Tokiya Ichinose is a perfectionist. He is handsome, cool-headed, polite and always following the rule. He is a gentleman. A perfect man.

Tokiya wants to laugh whenever he heard about the image people had created about him. Really? Do they really think so? Tokiya is quite, he doesn't like to talk too much and he doesn't really interact with other people. He always keeps his distance and from where he stands alone, he would keep an eye on everything happened around him. He doesn't comment on every single thing but he will make notes in his mind to remind him of the situation. He has always been careful but never has he intended to create such an image of himself... No. He doesn't like troublesome thing that's why he keeps his distance. He's punctual, maybe, and he believes that every rule is there for a reason, but is he perfect? No, Tokiya Ichinose is far from being perfect. He is not even a gentleman.

"Lady, let me help you, it looks so heavy..."

The dark haired man looked up from the paper he is currently reading in their changing room. The STARISH are waiting for their turn to appear in a TV show. Tokiya was reading the script when he heard one of his band mate was talking to their composer, Haruka Nanami. Tokiya narrows his eyes when he sees the coral haired lady smiles shyly at the taller guy as he takes the box from her small hands.

"B-but, you suppose to learn the script now, Jinguji-san..." Haruka Nanami blushed beautifully, she tries to get the box back but the taller guy won't let her to do that, "I just need to deliver those bentos to QUARTET NIGHT's changing room and then I am done... You should not bother..."

The orange haired man sighed and smiled, "this is not your job, Lady..."

"I know but I just want to help the staff, so..."

"OK, I understand, then let's go to Senpai-tachi's changing room to deliver these delicious bentos to them," Ren Jinguji winked, as he left the room, Haruka followed him with her small steps, still trying to assure the saxophonist that she can do it by herself.

Tokiya grits his teeth when the door closed. That playboy sure won't let this chance slips, will he?

"Ah, it seems Ren has stolen the chance to be cool in front of Haruka, again, huh?" Tokiya almost frowns when he hears the red headed laughed lightheartedly as the two leaves the room.

"Well, Ren-kun always knows how to treat a woman," Natsuki smiled gently as he checks on the bento Haruka has just left for them on the table in the middle of the room, "Oh, today is sushi!"

Syo frowns at the mention of the raw food, he was never a fan of anything raw, but he decided not to comment about the food, "Well, Ren has many girlfriends, sure he knows how to make a woman happy."

"He always knew how to handle a woman, I want to learn from him," the tanned guy said hopefully.

Tokiya hears a snort comes from a fair skinned man who sat in the corner, reading the script with a disgusted face, "that guy is just a playboy. We shouldn't have let Nanami-san went with him alone."

Natsuki laughed, he bites a sushi and swallowed it happily, enjoying the taste of the raw fish, "Playboy he maybe but Ren-kun would never hurt Haru-chan."

Otoya tilts his head as if thinking of something, "Talk about being a playboy, I think he has broken up with all of his girlfriend. I think he is serious this time."

Syo rolls his blue eyes, "Yeah sure," then the smallest man turned to Tokiya and frowns, "do you think Ren is really serious this time? Not that I don't believe him, I just worry about Haruka."

Actually, Tokiya isn't prepared at all for the question. There were other things occupying his mind when the violinist asked him the question. However Tokiya manages to sound normal when he answers the question, "who knows." He shrugs as if the matter didn't really mean anything for him, "there is a rule though, no romantic relationship allowed. If Jinguji broke the rule, it would not only affect him but also all of us so let's pray that he is smart enough not to do anything reckless." With that he returns to his script and pretends to be focusing on the paper.

The pianist nods, agrees with his words, "true. That stupid man should think about the rule."

Syo rolls his eyes again as he looks at himself in the mirror, trying to fix his hair with some wax to make it look more rock and roll, "since when does he ever follow the rule?"

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"So STARISH has no official leader?"

"No, many people think it is Ichinose but we have never really talk about it," Natsuki smiled brightly at the host, he is, as usual, being the spokesman of the group, "we always decided on things with voting, sometimes rock-paper-scissor game."

