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Boei Academy
Chapter Four
The Classes

By Angel-Goddess

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Usagi gave a cry of horror as she raced down the hall of the large academy and came into a skidding halt in front of a classroom labelled 6B. Kami-sama, it's my first real day at Boei, and I'm already late! She thought in distress.

Usagi, whose face was flushed from running, attempted to balance her five English books on one arm while knocking meekly on the door of her English Literature classroom with the other. This was going to be so embarrassing.

The door opened to reveal a short, stout old man who looked like the scowl he wore was permanently carved onto his saggy, visibly ageing face. He gazed at her with his sharp brown eyes, "Yes?" He asked crisply in a tenor voice, his thin lips pressing together tightly.

Usagi tightened her grip on her books so he wouldn't be able to see that they were trembling. It was ironic how this man made her feel so small despite the fact that she was almost twice the size of him. "I'm the new student, Tsukino Usagi." She said, thanking God that her voice was even.

The man's scowl deepened, making no effort to show he was extremely displeased. "A girl? What might you be doing in this school?" He sniffed arrogantly, looking her up and down in disgust as he wrinkled his nose. "Although, I do expect girls to be late. Next time, I demand you to be on time. You shall call me Harenchi-sensei."

Usagi held her books so tightly that her knuckles were white. She fought down the sudden urge to retort at the conceited, stocky man. Why couldn't he treat me the way he would treat boys? She thought, mildly upset at her English teachers' behaviour towards her. She didn't even know what she had done to deserve such a cold shoulder.

She watched as the short man called the boys' attention to the front. "Class, we have a new student," He began in a haughty voice, "Her name is Tsukino Usagi."

She stepped into the room slowly. Her eyes quickly darted through the students in the class. Not even one girl! She thought, a feeling of dread tugging at her heart. As she let her feet take her to the centre of the front, she realized that everyone in the room was staring at her with interest. Oh, kami-sama, please don't let me embarrass myself! She prayed silently.

"Minna-san, Ohayo gozaimasu. Watashi wa Tsukino Usagi desu," she said clearly to the awaiting class. She bent over in a small bow but realised her top book was slipping from the pile. Hurriedly, she pulled it back. Because her posture hadn't been correct, she stumbled and almost crashed face-first into one of they boys' desks in the front row. She quickly straightened, her face turned dark red. Snickers were heard from the boys in front of her.

Harenchi sneered at her antics, thin lips curling in detest. "Go find a seat, Tsukino. You've wasted precious class time already." He dismissed her.

Red faced but her head held high, she made her way past the desks of a couple of snickering boys before finding a seat at the very back of the room next to a window. She sat down, staring at the desk as she vainly tried to stop even more blood from rushing into her face. A little ball of paper landed right in front of her, rolling a little before coming to a stop. Raising her eyebrows, she looked around for the sender before opening it.

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Tsukino,

Making a fool out of yourself on the first day? What would your parents think? You don't deserve to be in this school. You're just going to waste everyone's time.
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The note hurt but Usagi wasn't about to let the person take satisfaction in seeing her look upset. She looked left, and saw the familiar wild red hair of Kay. He was smirking smugly at her as he slouched lazily in his chair. Every part of his body language told her that he had been the one that wrote the note and he was feeling proud of himself. She frowned at him. Taking out a pen, she was about to write him back a note when a shadow fell upon her.

"Tsukino, what are you doing?" Harenchi barked at her, looking down at what she was doing.

Usagi slowly looked up at his disgruntled face and paled slightly. He's going to embarrass me, I know he's going to!

He scrutinized the scrap of paper that lay on her desk and glared at her. "Tsukino, this is no time to write love letters. Pay attention!" He ordered icily.

Flushing red because of anger and embarrassment, Usagi nodded bitterly. Chuckles were heard throughout the class. She hated this class already! Turning her head, she watched as Kay's smirk widened before he whispered to the other boy next to him.

She ignored him and stared at Harenchi, who started talking about mythology. She groaned inwardly and glanced at the clock. This was going to be a long hour…

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Usagi gave a loud sigh of relief as she walked out the classroom. Free from prison at last. It had been so boring and unpleasant. She had been given the task of writing a mythology story that had to be ten pages long and due in two days just because she couldn't answer three measly questions. Three! How was she supposed to know what the answers were anyway? This was her first day!

She tried to put the horrible start of the day at the back of her mind so hat it wouldn't ruin the rest of her day as she took a glimpse at her schedule. She made a face, seeing what class she had next. "Maths in room 93 … where's room 93?"

Usagi had to fight to stay awake in maths. Even though the maths teacher, Chie-sensei, wasn't as mean as her English teacher, he wasn't exactly the nicest either. They were revising what the Chie-sensei called 'easy' algebra. She almost snorted at that. You had to be Einstein or Ami to be able to figure these out.

