CrAzY/mAd

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Rating: PG-13 for some obvious reasons

Synopsis: Josh makes a Very Important Announcement. Kyota and gang get into more trouble. The Hanamichi Brigade makes a very loud (and sparkly) return. Melanie springs a devious idea on Hanamichi. Sendoh is banned from Reon's kitchen. Rukawa is affected by the weather. And as for Miyagi and Ayako...will they ever be together?

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A/n: Okay, so I slacked a little...I'm really sorry guys! I've just been loaded with things to do. The fact that I suffered from a Very Long Writer's Block was one of the reasons I didn't update. I wrote about half of this chapter end of last year...and totally went blank after that. I also took some time off reading other people's fanfics instead of writing my own! Sorry! I'll upload my next chapter as quickly as possible (depends on how fast I type it!). Oh yeah, I also need your comments! Please! I need your reviews!

Special thanks go out to: Sey Lee, Jeslene, Unquestionable, miracleme, crazy4u, Akane-koneko, sLL, Hana Rui and Mystical Enchantra. Big love to you all! You guys rock!

Alright! On with chapter 11!

Chapter 11: This really sucks?!?

Elaine Soo

"The meeting is now called into order," Josh said, in his annoyingly superior Interact Club President tones. I scowled as I studied my nails. Josh had a serious problem. Why on earth would he call a unexpected Interact meeting on Friday afternoon? If Melanie hadn't persuaded us to stay back, I would be lounging at home, watching HBO and then moving on to fascinating RPG games on my computer.

"Listen up, all of you. I'm proud to announce, that the Interact Club of S.M.K Damansara Jaya is proud to announce that we will be organizing the Battle of the Bands in three weeks time."

There was a loud whoop and clapping from all the interact members. I couldn't help joining in as well. The Battle of the Bands was the coolest event that our Interact Club organized, beside the I.U. Night. Think of this, five hours of rock music, a full cheering audience, and a guest performance from another band. Way cool! It was the closest thing to a Linkin Park concert I ever got close to. (Arty: Currently obsessed with LP cos of their performance in KL which I didn't get to go to BECAUSE OF MY EXAMS!)

"The reason we're all calling this meeting is to discuss the arrangements. We're going to need a special board of directors for the whole thing. First of all, the ushering department..."

Blah, blah, blah. I'll spare you the details. Josh can be such a lame ass sometimes. But hey! It was the Battle of the Bands. Melanie was head of refreshments. So being the good people that we are, we all agreed to join the refreshments department (since no one else wanted to do the refreshments). That meant we had to spend most of our time filling the punch bowl and making sure there was enough ice. Boring job.

"Nyahahahaha," Hanamichi said. "There'll be food!" Poor Melanie. I pity her. Having to look after that hungry monkey 24/7. So that was it really.

It was the weekend! Two days of relaxation away from school! So what if I had bio homework? So what if Kylie still wasn't talking to me? So what if I had that zombie to look after...

Speaking of the devil, he was sitting upright under the tree...sleeping. I groaned. That stupid dope could have fallen asleep while walking. The way that pinhead could fall asleep like that was almost insane. I tried to wake him up and nearly got punched again for my efforts. He muttered something like 'no one disturbs my sleep' but he was awake now.

"We're walking back," I told Rukawa, who was now stomping sullenly behind as we left the school. He ignored me. Therefore I ignored him back. Trying to have a conversation with him was like talking to a marble statue about the weather. Totally hopeless. We set off to the station. Or rather, I set off. I was about halfway there, when I realized something.

Rukawa wasn't following me. In fact he wasn't anywhere to be seen.

Although I was severely tempted to just leave him to wherever he was, I had a feeling that his parents would be suing me for negligence when they found out that their stupid son had fallen asleep on the roadside and starved to death. I found him under another shady tree, looking sulky. I stomped up, ready to punch him if I had to.

"Didn't you hear me when I said we were walking back? Or were you too freaking spastic to understand what I meant?" I shouted.

"It's so hot," he mumbled.

What the f– oops, no expressive language. "It's too hot?" I repeated incredulously.

"The sun," he whispered. I looked at him cautiously. He sounded as if he was...well, dying. "I can't....."

"Duh. The sun's supposed to be hot," I said. Rukawa glared weakly at me.

"I'm not walking anywhere," he stated.

Okay. Therefore, the sun is so hot that it's bothering him. Whatever. I rolled my eyes. It isn't that hot," I told him. You're not going to die."

"I'm...allergic to..."

This guy is spastic. "You're allergic to sunlight?" I asked sarcastically. "Then I was right all along. You're actually a vampire." I tried to haul him up. "Look, you'll survive okay. Now, just get up and walk. We have to go now." he made no attempt to move. I wanted to kick him.

