't I know it. You've had your laugh, and now I have to be up in time for school tomorrow. Talk with the both of you later.ö
ôAll right,ö said the woman. She seemed satisfied and sounded a little smug.
He shifted the phone to the other side of his head. ôMei Lin. It's going down the day after tomorrow. Make sure you get some sleep, it's going to be a late night. Everything is finished, just a few details to be ironed out and some testing. They're taking care of all that tomorrow. Be ready.ö
ôA-all right,ö she said with a nervous shake in her voice.
ôRelax, you'll be fine,ö he said simply. ôLater.ö He hung up and sighed, taking another gulp from his drink. ôGreat. Fucking great.ö
Kei walked in with a smirk on her face. She had been listening in from the other room on the phone in there. ôWell, are you done sulking yet?ö
He raised his glass and turned in his chair to look out the window. ôNo, but I'm not completely pissed off about it anymore.ö
She walked around and tugged on his arm. ôFine. I've got something to make you feel better then.ö She kissed him and scratched at his chin as she broke off.
He looked away towards the window as she tugged on the front of his shirt. ôI guess.ö He wasn't resisting.
She tugged a little harder making him stumble a little. ôKnock it off would you? It will help you relax, and if I wait any longer you'll try to use that you've got to get up early as an excuse to get out of it.ö
He cocked his head. ôNah. I told ya, I'm totally gonna cheat. I'm a ninja and all remember?ö
She smirked at him and dragged him into the bedroom, shoving him onto the mattress before crawling on top of him. ôJust do the clan proud, and don't get caught.ö
He had a cocky grin on his face. ôOh, did a bit of cheating yourself did you?ö
She narrowed her eyes at him as she unbuttoned his shirt. ôOf course. I'm a shinobi too you know.ö
OooOOooOO
Minako gave a small sigh as she looked up at the moon. ôIt's pretty.ö She was standing on the road back to the village and looking up at the stars as she walked back to the compound. She was wearing a cloth mask that covered the bottom part of her face, and had her hair done up in a ponytail. All of the senshi with long hair had it styled that way. Each was wearing a mask made of the same color fabric as their skirts.
Ami gave a small sigh. ôI've almost forgotten what the sun looks like.ö
ôSuch is the life of a Shinobi,ö commented Mai with a shrug.
Aman chuckled. ôYes. It has been a while since we've seen daylight.ö
ôA fucking toaster,ö grumbled Makoto with a scowl on her face. ôI swear, these things are getting stupider and stupider.ö
Ami frowned at her. ôI'm still picking crumbs out of my uniform.ö
Minako rolled her eyes. ôI can't believe you guys are still on about that. I mean, they've always been that stupid. Remember the one that was a pitching machine?ö
Hito nodded. ôYes. I remember that one being quite horrible. After that mass of bodies it's been rather disappointing since.ö
Kenshi shrugged. ôI'm not complaining. Though, I have to admit, I never thought I'd end up fighting against a monster made out of hair dryers when I became a shinobi.ö
Mai gave a grunt. ôRight. We shouldn't complain, they've been annoying, but not difficult to destroy. It's a wonder the police can't handle them.ö
Ami shrugged. ôWell, they drain people's energy. We're immune because of our powers, and you guys have enough control of your own ki that you can resist it. The Youma have to wear us down before they can try to drain us.ö
Rei spoke up as she rolled onto the wooden walkway to meet them as they arrived at the mansion. ôWelcome back.ö She removed her headset.
ôHey, girls,ö chirped Luna as she trotted up. ôHave fun?ö
Makoto scowled at that. ôIf you consider fighting a giant toaster 'fun'. Yeah.ö
Artemis hopped up into Rei's lap. ôWell, you're all doing very well. I'm grateful for that.ö
Rei smiled. ôWhat did you do to that thing anyway? You never said, it had you pinned down with some sort of crumb attack, and then it was just over.ö
The brunette senshi scowled. ôIt almost blinded me, I'm still picking crumbs out of my uniforms, and got a bunch in my eyes.ö She was a bit red eyed.
Ami smiled. ôI threw a fire extinguisher into the heating elements in it's...um, body I guess. It exploded, and it was pretty easy to finish off after that.ö
Mai nodded. ôYeah. Aman was the only one who could get close to it because it was super heating the air and shooting giant pieces of toast at us.ö
The fire ninja frowned, he looked a bit greasy. ôIt covered me in butter. I haven't been able to use my powers because I'll start splattering scalding butter all over. I need a bath.ö
ôMe too,ö groused Makoto.
