Chapter 6a:  WHEEE HEE HEEEEE!!!!  Mr. Jack Daniel's Strikes Again!!! 
						or 
				THE CAMEO CHAPTER FROM HELL!! 
 
	A-ko and C-ko had arrived on time to Miss Ayumi's American-English class. 
<For a change.>  However, two of the students were late as the door to the
classroom opened and the two walked in.  One was obviously happy to be
there, while the other...well, was not.  <Hungover is more like it.> 
	"YO-HAAAAAY!!!!" Myles yelled, waving his hand in the air.  "Sorry, we're
late, sensei," he added, skipping over to his seat.  Miss Ayumi did not
seem at all annoyed, probably because she was stunned as to how the
personalities of these two resembled A-ko and C-ko's almost to a tee. 
However, if she remembered correctly, on the first day of class, neither
one of these two were at all like they were now.  In fact, Craig, she
remembered, was actually happy to be there the last time than Myles, who
was outright peeved. 
	Myles and Craig sat down in their seats.  Craig noticed that his notebook
was still there, with the addition of a few obscenities written and drawn
all over it.  Craig put his head down and tried to suppress his hangover as
best he could. 
	"What's the matter?" Myles asked, slapping his friend in the back.  Craig
looked at Myles and wished for him to die.  Myles could only grin
nervously. 
	"Not everyone can drink themselves sober, Myles," he groaned.  Myles
leaned back in his chair and chuckled. 
	"Ye dinnae 'ave ti match me drink fer drink either, lad," Myles retorted. 
	C-ko leaned over to A-ko.  "What's a 'yo-hay'?" she asked.  A-ko could
only shrug.  Miss Ayumi tapped her podium. 
	"Okay, class.  Pay attention now," she said.  She looked up to see
everyone paying attention like an obedient class should, of course with its
exceptions...C-ko Kotobuki and Craig Vincent.  After a few years experience
with C-ko and not wanting to create any more unwanted "tension" between
herself and Craig, she decided to let it go.  She then turned to a page in
her book and began her lecture. 
						* * * 
	After an hour and a half of a lecture that was arguably about English
<...or not>, class was dismissed.  Again, the last ones to leave were A-ko,
C-ko, Myles and a majorly hungover, Craig.  Myles dragged his friend out of
his seat and let him fall down the lecture room's stairs.  A-ko and C-ko
looked at the body lying before them on the floor.  Myles quickly trotted
down the stairs after him and helped his semi-unconscious friend off the
floor. 
	"Leemeealoone!" he growled. 
	"Aw, c'mon lad.  Up ye go!" Myles said, hefting his friend up.  Myles
looked at who stood before him and dropped his friend.  Craig slammed into
the floor again, smashing his head into a desk as he fell.  A-ko smiled and
C-ko kept looking at the unconscious young man on the floor. 
	"Is he gonna be alright?" A-ko asked. 
	"Uh, sher, lass, whatever ye like, lass," Myles replied, grinning from ear
to ear. 
	"Um, this is my friend C-ko.  She's the one that I--" A-ko started but was
interrupted by Myles. 
	"Uh, sher, lass, whatever ye like, lass," Myles repeated, still grinning. 
	"Um, you're in our next class, aren't you?" 
	"Uh, sher, lass, whatever ye--" he satrted and then realized who he was
talking to.  The love of his life.  The girl he adores.  The bosom of his
dreams...that wonderful heart-shaped ass!  Mentally, Myles smacked himself
back into reality and wiped the drool from his chin.  "Sorry, I was
t'inkin' o' somethin' else.  Would ye like it if'n I walked ye to yer next
class?" 
	"Um," A-ko replied.  _Well, it would be a good idea for him and C-ko to
get to know each other better,_ she thought.  "Is it okay with you, C-ko?" 
	"Whatever," she replied, indifferently.  C-ko could tell that her
friendship was in no danger of being threatened by Myles, but she was still
annoyed that A-ko wanted the boy to come along.  She could tell that A-ko
was not interested in him, but then, she had been rather unpredictable as
of late. 
	"You could carry our things for us," A-ko said, smiling sweetly.  A single
tear rolled down Myles' cheek.  _Sh-she's askin' me ti carry her books fer
her!  W-we're almos' married!!_ he thought.  Myles dropped to one knee. 
	"It'd be me honor!" he cried.  A-ko turned around and dropped her and
C-ko's books on him.  Myles attempted to stand up, but found that he was
failing miserably.  He heard a sudden clink and looked down.  The bottle of
Jack Daniel's Whiskey that was still in his jacket pocket had fallen out. 
A-ko bent over and picked it up.  A single bead of sweat appeared over
Myles' right brow. 
	"What's this?" she asked, trying to read the English writing on it. 
	"Uh, that's me medicine!" Myles lied, still struggling with the load that
he was trying to pick up.  He set it down on the floor and then quickly
grabbed the bottle from A-ko.  <Politely, of course.>  He then downed the
rest of the contents, secured the bottle in his inside jacket pocket and
felt a sudden surge of energy <...and he felt *happy*!>.  Myles quickly
bent over and picked up the books without the slightest hint of problems. 
	"Let's go," he said energetically, springing for the door. 
	"What about your friend?" A-ko asked. 
	"Och, he'll be fahn.  Won't ye lad?" Myles replied, giving his unconscious
friend a good kick in the side.  After they had left, all who remained in
the room was Craig and Miss Ayumi.  Miss Ayumi got up from her desk and
walked over to Craig.  She knelt down beside him and felt for a pulse. 
_He's alive,_ she thought.  She suddenly remembered how compassionate he
had been the other day to her.  Her face flushed.  She then grabbed him and
sat him up on the stair.  Craig opened his eyes.  Miss Ayumi was leaning
over him, looking rather concerned, and her short-cut halter-top was rather
revealing and flattering to Miss Ayumi's figure.  Unfortunately for Craig,
he was too out of it to appreciate the sight. 
	"Are you going to be alright?" she asked. 
	"Uhh, wha-what happened?" he said, still groggy, trying to clear his head.

