I do not own Sengoku Basara - Capcom does (they do, right?)

Girls n' boys, don't get all berserk on me. I was planning to do something more generic than this, but it was a lot harder than I thought it would be. So I set the story on modern mode (since it was much easier and convenient that way), and I came up with this. Enjoy reading, if you would :D

Her traveling eyes stopped when she saw what she saw at her 10 o'clock – was she seeing clearly? Yukimura and Masamune within a five feet radius? Now that was rare. It was surprising that there wasn't a fight happening over there, when Yukimura and Masamune were visible within each other's "rival" radar.

Sanada Yukimura, first year, strong-spirited and ever lively judo club team vice captain was with his captain, Takeda Shingen. He was talking real loud that Kasuga could hear everything he was saying. A table apart from them sat Date Masamune, another first year - the skilled, yet arrogant kendo club team captain. He was with his vice captain Katakura Kojuro, and two wooden swords, probably theirs, were placed on the table before them. They looked like the damn yakuza because of that. The two guys looked ridiculously cool, and any girl would have surely melted because of all their manly charm, but Kasuga wasn't one of those girls. She was rather unaffected by all those pheromones. Well, not entirely, because the moment she saw Uesugi Kenshin approaching a table nearby, she started blushing furiously.

Kasuga was overwhelmed by Kenshin, by his beauty, by the almost noble way he presented himself. Not to mention his academic, and sword-handling skills. How could a guy be so perfect? The question ran through her mind again.

"Kasuga-chan." Sasuke called from across the table, waking Kasuga from her trance-like state. He had been observing her for a while now, and knew that she was looking, like any other girl would, at the popular guys near them.

"What is it?" she asked, the flush on her beautiful face seemingly becoming redder than it already was.

"You know Kenshin-kun could melt with the way you're staring at him." Sasuke said flatly, handed a piece of paper to Kasuga, then returned to where he sat a while ago. "You brat!" she exclaimed, getting everyone's attention. She hated how he got on her nerves most of the time, even if all he ever did was speak. She looked at the many pair of eyes on her, and she wished she could disappear now, especially since Kenshin had probably witnessed that fit of temper she had just now. She looked at Kenshin's direction, and saw his tantalizing blue eyes on her. Too embarrassing, this is too embarrassing.

Luckily, the librarian wasn't around and didn't hear Kasuga's loud cry just now. She was relieved, and felt less embarrassed now. Looking around again, she noticed that the students seemed to have lost interest on her sudden outburst. She looked at the paper Sasuke had handed a while ago, seeing the numbers and symbols written there but not really processing them on her mind.

When she had a better look at the paper, she noticed that all of his answers were correct. Sasuke-kun's getting better every single time I tutor him, Kasuga thought, quite annoyed. You read it right, she was tutoring, although his attitude seemed more of a problem than his studies, Sarutobi Sasuke, a judo club member whose name she saw often in the school paper. He was one of the speedier guys in the club, and it was no wonder he had bagged many gold medals from various competitions.

When she turned the paper to look at his answers to the other problems, she saw a rough sketch of herself, all dreamy-looking, complete with half-lidded eyes and a series of slanted lines on both her cheeks to signify a blush. That guy! she screamed internally, looking at his direction – he sat on a chair and watched one of Yukimura and Shingen's antics without interest. He was not looking her way, but it almost felt as if he knew, creepy.

She was really furious – first, the thing about the way she looked at Kenshin, now, a sketch of a madly in-love girl that was her. Maybe next time he'll reveal her secret, of how obsessed she was with Kenshin, to everyone? Curse that Sasuke.

Kasuga looked at her watch, it was already 5 o'clock! She had to hurry, she couldn't skip class just because she had the chance of seeing Kenshin a little more closely. And Sasuke's beating could wait a little longer. Hurriedly, she stood from her seat and hauled her bag from the table, exiting the library in a brisk walk because she was almost late for the next class.

She stood outside the classroom, seeing that the professor had already entered the classroom. She was doomed – Ms. Nou didn't allow late comers entering the classroom. So she stood there, like a helpless little girl would, thinking how she could enter the room. Then she saw Nobunaga walking towards her direction, and watched him as he approached. "Nou-Sensei's already inside." Kasuga said matter-of-factly, almost on impulse. Surely he knew that Ms. Nou didn't entertain late comers, so why was he all calm about it? From where she stood, Nou could see Kasuga and Nobunaga through the small glass window in the door. Late kids. She excused herself from the class and walked out of the room. Outside, she questioned the two as to why they were late.

"I was on tutoring duty at the library. It seemed that we had a little overtime. Sorry ma'am, it wouldn't happen again." Kasuga said confidently to her professor. Ms. Nou's eyes were serious and her gaze was hard that it was quite difficult to keep eye contact with her as she spoke. "And you?" Nou asked as she turned to look at Nobunaga. "We just finished the student council meeting, Nou-Sensei." Nodding, Nou let Kasuga and Nobunaga enter, which was a first. The students inside were all noisy, surprised to see them enter. Kasuga was saved, and it was all thanks to Nobunaga, she thought, because she saw a while ago how Ms. Nou's eyes seemed to soften upon hearing his voice. It was only short-lived, but there was definitely a difference – her eyes seemed less-serious and more relaxed as she listened to him.

"Thanks." Kasuga mouthed to Nobunaga as they entered. He merely looked at her, not acknowledging the simple thank you even by nodding. She was slightly annoyed, how cold could the student council president get? She had great respect for him, no doubt about that, but it was for this attitude of his that Kasuga didn't like him very much.

The class started, not that she arrived on time, and ended just the same as it had always, but Kasuga felt unsettled all throughout the period, as if something bad was going to happen sooner or later.

She walked out of the classroom hurriedly, the noise of the students from her class too loud to tolerate, but she did anyway. Although tired from earlier morning's judo training at her grandpa's, Kasuga had no time to waste - her aunt would go berserk if she came home late by even five minutes.

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