Mai shrugged. ôWe could all use one.ö
Minako gave a sigh. ôThis place is awesome, it's got it's own hot springs and everything.ö There were several on the mountain near the village, and the mansion had two behind it. They were partitioned off as male and female.
Ami hung her head. ôIt's not home though.ö
Rei gave a wistful smile. ôWell, we should make the best of it. We're fortunate to be here with all this help.ö
Aman nodded. ôRight. When this is over you girls can return to your families. Don't worry, it's our job to make sure that happens.ö
Mai hung her head. It was becoming easy to forget that they were just normal young girls a few months before. ôYes. Our fight is going well, sooner or later our enemy will be forced to confront us. Once it is finished...ö
ôYou'll still be the senshi. You'll never be normal again you know. You'll be able to go back to your families, but you'll all still have a duty to uphold.ö
The group turned and saw Tony looking at them. He had a towel over his shoulder and a bucket of toiletries under one arm. His hair was went, and he was coming from the direction of the springs. ôThe Negaverse is dangerous and needs to be dealt with, but...ö
ôBut?ö asked Minako in confusion. All of the girls were looking a bit surprised.
ôThere are other dangers in this world, and beyond. You can't just slack off and forget once this is over. I have no intention of breaking up this team.ö He smiled at them. ôYour identities will be safe from your enemies. You'll be able to live at home, and go to school again, but...you will always be the senshi. For the rest of your lives. You cannot ignore it, and you cannot forget or move on. From now on, this is who you are.ö
Ami scowled at that. ôI...ö
He looked at her and frowned. ôThis is more important. The senshi will be needed again. There will be times of peace, but you will be called upon to defend this world again, and there will be no one else who can do it for you.ö
The girl took a step back and hung her head. ôI have dreams of my own.ö
Makoto glanced at her friend. ôWhat about our lives?ö
The boy smirked. ôDo you not think I had dreams of my own as well?ö
They all looked up at him at once. The shinobi were silent and hung back, but paid attention.
Minako frowned. ôWhat? Are you kidding, I mean...you're...ö
Tony shook his head. ôThis is nothing like what I wanted from my life.ö
Rei growled. ôSo, we're stuck being the senshi for good?ö
The boy chuckled. ôOf course. You do not yet understand what Serenity sent you here for do you? It was not to fight and destroy Metallia. That is just something you need to overcome before your true purpose can be realized.ö
They all looked up at him in surprise again. Ami didn't look pleased and spoke in a forceful tone. ôNo. Why are we here then?ö
He smiled at her in an almost evil way. ôYou're here to revive the Moon Kingdom. To create the next one. Tsukino is the Princess of the Moon, and she is meant to take up the throne her mother left vacant once again. A new Crystal Kingdom that will prosper for thousands of years. That, is why you were reborn, not to fight this war.ö
Everyone was looking at him in shock. No one said a word and just stared at him.
He chuckled at their reaction and turned away. ôIt's already begun in case you haven't noticed. Just a matter of time now.ö
ôWait, what does that make you then?ö asked Rei. ôI mean, you're not her brother anymore, right? So, if she's the Queen, you won't be a prince or anything, right?ö
He paused and glanced over his shoulder with what looked like a forced pleasant smile. ôOh. I'm sure I'll find a way to make myself useful. Don't worry about that. You girls get some rest. Tomorrow is another day. He walked back to his room and sat on the porch outside his door. ôAh, that was more fun than it should have been.ö
Luna trotted up and sat down next to him. ôYou're a complete asshole.ö
Tony relaxed and looked up at the moon. ôThank you, I have my moments.ö
The cat glared at him. ôWhat are you up too?ö
He glanced at her. ôWhat? You think I want to be in charge or something?ö
Luna flattened her ears against her head. ôI know why you went and got that sword in your past life. The Queen was not pleased about it.ö
Tony looked at her. ôHuh? The sword?ö
She turned her head away. ôSo, you don't remember?ö
ôNot really,ö he shrugged. ôCare to share?ö
The Moon Cat gave a sigh. ôNo. You'll figure it out. You're still the Prince of the Moon you know, that sword ensures it. Even without a blood relation to Usagi.ö
He nodded and leaned back on his palms. ôYeah. I knew that part, didn't know the stupid sword had anything to do with it though. I'm gonna be a lazy prince, anything happens after this and the brat and her friends can take care of it.ö He didn't know about the Black Moon family or Galaxia, but had no intention of sticking his nose into it if he could help it. He'd provide help of course, but wasn't about to get dragged in personally. Just resources, and probably some ninja help. The 'Fantastic Four' was working well with them, and he saw no reason to mess with a good formula.
