A/N - So like I stated in the last chapter, this is probably going to be the quickest update I'll ever do, so you guys are really being treated (well...that really all depends on whether you like this chapter). So ne who, I don't have much to say, so I'll let you get on with the chapter. Hope you enjoy it.

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Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Went the choir of little Van's inside his head, for the lord was with him that day. This just had to be a sign, Sakura was definitely not the one for him. He began to show the slightest hint of giving up on Hitomi and there she was, right in front of him…well on side of him, in all her sleepy glory.

He had looked at her when she first came to her new seat at the front of the class, but she caught him, and him being the coward that he was he looked away. But who cares about that incident, from the looks of it, that's going to be her seat all year. Wait, not all year…for three years! In front of the rejoicing choirs a line of Vans tumble in joy.

"Hey Van." Sakura called from her seat behind him. "I can't see, but I don't want to move."

Van didn't answer.

"Van!" she tried again, this time he was pulled from his fantasies and noticed her.

"Huh!"

"I. Can't. See." She said to him as though he was slow. It took a while for his rebooting mind to grasp the simple sentence but when he did finally get what she was saying, his mind went into over drive to see how to use this to his advantage.

Now I guess when people do most things, others tend to think there is little thought behind it. Especially when it comes to the cutest of teenage boys, even more so the rebels, people tend to assume that what ever they do is because they just wanted to. Of course they want to, or they wouldn't have done it, but you have to give some credit to those (like Van) whose actions always (well sometimes) have a deeper motive, and took the use of actual brain cells to conjure up. Bravo Van.

His mind set to work, the little vans changing from their angel robes to adorn slack pants, suspenders and thick framed classes, as they all toiled away in specialized cubicles. Hitomi is on the side of me. I'm on the wall. If I turn to face the board more that wouldn't be seen as weird, and even so, Sakura will move with me, they might think that I like her, but that doesn't matter. Mr. Branner's cool too so turning it shouldn't be a problem. Ok. I got it. And amazingly in a matter of seconds Van was ready to solve Sakura's and his own problems.

"So what do you want me to do?" He said joked.

"Something." She said also in a joking manner.

"What? You want me to buy you glasses?"

"That'd be helpful, it's not like you don't have the cash to do that."

"Oh, correction, my father has the money, he just allows me the privilege of accessing it. Well, that's what he tells me at least." Sakura giggles cutely at Van's serious joke.

"Anyway, let's see what I can do." He looked around them, seemingly assessing the situation. Then as if something hit him, he snapped his fingers and walked over to Mr. Branner at the board, stealing his attention and stopping his teaching.

The class was relieved at the break in the torture, so when Van had finished his talk with Mr. Branner and the devil began his lesson again, groans of agony ran through out the class, though one voice was missing, for even though she had the worst seat in class, not even sitting next to the teachers desk could keep Miss Kanzaki awake. Even as the bell rang signaling the end of the first period of Math she still sleeps unperturbed.

Finally being able to have a real break, if only for five minutes, the students stood up out of their seats, stretched and talked amongst themselves; reveling in their free time. While they did this Van and Sakura rearranged their desks to their liking.

Their desks were on the wall next to the door, and they were the first two seats, so they just tilted their seats diagonally to see the board better. Or see Hitomi better, for Van at least. For Sakura, it meant that she had a full view of Allen and Dilandu while having Van in close proximity at her side.

The Bell rang and the students "joyfully" went back to their seats. Van though, was already in his seat taking in the full view advantaged of his newly arranged desk, he leans back in his chair nonchalantly seemingly paying attention to the teacher, while waiting to see what'll happen when Hitomi would look his way.

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"Hey Dryden, saw you chillin' with your track honey again at break." A random guy noted playfully as they walked into their accounting class. Dryden only smirked.

"She's not my honey, she's a sweet girl, and I like hanging around with her."

"There you go with your old man lingo. 'She's a sweet girl' Man bring it up to the new millennium will ya."

"If talking like an ignorant hillbilly is being in the new millennium then I shall gladly take that old man title."

"Man you're no fun." The two sat at central seats in the class and a girl, small in stature, came to sit onside them.

"Hey Teeny."

"My name is not "Teeny". Or is that a concept your teeny mind can't deduce?"

"Ouch, what's with all the dumb cracks this morning anyway? I can't believe I choose to call you two friends."

"Don't worry it's a mystery to us as well." The short girl, flipped her medium length dark hair indignantly and looked to the front.

"Don't be so hard on him Chibi, he's smarter than he looks."

"Why thank you Dryden, at least someone's on my side."

"…Though I didn't say a lot smarter." He and Natsume shared a laugh.

"You old people and your old people jokes make me sick."

