Author: Ok so I had a sudden burst of muse a couple weeks ago and decided "Eh. What the hell." So here's your present for waiting! Thank you to my editor for making it better!

Jade: *starts beating author with her bat* You. Made. Them. Wait. Too. Long.

Deja: Ne, ne, Jade, calm down. Everyone has trouble some time~ The editor on the other hand...

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Editor: *flees the scene with flailing noodle arms and a trololol*

Syo: I'll do the disclaimer then. Hey! This lazy ass doesn't own me and can't make me go cannon. However she found the loophole and made her own characters and is borrowing Uta-verse. She is irresponsible. I mean... Not responsible for copyright, blah blah, I'm bored. Read this so we can go watch Hyuuga-sensei.

"Here's our wonderful A Class!" Natsuki beamed as he led the way inside the room ahead of Masato and Jade. The uptight blue-haired boy remained as silent as ever whilst the girl behind him followed after in the same manner, though head shaking and hands shoved in her pockets.

Gigantica is like the male version of Déjà…she mused idly.

Masato abruptly turned on his heel, causing Jade to come to a grinding halt. Both had rather dark looks in their eyes, Masato's being that of sternness and Jade's of general irritation with having to sit through school again.

"You're expected to be in the front of the classroom when the bell toll rings, Shields-san," Masato said in a flat voice. "Ringo-sensei will introduce you to the rest of the class…. I do stress that you at least try to make yourself approachable."

Jade rolled her eyes, smirking a bit.

"Whatever you say, escort." With that she leisurely made her way to the front of the room, aware of the gawking she was receiving for her lack of uniform and her general appearance. "But I'll just be thinking of the Beatles music the entire time this Ringo person is up here…"

She had been speaking more to herself than to Masato but Natsuki put a hand on her shoulder. Jade automatically jerked away, not use to being touched so gently by a man…but the way Natsuki smiled down at her strangely caused her to relax slightly.

"Do your best!"

Natsuki let his smile broaden to a grin as the bell rang overhead and he left her to go find his seat.

Yup…definitely a male Déjà.

She really had no interest in this "introduction" business; Jade actually preferred if less people knew her name, the better, because it would be easier to stay out of trouble. Not that it matter much in Japan…she stuck out like a sore thumb with the way she looked…and that wasn't even that bad compared to Déjà.

The class was finding their seats as the teacher walked in, bright as can be and full of life. Automatically, Jade felt her eye twitch at the sight of her; she was convinced that Déjà belonged in this class with the peppy Gigantica and this teacher who sported long, curly pink hair, black leggings, and a bright yellow sweater-dress.

Ringo immediately smiled at Jade, taking her newest student by the arm and twirling her around.

"H-hey! What the hell are you doing!" Jade snapped before Ringo released her, making Jade stumble up against the desk.

"You're Jade Shields, yes?" The pink haired teacher's voice caught Jade off guard; it was deeper than she thought it was going to be. "But of course you are, silly me! It's not every day I get a new transfer student. Welcome to Saotome Academy, and more importantly to my lovely A Class. Now, why don't you introduce yourself to your classmates!"

The bubbly pinklet laughed lightly, posing with her fingers in the shape of a "V." At this, Jade's eye twitched again at just how perky this teacher was; too much commotion for a girl from the NYC streets.

Grinding her teeth silently, Jade turned to face the class that was staring at her with absolute rapt curiosity. Jade didn't bother looking anyone in the eye but only at the back wall instead where another chalkboard was.

"Name's Jade Shields. Composer or something. Whatever…. I don't care about making friends here so don't bother trying. I'm only here because I promised. Oh…and don't piss me off because I'm not afraid to get into a fight." Jade turned to Ringo, eyebrow raised and looking annoyed. "Can I sit now?"

Ringo merely blinked, the room utterly silent for a long moment. "My my, you're quite the friendly one aren't you?" the teacher laughed, clearly unfazed with Jade's little speech. Ringo pointed in the general direction where there was an empty seat near Masato.

