A/N - Hey what up guys, I know I haven't updated in a while so I won't waist time in the first notes, so read on and I'm sorry...you'll see why by the time this chapter ends...- -

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Eye Contact

Chapter 6

Just Another Day

Weeks had past and soon the students found themselves comfortably into the groove of the school year. Now ending the second month of school, they struggle to keep their spirits high as the pressures of school start to weigh upon them.

Though the pressures may be too much for others, there are a few who choose to ignore them or are just able to handle them better. Of course amongst those few lay Hitomi and her group. We catch up with them as they walk through the halls, all just leaving a mandatory class to travel to their favorite period, Lunch.

"Man, this term isn't over yet?" Hitomi complained resting her hands atop her head in a lazed manner.

"Nope." Amano answered plainly.

"Boy, aren't you always such the helpful one." Tomi drawled out, giving him a side glance.

"Well, I don't like to brag, but it's just a skill I've acquired over my long years of training."

"Oh? And what type of training did you do?" Yukari asked in the same drawl manner Hitomi had.

"Well nothing special. But man, I gatta say that life's never been the same since graduating from "State the Obvious Academy""

The group's conversation drawled on in that manner for a while, with a few giggles managing to slip into the "serious" conversation every now and again. Passing by a corridor the three stop to wait, predicting the arrival of their missing members. And as if timed, two giggling blonds come walking down the tiled hall floor. Upon spotting the three they transitioned into a slow trot to meet them.

Now, with all members accounted for they started upon deciding on a spot to enjoy their lunches.

"Why don't we just go to the Caf, we haven't eaten in there in like, forever." Celena suggests. Quickly shutting down that idea Millerna replied,

"Oh, please. That overcrowded little room. I'd sweat my hair straight just by walking through the door."

"Oh please." Celena mocked, "You and your ever present wind would stay cool in the Sahara dessert." The others laughed.

"Whatever." Was Millerna's response, accented by a theatrical flip of her long, naturally curled blond hair and seemingly from no where, a light breeze came and blew her hair further out for a greater emphasis. Pointing at the phenomenon, Hitomi said,

"Oh my God, you can't tell me you guys didn't see that." The others nodded in agreement, and she continued to comment,

"I mean, seriously where the hell does that wind come from. We're in a freakin' air conditioned school. The air is still! I'm telling you, it's her model instincts." To prove her "seriousness" Tomi folded her arms and nodded her head as if her statement was trully profound.

"Puh-lease, model instincts don't cause wind." Celena stated smartly

"Finally someone starts talking some sense." Yukari sighed out.

"Exactly. Model instincts cause guys to flock to you. Duh, everybody knows that." Celena finished…not so smartly. With her previous statement now crushed and crumbled to the ground like rubbish, Yukari exasperatedly leaned her head against Amano's arm.

"You people are hopeless, absolutely hopeless." They all just laughed at her and her distress, the three blonds turning to give each other knowing looks.

They continue on in an aimless trek through the halls until, finally deciding on where to eat. They walked, feeling quite dumb for wasting so much time in thinking, towards the yard to sit under their favorite tree. It was then that Hitomi remembered she had forgotten something in the computer lab. Saying her quick good bye she left her bag with Amano, (ok, threw it on his shoulder) and rushed off back into the school.

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Feet pattering softly on the tile of the empty hall Hitomi cursed herself silently at her forgetfulness. It also just happened to be her luck that their computer lab was on the third floor. Stupid friggin'… she swore, as she quickly grabbed her note book and text book from on side her workstation. Stepping into the corridor, Tomi sighed deeply thinking of the distance she would have to travel in order to reach her food. And in fact, if food hadn't been at the end of that sentence she probably would just go to her next class and sleep till the period was over.

With new initiative, she made it down to the second floor in good time. Too lazy to keep up her former pace though, Hitomi lazed past the Cafeteria doors, noise from inside, not able to be contained by the swing doors, hit her ears painfully as she passed. She quickened her pace, swearing to God she would be deaf by the end of the hall.

Not really paying attention as she made her way pass the room of zoo animals, Hitomi bumped softly into a soft/hard object. Soft/Hard? She thought shaking her head softly then looking up to be stared down to by half angry, half amused eyes. Not being one to back down easily, after the initial shock, Hitomi stared bored into the beautiful red eyes of this person.

"Watch where you're going Kanzaki." The owner of the eyes growled out slightly. His intent, obviously, was to be intimidating. His stare would send most people quivering in fear, his glare even made 12th graders pee their pants (this is a proven fact). So imagine how put off he was when a girl, in his own grade, didn't even blink under his stare, which was intensified still by the fact that he stood over her by at least a head.

