Immediately after class Orihime's phone vibrated several times. Butterflies were going mach 5 in her gut, she knew who it was and didn't want any more trouble so immediately she looked at her texts.<br/>* Taka-kun (11:00am)-- orihime i'm sorry for earlier. here to apologize.<br/>* Taka-kun (11:02am)-- please forgive me. was foolish, where are you darling?<br/>* Taka-kun (11:03am)-- this isn't like you. answer me.<br/>She bit her lip and replied only saying she got in trouble for being late, making mention of the professor's intent talk to her. Takashi didn't need to know anything else. Quickly she packed her purse and binder before sitting in one of the chairs the professor put in front of his desk. "You two seem to be quite the troublesome team today. Miss Inoue, I'm surprised at such antics from you especially." He filled out a tutoring referral slip and looked over his glasses at her. "You know, maybe for someone as bright as you, my class doesn't hold your attention anymore. Your marks are excellent but maybe you need harder work. While I wish I could give more challenging material it's impossible for me to cater my curriculum to just one student."<br/><br/>Orihime couldn't look the professor in the eye nor did she want to look at Grimmjow, even if something about him made her want to. She conveniently blamed the artist in her, she thought he would be an excellent subject to draw. His handsome, strong facial structure and the vivid blue of his eyes almost demanded it. Just for a moment Orihime allowed herself a good look at him then brought her focus to the referral slip and its author. "Sir, if my marks are so good then why are you filling in a tutor referral slip?" The professor sighed. "It's not for you. You work at the Tutoring Center yourself after all. It's for you to give tutoring. I'm referring your friend Mr. Jeagerjaques here and you are going to take his case. Your current cases will be transferred to other tutors. It should teach both of you a lesson about the importance of working in class and provide enough challenge for your intellect Miss Inoue."<br/><br/>He smiled smugly at Grimmjow and handed him a yellow copy of the referral slip. "Good fortune has smiled on you, hm? Perhaps someone of the more charming sex like Miss Inoue can find a way to get through that thick skull of yours Mr. Jeagerjaques. My class is not pass fail. Neither is university. Remember that, young man. You both are dismissed." Orihime's binder slipped out of her hands. Jealous boyfriend plus exclusive tutoring of another man equaled crapstorm. She picked up the spilled papers and hurried out of the room. Outside Takashi stood waiting with a bouquet of roses. He'd changed into a grey and maroon suit fit for his teacher's assistant job on campus, his long mouse brown hair had been brushed back in a low ponytail.<br/><br/>"There you are! Flowers for my flower, it was all my fault. Happy anniversary Hime-chan..." He grinned hoping this would put him back in the lovely redhead's good graces. "Th-Thank you Taka-kun." Orihime accepted the flowers but felt nothing. This seemed to be becoming a pattern with them. She didn't like it. Suddenly her heart jumped with anxiety when Takashi looked behind her. His green eyes narrowed and a cruel smile developed. "I'm sorry your class is so close to a garbage dump beloved, it seems any manner of alley cat sees it fit to hang around nearby..." He said loudly and pulled her especially close.