Ta-Dah! How's that for a first chapter? Really dark, i know...

haha, anyway, now we're all caught up! =^-^=

Present day

Yuki was almost done with his presidential duties. So freakin close he could taste it!

It tasted like old sock, which was what was thrust in his mouth as Kakeru Manabe grabbed him by the arms and dragged him across the hall with Kimi.

"We're needed for an important matter!" Kakeru cried, "The shaved ice truck is outside and he only has fifteen more minutes before he's done for the day! We must drum up last-minute buisness for him!"

"What the hell? That's what's so important! I have other things I need to do! Let me go!" Yuki screamed through the sock, although it sounded more like, "Whhwa WHMM? Thas aus o ihouan! Ah ah uher ah eeeoo! ey e o!"

"Shut up Yun-Yun! No one understands "Sock-Speak"!" Kakeru stated, pulling Yuki out the door, Kimi close behind.

Yuki finally thought to spit out the sock, "Let go! What the hell are you doing?"

"Huh? We're you not listning Yun-Yun?"

"I was listening! What do you-"

"We're here!" squealed Kimi as they ran infront of the Shave Ice vendor.

"Two watermelons and a banana please!" Kakeru said, pulling his wallet out.

"Your ordering for me?" Yuki cried.

"Of course! It would be rude of a man to not preform such a courtesy for a princess."

Kakeru's watermelon shave ice suddenely tasted alot like shoe... and sent him back to fall onto the sidewalk as Yuki kicked his face.

"My shave ice better be okay!" He cried.

"Of course it isn't." Yuki smiled pleasently as he walked back with Kimi.

"Blast you Yun-Yun!" Kakeru screamed as he bought another and ran to catch up.

The Shave Ice blendor just watched on in confusion and slight amusement. had that been real or planned?

Yuki finished his ice and walked with Kakeru and Kimi back to the student council room, where Machi sat breaking pencils.

"Hey, Machi, don't do that okay?" Kakeru said, taking all the pencils from her. Machi just sat there, looking dark and sad.

Yuki felt sorry for Machi, he knew how she must have felt. Sad and alone. With everything riding on them for other's benifit.

A swift rap on the door tore Yuki from his train of thought.

Outside was a first year breathing heavily and holding a yellow strip of paper.

"This... is... for... Yuki... Sohma." He panted, holding the paper out.

Yuki thanked the kid and turned his attention to the paper. It was a note from the office saying he'd recieved a call from the main house.

"Great." He mumbled, "Hey guys," He addressed the student council, "I'll be back."

"Hello?" Hatori said into the phone.

"Hey, uh, you called me?" Yuki said, staring at the yellow paper. It was Hatori's phone number all right. Yuki had it memorized just in case.

"yes, Yuki, I'm sorry but Akito wants to see you."

Yuki froze, fear sining in his heart.

"When?" He hoped there wasn't any fear trembling in his voice.

"Next week on saturday."

Next week on saturday, it clanged in Yuki's stomach, his dying day.

"O-okay." Yuki nodded, "Goodbye Hatori."

"Goodbye Yuki."

Yuki walked back to the Student council room almost in a daze, crashing into the door as he tried to find the handle.

"What's wrong?" Kakeru asked seriously when he saw Yuki.

"Nothing." Yukio snapped out of it.

"Liar." Kakeru poked Yuki's cheek, "Your two shades paler than an hour ago."

"You keep track of my paleness?"

"Maybe, anyway, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. Just surprised is all."

"Why?"

"Oh, I'm going to see the head of my family next week. I wasn't expecting it."

"Is that really all?" Kakeru asked.

"Yep." The clock struck and it was time for them to go, "Well, see ya Kakeru." Yuki rushed out the door, glad to be gone.

"Yeah," Kakeru said slowly, "See ya."