	"You took a nasty fall down the stairs and your friend left you." 
	"Good ol' dependable Myles." 
	"Are you going to be okay?" 
	"Actually, yes.  That fall seems to have taken out my hangover.  Aside
from a slight pain in my side and jaw, I'll live." 
	"Hangover?" Miss Ayumi asked.  Craig looked up at Miss Ayumi.  She smiled
at him.  Craig's jaw dropped at the beautiful sight and quickly shot up,
grabbing his books, that were conveniently left next to him, and ran out
the door.  Miss Ayumi stood up, looking after him as he ran and shrugged. 
						* * * 
Later, at first break... 
	"And then, after we got to class, she asked me to sit between her and her
friend!" Myles exclaimed. 
	"Wait a minute," his friend commented.  "You are in a Home-Ec class with
A-ko?" 
	"Yup!" 
	"What classes are you taking this semester?"  Craig asked.  Myles opened
his folder, pulled out his class schedule and handed it to his friend.  He
quickly ran down the list of classes and attempted to stifle a laugh. 
"Didn't you take any classes detrimental to your degree?" 
	Myles stared at Craig.  "Nope."  Craig rolled his eyes and sighed. 
	"Did you ask her when the date was?"  Myles sat in comtemplative silence
for a moment... 
 
 
 
 
						* * * 
	"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" 
	_What was that?_ B-ko wondered, as she entered the science building.  She
was preparing for her next ordeal with A-ko and needed a few "supplies"
from the Chemistry Lab.  Her Akagiyama 24 was still in beta testing, but
she had many, many ideas running through her intricate mind.  She entered
the Chemistry Lab and looked around.  All of the bottles were labeled
relatively well, so it was easy for her to find what it was she was looking
for. 
	"Here it is..." she muttered to herself, as she picked up a small bottle
containing a thick florescent yellow liquid.  She then reached over and
took a bottle of Nitro Glycerin and then a bottle of Sulfuric acid.  "Oh
yes, A-ko...tomorrow is the day...you are going to DIE!!!!"  She then began
to laugh hysterically. 
						* * * 
	Craig entered the science building, clearing out his ears.  He wondered if
his hearing would ever fully return.  No thanks to Myles, his eardrums were
probably shattered.  Sure he was used to loud things; like the blare of his
stereo in full force, the sound of his welding tools, the whir of his
mecha's engines, the explosion when they failed, and, of course, the lovely
sound of a semi-automatic hand gun in a shooting range, or better yet, a
postal office...he would always laugh at the faces of his co-workers when
he showed up for his last day of work with his cousin's Walther PP (9mm). 
Although, to this day, he would never be able to figure out why he was laid
off from his first job in that mail room for the Daitokuji Financial Group.

	He frowned as his hearing faded out again.  He wished he had shot Myles
when he started to scream like a little school girl.  After his hearing
came back, he heard laughter, a horrible, demonic laughter.  Craig
immediately recognized where he had heard it from before.  He then turned
and followed the sound down the hall.  _From the Chem Lab,_ he thought. 
	As he poked his head through the lab's door, he saw the little wench,
B-ko, holding a bottle of something and laughing uncontrollably
at...nothing?  She stopped suddenly, as if she knew that she were being
watched.  Craig walked into the lab and slammed the door behind him. 
 