Of course, he wasn't so sure he'd be able to stay out of it. Probably not, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to try his best to avoid it.
Luna laid down next to him and looked up out of the corner of her eyes. ôI'm surprised you don't remember. You seem to know a lot. More than those girls for sure.ö
He frowned at her. ôYou make it sound like that sword is trouble.ö
The Moon Cat nodded. ôIt is. I agreed with you though. You'll have to figure it out for yourself though.ö
ôWhy?ö he scowled at her.
She sighed and rubbed her back against the side of the porch, scratching her shoulders. ôThat thing is more powerful than you think, but...if you want to be able to handle it, you need to remember for yourself.ö She paused and seemed to consider that. ôI think.ö
He didn't look entirely satisfied with that. ôOh well. It'll probably be a pain in the ass whatever it is.ö He looked down at her. ôWhy bother telling me?ö
ôWhy did you say all that to the Senshi?ö she countered.
He shrugged. ôTo annoy them. Made me feel better.ö
She gave him a toothy grin. ôOh, so you understand then?ö
The boy scowled at her but shrugged and laid back next to her with his hands behind his head. ôTouche.ö
She rolled back over and trotted away. ôWell, it was fun. See you later.ö
He gave a heavy sigh and stood up, turning towards his room. ôYeah. Later.ö He had to be up early the next day. He'd almost stayed at the office overnight, but wanted to check up on the senshi. He was leaving things in their hands for the time being. He scratched at the back of his head. ôI should look into hiring a tutor for them. Ami would probably like that, but it'll irritate the rest of them.ö After all, why should he be the only one stuck with homework. Besides, however spiteful his reasoning was, it was something they really couldn't complain about. It also made him feel a bit better about his own fate.
OooOOooOO
It was about a month into the school year. The days were warm and it was the very end of April. Tokyo central was a large three story building. There was a wall around it, and a large grassy area with a concrete walkway leading to a small set of wide stairs to the doors. An auditorium was nestled up against the side of the building on the grounds as well. It wasn't far from Akihabara, but off the main bustle of the busy streets in a more residential area.
It wasn't a delinquent school, but it wasn't top tier education either. Most of the students were normal kids, with a spattering of tough punks, nerds, and the usual assortment of students. A perfectly average school in almost every way. It was a little run down, but not old and busted. Just well worn with years of use, the school itself was about forty years old, but the building was twenty five years old.
Tony Stark scowled at the open gates. He had a briefcase style book bag hanging off his fingers over his right shoulder. It had a strap for putting it over one of his shoulders as well, but it was hanging loosely behind him. He was dressed in dark blue paints, white tennis shoes, a white shirt, and a button up blue coat. The typical schoolboy uniform. ôI hate being a goddamn manga character,ö he groused under his breath. His clothes itched, they were new and hadn't been worn in yet. ôI bet this place is fucking weird as hell for some reason.ö
He walked in and looked around, halfway expecting some sort of martial arts fight to break out in front of him. It didn't happen though, and he wandered in with the student body. He got a few odd looks, he appeared to be the only white kid there. It made him easy to pick out. No one approached him and he walked right into the building.
His room number was 1-G. There were wooden desks with cheap metal legs, and lift up writing surfaces. They wood was mostly smooth, aside from a few chipped edges. There was no graffiti or more than small superficial scratches on them. An American class room would have had small writings and lewd carvings at various places on the desks. He looked about, a few students were standing about the room talking in small groups, but most hadn't arrived yet. It was only eight fifteen in the morning. He'd had to leave at six to make it from the compound, and expected he'd be spending a lot of nights in his office. It would let him sleep in an extra two hours if he did.
The teacher's desk was at the front of the room, and instead of a chalk board, there was a white board, with several markers and an eraser in the tray along the bottom. There was also a roll down projection screen above the board, with a clock just above it. The desk was off to the right a bit towards the windows.
