Rating : T

Pairings : Oz/Gil, Glen-Oswald-/Jack, Elliot/Leo and others depending on my inspiraitons

Disclaimer : Pandora Hearts and its characters belong to Jun Mochizuki

A/N : Well, the original fic (that was written in French) is a few years old now (though still on going) and so maybe a bit out of place compared to the last chapters of the manga, but I hope it won't stop you from reading. It's based firstly on the 3rd and 5th omakes of the anime, and I think I'll include some omakes of the manga too. It's an umpteenth school fic' and the writting of the two-three first chapters is clearly not the best I've ever done... But if you're interesting in the story, I swear it gets a lot more better ! Also, the story is not planned beforehand, except from outlines, so I writte what inspires me on the moment ; you will also see that the plot follow one different character in every chapter (the main ones remain Oz an Gil, they will be the ones to appear the most as the focus of the chapter) so if you want to read about one character, or specific moment (or even about a pairing, some aren't decided yet !) feel free to suggest it ! As pointing out any mistake ; since English is not my native language, it would help a lot ! Okay, I'll stop being chatty here (just adding that Oz's name is "Bezarius" and Jack's is "Vessalius" here, there're no mistake).

Doki Doki in Pandora Gakuen ?

Lesson one : Welcome to Pandora !

"So, it's Pandora Academy ?"

Oz Bezarius raised his emerald eyes towards the sheet on the right side of two big iron gates. He just had the time to read 'Pandora" on it before the sound of a frantic running distracted him.

"Ah, I'm late, I'm late !"

The young boy turned his head towards the way from where the cry came from; he could just see a big man with raven black hair running towards him and... BAM ! Both were lying on the ground.

"Haa... Ouch...", the teenager muttered rubbing his head where the man had hit him.

Because of the impact, he had fallen head first on the hurried passer-by who was now lying on the ground under him. The man raised his head under Oz's body.

"S-sorry", he grumbled, still surprised. "Are you..."

On that very moment, Oz raised his head towards him, slowly opening his eyes as to check nothing will fall on him anymore. The young man froze. This golden hair which was shining like the sunlight and those big green emerald eyes... Was he dreaming or an angel had just fallen from the sky, right onto him ? The said angel was staring at him with surprised eyes, still rubbing his head. He felt his cheeks redden.

A loud thump stopped them soon. The two males slightly jumped in surprise and turned their heads with the same movement towards the gates which had been violently kicked. A small girl with a male school uniform and a cap on her head was looking at them.

"You're late again, Sensei !", she said with a mischievous grin. "You're such a loser !", she added while brushing her long brown hair with her hand.

"A-Alice ! What are you doing here ? Go back in class now !"

"But I was waiting for you, sensei" the young girl replied, insisting on the last word without even trying to hide her obvious grin. But you're so late, I came to see if you haven't died on the way. Unfortunately you haven't. And it's you who have to apologize !", she added as the man opened his mouth to reply. "You didn't let me the time to talk to this kid". She showed Oz with her head. "He looks quite interesting."

"It's enough Alice ! Go back in class ! Right now !"

"Okay, okay, as you wish, seaweed head. Besides, I don't want to stay with such guys any longer."

Oz watched her making her way towards the school with curious eyes. He smiled, amused to see such a small girl with such manners. The raven haired man still under him seemed to experiment a violent inner rage.

"Oh, I'm sorry", Oz said suddenly. "I may bother you."

He stood up and held a hand out to help the other.

"So... You're a teacher here ?", he asked while the man gathered his bag and its content he had dropped earlier.

At first he didn't answer, too much preoccupied by the slice of bread that seemed to be all his breakfast and had also been dropped. It was uneatable now. He finally stood up and turned his eyes away when he met the emerald ones.

"A-ah, yes... Indeed I'm a teacher. My name's G-Gilbert Nightray."

"Gilbert-sensei~!", Oz hummed. He looked very pleased to know his name, but Gilbert really didn't understand why. "It sounds pretty good ! Can I call you like that?"

"Huh...", Gilbert said. He was not sure it was really a question. "A-and you ? You're not a student here... are you ?"

In fact the young boy didn't wear the school uniform, just a shirt, a gray jacket and black pants.

"Yes I am", Oz assured with a bright smile. "But it's been true just since this morning. I've just been transferred in this school. My name's..."

"Oz ? You're Oz Bezarius ?!" The raven haired man exclaimed.

The boy jumped in surprise. He watched with perplexity the teacher grabbed him by his shoulders with a relieved sigh.

"You're the one I was looking for!", Gilbert explained. "I had to find you and show you your class but... I'm a bit late..."

His sentence ended in incomprehensible mutters.

"Ah, so it's great !" Oz exclaimed. "I was a bit lost and I wondered where I should have gone. It's a good thing we met here !"

