Lossing a temper

[Kazuma]

Kazuma sat on the edge of the roof top looking over and enjoying the view that it allowed him. In his mouth he violently chewed away at a piece of nicotine gum trying his best to fend of the craving for a cigarette. With tensions so high it was stupid on his part to decided to quit but it was something he had been planning on doing for a while.

So far his stay at this school had been an uneventful one, in all truth that was the way he preferred things. He was not out to change the world nor was he here to keep things the way they were he simply wanted to train, to get stronger, hell maybe even to fall in love, he never wanted to worry about being dragged into this inevitable war.

It was at this time of deep thought that the roof door opened. He never minded the company on the roof, most of the time it was just a few kids coming up for a quick smoke but sadly this time would be different. It was a small group of ten of so people 8 were students native to the high school and 2 looked to be student deans. All of them were talking loudly about how the transfers and how they were a plague on this school, Kazuma just did his best stare out into space chewing his gum and trying to ignore them but it didn't seem he would get a choice in the matter.

Everything got quite for a moment and with no warning a large hand placed itself on his shoulder. "Hey moron theres no gum chewing in school" Kazuma's head turned and looked at the student dean who was wearing a grin that clearly gave away his intentions, but for a laugh Kazuma figured he'd play nice for the time being

"I'm sorry just trying to..." He never got out the full sentence, his face was greeted by the fist of the student dean knocking him backward from his seated position and putting him on his back with very little effort. Those that were with him began to laugh and make various comments.
"All those muscles and he still a pussy"

Kazuma rolled over his hands and knees being stabbed with the pebbles that lay on the roof "oh you dumb ass if only you knew who you were dealing with" Kazuma stood his head held down making his face impossible for them to see, hiding the look of pure madness and evil on his face "Enlighten us who are we dealing with" the student dean asked with a hint of arrogance in his voice. Still keeping his head down "If you talk to the cops, tell them MDK did this to you" the student dean huffed "did what to us?" it was then kazuma looked up, his right eye was closed tightly and his left eye burned with an inferno of blood lust. All ten of them just looked on in curiosity and fear.

Before the student dean set up in a fighting stance Kazuma leaped off of his right leg his hand shot forward slamming into his face, the palm of his hand breaking his victims nose and at the same time knocking off his feet. Using his size and weight he forced the mans head into the crushing his skull against the rocks and the tar on the roof. Kazuma then stood up he moved to fast for a person his size and the mans 9 other friends just looked at him in shock like he was some kind of demon of sorts.
"Screw it, he can't take on all of us at once"

----Several Minutes later----

A scream range out through the air it was a scream that could make one skin crawl and ears bleed. One of the boys was still left conscious doing his best to crawl away and to try and stay awake, it was clear that his left arm had been popped from it's joint and his face had looked like it had been been beaten with a hammer. And just as he made it to the roof door he finally pass out from the pain coursing through his body.

Kazumawas now sitting in the same spot he had originally been in before he had been disturbed, this time he had a cigarette dangling from his lips. For the most part he was fine, beside a small cut on his hand he had gave himself punching one of them in the mouth, not a scratch could be seen on him.

Finally regaining his senses kazuma looked at the ten bruised and bleeding bodies, there was little movement besides their chests rising up and down and the breathed. Getting up from his seated position he walked over to the student dean that had originally caused all the problems. He reached down and grabbed the cell phone that was clipped to his belt and flipped it open his thumb dialing 911.

"Hello...Yes I need an ambulance at Hircine High school there are 10 injured student unconscious on the roof" He pressed the end button and dropped the phone. And began to walk toward the roof door, flicking the cigarette out of his hand just before his foot touched the first step down

[pinefresh]

Screams, lots and lots of screams and grunts were what greeted Malikai as he made his way up the stairs toward the landing which led to the door which lead to the rooftop. The sounds were like that of a brawl in which one side heavily out numbers the other. Sadly the true number of voices could not be made out from where Malikai walked. The echo in the stairwell was too great for that.

He took his time, Malikai did not want to have to fight when he got there. He also did not want to have to explain to any of the Pillars why he was covered in blood. If he was clean Malikai could say he got there after the fight. Plus none of the men on the ground would see him and exonerate him. Even with the corruption in the school there was still a small amount of fairness and logic when it came to certain dealings.

