Uhm, hello again, everyone~! ... *cowers and hides* You guys can go ahead and kill me, I deserve it. Q/A/Q I'm terribly sorry! In the end, my lazy self kept on procrastinating... OTL. But when I was determined to write this out and finish it in maybe a day, I found out that I could finish chapters faster if I wasn't such a lazy bum. From now on, I'll TRY MY HARDEST TO GET MORE CHAPTERS OUT. YOU HAVE MY WORD. But I'm probably just drawing and failing at life. So yeah...

Uhm. Well, for those who are still supporting me and my fanfiction, I seriously love you all! I'm so pleased to see that you guys are still supporting this fanfic, although it's been over 3 months. THANK YOU SO MUCH, YOU GUYS!

Now, onto the fifth chapter! I made it over 6,000 words to make up for the time I wasted. BE HAPPY.

Enjoy~! ^ 7 ^)/

True My Heart

Chapter 5: Wonderful Mornings & Fangirls' First Rampage

Calender: April 6th : Second Day of School

-x-x-x-x-x-

"...-sama... -jou-sama... Ojou-sama~!"

Sharon moaned out sleepily as she turned onto her side, sheets tangling between her legs and dangling on the side of her grand bed. "Nnnnghnnn..."

A light chuckle danced in her hears, bringing her consciousness to wake. "You know, Ojou-sama... A proper lady shouldn't lay on her bed like that and moan as if she's trying to seduce someone."

"Wh-WHAT?" Sharon's head whipped up from her soft pillow, her caramel-colored hair bouncing up once, her stray hair sticking up all around her head. Trying to see if Break was right, she kept her body still as her eyes immediately looked at her form, and sure enough, he was right.

The silk pajama-dress she was wearing was a button-up one, that had long-sleeves and reached down to her mid-calves. Like all fancy clothes, this one was indeed ruffly and frilly. But in this predicament, many buttons were open from the neck to the top of her chest, and the dress was hiked up high, showing her thighs.

Sharon could have sworn that her face had turned into a rainbow of the color red and pink, and her eyes were widened in shock and embarrassment, her mouth open, and her hair a complete disarray.

Click!

'OH. NO. HE. DIDN'T.' The "supposedly" proper lady's pink-ish eyes glanced over to the only pervert and person in the room, and just to confirm her fears, a camera was in his hands, a big smirk on his face.

Oh, he was going to get it.

"BUUUUUUUREIKUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"

"Ooh~! Ojou-sama, I can see your—UGHACK!"

Cue the constant noise of paper-fan slapping someone's face repeatedly, the noise of a girl embarrassed screaming, and the noise of a guy's laughter, only to be cut off with a slap of a certain paper-fan.

-x-x-x-x-x-

A grumble came from the open porch of a certain raven-haired guy's house as his foot tapped the wooden flooring repeatedly, a frown etching onto his face. He gripped his coffee mug tightly as the clock ticked by, second by second. Hopefully, the coffee would help his addiction of killing his lungs—I mean, smoking cigarettes.

This was his ninth time to try and quit smoking (although it was because Uncle Oscar threatened to put him in a mental home if he didn't stop, also with the consent of Oz). Would it be successful? You probably know the answer already though.

"..."

Tap, tap, tap. Sip, sip.

"..."

Tap, gulp, tap, gulp, tap.

"..."

Tap, gulp, gulp, tap, gulp, gulp, ta—SLAM!

"AGGGGGGGH...! Screw this!" Gilbert screamed out suddenly, slamming his cup of coffee on the little table out on the porch, not realizing how the neighbors were staring at him strangely (heck, the children were scared or thinking of him as a crazy hooligan). "Ozu-sama, Oscar-sama... I am sorry, but... I CAN'T DO THIS AFTER ALL..!" he cried out, tears comically streaming down his face.

He stomped into his house, his hand twitching for that certain small box stashed in the counter, his urge of smoking cigarettes taking over his senses. As he searched high and low for that box he stashed somewhere in that counter, he banged his head several times in the hasty process, causing him to curse out loudly.

"Where the frick did I put that box?"

"GiiiiRuuuUBertoooooOOO..."

