Reconstruction
Author: Madisonne
Part: 3/3
Warnings: Pure fluff and humour (be still my heart)
Disclaimer: For some reason, the people at Bandai keep on forgetting to return my calls... So, no, I don't own them yet. Operative word: YET! MWA HA HA HA HA!!! Ahem... Don't steal, or else I'll sic my demon-chibis on you. Stop laughing! They can strip a cow of its meat in one minute! Or is that piranhas? Hmmm...
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"They must think we're bloody deaf..." He scowled, referring to the giggling girls behind him.
The general continued to leaf through their orientation book. "Well, we are the only decorated men here..."
Zechs made a face. "Well, if you hadn't..."
Treize looked up from his book. "Oh, don't even try to blame this one on me! I already won this fight. Remember? The whole not telling me about the yellow wire thing?"
"Oh really?" He shot back. "Because I remember it ending quite differently." He smirked. "If you don't concede your loss, I'll tell everyone that you put the 'fruit' in the word 'fruit-cake'."
"You wouldn't dare..."
"Wouldn't I?"
"If you do, I'll cut your hair!" He threatened.
"No!" He clutched his hair protectively. "You fight dirty..."
Treize shrugged. "I do what I must."
Just then, the instructor walked in. Both men sunk low in their chairs, expressions of dread on their faces.
"Oh no..." Zechs groaned.
It was then that their instructor saw them in the back row and promptly began to laugh hysterically. After a long couple of minutes, during which the other students began to doubt the woman was breathing, it seemed she was calming down. Then, she looked back up at them and continued giggling manically.
When she recovered, their teacher, Noin, addressed the class. "Hello, first years, General, Lieutenant." She snickered again. "Welcome to Demolitions 101."
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