Hi sorry it's a bit late but I was busy
Anyways this will the the last update for a while bc I'm going on a trip and also I haven't written the next chapter yet
so yeah we'll see but I promise it will continue for a bit longer seeing as how all of you wanted that
It makes me happy that you guys read and like it so consider it a thank you
@anzai48: Hi there Anzai! Can I call you that?
I've read your fic and I like it a lot. Sorry I never told you that though since it was awhile ago back when I was still a silent reader
It's an honor getting a reply from you
Lol ya Mariko-sama is terrified of that stuff so I thought it'd be fun to add in there
Ah thanks I tried~ Ya I'm kinda making it so that Sado and Shibuya really don't get along later when Yuko's gone (like in the show) rather than now. Hmm I see it as Black glares them into submission, or scolds them angrily like little children as Yuko watches with an amused face
The best for last of course! And Idk about your questions
I don't really explain how Geki gets to be Geki but maybe it's like an outlet since you know, she was totally abused by her crazy mom and all
@Ruka Kikuchi: Oh nice! Having fun on your vacation? Thanks for reading still anyways
@DarkHeart: Thanks! I don't really know where I got that idea from
But well, Shibuya's too stubborn so new tactics are required
No worries I'll continue and you'll get to see how they took the top (but I don't think it'll be a big deal cuz as I see it as Majijo was probably like Yabakune before Yuko comes around and changes it to be all serious and noble
)
@key17: Everyone's so excited for Gekikara
Aw thanks~ I'll write some more then lol
@Genkikid: Haha tame huh. I wonder if that's what happened~ lol
Right sure let's have Yuko take over Majijo just for the heck of it
I like writing it anyways so I'm glad you like reading
@junchan: Haha thanks bud~ I can always count on you
Well Shibuya's hardheaded, gotta try something new (and so it doesn't get boring lol) Lol thanks I try~
Yes, yes here's Gekikara jeez you're all so impatient
Hmm since you all think Yuko 'tamed' Gekikara per se, I added a little extra
This chapter's twice as long as the others (cuz it was supposed to end here) and I kinda feel bad about it bc Gekikara gets more than the others but really, IT'S GEKIKARA CAN YOU BLAME ME
Thanks for reading! Makes me happy to get comments and I have a lot of fun writing this too~
Part 6: FamilyNow their group had a total of five members. Five of the rooms filled and only one remained empty - the far one on Yuko’s left. For some reason, none of them had chosen that spot, maybe they felt undeserving of being Yuko’s left hand (except Sado who had no problem with being Yuko’s right hand man), but that room blatantly stood out as the only bare space without an occupant. Whether Yuko had planned it – six rooms equaling six potential occupants - or not was unknown but it didn't matter really.
By now, everyone else had pretty much expected it to be filled soon. It was almost like a predetermined prophecy—it couldn't stay empty forever. Yuko needed someone else by her side, but none of the current members stepped forward to take it. Black didn’t want to, Torigoya didn't care, and Shibuya wouldn’t.
Those three had some kind of unspoken agreement that it couldn't be any one of them. It had to be someone new. Someone strong enough that would grow even closer to Yuko than any one of them could. But of course no one knew who or what kind of person it would be or where to even start looking. So they didn't look. Yuko would probably find them somehow or they’d just show up when it was time.
And that person did.
With a bang.
Literally.
In the middle of the night, Sado pissed for being woken up for the second time that month at an ungodly hour (the first due to Torigoya), gunshots rang out in the city. Their quick reflexes allowed them to rise and search for the source without even becoming entirely awake yet. All they knew was that Yuko had sprinted out of her room and into town and obviously that meant they should all go.
Cool pavement ran under Yuko’s bare feet as she headed towards the sound. At first she wasn't sure if she was going in the right direction but then another shot rang out to confirm her destination. It wasn't far away, the sound had been loud and resounding through their home, echoing off the cement walls.
