Still Doll (Akashi Seijuro Fan Fiction)

08: The Doll goes to School

"Why are female uniforms so convoluted?" I asked my own reflection on Akashi-kun's mirror. The skirt is black and I dislike it for being too short. I turned it around my waist for a number of times, lacking knowledge on what is front and what is back. It looks the same at any angles.

I gave up on the skirt and wore the white, long sleeved, button up blouse. I took the piece of skyish-blue fabric out and tried tying it on my neck under my collar, and found it impossible.

"I should've consulted Akashi-kun about this matter."

Thinking of my owner. I haven't told him my idea of discovering what school is. Is it against my rule to not notify my master? I contemplated in front of the mirror for a moment then shook my head.

"It is not." I assured myself then decided to head out, because according to my research, school has a required time for entering.

Akashi-kun always leaves early so I got time to change without getting on his way. My master is responsible and I don't know whether I should feel proud or be angered. What is to be proud and be angered? That I don't know yet.

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Taking the same route as before,
I trailed my way towards the so called fountain, where I first met the female students of Shutoku. They also told me that that way is their school, so I'll take the chance and just ask while I'm on my way.

"This will be a very disastrous day." A man sitting inside a cart sighed with his head laid in between his knees.

"It won't be Shin-chan, trust me." The one driving the bike laughed gaily. Is this a portraition of a man and his servant? I walked near them, thankful enough that they're moving in a slow pace.

"Bakao! Why didn't you even remind me?" The one at the back growled. Peculiar, is green even a recommendable color for a hair?

"Since you told me to bring this, I thought it's your lucky item." The jolly one laughed, that made me think of him as a masochist, enjoying his life as a servant that is.

"Ohaasa said that Cancers are the least lucky today, my lucky item is the only one who can contradict with my unluckiness, and because I'm so unlucky, I even forgot my lucky item." Mr. Four-eyed palmed his face.

"It said least lucky, it didn't say you're unlucky, whatever that ohaasa is." I spoke my mind out, making the two creatures turn to look at me. The raven haired guy abruptly stopped driving, and the man behind him almost flew up front, making him grunt in annoyance.

"I'm new here and I don't know where my school is." I softly uttered when I got my chance. This two are also wearing a uniform, maybe they're from some school near here. The servant stepped off the bike and approached me.

"From what school are you Ms.?" He winked at me. That gesture gives me a fluttery feeling, and I don't like it.

"You really love to prove that you're an idiot. She's wearing a Shutoku uniform." The man behind him said without looking.

"Are you from Shutoku as well?" I asked, my head a bit tilted. He suddenly grabbed my wrist and dragged me near the cart.

"Why won't you ride with Shin-chan?" He offered. I turned my gaze towards the four eyed man inside the cart and he has a vexed face on. I wouldn't mind walking if this guy's offering is half-assed.

"No thank you. Just show me the way and I'd be really grateful." I raised my right hand up like I'm pledging. The man in front of me darted his gaze towards his master.

"Neh Shin-chan, stop showing your scowling face, you're scaring..." he looked at me and I looked back at him, not knowing what he wants.

"What's your name?"

"Alice."

He smiled at me sweetly then turned again to his friend with a teary face. It amazes me on how people changes emotions in a short period of time.

"You're scaring Alice-chan." He shouted while pointing at the now-more-annoyed mega-ne. His master looked at him sheepishly then his eyes darted towards me. Albeit his eyes being covered by his glasses, I'm amaze to see how beautiful this man's eyes are. His eye lashes are long, and his emerald eyes are sharp. But all of that goes to waste and it's because I find him really arrogant.

"None of my problem." He said then turned away from us.

"Haughty." I murmured and that made the green-haired guy turn to me with his eyes wide. I pivoted then started to walk. I always speak my mind and I'm glad to see how people react on it, Akashi-kun always shows none.

"Are you sure you don't want to ride?" The servant asked me and I nodded in response.

"I'm Takao Kazunari by the way. You can call me Takao." He said as he hopped on his bike. He offered his hand and I remembered how Kotaro-kun held my hand before. I looked at his hand then enclosed mine with his. He vigorously shook it. Oh, that's how you greet using your hand.

"That's Shintaro Midorima. You can call him Tsun-Tsun." He laughed as I looked at the green head.

"TAKAO!" He shouted with an annoyed visage then shoots his eyes towards me again. I nodded at Takao-kun, agreeing with the name he gave Tsun-tsun-kun.

"By any chance are you a servant of Tsun-Tsun-kun?" I asked.

"Stop it with that name!" Tsun-Tsun-kun shouted but I did not gave him any of my attention. Takao-kun chuckled a little then shook his head.

"No, I'm not. He's my friend." The guy beside me, who's driving slowly to pace up with my speed uttered.

"Then why are you driving for him? Do you happen to exchange places at times?"

"No, it's just me."

"I can't see why you stay with him. I can only see him as a user."

"Nah, Shin-chan is a good guy. I don't mind."

I nodded. I looked behind me, Tsun-tsun-kun glaring at me. "Let's see how good a person he is." I said, a bit amused on how Tsun-tsun-kun's face darkened.

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"From what class are you?" Takao-kun asked while we walk down the hall way, is it me or all the people are staring at us.

"Tsun-tsun-kun is so popular." I murmured while walking in between them.

"Of-course he is, he's one of the GoM." Takao chuckled while showing him a thumbs up.

"GoM?" I asked. Takao-kun was about to answer when the bell rung. Making all of the students on the hall way fuss like dogs hearing their owners whistle.

"From what class are you?" Takao-kun asked again and I shook my head. What is this class his talking about? I heard Tsun-tsun-kun grunted. He suddenly held my wrist then pulled me to some place.

"Sit at the vacant chair at the back and be quiet!" he ordered and I just followed. Akashi-kun, I never thought school could be this hysterical.