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You just had to be my Biology teacher
Chapter 1
It could be that it was a mistake.
I don't know...
Maybe it was destiny
Nothing's for sure
but he was real
And he was close
And that's all I needed to know.
"Hey Misao," Kaoru, my best friend greeted me.
Her long jet black hair was tied up neatly into a pony-tail, as it always was ever since I met her 10 years ago.
Unlike me, I had the messiest hair ever which was why I kept it in a braid most of the time in school.
Partying was a whole different story though.
Oh, and did I mention my hair's highlighted blue?
It is actually, not very obvious.
The principal totally didn't approve of it so I had to dye it back to black but the colors keep fading off and I get it back to blue again.
Me? I'm not exactly a really goody goody kinda girl.
I don't even think I'm near that.
I'm actually classified as the naughty, childish, boyish, always late for school kinda girl.
My hair's always in a frenzy and I wear really really uhhh not very feminine clothes.
You get the idea.
Kaoru however, is the opposite.
A complete and total opposite of moi.
Which is quite a good thing or I'd be like on the loose or something.
It was the beginning of my freshmen year in high school.
That would make me 15, well, 16.
I suppose it was a pretty good start.
I was not late for once.
My hair was exceptionally neat, for me.
And I don't have any plans on crashing the mall or any pranks today.
"Yo! Weasel Gal!"
That voice.
That Irritating, punkass, oh-so-familiar voice.
I knew it had to be...
Sagara.
Unfortunately...
Sagara's kinda like Kaoru's cousin.
Okay... he IS her cousin.
I just didn't wanna relate her to such a rooster.
He's a year older than us but he acts like he's 5 years younger.
"Hey Sano..."Kaoru said, giving him a smile,
I gotta hand it to her.
She sure keeps her head on especially when Sagara keeps bothering her.
"Wassup Cuz!"He chuckled and tossed his head back. A few wayward strands floated out of his eyes for a couple of moments.
He has really beautiful eyes for someone as annoying as him.
Deep caramel... creamy... mmm
I feel hungry...
I really didn't mind him around when Kaoru was there.
But him and me alone just felt really awkward.
"Get a move on, stoopid!"I growled playfully to match up with the occasion.
Sagara laughed again.
A man came out from the corner of the hallway.
He had some kinda crabby hairstyle.
And he held a what... History textbookkk...!!!
From that we can most probably conclude that he was teaching HISTORY!!!
Geez... if its one thing I can't stand, its history. uhh and math and geography and literature and social studies... well that's beside the point.
He was there and can you believe it?
He yelled at Sagara.
Something about making too much noise and disruption of the peace. I don't care because I've never seen Sagara get so pissed off with a teacher before.
He yelled back and got himself detention on the first day of school.
It wasn't a smart move.
But he's not very smart anyhow.
Which would mean that I'm not very smart either.
Because I was yelling with him too.
Detention room
1500 hours
as ordered by
Mr Saito Hajime.
The lameass history teacher.
Who deserves to die.
I could so murder him.
Crashing the mall sounded like so much fun to me now.
Even a prank... just alittle one.
I was dying to do anything but sit here and write lines.
What was I supposed to write?
I must not call my future History teacher a male chauvinist pig or a goose or jackass or dumbass. Because he is not. He is a brilliant, handsome, attractive man.
I mean I wouldn't mind apologizing for all that I said.
But lying? About his looks?
Who does he think he is?
Making Makimachi Misao do something like that!
Fancy that!
He's the history teacher...ack!
I peered over to what Sagara had to write.
I must not yell in the hallway or try to correct my history teacher because my history teacher does not make mistakes. His hearing is perfect. And he is not a poser.
It seems that our dear Mr Saito Hajime has really high esteem.
Not to mention an attitude problem.
However, the next teacher who was in-charge of today's detention was apparently, a brilliant, handsome, attractive man.
I'm not sure if he's brilliant but he's is definitely gorgeous top-of-the-range A+++ type.
He sat down at the teacher's desk, took out a couple of papers and started marking.
His dark dark bangs fell over his fierce blue eyes as he concentrated on his work.
Finally, he looked up and said, "Do you want something ?"
I shook my head. "No, sir."
I hadn't realized that I'd been staring at him for God-knows how long.
I felt really embarrassed so I started on my lines.
There was a knock on the door and Mr Saito came in.
"Aoshi, sorry bout that... I'll take over from here. Hope the brats didn't give you any trouble what-so-ever."
Brats? Us? Maybe Sagara but me?
I'm not a brat.