Every once in awhile, there would be a few stray bullets fired in the town (probably by some gang disputes between yakuza) but most of the time it sounded far away, never this close. And there weren't any yakuza near the warehouse where they stayed, so that meant this was an oddity. There had to be a different reason for those shots and Yuko had a bad feeling about it.
And so, of course, being Yuko, she ran towards it.
Footsteps pounded after her (the others having actually taken the time to put on their shoes), it was a nice reassurance and made Yuko feel less uneasy just knowing that her comrades were right behind her.
It was fall now, the wind bearing a slight chill to it as it billowed past. She turned and made it down a narrow street, the lamps either flickering or out, making it dark and hard to see. This area was the poor part of town, right on the edge near the harbor (and the docks where their warehouse was located) and every building was quite small and cramped. It wasn't abandoned like the area where they found Torigoya, but still really worn down and old and dilapidated from lack of care. But some people could only afford a place like this, though Yuko herself could never imagine staying in such a confined space willingly, she’d much rather stay on the streets or something, at least then she’d be free.
In front of one of the apartment buildings, there was a large shape that glinted in the shadows, catching some of the limited light from the streetlamps that actually weren't blown out.
A black van.
“What the...” Yuko frowned, now slowing down as she got closer and more cautious. A quick inspection revealed that no one was inside the car, so as quietly as possible, she crept her way up the steps to the apartment where it was parked in front of, only to find the door blown open and the proceeding hallway a complete mess.
Vases broken all over the floor, splintered wooden desk that was half overturned half missing, glass shattered everywhere from a few stray shots hitting the windows. Yuko carefully picked her way through the house, aiming for the one room that had light spilling from the doorway.
The light was almost blinding as she stepped in, though it was only a single yellow bulb that illuminated what appeared to be a kitchen (or what was left of it). Skipping the details, there was obvious signs of struggle apparent, most striking was the blood splatters on the wall and counter. With that amount of blood someone must have died, or been on the verge of it. But Yuko ignored the sight, having been used to seeing blood despite it never being close to amount.
Her ears picked up small whimpering noises.
The table? Under it? Yuko made her way towards the small dining room table that had been pushed aside against the wall haphazardly. And after squatting down, she found a pair of round doe eyes staring at her innocently.
A kid? No, the girl was not that young, but her countenance made it seem so.
“Hey are you okay?” Yuko asked as softly as possible as to not startle her. But the girl only shrunk back as Yuko reached out so she stopped and put her hand back down. “What’s your name?”
“Yuko! You in there?! We’re coming in!”
“You better not be dead or I’ll kill you!”
Loud shouts sounded from outside and Yuko nearly cursed at being surprised like that. What if they scared the girl? But a quick glance and the girl hadn’t moved, still staring at Yuko with those wide eyes and Yuko felt a sense of relief. Then she chuckled inwardly. Those idiots...
The first shout had to be Sado, who sounded entirely too worried in Yuko’s opinion. The second was Shibuya, even though it was a threat to kill her, Shibuya had a bit worried undertone as well and it wasn’t often that she showed she cared. Torigoya hadn’t said anything but there was no doubt she was there (or catching up because she wasn’t exactly as fit as the rest of them), and Black must’ve already made her way inside to Yuko, letting her actions speak louder than words. They were idiots, but Yuko wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Come on~ It’s safe, I promise. Nothing’s going to happen.” Yuko went back to coaxing the girl. But she wouldn’t budge. It didn’t seem like she was scared of Yuko just...unsure. Boy did Yuko know how that felt. “Oh I know!” She grinned widely. The girl was obviously alone at this point and had her home in shambles, so like all the other times, Yuko extended her offer. “Why don’t you come with us? We’ll take care of you, I promise~”
“...” The girl didn’t say anything, but Yuko kept smiling, and eventually...she took Yuko’s hand.
Yuko grinned and stood up, careful not to go too quickly and pulled the girl out from under the table as well. “Great! Now let’s get out of here or Sado’s going to keep grumbling about missing her beauty sleep~”
“Yuko-san.”
