Author's Note: So, my science teacher just got married over the summer and now she's pregnant! Yay! Not only is this fantabulous for her, but it works well for me because she helps as a fantastic source of inspiration. Not that she knows it…anyway, it only took me a week to update this time! Yay again! I blame it on all the reviews

So…that's it I guess.

Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Knight, but ever since I created Mika-chan and Tsu-kun, I have successfully gotten over this pain because I love my chibi OCs so much!


LESSON FIVE:

Do Not Underestimate the Power of Angry Children


I thought I knew what pain was. In fact, I was sure I knew what pain was. Then Sara told me that she needed to stop teaching her kids. I know what you're thinking: well jeez that's not so bad! What a wimp you are!

Well, you're wrong. Dead wrong. Because Sara made me be the one to break the news. And these kids love their Sara. Not as much as I do, but anyway, kindergarteners can sure throw.

"You have to tell them, Takuma," Sara said firmly.

"Do I have to?" I whimpered as we stood outside the school.

"Yes," she said.

"Why meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee??" I whined.

"It's your fault," Sara scolded me sharply.

"How is it my fault?" I asked incredulously.

"You got me pregnant," she reasoned.

"Takes two to tango," I grumbled.

"I agreed to getting rid of Kaname," Sara said quickly. I groaned aloud. Ever since we'd sold Kaname off to be some cross dresser's pet, Sara had been using that as a bargaining chip every time she wanted something.

"He was eating my cereal!"

Sara gave me The Look. You know, that look women give you when they really want something? The look that's a cross between puppy dog eyes and being ready to take a baseball bat and slam over your head. Sound familiar? No? You're lucky. I caved immediately.

"These kids aren't, like, dangerous, are they?" I asked for clarification. Sara's eyes softened.

"They're little sweethearts!" she cooed. "They couldn't hurt a fly."

At this, I relaxed considerably. Big mistake.

I would love to say I entered the room bravely, holding Sara's hand, and smiling brilliantly at the children. I would love to say that the children proceeded to cheer at our absolute love and...oh you know how it goes.

Anyway, nothing like that actually happened. To be honest, Sara more dragged me into the room, me cowering behind her. The children shot me glares that would've suited well on a battlefield. It took all I had not to whimper and run out the door with my tail between my legs. Figuratively of course.

"What do I say?" I hissed.

"Just tell them I have to leave," Sara whispered. I cleared my throat and stepped out from behind Sara. Any attempts to look brave failed miserably. I was shaking like a defenseless knight against a group of dragons trying to protect his princess. I know you're laughing. I know it. But seriously, these were some mean looking kids.

"So I don't have to give them the talk about the birds and the—ow!" I yelped. Sara had given me a nice elbow to the ribs before I could finish my sentence.

"Start. Talking," she growled and I winced.

"Right. So. Um. Hi," I said to the kids.

"Hi," they all chorused back. For all the comfort it gave me, it might as well have been a pack of snarling dogs.

"I'm, um, Sara's husband and uh, I'm here to tell you that she, uh, well, I kinda, um…" I trailed off helplessly. Sara elbowed me again, this time with a glare attached.

They stared.

"Em teggin syreh erweb," I tried again. Sara gave me a look that said quite plainly no speaking gibberish or I'll feed you to a bucket of man eating plants. So I made my final attempt.

"Sara isn't going to come back because she's gonna have my baby," I said as clearly as I possibly could. I must've been pretty clear because the next thing I knew, I had a dent on my face in the shape of a backwards B. I looked at the fallen wooden block at my feet and saw that it was one of those letter blocks.

"No!" a little girl shouted at me. I looked at her and saw a pile of wooden blocks at her feet. Suddenly, I had a bad feeling. There seemed to be quite a few toys that could be used as weapons in this classroom.

In a matter of moments, everything within reach was being tossed at me with a great force.

"Help me, Sara!" I wailed, but looking from my place behind her chair, I saw she was on the floor laughing. I paled. I was on my own.

But what to do? It wasn't like I could throw things at the kids. Not only would it be twisted, but Sara would kill me or worse, get Kaname back! Just when I thought I was a goner, there was a battle cry—or at least that was kind of what it sounded like—from the door. I looked and saw Mika-chan on Tsubasa's back yelling. They were both brandishing plastic swords.

"For Narnia!" Mikazuki shrieked and leaped off Tsubasa's back. The pair ran headfirst into the group of kids, brandishing their swords. Pretty soon, Mika-chan and Tsubasa had a box of toys to go with their swords. In between the swords and pelting of toys, the pair had Sara's kids pretty quick.

I remembered Mikazuki had been raised a grade, along with Tsubasa. They obviously had superiority over the kindergartners.

"Now say you're sorry!" Mikazuki yelled at the kids.

"We're sorry," they all but sobbed and Mikazuki smiled her charming smile.

"C'mon, Tsu-kun, let's go defeat the White Witch with the frisbees outside," she said happily and crawled back onto her steed's back. They galloped off into the distance, leaving the rest of the classroom stunned to silence.

"OK then," Sara said briskly. "My husband and I are leaving now, I'll miss you all."

Tears sparkled in her eyes as she gazed at the little monsters. I all but ran out of the room.


Fascinting story about my life: OK, so the whole "for Narnia" thing was something that randomly hit me because I remembered that this guy in my PE class said that all the time when we had Ultimate Frisbee as our unit back in 7th grade…oh yeah, that was epic. Anyway…so Mika-chan and Tsu-kun off to save the day. Review and tell me whatcha think……please?