The two stared at each other for a while, luckily for them no one else was in the hall at that moment. Hitomi soon got tired of their little staring game and so broke free of the beautiful eyes' hold and continued her trek to her lunch and friends (though mainly her lunch), leaving an intrigued pale blond to stare behind her.

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Inside the four walls of the bustling zoo or "cafeteria" (as some call it) grades of every kind gather and converse about the dealings of the day, week and year. Separated by invisible territorial lines the grades were placed in order of arrival.

At the doors facing each other on either side the room, near the garbages, and sitting at the oldest tables, were the new juniors, as you move further to the back of the room, the grades got higher and with it, the table conditions were better. This order, of sorts, was not stipulated in school rules but it was a rule none the less, one that all followed with out question. When the next year came, automatically the years advance to take their new seats, then forcing the incoming juniors to place themselves obediently in the front. Actually with this "rule" in place it was very hard for one not to find a seat, (unless they were an outcast in their own grade) thus escaping any school wide embarrassment of sitting at the wrong table on the first day.

Moving closer to the back of the room, we find a group of well groomed teens sitting and chatting amongst each other. Amongst these an attractive brick red eyed young man sat thinking, and chatting at the same time. His mind troubled from various happenings at the beginning of the year he decided, not so long ago to deal with it, by just forgetting it. But as flashes of blonde and green creep up from the depths of his mind it became quite clear to Van that this problem was going to be a challenge to forget. Breaking him from his failed attempts to conentrate on not concentrating on a certain someone, a soft hand was placed on his arm and a feminine voice spoke to him.

"Van." it said, he turned to look into the half attractice face of Sakura.

"Yea." he answered as if he was listening the whole time.

"So what's your answer?"

"Huh? Oh...um, s...sure?" he answered a little skeptical to what the question had been. A splitting squeal broke through the noise of the zoo. Van cringed at the sound wondering if it that was a good squeal or bad squeal. Girls... He drawled out in his mind. Strolling in from behind them, having just caught the last bit of of the ultra sonic sound that came from the girl, Dilandu squinted painfully and said,

"Ok, where's the rat?" the others were late to answer, all trying to rub their hearing back into frequency.

"No rat, I'm just happy." Sakura replied to the blonde, still with a large smile plastered on her face. Oh that's what it was...Van thought at the same time that Dilandu said

"Oh that's what it was..." taking a seat on top the table to face the group.

"I don't know what she's all excited for anyway. Van only said that he'd take her to see that sapped up movie that's out now." Allen commented on, not really interested and very pissed because her squeal had made him drop his last piece of snicker bar on the floor. He looked at the fallen chocolate forlorned.

"Don't hate on "Walking on a Breaze before the Sunset" and anyway, what I can't believe is that she's squealing like Van is cute or something." A brunette, commented. Van turned to her looking absolutely offended by her comment.

"Well I never..." he said in a huffed up hauty tone, his actions prim like a high society snob.

"...will be cute?" the brunette offered as a possible answer.

"...will have children?" Dilandu chymed in as well.

"... will be as gorgeously endowed and as well versed as Allen." of course this came from the arogant blonde. Now gaining intrest in the converstaion the others in the group started to add their thoughts in and soon they had shut Van out all together and started talking about the ebony haired boy as if he weren't there. At this point Van was trully hurt and looked accordingly.

"Ok, Ok, I get it...SHUT UP!!" he roared over their voices, eyes burning with anger and embarrasment. They stared at him for a shocked second only to completely ignore him again to continue in their discussion. Some friends...He thought darkly.

A/N - Hey guys, yea I know, I know, long time no see. And I'm really sorry. Look, I've been having some problems um...with stuff and it seriously just knocked me face first in the dirt off of my previous high. It's taken me a while to get back up, and I'm still not completely back up to full form so, we'll just have to see how it goes.

OH, and I want to appologize for the crappiness of this chapter. I feel that it should have been longer and with a little more substance but for some reason I just can't find a way to add on or subtract form it. I think it's just my glum mood but what ever it is, I'm sorry for it causing you to have such a crapped up chapter. With all that's in me I promise the next one will be a whole lot better. I'll be getting back into the plot and you'll get to see what the out come was of Hitomi's latest experiment.

So I won't be asking for reviews this time around. I mean feed back is welcomed, but I'd understand it if you guys thought it right to punish me for this late and crapped up update. So fire away, flame me all you want. I diserve it. So untill the next update I bid you all fare well

Ja minna!