Teacher Teacher (Ms. Cardellini)

[Kenin Katashi]

His face was healed now, most of his injuries had gone. The major ones had been gone for awhile but mostly it was just the little stuff that needed healing. Still he had bandages wrapping his arms and legs but they were still underneath his clothes. He even wore a pair of gloves to school to cover some of the injuries on his hands.

As he walked through the halls he kept his eyes out for anything interesting, a fight maybe or a cute girl. Every once in awhile he'd see what looked like the starts of a fight but would lose interest in it quickly when it was apparent that one of the guys was obviously just being a douche and neither of the two could fight.

It was boring, and he didn't really care for being the hero, he simply wanted his next target, another person to mark as a stepping stone. He wanted a fight, or maybe a girl. It was funny how he went from one to the other so quickly, thinking about fighting and then about the bedroom.

As he turned a corner he nearly bumped into a girl who was rather short and small looking. He quickly pulled back to avoid hitting her, "Oh, sorry. Wait...." He took a second glance at the woman, "Are.... are you a teacher?" He asked.

[Ms. Cardellini]

"J...J....Gee how could you tell all that just by looking at me?" I was rather shocked as I turned to see a boy who loomed over my small frame. It was not a difficult feet for anyone to accomplish but I felt especially petite around the boy. Around this boy I felt a sudden lust for violence and then strangely after I felt a longing for connection. Sometimes I wished I did not have this Qi as it were to be called.

"And with who do I have the pleasure of speaking with?" I asked trying to be as polite as I could. The rumors I had heard began to unhinge me a bit. It took a special sort of someone to teach at this school and I all though determined to be that someone was not yet there. I really hoped I would be I really did.

[Kenin Katashi]

"Wild guess," He said by looking at her. She was small but for some reason he didn't get the student vibe from her. Maybe her age was showing slightly or maybe it was just the fact that he somehow apologized to her when he normally wouldn't with anyone. Mostly he was asking from the fact of his reaction with apologizing. Then there was the questi"on, pleasure of speaking with? He grinned at that, was she taking pleasure in speaking with him really? Or was she simply just caught off guard a bit?

"Kenin," He said as he slightly bowed in a gentlemen fashion, not to mock her but merely because he felt like doing that as a unique way of introducing himself. Still as he bowed he towered over her a bit. "Kenin Katashi, don't let my size frighten you, I tend not to fight with teachers." He said, this school was full of kids who would try to act out against teachers. Kenin hadn't fought a single teacher yet, maybe he's done something worse than fight... the time he and some other students forced... well let's just say that Kenin was just in a bad mood that day. Today, he was in a good mood.

"I don't think I've seen you before, then again I'm sort of new here. Mrs....?" He said, not sure if she was a Ms. or a Mrs. but he was definitely interested in finding out which one it was.

[Ms. Cardellini]

The boy had the most unusual way of introducing himself. I myself preferred to keep things formal but he was certainly, old fashioned. Still it was reassuring partly to know that the boy did not have it out for me. Still there was that other vibe I had picked up from him earlier.

"Mrs." he would say prying for information. Yes not wanting to entertain a students possible roomantic notions I should keep it at Mrs. instead of Ms. I looked over at him and gave him a stern stare but a reassuring smile. "Mrs. Cardellini. Though if you end up in any of my classes Mrs. C wil do just fine." Still since the boy was being friendly there was no reason to miss the oppurtunity to take advantage of some kindness before the eventual roughians showed themselves.

"Speaking of class Im going to be late for mine. If you could please point me in the right direction. Im in room 301B" All though I was curtious I still tried to keep a very monotone sound to my voice. I did not want him to get the wrong impression after all.

[Kenin Katashi]

"Sure thing," He said as he turned and began to lead the way. He was still rather new, but Mrs. C's class was one that he was familiar with. Well, the classroom anyway. He would motion for her to follow as he would head toward the stairs to the third floor, he would keep the conversation going, however, "So, what do you teach?"

He was still somewhat interested with the woman but mostly because she seemed very interesting. First of all she was rather small, and second she was obviously new, asking for directions to a classroom she was supposed to teach. He wondered just how new she was, and if she was even from around here, "Also, have you been in California long?"

