Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Full disclaimer in first chapter.

Here is what everyone was waiting on, we have gotten to the Food Wars world. I won't be starting at the very beginning of the anime, just so y'all know. Some of the dialog from the anime will also appear here.

Also, I am American and have limited knowledge of certain cultural things. I am doing what I can to be as accurate as possible…or when I can't as vague as possible. I will probably not be using honorifics or other forms of address because I don't want to use them incorrectly. If I have written something that is incorrect enough to cause you to message me, I ask only that you are polite about it. I will change it when/if I can. But, do remember this is a fanfic and I will probably put incorrect or not-plausible things in for the sake of the story.

Italics are thoughts

/Parseltongue/

Chapter 8: Transferring into Totsuki and Polar Star Dormitory

Harry couldn't believe it! He had been invited to a prestigious culinary academy…by the Director no less. After discussing it with his father, and the goblins via two-way mirror, Harry had gratefully accepted the invitation.

"Oh! Director Nakiri," Both Nakiris stop and turn toward Harry, "I have a question. If you didn't already know, I go to a very exclusive and specialized boarding school and…" Harry trailed off not knowing how to bring up his magical education to someone not in the know (as far as Harry knew).

Director Nakiri gave Harry a small smile and nodded, "I know the school you are talking about, and we can help accommodate you there. We have several other students that do remote work from Mahoutokoro School of Magic. They also have several pre-set dates for remote students to go to the campus for official testing events. I will inform the Headmaster of your transfer and they will send you testing material to see where you are in the subjects they offer and all of the necessary paperwork to complete."

Harry was so happy; he really didn't want to turn down this opportunity simply because he HAD to complete his magical education for safety reasons. "That would be so wonderful and helpful, Sir!"

The director simply nodded, "I look forward to your attendance at Totsuki. Oh, in case you are asked this was your transfer exam and you passed with flying colors."

Harry tilted his head to the side in confusion, "Huh?"

That night Harry and Lucas had flooed Severus and let him know about Harry transferring to a culinary school in Japan, as well as the transfer of magical institutions. "No, I forbid it! How could you deprive me of your cooking Harry!" Both Harry and Lucas crack up laughing.

"I told you he was only after my food! You will still see me for holidays…I will cook for you then. And just imagine how much better I will be after going to a world-renowned culinary school." Harry knew how much Severus would miss him, and this was just his weird way of expressing it.

Lucas wiped the tears of laughter from his eyes before asking, "Sev, would you mind informing Minerva of the transfer. We should have the paperwork, and everything finished by the end of the Winter Holiday. Since the first-year session won't start until April, we will take the rest of the time to move everything to Japan and get Harry situated into the magical program."

"Yes, I guess I can do so." Just then a nasty and devious smile crawled across Severus's face, "I can't wait until Albus hears about the transfer." Lucas and Harry simply shook their heads in amusement.

"Whew…that was tiring." Harry had finally finished all the placement tests for Mahoutokoro School of Magic and now was waiting for the results. "Dad, did you get the paperwork from Totsuki for the dorm placements?" Harry stops in realization of something, "If I will be living on campus, why did you move out here with me? You will be still traveling to cook right? You could have stayed in England."

"Yes, I got the forms. The reason I moved here to Japan with you was because I no longer needed to live next to those vile people. I only stayed there as long as I did due to their guardianship and then to help hide the fact that you actually lived with me from Dumbledore. And yes, I will still be traveling and cooking. Also, Severus will be joining us as well. He will be terminating his employment at the end of the current year."

Harry jumped up with a yell, "I knew it! I knew you two were together!"

Lucas smiled and waved his hands trying to calm Harry down, "Shush Little One, not so loud. Yes, we are involved, but go easy on Severus. He is still shy about the new relationship."

"Of course."

"Well, we should receive the results of your placement tests in a few days. Let's head on home and get you packed for your move to Totsuki."

Lucas and Severus start as they heard Harry scream and they immediately ran towards him, fearing something had happened. It wasn't until they rounded the corner into the kitchen that they say Harry jumping up and down and screaming like a mad man. "What is going on Little One? Are you okay?"

"Ahhhhhh! The WGO results came!" There was more dancing and jumping around and the two adults allowed their hearts to return to their chests from their throats, "The impossible has happened!"