"Mr. Hiroshima! Would you like to come and finish this new bill that I have on the board, since it's quite obvious that you are able to teach this topic since you're so blatantly ignoring my teaching." Called a lanky woman, in her late 40's, to the disruptive youth.

"Naw, actually I think you're doin' a splendid job Tachibana-san. I don't think my input would be needed at this point. You may continue if you wish." Kiro said in an executive type manner. The class burst into laughter at the spectacle. Even Dryden and Natsume laughed heartily at this. As the class quieted down, using no words Mrs. Tachibana held out her hand holding the chalk, silently commanding him to shut up and come. Sighing he did as he was told.

After three minutes at the board, he placed his piece of chalk down and went casually strolling to his seat. As she checked over the large amount of work and numbers that he had worked out, without a calculator, her eyebrows rose slightly for everything was right. Not one off number. And all was silent.

"Eh hem, well, Good work Hiroshima, let's just try and be a little less disruptive in class, for those that actually want to learn something." She turned to the board and started to write, shamed at the turn of events.

Taking his seat behind Dryden, His friends turn to look at him skeptically.

"What?" he asked. Their stares didn't waver. What's with all the silent language today, he wondered.

"Look, over the summer my dad got me a tutor in the subjects I chose and it turned out I was pretty good with accounting so he had me help do his check books with the accountants for his company." He leaned back in his chair and placed both hands behind his head, "I could drop out of school now if I wanted to." He smiled widely and proudly at his new gift. Accepting this answer as truth, the two turned to the front satisfied. He in turn leaned in his seat to whisper…

"Ya can't call me stupid now, now can ya?" he said through a large grin. Natsume just sighed, flipped her hair, and turned slightly to face him.

"Stupid is as stupid does. And in your eloquent way of speaking, "You does still do stupid-ness" she said the last part using an over exaggerated hillbilly type voice. Dryden laughed at this. Sitting back deflated, Kiro slouched in his chair and crossed his arms like a little boy.

"I don't speak like that." Natsume turned to face the front, smiling.

Damed old people, he thought.

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"Tomi." A voice called out to her. She looks around at the scenery, but everything is blurred. She can barely make out a few desks and a blackboard so she assumes that it's a class room.

"Tomi." The voice calls again. She gets out of the seat she didn't remember sitting in and walks to the door, at least where she thinks the door is.

Things clear up as she starts to walk and she can now tell that it is a class in her school, and from the looks of it, either English or Math.

"Tom…" the voice calls again, but as she whips her head around she makes contact with something hard, and yet soft, sending hers and the body of the person to the floor landing in a tangled heap. Rolling off of the person she and he groaned in pain. Looking over at him she forces her nerves to stay calm.

"Van?" she asks, as he helps them up from the floor.

"Yea, but man your head's hard. Did you get your skull replaced with metal or something?" Refusing to be embarrassed, she merely smiled.

"So what did you want me for?" She guesses that this would be the perfect chance to win Van over to at least a friend status, but so what if this was Van. What? Now that he's talking to her, she should just suddenly act all lovey? He only smiled back.

"Van?" he kept smiling.

"Van?" still smiling. Getting tired, she decided to leave him. A conversation is no fun unless two parties are taking part. Suddenly his arm reached out and grabd onto hers firmly but gently. She looked to where he was holding her then looked at his face.

"Let go." He did. " So, what do you want?" she questioned.

"Oh yea! Sensei wanted me to come get you 'cause we're goin' on a field trip and we almost left you 'cause you were sleepin'." Then retaking his grip on her arm, he dragged her from the room and down the hall. Before she could even protest she was suddenly inside of a Bus, to God knows where, and sitting beside her was the same giddy Van.

Ok, something is definitely weird here. But who cares Van is next to me and I can feel his body heat. Tired of suppressing her natural school girl feelings she takes a nice long, unnoticeable squeal of joy in her mind. She turns to talk to him when, a bell or maybe a siren sounds around the bus. She looks out the window to find red and blue lights flashing.

"Oh no, it's the cops, everybody hold on." The driver yells and soon the bus picks up speed and everyone is thrown back. Then they are mysteriously on a cliff side road with many winding curves.

Though she was sure a situation like this called for more of a screaming response, every time she ever got the need to scream, the bus would jerk and either she or Van would go crashing into each other and her scream would turn into more of an ecstatic smile. Soon they were holding onto each other for dear life, to try and stop abusing each other.

The bells kept ringing and the lights kept flashing until suddenly the sirens stopped and the lights morphed into one light, a blinding white light and this is when she noticed...

"Damn I'm awake…" Tomi mumbled squinting at the bright over head lights. What period is it? She wondered as she slowly moved her head to the other side facing Mr. Branner's desk. She then slowly moved her aching body to sit up. School desks, as she already knew, were not the best for napping. Raising her hands in the air, she leaned back, stretching all she knew until she felt her back crack, releasing all that built up tension from sleeping so long.

