A/N: Nyes, after a long wait, here's a chapter! Have fun!

Disclaimer: I wouldn't be writing a fictional story about my own work, would I?

"Monty Python? Isn't that an old comedy-show? It aired… I dunno, half-a-century ago?" I racked my brain for some tidbits of information. The girl before me, called Flashheart, grinned happily.

"Well, it actually came as a re-run a decade ago, and I got hooked, so yeah. But it is a comedy show!" She cleared up and tucked some rebellious strands of her black, ice blue and lilac-streaked hair behind her ear. Her lilac eyes shone when she was allowed to talk about her favourite things. She was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt with dark red, thick stripes on the sleeves. Her shirt said "Cross me once, shame on you. Cross me twice, you sing soprano." She also had simple, slightly faded light blue jeans and sturdy sneakers colored black, grey and with red shoelaces. She had dog tag hanging at her neck; I could not quite make out the pattern of it. It did seem to be a letter, like an A, or something. The R-2000's of their owners chatted away themselves, obviously enjoying each other's company. It had black fur and red eyes, crimson wings, ears and tail and its name is Darkest Night. It belonged to Flashheart. Another ball of fuzz floated around the room. It belonged to the other girl, Yuffie Kisaragi. The robot had green fur, brown eyes, green wings and a brown tail and its ears were brown. It's called Wutai for some reason. Yuffie came out of the bathroom, brushing her hair and drying it off. Did I mention we have these neat, cordless hairdryers, a bathtub, a Jacuzzi and many cabinets? Yeah. I know. It sucks to be me. Hah! Note the sarcasm.

"Hey, Yuffie! Wanna head down for some grub in a few?" Flashheart called out and turned towards her.

"Just a sec, I'll just dry my hair!" She responded and kept combing her hair. Jeez, for a ninja, she sure takes a lot of interest in grooming. Yuffie took a white band and wrapped it around her head, fastening it securely. She was wearing a green tank top, arm warmers by the color warm orange, black mini-shorts (Well she's bold, to say the least…) white socks and comfy-looking shoes (I have got to know where she bought those. Sorry, my inner-shopper took control for a while.) in shades of brown. She looked really cute, actually. Suddenly, the door opened, and someone stepped in. There was a moment of silence… Then I broke it.

"YOU!"

"YOU?" The guy pointed at me while I pointed at him. Holy crap-a-loony, that's the same guy that was sitting with Irvine! The guy with the long, brown hair on a ponytail who accused me of being a psycho! I bolted up, yanked him completely into the dorm room and grabbed his collar.

"WhatthefuckdudewhatthefuckareyoudoinginourfuckingdormroomthisisaGIRLS'dormroom!" I said fast while shaking him by his collar, and all in one breath. Wow, that must've been a new record. He looked at me, not completely grasping what I had just said.

And honestly, I'd been scared if he did understand what I said.

I took a deep breath and started all over.

"What the fuck dude, what the fuck are you doing in our fucking dorm room, this is a GIRLS' dorm room!" I shouted, slightly slower, but still at the same volume. He grimaced and slapped my hands away. Owch. That hurt.

"Okay, one, I think I just went deaf. Two, I have no idea what I'm doing here, this is where Limey flew." I raised my eyebrow at him. Lime-what? He looked at me like I was a complete retard and pointed up with his left index finger, right at his R-2000. It had lime-green fur, deep blue eyes and white ears, wings and tail. I blinked.

"He looks like a parfait." I felt someone's hand connecting with the back of my head, resulting a hearty 'slap!' and causing me to bob my head forwards.

"Owch, what the-"

"That wasn't nice, Ione!" Flashheart warned and glared at me. Hooo boy, she looks scary. I rubbed the slightly sore spot at the back of my head and smiled sheepishly.

"Apologize to him."

"Him who?" Flashheart raised her hand threateningly…

"Okayokayokay!" I turned back towards the guy and nodded my head.

"I apologize to the both of you." I ain't gonna bow in front of him!

