@geki geki: hehehe, that'll creep Sae out a lot!

Please read on to find out! This chapter will be Mayu-centric.
@bunny_rabbit: yes, all you said is very true. I love bisu so much----the luckiest cat on earth! And I'm not even a cat-person....
@mo-chan: I can assure you that Saeyuki won't be a thing, it will be very wrong. But we're in a time-travel story, so I'm having some fun here too

Mama is falling in love...but Sae is too idiotic to notice anything. She's still madly in love with our Yuihan!
Thanks for the comments again! It's weekend so I can update even quicker than usual, don't want to keep you guys waiting

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Chapter 7 - Nezumi versus...With the inconclusive fight I had with Choukoku, the unexpected result is that we become friends quickly. Even though she doesn't speak much, our personalities seem to click well, and I start telling her a lot of stuff. At first, it's just meaningless things like pranks we played on Bungee, or facial stretching competitions (basically making funny faces) I have with Wota sometimes. Then I started to open up on more serious stuff, like how I'm happy that Black is accepting me as friend, even allowing me to call her Yukirin. Of course, I can't tell her the true reason that it's because I miss Mama and that I'm possibly succeeding at getting her off her obsession with converting Nezumi back to normal.
"Yukirin...this name sends me chills...I just can't connect that with her Black face." I mused.
"You know, Gakuran...." Sayaka sighs and said, "You are a baka."
"Ha?"
She ruffles my hair and stood up to leave. Speaking of which, my hair has grown considerably longer and it's starting to get in the way. Yuko vetoed the idea of tying it up, urging me to cut it to suit my image, but I want to grow it back so I can have a ponytail when I get back to my time.
Lately, I've been getting more positive about life. The more fights I get into, and the more faces of determination, frustration and drive I see, the more I understand why we are fighting.
Slowly, I began to feel genuinely belonged to Majisuka Gakuen. I'm always thinking of ways to go back to my time, but no matter which timeline I'm in, Majisuka will come first. And right now, the thorn that threatens to destroy the fabric of hot-blooded Majijo society is Nezumi. One part of me hopes she's going to continue like a lunatic, so that nothing will start between her and Black, but the other part tells me I am part of Majisuka and I must do something to stop her plans from succeeding. I thought long and hard and the only way to solve this problem is if I am the person who stops Nezumi and saves her soul, not Black.
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I picked a day when Black is out with the other heavenly kings, fighting a rival school. I picked a good spot to intercept Nezumi, who's on her way home.
"Another cat joining in to chase a rat, I see..." Nezumi smiles at me creepily. "But you're picking on the wrong person."
"Rappapa may not know, but I knew that they will be ambushed by Yabakune after the fight today. Why are you so keen on destroying Majisuka?"
Nezumi looks at me with one of her brows raised, seemingly interested to hear more.
"You don't have to answer me. I know. You are greedy, and you want to get to the top with the quickest way. But you will fail. Because today, is the day I will make you stop."
"Aw...Watanabe Mayu!" A distant high-pitched voice distracted us. Two girls dressed in laced dresses came to us. They look very ladylike, like someone you'd find in Cattleya High School, and they certainly don't look like anyone from this town. What business do they have with Nezumi? I glanced back at the mouse, who stopped chewing the gum. Although she didn't stop her smirk, I could tell that she has tensed up.
"I didn't expect to see you here, Mayu-chan! It looks like...you're in a middle of a fight?" One of the girls asked.
"HAHAHAHA!" The other one immediately interjects. "Stop joking, Saito! Our lovely little princess, Watanabe Mayu, will never do such things. Don't you remember how we had fun with her in junior-high? She didn't even say anything when she learned about our stupid little bet."
"No, no! She did ask, 'Why did you betray me?' in her whimpy, cartoonish voice! Wahahahaha, such an innocent, beautiful crying face it was." Saito's voice was sweet when she answered, but she looks absolutely disgusting to me. "See, how can you be a yankee? I must be mistaken." She apologizes to Nezumi fakely. "Ah...how's the scar on your neck? I hope it's healed now. Trust me, I didn't mean for it to hurt when I shoved that mop in your face."
If she didn't say it, I wouldn't have noticed a faint scar down right on her neck, most of it covered by her hoodie. The scar itself looks so tiny, but I'm sure the cut must run very deep. To think that she's just a junior-high kid at that time...
