Kamen Rider Dullahan

Chapter 2: Fifth-Rate

Colin and Hunter left the cafeteria with the rest of their classmates and headed down the halls, avoiding any conflict with the Rangers. Colin reached into his back pocket for his schedule and locker info, as he looked it over Hunter fumed about the brawl they just watched. "Man, can you believe that? A couple of stupid Rangers beat a group of Riders?" Colin just shrugged and threw a hand up.

"It happened, so sure. What's your locker number?" Colin filed through and climbed the steps to the third floor. Hunter reached into his pocket and rummaged around for it, then rummaged around in his other pocket, then his back pockets. "You don't have your schedule do you?"

Hunter smirked, "Nope." Colin rolled his eyes of course he didn't have it. Hunter never had the stuff he needed when he needed it, never had the mic tape for switches, never had the book for English class, never had the calculator for math. Unless he could shove it in his pockets, it was usually back home, in his locker or somewhere tucked away in the theater tech room.

"Well, hopefully you can print it off during my first class."

"What is it?" They continued climbing the steps up to the 4th then up to the 5th floor

"Network Security Fundamentals." Hunter's shoulders slumped.

"Network Security Fundamentals? Ugh, whyyyyyy..."

"Because if I can make some extra money off some cybersecurity contracts while out in the galaxy, I can pay for your freeloading." Colin came to a stop at his locker, 335 as he listened to Hunter's idle complaining he worked to open it up. Due to the incorporation of entirely new student body, all lockers had been modified to have two separate locked halves, one for the Ranger and one for the Rider.

"Freeloading? I'm not a freeloader, I pay for my stuff! I do my fair share of housework." Colin started removing various amenities from his bag and placing them in the locker

"True, but you don't help pay rent." Hunter leaned against the locker next to him, grabbing a pencil out of the magnetic holder Colin attached to the door and started playing with it.

"Yes, I do! When I get paid..." Colin grabbed the flipping pencil out of the air and stuffed it in his pocket as he placed a stack of books inside.

"No, ya don't, you haven't paid a lick of the rent for two years." Hunter's eyes narrowed in confusion and suspicion.

"You sure about that?" Colin leaned on the locker and looked at him.

"Pretty sure." Hunter pulled out his phone.

"Then wha-" The pair was interrupted as a guy shoved his way between them, pushing Colin to the ground and Hunter into a group of students.

"Out of my way punks." He grunted, opening up his half of locker 335. Hunter readjusted himself and stepped up next to him.

"Hey bud, there's a proper way to get a guy to move ya know." The student glared at him as he reached in.

"That's assuming you worthy of proper treatment." Hunter's eyes flashed with anger. Colin stepped in between Hunter and the guy before he could make a decision they'd both regret.

"Come on Hunter, let's get to class." He grabbed Hunter by the arm and started steering him away and down the halls. Hunter shouted back at the student, refusing to go quietly.

"Hey! We're not done here! I'll be back you hear me! I'll teach you some manners!" Hunter ripped his arm out of Colin's hand and followed. "Dude, what the heck? That dude totally disrespected us." Colin nodded but continued cutting his way through the halls.