I just realized I put up the fifth chapter without posting the fourth chapter! Sorry! Here it is now:

Chapter 04

The beginning of a very odd year…

"M-miiro!" Hermione all but yelled as she tried to balance herself on her bed, still staring at the smirking Miiro as she did so. "W-what are you doing here?"

"I'm your roommate. So you really didn't notice." Miiro replied quietly.

"W-what do you…oh…" Hermione calmed herself as she sat up in bed, still looking at Miiro. "So that's why you were looking at me like then when we met earlier?"

Miiro nodded, her smirk slowly turning into a small smile. Hermione sighed in relief, but soon nearly choked on the air before her as Miiro suddenly took her shirt off. "W-what are you doing!"

"I'm taking a shower." Miiro said calmly as she turned her back on Hermione and stood before her bed, removing all other articles of clothing. Hermione quickly looked away, now facing the wall as she heard Miiro close the door to the bathroom.

She let out the breath she hadn't been aware she was holding as she heard the water go on, and closed her eyes in frustration.

"This school…" She mumbled. "Is stranger than I expected it to be."

Hermione sighed quietly as she sat over her morning meal, her fist placed on her cheek as she stared off into space.

"Hime-chan?"

Hermione grumbled quietly in response, though she wasn't sure if she was now being addressed as "Hime-chan" or not, whatever that meant.

"Hime-san?"

"Hm?" Hermione said, now looking toward Keiro who was staring at her curiously.

"Which do you like more?" She asked with a smile.

"Nani?"

" "Chan" is cuter, but I think "san" is more like you," Keiro said between chewing. "It's more…elegant or something."

"Oh…ano…sure… "san" works. Wait, what's "Hime"?" Hermione asked curiously.

"It means "Princess"," Keiro said, her friends nodded in response. "I was just thinking that it reminded me of "Hermione"."

Shiori sighed; breaking Keiro's and Hermione's conversation as she looked dreamily passed them with her fist upon her cheek.

"What is it, Shiori-san?" Shiko asked curiously.

"It's Miiro-kun." Shiori said breathily, still staring passed them in a dreamy manner.

Kara rolled her eyes in annoyance and resumed eating. "She's always like this over Miiro-kun. She's infatuated with her."

"I thought "kun" was used for boys?" Hermione asked, looking toward Miiro.

"Yeah, well, Miiro's more…masculine than feminine." Keiro responded.

"I don't know…she seems pretty feminine to me." Hermione said, though she could see why she's considered masculine, though she was very thin and her hair was to her shoulders, though it was mostly tied up. She had a sort of aura that she wasn't very feminine, however.

"You'll understand when you get used to the school, Hime-san." Keiro said and smiled at Hermione as she stared at Miiro walking to a table where Ro Kato sat, laughing and smiling with her friends.

"She's my roommate." Hermione said subconsciously.

"NANI!" All four girls all but shouted as Shiori stood up, her palms pressed down against the long, wooden table. They all stared at Hermione with wide-eyes in disbelief.

"She's what!" Shiori shouted.

"A-ano…s-she's my roommate…" Hermione murmured, now realizing just what kind of situation she was in.

"M-miiro-kun?" Keiro murmured, looking from Hermione to the table that Miiro sat at.

"Is she really, Hime-san?" Shiko asked curiously, food hanging from her fork that was near her mouth. "You're really lodging with Miiro-kun?"

Hermione nodded slowly. "G-gomen nasai…it just kinda…"

"That's so awesome, Hime-san!" Kara all but shouted as Shiori said down grudgingly. "Do you know how lucky you are?"

"I-iie," She said, remembering the word meaning "no.". "Not really…"

"How can you not?" Shiori said angrily, nearly glaring at Hermione as she scowled. "Miiro-kun is the dreamiest, most attractive, simply perfect woman on this earth."

"Woman?"

"I can't believe you're lodging with her." Shiori now seemed a little calm, though Hermione was sure she was still upset. After all, she was just going about how "simply perfect" she is.

