Kasuki Lu: Rise of a Warrior - Part Three
Also by shadowcristal
No, he reminded himself. Must remember diet. Trying to
avoid trouble, Kasuki stepped backwards. The Lupe growled and advanced, while
the Chia backed.
"Chicken!" the crowd that had been gathering
shouted. "Fat chicken!"
Fearing for his health, Kasuki trodded backwards.
Instantly he lost his balance and fell to the ground with a yell.
"Perfect," the Lupe said as he jumped down into
the arena. "Now, let's fight!"
Darien cracked his knuckles with such a noise
that made Kasuki Lu tremble a bit. The Chia bit his lip nervously and willed
himself not to drop to his knees begging for mercy.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!" was all they could hear
from their other classmates. They had gathered around to see the battle. The
Lupe's pack was whooping and yelling, and every now and then, one of them would
stop rooting for Darien to hiss and jeer at his opponent.
"Ready, you big lump?" said the Lupe, grinning
in such a way that all his sharp teeth showed. Then, without warning, he grabbed
Kasuki by the neck and shoved him down hard onto the arena ground. The Chia
tried to dodge the blows coming from Darien's paws, but he was too slow, and
had no energy, thus getting up already seemed like torture.
Unfortunately, Kasuki Lu's opponent had the extra
advantages of having eaten and a horde of supporters screaming for him. The
Lupe punched him in the face, causing him to stagger backward against the wall.
Before he could even recover, he felt Darien give him a shove onto the floor
again. Feeling hungry, tired and listless, the Chia couldn't get up anymore,
and would rather lie on the arena, even if it meant withstanding everyone's
"Aww, did the poor ickle fatty lose to the big
"Maybe he's in this class because he has to repeat!"
"That was the easiest fight I've ever done!"
roared Darien, placing his paws on his hips and smiling triumphantly. "You sure
took the fun out of battling."
"He's not just a fat lump, he's a fat lumpy wimp!"
added one of his cronies, laughing stupidly.
As the cruel words rained over him, the Chia's
vision blurred. He soon found himself staring into a white ceiling in a room
that was quite familiar to him.
Kasuki noticed that he was back in the dormitory
room. Something white was lying in on his stomach. The Chia grasped the paper
and read the note.
When he had finished, he let out a deep sigh
and tried to wriggle in the bed. The result of numerous scratches and punches
pained him too much, so he just lay still.
He was off for the day, but Kasuki doubted that
he would be able to do anything anyway. Suddenly the hurtful comments of the
spectators echoed in his mind, and again the Chia was reminded of how weak he
His large body quivered and trembled as the fight
re-played in his mind. How that hateful Lupe had pounced him! After his mind
had been settled, Kasuki found that big, crystal tears were rolling down and
It was hopeless. How could he ever expect anyone
to be his friend? Those gloating faces, their smug grins... Never!
The Chia closed his eyes and sniffled as he buried
himself in bed. As he tried to fall asleep, his stomach protested and Kasuki
was reminded of the things he hadn't done.
He hadn't even had a meal! Kasuki jumped up wearily,
and saw the notes he had taken in Miss Alana's class. Anger rushing through
his veins, he took them up and tore them apart. Then, as the remains of the
notes whirled around in the air, the Chia realized what he had done.
The last words of the speckled Acara teacher
rang in his head. There was a quiz! Now that his notes were nothing but scraps
and pieces, he had just about no source of information to pass the test. Sure,
Miss Alana seemed quite kind, but that didn't mean she may let him off the test
quickly instead of giving him another.
Kasuki's eyes travelled to the clock in the dormitory.
Both hands were pointing up at the 12. Lunchtime. The word rang in his ears
like a pair of cymbals clasped together behind him.
Brushing bits of paper off his front, the Chia
jumped off the bed, tore out the door and headed for the cafeteria nearby, looking
for an empty table. There was one all right - at the far end, beside the trash
cans. He could easily see why nobody wanted to sit there.
Unfortunately, he had no choice. Grabbing a tray,
he began loading up his plate with everything on the menu, piling them up so
it resembled a great mountain of food. Some heads turned to stare, including
one teacher whose eyes grew to the size of plates.
Paying no attention, Kasuki Lu walked through
the tables, trying not to catch a glimpse of Darien and his pack, or any of
his classmates in general. Whispers and horrible mutterings permeated the surroundings,
and it was hard for the Chia to block them all from his mind.
Finally, he sat down at the table, as far away
as he could from the garbage bins. Feeling thoroughly sorry for himself, he
began shovelling spoonful after spoonful of food into his mouth, barely chewing
any of it due to his great hunger. He paid no attention even to the smaller,
thinner pets whose eyes were transfixed on the large student at the very end
of the cafeteria. At least they're not insulting me, thought Kasuki to himself.
