Sorry to everyone who has been waiting for me to write this stuff out. I'm in the middle of trying to get a job and I'm working on about 5 or 6 other major stories as well as this one. I'm really trying to write all this stuff out and upload it, but it's hard to find the time. In case anyone was really interested in the trivia question: "What Limit Break has the most amount of possible hits?" The answer was Cid Highwinds "Highwind" at 24 hits. There was an aurguement over Squall's Lionheart, but it was ruled that the Renzokuken was not part of the actual Limit Break. Before I forget, I own no characters at this moment other than San Guine and Seraph Valentine. Cas owns himself and has the receipt to prove it. Everyone else of any actual value (incidental characters don't count) belong to Square Enix.

"There you are Mr. Guine. You're later then usual. I would have marked you absent if I didn't know for sure that you were in fact here. Please sit down, the lesson is about to begin."

San made his way to a seat in the far back. Seraph walked timidly into the classroom. No one seemed to notice her. It was a large classroom, which spoke highly of the designer's ability to plan for the future. There were about twenty other students in various seats. The teacher was standing at a podium, pouring over some note. Seraph couldn't see his face. Seraph coughed loudly to get the teacher's attention, but to no avail. In the back, San shook his head and made a noise of exasperation. Instantly, the teacher's head shot up.

"Something to say Mr. Guine?"

"New student." San said pointing at Seraph, who was still in the doorway.

"So you are right. Come in Miss?"

"Valentine. My name is Seraph Valentine." Seraph walked in and bowed in greeting in proper Wutai fashion.

"Very good Miss Valentine. I told you I'd see you again."

Seraph looked out of the corner of her eye. Cas smiled approvingly before addressing the class.

"This is Miss Seraph Valentine. Let us all make her feel comfortable and at ease here. Let's see where we can put you. Well, since you seem to know our Mr. Guine, you can sit next to him."

Seraph made her way to the back where San was sitting. She sat down in her seat. Seraph looked towards the front of the class. Cas was grinning broadly and looking in her direction. Seraph wondered what was up, but then noticed that Cas was really looking at San. Seraph looked at San. He had a pained look on his face. Seraph caught his eye. San managed to convey the message 'he's doing it to me again' with his eyes. Seraph put on a thoughtful face and then winked at San again. San blushed again and stared forward.

Seraph walked out of the girl's locker room in her gym outfit, a whit and red long sleeved shirt and shorts. A little bit much for her tastes, but they were the gym uniform. Cas' class was rather fun. He kept the class paying attention by asking questions that required thought and opinions. And Seraph couldn't see how anyone could fail his class. Cas kept giving points to everyone for almost everything. Even talking during one of his lectures were allowed, so long as Cas got to join in. I hope the rest of my classes can be like that, Seraph thought. Probably not. Seraph stepped out onto the field and stood a little ways away from the other students. Seraph looked around. The females students were huddled in groups, gossiping about something or other. Most of the boys were stretching. San was standing against the wall a bit further down the line from where Seraph was. As Seraph watched, two girls timidly walked up to San. There was a brief conversation and then one of the girls burst into tears and ran off. The other shouted something at San before chasing after her friend. Intrigued, Seraph approached San, who was looking somewhat perturbed.

"Something wrong San?"

"I have no clue as to what happened."

"Neither do I. Tell me."

"She asked if I was busy Friday."

"And what did you say?"

"'Might be, why?'"

"And then what?"

"She asked if I wanted to go out on a date."

"You're awfully slow about this. Will I have to drag everything out of you? Don't answer that. So then what?"

"I said 'with who?'"

"Are you sure you're old enough for high school? Either that or you really are just that slow. So after the obvious 'me of course' statement, what did you say to screw things up?"

"I didn't screw things up. I just said that I considered my routine training more important than going out on a date. What's so wrong with that?"

"Have you no consideration of a women's feelings?"

"Huh?"

Seraph and San looked up at where the voice was coming from. An old man's head was poking over the side of the locker room roof. The old man somersaulted off the edge, landed and spun on his heel to face the two. Seraph could tell that he was a man of great stature, or at least he was in his youth. He leaned heavily on a cane. His left arm, leg and most of the left side of his face was covered by prosthetics. They seemed to drag him down quite a bit. His voice was reedy and he rasped occasionally.

"You, young man, should learn to pay attention to how people act. I think you need a lesson on chivalry, so ten laps around the track I should think would do it. The rest of you." He said, addressing the rest of the class. "As soon as he finishes, we'll start on our first activity. The fine and most ancient sport of dodgeball. Any complaints can be made while you join our friend in his ten laps."

A while later.

"Good game everyone! Go hit the showers, or whatever it is that you young people do these days."

Seraph started towards the locker room before a question came to her.

"Uh, sir?"

"Yes?"

"I hate to ask but, you never said your name."

"No, I'm sure I did."

"No, you didn't."

"I'll fix that right now. Hey everybody! In case ya want to know, I'm Mr. Toulb! There, that better young lady?"

"Yeah, whatever Mr. Toulb. See ya!"

Seraph ran into the locker room.

"See you, Seraph."

Seraph finished the rest of school and got a ride with Cas back home. Cas left soon after, saying his home was a ways north. Seraph dumped her backpack onto the entryway and kicked off her shoes.

"Hey Mom, I'm home!"

Only silence greeted her. This wasn't all that odd, her parents were usually not home at this time, except that it was Mom's day off. Seraph just shrugged. She's probably out shopping, she thought. Going into the kitchen, Seraph made herself a sandwich and a glass of milk. Going back to the foray, she rooted through her backpack and found her homework assignment. She was finished with her homework before she finished her sandwich. With nothing else to do, Seraph watched TV until she felt like going to sleep. Looking at the clock in her room Seraph realized it was nearly ten.

"Where did those two go? They should have called if they were going to be late. Sometimes parents can be so irresponsible."

Seraph fell asleep and dreamed of a dark man and an evil-looking Chocobo that was attacking San.

That would be the end of that chapter. Let me know what you think in any way you want. Just no questioning my sanity. I get enough of that from my friends and family. Here's another trivia question: According to my story, at this time, how old is Vincent Valentine? The answer in my next chapter.