Cross Worlds: The Tale Of Two Boys Who Swapped Worlds 17 Destroying Someone Is Easy

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"So Taka," Yuri began, idly kicking a pebble out of his way. The two boys were heading home from school, and had long dismounted off the train. "Does your school have a website?"

Mochizuki nodded his response. "It's managed by the school's Admins, but I think there's an online newspaper managed by the Photography and Journalism Clubs."

"Oh. I see." Yuri inwardly grinned. "It's similar to my school then." He lied. For a fact, Yuri's school was based on the Self Defense Force, which meant that clubs like Photography and Journalism wouldn't exist there. They were all about tactics, engineering, battles —militaristic things. While his school did have a website, it was more for information sharing for prospective students, and updates for enrolled students.
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So little did Mochizuki know what the Prince was planning.

They continued their walk home in silence, Mochizuki finding it a bit strange. The silver-haired Prince was usually chatty since he was in a new world, filled with new things he's never seen before. So many things awed the Prince, which always brought out his chatty nature. But now, he's silent. Mochizuki felt as though this was the calm before the storm; but, there was nothing he could do.

"Yuri, why are you interested in my school's paper?" Mochizuki asked as he couldn't bear the silence any longer.

"Because, I just wanted to see what your school has to offer. I'm sure they have articles of your sports teams, right?"

Mochizuki sighed in relief. "Yeah, they do."

"Which means, you can send me the link when you get home."

"Yeah."

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"I'm home!" Yuri shrieked as he entered the house. He took off his shoes at the genkan, but knowing that his new parents won't be home just yet, he dashed up to his room to start his plan. He connected Kei to Riku, and had the latter search for the link that Mochizuki had sent. Going onto the school's website, and looked around. It was quite interesting, seeing the lists of all the different clubs present at the school, but now wasn't the time. Yuri was on a path of utter destruction.

Omori High School's paper was called 'The Enquirer' which covered recent happenings in the school's community —be it sports, academics, administrative... everything one could name. However, there was a section in The Enquirer in which many in the school community love to read. This section was called 'The Whistleblower.' And like the literal meaning, many things have always been brought to life, even though most times it had gossips about students and teachers.

Yuri began to type an article on his laptop, although getting the right headline had been a task for him. He wasn't the writer type but just for this time, he was going to make an exception. After he was finished with his the body of the article, Yuri connected his phone to his laptop and had Kei transfer all the chat logs and photos he'd stolen when he had hacked into his cla.s.smates' phones.

Then, the Prince inserted the photos and chat logs where he saw fit, proof-read and changed a few things before sitting back in his chair and grinning like the devil he was. With his article now complete, Riku uploaded it onto the school's website.

"The tea has been spilt."

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The next day, Yuri woke up to his phone ringing incessantly.

With a groan, the young Prince reached for it on the bedside table, looking who was calling. He saw Mochizuki's caller ID and smiled. He probably saw the article, Yuri thought. Quickly answering, Yuri asked, "What's the matter?"

"Did you check out the sports clubs yet?" Mochizuki asked, his voice was frantic and seemed agitated, but Yuri knew better. The young teen saw the article and was wondering if it was the Prince's doing or not.

"No, I didn't. I had to finish read a manga and by the time I was done, time was far spent so I decided to hold off until today." The Prince lied smoothly. "What's the matter?"

"Ahhh..." Mochizuki said, unable to find the right words. "...it's just that I saw something on the site and I was wondering if you saw it."

"Why would you wonder?"

"I wouldn't want you to see something as disgraceful as that. It might change your opinion of the school, you know?" Obviously, Mochizuki was lying, but the j.a.panese teen hoped the Prince wouldn't pick it up in his voice. However, Mochizuki underestimated the Prince. He could hear the uneasiness in his friend's voice, and had to use all his willpower to not burst with laughter.

Yuri replied to Mochizuki, without calling him out about lying, "But now you know that I'm curious as to what it is, right?"

"Please Yuri, don't." Mochizuki sighed. "You'll find out at school anyway, but just..."

"Alright, alright, Taka." Yuri said, Mochizuki could hear the smile in his voice. "You have my word."

The call ended and Yuri finally erupted with laughter. He was wholly happy, and couldn't wait to see the fruits of his labour. He sprang into action, heading to the bathroom, nearly shoving his father down in the hallway.

"Yuri!? What's happening!?" Ayumu asked in shock. This was unusual "Yuri-behaviour" and he wondered what could have prompted this. With a shrug, he headed downstairs to his wife who had been preparing breakfast.

"Azu, do you know if Yuri's alright?" Ayumu asked as he walked up behind her.

