Omi nodded at his teacher as he got up and made his way to the front of the classroom. Several girls applauded him as he reached the front and he gave them all a small smile back.

His report was rather uninteresting, it was after all on the state of different types of people and the state of their lungs, but he read it as happily as one can read a paper on such a subject. The same girls clapped after he finished, and a few more joined in, no doubt in awe of cute little Omi after staring at him for the last few minutes.

"Nice paper, Omi, but do you have a visual?" The teacher asked writing down a few notes on Omi's presentation so far.

Omi gestured a 'yes' and walked to open the classroom door. In stepped three very beautiful men, and those girls that didn't drool over Omi, now drooled over the newcomers to the room. Heck, these guys were so hot, the boys could drool and no one would even think twice about it.

"This is Ken, Aya, and Yoji." Omi said motioning to each one as he said their name. Ken and Yoji waved, and Aya just stood there... meanacingly. "I am going to use them as three different types of lung health. First up, Ken."

Omi smiled 'that sort of smile' at Ken to which he smiled 'that sort of smile' back. Suspicions about Omi rose.

"This..." Omi said pulling a sheet of paper out of his folder, "is a picture of how someone like Ken's lungs would look like." They were lovely, drawn beautifully and with care, with a silver aura about them (added by a shiny pen, apparently). "See how they are great, wonderful, perfect in everyway?"

A few eyebrows were raised.

"Ken helps keep healthy lungs by playing soccer, which also keeps everything nice and toned... er... fit."

Suspicions about Omi were suspicions no longer.

Omi put away the beautiful lungs and took out a completely black sheet of paper.

"These are Aya's lungs. Erm..." Omi faltered for a moment. "Aya told me that he had no soul, and that all that was inside him was a void, and voids are black, ne? So, there we go."

Omi's teacher looked up as if she was going to comment on Omi's reasoning, but stopped after one look at Aya. Anything could be possible these days.

"Lastly, we have Yoji. Yoji smokes, a lot, so his lungs are horribly disgusting." Omi reached into his folder and pulled out the nastiest pair of lungs anyone had ever seen. They were multiple shades of grey, and one lung was actually diconnected and was resting at the bottom edge of the paper.

Hands flew over students' mouths to keep them from yaking, and one girl fainted. They were sriously that nasty. Yoji looked insulted.

"Since nobody willingly wants lungs like this..."

"I do. I like my nasty lungs." Yoji said and than hacked horribly.

"You just proved my point. Anyway, you should all be like Ken," Omi smiled, "and be healthy and such, and you shouldn't have a void or chain smoke."

"Thank you, Omi, that was very... informative. Next up we have dangerous things in the brain that make you have special powers, but everyone thinks you are a freak so you have to join an evil assassination group."