Atobe Keigo walked about the ballroom, greeting people as they walked by and introducing himself to some that he may not have met before. If he was a lady charmer back then, he was a lady killer now.

His confident stride called attention to himself, and he enjoyed every second of it. He had grown taller and his features were much more defined than they were in middle school.

"Keigo~!" His mother called him over, her soft voice catching his ear. He excused himself from the elderly man of Takashima Corporation he was previously speaking to and made way to her.

The young man nodded to his mom and placed a hand lightly onto her shoulder, "Yes?"

She smiled brilliantly and lovingly at her son, proud that he had turned out the way he did. Although, sometimes she needed to turn his ego down a few notches.

"Do you remember Akahashi-san? You two met when you were still in middle school."

The man laughed heartily, "Now, it's been quite a while! You have surely grown into a fine young man, I see. What university are you attending now?"

Atobe chuckled and smirked, "Ore-sama graduated from Tokyo University two years ago and is currently finishing training with Ore-sama's father."

The man nodded with a kind smile, "Is that so? Why, the girl I hired about two years past was also from Tokyo University. She has quite the brain and I'm working closely with her on 'project green'. We've been planning for the past two years and can finally implement it this year!"

Atobe raised an eyebrow, "Is that so? Ore-sama will know who to contact once the Atobe Group needs more hands in that department." His mother had long left, a content smile on her face as she hummed a small tune. One would think she was just enjoying her time, but she was, in fact, scheming something.

The elder man chuckled softly, "I would assume your company is already well off in that aspect, but I will be happy to introduce her to you! I actually had brought her along to attend this gathering. I'm sure she's talking up some people and getting herself some business cards as we speak."

"Arn~ Ore-sama would very much appreciate that," Atobe's interest was perked, as he wondered just how wonderful one girl could possibly be. Not as great as he was, rest assured. However, she must have been well enough if Akahashi was parading her around so willingly.

"Kojima-san!" He called, waving to a girl that was not too far away. She bowed to the people she was speaking with, apologizing for having to leave and made way to the person that brought her here.

Atobe took that time to take in her features. Her skin was fair and she was abet on the shorter side, despite her wearing stilettos. He could estimate about 5'3 or 5'4. She had long, silver-white hair that went to about her mid back and striking teal eyes.

"Yes, Akahashi-san?" She smiled politely, standing with a straight back and eyes not breaking contact with his.

"This is Atobe Keigo, the heir of Atobe Group, if you haven't figured it out," the cheerful man placed a hefty hand on the boys shoulder, "You two graduated from the same University, same year too!"

The girl looked at the boy in front of her, automatically noticing how handsome he was. Man, how on earth did she ever miss seeing him on campus? Although, she could practically feel his ego oozing out of his pores by just his prideful stance.

"Kojima, Harumi," She said courteously with a small smile, "It's my pleasure to make your acquaintance, Atobe-san."

"The pleasure belongs to Ore-sama, especially with a beautiful lady such as yourself," The boy smirked and took her hand, planting a chaste kiss on her knuckles.

Harumi stiffened but tried not to show it, somehow keeping the curve of her lips from faltering. She did have to keep up appearance at places like this, and she knew Atobe could kick her out of the business with a snap of his fingers, and she really didn't want that. She had a dog to feed at her apartment and bills to pay!

"I'll leave you two kids alone to talk," Akahashi laughed and turned, looking for someone else to mingle with.

"Ore-sama believes it is quite suffocating in this ballroom, wouldn't you agree?" He asked the girl beside him.

The silver haired girl nodded in response, "It is pretty crowded in here, now." Her previous tight etiquette was slipping a little, feeling only a little more comfortable knowing the boy before her was the same age as she, although infinitely more powerful.

The young man bowed only a little and lent his arm to her, "Allow Ore-sama to escort you to the balcony. It is much cooler there."