Yuko spun around to see Black behind her by the doorway. “Oh hey Black, mind carrying her for me? I don’t think I’m tall enough~”
Black glanced at the girl holding Yuko’s hand. She was skinny and pale, a bit shorter than Black herself but definitely taller than Yuko. Dressed in only a green tank top and shorts—that were bloody nonetheless—the girl had a few cuts and bruises - the most noticeable being the twin scratches above her left eye. Once Black finished her assessment, she looked back at the girl’s face, the two starting a staring contest as soon as their eyes met and neither of them looking away.
“...”
“...”
Then Black merely walked over and swung her own jacket over the girl’s shoulders before sweeping her off her feet bridal style. She wasn’t even startled by it and not a word was spoken as Black walked back out with the girl still staring intently at her (though Black seemed to be avoiding her gaze).
Yuko chuckled as she watched this happen, finding the girl amusing to say the least and thinking that Black could stand to show her emotions a bit more. But maybe this girl could help her with that.
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“Hehehe~ Nee...okotteru?” Gekikara smashed her fist into the yankee’s face before spinning around and wildly kicking another in the stomach. “Hahahaha...HAHAHAHAHA~”
Yuko only stood on the sidelines, leaning against an electric pole as Gekikara grabbed one girl’s arm and swung her around in an arc before tossing her at two more of her opponents.
“Hahaha...Hehe~” One jumped on her back but Gekikara just flipped her off by the collar before slamming her onto the pavement mercilessly. There were at least 20 yankees lying around them on the ground, most unconscious and all of them bleeding. Word got around about the insane new member of Yuko’s little party and being the stupid yankees they were, they picked a fight. And another fight, and another, until this became the last gang that Gekikara had to face because all the rest of them were already too shaken to challenge her again.
Gekikara had started bashing the last girl’s head into the ground with glee so Yuko thought it’d be best to stop her there. “Hey Geki~ Black and Sado will be back any time now so let’s go home.”
“Hehe okay~” Gekikara let go of the girl’s hair and followed as Yuko started heading back. Lately, this had been the routine - Gekikara having fun fighting while Yuko watched over her like a parent watching over her kid on the playground. Unless, someone insulted Gekikara by calling her insane or something (which happened a lot) then Yuko would have to jump in and pound them senseless. In her opinion, everyone was a little insane in their own way, so what right did they have to call Geki that?
Glancing back, Yuko saw Gekikara following quietly, hands stuck in her jacket pockets. The jacket brought back memories of not too long ago - Black had come home from an errand run, shopping bags in one hand and two sukajan jackets in the other. She tossed the red one to Torigoya and the green to Gekikara, which they both shrugged on a moment later, replacing the jackets they had on before. A majestic phoenix in flight for Torigoya, and a dragon soaring high over Mount Fuji for Gekikara. Shibuya also appeared a moment later in the doorway behind Black, making her way towards the couches with her own pink version hanging from her shoulders decorated with twin koi fish.
They never asked where Black got them from, but they hardly cared. And besides the matching aspect that served to unify them, the jackets had a practical purpose as well – winter
was just around the corner at the time - it would keep them warm in more ways than one. Yuko also remembered teasing Black about giving Gekikara a dragon design like her own, but Black just ignored her like every time Yuko tried to mess with her. Although Yuko could’ve sworn she saw Black’s eyes shift to Gekikara quickly then back as if afraid to be caught staring.
Gekikara had changed quite a bit since joining them, her hair now cut and framed one side of her face, revealing the scars below her left eyebrow for prominent display, and now she spoke a lot more, or maybe laughed was more like it. Her addition changed the others a bit as well, everyone took care of the youngest among them (they don’t know Gekikara’s real age but she acted young albeit growing more mature by the day). And with her there, their little group finally seemed complete, the last space to Yuko’s left filled.