Not even noticing the creepy tone and voice that was used, Gilbert's features turned into a deep scowl of irritation as he turned towards the speaker. "What the crap do you want— HOLY SHI—!"

And the sound of a male's very girlish screaming pierced through the calm air.

-x-x-x-x-

Sharon let out a meek squeal of surprise when she heard a particular scream out in the distance. "Br-Break..? Did you hear that just now?" she asked, her eyes flickering over to the elder man.

All she received was a wide, mischievous smile that spread across his face, his one eye closing in glee. "Not at all, Sharon-sama. I didn't hear a thing~"

Turning her direction back to her mirror, she continued to brush her caramel-colored hair, but when she couldn't reach a spot, she asked the man to help. The lady sighed as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror and gave him a peculiar look through the mirror. 'Break, you lying whore.'

He obliged to help, but at one point, the brush yanked painfully on her hair, causing Sharon to wince in pain. "Haha~ Sharon-sama, I heard that, you know~" he chimed in a oh, so sweet, tone of voice.

When her eyes made contact with the his crimson one, she immediately gave him a hard glare. 'You horrible bastard of a servant..!'

With another "cheerful" grin, the brush yanked on her hair once again. More painfully than before, that is to say.

-x-x-x-x-

The alarm's blare sliced through a particular brunette's dreams and head, instantly yanking her back to reality and making her jump from bed, literally. It resulted her in falling comically from her bed and kiss the floor...well, not really. Her nose and forehead made contact with the wooden floor, quite painfully, and the once was peaceful air was disturbed by a rather loud curse from the girl.

Groaning in pain, she sat up, her hand rubbing the pained spots on her face. What a day to start the second day of school. 'Remind me to not dream of rabbits eating carrots so adorably again. I swear, their cuteness can give me diabetes.'

Sheets were scattered round and about around her, and it was obvious that she had taken the blankets down with her on her fall. Seeing the fallen sheets, she did a face-palm when she remembered that she had yet to sweep and mop the floors. (It's been about 5 months since her last cleaning of the floors, but she wouldn't tell anyone that.)

"Great, just great," Alice grumbled, a frown on her features as she stood up on her feet and gathered the sheets from the floor into a pile in her arms. She then tossed it blindly all together right next to the pile she presumed where her dirty laundry was at, which contained too little for a female that should have worn in a week.

Alice never really was one to have a huge wardrobe full of clothing that she knew would be stashed in there for who knows how long without being worn once. Besides, the amount of money she currently had in her wallet was starting to run low, but not like 'OMG, I HAVE ONE CENT LEFT, OMG, SPAZZ, I NEED TO GO ROB A BANK OR SOMETHING BEFORE I DIE.' Nah.

'So much crap to worry about and do nowadays,' Alice grumpily thought as she entered her bathroom and started to brush her teeth and do her necessities that I'm sure she doesn't want anyone to know about, not that you'd really want to know anyway.

Stepping out of the bathroom a few minutes later, her eyes observed her decently-sized apartment. 'But then again...it's better than living in that hell-hole of a home over there.'

As she walked over to her closet that contained a decent amount of seasonal clothes and her undergarments, she grabbed her school clothes and whatnot that were hung on clothing hangars and took them out before tossing them onto her bare bed. Absently glancing at the bunny-shaped clock sitting on her drawer, she saw that she had some time before school started.

Quickly shedding her pajamas off, she slipped on her school uniform, before proceeding towards the mirror that hung on her wall, and the drawer right against it. Tightening her school bow tie, she picked out thin, black hairbands and grabbed her hairbrush, beginning to brush out her long, brown hair. Muttering uncomprehending words as she fought out the many tangles in her hair, it took almost five minutes just to brush it out all nice and tangle-free. Before, she had pondered about cutting her hair short once, but she really couldn't imagine her with short hair, and she'd feel so awkward with that length of hair. Braiding the side pieces of her locks into plaits and securing them with a hairband, she stood up and observed her attire.

"Oh, almost forgot!" She reached into her little jewelry box (which she stole from somewhere, but she forgot where), and pulled out the musical locket from it before hooking it around her neck. Now she was done.

With a satisfactory nod, she beamed a bright and kind smile, showing off her innocent, moe-moe, kawaii looks~! …..Only to replace it with an ugly scowl. She grimaced. "Oh gawd, I didn't know I could look that ugly."