Lucas and Severus waited for Harry to tell them the results, but it seemed he was beyond speech at this point, "Can I have the letter or can you tell me the results. You are killing me with the suspense." Harry simply jumped over, still screaming but quieter, and handed over the letter. As Lucas began to read his smile grew and grew until he stared to tear up, "I can't believe this! Little One you got two stars! How did this happen…not that I think your restaurant doesn't deserve it?"

Harry shook his head violently while flapping his hands in the air, "No offense taken, and I have no clue! They explain their reasoning, but it still doesn't make sense! Agh! I have to tell Luc and the rest of the staff! Bye!" And with that Harry dashed off to the floo and all but launched himself to France to give them the good news.

Severus simply shook his head in fond amusement and turned to Lucas, "I know that it was a big deal, but how big is it that he reacted that way to getting two stars?"

Lucas took a seat at the kitchen dining room table, after getting both Severus and himself a drink, "It is a very big deal. Many well-known and "fancy" restaurants will never receive a star much less an unsolicited visit from the WGO. If they do, it is usually after several years, if not decades of being in business. Harry got it in under two years of being open and being a child no less. That is unheard of. It should have been impossible really. But Harry seems to be able to pull off the impossible."

Severus snorts, "That is an understatement Lucas. I swear, he was bottle fed Felix Felicis as a baby with the amount of good and bad luck he has. I take it, it might be a good thing he is transferring to Japan for the upcoming years. It might help with the media onslaught at least."

"True, very true. Well…" Lucas raises his glass in a toast, "Here is to my Little One, his biggest accomplishment yet, and the upcoming school year in one of the most cutthroat culinary schools in the world. Oh, and his high placement in Mahoutokoro! All of his independent study paid off. He will be very busy this coming year."

Severus raises his glass in acknowledgement of the toast, "Salud."

*Harry POV*

This is such an interesting event. I have never really heard of an opening day ceremony, though I guess it is similar to the Opening Feast. Only, I didn't have to introduce myself to the entire congregation then. Ugh…I hate public speaking.

Harry was standing in the wings listening to the speeches given prior to having to introduce himself. He turned to look at the only other transfer student that year. Harry was impressed with the kids wild red hair. It was even crazier than his was before he grew it out and got it to be somewhat tame. Harry also noticed he had a scar on the left side of his face, on his eyebrow, pretty close to where his lightning bolt scar was (though it had faded a bit over the past few months).

Just then the kid turns and sees Harry staring at him, "Oh hey, are you a transfer student too? My name is Yukihira Soma, nice to meet ya."

"Yes I am, the name is Prince Harry or Hari, whichever is easier. Nice to meet you as well."

"Your accent is different, where do you come from?"

"Yeah, it is a bit muddled isn't it. I was born in England, but I have traveled and studied many languages so I kind of get a weird mishmash sometimes. Though to pardon my Japanese, I am still learning the nuances of the language."

"Whoa! So cool! What-"They were interrupted when one of the commencement assistants came over to usher them to the stage to address the student body.

*Yukihira's POV*

Soma was zoning out the speakers while looking over the student body wondering about what type of cooking experience, if any, they had. As the director began to give his speech, a shadow to his left caught his attention. Soma turned to see the other student waiting with him had been looking at him "Oh hey, are you a transfer student too? My name is Yukihira Soma, nice to meet ya."

The kid nodded his head, "Yes I am, the name is Prince Harry or Hari, whichever is easier. Nice to meet you as well."

Soma studied Prince. With his long black hair, pale skin, and bright green eyes Prince was obviously a foreigner. Wow, he definitely has a unique look. I wouldn't call it handsome, but I wouldn't call it pretty either. Androgynous? I think that is the word I am looking for. Not that I have noticed guys all that much before. He certainly catches your attention though. "Your accent is different, where do you come from?"

Prince gave a small chuckle and smile as he answered, "Yeah, it is a bit muddled isn't it. I was born in England, but I have traveled and studied many languages so I kind of get a weird mishmash sometimes. Though to pardon my Japanese, I am still learning the nuances of the language."

Soma was impressed with Prince's command of the language and the fact that he knew several more languages. "Whoa! So cool! What-"They were interrupted when one of the commencement assistants came over to usher them to the stage to address the student body.

Oh well…I hope I get to talk to him later. Guess I have to make a speech now…I wonder what I should say. I never did like speaking in front of large groups like this.

*Harry's POV*

Did Harry mention he didn't like public speaking. He was quietly trying to think of something to say without sounding like a robotic two-year-old when he finally tuned into Yukihira's speech.

