Disclaimer: Gokusen belongs to Morimoto Kozueko, which clearly shows that I own absolutely nothing. All I own is my own characters and the plot. Also, this is based on Gokusen 2, but characters from Gokusen 1 will be present in the story. So do not lose hope!

Information about this Fic:

Title: Stories of Ourselves

Rating: T

Genres: Drama, Romance, Friendship, Humour, Family, Angst,

Warnings: Language

Summary:Yamaguchi Kumiko never thought that returning a lost cell-phone to its rightful owner would lead her to memories of her past...

Authoress' Note: Okay, this is my first Gokusen story. I have absolutely no idea about what muse gave me the idea for this story, but I still hope you'll enjoy it. This story happens during Gokusen II, and there will be some scenes from the jdrama described in the story, but it won't go any further than that. In fact, it would be impossible to follow the story exactly as it happens in the drama. I also want to apologize for the errors you'll find; since English is my second language, it's rather hard for me to correct all of the mistakes that I leave on every page before posting the new chapter.

Important Note: I made sure this fic was finished before I decided to post it. In fact, I completed this story about fifteen minutes ago, and I just had to post this. I will try to update at least once a week.

Stories of Ourselves

"It's okay for my steps to continue, these hands have separated.

Walking away from where you continue to live,

Until I become worn out I keep prolonging it

That time, that place, it will never disappear - this bond"

Kamenashi Kazuya – Kizuna

Prologue

Without thinking twice, Yamaguchi Kumiko jumped to her bed, and moaned in delight when she felt the soft texture of her cover. She was exhausted; her students sure loved to get themselves in trouble. Thankfully there was always someone who could warn her about their actions, which usually resulted in her saving them from very complicated situations.

It was not that she minded helping them; every time she gave them a hand, Kumiko did it with all of her heart, but still she was human, and whoever said that kicking ass was not tiring was an idiot.

As she smiled to herself, Kumiko allowed herself to stretch in pure laziness and tiredness. She was feeling so drained that Kumiko knew she would probably end falling asleep if she did not get up. But man, it sure felt nice to lie down, and feel nothing but the comfort of her bed…

"No, no, I cannot sleep yet." Kumiko scold herself before sitting up on her bed, and she quickly grabbed her oval shaped glasses, which she had put on her bedside table. She still had to make sure that the test for the next day was correct, and she still had to go outside to take some copies of it.

Kumiko groaned at the thought of having to go outside. It was already past dinner time, and all she wanted was to re-examine the test before going to bed, but there was absolutely no way she was going to skip the test day just because she was feeling indolent and tired.

With a deep breath, Kumiko stood up from her bed, and made her way towards the living room. On top of the table were her books and papers, all scattered around along with some pencils and pens. Without bothering to look if someone was around, Kumiko sat down, and immediately grabbed the paper where she had written the test questions.

"Ojou." a voice called-out, and Kumiko looked to her side only to see Tetsu there, bowing in respect. "Are you planning on going outside?"

"Yes, I have to go take some copies of this test." Kumiko answered with a short nod, a small smile on her face, and Tetsu nodded. "There's no need for you to stay here, you can go take care of your chores."

"If you need anything, just call me." Tetsu said before bowing at same time he excused himself.

When Tetsu disappeared into the interior of the house, Kumiko stared down at the test, and started examining the questions. They were not extremely different, and Kumiko knew that if her students had bothered to study, they would pass with no problem.

The only dilemma was to know if they had, in fact, studied.

"Well, they better not complain if they fail." Kumiko mumbled as she continued checking the test. There appeared to be no flaw, so she guessed it was time for her to go out.

Slowly, Kumiko stood up, and voiced that she was going out in a high tone as she walked towards the front door. After putting her shoes on, Kumiko left the house, and quickly made her way towards the closest stationer's shop. As she walked through the streets, some people who were still outside would greet her with a 'good night, ojou!', and Kumiko would greet them back with a smile.

"Aww no…" Kumiko groaned when she noticed that the stationer's shop where she used to go was closed. As she walked towards the closed door, Kumiko saw a notice there which explained that the shop would be closed for a few days due to a sudden illness. "Well, I guess I better go look for another one…"

After walking for a long time, Kumiko finally managed to find an opened stationer's shop in a rather empty street, and with a wide smile, she made her way towards it. Thankfully not many people were in the shop, so Kumiko managed to request for copies in less than five minutes.

"Thank you very much!" Kumiko thanked the clerk as she made her way towards the front door, holding a small pile of papers against her chest. Finally she could go home, and dream about her knight in shinning armour. Oh, she could hardly wait!

"Aww, Kujo-san…" Kumiko sighed as she stepped out of the stationer's shop, but she stopped her tracks as her eyes focused on the dark heavens above. As she thought about the Momogaoka Girls Gakuen's teacher, Kumiko smiled absent-mindedly. She was forced to snap back to reality though, when her papers started slipping from her hands.

"Ah, better do this at home." Kumiko muttered as she pulled the papers up, and started making her way towards her house. "Besides, I should be thinking about how I'm going to tell them that they're going to have a surprise test first thing in the morning…"

At those words, Kumiko mentally winced. Oh she knew how her students were going to react alright, and thank heavens she was not easily intimidated!

As she turned around in a corner, still thinking about the next day, Kumiko was forced to stop her tracks when she noticed a group of guys surrounding someone. She could not see who it was, but by the way the gang was talking it was probably an innocent victim who had been on the wrong place at the wrong time.

"Hey you!" Kumiko called out in her strong voice, and slowly the gang turned to her, allowing the teacher to see who the poor victim was. They had no honour at all, to be attacking a girl in a rather empty street. "What do you think you're doing?"

