~~this one will explain what exactly happened in the previous one.~~
~~Note: This is taking place during high-school. Tezuka is still learning in Seigaku (so is Oishi and the rest of them, but Kawamura isn't playing tennis, because I want him to become a sushi chef, so I can eat the food he makes...) Anyway the plane Tezuka was supposed to be on crashed, so he saw this as a sign from God and didn't fly to Germany.~~
~~Enjoy~~
~~flies of butter~~
At the first day of her 3rd-year in high school, Midori Hoshiwa was praying. She usually didn't like to hope that some all-mighty being might clear all her problems. During middle-school she would not care in which class they put her, but not this year, not in this school. She had prayed the entire night, morning and on her way to school. She had remembered this day during the summer, so she was constantly hopping that whoever decided this stuff wouldn't make her live trough hell again. 'Not with him. God. Please. Not with him.' was what she constantly hoped.
Nearing the list of names she felt really nervous and with a deep breath she started searching for either his or her name. It was stupid to assume that they could be in the same class as there were what? 5, 7 classes in total? Besides 3rd time's the charm. But still her pessimistic side kept on nagging her that they will be in the same class. And during the last two years they ended up always in the same class. As she came across her name, she sighed in relief. The prayer had paid off. She was in the same class as her 3 friends (thank you oh all-mighty-being), and some other people she was acquainted with. He wasn't there. ''THANK GOD'' she almost screamed out. Then she started looking for his name, hoping that he was placed in the farthest possible classroom, but she found out that he's in the same class as the girls' tennis teams' captain, which was in the class between Midoris' and her favourite eating spot. ''Damn'' the girl cursed under her breath, understanding, that she'll have to risk passing him daily.
''Aren't you banned from swearing Hoshiwa-san?'' the voice that Midori had already labelled as evil came from behind her. She twitched.
''So what?''
''Didn't your last years homeroom teacher tell you that you're gonna get punished if you swear?'
''Everyone swears. I only do it a bit more often. I don't see any need at all to get punished for it. Besides,'' she turned around to look in the eye of the person she had tried to evade, and who she hated. ''Damn' can't be counted as a swear.'' He just smiled as he opened his eyes to look for his name in the list. Midori saw this as the best opportunity to escape. She didn't manage in time to.
''Looks like I'm in the same class as Fishido-san''
''Yeah lucky her''
He smiled at the sarcasm. ''Which class are you in?''
''Not in yours'' 'thank god'
''I guessed as much from your grinning''
''Huh? This is what I always look like.'' she said trying to take control over the grin which was already spreading over her face.
''Oiiii Fujikoooo which class are you in?'' Eijis interruption came just in time. As Fuji looked towards his friend Midori made her escape.
''Sorry Eiji looks like we're in different classes this year.''
''What? Nooo! Not fair D: !'' the read heads mood visibly deflated as he heard the heart-breaking news. Then he jumped in front of the list to look for evidence.
''I'm isolated!'' he finally yelled ''You're in the same class as Inui, and Tezuka is in the same class Oishi! Why meeeee?''
Fuji smiled and tried to reassure his friend that he'll be able to make a lot of new friends.
Meanwhile a certain brunette was doing her happy dance.
''Ah Midoriiii'' A loud voice came from behind her and a girl jumped on her back causing both of them to run in a wall and fall backwards down.
''''AUCH''''
''Amai-san'' Midori said in an acted-out evil voice as they had gotten up ''do you actually have some brains in that skull of yours?''
''Doubt that'' said Tama as she appeared to have been walking behind both of them. ''Looks like this year we're all in the same class.''
''Been awhile huh?'' Haru said happily as she helped Midori up.
''Yeah at least this year I won't be isolated from you guys''
''Aww Midori missed us!'' She hugged her best friend so hard that some might have fainted in that killer-hug.
''All right all right stop killing my air-supply'' she escaped the killer hug and smiled at her friend. ''Let's go to class shall we?''
''We're in 3-4? Ahh..Midori looks like it's gonna be a no-ditching-english-class year for you.''
''Why? Because Tezuka and Oishi are in the same class as us? Like I care. I'm not actually willing to waste my time listening to horrible English and maybe even degrade my English level. If we're going to have the same teacher as I had last year, then you won't see me during a single lesson...well as long as...''
''...you get a good place, because if you're sitting between Tezuka and the door...well...'' Tama finished
Midori grumbled ''Why should he care whether I ditch or don't ditch? None of his business''
''I still can't forget the first time you ditched English during our second year and how he found you sitting with us during gym and dragged back...'' Haru grinned
''I've improved'' Midori boasted as she opened the classroom door
''That's nothing to be proud of Hoshiwa-san'' came a voice from behind her.