"…I don't plan on losing to folks who've never actually served customers." WHAT?! Did he really just say that? "…now that I'm here, I'm gonna take the number one spot!" Yup…yes he did. Oh man…way to go Yukihira. Throw down the gauntlet and set it on fire why don't you. Jeeze man…and now I have to follow up that? I'm dead.

Harry simply bowed his head in exasperation and resignation just before he was introduced as the second transfer student. He slowly walked to the podium as Yukihira walked over to the curtained off area where, if he remembered correctly, the class representative stood in shock. I know the feeling girl.

"Well, that certainly is a hard speech to follow." Some in the crowd laughed at his comment while others grumbled…because he wasn't wrong. "I also unexpectedly transferred, but I look forward to learning with and from each and every one of you. I understand that many of you come from very a variety and unique backgrounds that allow for new takes on cooking. There are some really talented future chefs among you, and I anticipate being able to cook alongside each and every one of you. Thank you."

Harry quickly moved off the stage over to where Yukihira and the class president were arguing, just intime to dodge the angry girl storming away. "Dude, what did you say or do to piss her off? Have you met before today?"

Yukihira turned and gave him this blank confused look, "Huh? I didn't do anything. She isn't happy that I am here after she supposedly failed me during my transfer exam, which she judged. Not sure why she is mad though."

Harry just looked at him with an incredulous look, "Are you kidding? I bet you don't know why most, if not all, of the first years would like nothing better than to drop kick you off a cliff too, right?"

Harry just received the same black confused look, "They do?"

"Oh my god." Harry's head dropped to his chest as he chuckled in stunned amusement. "Wow, Yukihira…wow."

*Harry's POV*

The first cooking session was an interesting one, especially since they were paired up with a partner. Being a transfer student, Harry didn't know his partner and it didn't seem like his partner was all that interested in getting to know him. No skin off my nose. Hopefully he is at least competent in the kitchen…which he should be getting this far. I wonder if Yukihira is in this cla-…oh there he is.

The menacing aura that engulfed the room as Yukihira moved through the classroom alerted Harry to his presence. He also noticed the blue-haired young lady, who appeared to be Yukihira's partner, seemed about ready to faint. Wow! Is she always like that or is it because of the flames of hate the other students are sending their way? If not, she won't be able to withstand working in most of the high-scale kitchens.

Harry tried to tune out the hateful grumbling of the students within the class, just as the instructor entered the room. Harry listened as he began to explain the rules of the class, and overheard Yukihira's partner (I think he said her name was Tadokoro Megumi) talking about the crazy strictness of the chef. Dude! Flunked the whole class…get an A or fail the class? Wow! *Snort* The Chef that Never Smiles…okay.

The chef then goes on to explain the assignment and the time limit. Harry turns to his partner and they begin to make their dish. Harry almost snorts out loud when he heard that Yukihira had no idea what the dish was and had never made it before. Oh dear, that is going to throw Tadokoro off the deep end. Right on cue she begins to freak out and shake uncontrollably.

Harry and his partner were waiting for the beef to finish cooking when Harry overheard some grumblings from a pair near their cooking station. Just then he saw the two boys pour an ungodly amount of salt into Yukihira and Tadokoro's pot. Harry glares at the two oblivious boys as they quickly moved back to their cooking station in time for the other two to notice the problem. Oh, no. That simply won't do. Okay, Yukihira. Let's see if you can support that confidence you waved around for all to see this morning. What will you do?

As Harry was getting the plating-ware, he noticed the ingredients Yukihira gathered and the speed and confidence he had going into preparing the new meat. Ooo…good choice. Honey will give you the tenderness and the speed you need to make it in time.

When the rest of the class was occupied with watching Yukihira and Tadokoro present their dish, Harry used a little magic to loosen the lid of the salt within one of the sabotager's hands. Let's see how you like it boyo. Oh man…there they go. So much moaning. *Snicker* Oh my! They even got the chef to smile. Harry turned back to finish the plating while he snickered at the student's reaction to the rare sight.

As Harry and his partner were making their way up to present their dish, they passed the two would-be sabotagers in-time to see them accidently toss the whole salt container into their pot. Well, that bit of Karma was better than I thought. They definitely will not be able to recover from that little mishap in time.

After receiving their passing grade, Harry makes his way over to Yukihira and Tadokoro to congratulate them in time to see as Yukihira forces a piece of honey covered squid tentacle into Tadokoro's mouth. Harry collapses on to the nearest cooking surface as Tadokoro's face contorts into an agonized grimace and her body began to convulse in repulsion, "Oh my god Yukihira. Are you trying to traumatize your partner? What was that disaster…and why did you feed her that? Were you punishing her for something?"