"What the hell do you want, woman?" the leader of the gang angrily spat, and Kumiko had to restrain herself from rolling her eyes. Why did they always have to overestimate her just because she was a female? "Get out of here!"

"Not until you leave that girl alone." Kumiko answered as she continued staring at the gang without blinking, "If you refuse to do it, I'll make sure you end up leaving one way or another."

"Shit, what the hell is your problem?" the leader yelled as he advanced towards her, rage clear in his voice. As she continued staring defiantly at him, Kumiko allowed the man to grasp the front of her shirt. "Do you wanna a piece of me?"

"Please, leave her alone!" the girl surrounded by the gang pleaded suddenly, but Kumiko did not look away from the leader as he continued staring down at her, with what Kumiko believed to be a frightening expression on his face.

"You have two minutes to let her go before I make you." Kumiko calmly informed the man, who simply gritted his teeth at her serene tone. "After that, I will not explain my actions."

"You bitch!" the man screamed, and Kumiko raised her right hand to block the punch he had directed to her face. Her expression was tranquil, on contrary of his that now expressed pure fury.

"I am not going to repeat myself." Kumiko stated still in the same tranquil tone of voice, and she finally directed her stare towards the rest of the gang who were now watching the whole scene. The girl she had seen was still behind them, on the ground, also observing what was going on. "Let her go!"

"The hell we will!" the leader hissed, and Kumiko looked at him again before mentally sighing; yes, they always had to take the worst path…

"You have thirty seconds." she announced, still holding the man's hand, and she quietly started increasing her grip on it. Even though her expression did not change, she smugly noticed the man glancing at his cracking bones before looking confusedly at her.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Me? Just someone who detests watching people like you hurting those who did nothing to you," Kumiko summarized, but she increased her grip again, and this time the leader of the gang let out a small cry of pain, "Five seconds."

"You bitch!"

Yep, it was official now; they always made the wrong choice…

Without blinking, Kumiko released the leader's fist before twirling around, and kick the member of the gang that tried to attack her on his side. Then, she turned to the leader of the gang again, and stared down at him since he had fallen on the ground.

"Leave."

"Tsk, c'mon." the leader spoke to his friends as he continued to hold his injured hand, and the rest of the group promptly went to his side. "This ain't over yet. You wait and see."

"I can hardly wait," Kumiko heard herself say before she could stop herself, but it was only after watching the gang running away that she glanced at the papers she was still holding with her left hand. Good, they were all intact.

"Thank you," a voice spoke suddenly, and Kumiko looked to her side only to see the girl that she had helped bowing in appreciation, after standing up. "Thank you for helping me. They showed up from behind me, and…"

"It's alright, as long as you're not hurt…" Kumiko trailed off when she noticed the books scattered on the ground, "Are those yours?"

"Oh, yes." the girl answered as she looked at her feet, and as she bent down to retrieve her things, Kumiko walked to her side. "I guess I should stop listening to music at this hour, when I'm outside."

"Well, I think you should keep your ears sharp when you're walking through a rather empty street." Kumiko answered when she spotted the girl's mp3, and she gently grabbed it. "Here. Do you have everything?"

"I think so." the girl answered as the two of them stood up again, and Kumiko was about to smile when she noticed the girl's curly hair. Also, she appeared to be a little taller than Kumiko herself, which was rather strange. "Thank you for helping me. Can I get you anything to repay you?"

"What? Oh no, no, that's okay, really." Kumiko quickly interjected, as she shook her head. "I'm just glad I was able to help you. Just make sure you get home safely. That's the best thing you can do to pay me back."

"I swear I won't listen to anymore music until I'm home." the girl promised with a nervous smile, and Kumiko smiled back at her at same time she nodded in agreement. "Well, thank you for helping me again."

Once again, Kumiko nodded as she continued smiling, and silently she watched the girl walk past her until she disappeared around the corner. She was indeed thankful that she had showed up just in time.

"Well, time to go home," Kumiko told herself, but as soon as she gave the first step forward, a melody caught her attention. In confusion, the young woman started looking around, trying to figure out from where was the song coming until she spotted something glowing from behind a trash can.

Slowly, Kumiko walked towards it, and blinked in surprise when she found herself staring right at a cell-phone. Carefully, she grabbed it, and stared at the screen only to see 'Aniki' flashing in it. Could it be…?

Right when Kumiko was about to press the green button, the cell-phone went quiet. In confusion, she observed it only to notice that the battery had died down. Without knowing what to do, Kumiko turned the cell-phone around so that she could stare at the back.

"Ah, a phone number!" Kumiko exclaimed out-loud, her eyes widening in surprise, "Alright! When I get home, I'll take care of this!"

As she put the cell-phone inside her bag, Kumiko increased her grip on her tests, and rushed back home. However, as soon as she got there, calling to someone she did not know was the last thing in Yamaguchi Kumiko's mind.

"I'm home!" Kumiko greeted as she walked inside her house only to be greeted back by Wakamatsu Kouzou, and Asakura Tetsu. She promptly ignored Tatsukawa Minoru, who was lying on the floor, snoring rather loudly, and looked at Yabuki Hayato and Odagiri Ryu who were standing by the door. "Oh, you guys are here. Don't be shy. Come on in."

After giving a few steps towards the interior of the house, Kumiko stopped her tracks, and looked behind her, her smile vanishing immediately. When she noticed that it were indeed her students who were standing by the entrance, her eyes widened in shock.

"Why are you here?"

So yes, returning a dead cell-phone to a stranger was the last thing in Kumiko's mind for the time being.

To Be Continued…