Don't own School Days, of which this is based off of.
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Sekai blinked and looked around from her impromptu seat in the classroom aisle while Setsuna looked at her with some concern. "Whats wrong Setsuna?"
Setsuna looked at her lifelong friend with concern, "You had been about to say something reguarding your possible feelings Itou-san." She pointedly gazed up in that direction at Itou-san, who she found, was looking right back at her!
Setsuna followed her friend's gaze up to the corner where Itou sat, "He's looking right this way Setsuna." The extroverted girl encouraged her friend, "In fact, if I didn't know any better. I'd say he's looking at you too!"
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Makoto Itou sighed as he changed his phone display from Katsura's picture to one of the standard factory backgrounds, then went to delete the accidental picture. For some reason he couldn't quite place, the girl on the train seemed like a bad idea. It had been just a gut feeling, but he usually trusted in his instincts and this was no exception. He slowly took in the activity around the room. Being it was the first day of classes for the term, the students were given a couple hours to sort themselves out and hash out the mundane stuff.
Such as the electing of a class represenative. Itou blinked at that suddenly thought and looked down toward where the girl he'd saved earlier sat with her friend. Thinking thoughtfully, he realized that the elections for class rep would begin shortly, so he got out a piece of paper and wriote "Kiyoura" on it, then folded it up for later.
He looked up again, catching the eyes of Kiyoura on him. He nodded at her briefly to acknowledge her, then went back to staring out the window, missing the blush Kiyoura now sported as she begrudgingly trudged up to the place beside Itou.
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"I thought Sekai had the biggest crush on Itou-san." Setsuna Kiyoura reflected as she turned away after looking at Itou for a bit longer to look down at her feet. She blinked as the teacher asked for the students to find their seats and started walking up to her place besides Itou. She briefly dwelled on the fact that she could see everyone from where she was now, a very brief thought of being a powerful darkmistress sprang to mind, but was quickly thrown out. She refocused on the fact that she was going to sit down by a person whom she had a growing attraction to and paused to glance at Itou before sitting down next to him.
Said deskmate had just deleted a picture of the girl from the class next door and didn't notice her sitting next to him for a while. He paid attention to what the teacher said about the responsibilities of a class rep, pretty much standard stuff really. His eyes wandered and he glanced at Kiyoura's facial profile, then focused back on his notebook and attempting to listen.
Setsuna was very aware of Itou beside her, mostly because her thoughts kept alternating between the memory of him saving her and encouraging her and the memory of Sekai encouraging her interest in Itou. She couldn't say that she wasn't interested in him, because certainly after being saved and then encouraged by him, she -was- interested. Hearing her name called, Setsuna looked up.
"Are you ok Kiyoura-san? You've been nominated for class rep, do you have any problems with having time for the rank's responsibilities?"
Setsuna nodded, "Yes sensei. I'm confident that I have extra time to spare for being the class if I should be elected." She glanced over at Itou as the teacher nodded and made additional notes.
"Do we have any additional votes for Kiyoura as class rep? Please raise your hands now."
Kiyoura smiled slightly as Itou's hand went up instantly, noting that quite a few hands were up on her behalf. She felt happy, because not only had Itou encouraged her to become class rep, he had also backed up his promise to vote for her.
The teacher nodded and made it official, "Ok, Looks like Kiyoura-san is the new class rep. Would you like to name anyone to be your assistant?"
Setsuna blushed slightly and glanced toward Itou imperceptively, "Yes, I'd like to put forward Itou-san for consideration as my assistant in matters of the class." "And without him, I certainly would not have had the courage to step forward and do this. Thank you Itou-san."
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In Class 1-4, Kotonoha Katsura considered the situation, to be more descriptive, it was a dead heat. Half the class had voted for Otome while the other half, including her opponent and friends, voted for her. The longhaired girl frowned in thought as beside her, Otome did the same.
Both of them were seat at the first row center desk with the teacher presiding. It was a new situation really for Katsura, she was unused to being in the spotlight and was rather softspoken. To her left, Katou Otome did the same, the brunette tended to be loud and bold, also a good leader.
In Katsura's mind, Otome was perfect choice for the class rep position, and suggested that Otome be the class rep while she would be the assistant and pointed out Otome's leaderlike qualities. "Sensei, To break this dead heat, we have two real options. The first is, I feel, the best application considering the opposing personalities my rival and I have. My proposal is that Otome-san be the class rep as she is more outgoing and opinionated then myself. I feel she has good leadership qualities that would be used best in the role as class rep."