Sighing and snatching her keys and bag from their places, she headed for her front door, slipping her feet into them before opening her door and locking the door right after.

Now for her new daily routine she planned out for herself months earlier so that she wouldn't be such a lazy ass during school days.

First off: It was a morning walk, stroll, jog, adventure time, doing-this-because-I'm-bored-to-death-so-early-in-the-morning-and-to-make-myself-wake-up-or-I'll-get-run-over-by-a-stupid-car-and-not-notice, oh, whatever you call it.

Just when she was going to take a step down the stairs to the street, a growling noise came from her stomach. 'Ah, crap, I almost forgot.' She needed to find something to eat to fulfill her stomach that was currently making such embarrassing noises.

You know how her money stash was running low? Yes, because of that, she decided to skip dinner for a day, thus causing her hunger to increase drastically. But hey, she needed it to pay rent and whatnot.

She leaned her head back, her eyes staring up at the dim sky and the sun that was starting to rise. 'Ahh, man, life sucks. And I seriously need to find a job soon or I'll become a hobo, no offense to the hobos out there, but yeah... Hgnn... I'll have to look around town after school then.'

'But first...' Her stomach made another growl...that lasted for about five seconds. 'Damn, my stomach hasn't been this empty for this long before, and that growl was long. Really embarrassing. ...I need food. Or I'll just faint and die. Oh wait! I know, I should just come across an extremely rich-looking person and dramatically faint in their path. Maybe that will work!' "...Hn." 'Ah, never mind. They could be a pedophile for all I care. And no way in hell am I going to hang with that person any longer.'

Ignoring her stomach the best she could, she walked on the road towards the school building, but her eyes would stare at something in fascination, while her feet had a mind of its own and go somewhere on its own.

Maybe that was why she ended up on a street she didn't recognize.

"Damn it all. Of all things, I had to get lost."

Oh, and there was a new-looking pack of something on the ground in front of her feet. Out of curiosity, she picked it up, and discovered that it was a cigarette pack. 'Ooh, stash of cancer unopened in my hands. Brand name, also. A ha~! I must be SO lucky~! ...Not.'

Just when she was about to throw the pack into a dark alley, a scream pierced through the air, scaring the crap out of Alice.

"Wha-What the hell was that..?" Alice's feet carried her towards the scream, and she had to wonder again at how she got on the front steps of a house, before she caught glance of black on head and a tall person through the open front door. 'Who leaves their front door open, like seriously? If there's a burglar in there, no wonder.'

But when her lavender eyes went all perfect vision as she was trying to identify the person out of mere nosy-ness, it clicked into her head.

"Ho-Holy crap, Gilbert-sensei?" she uttered out in disbelief.

Said person whipped around, cold sweat pouring down his flustered face, his breath all shaky and uneven, his raven locks in a tangly mess, as his wide golden eyes locked sight with hers. Well, to break it out, he looked like crap, and that it looked as if he just saw a dead corpse in his living room.

"..." Silence consumed the two of them, both of them wondering what was happening or something.

Finally, Gilbert blinked and said, "What the flip are you doing at my house, you stupid rabbit?"

Alice scowled and rolled her eyes. "Oh gee, thanks for the warm welcome, Seaweed-Head. And I could say the same about you. Why are you screaming so early in the morning? And damn, that was one girly scream.

It was Gil's turn to scowl. "Go away, you stupid rabbit. I don't need your constant nagging and remarks. I'm searching for something."

Ignoring the 'go away' part, Alice raised her eyebrows and asked, "Oh? What are you looking for, Gilbert-sensei? Is it something I can possibly help with?"

Without turning his head as he continued his search for his crack stash, he irately said, "The pack of cigarettes I hid somewhere in this house. Now scram and go to school, stupid rabbit."

"Hooooh?" Alice drawled out, ignoring the 'scram' part again, her eyes glancing down at the pack of cigarettes in her hand. "Cigarettes, huh?" Right after she said that, her stomach growled, but luckily, Gilbert seemed to not hear that. "I think I can help."