Naughty but not bratty.
So his name's Aoshi...
So Aoshi walked out of the detention room. I wonder what subject he teaches. I ought to find out more about him.
But first, to deal with Mr HIGH AND MIGHTY.
"You punks may leave now. Just finish the lines. I want them in first thing in the morning tomorrow. Don't mess up. I'm watching you Sagara. And your little friend. Makimachi, is it?"
I was gonna protest about the friend part but I didn't want to get detention again.
Not this week anyway.
I nodded and picked up my bag.
Kaoru was waiting for us at the foiyer.
So on the way there, I decided to ask Sagara about Aoshi since he had been here a year before I did.
"Sagara... You know that teacher who came in just now."I said.
"Who? Hajime? He's loony up there."
"No you dumbass! Aoshi."
Sagara laughed. "Shinomori Aoshi? He's a biology teacher.But he only teaches the third years."
"Really?"I said with interested.
"Yeah. Seems most of the third year students can't stand him. He's beautiful and all. But they say he's really sadistic and weird. And when he's angry, he's really scary. No one dares argue with him." He mumbled, shrugging.
"Oh." He's not my type. Not my type of guy at all.
The next morning, my hand felt like it was going to drop off.
I was standing just at the door of the staffroom.
I had just handed my lines in.
Mr Saito stared at the paper.
I could tell he found it quite amusing because from the 50th line onwards my lines suddenly went slanted.
"This is quite, unacceptable. But I'll let it pass. It is afterall, your first week in school. And your first offence."He said.
"Thank you sir."I muttered under my breath.
When I turned to walk out, Mr Shinomori opened the door.
His eyes widened in surprise to see me.
I waited for him to enter the room before I left.
Instead, he mumbled," Go ahead. Lady's first."
That didn't seem like the Aoshi I had imagined him to be after what Sagara had said.
He was like the dignified guy who seemed really mysterious to me.
"Thanks."I said.
Kaoru was waiting for me outside.
"So? What'd he say?"she asked anxiously.
Sometimes I think she cares more about me than I care about myself.
"I'm free."
She smiled but it soon turned into a frown.
"I wonder if Sano's handed in his lines."
"Sanosuke'll be fine. You know him."
I didn't just say it to comfort her.
That was just the way Sagara was.
You just had to be my Biology teacher
Chapter 1
It could be that it was a mistake.
I don't know...
Maybe it was destiny
Nothing's for sure
but he was real
And he was close
And that's all I needed to know.
"Hey Misao," Kaoru, my best friend greeted me.
Her long jet black hair was tied up neatly into a pony-tail, as it always was ever since I met her 10 years ago.
Unlike me, I had the messiest hair ever which was why I kept it in a braid most of the time in school.
Partying was a whole different story though.
Oh, and did I mention my hair's highlighted blue?
It is actually, not very obvious.
The principal totally didn't approve of it so I had to dye it back to black but the colors keep fading off and I get it back to blue again.
Me? I'm not exactly a really goody goody kinda girl.
I don't even think I'm near that.
I'm actually classified as the naughty, childish, boyish, always late for school kinda girl.
My hair's always in a frenzy and I wear really really uhhh not very feminine clothes.
You get the idea.
Kaoru however, is the opposite.
A complete and total opposite of moi.
Which is quite a good thing or I'd be like on the loose or something.
It was the beginning of my freshmen year in high school.
That would make me 15, well, 16.
I suppose it was a pretty good start.
I was not late for once.
My hair was exceptionally neat, for me.
And I don't have any plans on crashing the mall or any pranks today.
"Yo! Weasel Gal!"
That voice.
That Irritating, punkass, oh-so-familiar voice.
I knew it had to be...
Sagara.
Unfortunately...
Sagara's kinda like Kaoru's cousin.
Okay... he IS her cousin.
I just didn't wanna relate her to such a rooster.
He's a year older than us but he acts like he's 5 years younger.
"Hey Sano..."Kaoru said, giving him a smile,
I gotta hand it to her.
She sure keeps her head on especially when Sagara keeps bothering her.
"Wassup Cuz!"He chuckled and tossed his head back. A few wayward strands floated out of his eyes for a couple of moments.
He has really beautiful eyes for someone as annoying as him.
Deep caramel... creamy... mmm
I feel hungry...
I really didn't mind him around when Kaoru was there.
But him and me alone just felt really awkward.
"Get a move on, stoopid!"I growled playfully to match up with the occasion.
Sagara laughed again.
A man came out from the corner of the hallway.
