Dame: Well guys…it's been awhile hasn't it? Well then, after getting threatend by my strongest guardian –stares- at person sitting to my side. I apparently have to write/type this out now. So, I'm writing this before the chapter gets out of my mind so let's see how this turns out…btw, I am NOT in detention, but my guardian might put me there if I don't update now 8'(

This is a warning to you all though, this chapter in particular, since we are talking about the ever so smart, and quick-tempered storm guardian, this is story in a format of an- of an- I can't even say it! I hate the word so much! *Essay*

"Talking"

'Thinking'

Name: Gokudera Hayato

Grade: 2nd Year

Reason for Serving Time in Detention: Bringing Pets to School

Comments: Why do I have to sit so far away from the Tenth!

Gokudera stared at the paper and the pencil almost threatening it to fall off the table. He would much rather read a book about some U.M.A. then write out why he was here. Well, scratch that, maybe a book about how to tame your feline companion.

Yeah that sounds about right.

He huffed and picked up the pencil and scribbled away quickly, not even bothering to proof read the paper he has practically just written…

oOo

For the record, there is no reason why Gokudera Hayato should be in detention. It was unjust for the teachers of Namimori Middle School to even put me- him in this dusty dirty classroom with a few other numbskull idiots that got in detention for something as simple as running in the halls. I should- Gokudera should only be put into detention when he perhaps offended a teacher, is smoking on campus, or even blowing up a building or two because students just got to damn close to the tenth.

Though this was not a bad situation, not bad to say in the least, because the tenth was right next me- him. Something about getting to school late. So here was Gokudera, about to go to school before a strange gut jabbing feeling yanked at him to almost turn around and blow up whatever might be there. Of course tiptoeing a bit away from him was Uri. The ferocious little feline with an unsettling feeling to scratch up every last bit of fabric that is to be found in the house. (I swear I'm gonna get that cat one day!)

Although it was only following him and was sure to leave in a short time, Gokudera started sprinted anyways. As always the little leopard bounded after him in order to catch up to her owner, were they playing tag? Only the cat knew-

oOo

Gokudera stared at the paper he had now written, almost done with the entire essay. Of course, he decided against it to even proof read the rest. This was getting ridiculous. Detention was almost over and Reborn would be collecting the papers soon.

The ending was the feline latching onto him in the most evil little way the storm guardian cannot even describe. After the latching it was the scratching, after the scratching it was the hissing, and after the hissing, well, the nearby fire department has a lot of buildings to put out.

But was this the reason why Gokudera was in detention. Ahhh, we are almost there. It was not because he set 13 and ¾ of buildings on fire. Nor was it the obtrusive language when Yamamoto eventually caught up to him.

Somehow, the adorable little Uri made a nest in his bag, causing the contents to spill out in homeroom and reveal the red flames ticking the edge of his desk.

"Gokudera! Who said you could bring your cat to school!"

"…ahh shit…"

Oh, that cat, no one can really stay mad at her long. Gokudera smiled a little as he remembered how Uri attacked the teacher without having him order to. The storm guardian's smile disappeared when he could faintly pick up the sound of slight chuckling coming from the other side of the room.

"What the hell is he laughing at?" the silver haired teen scowled at the ever so enthusiastic rain guardian.

Whatever it was, it sure wasn't the little doodling's of puppy's and bird's on Yamamoto's paper.

Dame: Wow, I'm sorry that this chapter was shorter than the other one. But you know, they usually look longer because I have my chapters spaced out nicely, this was written in- written in, you know how school is, 3-5 sentences, the website won't let me indent though...I didnt finish it though, to spare you all the memory of that essay you have due tomorrow –wink wink nudge nudge- NOW HOW'D I KNOW THAT! (I'm kidding...hopefully)

So I guess you all can guess who is next right? Well our playful rain guardian can't wait to see you all too! CHAOS!