Yukihira just looked on with a delighted and sinister smirk, "It was honey covered dried squid. I have a running competition with my dad to create the nastiest flavor combination. I have several other flavor combinations of squid if you would like to try."

Harry quickly puts up his hands in defense from the maniacal looking redhead, "No thank you. I don't want nightmares or a stomach rebellion. How about you Tadokoro? You up for some new flavors?" Harry snickered the whole time he was talking.

Tadokoro ran away screaming, seeking help from anyone to get Yukihira away from her. Harry completely collapse to the floor in laughter as he looked over to Yukihira, "You look so proud of yourself too. You are a menace." Yukihira just smiled and chuckled as he began to pack up his stuff. "Well, I have to get my dorm assignment and get settled in. Hopefully I will see you later."

*Harry's POV*

Harry stared up at the abandoned looking dorm. Damn…this place looks a little run down and haunted. I wonder why this dorm looks so underkept compared to the other dorms I passed on the way up here. Is this the famed Polar Star dormitory?

Harry was about to head on in when he heard a voice whining behind him. He turned around to see who was on the path and spied crazy red hair, "Yukihira! Hey man, what are you doing up here? Were you assigned to Polar Star too?"

"Oh! Hey Prince. I was looking for my dorm, which seems to be the furthest from the school campus. Why is it all the way out here…whoa! This place looks haunted!"

Harry laughs at Yukihira's exclamation, "Yeah, I had the same thought too. Being all the way out here isn't that bad. There are a lot of positives and benefits to being so far from the main campus, especially if you are trying to perfect a new dish or technique."

"Whoa…didn't think about that. You are probably right, but you would think it would be better kept up…or at least fancier looking. Especially after seeing some of the other pretentious building on the walk up. Well, let us head on in and get settled."

As both boys enter the entrance way they were greeted by a darkened and empty entrance hall. "Well, this just confirms it…" Harry turned to Yukihira with a deadpan expression, who returned the expression, "This place is haunted, and we are going to die." As if to further prove their thinking, an ominous cloud of dark smoke billowed out over the second-floor landing into the entrance way.

"Fire? Wh…whoa!" Yukihira didn't get to finish as the entrance way began to shake and the chandelier began to rattle.

Both boys scream in fright as they heard a cacophony of animal noises and were barely able to jump out of the way as a small herd of animals ran by with a short strawberry-blonde girl followed behind in attempts to capture (Stop running please!).

"What the?"

In response there was a screeching voice that came from nowhere berating the apparent commotion makers. The responding voices made it clear that there were living occupants in the dorm…so not haunted. Small blessings.

From behind the screeching voice sounded, but much quieter and more under control, "So you are Yukihira Soma and Prince Hari, both of you are looking to room here? I am the dorm mother of this establishment, Daimido Fumio or the Heavenly Mother of Polar Star. You can call me that."

Harry was trying really hard not to laugh. This place is a riot. A crazy haunted looking mansion filled with quirky and unique students. This will be awesome! I can just feel it.

"Okay, gentlemen. What ingredients have you prepared for us?"

Yukihira simply gives her a blank stare and asks what she was talking about, which causes the Heavenly Mother (Harry breaks out in snickers at the thought) to rant about the entrance exam for the dorm.

"It was on the dorm paperwork. Did you not read it?" Harry asked.

"What?! How was I supposed to know (You didn't read any of it did you.) and that's beside the point. I didn't bring anything with me, what am I supposed to do?"

That answer results in a back-and-forth battle about sleeping and eating arrangements between Yukihira and the dorm mother, until she finally relents about letting Yukihira eat leftovers in the kitchen. That seemed to spark an idea in Yukihira, who asks about using what was left in the kitchen to cook his exam dish.

"Yes, I guess you can, but remember…the dish has to be exceptional to gain entrance. And there is no way you can to that by just throwing together a mishmash of ingredients." She then turned to Harry, "Do you have a dish prepared or are you also going to follow his example."

Harry turns from watching Yukihira wonder around the kitchen, which surprised both Yukihira and Harry. From the state of the outside, you would think the kitchen would be just as neglected. "Oh, I have an idea. Do you mind if I also use your kitchen? I just brought the ingredients…I didn't think I would need the dish prepared beforehand. Sorry."