At that, Gil looked up at her, almost on the verge of snapping. He never did though, since the sharp words on his tongue died down when he saw what she was holding in her hands that were held up. But when he also saw that mischievous smirk on her lips, he knew that she was plotting something. "W-Why do you have cigarettes on you? You do realize that it's against school rules to carry any type of drugs on school campus, let alone a student?" he said instead.

Alice's smirk went wider. "Hey, Gil, if that's so, then I would gladly give you these cigarettes, but before I do that, I want to make a deal."

He rose an eyebrow at her. "And what is that? If it's something naughty, I swear-"

"OI, I'M NOT A FAN-GIRL OF YOURS, YOU STUPID SEAWEED-HEAD," Alice cut him off, irritation written on her face. "It's got nothing to do with eye-raping or dating, and I'll be damned if I was a fan-girl of yours, but be assured; I'm not."

Gilbert then crossed his arms, leaning onto the counter, his eyes narrowed at the girl standing in his doorway, but deep down inside, he was glad that Oz's childhood friend wasn't a creeper. "Then what do you want? Spit it out. If it's something I can do, I'll do it...in exchange for that pack in your hands."

Oh, Gilbert. Must you be so addicted with that little bundle of cancer you seem to like to inhale, only to hack and cough like you have crap stuck in your throat?

Alice brightened at that. "Really? You mean it, Gilbert-sensei?"

He groaned, but nodded his head tiredly. "Yes, I will, so what is it?"

The grin on Alice's face almost reached her eyes.

-x-x-x-x-

Ada was up and awake when her alarm went off, her feet already padding into her bathroom as she went to go do her thing. After cleaning up, dressing into her school uniform, and adding bows and such to her long, blonde locks, she was ready to go.

"Dinah! Snowdrop! Kitty! Come on out~!" she called out, and the three kittens immediately pounced up to their beloved owner, meowing and pawing at her feet.

Ada couldn't help but giggle. Leaning down, she petted each of their heads. "I'll feed you right after I'm done waking up Onii-chan. Wait for a minute, okay?"

And with that, she walked off, her mind set on waking up her brother.

"Onii-chan! Time to wake up, you sleepy head!" she chimed as she opened the door to her beloved brother's bedroom, her emerald eyes glancing at that sleeping form on his bed, snoring lightly.

She couldn't help but shake her head in disbelief. He was already an adult, and yet he was like a lazy child who slept through night and day.

Walking towards the lump in the bed, she shook Oz's shoulder, attempting to wake him up. "Wake up! You're going to be late for work again!"

THREE MINUTES OF FAILING ATTEMPTS TO WAKE THE BLONDE BOY...

Ada finally snapped. "OH MY GAWD, ONII-CHAN, WAKE YOUR SLEEPY BOTTOM UP AND GET TO WORK!" she screamed in his ear, albeit regretting it after for screaming at her brother.

That was when Oz finally woke up. His body jerked awake, and his head almost collided with Ada's. "Huh? Oh... Hey, Ada..." he mumbled, starting to get out of bed, groaning as he stretched his limbs.

Ada sighed. "Finally." At least she knew that he wasn't going to be late...or maybe he was going to be late again. "Well, Onii-chan, I'll be downstairs making breakfast if you need me," she said as she started to exit her brother's bedroom to give him privacy. "Sheesh, that big brother. Always a deep sleeper," she mumbled to to herself as she entered the kitchen.

"Dinah, Snowdrop, Kitty~!" she called again as she grabbed the cat food from the cabinet and opened it before scraping it out in their respective kitty bowls. "Your breakfast is ready~!" They appeared from upstairs and began to eat. Soon enough, they were licking their paws and mouth clean of food before pouncing over to Ada and purring as they rubbed her leg, showing their appreciation. Ada giggled and smiled. "You're welcome."

With the task of feeding her kittens done, she grabbed four slices of bread before popping it into the toaster, and as she waited for the toast to finish, she took out the jar of jam from its place before setting it on the table next to the toaster. She then pulled out two glass cups before opening the refrigerator and grabbed the carton of orange juice for herself, deciding that she'd wait until Oz was done getting ready so that she could ask him.

