Detention

Disclaimer: I do not own PoT. Really?

Author's note: I have never, ever done anything like this before. I thought I needed the disclaimer so I put it in. Those of you who want to know more about the story before reading on, I have created a fictional character called Akari to be paired with Ryoma. Sorry for those of you who don't like new characters. I will also try to incorporate some classic Seigaku friend-humor, especially for Fuji (I love him so much but I don't feel talented enough yet to pull off a story with him as a main character). Please, it's my first try, be lenient on me and correct me through reviews... The story will not be very well polished, I barely edited, and I'm just trying to ease myself into the process, so the story may be a little choppy and fast. Thank you so much, here goes nothing:

Akari Asato sat, bored, in the history classroom with her mother- Mrs. Asato was none other than Seishun gakuen's history teacher.

'What a crappy situation… Sitting here every wednesday, waiting while mom does her detentions. I've attended so many sessions by now, I could almost teach history myself!' Akari thought to herself, like she did last week. And the week before that. Sighing, she pulled out her homework and began to write away.

"Well there you are, Fuji Syusuke, you're right on time," her mother said. Akari spun around. Fuji-senpai? He had detention? No way!

"Aa- sensei." Fuji-senpai smiled. He had honey hair that fell lightly almost to his shoulders, a slender build and delicate features which made so many girls swoon when combined with his kindness and intelligence.

"As sad as it is that you're getting detention for letting Echizen-kun copy your history project from two years ago, I can't believe he's late," said.

Fuji-senpai sat next to Akari, smiling.

"Hey," he said. Akari blushed- he probably thought she had detention! "I think I saw you here last week, too, when I dragged Momo to his detention."

"A! Fu-fuji senpai… She's my mom…" Akari said, beckoning to the teacher. Fuji chuckled lightly.

"Oh, I see. But you know my name already, how thankful!" Fuji replied modestly, even though he knew almost everyone in the school was familiar with his name.

"Oh- I'm Akari Asato."

Just then, the door slammed open and in came a huffing and puffing freshman- Echizen Ryoma.

"Ah, Echizen!"

"Fuji-senpai… Ah, sensei…"

"Echizen-kun, you're late for detention, thereby earning you another one." Akari's mother stated cruelly.

"Seeing as I'm feeling bad for you, Fuji-kun, for getting in trouble with this idiot, you may go after you promise you'll never let anyone copy again."

"Thank you, sensei. I promise." Fuji said, packing up his things. He added a sadistic smile to Ryoma before adding- "good luck, Echizen."

"Fu-fuji senpai…" Ryoma grimaced. He was pissed as hell- he was not an idiot! He was good at any other subject- A-'s to B+'s, almost top of the class in English in fact. It was just history he struggled with- he had never learned anything about Japan before. He relented with a big, indignant 'hmmph'.

Mrs. Asato began her make-up lecture. Ryoma couldn't even handle the most basic questions. Akari was appalled, looking at the boy with a frown- some guys are just so dumb. She had heard of him- he, too, like Fuji-senpai, got his fair share of fangirls- He was probably a tennis-is-my-whole-world guy who spent all his afternoons at detentions. The insult rolled off her tongue before she could stop it.

"Baka…"

This earned an instant reaction. Now more-than-pissed Ryoma glared at the girl so much that his piercing cat-gaze forced Akari to look away. When Ryoma was asked the next question, he answered "shut up!" while glaring at Akari. The teacher had no idea this language was directed towards her daughter- instead, she was outraged.

"Echizen Ryoma, next week's detention will continue until 7!"

Akari sighed. That meant she also had to stay till 7.

"…Sorry about this, I provoked you." Akari said the next week, as they sat in the detention room together, waiting for the teacher to arrive from the staff meeting. Last week, Akari had called Ryoma a baka, causing him to make trouble, and thus earning him another detention.

"…hmm." Echizen replied, not even looking at Akari.

Akari classified Echizen as a naturally antisocial person, which was not incorrect to some extent. She shrugged it off and began to do her homework.

"I'm not an idiot…" Echizen mumbled after some silence, clearly having wanted to get that out of the way. It was such an immature act that Akari had to let out a laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Ryoma glared. "…I'm not an idiot," he added. The boy's stubborn pride made Akari laugh even harder.

"A…ha…haha… sorry. Nothing."

"Better be," Ryoma scowled and looked away again. But after a while, he found his eyes slipping back to the girl once in a while. She had long, brown hair that gathered and hung at the right side of her chest, a ribbon tied almost at the tip. Soft, brown eyes which still managed to be intelligent. Not eye-candy pretty in the conventional sense, but the air around her was a little superior. A little beautiful.

"Ryoma, stop looking at my daughter and answer this question please!" A sharp voice rang across the classroom, startling the boy.

Goddamn it. I wasn't looking at her!

"Uh… The answer is…" Ryoma tried to make out an acceptable sentence as Akari looked away. The boy's attempts at history failed miserably. Mrs. Asato sighed.

"Echizen-kun, you'll need to be treated specially. With that on note, Akari, would you like to go home on wednesdays without waiting for my detention?" asked. Akari jumped and beamed.

"Re-really mother? Of course!"

"On one condition- instead of attending detention, you'll privately tutor Echizen-kun every wednesday. If you can pull his grades up to a B-, I'll let you go home without waiting for my detentions- forever."

Both Ryoma and Akari shivered.

"No!" Both of them shouted at once.

"For one- Akari, if you don't accept, then you're stuck in my detentions for the rest of your school life. And also, Echizen-kun, you have no choice if Akari decides to accept the offer." Mrs. Asato smiled. She might actually be able to get this slacker off her back.

"Asato," Ryoma glared at Akari, addressing her by her name for the first time, "you better not. I have better things to do than take lessons from someone in the same class as me."

Akari pondered the problem. The more she thought about it, the stronger her conclusion became that it was a great offer. Detention had been her pet peeve for all those years. The boy couldn't be that stupid- if she worked hard, he could pull off a B- in maybe two months. And then would come her detention-free days. She could take the bus home alone! By herself!

"I'll take it." She said. "Better work your ass off, Echizen," she hissed to the side.

"Asato-!" Ryoma's eyes flared as he stood up from his chair.

"Enough, Echizen-kun. How lovely, maybe you can even tutor my daughter in English. See you both next week!" Mrs. Asato smiled, not letting anything drop.

Thank you, the story will go through very short and (hopefully) many chapters.

For those of you who want to picture Akari, here's her hairstyle: in the picture in the link below, her hair is the first from the second row.

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Her hair is a little too softy-beauty for her rather sharp character, but I liked it!

Let me know what you think!