Demyx glared at Luxord across the table, taped securely to one of the stools in the classroom. Luxord was desperately trying to keep the laughter that desperately wanted to be free from his lips. One of their friends, Axel, had study hall this period, and Xigbar just happened to be his study hall teacher. So, he was finishing one of his projects. The pyro was putting something in the kiln, no gloves on. He was thoroughly amused when Demyx had been brought into the room on Xigbar's back. Now Xigbar was at his desk, though he occasionally mingled with the group. It was 15 minutes until the end of class when Demyx finally decided to speak up,

"Can I go before the bell rings?"

But Luxord grinned, shaking his head. Scowling, Demyx began,

""You little ba-"

But Xigbar came behind him, bopping Demyx on the head and snapping,

"Hey! No bad language, please!"

Demyx spat at him,

"you're a teacher! You shouldn't be supporting this!"

Xigbar raised an eyebrow, looking sternly at Demyx. He turned away, saying after a pause,

"You're lunch is with me. Yeah, I'm a pretty lax teacher, but I'm not short on discipline."

Anger being replaced by disappointment, Demyx whined,

"Whaaaaat?!"

"Come here during your lunch, or I'll find you. Got it, kiddo?"

Xigabr said, a small smirk appearing on his face. Luxord and Axel were chuckling, and Axel winked at Demyx. Flushing, Demyx scowled, looking at his shoes. He would be in this classroom three times today. Sweet.

~*~

Slowly making his way towards Xigbar's ceramics room in the beginning of his first period, Demyx sighed. His lunch was a huge bag of goldfish crackers and a thermos of coffee, but he didn't feel hungry anymore… Coming to the door, he raised a hand to knock. Demyx paused, then knocked tentatively. After a moment, he decided to push the door open a little. Demyx peeked through, seeing nobody and lights off inside. Taking a step forwards, Demyx was about to ask if anyone was there. But the lights were suddenly turned on, and Xigbar popped up behind him, shouting,

"BOO!!"

Demyx shrieked, almost dropping his thermos. Xigbar burst out laughing, saying,

"Gets ya every time! You're so easy to scare, kiddo!"

He continued to laugh, tears welling in the corner of his eye. Composing himself, Demyx stuttered crossly,

"Y-you're the weirdest teacher I've ever met… why do you do that?!"

Calming down, Xigbar said with a grin,

Because it's fun! Especially on you."

Glowering, Demyx went to a stool and sat down. Grabbing a handful of goldfish, he stuffed them into his , taking a sip of coffee, he sat there, silent. He noticed Xigbar go over to the kiln, open it, and pick up something from within it. Demyx's eyes widened, seeing a sculpture in Xigbar's gloved hands. It looked like a dragon coiling around a large egg. Demyx sat up straighter, asking,

"Wow, who made that? Axel?"

Scoffing, Xigbar said, setting the sculpture down on a counter,

"Nah, that pyro can't do something this detailed. He doesn't have the attention span for it."

"So… did you make it?"

Demyx inquired skeptically, looking at Xigbar, who nodded and said sheepishly,

"Cha, I'm the teacher! I should be good at this stuff to teach, anyway…!"

A new respect for Xigbar came into Demyx's mind, and he asked,

"… Can I work on my project while I'm in here?"

Chuckling, Xigbar said,

"Sure ya can. Hop on it!"

Smiling widely, Demyx dashed over to the cabinet where his project was, taking it out and bring it to the table. Xigbar looked at him, then pointed out,

"I could help you if you come over here, kiddo."

"Really?"

Demyx looked up, brightening. Then, he grabbed his stuff and went to sit by Xigbar.