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The fox girl stood slowly and smiled, before picking Jareth back up.

"Im Sakura Kazekijo.....I'm Jareth's fiance!"

Jareth's face turned bright red in embarassment.

gash wasnt the type of person to associate with new people so quikly. he had to take the name Kudoku to hide his true identity, no one must know who he was or what his purpose for bieng there was.

the final bell rang, everyone was ready to leave from thier first day back, others might have wanted to say. he was the last one to leave his class, and only wandered the halls of the the now less croweded school. he only ended up at the football field, perfect since no one was there at the blechers. gash took off his jacket , rolled it up to lie on. " once again,........ what am i to do. "

Seemingly forgotten, Hermisia chose a spot on a low bough to watch the fight. She watched the styles of both the fighters with more than a little interest. But the main thing that drew her attention was the Jherron's sword. In such a relativly small blade was the strength to cut a limb off a tree. Geren was a master smithy indeed.

She had no great skill in the martial arts, she lacked ingenuity and grace. But for what she lacked in technique and poise, she made up for in speed and brute strength; hence she enjoyed the heavier weapons. When an axe half the size of one's body and nearly the entire mass is comming at you, blocking is not even an option.

The fiance' entered the scene. Hermisia couldn't help but laugh when such a serios fighter was suddenly rendered defencless at the whims of a vixen.

Moo had been wandering aimlessy around the school. Not making any new friends, she began to wonder the possibilities of home schooling. She picked an empty classroom and sat in it, reading a book.

In that same room, though behind a bookcase, another student was studying... studiously... Jonzen Baen, his long hair falling down the length of his back, his simple garments reminiscent of a martial artist, he put down his book, and walked toward the door, then spotted Moo_Sama.

"Oh... hello. I didn't hear you come in. sweatdrop I doubt we've met before... my name's Jonzen."

Meanwhile...

Taezer Yaen, a rather short Jherron boy of the freshman class, was still pick-pocketing a few unsuspecting seniors, when he bumped into Aoi. "M'hoiven! Sh-j-j-j! Where do you think..." He said, then cleared his throat. "My fault."

Taezer looked up at Aoi and smirked, half-awake now. "My, but they don't make women like you where I come from..." He said just as his elder brother Denzel Taen grabbed him by the ear and dragged him down the hall...

Denzel grunted. "You owe someone a wallet, sticky-mits."

crying "Call me?"

Taezer was being dragged down the hall and then depoited in front of a large, and rather angry Tiger demon. His eyes burned with rage. "You... have... wallet..." He said, flaring his nostrils.

Taezer gulped. sweatdrop "Yeah... about that... you see, it's funny, we bumped into each other quite by accident and -"

Hank picked up Taezer by the neck. "Give... wallet..."

Taezer handed back the walled, and was tossed aside once more. Denzel grinned. "You should be less conspicuous..."

Hank returned to class, much calmer now, and Taezer simply sat by and pouted. "Curses... foiled again..." He then looked up and spotted Aoi. gonk "That probably didn't look too good from your perspective, did it?"