*Disclaimer* I have nothing to do with and do not own Marmalade Boy…though I wish I did! So please don't sue me or anything. This is my first time with Fanfic and writing a story off of a manga…come to think anything, so please read and review!

Miki lay daydreaming on her bed…staring up at the slightly worn with love picture of her and Yuu. She sighed, if only he knew how she felt. She'd been in love with him since the day he and his parents had moved into their life turning it rather interesting. Miki's dad had married Yuu's mom, and Yuu's dad had married Miki's mom. This made Yuu a little more than just a stepbrother.

The knock on her door aroused Miki from her memory and she yelled out "who is it?"

"It's Yuu, can I come in?"

Miki's heart started pounding a little faster.

"Sure just a sec."

Miki frantically ran around her room picking up her laundry and the pieces of paper that were strewn with "Miki + Yuu = Love."

"Come on, Miki, hurry up please," he called.

Breathless, she opened the door and plopped back down on the bed as Yuu came in. He glanced around commenting on how fast her room cleaned up.

"You wanted something," Miki prompted.

"Oh yeah, um we need to figure out what to get our parents for Christmas. I have some ideas and I was wondering if you had been thinking about it too."

"Umm yeah, I've been thinking about it. I have enough money for 2 of them."

"Great, we'll go tomorrow to the mall to pick some things out."

Yuu strode out of the room and Miki began to panic a little. What if people saw them at the mall…together? Would they think Miki and Yuu were going out? Hey, that wouldn't be so bad. Suddenly the thought came to her…what was she going to wear?!! Immediately her hand grabbed for the phone and she dialed up Meiko, her best friend.

Meiko made her way up the stairs trying to see above the mounds of clothes she had brought for Miki. The strappy light pink dress was a little too fancy, and the trackpants/sweatshirt combo a little to casual. Pulling a cute light green tank top over her head, she looked into the mirror. Her straight, glossy black hair hung down to her shoulders, and the green of the shirt contrasted nicely with her skin. She added tan cords, a beaded bracelet, and a simple ponytail to the outfit – perfect.

Yuu sat in his room listening to the two girls giggle. "I wonder if Miki considers this a date". He hoped she did…then of course she could never know that. He had seen how Ginta looked with longing towards her, and Miki seemed to like him as well. It wasn't Yuu's spot to steal her away, plus it would just be weird living in the same house. Though it did have its advantages…There was that time he had "accidentally" walked in on her in the bathroom…she was cute when she was mad. He felt a smile creep onto his lips as he remembered. Unlike the girls, all he had to think about for the trip to the mall was when to go. 4 sounded pretty good, that meant that they'd "have to stop somewhere for dinner"…Oh what a shame…not.

The next day, Yuu woke up and glanced at the clock, great, 11am already. Why did he always have to oversleep? He slowly got up and trudged in to take a shower. When he came out of the bathroom, his blonde hair tousled and damp, Miki was standing in the hall putting Christmas decorations up. Yuu smiled to himself; she was stretching as far up as possible but she still couldn't get the bow on the hook.

"Yuu", she said exasperated, "can you give me a hand here?"

He walked over and asked her where exactly she wanted the bow. Miki pointed to a spot and before she had brought her hand down, Yuu was lifting her up gently, allowing her to easily reach the hook. He backed away from the wall, still holding Miki tight, 6 inches off the floor.

"Come on Yuu, put me down!"

"Why should I", came the response.

He carried her kicking into the room and tossed her down on her bed. Bending down, he stared into Miki's half glowering, half-shocked face. They locked eyes for a few seconds, and Yuu sensed that she could see everything he was feeling. He snapped out of the moment, ruffled her hair, and called out to be sure she was ready by 4.

Why did Yuu have to play with her emotions like that?! It was a never-ending battle – she knew that there was no way he liked her, and besides, why should he? He was the one with girls trailing him wherever he went. Yuu could easily have any of them. He had this certain look about him. His tousled – I don't give a care – blonde hair, and his piercing blue eyes were enough to make any girl turn beet red when he passed. Then of course there was his perfectly sculpted body, the slow, deliberate smile, and his voice. Yuu's voice got them all…it was perfect – soothing, considerate, hot. Yuu was the heartthrob of their high school, and therefore Miki knew for sure that there was no way he could possibly like her…But there was the way he had held her gently, yet firmly, and how he had leant over the bed, piercing Miki with his eyes and soul. As Yuu left the room, she felt her heart beating so rapidly she couldn't decipher the different beats. After lying on her bed for a while, Miki got up and put on the green outfit that she and Meiko had already chosen.