An obvious blush appeared on Gilbert's face. An angel. Definitely, this adorable face could only be owned by an angel. He looked down at the watch on his wrist and let out a surprised scream.
"I'm very late now !", he panicked. Oz-kun, we have to hurry ! I need to go to the teacher room before going to the class !"

He grabbed Oz's arm and pulled him forward. Oz resisted a bit to show he could walk by himself and, as soon as he did so, the man released him blushing violently.

"He's a strange person", Oz thought watching him from the corner of his eye as they were crossing the school. "But he's funny."

He took a glance around him. This place was wide and the buildings were huge. Behind them, he saw big sport grounds. He looked at Gilbert again. He had just arrived, but he already liked this place a lot.

"Tch. I'm sure he's waiting for me to come to make all his usual criticisms. He doesn't have class right now."

Oz was distracted from his thoughts by a grumble form the teacher next to him.

"Huh ? Who's waiting for you ?" he asked.

"Ah ? It's nothing... Nothing at all..." Gilbert answered. But his voice meant the total opposite. "We're here. Wait for me just a mo..."

He was about to slide the door of the teachers room when it opened by itself. He winced. A very eccentric-looking man was standing in the door way. His silver hair hid the left part of his face so only one of his red eyes were seen and his hands disappeared in the sleeves of a too big white blouse. Oz noticed a doll on his shoulder. His movements were so exaggerated the blond boy wondered how it could stand immobile.

"Ah, here's Gilbert-kun, finally !" the man complained, shaking his sleeves as he wanted to use them as wings. "My, you're more and more late those times ! If you don't make efforts to be in time, you'll have problems !"

"Shut up, Break." Gilbert replied pushing him out of the way. "I had problems on the way to school."

"Uwaa~ Gilbert-kun is so use~less."

Gilbert seemed to have to do a huge effort to ignore him but managed it anyway and entered the room without words. Oz leaned a bit to take a look at the inside. There were big fraught shelves and a few tables with some coffee cups in the room. Two other men were standing there, one sitting on a desk and the other before him on a chair. The young boy couldn't detail them more; the teacher who had greeted them put his attention on him.

"Who's this boy ?" he asked absentmindedly. "Gilbert's new desperate love partner ? Ah la la~ I will never understand your vicious interests."

"That's not it !" Gilbert exclaimed from the back of the room. "And first, I don't have this kind of interest !"

The said Break put up his hand lost in his sleeve to his face like a child hiding his laugh. There was a loud thump, indicating Gilbert just dropped some books. Break sighed and looked again at a not so reassured Oz.

"So... You're this new student, Oz, hm ?" he asked.

He leaned down towards the boy as an irritated Gilbert yelled "why did you ask if you know the answer ?". His face was quickly too close for Oz' sanity. The man stared at him with a sharp look from his only apparent eye; it was like he was looking right into his soul.

"Hum..." Oz started.

The teacher laughed suddenly and stood back.

"Haha, forgive me, we haven't introduced ourselves yet ! I am Xerxes Break, the chemistry teacher. I'll be your own teacher for this year. And here's my little assistant, Emily" he added pointing at the doll on his shoulder.

It suddenly started to move. Oz jumped back.

"Nice to meet ya, brat !" it hummed with a sharp voice which surprised the teenager even more.

"I-i-it talks ?!" he exclaimed.

"Break, don't scare him for his first day."

One of the three persons still in the room came to join them. It was a young man with a really long blond braid and green eyes. He sent a big smile. He looked way more healthy than this Break, Oz thought.

"Don't care about this eccentric man, he loves scaring new students", the man explained.

"'Eccentric' ?" the chemistry teacher repeated as he sent him a leer.

"Am I an eccentric one too ?" the doll simpered, making Oz jump in surprise again.

The man with long blond hair laughed. He had a clear and soft voice. Oz replied with a nervous smile.

"I'm Jack Vessalius. Nice to meet you, Oz-kun."

He held a hand and Oz shook it with vehemence. He took a curious look in the room from where he felt a dark look. The second man, still sitting on the chair, turned suddenly his head away. Oz was sure he was watching them a moment ago, he still felt like his glare was on him through his black hair. Jack tilted his head to follow the student's eyes. A new smile crossed his lips.

"Ah, Glen, won't you join us ?" he asked. "You're not funny standing alone there."

But the man looked to preoccupied in watching Gilbert keeping trying to find God knows what. Jack sighed.

"Glen is so uncommunicative... It's Glen Baskerville", he added hurriedly as the man moved slightly. "One of the most scary teachers you will ever met ; that's what students say", he pointed out in Oz's ear, which made the boy laugh.

