THIS ONE HAS ME STUCK! F-!

Alright so I've been taking your reviews and keeping them to heart, so now here is the revised version. It is now normal, and I'll try to get at least 750 words here.

Wish me luck and thanks for the constructive criticism! I really appreciate it! Please note the new kid was made up on the spot, and I don't even have him fully formed in my head.

That my heart could be taken away

Kazuha pulled out last night's homework to add a little more onto problem three. Because of a new student arriving, Sensei was late. 'How long was the 100 years war?' She just knew that it wasn't 100, but she couldn't remember.

"AH HA! 116!" As she cheered in triumph, ponytail waving, just as Sensei walked in. She quickly hid the sheet, embarrassed. Behind her teacher was a boy with sandy blonde hair. He had green eyes, and she could tell he came from The West.

"Now," The teacher instructed, "Our transfer can't speak our language well yet, so all classes today will be in English." Kazuha sighed.

'Crud, I can't speak English well.' And so, the ahou went ahead and talked to the kid without a hitch. Sometimes she really wished he would teach her that language, since it seemed a lot easier. Over 100,000 words, with just 26 letters to chouse from. Damn it seemed simple, Compared to the 1,000+ letters she had to chose form in 3 dialects. Yip-ee. A tap on the shoulder showed the boy was now right next to her. 'Sensei, I'm going to kill you.'

"Yes?" God she hated the accent. It made her sound stupid.

"What's this?" He pointed to a kana character on the sheet.

"A," although coming from her, it sounded like she dragged it out too much.

"Thanks." Kazuha went back to trying to remember something. When did the Black Death start? Kazuha was going to get a migraine from this problem. She'd rather be studying the circuses of the Edo period. At least they had pictures of the deformed copses. This one just had and anatomical drawing of an armpit turned black from pus, and about to explode, at that.

Then the kid has the nerve to ask if she could show him around better, or have lunch together. Yep, defiantly the Edo period. This dude was still being persistent later in science, which made it hard to concentrate. She had to hide in the bathroom to get away from the stalker. 'Note to self, put more paper on the lid,' was her thought as she disgustedly wiped away water from her skirt.

By language arts, the stalker cooled off a little. She now had a new hate, and that was male foreign teens. She didn't notice Heiji was about to commit his first murder, and with his eyes at that.

Now I tried to make it longer. Thank you for all the reviews! Sorry if the chapters are short, you can only make one sentence so long. I tried to end it at the, "Yep, defiantly the Edo period," but it was only 433 words when I tried to upload.

-Naichingeru.