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[note_atem]

Who: Mr. Mutou and HEY COME SAY HI TO YOUR TEACHER/COLLEAGUE
What: It's AU Salkia! Mr. Mutou is walking around the hallways in the morning before first period
Where: Salkia High School hallways
When: Monday morning before first period begins
Warnings: None I would assume?

Comments

Baw the shy teacher talks!

[pianistprodigy]

Fredrick had been at school fairly early since it was his alone time to play the piano for a few hours in peace and quiet. However when seven a.m. rolled around he then had to leave his sanctuary and hit the coffee maker for his wake-up call. Pouring himself a glass Frederick heard humming coming from the halls and he raised a cup to Mr. Atem with a warm greeting, "Hello Mr. Mutou, care for a cup of coffee before the day begins?" he asked softly.

He was never a loud talker, Frederick preferred softer tones as they weren't loud and harsh, demanding...sort of like Mr. Seto. Smiling at the thought Frederick shrugged and looked at Atem expectantly.

[note_atem]

Atem smiled though had to decline that offer. "Ah, no thanks." He'd had his usual cup of tea before he'd left his house. Coffee was bad for him, he'd found. He couldn't really stomach it and it made him too jittery.

"Coffee isn't really my thing."

[pianistprodigy]

Nodding Frederick smiled and shrugged, "I understand." he set the coffee cup down and looked at him curiously, "So anything interesting going on in your class?" asked Frederick, "Other than the note passings of prom?" he teased knowing full well what was coming up in a week or so.

[note_atem]

"They are excited for it, aren't they?" He chuckled gently as he leaned against the door frame. "I'm trying to balance school work with their getting ready. I know even my best students seem to be excited for it." He didn't want to weigh the kids down with any strenuous homework or test studying.

Even Atem had a heart, it would seem (despite his harsh strategy for getting slackers to work). "And what about yourself?"

[crimsonguarddog]

But god wasn't she tired this morning. Working later than usual had extended past weekends and into weekdays, but of course she would be doing all she could to keep it from showing. Her backpack slung over one shoulder as she got off of the bus, turning the LP on silent to keep it from making update alerts during classes (because really, who actually turned off their phone?) the redheaded student headed down the hallway to where she knew Usagi was going to be dropped off in the mornings.

Just another day, really. Passing Mr. Mutou was also part of it, nd she gave the man a brief smile and a nod when she saw him. His class for her was the last of the day, which she was still attempting to change to the first one... Really, a free period in the middle of the day? that did not help her any at all, study hall or otherwise.

[note_atem]

Atem smiled and returned the nod. He almost let her walk away, too, but he remembered something. It was a little ridiculous of him to actually have forgotten. But there was a day part of his brain and an afternoon part of his brain. It served to help remember what students where when at what times.

But he remembered that he had wanted to talk to Cissnei lately. "Ah, excuse me, Cissnei, wait just a moment." He turned slightly so that he could double back and get a word in with her.

[crimsonguarddog]

Hearing her name called, the girl stopped and looked over her shoulder, seeing the teacher turning around and eyes on her, clearly with intent to speak. That she was fine with, considering she had a little bit longer until she needed to meet Usagi. The redhead turned fully and met the man halfway, head cocked to the side as she looked up at him.

"Yes sir?" Cissnei inquired, having a feeling she knew what this was about already. Mr. Mutou usually did not stop her in the hallway...Maybe, she faintly hoped, it was just about prom.

[note_atem]

Now how to approach this subject? Cissnei seemed like a proud young woman, she probably didn't need anyone hovering over her or worrying about her. But her performance in class was dropping considerably from where she used to be and it worried him.

"I was just wondering if there has been something going on lately? At home or otherwise?" It was a fair start, not really the best, but what else could he really speculate. And it left room for her to be vague about her answers without really accusing her of anything either.

[i_am_kagome]

Kagome shuffled in the hall way. Man she was tired but she was here. As she walked towards her class, she saw Mr. Mutou out in the hallway. She rolled her eyes at his suit but she was use to seeing it, afterall it was his usual suit. Someone really needs to teach him fashion trends.

