Glow: As promised, here's chapter ten. I honestly have to say, I kinda liked how Vent did the last chapter, but now I gotta re-quote a bunch. Or not, depending on what I decide to do. Well, I've got a good thirty seconds to think. So let's see how long it takes me to finish this.

Vent: Well, someones zetta nice today, aren't we -Smiles- . Sorry just had to. Well I got nothing to say but Enjoy ;)

Opening song(cuz I actually feel like it): Children Record by IA

"I'm tired, let's stop."

"Senri, we've only been walking for two minutes. Bear with me."

Senri sighed, attempting to pull his wrist from Takuma's grip. Students passed them by without a second glance, too busy with their own club activities. He was surprised they weren't stopped for anything.

"Let's see, you said no to the cooking club, the photography club wouldn't take you because the girls wanted to use the cameras for something else, and you wouldn't go anywhere near the gardening club." The blond sighed. "Not to mention you rejected all the sports clubs because you thought it was 'too much work'. Really?"

"At least I was honest."

"You made the captain of the soccer team cry. Did you have to say all that about his skin?"

"At least I was honest."

Takuma sighed, stopping to run a hand through his hair. Senri was being impossible today, falling asleep in class and not wanting to join a club. He understood fully, and he honestly thought it was a bit of a waste of time that they could be using productively, but they had to blend in, for the sake of the mission.

Not that he'd tell Senri that, they boy would simply twist his words.

Takuma looked back at the list of recruiting clubs, the paper filled with angry red marks(Senri's work, no less...) with more than half the clubs crossed out. He scrolled through the list, before his eyes landed on the bottom of the page.

Newspaper club.

"How about this one?" He said, pulling the brown-haired boy closer. Senri glared at the paper, as if it had wronged him in some way. Which it probably did, if their day was anything to go by. "It gives us a chance to hear if there's anything weird going on in the school, and we'd probably get to go outside."

Senri continued to glare at the paper, but sighed in defeat. Takuma had a point, the newspaper club was a valuable source of information, and it was a lot easier than buying the school paper themselves. They'd seem too interested in the going-ons of the school.

And the sooner they got this over with, the sooner he'd get to go back to sleep. Or better yet, go back to Cross Academy. Even he missed their old class.

"Fine." He said reluctantly. "But that's if they're looking for new members."

"Member, Senri, I'm not a student." Takuma said with a sweet smile, as if taunting their difference in age. Senri just barely supressed a growl.

"Ah, there's no one here."

Senri hummed, twirling the parasol in his hand a few times before bringing it up to rest on his shoulder. The sun was still pretty strong, despite being in another world. He hated it, what it did to his skin. He considered writing Rima a letter in thanks for the protection, but he figured that even if he did, it probably wouldn't get past the school gates, much less an mailbox.

"Ah, sensei!" Said woman was at the desk, putting away some papers into one of the drawers. She looked up, cat ears twitching, tail flicking. "Would you happen to know where the newspaper club is?"

"Newspaper, nya?" She asked, tilting her head. Senri found watching her ears amusing, as it wasn't exactly something you'd see every day. Well, where they were from, anyways. "I think they went out looking for someone. Something about a student being attacked last night, nya."

She didn't question why the color drained from both boy's faces so quickly, nor the sudden excuse to leave. Both boys seemed to be in quite a rush.

"We were seen?!"

"I blame Takuma, make such a flashy show with your sword."

"Please don't pass the blame, it's not important right now who's fault it is."

Senri sighed for the third time that day, glancing around to make sure no one was listening in. "It doesn't matter anymore. We were seen, so we'll just have to be more careful." He paused. "Maybe we should have asked Rima to come, she'd be able to tell us right away if there was anyone watching..."

"But you only got off work because she agreed to do your share." Takuma said sympathetically. Senri looked up at him, opening his mouth to speak, before the ring of the bell told them it was time for class. Oh joy...

"So Zetta slow, how long does it take to crack a Z-class code, you factoring hectopascals!"

Good lord doesn't this guy have a volume button? Senri wrapped his arms around his head in an attempt to drown out the megaphone-amplified voice of their substitute math teacher. Thank god he's not permanent.

He looked up slightly, noticing Takuma watching the man. While his cap covered most of his head, it was easy to see the strands of grey hair that peeked out from under. He must be old...

"Minamimoto Sho, remember the name" said Sho, answering a question one of the female students asked."This is my Class. And I only allow two things. Flawless calculations... and beauty!"

Senri stared for a moment, before burying his head in his arms.

Well, one out of two isn't bad. I'm sure he'll let it slide.

"Let me kill him."

"Senri, you can't kill the math teacher, it'd be to obvious."

"Takuma, he yelled in my ear with a fucking megaphone. Tell me I shouldn't murder him."

"I did tell you not to fall asleep. Did you learn your lesson yet."

Senri glared at his friend from his spot on the older boy's bed. He let a twisted smile slip, just for effect.

"Hell no."

Takuma chuckled, looking over the parasol, running his fingers over the bats.

"We should head out soon, and let's try not to be caught."

"I don't want to hear that from you."

"Someone's cranky."

"Your not deaf in one ear."

Takuma chuckled again, handing the parasol back to the scowling teen, standinng up and grabbing his katana.

"Shall we go? Maybe you can work off some of that tension." Senri shrugged.

"Sure, but didn't we forget to do something today? Like, something at lunch?"

A look of confusion crossed the blond's face before it turned to one of realization, then horror.

"Ah!"

"Thought so."

Glow: YES PASSED THE 1000 WORD MARK. Take that fanfiction, I'm not that inadequate. Thought considering I had to spell-check that... Also, got my phone confiscated for the first time, not my fault my sis was texting me and my teacher happened to be passing by.

Vent: I'm impressed with your work now it's my turn I guess, but I think we're going kinda fast. Don'cha think? We'll see if I want to write up chapter 11 or so, expect it tomorrow or whenever.