"Told you...I can't...too much sun...."

I wanted to strangle him. "What do you want me to do then?" I yelled.

"Shut....up....do'aho."

I was going to drag him all the way to the station even if it meant I had to pull him by one of his legs. With a yank, I pulled him up and dragged him across the road.

"Do'aho...I'll...sunburned....help...."

He kept trying to sit down at every three steps. In the end, throughly exasperated and frustrated, I had no other choice than to hail a cab... Damned loser.

Miyagi Ryota

After a week of Malaysia, I'm very sure of these three facts:

1. Susan is the hugest F4 freak on earth

2. F4 are actually underdeveloped girls posing as guys and are planning world domination by polluting female minds with cheesy pop music and lamer drama series.

3. I hate F4.

But Susan is crazy about them, so here I was trailing after her in the video shop looking at those awful posters of them. Apparently they have this show after them called meteor something or the other. Well, whatever it is, at least she's promised me that we'll be looking for Ayako tomorrow.

"Ooh look! Meteor Garden 2 is out!" Susan said, as she held up a boxed VCD set. "I don't care, I'm getting this." I rolled my eyes discreetly. Shopping with girls really sucks. With nothing better to do, I started staring at all the posters in the shop.

"So are you into anime as well?" a guy in the opposite row asked.

"Who isn't?" the girl who was with him responded.

"Oh, hey, look, Meteor Garden 2 is out," the guy went on. "My friend is like, crazy over it, it's unbelievable."

"Meteor Garden?"

I looked up. And found myself staring directly at a very familiar face. She looked slightly more tanned from when I saw her last, but it was still her, right down from her lovely curly hair to her cute button nose.

"AYA-CHAN!"

Wait, who the hell's that guy with her?!? Oh no! Could he be the son of a rich shipping tycoon? But how could Aya-chan go out with him! He's a head shorter than her!

Sakuragi Hanamichi

It was a very sunny day. I liked sunny days, it reminded me of my darling Haruko-chan. She's so bright and shiny, like the sun. Everything reminded me about her...I missed her so much, every single day. Ever since we came to Malaysia, she's been spending most of her time with that Josh pig. But that didn't matter, one of these days she was going to realize that me, Hanamichi Sakuragi was the only one who was really there for her all the time.

"I've got an idea," Melanie suddenly said. I glared her. How dare she talk and interrupt my train of thoughts about Haruko-chan!

"You and I know that Haruko has been spending way too much time with Josh," she began.

"Damn right," I growled back. "I don't like it. And I don't think you like it as well," I added as an after thought.

"Okay, so here's the idea. I'll try to get Haruko to notice you, but you'll have to help me get back together with Josh." I glanced at Melanie. She looked kind of desperate. "How do you want me to help you to get back together with Josh?" I asked.

"I've got a foolproof plan for you to get together with Haruko."

"What's that?" I asked curiously.

"You're going to sing to her during the battle of the bands. No girl can resist that sort of thing. Trust me, I know," she grinned.

"So, how does that help you in getting Josh back?" I asked.

"As long as I can get Haruko out of the way, I'm all clear with Josh."

"But I don't understand," I said. "Why should Haruko-chan be out of the way? Are you saying that she likes Josh? Or does that Josh pig like her?"

"Just shut up okay!" she said. "I've got it all planned out!"

"Nani? No one tells the tensai to shut up! Not even the girls!"

"I'll make sure you'll get Ramen flavored Pocky throughout the Battle of the bands," she said.

"Okay." I stared up at the sky once more. Oh, Haruko-chan was so cute! Like that fluffy little cloud over there..

"Ooh!! Look, he's over there!" There was a sudden squeal of excitement, and I momentarily dazzled by something red and sparkly.

"HANAMICHI! HANAMICHI!

HE'S OUR MAN!

IF HE CAN'T DO IT

NOT ONE OF YOU LOSERS CAN!

Melanie Yen

It was the Hanamichi Brigade! And they were back with a vengeance! and of course, with huge sparkly red pom-poms as well. One of them did this excellent high kick and threw a baton in the air in time with what the rest of them were chanting.

"ROSES ARE RED AND VIOLETS ARE BLUE!

HANAMICHI IS SWEET AND THAT WHY WE LOVE YOU!"

Okay, in short, the whole cheer was about 16 verses long. To summarize the whole thing up, they declared their everlasting love for the guy and promised to bash up anyone whom they ever caught mistreating him (did that mean me?). How did they managed to do those cheerleader jumps, kicks and waving pom-poms in time throughout the whole thing remains a mystery to me till this very day. But then again, they were very talented cheerleaders...

