Time to Incident 00:00:00

Silk sheets rustled underneath her, soft velvet gathering at her waist, goose bumps raising up her arms the lower the fabric went on her body.

Kokomi Teruhashi was the perfect pretty girl and God's favorite child. She was perfect in every single way both on the inside and on the outside. Being so perfect made her often feel that she was playing the game of life on easy mode. There was no obstacle that she couldn't overcome.

Well, except one.

The only thing that ever got her heart to race (in admiration or frustration she hadn't decided yet) was her aloof classmate Kusuo Saiki- a general all-around average unnoticeable plain guy. Except that he really wasn't any of those things.

Lean fingers coming up her skin to pull away the cloth, gently sliding on her skin to feel its softness, her skin dimpling when the fingers applied pressure to hold her in place.

He definitely used to be, or at least she thought that he used to be- weren't they in all the same classes their whole high school career? So why is that now she suddenly couldn't take her eyes off him when they so easily swept past him before?

He wasn't particularly handsome (but she really didn't know, his glasses always hid his face from her), or the most athletic, or the top of the class, or good at singing, or playing an instrument, or rich, or anything! The only thing she knew about him was that he was different from anyone else she had ever met in her whole life.

Her blue hair fanned out on her pillow in a gentle cascade, the redness on her cheeks extended down to her slim neck, she pressed herself further into the pillows and reached her arms up to pull a pair of shoulders closer.

He didn't acknowledge her like everyone else did. She never saw his eyes widen in surprise, never saw them flutter close in anticipation of a kiss from her, never saw them darken with desire… They sat so close together in class but he never turned his head to stare at her in the hope that their eyes would meet. He never hung around her shoe locker for the chance to walk her home. She had even been over at his house for Christmas and he never tried to catch her underneath a mistletoe.

It was maddening.

Hot breath puffed against her bare neck, her eyes screwed shut and sweat spreading on her brow, her pink lips falling open and closed of their own accord, the bed dipping from the combined weight of two bodies.

But what was more maddening than her past pursuit of the stoic teenager was her current situation. It was the kind of situation that perfect pretty girls knew about of course but never thought about, or engaged in, otherwise they would ruin their perfect innocent pretty girl reputation (which was something that Kokomi would never stand for).

After two years of being denied, without any encouragement or support, it seemed that God had finally answered the prayers of his earth-bound angel.

Footsteps creaked outside the room, a light turning on in the hallway with shadows moving along the bottom edge of the door, a large palm snapped up and covered her mouth- but didn't stop, she stared at the figure above her with wide but hopeful eyes.

"Sh, we're not done yet. I can't have you making too much noise and putting us in a sticky situation."

At least, Kokomi hoped it was God. A smirking face moved away from her shoulder into her line of vision, bangs stuck to the male's forehead from exertion. As she stared into her partner's eyes, she thought briefly that it could also have been the devil that was listening to her all along.

School was boring, but almost everything was really. She never showed this on her face of course, her persona was far too strong for that. She was the image of perfection staring attentively ahead in class, legs crossed perfectly beneath her chair, hand gracefully writing down notes and ignoring any stares that were being directed towards her. On the outside, she looked like the ideal student. On the inside, her mind was a blank space focusing on counting the amount of smudge marks on the black board.

It would be lunch time soon, a welcome break from the droning voice of their teacher. She didn't blame the teacher for losing the attention of the students; the teacher wasn't the perfect pretty girl after all and couldn't rival her for their attention.

She threw a quick glance at Chiyo's direction, who caught it and gave her a hidden thumbs up.

Today their masterplan was to convince the boys to eat outside with them, they had been studying the weather reports all week to determine the best day. Kokomi had especially packed coffee jelly and other sweets to lure a certain guy into eating with them.

"Alright, we'll continue this tomorrow." The teacher announced packing up their materials as the chime for the school lunch sounded. Chiyo jumped up out of her seat, and Kokomi followed suit in a more controlled graceful manner.

Their plan of attack? Aren Kubayasu. He wasn't super gross like Nendou, or the object of either their affections- so he was the perfect guy to approach without appearing suspicious.

"Kubayasu-kun!" Chiyo flounced on his desk, "would you like to eat lunch with Kokomi-chan and I?" The other teen's eyes widened.

"O-oh! Teruhashi-san!" Kokomi smiled gently, one male down. "I'd love to, but the guys and I already have plans for lunch."

"Oh no," Kokomi said convincingly, of course they had planned on his saying that. "we really wanted to share some of the treats we baked… do you think they would mind terribly if we intruded?" She raised her hands up in a cute begging fashion.

Ten minutes later found them arranged in a circle with lunch boxes taken out. Kokomi had placed herself next to Saiki (who hadn't protested as hard as he usually did), then next to herself was Chiyo, followed by Kaido, Kubayasu, and Nendou who sat on Saiki's other side. They had all began eating their lunches and chit-chatting about the classed they had that day, but Kokomi noticed that Saiki seemed to be eying her lunch box expectedly. Did he hear Chiyo-chan and I talking about the sweets before class? I hadn't planned on bringing them out until a little later when the classroom emptied out… I don't want to be swarmed by my followers for a taste of my cooking.