After a while the Chia started to slow down,
as most of the hunger had been satiated. Still not feeling satisfied, he kept
eating and eating. If Kasuki had looked up, he would've noticed that all the
pets in the room were staring at him.
But he did not do so, and just kept eating. When
he felt that his stomach was full, he stopped. Kasuki had some trouble getting
off the chair, but he felt much more energetic than he had done in the morning.
Eating was perhaps not a bad thing. When he looked
at the clock, the Chia realized that Miss Alana's lesson was next. He returned
to his room and retrieved his school-bag, feeling rather apprehensive.
What was he going to do for the quiz? The Chia
racked his brain for answers, until he noticed that the hallway was completely
quiet. Instead of looking at him with mean, squinty eyes, the pets were staring
Feeling rather nervous, Kasuki tried to act normal.
He walked on and tried to ignore the stares that he attracted while growing
curious. Why in the world were they staring at him?
As he sat down at his chair, he felt something
uncomfortable poke him in the stomach. He looked down and saw his table pressing
hard into it. The Chia tried to get up and adjust to this strange phenomenon,
but it seemed as though he was stuck. He tried to wriggle out of it, only to
have his classmates nearby laugh at him while waiting for Miss Alana.
"Too big for your high chair, fat lump?" sneered
Darien, glaring at Kasuki Lu malevolently. "Hey guys, someone's had a growth
spurt! IN THE WRONG DIRECTION!" He and his pack guffawed even louder, and some
of their classmates joined in. The two Meercas nearest to the Chia banged their
fists on the table in mirth. A nearby female Zafara fell off her chair in such
a fit of giggles. In fact, as the Acara walked into her class, she was greeted
by peals of laughter.
"What seems to be so funny?" asked Miss Alana
in a concerned tone.
"Nothing, Miss Alana," replied Darien the Lupe
in a singsong voice. "We were sharing a good clean joke just like the wonderful
students in your class." These words made the Chia sick to his pressured stomach.
At last, the speckled Acara finally set aside
her papers on the table, arranging them neatly, as usual. "Okay, everyone, does
anyone recall what I've told you before? You will all have a test on your general
knowledge of proper diet and nutrition of a budding warrior."
Everyone grumbled and hurriedly looked over their
notes, watching Miss Alana as she got her quiz notebook ready. None of them
noticed Kasuki panic internally as he realized what he had done to her notes
"There," Miss Alana said when they all put away
their papers and took out a bunch of her own. The Chia felt sick, and not just
because of the large lunch he had eaten. He took the paper the delicate Acara
was handing out and looked at it.
"Ready?" she asked upon returning to her desk.
"Don't forget, only pencils and erasers!"
Kasuki stared at the questions, his mind going
blank. He shook his pencil and tried again, and to his surprise he realized
that he knew the first answer to the question.
The Chia quickly begun to scribble, afraid of
failing the test just after he had arrived at this new school. Even if everyone
wasn't nice, maybe the teachers would be if he got good grades...
As he kept reading and answering, some of the
answers returned to his mind. When he finished it and handed it in, Kasuki was
rather confident that he would at least pass, if not anything else.
He exited the classroom before everybody else,
once again trying to avoid trouble.
Having been too absorbed in answering the questions
of the quiz, the Chia hadn't noticed another empty chair. When he looked back
into the classroom, he noticed that a certain Lupe was missing.
"Looking for someone," a familiar voice asked
"Darien..." Kasuki muttered, slowly backing away.
His large stomach was still digesting the lunch, and he did not want the humiliation
to be repeated.
"I told you, weakling, I would get you..." he
growled, advancing on the poor Chia who backed away quickly with a frightened
look in his orange face.
As he backed away, he hit something hard behind
him - the wall. Darien had cornered him, and many of his friends gathered around
The Lupe made his right paw into a fist and let
it fly towards Kasuki Lu's face. Unfortunately, at this time, the Chia could
barely move, thanks to the heavy load still being processed in his stomach.
All he could do was turn away slightly, so Darien ended up punching the wall,
the hit a mere half inch away from Kasuki's head.
"So, you want to play games, eh?" The Chia's
opponent tried to hit him again, but he missed. After another lucky dodge, Kasuki
felt a little dizzy, and slid onto the ground - and onto the Lupe's foot.
"OUCH!" Darien pulled his foot away, hopping
on the other one. "Why you big lump! I'll teach you to turn my paws into mashed
potatoes!" He attempted a headlock on Kasuki Lu, but his neck was so wide that
his paws couldn't get a firm hold. As the two struggled, the Chia lost his balance,
and staggered backwards - right on top of his rival.
The onlookers gasped as they saw the leader of
the pack fall.
