Author's note: Hey everyone, this chapter has been edited by my dear friend, MizzVita. (as were the last chapters sorry I forgot to give you credit) but yea. I hope you guys enjoy I, its a little long. Gomen. R&R please. thanks

disclaimer: once again, I do not own sailor moon or any characters in this fan fiction, other than Akira Aito

(Three days later)Haruka and Michiru sat at a lab desk together, in first period chemistry. Whereas Michiru had never caused a problem in class, Haruka on the other hand, was a different story. The teacher hated her. Not that she cared; the feeling had become mutual over time.

As the teacher talked monotonously about something no one understood, Haruka watched Michiru as she took notes. Michiru, who noticed Haruka looking at her, gave her a smile, even though she disapproved of the fact that Haruka wasn't paying attention. Haruka winked at Michiru causing the aqua haired girl to let out a light giggle. "Ten'ou, Haruka!" a voice snapped.Haruka ignored the voice, and continued to gaze lovingly at Michiru. When Haruka finally decided to acknowledge the voice, it was accompanied by revolting breath and body odor. Haruka held back a cough."Ten'ou, Haruka!" a hand came crashing down barely missing Haruka's face. Haruka clenched her jaw as she slowly raised her head off of the lab desk and stared her teacher in the eyes. Engaged in a fierce staring match, neither teacher nor student dared to blink. The looks of pure hatred exchanging between them caused the other students to whisper.
'This is childish' Haruka thought to herself. She blinked putting a stop to the meaningless battle. But competitive spirit wouldn't be beaten so easily. She slowly cracked a sly, one-sided smile at her opponent. The teacher's eyes narrowed. She opened her mouth but was interrupted as the classroom door creaked open.
"Uhh…Excuse me…." said the guy at the door, his face was hidden behind an agenda, "is this Mrs. Miyagi's chemistry class?"

"Yes it is, and who might you be?" asked the teacher in a semi-bitter tone.The guy lowered his agenda from his face and looked the teacher in her eyes. As if on cue, the whole class gasped in unison. As the newcomer looked around the class, he noticed a certain aqua haired girl in the second row. A smile played on his lips as he stepped towards the teacher, handing her a letter from the principle. "Aito, Akira" the guy announced. " I believe this is my chemistry class… correct?" the teacher nodded, her eyes darting around the room and then back at Akira. "Yes" she said, clearing her throat. She placed the note atop her desk. "I believe you are correct. Please…take any seat that is free" she waved a hand in the general direction of the lab desks. Akira looked around noticing that the only desk available was in the back of the room where nobody sat.

"Um…Miyagi-sensei" Akira started, as he noticed that the seat he really wanted was taken by a certain blonde, " I have trouble seeing from far back, would it be possible for me to get a seat a bit closer?"

As the teacher scanned the room, her eyes fell on Haruka's, who lay on her desk using her arm as a pillow. She smiled evilly. "Ten'ou, Haruka"Haruka lifted her head up, facing the direction of the teacher. She wiped her eyes. "Huh?" Haruka responded as she looked around the room, why was everyone looking at her?

"Get up Mr. Ten'ou" the teacher smiled. "We need to make room for students who actually have potential".With that said, Haruka turned around to see Akira Aito standing behind her, ready to claim her seat. Oh, so that's why they're all staring. "You've got to be fucking kidding me." Haruka said with a slight laugh. She looked at Michiru who smiled apologetically. "Ten'ou, Haruka!" the teacher's voice was more agitated that time.

" I'm going, I'm going" Haruka groaned. She picked up her books and reluctantly made her way to the back of the classroom. As soon as she got settled she looked around the room. 'Great!' she thought to herself, 'at least I can get some sleep'. She leaned back in her chair and propped her feet up on the corner of the lab desk. She eyes slowly closed and she begun to drift to sleep. At the front of the class Akira wasted no time getting his plan in motion. He had gotten Haruka away from Michiru, there was nothing stopping him now. Not for now at least. He read the questions off of the blackboard and searched for the answers in his textbook. "Michiru…" he started. She turned her head to him in acknowledgement. He smiled at her. "I can't seem to find the answer to question one…can you help me?" he asked, his was voice sweet, seemingly sincere. "Sure" Michiru replied. She leaned closer to him to better point at the few passages in textbook that held the answers he needed. He wasn't paying much attention. Michiru looked up at him as her eyes narrowed in slight confusion. "You already have the answer", she said. "Huh?" he repliedMichiru laughed. "It's right there." She pointed to his notebook in which he had already answered the first three questions. Akira cleared his throat, "oh…" he trailed off. A smile came to his lips, "Oh look…there it is". He laughed, Michiru laughed with him."Come to think of it, I don't remember you having chemistry on your schedule when you first arrived…" Michiru said cocking her head to the side, giving Akira a knowing stare.

Akira laughed, "I guess I got tired of having that spare" he lied. How was he to tell her that he asked Ami what class Michiru had in the morning so he could switch his schedule. He didn't want it to seem like he is stalking her or anything.When Haruka heard Michiru laugh, she opened one eye to see what was going on. Her jaw tightened, as she watched Akira tuck a lock of hair behind Michiru's ear. Her fists tightened as she noticed how his fingers lingered on her cheek. She saw him whisper something into Michiru's ear, as their foreheads touched and they both laughed, harder than they had before. Without a moment's hesitation Haruka quickly rose to her feet. In her sudden burst of anger she had knocked over her chair, causing the whole class to stare. She looked around; the faces were all a blur. All except Michiru's and Akira's. Michiru's eyes widened, questioning Haruka's outrageous behavior. What she was thinking? Haruka stared at Akira who met her gaze without wavering. His devious smile taunted her, as he slipped an arm around Michiru's shoulders. Haruka looked back at Michiru, expecting her to remove Akira's arm, but Michiru's eyes were void of all emotion except embarrassment. 'Is she embarrassed for me, or because of me?' Haruka wondered to herself. The teacher stared at Haruka, obviously surprised and somewhat frightened due to her sudden disturbance. Haruka looked back at Michiru one more time. The door slammed and Haruka was gone.

'Ten'ou-kun didn't put up much of a fight' he thought to himself. 'This might be easier then I thought'. The bell rang. Akira smiled to himself. Round one was his.

To be continued….