Post by Kazuma on Dec 29, 2006 23:45:04 GMT 1
It was roughly after 8 in the morning when senior math started. Role had already been taken and the clean shaved young looking teacher had already begun his lesson plan for the day. So far everything had been set up for an average day in the not so average high school.
Just as the teacher the teacher was in the middle of explaining one of the formulas written on the board the front door creaked open and an imposing figure popped his head into the room.
Can I help you ?
"Yeah is this algebra 2"
Yes why
Kazuma then walked the rest of the way into the class room, dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a tight fitting Man O war tee shirt the giant muscle bound teens eyes began to scan the room for a seat
"Sorry I am late had trouble finding the class...my names Kazuma Sagara"
The Teacher rolled his eyes in annoyance but accepted the boys excuse, picking up his roster his eyes quickly ran over the names of the students. And there at the very bottom was his name, a name that was very odd for a man who was clearly of Latin decent
Alright Mister Sagara, please take a seat and note that we begin class at 8 on the dot, if your late again well you know the rules
he said with a smirk. Kazuma couldn't really give a shit, he had been up since 3:30 am training at a gym and between that and the still present jet lag Kazuma had every intention of sleeping instead of studying. He maneuvered himself toward the back of the room, taking a seat which was right against the back wall.
As the teacher went on with his lesson, kazuma's head leaned against the wall in back of him and his eyes began to slowly close themselves as he drifted off into a light coma like sleep.
Ten minutes passed in the class and Kazuma's sleep had gone unnoticed and then it happened
Mister Sagara...will you please come up here and finish the equation
There was a small laughter from the Varron students who had been Kazuma during first period before, they knew he was dead to the world when he was asleep. The teacher in a bit of frustration looked back into his students and saw the giant catching a nap during his time. It was something he had never seen a student in his class even attempt to do but there Kazuma was disrespecting him and his class by sleeping. With a devious smirk the man cracked his knuckles, he didn't care how big this student was he knew he could seriously hurt him before he even opened his eyes.
Mister Linn....I wouldn't do that if I was you
A varron transfer spoke aloud catching the teachers eye
What was that Mister Blain...something to contribute he said in an overly sarcastic tone
I said I wouldn't do that if I was you....I've had class with him before and seen this happen once before already, as soon as you touch him you'll be on sick leave
I doubt he could hit me as he is cradling his broken fingers
And with that he approached the still sleeping Kazuma who had begun to drool slightly out of his still open mouth. Mister Linn stood In front of Kazuma's desk and eyes his left hand which was resting on it. It looked deformed covered in scar tissue and begging shaped by the badly fused bones which made up his knuckles Linn was almost sorry that his hand would now go through another injury as he eyed the thick middle finger on Kazuma's hand.
Bending down slightly almost at eye leave with him Linn smirked as his right hand reached out for Kazuma's left middle finger, and just as his finger tips touched the skin on Kazuma finger the giants eyes shot open. It was almost an automatic reflex that he attacked, his almost victimized left hand shot up and grabbed Linn's tie and with an unstoppable amount of force pull Mr. Linn's body down slamming his head into the hard ceramic desk which he sat at.
In the time it took to blink Mr Linn's fell to the floor unconscious and as Kazuma looked around alittle dumbfounded several Varron student began to give him a small applause while the Hircine natives ran to there teachers side. And as Kazuma figured out what he had just done he could only think of one thing to say for his actions
"Oh shit"
Just as the teacher the teacher was in the middle of explaining one of the formulas written on the board the front door creaked open and an imposing figure popped his head into the room.
Can I help you ?
"Yeah is this algebra 2"
Yes why
Kazuma then walked the rest of the way into the class room, dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a tight fitting Man O war tee shirt the giant muscle bound teens eyes began to scan the room for a seat
"Sorry I am late had trouble finding the class...my names Kazuma Sagara"
The Teacher rolled his eyes in annoyance but accepted the boys excuse, picking up his roster his eyes quickly ran over the names of the students. And there at the very bottom was his name, a name that was very odd for a man who was clearly of Latin decent
Alright Mister Sagara, please take a seat and note that we begin class at 8 on the dot, if your late again well you know the rules
he said with a smirk. Kazuma couldn't really give a shit, he had been up since 3:30 am training at a gym and between that and the still present jet lag Kazuma had every intention of sleeping instead of studying. He maneuvered himself toward the back of the room, taking a seat which was right against the back wall.
As the teacher went on with his lesson, kazuma's head leaned against the wall in back of him and his eyes began to slowly close themselves as he drifted off into a light coma like sleep.
Ten minutes passed in the class and Kazuma's sleep had gone unnoticed and then it happened
Mister Sagara...will you please come up here and finish the equation
There was a small laughter from the Varron students who had been Kazuma during first period before, they knew he was dead to the world when he was asleep. The teacher in a bit of frustration looked back into his students and saw the giant catching a nap during his time. It was something he had never seen a student in his class even attempt to do but there Kazuma was disrespecting him and his class by sleeping. With a devious smirk the man cracked his knuckles, he didn't care how big this student was he knew he could seriously hurt him before he even opened his eyes.
Mister Linn....I wouldn't do that if I was you
A varron transfer spoke aloud catching the teachers eye
What was that Mister Blain...something to contribute he said in an overly sarcastic tone
I said I wouldn't do that if I was you....I've had class with him before and seen this happen once before already, as soon as you touch him you'll be on sick leave
I doubt he could hit me as he is cradling his broken fingers
And with that he approached the still sleeping Kazuma who had begun to drool slightly out of his still open mouth. Mister Linn stood In front of Kazuma's desk and eyes his left hand which was resting on it. It looked deformed covered in scar tissue and begging shaped by the badly fused bones which made up his knuckles Linn was almost sorry that his hand would now go through another injury as he eyed the thick middle finger on Kazuma's hand.
Bending down slightly almost at eye leave with him Linn smirked as his right hand reached out for Kazuma's left middle finger, and just as his finger tips touched the skin on Kazuma finger the giants eyes shot open. It was almost an automatic reflex that he attacked, his almost victimized left hand shot up and grabbed Linn's tie and with an unstoppable amount of force pull Mr. Linn's body down slamming his head into the hard ceramic desk which he sat at.
In the time it took to blink Mr Linn's fell to the floor unconscious and as Kazuma looked around alittle dumbfounded several Varron student began to give him a small applause while the Hircine natives ran to there teachers side. And as Kazuma figured out what he had just done he could only think of one thing to say for his actions
"Oh shit"
