A class brawl

" We believe Izanagi is the creator of our kind. Other sources term him as the god of creation and destruction. Izanagi is also one of the two kami of gods who created Japan from our history. Can someone add up to our knowledge of Izanagi?"

The teacher glances through the class, looking for a hotblooded student to meet his academic expectations.

The students murmur among themselves, each slightly bending their heads to hide. Daniel looks through the window, lost in his world and having no idea what the current mess is.

This catches the attention of the teacher, who points his ruler in Daniel's direction and shouts.

"Daniel, why don't you take us through your world of history? What do you think about the Japanese deity, Izanagi?"

Daniel watches the teacher with lost eyes and rises slowly from his chair to answer. Tadashi pinches Daniel nervously in an attempt to try to help, but Daniel's attention does not waver.

He stands upright, takes a deep breath, and recollects his hidden memories. He calms his nerves and stands in pride, unwavering in his speech.

" Izanagi is a child of the seven divine generations in Japanese mythology, exactly based on Shintoism. He is also referred to as the male who invites, or Izanagi-no-Mikoto, and known for creating deities in Japan."

" It is said that Izanagi tried retrieving his wife from the underworld after she died in childbirth. He created the Amaterasu from his left eye and Tsukuyomi from his right eye"

"Susanoo had also been created from his nose. Although he tried to save his wife from the underworld, she was ashamed of him discovering her monstrous image. Hence she chased Izanagi to kill him, but failed miserably.

" She then promises to kill a thousand of his people every day, but Izanagi counters by creating a thousand and five hundred each day. This is how the Japanese deities were created by Izanaghi."

Daniel breathes out calmly after finishing his speech. The class looks at him overwhelmingly, as they are astonished about his knowledge of gods.

Daniel swiftly sits and brushes his fingers through his hair once more, with the sun's rays blessing his smooth face. The teacher's jaw drops, forgetting he has a class to end.

He pushes his eyeglasses closer and proceeds with his lecture, after which he ends the class shortly. Daniel picks out his lunch box to eat lunch, and proceeds without checking the atmosphere.

Tadashi rises and tucks himself in front of the storming students approaching Daniel. He brushes them aside, picturing himself as a guard of a VIP guest.

" He's eating at the moment, everyone! Private space hey. Private space. Look at my face." Tadashi points towards a girl at the back.

Daniel raises his head and releases a sharp smile, after which he resumes eating. After a tiring time of protection, the storm calms. Tadashi returns to his seat in exhaustion, waiting for a script of appreciation from Daniel.

"Well??" Tadashi questions.

"Well?" Daniel answers.

"I just stopped the brigade of roaring maniacs wanting to have a piece of you. Don't I deserve more than a word from you?", Tadashi squints his eyes in expectation.

Daniel smiles and picks up a bacon with his fork, giving it to Tadashi as a sign of appreciation. Tadashi's eyes beam from excitement as he had never gained a gesture from his partner.

"I guess that makes me your friend then!" Tadashi brushes his arm slightly on the arm of Daniel, creating a memorable scene.

A few kids gather at the corner of the football field, with cigarettes in their mouths. They sit with a prideful aura, with watchful eyes over the school.

A fat-built boy sits in the center of the delinquents with a cigarette in his mouth. He smirks and babbles on the many achievements, and questions his mass of authority in the school.

"Oi!! Bring in the kid with the glasses." The leader of the delinquents orders.

" Boss, he isn't out of the classroom yet." a lower delinquent responds.

" Then grab him by the neck and drag him down to me. There's no way we are wasting our precious time waiting for a hunchback. " The leader puffs a straw of cigarette.

Three delinquents follow suite, togging into Class 2A in search of Tadashi. Tadashi sees them coming for him and takes a step out of his seat.

He warns Daniel not to get involved in the affairs of delinquents and takes further steps towards them. Daniel watches from afar without making a move and leans on his hand to mock them.

The delinquents keep their hands fixed in their pockets and pose, with a hoarse voice as a means to show supremacy.

Tadashi remains quiet during the impending disaster as the delinquent smacks a book at him. He falls and attempts to regain his stand, but is met with constant strikes from their foot.

Tadashi leans to and fro and coddles his arm over his head to prevent further damage, yet his tummy becomes the victim. The moans of pain from Tadashi worsen as they strike, but Daniel stays in position without making a move.

The boys spit on him and smack him some more, whilst pouring a can of soda on him. This soils the attire of Tadashi, staining one of his two uniforms he could only afford.

Daniel remains still as he prides himself on respecting the decision of Tadashi. He folds his arms and watches, without looking away. Every beating was engraved in his mind, with a curse placed for payback.

A delinquent walks towards Daniel and asks for Tadashi's bag, but Daniel reduces to budge. He sits firm without moving and looks at them with disdain.

This angers the delinquent, causing him to pour the remaining soda on the attire of Daniel. The nerves of Daniel begin popping from his head, his blood running hot.

He rises from his seat and looks at the delinquent who is far taller than him and smiles weirdly. The delinquent grabs Daniel by the hair and smirks.

" Look at the pretty boy who thinks he has a shot. Do you? Huh? Speak up pretty boy", speaking in a hoarse voice whilst laughing.

Daniel strikes a direct kick to the temple of the delinquent, knocking him off his feet. The delinquent falls on his knees unconscious, leaving the class in silence.

Daniel looks towards the other delinquents and grins. His fists were hot with excitement and his sight unwavering. He places an arm behind him and flicks his fingers towards them in style.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Come at me!!"