Kenin hadn't, he wasn't used to the heat here. He was still used to Chicago which could get hot but, a different type of hot than Long Beach. This was more like a type of heat you couldn't avoid, even with the in window air conditioner in his apartment he was pretty hot all the time. Of course, she could have been here all her life, she might be used to this by now. Still though, he was a bit curious as to why someone so small would be working in a place like this.

[Ms. Cardellini]

"Oh my" I said a bit startled with his inquisitive nature. "I know I am already late for class so you probably are as well. As a teacher I must insist we each head to our respective classes." i kept a monotone sound to my voice as I said this. Still I had found myself walking with him as I was telling him to not be late. "J...J.... Gee I have not been around here all that long. I guess its kind of obvious." I was rather bewildered that the hallways were big enough to accomadate someone as tall as he. What were they feeding these kids?

[Kenin Katashi]

Her concern about his schooling was somewhat touching, but kind of badly placed. He wasn't interested in grades or graduating. In his opinion things were no longer about good grades, it was students versus teachers, students versus students, and in the end it wasn't your qualifications in the field of education, but the strength and application of proper fist and feet use. Aka fighting, becoming stronger.

"Being a senior has it's benefits, namely free periods where I don't have class. I was actually heading home," That was a complete and utter lie, he was skipping history and he knew it. He liked history, and he knew a lot of history probably more than the teacher he had so he didn't feel the need to go to class except to drop off assignments and take tests. Honestly, why go to a class when all they do is teach straight out of the book?

He made it to the floor they needed to be on and he opened it to lead to the hallway, "You stutter a lot teach, I don't make you uncomfortable or anything do I? Don't worry about my height, if you had been here a few weeks ago I'd have been in a wheelchair and we'd be more about the same height."

It was true, he had come a long way since then, mostly because of the freaky bandages he had that seemed to heal him much quicker.

"Hey it's that tall fucker! And some short chick!" A kid called out, Kenin recognized him. He was the kid Areon had beaten up when he was knocking Kenin around. Kenin was suddenly filled with a great sensation to hurt the kid, especially since he had healed up much better than the kid realized. With the kid was two others both of them looking more at the girl than Kenin. Both had bad intentions for the girl.

"See teach, this is why I'm escorting you instead of going to class," He said. He liked violence, he wasn't one for helping people unless it just so happened to suite him, and this suited him greatly. He had his chance at revenge and a little bit of at est of his strength, and the girl wouldn't be left alone against three thugs. "Just stay here...."

He wanted them by himself, and he would charge, the main guy coming straight for him. Kenin would raise his large foot and stomp into the guy's chest, taking him clear off his feet and slamming him into the ground. The two with him tried to run past either side of Kenin to get to the girl, but his arms reached out simultaneously, his hands completely wrapping around their heads. "Nice try..."

His hands would slam together, causing the heads of the two to collide and knock them out. Leaving just the guy on the floor under his large shoe conscious, "The... fuck... you were in a fucking CHAIR! How the FUCK can you do this shit now?"

"Simple, because I wanted to be able to bad enough," He said as he raised his foot and stomped the guys face, breaking his nose and causing blood to gush from it as the guy coughed and passed out. He turned around to Mrs. C, "Welcome to public high school two five nine. You can expect more like them, be ready."

[Ms. Cardellini]

He called me out on my stutter. Quite conceited to think it was he that caused it. Also rather rude to point it out. Still he was a mere child so I just neglected to answer him. As we walked I began to get some sort of bearing for where I was due to the number scheme on the door.

Some boys began to say things to this Katashi fellow. "Ill just be on my way then" i said but no one seemed to notice. A scuffle of sorts began but I was on my way without anyone so much as noticing. As a teacher I could not stand by and let them have a fight. So I chose not to stand by. Walking into my class I began to get things ready for the day ahead of me.

[Kenin Katashi]

When Kenin went to look for her she was gone. Perhaps she was annoyed, or maybe she just didn't want to stick around. Not very typical, teachers generally liked violence, especially since they were openly allowed to hit students, a law they were constantly using to beat the shit out of them. They were products of the system and that teacher would need a stomach if that was the issue. Then again, maybe she just turned tail and ran so she wouldn't get hurt, that could have been it too.

"Eh," He said without so much of a care. He was no longer interested in the matter and simply chose to leave. Maybe he'd see her around, maybe not. He did his job for the day, showing her to her classroom. Now he'd head somewhere to try and sleep if he could, or maybe he'd just drink. Whatever the case, he'd let the teacher be.