As she walked closer, she once again fell into her own thoughts. She was thinking about her schedule when she ran into the teacher. "Oh Mr. Mutou, excuse me! I didn't see you!"

I THINK ATEM LOOKS SPIFFY WHY DO YOU HATE HIS CLOTHING? XD

[note_atem]

Atem saw the young student approach, but he thought she'd at least change her destination. Unfortunately he was wrong, and she bumped into him headlong. He reached out to grab her shoulder to avoid her falling back or hurting herself.

"That's alright, Kagome." He replied with a gentle smile.

ITS LIGHT BLUE!!! I'M JUDGING AND HATING! XD

[i_am_kagome]

She smiled at him and shook her head. She really needed to pay attention to where she was going!

"I'm sorry sir!" She smiled up at him happily. "How are you doing sir?"

WHAT'S WRONG WITH BLUE? IT'S A PRETTY COLOR.

[note_atem]

"No harm done." He gave her another smile as he let his hand drop from her shoulder. Though he did adjust his jacket, tugging slightly at the bottom to release the sudden wrinkles.

"I'm just fine this morning, thank you. And how about yourself? You seemed to be doing some pretty heavy thinking there." Enough to have her distant enough to smack into him. A grin came to his lips. "Thinking about prom?"

Couldn't resist Emmy..I know how much Atem loves Italy!

[nomnompasta]

Italy was moving around before his class at third period. He knew what he wanted to do that day and he was ensuring that he had all of his supplies. He smiled at the students in his class and whispered something to one or two of them from time to time. As he walked even further down the hallway, he saw Atem standing in the hallway.

After approaching him, he pats the others shoulder while giving him a huge smile. "Hello there Atem!"

XD

[note_atem]

The pat on his shoulder always made him tense up just a little. He wasn't so used to physical contact from others and probably never would be. But he tried not to let it bother him as he smiled back at the man and gave him a small nod.

"Good morning, Feliciano. How are you doing?"

Re: XD

[nomnompasta]

He never realized it. Atem was one of the teachers that he always enjoyed talking too.

"Good Morning. I am good...for the most part. The kids really seem excited about Prom!"

[note_atem]

Yes, yes prom. It was all he was hearing about these past few weeks. Of course the kids were excited for it. They were every year. It was nothing particularly new, and not exactly something he wanted a great part of either.

"Yeah, kids will be kids." He answered with a slight shrug.

[shutupandduelme]

Where Atem had his routine walk around the school, Kaiba had his. It was the same walk he had been practicing since he was in college, and looked like it took great skill if you had never seen it before.

He had been in the school for an hour already, organizing his office for the week, and going through reports from the school board and regional offices. Now he was just pacing down the hallways, head down and eyes locked on his PDA while balancing a cup of coffee and a few files in the other hand. Surprisingly, he walked like he was completely aware of everything around him, not even coming close to running into any walls...or running into Atem, surprisingly. But he didn't exactly notice his presence, either.

[note_atem]

Oh but how could Atem not notice Kaiba's presence? A daunting form, nearly a foot and a half over his own stance, and so blaze about his surroundings. Though if Kaiba were truly busy, he of course didn't want to bother the principal. And the less he talked to the brunet, the less his chances were of getting roped into chaperoning the prom.

Still, he couldn't avoid saying- "Good morning, Kaiba." In his usual smug tone.

[shutupandduelme]

Only a few things could jolt Kaiba's mind out of working out some puzzle or another. That voice was one of them, no matter what the occasion. The brunet paused in his furious one-handed typing and set his jaw.

"It is a morning like any other, with nothing good about it," he said with a dismissive sniff, his nerves aready stirred up from the emails left over from the weekend. "Don't you have your own classroom to dither about in?"

[note_atem]

Atem couldn't help the small chuckle the bubbled from him. Kaiba seemed to be in a bad mood... well, Kaiba was being Kaiba, he supposed. As usual the brunet was stiff and unwelcoming. But that never stopped him.

"I know you have jurisdiction over the whole school, but I hardly think you can tell me to evacuate the hallways."