| Title : MIB: Moon Intelligence Bureau Chapter : One Author : Riva Stalk Her? : «email» space_sword_illusion@yahoo.ca Rating : PG Summary : How hard can a little MIB training be? Haruka and Michiru have enrolled in the elite school Creston Academy ... but little do they know of the challenges that await them ... * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = *mission impossible music starts up* A dark shadow suddenly dropped into the room, stopping briefly above a grid of red security lasers. The person steadily held their horizontal position, slowing reaching into their back pocket pulling out a---”Achoo!” *music dies off* Suddenly all the lights came on and an older woman bursted into the room. “You’d all be DEAD if this was a real situation!! Miss Kaioh, please control yourself!!!” The person hanging removed their black helmet, aqua locks falling onto her shoulders. “Gomen nasai ...” A blonde head suddenly poked through the hole from above as she lowered the rope Michiru was attached to. “Oh come off it Meiou-sensei. This WASN’T the real situation, so there isn’t a problem!” “PIPE DOWN MISS TENOH!” The tanned woman barked, causing Haruka to flinch. “Everyone, we’re running this again! And this time, NO MISHAPS!!” she shouted, making everyone groan. Once the set was put back into order, Michiru was lowered again into the room; hovering just above the lasers. She reached for the fiftieth time into her back pocket when she suddenly the rope that was holding her fell loose causing her to smash front side into the ground. “CRAP SORRY!!” Haruka’s voice immediately floated down from above. Setsuna smacked her forehead and shook her head, “We’re in for a _very_long_ day.” ~~~ 7 hours later they returned to their chambers, finally having once gotten it right. Several annoyed people brushed past them quickly giving them stern looks, wanting only to just lie in their beds peacefully. Michiru held a bag of ice on her chin, she had been dropped many more times afterwards. “Sorry about that.” Haruka said, flashing a quick smile. “You’d better be.” Michiru said, looking at her reflection in a mirror in the hall, “Tomorrow it’s gonna be the size of a golf ball.” “Well then, maybe we just won’t have to run any practices.” The blonde replied anxiously. “Yeah right, Meiou-sensei give us a break? That’ll happen the day pigs fly.” Michiru stopped at her door and walked in, briefly sticking her head out to say goodnight to Haruka. She returned a smile before disappearing into her own chamber, falling into a not-so-deserved slumber. “AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!” Michiru nearly had a heart attack as she awoke to two teal orbs mere inches away from her own. “Haruka! What are you doing!? Not to mention, how did you get in here!?” The blonde had a smug look across her face and grinned, “It’s called locking your doors. Now rise and shine, you’re gonna be late for training if you don’t get up now, knowing the amount of time it takes you to get ready.” Michiru rolled over and yanked her comforter hard, causing Haruka to fall at the end of the bed with a hard crash. “Ouch!! Now that was uncalled for!!” She groaned, rubbing her head. “Miss Michiru Kaioh, you get yourself out of bed now!” Haruka called out mocking Setsuna, tugging at her blankets and pulling them off the bed and leaving them on the floor. “Alright alright ...” the aqua haired grumbled, slowly dragging herself out of bed. “Combat training,” began Meiou-sensei, “is something I don’t expect all of you to pick up quickly. You must think of your opponents actions, what they might do next, what they might have hidden.” She suddenly spotted Haruka and Michiru huddled at the back laughing, obviously not paying attention to her lesson. “Tenoh!” she called out, causing the girl to flinch for a moment. “Yes?” she replied timidly. “Kindly come up here for a demonstration.” She quickly rose from her seat and walked to the thickly padded blue mat when Setsuna pulled out a knife. “Now, what would you do if an attacker came out at you like this?” Haruka shrugged for a moment before elbowing her in the stomach and twisting her arm around, holding it with a firm grip. The rest of the class began cheering and hollering, and she let go of the teacher immediately. “10 laps Tenoh.” “Meiou-sensei?! What?! Why?!” “For not paying attention during my class. Now go.” The blonde grumbled and headed out onto the track, while Setsuna continued with her lesson. Michiru giggled lightly, “Would you like you join your classmate?” Setsuna snapped. “No m’am ...” The student replied meekly, still laughing in her mind. Title : MIB: Moon Intelligence Bureau Chapter : Two Author : Riva Stalk Her? : «email» space_sword_illusion@yahoo.ca Rating : PG Summary : How hard can a little MIB training be? Haruka and Michiru have enrolled in the elite school Creston Academy ... but little do they know of the challenges that await them ... * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = *SNAP!