By then, the toast popped out of the toaster and Ada quickly attended to it. Humming a soft melody to herself, she grabbed a knife and opened the jar of jam before smearing the purple substance onto the bread. She remembered to add a little extra jam on two slices of toast.

Once she was done, Oz had emerged from upstairs, fumbling with his tie. Ada glanced at her elder brother, and saw that he was wearing a white, long-sleeved dress-shirt, a plain black vest, black slacks, red tie, and a black belt, donned with his golden pocket watch hooked onto one of his belt loops. At least he was wearing proper looking clothes to work, although she was sure that Uncle Oscar wouldn't care if he walked onto school campus in his boxers. Not that he would do it, though.

"Good morning, Onii-chan~!" the blonde sister chimed cheerfully, setting the plates of toast with jam on the dinner table, grabbing her glass of orange juice as she sat in her seat.

"Ah, good morning to you, too, Ada," Oz replied, flashing a smile to her as he walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out the gallon of milk and pouring its contents in the other glass cup Ada left out before putting the gallon back in. Walking over to the table, he slid in the seat across from her, picking up his toast covered in jam and took a bite out of it, his face beaming when she remembered to add more jam to his toast. "Thanks for making breakfast again~ It's always wonderful, Ada," he complimented as he took a swig of milk. Absentmindedly, he said, "I'm sure you'd find a good guy who'd be willing to marry you soon enough, Ada."

Ada choked on her orange juice.

"A-Ada?" Oz was about to jump from his seat to pat his sister on her back, but she waved her hand in front of herself in reassurance.

"I-I'm fine, Onii-Onii-chan... I breathed in wrong and choked, that's all," the girl quickly said, covering her mouth with a napkin as she patted herself on her chest to relieve the juice that was currently burning the back of her throat.

Oz's body relieved as he heard that, but he couldn't help but worry. "Alright... If you say so, Ada."

Deep down inside, Ada was blushing madly, and the color was appearing on her face as she continued her breakfast, one side of her mind listening to her brother's conversation, and the other pondering on the embarrassing matter.

But then again...

"Oz, although you say that I might find a good hus-husband when I'm a lot older... I think your future-to-be-wife is also close by, with you being an adult now."

It was Oz's turn to choke on his milk.

-x-x-x-x-x-

"...I knew I shouldn't have agreed to this."

Alice was practically eating like a starved animal as she ate down Gilbert's food. Gulping down the coffee he prepared for her, she barked back, "Well, you did, and just for a pack of cigarettes, no less, you idiot."

In front of her was a decent amount of meat Gilbert had bought from the grocery store, and a cup of coffee, since the man didn't have anything decent to drink, other than alcohol.

"By the way, Gilbert-sensei, you fail as a teacher. With all this smoking and alcohol, you're really messed up, you know that?"

Gil snapped, a vein throbbing on his fore head. "Shut up, you stupid rabbit," he said immaturely, a deep scowl etched onto his face. A burning cigarette was in his hands, the smoke wafting in the air. But since Alice was yelling at him about second-hand smoking and that he was killing her brain with that, he opted to smoke on his front porch, although the door and window was wide open.

Shrugging, Alice continued to fill her belly up, a part of her being proud of herself to receive free food, with the endless teasing of pretending to give Gil the cigarettes, only to take it back.

'Flippin' brat.'

She threw her coffee cup at him through the window.

"WHAT THE FUUU-!"

"You deserved it, Seaweed-Head."

-x-x-x-x-x-

When Sharon and Break arrived at school, they were surprised to see the others also, two of them bickering at each other, and the other chatting with one another happily.

"Ara, ara, seems like Gilbert-kun and Alice-san are good friends now," Sharon said, pointing towards the bickering pair.

Alice, being the one with sharp hearing, heard Sharon. "Like hell we are, Sharon-chan! He's such an ass," she growled out, only to receive a hard glare from said man. She just huffed and briskly walked towards the school doors.

"Haha, arrogant as ever, Alice-chan~" Oz chuckled as he followed suit after her. The others quickly caught up. "Sooo...how was your morning, guys?"

"Crappy," Alice replied first. "Seaweed-Head's a total prick. Oh, and did you know? He's an alcoholic. He has a pretty huge stash of the stuff in his cabinets. But other than that, I got free food from the jerk."

