An easily bored love seeker, Keiji Maeda was lucky enough to get the row of tables placed next to the large windows. Safely hidden under his and using Keiji's school utensils to create a tiny bed was Yumekichi, his tiny little monkey that is often seen sitting on either of Keiji's shoulders.

As the teacher drabbled on and on about the current subject the young male couldn't give a hoot about, as well as some other uninterested students, Keiji let a big yawn out to help sum up his opinion for this lesson. "What a drag...I wonder what Matsu-Neechan's going to make for dinner today..."

Keiji's mouth curled up into a cat like smile as he pondered the endless possibilities his aunt could be making today. Though the thoughts were cut short whilst hearing low volume beeping sounds to his right.

Masamune, sitting a little hunchbacked held his 3DS under his desk, happily wearing out the labels on the buttons with his intense finger pressing skills. No one even batted an eyelash to it.

"Not once have I seen the guy write or even pick up a pencil! JUST...HOW IS HE THE BEST IN THE CLASS...AND GET HIS OWN FAN CLUB!?" His mouth dropped, as his eyes were still fixated on the handheld.

This isn't the first time Masamune's disobeyed the rules of the school. Obviously. Not only does he do in class he did it during his entrance exam. Coincidentally, Keiji had been placed next to him that time as well.

Yep, that's a genius for you.

Although, with that being said, it can't be any worse than sneaking a monkey in your desk.

Keiji couldn't help but to feel a little envious of Masamune. If the situation was reversed, he would've been out the door right now forced to hold two buckets filled with water or even worse.

Thrown out the school.

Keiji made damn sure to take a few notes before fleeing to his next destination as the lunch break started.

As he quietly walked down the hallway Yukimura put to a finger to his bottom lip trying to guess the darker brunette's ulterior motive in his head. That was after curving his body to avoid a possibly exaggerated collision course.

"They were out of melon bread Masamune-Dono, so I got the Yakisoba bread instead! Is that okay?" he carolled, skipping through the opened door swinging the plastic bag back and forth in Masamune's face. The latter finally put his favourite pastime item away and nodded, resting his head in his crossed arms on the desk. "Yeah, I guess—Oi! Yukimura! Stop coming to my classroom randomly!"

As he blinked in confusion, Yukimura's eyes were replaced with two long black lines "But if I don't come here every lunch time, how will I know if you're preparing for Kendo club after school?"

"You're still going on about that? I'm not going."

"EHH! WHY NOT! IT'S LIKE THE BEST THING EVER!" this is when Masamune fully realised the big mistake he had made. The fiery red around Yukimura's body was ready to melt his seat down into a mould and the other close, misfortunate surroundings.

"You're the reason why." Masamune's head went back to rest in his arm pillow, his muffled speech vibrating. Yukimura reverted back to his default look, but with his thick brows downturned. "...I don't understand."

"Heh..." Masamune rolled his tired head to the right, revealing his remaining eye and what's visible from his smug look. "I don't wanna bruise your cute ego you have."

"HEY! My ego isn't cute!" Yukimura punched the desk, hard enough for the bread to hop, and then dragged a finger to his bottom lip musing about how the hell an ego could be considered 'cute'. He slammed the table again, his embarrassment running up and down his skin. "Anyway! There is something more important than my—"

A dismissive hand stopped him. "Yukimura...I'm not going to help you with your homework." Masamune concluded with a sigh. "It's not cool."

"EHH? H...HOW DID YOU KNOW...?"

"Danna, do you not realise how simple you are?" the ever agile Sasuke yawned, resting his heels onto the table, demonstrating his poor table manners. Masamune flinched a tiny bit in contrast to Yukimura jumping out of his seat and his shoulders jolting upwards "GAHH! SASUKE!" he clawed at his uniform chest pocket "You never fail to set my heart off!"

Judging from the only opened window in the room, Sasuke must've jumped through there. You know, because that's how he rolls...

"Bah, Monkey boy's here too? Jesus Christ." Masamune shrugged, still slouching.

Sasuke smiled with a tiny sweat drop evolving onto his dimple, inwardly saying "AGAIN with the monkey boy...?"

"Besides this guy, don't you have any friends in your own class?" Masamune mumbled, trying not to sound too concerned. It was when Yukimura refused to answer his question and pursed his lips, Masamune decided to sit up straight, his blue piercing eye narrowing suspiciously.

"...girls are so weird." Yukimura finally said, clearing any doubts of anything negative happening to himself out of Masamune's head. "That came out of nowhere."

The youngest male succeeded of frightening the other two with another table abusing slap, leaning over to Masamune with his eyes wiggling with fear. "No no! Listen! They said they wanted to dip me in hot sauce and eat me! Are all girls cannibals?"

"M...Maybe they're trying to say you're sweet?" Sasuke hesitantly suggested

Masamune's mouth curled up, mimicking a cat's "Those girls are pathetic. Throwing themselves at Yukimura like that. Ha!" with that remark, Yukimura's chocolate orbs lit up until they flashed as bright as the evening stars "Uwaa! Masamune-Dono's on my side!"

