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Rating: PG

Step Down From Grace—

Chapter nine: Wielder of Ice

His mind was esle. Drifting far away from the sensei's boring lecture. His light colored eyes were locked upon the deligent form of Okuni. He couldn't help it. He was dead curious to know when Okuni would approach him. Lunch, yes that seemed reasonable enough.

He sighed, boredly. He might as well turn up his toes and just die of boredom. This class was the pits. Everyone he knew except the nerds liked the language class required, english. It was so diffcult to understand, the literature, the vocabulary, and these past tense rules. It was all too hard to compile in one's mind.

His thoughts were scattered when he heard the english sensei's sharp demanding voice that shook him awake. All eyes were upon the light haired rebel.

He smiled good naturedly, as he always did; his eyes closed in a cat like fanshion.

"I'm sorry, I drifted off. Could you repeat the question please, sensei?" Akira smiled with a saccharine voice that cloyed his slight annoyance.

'This is obvious punishment for not paying attention, right?'Akira thought bitterly as the sensei began to speak.

"I asked you to tell the class what the past tense of 'go' in a sentence would be," the english teacher remarked with a look Akira would to rip off her face; it sickened him.

Akira just smiled though, keeping his rather harsh thoughts to himself. He stared up at the ceiling thinking ofa reasonable sentence using the requirements he was given. One popped into his mind and he cleared his throat nervously.

"Earlier I had goed to the grocery store."

There were a few who sustained themselves in order to conduct a sort of respect for poor Akira. Yet some burst out in clear laughter including the sensei. Akira just continued to smile even in his total resentment for two people esspecially in the room. Kyo...how dare he.Kyo wouldregret this moment and pay for it dearly. 'Laugh while you can, O master.' As for sensei, Akira just smiled dryly. She would too feel regret too.

Wiping a few tears from the corners of eyes, lifing her glasses slightly, the middle aged woman let out one last laugh as the room quieted down enough for her to speak. She clutched her side, it ached noticably in her heavy laughter. Akira blinked, his eyes still unopened, as they usually were. Dispite his performance in academics and P.E, which were mostly excellent or average, many of his teachers or peers didn't know or forgot that he was blind. His keen senses were always sharp and mostly perfect. His mind was clear, just his "regular" vision was gone. His eyes failed but yet he could still see.

"Was I wrong?" he asked bluntly, knowing perfectly well that he was.

His attention darted towards Kyo who mouthed "moooron" and turned around in his seat with a crude look. Akira was shooting daggers at Kyo before his attention was called by the teacher's voice. Akira turned towards back to where the sensei stood.

"The correct word to insert would be either 'went' or if the sentence was entirely rephrased, the word would be 'goes'. 'Goed' is not a word at all in the English language," the teacher tried to say politely, stiffling her giggles.

Akira smiled, rather over doing it intending to mock the teacher. Kyo grinned mentally seeing Akira's behavior, reading right through that smiling face. Okuni raised a brow as the bell sounded and lunch time had begun. What is that punk up to? He's definately...up to something. She sighed, shrugging packing up her text books and began to rise from her chair before she a hand was placed on her shoulder, lightly. Digusted, she looked up to see Akira.

He smiled in a friendly manner, his face dropping lower to hers, moving to her ear, "I know what you're aiming at."

Okuni scoffed coolly, not bothering to pull away. Akira...always so swauve and overly confident when it comes to girls. Okuni reminded herself firmly, but only if a moon was blue, would she dare to fall for Akira. But Kyo was the man for her. Only in her dreams...

Akira laughed lightly, "Come come now! Don't play hard to get. I just wanted to offer some advice okay?"

Akira pulled closer.

"Don't wait any longer. If you want connections, I'll glady set up an appointment to meet my own aquaintances. There's an opening anyway."

Okuni's eyes widened. He was sure of himself, and she admitted bitterly...he was a hundred percent on track and correct. Akira was offering her an opportunity of a life time! The way to make Kyo think only of her. But-

"Think about it Okuni-san," Akira assured her pulling away with a simple smile, he slung his bookbag over his shoulder heading for the open door. "When you're positive of a permanent answer. Come to find me. I'll be around and avaliable. Ta ta."

As surely as he come, he left. Only a whisp of white hair could be seen as Akira made a swift break from the English room. Okuni sighed and slunk low in her desk. Talk about pressure. She leaned over on her desk, her head propped up by her hands. What was a girl to do...

A/N: Sorry it took so long. I do apologize! I'm on vacation at the moment so this is the last update until then. Please have a good holiday! And PLEASE REVIEW IF POSSIBLE!