The new student shrugged at her teacher's teasing comment and strolled her way to the desk. She ignored the blatant stares and hisses about her as she kicked her chair to the side to sit, catching sight of Masato pinching the bridge of his nose again in obvious irritation.

As Ringo started going through roll call, Jade leaned over idly to the bluenette. "Looks like she had a little too much coffee this morning…"

Masato raised an eyebrow, confused. "Who?"

"That teacher chick."

The uptight boy stared at her for a minute, to which Jade could tell by the look in his eye that he thought she was an idiot.

"Ringo-sensei is male, Shields-san…" he said dryly. "He's a cross-dressing idol."

Jade froze. Masato then answered Ringo's call for his attendance and soon the class began working on something but Jade cared little about paying attention. However, the song "Dude Looks Like a Lady" started playing on full blast in her mind, causing her to smirk a little.

What the hell was wrong with Japan…and why do I love it so much…?

~*Meanwhile, in S Class*~

Déjà skipped along behind the short blond, happily humming to herself, unaware of anything around her, much less the girls that were curiously staring at her curly red hair. Syo stepped into a classroom not much later, waiting for the absentminded new comer to follow him in. She, however, was not paying attention and continued past him.

"Oi!" snapped Syo, gripping Déjà by the wrist and practically yanking her into the room. "This is the classroom. Pay attention!"

Déjà giggled, unconcerned with Syo's easily flared temper; he reminded her of Jade in a way. She turned her mismatched eyes to the hallway, expecting to see Ren…but to her surprise, she saw him disappearing around the corner with his gaggle of fan girls.

"Ne, is Ren-chan not coming to class with us?" she asked innocently, looking at Syo with a pouty face.

Syo walked towards his desk and shrugged, the classroom already nearly full of idly chatting students. The blonde set his book bag down beside the chair that appeared to be his and tapped a desk near him, indicating that it was now hers.

"Nah, he's probably skipping again," said Syo nonchalantly. "He does that more often then he attends class. Don't ask me how he passes, because I seriously don't get it either. Here I am sitting on my butt everyday in class and that guy doesn't have to show up except for test days, and even then, he doesn't come sometimes. Must be the fact that he is rich is why he hasn't gotten kicked out yet."

The bell rang overhead just at the end of Syo's explanation and the students quieted. Just as the bell drifted into silence, the classroom door opened again and a tall, handsome man in a well-fitted suit walked into the room carrying a briefcase. Déjà's eyes lit up at the sight, taking in her teacher's physical appearance eagerly. Almost instantly, Syo realized why Jade had asked him to look after her; a bad feeling was settling in the pit of his stomach at the way her eyes were roaming over their teacher.

The man set his briefcase on the teacher's desk before he leaned up against the front of it, arms crossed and looking rather fierce. Déjà immediately thought he looked more like a model than a teacher.

"Headmaster Shining said we were going to have a new student but perhaps she got scare- oh." His eyes fell on the redhead as he spoke, cutting off the rest of his sentence. It really was hard to miss a redhead in a classroom of Japanese people.

Déjà smiled brightly at him.

"You." The orange-haired teacher pointed at her. "Why are you sitting?"

"Hm?" Déjà cocked her head to the side, confused just before she received a painful jab in the side from Syo.

"Go stand at the front of the class and introduce yourself," Syo hissed, as if she should have already known this.

Déjà blinked, taking in what he was saying, before she hopped up. She practically skipped her way to the front where the teacher was now pointing. She stood beside the teacher and grinned widely.

"Hiya! I'm Déjà! Ask me anything you like and I'll answer! I hope we all get along!" she chirped brightly to the class. The teacher stood up and began writing on the board for the days lesson while she talked. Déjà couldn't help but stare at the man's rear now that he had turned away. Syo had to run to the front and grab her hands, spinning her away from the teacher to keep her from grabbing. Déjà only laughed it off, unfazed but still tempted by her teacher's butt.

