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A Tekken Story: Through the Years - Volume I	By : DarkRomancer Category: +S through Z > Tekken Views: 4725 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Tekken but I do own my OCs and plot. If you steal, be prepared to suffer. I am also making no profit from this story what so ever.

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Chapter Summary: Akira gets into trouble at school, so finally her
mother confronts her about her recent behaviour�
Disclaimer: I do not own Tekken but I do own my OCs and plot. If
you steal, be prepared to suffer.
Chapter Warnings:
Swearing and some violence.
Notes: Well, it�s all kicking-off now! I wonder if anyone
knows where I got the names for those punks from?
Well, I recently finished watching the anime adaption from where these
character names from (hint, hint) and I thought the ending totally sucked. I
wanted more but I�m not gonna get more (but a 3^rd series of Junjou Romantica has
been renewed so I guess it makes up for it! ^^)
Extra Notes: I can�t believe holidays are finishing next week! I
don�t wanna go back! I don�t wanna do exams! *sadface*

Chapter 16 � New Friends will be up soon!
A
Tekken Story: Through the Years

The rebel can never find peace. He knows what is good and, despite
himself, does evil. The value which supports him is never given to him once and
for all � he must fight to uphold it, unceasingly
Albert Camus

Chapter 15 �
Rebel

I extended my legs straight so my
feet were propped up on the chair beside me.
I might as well, looks like I�m gonna be here for a while.
Ms. Nakagawa looked up and cleared her throat, but I
ignored her by inspecting my metallic silver painted nails.
I was sitting outside of
Mishima�s office for the second time this week because I was in �trouble�,
which meant my Mom was being addressed about my little �attitude problem� I had
been experiencing for a week and a half.
The first time I had conducted
here was at the beginning of the week for my �abusive outburst� towards Mrs. Maeda (apparently, she didn�t want to get me into
trouble, be she felt that she needed to inform someone. Whatever).
The old man just lectured me about how �teachers and students were concerned
about me� and how I �wasn�t the creative, capable student� anymore. Like I give a damn about all that.
What�s the point?
He just gave me a slap on the
wrist and a heavy warning that if my �behaviour� continued, they would contact
my mother.
So much for it being a threat.
I tried to listen, but I only
managed to catch little muffled snippets through the closed door.
��her grades are starting to
lower�her attitude is unsatisfactory�she�s no longer completing deadlines�she
turns up late to lessons or skips classes�she does seem to care about her
education anymore�,�
Damn right I don�t care anymore.
I don�t care about my education, I don�t care about someone else but me, and I
certainly don�t care about people�s new perceptions of me.
I�ve stopped hanging out with
friends. I�ve stopped applying myself to lessons. I�ve stopped bothering to
listen to anyone but me.
I�ve stopped being me.
And if anyone doesn�t like it,
screw them.
So, my new-founded �arrogance�
(so to speak) had gotten me into trouble again this morning. I didn�t bother
turning up to kumi this morning (the lie-in was worth
it) and when I came strolling into school for first period, the first two
people in see in the morning was Mabuchi and Leiko.
�Yo,
Kazama!� Mabuchi greeted, strolling up to
Jin, who was by his locker, Leiko fixed dependably to
his side,� How�s it going?�
�Muto, I suggest you head to your
classroom,� Ryo readied himself into his protective mode already.
�And I suggest to you, Kikukawa, to
butt out of my business, yeah?� he sneered in Ryo�s face as Leiko
cackled. Mabuchi turned back to Jin, whose eyes were obviated to the floor, his
locker door closed,� Now, Kazama, I have a question to ask you,� he tapped his
chin in thought while Leiko bared her teeth in a
harsh grin ,� Do you have any spare cash on you?�
�I�m warning you, Muto,� Ryo
stepped forward, creating a barrier between Jin and Mabuchi.
�What? Can�t I ask the pretty
rich boy for some extra cash? C�mon, he�s rolling in it, so there�s no problem
in asking, is there?� he shoved Ryo by the shoulder, making him crash into the
other lockers before focusing on Jin again,� C�mon Kazama, don�t make me ask
twice,� he cracked his knuckles, begging for a fight.
A few seconds of silence struck
by when Leiko perked up,� Oh, what�s wrong Jin? Cat
got your tongue?�
Jin lifted his glance to meet the
eyes of Leiko first for a few seconds, then it shifted to Mabuchi, burning with caution,� Leave,�
�Looks like pretty rich boy can
bite back,�
�It would seem so,� As quick as