The teachers of this school didn't looked like basic teachers, but it was good like this. There was an exclamation of triumph ; Gilbert had finally found what he were frenetically looking for. Break and Jack shared a quick glare before sighing desperately.

"Ah, besides Gilbert", Jack remembered. "You better hurry to your class. Reim-san left earlier to check it and hasn't came back yet, which is not a good sign I guess... Your students aren't so bad but... You know what I mean."

Gilbert nodded then rushed in the hallway. He grabbed Oz' shoulder and was about to leave with him when the blond said :

"And don't forget ! See you at noon !"

For some reason, Gilbert's cheeks blushed slightly as he looked away.

"Well, Oz-kun, it was a pleasure to see you !" Break hummed.

"Yeah, see ya soon Oz !" Jack added waving at them.

The boy waved back at him too and followed Gilbert in the hallway.

"What did Jack-sensei want ?", he asked curiously.

"Nothing important. I just agreed to have lunch with him today."

"Ah..."

A few minutes passed by in silence as they climbed stairs and walked along the corridors.

"Take care of the way towards class", Gilbert then said. "I don't want you to go the wrong way and get lost."

"'s okay, I won't get lost that easily, don't worry", Oz smiled.

They stopped before a half open door. A man was leaving the room with a desperate expression under his short light brown hair. He took a look on the inside of the room from where a real cacophony was sounding. When he noticed Oz and Gilbert's presences, the man looked relieved. He almost run to Gilbert with a pleading look on his face.

"Gilbert-san, finally you're here !" he exclaimed putting up his glasses on his nose. I tried to calm them down before you came but Alice is uncontrollable today, I couldn't stop her. I don't know what's with her..."

"I just met her earlier", Gilbert sighed.

"I see... Well, I let you take care of your class then."

"Thank you Reim... And stop with that "your class" of yours, it's not my fault if they're like that !" he suddenly exclaimed when Reim reached the other side of the hallway.

"You're the main teacher ?", Oz realized.

Gilbert, who just put a hand on the door, turned back, surprised.

"Ah yes, I didn't tell you ? Anyways, I hope you'll bear this class...", he added in a sigh as a strident laugh came to their ears.

He opened the door harshly and entered the room. Oz looked through the doorway to see a big mess in the classroom. The laugh was from the girl they met earlier ; Alice stood on a desk, her fists on her hips and was looking down contemptuously at a dark blond haired boy with blue eyes who was sending her an angry look. A ginger haired girl was trying in vain to calm them down but neither of them noticed her.

Students were talking and skylarking all over the room. The only one who was staying in place was a boy with thick brown hair that hid the part of his face which was not already covered by his large glasses. Sitting on a table in a corner of the room, he seemed lost in a book.

Gilbert cleared his throat loudly. The young girl with red hair turned towards the door and sent him a beautiful smile.

"Good morning, sensei", she said. "How are you today ?"

"I'm fine, thank you, Sharon", he answered before adding louder : "sit back down, everyone".

Most of the students obeyed in silence, but Alice didn't move from the desk. Gilbert sent her a leer, she replied with a sniggering.

"What I just said is for you too, Alice", he continued, trying to restrain himself. "I'll introduce your new classmate."

Alice's look turned curiously. She stared at the teacher for a moment before finally retreating.

"If that's the case...", she whispered jumping proudly off of her table.

He sighed, exhausted. Silence felt on the classroom when he reached his own desk to face the class. Oz followed him, looking over the room. The students were staring at him with the same intrigued look. Gilbert wrote the name "Oz Bezarius" on the blackboard.

"Oz is our new student from this day on", he stated. "I hope you'll help him for his first day and greet him nicely..."

He stopped. Alice just sneered ostensibly.

"And help him to avoid suspect guys", she added. "He just had an overview of weird ones we've here."

Gilbert blushed when he understood the suggestion of his 'smashing' meeting with Oz. But he did as he didn't hear it and scanned the classroom to find an empty desk.

"There's a place next to Alice..." he noted quietly. "Hum, no, sit down next to Sharon", he corrected.

The young girl stood up, her long pony tail swinging while she moved and showed Oz's place with a friendly smile.

"She's cute", Oz thought, already planning to talk to her later.

Then he looked at the left, towards a boy of his age who was sitting straight on his chair, his arms and legs crossed. When he felt Oz' gaze on him, he didn't care even a bit about him. The young Bezarius recognized the boy who had argued with Alice earlier. He seemed to be in a very bad mood.

Gilbert required attention and he finally focused on the lesson

When reading it again, I seriously wish I had the time to rewritte it completely again... Hope you liked it anyway ! Oh, by the way ! This universe is not really based on Japan nor Occident. It's more like a mix of the two, though mostly inspired by Japan. But since Pandora Hearts clearly happens in a world inspired by Europe and Japan still fits a bit more those kind of school fics...