"Don't you ever come to my house again, stupid rabbit, or else I'll blow your silly brains out."

Alice shot him a mischievous smirk. "Ohhh? Really?" Her smirk went wider, similar to the one earlier in the morning. "If you do that, I'll tell everyone your secret~!"

"YOU DAMN RABBIT!"

"Oya, oya~ Gilberto-kun~ If you don't want Alice-kun to say it, I can~" Break offered cheerfully, his eye closing in glee as he smiled widely.

Gilbert froze. "What..? But-"

"What is it, Break?" Ada asked, her emerald eyes blinking as she tilted her head to the side slightly in curiosity.

"Hoh hoh~! You see, Ada, this morning, I seemingly caught Gilbert breaking his promise and trying to start smo-"

Gilbert freaked out. "BREAK, I'LL SHOVE THAT DOLL OF YOURS DOWN YOUR THROAT IF YOU DON'T SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" he yelled, his expression flustered.

Break raised his eyebrows. "Emily? Oya, you haven't noticed that she was the one who really found out in the first place?"

Silence ensued the two, leaving the others wondering what was happening, or to put it, what they were talking about.

"Th-Then...that was the hideous-looking thing that said my name back there...?" Gil shivered as chills went up his spine when he remembered the voice Emily used.

Sharon noticed at how Break's smile twitched for a second there as he reached down and grabbed his trusty cane from its place, unsheathing it and revealing something that looked similar to a blade.

"Run, Gilbert-kun. RUN."

"OH SHI—!"

-x-x-x-x-

Alice sighed as she sat in Oz's classroom, her cheek resting in her hand as she doodled a little bunny eating a carrot at the corner of a sheet of paper from her bag, her mind elsewhere as Oz droned on and on about things that didn't seem to be important.

"Since this is the first week of school, we're free to slack off, but once next week rolls in, we'll be beginning on our lessons. Understand?" Oz said as his emerald eyes scanned over his classroom.

"Okay~!" the class chimed.

"Well, since I haven't planned anything for today, you guys are free to converse with one another, but please refrain from getting out of your seats," he said before sitting down in his chair, his eyes then focusing on some paperwork that he had yet to finish before the deadline, which was next week.

The class immediately burst out into chatter, but good for Oz, they weren't as loud as he thought they would be. Some of the girls opted to sit in their seats and eye-rape the blonde teacher, dreamy expressions on their faces. The boys opted to ignore the jealously and talked about video games, girls, guns, sports, whatever they liked to talk about.

Alice finished her doodle, but grimaced when it looked to be uglier than her imagination. Being lazy and not wanting to fix it, she shoved the paper in her bag before letting out a sigh and planting her cheek on her desk, her face facing towards the sky, which was getting brighter and brighter by the second.

"Hey, hey, girls, I know what we should do when we pick out what clubs we should join!" a bubbly voice said.

"And what is that?" a timid voice asked.

"Ah! I know!" a hyper-active voice exclaimed. "FAN-CLUBS!"

Oz broke out into cold sweat as the pen that was gripped in his hand made a stray mark on the paper he was filling out. Alice and Ada sweat-dropped, sending one another knowing glances when they noticed the teacher's awkward state.

'Oh dear Abyss, CHANGE THEIR MINDS.'

-x-x-x-x-x-

Meanwhile in Break's classroom...

"Break-sensei~!" a girl exclaimed as many hands rose up, waving impatiently as the females in his classroom were practically falling off of their seats in anticipation.

"Yes~?" the man replied, a pleasant smile on his face as he locked eyes with the girl, which was enough to make them swoon.

"Do you like sweet things?" the girl asked, and some hands went down, apparently showing that they were going to ask the same thing.

"Why, yes, in fact, I do~" Break chimed, standing up from his chair and walking in a dandy manner. "Anything ranging from treats, to cake, to candy~..." His feet carried him to the girl's desk, and he reached into his pocket, pulling out a little wrapped-up candy and pressing it to her lips. "...to sweet, cute, little girls."

"OMG, KYAAAAAAAA~~! MELT~!" the girls screamed out, jumping from their seats and waving their arms. "DO THAT TO ME TOO, BREAK-SENSEI~!"

