Disclamier: I own nothing except the story! The rest is owned by the lovely (and evil) CLAMP ladies.

A/N: The last chapter says "Chapter Three" when it's really "Chapter Four." My bad. Can't change it though because I'm on a new computer. ~:O Anyway! It's been a long time since I've added to this thing!

C H A P T E R F I V E : Enter the Bimbo

"Hello and Good morning, my fellow Horitsubians! This is Li Syaoron reporting from the Horitsuba News Desk—that's right, kids, Syaoron with an O—aka the much cooler twin," announced the brown headed boy from the Yuui's classroom television. "On today's top news headline—a new teacher! That's right ladies and gents and inbetweens! A new teacher! As we all know, dear ol' Fei Wong Reed-san moved on to bigger and better things and is now principle of ultra rival school—Buh-Tachen Gakuen. It brings me to tears! You will be missed, Reed-san." The boy coughed as if moments away from a giggle fit.

"Anywaaaay, back to business! The open slot was indeed—theatre! Woohoo! And the new teacher of the arts will be non other than the beautiful, talented Chi Chobit! And, so my dear children, that is the end of our segment! Until next time, this is the Cooler Twin sighing out! Eh, that's the Syaoron with an O, people."

Momoko stared up at the blank television screen with glazed eyes.

"Yoshimoto-san, your stew is on fire!" Yuui exclaimed from across the room.

Momoko eyes focused on his Home Ec. teacher. "Eh?"

KABOOM!

"I don't suppose you'll charge for that?" Momoko asked Yuui nervously as he washed the grim from her face with a warm wash cloth.

The man sighed. "Of course not. It was a mistake—ah, Yoshimoto-san, I think you might need to go visit Seishiro-san—you have a cut on your forehead.

"Ah. . . ." The pigtailed girl touched her forehead and what do y'know—blood. "Okay." She bowed to the chef, thanking him and headed out.

Not that she was really going to the nurse. (They never did see that one kid, Subaru, come back. . . .)

"Little Bunny Foo Foo, hoppin' through the forest, pickin' up some field mice and boppin' them on the head. . . ." Momoko was cut off in mid bored-so-I'm-singing-a-weird-song.

"Chi is so lost! Haha, Chi is always so dumb. . . ." It was the new teacher, Momoko guessed, standing there, talking to a man. She was adorable—with large brown eyes and long dark blonde hair. She wore the most stylish outfit—her apperance was that of a runway model.

"Aw, don't worry about is, sweetiepie," said the man in a teasing voice, "everyone gets lost in Horitsuba on their first day—it's a big school, no doubt."

Wait . . .

"Fai-sensei?!" Momoko whispered with surprise.

Fai held out a hand to the young woman. "Here, come with me, I'll show you to the theatre."

Chi giggled, taking the blond teacher's hand with ease. "Chi is very thankful."

The moment they disappeared from sight Momoko had a "kawaii" meltdown.

Tomoyo fiddled with her video camera, sighing.

She was heading towards the gym with a slow pase and a sad frown. She wanted to ask some advice . . . from Mr. No Understand Girl Logic Rawr. But still—who else would she go to? Surely not Sakura.

Hanako stared at the KuroFai newpaper picture for the last time before she hurdled it into the blazing (random much?) fire.

"THAT. ISN'T. !!!!"

Yuui wasn't good at science, really. He didn't understand it at all. That's why he was suited for cooking and NOT science—unlike Fai, who he DID NOT UNDERSTAND AT ALL.

Ahem.

Especially when had taped a ransom note to his classroom fridegerator with a Hello Kitty bandage.

Dear Yuui-cazoo,

I HATE YOU. /3

You have betrayed me, my dear brother. ):

Therefore you shall pay! :O

Until you return my KURO-CHII-MAMA I will kept your FAVORITE SPACTULA MR. CLAMMY hostage. You have until tomorrow—noon—by the big tree I named "Randy."

BE THERE.

. . . Or be SQUARE. D:

-Fai, the CUTER twin

P.S. You have a mullet. Ufufufufu! :)

How immature could one man get?

Obviously, VERY immature.