She looked down at her worksheet and nearly moaned in pure frustration. She should've been listening to Haruna-sensei when they started this! Now she regretted sleeping during class. Usagi's head turned so that she could glance at the progress of the boy next to her and realized with slight irritation that he was going through these exercises as though it was just additions and subtractions.

She then turned in her seat and slouched, observing the other boys that were getting through them just as easily as the one next to her. Usagi's eyes dropped to back to her worksheet in attention, squinting at it in mild exasperation. It was so confusing! Why did algebra have letters anyway? She didn't know why they would need this letter and numeric knowledge later on in life. She didn't want to be an accountant or anything anyway. And it wasn't like she would drive on the road one day and see a sign that said that if you didn't know what 'x' equalled when it was times to the power of four and adding 'y' and 'b' to it, you wouldn't be able to drive on.

She took a deep breath, and racked her brain, which seemed to enjoy its vacation just thinking about ice cream and food. She almost let out a whine, trying to remember as much as she could from what Haruna-sensei had taught them before she dozed off.

::Ten minutes later ::

"Alright, stop! I'm going to collect your worksheets. I want to check on them before the bell rings," Chie-sensei ordered. Hearing this, Usagi hastily scribbled down miscellaneous answers to make it look as if she had completed all of the exercises. Usagi just lounged on her desk till the bell rang, fiddling nervously with her pen.

Chie-sensei stood up, "Class, dismissed. Tsukino-san? Please stay back, I need to discuss your worksheet with you."

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Usagi stared blankly at the food that she had in front of her. To say Chie-sensei was displeased with her algebra knowledge was an understatement. He gave her twenty pages of algebra exercises to do in hopes of helping her knowledge broaden. Worse, it was due the same day as her English mythology story!

Usagi propped her elbow up on the desk and leaned against it as her other hand picked at her food miserably. For once she didn't feel like eating anything. She had only been here for two hours, and already, she had as much homework as what Haruna-sensei gave them every week.

"Konnichi wa, Usagi-chan!" A joyful voice greeted her sweetly.

Usagi turned in her seat and saw Relena walking up to her. "Konnichi wa, Relena-san," she replied dully, already tired of hiding the way she felt behind a cheery mask.

Relena's green-blue eyes flickered with concern for her new friend. "Usa-chan? Are you okay?" she asked soothingly, sensing the distress that radiated from the blonde.

Usagi shook her head, "Iie, I don't like this school." She said bluntly, yet frankly.

Relena nodded understandingly. "I guess this is a bit hard for you, ne?" Relena put her hand on the younger girl's shoulder, "Usa-chan, I know you can get through this. If you ever need someone to talk to, just ask around, and they'll tell you where I am,"

A true smile lit Usagi's face for the first time that day. "Arigato Lena-chan … doomo arigato …" she said, her heart warming at the kind words.

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Usagi's next class wasn't much better. Her history teacher had given her a hundred and fifteen pages to read in a thick history book, trying to 'extend' her knowledge of what happened to Japan during World War I. Why would she care about those past events? It wasn't like she lived in those ancient times.

Then came Chemistry. Her chemistry teacher had been really nice, but during chemistry, Usagi had accidentally knocked over a beaker, spilling hot water all over another class' science project. Let's just say he wasn't very happy.

After an uneventful lunch, was 'Manners'. Usagi raised her eyebrows at that. I wonder what sort of class this is … She thought, curious.

Usagi walked into room #23, and was surprised to see it was completely different from other classes that had a whiteboard at the front, a teacher's desk and then the students' desk and chairs. This place was like... it was like … well, a mini hotel with a grand ballroom. It ranged from couches to large dinner tables. Usagi was fascinated.

"Usagi!"

She twisted around and saw Quatre walking over to her. "Quatre! I didn't know you were in my class," Usagi gushed happily. At least she wouldn't be such a loner as she had been in her past four classes.

Quatre just smiled and shook hie head. "No, sorry, but I'm not in your class." Seeing her confused look, he grinned, "I'm Kourusai-sensei's assistant." He informed her, waving towards a man who just entered the classroom.

"Minna-san, Konnichi wa." The tall man with black hair and hazel eyes bowed to his students with exceptional grace that strongly reminded Usagi of royalty.

"Sensei, konnichi wa!" The class replied automatically, bowing politely.

"For those of you who are new to this class, you shall address me as Kourusai-sensei." He continued, obviously directing the comment to her. "We shall start with eating habits. Keep the noise level down, while I get the food." He warned them, before leaving the room with an air of ascendancy that left Usagi almost breathless.

Usagi beamed when the word 'food' had popped out of his mouth. She hadn't eaten much during recess or lunch, but now that she thought of it, she was kind of hungry.

