April 7, 20XX, 6:30 AM.

Good morning. We just got out of the house, and now, I am inside bro's car. It's goddamn cold here. It's like I'm in Antarctica or something. Santa and his elves could be working on my gift somewhere inside this car.

Why does he love the air-con so much? It's not even that hot. In fact, the weather's just fine.

Well, he should just marry the air conditioner, since he's already twenty-four years old and single. I wonder what kind of babies they will have. Heh.

Anyway, today is my first day of school. I'm now a middle school student! Yaaay. Wooo.

April 7, 20XX, 6:33 AM.

I don't want to go to that boring ceremony. Like, seriously, no. But since my brother splashed a bottle of cold water on my face and dragged outside my room and threw me into the bathtub (with my clothes still on), I didn't have any other choice but to go to my new school. I don't want to test his patience anymore. He could've done... well, a lot worse than that.

Uuurrrk.

April 7, 20XX, 6:45 AM.

I still can't get over the feeling I had the first time I went to this school. Teikou Middle School is hella huge. And it looks fancy. Buildings painted white. Clean environment. Plus, it's wide enough to accommodate thousands of students but still looking good. Like a pregnant mom but still looking fabulous.

I'm now heading to the school's gym for the school entrance ceremony with my bro. Big bro/Chiaki-nii-san shall be acting as my guardian. My parents are working abroad, and my other three big brothers are also busy with their own jobs. So, yeah, I am stuck with Chia-

"Chihiro, turn off your phone now."

Once Chihiro finished typing a few words into her phone (or what she'd like to call DiaPhone, a combination for diary and phone), she quickly closed it and slid it into the pocket of her skirt. Frantic, she ran towards her brother's side, and remained silent until they got inside the school's gym.

Disappointed that she couldn't open her phone in the gym, she sighed inwardly. She'd have to concentrate, control herself and wait for the ceremony to finish until she could use it again.

Well, that was if she could really control herself. Sometimes, her hand would move on its own as if it was possessed by a ghost, and she would just find herself typing and all.

('Okay, that was a joke. Like that could ever happen.')

(No, wait, maybe it could happen. Why? It was because on the most recent thing she read on the internet, hands could even strangle its owner. It was like strangling yourself or something like that.)

(Well, not everything on the internet was true anyway.)

('But, still.')

The ceremony would last for more than an hour, and an hour without her DiaPhone was like a year without it. She could go insane if the principal would recite his speech as fast as the combined speed of a grandpa slug and a thousand-year-old tortoise.

Once again, she sighed inwardly.

Ah, she just wished she could skip this boring part of the day. She just wanted to spend time with her precious DiaPhone, and if she could marry it, everyone could live happily ever after.

April 7, 20XX, 7:30 AM.

Holy shit, the principal is not yet finished with his speech. Is he like some sort of wizard with magic powers? Just how long does he want to do that when half of the crowd is already asleep? Did he put a sleeping spell on them?

I'm also getting a bit drowsy now, too, damn it.

April 7, 20XX, 8:00 AM.

Guess who won the award for not falling asleep during the principal's speech? Not me, of course. I fell asleep three minutes after I typed the last entry. Good thing no one noticed my phone is almost sliding off of my skirt. (Thank God, no one noticed the little pool on the side of my mouth, too.)

Oh, I would like to congratulate the green-haired guy next to me. He didn't fall asleep at all! I think he's immunised to the principal's spell. Nice. Or maybe he's just grumpy he couldn't sleep at all. I mean, look at that frown. Damn, he would've look really good if he wasn't frowning like that. Totally my type. He-he.

April 7, 20XX, 8:15 AM.

Some guy from our grade is now making his speech, and surprisingly, he is not as boring as I think he is when he appears before the podium and starts giving his speech. I don't know; I just don't feel bored right now. (Maybe it's because I just woke up, and I regained stamina from my sleep.)

Apparently, he is the dude who got the highest score on our entrance exam here at Teikou Midle School. His name is, um... Aka-something-something-juuro? (I wasn't focusing when the announcer called his name out. I was busy trying to find my brother in the crowd of parents and old students. I couldn't find him. He might be in the restroom or something.)

Well, whatever his name is, maybe he's one super genius to get the highest score and all. A perfect score? That's just... wow, is he still human? Or did he trade his brain for a super CPU?

