"Good morning, class!" Shiro Smith bellowed to his class. "Good morning, class!" Mariko Kawai echoed. "Today, we will start a new way of teaching you," Shiro pointed to the students, "the English language!" "That's right!" Mariko seconded. "Today, we will learn English by singing!" "Yay!" the class cheered as they all rose from their seats. They moved the desks to the sides of the room as they gathered into a circle at the center of the room, holding hands, swaying from side to side. Shiro picked up a guitar and started to strum to the beat. "I love you, you love me, I love you, you love me..." Then a large purple dinosaur entered the circle, and then Mariko turned in her sleep, happy mumblings drowning out the irate alarm clock. --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Ranma 1/2: Lack of Common Sensei - Part 10: Love is a Six-Syllable Word --- --- -- find Improfanfiction @ http://www.improfanfic.com -- --- --- created by Winston Smith - installment by Nikholas "Switch" F. Toledo --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Tonomi Kanzaki, junior, was the epitome of distraction. "Oops, sorry about that," she mumbled to another student who happened to be where her bag was as she turned at the sound of what she thought was Smith-sensei's voice. He was everywhere. He greeted someone else, "Good morning!" He greeted her, "Isn't it a great morning today, Kanzaki-sempai?" He told students, "Stand! Bow! Sit!" He even hollered, "Stop, delinquent!" "Huh?" Tonomi turned about, dazed. Moments later, she fell into a heap. Hinako Ninomiya, teacher and bombshell, was the epitome of discipline. She turned at the sound of quick steps and dealt sweet justice to the offenders of her school's by-laws. --- Principal Kuno, evil tyrant and Hawaii fanatic, was mulling over his defeat at the hand of the new English teacher. That was, he was lounging about in a hammock in a room full of hemp ropes hung about, strumming a nonsensical tune on a ukelele. "Wakki-wakki, halualualuie... singie, singie, singie! Happy, happy bluieluie! Honolulu, Wa-i-kiki! Louie, louie..." Err, we'll get back to him later. --- Mariko caught up to Shiro on the way to their second class. Shiro set down his papers to help the drained co-teacher regain some footing. The leaned against the windows of a classroom, with Shiro waving fresh air into Mariko's face. "T-thanks," she stuttered as she tried to get to her feet. She failed, by Shiro caught her by the waist. "Take it easy there," Shiro said, soothingly. He didn't quite want to get into trouble this early in the day, although how catching a falling person could amount to trouble. "T-thanks again," Mariko said, and she stared into his brown eyes. Shiro stared into her brown eyes and was suddenly acutely aware that she was leaning on his arm, his hand was on her waist and that they were causing a bottleneck to form in the hallway. Unfortunately, they were right next to the classroom. "Hey!" Hiroshi shouted, "our English teachers are making out!" Immediately, doors and windows flushed open around them. "My gosh! How modern!" "How come their class has two English teachers?" "It's the advisor of the English club and a babe!" "Wasn't he with Miss Takahashi the last time we saw him?" "And that cool Kanzaki from 2-F?" "Why hasn't he fought Ranma yet?" At that, word was buzzing about how Shiro was engaged to three teachers, four students AND Miss Hinako, how he turns into a pineapple when he's splashed with cold water, and that he's a master of Anything- Goes Martial Arts Composition Writing in English. Unfortunately, they forgot about the Disciplinarian General, and how these days they couldn't get away with some things anymore. "Happo-go-ju-en-satsu!" --- "Sakura," Shiro said. "Shh," she waved him down, and listened through the door. "How did we get here?" he asked. Here happened to be the unisex restroom, which he could swear was rooms down the hall. "Trapdoors. Very useful when moving equipment between rooms. Now, shh." They stayed silent until they heard an explosion from not-so-far away. "What was that?" Shiro said, bewildered. "Hinako. After draining so much energy, she needs to release the ki within five minutes, or else she'll blow up. At least, that's what I think. Then again, I hear she broke her Super Nintendo earlier this week." The English teacher had the look of that's-one-lady-I-better-stay- on-the-good-side-of awe. She turned to him, thought of something, then huffed a little, turning away from him. He sighed, then smiled at Sakura. "Thanks." Sakura crossed her arms. She gave him a look with her left eye, turned away, then relented, smiling back. "Any time." The casual silence stayed for a few moments. "Just do me one favor," Sakura added. "What?" Sakura pointed to Shiro's shoulder. Over it, the passed-out Miss Kawai was moaning softly. --- Nurse Karou stared at the infirmary blankly. She mouthed the name of one particular student, and shook her head, invoking the name of one particular doctor for strength, not knowing that she was entirely wrong for about the first time in a while. --- Principal Kuno ended his song. Finally coming to a conclusion, he turned on the PA, picked up the microphone. "Aloha, everybody...!" --- "I