A/N: Did I tell you how much I hate ff.net's format?

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"Mitsui! Yo man, wait up!"

The said teenager stopped, waiting for his friend, Tanaka. When he caught up with him he panted, trying to catch his breath.

"Yes Tanaka? Please hurry up, I want to get to the cafeteria before the bell rings."

"Kimura-sensei wants to see you." Tanaka said. "He's in his classroom."

"What? But I saw him already yesterday." Mitsui protested, listening to his stomach. "And I need food before next class." He would have spat on the floor at the thought of Math, if he didn't swear to Anzai-sensei not to revert to his old ways.

Hell, he wouldn't even be here if he was still his past self.

"Well, you know how he goes on and on about respect and crap if you don't go now."

-__-" "He always talks crap at any given point of time, Tanaka. What's the difference between today and tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow you will be humiliated in class." Tanaka kindly pointed out. "Kimura-sensei also doesn't have a very respectful sense of other people's face."

"K'so! Get me bread, I'll pay you back during English." Mitsui threw his books and bag into Tanaka's arms. "Help me put that in Yamada-sensei's room."

"But that's at the opposite block of my class!" Tanaka protested to the retreating back of Mitsui.

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"Blargh!! Asoko wa baka robu!" Mitsui yelled. "Stupid bastard! Why did he give me a D-?!"

"Maybe because you didn't pass your finals." Kogure tapped at his progress report. "You did fine in the first two quarters, but your exam pulled you down."

"How can I fail ALGEBRA II??!! It's the EASIEST MATH CLASS FOR SENIORS."

"Well, maybe you need one of the freshmen's textbooks. Even I find the level of textbooks we're using in Calculus a little...difficult." He was trying to hide the fact that he was lying by propping up the paper in front of his face. But that wasn't necessary. The steaming senior continued on his tirade, not noticing the red face of his peer.

"Then WHY does even that baka of a monkey and that stupid fox get better scores than me!?! I swear, Kimura-sensei is biased, he only likes the smart asses in my class! That damned Hisoka got a hundred and three percent on his finals! Come on, how can ANYONE get over a hundred?!"

Kogure thought that this wasn't a good time to tell him that Kimura-sensei gave bonus questions to raise their scores.

"Argh! Damn him! I hope he gets struck down by lightning and dies a thousand deaths in the hospital!!"

"That's technically impossible, but you'll never know."

"It's a phrase. Kami-sama, how am I going to get help? The semester finals are so near, no other person's gonna want to help me." He started pacing the floor. "Everyone's studying, teachers can't be bothered..."

"Why not get one of the sophomores or juniors to help? They're having Interim, so there's no need to study."

Mitsui stared at his friend, then grinned. "Good idea Kogure! I'll go find someone now." He ran out of the gym.

"Mitsui! You're bag!"

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=P You probably know where it's heading now. Until later. Peace~

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