Ibiki's white eyes briefly rested on the entirety of the class, glancing from left to right. He was still annoyed by the encounter and his gaze remained on Sadao for a moment longer than the others -- and on Midori, though it was only a moment, easily dismissed as imagination -- but after awhile he moved to sit down at the right-most table in the middle row, the side on which the exit was.<br/><br/>It was a matter of practicality -- the boy saw no reason to spy on the rest of the class and Misaki was supposed to be his bodyguard, so he choose a place where she could comfortably keep him in her sight even without the Byakugan, assuming of course she resided in a place where she could keep tabs on the entire room. Ibiki was certain she would, even without glancing back.<br/><br/>He wasn't happy about being assigned a bodyguard or that it had to be her of all available people, but there was no reason to make her position more difficult than it had to be.<br/><br/>Still, he couldn't dwell on the presence of his sister forever -- or at least all the time. He settled in on his seat, posture straight, his hands on the table in front of him. He hadn't carried a bag -- nor had Misaki, for that matter -- so that was all the preparation he needed.<br/><br/>In the brief time before the teacher entered, his thoughts briefly returned to Midori, the odd girl he had run into not so long ago, right at the outer wall of the Hyuga compound. He wasn't surprised at seeing her, since he had known that she would be present, but he was still surprised that she was there at all. She hadn't really struck him as someone who might be interested in becoming shinobi and from what he recalled she was new to the village to boot.<br/><br/>He was somewhat interested in how she would do, but for now, he expected, his main challenge would be self-control.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>"Can't we sit up front?" Shun nagged his friend from his seat right next to Midori, where the brown-haired girl had dragged him earlier. "I can barely see the board."<br/><br/>"Quit griping," Mika returned from her seat once-removed from Midori. "All the smart kids sit in the back. Look at that Sakk--Misaki girl."<br/><br/>"Yeah, yeah … not like I want to have both of them in my back." He grumbled a bit, then pulled out a small notebook and a pen. "We still on for lunch later?"<br/><br/>"… you say that like you're not freeloading with us every day," Mika deadpanned, resting her chin in her hand nonchalantly.<br/><br/>He gave a light apologetic laugh, then suddenly turned his attention to his other neighbor. "So, guess we're neighbors, then! Komori Shun. We met the other day." He gave her a grin. "If you need any help, feel free to ask. We civilian kids have to take care of each other, eh?"<br/><br/>A slightly annoyed 'tch'-sound came from Mika's direction, but she didn't add anything.<br/><br/>"… and that's my friend, Yamanaka Mika. Don't mind her, she gets grumpy when I talk to other girls for some reason."<br/><br/>That earned him a glare, but she seemed more upset with Shun than Midori, since she also briefly glanced towards the other girl and gave her a nod.<br/><br/>When the teacher entered, however, both of them snapped to attention.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Misaki sat there, listening sullenly to a lesson she didn't need. It would likely be some time before they got to anything new to her, but if she was to pay attention, she would. She had already upset the teacher during their last encounter, after all.<br/><br/>Ibiki had rested his elbows on the table, fingers interlocked as he listened. His attention occasionally drifted as he recalled his own lessons on the subjects, mentally supplementing more details than they were given at the moment where he could.<br/><br/>Shun was rather enthusiastically taking notes, still elated by the thought of learning to be a ninja for real. Mika seemed to be paying attention, but she had a very casual way of doing so, practically lounging in her chair.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Lunch finally came and a full hour of it to boot.<br/><br/>Mika and Shun departed quickly after a brief 'Later!', the both of them heading over to the Yamanaka residence if their earlier exchange had been any indication.<br/><br/>Misaki merely leaned back in her seat, gave a sigh and let her eyes drift towards Ibiki to see if he was going anywhere or not.<br/><br/>He wasn't. The boy produced a small wrapped package from his longsleeves and placed it on his table, slowly opening it to reveal a large ball of rice. He also produced a pair of chopsticks and began eating methodically.<br/><br/>Seeing that, Misaki pulled a rice cracker from one of her pouches and started nibbling on it. She still didn't seem keen on any conversation and after her encounter with Sadao most were even more happy to leave her alone.<br/><br/>Eventually, Ibiki finished and rose from his seat. For a moment it seemed like he was about to leave, but then changed his mind and stepped towards the back of the room. One might expect him to go over to his sister at this point, but instead he stopped in front of Midori's table.<br/><br/>"You brought your pet," he noted, staring at Sunako as if it was a strange and alien thing.<br/>