Author's Note~! **Please Read Before Moving On**
Hey! It's me, Pawprints in the Snow. And this isn't my story.. exactly. See, I adopted it, from a new friend, Oak-chan. She was writing this wodnerful tale, and then decided to abandon it for quite a few valid reasons. It was left open for adoption and.. Ta~da! I am now the proud owner. xD However, I cannot take credit for the first eight chapters - those are strictly her work. I only have them up here for the readers, so that way you all don't get confused why it starts with chapter nine. xD However, I would appreciate it if you gave your support for the first eight chapters to the original story, which is still up on Oak-chan's profile. I'm sure she'd appreciate it, too. (Also, all of HER original AN's will be on her story, so if you want tor ead those, check outthe edition on her profile.) Thanks so much for reading this! I'll letyou enjoy Fubuki's crazy antics now. :)

Super-spy; Agent Fubuki reporting for duty! Fubuki grinned as he watched his unwitting targets from the grate in the air vent he was currently crammed into. There they were, standing in the now deserted classroom.

"So, uh, Johan!" Judai grinned nervously. "How'd you do on, the, uhh…..test?"

"The one you slept through?" Johan raised an eyebrow. "Fine….I think."

"So…."

"Hmmm…."

Silence.

"Well, this is awkward!" Judai laughed. "Wanna head back to the dorms?"

"Sure!"

"Hey, you could sleep over tonight!"

Fubuki's eyes widened. Yesss!

"So, uhh, Judai?" Johan asked nervously, for some reason fiddling with the sleeves on his shirt. Judai nodded.

"Yeah?"

"I was wondering if, you, uhh… wanted to maybe…"

Yes, yes, YES!

"….Johan?" Judai was blushing slightly now, while Johan still wouldn't make eye-contact.

"I was wondering if maybe you wanted to…. Go….out…."

Judai blinked. "To…..?"

"Never mind!" Johan yelled, a little louder than he meant to. The blunette blushed furiously while Fubuki's jaw dropped.

NOOOOOOOO!

"NOOOOOOO!" Fubuki yelled, falling forwards in an anime-style faceplant. Only since he was looking down through the grates, it collapsed underneath him and he fell through into the classroom.

BANG!

"OWWW!"

Johan and Judai glanced down at Fubuki, who had somehow managed to slam onto the floor, missing all the desks, and was now in a rather worrying position, like his skeleton had been somewhat rearranged in the impact.

"…..are you okay?" Judai asked, kneeling down besides the older brunette. He gave Fubuki a tentative poke. "…I think he's dead."

Johan tapped his head with his boot. No response. Harder tap. Slight groan. Johan grinned and brought his foot back, ready to hit Fubuki full-on with a huge kick.

Fubuki's eyes widened, and he leapt upright and backwards to get away from the blunette. He slammed into the desks, and fell over backwards, landing in an undignified heap on the floor. "I'm okay!" He called, raising his hand as he pulled himself up. "I am OK!"

Judai laughed a little while Johan just sweatdropped. "What happened?" The brunette asked with a grin.

Fubuki shrugged, now standing up. "I fell through the vents."

Johan tilted his head to one side. "Why were you in the vents?"

"I was watching y-" Pause. Realise. Sweatdrop. "…..I was looking for a dust bunny."

"Oh, okay!" Judai chirped, seeming to accept Fubuki's answer. Johan just shook his head and sighed.

"Are you okay? That looked painful." Johan asked, while Fubuki ran a hand through his now extremely messed-up hair.

"No sweat! I'm fine!" The brunette laughed, then looked at his wrist. "Oh, wow! Lookit the time, gotta go!" He yelled, then rushed out the classroom.

More silence.

"….Fubuki wasn't wearing a watch."

.:…:….:….:.

"Damnit!" Fubuki cursed, flopping onto the bed in his spacious Obelisk Blue senior dorm room. "Those two are so CLUELESS!" He yelled the last part in despair while Yusuke looked up from his homework.

"Johan and Judai?" The amethyst-eyed boy asked boredly.

"Johan and Judai." Fubuki confirmed, then groaned into his pillow. "They were soooo close! But Johan chickened out last minute! He was gonna ask Judai out, I KNOW IT!"

Yusuke spun around on his spinny-chair (you know the ones), chewing on the rubber at the end of his pencil. "So what happened after Johan chickened out?"

"I fell through the vents." Fubuki said, as if this was an everyday occurrence.

"Oh, okay." Yusuke turned back to his homework. Apparently it was an everyday occurrence. On a side thought, Yusuke spun around again. "You didn't break anything?"

Fubuki shook his head. "No. Might've done if Johan had managed to kick me, though. Also a couple of the desks in classroom 305 need replacing."

"I'm not paying."

"…."

"Okay! So now what're you gonna do?"

Fubuki sat up straight, with a resolved and determined look on his face, like a soldier going onto the battlefield. "I don't know!"

Yusuke paused. That was weird. Fubuki always had a plan. "….nothing?"

"Nothing."

"Not even a spark?"

"Not a spark."

"…"

"Wait." Fubuki moved into a meditating position; legs crossed, eyes closed and fingers in that weird circle position. "Ommm… Ommm…"

Yusuke sweatdropped. "I'll leave you to that then."

.:…:Five Minutes Later….:….:.

"I'm getting it! I'm getting a vision!" Fubuki exclaimed after five minutes of avid 'Ommm'ing. Yusuke pulled his head phones off his ears and spun around, once more, to listen.

"Yeah?"

"I see…. I see…." Fubuki paused dramatically, cracking open one eye to see if he had Yusuke's attention.

"You see?" Yusuke questioned. This should be good. Fubuki's ideas were always fanatical.

"I see… a contest!" Fubuki leapt into a standing position, wobbling a little on the mattress. "A contest of epic proportions! The whole school!"

Needless to say, Yusuke wasn't disappointed. "A contest….." He mused. "Duelling?"

Fubuki shook his head. "No!"

"No?"

"That would be too obvious!

"Too obvious for what?"

Fubuki shrugged. "I dunno. Anyway! There could be a whole bunch of segments! Like a scavenger hunt! Or orienteering! Or…dancing!"

"…..dancing." Yusuke repeated.

"Indeed. Dancing." Fubuki confirmed, nodding his head regally.

"….you'll have dancing but you won't have duelling." Yusuke intoned dully.

"Yeah!" Fubuki's eyes started sparkling. "It's foolproof! We could have it all partners and stuff! It would be soooo great! The whole school could get involved!"

Yusuke sighed, shaking his head. "How do you plan to hold a contest like that? For that matter, how're you going to get Samejima's permission?"

Fubuki just wiggled his eyebrows mysteriously. "You'll see….." Then he broke out into evil laughter. "MUHAHAHAHAHA!"

Yusuke just stared at him. "…...oh god."