Good morning, all! As we are now (about) halfway through this fan fic, I'd like to officially thank everyone who's been keeping up with this story! Come to think of it, I've been doing a LOT of thanking... I hope that isn't too annoying for y'all. Without further ado, chapter six!

Knock knock knock.

Ding-dong.

Grin. Azami knew he had outsmarted them this time.

Today, there was absolutely no way that he would get serenaded again. He had kept his promise and let Rindou come to the meeting, but she was tied tightly to her chair with ropes to prevent her from opening the door or joining the carolers. Also, as an extra precaution, Azami had locked the door to the meeting room, in case they tried to break in. No WAY were they getting in!

Hayama worriedly asked, "Headmaster, are you alright?"

Azami turned to him, puzzled. "Yes, I'm fine. Is something wrong, Hayama-kun?"

He shook his head and muttered, "Nothing. You just looked REALLY happy just now."

The Headmaster let out a strange chuckle and replied, "Is there something wrong with that? Hmmm?"

The ninth seat shuddered, clearly disturbed, as Rindou fought her constraints. Suddenly, Click. The meeting room unlocked. The double doors opened, and Arato Hisako slowly walked in, pushing a narrow cart. At first, the Elite Ten thought she might be bringing them snacks, but then they saw the contents of the cart: six feathery blobs rested on six nests, all crammed onto the metal slab.

The secretary stopped in her tracks a few steps into the meeting room, then quietly cleared her throat. Not yet catching on, Headmaster Azami pondered, "What is it, Arato?", and then, she began to sing.

"On the sixth day of Christmas…" "NOOOOO!" Azami cried, banging his head on the table. Hisako cautiously continued, "Er'na-sama gave to me: Six geese a-laying"

"FIVE GOLDEN RINGS!" Rindou exclaimed, standing up on her chair with one hand waving in the air. She must have managed to untie her ropes at some point. As the Elite Ten Members wriggled their eyebrows at the now-blushing Tsukasa, the other four members of the choir joined Hisako in the meeting room's entrance, each one holding their respective gifts.

"Four calling birds," "Three French hens," "Two turtle doves" "And a partridge in a pear tree!" Today, Alice was smiling cheerfully once again, for she had bought a leather bird glove so her doves would stop scratching her arm. The joy from the new gift allowed her the scream with

unrivaled and extreme energy, "HELLO, UNCLE AZAMI!"

"UGH!" was the response, as she finished with "Thank you for your time!" The five first years made their exit, closing the doors behind them and leaving a trail of feathers in their wake.

Rindou sat down, crossing her arms and displaying a smug expression. "See? No matter what you do, Headmaster, you'll always get sung to, every day, from now until Christmas. Stop trying to change your fate."

Azami was still looking down at the table, head in his hands. "I forgot that Arato has the master- key," he sulked. "That was a smart move, Alice, recruiting the secretary to your choir. I'll just have to be smarter."

He looked up and turned to the first seat. "Tsukasa! From now on, you are in charge of Rindou. Make sure she doesn't meet with Alice or any of the other first years between now and tomorrow's meeting."

The first seat nodded, "Yes, Headmaster!" "Good. Kinokuni!"

"Yes, Headmaster?"

"You are in charge of getting the master-key from Arato Hisako as soon as possible and giving it to me. Understood?"

"Yes, sir!" "Fantastic. Momo!"

Silence. The third seat turned to look up at her headmaster.

Azami ordered, "You are in charge of watching Alice and Kurokiba. I want to know who tomorrow's addition to the choir is!"

The small girl gave a puzzled look. "But, Headmaster…. Why do you need to know that?"

The Headmaster faltered, hesitant to admit that he was actually personally curious. So instead, he gave the eternally correct response, "Because I said so!"

With a sudden feeling of confidence, Azami grinned. "Tomorrow, we'll show them!" he proclaimed, although, deep inside, he felt as if it wouldn't be all that bad if he did get serenaded the next day.

I'll keep this brief: if you've been following this fan fiction religiously, and want to keep that trend, you might want to consider checking later tonight... Maybe. If not, then you might have an extra surprise tomorrow morning! ;) This includes a new bonus chapter, too, one that might not make much sense if you're not American... But was so much fun I had to do it!