One of the hosts a veteran comedian who had been in the industry since the STARISH hasn't even born laughs at the answer, "so do you guys fight a lot?"

This time Otoya answers the question cheerfully, "oh we do, even just now in the changing room, we fight for the last sushi."

"Sushi?" the other host, who was also a comedian asks.

Natsuki nods, "well, Kurusu doesn't eat his sushi so we ate his bento for him. But the last sushi was Otoro, we all wanted to eat that."

"I eat the Kappa-sushi," Syo explains, "But I let the others have the one with sashimi."

"We played paper-rock-scissor to decided who could eat that." Cecil says excitedly, "I was full but I love paper-rock-scissor game so I joined."

"I win that though," Ren adds with a playful grin, "while they were arguing about who could eat the Otoro, I took it and ate it."

"That's unfair," Masato snickers, "you entered the room and suddenly eat the last sushi."

"Hey, you guys had eaten my share when I was away, it's just fair for me to eat the last one," Ren smirks, "that tastes so good, though."

Both hosts laugh at the story. One of them turns to Tokiya and smiled, "So, Ichinose-san didn't join the Sushi-Fight?"

Tokiya smiles politely and shook his head coolly, "I ate two pieces already and let them have the rest."

"Ichinose doesn't like childish thing like that," though it sounds fair and calm, somehow Tokiya dislikes the way Ren has said it. He looks at the taller guy but he just smirks at him.

"Ah, I see," the host of the program nods, "it is just like the rumor, Ichinose-san is really cool and level-headed. Is he always like that?"

"Yeah," Otoya answers excitedly, "Tokiya doesn't like to argue or fight, he is like a big brother to us. He is always also reminding us about the rule..."

"What rule?"

"The golden rule," Masato answers with a polite smile, "that we should not be involved in a romantic relationship."

There is a choir of "ooooh" in the studio.

"Ah. As expected from Mr. Perfect, Tokiya Ichinose..."

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They gotta be kidding.

Tokiya enters his apartment later that night with a deep sigh. He doesn't bother to turn the lamp on as he, still wearing the mantle, throws himself on the couch. He is really tired. He doesn't understand how could Otoya and Cecil enjoys such TV programs so much. Tokiya doesn't really like this kind of job. He prefers recording or maybe some CM shoot. Television is always too much for him. He hates how those people label him something who he is not.

Mr. Perfect?

Tokiya snorted. Sure those people doesn't know him at all.

He likes to see everything in order but is he perfect? Oh no, far from it. He is not even as level-headed as those people claims him to be. No. Even earlier this evening he had to stop himself from punching a certain saxophonist for touching his possession.

His girl.

He hated to see how the former playboy had the nerve to put his hand on her shoulder as if she was his. No. There nobody knows about their relationship but since eleven months ago, the beautiful and charming composer has been officially his. Yes, Haruka Nanami is his girlfriend despite the fact that they have to date secretly thanks to the stupid rule.

Tokiya has been really careful not to expose their relationship to anyone. He has to watch his word and action around her, that is really difficult but he knows that for their own good he has to have a better control of himself. He refrains himself from calling her by her first name, to be too nice to her, to give her special treatment...

He has been trying so hard and that bastard Ren could do those things he wants to do publicly easily, just because he is a playboy. That is so unfair.

Tokiya curses under his breathe.

Mr. Perfect?

Oh no, even the Mr. Perfect has his own limit.

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Author's Note:

Hello, I am Reshika, nice to meet you.

I have played Utapri since about four years ago (I have played all of the games, all route too) but this is the first time I write an Utapri's fanfic. My OTP is actually RenxHaru *I am a big fan of Ren* But this story is mainly about Tokiya x Haruka. Basically, it is inspired by Tokiya's song Independence :D

If you are wondering about my avatar. It is me cosplaying as Jinguji Ren, if you are wondering about the cover for this pic, it is me as Haruka and my partner as Tokiya.

Write me a review if you like.

Love,

Recchi