"O, we're not supposed to talk about those happy memories, Saito-san," the second girls pretends to be aghast. "We're just passing by with your dad's national campaign right? We're supposed to act like nice ladies."
I guess they are some powerful politicians' daughters, coming from a different town. I couldn't imagine what nasty things they must have done to Watanabe Mayu, that innocent girl in pigtails.
Nezumi blinked slowly and maintained her calm, but I think her fists are clenched in the pockets of her hoodie.
"Well, yoroshiku ne, Saito-ne and Imai-ne. You are right, I'm just a rat, I won't dare to even move a hair on you." She answered with a smile.
"Hahaha, of course, Mayu-chan. By the way, help me thank your father again. It was he who did nothing then, right? As expected of society's rules. But of course, he's also counting on you to obey him...a diligent ojousama as you are. What a lovely daughter."
I can't listen to this banter anymore. I want to kill those girls, but I guess they'll have to wait.
"Look, I don't care how much you'd like to catch up with your lovely kouhai at all," I said as I kicked the trashcan in front of me towards those two strangers, who calmly dodged it. "But stop wasting my time here! Do it after I have beaten her up!!"
"We're sorry about disturbing you. We really don't care about whatever insect fights you trash are having. We'd better be leaving...." The two girls laugh with each other, covering their mouths elegantly like high-societyladies. Urgh...I can't share the same space with these people, who are so, so rotten inside, despite how they look.
"See you then, Saito-ne. I shall pay you a proper visit soon." Nezumi made a curtsy as they left. I could tell she's emotionally shaken.
"Nezumi..." I hesitated, "You, you don't have to trash yourself because of scumbags like them."
It's the first time I see any emotion apart from sarcasm on Nezumi's face. She's clearly angered at what I just said.
"Don't assume you know anything about me. Let's fight."
I sighed and assumed a fighting stance, locking my eyes onto hers.
"Come on!" I shouted.
The girl smirks and continues to chew her gum.
"What a hassle..." Her chilling smile switched to a menacing glare in a second and our fists clashed.
This girl is surprisingly quick and strong, contrary to her appearance. I think it might take some time, but I can beat her as soon as she gets tired.
"You're doing it because you're lonely, right? You want to see everyone around you suffer, so you aren't the only one left behind!" I taunted as I punched through her dodge onto the wall.
"I'm a happy and curious student. I said it already, don't assume you know anything about me." Nezumi snickered and returned a kick from the side, which I blocked.
I pushed her towards the wall, grabbing her hoodie and teared it apart.
"The scar has faded but the pain's never left, right? So stop pretending that you're above everyone else!"
The girl didn't flinch but I'm certain that I've shot an arrow straight into her weakest spot. She pushed me off and threw a punch on the side, landing on my jaw.
"AHHHHHH!" She shouts as she dashes at me, and we continued to fight for a few more rounds.
As I expected, the girl is now breathing heavily even though she's too arrogant to stop her smirk. It's just a pretense, and she's going to lose soon. I am going to feign a swipe and as she jumps to dodge, I will hammer squarely on her head.
The plan go exactly as I wanted, my fist is now inches away from her frightened face.
But I swiveled to the right just as we're about to collide.
WTF? What am I doing? We're both shocked at what happened but she recovered quicker than I did. She's now aiming a punch from below and instinctively I reached in front of my stomach to block, but I missed it.
"Argghhhhh" I can hear my anguish scream. I can't believe it hurts so much, I thought that applies to guys only!! Nezumi did not let go after she delivered a low blow at my crotch, incapacitating all my senses. She's now squeezing my sensitive area, as I crouch down slowly in excruciating pain.
My mind goes blank as she rises above me and finally let go. I'm too painful to even breathe.
"I will do anything I can to get what I want. You thought I want to be on top, right? You are wrong. But yes, I love seeing people suffer. Today, it's you. Tomorrow, it'll be Black."
"Why...why Black?" I asked faintly, clutching my crotch in pain.
"I...honestly don't know." Her face softened into genuine confusion, but she quickly added in menace. "But I don't care."
The sickening sound of chewing gum faded away as she left me writhing like an idiot on the ground. What's worse, the sound of footsteps running towards me from another direction became louder, and I saw Black's concerned look as she closes in on me.