Yuko still remembered a few months ago when she had just found the fragile looking girl, hiding under her dining table in that worn down house. Yuko never asked what happened as it was her code, but she figured that some yakuza had broken in and probably taken Gekikara’s mother due to some debt or something. She knew Gekikara lived with her mother from a few photos she found in there, though to be fair, it didn’t seem like her mother took care of her at all. And that’s when Yuko decided to take her in. Besides, Gekikara didn’t seem to care that her mother was gone (making Yuko think she was used to it) and with her the black van that had been parked outside when Yuko arrived vanished as well.
Black put her to bed as soon as they got home (she carried her the whole way and eventually Gekikara had fallen asleep). But as time went on, no one came looking for Gekikara and she just became a part of their everyday lives.
The first word she uttered was what they named her – Gekikara. Black had some spicy senbei crackers laying around and Gekikara had helped herself to them while they were out fighting. They found her with the empty bag and red crumbs on her face, giggling to herself and that’s when she said it: “Gekikara~”
So then they found out that the fragile wasn’t fragile at all, quite the opposite in fact. Shibuya having that hard head and temper she possesses, decided to pick a fight with Gekikara after she was all hopped up on the spiciness, which was the first and last time they fought. Several solid hits later and Gekikara still stood unfazed, though she did stagger around, she never fell. Then a single hit knocked Shibuya out.
It took a bit to get over the initial shock, but when Yuko started laughing her ass off then everyone cracked a smile and helped prop Shibuya up. Maybe Gekikara fit in with them even better than Yuko had hoped. And so the last room to Yuko’s left was finally filled.
But then there was still the issue of Gekikara going on a rampage. You’d think they would all freak out or something, but Geki was the baby and it was like she was taking her first steps so they just let her run around and destroy things while watching with all smiles. Luckily, they didn’t have an address for the town to bill the damages to.
Eventually though, they had to calm her down somehow because they had to get some sleep and letting a rampaging Gekikara loose in the middle of the night was not a good idea, so Black used her speed to catch her or basically hug her from behind, effectively pinning her arms down while Yuko ran up and delivered a karate chop to her neck to knock her out. Then Black just carried her back to bed (again) and the others called it a night as well as if nothing had ever happened. What a weird bunch.
That wasn’t the only time either. Shibuya found it amusing that Gekikara would rampage if you gave her some crackers so of course she did just that. Long story short, they eventually found out that Shibuya was the cause of it all and Sado put her in her place. And from then on, senbei crackers were banned in the warehousehold.
“Black!” Seeing the others at the warehouse’s back entrance, Gekikara ran up gleefully and Black just patted her on the head a few times before handing over what Gekikara was really after – the melon pan (they found that giving Gekikara sweet things made her calm down instead of the opposite with the spicy senbei). Sado took the rest of the bags and went to putting them away, then pulled out some pots to cook over their ever blazing fire (luckily they had purchased some camping gear and were finally able to take a break from take-out).
Financially, they were a lot better off than they were before. Besides Yuko and Sado, Black had actually gotten a job in the grocery store in town, but Shibuya refused to find work and they were too worried to send Torigoya or Gekikara out on their own (they were really more worried about the place and their co-workers rather than the two themselves). Nevertheless they had everything they needed, and more than enough if you asked Yuko because she thought as long as they had each other they’d be perfectly fine. But of course, Sado showing her overprotective side, thought a bit otherwise.
“Yuko.”
“Hmm?” Yuko fell back in her comfy recliner, ready to take a nap. Gekikara took her bread and hopped on Yuko’s lap sideways, earning an oomph from the latter before she tried to move her into a more comfortable position. Honestly, it looked like Yuko was cradling a baby. A big, teenage, spice-loving, yankee baby.
Though they all felt a sense of connection to Yuko, Gekikara was especially close to her, preferring to follow her around everywhere and listened only to what Yuko said. She never followed orders from anyone else, unless Black was mad, then
everyone followed what Black said.
“I think it’s about time we get an apartment.”
The place fell silent instantly. Even Gekikara had stopped munching on her snack and looked at Yuko with those wide eyes - that was one thing that hadn’t changed.
.
.
.
