Human growth and development: probably the most boring class you could be in. However Sohma Shigure was not sharing the rest of his class mates' various bored expressions. He was practically cackling with mirth. Hatori too wasn't quite his usual glum self, not that anyone noticed.
The teacher was currently taking roll.
"Sohma Ayame... Ayame-san?"
Silence and a burst of giggles from Shigure were her only answers.
"Where is Ayame!" she asked
Hatori raised his hand, "He elected not to come today, sensei."
"... WHAAAT?"
elsewhere
Ayame snickered to himself as he sneakily slid smoothly down the AC vent. The classroom was just below him now. He slowly poked his small silvery head through the hole in the ceiling that he and Shigure had made the day before and looked around.
Ayame spotted the long rod containing electric wires and such. He swung himself onto it. The sensitive scales on his belly picked up the buzzing of electrodes as he curled around the stick.
Ayame watched as the girls below him yawned, drummed their fingers, tapped pencils, passed notes and muttered amongst themselves during the showing of an AIDS video. This was a great spot! He still had three more days of sightseeing before the end of HG and D... that is, if his teacher didn't staple him to his desk.
AN: I decided to continue n' stuff! Hooray! Oh! and I have an idea for a knew story too! It will be a Naruto fic and the description isup on my profile, so tell me what you think. Please review!