A few students were looking at him and whispering, but he was largely ignored. There was a man sitting behind the desk. He was young and had on a pair of thin rimmed glasses. The man had a pleasant air about him and seemed relaxed and peaceful. He stood up as he noticed the boy and gave a short bow in greeting. ôOh. Hello, you must be Mr. Stark.ö
The boy nodded and returned the polite gesture. ôYeah. I'm supposed to start today.ö The teacher seemed pleased to see him. ôCall me Tony. I'm a gaijin and all.ö
The man seemed surprised. ôYou shouldn't say that. Americajin would be best. Gaijin is...kind of a rude word. Your Japanese is very good, that's good.ö
The kid smirked at that. ôI'm local. Never been anywhere but Japan. I'm used to gaijin, I'm not even sure if I'm American at all, for all I know I'm German or French.ö He didn't have parents on that world, and didn't feel like explaining why not. It was just easier to say he never knew them. ôProbably American though.ö
The man seemed to understand what was implied. ôAh. I see. Well, that should make things easier then. You should be well adjusted to the culture I would think.ö He crossed his arms and kept his pleasant smile. ôSo, Tony then?ö
ôYeah. Only people who work for me call me Mr. Stark. It's a bit weird having a teacher call me that I guess.ö The boy shrugged and looked around.
The teacher blinked at that. ôWork for you?ö
The kid nodded. ôI'm the CEO of Stark Enterprises, and I'm Spiderman.ö
The man chuckled at that. ôI see you're a bit of a joker. Well, I'm Mr. Kanzaki. I'll be your home room teacher. You'll spend most of the day with me.ö
Tony smiled. ôWell, it's nice to meet you, sensei. Where should I be?ö
He didn't notice a girl walk into the room and freeze in place. She stopped in the doorway and stopped in the middle of a conversation with two other girls. She had shoulder length black hair in a ponytail on the left side of her head.
ôHey, Aya, what's with you?ö said one of the girls in confusion. She was a curly haired brunette with a short stubby nose and lazy looking eyes.
The other girl seemed to notice her attention. ôHey. Who's that?ö She had curly black hair that hung down her back and over her left eye. She was a bit on the hefty side, but not really fat.
The first girl worked her jaw and shook her head. ôI um...know that guy. Excuse me.ö She walked over to the scene. ôKanzaki sensei...ö
The teacher smiled at her. ôAh, Anagaki, I'll be with you in a moment. We have a new student.ö
The girl nodded. ôI know sensei, I know him.ö
Tony arched his eyebrow and looked at her. ôYou do?ö
The girl blushed and nodded. ôWe...live in the same neighborhood, Stark-samma.ö She gave a pretty deep bow, but didn't bend all the way over.
Tony blinked and cocked his head. ôOh. Bit of a trip here, isn't it?ö
The girl nodded and didn't look him in the eyes. ôYes, Stark-samma. There's a few of us from the neighborhood who come here. We take the rail most of the way.ö
The boy gave a small sigh. ôTony, and no samma. Just san or kun or something. We're classmates and all.ö
ôOh. I couldn't. Stark-sempai.ö The girl looked surprised.
ôPlease, use Tony. I'm not Japanese, you don't need to use my family name. Really,ö he replied with a small shake of his head. ôSempai is fine, I guess.ö
Kanzaki seemed pleased. The boy was getting the general idea that he was a rather upbeat person. ôOh. That's good. Switch seats with Kensuke then, and you can help him acclimate to the school.ö
The girl nodded. ôYes. I'll show him around, Sensei.ö
The man nodded and smiled, it was obvious he thought the girl had a crush on the boy. ôAll right. Show him where he'll be sitting.ö He looked at his new student. ôWe'll introduce you to everyone at the beginning of class.ö
The girl walked over to a pair of desks and motioned with her hand. ôYou can sit here, Sempai.ö
He took the seat and she sat behind him. The room was starting to fill up. He was the oldest kid in the room. Everyone else was about twelve or thirteen, and most of them were grouped into clicks. He looked back over his shoulder. ôAnyone else from the village in this class?ö
Aya shook her head. ôNo, Sempai. It's just us. There are two others in our grade, and three more in the school. Uria is the oldest. She's a third year. Maki and Kato are both in our year, and Mahana and Agita are both second years. They probably won't try to talk with you, we're supposed to avoid hanging around together outside the village.ö
ôHey, Aya, who's this guy?ö asked the heavyset curly haired girl who had come in with her.
ôYeah. You know this guy?ö asked the brunette, she was a bit of a bean pole.
The kunoichi flushed a bit. ôThis is, um, Tony-sempai.ö She looked at him. ôThese are my friends, Ina,ö she pointed at the curly haired brunette, ôand Umi,ö she indicated the heavy set girl.
The girls both gave small awkward bows. ôSempai?ö muttered the brunette girl in confusion.
ôHe...lives nearby to where I do,ö said Aya simply.
