Surviving a Boy's Boarding School

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

...is it really that hard to figure out who Ikeda and Ishida are? Looks like I have to give a few more hints... I only received one guess so far, and that was considered a wild guess.

Okay, I may have went overboard with the hints in this chapter. Or maybe not...

I apologize for the late update. Temisu (aka Texmaris here) created a fanfiction account, and since she's helping me with these stories, we decided to focus a bit more on hers for a while. It's not going very well, unfortunately.

Another display of female puberty appears later in the chapter (and by that, yes, I mean menstruation).

Chapter 8: Meetings

The rest of the week passed without much excitement. During the second dance session, the number of bruises and minor injuries decreased slightly, though Sakura still proclaimed that they had a long way to go before they were ready for the 'ball'. Ikeda and Ishida seemed to place their rival-like feelings for each aside and cooperated for the sake of getting the sessions done early, but they still didn't pass a chance to growl at each other. How they became teammates, Tenten could not figure out, but she secretly hoped that their third teammate was rational enough to keep them apart. Kankuro was still unhappy about teaching dancing to people who were a year younger than him, but tried to cooperate. Tenten chatted with Hinata, and she seemed okay. Sakura could potentially become her friend as well.

As for Haku, he improved a lot and now, it was only Tenten who was making mistakes during their dance practices in the room. From what she heard, Tsuki was improving as well, but he didn't like talking about the practices. In fact, he seemed to become more reserved in the past few days, though he was still more talkative than Neji (which isn't saying much). Of course, Taiyou noticed and had tried to 'cheer' him up, which resulted in two stomps and a throbbing foot. At least that part of Tsuki hasn't changed (according to Taiyou).

Currently, Tenten's group was once again going to another dance-related event, though this time, it was more of a 'get to know each other better' thing. It was held in the auditorium in the Boy's Boarding School this time, though, and was like a mini-social. Contrary to what Tsunade had told them, they weren't going every Sunday, but only every other Sunday. That was a relief to Tenten, as she didn't want to waste time at these 'socials' when she could be sparring with Neji (which had become a common occurrence despite the fact that he refused to call her 'Hayaite' to reasons not known to Tenten) or studying.

There were about ten more minutes until the start, and even though most of their school's second-years (and some third-years) had already arrived, two figures weren't there. That was evident in the fact that Tenten's group consisted of three people today instead of five.

"Where are they?" asked Tenten irritably as she scanned the sea of males. "They're going to be late at this rate. Tsunade-sama threatened to make us run a hundred laps around the campus perimeters if we were late!" Lee opened his mouth to speak, but she cut him off. "Yes, we know that you can run a hundred laps easily, Lee, but not everybody is as... 'youthful' as you."

Lee grinned. "Thank you, Hayaite! And I am sure that they are also very youthful; youthful enough to not be late!" he responded optimistically. As if on cue, a certain clump of navy and another of brown appeared behind him just as Lee said 'late'.

"Sorry guys, but we're going away for the whole day," said Tsuki, looking like he ran all the way to the auditorium from the dormitories. "We got a call from my parents. There's some family business that needs to be tended to and it'll take up the whole day. We've already discussed this with Tsunade-sama. Also, before you even ask, our families are business partners," added Tsuki, the last part directed to Tenten.

"Right. So, we'll see you guys tomorrow!" called Taiyou, already making his way to the door. Tsuki rolled his eyes and with one last wave of farewell, ran after his best friend.

"...okay, speak of the devil," observed Tenten, sweat dropping. "I know this is a bit random, but I have no idea how they became friends."

"True," agreed Neji. "Taiyou can be too tactless and open for his own good while Tsuki seems to be more, well, tactful and quiet but moody at times." He shrugged. "But that's not of our concern."

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"AH-CHOO!" Tsuki and Taiyou sneezed, then looked at each other, slowing down their pace.

The latter sweat dropped. "Either somebody's talking about us behind our backs, or that was a strange coincidence since though neither of us have a cold..."

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Soon after that, the students from the other school filed in with their principal. After a few introductions and announcements by Tsunade-sama and Jiraiya-sama, the students were forced to socialize with each other and reminded that they needed a partner by Christmas.

"Troublesome," grumbled a voice behind them. Tenten whipped around to find most of the FSMA teams present, and the boy with the pineapple-like head was obviously the one who uttered the word before. "This is just a waste of time."

