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Spending time together? Lunch? Kaarage?! What in the world was wrong with this guy? There wasn't even time to come up with a proper retort as Hoshino made his swift exit, leaving Sakuya fuming. [i]Idiot[/i]. He was an [i]idiot[/i]! She absolutely hated that his stupid comment managed to hit her hard enough to stun her to silence. And she was supposed to look after him, what an absolute joke! Her initial assumption had been right on the money, at the very least, even if she was less than pleased at the outcome. Did she [i]look[/i] like some sort of beguiled housewife?!

After a few seconds, however, it was apparent that any lingering students were [i]definitely[/i] staring at her. Gripping her bag tightly, she spun on her heel and marched out of the room, biting down hard on her tongue to prevent herself from lashing out at anyone. This was so stupid, all that fuss for an idiot. No, that wasn't what she was really mad at. She felt completely embarrassed by the entire interaction, there were about a dozen different ways she could have handled it better. And of course, that spectacle in the second years' classroom would be quick to spread. So much for keeping her head low.

Noticing the vice principal a distance ahead, Sakuya stopped in her tracks. He kept looking around, and she assumed he was looking for her. Ducking into the girls' bathroom, she placed her bag down as she approached the sink, deciding to wash her face. As she checked her reflection, she noticed that she looked upset. Of all the sorry expressions she had to have, why did she have to look [i]upset[/i]? Did what the stupid transfer student have to say really bother her that much?

Tearing her gaze away, she stared down at the running water. [color=salmon]"Idiot,"[/color] She muttered under her breath as she turned the faucets off. Whining about it wouldn't accomplish anything, she would just have to be more careful moving forward. It didn't matter how it started, it was all about how it finished, after all. At least, that was what Reiji used to tell her. Which meant she was going to have to make sure to handle the transfer student. She wasn't about to let him think he could walk all over her like that.

She was much more determined as she dried her face off, poking her head out to the hallway. The coast was clear, so it was one less thing to worry about, at least.

[color=gold]"Nakano-san."[/color]

Sakuya held back the groan in her throat as she looked over to who called out her name, meeting the gaze of one displeased Yamamoto Kenta. While most people were quick to dismiss the bespectacled stickler, those that were in the know were all too aware of how much influence he had. The Yamamoto family was well known even outside of Kyoto, and the decision for one of their sons to attend Hinotori had been nothing short of a blessing; there had been multiple generous donations every year he had attended. To be fair, he typically kept to himself and wouldn't necessarily laud his position over overs. However, whenever he did decide to stick his nose somewhere, it was never a good thing. 

Sakuya put on a more neutral expression as she stopped in place. [color=salmon]"Good afternoon, Yamamoto-san,"[/color] She replied.

[color=gold]"If you have a moment, I'd like to speak with you about something,"[/color] He said, getting right to it.

[color=salmon]"I'm gathering the council for something. If it isn't urgent, I'm happy to hear you out tomorrow,"[/color] She told him.

[color=gold]"I wouldn't say urgent, but it is important,"[/color] He paused for a moment, looking her over. [color=gold]"You look more mature now, like a spring flower that's finally blossomed."[/color]

Sakuya blinked slowly, her head trying to process what she just heard. First Hoshino, now this. She naively assumed she wasn't the type to draw male attention, but she supposed at the very least she should have expected it from Yamamoto. He was probably just being nice, she felt like she lost too much weight the past few months. [color=salmon]"I'm...glad you think so,"[/color] She replied, if only because she honestly had no idea what to even say to that. [color=salmon]"Is that all?"[/color]

[color=gold]"Ah, no. Actually, maybe I'll take you up on that offer for tomorrow,"[/color] He thought about it for a moment. [color=gold]"I assume you're aware of the increase in delinquency. It's bad enough poor Mochizuki-san ended up hospitalized, but it's important that they are stomped out sooner than later."[/color]

[color=salmon]"Mochizuki Ayane? But her accident was..."[/color] Sakuya stopped herself, shaking her head. It wasn't any of her business to spread personal information around. [color=salmon]"I believe you're mistaken that the two are connected, but I'm in full agreement. I'll come up with something sooner than later."[/color]

[color=gold]"Good! Though it really is a shame that poor Mochizuki was the one to suffer. Though I'll be honest, I don't think I would have cared as much if it had been Asakura,"[/color] He admitted.

Sakuya resisted the urge to roll her eyes, though she did let out a sigh. Asakura did seem like he had come out of it none the worse for wear, but she wasn't going to go making assumptions. [color=salmon]"You shouldn't say that, it's a terrible incident nonetheless,"[/color] She stated. 

[color=gold]"Don't tell me you actually care? Asakura was basically the ringleader of that little crew,"[/color] Yamamoto scoffed.

While she had no strong feelings on the matter, Yamamoto was starting to annoy her. Placing her hand on her hip, she raised an eyebrow at him. [color=salmon]"Your only interest lies in Mochizuki. As always, whenever there's a [i]girl[/i] involved, suddenly you're right there,"[/color] Sakuya replied without missing a beat. [color=salmon]"Funny, I never took you as the type to pine over girls who had boyfriends."[/color]

[color=gold]"What--That's ridiculous,"[/color] He snapped, much to her satisfaction. He quickly recovered, however, an odd expression on his face as his lips curved into a smirk. [color=gold]"And I never took you as the jealous type, Nakano-san."[/color]

Sakuya let out a hollow laugh, the smile on her face never quite reaching her eyes. Whatever little patience she had in her reservoir was already scraping the bottom, her temper flaring up again. Instead of outright yelling, however, she made sure this time she was the one in control of the situation. [color=salmon]"I'd sooner watch you choke on your million yen bento lunch,"[/color] She told him happily, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she walked past him. [color=salmon]"Now, if you'll excuse me, my members are likely waiting for me."[/color]
 
She heard some grumbling behind her but chose to focus on continuing her walk, checking her watch. Hm, she wasted too much time with him, if he was going to approach her with more nonsense then she was going to have to be harsh from the start. Being stricter and more assertive was usually the way to go, anyway. With that in mind, she opened the door to the student council room,  happy to see two members already there. She was certain Ueno-san would join them soon enough.

[color=salmon]"Good afternoon,"[/color] She greeted them both.

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