"Don't." I pulled Black's hand back as she tried to stand up and chase Nezumi. I think this girl is in a terrible condition, and not exactly in the mood for talking...
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We're both sitting side by side in a park bench now, that part of me still throbbing in pain and my face flushed in embarrassment.
"Do you need an icepack?"
I glared at her in the worst way I can think of, but she burst into laughter.
"Nezumi thought you're a real guy, I think...but it seems to have worked." She's covering her mouth but her curvy eyes can't hide her amusement. "Ne, since you're dressed like a guy, act like one and protect your family jewels from now on."
"Do you really find it that funny? Why don't you try getting punched there!" What a black-hearted bitch...
"Okay calm down..." She's still choking in laughter, "I'm just worried. You should never have challenged Nezumi alone. She's not a typical yankee." Black's face finally turned back to her usual serious look.
"Oi...she's just a spoiled brat. If she didn't use such nasty tricks, I could've beaten her easily!" I protested.
"It's not about fighting her physically." Black simply answers. "She's just...testing the limits."
"Testing the limits of what?"
"I don't know...maybe of her emotions, maybe of her dad?" Black trails off and sighs. "She's a daughter of a powerful, rich politician, so she gets everything she wants, and gets away with everything she does. Today, we got ambushed by two schools after our fight. Luckily, Yuko-san wasn't there, and we barely got away without getting hurt. Sometimes, I just feel too tired carrying on, protecting Rappapa and worrying about Mayu..."
"She's..." I wanted to tell her what I saw today, but swallowed my words last minute. "She's gonna be fine."
"Really? I'm so tired...I want to take a nap."
As she said it, she head leans sideways and landed on my shoulder.
I finally understood, as I look at her sad expression during sleep, that no matter how many friends we make, we'll never let go of people most important to us. For her, Mayu will always be someone that weighs heavily in her heart, something she cannot avoid, and something I can't, and shouldn't, take away from her. Nezumi's still a big mystery, and the past that has plagued her seems more than she could handle, and more than something a stranger like me could help. If Black can take her out of the darkness, and not blame herself for everything that happened to Nezumi, that'll be great. Black, you must keep on fighting...
For me, even though I have found purpose and hope here, I knew I must also go back to fight for that one person too.
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/*flashback begins
She'd been resting on my shoulder for two hours now, and my neck was numb, but the library was about to close so I nudged her gently to wake her up.
"Yuihannn..."Yui jolted awake, and looked around in slight disorientation.
"Sae-chan....eh? It's 7 already? Why didn't you wake me up?" She jumped up and exclaimed. "You live far away and it's so late now."
"It's fine. You're sleeping like a pig and snoring so bad that everyone left so I could do my homework in peace." I winked and started packing my stuff.
"Baka!" She pulled my ponytail to protest, laughing as she saw me almost fell over. I smacked on her hand to make her back off.
"Next time, wake me up ok? I don't want to see a tired Saechan tomorrow." She stopped laughing and asked me seriously.
I nodded, but I didn't want to tell her that it will be the most difficult thing to do, to disturb that angelic face. That day, when she fell asleep on my shoulder, with the pen still in her hand, I looked at her properly. I traced all features on her face, from her wavy bangs, her thin, angled eyebrows, and her thick eyelashes...to her delicate lips, her chin and her soft, translucent skin. My heart raced when my eyes fell even further down towards her nape, then her collarbone, which is half-revealed under her uniform's collar. I realized I don't just find her pretty and cute. That day, when I realized I would rather time stop so she could lean on me forever, I knew I have fallen in love. Hopelessly in love with someone not likely feeling the way towards me....
"You've dazed off into dreamland again!" Yui punched on my shoulder as usual.
"Okay okay, let's go."
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As for Black, no matter how much I love her, I'd rather go home to sleep after the tiring fight, so after around 15 minutes, I woke her up.
"Oi! Omae!"
Black rubs her eyes and answered, "Try harder, you don't sound like guy." She pulls out something and threw at me. "Nor do you look like one, so wear this." In her usual mysterious manner, she disappeared into thin air
"Bitch..." I muttered as I examine the contents in my hands. It's a black bandana, with a skull on the top corner. I glance up to see how my long bangs are getting in the way, poking my eyes, so I put it on.