"Yo, Yukio!" I exclaimed in a loud silvery voice, with a smile plastered on my lips as I walked into the classroom, plopping down on the Kaijō basketball team captain's desk, looking at him with big innocent eyes.

"W-What do you want this time, Saori?" the black haired asked, his thick eyebrows slightly narrowed, whereupon I simply blinked at him innocently. "Hm, what do you mean?" I questioned, still pretending that me coming to him was just a normal thing, with no intentions of any kind behind it, but sadly Kasamatsu did not fall for it.

"Alright, alright! I need help with my math homework." I finally said. "Again?" he sighed, pinching his nose bridge, probably having flashbacks of his last attempt to help me with this subject. "Come on, don't be like that, you know that I suck at this!" I mumbled, with puffed up cheeks, whereupon another sigh escaped Kasamatsu's lips, before he finally took out his math notes, resigning himself to his fate of having to help me with mathematics till the end of this school year - or till the end of my academic career.

"Ah, thank you, Yukio!" I said with a big grin before taking my notebook out of my backpack, starting to copy his homework. "W-Would you mind, Saori?" Kasamatsu mumbled with cheeks flushed in deep red, since I still hadn't climbed off his desk, and the other classmates slowly started to stare. "Ah, sure-" I began, as Moriyama's voice suddenly reached my ears, interrupting me.

"Please stay there, Saori-chan." he said, giving me a thumbs up, while squatting down in front of Kasamatsu's seat, trying to get a glimpse at what's beneath my skirt. "Yoshitaka, that's enough!" Kasamatsu yelled, jumping up from his seat, before taking out his warm up jacket and throwing it over my legs, whereupon a loud chuckle escaped my throat.

"Saori-chan." Moriyama began again, even though Kasamatsu just grabbed him by his collar, pulling him down to his height to yell at him. "I can help you with math too!" he added, giving me a wink, as a laugh escaped my lips and with the sound of it one of the first-years suddenly ran into our classroom.

"Who's that?" Moriyama wondered, as we all faced the boy, waiting for him to finally start talking. "Hey, are you lost here, kid?" Kobori suddenly asked him, placing his hand on the first-year's shoulder, causing the poor boy to get half an heart attack. Kobori might be really calm and nice and the person that always stays out of the spotlight and trouble, yet his height must have scared the kid, making him look like nothing more but a small shivering Chihuahua next to the third-year.

"I-I simply w-wanted to give Shionji-senpai the s-snacks she asked f-for-!" the first year stuttered, like a child with stage fright that was forced to present something in front of class, as I immediately pricked up my ears. I almost forgot.

"Really?" I asked, eyes sparkling up by the sight of the small white plastic bag in the boys hand, whereupon I jumped off Kasamatsu's seat walking over to my kouhai.

"You were way faster than I thought!" I said, bending a little down, before brushing one lock of his hair behind his ear, causing his eyes to widen. "Thank you, darling!" I nearly whispered in a soft spoken voice, face so close our nose tips were barely touching, emphasizing the last word, causing the first year to flush in a deeper shade of scarlet red then Kasamatsu when he normally tries to talk to girls, before I finally took the plastic bag out of his hands and walking back to my new seat, leaving the almost entranced male behind me.

"Saori.." Kasamatsu mumbled, pinching his nose bridge again, as I plopped down on his desk again, inspecting the plastic bag. "Stop using the first-years as your delivery boys!" the basketball captain lectured me, as I simply grabbed his arm, placing one Nikuman in the palm of his hand, before giving Moriyama and Kobori one as well.

"Yukio! Don't mind!" I said in English, giving him the OK sign, whereupon his eyes narrowed a slightly. "Don't Dont Mind! me! Get your food next time yourself!" he grumbled, as I only gave him a nod, pretending to be listening to his words, before taking a bite of my own steamed pork bun.

Being a female senpai sure has it's benefits.