	B-ko got control of herself and was startled by the sound of the lab's
door slamming shut.  She swung around to see a young man standing there
with his arms crossed against his chest and leaning against the lab
counter.  Craig was wearing the same cold expression he had given her the
other day. 
	"How long have you been standing there?" she demanded. 
	"[Long enough to know that you are one fuckin' loony bitch,]" he replied
in English.  _Ooooh!  Good one, Craig.  Piss her off some more!  Call her a
bovine debutante again...SHADDAP!!!_ 
	"What did you say?" 
	"[I said that you are a loony fuckin' bit--!]"  Craig was interrupted as a
bottle of Nitro Glycerin flew by him, missing him by inches.  The wall
behind him exploded.  The force of the blast knocked some chemicals over
and caused them to catch fire. 
	"[I can speak your worthless language, also!]" she yelled in English,
rather fluently.  Her anger turned to query, if only for a moment.  _This
is the only man ever to act this way towards me.  My own father would even
cater to my waton desires._  "I want to know something before I kill you,"
she said. 
	"Ooo, I'm scared.  What the hell do you want?" 
	"Are you gay or something?" 
	"NANI!?!" 
	"Answer me!" 
	"Figure it out for yourself, bitch!" 
	"DIE!"  With that, B-ko hurled the bottle of sulfuric acid at Craig.  He
was able to duck.  Unfortunately, as the bottle slammed into the cabinet
behind him, it began to eat away at it and the counter below.  A bottle of
iodine fell out of the cabinet and next to the flames.  The bottle
exploded, releasing its hazardous vaoprs. 
	"SHIT!" Craig yelled, covering his mouth and nose.  B-ko tore her dress
away revealing her Akagiyama 23.  "Akagiyma Missiles!!!!!" she screamed. 
The blast knocked over a case of Nitro Glycerin and Craig into the next lab
over.  Craig caught a glimpse of the nitro heading for the floor and
scrambled for safety as more missiles flew at him.  The lab exploded,
taking what was left of the science building with it. 
	Craig stood up and looked around.  B-ko was trapped under some rubble and
looked like she had been knocked unconscious.  _I should just fucking leave
her there... FUCK IT!!!_  Craig ran over to the unconscious girl and saw
that the face plate to whatever outfit she was wearing was cracked. 
	"Damn, she fills that out nicely..."  Craig got a hold of himself and
ripped a sleeve off of the shirt he wore and tied it across B-ko's mouth
and nose.  He then hefted her up and then bolted for the medical building. 
						* * * 
	"Look that the pretty colors, A-ko!" C-ko said, pointing at the sky, as it
looked like the gods themselves had set it aflame.  A-ko and C-ko had
stopped at the cafeteria when they had heard the earth-shaking explosion
over on the other side of the campus.  It was soon followed by the
reddening of the sky.  She then heard someone yelling and looked over in
that general direction.  A young man wearing a leather trench coat was
carrying a lavender-haired girl in what looked like the Akagiyama 23. 
_Have I seen him before?  Yes, that's Myles' friend, I think.  Who's that
he's carrying?  Is that...no...B-ko?_  <DUH!> 
	"Get out the way!  I've got an emergency here!" Craig yelled.  He then ran
past A-ko, C-ko and Myles who was hiding in a bush with a spy camera.  The
medical building was strategically placed between the cafeteria and the
Culinary Arts building.  Craig ran right in and straight into the doctor's
office. 
	"Doctor!" Craig yelled, gasping for air.  "DOCTOR McCOY!"  Craig laid B-ko
on a stretcher as the good doctor came out of his back office.  He looked
from Craig to the girl on the stretcher. 
	"My GOD, man!"  he exclaimed.  "What the hell happened?"  His voice was
slightly gravelly. 
	"An explosion in the science building, she was caught underneath the
rubbled when the chemistry lab went up." 
	"Alright.  I've got to get her stabilized.  Get me a hypospray and my
tricorder." 
	"Dammit, McCoy!  I'm a student, not a nurse!"  Craig said.  Dr.McCoy stood
there for a moment and looked at him. 
	"That's my line you know...  It's on the counter behind you!"  Craig
turned around to hand him the instruments he requested. 
	"If you don't mind, doctor.  I've really got to get going." 
	"Go ahead.  Your girlfriend here will be fine.  See you later, Craig." 
	"But, she's not my...never mind," he said, as the doctor loaded the
stretcher into an ambulance that was on standby.  Craig turned and left the
medical building. 
	Craig knew Dr. McCoy fairly well.  When he first came to the university,
he and Myles were constantly getting into fights with the upperclassmen,
unfortunately for the upperclassmen, they had never come across an American
with a street-smart attitude with a temper to match and an Irishman that
knew Kalindo.  Craig and Myles would end up with stitches at most, while