guess it would be nice to have lunch early, for once," Sakura shrugged. "Well, since everyone in the first year is in the clinic," he thought of Nurse Karou for one moment, the Nurse he saw during the interim of Ranma and company's sojourn to China, and hoped for her deliverance. He continued, "I guess my next class will be 2-F. Unless, of course-" "Aloha, everybody!" Everyone in the cafeteria leapt nearly a foot into the air as the ornamental bonsai coconut centerpieces at the tables blared with the voice of the principal. "I be hoping you keikis and wahines be doing good, no? It be good to be paying attention to de new schedules for yo' classes, no?" The teachers sighed. Another class assignment change. "What does that mean?" Mariko wanted to know. Sakura sighed. She had been pointedly ignoring the older woman who'd been having trouble with her chopsticks, then with her bento box, which Shiro had been kind enough to catch for her, if only because she was the older woman. She felt even less sure of herself around Mariko than she did with Tonomi, and she knew that the student was making moves on Shiro, if yesterday's rendezvous in the park was any indication. At least she didn't seem to excite Shiro... ... except that they had looked like they were making out in the hallway. "It probably means no more lunch for today," she quipped. --- Tonomi fully regained consciousness in the next class. Of course, that was because the next class was English. Without preamble, Yamada-sensei unceremoniously dumped his papers on the teacher's desk and told everyone to prepare for a quiz. "Excuse me, sir?" Yamada-sensei turned, clearly annoyed. "Yes, what is it?" "Tonomi Kanzaki, sir." He held his glasses to see her better, noting exactly who it was that dared to interrupt him. "What is it?" he repeated. "Sir, where is Smith-sensei? This is his English class, sir." He snorted. "Was. He got reassigned." "What?" She slammed her hands onto the desk with enough force to have everyone turn in their seats. "When?" "Just today. Now, take your seat and we'll WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" Yamada didn't try to stop the girl, and just snidely marked a piece of paper with her name and a large zero next to it. --- A ruckus near the girls' locker room. "Whatta haul! Whatta haul!" Happosai gleefully avoided the strikes and swipes that the assorted female students threw at him. "That damned pervert! Arrrgh!" The female mob trailed close behind. Ranma and Akane, of course, were staying under a tree near the field, both having avoided the great enervation of the early classes. Happosai easily spotted the pigtailed boy, and deposited the sack in his unknowing arms. Ranma thought it was a good sign, the sack covering Akane's efforts towards lunch. He quizzically picked up a panty with his chopsticks and was promptly set upon by the angry female horde, which was a good sign, of sorts. Happosai sat at the topmost branches, close to an open window. He smoked his pipe and enjoyed the early afternoon. "Furinkan High is a no-smoking campus." "Eh?" Moments later, Miss Hinako dusted off the now 2-D master-pervert off of her window sill, and removed the dictionaries from her seat. --- "Hello?" Shiro seemed tentative over polite, and knocked again. "Come in," a voice came from within. The door opened to reveal an empty infirmary. "Well, if it isn't Mr. Shiro Smith." The nurse was waving them in, appearing from the hidden office. "Come in for another haircut?" Shiro had to smile at that. "You seem chipper, for someone who had to nurse back the entire freshman class to their feet." Nurse Karou waved off his concern. "Nothing more than a case of Ninomiya in the morning. Some smelling salts and provocative pictures do the job." She indicated some magazines on the table. She noticed that Shiro was blanching, and mentally ticked down to check the man's temperature sometime. "So, who is she?" "Oh!" Shiro wondered why Mariko had been tentative most of today and ushered her into the clinic. "Nurse Karou, meet Mariko Kawai. She teaches English with me." "I heard," Nurse Karou said, extending her hand toward the other teacher. "I know," she added. Mariko stared at Karou, wondering. She stepped forward, reaching for the proffered hand, saying, "aren't you-?" Before she finished, her legs bumped into Shiro's, tipping them both forward into the nurse. The ended up in a three-headed heap of bodies and intertwined appendages on the floor. This was when and how Tonomi found Shiro. --- Author's notes: Not much added here. Sort of establishing Nurse Karou and Mariko to have been together in the past, maybe even classmates at Furinkan? One thing, though. If someone suddenly adds a bad-girl, I'd say Sakura would be in trouble. She's the only one missing, so far. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Nikholas F. Toledo Zu @ WWW: The Entertainment Capital of UP Village Vector, Switch, Yebah, Rain Man, goo, Pervert, Scruples, Hollie, NomaD, Blitz, Gee, Datzo, Jewel, elf, Radler, Pinball, Mayhem, Chaos, Father, Attar, Llewe and Katana @ http://nikholas-f-toledo-zu.webjump.com/ NEW! -------------------------------------------------------------------------