Chapter 4: Meet Me
Warnings: Aya torture and language….
Rating…PG-13 I guess….
Pairings: A/S, A/K…
"Nani? First class of the year, of the day, with Crawford? Schist!"
"Tell me about it. Schuldig, the lucky bastard, got out of it. He's taking Muggle Studies."
"Lucky son of a bitch. You know, he only singed up to eyeball Aya."
"Yeah, I know. This class is gonna be real fun."

~*~

"Welcome to my class. My name is Crawford, I teach sixth years. Some of you already know me, you won't get any leniency on my part."
Nagi and Ara groaned. Crawford was being a prick way too early in the morning. The two of them were seated with Draco and his self-appointed bodyguards. As it stood, class wasn't looking entertaining.
^Mou….obviously someone has his panties in a twist. ^
^Be quiet. ^
^Why? You're being boring! ^
^This class isn't supposed to amuse you. ^
^Yeah, is asking you to stop droning too much? ^
^It will be a lively class, I assure you especially with the half-wits you're sitting with. ^
^Whatever. ^

~*~

Schuldig sat in the front of Muggle Studies. Omi was sitting in the back, quietly drawing, ignoring the whole thing. The German however was quite amused. Aya was pacing back and forth, trying to explain a concept he didn't even understand. The man hardly understood people, so the notion of why the man was teaching a class about them escaped him.
^Hey, Abbyssinian. ^
^What do you want? ^
^To talk to my favorite redhead. ^
^Right Schuldig. Somehow I don't think so. ^
^You know you really could work on your lesson. I mean, you know like nothing about people. How can you teach about them? ^
^Shut up Schuldig. ^
^Why? C'mon Aya…. ^
^I don't recall being on a first name basis with you…. ^
^You call me by my name, it's only fair…. granted if we were to play fair, I should be allowed to call you Ran…. ^
^Shut up! ^
^Oh c'mon Ran…. ^ the telepath murmured with a smirk.
^Why are you doing this? ^
^Because, you're interesting…. ^
^A minute ago you said I was boring…. what are you playing at? ^
^Why are you so suspicious? ^
^I have my reasons. ^
^And I have my reasons for being interested. ^
Ran narrowed his eyes at the telepath, anger roiling. He wanted nothing more than to ram his katana into the other man's chest. That would shut the German up. Something he hadn't done since he set foot in the classroom.
^I'm hurt Ran. You want to kill me…. ^
^Shut up Schuldig. ^
^Oh yes, quite creative with retorts aren't you? ^
^Fuck you. ^
^So, anyway…what're you doing the first Hogsmede weekend? ^
^Why do you care? ^ Ran, inquired with a scowl.
Now at the same time, it was obvious that Ran hadn't learned to carry on a telepathic conversation and teach at the same time. During a majority of the lesson, he had stood in the center of the room, frozen, and not saying a thing. Most of students were slightly worried about their instructor who seemed to be glaring at the German exchange student. Both seemed to be in the middle of some life-threatening confrontation, yet neither said a word.
^Well, Ran, it's like this…. I know I'm gonna be bored because, lets face it…these gaijin are no fun. So, I figured we could keep each other company, if you know what I mean. ^
^Your version of keeping each other company is the same as Youji's then forget it. ^
^Oh, so you might consider it if there's no hidden meanings? Just a couple of drinks? ^
^Perhaps… ^
^Works. ^

~*~

True to his word, Crawford had made it an entertaining class. However, this was caused directly by Crabbe and Goyle who couldn't seem to read the cards correctly. Ara and Nagi had paired up and were currently trying to read Farfarello's future. At the moment, the cards were predicting an unusual surprise. Not that the pair could guess what that surprise was. A new knife set? The bell that signaled the end of class chimed across the campus and the students gathered their things quickly.
^You're in for an unexpected twist in your next class. ^
^That's what the cards said. Something about a visitor I hadn't counted on seeing again… but hey, not like I can skip the class. ^

~*~

Standing outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts room was a large crowd consisting of Slytherins and Gryffindors. The Gryffindors had been standing uneasily, surprised when Syltherin sixth years showed up. Ara and Nagi quickly found Schuldig and Omi, the four of them standing off on their own. They noticed that Draco was scanning the crowd, looking for his boyfriend no doubt….

~*~

The massive group filed into the room, looking around in interest in what the new Dark Arts instructor had brought along. In the far-left corner was a giant wardrobe. On the mahogany desk in the front of the room was a Japanese, spiked black hair and brown eyes. What caught half the class's attention was the tank beside the desk. The other half was busy eyeballing the foreigner.
"Konnichiwa. I'm Professor Minamoto," he began as they took their seats.
Schuldig, Omi, Nagi and Ara sat in the back corner, taking up a small box. Outside of them, the only sign of mingling classes was Draco, Harry, Hermione, and Ron. The rest of the Syltherin house was on the left, closest to the door and the Gryffindors on the right. There seemed to be some invisible line dividing the two groups.
"I realize you all have done kappa before," Professor Minamoto began upon hearing the cooing of several girls in the front, "However, it's obvious you didn't study Japanese ones. I didn't think there was any other varieties but hey."
Inside the tank was what looked like a ten year-old child with enormous eyes. He was staring at the class with a toothy grin, chopping on a cucumber. Several more girls squealed that it was cruel to keep such an adorable child in a tank.
"One, he can breathe, two if I let him loose, there will be several drowning incidents that will result in the loss of students. Can anyone tell me why?"
For once, Hermione didn't raise her hand to the amazement of all. Instead, Ara did.
"Kappa, are water demons. Obviously you caught one of the shape-sifters. They trick livestock or passerby's into the water and drown their victim. Once their prey is nice, dead and drown, they suck out the innards through the ass. That's the traditional site of a kappa bite. There are two ways to deter a kappa however, one, bow to it. They're fanatics for tradition and will bow back, spilling the water from their heads; the water is the source of their strength. Second you can take a cucumber or melon, carve your name and age into it and throw it into the water. The kappa in the area will remember your gift and spare you."[1]
"Terrific…Miss…."
"Nahoe. Ara Nahoe."
^So, you left for teaching children? ^
^What? ^
^You left Japan fooled me into thinking you were dead to teach children? ^
^Katzchen….gomen… ^
^Listen we'll discuss this later, away from prying minds. Meet me her at 6 ok? ^
^Fine. ^
~OWARI

A/N: Fourth part done! Woo-hoo! I'm moving along! Not really demo hey, whatever. In case anyone was wondering (not that I think anyone cares), the whole long thing on kappa is like true…at least unless my sources are lying which is totally possible. Not surprising in any case. So, please review….thanks so much to everyone who has already…..