the upperclassmen were in far worse shape...or shapes...  Except there was
the time that Myles ended up with a broken nose.  That was when he got in
Craig's way. 
	The upperclassmen began to respect the two of freshmen as their own,
shortly there after.  Craig and Myles were invited to join fraternities but
were both agaist the idea and then started their own.  The two of them
quickly made a name for themselves among the university's legends. 
	Craig looked up toward the sky.  The sky was beginning to clear up.  _Fire
fighters must be here already,_ he thought.  _Oh well, I guess that's one
way to cancel my science classes for this month._  Craig laughed to himself
and entered the cafeteria. 
						* * * 
Over in the Culinary Arts building, Room 268... 
	Myles, A-ko and C-ko sat down for a nice hour and a half long class on
Understanding Pancakes 101.  Most of the students were there but were all
talking about the same thing, the explosion in the science building. 
	"I wonder what happened," C-ko said. 
	"It's obvious to me," A-ko replied.  "B-ko got a little overzealous and
destroyed the place." 
	_Actually, lass, I t'ink Craig may 'ave 'ad a hand in it than
B-ko...although, who knows,_ Myles thought.  A-ko had asked for him to sit
next to her and C-ko again.  For Myles, this was a dream come true, even if
he almost died from blood-loss.  _Damn nose bleeds..._ 
	The instructor entered the classroom carrying a spatula in one hand and a
frying pan in the other.  He wore a white chef's apron and a white chef's
hat.  His brown eyebrows were as this as his mustache and covered his eyes.
 He stood up to the counter in front of the classroom and began his
lecture. 
	"Bjornmin schorgin, jormin virgin...gooten tite!" he said, in what
appeared to be Swedish.  A-ko and Myles looked at each other.  Neither one
of them were paying any attention on the first day of that class.  A-ko was
too busy not believing that she had taken that class, while Myles was too
busy drooling over A-ko. 
	"I still can't believe I took this class..." she muttered. 
	"What'd ye take it fer then, lass?" Myles asked. 
	"Her," she replied, pointing over to her best friend who appeared to be
taking comprehensive notes and seemed to understand what it was the
instructor was saying.  "How 'bout you?" 
	"Uh...er..." _Go on lad, tell 'er!_  "I took it because ye--" 
	"SHH!" C-ko interrupted, cutting off Myles' response.  Myles swallowed
hard and sighed.  He turned to face the front of the class, to watch as the
instructor babbled on unintelligibly, swinging his spatula and frying pan
through the air. 
	"Dorgin merjin viorgin.  Di svergin dergin borjin," he continued.  Myles
was trying to decipher what the instructor was saying, he wondered if any
of the other students were having the same difficulty as he was.  He looked
about and saw only A-ko had a perplexed look on her face.  Myles smiled and
began to doodle in his notebook. 
	_I can't believe this,_ A-ko thought.  _I'm actually going to have to ask
C-ko for notes.  Am I the only one who doesn't understand what this
asshole's saying?_  A-ko looked over Myles' shoulder to see what notes he
was taking.  It looked as if he was attempting to draw manga, but was
failing miserably.  _Hmm, he takes notes just like C-ko does in all her
other classes.  They're perfect for each other!_  She smiled to herself at
how well of a match-maker she had turned out to be.  _Now if I could match
someone up with me..._  Also, C-ko seemed to have taken to him pretty
good...treating him as if he was just there, but still.  Now if she could
just get the two of them alone for a while, by themselves. 
	After a half hour, Myles and A-ko had both fallen asleep.  Myles was
awakened by a frying pan smacking him in the face.  A-ko was awakened by
the sound of Myles hitting the floor beside her and the instructor
unitelligibly bitching them out.  Myles got up, blushing.  Once again, he
had just made an ass of himself in front of the love of his life. 
	After the class was over, Myles got up the balls to ask A-ko when the date
was.  When A-ko and C-ko had stood up, he turned to A-ko.  "Um...A-ko..."
he started.  A-ko looked at him and smiled.  Myles became unglued. 
"Um...well...I...uh...that is...I
was...umm...wondering...when...ah...er...uh...hrk!  Ugh!"  Myles began to
bleed from the nose again and passed out onto the floor.  A-ko and C-ko
looked at him and then at each other. 
	"C'mon, A-ko.  Let's go!" C-ko said, impatiently, pulling her friend's
arm. 
	"But..." A-ko protested, but was literally dragged out of the classroom by
C-ko.  For the next three hours, Myles lay unconscious on the floor of
classroom 268. 
 
-- 
 
Oni a.k.a. Greg Thompson <AkoMagami@usa.pipeline.com> 
 
Member, Red-Head Anime Girls Fan Club 
Co-Founder and High Priest of The Holy Order of A-ko 
            -----Folder of the Holy Fuku----- 
Co-author of Project A-ko:  The College Years