Ahhhh, you must be Miss Janziuka." Raizo said monotonely, shuffling through the papers at his desk. He wore a solemn look upon his face; It was 10:30, only a couple of hours after Tayakio Enterprise had declined his grant after he had worked so hard to obtain it. He still wore his three piece white suit, seeing no point in bothering to change it.

Pulling out the girl's grades, it was noticed she was only a C+ average student, wishing to be transfered from a public school. She had gotten a D on the entrance exam. Her mother was going to issue payments yearly, over ten years. Another boy was on the list-- A boy from Gedo High.

"So what makes you qualified to join our school?" Raizo muttered. The waiting list of 100 people had dropped to two. News of the lost grant was published all over, and rumors of the school escalated to new heights. One of these two would replace Hijui.

"Um, yeah, I'm like from that one school. And my boyfriend goes here, so yeah!"

Raizo nodded. An air headed preppy following her boyfriend like a sick puppy. Great. So many qualified applicants to join his wonderful establishment.

"Indeed. And what would you say your work performance would be?"

"Oh, yeah, great umm... uh huh, I'd join cheerleaders. Probably volleyball."

"No... your school related performance."

"Sure, that too. Why not, anything if I'll get in." She giggled after that, winking at Raizo. What the hell was this? Sighing, he pulled out the contract for school admittance.

"Fine. Sign this along with your mother's signature, and you can start tomorrow..."

The girl shrieked happily, bouncing up and down while repeating "Todd! Todd!" Most likely her boyfriend's name. Forgetting the admittance sheet, she ran out of the office. Well, more like pranced.

He buzzed in Miss Anamia to grab the admittance sheet, since the girl would probably return shortly in order to get it, and he also asked for Hideaki Yang's application as well.

He opened up the folder. A straight A+ student, completely reformed. Had a 99% on the entrance exam. Wanting to transfer to Justice High in order to establish a new life. Former gang affiliations...

So why did he let the airhead join instead? He didn't trust anyone who attended Gedo High. No amount of paperwork would make him trust them. The last thing he needed was someone who might join another gang. Reformed. Ha!

He tossed the folder into the garbage, and began to work on Reformed Procedures and Protocol.

"Don't touch me you damn pansy!"

A pair of students where in quite a brawl, right in the left wing of Justice High. One wore a black leather jacket over his school uniform, both his ears pierced. The other appeared to be one of the jocks, similarly wearing his varsity jacket over his uniform. He was trim cut and covered in pimples, but had a build apparently able to put wrestlers to shame.

Over a dozen students where watching this exchange, with almost a bored look on their faces. As if this wasn't an uncommon thing at all.

"I told you not to mess with us. Now I'm going to mess with you." The leather jacket individual pulled out a nail file, pulling the file off to reveal an incredibly thin, incredibly sharp blade. Some of the crowd Ooo'd, while others started cheering.

"Bring it on. No pansy ass affiliation of yours could threaten me." The jock said, laughing. He stretched his body, turning around and striking a pose for the crowd. Many of the girls waved at him, then screamed as the leather jacketed man leapt at him.

The blade sunk an inch into the man's left shoulder, and he hissed in pain while turning around. The file snapped in half, cluttering to the floor, and the befuddled gangster backed away. But the jock immediately grasped him by his neck, and began repeatedly striking him in the face. The third hit knocked him out, but he kept going. At this pace, he would be killed.

"What the HELL is going on here??" Said an angry voice, and the jock immediately dropped the now limp gangster upon the floor. Raizo parted his way through the crowd, standing before the man. He stood there, similar in height with Raizo.

"Nice dress headmaster. Going to the prom?" He began to laugh at his own joke, but Raizo's steel glance shut him up. The man then dropped his cool demeanor in order to grasp his bleeding shoulder. The half of the file was still in there.

"What is your name?"

"Todd. Todd Hijawkey, quarterback for the varsity football team." A number of people began to hoot and cheer in the crowd.