The man chuckled. "All right~!"

For every second, the girls melted into a puddle of pudding in their seats, one-by-one, when Break gave them a piece of candy in many ways than one, speaking in playful manners.

Sharon was currently gripping the ends of her skirt, resisting the urge to scream out in frustration. 'Should I even be jealous of those girls? I-I mean, it's only Break and his constant flirting. I don't need that nonsense! Yes, yes, just ignore them, Sharon, and you'll be fine! You don't need candy at the moment!' With a haughty 'hmph!', Sharon averted her eyes towards the windows, her eyes watching the sun rise.

"Hmmmm~? Are you sure about that, Sha-lon-sa-ma~?"

Sharon let out a high-pitched 'meep' when the sly man's voice chimed dangerously close to her ear, and when she glanced over to see, he was standing in front of her desk. "B-Break, I swear, if you dare to do anything to me, I'll...I'll slap you senseless with my fan! I-I'm serious!" 'And he called me Sharon-sama, even though I told him not to! That jerk!'

A wide smirk graced his lips, his eyes showing mischief. "Yes, yes, whatever you say, Sharon-chan~!" he said, his hand reaching into his pocket as he pulled out a lollipop. He unwrapped the plastic covering from the lollipop before he pressed the candy against her lips, which were pressed together. "Now say ahh~"

Sharon's face burst into an array of many shades of red as she blushed. "Wh-What in the world are you doing?" she exclaimed, backing away.

He insisted though, and leaned across her desk more, the lollipop pressing against her lips again. "Come on, Sharon~"

Oh geez, Break, you persistent flirt. You know that you wanted to be like Oz and Alice yesterday.

Sharon had to decide. Either one: Take the candy and shove it in Break's mouth instead, hoping that he'd choke in the process. Or two: Take the candy just out of politeness and eat it. Or three: Give it to a hobo, and again, no offense.

She grimaced at option three, because she'd be either to scared to look at them, let alone touch them, or would be in a ten-foot radius away from them since they would smell bad...again, no offense.

One... Well, she could do that, but the girls in the classroom would practically murder her if she did that, even if Break didn't choke and die.

With a huff, she gave in. "Fine, fine, you win..." she muttered, her lips parting.

Break smiled and happily pushed it further past her lips, before letting go, leaving Sharon to eat it and hold it for herself. "See? That wasn't hard, was it?"

Sharon twitched. 'Oh, it is hard, you arrogant man, when there's a whole school of jealous fan-girls of yours, just itching to kill me, or smother me in my sleep.'

Break's smile went wider. "Oya~ Really? I haven't noticed~"

The lady gave him a sharp glare, eyes narrowing. 'Bastard.' Before he could do anything to that, Sharon's mouth turned into a slight pout as she continued to lick her lollipop, her eyes averting towards the window to watch the sun again.

Break silenced and instead, a soft smile appeared on his features. "Well, I'll talk to you later, Sharon-chan~" And with that, he turned around and walked around the classroom, attending to the other fan-girls.

Deep down inside, she was glad to see that he hadn't forgotten about her.

-x-x-x-x-

Gilbert...was exasperated.

"Someone. ANYONE. Kill me now," he muttered, his whole body twitching as he observed his classroom.

'Fan-girls... Fan-girls. FAN-GIRLS. ALL. OVER. THE. DAMN. CLASSROOM. EYE-RAPING. ME.'

With a curse, Gilbert groaned and ran a hand through his raven locks.

"Crap, I need another smoke."

-x-x-x-x-

Meanwhile, in Jack's classroom...

Jack let out an awkward and nervous laugh as he scratched his cheek bashfully.

All the girls in his classroom were like jelly, roses perched atop their heads. "Ahhh, mother...father... I think I'm going to heaven now... My life is complete..."

The boys in the class were full of rage and jealously, seeing how the girls they liked, just oogled Jack, a teacher who has long blonde hair in a braid. Maybe...they should put their hair in braids too.

"Jack-sama... I love chuuuuuuuuuuu~!"

Or maybe not.

"Oops~! ...I think I over-did it."

The boys sent Jack a look of disbelief. "You think?"

He just laughed again, the sound strained and a lot more awkward.