"Agreed," sighed Sasuke, hands in his pockets. Immediately, though, his head shot up, and, with an irritated (and possibly startled) expression on his face, he backed away quietly to a secluded and slightly hidden area. Apparently, Neji felt something as well, as he followed Sasuke shortly afterwards, motioning for Tenten to follow. Shikamaru went along as well.

In the secluded area of the auditorium, (though the loud sound of student chatters still reached them), Tenten looked at her roommate with a confused expression on her face. Neji sighed. "You'll see in a few moments," he mumbled. Sasuke still looked slightly agitated for an unknown reason and Shikamaru just stared out towards the rest of the auditorium, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, taking Tenten off guard, a large amount of squeals and screams were heard as a group of particularly... 'stereotypical girls' (feh, according to some movies, novels, etc...) made their way towards the area where Neji had just dragged Tenten from. From what she could see, most of the other boys looked even more agitated as Sasuke had been (now, he had on a smug smirk) and tried to escape from the view of the fangirls.

Of course, a good portion of the other school's female population was looking rather embarrassed at the fangirls, while some others walked away from them, not wanting to associate themselves with the hyperactive ones. That probably relieved the FSMA team members, but it still didn't help with the fact that about twenty girls were simultaneously trying to ask them out.

"...interesting..." said Tenten, sweat dropping. "Does this really happen every time you guys see your 'sister school'?"

"Unfortunately," answered Sasuke, leaning on the corner of the wall. "All of the more obsessive girls seem to be attracted to FSMA team members, and this happens almost every time they see us." Tenten nodded in understanding as she looked back at the squealing fangirls. Haku was already with Zabuza, so they didn't bother him much. As for the others, though, they had to struggled to get away from the grips of the fangirls. Some of the girls were searching the room frantically, and Tenten guessed that they were after Neji, Sasuke, Shikamaru and... she shuddered. She'd already heard before that she had fangirls, but this was ridiculous.

There were a few shouts of "WHERE'S SASUKE-KUN!" and "WHERE'S NEJI-KUN!" from the crowd, making the two said boys cringe. Tenten concluded that they must be the most popular out of the members, and, apparently, they didn't like it. She observed further that both of them were considered geniuses (Neji was the second smartest in the grade after Shikamaru while Sasuke was in third) and had cold personalities.

'Is that what really attracts those girls?'

"Hiding from the usual?" asked a female voice near the group, making Tenten jump. Neji and Sasuke flinched while Shikamaru just gazed lazily at the new arrival. He, of course, recognized the voice at once, unlike the other three; in fact, Tenten had never heard it before.

"Forced into this too, Temari?" he asked idly to the four-ponytailed girl in front of them. Her smirk and cool eyes told all of them that she was NOT a fangirl, though the fact that she was carrying a very big fan on her back should've given it away. Tenten highly suspected that it had purposes for other than being a useful tool to have around during the hot summers.

"Yeah, unfortunately," sighed the girl. "Jiraiya-sama wanted all of the third-year girls to attend so that there wouldn't be that much of a shortage in girls during the dance. The female population at our school dominates the males, but not by a lot." She turned to Tenten and observed her for a bit. The cross-dresser resisted the urge to squirm under Temari's gaze; it was almost as calculating as Shikamaru's (though she showed it better than the boy when she observed people). "Hm... Miyamura Hayaite, is it?"

Tenten looked straight at her, surprised. "Yeah. How do you know?" she questioned, but mentally beat herself for that. Of course they'd know; after all, she was part of the FSMA teams...

"Ah," said Temari, nodding her head. "So you're the 'cute-little-newbie' that I've heard of," she added with a slight smirk. Tenten was startled once again. "You didn't know that you were referred as that?" asked the upperclassman, surprised.

"No. I haven't had much contact with females since I came into this school, apart from Tsunade-sama and Shizune-san... and some other teachers," answered Tenten, knowing that it wasn't a lie. After all, she couldn't be in contact with herself, since she didn't have a clone out there. However, she paused and remembered the Tuesday and Thursday sessions. "...and Hyuuga and Haruno, but that's solely for the dance lessons."

