This is gonna be a 7 chapter (but not too long like Never Forget)

In this fic the settings will be set as everyone being alive. And Seiko... has some evil plans for the class rep...

A 'Stuffed' Week

Seiko was walking down the streets, texting Naomi.

'Soooo did you ask him out yeeeet? :3'

The reply came really quickly.

'OF COURSE NOT! Ugh, you always have to tease like that!'

Seiko giggled at the message with her cat face. She had a crush on Naomi but she knew Naomi had a crush on Satoshi. It was sad, but she wanted her to be happy. Besides, she had mastered... Matchmaking... Skills... She grew quite good at it after 'practicing' on Naomi and Satoshi.

Before Heavenly Host, Naomi made cookies for Satoshi, but she was too nervous to give them to him. So Seiko made mustard cookies and fed them to Satoshi. Naomi had freaked out and gave her cookies to him to calm the taste of the spicy mustard cookies.

'Ahh... That was my first perfect plan...' Seiko thought. Then she felt sudden guilt when she fed the leftover cookies to Yoshiki and others.

'Oh. Um. I should apologize someday... But their reactions were priceless. Hehe.' She thought.

She replied Naomi's text with 'If you don't ask dear mochi mochi out, I'm going to tell him that you like him before you do. :3'

'GOD DAMMIT SEIKO FINEEE I'LL TRY!'

'Gewwwddd... Hehehe w'

Then she bumped into an old man.

"Ahh! So-sorry!"

She began to pick up the stuff he dropped. They looked like charms.

"You... interested in buying one?" He said in a raspy voice.

"Can I take a look?" She said curiously.

He showed all of the charms he had. She picked up a plain charm with a single dot on it.

"What's this?"

"It's called... The Charm... It has various effects, depending on the charm owner's personality... The effect only goes for a week though..."

"Personality?"

"For example... If the owner is somewhat cold, the charm will freeze a target for a week. If she or he has a cute personality, it'll turn the target into a puppy. If bright and happy every second, it'll turn the target into a stuffed toy."

"Oooouuuhh... I'll take it!" She exclaimed, taking the charm quickly. Overly excited, she forgot to pay. She turned around to pay again but... He was gone.

"Strange guy. I wonder who I should use it to! Mochida? Naomi? Maybe even Kishinuma?"

Then a spark of idea formed in her brain.

"I know who.."

She grinned evilly.

"...Shinozaki..."

It was Monday afternoon. School waa over and Seiko was running out of time.

"Hey, class rep!"

She found her. Finally.

"Hello, Shinohara. What's up?"

"Uhh, I bought this charm, and I thought I should give it to you since you like collecting them!"

She quickly tossed it to Ayumi. She caught it and examined it. Then she turned wide-eyed.

"This is the Charm! How did you get this? It's so rare..." Then Ayumi realized something. "Wait. Does it mean I'm the tar-"

"Have fun, class rep. For a week." She smiled widely.

"SEIKO!" She yelled as the charm spread white smoke around her.

Few seconds later the smoke faded. Ayumi's body was now 30 cm tall. Her body had become a chibi plushie. The only thing inside Ayumi was cotton. Her head was almost as big as her body, and she had black dot as eyes, so she couldn't blink.

"GOD DAMMIT SEIKO!" She shouted. Thank god she could talk. The voice was a little high pitched, but it wasn't that high.

"Oh my god it worked! I never believed it would." She said, laughing.

"What were you thinking! I don't want to be seen like.. Like this!"

Seiko chuckled and picked up the little Ayumi.

"Act like a plushie if you don't want people to think that your charm failed." She whispered.

"Excuse me, but I didn't do the charm and it didn't fail." Ayumi snapped.

"Well, not my fault if people think that you've failed." She couldn't keep smiling. It was perfect.

"Fine! I'll act like a lifeless plushie... FOR A WEEK." Ayumi tried to glare at her but it was impossible with her eyes. Then her face frowned in horror.

Seiko made Ayumi faint. It was pretty easy since she was a plushie.

'God she's gonna be so pissed at me when she turns back. I'd better run after she becomes normal.'

Yoshiki was walking on the streets, on his way back to his house.

"KISHIIII-NUUU-MAAAAA!" Someone called. It was a familar tone.

"Huh?"

It was Seiko. She was running, waving her hand.

'Shit... Something's up.' He thought.

"What's up, Shinohara?" He said.

"I knowww your little secreet!" She purred.

Yoshiki blushed a bit.

'B-but.. How? No, it might not be about that.'

"You have a crush on the class rep don't ya?" She asked, with half opened eyes, eyebrows raised.

"H-how..?" He stuttered.

'Why does bad feelings never get wrong...'

"Eh. Looked pretty obvious from my side. You've protected her every second and even in school you are always looking after her! And I know you always take a glance on her in classss." She said, slightly pushing him with her elbow, asking if it was true.

"Fine... Yea so I have a crush on her. But so what? Are you gonna go tell on everybody?"

"Nahhh I wouldn't be much of a friend if I did. But I do have something for you."

Ayumi woke up. She was in Seiko's bag.

'So this is how it feels to be inside of a bag. So clustered.'

Then she heard voiced outside.

"...I do have something for you."

It was Seiko's voice. Who was she talking to? She heard a zipping sound and looked up. Seiko was smiling at her. Ayumi made a growling face.

"Act like one, 'kay?" She whispered.

She nodded. The charm 'failure' wasn't the only reason she had to act like a plushie. The other reason was that she didn't want to be seen as a plushie. Everyone would think her as cute, but it would be just embarrassing for her. Everyone would treat her like a plushie and squish her. She didn't like being touched.

