"If you speak in the afternoon, you must use this tense…" The new French teacher of Class 01 droned on during fourth period, using her squeaky marker to write on the whiteboard. Yahiro was so bored, he felt his eyeballs going backwards.

Roll, roll, roll….

…. …. …. Where's a fire when you need one?

…. ….

…. … … I wonder what Akira is doing now?

…. … … Hmmm…

Yahiro smirked to himself. If only someone could distract Hideki… Sakura perhaps?

Just as Yahiro was about to turn around, Aki burst into the room, the sweet scent of her (Guess the He/she decided to be a female this time…) Gap Dream perfume filling the room.

Yahiro mentally gagged. Seriously?

This time, Aki wore an adorable vanilla and peachy Lolita dress, with ivory heels that had ribbons which were tied around her ankles and a lace headband on the top. To complete the lovely outfit ('It looks disgusting' thought Yahiro), she carried a pink handbag with ruffles that billowed out like petals.

Swirling her dress to let her audience admire it better, Aki giggled a tinkly laugh and spoke in a sugary-coated voice, "Gooood morning, everyone~"

Everybody in the class just blinked (too used to her regular change of persona) and then returned her greeting with enthusiasm.

"What a kawaii dress, Aki!"

"Awww…You look adorable today, Aki!"

"Oh my gosh, you totally have to tell me where you bought that exquisite dress, Aki!"

Fakers….

Yahiro rolled his eyes and eyed Aki with distaste.

Let me guess… He/She's acting as an annoying, revolting, girlish, sickly sweet and babyish girl this time… Go figure.

Behind him, he could practically feel waves of revulsion rolling off Sakura and heard her choke with mock horror. He was sure that if he turned around now, her nose would be wrinkled with disgust… Like a mouse's…

Then, Yahiro was suddenly reminded of what he wanted to do. Before he could turn around to talk to Sakura, he was once again interrupted.

Grrr…. People and their lousy timings nowadays…

Gritting his teeth, Yahiro turned back once again.

"Sakamoto-chan, please refrain from being late again. Do you understand?" reprimanded the teacher as she frowned at Aki's inappropriate attire. Before she could scold Aki for her indecent attire, Yahiro interjected (Oh, the irony),

"Wow, Aki. Nice dress." And smiled at her with the smile of an angel, as his fans would describe it.

Aaaaand, ta da! You are now under my spell~

The classmates immediately gushed and complemented Yahiro for being such a sweet guy and even the teacher smiled slightly.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, the girl did not notice the underlying tone of sarcasm in Yahiro's comment and replied chirpily, "Thanks Yahiro!" before grinning at him, revealing a perfect set of pearly white teeth.

Yahiro merely kept his smile plastered on his face.

Gosh, I can't believe I have forgotten to add in the word 'dense' to my list of descriptions. Either that, or she has chosen to ignore my sarcasm. Maybe I should add in 'thick-skinned' too…

Skipping merrily to her seat, Aki once again had to face with the incessant nagging of her well-meaning friend, Hideki.

Even though he was her friend, Hideki strongly believed in projecting a good image for oneself and the way he was seeing it, Aki was staining her reputation which could be spotless. Again. Therefore, he took it upon him to show her the right path.

"Aww, man~ Could you spare me the scoldings, please? Pretty please with a cherry on top of the sprinkled, caramel honey-flavoured ice-cream~" Aki whined as she pouted, her raspberry lip gloss glistening on her lower lip.

"Of course not, Aki! As the only child of the Sakamoto family, you should know very well that just one tiny mistake can…" attacked Hideki relentlessly yet gently, tilting his head towards her.

Watching the scene play out before it, Yahiro's eyes glinted with mischief.

I guess I don't need Sakura's help now….

Hideki's distracted…I guess I should thank Aki for the distraction.

Leaning forwardly slightly, Yahiro whispered conspiratorially into the ears of his classmate, who was well-known for his loose lips.

After he had finished talking, Yahiro winked at the fellow.

Getting the hint, the bigmouth guy quickly turned to his partner and whispered into her ears, using one hand to prevent their conversation from being heard. Not that it mattered.

Ha… I am such a nice person.

The teacher should sooo thank me for this. With my help, she will get a class more suited to her… level. Then, it benefits the both of us!

Pausing his sarcastic self-praise for a while, Yahiro leaned backwards onto his chair. Thinking thoughtfully, he raised his right hand to his lips, his index finger tapping out a repetitive rhythm.

I could get into detention for this… And it won't make my dad happy, that's for sure. My mom will get upset, and cry. The whole household will go into an uproar…

… ….