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Manners hadn't been too bad, even though Kourusai-sensei wasn't exactly happy with her eating habits. He thought she ate too fast and too much. Her bows - apparently, her legs wobbled. Her walk – he claimed she took little steps. And finally her dancing – she stepped on the boys' toes and couldn't keep up with some of the dance steps. Not to mention when she tried to twirl on the dance floor, she had literally bowled over half the class like a set of bowling pins. All the activities they did made Usagi remember the time she had tried to join one of the etiquette groups when she was still fourteen and the head of the school had been a youma.

Her last class of the day was Music. Ongaku-sensei had asked her if she knew how to play any instruments. When she told him that she didn't have any past experience with music, he had given her a lap harp and told her that in two weeks, she should at least be able to play a tune.

Usagi picked up her bag. Her first day, and she already had stacks of homework! Her English teacher had given her two days to write a ten-paged mythology story; her math teacher gives her twenty pages of algebra to do - also due the same day as her myth story - and finally her history teacher assigns her to reading a hundred and fifteen pages of Japan's history to World War I which she had to read within three nights.

This day couldn't get any worse! What do people see in this school anyway?

Usagi pushed her way through the crowds of boys, trying to find the exit. She took three different turns and she found herself in the same hall. Usagi scowled in frustration. She was lost for what, the twentieth time of the day? She'd lost count already.

She threw her hands up in vexation. Why on earth did this place had to be so big anyway? It was just a school.

Nonchalantly, she wandered around till she found a door leading outside. Grinning victoriously, she pushed it open only to find herself in one of the academy's many training grounds.

Usagi groaned, she was tired, lost, annoyed and most of all hungry! As if agreeing to her thoughts, her stomach grumbled.

Relief poured into her as she spotted the familiar mass of blonde hair that stood out amongst all the other people. She hurriedly jogged after him, "Quatre! Matte!"

Quatre turned around in surprise, and smiled at her. "Konnichi wa, Usagi-san. I was just about to go to the after school competitions. Care to join me?" He asked politely.

She blinked. After school competitions? "Anno … okay." She agreed hesitantly. She didn't know what was going on, but it didn't matter.

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Usagi's sapphire-blue eyes considerably widened in awe at the sight before her. She hadn't seen the archery yards before. Her sharp gaze took in the packs of boys that were hanging around on the courts; some of them seemed to be betting, while others were showing off their sharpened skills. "Sugoi!" She breathed in wonder as she watched one of the boys shot an arrow and hit the centre circle of the target. He was good, she'd admit. But not as good as Rei!

Quatre smiled at her reaction, following her line of sight to the student that cheered at his accomplishment. "Every Mondays and Wednesdays, archery competitions are held here after school. It's no surprise who wins it though." He told her ruefully, glancing around.

"Who?" Usagi asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Well … let's just say he's been dubbed as the phoenix," Quatre answered quickly, "Usagi, can you stay here for a second? I need to go find Trowa."

A puzzled look appeared on Usagi's face as she watched his form slowly disappear through the crowd. Why did he seem so nervous suddenly? She wondered.

"Why, hello there, Tsukino. How was your day?" A sly voice asked.

Usagi didn't have to turn around to know that the snotty voice belonged to Kay. Why he so intent on annoying her and putting her down, she had no idea. "Konnichi wa, Kay-san. My day was quite fine, thank you for asking," she answered him pleasantly, turning around to face the boy. It did no good to retort. Kay looked a little surprised, but he recovered quickly.

"Care to tell us why are you here, Tsukino?" Kay's friend just seemed to appear at his side.

Why do they call me Tsukino instead of Usagi? She thought as she shrugged, "Just watching," She replied nonchalantly.

Kay's friend smirked at her reply. "Trying to learn how to hold a bow, eh, Tsukino?" He jeered.

A small frown appeared on her face. "I already know how to hold a bow. You're the one that probably needs to learn." She bluffed in a light voice. This boy needed all the help he can get with his oversized ego. She was just doing him a favour by deflating it a little. She watched with mild interest as his face started to turn as red as Kay's hair.

The boy growled, unamused. "Is that a challenge, Tsukino?" When Usagi nodded brusquely, a mysteriously large smile appeared on his face. "Alright, Tsukino. You can't back out now." He warned her, an air of confidence surrounding him as he folded his arms.

Usagi's stomach sank. What on earth did she get herself into? She didn't even know how to hold a bow and they probably knew that too! "I don't need to back out, I know I can beat you." Usagi started to scream at herself inwardly. Why, oh why, did she have such a big mouth?

"As the challenged, I can pick out my prize when you lose." He said snootily, pointing at her.

"Don't you mean, if I lose?" Usagi countered.

He just shot her an icy stare. "No, I mean, when you lose," He repeated, "If you haven't heard, I, Jeris, am the best archer."

Kay rolled his eyes at his friend's 'ego-boosting speech'. "Tsukino, you better be here on Wednesday, or we'll just assume you backed out." He declared, shoving his friend towards one of the courts.