Kokomi tried to communicate in the silent manner that all girls did to Chiyo what she thought was the best time to bring out the sweets, but the message went un-heard as Chiyo was occupied by listening to Kaido re-counting Dark Reunion's latest plot against him. How she was attracted to him was a mystery that Kokomi would never be able to solve.

Not that she could judge really.

"So!" Nendou's booming voice broke her from her thoughts. "Teruhashi-san! I heard that you and Yumehara made sweets for us to try!"

"Nendou!" Kubayasu hissed, swatting at the much larger boy's arm. "Don't be rude!"

"What? I thought they wanted to share them with us?" A blank look crossed over his ugly face.

"Yeah but you have to wait for them to offer." The purple hair teen said exasperated. I wonder how many times they have to correct Nendou?

'A lot.' A soft voice next to her said.

"Hmm? Did you say something Saiki?" She thought that he just answered her silent question- maybe she accidentally said it aloud? The glasses wearing teen shook his head slightly. Oh great, now I'm imagining his voice she thought to herself.

"It's okay Kubayasu-san." Chiyo said happily. "We were planning on sharing them later but we can share them now, right Kokomi-chan?"

"Yeah, we made plenty so you can each have more than one." She looked down demurely. "I don't bake that often so please don't be too harsh if it doesn't taste perfect." She sighed. Of course it will taste perfect, I didn't attend private cooking lessons for nothing after all!

"O-Oh! Teruhashi-san! Don't say that!"

"I'm sure it will taste perfect!"

"T-The best we ever had!" The three boys responded how she expected them to, but the male to her left said nothing and instead moved the food around in his lunch box to make a space for the treat. Tch!

The girls passed the sweets around their small circle. They had prepared cookies, short cakes, and small tarts. They smelled heavenly, and the ones made by Kokomi appeared to have a glimmer to them as the boys bit into them. The treat she worked the hardest on however was still hidden in her bag.

Saiki reached out to take a chocolate chip cookie but stopped when Kokomi placed a soft hand on his arm.

"A-Actually Saiki-kun," she whispered, eying the others in the circle. "I made you something special, if you don't mind." He retracted his arm back from the pile, Kokomi wondered briefly how he had grabbed one of the cookies without her noticing. He placed the cookie on his lunch box and turned towards Kokomi with a knowing look in his eye (which she decided to dismiss).

"It's coffee jelly." She continued. "I remember how much you like it, and I thought that you would be the perfect judge for it." Her hands reached into her bag to pull out the carefully wrapped parcel. Stop shaking! It's just coffee jelly! He'll eat it even if it tastes awful- which I know it won't so… She took a deep breath and presented the treat to Saiki as if her momentary loss of confidence never occurred.

She wasn't disappointed with his reaction, for once.

Saiki took the treat from her hands as if she were handing him a newborn child, or the Holy Grail. Behind his glasses, his eyes shone with a hungry gleam; happiness radiating out of his every pore. He bit into the treat and his entire loner personality melted into pure bliss. Around the spoon she had prepared with the jelly his lips turned up into a happy smile.

Kokomi watched him with amusement for a moment before quickly turning away to her own meal. He looks really cute when he's happy but somehow, I feel like he'll not want to be watched right now. It was hard to tear her eyes away from how obviously pleased her crush was, but she managed to do so. Her perfect image restored- except for the knowing glint in Chiyo's eyes.

Too soon they had to clean up their lunches, and Kokomi's trash was carried away by a trio of grateful boys. Chiyo had scampered back to her seat which was closer to Kaido's than Kokomi's. Kokomi took out her notebook for the next class, and silently congratulated herself on a job well done. I'll have to make more coffee jelly next time! Maybe I can experiment with new flavors. She leaned her head on her plan and doodled little coffee jellies in her notebook. I'm not sure when I'll have time to do it- but it will be worth it to see the look on Saiki-kun's face. Her eyes softened. Making him happy is all that really matters… her head snapped up at her own (false?) thoughts. T-to get him to say oh wow of course!

'Thank you.'

"hmm?" She lifted her head up towards Saiki's desk. She could have sworn that she heard him thank her… but he wasn't even looking over at her. She did however notice a small smile on his lips, and smiled to herself.

Small victories.

Time to Incident 180:04:32

A/N Hey guys! I hope you like the first chapter of this fic! I'm planning on this being a slow-build story with several small chapters leading up to the situation in the beginning of this chapter! I also plan on including the surrounding characters a little more heavily; this story takes place at some point before the events of "season 3" meaning that no one knows about Saiki's powers. This is also going to be slightly AU so there will be some elements of the story that I'll be changing.

Please let me know what you think!