A/N: So...this is the wrong way to cheat on a test. Seriously. Two words: EPIC FAIL. But of course, that doesn't stop our friend Shigure!
Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket
Shigure sat at his desk, staring face to face with yet another test he had not studied for. It was a wonder how he wasn't totally failing the grade!
He hadn't prepared for another test-this was a surprise test. There was no Ayame to help him escape, no Hatori to come pick him up, and no plan.
Mentally, the dog groaned as he laid his head on his table, obstructing his view of the quiz sheet. He was disgusted with it. It just sat there, acting all innocent; taunting him. Oh, Shigure, come on! it seemed to say. Answer a question! You're going to fail anyways!
He was about to just start checking off random answers when the idea came to him. He grinned that evil, mischievious grin that belonged to only him and Ayame. The grin that said to anyone and everyone who saw it, He's planning something. Run.
He raised his hand, looking very innocent. What a contradiction; Shigure, innocent. Nevertheless, the teacher walked over to him, raising an eyebrow.
"What is it, Sohma-kun?" he said, falling hook, line, and sinker for the false guilessness.
"Actually, Sensei," he said, pouring every ounce of distress he could muster into his voice. "I have a question." He looked around, and beckoned the teacher closer. "What's the answer to this question?" He pointed to the first of the twenty problems on the sheet. The teacher smiled the way kindergarden teachers smile at young children who want to know something that is seemingly obvious.
"I'm not going to tell you!" he said, laughing. "You've gotta figure it out on your own, Sohma-kun, you know that!" He walked away, leaving Shigure sighing, but not quite through with his gag yet. He waited five minutes. Eleven; twelve; thirteen; fourteen...fifteen! He raised his hand again, replacing his innocent look. Once again, the teacher got up from his chair, coming over to him.
"What is it now, Sohma-kun?" Shigure pointed to the first question.
"You know you really want to give me the answer to this question." The teacher stared at him for a moment.
"Um...no, I don't. And you need to hurry! This class is only 80 minutes long and you haven't even started yet." Shigure grinned slyly at the teacher as he began to walk away.
"Come on, Sensei!" he tried again. "You know you should give me the answer so I can start my test! You'd be my favoritest Sensei ever!" The teacher gave him a stern look, but the dog didn't waver in his resolve. He wondered briefly if his teacher was actually contemplating giving him the answer.
"No! Sohma-kun it was funny for a while but now this joke is getting old. And you need to start the test if you want to have any chance at passing, because you've only got forty-five minutes left and you've wasted enough time with your nonsense!" Shigure raised his eyebrows in mock astonishment, before feigning tearing up at the man's discipline.
"Sensei!" he whined, but the teacher was already at his desk. He sat at his desk, looking lost for a while until the bell rang.
"Did you finish, Shigure?" the teacher asked as Shigure walked up to his desk to turn his test in. The dog in question looked around frantically beffore pulling a pencil out of his coat pocket.
"No, now come on and just tell me which are which!"