* Haruka shot up quickly only to meet the face of a rather bad-tempered teacher. “Miss Tenoh, kindly explain why you are sleeping during my class.” The blonde blinked for a few moments recollecting her thoughts, “Why I was sleeping, Katoshi-sama?” The professor nodded and awaited her answer. She cleared her throat and looked around nervously, “Err ... well ... you see ... as trainees for the MIB, we all need to get our nightly 8 hours of rest to ensure that we are prepared for a real emergency.” Professor Katoshi gave her a stern look, “You’d be better off not attending class if you are too tired to maintain a conscious figure throughout the duration of it. Now ...” He continued to drone on about the history of the Moon Empire, Haruka’s least favorite subject. She joined the rest of the ranks in a cheer when the lunch bell rang, dismissing all students from the *miseries* of academic training. Michiru exited from her class and waited by Haruka’s locker; something that had become regular daily routine. She set down her bag when someone suddenly slammed her against the row of metal, creating a loud clang upon impact. “Look Kaioh-chan! You’d better make sure that you and your little tomboy freak don’t mess training up again today. If we have to stay longer than scheduled, you two better be prepared for extra time. Catch my drif--” Ryu was cut off and thrown back against the floor. “Excuse you, you’re in my way.” Haruka growled at him, stepping over him to get to her locker. He jumped to his feet and glared at Haruka, straightening his jacket and tie. His friends were all beginning to leave, “Mark my words, Kaioh-chan!” “Just forget him. It’s a well known fact that he’s trying to compensate for things he doesn’t have down below.” Haruka reassured her, “Now come on, I’m starving!” The bell chimed at 1 o’clock, signaling the end of break and back to classes. Michiru headed off to Computer Class, while Haruka made way to the gym for her spare. “Nice round.” Haruka grinned as she came out victorious in another battle. Setsuna exclaimed, witnessing the progress of Haruka’s hand-to-hand combat skills. The blonde headed to step out only to find Ryu’s friends blocking her way. “Uhh, care to step aside?” She asked blatantly, when the guys pushed her back into the ring causing her to stumble and fall backwards. Ryu jumped into the cracking his knuckles, “It’s time to teach you a lesson about real combat, get up Tenoh!” Haruka grumbled and did a clean layup to her feet, taking off the binds she wrapped around her hands. “We’ll see who learns the lesson.” He lashed out at her quickly, but she easily dodged every swing he took at her. He suddenly pulled a knife out and slashed at her arm, she winced as the steel tore across her flesh. Ryu grinned and tried a roundhouse kick, however she caught it midway and tripped him sending him crashing to the ground. Multiple bruises to Ryu later he rolled onto his side and wiped a thin trickle of blood off his nose, “This isn’t over yet Tenoh!” “Anytime anywhere.” She spat at him, exiting off the ring. Title : MIB: Moon Intelligence Bureau Chapter : Three Author : Riva Stalk Her? : «email» space_sword_illusion@yahoo.ca Rating : PG Summary : How hard can a little MIB training be? Haruka and Michiru have enrolled in the elite school Creston Academy ... but little do they know of the challenges that await them ... * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = Two steps out of the ring Setsuna came barging through the doors, “EXPLAIN YOURSELVES, NOW!” Haruka crossed her arms, covering the slash on her arm constructively. She swore she could hear a gulp from Ryu’s throat as a stuttering voice came from his mouth, “Nothing m’am, we were just practicing. Weren’t we Tenoh?” He added with a nudging sound in his voice. Despite her hatred towards him, she didn’t want to suffer the wrath of the headmaster. “Yes, just practicing.” Setsuna gave both of them stern looks, not quite believing their words. She sighed softly before speaking again, “Next time if I catch you two in the act, detention is what you’ll be begging for.” And with that the professor turned on her heels and left the room. Haruka and Ryu both exchanged dirty looks before heading off to their proper change rooms. The blonde stood at the sinks, gently rinsing the dry blood off her arm and hand, diabolically plotting her revenge against Ryu. Chucking deviously as she walked down the corridor of female chambers, she stopped at her door as someone called her name. “Haruka!! What happened!? Are you alright?!” Michiru gave a stare of sincere compassion, glancing briefly at her arm. “I’m fine, just taking care of some business.” The blonde said, matter-of-factly. “You didn’t!” The aqua haired girl exclaimed, slapping the girl on her good arm. “Did Meiou-sensei catch you?” “You could sorta say that ... “ Haruka quickly explained what happened in her room as Michiru tended to her arm. “Dude that hurts!” Haruka recoiled as Michiru began applying some hydrogen peroxide on the scrape. Several white bubbles appeared quickly, making the blonde wince more in pain. “Oh come on.” Michiru glared, “You may be one of the strongest students in this school, but you’re such a baby when it comes to cleaning cuts.” Haruka stuck her tongue out at her as she gently pressed on a bandage. “There, all done.” She smiled and thanked her, following was a long eerie silence. “Uhh, I should get to my room. Need to study some more for that exam coming up.” Michiru suddenly said. “Yeah, I’ve got, uhh, homework to do.” Haruka added, looking over to her desk, which currently had no books on it. Michiru took notice of this and gave her a skeptical look; the blonde grinned sheepishly, “All the more reason why I need to get started on that studying too!” As soon as Michiru left, Haruka flopped onto her bed, already forgetting about the homework. She was already managing A’s in most of her classes, academics just seemed to come to her naturally - thankfully. *beep beep beep beep beep* “Just a few more minutes ...” *beep beep beep beep* “I’ll be up in a moment ...” *beep beep beep beep beep* “ALRIGHT I’M UP!!” Haruka shouted to no one in particular, as her alarm clock rang incessantly. Shutting it off hastily, she crawled back under the warm blankets when someone started banging on her door. She growled and threw the covers off, marching to her door in a fury, “CAN’T SOMEONE JUST GET SOME SLEEP AROUND HERE?! GO AWA--” she stopped midway as she swung the door open, Setsuna standing in the door frame. “Uhh, good morning, Professor Meiou.” Her face was serious and tone was direct, “Please get dressed quickly, we have a situation on our hands we need to deal with.” |