"They should know that I always get first dibs."

"YOU BETTER DO SOMETHING ABOUT THAT." Sasuke's pointing hand trembled at the vicious nosebleed Masamune was having. The barer losing his blood laughed it off even though his skin was blanching fast.

"Sasuke...I don't get it." Said Yukimura, innocent as always.

"Ignore him. Anyway. If you're really that bothered about studying, take your textbooks home. Simple." Sasuke explained simply for Yukimura to understand clearly. He has to live up to his title of Yukimura's role model after all.

Although his pupil seems to be in disarray. He's clawing his own head so hard blood squirted out from the top. "But I always forget Sasukeeee!"

"There's no use whining Dannaaaaa." Sasuke jokingly mocked, ignoring the blood again. "If you stopped thinking about Kendo all the time, this wouldn't me happening to you—"

"Oh! I got it! I'll just buy a coat with loads of pockets on the inside and hide my books there!" his somewhat blinding purity could always bring a smile to others. Masamune and Sasuke were no different; they both had massive grins reaching their earlobes.

"But of course! That makes perfect sense—are you that stupid? If you do that in public, the police'll think you're pulling out a gun. They'll be all over you like mosquitoes in summertime." Masamune successfully pulled of a serious mood whiplash. His twitching eye and black vein next to his mouth was solid proof.

"Ehh? Then tell me your study methods Sasuke!"

Masamune's eyebrows knitted in frustration. "He skipped me I see."

"Hn. In order to concentrate fully, you'll need to relax more instead of lashing out crazy things to random people."

"But I'm always relaxed when I practice my kendo!"

"Did you not listen to a word I just said?" "Danna, think of something soft and gentle, it'll help cool your blazing fire for a while." He disguised 'hopefully' under a loud cough.

"Hmmm...that seems hard! ...Eh, they are a bunch of students in our class, my teacher won't notice if I don't hand in mine right?"

"You're pissing me off. Do your homework." Masamune snapped, his fingers slowly reaching for Yukimura's neck. Luckily for him, Masamune stopped himself from going any further as his attention was drawn to Yukimura's lunch box "Hmmm...?"

"What is it?"

"Your lunch is surprisingly normal today." For some strange reason Masamune was expecting one side of his bento to be filled with ink and a live octopus to jump out and kiss him with its suction tentacles. "Believe it or not, Oyakata-Sama can cook." Sasuke quipped, waving a hand.

"You mean he actually reads the cook books he buys?" Masamune snorted under his vacant look before rolling his eye to Yukimura.

There was a second boxed layer under Yukimura's usual bento. Masamune briefly glared at the suspicious layer and then pointed to it "Wait a minute, why do you have two? Don't tell me it's actually—" As Yukimura removed the top bento, Masamune grimaced at the result. It's filled with nothing but Hanami Dango. Yukimura's favourite sweet.

"I should've known..." Sasuke and Masamune unexpectedly said in perfect sync.

Meanwhile in the corridors, Keiji spotted a familiar blonde who's sometimes on and off with him. Right now she's alone standing next to a couple of vending machines, looking down at her reflection in her tiny compact.

"Kasuga-Chaaaan!"

Her eyes stretched for a moment after recognizing her name but as she pulled her head back a cross popping vein appeared on her head. "Maeda Keiji. What the hell do you want." She asked reluctantly, sending him a scornful look.

"Oooh~ so cold! If ya keep frownin' like that, those lines on your forehead will be permanent!"

"Are you seriously looking for a fight?" growled Kasuga, severely tempted to fire the pencils randomly fitted between her fingers at Keiji's forehead. The latter had a couple of sweat droplets emerging on the targeted area "A...Ahh...of c-c-course not! What makes you think that Kasuga-Chan?" he flapped his arms thinking it'll stop her soon-to-become rampage.

But that was later discarded as he saw a little change in her appearance. The two long locks of her blonde hair bounced off her body at the tiniest movements of her head. "Ah...your sideburns have gotten longer!"

For a split second, Keiji saw a small red blur zoom pass from his view, cutting the flesh a few centimetres behind his eye.

"THEY'RE NOT SIDEBURNS!"

"You should buy a bigger shirt. Your boobs are popping out again! They're gonna hit you in the face one day if you're not careful! Ahaha!". And with that he crouched down and mentally prepared himself for whatever the ill-tempered girl would be willing to throw at him. That and the pencils. He knew he was digging his own grave but when it comes to Kasuga, Keiji just can't help himself. Honestly.

To his surprise the blonde had her head down, shaking a little to the comment. "...only size..." The red question mark floating over Keiji enhanced his quizzical stare "What?"

Before anything else could be said, Kasuga had turned tail and ran away, bawling "THIS IS THE BIGGEST SIZE THEY'VE GOT!"

"Whoaaaa~! She's actually crying." He thought out loud and strolled of in the opposite direction, hands behind his head. "Sheesh, girls are so weird."