Hanamichi just smiled and waved at the over-frenzied girls. Of course, that was calculated to send them into a writhing, squealing mass. It took all of my super powers to drag him back home, then explain to my mum why those girls dressed in red were camping out in front of our gate, waving cute little red banners with Hanamichi's name on them written in Japanese characters.

If they weren't obstructing my front door, I would have found the whole thing hysterically funny. Unfortunately my mum didn't think so either. I had to spend the rest of my day trying to convince them to go home. And I nearly got hit with a red baton. Hanamichi just stood by the window and waved merrily at them.

I swear, if I live through this whole sucky experience, I'm going to kill him.

[Back in the cool mountains of Fraser's Hill...]

Jin Soichiro

"I can't believe that manager actually booted out," Alexis moaned as she stared at the resort. I nodded in agreement. We were sitting on the park benches, after several attempts to enter the resort once more and failing. The manager seemed to have an sadistic liking for keeping starving teenagers out in the cold. No matter how much we tried to explain, plead, threaten and bribe, he still wouldn't let us in. Right now, I could see him lounging on the porch, with an evil smile on his face.

Our situation wasn't any better. The atmosphere was visibly hostile. Angela was glaring at Fujima and rubbing her elbow at intervals. Kiyota was looking daggers at Sam who looked as if she wanted to tackle Kiyota with the ferocity of a rugby player. Koshino was glowering because he had to 'babysit' Kiyota and the fact that we got thrown out did not help to improve his feelings.

I heard a faint growling coming from Kiyota's direction. He looked defensive as he rubbed his stomach. "Don't look at me like that," he grumbled. "Kainan's top player is hungry."

Sam and Koshino snorted in unison, but Kiyota had a point. I was hungry too.

"Ugh," Alexis said. "It seemed ages ago since we had lunch. In fact, I can't even remember eating anything."

Silence prevailed.

"I've got this idea," Kiyota suddenly announced. We all looked at him.

"No you don't," Koshino contradicted sulkily. "Even if you had any ideas, they're mostly screw ups."

"They are not screw ups," Kiyota began, turning purple. "You're just jealous because you haven't got any bright ideas!" [Kiyota is so childish...] Koshino glared back at him as if he was daring his cousin to launch an attack. The two of them would have started a nasty brawl if Sey hadn't interrupted.

"Come on Kosh, let's hear him out first okay?"

Kiyota shot her a gratifying look. Koshino just looked sulky upon being addressed as 'Kosh' by someone whom we just met.

"Arigato Sey-chan. As I was saying earlier, before I was so rudely interrupted." here he paused and glared at his cousin. Koshino ignored him and stared at his shoes. "Why don't we go to the back of the resort and see if there's a back door or something. I mean, we go into the resort from the back and find a restaurant. What do you say?"

Fujima jumped up. "Why didn't we think of that?" he almost yelled. "And we've been sitting down here like idiots!"

Sam cleared her throat. "Hello, not everyone here agrees to be labeled as idiots. But I've got to agree with Monkey Boy there. We should have thought of that earlier." [Yeah, why didn't they think of that earlier?]

Kiyota turned purple again. "Nani? Who are you calling Monkey Boy you little ... little ... dwarf!"

"Okay!" I stepped between Kiyota and Sam. "Let's just go check out the back door alright?"

Fueled by hunger and some possible glee at the thought of defying the Resort Manager, we headed off to the back. To out triumph, we found that the back door was unguarded. Trading grins, we headed to the restaurant, our minds only on one thing: FOOD.

There was no sign of the Resort Manager in the resort café. Choosing the largest table, there was a slight scuffle between Koshino and Kiyota, Kiyota wanted to sit next to Sey, but Koshino plonked himself down at the seat he was eying. Cursing, he had to go for the next available place...which coincidentally just happened to be next to Sam. I exchanged glances with Fujima. Based on what happened so far, Kiyota and Sam within seven inches of each other was a time-bomb waiting to happen. Fortunately, Sam didn't say anything to aggravate Kiyota.

Everything passed normally enough. We pigged out on fish & chips and this funny fried noodles thing [uh, that's the sort of 'mee goreng' that you find in the nasi kandar stalls] which the girls insisted was one of the Malaysian specialties. It was basically a time of ice breaking, getting to know each other and eating.

"I want to order dessert!" our Ace Rookie proclaimed after we had eaten. "Let's have banana split!"

"You're mad," Sam said. "As if it isn't cold enough here and you want to have ice cream?"

"It isn't that cold," Kiyota retorted. "In Japan, the temperature can reach up to..." he paused suddenly as something struck him. "Wait a minute, did you just say I'm mad?"

