My Life With Not-Face Chapter 2

Chapter Two
Haggard Mornings

I suddenly got jolted awake by a blinding force demanding that I opened my eyes; I had thought that I had died in my sleep, and now the lord almighty was whisking me away to judge me for all my past aggressions. Fearing for my second life, I got to my knees, and screamed to the guiding light that it was the children's fault for being so easy to push in front of the bus, and that it was totally Misha's fault if she died a horrible painful death if she turned up dead today. The light began to fade away; confused, I reached up to it, and bellowed, "No, please do not forsake me just because I drank hooch in your presence and gave you the finger!!! Give me a chance! Give me sanctuary!!!!.......", I looked around after I had said that, and realized that I was raging at the sun.

I looked at all the various bodies looking down at my blight of strung out stupidity; after swearing them off, I attempted to get up, but was thwarted by some cloth material impeding my movement; it was a plain old dark blue blanket. "Huh, I guess somebody thought I'd be cold out here. Eh, I'll just keep it till somebody threatens me to return it." I ponder to myself as I walk to my room, and toss it onto the bed I so wanted to lie down on; unfortunately, school was starting on the hour, and I only had time to get a quick shower, and on the way out, I bumped into Kenji. In a world's first occurrence, I was the one who started the conversation with him.

I stood close enough so he could know somebody was there, and greeted him saying, "Hey man, how did your night go? Did you just pass out on the ground like myself here?"

" WHAT WHO THE HELL TOLD YOU! " Kenji screamed with erratic fury.

"Woah, what are you talking about? Calm down a bit, I was just asking if-nevermind, so, how did your adventure with Misha go? Did she see something....lacking about you or something?" I replied back with a sneer that he couldn't see.

" What... oh no way man I'm glorious in the pants, no something else happened........ something very, very bad. much worse than having a lacking member "

I laugh off his usual ramblings, and jokingly reply back, "Pfft, what? She take your energy, you passed out, and first thing you woke up she was mysterious murdered?"

Kenji jumped back, noticeably shocked at what I had said; he looked like he was contemplating to attack me, but then he dropped to his knees and begged me, "Please bro don't tell anyone!! It wasn't my fault, I have nothing to do with it I swear! I mean, I was contemplating doing it moments before passing out because she was a dirty feminist too. I know because after the sex all my energy and will to live was drained like it was some kind of pity sex, and-"

I was taken aback by this, so I did what I always wanted to do; I grabbed that guy by the shoulders, and shook him like so many shaken babies before him, and told him, "Woah woah woah, shut up a minute Kenji! Now....are you telling me that it's true? Is Misha really dead?"

Without hesitation Kenji broke out in nervous ranting " YEEESSSS! after I woke up there she was with a HUGE dildo stuck down her throat...............and bruises around her lower regions."

I was speechless up until the bruises part, so I merely scoffed back, "Okay Kenji we get it you're a stud. Now, just calm down for a second, don't yell especially, I have a monster hangover. Now... you're talking like you had nothing to do with it; did you really not do anything for things to come to this? Anything at all?"

Perking up seeing a chance to clear his name he quickly began speak, a little lower but still pretty loud " Nope....... nothing things were going good you know ….... well as good as sex with a stoned woman can be but that's beside the point, plus I don't even know where the dildo came from I mean there was no need for that kinky shit if you catch my drift."


Trying to find a quick way out of this conversation to find some relief for my pulsing mental bar-fight, I put my arm around him, and say, "Okay look man, there's somebody out to get you alright? Now, just lay low, be a social recluse again, lock all your locks on the door, and wait for me to come back. I'll knock six times so you'll know it's me. We gotta play it cool man, we wouldn't want to feminists to capture our star player in the upcoming war no?"