''Ahhh...another unpleasant face'' she said as she looked back, then turned and entered the classroom.
Midori aimed for the best possible seat at the back and near the door. Amai went to sit next to her, Tama in front of her and Sakura next to Tama.
''Alright, hopefully it'll stay like this.'' Midori told Haru.
''Yeah.'' her neighbour agreed. ''I hope Yazawa won't be sitting anywhere near us.''
''Yazawa? She's in our class?''
''Didn't you see her name on the board?''
''I didn't look for it.''
''Well here she comes.'' Haru pointed to a blond girl, accompanied by several other girls with dyed hair, enter the classroom.
''Alright let's act as if we're talking. I don't want her anywhere near me.''
''Hey we'll have to change places anyway so how does it matter?''
''I just don't want her anywhere near me.'' she sighed in relief as the girl she disliked sat down on the other side of class
Midori stared a bit at Yazawa, remembering their first encounter during their first year.
(during their first year in Seigaku high)
''Hey, hey...have you heard? Misami-san from 3-4 was caught with Hanatarou-sensei. Looks like both of them are in biiiig trouble''
It was Midori Hoshiwas' second week as a high-school freshman and the gossip was already getting on her nerves and she regarded herself as a patient person. 'Can't they get something better to do? Who the hell cares if some girls prefer older men to the same age idiots around here' She had the happiness of sitting right next to the main source of gossip: Yazawa Yumi.
''I wonder what's gonna happen to the two of them'' one of Yazawas followers wondered.
''Both are probably going to be expelled, I mean, what else? Besides Hanatarou-sensei is a bad teacher anyway. I never learn ANYTHING during his lessons'' Yazawa answered.
'Probably because you are too indulged with your nails during his lessons.' Midori added mentally
The brunette had already classified most people in her class as Yazawas minions. Somehow she had manage to hypnotize everyone in just a weeks time. Outside her sacred circle of gossip were the girl sitting next to Midori, Amai Haru, a few geeks, some boys and she herself. Strangely enough all the other girls were under the spell of gossip. Yet Amai-san was pretty fun to talk to since she could tell good jokes and ignore Hoshiwas vein-pops, when she wanted to skin the annoying girl sitting on the other side of her.
''Maa, maa'' Haru once told her with a cheerful smile ''At least you can feel happy that you're not one of them, since if I wasn't here it'd be the geek or the gossips''
''I'd take the guys then''
''The bishounen?''
''Huh?''
''The 'guys' how you say it, consist of bishounen, who are not affected by the gossips queens hypnotize-attacks, because they are too almighty. The other guys just follow the bishounen, because they respect them.'' Haru told her in a tone that had Midori burst out laughing.
''But really, I'm serious, you'd never fit in with them mostly because
1. You're a girl
2. You're only a bit above average
3. The other girls will kill you''
''Great...then I'm stuck with the geeks, or...I could be a loner''
''You're too talkative to be a loner'' Haru laughed
'Too talkative huh? In middle-school I almost never talked' she smiled to herself, not noticing the gossip queens look.
''Ne Hoshiwa-san, would you want to come to karaoke with us after school?''
'Be a mean bi- or kindly turn down?' It took her a second to understand that the latter was better since she was smiling already anyway.
''Nah, thanks'' she refused with a, now fake, smile plastered on her face.
''Awww, I wondered whether we could be friends.''
''Why would we want to be? Classmates is enough...'' 'torture' she finished the sentence in her thoughts.
''Hmmm...well whatever, what do you think will happen to Misami-san and Hanatarou-sensei?''
'Trying to get me now too?'
''You know I really couldn't care less. I have enough to do, without bothering myself about the buisness of others'' the smile faded a bit, but it stayed enough for Midori to show that she was looking down on Yazawa. 'I think she got my point' she mused as she studied the other girls face. Yazawa didn't seem to want to give up.
''How so?'' she asked innocently.
''Why should I care when I know neither of them?''
''You know Hanatarou-sensei'' she grinned.
''He's a teacher, teacher's interest me in the least, who cares who's dating, who? I dislike putting my nose in other peoples business anyway. I like to let people breathe, in the foolish hope that they'll do the same towards me.''
Yazawa seemed to have wanted to continue their talk, but the bell rang and everyone went back to their seats. Somewhere inside her, she hoped that the followers of gossip would understand her hidden message, but Midori didn't put much hope into it.
During the following weeks Midori felt the gossip being turned on her. They couldn't really get anything on her, since she had come to Tokyo from another town, so no one knew her from middle-school, so there weren't any embarrassing secrets to tell. There was only one major incident, but Midori regarded it as foolishness. And it had already been cleared up when she entered her 2nd year.
Back to the present.
