School Girls' Stories - New Generation

Chapter 44 – Suspended

“What do you mean you are suspending my daughter?” Yuki cried at the principal, her anger bristling the hair on the back of her neck. “My daughter is the one exploited and you are suspending her?”

“Mrs. Kiseki,” Mr. Tonu said, his hand automatically lifting up to wipe his bald head of sweat. He took in the mother of the head cheerleader, a girl who had just been about to lead the cheerleaders to another cheer competition, but her dreams were now ruined. “I’m sorry, this was a board decision. With the pictures of her exploits on the walls so that everyone could see it is the only reaction we can see to take. She may have done the activities outside of school, but they were with fellow students, and they were posted for everyone to see. I’ve had calls from many parents wanting your daughter to be expelled permanently, many students having brought the pictures home. Those who did not bring the pictures home found the website at home and watched as she not only had sex with four or five men in the cabin, but a man in a bathtub.”

“This is Waza’s doing!” Yuki screamed. “Suspend the little prick, he’s one of the men fucking her in those pictures.”

“Mrs. Kiseki, please watch your language, I have students working out there as my secretary right now,” Mr. Tonu protested.

“Waza and Darrke are the real troublemakers,” Yuki hissed. “Not my daughter.”

“So you condone your daughter’s adventures?” Mr. Tonu asked while his beady eyes gleamed with a sort of triumph.

Yuki had no witty come back for that. She wished Fuji had been here to argue her side with her, she was better with words, Yuki was only creative, words were always hard for her. Now she had no idea what to say.

“You are lucky we are not expelling Yuna,” Mr. Tonu said bluntly, seeming to take his upper hand over the top and losing his nervousness that had earlier plagued him. “And what happens to Waza and Darrke is between me and their guardians. If you have nothing further to argue, Mrs. Kiseki, I am sure you know the way out.”

Yuki stood, her anger tickled to the top. Unfortunately for her there was nowhere to outlet that anger. She was angry with everyone when her anger she be placed on her daughter for having put herself into this sort of situation. Yuki knew this was coming, she knew when she saw Waza and Yuna standing there, dripping wet and looking no worse for wear, that something more was going on that she wanted to know. Now there was proof for the whole world to see.

Yuki stepped out of Mr. Tonu’s office and looked out to her best friends, who were acting guardians of the other two students whose heads were on the chopping block. Yuki, dressed in a worn gray suit she usually saved for business meetings when her graphic novels needed licensing, felt worn compared to Fuji’s immaculate, unaging, beauty. On the other hand Yuki felt beautiful compared to Shai, which was a bit of a shock. Shai looked worn and tired, wearing her jeans and sweater and not bothering to have dressed up for the day. Really it should have been Fuji who looked so desperately sad, but Fuji was always the strongest in the face of others.

“Why didn’t Noriko come for Waza?” Yuki asked Fuji.

“Noriko is trying to save a falling company,” was Fuji’s tightlipped answer. Fuji did not say that it was her own company, there was no need. Yuki read the papers, even if Fuji would not talk someone from the company would. Yuki would have given her friend a hug if she did not expect a back lash of anger. Fuji dealt with support poorly.

“I’m sorry Yuki,” Shai cried at her jeans, not bothering to look up. “I’m sorry for what Darrke participated in.”

“Don’t,” Yuki said, shaking her head. “It’s… Wow, where did we go wrong with these kids?”

“We didn’t,” Fuji said, the steel in her voice remaining strong and sturdy. “They failed themselves.”

“You are blaming our sons and daughters for their own misgivings?” Shai asked, looking to Fuji, her anger blazing at her friend.

Fuji shook her head softly. “No, I am blaming your sons and daughters for my children’s pain, and vice versa.”

It was worth contemplation. Shai opened her mouth to snap some smart remark at Fuji, her anger still on the tip of her mind. She was not happy about having to go face Mr. Tonu and listen to him tell her why her son was being expelled from school, and now her best friend was telling her that it was her children’s fault that Rhapsody and Ashe were so messed up?

Damn it to hell, Fuji was right.

“You know what the worst is?” Shai said quietly. For a moment Yuki and Fuji had to lean closer to hear her. “Bliss, the only child not of my blood, is honestly the best one. She gets good grades, for the most part she listens, and she tells me she loves me without disdain.” Fuji and Yuki had nothing to say to that.

“Mrs. Inperiaru.” Mr. Tonu stuck his head out his door to face Fuji as she stood, and for a moment he looked frightened by her presence, then worse for wear when he saw Yuki was still standing there in the hallway. Yuki grinned deviously and Fuji continued to give him that cold stare.

“I will be right in.” Her tone was final. Mr. Tonu nodded his head and returned to his office with a quiet click of the door.

“What do we do?” Yuki asked on a sigh.

“Kill them all and start over,” Fuji suggested, with perhaps a little too much seriousness. Shai and Yuki knew she would never give up her daughter, but they both wondered if she regretted the whole fiasco with Ashe and wondered if they had known that their son had died at birth would they have gone through with Rhapsody.

“Therapy?” Shai suggested.

“That never works,” Yuki said bluntly.

All three women shifted. No one knew what else to do besides start smacking their children, and it was a little late in life to be doing such damage. “We’ll think of something,” Yuki said, trying to sound cheerful.

However, the other two doubted it and Fuji had to excuse herself and find out Waza’s punishment, which she would be happily dealing the blow upon him.