Instead of taking two minutes to get up the stairs Malikai took five and what he saw was slightly shocking. At first he saw a boy crawling slowly and painfully toward him as if to escape while many others lay there motionless. Only one other besides Malikai and the groaning boy were still conscious and that was another smoking a cigarette. He seemed unscathed from the fight as if he came just before Malikai did. A cut on one of his hands told Malikai otherwise, he had been fighting here.

The boy turned and began to walk toward Malikai and the stairs, he was indeed unscathed from the fight. That could only mean one thing, a weapon. A fight involving that many people would cause any man who had been fighting with just his fists considerable damage to his hands and he would not escape injury. This boy had which could only logically mean that he was holding a weapon. The thought of such cowardice made Malikai's blood boil to the point it was hard to keep in check. If Malikai knew for sure this boy no longer held the weapon he'd be finished. Sadly in this state self preservation takes priority.

Leaning against the right side of the door Malikai looked the boy over with his emerald eyes. His usual non-impressed look plastered all over his face. "So..." Malikai said making sure to hold his Italian accent and keep the anger out of his voice. "What happened here?"

[Kazuma]

Kazuma had been stopped by another young man, this one was was harder to read then the others who lay on the floor now, one look from them and he knew he was in for trouble. This one on the other hand Kazuma had no idea what his intentions could be.

Kazuma's ears heard his question "What happened here". He looked over at those who had fallen and gave a small smile but then his eye caught the cell phone he had just dropped. "Its true what they say about these roofs being dangerous" he paused "No if you excuse me I have to go"

He was about to take a step and get off this roof top when one of his victims was able to say something "You mon..ster" Kazuma just looked back and gave a soft chuckle at his victim before turning to this stranger "Poor bastard, knew I should have hit him one more time"

[pinefresh]

"Its true what they say about these roofs being dangerous...Now if you excuse me I have to go"

~Yeah right go...I bet you'd like to think that you big lummox~ Malikai thought to himself as he pushed off the side of the doorway so he now stood right in the middle of it. This was probably not the most intelligent thing he had ever done especially against someone so big. Then again, a logical intelligent person would have turned tail and run at the sight of all this. Besides, the boy had not answered his question, all he did was avoid it.

When the kid on the floor turned and coughed out monster Malikai looked down and then back up to the boy he had directed the question too. ~So he did all this...great...now where is he hiding that weapon?~

Searching over the boy all he saw was a stupid grin no weapon in sight. The boy however was very big and could hide a weapon on his person just about anywhere. It was time to ask again. "The roof is only dangerous if you get too close to the edge, but as even you can see these boys did not fall over the side..." He took one small step forward before he continued to talk.

"Personally all I see here is a brutal assault with a weapon on ten students. Based on how badly they got it, your total lack of injury, and the fact that your knuckles show no signs of coming in contact with the face, by that I mean no bruising or scratching, I'm probably right. So I'll ask again and try not to avoid the question or bullshit me this time, what happened here." Malikai's demeanor was still that of a calm person but his voice had an extra bit of harshness to it. He was still civil just a little more harsh considering he did not like to be jerked around.

[Kazuma]

Kazuma smiled, he was getting a kick out of this kid and getting a laugh about being accused of using a weapon. Kazuma's eye caught the metal door next to him (Let me amuse this kid) he thought to himself. His fist shot forward with a tremendous force colliding with the door and causing the metal to dent slightly around his oddly misshapen knuckles.

He still had a smile on his face even after doing something that would cause another to wince in pain. Still holding his fist together he removed it from the door and held it into of this stranger, besides being slightly red there was no damage to his hand "I've spent half my life hitting cement walls and steel doors in frustration, you do it long enough and your hands become your weapons".

Opening up his hand he then brought it down to his side and brought it to a rest. "As for these jokers and what happened to them...I'll be honest I beat them. " he looked at the bodies quickly "They had no idea who I was and they paid for being over confident in their abilities" he said in an almost disappointing voice

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cigarettes and lighter and quickly screwed one into his lips and lit it up "Now is that all, I really don't want to be here when the ambulance comes for these guys, cause with my luck the cops will be with them"

[pinefresh]

(OOC: I'm using your name in my post to avoid confusion within my own writing. Don't worry my character is not going to say he knows who you are its just an organizational tool for me.)

~What the hell is this joker smiling about?~ Malikai asked himself as he continued to look at Kazuma. His patience was starting to wear very thin with this kid as it did with all thugs. Kazuma assumed his size made him superior to Malikai, it was a stupid thought and one he might end up regretting later.