Daimido, with a disappointed flat expression, nodded her head, "Yes, you may also use the kitchen."

"Thank you ma'am. Yukihira move over and share the kitchen!"

Yukihira simply smiles as he finished gathering his ingredients and cleared a cooking space on the counter for Harry. Both worked quickly and quietly stirring, cracking, mixing, and heating ingredients to make their individual dishes.

Yukihira was first and presented his dish to Daimido, "There shouldn't have been enough meat left for a full patty. How did you do this?"

"I used your canned mackerel and added ginger, egg, breadcrumbs, onions, pepper and salt to make a burger steak. I also used the leftover juices and ponzu sauce to make a soup to go with."

Very impressive Yukihira. I wonder how it all tastes and how she will like it.

Daimido took a bite and Harry swore he saw lighting surrounding her body. She began question Yukihira on how he could have gotten the level of flavor in his dishes, and Harry had to turn away to finish his dish.

Harry finished the last detail on his dish and turned to present his dish to Daimido, and promptly burst out laughing and crumpled to the floor. Yukihira was fighting off a, clearly, fantasizing dorm mother…who was doing her level best to kiss Yukihira. It took several tries before Harry was able to form complete sentences, "I think you passed Yuki." Harry dissolved into more laughter at the scared and traumatized look Yukihira gave him, "Could you stop laughing and give me a hand!"

Harry finally was able to gather enough strength to get onto his feet and helped Yukihira break her out of her fantasy vision, "Heavenly mother, I am ready to present my dish, if you are."

Daimido finally was aware enough to gather herself and answered with a blush, "Yes, forgive me. That was a delightful dish young man. You have passed. Now, Prince what do you have to offer." Yukihira had quickly hurried away from the dorm mother after she finally came to, but slowly made his way over – cautiously- to see what Harry was going to present.

"What I have here for you is a 3D Cherry Blossom Raindrop Cake. Now I know they don't traditionally have any flavor, but I have been experimenting with the ingredients, recipe, and different techniques to give this dessert a unique taste. While the main part of the cake has a light flavor, the main flavor component is in the flower decoration. Enjoy." Please don't ask for specifics. I can't really say that I used magical ingredients and magic in my cooking techniques. I am really proud of how this turned out. Glad I took a picture to send to daddy. I told him I was working on the rain drop cake, but never got around to showing him yet.

The other two look down at the dish and were astonished. The level of color and detail in the flower design was exquisite. There was one large cherry blossom in the center with several single petals scattered throughout. The agar was crystal clear, but they could see a slight tint of blue causing an illusion of water or sky surrounding the flower. Daimido scooped up some of the clear cake, and though was skeptical about the flavor component took a bite.

"Oh my! This is unbelievable. This flavor is so light but gives you the impression of a beautiful spring day, where the cherry blossoms are in bloom and the sweet-smelling wind is carrying them through the air." She breaks off into a daydream, hopefully not as extreme as the last one.

"Don't forget to taste some of the flower decoration. You will get a bigger flavor punch than just the agar." Before Daimido came out of her daydream to do just that, Yukihira snuck over with another spoon and scooped up a good portion of the cake and flower design.

"Whoa! This is amazing. She wasn't kidding. I can almost smell and taste the wind and cherry blossoms. If I closed my eyes, I would have thought I was in a cherry blossom grove at the height of their blooming season. It is sweet without being overpowering, and you just feel refreshed and calm. This is an amazing dessert!"

A light blush works its way across Harry's cheeks as he gives Yukihira a pleased smile, "Thank you. You two are the first to try the new recipe. I am glad that you are experiencing exactly what I was aiming for. These cakes are so pretty, but overall do not have a lot of flavor except for the sauces they usually pair them with. While this is good for those that are not that into sweet dishes, you do lose a lot of potential customers who do prefer the sweeter things. I wanted to make sure there was a sweeter and more flavorful option of the beautiful dessert."

"Well, Mr. Prince you succeeded beautifully. You both have passed and may live in the dorm. Yukihira, your room will be 303 and Prince your room will be 305."

"Yes!" Both boys high five, grab their keys, and run off to find their rooms. "Oh, Yukihira…I'm sorry about earlier." He just gave Harry a confused look, "I had shortened your last name to Yuki when I was laughing at your predicament. Sorry about that."

"Oh, that. Don't worry. I don't mind. You can call me Soma as well if you would like. If I remember correctly, being English, you don't follow the same name regiment that we do."