Azusa turned around and looked at him questioningly. "What? He's sick?"

"No..." Ayumu replied with uncertainty. "...he's excited. And I don't know what's the cause of it."

Azusa laughed. "You're overreacting! Yuri is a teenager isn't he? Of course he's going to be excited since he's in a different world!"

"But Azu, this is Prince Yuri. He should've gotten used to j.a.pan's schooling by now. What could excite him now?"

"Maybe he's found a way to destroy that Yuuki guy he's always complaining about." Azusa laughed. But afterwards, she realized that what she intended as a joke, may very well be the truth. "Oh no." she paled.

By the time the Prince was finished upstairs, he headed down to the kitchen for his breakfast, although he was so happy he couldn't even eat. Azusa got worried at this, knowing full well that the boy before her was a monster with unchecked temper. Watanabe Yuuki had been pus.h.i.+ng Yuri for the past weeks and she fretted that the Prince had finally had enough.

"Yuri, is something happening at school today?" She asked in the most round-bout way. She didn't want him to realize that she suspected him of doing something treacherous. There was already some level of distrust between the three of them, being that neither Ayumu nor Azusa trusted the Prince to do anything due to his destructive nature.

Pausing in his chewing, Yuri replied, "No, not that I know of." He then swallowed. "What's the matter?"

"It's just that you nearly mowed down Ayu earlier so I was wondering what got you excited."

"Oh. That." Yuri inwardly smirked. If he were to tell them the truth, he knew they'll have a heart attack. "Well, I planned on trying out all the sports at school so maybe that's why? I don't know."

Visibly, the parents heaved a sigh of relief. No one was going to be destroyed, the school was still going to be intact, and everyone will live happily ever after. For now.

After breakfast was over, Prince Yuri headed over to Mochizuki's house, a wide grin on his face. When the door was opened, Mochizuki was shocked to see Yuri's expression, however, he blew it off.

"Dad! Tacchi's here! We can go!" Mochizuki then shouted behind him.

"Alright, give me a minute!"

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Yuri was a ball of suns.h.i.+ne.

He bounced happily in his seat, eagerly awaiting his school's gates. Mochizuki was especially worried about this. Even though Tachibana wasn't an emo-teen, seeing the Prince like this made Mochizuki wonder. He only ever got like that when they went to Akihabara and that was only once.

Nearing Omori, Mochizuki decided to give the Prince a little pep talk before. "Remember Yuri, don't say anything unnecessary."

Yuri grinned. "I won't. I won't."

Exiting the car and making their way into the schoolyard, Yuri could immediately tell that something was happening. Students were running huddled together, mouths moving rapidly as they discussed.

"Did you hear? The school's website was hacked and an article about cla.s.s 1-B was posted!"

"Yeah! That one about Watanabe-kun and his followers, right?!"

"Same. I never knew that's what they've been up to! And I've looked up to him all this time! I feel so betrayed!"

"What the h.e.l.l is the princ.i.p.al doing!? His son is getting away with murder!"

Yuri was proud at his handy-work. He was glad that almost the entire student body had seen it, all that was left was for his unfortunate victims to enter the fray. Oh, how he couldn't wait. But the real shocker was when Yuri entered his cla.s.sroom and found it rather scant. Whistling, he made his way towards his seat, where as usual, he tested to see if the chair was good. These days, his cla.s.smates had always been swapping out his chair with old and rickety ones. Yuri knew he was being bullied, but this way was really pathetic.

"Have you been on the school's website?" A student asked him as he sat. She was the same one who seemed to be the entire cla.s.s' lackey. He didn't hate her since she didn't do him anything, he just disliked that she allowed herself to be in that situation.

"No, I haven't." He replied. "What? Did something interesting happened?"

She bit her lip. "Yeah. But..." she trailed off before shaking her head and turning around. Yuri could care less anyway.

As the time went by, a few more students trickled in, however, much to Yuri's anger, Watanabe and his entourage hadn't come. He wanted to see the looks of distraught and despair on their faces, to taunt them for the rest of the school year. But lo and behold, they've decided to stay home.

"f.u.c.k." Yuri cursed under his breath. He was p.i.s.sed that he hadn't taken into account this outcome; if only he'd waited until this morning to post it, when they should've been on their way to school. So bored out of his wits, the silver-haired prince decided to take a look at his masterpiece, and to see the comments that followed.

What he saw was beautiful.

Most of the comments were chastising Watanabe and co. while the other few were speculating the article to be a fake. But thanks to his evidence, many persons were swayed to Yuri's side. That said, the Prince couldn't wait for the coming days.