(A/N: Oh my gosh, it's been almost forever since I coming back to write this fic… whew… Oh wells, now that I'm back, I have more ideas for the story and I'm definitely going to make it better than I had earlier impulsively decided to write about and re-write the earlier chapters. Ok, now that I've got that over with. The loooonnnggg awaited Chapter 5! Enjoy!)

Game Plan
Chapter Five: Project 'S'

Misao got up to stretch after four long hours of hard work. To any understanding it was hard work but in the eyes of adults - especially teachers – it was called "procrastination", the one thing that prevented students everywhere from getting any headway with homework.

Misao critically assessed the pile of papers on her table. If Jiya saw the mess he would have gone into a fit despite his health but it couldn't be helped! Why? Because it was necessary for her to be sufficiently prepared if she was to succeed at her plan. After all, all great scientists and inventors would tell you they didn't get it right the first time, whatever it was, but she was not going to be caught off-guard like the last time ever again.

"This ain't going to work…" Misao mumbled as she leafed through the stacks of paper on her table. "May be if I added… but then…" She was too immersed in her 'work' to realise there were two things that she was forgetting. Firstly, every student's duty was to make sure that work given from teachers on Fridays was to a certain extent completed and passable for submission. We will get on with the second later on, let's deal with the first problem first.

Misao continued her work late into the night and left only for dinner and the occasional toilet break but other than that, she was set for an all-nighter. Misao may have forgotten about homework and school but the alarm wasn't going to and it rang as loud and clear as it always did.

"Miiiiiiii- chaaaann!!" Sang Okina, "Are you ok hunny pie? You better wake up now or you are going to be late!"

There were some muffled exclamations of "Mmmpfh!" and later a loud 'thud' was heard as Misao gingerly rubbed her now bruised bottom. 'What a way to wake up', she thought and then slowly pulled herself up to go to school.

"Ohaiyou Misao-chan!" Came Kaoru's chirpy greeting. "How was your weekend?"

All Kaoru got for an answer was a distracted "mmmff" and then what sounded like an elephant padding through the school halls. Misao was now fast asleep.

Kaoru sighed to herself, 'Why was Misao doing this to herself?' she thought. 'This is going to be the first and last time that I'm going to use the phrase 'I don't understand women'…'

Kaoru snapped out of her thoughts just as the sound of the bell rang loud and clear reverberating throughout the whole school reminding everyone of why they had come to this torture facility in the morning. School.

Groans were muffled as their homeroom teacher Hiko Seijuurou entered the class and everyone, but Misao got to their feet to reluctantly greet the teacher.

"Alright, listen up! The summer holidays are coming soon, but before that we are going to have our annual summer festival so you all have to think of something to do."

At the mention of 'summer' everyone's ears had perked up and were starting to sit up straighter in their chairs.

"I'm going back to the staffroom now. I don't care how you guys are going to do it, just come up with a plan and submit this form to me…" At this, Hiko waved the piece of paper in his left hand. "…by the end of today. Only class representatives are to submit the form to me. Remember class rule number one: Never disturb me unless necessary. Class representatives, take over. "

In one swift motion, he had left the classroom as quickly as he had made his announcement. The noise that erupted then was enough to wake the dead but Misao remained oblivious as she slept the rest of the first period away.

"Makimachi-san… would you mind telling me why you are not even trying to exert effort to open your eyes in my class?"

Kaoru nudged Misao as she continuously repeated her chant of "Misao-chan!! Wake up!"

"Ouch! What did you do that for, you are going to…" Misao's voice died at her lips when she saw herself facing her dreaded arch-nemesis, Hajime Saitou despite the throbbing pain after receiving a sharp rap on the head with his knuckles.

"You were saying?"

"… Iie! Nothing at all! Really! I wasn't talking about you! You know… bad experience with hits on the head…" Misao furiously mumbled as she tried to get out of the trench that she had placed herself in.

"I see." Came the curt reply as he narrowed his eyes at her. "Well then seeing as how you are so full of enthusiasm in my class as always, you can help to collect last week's homework then."

Misao stood to collect everyone else's homework and had already taken her own out of the bag when she realised that it was completely blank! What the hell was she supposed to do now? She couldn't stop to copy answers from Kaoru as she usually did, the teacher was being a bigger pain-in-the-rear to day and had purposely stopped teaching to wait for her to collect the homework.

'Dang! What the hell am I going to do!!" Such were the thoughts that ran through her head. She sighed as she neatly bundled the stack of homework in her hands. She was resigned to her fate.

"Hajime-sensei, I forgot to do my homework. I'm sorry." Misao said as she passed up the stack of homework to the teacher.

"First time a student is actually honest about things…" Saitou commented but before Misao had a chance to feel that glimmer of hope, it was thoroughly crushed by the next sentence. "Too bad it wouldn't help you. Two hour detention in the library later. Hand in your completed homework at the end."

Upon flashing his patented smile full of evil, it took all of Misao's self-composure not to jump and pummel him to bits.

"Misao-chan, you ok?" Kaoru asked for the fifth time that day as the school bell signalled the end of school.

"Yeah, yeah… Go on ahead, you wouldn't want to miss your after-school club."

Flashing her a huge grin, Kaoru gave her a quick hug and was gone in a flash, she could finally get to see Kenshin!

Shaking her head at her cousin, Misao grabbed her things and slowly made her way down to the library. It was not very far away and it should have been a short walk but people kept blocking her way and constantly bumped into her.

What the hell was going on!? "Where is everyone going?" She asked as she glared fiercely at what felt like the hundredth person to bump into her trying to melt the girl with all the fury she felt.

"Soujirou-sama is playing tennis now!!"

Misao gingerly shook her ears which now stinging from the decibel of the girl's scream. She was about to continue her quest for the library when it suddenly hit her.

'Soujirou-sama!?' Her eyes widened as she recalled how she had neglected him for the entire day and now because of detention she couldn't continue with her plan! She made to turn to head to the tennis court when she realised that escaping detention meant there was more than her soul's worth of trouble with the teacher from hell.

Groaning loudly, she pulled open the library door and was taking small pleasures from the noise she was currently making when the librarian gave Misao her own patented 'shut-up-or-die' glares.

Misao pulled open her Physics textbook and begin to slowly do her homework. She was halfway done when she realised the flaw in her grand plan! The second thing that she had forgotten to take note of that weekend - besides her homework – were The Details!

How could she have forgotten them! It was necessary if she was to pull anything off! Finishing her work at a frenzied pace, she rushed to hand in her Physics homework, nearly killing the two class representatives as she sped past them.

Ignoring Saitou's one raised eyebrow full of scepticism, she ran back to the library to grab her things and headed to the principal's office.

When the secretary had left for her coffee break, Misao pulled out a fresh pad of paper from her bag and searched through the cabinets till she had found what she was looking for.

The manilla-coloured file had the name 'Seta Soujirou' printed neatly on the top left-hand corner.

She placed her notepad and the now opened file side-by-side and began scribbling everything and anything she saw onto her paper. When she was done, she carefully placed the file back inside the filling cabinet and happily rushed home where she begun to collate and digest the information she had just newly acquired.

Staring at the printed sheet of paper in her hand, she allowed herself a small pat on the back. 'With all these information, not only do I know where he stays, but soon I'll be able to find out everything about him! Let Project Stalker begin!'

(A/N: Hah! Now you know what does the 'S' stand for. No real action here yet, longest chapter in the story though. Don't complain, it's necessary for me to put it in otherwise I can't continue the story. Please review and see ya all in the next chapter!)

P.S. Looking for a beta reader. If anyone's interested, please email me at thanks!