(http://i468.photobucket.com/albums/rr50/akikokittel/akikobanner.jpg) (http://i468.photobucket.com/albums/rr50/akikokittel/akiko.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/>Akiko flinched as the note was tossed onto her desk. Apparently, the long trek in her grandparents car had worn her out more than she'd like to admit.<br/><br/>Surreptitiously opening the note, she blinked and blushed at what she read.<br/><br/>Drawing out a pencil, she carefully replied under the girl's, Mariko's, note.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Breasts are hardly boring. Not that I know much about them, but I don't think they're boring.<br/><br/>Akiko</strong></div><br/>She waited until Fujiwara-sensei turned around to write on the whiteboard to palm the now-folded note and place it back on Mariko's desk, blushing at the tomboyish looking girl.