-x-x-x-x-

"Ahh, Vincent-sensei~ Your cutting is wonderful as ever~!"

Vincent was pleased, nonetheless, to hear that. "Ah, my, my~ You really think so?" He pressed a hand to his cheek, sighing dramatically, once again. "You wonderful girls are like fire to my heart~!"

Boys puked.

Snip.

Their body froze when they heard the noise dangerously close to their ear, strands of hair falling softly to the ground.

Vincent's multicolored eyes bore into their widened ones, the look of happiness wiped clean from his face. "You idiots will clean that up, won't you?" he said, his voice monotone.

"Y-Ye-Yes, Si-Sir...!" They cowered in fear as their eyes eyed those sharp scissors in the teacher's hands.

Thirty seconds later, they were already scrubbing and mopping the floors, making it spotless clean, so they would be able to escape Vincent's wrath.

However, the girls saw Vincent's scary side as a cool act, and squealed. "Kya~! Vincent-sensei, you're so cool~!"

As if the blonde man was never mad, the pleased look re-appeared on his face, a big smile across his lips. "Why, thank you~!"

'Note: Never piss Vincent-sensei off, or you're screwed,' the boys thought, tears comically falling down their faces as they continued to clean up their mess.

-x-x-x-x-

The library was completely silent, save for the sounds of a computer being used and the turning of pages, it was a peaceful place. You could study in here for many hours, and bad students never hung out in the area. Not to mention that the library was spacious and huge, two stories high with bookshelves almost reaching the ceiling. Quite the wonderful place, in simple terms.

"LEEEOOO!"

Never-mind.

A guy with beige-colored hair stomped through the library, quite loudly that is to say, his blue eyes searching into every bookshelf. "Where the crap are you?"

"... Up here, Elliot."

Elliot, the guy with beige-colored hair, snapped his head up to the second level of the library, his eyes searching for that particular black-haired boy. He finally found him, leaning against the railing as he stared at Elliot, or his huge glasses facing him seemed like it. A book was dangling from his hands, right next to his crossed arms on the railing, his face as straight as ever.

"OI, LEO, get your ass down here and help me!" Elliot yelled, enraged.

Leo just yawned, pushing his glasses further up on his nose as he turned his attention back to his book. "It's your fault for slacking off during the break, you know. Why should I help you?" he replied.

The beige haired guy scowled. "Because you're my servant, and the you're my helper! Other than that, I was completing my music piece, you idiot!"

"Lame excuse." A sweat fell down Elliot's cheek. "If only you had focused on checking in all those books and put them back in the first place, you wouldn't be screaming across the library, now would you? Li-bra-ri-an."

Elliot, the librarian, grimaced. "FINE, screw you, Leo. I'll handle all this by myself!" With an annoyed growl, he stomped back to the librarian's desk.

A smirk just appeared on Leo's face as he turned a page of his book, Holy Knight. "I'm fine with that."

When the librarian stood in front of his desk, his eyes twitched noticeably as he eyed the tall piles of books stacked all around him. Face-palming, he slumped into his chair.

"...Crap, I should have dragged that damn servant down here."

-x-x-x-x-

Haha! Yes, Elliot and Leo are here~! You happy, guys? u )/

Anyway, I'm terribly sorry that it's been so long since I've written. So sorry! Forgive me! But rest assured, I'm not giving up on this fanfiction! I'm just simply lazy. *shot*

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I hope you enjoyed this chapter! By the way, did you like the slight crude humor in this? Tell me if you like it, so I know if I should add more of it. Hopefully, the language wasn't too bad in this... *sweatdrops* What type of things do you think I should improve in this? Oh, and for the heads up, I'm planning on re-writing the crappy summary of this fanfic, LOL.

Well, I'm wondering about this. Who should Ada end up with? Gilbert, Vincent, or Elliot? I'd appreciate it if you vote! :D

And when I update again, be ready for another fan-art! I'm probably gonna draw more than one, though, since I need something to draw other than the same things, LOL.

Sorry for the long A/N, but again, THANK YOU SO MUCH, EVERYONE! I'm so happy!

\(Q/u/Q)/ Until next time, everyone! And I'll make it quicker! Remember, reviews boost my writing spirit up!