"She seems a bit…I don't know…" Hermione began, now examining Miiro's actions at her lunch table. She didn't seem to be saying anything, though occasionally she laughed or smiled, or Ro Kato said something to her that made her smirk. "Don't you guys think she's a little…enigmatic?"

"Enigmatic, Hime-san?" Keiro asked curiously as she resumed her eating.

"Well, it's just she's best friends with Ro Kato, but they're complete opposites. She doesn't sleep around and she's pretty quiet. How does someone like that get well-known and admired in a school?"

"Because she's-" Shiori began angrily, once again, before Keiro cut her off.

"In Goukaku, things just seem to happen." She shrugged, as if bored. "That's just the way it is. You'll get used to it."

Hermione nodded in response, finally moving her eyes away from where Miiro sat, and down to her food, though she seemed to pretty much lose her appetite.
Sighing, she stuffed the food into her mouth anyway.

Yes, very strange.

After Japanese Language with Professor Raiel once again, Hermione managed to find her way to Magical History with Professor Gwan. Gladly, Professor Gwan was a bit of a relief compared to Hermione's previous teachers. First it was Kamiyama, who didn't seem teacher-material at all, seeing as she smoked, swore, and was just a little rude during class. And then it was Professor Ichiro, who was definitely a woman of few words and seemed to not want anything to do with anyone. Professor Kawasaki was so energetic, and Kouda was unbelievably business-like, Hermione wasn't sure how to handle them all.

So then Professor Gwan comes around, just a simple, sweet, calm woman who gladly taught her students without seeming too out of the ordinary.

Hermione couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief after Professor Gwan explained that day's lesson, rather simply, and Hermione could get to work without feeling as if she had to deal with some crazy teacher.

Just when Hermione thought she had escaped, however, along came Professor Otsuko, who was, for a teacher anyway, rather shy. She talked quietly, and seemed rather stiff as she explained the day's lesson in Japanese to the other students.

When she singled Hermione out and spoke in her light Engrish accent, she stuttered just barely, and smiled nervously at Hermione before leaving Hermione to do the assignment.

Lunch went by casually. Just the usual gossip from Keiro and her friends, and then came Charms with Professor Chiba. When Hermione entered the classroom, she felt she could choke. Not only was the professor exceptionally attractive, with tanned skin and light brown hair, but in the back was not only Ro Kato and her gossiping friends, but Miiro as well.

To put it simply, Hermione had become accustomed to becoming nervous when around Miiro. Not only did they share a dorm, but also they had two classes together that she knew of as of yet. Who knew what else they had together.

I'm supposed to be getting like this around boys, Hermione thought as she tried to find a seat the farthest from Miiro and Ro. Well…maybe it's just the environment, I'm in a completely different country after all. I should be nervous.

"Hermione! Over here!"

Hermione, on instinct, snapped her head toward the direction of the sound but instantly regretted it. She was staring straight at Ro, who was waving for her to sit with her friends, who were smiling either sweetly or mischievously. But what really unnerved Hermione was the look that Miiro was giving her. It was a look of amusement that said, in basic, "Do you have the guts to come over to a group of lesbians who want to screw you?"

Well, Hermione couldn't have any of that, now could she? So she stood up before class officially started and sat beside Ro, who immediately took hold of Hermione's desk and pulled it toward her own.

"You don't have to sit so far away," Ro purred.

Someone hex me…

When the bell sounded, Professor Chiba instantly yelled over the loud students, "Class has started! Quiet, now!" And everyone instantly stopped. The funny feeling Hermione got from Professor Chiba was that she was strict, yet kind in the same sense. But then, no one could be sure until a few days with her.

"Assuming that you're all acquainted by now, I'll skip right to the lesson." Loud protests sounded before Professor Chiba quickly silenced them. "No whining in this class! Now, let's go straight into…"

Hermione didn't hear much more, only because Ro was leaning into her and whispering, "Who are you going to the dance with?"

