TP-What to Prepare For[5 of 18] [FanFic]
Twister
Chapter Five
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Twister woke up early, as usual, and started getting ready for
college. From what he had heard from Nabiki, when she had phoned last night,
freshmen had to get there early, or all the courses you wanted would be taken.
He passed Yasuro's room in his preparations and saw him still asleep.
He crept in, quietly viewed the unconscious figure for a moment, and
then shouted, "Up and at 'em campers!"
Yasuro's eyes went wide open and he sat up straight, yelling.
"Yah!!!!"
Twister chuckled, "Better get ready in a flash today. This _is_
registration day you know."
Normally calm Yasuro gave Twister the Evil Eye. "I _know_ that. But
could you have woken me without _scaring_ me half to death!"
Unrepentant, Twister smiled, "It seemed the fastest way. Better
hurry!"
Grumbling could be heard from Yasuro's room as Twister made a little
something for breakfast. When he emerged, Yasuro saw the prepared food and
the angry glare faded away.
"Thanks. I guess we _should_ better go early."
"That's the spirit! We can leave later on other days, but not
this one."
They finished Twister's little breakfast snack and left together. Snores
could be heard from the room where Morio and his friend were.
Yasuro chuckled. "This gets more appealing every minute."
When they arrived they were not the first in line, but they were
pretty close. Twister looked for Nabiki, but she wasn't there yet.
*Ah, well. She never _was_ an early riser.*
Elsewhere, in a position that allowed someone to view the entire row
of freshmen at once, someone was intently going over each person in the line.
The someone was female, beautiful, raven-haired, and looked very mysterious.
This person was a Professor Miyabi Kitamura and she was scanning for
students for her 'special course' for 'gifted' students. Miyabi was a skilled
sorceress and was always searching for new students to teach the mysteries
and powers of magic.
Whether they wanted to or not.
*Hmmm. Looks like the usual crowd of freshmen. I probably won't find
much more than one full class this year. Again.* She looked at the special
mystic device she had created to search more accurately for prospective
students and frowned. *Odd. That attractive young man over there indicates
_very_ highly on my magic scanner, but I can sense _no_ mystic aura about
him. Very strange indeed.* Miyabi peered closer at the student and spotted his
clothing. *Now _that_ is definitely magical, but that is not enough to even
come close to what my reading says. He must be cloaking his magical aura
somehow. That means he must have _some_ knowledge of magic at least.* She
smiled. *Better than none at all. I think he indeed qualifies.* She
walked towards the registration desk as Twister came close to it. *Let's
see how hard it will be to snag this one.*
Miyabi waited until Twister came up to the desk and listened in. What
she heard made her smile.
*No high school diploma? Excellent test results though. Yes...this
should be _very_ easy.* She stepped up to the desk and spoke up.
"I think this young man deserves a place in _my_ class, gentlemen."
She looked calmly at the suddenly nervous registration people at the desk.
"I'm sure you can find a place for him there."
"Uh...y-yes I t-think we can manage that." One of them stammered.
Twister was sightly confused, Yasuro had gone first and was now gone,
leaving him with no support. "Huh? This doesn't sound like normal
registration." He looked at Miyabi. "Who are you?"
She smiled gently, "I'm Prof. Miyabi Kitamura. I teach a special class
for gifted students and your scores definitely fit into that category."
Miyabi disturbed Twister for some reason, "Uh, thanks, but I'd rather
just take the normal courses I selected, thank you."
The smile just became deeper, "It's not an option...," she glanced at
his forms, "Twister. I can prevent you from entering this college without
a high school diploma and I don't think you want to do that."
*Oh, great. An influential teacher wants _me_ in her class.* He
sighed, "I guess I don't have much choice."
"I thought you would say that." She purred.
*Shades of Shampoo.* Twister glumly thought as he finished the
registration with the 'special' course in place of another. He started
walking away, but Miyabi caught his arm and pulled him to the side where no
one could hear them.
She looked a little more serious, but not by much, "I look forward to
teaching someone with your mystic power." The shocked look Twister gave
Miyabi confirmed her theory and she was pleased. "However, I will not
allow the cloaking of your mystic aura in class, for you will need to
demonstrate your progress from time to time." She smiled and started to
walk away into the shadows. "See you there."
Twister regained his senses and quickly tried to follow, but she was
gone.
*Oh, shock. Just great. I'm not _hiding_ it in this form! Gah!* He
walked back to where the line was and waited for Nabiki. *Just what I
needed to happen to me. I wonder if what Ranma has is contagious.*
Twister sighed morosely.
When she finished her registration, Nabiki walked back down the line
and spotted Twister, leaning on a wall, looking depressed.
*What happened to him? He's usually too _cheerful_.* She started
getting worried and walked up him. He looked up when she came near.
"Ah, Nabiki. I carry a tale of woe indeed. May I share it with thee?"
Twister sarcastically said.
Wondering what was up, Nabiki nodded, "Sure, Twister. What
happened? Didn't get a course?"
He sighed. "Yes...and no. I got all the courses I wanted except
one, because me and my roommate got here early. Unfortunately, when my roomie
had left and I was finishing, some female professor came along and forced
me to sign up for _her_ class. So now I have her class instead of the one I
wanted."
Nabiki frowned, "That's odd."
"Wait. It gets better." Twister paused before continuing. "When I
was done, she dragged me off to the side and said that I shouldn't mask
my mystic aura in class since I would have to demonstrate my progress."
He looked Nabiki in the eye. "I _think_ this is a class for teaching
_magic_."
Wide-eyed, Nabiki looked at Twister, "Does she know about your two
forms?" She answered herself immediately. "No, of course not. She wouldn't
have said it _that_ way then." Nabiki tapped a finger on her chin and
sighed. "You've got a problem, Twister."
"No kidding." He sighed as well. "I don't have a choice actually. I have
to go or she'll drop me out of college. She also mentioned I had a 'powerful'
aura. I don't think that will help my position in class either. _And_ I'll
have to switch every time to go to it from my other classes as well."
Twister shook his head. "I think I'm going to be busy tonight thinking
on how to get this to work."
"I don't envy you," Nabiki chuckled. "You'll find out more about
magic anyway."
"That thought does _not_ lighten my mind." He sighed again. "At least
it's the last class of the day. Ah, well." He smiled at Nabiki. "How's your
roommate?"
The change of topic relieved Nabiki. "She's nice. She got me to wake
up early, thankfully."
"Ah, good. I was worried about that. OW!" He chuckled as he rubbed
his shoulder that Nabiki had hit. "I had to wake up _my_ roommate too. He
too was thankful...after he stopped cursing me that is." Twister grinned.
Nabiki smiled and shook her head, "Come on. Let's get something to
eat. It's almost lunch."
"Ok. Let's go terrify an all-you-can-eat place. I found out yesterday
that my energy reserves are low and I feel I'm going to need all the power
I can get tomorrow."
Hooking an arm through his, Nabiki led him on. "Then let's go. You
can tell me what happens after classes." She smirked, "Especially
that professor's expression when you first walk in."
That made Twister chuckle.
"Now _there's_ a cheering thought..."
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Darren Steffler a.k.a "Twister"- mail at <umst...@cc.umanitoba.ca>
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