"Oh yeah," said Temari, nodding. "Kankuro told me all about it. He kept on complaining about being the makeup artist, but nobody else could've been able to do the makeup for the guys... well, nobody volunteered, so I guess your principal just picked him for the heck of it."

"I remember. I think Kankuro mentioned you once," said Tenten, nodding.

"Uh-huh. So, have you guys found your dates for the dance?" asked Temari with a smirk on her face that suggested she knew the answer to that.

"No," replied Tenten simply. Sasuke and Neji both silently shook their heads in response, and all eyes turned to Shikamaru, who was pretending to sleep (and failing).

The lazy genius cracked one eye open, as if he was a bit annoyed. "Fine, you troublesome woman. I'd rather go to the dance with you than those who claim to 'love' us," he mumbled just loud enough for the other four to hear. There was a heavy silence between them, and even the other noises of the auditorium seemed to be muffled. It took a while for Shikamaru's words to sink in.

"Nara Shikamaru, did you just ask me to the dance?" asked Temari in a skeptical tone, eyeing the boy cautiously as if he could catch on fire any moment.

"Troublesome..." responded the boy. Neji, Tenten and Sasuke moved away from them a bit after they glanced at Temari's reddening face (though it was more from anger than embarrassment) and left the two to squabble.

"Uh, so," started Tenten, trying to make a conversation, "who do you guys plan on asking to the dance?"

"Hn," was all she got from Neji. Typical.

"The first person who asks me who isn't too clingy and actually has an ounce of potential strength-wise," answered Sasuke, who used more words than Neji, to her surprise. However, his response was slightly unexpected. Once he caught both of their questioning glances, he sighed. "Tsunade-sama would force all of us to get a partner; if she didn't then there wouldn't have been any point in having you—" he pointed at Tenten "—and the others go through the torture of cross-dressing. So, if I was to not pick somebody before the allotted time, then Tsunade-sama would probably pair me up with a fangirl."

"...I understand your logic, but Uchiha, that's the most I have ever heard you speak," commented Tenten in mock-awe. Sasuke gave her a glare that was unnerving in that it was so similar to Neji's. "But anyway, I get your point. Might as well get a good partner while you can, huh?"

"Yeah," agreed Sasuke. He then looked at Tenten with some degree of amusement glimmering in his eyes (which is not a good thing). "Now, it's time for you to answer the question."

Tenten opened her mouth, but she made no audible noise, so she shut it, jaws clenched. Sasuke just had to remind her of her predicament, didn't he? How she could not ask another guy to the dance because it'd be too awkward even though she was actually a girl (but few knew that) was more or less embarrassing, and she was in a very tight fix. After she thought of multiple ways to get out of Sasuke's inquiry, she finally settled to a glare. She held in the urge to punch him when he gave her a smug smirk.

"I'm going to wait and get paired up with whoever is left over," she answered flatly, though not sure how true that would be. "As Nara would put it, these dances are really troublesome."

For the rest of the period, nothing much happened that would be interesting enough to mention. The fangirls weren't able to find Shikamaru, Neji, Tenten and Sasuke, no matter how hard they looked. In fact, the only person from the other school who even noticed that they were there was Temari, but she was almost as good at deduction as Shikamaru.

As for the rest of them, Lee had managed to escape within ten minutes and was able to keep it that way for the rest of the hour. Some of the less luckier ones had looked at him with envy; he was, after all, one of the quickest of the students. Only Haku and Sasuke's speeds awere either close or surpassed his, and that was probably what got him so many fans, though he had very few 'rabid' ones. That was another factor to his quick escape.

Chouji was only a bit more popular than Lee, but the usually-pleasant boy was still annoyed by how the girls kept trying to talking to him while he ate his chips. Sure, some of them gave him food as well, but that's beside the point. Shino's popularity was on the same level as Chouji's, but his hyper admirers certainly surpassed Chouji's in number. However, Shino being Shino, he completely ignored them and instead observed a spider that was crawling around the wall. From what Tenten saw, she would even say that he was jealous of it since it didn't have to consistently hide from fans.

Haku... well, despite the facts that he looked more feminine than most of them and he was already going with Zabuza, the girls adored him. It seemed that even though he's pretty nice to them most of time, even he has his limits. He nearly snapped that day, and if it weren't for the fact that Zabuza was also there for patrol purposes and managed to restrain the boy, the room would have been bloodied.