But, who cares anyway?

A bitter smile crossed his face.

Not like he's free enough to notice. Old man.

Silently observing his classmates, his face filled with satisfaction as he saw them whispering earnestly. Some of them even sniggered and tittered.

Good little kids. Just continue what you're doing~

People nowadays are simply too easy to manipul-

Suddenly, Yahiro jerked forward and his chair pitched forward a few steps.

Finally, what took her so long to notice?

Slowpoke Sakura… Hey wait, that's a nice new nickname for her!

Not even bothering to plaster an innocence smile on his face to disguise his irritation and amusement, Yahiro said, "Yes, what is it you need, dear Sakura?" while drawling the 'ra' in her name.

"Oh, you know exactly what I need, Mr Effronté." replied Sakura as she wiggled her eyebrows naughtily. Yahiro chuckled at that comment. Spinning the pen in her left hand, there was laughter in her voice as she whispered, "You are such a naughty boy, Yahiro. Well, here's a little tip for you: Don't get caught."

"Who do you think I am?" responded back Yahiro with mock hurt, mischief dancing in his eyes.

Me, get caught? Well, there is such a possibility… Though she'd better thank me after this incident. Besides, like I said before, it's for her own good. She will learn soon about the cruelty of being a teacher in Kokusen Academy.

Slowly, the level of noise in the class increased until the point where the teacher demanded for silence. She pursed her lips (Did she eat a lemon or something?) before adjusting her spectacles.

The quietness in the class continued for a few more seconds before someone broke it.

It's starting…

"Sensei, I thought that ubiquitous in French is doué d'ubiquité and not omniprésent if phrased in such a context?" asked the big-mouth guy cockily, his question seemingly coming out as if it was a statement. Upon hearing what he said, almost the whole class gave each other knowing looks and tried to hold back their grins.

(Meanwhile, the clueless Hideki continued on nagging poor Aki-chan.)

The newbie teacher whipped her head around to face the whiteboard, her face flushing as she realized her mistake. She hurriedly rubbed away the glaring mistake and changed it to the correct answer.

My turn.

"It is all right, Sensei. Everyone makes mistakes." Yahiro soothed in a comforting voice. He smiled at her gently before giving his classmates a look of fake displeasure.

(And the nagging continues…)

The teacher's face brightened up and gratefulness towards Yahiro for helping her crossed her features. Meanwhile, students of Class 01 smirked internally but pretended to look remorseful and apologetic.

"Besides, you may find something you are good at one day." Yahiro added as an afterthought, his eyes cruelly honest.

At first, the teacher did not even realize the hidden meaning behind Yahiro's sentence and her lips remained curved up in the same thankful smile.

(Nag, nag, nag...)

A few seconds later though, realization dawned upon her and hurt was shown clearly in her eyes. They glistened with unshed tears and she blushed so hard till her ears and neck were flushed red.

Unable to control their impending laughter anymore, Yahiro's classmates, except for a few, burst into raucous laughter. The silence in the classroom was broken with a snap and the air was suddenly electrified. This made Hideki cease his henpecking on Aki's attire and snap his head up. Glancing around the room, he took in everything and immediately analyzed the situation.

"Uh, oh. Mister Hideki is angry…" whispered Sakura into Yahiro's ears cheekily.

Yahiro merely smirked and stared at Hideki making his way to the front of the classroom.

This Hideki is way too serious… He should get a grip or something… Should I give him tickets to the amusement park? Hopefully he won't give it away to a beggar or some random person…

Standing up, Hideki walked over to the upset teacher who was packing her stationery and files into a leather suitcase. Flustered, she dropped one of the files and the papers inserted in the folders fly out and land haphazardly on the floor. Embarrassed and panicked, the teacher placed her suit case on the floor and kneeled down to retrieve the runaway papers. The moment she knelt down, Hideki placed a gentle hand on her shoulder before dropping down beside her to pick up the papers.

"A gentle Sensei like you shouldn't have to endure her class's bad behaviour. I believe that they should be duly punished, right Nakane Sensei?" said Hideki, looking at the papers while he collected them.

The relief teacher stared at him warily in response, wondering if it was another one of Class 01's tricks.

This continued in silence; Hideki picking up the papers, the teacher staring at Hideki and the class watching the teacher and Hideki.

When Hideki had finally collected all of the runaway papers, he passed them to the teacher before inclining his head towards the door.

"Please let me escort you to the staffroom, Nakane Sensei." Said Hideki, smiling a genuine smile. Nothing but honesty and well-meaning intentions were written on his face.

With an outstretched arm, he gestured to the door and then waited for the teacher to make her choice.

