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A/N: italics means thoughts or emphasis on that particular word. I trust that you will know when is which ;)

Saa, another boring day… Fuji thought as he continued gazing out of the window. This whole week had been quite uneventful despite his energetic teammates; Inui had not been coming with new juices fast enough, Momo and Kaidoh did not quarrel enough, even Eiji seemed to be distracted by something.

Fuji glanced at the subject of his thoughts and found the red head bending studiously over his open textbook – the very picture of an attentive student. Smirking a little, Fuji knew that his best friend could never be that attentive during lessons, even when it was his favorite Japanese history classes. He tore a little piece of paper and scribbled something on it before crushing it up into a little ball and placed it on his desk.

Hmm, back to his thoughts, what could Eiji be distracted with? A few random things ran through the tensai's mind before he decided confidently. Relationships – 95.3 percent. Whoa, all those hanging out with Inui had made Fuji sound like Inui himself. 78 percent of the outsiders will think that they (Fuji and Inui) were a couple, (A/N: Heh, got you!) but Fuji had only recently started hanging out with the Data-man because of…

"Kikumaru, please answer page number 253, question exercise part b."

With his usual grace, Fuji flicked the paper ball onto Eiji's table and was rewarded with a grateful smile. The tensai smiled back and looked out of the window again. Now, that sixth sense of his told him something interesting was going to happen.

"Eh, the answer to the question… is… time to pay atten…" Gales of laughter drowned the rest of Eiji's (wrong) answer.

"Kikumaru, I would really prefer you to pay attention to the class instead of daydreaming."

Fuji could feel the death glare on him, no, make that death glares; since both the sensei and Eiji were glaring at him – for daydreaming and sabotaging respectively. Fuji turned and gave Eiji an innocent smile, but was returned with a cold glare. Feeling a little hurt, the troublemaker turned and shrugged at the teacher, "The answer is 37 tan 2..."

The teacher gaped, flicked through the Sensei's answer booklet and gasped. He had actually only taught until page 184, but he had been so irritated with the class's inattentiveness that he had chose a what-he-thought-was-an-impossible-question for them to answer. 0.1 percent chances of expecting the correct answer, 89 percent of being shocked to silence and 98.6 percentthat Inui is a bad influence, Fuji thought smugly.

The teacher, meanwhile, was quite traumatized; should he reprimand Fuji for daydreaming in class? Should he reprimand Fuji for answering when he was not asked? Should he reprimand Fuji for giving the correct answer – was that even possible? Luckily, the bell rang for the end of the lesson. He quickly gathered up his books and fairly dashed out of the classroom. Lesson learnt - Never cross a Fuji.

Eiji, still fuming over the dirty trick that Fuji played on him, dumped everything in his bag, grabbed his bento and rushed out of the class. Fuji sighed and wondered just how many minutes would pass before Eiji would finally forgive him. Absorbed in his own thoughts as he packed his things, the tensai did not notice the paper ball flying towards him till it was too late. Bouncing lightly off his glossy brown locks, he looked up to see the red head waiting impatiently for him.

"Nyah Fujiiii, how long are you going to mope over there? I'm hungry and I heard O'chibi has got lots of cakes from his fan girls nyah! I want to have my share before that Momo eat everything!"

Well, guess his earlier calculations was slightly off, make that seconds instead of minutes, looked like it would take some practice to reach Inui's level of expertise. (A/N: All this mentioning of Inui in Fuji's thoughts might just increase the probability of readers thinking they were an item to 81.3 percent instead of 78 percent.) Fuji smiled serenely and followed his best friend to the canteen.

Maybe it was a bad idea, Fuji thought as he looked at the way Momo and Eiji were gobbling down the cakes. He picked daintily at his spicy lunch, trying to hide a twitch as a mouthful of crumbs was sprayed across the tabletop when that greedy pair were arguing for a piece of cake.

One would think that they went without food for days, Fuji thought as he played around with his food a little, ignoring the nudging and giggling. "Hey Fuji-sempai!" a mouthful of crumbs sprinkled onto the tensai's lunch, another twitch. With limited patience, he looked up at the culprit, determined to scare the beep out of him by showing his sapphire eyes and…

"Fuji-sempai, would you…eh… like seafood?" Momo asked in halting English. Eiji giggled a little while Echizen looked away at somewhere else muttering his trade phrase.

Surprised by the weird question, Fuji raised a delicate eyebrow. There must be something weird when Momo tried to speak in a language he was poor at, let alone the intensity of Eiji's staring. Before Fuji could react, he was greeted with two open mouths full of food.

"Ahhh! See food! Muahahaha" the ridiculous pair exchanged a high-five while Echizen and Fuji both lost their appetites, not to mention greatly embarrassed as many people were staring at them. Both of them looked wordlessly at each other and then away while the bottomless pits started munching on the cakes again. Never was Fuji so relieved when lunch break was over, making a mental note not to follow Eiji to any food spree, he pulled the overly-bloated Kikumaru along.

"Nyah… I think I ate a little too much Fuji… I don't feel well." Fuji was hardly sympathetic as he recalled the number of cakes Eiji cramped down. Okay, maybe a little; scratch hardly, he relent the tiniest bit as he saw Kikumaru's adorable pout… "I take you to the nurse."

After depositing Eiji at the sickbay, he strolled back to class, pretending not to notice the way girls swerved round to ogle at him. However, pretending not to notice the way boys were ogling at him was not a very easy task. Hence, the person-whom-so-many-people-were-admiring turned his attention to the notice boards along the corridors.

That was when a particular poster caught his attention. His smile grew wider as he took in the details. Humming a little, he walked off briskly to his classroom, never noticing how the girls immediately swarmed to where he was previously standing, looking at that poster.

"Opal's Grooming Session"

What will happen next?
Will Fuji hatch some weird plans to relieve his boredom?
If so, how would he entertain himself?
What does Opal's Grooming Session got to do with this?
What is distracting Eiji?

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