“...Why?” Yuko finally spoke after a bit of consideration. Her tone was quiet but not a whisper, and held more authority in that one word than they had ever heard before.
Sado wasn’t going to let that intimidate her though. Even if Yuko didn’t want to move, it was best for them, and especially for Yuko. A warehouse was not the best living conditions for a patient, but Yuko was adamant, and even if she tried to make it look like she was just being lazy by taking all those naps, Sado saw those telltale signs of tiredness in Yuko’s eyes no matter how she tried to hide it. Attempting to choose her next words carefully, Sado started, “I know this is our home...But as long as we’re together than any place can become our home right? That’s what we all believe.”
“You’re avoiding the question.”
Sado nearly gulped. But when has Sado ever backed down from a confrontation? It’s simply not in her nature to submit, not even to Yuko. “You know why I’m suggesting this.”
A battle of wills that no one wanted to interrupt. Even Shibuya wasn’t going to get in on this, no way, she just leaned against the wall and stayed out of it as far as possible. Sado and Yuko glared at each other and the tension was becoming unbearable, the air heavy. Torigoya watched them curiously, her focus caught on the two and Black’s book remained closed even though she normally would’ve been reading by now.
The others all wondered if this would break out in a fight – that’s how disputes were usually settled. But Yuko had never fought any of them after they moved in, and none ever felt the need to challenge her either. Though they’ve definitely never seen Yuko get into such an argument with Sado of all people before. It was a complete mystery how this would play out.
“You know~ If you got tired of cooking on the fire you could just get someone else to do it, Sado. I’m sure Shibuya would’ve happily agreed~”
The others (besides the one mentioned) cringed involuntarily. There was an agreement to
never...EVER let Shibuya pick where they ate out, let alone cook for them. The very thought struck fear into their hearts (and stomachs).
“What? Quit kidding around.”
“Aww come on Sado~ I know you don’t like parting with your precious apron but it’s time to hand it over~”
It’s true, Sado always wore an apron when she cooked, just like a mother, but she argued that she just didn’t want to get her coat dirty. “Hey I told you not to make fun of my apron!”
Then why did she choose a pink one...Yuko only grinned like a squirrel and chose not to say anything.
“Yuko...” Sado sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose and feeling a migraine forming.
“Actually, you know what? You’re right. Let’s move.”
“Huh? EEEHHHHHH?!”
“But an apartment seems too small don’t you think? We need to have lots of space.”
“...For what exactly?” Sado asked cautiously.
“For fighting obviously!”
Sado facepalmed. Right. Of course. What else could it be.
“Hmm somewhere where we can fight all we want...A place where we would fit in...Ah! I know~”
They all waited anxiously for Yuko to tell them what she was thinking, though Sado wasn’t sure she wanted to hear it. It’d just be another of Yuko’s little ideas and Sado had long since become wary of such ‘ideas’.
If Yuko could grin any wider then her face would split open. “What do you think about going to school?”
Sado and Shibuya nearly fell over in surprise.
“You’re kidding?! I just got out of that hellhole and you wanna drag me back in?!” Shibuya was furious to say the least but Sado seemed to be deep in thought.
“It won’t be that bad~”
“I’m pretty damn sure it will!” Shibuya argued, striding up to Yuko and eyes blazing but the latter just sat there and stared back.
“...”
“...”
“...I will follow Yuko-san.”
All eyes turned to Black who had just spoken up for the first time that day, which really wasn’t all that rare—what was rare was for her to speak up at all. And that shocked everyone into silence once again.
“...See? Black agrees with me~” Yuko eventually said, quite giddily, like she had just won a prize or something.
“Hmm...I don’t really care~” Torigoya gave her consent as well, then went back to playing with the ends of her hair. Well, that’s about the longest she’s ever listened due to her short attention span so that was expected.
“Well Sado? What do you say?”
Sado was pulled out of her thoughts and met Yuko’s gaze, a silent agreement seemed to be made between them. “...I guess I don’t see why not.”