Kasuki himself was rather surprised as he heard
the Lupe's breath diminish below him. It occurred to the Chia that he was suffocating
his opponent, and he jumped up in horror, his fat body wagging.
Darien lay there, out of breath. His eyes were
black slits, burning with contempt as he glared at Kasuki. Slowly the Lupe also
got up and rammed into the Chia, with no visible effect.
Kasuki felt his stomach give a weird gurgle as
more food was digested, and he collapsed on his opponent again. The Chia felt
kind of funny, so he giggled.
That just seemed to make Darien angrier. Stuck
beneath the Chia, the Lupe tried his hardest to get up without success as the
crowd started to roar with laughter.
For the first time in his life, everyone was
with Kasuki. He felt the peers' amusement adding onto his own as he looked at
the Lupe below him.
It was obvious that all the food had helped.
Now the crowd was no longer laughing at Kasuki because of his fatness, but because
he had used it in such a creative way. Now they were laughing with him, at the
pathetic Lupe that had claimed his fatness to be bad.
It wasn't, the Chia realized. He grinned as he
grolled around, making the Lupe below him groan. The audience started to chant
and clap, but all that was interrupted when a crisp, clear voice rang through
"Stop this immediately! What is the meaning of
this?" Miss Alana had arrived, and guilty Kasuki turned around to face her.
Everyone watched as the speckled Acara took the
Chia's chubby paw in her own. Some of the students were awed, the others gave
thumbs-up signs, and even Darien's friends were grinning at him - and this time,
they weren't mean, arrogant ones. Nobody paid attention to the Lupe who was
trying to get back onto his feet.
Kasuki Lu had a slightly terrible feeling in
his stomach as the teacher opened the door to her office, which was just down
the hallway. But it subsided when he stepped inside.
He found himself standing in a cozy little room
that looked more like a lounge than an office. There were a few soft armchairs
for visitors, and a nice big one for Miss Alana herself, behind a polished table.
There were many bookshelves, filled with books of not only about nutrition and
diet, but also on various subjects. Violet wallpaper, a small chandelier and
a few potted flowers completed the surroundings.
She gestured towards a particularly lovely chair
for her student to sit in. Kasuki obliged, and sank into the velvet, even more
anxious now as he watched his teacher cross the room and sit down regally at
her table that had a nameplate embossed with, "ASHLEY NATALIE ALANA".
"Please explain what has happened, Kasuki Lu,"
she asked, seemingly more pleading than demanding.
* * *
Miss Alana listened as he narrated everything
- from the moment Darien had taken an instant dislike to him and every student
followed his lead...to the humiliation...to the vow to diet and its backfire...to
more humiliation. The Chia felt hot tears pouring down his face as he let out
all his feelings towards the Acara, whose brows were furrowed with pity.
She gently reached out a paw to pat him on the
shoulder. "Oh, you poor thing. Well, why didn't you tell any of your teachers
He said nothing, and stared at the carpeted floor.
Apparently he was too scared to speak up in the first place. Sighing, Miss Alana
stroked her chin in thought. "Well, I cannot think of a way to undo the past,
but I can help you change the future."
"How?" Kasuki Lu couldn't help asking.
"Well, I hate to be quite blunt here, but I see
you've gained a tad too much weight right now. If slimming down will boost your
confidence and put an end to this fiasco, then I'm more than willing to help."
He stared at the speckled Acara in disbelief
Miss Alana smiled again, her eyes and teeth glittering.
"Ever hear of a diet plan before, Kasuki?"
Dear Mother and Father,
How are you? I'm in my dorm, celebrating the
win our team had in the school tournament today. Thanks to me, we won the final
I know, it's been a long time since we have talked
to each other. Mother, you promised to keep in touch, but I guess we've all
Here at school I'm doing great, just as you have
said. At first it was hard, though, because everybody bullied me for my fatness.
But now, through a chain of events, I have learned to like it and use it to
my advantage. I can win a lot of fights now, thanks to a strength-gaining diet
plan that my health teacher, Miss Alana, made for me.
I would like to thank you for your support, for
being wonderful parents that helped me along even when I wasn't the most desirable
child. You encouraged me, told me to shine and ignore those who frown upon the
weak. I just want to say thank you, for without you my confidence would not
have been what it was today, and perhaps I wouldn't have dared to battle that
Lupe and win my first fight like I did that day. And another good thing about
the battle was that, after some time, Darien and I became great friends, and
he made me an honorary member of his pack.
Anyway, it's a long story, and I shall tell you
that some other day. Right now my friends are tugging at me to join them in
crushing funny-looking chips, so I will do that.
Don't worry about me, I have lots of good friends
and I exercise regularly. I just wanted to thank you, for being the wonderful
parents that you are.