Nikko: Hiya!
Ikuto: Yo.
Amu: Nikko is writing another chappie! Yay! Check out her new story/1-shot!
Ikuto: Ya..
Amu: Be happier about it!
Ikuto: YAY! Now get to the story.
Nikko: Well, I don't own Shugo Chara though I wish I did.
Totally Unexpected Deal
*Recap*
"Yo." He said, without turning around.
"How did you know I was there?" I asked curiously, making my way towards him.
"I have cat instincts." He turned around with a smirk on his face.
It was the man Kukai almost hit earlier.
*End of Recap*
I quickly came back to reality from my thoughts. He doesn't seem to remember me from earlier. "Well, I'm Hinamori Amu. Nice to meet cha."
"Tsukiyomi Ikuto."
"I will be showing you around the school."
"Kay."
I walked him through around the school. First the cafeteria, then the gym, since he seemed like a gym person. After the gym, I lead him around the hallways, from the ninth grade hall to the twelfth grade hall. I decided to get to know him, since we had about 20 minutes left before class starts.
"What subject do you teach?" I asked Ikuto.
"Violin. You?"
"Guitar and sometimes a sub for P.E. and I monitor you teaching sometimes."I grinned. "How old are you?"
"21. You?"
"That's kinda rude don't ya think? I mean I am a lady after all."
"Not at all. You seem more like a teen girl to me."
I puffed my cheeks and pouted with my arms crossed below my chest. "Bully."
He chuckled. "See what I mean?"
"No."
"You still haven't answered my question. How old are you?"
"16."
"See, I was right, you are a teen. WAIT! 16? Aren't you supposed to be in college?"
"No, I skipped a few grades."
"Uh huh, so did you learn to drive yet?"
"Nope. Don't need to. Have a driver."
"Right."
BRRRRIIINNNNG!
"Well, time to get teaching. Cya." I stood up and went to room A19.
"Bye!" I heard him say after me.
When I opened the classroom door, I saw about 15~20 students. About 10 of them were practicing while the rest were tuning their guitars by ear. The room had a place for guitars to lie; it was painted black and white with guitars. There were also posters with guitar information on the wall that I putted there a week before today; the desks were lined in rows of 6. Three guitars were hanging on the wall, one was black and aqua, another one was orange in the middle and black for the rest, the last one was white with a golden boarder. Extra guitar picks were in a tiny bowl, there were ones for sell in another that was labeled '50 cents each.' Extra guitar strings were curled up into a circle and are put into packages that hung to the pin attached to the wall, they were separated by thickness and color. There was red, blue, violet, orange, yellow, green, gold, and silver ones. Two desktops sat on a long table, and a printer was in between them. I walked into the classroom, and heard wolf-whistling again. 'Ms. Hinamori' I wrote on the chalk board, and then I heard gasps.
"Anything wrong?" I asked the class.
Everyone's shot up into the air. "Yes?" I asked again.
"YOU'RE A TEACHER?" The whole class shouted.
"No, I'm just here because I want to be, I teach though."
"Oh."
"Umm..insert sarcasm?" I stated.
"WHAT? BUT YOU LOOK LIKE YOUR 16!"
"I am 16? NOW SHUT THE &$%# UP OR AT LEAST LOWER YOUR VOLUME!"
"Yes ma'am."
"Good. Anyways, as I was saying the name is Ms. Hinamori. The famous magazine writer, Hinamori Midori is my mother, and the world known bird photographer, Hinamori Tsumugu is my father. Any questions?"
A student named Kai Kaneko raised his hand, "Ya, why are we stuck with the freshmen and sophomore nubs (no offence if you are a freshman or sophomore)?"
"Would you rather be with seniors who would beat you up?" I challenged. I introduced myself and began class.
Ikuto's P.O.V.
I sat in the teacher's lounge waiting till third period, when I have to start teaching, my first and second periods are off. Then, I began to doze off.
Amu's P.O.V.
First and second period went by fast, now I have to go to Ikuto's class to make sure he's teaching correctly. I grabbed my violin and headed to the violin room. When I got there, Ikuto wasn't in the room. There are still 3 minutes left before class starts. He should be here by then. I looked around the classroom. It looked similar to my classroom. There was a place for where violins can be put at in case students leave them here or they don't feel like carrying it around the school. The room was painted midnight blue and pale pink. There were extra strings in packages, too, but not in different colors, just plain boring silver and gold. A violin was leaning against the desk, and a viola was under the desk. I'm guessing he can play both violin and viola, I mean, they are pretty similar right? I can only play the basic of violin, not very good at it either, guitar, but if you count randomly pressing notes on a piano or keyboard playing it, then I can play piano and a keyboard too.
BRRRRRINNNNNG
The bell rang and students started coming into the class, but there was still no signs of Ikuto. Where is he?
Ikuto's P.O.V.
No! Mama, papa, don't leave me! I was holding my baby sister as I screamed for my mom and dad to stop going in a 5 year-old body. Then I woke up, I yawned and glanced at my watch. 9:43,no worries, I still have..
CRAP I'M LATE FOR 3rd PERIOD! I ran to the violin classroom door, and regain my composure before opening the door to see Amu introducing herself to the class. Nice going Ikuto, late to the classroom on the first day of school..
Nikko: Wooot! I'm done!
Amu: -Hands a bag of chips and Sprite- Goodjob!
Nikko: -Accepts offer and starts munching away- Fawnz(Translation: Thanks)
Ikuto: -Laugh at Nikko's tired and stuffed mouth-
Nikko and Amu: Fuddup Riko(Translation: Shut up Ikuto)/Shut up Ikuto!
Ikuto: -Stops laughing-
Amu: It's only about 950 words, but it's close enough to 1000, Nikko says.
Ikuto, Amu, and Nikko: Ya, so R&R and checkout The Memories and answer/help improve this/that story!
P.S. Ya, I was about to make this the longer version of The Memories, but ehh I got a new idea so I just posted The Memories, check it out!