"You are correct, to some extent. I got called by my last name a lot, but it was usually by those that didn't like me or were about ready to pick a fight with me. So, if you don't mind…you can call me Hari instead of Prince, and I will call you Yuki or Soma."

Both boys smile at each other, "Okay!"

About ten minutes later, as Harry was putting everything away in his room, he heard a feminine scream followed by Yuki's surprised yell. Ah, guess someone was in the bath already. *snicker* Poor girl…and I guess poor Yuki too. Hopefully, we will get the bath schedule tomorrow.

*Yukihira's POV*

Man, that was a good bath. I really needed that…though I would have liked to avoid walking in on Tadokoro. Whoops. He-he. Prince Hari…well I guess it would be Hari now. That was an amazing dish he made. And it was so pretty too. I have never had that type of cake before but had heard about it from some former classmates. If I remember correctly, they said it was like tasting a raindrop (hence the name) or nothing at all. He was able to give the agar flavor without compromising the clearness of the gelatin and still give the impression of rain or air. That is incredible. He was pretty cute too.

When Soma registered that thought he started and blushed a bright red. "Why did I think that! Too much heat from the bath…that's what it was!" Soma rapidly shakes his head as if to dislodge that entire thought pattern, before forcing himself to think of something else. "This is the first time I have been away from the only home I have known."

As he was reminiscing about cooking in the dinner with his dad, a ceiling tile moved and a face popped into view, "Well hello there, young transfer student."

"Whaaa?! Who are you and what are you doing up there?" What the hell?! Who does that?

The person continues smiling, "Come on, there is a welcome party. I will go get the other transfer student now."

Soma just laid there in confusion until he heard a surprised yell followed by a pained yelp. Uh…what just happened?

The person in the ceiling then reappeared, but this time they had a red mark on their forehead, "Ow…if you would be so kind as to come to room 205. We are having a welcome party. I have to go take care of this." He gingerly touched the red mark before disappearing behind the replaced ceiling tile.

What the? Soma turned to his bedroom door when he heard knocking and went to answer. When he opened the door he saw Hari standing there in comfy cloths.

"Did you get a visit from the ceiling gremlin? Who was that and why was he up there?" Harry must have been the first yell he heard.

"Yeah, I think he surprised me first. What happened? I head thumping and yelping."

Harry sheepishly scratched at the back of his head, "Yeah, he surprised me, and I threw the shoe that was in my hand at his head. I need to apologize for that. Do you know what he wanted? He didn't say much after I beaned him with my shoe…he kind of just slunked off."

Soma snickered at the picture that popped into his head, "Yeah, apparently there is a welcome party in room 205. He will probably be there. We can make our way there now, I guess. You got him good. He had a nice red mark on his forehead."

Harry's head dropped to his chest in dismay, "Dang it, that is not the type of first impression I wanted to make. Oh well, can't be helped now. Let's head on over."

After the two had settled down among the other students living in the dorm, they listened to the impressive rant that Marui Zenji was giving, who happened to be the main occupant of 205. They also met the animal herder from earlier, Yoshino Yuki, the last of the female residents Sakaki Ryoko (they recognized Tadokoro Megumi when they arrived), Sato Shoiji and Aoki Daigo (the wrestling duo apparently), and Ibusaki Shun who was the creator of the smoke show when they first arrived.

Harry sat there watching the interactions between everyone and seeing the friendship pairings that had already formed. Marui and the wrestling duo seemed to have a weird confrontational friendship…with the duo being joined at the hip. The girls seem to be pretty close, even though Tadokoro seemed to be in a blue fog. Harry tuned in when Marui gave a history lecture on the Council of Ten.

"Wow, that is an interesting power structure, and dangerous too."

Some of the room occupants turn to Harry, "What do you mean?"

"Well, that is an easy system to over through some of the main people running the academy. It would be relatively easy to plan and execute a coup, over-throwing the current ruling power and setting someone else in their place. Especially if the council doesn't require a unanimous vote. If it was majority vote, all you would need is six of the council to be on your side and you have booted out the director or any of the governing body." Just then the door opened.

"Back with delishiness dudes!" The duo had returned from the kitchen carrying food, followed by the ceiling gremlin, who introduced himself as Satoshi Isshiki and a second year. Harry took the opportunity to apologize for the shoe incident, to which Isshiki simply waved it away – all was forgiven.

