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Chapter 5: And It All Continues

Yukino tucked a few strands of short, sandy hair behind an ear and glanced at her reflection in the full-length mirror in the bathroom. She bit her lip and speculated for a moment before sighing and flashing a smile at the pane of glass.

"I look fine," she thought finally. Still, she smoothed a few wrinkles out of her skirt, grasped the handle of her book bag, and sauntered out the door. The fresh winter air whipped immediately at her cheeks and blew her hair around her face. Yukino hugged herself tightly and smiled as she took a huge breath of clean, freezing air.

"This is going to be a great day at school!"

Yukino's shoes clicked briskly across the tile floor of her classroom, and carried her figure to her seat right in front of the teacher's desk and near the windows. There, her group of friends turned and waved at her. They had been waiting for her, which had been a custom of theirs that had developed over the past couple of years. Maho smiled, her tall and gracious figure towering in contrast over Tsubasa's short and childish one.

"Hiiiiiiii, Yukino!" Tsubasa wrapped her arms around Yukino's waist and buried her face into her uniform shirt. Yukino laughed and patted Tsubasa's flaxen head.

"Hello there, Tsubasa. How are you?"

"Great!"

Yukino didn't have to crane her neck so far downward to smile into Tsubasa's eyes anymore. She had grown a few inches taller last summer. Yukino turned her head toward the window where Rika and Aya stood chattering away about something. They both stole a couple breaths and acknowledged Yukino's presence with a short wave done in unison.

*Well, that was creepy,* Yukino thought to herself, sweat dropping. *They're like robots!*

She giggled to herself at the thought. Rika and Aya would look pretty funny as robots! She smiled inwardly. She loved her friends. They always made her feel better; they lifted her spirits instantly, which usually resulted in a very hyper Yukino when she was feeling high-spirited in the first place.

"Yo, Yukino!" Hideaki Asapin had reached around her waist and hoisted her high into the air. "How are you feeling this morning?"

Yukino gulped down some air before replying. "I would be feeling fine if you weren't impairing my lung expansion, Hide-BAKA!"

Hideaki pretended to sound disappointed. "That's mean, Yuki-chan!"

Yukino clawed at his hands. "Put me down! Don't be so rowdy all the time!"

Hideaki laughed. "Not until you say 'Please'!"

Yukino held onto his wrist, lowered her head to where they were around her middle, and sunk her teeth into tender flesh below his thumb.

"Ack!" Hideaki shrieked. "You bit me!"

"That's what you get, you assh-"

Hideaki had twirled around and placed Yukino onto her feet, right in front of Arima's tall, dark figure.

".hole."

Arima's eyes widened sharply, pretending to be offended. "Well, I never," he mused. Yukino smiled warmly and enveloped Arima into a loving embrace.

"Good morning, Soichiro!"

The high-pitched tone of the school bell sounded loudly throughout the hallway.

"Uh-oh, we'd better get to our class," Rika said. "See you guys later!" She, Aya and Tsubaki hurried out of the room to their first period in class D.

Arima and Yukino parted to head to their seats. He liked sitting somewhere behind Yukino, especially since it allowed him to stare at the sleek hairs on the back of her head all day long. Sometimes the teacher would call on him for the answer to some question when he wasn't paying attention. He almost always somehow managed to answer correctly, which seemed to make the teacher a bit uncomfortable for not catching him. Yukino turned around and smiled at him from a few seats away. Arima waved, and Yukino turned her attention to the front of the classroom as the teacher walked in, placed his briefcase on his desk, and straightened his tie.

Arima's body went on automatic pilot as he took out his math book and opened it to the designated lesson, all the while staring at the sandy locks of Yukino's hair. He watched as she gracefully twisted her hair up into a sophisticated bun and secured it with a few thin plastic hair clips. Now her long, swan-like neck was bared. He eyed the curve of her neck where it connected itself to her shoulder, and found himself wanting to splash fervent kisses all along it. He observed as a few tiny pieces of hair fell forward out of the bun and swept in front of her face. He looked on as she, with a swift and simple movement of the hand, tucked those few strands behind her ears, which were still pink from the cold weather outside. Her slender fingers pinched at pages and gently pushed them back until she reached the day's lesson. He stared as she bent her neck to get a closer look at what they were studying. Mr. Fundari's voice slowly faded into the background and was replaced with a soft symphony. Arima was slightly aware that Mr. Fundari was drawing some figures from the book onto the chalkboard, and every once and a while, he tore his eyes away from the girl to glance up at the board and copy down some notes. His mind was not focused on the studies, however. He simply imitated what the teacher had written down, without taking the time to try and understand it right away. He decided that he would probably take a look at them after school. Right now, his attentions were somewhere else.

He averted his gaze back to his girlfriend, who was raising her hand, offering to complete an equation on the board. Her arms were so graceful, like a ballerina's. He continued to watch as she rose regally from her seat and advanced toward the board. She took the chalk between her thumb and forefinger, and completed the problem in long, complicated strokes, her hand sweeping up, down, and around, up, down, and around. When she finished, she put the chalk down and blew the dust off of her hands, her lips puckering sweetly. Arima was transfixed. Mr. Fundari looked at the board, and looked to the class for conformation, who decided that the problem was completed successfully. He dismissed Yukino back to her seat. Arima smiled. She was so smart, she had always been. So intelligent-

"Arima Soichiro?" Arima's eyes jerked upward, tearing away from Yukino's seated form, and fell on the teacher's face.

"Would you care to tell us the answer to the problem?" Mr. Fundari's lips were pursed together in an annoyed scowl.

"Uhm." Arima glanced down at the page opened on his desk and guessed what problem the class was on. "Line segment AB?" Arima awaited the teacher's reply.

"Good work," he said finally, and returned to the board.

Yukino smiled at him and turned around to face front. Arima beamed. Maybe he should pay more attention so that she could smile proudly like that all the time.

*********************************************************************** Sigh. I'm sorry, but that's all I got for now! Chapter 6, coming soon! And please, please, please review! Please? I'll give you candy! LOL. See ya soon!