It seemed words were not necessary, for as soon as the words left my mouth Kenji gave me a thumbs up and darted for his room from the end of the hallway I could hear what seemed like fifty locks clanking shut. As soon as I had time to think things over, the surging hangover pains took priority; brushing Kenji's supposed murder story as his usual conspiracle bullshit mixed in with his hangover pains, I head on outside to attend my starting classes. As I moved back into the sunlight I not moments before worshipped and screamed at, I was almost injured by looking at it. I shook it off, and d
I declared to myself, "Okay, that settles it, I'm not going to just shake this off. I need some kind of drugs or something.....but where to find them.......aha! The Nurse should have some, I should be able to haggle him for a quick fix, or at the very least sneak some out of his medicine cabinet!" With my newfound plan, I attempted to lumber towards the medical offices; after a near passing out or two, and three faceplants in the concete and dirt, I managed to make it there in, more or less, one piece. I rap on the nurses' door six times with no particular pattern, and awaited an answer.
after waiting about five minutes the door opened " Oh hey Hisao come on in "

I opened the door, walked in, and found the nurse at his table; I get straight to the point, and asked, "Hey nurse, I was uh....set up. Somebody spiked my bottled water with enough alcohol to bring down a rhino-in hindsight, I should've noticed after the first drink-but I didn't, I drank the whole thing, absolutely NOT wanting it to come to that though, and now I'm horribly hung over. Got anything to help me out?"

Opening only one eye and giving me that signature cocky smile he began to talk obviously seeing through my guise " Ahh..... of course a *spiked* drink that seems to be a serious problem around here....... well you might as well come in"

"Um, I'm already....nevermind."  I move to take a seat; relishing in the slight comfort of the chair, I motion about to find a sweet spot, and wait for him to continue.

The nurse opens both of his eyes-something completely new to me- and sifts through his desk drawers, and pulled out a simple bottle of Tylenol; he half tossed half threw it to me, and sarcastically told me, "Here you go Nakai, limited edition headache be gones, fresh from the market. These should make your blistering hangover headaches much more tolerable, and they're quite easy to get too. But....," He lost his casual grin, instead replaced by an unsatisfied frown, and continued, "Do you really think that being so easily 'tricked' into drinking alcohol is a good thing for your condition Nakai? I swear, you have no sense of boundaries while you yourself have unavoidable ones, and they're quite close together; your life has been shortened enough as it is with your arrhythmia, you don't need any more vices. Take my advice to heart when I say this: Do. Not. Do this again if you value a long as possible life. Capiche? Nakai?"

I stood there, bewildered at the sudden change of attitude; I stammered back, "Uh, don't worry man. It won't happen again, I swear. I'll be much more, uh, careful. Trust me on this." As I finished my sentence, I rip off the pill lid, and pop two pills into my mouth, and get a medical cup full of water to chase it down with. When all that is said and done, I turn back to him, and say, "Hey, thanks though for helping me with this, it was a moment of weakness. Sorry to come so suddenly like that, you're probably very busy."

" No not really I'm just expecting one other student to come in pretty soo.... well speak of the devil " he said smiling while only just now realizing Emi, who for some reason is in a wheel chair, had come in the office. He puts on his usual cocky grin, but seems like he's half forcing it, and finishes his talking, saying, "Oh, heya Emi, how was the ER?  Oh wait...sorry about that. Well, let's check up on you."

She was smiling until she rode up to the nurse and realized I was here. Then her face suddenly wrinkled into the rage face of an old man, pointed a finger at me and went " grahhh uh ugggg" I couldn't help but start to laugh at her attempt to speak.
I got a death glare from the Nurse to cease the laughing , and I did just that; the things that happened last night I didn't roughly remember because of the alcohols influence on my mind, so after my laughing spell, I expressed a genual concern, forgetting what had happened between me and her, and I said, "Wait, Emi went to the ER? What for doc?"

" Well it seems that last night some idiot ran into her with enough force to make her prosthetics explode sending shards into her legs and neck making her unable to walk or speak ever again …..." he paused for a minute then showed the rage he was feeling, " WHEN I FIND WHO EVER DID THIS TO HER I WILL CASTRATE THEM WITH THE RAGE OF A MILLION UNDERAGE SOLGIERS!!! "

Under the muffled angry grunts from Emi in agreement, and her evil finger wavings at me, I agreed with him, unknowing of the truth, and said, "Hell yeah, how could somebody do this to her!!! (ouch, hangover headaches still there) But wait, why do you have to use underage soldiers? Second, are they going to be underage girls per say?"

The nurses head turned slowly in my direction. obviously he didn't find my last remark amusing. " Hisao I believe it's about time for you to leave. Unless you want me to mix arsenic into your meds out of blind fury. With how I'm feeling right now, emotional control has gone to shit for me."

