Ichigo Momomiya raced down the street, weaving in and out of other students late for school, Her book bag slipping slightly in her hand.

" Why didn't my alarm go off?! Stupid thing!" She muttered angrily as she sprinted towards the school gate.

" Don't close, don't close, don't close…" she whispered. She gasped as the gates slowly started to move in towards each other.

" NO! come on legs…move!" her legs decided to agree. Unfortunately, her feet didn't. Just as she was nearing the gates, her shoes caught on a small crack in the pavement.

" NYAAA!" she screamed as she tumbled forwards. Colours flashed in her eyes as she rolled across the floor, her bag skidding through the almost-closed gates and landing at the feet of two girls. They looked at the bag, then at each other, then at Ichigo ( who was splayed out across the pavement)

" Ichigo!" they both exclaimed, rushing to the aid of their friend.

" Owie…" Ichigo groaned, kneeling up and rubbing her head. She blinked, and scrambled forward and through the gates dramatically. " Made it…" she sighed into the concrete. Miwa and Moe looked at each other, smiling.

" Ichigo…are you ever on time?" Miwa asked, bending down to her friend. Moe joined Miwa, her blonde hair falling into her face.

" Yeah Ichi, the only time you were early for school was when you asked Masaya out!" Ichigo stood up quickly, brushing past her friends.

" Don't. Ever. Say. That. Name." She huffed. She walked off slowly into the school building.

" Wow…guess she took the break-up rather bad then." Moe said sadly, biting a nail in guilt.

" Gee, you think?" Miwa said sarcastically, hands on hips.

" Should we go after her?"

Miwa shook her head. " No…let her be for now. We'll talk to her in class…"

Ichigo sat in double morning maths, a pencil balancing on her nose. She sighed, causing the pencil to drop noisily onto her work book. Her mind flooded back to what Moe had said. " When you asked Masaya out…" the words seemed to echo in her mind. She shook her head, clearing her thoughts. She didn't want to think about it. She was moving on. Yeah, that was it, moving on.

" Hello? Earth to Ichigo!"

Ichigo blinked as a hand was waved in front of her face. She looked up into the face of her moustached teacher; Mr Setsuri.

" Well, sorry to wake you from your daydream Miss Momomiya," He walked back up to the blackboard, his hands folded across his chest. " But I'm afraid this is School," Ichigo turned bright red as giggles of students could be heard. " And this is a Maths class. Now, please come up to the blackboard and solve this equation." He held a fresh piece of white chalk in his hand. Ichigo panicked. Maths was not her…ah…strong point.

" Well…I…um…you see-" Her stammering was cut off.

" Miss Momomiya, it is not an option. If you had done your homework, this should be no problem." Her teacher now looked VERY stern and was beginning to turn red with frustration. Ichigo stood up slowly, holding onto her desk.

" Yeah, no problem…" She gulped. She started to walk to the front, trying to work out the equation as she went.

" Now please Miss Momomiya…we do not have all day." Giggles erupted from the class again, and Ichigo turned darker than her hair. She took the chalk with a shaky hand, and placed it on the board, hoping the answer would magically appear.

Several minutes passed with Ichigo holding the chalk against the board.

" Miss Momomiya…am I to assume you have not done your homework?" Mr Setsuri growled, holding the bridge of his nose between his thumb and index finger, trying to keep a migraine away. Ichigo gulped. If she said yes, but couldn't work out the equation; she would get double detention. If she said no, she would get a detention and a phone call home… She frantically tried to work something out when…

" Perhaps I can help?"

Ichigo turned to the class, expecting the male voice to have come from a savour. Her eyes scanned the crowd of students, noticing how the boys looked slightly envious, and the girls had love hearts in their eyes. She followed their gaze to the door, where a stunningly cute blonde stood.

" RYOU?!" She gasped, almost dropping the chalk. " what are you doing here?! Is something wrong?" She instinctively reached into her pocket, wrapping her fingers round her pendant. He shook his head, then nodded at Mr Setsuri.

" Ah, yes! Mr Shirogane!" He walked over and shook Ryou's hand. Mr Setsuri turned to the class. " Class, this is Mr Ryou Shirogane. He is your new class assistant! He will be aiding in each of your lessons, and shall help those in…" He looked at Ichigo " difficulty." Ichigo could have died. ( a/n: her face looked something like, o.0, or, O.O.) She gawped at the smug looking young adult. Surly…Surly he had something better to do?!

" you have…to be joking…" she whispered, her fists clenched so tightly she broke the chalk. Ryou walked up to the stunned Ichigo and took the chalk from her hand.

" You can sit down again, Miss Momomiya." He said, eyes closed in a typical 'Ryou' way. She pulled a face, and stood on tip-toes to give him a piece of her mind.

" Miss Momomiya? That meant now." Mr Setsuri growled. " And be Prepared next time." Ichigo stomped back to her seat, numb with anger and annoyance. Ryou coughed to get everyone's attention and turned to the board, writing down numbers.

Once he was done he turned back, pointing with the chalk at his numbers.

" You see," He started " This equation is rather simple. You just times pie by 3, then divide by the area of this triangular square, times the radius of the circumference of this circle here, and…" He drew a large circle round his answer " you have the answer!" He put the chalk down, and smiled at all the clapping-love-sick-girls. Ichigo however, fumed. He did this just to annoy me…I know it. Mr Setsuri clapped his hands in delight.

" Well done Mr Shirogane! Now, would you mind sitting at the desk at the back, and help some of the struggling students?" He asked sweetly. Ryou smiled again, his blonde hair falling into his eyes.

" Not at all." He said, turning to the class. " Who needs help first?" Every girl stuck their hand up ( everyone but Ichigo that is.) but Ryou just smiled and walked over to the first one, hands on his hips.

Ichigo huffed, folded her arms and lent her head on her arms. She blew a stray piece of hair out of her eyes, and chewed on the end of her pencil angrily. this is going to be SO fun!…NOT!

Sorry! I know its short, but It got the story going :P I don't own anything!

Kish: HEY! What happened to the story with me and Ichigo?!

Tart: And me and pudding!

Pie: and me and the green haired Girl!

Me: You mean lettuce?

Kish: DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT!

Me: sorry! I just had no inspiration, and this just jumped out at me!

Kish: Humph!

Me: Sorry guys for not updating my other fics, but everything I was working on got deleted by my baka brother when he downloaded an un-deletable virus! L I'll update the others soon, promise!