Harry was impressed, and flabbergasted, by his poetic and lyrical welcome. He then broke down laughing when Yuki made the comment about everyone being weird and freaks, to which Tadokoro subtly called him out as the same. Her statement was proven true fairly quickly as Yuki began screaming about needing more juice and food, which she again made a subtle comment about. Oh man, she cracks me up! Glad she had some spunk in her. She will need it from what I have gathered. Yuki sure is having a good time…and it seems like the rest are loosening up too. They are all goofballs, but they seem like a good bunch of friends.

Then the food some of the residents had been working on that day was brought out to share. It was going well, the smoke cheese and turkey was the best, until Yuki decided to get in on the action. Unfortunately, Harry's mouth was full, and he couldn't warn Sato about the perils of eating Yuki's dishes until it was too late. This caused a great deal of laughter as Sato complained about dying and frantically tried to get the take of squid and honey out of his mouth.

Just then…" Why is Isshiki naked?!" As Harry was trying to understand what was going on, he gathered this was a normal occurrence. No one was really surprised that he was wearing only an apron, if anything they were waiting for it to happen.

The party went well into the night and into the early morning, with everyone slowly dropping off to sleep. Harry had fallen asleep sometime around one o'clock when he couldn't keep his eyes open any more. Harry didn't know what it was that woke him, but he woke in time to hear Isshiki re-introduce himself as one of the Council of Ten and throw down the gauntlet.

"Do you mind if I have a taste too? And can anyone join in this battle? I would like to see what the Council of Ten has to offer. While I may not be as ambitious or verbose as Yukihira, I don't plan on losing to people who challenge me. I would like to gauge what kind of culinary talent is considered the top students."

Both Yuki and Isshiki were surprised at the serious and almost dangerous aura Harry was giving off. "Of course, I would like to see what both the new transfer students can do. You may head down to the kitchen." Isshiki handed over the dish he had made, and Harry took a bite.

"This is really good! The seasonal ingredients pair so well with the fish! Okay! This will be fun. Let's go!"

"Ha, yeah. Order up!" Really Yuki? A catch phrase? He-he.

Yuki turns to Isshiki as he and Harry make their way towards the door, "I'm guessing your family's restaurant specializes in traditional Japanese cooking?"

Harry can tell Isshiki is a bit surprised at that statement, "Now what makes you think that?"

"Because, that dish is usually seen on that type of culinary menu." Yuki then goes quiet and seems to be in deep thought. Mackerel is in season and so it the spring cabbage he used. The combination, along with the spices, paired so well together you envision a beautiful spring day. This is similar to what Hari did with the Rain Drop Cake. I wonder what I can make…hmmm.

Harry simply watched Yuki, trying to figure out what he is thinking. I wonder what he is thinking about. Is he going to try and recreate the same dish or simply use the same ingredients and make his own?

"Ah ha! Number 20 from the Yukihira secret menu."

Isshiki tilts his head in confusion, "Yukihira?"

Harry answers as Yuki collected his knives, "That is his family's restaurant. I gather that is where he learned to cook."

Isshiki nods and then asks, "Well, do you have an idea on what you will be making?"

Harry tilts his head toward Isshiki and smirks a little devilishly, "Of course I do. Yukihiria move over and share the kitchen!"

This kicks off some playful banter between the two as they head to the kitchen to prepare their dishes. Yuki starts preparing the rice and heating water, while Harry gathers a whole load of spices needed for his dish. Harry needed to start on the glaze first, since it took time to make and he needed to use some of his magic to give the sauce the punch it needed.

As Yuki places the fish in his pan to start cooking, he looks over to Harry to see what he is cooking. He noticed that Harry was using the whole fillet rather than the cross section and was coating it in seasoned flour, "What are you making?"

Harry looks over just as be places the fish onto a small grill, "I am making an Orange and Harissa glazed dish. What about you? Rice based dish?"

"Kind of. You will see when I am done."

"Humph, fine. Be that way." And there were off bickering again.

When they both returned to the room, they saw that Yoshino, Sakaki, and Ibusaki and woken up. Yukihira presented his onigiri achuskei with seaweed tea, which Harry had stolen a bite from Yoshino's dish. Wow! This is really good. The texture is perfect and the flavor with rice and tea is just right. I get the sense of spring just starting to peak through!

Harry started snickering when Yuki surprised them with his lack of cooking technique knowledge while still being able to do it superbly. Isshiki's lecture on the Poele technique was the opportunity for Harry to place his dish in front of everyone.

Harry turned to Yuki as the others were finishing up his dish, "Well, I think they thoroughly enjoyed your dish. I think you surprised Isshiki with your used of French techniques in a Japanese dish. Well played."