Seiko lifted her up and closed the bag.

"Here it is." She said, giggling a little bit.

"W-what is this?" Asked Yoshiki.

"What does it look like?"

"Looks like Shinozaki..."

"Shinozaki said she was on a trip for one week, so she won't be in school. So I decided to make this for you!" Seiko said, with a fake angel face. She handed the Ayumi plushie.

He examined the plushie. Ayumi felt embarrassed when Yoshiki took a close look at her.

"This looks like it was done from a professional... Are you sure you did it?"

Well practically yes, because Seiko made Ayumi like this in the first place.

"You doubtin' the pro?"

"N-no. I guess. And umm, I'm not much of a doll person ya know..."

"So you gonna just trash away my effort Ki-shi-nu-ma?"

She sounded like she was forcing him.

'Effort? Pfft. Yea right.' Ayumi thought.

"Fine, I'll take it! Jeez.."

He put the stuffed Ayumi between his chest and arms like he was hugging it from behind.

"Uhh... Bye then I guess." He said to Seiko who was running away quickly.

'That was weird.' He thought.

Ayumi blushed when she felt him hugging her plushie body from the behind.

'Does he usually hold things like this..?'

And she remembered that he held the antique doll the same way in Heavenly Host.

She could feel his well-built body and warmth.

'God, this feels so awkward...'

'But seriously Seiko, why Kishinuma? Why couldn't it be Mochida?'

It was because Seiko wanted Satoshi to be with Naomi, and she didn't want this to be worse by giving the Ayumi doll to him. Besides, this would be a great week for Yoshiki too. All thanks to her.

Few minutes later Yoshiki was in his room. He placed the stuffed toy on his bed gently.

'Don't boys just throw their toys around? Why is he putting me so gently?'

Ayumi watched Yoshiki put away his bag and taking off his jacket. He then started to unbutton his shirt. She quickly turned away her head.

'Oh shit oh shit oh no nope nope nope oh god nooooo Seiko I hate you so muchhh!'

He pulled down his school pants. He took out his gym pants that he used as pajamas and wore them.

Ayumi turned around again and saw him. Thank god he was wearing pants... Then her eyes widened as Yoshiki took off his red t-shirt.

Back muscles. Well built.

'Holy mother of...' Ayumi thought. A red thread came down from where her nose was supposed to be.

'Is this supposed to be a nosebleed? God dammit, I can't take it off when he's right in front of me! ... And where the hell is my nose...'

This was the worst thing that ever happened to her. Well, excluding Heavenly Host, that is. Yoshiki turned around before wearing his shirt. Now Ayumi could see his six packs.

'Oh my god...'

Yoshiki held Ayumi up and looked at her face. Ayumi blushed, but it didn't show because of her new fabric face.

"What is this doing here?" Yoshiki said picking out the red thread and threw it away. He smiled and put her down. Ayumi was dazed by all this happening so quickly.

'Since when did Yoshiki have abs? I've never noticed how built he is huh...'

Ayumi kept on staring at his muscles until he got a simple shirt on. It was a shame for her when the beautiful sight ended.

'I bet Mochida isn't built like that.' Ayumi thought, still dreaming about the scenes.

'Oh no, did I just compare Mochida over him? No, no... It's just the muscles. Every females get attracted by them...'

Yoshiki was out of his room to get something to eat. Luckily, he had some food left in his fridge, so he started cooking. He lived by himself for quite a while now, so he had become quite good at it.

'Wonder if Ayumi cooks good...' He thought. He sighed at himself. He knew he was pitiful to just keep watching the girl he likes.

"At least Shinohara knows now... Maybe she can help me?"

He didn't know that Seiko was already helping him. After he finished, he cleaned up the table and went to his room. He laid on his bed and picked up the plushie.

"I shouldn't worry about her too much. She'll probably fine on her trip."

'Trip? The one Seiko lied about?' Ayumi thought.

"Do you think she'll ever care?"

'Are you talking to me?'

"Wow, I'm so pathetic. Talking to a doll."

Yoshiki had a sad look on his face. He almost looked lonely. He put Ayumi on a stand.

"At least Shinozaki won't scold me for not finishing my homework since she's away." He said closing his eyes, smiling.

'You better finish your homework, you little-!' Ayumi paused at a realization. 'Oh yea, I'm the little one... I'm never gonna get used to this body!'

Yoshiki was lying on his bed, thinking about her. To Ayumi, he was just looking blankly at the ceiling.

'This is his everyday life? So simple...'

Yoshiki checked the time. It was almost 9, so it was too late to play guitar.

'I'd rather be working then just doing nothing...' Yoshiki thought. He took a glance at Ayumi. Her hair was messed up. Yoshiki picked her up and stroked her hair, combing it.

'He'd be so embarrassed if he knew that this plushie is actually me.' Ayumi thought, staring at him.

'He actually looks handsome... Why did I never notice?'

"Shinozaki, you'd better be havin' fun." He said, smiling at the miniature version of her, putting her down again. He left the room, and Ayumi passed out on his bed. The cause was Ayumi blushed too much but she only had cotton inside of her so the heat couldn't get put out.

Two hours passed. Yoshiki was tired so he didn't noticed 30 cm Ayumi on the bed. He laid down on the bed and fell asleep right away.

On his sleep, he hugged the miniature Ayumi. Ayumi felt warmness when she was back conscious.

'Is he... Hugging me..?'

But Ayumi couldn't think straight because she was tired. She leaned her head on his chest, and fell asleep.