"Ah, the transfer student from America. I see now you will soon be heading back there." His jaw dropped, and a cacophony of boo's echoed throughout the crowd. Raizo snorted.

"I'd have you see Mrs. Kyoko, but since you are as of now no longer a school member you can instead attend the nearby hospital for your medical needs."

"Stop!" A voice in the crowd said that was annoyingly familiar to Raizo. The airhead preppy who was allowed into the school just today. Ah, the fabled Todd she ranted about. Of course, HE was her boyfriend.

"If you kick Todd out for defending me against this.. this creep, then I'm leaving too!"

So, she was the indirect cause of this situation. Hrrm. He shouldn't have let her slip into his ranks so easily. He sighed deeply. This was beginning to get quite annoying.

"Fine. You are both expelled." She kind of made a gasping motion, then began crying into Todd's chest. He looked kind of woozy.. although the cause of the wooziness wasn't apparent. The gangster began to make a motion of rousing. A couple of teachers vacated their classrooms to see the commotion; He bahed and left, letting them deal with it.

Raizo sat at his desk, his hands on his face. Todd and the other girl where not expelled. It turns out they where not to blame for the incident at all, due to the majority of eyewitnesses. The gangster WAS expelled, and soon he would be seeing Hideaki and allowing perhaps another gang member into their ranks. The school body was starting to see Raizo as a nut job now, and soon rumors of his leadership would circulate as well.

How many days had gone by? Two? Two days and things had degraded so much. Maybe his temper was wearing thin. Perhaps he should cancel the meeting with the Gedo Student, as if he'd even show up on tim--

"Mister Iwamano? Hideaki Yang is here to see you."

Raizo blinked. Checking his watch, he noticed he had arrived on the second. Odd display for someone associated with the filth of Gedo High. Coughing, he finally remembered to tell Anamia to buzz him in.

A well-groomed gentleman of about 17 walked in carrying an attache case. He had a black suit on, his dark black hair combed backwards. He walked, back straight, perfect posture. The most striking thing about him was his eyes -- they where blue. Ice blue.

"Greetings, Headmaster. I am Hideaki Yang, former Gedo student and hopefully soon to be Justice student." He stuck his hand out, which Raizo shook with a shocked expression.

"Ah, yes, erm, I couldn't turn down such a qualified application now could I?"

Hideaki smiled. He opened his case, pulling out a pair of stapled papers.

"I'm quite familiar with your interview, and have already answered the basic questions within this form. Also, I have a pre-signed agreement with my maternal mother and birth father to attend if you accept me."

Raizo took the papers, shuffling through them. He was impressed, very very impressed.

"So, why where you attending Gedo High?" The headmaster said, his eyebrow raising just the slightest in elevation.

Hideaki nodded. "I had a feeling that might affect my resume. I had some minor gang related problems, got caught up in something I wasn't a part of, and the rest was history. But the gang wasn't affiliated with Gedo High's current gang lord."

Raizo paused. "What?"

"Err, Gedo High's current gang lord. You mean you didn't know?"

"No.." Raizo said, thoughtfully. "I didn't." Maybe this explained his current situation with gangs. Gedo High could be the problem after all. But something about this boy didn't seem right.. Maybe he was being overly paranoid as usual. but he would still investigate further.

"Who was the crime lord of Gedo?"

Hideaki laughed. "Was? He still is. but I'm afraid I won't be giving that information to you."

Raizo snarled. "Tell me if you want to get in this blasted school!"

Hideaki sighed. "I won't give you his name, but I will give you a name. Eiji. Eiji Yamada, sometimes referred to as 'Edge'

Raizo leaned back in his chair, staring thoughtfully at the pencil that subconciously appeared in his hand. Edge....

"You're approved. Classes begin tomorrow. Receive your schedule tomorrow morning. Nice to have you aboard."

Hideaki nodded, standing up. A smile that appeared only the slightest bit evil flashed on his face. "Yes, Mr. Iwamano. Yes, indeed."