The fist came flying out of nowhere while Malikai was thinking about how much he would love to wipe the smile off his face. As a result he would not have had time to react had the target been him. Turning his eyes slowly toward door which now held a fist print in it. Malikai had to admit he was almost impressed. Running his hand over the dent in the metal door he caught only the basics of what Kazuma had said. ~Glad that wasn't me...~ he thought to himself as he removed his hand away from the door.

"Keep doing that and your hands will become useless." Malikai said turning back to look at Kazuma. "Give it another few years and your hands will become so callused and hard you will be almost unable to properly use them...Not to mention the joint pain your going to have."

This boy was a tool and perhaps a useful one at that. Though he doubted it highly, Malikai never gave up the opportunity to create a new connection. "You might as well stay right where you are. By now the cops have called the principal and he has sent everyone including the pillars to the roof to stop you. As big as you are you cannot take all of them and even if you managed to do so, the cops would have you before you managed to clear the hallway." Malikai wondered if the boy understood the logic that had just spouted from his mouth. "Also waiting around helps your case greatly, so hows about you enjoy that smoke and tell me your name?"

[Kazuma]

Kazuma looked over at the boy as he spoke, his points were definatly valid to say the least. Sure he was pretty confident that with his advanced understanding in group brawling he would not only be able to punch a hole through any group of students that would dare try and stop him he would even probably be able to add a few bodies to pile that already existed behind him. But he knew better then to try and mess with the students and the cops, he knew that no matter how big he had gotten thier tazers and other non lethal weapons were disigned to deal with people such as himself making it so a 150lb cop could bring him down with out even laying a finger on him.

"It feels like giving up but your right, my biggest problem would be trying to get away from the cops and thats not something I have the ability to do..."

He then just kind of trialed off as he began to hear the distant sounds of siriens. He was becoming all to familiar with there blaring ear spilting noise in the most recent years of his life, someting he was not to proud of in the least.

Mumbeling he quitely said to himself (Wish there was another way off this roof) he then looked over at one who had cause him his delay in get away, he had not raised his hand to fight yet so destroying him was out of the question yet but it didn't mean that he didn't want to. He took another drag from his cigarette and took a few steps back incase he had to deal with more company from this hell hole

"I doubt sticking around is going to help my case once more students get up here, after all being caught in a situation like this with my record will only prove me to be the guilty one......but if you must know my names Kazuma Sagara"

[pinefresh]

"And my name is Malikai, its nice to meet you Kazuma." Malikai said turning to look down the stairs to see if anyone was going to come up here. He could make out a few shadows lurking down by the bottom of the stairs. They were obviously waiting for someone or group to come down. The question was were they there on order or out of interest. Malikai closed the door and turned around.

"Yeah...They're not going to come up they're going to ambush you on the way down." Malikai moved away from the door and toward the ledge carefully peering around. Jumping off the front or back was out of the question however the right side provided an opening.

It seemed there was a small ledge below the top right ledge right below the opening for the vent system for probably the chemistry lab. Chemistry labs generally had an extra fan system just in case something went wrong in the room. The fan could be turned on in the event of a chemical spill quickly remove the harmful fumes. How fortunate it was that the chemistry lab was so close to the top of the school.

"Well Kazuma if your so worried about getting caught then today is your lucky day." Malikai motioned for him to come over at which point he would point to the lower ledge. "See that ledge its only one ledge down from where we are, its not very wide but even with your bulk you could make it...I think. The point is from that ledge you could probably get into one of the classrooms and escape, easily evading the cops." These words were in a whispered tone so that the very injured man on the roof could not hear at all. To him it would not matter he was probably way too traumatized to even know what was going on.

Malikai came up behind the groaning boy and delivered a swift kick to the back of the head to knock him out. He did it partially out of humanity and partially for his own ends. "Now that he can no longer hear us there is one thing you have to do for me if you decide to leave by the ledge. Your going to have to hit me...In the stomach hard enough that I cannot be accused of trying to help you."

[Kazuma]

These words such beautiful words from Malikai mouth, a way off the roof without confrontation with the authorities and it came with the perk of hitting Malikai. He walked over and took a quick look at his escape rout, just eying it he could tell it was going to be a tight fit alittle to tight for comfort. A quick flash of himself getting stuck and being pried out by officers quickly plagued his thoughts. It would be so much more embarrassing then then just getting jumped at the bottom of the steps and then being arrested.