'I guess she has been holding a weird grudge against me since then. Oh well.' she stood up with the others to greet the teacher. Later on they were told to come forward, to choose the number of the place they'd be sitting in.
After the class seating was decided Midori lied depressed on her chosen desk. Unhappy that she didn't manage to trade it in.
''Nandeeeeeeeeeee?(Whyyyyyyyy?)'' She said in a half-whine half-question like tone, when the first lesson was over.
''Because you're a black cat'' came the answer from Tama.
''It's not fair''...she grumbled
''Be a man Midori!'' Haru shouted encouragement out in a power pose.
''I'm female...'' she sobbed
''..Well it could have been worse...'' Sakura put in
''How?''
''You might not have us in your class''
''Ahh...you're right...It could have been a lot worse...but still'' She said as she stared at the person, who was sitting next to her. She stared so hard that if it had been light, then the eye on Tezukas side would have gone blind.
''What?'' he finally gave up ignoring her.
''Is there a smile option on you?''
''No''
''Bah...'' she hit her chin against the desk as she withdrew the idea from her brain to ever talk to him. 'He is a bad influence on me'.
''Well then, we'll be going to our seats.''
''Mkai'' she said as she watched her friends walk away to their seats. Haru was sitting in one of the front desks, so her position was even worse than Midori, since it's hard to sleep in the front. Tama and Sakura were on the far left side of the class, both were actually sitting quite close to each other. Midori on the other hand, was sitting in the window row, which is on the other side of class, since she was sitting in the last desk. Usually this would be the best place for her, but unfortunately, she was caged in by Tezuka on the left and Oishi in front of her. If not for these two she would be a happy person. Unfortunately...she wasn't. Then again, if Fuji would have been in the same class as her AND sitting somewhere near, she'd shoot herself.
There are only 2 people who know of Midoris hate for Fuji, which are Midori herself and Fuji, although he mostly pretends that they are friends. Since they were in the same class the years before, Midori developed many reasons to hate him. She wouldn't have had them, if he hadn't started torturing her, in the unnoticed way he did, they would have gotten a long normally, but since he did, then, she hated his grin, unreadable thoughts, tensai status, the fact that 75% of the girl population in this school had a thing for him and the fact that he was the only person (besides Yazawa) in this school who annoyed her. Usually she wouldn't hate a person only because he was creepy, but she hated Fuji. She enjoyed a bit of fun and some jokes that she could later laugh at, but the things he made her put up with were unbearable. He always got her tied up in the most idiotic and frustrating kind of situations. She almost had to sign up for the manager of the tennis team! Her! Manager! If that had happened her dead body would be found the next day with a farewell note. He was also the only one who had somehow discovered which middle-school she had gone to. He knew the one thing that she never wanted to uncover to her classmates or friends. Maybe even Inui knew about that. At that thought she shuddered
After dismissing the evil thoughts about the two guys she feared most in this school, she started completing the plan for her escape. She had thought it up in the morning, when she was packing her bag. English was coming up soon, and she wanted to beat Tezuka at this game. When the period which came before English ended she felt a cold glance aimed at her saying 'don't even try it' coming from her left side. She really wanted to answer that, but she decided to start her brilliant plan.
As she rose she did her best to fight off the huge grin which was fighting to get on her face. She slowly walked and squatted down next to Tamas desk.
''Hey when do you have to hand in those health papers?''
''They are due to the end of the next lesson...Wait don't tell me you haven't handed them in!''
''Guess I forgot about the deadline.''
Tama looked down at the girl with a pitiful *You'd do anything huh?* kind of look
Midori just grinned, rose up and said in a pretty loud voice ''Then I'd better hand them in or else the nurse and the homeroom teacher will kill me ^.^''
At that moment the teacher came in and Midori went to him to explain the situation. The English teacher knew Midoris level of English so he let her go. She skipped over to get her bag and left trough the other door. When she stepped over the threshold she felt a stare coming from behind her, so just to annoy him, she turned around and just before shutting the door, showed him her tongue.
Anyone who was sitting near the boy would have noticed the vein-pop on his forehead, but his facial expression didn't change at all.
Midori was happily yet quietly skipping trough the hallway. She had planned out that she'll go find out where the nurse is, since she was rarely found in the infirmary, and then kill time until 10 minutes before the lesson ends, then she'll give the papers to the nurse and happily go back to class. This plan had no holes, except that big one where she had to decide where to hang out until the time comes.
She had looked around the school for the nurse, but hadn't found her. Then her phone gave out a vibration, which she felt trough her school bag. Wondering who could be texting her during class she almost erased the message the moment she saw who it was from.
Sender: Fuji Syusuke
Subject :Hello again Hoshiwa-san.
Look in your bag and look for what's missing.
