A.N: Ok, this chapters relatively pointless and well kind of describe what kind of person Kimika and her friends are apart form the connections of the cards. So bear with me please.

Of course, there are again numerous cuts (sorry!) and changes (sorry again!) to the original story of the RP.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the original characters (Kero, Sakura, Tomoyo, Li etc), or the original plotline. As this was originally a role-play on GaiaOnline, the characters and some of the storyline and words belong in a way to their creators, through I've made many changes, they are still essentially the same!

Many thanks to those creators, including Hiryu-chan (the owner of CCS: The Next Generation).

Chapter Five: School Bullies and Sad Classmates

Kimika was late to class. She had opened the door to classroom just as her first period had started. Kimika blushed a deep magenta as she walked quickly to her seat next to Natsumi. She hated it when people stared at her; she now had the attention of everyone in the class. Kimika, through she could be loud and hyper in comfortable situations with her friends, was a reserved and quiet member of class, never the type to volunteer answers or present speeches to everybody. She hated feeling that people could see right through her; know what was going on in her head.

As she reached her row she gave a timid smile to Natsumi who flashed her, a bright one back and stuck her hand up in the air to answer a question. If there was something Natsumi loved, it was whole class attention.

The class had started on their bookwork and the classroom sounded like a zoo. Kimika sighed and leaned over to Natsumi's desk.

"Do you know the answer to question 6.?" She asked, tapping her pen against Natsumi's book. Natsumi nodded.

"The graph shows that she earned 46 this week and 28 last week. Kimika that was easy, even a dunce at maths like you would have known that…what's up?" Natsumi asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well…the 'dunce like me' didn't get it", Kimika said as she copied Natsumi's answer into her book.

"Of course, I did want to tell you I brought Kero along in my book bag" Kimika added with a smile. Natsumi immedently opened Kimika's green school tote and squealed in delight.

"Kero-chan!"

"Hey, Kimika that wasn't a very interesting snack that you put in there for me!" Kero said, allowing Natsumi to snuggle him.

"I sure hope your not talking about my lunch…" Kimika said frowning. Natsumi laughed.

"You both can have mine…so how did yesterday at Li-san's go? You didn't call me…"

Kimika sighed.

"Yeah, I felt a bit drained after…Sakura-san's really nice…like a little girl. I really didn't know the consequences of opening that box."

"Hey, kid I want cake!" Kero added, smiling. He blinked in surprise as Kimika grabbed him violently from Natsumi, hugging him tightly in affection.

"What is that thing? A remnant from your grandmother's clothes scraps?" said a voice above the girls.

'Miso…' Kimika thought worriedly. Lately this girl had been giving them trouble. She had enough on her plate without this snake.

"It's a stuffed teddy bear. Are you turning blind?" Natsumi said, coming to Kimika's defence. Kero's body was stiff and rigid, floppy like a real stuffed animal. Kimika clutched a little paw, squeezing it. She really didn't like Miso.

"Really? It must be trying to cosplay as one cos, that's the most stuffed up ragged bear I've ever seen!"

"Obviously you've been deprived a childhood" Natsumi retorted.

"Can't the little girl speak up for herself? Only little girls bring teddy bears to school. I threw all mine out when I was little. I don't even want to know how you got it"

Kimika had to make an excuse.

"Oh...um, My Great Aunt…gave it to me for my...Birthday!" said Kimika, trying not to make it obvious she wasn't that good at lying.
"Oh, well it's gotta be the grossest thing I've ever seen!" said Miso laughing, as she went to the other side of the room to chat with her friends.
Kimika sighed. She looked over at Kero.
"That's Miso, if you wanted to know, Kero. She's not my favourite person," said Kimika.

It was the period just before lunch, music to be exact. The class was rehearsing some pieces for the next school assembly. It was noisy and the class wasn't full of the most musically able students. Kimika was practising her clarinet, but no matter what she did the right notes never seemed to come out. She was glad that many of the others had the same problem, meaning she went unnoticed. Looking up towards the front of the room, Natsumi was coming towards her armed with her infamous trombone, the newest in a long line of infamous instruments. Natsumi changed her instruments like people changed their underwear. She'd been taking lessons forever but hadn't actually stayed interested long enough to learn something other then the basic notes. What really made Natsumi's underwear-like instruments special is that she made each one, from flute, to keyboard, to oboe, to an accordion somehow sound exactly the same - low, loud, annoying and most defiantly out of tune. It certainly puzzled teachers and scientists alike.