While doing this, unbeknownst to her she had caught or maintained the attention of three certain fine boys in the front seats. Her stretching showed some of her curves that her loose fitting school uniform usually left hidden.

Feeling more awake but not necessarily awake she leans on the desk lazily and looks around her. Turning her head to face the door, she meets the gaze of Van. Now if she were more awake I guess she would have flinched or something of the sort, but her mind wasn't processing much so as if she's blind she squints a little while keeping his gaze. After of few seconds of staring, she looks away to the board and tries to grasp the topic Mr. Branner was teaching currently.

Quickly going over the very long equation that was already on the board, it only took her a few minutes to figure out that she didn't understand any of it and that looking at it was only going to make her more confused.

Checking her watch she notices that only about 10 more minutes remained in the period, so she leaned to the side of her desk to get her bag and starts packing it to leave. As she puts her note book into her bag, she wills her eyes not to go as wide as they want. It would seem that after all that, Hitomi's mind finally began to function at a normal level, thus it was able to interpret with clarity, what she had seen earlier. And what she had seen earlier was Van Fanel, with chair turned half facing her, and staring at her.

She stopped what she was doing and took a side glance to Van's general direction, and to her surprise instead of seeing the side of his head or something her eyes immediately connect with his, as if he was looking at her for a while. She looked away quickly, slighty shocked.

Ok, that was really weird. Usually I'm the one staring holes into him, what's with the sudden role swap. I'm suppose to be the stalker. Not him. She notes in her mind, trying to quickly decipher what had actually happened while she was asleep to cause such a switch in his character.

"Ok class, I know this is weird, since I'm your math teacher," Mr. Branner suddenly says, rushing to his desk to pick up a piece of paper, "but they told me to give you notice that the Grade 10 speech competition is next week and we need one person from each school house to write a speech and present it." He stops, and continues to read silently to himself, as the class whispers amongst themselves.

"Ok…" he began again, "It says that a few people from each house has to recruit a person to represent their house." He stops and looks around the class. "Any volunteers?" there is a quiet in the class, but then Van, shattering the silence, throws up his hand and says…

"I'll get someone for Fanelia."

"Ok, very good. What about the other houses?"

Hearing this; Hitomi's ears perk. He's going to ask me to do it. She quickly comes to a conclusion. I know that we are in the same house, and I think he does to. And I know he knows I'm good at Japanese essays, so he's definitely going to ask me to write. Man I wish I could bet with someone on this. I'd make so much cash. Though it wouldn't count as a real experiment because there's no doubt how it will end up, she'll still counts it as legit, just then the bell rung.

"Ok, see you tomorrow people." And so the class filed out, happy that the class was over.

Getting up from her desk, Tomi could see from the corner of her eyes that Van was coming over. What? So soon? She thought, acting like she doesn't see him. Throwing her bag over her shoulder she waits for Yukari and Amano to come to the front so that they can go to lunch. And as she stands there she feels Van's presence on side her, but she doesn't look. She hears him take a breath, but no words come out. Then as quickly as it came his presence is lost, she turns to inspect this and finds Van's retreating figure walk out the door with his bag in hand.

Hitomi frowns, Coward, she notes in her mind. What's so hard about talking to her? It's not like she's one of those anti-social "I'll bite off your head if you try and make contact with me" persons. So she can't figure out why Van finds it so hard to talk to her. And she refuses to use that tired old single women's excuse that men are afraid of strong women. That's a bunch of bull if you asked her. So in confusion she stares at the door where Van's figure is long gone, trying to come to a reasonable conclusion to what happened.

"Hey, Tomi let's go. Lunch is the only period I'd be seriously pissed being late for." Yukari says as she walks past her dazed friend. Amano follows close behind Yukari but stops at the door to stare back at Hitomi.

"Hey, you comin'?" he asks gently, a quiet "Are you Ok?" question hidden behind his words. Hitomi snaps from her state and smiles a small smile to Amano.

"Yea, yea I'm coming"

A/N - So that's it, hope you all liked it. To be totally honest, I have no idea when I'll be able to update this chapter, cause well, not only do I have to type it up, but the whole checking over process takes really long for me, plus I have a powerpoint project to do for computer class so that's going to be taking up most of my computer time. So yea, I'll try to get it to you by next week, but I'm not promising much.

Well, since all that's said, I just have to ask you again that if you find yourself unable to continue reading my story, it would be of great use to me if you would send me in a review or message the reasons as to what turned you off to it. Feedback is very important to me, as it is to assist me in improving my writing.

So until the next chapter, hope you all have a good week,

Ja Minna!