lightning, Mabuchi grasped the back of Jin�s neck and hauled him down to his
level,� What�s the matter, Jinny-chan? Gonna run off
to Granddaddy? Or your queer friend, Ichigo-chin?�
I didn�t comprehend that I had
been watching the whole scene unfold or why I could feel fire-like fury
burning, making my muscles swell with power and strength.
�Or are you going to go running
back to Mommy? Oh wait�you can�t, can you?�
That�s enough!
�Hey, usuratonkachi!� I nodded towards Mabuchi and Leiko.
They both rotated in my direction,
but their scorning looks told me they weren�t pleased to see me.
I smirked and placed a hand on my
hip, my eyebrows levitated in surprise,� Oh, do you two actually answer to that
now?�
�Shut up, you stupid bitch!� Leiko screeched,
her eyes narrowed.
�Come to defend your pathetic
friends, Oshimaki?�
I scoffed,� Nothing
of the sort. I just hate seeing big-mouthed
losers clogging up our corridors in such early hours of the morning,�
�Go to hell, you pig!�
�Oh, you really hurt my feelings
that time, Nara-chan!� I mocked, pretending to look hurt like a whiny little
girl.
Mabuchi held the bimbo back with
his arm,� So, gonna come to Jinny-chan�s rescue?�
�Nah, I�m just gonna take you
down for the hell of it,�
Hence why
Mabuchi ended up in the medical award with a broken nose and a concussion.
And why I was sat outside the principal�s
office.
After waiting for about thirty
minutes, Mom marched out of the office, her cheeks coloured and her hair
tangled.
She shot me a scowling look,�
Come on, we�re going home,�
I hung back as we left the
school, our steps out of sync. A definite quietness fell over us in the car as
we drove home. When we arrived home, she didn�t even bother removing her shoes
in the genkan, she just strode straight into the living room, me trailing on
her heels.
�You!� she curved to me abruptly,
rage written all over her face,� I cannot believe you! This is not like you!�
�I take it that the meeting
wasn�t good?�
�Don�t get smart with me, young
lady!� she seized my shoulder,� Don�t you realise what you�re doing? I know I
didn�t tolerate your father teaching you and your sister martial arts, but I
don�t condemn you using your fighting skills to hurt other people! And I don�t
condemn you letting your grades slip, or your attitude towards your education
to worsen or for your respect towards others to completely disappear! Don�t you
realise what you�re doing?�
I shrugged,� Like I care,�
�That�s exactly the attitude I�m
talking about! Your teachers and friends are worried about you! You�re shutting
everyone out with a tough fa�ade! Why? Why are you doing this?�
�Doing what?�
��becoming someone that you�re
not�,�
�Like I said, I don�t care,�
�I don�t understand why you�re
doing this! I know you were close to your father, but me
and Hana lost him too, and we�re not acting the way you are right now!�
�Shut up!� I smacked her hand
away,� Like I fucking care about what everyone thinks
about me or their concerns! You�re right, I have changed, but for the better!
So, don�t talk to me like you know how my brain works! You don�t understand
anything!�
�Then help me to understand! Tell
me why you�re acting like this!�
�You wanna understand why I�m
acting like this? Easy � you�re a crap mother,�
Mom gasped,� You�,�
�I don�t care about the teachers,
I don�t care about my so-called friends, I don�t care about you or Hana, and I
certainly care about the new baby!�
She didn�t say anything. She just
stared at me in astonishment, unable to form a single word.
�You didn�t deserve him�,� I
twirled on my heel and left the house again, not regretting any word I had just
spoken.
�
I couldn�t believe it! My own
mother was moralising me too! Damn it!
Screw her! Screw them all!
I was angry with nowhere to go. I
just wanted to be alone, but I didn�t want to go home and face that wretch
again. So I decided to roam around the area, only to end up at the local park.
�Oh look, it�s the school-girl!�
a recognisable, gruff voice hailed when I drifted past.
Out of the corner of my eye, I
could see those punks I saw last week jump off the metal barrier of the park. The
leader grinned and approached me, the other three watching with interest as he
did.
�What the hell do you want?� I
stepped away from him to create some distant in case he tried any funny
business.
He raised his hands cautiously,� Woah, chill out, man! I just wanna talk to ya,�
�I�m not in the mood for talking,�
�Relax,� he pushed his hands into
the depths of his pockets and treaded closer to me. He gave off an air of
danger, but I felt like he was being friendly towards me,� What�s your name?�
�Akira,� I didn�t even waver.
�I�m Nanaya,
and those guys over there are Lulu, Shiki and Hiryu.
Wanna hang out?�
I smirked,� Sure, why not?� I
said without dithering.
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