She blinked. Daylight streamed in through the windows in her bedroom, highlighting her covers on her bed. A yawn escaped her mouth as thought about her schedule for the day. Great, her mind drawled, the voice inside her head coated in sarcasm. School time. Yay.

Getting out of bed, Kimiko slipped her slippers on and left on her expedition to the kitchen to fix herself breakfast. Pouring herself a bowl of Lucky Charms©, she allowed her thoughts to wander back to her schedule as she enjoyed the wondrous Cocoa Puffs©. Ugh... eleventh grade students are so annoying. Why can't they ever just sit down and be quiet?

She pouted for a moment when she saw that her Cheerios© were gone before standing up and leaving for her bedroom to get dressed. When that task had been completed, she stood in her doorway, posing for an invisible nonexistent camera. An ocean colored scarf was wrapped around her neck and a long sleeve shirt stood out in magnificent glory. Her pants were just regular jeans, but it pulled the outfit together. Only a small bulge on her side stood out as odd.

As she walked down the hallway to the front door, her boots clicked against the hard wood floor. She exited the house and hopped into her car, stepped on the pedal, and went speeding out the driveway. The wind speed was about fifteen knots. Then suddenly, out of the blue, her eyes saw a flash of metal in the rear view mirror. She tried to pull her car over to the shoulder of the road, yet as she braked she heard a loud SCREECH! A bullet whizzed by her head, but before she was able to see who shot it, the person was gone.

Cautiously Kimiko parked her car, ignoring the parking space lines. Exiting her prized vehicle that had remained unscratched and heading towards the school, she looked around in case the shooter had followed her. Seeing that nobody in the area had any type of gun in their hands, she hurried into the building and went straight to her classroom. The bell rang, and so she began to teach, despite the fact that it was only the warning bell that had rung and so not many kids were in her class yet.

Lunchtime came, and so Kimiko Emi-sensei began the long, terrible trek to the teacher's lounge, stomach rumbling like a train. CHOO CHOO. Blinded by hunger, she failed to notice that the room was dark – too dark for comfort - when she entered, nor did she notice that it was – seemingly – empty.

Opening up the refrigerator, Kimiko's heart stopped as a 42 year old man jumped out with a gun in his hand. She recognized him, too – he was Nakamori Ginzo, president of the Student Government. Regaining her senses, she asked, "Nakamori-keibu, what do you think you're doing in the refrigerator? And why do you have that gun? You could really hurt someone with that thing, so hand it over. I hate to say it, but I have to confiscate it."

Ginzo said nothing and stared at the teacher as if he thought she was the dumbest woman who had ever walked the Earth. He then shouted out, "Koizumi! Get out here!"

A girl crawled out from under a table. She was immaculately dressed in the school uniform, and her blindingly red hair was neatly combed. Kimiko gasped as she realized that it was Koizumi Akako, the prettiest girl in the school. One by one, other people started crawling out from under the tables, such as Hakuba Saguru and Momoi Keiko.

Kimiko narrowed her eyes and smiled, knowing exactly what she was could do. She had them beat. Slowly, she removed the object from her belt which had caused a bulge in her side. Ripping off page after page from the pad of paper, she handed each person a slip and, after all the pages were distributed, addressed them all, "See you all in detention. Now go back to class."

AN: My best work lol

Kaito's too good for this type of stuff, if you were wondering why he wasn't there. He's probably goofing off in science or something, and Aoko's there trying to keep him under control.

Oh, and YES, the whole Lucky Charms-Cocoa Puffs-Cheerios thing was on purpose. I'm not stupid enough to forget what donut a character is eating halfway through a sentence.

I have so many things I could say about this one chapter, such as it was originally written absolutely horrifyingly horrible. I write a lot of stuff that can be filed under "horrible", but this... this had been so horrifyingly horrible that my insides had wretched just reading it. Take the first sentence, for example. Instead of it being written "She blinked", I wrote, "The person of the female gender - commonly known as woman - closed her eyes and opened them in one very fast motion (AN: this is called a blink in case anyone didn't know that)". See? Horrifyingly horrible. Like spiders.

It's been much too long since an update. My apologies.