A/N: Hello once again, this is my third story and this is one I've been working on all week, seriously I've enjoyed every minute writing this story. So instead of me going on I'll let you start reading it, oh and look out for the suprise guest start, this person shall be revealed in the final chapter.

Anime: Azumanga Daioh
Pairing: Tomo x Yomi, Yukari x Nyamo

Disclamer: I don't own Azumanga Daioh, Kiyohiko Azuma does and if I did own it, then it wouldn't be as good as it is today.

Chapter 1: Confusion

In a golden meadow, far away from buildings, away from cars, away from anywhere, a young girl stood. She looked around the scene she was in and smiled, peace flowing around her and she felt relaxed. She fell backwards and laughed, but her laughter did not make a sound in this place. She stood up and looked around, spotting someone distant far away, and she beamed a smile as she ran towards the person. Slowing down when approaching the person she merely tapped the individual on the shoulder, and, turning and broadening a smile, the person looks upon the girl in front of her. The girl knows she is telling the person something, a light blush on her cheeks as she look up towards the person, who now is lightly stroking her cheek, she repeats one word, gradually getting louder.

"Tomo…"
"Tomo…"
"TOMO!"

A large thwack emanated from the book which striked the tired teen, which caused her to attempt to cover her head from another painful strike.

"Tomo Takino how many times have I told you DON'T FALL ASLEEP IN MY CLASS!" the irate teacher shouted at the now-awoken teen.

"I'm sorry Miss Yukari, but on these days you can't help but sleep!" she cried trying to provide an excuse for her midday napping.

"You can sleep all you want at home but not in my class! Not while I am working my ass off trying to pass you idiots so I get paid!" She yelled, now mostly focused on all of the class, a sense of distaste travelling around the room as their teacher flatly said she didn't care about them.

Finally cooling off, Miss Yukari walked back to the front of the class, about to finish her lecture on languages when her ear perked up. She put her head against one of the walls and listened to the conversation on the other side. Her face screwed up.

"She's treating them to juice…"

And, not hesitating in the least bit, Miss Yukari flew out of her classroom and into the conjoining one, and shouting could be heard as Class 2-3's teacher has a shouting match with the teacher of Class 2-2.

After a few minutes, Miss Yukari came back angry, but not as much as she had been before she flew out the door. Before could begin to finish her lecture the bell rang, signaling the end of school for the day. Miss Yukari gave a sly grin and ran out the door again, never to be seen until she 'taught' the class again. No matter how much this act isn't considered normal by sane individuals, this was the regime Class 2-3 had to contend with.

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Tomo sighed as she changed back into her comfy shoes she came to school with, that had been left back against the rack. Next to her, retrieving her shoes, was her best friend for drawing near a decade, Koyomi 'Yomi' Mizuhara. Being called Yomi was Tomo's idea when they were in elementary school and it had stuck ever since, much to the dismay of the nicknamed.

Tomo wasn't thinking about Yukari's wrath towards her (which still didn't register that it was her fault in her mind); instead, she was thinking about the dream that she had. It was the first time she had ever had that type of dream, and it bugged her that she didn't know why she had it. Usually when Tomo did dream, it was of her being the number one student at everything and her friend being on the rockbottom end of the deal.

This dream had to have meant something, because what was the point of having it otherwise? But for now, she would think about it in detail later, after she had her fun with tormenting her friend on a daily basis.

"So Yomi, what's the next diet you're going to try, even though it probably won't work!" she laughed at her friend, a vein throbbing in Yomi's head as she turned to give Tomo one of her famous uppercuts. However, Tomo sidestepped it, and, amazed, Yomi stared at where Tomo was before she moved and uttered 'How?'

Tomo, also surprised by her quick timing, didn't think about a hand chopping its way across her head, knocking her to the floor in an instant. Yomi towered over her fallen friend, nodding to herself that she had had her daily punishment and began to walk off.

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Tomo recovered quickly and joined her friend in walking home, something these two would normally do after a long day at high school. Tomo hadn't spoken a word since she caught up with Yomi, much to her friend's surprise whom relished in the peace she was getting until her peace was broken, not by a remark about her weight or how smart she was, but with a question.

"Yomi, do dreams have any true meaning?"

"What do you mean Tomo?" Yomi replied, stopping and looking at her short friend.

"What I mean is that, do dreams ever mean something, like if you dream that you were falling, and then in the future, you fall from a great height?" Tomo asked again, looking at her friend whom was now pulling a dull face, before adding "Ok…bad example, but you get what I mean, right?"

Yomi looked up at the sky and sighed. She then turned her head back to the girl whom had asked her what seemed to be a normal question.

"Yeah I get what you mean, I suppose that it might be sort of like that, but I'm not entirely sure on the matter…"

"But you have to know! You're all smart and stuff!"

"Me having myopia doesn't mean I'm 'all smart and stuff', so stop stereotyping me!"

"My… what?"

"Myopia, it means short sighted!"

"But…"

"Forget it!" Yomi finally said as she stormed off, and Tomo thought to herself that she won that little argument, yawning as she walked down the crossroads to her house.

When Tomo got home, she called to her mother in the next room, proclaiming herself home. She walked into her room and began to get changed out of her school clothes and into her cozy pyjamas. When she had finished, she laid on top of her bed and began to read a magazine, thinking back on what Yomi said about how dreams may actually happen in the future, but this didn't bring Tomo any comfort, but more confusion to the situation.

When Tomo finally went to bed, it was already late, and she looked up at the ceiling, talking to herself quietly as she closed her eyes.

"Oh Yomi, I wish you are wrong this time, otherwise if this does come true, then…" she paused for the moment, thinking about the words she was going to say to herself, before finally ending what she was saying. "…Then our friendship will become very complicated."