Kiba and Naruto were the two who seemed to have the most fangirls out of them (apart from Neji and Sasuke, of course) and neither of them minded... much. Kiba enjoyed the attention, but he was starting to get irritated when every other girl came up and cuddled Akamaru. Naruto was happily oblivious to the female attention, and simply chatted with Kiba, mostly about ramen. Tenten noticed that a certain female Hyuuga was watching Naruto from afar, and looked as if she was internally debating on whether or not she should ask him to the dance. Sakura was seen talking to Tsunade for a few minutes before she blended back into the crowd. How she managed to do that with her pink hair, Tenten never found out. She had no idea who she would go to the dance with, anyway; she probably liked Sasuke or Neji.

She was able to locate Ishida in the crowd as well. He was talking to another student who had so many muscles it was almost unbelievable, whom she assumed was Tachiki, his other teammate. Contrary to popular (and extremely unfair) belief, he looked quite intelligent, and was trying to solve a Rubik's cube. He finished in less than a minute. Apart from Tachiki, there were four more students that seemed to be part of their group. Two of them actually looked like they were having fun, but that was untrue for the rest of them. Ikeda and Tachiki (whom she assumed to have been forced into the dance, since they were third years and looked irritated or bored) weren't even bothering to look up from whatever they were doing.

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The current time was after dinner, and once again, Tenten and Neji were sparring by the pond. This time, Tenten was using a new weapon that she had acquired— a large, sickle-like weapon. Ikeda had been by the side of the pond that had reeds earlier, until the two sparring partners appeared. He had lent the weapon he was practicing with to her after she found out he had two of them (one was stashed away), since he noticed that starry-eyed look she had on when she spotted his. He left shortly afterwards, after Tenten promised to return it on Tuesday. The handle was pure black with a long, silver blade that had a slightly cross-shaped head.

This time, Neji was going a bit easier on her, as she was simply getting used to the new weapon, and this wasn't a real spar. However, he didn't go too easy on her, and she didn't complain; she'd be insulted if he held back... though she swore that he could've killed her with that last attack. She jumped and swung her weapon at him, which Neji evaded easily. However, he was stabbed in the stomach by the other end of it, to both of their surprise, and slid back a few feet.

"You're improving," he commented, straightening up to signal that they would stop sparring for the day. Tenten grinned and relaxed,; observing the weapon again. It was beautifully crafted, but it seemed like the black areas were painted over, as the pigment was odd.

"Great! So, should we head back?" she asked cheerfully. Neji shrugged.

"Hn."

Tenten took that as a yes and dragged him back, the (very large) weapon slung over her shoulders. A few of the students looked at her in curiosity or wariness as soon as they saw the black weapon, but Tenten was too busy thinking up moves for the weapon to notice. Neji had gotten away from her hold and was now walking beside her, careful not to get his head cut off accidentally by the massive weapon.

When they reached the crossroads that joined the dorms, the comfortable silence was interrupted by a loud yell.

"FUJIWARA!"

Neji and Tenten exchanged glances before turning their heads towards the general direction from where the shout came from. 'Is it just me, or did that voice sound unusually like...' thought Tenten, sweat dropping.

Sure enough, a teen with bright, spiky hair came running their way with a massive grin on his face. Tenten recognized him as a member of Ishida's group, which strengthened her suspicion on who was behind the yelling. The teen easily dodged the two bystanders and kept running, laughing at whoever was chasing him.

They didn't have to wait long to see a very ill-tempered Ikeda round the corner, another sickle-like weapon in hand. Tenten didn't get to see what color it was, but she was able to get one fact: Ikeda's brown hair had lightened in color considerably.

"THAT IS THE LAST TIME YOU SLIP HAIR DYE INTO MY SHAMPOO, YOU NUMBSKULL! LAST TIME THIS HAPPENED, IT TOOK ME A MONTH TO GET THE COLOR CHANGED BACK!" Ikeda roared, also dodging past Tenten and Neji. Again, Fujiwara simply laughed and made a shadow clone of himself. The two Fujiwaras went their separate ways and succeeded in irritating Ikeda even more.