Tony nodded. ôYeah. Same neighborhood and all.ö
The black haired girl frowned at him. ôWhat's with the sempai?ö
The boy shrugged. ôHer family works for me.ö
The short haired girl looked at him with wide eyes and blushed. ôUm, yes.ö
Umi narrowed her eyes. ôDon't you mean they work for your parents?ö
Tony shook his head. ôNo. I don't have parents. They work for me.ö
ôDoing what? Aya says her dad is in construction,ö asked Ina.
ôYeah,ö agreed Umi.
The boy nodded. ôI own a construction company.ö He did too, though he was pretty sure Aya's father didn't work there.
The heavy set girl rolled her eyes. ôYeah, right.ö
ôCome on, Aya, what's really going on? How do you know this guy?ö asked her skinny friend.
The girl turned pink and sank into her chair. ôHe's...not joking.ö
The two girls seemed to get annoyed and obviously didn't believe a word of it. ôCome on, maybe she'll tell us later?ö grumbled Umi. They both walked over to where they used to sit. The pair was next to each other, and an empty desk was in front of them.
Aya looked a bit embarrassed. ôSempai, you...should really come up with a better cover story.ö
He looked at her. ôCover story? What do I need one of those for? I'm a billionaire CEO. I'll bet you and the others from the village aren't the only ones who have family who work for me here. I doubt it's everyone, but still.ö He sat back. ôWhy do you come all the way out here anyway? It's pretty far away. There's a couple of places closer.ö
The girl nodded and leaned forward. ôIt's so there aren't too many of us at any one school. Just makes it easier to keep things quiet I guess.ö
Tony frowned. ôI'm stuck going here by a court order. I should build a school for the village though. I'm kind of surprised there isn't one.ö
Aya seemed confused. ôHakage-sensei says it's so we interact with normal people. See what it's like outside the village. So we can interact with normal people better. That's why we're not supposed to hang around each other much here. We won't get in trouble, but we're encouraged to socialize with the other students rather than each other.ö
The boy thought about that. ôI guess that makes sense now that I think about it. I'll ask him about it later. I haven't seen much of him lately.ö He saw him pretty regularly, but the conversations were normally short. He was very busy, and oversaw the ninja training of the younger shinobi in the village. He was basically the principal of the ninja academy. The young shinobi went to outside schools for their academic education. He supposed it made sense when it was put the way she had.
Tony looked up and saw a burly looking boy with a frown on his face looking down at him. ôHuh? Aya, what are you doing in my seat?ö He had spiky black hair and seemed calm and rather relaxed.
The girl looked up at him. ôSensei asked me to look after the new student, so he moved you over to my old seat. Sorry.ö
The new boy nodded. ôOh. I see.ö He shuffled off and didn't seem to care much.
ôThat must be Kensuke?ö asked Tony.
Aya nodded. ôYeah. He's quiet, but he's on a couple of sports teams. We're not permitted to join sports teams, and we're supposed to avoid doing too well in Physical Education. I'm in the Go and Shogi club.ö
He arched his eyebrow and nodded. ôIs that one club, or two?ö
She shrugged. ôJust one. We do both, and sometimes we got to small competitions. We're not that good, and it's pretty fun.ö
Tony nodded. ôI don't have time for clubs. It's driving me nuts just being here for classes. I've got no intention of hiding that I'm awesome though. I don't really care anymore to be honest.ö
He looked up and saw a surprised looking boy. The first non-Japanese person he'd seen. It was a boy with blond hair that went down to his jaw. He had blue eyes and seemed surprised. ôHello, you must be new?ö
Tony nodded, the boy had an accent, but it wasn't American. ôYeah. I'm Tony Stark.ö
ôI'm Gunther Isendorf,ö the boy smiled and extended his hand.
The new student took his hand and shook it. ôYeah. Nice to meet you.ö He was only mildly interested. ôYou're German?ö
The boy grinned and shook his head. ôWell, my name is. I'm British by birth though.ö
Tony smiled a bit more and sat up. ôOh. You speak English then?ö He switched to his native tongue.
ôThat's right,ö said the boy with a very British accent. ôAmerican then? I couldn't tell, your Japanese is very good.ö
The new boy shrugged. ôNah. I learned from one. I'm local actually. Never been anywhere but Japan.ö
That caught the foreigner off guard. ôOh? Really? Your English is very good then. Well, as good as American English can sound to a Brit.ö
Tony chuckled. ôI learned young.ö
Aya was confused, she'd picked up a few words here and there, and pretty much ignored the conversation.
