by LawOhki » Wed Jun 16, 2010 5:38 pm
Kagami was just entering into the classroom when the homeroom teacher asked to see her. The glasses wearing man had some papers in his hands and he was sitting behind the front desk. She was a little intimidated that he might tell her that she had to leave.
“You wanted to see me?” Her tail twitched behind her and she could feel some of the stares from the students at their desks.
“Yes your transfer papers arrived this morning.” He slid a small pile of stapled together papers across the desk to her.
“Tr-- transfer papers?” She asked, picking them up. Her name was written out along with Saotome, she didn’t know where Solskinn High School was, or when she had taken placement tests. “But-- I never.”
“We have made exceptions in the past for the school uniform, such as your brother, and his gender issues. Do you also have something that makes the uniform impractical?” He asked, ignoring her weak protest.
“No-- not really.” She didn’t change genders and a simple modification to the Furinkan uniform would take care of the tail problem.
“Alright, the address for where you can buy the uniform is on the second page.”
“Thank you.” She bowed her head, deciding that she should simply accept this gracious action, and find out the cause of it later.
“What did he want?” Ranma asked as she took her seat.
“Apparently I’m now enrolled at Furinkan.” She held up the paper for him to see.
“Woah, how did that happen?” He snatched the papers to read them.
“Your guess is as good as mine.” She couldn’t help a small smile from appearing on her face. If she was enrolled then she existed somewhere in paperwork, which meant she had an actual identity.
“What’s up?” Akane asked. Ranma looked at her briefly before showing the new Demon the paperwork. “You don’t think Mara did it, do you?”
“Her? Yea right.” Ranma scoffed.
“Whoa Ranma what’s with that tattoos?” Hiroshi popped into the conversation, planting himself on her desk casually. “Akane too?”
“Don’t ask.” Both of the newly ascended beings said together.
“Yakuza?” Daisuke added.
“Shh, we’re not supposed to ask.” Hiroshi put a finger to his lips.
“We’re not Yakuza.” Akane growled.
“Ne Kagami, you doing anything after school?” Daisuke asked, completely ignoring Akane.
“No, I didn’t have any plans.” She answered before she remembered the surprise moments before. “Oh! I do have to go pick up a uniform.” Kagami also added to herself that she should pick up some more normal clothing while she was at it. Ranma’s closet was limited to shirts and slacks which she liked just fine, but she couldn’t keep taking from him. Then again she didn’t have any money.
“Shopping? Maybe tomorrow you’d want to get dinner or something?” Daisuke moved on.
“No thank you.” She answered absently, not particularly interested in either of Ranma’s friends. If they could have just been her friends as well it would be fine, but they weren’t looking for someone to hang out with, they were looking for a girlfriend.
The bell rang, the homeroom teacher went through roll call before moving into some announcements. Kagami was still figuring out how she would pay for her uniform when homeroom ended and a woman she recognized from yesterday sauntered into the room. Urd was wearing a black pencil skirt that ended at mid-thigh, she had a black jacket over top of a white collared shirt that was unbuttoned enough to show off a large amount of cleavage.
“What are you doing here!?” Ranma and Akane both got up out of their seats to point an accusing finger at Urd.
“My my, such a strange greeting.” Urd set down a trio of books she had been carrying in one hand. Grabbing a piece of chalk she wrote out something incomprehensible on the board. It wasn’t in kanji, hiragana, or katakana, and the characters resembled English ones, but had strange elements thrown in. “I’m substituting for Yamamoto-sensei while he’s out with a sickness.” A girl near the front raised her hand. “Yes?”
“What kind of sickness?”
Urd sweated briefly. “They’re still trying to figure that out.” She answered quickly. “Now, my name is Wodensdatter Urd, but you can all call me Urd-sensei.” The white haired Goddess announced happily.
“You think it was maybe here that set me up?” Kagami leaned over and whispered to Ranma.
“Could be.” Ranma answered with a shrug.
Kagami picked up a couple of students talking about the triangular tattoos that adorned Urd’s face as they connected that to Ranma and Akane’s new facial markings. Urd or Belldandy being the reason she suddenly existed legally made more sense than Mara and she would have to ask when the class ended.