Chapter 1:

A/N: Hey Everybody! Guess what! I'm back! YAH! So I'm here to bring you the great and wonderful DN Fluffiness that we all love oh so very much.

Numair's Angel

Disclaimer: All Tortall character's belong to T.P, not me.

Daine walked slowly into the class room full of squires. They sat there talking and hitting each other on the arm for saying things that they didn't like. She stood in the door way and one boy saw her and stopped mid sentence. All of the rest of the squires turned to see what he was looking at. No one talked as they looked at Daine. The Boy who first saw her got up out of his seat and walked to he was standing in frount of her.

'Are you lost my pet?' He asked grinning. The rest of the boys laughed.

'I…' Daine couldn't decided weither to cry or run out of the room.

'No, she's not Bronson, go sit down. Now.' Numair's voice boomed behind her. The squire did as he was told.

Numair walked over to his desk in the frount of the room. Daine went with him and tried to hide behind him. Numair wrote on the board and frowned at Daine who was basically standing on his feet she was so close to him. He turned and looked at the class.

'Class, this is my personal student Daine. She'll be studing with us from now on. There's an empty seat in the back next to Bronson, Daine.' Daine nodded and walked to the back. She sat next to Bronson who watched her out of the courner or his eyes. She was pretty, she wasn't wearing any face paint and her hair was just brushed, nothing else was done to it. She was wearing a pink low cut shirt with a brown shirt that came down just past her knees. She had some type of animal claw tied to a thong around her neck. She had no jewelry on, though, around her wrist was a hair tie. Her eyes were beautiful, he noticed, deep and stormy blue. She was really pretty, he finally decided. Master Numair had started his lecture about ten minutes before he made that decision. He hadn't paid any attention, but she had. She gave him all of her attention, but somehow she had taken no notes. Only her name was written at the top of the notes that they were supposed to hand in. So much for copying, he thought. He looked around for some one to copy. When he finished and looked back at her paper, she had written something. It was a heart that on the inside it said Numair. She fansies him! Bronson almost yelled out. He was years older than her. What was so great about him anyway?

'Hand in your notes.' Numair's voice boomed out in both Daine's and Bronson's head. She blushed and looked nervious. Bronson acted as he thought what was on her paper was notes and he took them and handed her paper to the boy in frount of him. "Just to make sure you paid attention, you have a quiz, you have until the bell to finish."

Daine looked even more nervious. She looked down at the paper and didn't write anything. Bronson wrote trying to write without tearing holes in the paper. How could she possibly like him? He wished he had the power to get rid of Numair Saliman, perminately. Numair passed by her desk and put something on to her desk. Bronson looked over and saw that it was Daine's "notes". He had writen a reply to her heart.

I love you too Magelet. Don't worry about the quiz, I know you won't understand what I was talking about even if you paid attention today. How about instead of going to lunch we eat in my rooms?

Numair

Daine looked up at Numair, smiled, and nodded. He smiled back and got a page from out in the halls to send a note down to the cook. Daine watched him, clearly not doing her work, which annoyed Bronson even more. Numair looked at her and Daine blew him a kiss. Numair smiled as the bell rang. The squires got up and handed in their quiz. None of them had finished the quiz and clearly knew they were about to fail. Daine walked up to him as the last one of the squires had left. She kissed him instead of handing him the paper. Numair smiled when they broke apart.

'Did I pass?' She asked.

'Miss Sasarri, I'm surprised at you, you really think I'll pass you with just a kiss. You at least have to take of your shirt' Numair teased. Daine stuck her tounge out at him as he laughed at her reaction.

'Come one, I'm hungry.' Numair got up and followed her out of the class room.