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"Ise-san...Ise-san...ISE-SAN...ISE NANAO!" Nanao jumped from her seat. She looked around as everyone in the room laughed at her expense. Nanao curiously looked around the room. Was she in a classroom? "Still asleep are we?"

"No sir." Nanao looked at the man standing at the front of the room. Was he standing in front of a chalk board? Where was she?

"Well, since you so obviously see no need to pay attention in class. Can you tell me what this kido will do when cast?" Nanao looked at the man, that looked very similar to her kido teacher from the academy, then at the formula written on the baord.

Nanao thought back to that class. She remembered a kido similar to this formula, or was it the same. A few things seemed to be missing from it. She could see everyone turning to look at her and the teacher grow impatient.

"Well? What do you think Ise-san?" Nanao locked eyes with the teacher. Her jaw nearly dropped. One green and one blue eye. Exactly like her old kido teacher.

So she took a shot at it. "It will make Sakura petals fall from the air and create the scent of Sakura petals." Nanao knew her old teacher would pester her if she didn't sound confident. But it wasn't her fault she wasn't confident in her academy days. She would have just found out about her mother.

The teacher's face lit up in surprise. "That is correct." He was about to continue, but noticed the student still hadn't reseated herself. "Is there a problem?"

"It won't work." Nanao spoke flatly. She knew it was either she would get a detention, or the whole class would get an extensive project to do that night. So she decided to take the heat.

The class snickered as the teacher huffed in disbelief. "It will work. And I will show you." The teacher began performing the kido. But soon found himself in a dust cloud and lying on his back. The kido had blown up in his face. But he had expected that. What he hadn't expected was a student to call him out on his mistake.

"Looks like you were right, Nanao-chan." Nanao looked towards the person sitting beside her. She was completely shocked to see a child Ichimaru Gin. "What's the matter? Ya forgot who I was while you was sleepin?" Gin gave his fellow prodigy a closed eye smirk. She was just as smart, if not smarter than, him. But she didn't like to bring attention to herself.

Nanao was drawing a blank. She didn't remember him being in her class. Or was he? She didn't like remembering her academy days. "Of course not, Ichimaru-kun." Nanao looked back towards the front of the room as the teacher brushed himself off as he stood.

"Now then class. It seems I have made an error. Ise-san? Would you mind coming up and correcting my mistake?" The teacher smiled at his most kido capable student. He knew she was the best in the class. And that she preferred not to draw attention to herself.

Nanao looked down nervously as everyone continued to stare at her. She made her way down the stairs slowly. 'When did all of the desks get a tall?' Nanao got to the front a took the piece of chalk the teacher handed her. She looked up at the chalkboard curiously. 'When did I become to short for a chalkboard?'

'Lets just say you just regressed back a bit.' Nanao frowned at her zanpakutou. 'We'll explain later.' Nanao frowned more when she heard Chishitoge begin to snicker.

"Would you like a chair to stand on, Ise-san?" The teacher could see her wondering how she was going to reach certain parts of the formula.

"That would be helpful. Thank you, sensei." Nanao couldn't remember his name, but she hoped she wouldn't have to.

She stood awkwardly as he brought a stool over for her to stand on. Nanao easily climbed the stool. Once she was stable, she began going through the formula again. She fixed mistakes and added pieces as she went through it. It took her about five minutes till she was done and climbed down from the stool.

"Thank you, Ise-san. You may take your seat again." The teacher beamed at his top student. She could easily graduate that year. Along with her fellow prodigy that was also in his class.

Nanao bowed before climbing the stairs back to her seat. She sat down and kept her eyes on the teacher. She didn't want to draw anymore attention to herself.

"Now then. Let's try what Ise-san has corrected." The teacher didn't need to examine her corrections. He knew at first glance that it was right. He performed the kido. Soon light pink petals were falling on the students. "Class dismissed for the day. And can you see me after your last class today, Ise-san?" He wanted to congratulate her. And tell her not to jump ahead of the class by too much.

"Yes sensei." Nanao collected her books and stood to leave.

"Ain't that sad." Nanao looked at Gin curiously. "Even though ya got it right, ya still got a detention. That sucks." Gin smiled at the girl, she seemed different from the other day.

Nanao clutched her books to her chest. "I should have said nothing and let sensei explain what was wrong. I spoke out of line."

"I thought it was much better with ya correctin' him." Gin smiled as he walked beside Nanao out of the classroom. "Do ya want me ta break you out? We are the youngest. So we gotta stick together."

Nanao smiled at him. "Thanks Ichimaru-kun. But I don't think it will be that bad. Kido is my strong point after all."

Gin smirked and opened his eyes slightly. "Keepin' quiet is also a strong point. Why ya suddenly comin' out of yer shell? This is also the first time yer talkin' to me."

Nanao looked away hoping she could come up with a way out of this situation. "Um...well...he...he pointed me out. And the error in his kido was bugging me. And you spoke to me first." Nanao looked at Gin seriously as she adjusted her glasses. She was glad her books were small and light. Otherwise she was sure she would have dropped something.

"Ya got me there. And I was just teasin' ya. No need ta get serious." Gin laughed as they rounded the corner to their next class. "How about ya show what her really made of?"

"What do you mean?" Nanao was worried. What was he planning?

"Beat the teacher as fast as you can." Gin smiled as he watched the teacher placed rags and buckets of water at the edge of the deck.

Nanao looked towards the teacher. He looked like her old Hoho teacher. 'Im just going to assume it is. Considering the last one was.' Nanao sighed as she followed the silver haired boy to the edge of the deck and sat down. 'This is a strange dream.'


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