Morg: Heyo! New story time!

Ikuto: Is it going to be everything I want and more?

Amu: I sincerely hope not.

Morg: It's going to be epic because I'm writing it.

Ikuto: Riiiiight.

Amu: I doubt that.

Morg: Well, I don't own you, but I can write killer plots.

Ikuto: As long as you write them right.

Amu: Good luck.

Morg: This story won't be more than about five chapters, but it's one that has been playing around in my head for a while now. I just want to write it!

~Be a Little Inappropriate~

The bell for class rang. Most students hurried to get to where they were supposed to be. There was one boy in particular that didn't care much. He'd get there when he got there. The girls beneath his arms were stuck with him. Mostly because they weren't going to leave his side. The only thing to ruin his perfect morning was the girl with long pink hair that almost bumped into the girl on his right.

Ikuto wasn't sure what the girl's name was-the one with pink hair or the one beside him-though he did care that people didn't watch where they were going. Still, it wasn't worth his time if he didn't get bumped. The incident passed quickly from his mind.

Giggling, the girl that was lucky enough to walk with Ikuto on the way to class looked up at him as she batted her eyelashes. "Want to each lunch together?"

Considering he didn't know the girl's name, Ikuto gave a smirk in return before answering. "I don't make plans to eat with anyone."

"But-"

"This is my class. See you later."

Not bothering to look back, Ikuto entered his classroom. The teacher at the front of the room didn't look pleased with his late entrance. Then again, the old man should just be glad that Ikuto had shown up at all.

"Take your seat, Tsukiyomi. We have more important things to do than watch you stroll into class five minutes late."

Tsukasa was always a bitch. Ikuto hated that the man always seemed to have something to say. "Whatever."

XXX

Dodging students in the halls wasn't an easy task. Amu didn't mind it so much. In fact, she hardly thought about it. There were so many thoughts already going through her mind that small things like the other students didn't have room to fit there.

The library came into view just before the bell rang for everyone to head for class. Amu knew that the librarian had a soft spot for her. The old lady would give her a pass so that she wouldn't get in trouble with her teacher. The pinkette really needed the book she was there to pick up. Class, one that she had the highest grade in-Amu had the highest grade in all her classes-could wait a bit longer for her.

Scanning the isles, Amu found the book that she was going to need for a report. There was no way that she was going to allow a bad grade to bring down her perfect record. Not when applications for universities were due soon. There was no way that she wasn't going to be accepted to the one that she really wanted to attend.

Taking the book that she needed to the desk to check it out, Amu gave the older lady sitting there a smile. "Good morning. Just this one today."

Returning the smile, the librarian scanned the book before handing it back to Amu. "Are you going to be late to class?"

Trying to look a bit put out by that fact, Amu nodded her head. "Yes, but I really needed to get this book now. We have a report that's going to be due next week and I couldn't let anyone get to it before I did. You know how some students hog the best books."

Sighing because book hogging was a real problem that so many people were unaware of, the older lady picked up her pen. "I'll write you a pass then. You're a good girl. I know that you'll go straight to class from here."

With her book and her pass, Amu took off after waving and bowing her thanks. There was nowhere she had to go besides class.

XXX

As if school wasn't bad enough, Ikuto had to sit through boring classes. The class he was currently in was one of his worst ones. Mostly because he didn't do any of his homework and knew little about what his teacher was rambling on about, but also because it was just boring.

The bell rang, but Tsukasa wasn't finished with all his students just yet. "Hold on, Tsukiyomi."

Grumbling, Ikuto threw his bag back down onto the ground and waited for the rest of the students to leave. "What do you want?"

Moving so that he could sit on top of the desk in front of the one that Ikuto was lounging in, Tsukasa gave a quiet sigh. He knew how smart the boy before him was. Every teacher knew it. They just weren't able to get Ikuto to show it. "You're going to fail this class. I don't want that to happen."

Sighing, Ikuto dropped his head back so that he could look up at the ceiling rather than Tsukasa's face. "I don't really care if I do or not."

"You should." Tsukasa stopped to see if Ikuto would look back at him. The other didn't. "If you don't pass this class then you can't graduate."

As much as he didn't want to be having a conversation about his grades, Ikuto didn't want to talk about his graduation being taken away even more. "What do you mean by that? Are you threatening me?"

Chuckling, Tsukasa held up his hands to calm the other male down. "Of course not. I'm not the one that can make the decision. The school doesn't either. The education board will not let someone with such poor grades graduate. If you don't bring your grade up in my class then you won't be able to get your diploma. That's a fact. Not a threat."

"I don't know what you want me to do. If you're telling me that I'm going to fail then I've pretty much already failed."