I mean, I had a hard time answering the questions in the entrance exam. It covered mostly about English, Math and Science, and I happened to suck at those two last subjects. (Chiaki-nii-san and I did all-nighters, and I didn't sleep two days before the entrance exam day because big bro forced me to memorize all those formulas I could never use in real life and inhale those facts and science stuffs that I won't probably find useful for my future job.)

Anyway, since I didn't exactly catch his name, I'm going to call him 'smart, red sea urchin' because, well, he is smart, and he has spiky red hair. Like a red sea urchin.

April 7, 20XX, 8:30 AM.

Wow, the sea urchin's speech is pretty short. ('Smart, red sea urchin' is too long so I decided to call him 'sea urchin' only.) Good, good. He knows everyone will doze off if he continues his speech for more than fifteen minutes. If he ever ran for student council president, I'd vote for him.

Old students are now singing the school's song. Someone who has an extremely loud voice isn't harmonizing with the rest, and it makes me want to choke them and let wolves rip off their vocal chords and throw them into the Pacific Ocean. I'm not kidding.

April 7, 20XX, 8:45 AM.

We are now heading to our classroom, and guess what? One of the most amaaazing things happened to my life!

My brother will be my home room and Math teacher!

Greeaat. Beautifuuul. Wooonderful.

Yes, I know he is teaching in Teikou Middle School, which is one of the reasons why my parents and older brothers want me to enter this school so someone can watch over me and make sure I don't screw things up, but what I do not know is that that guy will be my teacher!

How lucky can I get today?

I mean, I do love my brother - he is my acting mother and father for the past three years - but having him as my teacher is equal to Satan forcing his slaves to -

Once the new 1-A students settled on their seats, they all went quiet as soon as their home room teacher started explaining what the students could expect for this year's activities and annual festivals. While all of them listened tentatively to their teacher, Chihiro silently sulked at the corner of the room. Her phone got confiscated by her own brother, and for the nth time, she cursed him for being her guardian and teacher.

Things would be really complicated for her this year. To think that this was just her first year here in Teikou, how worse could things get for her on the next two years?

Chihiro just wished a giant tsunami hit their classroom, and the rest of humanity would get wiped out like cleaning a dirty dish with a liquid soap.

April 7, 20XX, 10:30 AM.

Just got my baby back.

I am now sitting underneath a cherry blossom tree. Heh. I look like one of those heroines from a shoujo manga. You know? Girl sitting under a sakura tree, waiting for her middle school romance, specifically the guy next to her during the entrance ceremony, to come and take her to her happily ever after? Yeah, no.

But damn, I feel beautiful right now. (Stop laughing. Just let me be, okay?)

April 7, 20XX, 10:32 AM.

Oh, in case you are wondering if someone talked to me earlier, my answer would be no because I am sitting far, far away from my brother and most of the class, and the one sitting next to me is a, uh, giant.

I'm not kidding. The dude next to me is literally a giant.

According to my godly estimation skills, he's about more than six feet. Right now, I look like an eight-year-old kid right next to him. I'm like five feet only, and I'm quite intimidated by his height. Yeah, I practically chickened out. I mean, how is that even possible? How did he grow into the size of Takeuchi-nii-san, my 26-year-old brother?

Eh, maybe it just runs in their family. Or, one of his parents is a giant. Or, he drank the drink Alice got from Wonderland, and he never went back to his normal size. Or -

I should probably stop now because I see a suspicious-looking person heading towards me and I don't do drugs.

April 7, 20XX, 10:40 AM.

Currently walking around the school. It's like I'm in a festival becauseit's noisy here. Various clubs have their own booths and stands, and they are inviting students to join their groups.

I just saw giant purple-head with a bunch of second years and third years trying to get him into their club. Hoooh. He looks as bored and passive as he was back in our classroom, but I think he's getting kinda annoyed with all those bees buzzing around him.

April 7, 20XX, 10:42 AM.

Did Adonis and Prince Charming get a child? Or is he just second coming of the beautiful Narcissus? Because, mama mia, I think I just saw him. Is he real, or is he just one of my imaginations again?

Okay, it's not like I am in love with him or anything. I don't do the 'love-at-first-sight' thing. I admit he's pretty and all, because, wow, God, A++ for you. You did one hell of a job on this Golden Adonis. He's even prettier than me or those girls flocking around him.