As it turned out, a certain silver haired teen was walking by, his head in another pschology book. He glanced up at Ikeda, and then the two pranksters, and sighed. "The one to my right is Fujiwara; good luck catching him." With that, Ikeda rushed past the shorter teen and went after the slightly panicking Fujiwara. Ishida sighed again and walked right past Neji and Tenten, though not without saying, "I advise you two to get out of the road, or else somebody will run over you."

Before long, Neji and Tenten were by themselves again, and were slightly baffled at the events that just took place. Slowly, Neji turned his head to Tenten, his eyes almost demanding an explanation. Tenten rolled her eyes. "Hey, I'm just as confused as you. Apparently, those three are part of a big group and their interactions with one another aren't exactly ideal."

"...Strange," mumbled Neji. Tenten shrugged and they went on their way back to the dormitory.

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The next week passed in the same fashion. Tenten had quietly returned the weapon to Ikeda, who was fuming the whole week and refused to take off his hood during the dance sessions. In terms of dancing, Tenten had improved drastically and gained some approving comments from Sakura, who stated that she should probably teach the first-years when they had to have the dance next year. Of course, Tenten declined; she doubted that she wanted to go through with this again.

Currently it was 7 pm and Tenten was lying on top of her bed, groaning. She had just finished her homework that was assigned yesterday (today iwas Sunday) and Neji wasn't there to explain things to her when she was confused. He was in some kind of meeting with the other team captains; apparently, there was a match in a week or so (3 vs 3) and they were to receive some kind of information.

The door opened, and Tenten peered over her bunk, eager for someone to fill the emptiness of the room. Neji walked in and hung up his coat, his face not betraying even a hint of emotion (but then again, Tenten was already used to that).

"Neji!" she called, making the stoic teen look up at her with a raised eyebrow. "What did you guys talk about in the meeting?" she asked in a tone that made it obvious that she was curious.

Neji simply shrugged. "You'll find out after practice tomorrow," he muttered, heading towards the restroom. Tenten rolled her eyes; somehow, he had been especially distant lately, and she just couldn't figure out what happened to him.

Abruptly, though, a ringtone sounded from within the restroom, and then Neji's voice was heard. Tenten sweat dropped. 'Why in the world would he have his cell phone with him in the bathroom...?' she wondered, though slightly interested in this new subject. As she pondered on the separate reasons, the door was swiftly opened and Neji walked out, his face resembling a stone. Without saying anything, he walked over to the coat rack and threw on his coat again His parting words were, "Family business."

Tenten rolled her eyes once again as the door slammed shut. Leave it to Neji to be as vague as possible, especially if he's in a rush (which wasn't that often, truthfully). Feeling thirsty, she thought it would be the best to go to the vending machine and get something to drink. She wasn't feeling particularly hungry, anyway, and her stomach area was hurting a bit. With that, she jumped off the bed (not bothering to use the ladder) and strolled out the door.

As she purchased the drink, she was accompanied by four more people: Shikamaru, Shino, Tsuki and Taiyou. It was really strange for the former two to be with the latter two, but they didn't have clashing personalities... well, except Tsuki and Taiyou, but that's a special case. She raised an eyebrow. "Why aren't you guys at dinner?" she asked, surprised.

"Troublesome," mumbled Shikamaru. When he didn't say anything else, she concluded that he thought that eating dinner tonight would be troublesome or something. Shino simply shrugged. Tenten didn't expect anything else from him, since he was sometimes more quiet than Neji.

"I don't really like what they're having for dinner tonight," said Taiyou, laughing a bit nervously. Tsuki rolled his eyes, as if he was silently saying 'That's Taiyou for you'.

"I'm not hungry right nowI was about to go on a walk around the outer areas of the campus before I ran into those two-" he jabbed a finger towards Shikamaru and Shino- "and decided that I might as well grab a drink along the way. Taiyou was thirsty too, so here we are." Tenten raised an eyebrow at his sudden talkative state; for the past few days (or was it weeks?), he had been communicating less and less with the group.

"Ah," said Tenten, nodding. She turned to get her drink out when she heard a gasp behind her. Turning around, she saw that Taiyou had his mouth slightly open in surprise.

"Oi, Miyamura, where did you get the new wound?" he asked. Tenten's face paled.

'Oh, no...' Frantically, she glanced around her pants, and, just like that time a month ago, there was a small red stain on them. Shikamaru seemed uninterested, Shino raised an eyebrow and Tsuki looked at her as if asking why the heck she had a wound when they didn't have practice today.

