A/N from Letyourmindsoar: I apologize for the late update. Someone never got around to sending me the draft of the second chapter. Don't worry, though. The next chapter will be out much sooner. I'll make sure of that.

Fuji: Saa, I think I'm rubbing off on her.

Me: I wouldn't call it that. I think it's more me picking up your, how should I say, sadistic tendencies.

Fuji: Ah, and even said with a smile. I must say, I didn't think I'd be a mentor of sorts. *chuckles*

Inui: *gulps* 100% chance that I'll be tortured--

Me and Fuji: *smiles with dazzling brightness* Dear Inui, why would you ever think that we'd intentionally hurt our smitten data player?

Inner Inui and Inui: Crap.

Eiji: Review, nya! Otherwise Fujiko-chan and Sora are going to tie you up with---

Thursday

September 16

-1ST PERIOD-

(Inner Inui)

As I'm quickly jotting down notes, I'm undergoing an internal fight:

Come on what are you waiting for? SHE SITS RIGHT NEXT TO YOU FOR KAMI-SAMA'S SAKE!!

But every time I see her face, it's just so mesmerizing, and I forget everything! I'm going to seem like a fool!

There's nothing to be scared of just talk to her, ask her a school question!

Right, because Inui Sadaharu would have trouble in Calculus AB. That's unheard of!!!

*sigh* Whatever then go ahead spend the rest of your life researching stalking her…

Fine. I'll do it...........and I do NOT stalk. It is simply gathering data--

Get on with it!

I suck in my breath and let it out slowly, to calm myself. "Mizuki-chan?"

"Yes Inui-kun?" She looks up from her desk and pushes up her glasses that put emphasis on her eyes. They were an innocent, deep, beautiful color. One that resembles, but ultimately outshines, 88% dark chocolate.

I stare at her, completely forgetting anything that I could've said. She's just too, too, Kami-sama! There's no word to even describe what she looks like. She raises a perfect eyebrow in question, and I snap back into reality, breaking my pencil perfectly into two. I can see the chances of success disappearing as I waste these precious seconds. "Uh…I was...uh...wondering....could I borrow a pencil?"

"Sure." She hands me the pencil she was using. It's a purple #2 mechanical pencil that I predict was bought 5 days ago at 5:12:06 p.m. and had been used until now, considering the eraser tip had been only .6% worn. I hold the pencil with great delicacy.

"Thank you." I say quietly. My inner self, though, is doing a victory dance and whooping.

"You're welcome, Inui-kun." She smiled at me, and I swear that if it were humanly possible, my heart would've jumped out at that wondrous sight.

"HOI! HOI! INUI!!!" *sigh* There was a 100% chance of being approached by Kikumaru today. There was a 90% chance that it'd be super hyper Kikumaru, and apparently, it is. "Thank you SOOOOO MUCH for tutoring me!!!" He's jumping up and down. There's a 100% chance he got a B- at 80.6%. "I got a B- at 80.6%!!!! I'm so happy!!! Victory!!!"

"Don't mention it…"

"Ne, Inui, you don't look too good!! You usually don't talk much anyway, but oh!!! Where's your holy notebook? You always have it, nya! What about…….. "

And so the interrogation begins…

-LUNCH-

She sits down placing her bento and napkin neatly on the table. She smiles, it's an 89% chance that her friend just complimented her. I mean what isn't there to compliment about her? *thump* I feel warmth and color creeping up my cheeks. Then, suddenly, I see Fuji move, but I don't know what he's doing. There's a 74% chance that he only took a bite of his onigri. I take a sip of my juice only to find that it wasn't my juice. I see Oishi-fukubouchu trying to stop me, but I had already tasted the awful liquid. My eyelids get heavy. There's no doubt, it's 100%, that Fuji was feeling extra sadistic today. He replaced my juice while I wasn't looking with his own super-ultra-inhumanly-spicy-wasabi-juice. The last thing I see are a pair of ocean-colored eyes slightly open accompanied by a cheerful smile that whispers, "Sleep well, lovesick Inui."

-1:02:54 LATER -

I slowly come into consciousness. I realized that there are 96% cotton white sheets on the bed I'm currently laying on. I must be the infirmary. With my right hand, I find my glasses and put them on. Unfortunately, I look straight into a 60 watt light bulb when I open my eyes. I'm temporarily blinded, but someone blocks the light as they lean over me. There's a 95% chance it's Fuji. Well, what do you know?

"My, my. Inui being too distracted to not gather data on his teammates? I've been trying at that for three years! I must get some tips from the wonderful girl that makes our data player blush every single time he looks at her. Oh, and those hearts that are practically floating around him is just too much! Sadly, cameras cannot capture such things......."

I feel the color drain from my already pale face, but I quickly regain my composure. "There was an 85% chance that'd you be interested."

"Saa, Inui, I thought you knew me better. Why wouldn't I want to know the weaknesses of my teammates? Considering you know most of ours, wouldn't if be fair if I knew yours? Ne?" Fuji just flashed another smile at me before leaving.

There's a 98.5% chance that he's already scheming and a 1% chance that he already has a plan. There is a 0.5% chance that he was JUST smiling, but that has been proven wrong time and time again......and again.......and again. Fuji NEVER just smiles. That is pure fact.

A/N from me: Hi people from the world! I'm sorry that I procrastinated, but yeah....*Letyourmindsoar throws a tennis ball at me* I hope you liked it, and as my partner said, the next chapter will come out sooner! REVIEW!!!! Ciao!

A/N from Letyourmindsoar: Oh, I forgot to mention that there is a significant change in Inui. Person.. thought he was a bit too robotic in the first chapter and tried to instill more life in him. She does write the skeletons of the chapters, so I just went along with it. Please let us know your opinion about this. All you have to do is click on that little rectangle right there. Yup. Just keep moving your mouse closer.....