"You know, a name would be nice." Yuffie piped in and clasped her hands to my shoulders. Hey, I'm not going to attack hi- no wait, yes I would. Ooops. Ha ha ha…

"Okay… A little space if you will?" He asked and we all backed up a bit. I mean I was still pretty close because, you know, I had been the one shaking his brains out of his ears. Hee hee hee… What a lovely mental image… As we backed out of his personal space, he straightened and cleared his throat.

"My name is Shun Kuroda. And you all are?" I was about to tell him my own opinion about him, when Yuffie piped up.

"I'm Yuffie Kisaragi, that's Flashheart and this here is Umino Ione. Nice to meet you." She smiled in a friendly way. Hah, nice to meet him my ass.

"Umm, this might just be me, but maybe we should go to the Headmistress' office?" Flashheart suggested, slightly bothered by the fact that I was growling right now.

"Well, at least some of you have bright ideas." Shun remarked and sent a meaningful glance to my direction. Clench fist, un-clench fist. Clench fist, un-clench fist…

"But how are we going to find her office?" Yuffie asked, slightly baffled. I calmly walked out of Yuffie's grasp and went to my bed. I dug out my visor. It was a skeleton of it was supposed to look like. Just the grey parts were showing. I put it on, the visor fitting my head snugly. That's funny; I hardly feel it at all… I put my hands to the 'antennas' as I called the doll-ears and pressed them.

"Visor, 50-percent mode." I called and the contraption hummed into life. I suddenly found a blue, glass-like surface before my left eye, saying 'Welcome'. Su-chan floated near me, curious about what I was doing.

"Su-chan, please download the map of the school. Mark a route to the Headmistress' office."

"Beep!" She (I decided Su-chan is a girl. Don't ask.) beeped and seemed to smile, and suddenly, the map of the school sprang to my vision. The blueprint was in golden color, and it showed the overall structure of the school first, then zooming into my current whereabouts, then a small, dashed line in silver came from my room and continued through the hallways.

"Okay, I got the map. Let's go cows, the barn's burning! (1)" I said energetically and pumped my fist up. Shun looked at me strangely, cocking his eyebrow up at me.

"Great thinking, Ione!" Yuffie cheered and grabbed her visor, but didn't switch it on. Flashheart retrieved her visor as well, and so did Shun. I walked to the door, and it slid open with a gentle hiss.

"Let's go!" I chirped excitedly and vanished to the hallway. I walked a little while, and then I stepped aside as Yuffie and Flashheart stampeded past me, giggling all the way. I smiled and shook my head, and then I glanced back to see if Shun was coming. He was almost behind me, and I started walking again. We walked in silence. Damn it irritates me when people are taller than I am. This guy was taller by like, 6 inches or something. Drats. We walked out of the hallway and into the elevators. Flashheart and Yuffie were running around and seeing all the possible things in the vicinity. We turned to the left and they both followed us. Suddenly my stomach growled. Loud. REALLY loud.

"My master calls me!" I chirped and turned on my heels, heading to the opposite direction, towards the cafeteria. I almost made it!

But I was yanked back. Rather harshly. I glowered at the guy.

"Shuun! Let me goo!" I whined as he dragged me behind him.

"Nope. I'm going, you're going. I suffer, you suffer." He explained his reasoning.

"But, but, but! All the food! The gorgeous amounts of food! All the main dishes, meats, fruits, potatoes, hot dogs, pasta-dishes, desserts, chocolate-based goodies, Danishes, sugary things, sodas and other things! I neeeeed foooood!" I whined again and tried to give him my best puppy-dog-eyes. Apparently, it didn't work. DRATS AGAIN!

"You'll get some food after this, now stop whining!" He turned his head towards me.

"And walk on your own!" He snapped as he had been dragging my food-deprived body behind him, as I mournfully gazed to the direction of the cafeteria. Farewell my dearies, but worry not, for I shall come back!

"But can't you hear them? They're calling for me! Listen! Eat me! Eat me! Eaaaaat meeeeeeee!" I whined but it had no effect. Man, I'm loosing my touch on this whole "puppy-dog"-thing. I reluctantly get up and walk on my own two feet. My stomach reminds me again of the fact that I need food.

