Chemical Reaction

Summary: Rules of Attraction's spin off. Misao found herself in an awkward situation with an arrogant guy. What a shock to find that he is the new chemistry teacher. AM

Prologue

My life sucks. Big time.

I can't believe that guy. He cheated on me. With an old ugly hag. I have been sniffing at him for some time, after I accidentally read a message in his hand phone. Since that I have my suspicions that he have been cheating on me.

So I followed him tonight, and found myself in a 5 star hotel. And I found myself following him to an exclusive suite. And found myself pressing my ears to the door, trying to make out any sounds. And lo behold, the worst of my nightmare have come true. I heard the worst.

I know that compared to that woman, I lose, hand's down. With that thought, I tried to drown my sorrow. With a bottle of tiger beer I bought from a convenience store (the cashier stared at me though, I am after all underage) I went to a park and tried to have my first sip of alcohol.

It's all my fault. It's all my fault for falling in love with older guys. That guy is in college, and I'm just a high school kid. He wouldn't be satisfied with an immature kid like me anyways. I knew some day he would leave me for other smart and mature women with womanly curves.

I took a sip. Eww.

After 3 sips, I feel my head spins. I am such a loser, I can't even drink!

After I finished the drink, I went down on the wooden park bench and begin crying out loud. Wailing shrilly. Torrents of tears poured down my face. I bawled even worst than babies that needed their diaper changed. The empty tin of bear is carelessly thrown at the bench. It hit something hard with a dull thud. I'm wrecked with uncontrollable spasm resulted from too much bawling. I thumped my head continuously on the bench.

Until a deep voice interrupted me.

"Excuse me?" he said. I ignored that voice and continued crying and wailing at the same time.

"Well, excuse me?" he continued coldly.

I sat upright and wiped off my tears and some sticky mixture that I hope wasn't snot, and cried out loud in anger, "Well, sorry for being sad because I have been dumped tonight!!"

"Well, sorry for interrupting you. Please, do continue your crying on my lap, throwing me empty bear cans and hitting me with your hard head. Please do," he said. I tuned around to see a tall man sitting on the bench next to me. My face contorted with horror as I recalled that I wasn't in fact lying face down on the bench crying, but instead it's on that guy's lap!!

In my drunken haze I didn't even notice that guy was here from the very beginning.

"Let me leave you here with your misery and let me find another place where people like me can have some peace and quiet," he said and sat up abruptly. He wiped his pants, at my horror as I noticed it is wet with my tears, and threw we a cold look and he walked away swiftly.

I shook my head, and signaled something unladylike, something I wouldn't do if I was sober behind his retreating back. And I noticed that there is something on the bench. It was a handkerchief. I took it and wiped my tears with it.

Well, at least he accidentally left me with something as useful as this.

I am still sad. Sad. And then my cell phone vibrates. I opened it and answered the call.

"Misao?? Where are you?" It is the voice of my best friend. I cried.

"Kaoru, I'm at the park. The usual place"

"I'll be there right away!!" She said and ended the call. I closed my cell and continued wailing.

Today is the worst day ever.

The next day

Hello, my name is Misao. I live with my quirky grandfather in a restaurant. And several of our permanent workers live here too. Actually, we don't sleep inside the restaurant, we live upstairs of the Aoiya restaurant. Our restaurant is especially famous for our special Korean barbecue, which only uses the freshest ingredients with our own secret marinating technique and special secret recipe sauce. Not to mention the warm environment and the friendly atmosphere we created here are not to be found elsewhere. Okay, enough of promoting our restaurant.

Back to the story, last night, there have been this party being held in the restaurant, and being short of worker, as usual, yours truly have been helping with all the preparing and serving and cleaning. And to your information, being a Korean barbecue house, the cleaning part is the hardest work in the Aoiya. You see, all the grease from the barbecue tends to spot on the table and the plates, and it's very hard to clean. Not to mention wastage. The customers tend to grab a lot, and eat a little. A down side to a buffet style dining. Since I have been assigned to the cleaning part, which like I have been explaining, the hardest and most tiring work in the restaurant, and I spent all night trying to clean everything. No sleep. Seriously, I haven't slept a wink.

So that explains why I slept in class just now. Seriously. No offense, it's not because that your class is boring. It's just because I am dead tired and I have not slept last night. So please sensei I beg for your forgiveness and I promised from now on no matter how hard I worked and how sad is it that I never slept a wink last night I will not choose our class to sleep in. Thank you.

I wiped my hand and looked at the white board. I have to write an apology on the white board because I slept in the last class. And this is the result of my creativity. And it left the last teacher with a frown on her forehead.

Kaoru whispered at me.

"You are such a liar!"

"I know," I winked at her. And both of us giggled.

I took a last look at my writing and tried to wipe it off. But before I could do so a hand reached and grabbed my hand, stilling my actions.

"Can I read it?" said a familiar voice. I turned around to find myself staring (but I have to look up until my neck ached, this guy is so tall) at the man holding my hand. I nodded in response to his question.

He begins to read everything out loud.

"Poor Misao. She's been working hard last night. She could get some rest in my class. Go on, take a nap," he said nicely, and smiled. But his smile doesn't reach his eyes. Who is sarcastic guy?

"No thanks. Who are you anyway?"

"I forgot to introduce myself. I am Aoshi Shinomori. You may call me Mr. Shinomori. And from today I will be your homeroom teacher. And I will be teaching all of you Chemistry. And please take a seat Miss Misao," he gestured at me. I frowned at him and sat at my desk.

He looks like that guy last night.

And it looks like he recognized me.

Oh my god!!

To be continued…