Katsura took a deep breath before concluding, "Furthermore, I realize that those who voted for me did so for less then commendable intentions or simply out of spite, both of which are related to how I look." She glanced at Otome smiling slightly, "Its one reason why I nominated you Otome-san, for you are better at motivating people then I would be and that is a valid reason I proposed what I did."
Otome blinked, stunned by the frank way the black haired girl had complimented her. On one hand Katsura was right, but on the other. Katou sighed, she disliked the responsability and the duties of being a class rep. Sadly, the teacher interrupted her thoughts before she could voice them.
The Sensei, who was annoyed at the time spent in choosing a class rep, applauded Katsura's proposal. "Brilliant Katsura-san! I'll make it official now." He was just glad that the issue hadn't dragged on for any longer then it had, because there was still a great deal of material to cover before lunch. "Back to your seats, you two."
The rest of the class groaned quietly and waited for the boredom to end.
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Back in class 1-3, Saionji sat deep in thought over Setsuna and Itou. She was happy that Setsuna was attempting this sort of thing, yes, considering the alternative, Sekai was very happy for Setsuna. After all, she could be stuck behind the pervking as Sekai called him. Weightier matters were at hand however, like the boy Setsuna now sat beside. Sekai liked him, he seemed average and nice, perhaps a bit quiet. Yet, when Setsuna asked her, she just couldn't answer her. Instead she had backpedaled with a "Nevermind." and planted herself next to Hikari.
Sekai frowned as she returned her mind to the present, time was passing too slowly. "How can this be a proper building section class when there's no equipment or tools that should be here?" She idly mused as the teacher droned on about building a bookcase or some such other thing. Slowly but surely, her mind drifted from the subject at hand, to focus on the strange dreams she'd been having lately.
Saionji frowned as she contemplated the dream of last night, it had nearly been a nightmare really. She remembered that it had featured Itou and herself, but then for some strange reason, her dreamself killed Itou. It was a lucky thing she didn't wake up screaming then, for the guy was her crush. She shivered at the intensity of the dream, it had been so clear to her she could almost taste the clarity. It was something she'd have to talk to Setsuna about later.
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Makoto Itou glanced again at the near enigma beside him known as Kiyoura, Setsuna. As far as he could tell, her face revealed things on scale of very little to nothing. The only problem with that was that she seemed to be very stern looking, even when she was not.
He glanced at her again in time to see a quick head movement of her own. He paused, wondering absently if she had been looking in his direction. Then he realized what he was doing and cringed internally, recalling Kiyoura from middle school and her stare that seemed to drive everyone away. It was in this time, that he caught sight of her sidelong glance at him and realized that he might be interested in her. Based on their first real talk however, he knew it would be a challenge that would take a while.
Then the teacher switched tracks, looking straight at Itou and Kiyoura. "You two have a commitee meeting to go Kiyoura-san and Itou-san. Remember to take your lunches with you."
With a duet of "Hai Sensei!", the two made their way down the aisle and out the door. Itou holding the door for Kiyoura before joining her on the way.
"Um, Kiyoura-san, where will you be eating lunch after the meeting?" He tried not to glance over at her as they walked with other commitee members, but failed and sighed internally at her facial mask.
Kiyoura replied with little hesitation, "I will be eating with my friends. You are welcome if you wish to eat with us." She said straight-faced, mentally smiling at the reaction he'd likely give.
Itou blushed a bit, not liking the situation presented to him, "Well, I-I was thinking of eating on the roof today." He scratched the back of his nervously as they entered the commitee gathering room.
Both Itou and Kiyoura sought out where they were placed for class 1-3. It ended up being a table near the back. Kiyoura told him clearly and quietly that they'd finish that conversation later as they took their seats.
That was when Makoto spotted a familiar hair color as well as a familiar hair style a couple rows ahead of them, he cringed again, tensing slightly. His reaction causing Kiyoura to follow his gaze up to where he was looking and resolved to ask him about it later.
Itou frowned as he placed the two girls. "Hmm, Otome? I thought I'd never see her as a class rep. Is the other girl from the train?"
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A/N: So, its a little different so far from the actual series. I've decided that I'll save the lunch and the second half of the day for next chapter. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Tell me if I skipped any words or forgot puncuation in some places please, and I will fix asap. RnR