"No! Sam just said, uh...fad! Yeah, she says you're going through a fad, eating ice cream in cold weather!" Sey said, in a useless attempt to smooth things over. Too late.

"You just said I'm mad didn't you?" Kiyota demanded. "I'm not mad!"

"No. What I mean to say was that, you are THE MOST FREAKING INSANE PERSON THAT I EVER MET IN MY LIFE!"

"AGRH!" Kiyota yelled and made a grab for Sam who dodged out of her chair in a split second. Kiyota bounded out and chased after her, yelling that he was going to show her for calling him insane.

"Oh God, here we go again," Koshino moaned.

"I'M SO GONNA KILL YOU MIDGET!" Kiyota yelled, dodging two waitresses and a waiter carrying a jug of water."

"WELL TRY GET ME THEN!" Sam yelled back.

The café was all roused up. Old women were looking at them disapprovingly, and parents with young children were looking askance at the basketball Ace in hot pursuit of the (not so short) girl.

"JUST WAIT TILL I—" There was this awful moment, where everything seems to runin slow motion. Kiyota who had almost caught up with Sam skidded and bumped into one of the café staff who happened to be coming in with a stack of plates. I saw white plates defy gravity for a few milliseconds before....

CRASH!

The noise was tremendous. It was as if it were raining dishes indoors. Everyone turned to look. People outside the café started running towards our direction, staring, pointing and murmuring. Children were screaming, grown ups were trying to comfort their children and an old lady went into hysterics. We heard later she was warded in the hospital for a heart attack, but that was another story. Mess was too small a word to describe the situation we were in.

"Itai..." that came from Kiyota, who was sprawled on the floor. He raised himself on one elbow to find himself staring at the shiny shoes of the resort manager, whose eyebrow was twitching. The next words he spoke sounded extremely strangled.

"Didn't I tell you that you were not allowed in here?" Eight pairs of blank eyes stared him down. The Resort Manager's face turned red. I could swear there was smoke curling out from his nostrils.

"ALL OF YOU, OFF TO THE KITCHEN! YOU'RE GOING TO BE WASHING DISHES TILL THE END OF THE CENTURY TO PAY FOR THOSE PLATES!"

"K'so," Kiyota said as he lay face down on the floor. "This really sucks..."

Sendoh Akira

I cheerfully entered the kitchen, laden with grocery bags. After the disastrous affair with the lemon chicken, I was prepared to move on and try my culinary skills on something new. I had mailed Uozumi yesterday and asked him to send me a recipe for something that didn't require much baking, easy to make, and delicious. He had replied instantly with the recipe for something even better than lemon chicken.

That something was lemon meringue pie.

The secret to a good lemon meringue pie was the eggs, Uozumi had said. You had to beat the egg white till they are stiff enough to stand. Beat the egg white? With what? I glanced around the kitchen to find something to beat the eggs with. Forks, spoons and plates stared back.

The only thing I could think of to beat the eggs with was a chopstick.

Grabbing a chopstick, I proceeded to beat the eggs. The next step of the recipe was to fold the eggs into the pastry. Fold the eggs? Like the way I fold clothes? I shrugged. It was worth a try...

"I'm so sorry Reon-chan!" I apologized profusely, as she extinguished the fire in the oven. "I didn't know that lemon meringue burnt so easily!"

"It wasn't the lemon meringue," Reon panted as she heaved the fire extinguisher to a new position. "It was the baking tin that caught on fire. Your lemon meringue's exploded all over the kitchen now."

This was so embarrassing. I had tried to cook something for Reon and had ended up burning it. The fact she had to come in and save me from the fire didn't help. My huge male ego was badly bruised.

"Well,"I said in an attempt to defend myself. "It was the first time I tried to bake that." It wasn't my fault that the pie had suddenly exploded or the baking tin caught on fire when I took it out.

"Akira-san," she said after the fire had been extinguished. "You shouldn't be trying to cook something that you don't know how to."

I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me. "Yeah, I'm sorry."

Reon sighed, as she surveyed the mess I had made in the kitchen. Bits of egg hung in strands from the walls. The kitchen sink was filled with burnt pots and pans. Little pieces of pastry crusts and lemon rind decorated the ceiling. "This has got to stop."

I nodded vehemently. "This won't happen again," I promised. "I'll be more careful the next time I try to cook something!" And I would make sure I knew where the fire extinguisher was kept. Reon wouldn't know if I had burnt anything the next time.

"Next time?" she echoed faintly. "There isn't going to be a next time!"

"What?"

"I'm sorry Akira,, but I can't have another accident like this," she said. "I'm going to have to ban you from my kitchen..."

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