I don't think she is that stupid…

After a lengthy pause, the teacher seemed convinced that Hideki was not going to play a prank on her so she strode over to the exit of Class 01's classroom.

Well, I guess I'm wrong this time…

I guess he looks kind of innocent…

Nothing like a handsome and kind bishounen to warm the cockles of your heart…

Before Nakane Sensei even placed a hand on the doorknob, Hideki was already by her side and twisting the knob. Opening it outwards, he bowed and let the teacher pass by him. Turning his head, Hideki shot a quick disapproving glare at Yahiro, whom he had correctly guessed as the mastermind of the whole thing. Then, Nakane Sensei and Hideki exited the room.

"Shh..." The classroom door shut quietly. The class remained in silence as they looked at one another.

Later, every student of the class turned around to face Yahiro, with a question hanging in the air: What now, Yahiro?

Resting his chin on his right hand, Yahiro looked at the ceiling with a bored expression on his face. Drumming the fingers of his left hand on the marble table, Yahiro pretended to be dissatisfied with the way the prank turned out and said, "That wasn't the least bit exciting or entertaining." Before pausing for greater dramatic effect. Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he noticed his classmates looking disappointed. With a mischievous smirk, he added, "However, it was amusing."

Three seconds after those words left his mouth, the entire class (except for a few people, like Mizuki or Shou) cheered jubilantly and high-fived one another.

These people sure are easy to please… Such little things can make them happy. Silly ducklings.

(Why Yahiro, you are being a softy, aren't you? The moment you saw their sad faces you just had to cheer them up….)

Shut up.

You are being ver-

Kicking Yahiro's chair again, though not as hard as the previous one, Sakura shouted at Yahiro so her voice could be heard over the din, "You are such a meanie, Yahiro!"

"Oh, you just learned? That's fast." Replied Yahiro, sarcasm dripping in his voice.

"You are so funny, Yahiro. Har, har, har." Deadpanned Sakura.

Rolling his eyes, Yahiro turned around in his chair so that he was directly facing Sakura.

"Why didn't you stop the prank?" He asked, quirking an eyebrow.

Sakura does not like bullies at all and most of the time, she's the one who foils my devious plans.

Does she have a grudge against the teacher?

Or is she in a bad mood today?

Hmm… She was gushing about her, ugh, loving boyfriend earlier… so, she could not possibly be unhappy…

Well, then again, she might be having the you-know-what-ladies-have-once-a-month thingy…

Raising her voice even higher as the din in the classroom escalated, Sakura said, "I don't really mind the teacher but I just wanted to teach her a tiny, harmless lesson. You know, in the morning when I met her, she was like, "You are the most beautiful girl I have seen in the world" and what not. I mean, if she said that I looked pretty then fine. That's all right. But, she said that I was the most beautiful girl she had ever seen which was a straight-out lie in my face. Plus, she kept on heaping tons of seriously ridiculous praises on me. I didn't even know that I had the talent of playing the cello. Did you know how hard I tried to control my urge to punch her in the face and let her have a taste of the Ushikubo fury? That's why when you wanted to play that prank, I thought, 'That's okay' since your joke would not be carried too far. Which explains how you are now untouched and without a single bruise."

Nodding his head to show that he was listening (or else he would face the unhappy woman's rage), Yahiro quietly absorbed all of the information he had just heard from Sakura's mini rant.

Man, this girl is on a rage mode. I wouldn't be surprised if she snaps later in the shopping mall at some unfortunate fellow while shopping with her friends. Or with her boyfriend. Hopefully, she would be able to contain all that scariness when around him.

It would not be nice if Megumi finds her brother crying and terrified when he returns home…

That would not bode well for me…

Wait, why am I thinking about her?

Hold it.

Breathe, Yahiro. In then out. In then out.

Ugh, Sakura's whirlwind emotions are starting to affect me. Especially when she is like that.

Yahiro stared at the pink-haired teenager who threw her hands in the air as she fumed about the revoltingness of liars and how they should be destroyed.

She looks ridiculous.

But funny.

Hiding his smile, Yahiro focused his attention onto listening to what the annoyed girl was saying in case she decided to quiz him on what she said.

Thus, this ends another season of "Chasing the Teacher Away" for Class 01.

By the way, for those who do not know what effronté means, it means cheeky in French! :)

P.S. I apologise for those who were looking forward to more Invading Yahiro's Mind chapters but were disappointed by my... Super long absence. Thus, to make it up to you, I shall post two chapters at one go and Chapter 9 shall be coming your way soon. Cheers~ ^^