Oh, well.

There goes another person that's impossible for me to reach.

(Plus, I already have my broccoli prince from earlier. He's already enough. But, I don't mind owning a harem. Just kidding.)

April 7, 20XX, 11:00 AM.

On my way to home now. I don't want to wait for my brother, and I just want to go back in my room to play video games with Naomi-san, our caretaker.

Oh, I didn't join any clubs, by the way. Why?

First of all, most of the clubs in Teikou are about sports, and I'm not very much of an athletic student. I'd pass out if I did exercises for more than an hour. Okay, I am kidding about that. I have asthma, though. I still do P.E. class, but the teacher always makes me take a break. They're afraid my asthma might attack me at any moment when I clearly told them I took my medicine and I have my inhaler with me.

I just don't want to join any club related to sports. I didn't get to see any bands in Teikou, and the music club is just - I don't know. I don't want to join that club. I'm can play guitars, and I'm not even that good at it.

Once Chiaki-nii-san finds out about this, ah...

I shall start typing my will, then.

April 8, 20XX, 9:00 AM.

Great, my first class is my brother's subject, which happens to be the one I hate the most.

Mathematics; one of Satan's most evil inventions.

I forgot to mention we had a seating arrangement yesterday (it was decided through a raffle), and I don't know if this is luck or not, but I am still next to purple giant. I asked Chiaki-nii-san about him, and I found out his name is Mura-something-bara Atsushi (I remembered his name because of the word 'sushi', which I am very much fond of.) His parents are trying to murder his tongue, I am sure of it. His name is a mouthful.

(Like my name. Chihiro Shirokawa. I always end up biting my tongue when I say it out loud. Happens to me all the time.)

Oh, and remember Golden Adonis? He's actually my classmate. He's seating two chairs in front of me, and damn, his blond hair is glowing in the sunlight. I am starting to think he's not entirely human.

Anyway, I will now close my phone, for my brother just shot me a sharp glare that clearly said, "Put that back in your bag or I'll destroy it."

I still value my phone and my life so...

Later then.

April 8, 20XX, 10:30 AM.

P.E. class. We only did basic exercises. Don't worry, my asthma didn't attack (he-he, attack. I am starting to like that word.). I drank medicine today. I am on my way to the changing room now. I want to take a shower; but unfortunately, we only have ten minutes to change back into our regular uniforms. Damn it.

This is also why I hate P.E. class. I always end up getting sweaty and sticky and all. I feel like a, uh, pineapple. I hate it.

April 8, 20XX, 10:45 AM.

Third period is Music. Yeyeyeyeyeyey.

Our teacher is an old woman, and unlike the old teachers I had before, this one seems fun. She's all smiles and flowers and rainbows and unicorns. She's plain adorable. I wonder how scary she'll be if she ever gets mad, though. They say when the nicest of people gets pissed off, hell will set loose. (I want to see that someday.)

About five minutes ago, Himawari-sensei told us to go in front of the class, and we will tell something about ourselves. It's now Mura's turn. (Purple giant's alternate name is 'Mura', which is also short for his long-ass name.) Does his facial expression ever change?

April 8, 20XX, 10:48 AM.

I just got back here on my seat, and holy shit, Himawari-sensei made me sing. Aaaaahhhhh. Whyyyy?

For some reason, everyone's terrified of me, though. It's like I just did three back flips and a split with a knife between my teeth.

April 8, 20XX, 11:43 AM.

Science, science. We meet again, my arch nemesis. This year, I will win against you. I will definitely get the highest in this class. I will win back my former glory and rise again. Mark my words, science. Mark my words.

April 8, 20XX, 11:45 AM.

I GIVE UP. I GIVE UP. I CAN'T DO IT. I DON'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING. I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY WE HAVE TO STUDY THE SPEED OF A BALL WHEN YOU DROP IT FROM A BUILDING.

April 8, 20XX, 12:30 PM.

Lunch break! I am eating by myself, but occasionally, some of my classmates approach me. They know about me being our homeroom and Math teacher's sister, and now, they are asking me things about Chiaki-nii-san.