He had some kinda crabby hairstyle.
And he held a what... History textbookkk...!!!
From that we can most probably conclude that he was teaching HISTORY!!!
Geez... if its one thing I can't stand, its history. uhh and math and geography and literature and social studies... well that's beside the point.
He was there and can you believe it?
He yelled at Sagara.
Something about making too much noise and disruption of the peace. I don't care because I've never seen Sagara get so pissed off with a teacher before.
He yelled back and got himself detention on the first day of school.
It wasn't a smart move.
But he's not very smart anyhow.
Which would mean that I'm not very smart either.
Because I was yelling with him too.
Detention room
1500 hours
as ordered by
Mr Saito Hajime.
The lameass history teacher.
Who deserves to die.
I could so murder him.
Crashing the mall sounded like so much fun to me now.
Even a prank... just alittle one.
I was dying to do anything but sit here and write lines.
What was I supposed to write?
I must not call my future History teacher a male chauvinist pig or a goose or jackass or dumbass. Because he is not. He is a brilliant, handsome, attractive man.
I mean I wouldn't mind apologizing for all that I said.
But lying? About his looks?
Who does he think he is?
Making Makimachi Misao do something like that!
Fancy that!
He's the history teacher...ack!
I peered over to what Sagara had to write.
I must not yell in the hallway or try to correct my history teacher because my history teacher does not make mistakes. His hearing is perfect. And he is not a poser.
It seems that our dear Mr Saito Hajime has really high esteem.
Not to mention an attitude problem.
However, the next teacher who was in-charge of today's detention was apparently, a brilliant, handsome, attractive man.
I'm not sure if he's brilliant but he's is definitely gorgeous top-of-the-range A+++ type.
He sat down at the teacher's desk, took out a couple of papers and started marking.
His dark dark bangs fell over his fierce blue eyes as he concentrated on his work.
Finally, he looked up and said, "Do you want something ?"
I shook my head. "No, sir."
I hadn't realized that I'd been staring at him for God-knows how long.
I felt really embarrassed so I started on my lines.
There was a knock on the door and Mr Saito came in.
"Aoshi, sorry bout that... I'll take over from here. Hope the brats didn't give you any trouble what-so-ever."
Brats? Us? Maybe Sagara but me?
I'm not a brat.
Naughty but not bratty.
So his name's Aoshi...
So Aoshi walked out of the detention room. I wonder what subject he teaches. I ought to find out more about him.
But first, to deal with Mr HIGH AND MIGHTY.
"You punks may leave now. Just finish the lines. I want them in first thing in the morning tomorrow. Don't mess up. I'm watching you Sagara. And your little friend. Makimachi, is it?"
I was gonna protest about the friend part but I didn't want to get detention again.
Not this week anyway.
I nodded and picked up my bag.
Kaoru was waiting for us at the foiyer.
So on the way there, I decided to ask Sagara about Aoshi since he had been here a year before I did.
"Sagara... You know that teacher who came in just now."I said.
"Who? Hajime? He's loony up there."
"No you dumbass! Aoshi."
Sagara laughed. "Shinomori Aoshi? He's a biology teacher.But he only teaches the third years."
"Really?"I said with interested.
"Yeah. Seems most of the third year students can't stand him. He's beautiful and all. But they say he's really sadistic and weird. And when he's angry, he's really scary. No one dares argue with him." He mumbled, shrugging.
"Oh." He's not my type. Not my type of guy at all.
The next morning, my hand felt like it was going to drop off.
I was standing just at the door of the staffroom.
I had just handed my lines in.
Mr Saito stared at the paper.
I could tell he found it quite amusing because from the 50th line onwards my lines suddenly went slanted.
"This is quite, unacceptable. But I'll let it pass. It is afterall, your first week in school. And your first offence."He said.
"Thank you sir."I muttered under my breath.
When I turned to walk out, Mr Shinomori opened the door.
His eyes widened in surprise to see me.
I waited for him to enter the room before I left.
Instead, he mumbled," Go ahead. Lady's first."
That didn't seem like the Aoshi I had imagined him to be after what Sagara had said.
He was like the dignified guy who seemed really mysterious to me.
"Thanks."I said.
Kaoru was waiting for me outside.
"So? What'd he say?"she asked anxiously.
Sometimes I think she cares more about me than I care about myself.
"I'm free."
She smiled but it soon turned into a frown.
"I wonder if Sano's handed in his lines."
"Sanosuke'll be fine. You know him."
I didn't just say it to comfort her.
That was just the way Sagara was.