The two boys left Usagi to her thoughts and only then did it register in her mind just what had happened. "Kami-sama, I need help …" she moaned softly. She was going to embarrass herself again, she was nearly sure of it. She pivoted on her right foot, and nearly slammed into a startled Quatre. "Quatre! You scared me!"

"Sorry," Quatre apologized gently, "Usa, who were those boys?" He enquired, trying to mask his interest as to why they were talking to her with almost-evil smiles. He knew one of them, but he pretended that he didn't.

She hesitated, wondering why Quatre wanted to know. "Kay and … Jeris." She finally uttered.

"What did they want?" He asked, looking somewhat baffled as a frown crossed his face. From what he had seen, it probably wasn't good.

A blush rose on Usagi's pale cheeks and she timidly looked down at her shoes, "Anno … I …well … challenged Jeris into an archery competition." She said softly, hoping the he wouldn't hear.

"Jeris?" He squawked. "You challenged Jeris to an archery competition! Haven't you heard he's one of the top archers here?"

Usagi groaned at what he said. "I thought he was bluffing …" she muttered darkly. She looked up at Quatre and she took a step back. Quatre was red-faced as he began to produce a range of squawks and whistling inhaled breaths.

Usagi sweatdropped, "Quatre?" she asked, concerned. Did he have heart problems? If he did, she had to go get help fast! "Are you alright!? Quatre! Talk to me!"

"Quatre, calm down."

Usagi turned to the speaker. He was tall and had a good build. Light brown covered half his face, and it seemed to be defying gravity in weird way. You could only see one of his intense bright green eyes because of the way he styled his hair. He looked to be around two years older than her.

Quatre let out a huge breath, claming down slightly as he stared at the petite blonde. "Usagi, you have to back out of the challenge. I don't want you to make a fool out of yourself!" He objected, his eyes taking on a feverish look.

Usagi ran a hand through her blonde bangs, "It's too late Quatre and I can't back out now! Or everyone will think I'm a coward. I need to prove myself …"

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"Rei-chan! Please!! Teach me how to use a bow!" Usagi begged, kneeling to the bemused priestess, her hands clasped tightly in front of her, as if she was praising her.

"Doushite?"

The blonde bit her lip, "Because I challenged someone!!"

"What!?" Rei gasped in shock, her hands curling into fists. "Why? You don't even know how to hold it!"

Usagi sweatdropped, but she was getting desperate, "Onegai? Rei-chan, if you really are my best friend, you'd help me…" Usagi started to think up sad memories, which made her eyes big and sparkly.

Rei rolled her amethyst eyes, "Alright, Odango … you're such a baby sometimes!" Usagi pouted, but got up from her kneeling position. "So when's the set date?" Rei asked, tapping her chin thoughtfully. Usagi was clumsy and it should take a while for her to get used to the feel of the bow. The fiery priestess had a hunch that Usagi would only be able to beat this boy if she practiced everyday for at least a week.

Usagi fiddled with her uniform's buttons, afraid of meeting her friend's eyes. "Wednesday," she informed Rei meekly.

"What?!" Rei screeched, horrified.

Usagi winced and hung her head.

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Usagi trudged up to her bedroom after dinner, thoroughly exhausted. She still had homework to do. She plopped herself down onto the floor in front of a desk with a loud thud. Pulling out all her books from her bag, she spread her work out around the desk and on the ground, around her. Staring at them, she debated which one would be easier to do. She was glad that she actually payed a bit of attention during Mythology.

"Usagi?" Luna jumped in front of her, "Doing homework? I never thought I'd see the day!" Her feline guardian said dryly.

Usagi grumbled and rolled her eyes at her guardian, gently pushing the black cat off her 'study' table.

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By the time Usagi had written four pages of her mythology story and read forty-five pages of her History book, her eyes had began to blur. It wasn't very long before she was soon she was asleep, a small puddle of saliva gathering on her desk.

"Usagi no baka!" Shingo barged into her room. He couldn't find his pencil case and he had supposed his sister took it as another one of her half-baked pranks. He was about to yell at her when he realised that she was asleep, a stack of books and a bunch of paper on her desk.

Shingo's eyes widened in shock and sympathy. He didn't know his sister did her homework, neither did he think she would get so much homework on her first day. Tiptoeing to her bed so that he wouldn't wake her, he cautiously pulled one of her blankets off and covered her shivering form with it.

He couldn't suppress the smile that made its way to his face when he saw the small puddle of dribble on her desk. With a shake of his head, he quietly left the room, closing the door behind him softly. He hoped his sister would never change …

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A/N My fingers are hurting! I've been typing non-stop for four hours straight!! Please review, I've slaved over this chapter just for you guys!! You might think these chapters short, but it was long for me…

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