Gunther smiled. ôWell, I'm the only other white person here. My parents moved here a few years ago. Dad works as a corporate accountant.ö He leaned into his desk facing backwards. ôEveryone calls me Gun by the way.ö
ôJust Tony. They don't have much trouble pronouncing it.ö He leaned back and seemed very casual.
The blond boy nodded. ôYes. Everything after Gun confounds them. I usually introduce myself as Gun around here. It's just easier on them, and me. I don't want to sound rude, but some of the things they've done to my name have almost physically hurt my ears.ö He looked up at the front of the class. ôKanzaki is here early today. Must have come in early because of you. He usually doesn't show up until right before the bell.ö
The brunette boy nodded. ôWell, what's it like here? Anything weird about this place I should know about?ö
The British boy shook his head. ôNo. It's pretty normal. Avoid the Black Serpents. A gang of bullies and thugs. Expect some of the students to be a little rude.ö
Tony chuckled. ôI've lived here a while. I know what you mean by that.ö
Gun smiled. ôYes. They can be a bit racist. Have thick skin about it and you'll be all right.ö
The new boy frowned a little. ôBlack Serpents?ö
The blond shook his head. ôIt's easy to spot the toughs. They tend to walk around looking like thugs. I'm sure you know what I mean. They don't like foreigners. You'll hear gaijin a lot around here when they know the teachers can't hear you. Might hear it from a few faculty as well, but they're more reserved. Anyway, most of the thugs are in a sort of band, I wouldn't even call it a gang really, just a loose collection of jerks called the Black Serpents. It's best to avoid them. There's a few individuals who won't be associated with them about as well that are just as bad. Most students don't care enough to bother me though. The jerks will come looking for trouble though. I can usually dodge it, but I've gotten banged up a bit if you catch my drift. Nothing serious, but it's annoying.ö
Tony nodded. ôYeah. I can deal with it, I'm used to it anyway.ö
The teacher stood up as a final bell started. Most of the desks in the room were filled, with a couple at the back of the room empty. ôAll right. Good morning class.ö
Everyone stood up and bowed as the man grinned and walked in front of the board. They all greeted him with good morning in return. Tony remained silent, but stood and bowed with everyone else. Everyone took their seats again and the man smiled. ôAs some of you may notice, we have a new student today.ö He motioned to the new student and he stood up and walked up to the front of the room. ôHe's actually not a foreign exchange student, and has lived in Japan his whole life. I'll let him introduce himself and tell us a bit about himself.ö
ôI'm Tony Stark.ö He bowed to the class. ôJust call me Tony.ö He paused and considered for a moment what else he should say. His mind said 'fuck it'. ôI'm the President and CEO of Stark Enterprises, and...ö Again, his brain gave a shrug 'what the hell'. ô...I'm Spiderman.ö
There was a collective blank stare from the room.
Kanzaki gave a loud laugh. Aya had tensed up and had a shocked expression on her face. Everyone else was just confused. ôThat's very funny, you're quite the joker,ö said the teacher.
Tony looked at him. ôI'm not kidding.ö
The man went quiet and cocked his head. ôOh. Well, take your seat and the lesson will begin.ö
Aya leaned forward. ôWhat are you doing?ö
He glanced back. ôWhat? It's true.ö
Gun furrowed his eyebrows and looked at him. ôHuh? What do you mean?ö
Tony looked around and noticed everyone was giving him glances. Not all at once, but most of the room was peering at him as if he was crazy. ôWhat? I'm serious.ö
ôYou can't just tell people about that,ö said Aya in a hissed whisper.
ôSure I can, I just did.ö Tony didn't seem to think it was odd in the slightest.
ôWell, when word gets around that you said that...ö muttered Gun.
The other boy shrugged. ôYeah. So what? I'm Tony Stark, might as well go with it.ö
That confused the English boy and he shook his head. ôYour funeral, it's a bit late to take it back now.ö
Stark nodded. ôYeah. I know. I guess I'm just sick of bothering with hiding it. It's kind of a pain in the ass, and well. I'm Tony Stark.ö It worked for Iron Man, and he didn't really give a shit anymore. Everyone who was trying to kill him or annoy him knew about it already anyway. There really was no point in hiding it as far as he was concerned.
ôSempai, are you crazy?ö hissed Aya as she gawked at him.
The boy nodded. ôKind of. You don't really end up a guy like me if you're not a little nuts.ö
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