(A/N: Hey minna! Thanks for all those people who have been reading this fic and reviewing. Special thanks to Cheetara who reviewed twice hands out large sack of cookies Anyways, I said that I would do my best to put up a chapter a day so here it is, Chapter 2!)

Game Plan
Chapter Two: Know thyself, know thy enemy

Misao felt giddy with excitement and delight. She never thought she would be able to find her prey so easily. Now the challenge lay in finding the person and breaking the ice. Just as Misao was about to inquire further about the new student from Kaoru, an ear-splitting bang was heard from the front of the class.

Misao looked up to see a boy panting heavily, his hands on his knees as he stood to catch his breath. She tried to make out the identity of the boy, but all she could see was his ebony hair. She gave him a critical once-over and from his physique, he appeared rather slender and did not look very tall unlike Sanosuke who at last count was 190cm and counting. The boy did not look very appealing and she dismissed him to be some first-year she couldn't recognise that was running away from bullies.

Misao turned her attention away from the boy and was about to ask Kaoru again for more information on the boy when she noticed that all the guys in her class were clapping. What was going on? Was everybody losing their minds? Biting the inside of her cheek to refrain herself from screaming she turned her head just at the same time the boy- who was still standing in front of the door – looked up. Misao felt her breath catch. She stared harder at him and felt that there was something very familiar about him, especially his eyes, sapphire blue. She was about to pursue the matter further when she felt the nagging pain from her rump. As she tenderly rubbed it, she suddenly saw the incident playing in her head again and… she recognised the guy who bumped her to be the exact same guy in front of the class.

She stood up, ready to give him a piece of her mind when she realised that not only were the rest of the guys in class clapping but also cheering and shouting and with a lot of glee she noted. "Kaoru, kindly inform me as to WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?"

Kaoru sent her cousin another skeptical look, "Chill Misao, the guys are just cheering for Soujirou because he managed to get so much attention from the girls after being in this school for an hour and a half."

At the word 'Soujirou', Misao felt her eyes start to bulge. That scrawny blue-eyed guy who not to mention had inflicted such terrible damage on her rear end was also the very same guy whom she thought had ooze such great sex appeal? Misao gulped. Surely this was not the same guy whom Kaoru had just told her about? The enigmatic transfer student from England? Misao was ready to throw in the towel, ready to throw herself out the window for thinking up such a terrible idea in the first place when she also realised that almost everyone's attention was on the guy named Soujirou.

Immediately, horns could be seen sticking out of Misao's head as the gears in her head starting working. This could be to her advantage after all what better way to advertise about Soujirou's confession of love- which she knew would come soon- than to the whole class? Misao quickly patted down her hair making sure she didn't look like she had just been electrocuted and walked down to the seat where Soujirou had sat down. However before she could say a word, the bell went off signaling the end of lunch. Seeing that there was no one sitting beside Soujirou, she made to sit down when she saw a girl suddenly appear in front of her at record speed. Misao tried to sit down again, but the look on the girl's face was enough to smelt iron and fearful of the girl's wrath, Misao tried to seat behind Soujirou only to be met with the exact same thing.

Gulping hard, Misao looked in Kaoru's direction hoping for some sort of help from her cousin but Kaoru was talking to another and so she was left all alone. Seeing as she was getting nowhere, she looked around the class for an empty seat only to find it – at the back of the classroom. Misao cursed silently under her breath, constantly muttering about her good karma and why bad things still kept happening to her. She sat down reluctantly and pulled out her history physics textbook just as the teacher entered. Misao smiled, at least the teacher could not see what she was up to and luckily no one was seated in front of her, so she had a good view of Soujirou's back.

Too bad her luck didn't last because suddenly in came the student in front of her and when he sat down, Misao realised with a lot of irritation that due to her petite size that the guy's back blocked everything from view course that included her view of Soujirou. She made to exchange seats with the guy, but suddenly realising who the teacher in front was, gave a small yelp and dashed back to her seat before she was caught. Hajime Saitou. Her most hated teacher and also the most formidable teacher in school. It wouldn't do to cross paths with him. Seeing as how fate was going against her in every possible way, she gave up trying to spy on Soujirou, standing on tiptoes and coping notes from the board and decided to give in to the lure of sleep again.

Closing her eyes, she could swear that she heard people cheering for her as all the males in their school got on their knees to ask her to take them back. To that there was only one answer which she was going to say soon if it weren't for the constant and irritating taps on her left shoulder. She rubbed her eye to snap at the classmate pulling the prank when she realised that all of them were staring at her. She looked up into the amber eyes of Hajime Saitou.

"Makimachi-san please tell the class how interesting your desk seemed to be." Shaking her head violently, she said nothing and hoped that Saitou might forget her.

"No? Then please tell us why is it that you can fall asleep in my class when you are already lagging behind in class as it is and while you're at it please explain to me the fundamentals of Snell's Law." Misao bit her lip, trying her hardest to recall whatever she could about the law but knowingly couldn't. She looked around the class hoping for a friendly face only to find that everyone was staring intensely at her waiting for her answer. Kaoru was already burying her head into her textbook trying to help Misao find an answer. Misao's gaze fell upon Soujirou who was the only person who wasn't looking in her direction- with the exception of Kaoru- but was staring disinterestedly at his textbook. How could he ignore her! She was about to apologise to Saito, World's Friendliest Teacher and he'd go back to teaching the class when she saw that Soujirou was now holding up a piece of foolscap paper in her direction. Squinting because of the distance, she realised that he had written a concise answer to Saito's question and squinting harder than ever, she read out the answer.

Saito gave her a sharp glare. The answer she gave was right. She got lucky this time. "You better pay more attention in class, weasel otherwise I'm going to call your grandfather again."

Misao secretly stuck her tongue out at him when he turned back to face the blackboard. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that everyone had now focused their attention back on Saito. Tired from all that excitement and yet too afraid that he would pick on her again, she kept herself awake by doodling on her writing pad.

At last, the bell rang and Misao turned her gaze heavenward as she thanked the gods for the beautiful gift that was the end of day bell. She looked around and spotted Soujirou who was now picking up his school bag and ready to head out the classroom. Sprinting to his side in record speed, she gave him the biggest smile ever even though her butt said otherwise.

"Hey, thanks for the help just now. You really saved my life back there. My name's Makimachi Misao. What's yours?" Misao knew that she shouldn't be wasting her time asking for his name when she already knew it, but there was no other way to break the ice. Thank the gods for the wonderful opportunity given to her.

Soujirou looked at Misao's outstretched hand with slight apprehension before taking her hand in his and shaking it. "I'm Seta Soujirou. Nice to meet you."

Misao gave an even wider grin. She had got him where she wanted him. "Soujirou, I'm sure this is the start of a beautiful relationship."

(A/N: Ok, sorry if this chapter was badly written 'cause I'm rather sleepy now seeing as how it is 2 plus in the morning from where I am. So hope that you guys will forgive me if I made any careless spelling and/or grammar mistakes. Yes, I know that there is no much action yet but I promise that it would be coming soon. I just had to establish how the two characters meet. Yupps so see ya all in the next chapter and remember to review! Ja ne!)