There were so many things that were going through his head at once, he knew fighting his way out would be a wasted attempt but he would still go down with honor. He also knew he had a record in New York City with assault charges, murder suspicions, and 1 count of murder in self defense that would have the SFDP lock him up without a second thought as soon as they took his name in booking.

And of course there was the matter of what Malikai planned to get out of this. Kazuma knew everyone wanted something and Malikai knew Kazuma's full name and if he ever wanted to could easily use this incident against him in the future. His attention and his head turned back to Malikai

"As tempting as a way out sounds I got two problems, I can't hit you till you take a swing at me and I got to know what the hell do you get out of helping a Varron bastard like me?"

[pinefresh]

"As tempting as a way out sounds I got two problems, I can't hit you till you take a swing at me and I got to know what the hell do you get out of helping a Varron bastard like me?"

~Good question...what do I want from you?...~ Malikai asked himself as he stood there. It was in fact quite a hard question to answer considering the circumstances. This little incident would make an excellent source of blackmail material for Kazuma if that was what Malikai really wanted to do. He had no interested in trying to make this boy a tool of any sort he was too dangerous for that, the backlash would be to great for that.

He smiled when the thought finally came to him. This boy was a weapon perhaps with a little effort he could just point this weapon in the right direction. By doing so he could just easily let nature take its course.

"Nothing really, your a little too dangerous and reckless for my use. I prefer to only fight when it calls for me to do so. As you can see there is a great amount of inequality at this school that many of us are trying to remove. The Pillars seem to want this to put you Varronites...If you are a Varronite that is...and the rest of us down to maintain their strangle hold over the school. I have no problem with order or following orders but they're taking it too far. When the time comes for us to finally fight I need you to be there and fight with us and not against us. All I ask of you is this one little thing...Well that and try to find others who would help our cause as well. Other then that I have nothing to gain from this."

[Kazuma]

As Kazuma heard Malikai his fist balled up as he began to hear sirens getting closer and closer cutting his escape time down greatly. As he finished his sentance Kazuma's fist shot out unexpectidly arching upwards slightly burying itself into Malikai's stomach. It was a hard blow not his hardest but then agian he wasn't looking to make this boy who had chosen to help him cough up blood like he had made some of the others laying on the roof do so.

Removing his large hand from the boys midsection he took a step back in a sense wanting to see exactly how much he had hurt him, after all Kazuma could not let those who would come up here think in anyway this boy had been connected in helping the real assaliant escape

[pinefresh]

Malikai finished talking only to find a fist buried in his stomach. He had to admit he had expected some warning before the shot would land. Then again it was better the Kazuma did not warn him as his body would have been ready for it.

Due to Malikai's training his stomach was able to take a lot of damage when flexed. Had he known it was coming this punch would have barely phased him in truth. Since he was unable to flex fully all that was done was the reaction. His stomach muscles were only able to tighten about 30% upon impact. In other words, barely softening the blow.

He dropped to his knees and groaned as he sucked in some air. "Not...Bad...At...All..." He said weakly with a small smirk on his face. "Now stop standing there watching and go. I'll take care of the rest. I'll be keeping in touch with you from time to time, so don't get arrested beforehand."

With that said Malikai moved back to the door and slammed his head into it drawing blood and screwing up his vision. He stumbled three steps away from the door before falling to the ground and passing out. ~Perhaps I hit my head a little too hard.~

[Kazuma]

He could not help but watch Malikai ram his head into the door and go down. He knew one day he would have to repay the young man, even if he did cause this by stalling him in the first place. He then heard sirens right outside the front of the school, creeping toward the ledge he peeked over and saw two ambulances and a cop car.

He didn't need another second before he headed toward the right side of the roof. Very carefully he leapt on the ledge just below him now the onlything standing between him and freedom was a flimsy steel grate.
Using his side 15 boot he slammed his left foot into it, the fist kick denting it with the second completly puching it into the vent.

After some careful manuvering he managed to fit himself into the vent system and crawled through the narrow shaft, his large broad shoulders getting him stuck every few seconds.

When he came to the end of the shaft he was able to look through a fan right beneth him. Just as Malikai said it was indeed a chemistry room, but right now the room was filled with students as a class was taking place.
"Just my luck...looks like I am stuck here for a while" He said softly to himself knowing if he burst out of the vents it would only lead to an lots of questions and possibly a class room brawl