"Message received. Thanks again, see you too Emi." I say as I head out the door.

I get as far as the main entrance, before I can hear the Nurse, clear as day, scream all the way back from his office, screaming at the top of his lungs, "WHAAAAAT!!!!! IT WAS THAT LITTLE BITCH HISAO!!! THAT LITTLE PRICK WILL NOT LIVE TO SEE THE DAY!!!! I WILL-" Was all I heard as I snaked behind the front doors, and hunkered down in pure fear of my own well being.

" Why does he want me dead, why what did I do, oh shit oh shit oh shit. " Then it suddenly hit me like the smell of a hippo orgy, " OH SHIT, i'm the one who did that! I'm the one who made her legs smash apart in her throat and stumps! God, no wonder my foot had a shard of metal in it!" I try to ease my mind, but I couldn't get over how fucked my life was as I lifelessly lumbered through the halls. I pushed into my morning class, gave a mild, meaningless greeting to Musho, and take my seat at my usual spot at the desk.

Unbeknown-st to me, Shizune was scooting her desk close up to mine, and she had begun to wave her hands to sign out a sentence to me that I only just now turned to notice; realizing that I couldn't understand that even if I had wanted to, she gave an inaudible sigh, and popped out her notepad, and scribbled on it for a few seconds before handing it to me.

[Look, sorry about my overreacting yesterday, but you shouldn't have been so sudden with that sort of thing, especially since you looked a bit under the weather.] I half repeated the message to myself, and then wrote back, [Um, yeah. That was my fault though, I had just tried that booze stuff for the first time, and I was feeling a little cocky and invincible.]

She closed her eyes, and nodded a few times before covering her mouth for a giggle; she scribbled out a hastily written message, and passed it back to me. [Hmm, given your age, it serves you right I suppose, but I forgive you regardless. Now, do you know where Misha is? I haven't seen her since she left with your friend with the fancy neck scarf.]

Oh shit Misha I had totally forgot about how she was you know killed. after contemplating rating Kenji out I decided not to and instead wrote [ Nope Haven't seen her since last night either.]

She was noticeably unsatisfied with this answer, and etched her response into the pad almost instantaneously, and handed it back to me. It stated, [Speaking of your friend, I haven't seen him either. I have to wonder, do you think that he did something to her to make her absent? If so, then so help me....] As if knowing when I'd look up to her, she finished her written sentence by putting out a sideways thumbs-up, and moving her arm across her neck, with a death glare that made me generally afraid of her.

Knowing that I couldn't just let Kenji get got like that so I quickly thought a false alibi for him and wrote it down [Well he told me they were about to get going then suddenly he got hungry and left, without doing anything to her, to go get some food then went right back to his room and slept with his food all night.]

She gave me a powerful glare to determine if I was lying or not, then sighed in stagnent relief, and wrote back, [Hah, I guess that will do to convince, I wouldn't believe that if anyone else said that you know, but since it's you...] As soon as I got done reading it, she took the notepad back from me, and wrote something else; it took her two or three tries to get all her thoughts together I guess, given all the writing and erasing she was doing, and handed it to me again. It stated, continuing off of the "you", [and, you know that thing you asked? Well, I would do it for you, but, well, it was just so sudden and, I never expected you to like me back like that, and so sudden too.]

I was positively extactic; despite my shit luck and horrible time with life and the ladies before, I was one nod away from being able to get a booty call from a deaf chick anytime I wanted. Before I could write out my replied "confession" to her, I just happened to look out towards the front door, and see the new bane of my life; the Nurse was there, gently knocking on the door as to not make Mutou suspicious of him, but I could see the fuming rage in his eyes, which were both open and visibly bloodshot. Realizing my time for escape was short, I bolted up to my feet, that pesky school styled desk still around my waist, and made a scene all the way to the other door, losing my desk skirt halfway there.

I ran to the other door, went around it in a flash, and slammed it shut; with the lack of outside movement to my left, I guess that the Nurse was the only one who didn't see that little stunt of mine that put me on the verge of pissing myself. However, I lost my bladder-related fortitude when I heard steps coming from right behind me, and stop just short from coming to contact with me; I could feel the persons breath going in and out, again and again, like they were expecting me to make the first move; I knew then, that my life would never be the same again after all....I was finished.