"Practicing with myself has a price, doesn't it...?" she asked nervously, hoping she sounded convincing. "I didn't even notice I injured myself." Hurriedly, she walked away to her room, cursing for forgetting about her 'time of month'.

"Hey! Miyamura! What about your..." began Taiyou, but was immediately whacked across the head by Tsuki. "...drink...?"

"Idiot."

"Troublesome."

"..."

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"NO!" yelled Tenten in desperation as she flipped through all of her suitcases. She couldn't find a sanitary product anywhere and since she was in an all-boy's school and was the only girl there (well, except for Shizune, Tsunade, Sasaka, etc...), she couldn't ask anybody if they know where to get one. She swiftly went into the restroom but found that they were out of toilet paper as well. "Damn it, why does my time of month always come on an unfortunate day?" she grumbled. Changing her pants and underwear, she bit her lip.

Looks like she'd have to go to the public restroom and use some toilet paper from there. Then, maybe she could go outside and buy some toilet paper. It was only 7:30 right now, and it wouldn't hurt to go outside... or she could just take a roll from the restroom.

Jogging, she reached the restroom in ten seconds (after passing an irritated Sasuke and Naruto, who was talking avidly about ramen again, as well as a few more students who gave her strange looks) and it only took another second to get into a stall with a door. Slamming the door shut (thankfully, the restroom was nearly empty), she locked it and used the toilet. Just as she was about to get the toilet paper, however, an extraordinary thing happened. How this happened, Tenten wasn't able to know for a long time, but it just... happened.

Three (unused and closed) pads were slid from the other side of the stall door and right to her feet. Tenten just stared incredulously at what was in front of her before she picked them up with shaking hands. The footsteps of the giver were already dying away, and she knew that it would be useless to pursue them now. After inserting one of them onto her panty and stuffing the rest of them (as well as the wrapping of the used one) into her pocket, she flushed the toilet and walked out. A dull, throbbing ache was in her stomach again, but she ignored it.

'I have got to keep my secret better,' she thought, miffed that somebody actually figured it out. She was already passed the 'shocked' stage, anyway, and was determined to find who that person was and force them to not tell anybody about her secret. However, she had a strange feeling that her secret wouldn't be getting out anytime soon.

In a slightly confused state, she walked out of the restroom and almost right into Taiyou. "Oh, there you are!" he exclaimed, jumping back a bit. He looked glad to see her, and pulled out her forgotten beverage. "You didn't take this with you before you ran off, so I thought I might as well return it to you."

"Ah, thanks," she stated a bit more flatly than she would have liked. Taiyou raised an eyebrow, but shrugged it off. Tenten then thought of the possibility that Taiyou could've been the one who gave her the pad (nobody else was around), but shook that off. He looked completely clueless, after all.

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"Hm. I knew it," said a smirking student, giving a smug look at the person he was talking too. "I knew you figured it out."

The other rolled his eyes and sighed. "Is it really that hard to guess?" he asked, leaning against the wall. "I have no idea why I keep on discovering secrets that I don't want to participate in. They just jump out at me, somehow."

"I know what you mean. What's that saying again?" asked the former, pondering a little. "Oh yeah,. 'Expect the unexpected.' I didn't expect to find a girl here..."

"Another girl here," corrected the other. "Remember, there's Tsunade-sama, Shizune-san, Sasaka-sensei, Y-"

"Yeah, yeah, I know," sighed the first, rolling his eyes. "You really have a knack of getting caught up in things that have nothing to do with you. I think you've already figured out every single one of my secrets."

"Through months of observation," said the other. "But her secret was easier to figure out..."

"So, what will happen next? ...and where did you get the pads?"

"..."

"Oh yeah. I remember now. Nevermind"

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... -sigh- Okay, okay, you guys can blame me for the bad chapter and the excessive appearances of Ishida and co. But the equation -me plus writer's block equals good chapter- is completely untrue. Of course, the guessing game is still here... If you want, you can ignore the whole part about Fujiwara and Ikeda's hair. It was put there mostly for comic relief, and that was during my writer's block period.

Reviews would be great. Happy St. Patrick's Day.

Many thanks to my beta-reader, Zaywex.