Come to the theatre club storage room to get it back. ^_^
Fuji
The girl stared at the phones display for a moment and then looked into her bag. She almost screamed out loud several swears, but they weren't enough to express her anger when she saw that the papers were not in her bag. She clearly remembered putting them into the bag this morning. Since she needed them she had no other choice but to go and get them from Fuji. 'It's the first day and already he's doing what he wants'
She hadn't known the guy in middle-school, but she was in the same class as him during her 1st and 2nd high school year. She also received the misery of sitting next to him during her second year. At first he seemed kind and such and she had thought they could become friends, but then something happened and his kind smile turned into an evil grin. She had noticed that he stayed the same when talking to his team-mates, other friends or classmates, but not her. She sometimes wondered what she had done to him, since having a person who treats her like Fuji did, was a real pain in the neck.
When she arrived at the place where they were to meet, she already saw him. He was standing by the window and looking through it. She entered the room and closed the door behind her with a big bam so she could be sure, that he had heard her enter. She ordered herself not to waver, but to be direct, like she used to be during middle-school. Authorative and direct.
''Hand them over.''
At her demand he just turned his face and smiled at her with the same expression he usually did.
''Why in such a rush? You'll want to kill time anyway.''
''I'll kill it, but I'll do it somewhere, where I can't see that smirk of yours.''
''How mean.''
''How true. Now give them to me.'' She charged at him to get the papers he was holding.
He raised the hand in which he held the papers up high, too high for Midori to reach.
''Are you making fun of me?
''Yes''
''You bastard'' She scowled at him and jumped up high to grab his hand and get the papers out of it. Unfortunately for her, Fuji saw her intention and grabbed her around the waist in mid-air. Since Fuji was taller and stronger than her, he could easily lift her from the ground.
''Now this is entertaining.''
''I'll kick you in the face.'' she said as a matter-of-fact.
''Why haven't you done so yet?''
''I'm being polite, now let me down, or you're getting a shoe-mark on your face.'' and she started to wave around her leg as a warning.
''Why must you be so impatient?''
''My nature, deal with it or don't come near me.''
''You weren't such a brat in the past.''
''You weren't such an ass in the past, things change obviously, now make a choice. Fast!''
He smirked, but let the girl down. His grin widened when she stretched out her hand to demand the papers.
''All right...do you intend to stand there smirking all day long or actually tell me why you called me here?''
''To kill time''
''That's the most idiotic reason...''she trailed off remembering her own thoughts from just a while ago.
''Aren't you supposed to have class?''
''Aren't you?''
''English and I was looking for the nurse, so I could give her the papers, which you stole from me so...'' Midori trailed off
''So...?''
''So...'' the girl continued talking with a small grin appearing on her face ''...I might as well be a sore loser and go find the nurse, to tell her that Fuji stole my papers and isn't giving them back, making me skip my dear and important English class.''
''You have too much pride to do that.''
''You're forgetting that I'm not a guy, since you people most often have the most annoying types of ego and that I usually do whatever I need to do to get what I want, so off I go,'' she said with a smile as she turned around ''...well of course unless you are willing to return those,'' she pointed at the papers ''to me''.
''Not yet.''
''Yet? You seriously want me to sit here the entire period? No thank you,'' and the girl headed towards the door, but was stopped by a hand grabbing her wrist and pulling her away from the door. The sudden change of direction made Midori lose her balance and as she tripped, she flew right into Fuji, who also started to fall backwards. Midori heard a loud bam and felt herself being rolled over. The moment she felt his weight on her she tried to kick him off, but he was too heavy for her to push off, and it seemed that he was pressing her against the floor, to make sure she doesn't escape.
''Get off me!''
''Ah gome...gome'' yet despite saying that he didn't move an inch. Despite the girls continues tries to get him off, he remained pinning her to the ground. Somehow they hadn't hit anything during the landing, but Fuji acted as if he had hit his head against the chair. His face was a bit lower than hers. His eyes were on the same level as her jaw and his chin rested on her shoulder. He had both of her hands in each of his own and his entire body lay heavily on hers not allowing her to break free. To Midori it seemed as if the guy wanted to fall asleep.
For a moment she stopped fighting and just let in a deep breath. Then she whispered:
''If you don't get off of me right now, I'll scream like hell, and when someone comes I'll tell that you're a rapist and stalker, so you'll be the enemy of every single girl in this school or worse, you'll…''
That made Fuji move a bit. After rotating her head a bit to the left she found two blue orbs on the same level as her staring into her eyes and she felt his grasp on her hands tighten. For a moment neither of them moved. For a second she really though he might do something to her. Then suddenly the boy sprung up and left the room, leaving a girl with green wide eyes surprised on the floor.
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