"If I keel over and die before we reach the Headmistress' office, I'm so haunting your sorry ass for the rest of your life." Shun rolled his eyes.

"Joy to the world."

"Ah… So what's the problem?" The Headmistress asked and smiled to us kindly.

…. You know, I'll shut up now or else I'll get a week full of detention. Or more.

"Well, Headmistress, the problem is that Shun here seems to be assigned into our room." Yuffie explained. Thank Hyne for the ninja-girl! I glanced around the Headmistress' office. This place is awesome! The walls are lined with bookcases full of books. The bookcases looked old, and expensive. They were made of something dark red, most likely wood. The office had wall-to-wall light blue carpeting with a deep green mat laid at the middle of it. The Headmistress' desk was made of the same material as the bookcases, and it was facing the door, the back towards the windows. And the windows? Hoo boy, the windows. They were French windows. Magnificent things they were. They were from floor to the roof, spilling light into the room and making it seem even bigger than it already was. The Headmistress was sitting in a comfy-looking chair behind the desk. Her small robot was busy arranging the pencils and paperclips to notice us. There was a holo-screen on the desk, presumably served the job of her computer screen. We four kids were sitting in wine-red armrests. I think I like this headmistress.

"Ah ha, he he… Another one?" She smiled, slightly troubled.

"… Another one?" I asked. I don't like the sound of this. The Headmistress smiled still.

"Yes, well, you see, we switch the dormitories every year, you know, to let you meet new people and so on. Apparently, this year we have a lot of boys and not enough rooms in the boy's dormitory-wing. And the groups residing in each dormitory were created by random after the names were entered, so…" She smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of her head.

"So there are other boys in a group of girls as well?" Flashheart asked and rubbed the bridge of her nose. Oooh, I think she's getting a headache. She ain't the only one, let me tell you.

"Yup!" The Headmistress exclaimed. Oh Hyne, we're in trouble now.

"But Headmistress-" Shun started but he was cut off.

"Oh please, please don't call me Headmistress! It makes me sound old and wrinkly." She made a face and waved her hands, making us chuckle.

"Just call me Djinn, or Emeraude."

"Okay… Emeraude." Shun started again, slightly unsure.

"How long will it take to get me into a room where all the others are males as well?"

"A week."

"A WEEK!" I screeched and gripped the sides of the armrest and shooting half-up.

"At least?" Emeraude said, slightly taking aback by my outburst and trying to sink into her chair.

"AT LEAST!" Shun bellowed and did the same as me. Emeraude whimpered and sunk deeper into her chair.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! But things are so confusing right now and-"

"It's okay, I was just surprised, is all." I said and sunk back into my chair, letting out a breath. I think Shun mumbled "me too" and sunk back himself. Emeraude put her hand on her chest and sighed. Come on, we're not that scary, are we?

"Look, I'll do my best to sort this out, okay? I'm sorry about this, but I'm afraid you have to live at least a week in your current dorm, Mr. Kuroda." Emeraude smiled apologetically. Shun sighed.

"It's okay, I'll manage. I hope." He sent a meaningful glance to my direction.

"Relax, will ya? I'm not going to murder you in your bed." Yuffie cleared her throat.

"Though the idea is tempting."

"I knew you'd say that." Flashheart commented, and it was Shun's turn to rub the bridge of his nose. I swear, that guy is going to have a nervous breakdown by the end of that week. Or he'll rub the bridge of his nose to oblivion, which ever comes first. Bets, anyone?

"Well, if that was all, I think you should go eat. I think there are other-" A loud shout interrupted her and she grimaced again. "Unsatisfied students waiting to get a swing at me. Literally." We all hummed at her joke and got up, wishing her luck and leaving the cosy office, only to see many angry students. I don't think I've ever left a room that quickly. Not since my little brother had beans and cabbage for lunch and… Yeah, you get the point, right?

(1) Sorry, this is a popular joke among the youth of Finland. Sorry, if you don't get it. Haha. God, it sounds so much better in Finnish….

Well, that was that. Nyurh. Laters:)