"Excuse me?" Hermione whispered. She didn't want to be interrupted in class, but she had the feeling that standing up to Ro wouldn't be a very smart thing.

"The dance to welcome the beginning of the year," She said with a smile. "Who are you going with?"

"Oh…I-I didn't know there was a dance," Hermione replied shyly, fearing that Ro would ask her to this dance.

I should've just said yes! Why am I so stupid sometimes?

Ro arched an amused eyebrow. "Oh? Then come with me,"

"Wh-what?"

Ro grinned, tapping Hermione lightly on her head. "Come with me to the dance."

"Oh…uh…I mean…uh…why?"

That was rude!

"Because I want you to,"

Well she's just the demanding one, isn't she?

"O-okay…" Hermione answered. Well, she didn't have anyone to really go with, did she? Other than Keiro, but maybe Ro wasn't that bad after all.

"Girls! Pay attention!"

Charms passed with constant whisperings between Ro and her friends, while Ro kept trying to pull Hermione into the conversation. What was worse, though, was that Miiro looked absolutely amused at the fact that her and Hermione shared their next period together-Defense Against the Dark Arts with Professor Nakashi. But what was more, she asked Hermione to sit with her, and she did.

I must have an inability to say "no" to anyone today, She thought as she inwardly sighed and sat down, rather clumsily, beside Miiro. Now, when I say clumsily, I mean she was half way off her seat when her books fell to the ground.

She squeaked and nearly bent down to pick them up when Miiro did it for her. As she bent over in her seat, Hermione took notice of a tattoo on her lower back. It was something in Japanese, so she didn't understand it. But, nonetheless, it looked interesting.

"It means heart," Miiro suddenly said. Funny how Hermione hadn't even noticed her books stacked neatly on her desk once again.

"O-oh. It's nice," She said and smiled.

"I thought you would say it's bad for my skin," She said in an amused tone, slouching down in her chair and looking away from Hermione. Even though class had started, Hermione was more interested in studying Miiro than DADA.

"Why?" She asked curiously.

"Because you're a good girl," Miiro replied, rather simply as she looked once again to Hermione, and Hermione saw a flicker of attraction in her eyes.

Hermione gulped subconsciously before hearing her name being called, and she averted her attention to the front of the classroom, where Professor Nakashi stood, staring at her calmly while the rest of the class was either glaring daggers at her, most likely because she was sitting next to Miiro, or grinning in amusement.

Hermione nervously stood and quickly walked to the front of the room, her head bowed slightly.

"H-hai, sensei?"

"Would you please restrain yourself, Miss Granger? Miss Miiro all ready has enough fans,"

"G-gomen nasai, sensei. Of course…"

"Good, now, today's assignment…"

Feeling absolutely exhausted, Hermione fell disgracefully onto her stomach. Not only was she asked by Ro Kato to this dance, but also she was now having mixed feelings toward Miiro. At first, she was intimidated, but then she became more interested and curious. And now, she was both. Not only had she been badgered by her friends at dinner by it, but also Ro had come up out of nowhere with her "posse", as Shiko liked to call them, and just started casual conversation.

Hermione grumbled into her pillow and scrunched her hands in her hair, ready to leave the school for good and return to Hogwarts.

"Frustrated, are we?"

Hermione shot up, staring wide-eyed at an amused looking Miiro, who was sitting casually on her bed that was across from Hermione's.

"When did you get here?" Hermione asked.

"Just now." Miiro replied simply.

"Oh…" And silence fell between them. Hermione looked around nervously, trying her hardest to avoid Miiro's gaze.

"What is it?"

"What is what?" Hermione said too quickly.

Miiro smirked. "You're agitated,"

"I-Iie…I'm not."

Miiro's smirk widened as she crawled under her sheets (she had previously been in her pajamas). "Whatever. Good night,"

"Yeah, good night…"

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Well, now you get two chapters in one day! Hope you like them, Jaa ne!