Author's Note: Hey! Right now I'm probably at camp and my awesome friend Kanna is posting this for me. Have fun with the 13th chapter!

Disclaimer: Don't own it…

Babysitting

By Aurora M. Tepes

Chapter 13: Midgar Elementary(2)

Yazoo stared vacantly down at the paper in front of him. Everyone else in the class had already started the assignment, but nothing that the teacher had said had gotten through to him.

"Are you okay?" the teacher asked, frowning as he came up to his desk. Yazoo slowly looked up at him, then slowly looked back down at the paper. "Do you need help?"

He cocked his head to one side and continued to stare at the paper.

"Here, let me help you," the teacher sighed. He squatted down beside Yazoo's desk and placed his hand gently on his shoulder.

If there was one thing in the world that would set Yazoo off, it was that. A stranger, even a nice one like the teacher, touching him. He pushed him away, panic evident in his wide eyes. However, once he had stumbled back and hit the bookcase, Yazoo seemed fine. In fact, he turned back to his blank paper and stared down at it once more.

"What was that for?!" the teacher demanded.

Yazoo didn't reply, or, indeed, respond at all. So the teacher got up and tried again…with the exact same results.

Well, at this point, the whole class was watching with extreme interest. What was the teacher going to do? And what the heck was up with this weirdo with the silver hair?

Almost as if he heard their last question, Yazoo glared pointedly around the room before assuming his vacant gaze again and staring down at the paper.

"That's it! I'm calling the councilor!" the teacher shouted. He stormed out of the room.

Several minutes later the teacher returned with a woman who looked much more calm and together.

"What's going on, Mr. Norris?" the councilor asked serenely.

"Yazoo is blatantly disrespecting me!" Mr. Norris bit out.

"All right then," the councilor said airily. She made her way over to Yazoo. "Let's talk about your feelings. Why are you disrespecting the teacher?"

Green and blue met chocolate brown in a staring contest that neither seemed willing to lose. The smile on the woman's face did not fade.

"C'mon, you know you want to talk about it."

Yazoo simply stared back at her blankly.

"Please?"

No response.

"Aw, c'mon!!"

Still nothing.

"That's it! I've had it! I quit!" the councilor screamed as she stormed out the door.

"But you can't quit!" Mr. Norris protested, perplexed as he followed her.

A sly smile slid onto Yazoo's face. Oh yes, he would have control of this school in no time flat. His classmates stared at the door, then back at him, then back at the door.

'First step, this classroom, next step, this school, after that, this city, then, THE WHOLE WORLD!!!' he thought as his face turned expressionless once more.

Author's Note: Thanks for readin'! Who'da thunk? (yes, I'm Texan and I can use those phrases whereever I darn well please, thanks.) Yes, Yazoo's a maniacal genius. More to come from that in later chapters. I'll write longer ones after I get back from camp!