"Hey, look, Noda-san's late today too. Think he's trying to break your record?" Natsumi said with a sly smile, gesturing towards the pale boy who had just walked in the door.

"He always looks so sad, don't you think? I heard he lives with his great grandfather, because his parents died." Natsumi gossiped, settling into the seat next to Kimika. Kimika cast a glance at the boy, who was now setting up his old, battered violin at the back of the classroom. Kimika had to admit, whilst she knew of the boy (he was in her class after all), she never remembered speaking to him, or even hearing his voice in class. She could also see that Natsumi's observation was correct, he really did look sad. He seemed pale and delicate; his face framed but light blonde hair, his dark eyes hidden by a long fringe.

'It seems as if…he doesn't even have any friends' Kimika thought to herself, as the boy went unnoticed by everyone in the room, including the teacher. Kimika just couldn't stop staring at him.

"Natsumi, I'm going to sit next to Noda-san today," said Kimika, "sorry, if you want you can sit near us"
'Perhaps, he would like a friend, someone to notice and talk to him. Make him smile…' Kimika mused as she gathered her belongings and moved towards Noda. Natsumi nodded and followed suit.

"Konnichiwa, Noda-san" Kimika said with a bright and cheerful smile.

Natsumi wondered about why Kimika was suddenly interested in Noda-san, she had never even given him the time of day before. She herself had never actually talked to him before, as everyone in class stayed away from him. Natsumi felt sorry for him, but she never could find an excuse to talk to him. Maybe this is was her chance. So she took the seat on Kimika's other side. After all, if Kimika could find an excuse to talk to him, then hers must have just been delayed, right?

"...And then, the atomic bomb..."

She had already tuned out the teacher's monotonous voice. Absolutely bored, she twirled her pencil around the page, making dark swirls appear on the page. Then felt it. A faint, aura flickered to life. She closed her eyes and adjusted her posture, attempting to understand its position. To the others in her class, it must have looked like she was preparing to take a nap on her desk.

'Kimika's school!' She thought, her eyes snapping open. She stood up an announced to the teacher that her permanent slip, allowing her to leave at any time was now in use. The teacher cast a curious look the young woman as she gathered her things and hurried out, through, even he couldn't point out why she always made him feel weird sensations or why she used a permanent slip to leave all the time.

Once reaching the outside of her school, her body started emitted a soft green glow as she transformed into her into her true form. Clasping her hands in a prayer, she called out, "KazeWind, lend me your power!" She felt herself being slowly lifted up and she directed the wind to carry her to Kimika's School.

"Noda-san…" Kimika said, trying to make her voice steady and friendly, without being intimidating.

'I'd hate for him to think I'm like Miso or something…or even feel uncomfortable or nervous…what's that?' Kimika said as her thought was interrupted. She looked around the classroom, looking for the source of the disturbance but found nothing.

'It can't be nothing…it's like someone or something is doing something it shouldn't…am I actually sensing something?'

Kimika's eyes widened and flickered, as she begun to smile at herself.

"Ah… Waihashi-san? What are you smiling at?" said a voice that Kimika did not recognise. Kimika blinked for a moment and started at the person.

'Noda…'

"Oh, sorry I was just thinking about something. Hey, Noda, tell me - do you believe in magic?" Kimika said, staring at him. She could hear Natsumi's chair falling over on her other side.

'Magic?' Noda frowned. He doubted this girl from the beginning. No one ever talked him. He had thought maybe she was just being nice, but now…was she mocking him?

'How does she know my Dad was a magician?'

"No" he said, trying to stop the tears that would inevitable start from remembering.

Kimika stared at the boy. His attitude towards her had suddenly changed. Had she done something wrong?

"I want to show you something"

She didn't want him to be alarmed or to find out that she had the Sakura cards. It worried her that maybe other people might want the Sakura cards and would try to put her in danger to take them away but she made it a passing thought. She just really wanted to cheer Noda-san up.

Then she looked up and saw Kisaya-sempai.

Short!

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