Though she didn’t sound entirely sure about it, but it was good enough for Yuko.
“Hehe~ Good!” Yuko was happy her right hand agreed with her plans. “And how ‘bout you, Geki? Wanna try going to school with us?”
Gekikara smiled, giggling lightly. “Will it be fun?”
“Of course it will~”
“Then I’m in! And we should all go! We’re a family after all~” She giggled, putting a hand to her mouth. Biting her nails was a habit she picked up a long time ago and Yuko was still trying to teach her not to do that. Gekikara still had a lot to learn - like caring about others especially your comrades, and not to fight without a good reason. But Yuko knew her time was running out to teach her and that’s why she wanted to spend her remaining moments with her friends, fighting alongside them, and going to school may provide that chance.
But maybe Yuko was wrong—they weren’t just friends or comrades. They were family. And this time it was Gekikara who taught her that.
“You’re right.” This time Yuko had a soft smile lighting up her features, nostalgic and free. “We are family, and a family sticks together.”
Then everyone found themselves with smiles making ways onto their faces, even Black cracked a small grin.
“Now let’s see~ Geki’s the baby, Shibuya’s the angsty teenager...”
“Oi. Who you callin’ angsty?”
“Black’s the university student...”
All she got was a stare.
“Torigoya’s the NEET...”
Torigoya wasn’t paying attention, but Yuko earned a deadpan look from Sado that said ‘we’re all NEETs, you know’.
“Sado’s the overprotective mother...”
“I’m the one who wears the pants in this family.”
“Hey no you’re not! I’m the dad so I wear the pants!”
“Says who?”
Another glaring contest ensued.
“...”
“...”
“Well whatever~” Sado was the first to look away. She didn’t see a point in duking it out with Yuko over the matter and she knew if they kept at it they would spend the rest of the day locking gazes which would just be a waste of time. Yuko was just too hardheaded sometimes (Sado says that but they’ve spent hours doing just that before when neither refused to back down).
But with that out of the way, Yuko addressed Shibuya next, back to her serious side and spoke with complete sincerity. You could see it in her eyes. “We protect our own. That’s what
makes us a family. Nothing can get to us if we fight together.”
Shibuya was stunned so bad she forgot all about her previous anger. Not only had Yuko reassured her with those few words, but she knew Yuko meant them. It was like a golden rule for the six of them though no one had ever said it aloud before, and now that she did, Shibuya couldn’t help but reconsider. She wouldn’t be alone anymore, they wouldn’t betray her, she was absolutely sure of that now. So there was nothing to worry about.
“Fine...” Shibuya sighed. “I give.”
Yuko had a way of doing that to you, making you feel like you’re not alone, like you’re a part of something, like you belong. Like you had a place to call home, and Yuko herself finally understood where home was—it was with your family. Leave it to Gekikara to say something like that—when you least expect it and from the last person you’d expect to hear it from.
With family is where you stand, where you stay, where you’re not alone. In family, you have trust, safety, reason, comrades, and even freedom. Your family is your home, and where you leave your heart. Because it didn’t matter where, but
who you were with. Looks like Yuko learned something as well, and she couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Then let’s take the top! Majisuka Gakuen here we come!”
She stood and raised her fist high, earning cheers of consent from the rest of her family. It had been a full year now, circling back to winter but this time Yuko wasn’t alone. And come next spring, they would all be enrolled in what would become their new home.
Gekikara just laughed and laughed, the giggle resounding throughout the entire warehouse that didn’t feel so empty when they were all together. And they weren’t scared of her like most people, in fact, they laughed along with her.
A/N: I don't really like how Gekikara is like a kid here (she's not like that in the show), but I feel like since her mom was so useless, Yuko has to teach her everything. Then she'll get more mature like how she's so calm in Majisuka Gakuen 2, well, most of the time at least
I'm not sure when I'll update next but there will be a next time. I have a lot of other stories in progress and I should really finish one of them at least lol but I'll try to get this done first (I might need to rewatch it for reference too...)
Hope you're willing to wait!