She did just that, taking his arm lightly and letting him guide her to the nearest balcony. Once they reached it, she took a deep breath and exhaled, "It feels amazing out here..." she said softly, closing her eyes and feeling a soft breeze brush against her cheeks.

"Ore-sama goes here when these parties are too unbearable after about three hours of endless conversation," He leaned against the balcony, examining the girl before him, "Ore-sama can tell that you are not quite used to this atmosphere, Kojima-san."

The said girl shook her head, her previous straight and proper posture slumping a little, "Not at all, Atobe-san," she glanced over at him, "Is it okay to talk casually with you...?" She questioned, being cautious and not wanting to say the wrong thing.

"Of course, Kojima-san. It is not as if Ore-sama is one of those balding men inside. Ore-sama's hair will never look like that."

At that, Harumi just had to laugh. She covered her mouth quickly but giggles could still be heard from behind it.

"I'm just an everyday citizen, Atobe-san," She explained, "Being here with such...high class people was definitely a big turn around from the norm. I'm used to going to and listening to small, short meetings and what not, but this place...it just took me by surprise. It's my first time at such a place, seeing that I've only been working for Akahashi-san for about two years."

Atobe chuckled deeply, "Ore-sama has grown up in this type of environment, it is all but normal to Ore-sama, and Ore-sama will be inheriting it and continuing such lifestyle."

She wasn't quite sure if he was bragging or just stating the facts. Whatever it was, Harumi was glad that she didn't have to be apart of it 24/7.

"Ore-sama believes he has seen someone similar to you before, but can not recall. What high school did you go to previously, arn~" He questioned, crossing his arm and trying to figure out where he's seen similar features before.

The teal eyed girl blinked and stared at him cluelessly "Well, I went to Rikkaidai during middle school as well as high school," Atobe said nothing and stared intensely at her, showing that he was still listening, "You play tennis, right Atobe-san?" He nodded and before he could go off on a tangent of how amazing he was, she quickly continued, "My cousin is Nioh, Masaharu. We have different last names because my mom is Masaharu's dad's sister."

It all made sense. Atobe nodded in confirmation, now remembering where else he had seen that hair color, "Ore-sama takes it that you and Nioh don't have the same personality, per-say," he laughed deeply to himself, thinking about the time Nioh had invaded the Hyotei grounds and put a lizard down Oshitari's pants. As long as he was not the target, he had no objections to torturing Oshitari every now and then.

She snickered, a sly smile appearing on her face, "I wouldn't say that now, Atobe-san. Even though I'm not a trickster like Masaharu, I am quite cunning in my own way~"

"Arn, is that so..."

"Once you get to know me a bit better, you'll see."

And like that, they spent the rest of the night talking on that balcony. May it be Atobe going off on his amazing tennis skills and how his eternal rival was some guy named Tezuka that Harumi didn't even know, or how their college life at Tokyo University was like. They enjoyed each others company, and despite his overbearing nature, Harumi found herself having fun with the young heir.

From afar, an elder woman smiled gleefully, glad to see that her son had kept the young girl entertained for the entire night.

"Maybe this will be the one~" She sighed happily, loving the game of matchmaker.

"Honey, what are you doing," a deep voice questioned. Atobe senior slipped an arm around the waist of said woman and gave her a meaningful stare.

"Nothing, just trying to push Keigo in the right direction," She responded simply.

Atobe senior felt the sudden urge to slap his hand to his forehead. Of course, he didn't. He couldn't do such things in a public gathering like this.

The man followed his wife's gaze to the balcony where he could see his son speaking to a young lady. She looked charming from where he was standing, and wondered if this was possibly a girl that would allow his son to finally settle down.

A/N: Hello! This is the first story I've posted on fanfiction. I haven't written stories in a while, so please be patient with me. Just a heads up, this story is not going to be very long, maybe 10 chapters at most. I realized from the past that I could never finish writing long stories, so I'm just going to stick to a shorter one. I know shorter stories tend to develop much faster than necessary, so I'm sorry if that happens. Other than that, I hope you guys enjoy reading!