An Ocean Turned Crimson (A Shingeki No Kyojin Fanfic)

Nine: HOLY SHIT! THAT'S REALLY SOMETHING!

Durc lost the spar againt Alexs and actually threatened to throw Ty' at her for cheating! That wouldn't have been so bad if Ty' hadn't doubted him. he actually picked up the squirming redhead and swung her over his head as she cursed colourfully at Durc and Alexis. Durc for obvious reasons and Alexis for runnin with her tail between her legs.

Nobody really wanted to challenge me after Kira told them what I had done to her when she was up against me. They did however want to see how I did the elbow thing. I had reluctantly explained myself to them, Dylan and Durc were particularly interersted in it, maybe they want new moves to try out when they spar with the boys?

I put my tray of dinner down. Like Dylan had said, the instructers had not minded us pushing the tables together. That was the cue for Brad to push his table up to the other side of our table, we could seat like half f our training squad. Maybe more than half!

A new day means new introductions, the words from most of us did not change very much We were however intrgued to know about the people sat with us; I was honestly looking forward to how my friends from home would introduce themselves.

It is their turn first, Zada, Carley, Brad, Harry and Tom.

"I'm Brad. I am from England. An outaku and a skater. These boys are my bitches...no homo." Brad tosses his arms around Tom and Harry, who he is sat between.

"Right then...Err I'm Tom. I want to clarify, I am NOT Brad's bitch; he's like Tamaki while I'm Kyoya...ABRIDGED Kyoya....I DID NOT WATCH OURAN ON MY OWN ACCORD, ZADA AND ANNIE MADE ME!"

"Dude, you're nothing like Abridged Kyoya, from either Ouran Abridged. Liar!" Harry snorts. "I'm Harry, more of a thinker. Outaku and a skater. Love Death Note and Shingeki No KLyojin, whenever I do serious thinking I can mentally play L's theme to make things dramatic."

"I'm Zada." my oldest friend declares. Kira snorts a laugh, punching the table, red in the face. "My friends call me Za' or Zad'."

"MAKE IT STOP!" Kira shrieks, gasping for air as she laughs.

"I'm Annie's oldest friend and Carley's bestie. I'm a religious outaku, something cannon- I'll have watched it, du- seen it, abridged- fuck yes." Zada grins.

"Carley. I wouldn't exactly call myself an outaku. I only watched Free! but... I loved it and wished I could have seen more." Carley states.

"What about you guys?" Dylan asks Kyle and Brandon.

"Yeah, I'ma talk." Kyle jumps up, making the soup slosh. "THEY aren't telling you shit! HE!" Kyle points at Brad. "Is a cocky idiot with an ego that could launch a rocket ship."

"I prefer blimp." Brad mutters.

"SHE!" Brandon adds, pointing at Carley. "Is clearly in love with Zada and has no fucking shame! Carley is poor as hell and camp as fuck!"

"And ANNIE! Jesus fucking Christ, Annie's got PROBLEMS." Kyle declares.

"Hey, mind if I sit here?" a guy asks.

"Sure." I reply, moving closer to Ty'. he nods at me, hair in a dramatic hairsprayed poof thing. He must have used one hell of a lot of hairspray, he's new here; you can tell; his clothes are all dirty. Clearly he hasn't changed. Not that I blame him.

"She's got a retarded mother who most likely overdosed on some shit after her dad left her. Her dog has the stupidest name ever and Jesus haven't you heard her do anything. STUUUUPPPIIIDDD." Brandon points at me.

"And she can't take a joke." Kyle chimes in.

"That's sort of true..." Brad states. "You suck at taking the Annie jokes."