The calm before a storm...(Kaiyo)

Kaiyo smiled cheekily, 'No i haven't' she mumbled in response. A menial conversation with a classmate was cut short when a strong hand clasped around her arm and dragged her backwards. Stumbled back a few paces, the girl was removed from the mumbling crowds. The girl she had been speaking too glanced back with a worried expression. One that merely matched Kaiyo's own look.

Her eyes traced up at down the figured that finally registered as familiar. Despite how un-happy she seemed. Kaiyo peered past Junko and waved to her friend, 'I'll catch up!' she called. Her voice practically lost in the hub-ub.

Her attention then turned to the falcon grip still clinging to her arm. Opening her mouth to greet the clearly new graduate. Kaiyo was cut off. Slightly bewildered, she figured following wouldn't be such a bad idea. 'Okay then' she muttered. Following Junko against the crowds of blue red and white. Lessons were just about to start, and Kaiyo was already behind on the combat side of her classes. Though it wasn't exactly something she couldn't just make up on the spot.

Finally catching her surroundings, Kaiyo sped up her pace with Junko. 'How can i help?' she pondered lightly. Ignoring the fact that the woman seemed a little annoyed.

Junko pulled her away to the side, and said in a hushed tone but also with undertones of agitation, "Buzz you know who i am... I need to know what you need for this favor that your friend needs"

Junko released buzz, certain from the incedent at the track that she could catch her...

"Dont worry about being late to class either, im teaching you all today..."

Kaiyo's large hazel eyes bore into Junko's hand as she released her arm. Still sounding quite agitated. Opening her mouth to protest the idea of being late, her brain process faltered for a moment. Finally twigging to the fact that Junko had graduated, to no less than her own squad. An interesting addition to say the least and one that Kaiyo was practically itching to learn more about.

'You, you're teaching me?' she stammered, unable to hold back a small smirk. Of course under the impression that such an announcement would mean Kaiyo had a day off lessons. Oh how quickly she had reverted back to her Student self.

The halls were clear now, so quickly had they been void of people that it seemed almost un-nerving. It was a common occurrence though, one that Kaiyo had gotten used to once again. Trying to get back onto the matter at hand, the girl shook her head ever so slightly, lifting her head as she smiled at Junko. 'Just a bit of group work to help him uncover the truth about his own past' she seemed angry, but Kaiyo didn't want to give away the whole plan yet. There was still time for her back out, and she needed to trust this woman. Just no at once 'Why do you want to know now anyway? Can't it wait until it happens?' she added, her voice a mere patter compared the drifting rumblings from nearby classes.

Junko, even became more agitated, and held back releasing spiritual pressure indicating anger. She was astounded that a favor, which was clearly against a rule or regulation, would be kept a secret of even where it would be meeting... She went on to say with an tone of anger within.

"Look I dont like to commit blindly to things, I did that in my life, and that made it woefully short"

Junko stared at Buzz, folding her arms, looking her in the eyes... and she waited, seeming impatient, and was impatient...

Kaiyo couldn't help herself, her playful nature was beginning to unravel at an alarming rate. It was poking mother bear when she was already really pissed off. The edges of her lips curled upwards into a feint smile. No response on her teaching her class, was that just an agreement to her implication. Kaiyo assumed so, no classes would be a lot more relaxing for her.

The girl shrugged in a lackadaisical manner, almost sing, 'Well you already agreed to it, and it's for a good cause, no take-backs!' she added. Oh yes, Kaiyo was being very mature about the whole situation. The girl's eyes lingered a moment longer on Junko's gaze. 'I'll send you the meeting place soon' she grinned cheekily, still clearly not taking this conversation seriously.

Kaiyo lowered her head ever so slightly, rubbing the back of her neck as her shifty eyes traced along at Junko's feet. 'Erm, don't i need to go to my lesson now teach?' she spoke in a mumbling manner, hoping Junko would simply announce her absence to the lessons. Only days ago had Kaiyo received a large package of candy from Shiku, and her sweet tooth was already missing the sugary goodness.

Junko stood over the figure of buzz, but backed off, it was not worth getting in a fight with a student. "Thank you Buzz, now you oughta go to class", Junko looked her in the eye, her own blue eyes showing their intensity, and with the sweep of an arm, the rough cloth of her robes rubbing across itself, "After you"

Kaiyo rolled her eyes slightly, seemingly annoyed she hadn't been able to get some tangible response from the woman. It surely must have been close, there was a fleeting moment on intensity in her eyes, fading quickly when Junko stepped back an inch.

To make matters worse, her tone hadn't been obvious enough about skipping her lesson. She'd have to do it the old fashioned way. Tipping her head backwards she allowed for direct eye contact her expression calm and challenging at the same time. This woman would let it slide, she hadn't seemed to bothered at all.

If she took a moment to reflect on her own actions, it was likely even Kaiyo herself would have been amazed at how quickly she had switched back to her academy self. Ignorant of the fact she did actually have work to do whilst undercover. A fluttering wisp of an inkling that had in actuality lead her to this decision. Of course, that much had been kept to herself.

Her eyes shot to the left, resisting the stare war as the girl turned around fully. A pained expression donning her face as her right arm landed on Junko's shoulder, her left clutching her stomach with a look of pure angst. 'Actually, i'm not feeling so well, i'm gunna go lie down for a bit' she managed to stammer, her words tumbling through bated breath. Kaiyo didn't wait for a response, instead she just slowly and with as much hinting illness as she could muster, started heading back to her dorm.

Kaiyo's pained expression remained. Oh of course! When she was actually about to get out of something boring, then Junko would care. Did she just not get her hints. Crap, maybe she was just ignoring them.... There was a slight look of defiance in her eyes as the girl stood still as Junko spoke.

