A/n Sorry. It seems this time I have only been able to submitt one chapter though it is longer than the previous chapters. Enjoy. I do not own Bleach.
"Here it is. Locker B29!" Kira announced as he pointed out Hinamori's new locker. Finally she was able to deposit the heavy text books Ichimaru and Kuchiki sensei had given her.

"Arigato Kira-kun" Hinamori had found out that the B wasn't for the block but for which column her locker was in just used to help new students find their locker, other wise her locker would just be known as 29.

DING DING DING

The bell signalling the end of break sounded. "C'mon Hinamori, I'll show you to art. See the rest of you's later" said Inoue closing her locker and grabbing Hinamori's arm and rushing out of the locker area which was filling up with other students

"Eh? What do the rest have now?" Said Hinamori trying not to bump into anyone as the hallway was very full with students going to class.

"Oh…It's elective. Matsumoto does commerce now with Kira and Rukia and Ichigo and Renji have computer studies" explained Orihime running up a flight of steps

"A-and why are we hurrying so much Orihime-chan!" Hinamori called out after her friend, puffing as she wasn't a very good runner.

"Trust me…we don't want to be late for art. It's the best!" said Orihime waiting for her friend on the top step. "How many flights of stairs did they run up?" Hinamori asked herself as she reached the top step as well only to be dragged by Inoue down the corridor until they entered a rather messy art room but Hinamori immediately fell in love it.

As they came through the door they were immediately faced to a large window running the whole way down that wall. The view was just spectacular and walking up to the window Hinamori could tell they had to be at least four or five floors up. She could see down to the court yard and across to see the clear blue sky and through the smaller windows of C blocks class. Along the window sill were various half done creations including pottery, paintings and what seemed to be a 3-D collage. The tables were spread out so that each person, wherever they were sitting had plenty of room. Here and there were paint bottles, scraps of paper, bits of clay…

"Wa…This is always what I've dreamed of!" Thought Hinamori looking around with her mouth open wide.

"So…you like our classroom?" said a voice behind her

Jumping around Hinamori was face to face with what she presumed was her teacher who's long purple hair was tie in a high pony tail. "A-ah…Yes it's wonderful!" Hinamori replied in delight.

"Ahaha…a lot of my students had the exact same reaction as you when they first saw this classroom. It's worth the effort to get here isn't it? Anyway I'm your new art teacher Shihouin Yorouchi! There is no seating plan so you can take a seat wherever you like."

"Hai Shihouin-sensei" said Hinamori

"Call me Yorouchi-san, sensei makes me sound like one of the old people in the staff room"

"A-ah…Gomen Yorouchi-san I didn't mean it that way" apologised Hinamori but she found that the teacher was already gone to help another student find something. Turning around Hinamori found that the students were already set up and working on all different projects. Taking a seat by the window Hinamori looked over at the other students wondering what to do.

"The students are working on whatever piece they would like" explained Yorouchi from behind Hinamori startling her for the second time in minutes. "The pieces will be displayed in the upcoming festival at this school. The only restriction on what you make is that it has to relate to culture as it is the school's cultural festival."

"Wa…Hontou deska?" Hinamori asked with stars in her eyes.

"Get to it! Anything you need will be in the store cupboard, help yourself and if you can't find what you're looking for you can call me for help" and with that she walked off leaving a stunned Hinamori.

Taking out her sketch book which she carried everywhere Hinamori began to doodle hoping that maybe an idea would come to her.

Looking out the window she was able to make out…"Hitsugaya!" she inwardly exclaimed seeing him on the other building playing on a grand piano. Something about him kept her eyes glued to him. The mature face he had, the concentrated eyes, the calm exterior, the way his hair was messily spiked up…

Hinamori didn't know how long she had been day dreaming but it must have been quite a while as the bell signalling the end of class was the sound which brought her back into the art class. Looking down as what she had drawn Hinamori gasped and quickly shut her sketch book hoping no one had seen what she had drawn. It was a portrait...of Hitsugaya.


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