Chapter 8: Bullies

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Saito POV

My head was buzzing at school on Monday. How did that happen? How did that happen?!

Shaking my head I groaned to myself and turned the corner without looking, unfortunately knocking into someone. "Sorry," I said and stumbled further past them. How the hell am I supposed to face that dickhead idiot? Am I supposed to pretend it never happened?! Was he drunk? That's probably it, he was most likely intoxicated and doesn't even remember what he was doing. What about Kazama? What was his deal?! I now he was drunk I could smell the alcohol, I could nearly goddamn taste it when he attacked me.

Fingers wrapped round my arm, digging into my jumper and halting me. Pushing the hand off i turned in anger, "What?!" I snapped - then gulped. Four seniors stood glaring at me, there hugely built figures looming over me as the tallest stared at his shirt to me repeatedly.

So that's who I bumped into....shit!

Spinning on my heel, I bolted towards the end of the corridor; obviously I wasn't fast enough as one of the seniors caught up beside me, ramming into the wall. "Ha! Thought you'd get away did you, nerd?" He laughed at me and held my shirt in his fist, holding me against the walls.

"Get off me! I apologised for accidentally knocking into you!" I kicked his shin and he howled, slamming me against the wall, punching me in the stomach. I gasped, crumpling onto my knees, squeezing my eyes shut and breathing in quick short gasps. "I already apologised!" I hissed and the four cornered me, "Do t again! Look at his shirt!" The motioned to the seniors now coffee drained white shirt.

"Apologise nerd! Don't you know your manners?" They laughed and kicked me repeatedly. I scratched at their legs, shoving them but to no avail. I can't take on four seniors! At least not without a sword, I thought mentally to my grandfather katana that I used to play with. Yes because that legal Hajime.

Eventually they got bored, moving along and leaving me in the corner, bleeding, bruised and battered. Why is this happening? All this bad fortune has come with Okita-San! I was always left alone before this, yes ignore but I wasn't hurt!

"Saito-San!" I glanced up to see Chizuru and Heisuke rush over to me, dropping their bags and helped me sit up, "S-Sen-iors," I coughed and they nodded while helping me to my feet.
"We need to get you to the nurse!" Chizuru squeaked and picked up both my bags and her bag, I leant on Heisuke on the way to the office.

"My arm..." I look at my wrist, it had ballooned, bruised again and I think it's definitely broken this time. Chizuru held the door open for me, Heisuke helped me into a seat and the nurse dander we over with a cheesy grin. "Hello Saito-Kun, Chizuru-chan and Toudou-Kun." She greeted us.

"Ohayo." They frowned and she looked at me properly and shook her head, "What happened today?" She asked and Chizuru gasped. "Today? Has this happened before?!" Chizuru squealed and I shrugged. "Once or twice...."

"Four times Saito-Kun. I'm informing Kondo-Sensei immediately." The nurse sent an email and I flinched as she inspected my arm, diagnosed it as broken this time, said my bruises would heal in a few days and my cut cheek may scar. Great....

The door flung open, an outraged Kondo-Sensei and Okita-San came through, both locking eyes with me. "Yukimora-Kun, Toudou-Kun back to class please." He ordered them and they smiled and ducked out. "Who did it?" Okita-San hissed. Oh boy.

New Chapter! Yay! Happy January since January sucks but eh. Anyway guys vote and comment! I've noticed my comments dipping a little... :(

Can we bring that back up? Sure we can! I believe in my warriors! Till next time warriors! I bid you a due!

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