Frowning, Tsukasa moved so that he wasn't sitting on the desk. Standing next to it, he looked down at his worst student. "You're not going to fail if you get an A on the final project. You have a little over a month to prepare for it. That should give you plenty of time to scrap enough together for an A."

Sighing, Ikuto slouched further in his chair. "You expect me to get an A? I don't even know what you talked about today."

Tsukasa was ready for that excuse. He'd known that Ikuto hadn't been paying attention to a word he'd been saying throughout the period. "That's why I'm going to set you up with a tutor. I'm going to have someone that has already taken the class and passed with flying colors help you. That way you can't cheat."

Rolling his eyes, Ikuto moved to get out of his desk. Tsukasa couldn't keep him there for much longer or else he was going to be late to his next class. Not that Ikuto cared. He was only using it as an excuse to get away from the other man. "Like I would cheat."

"I'm not saying that you would." Tsukasa moved to block the younger man's path. He wasn't quite finished. "You're to meet your tutor in the library today after school. Don't be late."

Sidestepping the other, Ikuto continued towards the door. "Look, I'm not going to let anyone tutor me." Pausing in his stride, Ikuto turned back with a smirk. "Unless it's a hot chick."

Tsukasa could only let out a sigh. It wasn't like he checked out any of the students that came through the school. "You'll just have to go and find out."

Ikuto left the classroom thinking that maybe he'd stop by to check it out.

XXX

"Amu!"

Turning to find one of her favorite teachers calling for her, Amu stopped in the hallway to wait for the older man to catch up. "What can I help you with, Tsukasa-sama?"

The man didn't just let anyone call him by his first name. Amu was special because she was just that amazing of a student. He really didn't mind if she dropped the formalities, but he understood why she didn't. "I have a favor to ask of you."

Shifting from foot to foot, Amu let out a quiet sigh. She wasn't going to get the studying that she was planning to get done during lunch done if she was doing favors for a teacher. "What is it?"

Knowing that the girl wouldn't refuse, Tsukasa went straight to the point. "I need you to tutor one of my students. I already told him to meet you in the library after school."

"I don't know if I can."

"He's going to fail and be unable to graduate if he doesn't get some help."

Twisting her fingers into the straps of her backpack, Amu frowned. As much as she hated the thought of someone not getting to graduate, she had things to do to boost her resume. "I don't know if I have time. Applications are going to be due soon."

Knowing that Amu was going to agree, Tsukasa just had to make the girl realize it as well. "Think about how good this would look on your resume. Not only can you graduate with perfect grades, but you're smart enough to make certain that others graduate as well."

When he put it that way, Amu had a hard time ignoring the offer. That would look really good on her resume. "Are you sure that he's going to pass? I don't want it to end up being something bad."

Tsukasa nodded. If there was anyone that could make Ikuto actually do anything then it would be Amu. She had the courage and the backbone to make that boy do what she wanted. There was no doubt in Tsukasa's mind about that. "Yes, if you stay on his case about doing his work. Don't let him skip out of tutor sessions and report to me if he gives you any problems beyond that. If he doesn't show up today then don't bother with it."

That seemed easy enough. Amu knew that she'd be able to handle anything that anybody in this school tried to throw at her. "I can do that. I'm not going to let him waste my time. I've got too much to do to allow that to happen. In the library after school?"

He'd known that he'd get her to do it. "That's what I told him. Let me know how it goes."

Amu waved as her favorite teacher walked away. At least the favor that he was asking of her hadn't eaten up too much of her lunch period. She could still get some stuff done before the bell rang.

XXX

Having barely stayed awake for the remainder of the day, Ikuto trudged through the halls. During the short periods that he'd been awake, he'd played with the idea of whether or not to show to the tutoring thing that Tsukasa had set up for him. Part of him didn't want to bother with it. Another part of him sort of wanted to graduate.

The part that won out and was currently commanding his body to walk towards the library was the part that wanted to know if Tsukasa had actually gotten him a hot tutor.

Ikuto couldn't say that he was disappointed as he walked through the library doors to see a girl with a long ponytail. Her pink hair swung just a bit as she turned her head to continue reading on the next page of her book. Maybe tutoring wouldn't be so bad.

Approaching the table, Ikuto slunk into the chair opposite of the girl he'd definitely classify as a hottie. "Yo."

Not bothering to look up until she reached the end of the paragraph that she'd been reading, Amu set aside her book to take in the boy that she was supposed to be helping. "I'm Hinamori Amu. If you miss a tutor session then I won't help you. Let's get started."

Then again, maybe Ikuto wasn't going to enjoy it so much.

.

Morg: So? What do you think?

Ikuto: Could have been better.

Amu: You say that about everything that doesn't have smut in it!

Morg: He has a point.

Ikuto: See!

Amu: But that isn't even in this story!

Morg: Who says?

Ikuto: Hell yeah!

Amu: Ugh!