Commitment, that was all she needed. Kaiyo had a part to play, she just needed a bit more conviction. 'But, i'm really not feeling well' she mumbled in a sorrowed sincerity. Kaiyo's eyes narrowed in on Junko, not sure she would believe her sudden illness. Without further proof! It was moments like this, where Kaiyo fully believed her actions were justified, that people got the impression she wasn't so smart.

Time to play it on further! 'I feel...Kinda feint...' A flash of inspiration hit the girl as she staggered and unsteady pace forwards, her hands moving out in front of her as her vision blurred as she dropped, like a dead weight to the floor. Silent. Had she not been so committed to her role of 'fainted body' she would have cheered and applauded herself. As it was, the test moment was to follow, to gauge Junko's reaction. The girl's ears pricked up to listen to the woman's response.

Junko was in more disbelief than anything, the girl was faking before, but she did a better impression of fainting... Junko walked up to her... and tapped her with the end of her foot... this serving to check and see if she really was faking, or if she would have to throw her over her shoulder and carry her to 4th squad... or to class...

Kaiyo hadn't been expecting the kick, and had such been unable to stop a small noise escaping her lips. Her body tensing immediately after contact in the hopes that Junko might not have noticed. Despite the fact that it was in all actuality, quite a loud 'Fuck!' that had swept from between her lips.

'Silent a Mushroom' she waited. Her muscles tensed for if she would try kicking her again, she was safe. Her ears picking up on the creaking halls of the academy as they intently awaited Junko's audible response. In hindsight, she wasn't so sure why she cared so much about missing Junko's lesson. The woman herself just seemed to have irked her to the point where the hassle of sitting in a class wasn't worth it. So Kaiyo played dead, because that was surely the only reasonable response to this situation.

Junko smiled... she heard her response to her tap... and such a profanity coming from a small girl was to be punished, by dragging her to class...

Junko bent down, and grabbed Buzz by the waist, both arms wrapping around her firmly, and she threw Buzz over her left shoulder, as she got up, she noticed other students, some who remembered her from the class with Kaito-daitaicho, and some who remembered her for the armor. Both were dispersed simply, flaring her reiastu, "You have somewhere better to be", Junko said this in a quite evil tone, dictating that she meant business, and that there would be hell to pay for it if the directive was not followed...

Kaiyo's eyes screamed for her as Junko picked her up. Her arms and legs flailing rapidly in complete disagreement with the woman's actions. Kaiyo didn't care what the other students thought; Junko quickly banished them all away anyway. Looking almost as if she was trying to swim through the air, Kaiyo was holding no real struggle. Junko had a firm grip of her, and damn she was stronger. The brown haired girl small stature was working against her at this point.

Still, it was no time to give up. 'NO! I really am ill i swear!' she groaned, defiantly trying to avoid a class that she herself had likely taught ten times over. Kaiyo's hands gripped onto the material on Junko's shoulder, trying to rolled straight over her back, and failing. 'I'm gunna be sick' she stated bluntly. Hoping that at the very least would persuade the woman drop her so she could make a run for it. The tantalising temptation of the sweets in her room were becoming to much for Kaiyo to handle.

Junko smiled as Buzz started struggling against her, she was alive and kicking... A feeble last chance claim of illness didn't phase Junko at all, and junko started walking to the classroom, when she heard, 'I'm gunna be sick'

Junko took action, and quickly, Flipping Buzz so that she was on her back, over her shoudlers... this way, she couldn't puke on her, even if she was going to puke...

Junko walked up to the door of the class, and put her hand on the door, just read to open it...

If she hadn't been feeling ill beforehand, quickly being thrown around fixed that. Kaiyo's eyes screamed with a sudden panic as she caught a glimpse of the classroom door. From there, things likely could have gone better than planned. Whilst struggling in her last pit for freedom, Kaiyo slipped slightly, her right elbow whipping back against the back of Junko's head. Uncertain if she'd even hit the woman, Kaiyo struggled free.

Rolling to the floor she glanced back at Junko, this was last chance. Kaiyo looked straight ahead and began sprinting down the hallway. Glancing back over her shoulder as she called, 'I don't want to infect my class-mates!'. Yes, that was clearly her reason for running away.

Junko was hit in the head, and her grip faltered for a moment, and Buzz slipped away... She had just gotten off more of her lies when junko had muttered... "Hado 2 Reel" Junko focused on Buzz, and it should trhough her in to her arms...

Kaiyo got half way down the corridor, fully aware that Junko wasn't following her, the girl smirked, her eyes straight ahead with a victorious smugness about her. This was of course, until something un-expected occurred. The three horrific words echoed down the hall after her. Giving the brown haired girl only enough time reach her arms out, grasping air as she was thrown backwards along the hallway.

Colliding into Junko's arms as she sighed heavily, 'I think we can call this one a draw' she mused. Making it out to be some form of competition, despite it being one she clearly lost in. It seemed as though escape was futile, for the moment at least. Kaiyo resigned herself to defeat, a small amount of empathy brushing up feelings of guilt for her own actions.

Junko walked in to the classroom, the teacher having walked to the doorway from the front of the classroom, and looked at Junko with a questioning look. Junko shut the door behind her as she entered with Buzz in her arms... releasing her as she did so, she probably wouldn't run while the professor was right there...

"Junko Tenshi sir, you requested and assistant, and im here to fufil that request, and i was returning a truant student to class, and i apologize not being able to do it faster"

"Ah yes Junko, I remember teaching you this class not to long ago, I am happy that you are not so Ironclad now, and have adopted standardized clothing, and thank you for returning Buzz to class. Now..."

He continued, explaining how he would use Junko as an example of what to do wrong and right, not just a practial punching bag.