"Ha, yeah well…I didn't know it was a French technique. My dad just taught me that is was the best way to cook fish like salmon and mackerel. I just did what I knew was best."

Harry smiled at Yuki but was then distracted by Isshiki's poet description of Yuki's dish. "And what do you have to offer Prince?"

"I have placed before you a grilled mackerel with an orange harissa glaze paired with a slaw made with seasonal vegetables. Enjoy"

Everyone took a bite and the moaning began. Ibusaki was the first to make a comment, "What did you use when grilling the fish? I can taste the chestnut, but there is something else"

"Yes, I also added apple wood to the chestnut when cooking the fish." Actually, I used the magical varieties, but close enough. I was just glad I have those chips in my bag. I need to make a note of getting more wood samples sent to me.

"The flavor of the glaze is delightful. The spiciness and the smokiness of the spices with the sweet and tanginess of the orange goes beautifully with the fish and helps with the oiliness of the mackerel. I think you also added a citrus to the seasonal slaw you made yes?" Isshiki asked.

Harry nodded, "Yes, it is lemon and mint. I also blanched the veggies, which helped them take in the sauce for the slaw. I wanted something lighter as the side to help offset the heaviness of the fish and spiciness of the glaze."

Everyone, including Yuki who stole from Sakaki's dish, were impressed with the choices and depth of flavor provided in the dish, "How did you get the depth of flavor in your harissa? I know we don't have any pre-made here so you would have had to handmake it, but you shouldn't have gotten this depth of flavor without letting it sit for the oil to bring out the flavors."

I should have guessed that Isshiki would have picked up on that. Guess he is on the Council of Ten for a reason. "That is a trade secret my good man. But some of it had to do with the oil I used. It naturally has a very robust flavor that helps to boost any spice added to it." And that is all you are getting.

Slowly, everyone started to wake up. Tadokoro was the first and was provided the shock of seeing Isshiki's naked behind way to close to her face. Her scream helped the wrestling duo awaken, but nothing could seem to wake Marui who was out cold. Everyone maked their way back to their individual rooms, not bothering to clean up the mess they had made.

Harry was just finished gathering everything he had retrieved to cook his dish when he hears Yuki ask the million-dollar question, "How does one get onto the Council of Ten?" Harry was just as interested in the answer, but it seemed to be for not. Isshiki was able to neatly side-step the discussion by going off in an excited lament about attitudes needed to survive and be successful in Polar Star and Totsuki.

"I don't know about you two, but I am exhausted and would like to get some sleep before we have to go to class."

Yuki seems to almost deflate a bit as he acknowledges the wisdom of that statement, "Yeah, I am right behind ya. Good night Isshiki."

*Yukihira's POV*

Harry and Some make their way up the stairs to the third floor, stopping just outside Yuki's room. "That was a good battle. I think I am beginning to understand why my Dad sent me here. What did you think about it?"

Harry paused in thought before tilting his head towards Soma, "I think that you did a phenomenal job of showing you versatility and ability to combine techniques, which really surprised Isshiki. But I get the feeling that he was holding back some. Maybe not a whole bunch, but as number seven on the Council, I would expect a lot more of his dish. Maybe that is just me though. How about you? How do you think it went?"

Some turned to fully face Harry and nodded, "I kinda agree…despite not wanting to admit it. His cooking was amazing and so much different than what I had tasted from the others cooking. Not to say their food was great, it just didn't have the same effect. Your dish was different too. Your food almost gave the impression of the hotter side of spring, when summer is almost here. I had never heard of that sauce you used before. It was an amazing dish."

Harry blushed again, which Soma thought was cute. He looks really cute when he blushes. No…stop thinking about that. You are here to cook, not to crush on some guy you just met. He probably doesn't even like guys.

"Well, I think we should be getting to bed. Goodnight Hari."

Harry gives Yuki a small and nods his head, "You too Yuki. Sweet dreams."

Soma closed the door and sat on his bed contemplating all that he learned that night. Specifically, the fact you could challenge the council for their spots. As much as he didn't want to admit it, Soma agreed with Hari on the fact that Isshiki was holding back on his cooking. I wonder if I challenge him if he would give it his all? I want to know the full extent of his cooking. I think I will challenge him in the morning and see what he does.

Authors Note: I am going to stop it here. Hope everyone likes the newest chapter. Thank you to all who have liked, followed, favorited, or commented.