Their classmates were murmuring among themselves as Syo explained his action as 'She loves dancing…'

The students, however, were less concerned with Syo's attempt to keep Déjà out of trouble and were more interested in interrogating her instead.

"What, too high and mighty to give us a last name? You aren't from around here, are you?"

"Your eyes are weird. Did you know eyes that don't match is a sign of a devil?"

"What do your parents do?"

"Can you play any instruments? Can you sing?"

"How did you manage to get admitted here in the middle of the semester. Transfer students are unheard of."

"What did you get on the entrance exam anyways?"

Déjà hopped from, one foot to the other, all with an easing going smile, not deterred by any of the students. She knew full well if Jade were here, the questions would immediately set off the rough teen since she disliked when anyone questioned them on their past.

But Déjà always thought it was better to tell the truth, no matter how brutal.

"Well obviously I'm not from around here, silly faces!" she laughed brightly, hands on her hips now. "I don't look Japanese, now do I? And I'd give you my last name if I had one. At the orphanage where I grew up, they just called me Déjà vu, or Déjà because I was adopted once as a baby and ended up right back where I started a few days later. Guess they didn't like me much!"

Déjà grinned, pausing for a small moment. "I'm from New York City. I'm not a devil, but if that's how you want to see me, alright. I don't really care what people think of me!" She stated this in a matter-of-factly tone, again oblivious to the hisses from her fellow classmates. She reached for her teacher's rear once more, but Syo again caught her by the wrists and she danced away with a giggle. "I can't play instruments. And a creepy pervy handed guy with a speech problem and a polka-dotted tie heard me and my friend singing and dragged us here like a starving rat hoarding corn."

Déjà nodded with finality once she finished, waiting for any more questions to come her way. A couple students looked at her with disdain but most just snubbed her. How dare she and her friend get in the school so easily with little apparent talent when the other students had to work their rears off to pass the entrance exams? And what was up with her lack of uniform?

"Alright, Déjà, have a seat. Kurusu…what are you doing up?" The teacher eyed them both over the rim of his glasses.

"S-sorry, Hyuuga-sensei!" he said quickly, cheeks turning slightly red. Syo bowed deeply. "She gets stage fright sometimes so-"

"I don't get stage fright," cut in Déjà innocently but Syo clapped a hand over her lips and laughed nervously at his teacher before dragging Déjà back to her seat.

Throughout the rest of class, Syo kept an eye to make sure she behaved, which was suddenly a lot harder than he originally thought. Déjà happily wrote down the notes on the board into one of her notebooks, swinging her legs childishly as she did so.

This school is going to be so cool! I hope Jade is having fun too…

Déjà laughed, knowing that more than likely, Jade had already busted someone's face in for looking at her funny.

Later after an eventful day in classes, Déjà laid on her bed as she did her assignments for the day. Jade was across the room, surprisingly doing her own work as well but only by the request of Déjà. They had a lot of work to catch up on, and it seemed that they were expected to learn an instrument of their choice since they were both in the composing course.

Déjà was humming happily. She had finally obtained the perfect outfit for Jade's uniform, which turned out to be easier than expected. Of course, Masato had taken it out of her hands when she announced she would need to alter it and demanded to just do it himself. Where did the outfit come from? Well let's just say Natsuki had been forgiven and now Syo is in a maid dress and looking for his uniform.

"Sharing is caring," Déjà sang to herself remembering Masato's expression as he left their room to sew.

"Hm?" said Jade, pulling off her headphones and looking at her friend curiously. She still didn't know where Déjà got the uniform from…and the devious redhead refused to reveal her secrets.

"Nooooothin'" Déjà had sang it, grinning mischievously. Jade promptly rolled her eyes, though smirking to herself, before she turned back to her work.

Be afraid of the girl with the baseball bat. But be terrified of the girl with scissors.

Authors Note: That's right! I'm back! As long as you can keep the editor giving me the will to write, it'll happen. But I can't promise consistency, time-wise. Also, Deja's Tumblr url has changed to: .com

Thank you all for being so patient with me and sending me the encouragement I need. :)