Apparently, he is popular with the female students here at Teikou because 1. He's young; he's only 24 years old, 2. He's single, and 3. He is, uh, as handsome as a celebrity from a TV show (...? PFFT! If only these girls see him in the middle of the night. He looks like an ugly, drunk geezer.)

I have to hold back my laughter throughout the whole conversation.

April 8, 20XX, 12:40 PM.

I still have 50 minutes 'til my next class. I'm at the back of the school where it's quiet, and there are only a few people here. Oh, I see Golden Adonis with his pretty hair swishing with the air like some kind of a bishounen from a shoujo , by the way, he is currently surrounded by more than five girls. Again.

I wonder if he already ate lunch, though. Eh, probably, not. Ha-ha. Well, that's what you get when you are way too beautiful and popular. Blame Genetics.

April 8, 20XX, 1:15 PM.

I found a stray kitten! (I don't know how it got in, but that's okay. I mean, maybe this thing's actually a prince who got cursed by a witch and is now in search for his one true love.) Good thing I bought milk from the cafeteria. It seems to like it. Okay, now it likes me. It's licking my hand!

I'm going to name it Bun-bun. Heh.

April 8, 20XX, 1:30 PM.

Classical Literature for 5th period. Tanaka-sensei has an extremely boring voice. Like our principal, he is a wizard who uses his powers to curse students and make them fall into a deep sleep. I need to maximize my willpower to fight sleep!

April 8, 20XX, 2:15 PM.

I fell asleep. God, damn it. Moreover, I just found it we have homework to do. The girl behind me, Kiku-something-san (I am not very good with names), told me I am grouped with two students who also fell asleep.

For some reason, my head told me, "You're totally fucked, Chihiro."

So, yeah, I asked her who my groupmates were, and she told me their names. I wasn't familiar with them, and bless this girl for her kindness, she pointed them for me. And -

What are the odds...? My groupmates are purple giant and Golden Adonis.

Huh.

Now I know why I am fucked.

April 8, 20XX, 3:00 PM.

Last period is English, and it's all about grammar and spelling! Oh, and this is my favourite subject! Woo! Our teacher seems okay, and he's very good at speaking in English! Thank God, this class will be good!

April 8, 20XX, 3:30 PM.

Classes already ended, and purple giant is with me; he's sitting right next to me without a care in the world. He's eating two boxes of Pockey, and in his arms are more various snacks he probably bought from the vending machine hours ago. I am having a major mindfuck right now. Just how much can this guy eat? And, gods, will he get a stomach ache from those foods?

Anyway, we are here waiting for Golden Adonis to finish his, uh, business with the ladies. He told us to stay here on the bench to wait for him. He said he would be finished after five minutes, but ten minutes had already passed and the bastard was still talking with the girls.

I should probably go there now.

"A-ah, sorry, guys! It took longer than I thought!"

Just as Chihiro closed her phone, the blond was already back. Sighing, she felt silently relieved that she didn't have to drag his ass back to them. That would've been quite embarrassing for the two of them, but what could she do? Golden Adonis was getting on her nerves for not getting rid of those girls on time. She wanted to get over the matter as soon as possible and go back into her haven (or, in other words, her room), but the guy just had to prioritize his fans over their homework.

Although he apologized, Chihiro would be damn happy if she got to punch him hard in the gut.

"So, do you guys know what we are going to do?"

Her momentary urge to beat the hell out of this blond suddenly disappeared as soon as she heard his question.

For a few seconds, Chihiro went quiet.

Nervousness kept on attacking her insides, but when she tried to ask for help to the purple giant beside her, he didn't look like he heard anything from their other group mate. He hardly spared them a glance, and he just kept stuffing snacks into his mouth.

She screamed internally. This was why she was totally fucked.

April 8, 20XX, 3:45 PM.

Making my way downtown, walking fast, faces pass, and I'm home bound!

(Vanessa Carlton's 'Thousand Miles', yo. Such a nice song, it is. )

Thankfully, we figured out what we were going to do. Thanks to one of Kise's girls (I found out Golden Adonis' name is actually Kise, but unfortunately, that's the only think I can remember about his name because God gave me a brain which can't memorize people's names properly), we were going to answer a few questions Tanaka-sensei gave to us. The questions were from this poem (I forgot the title), and we have to read it before we can come up with answers.

Since Golden Adonis will be starting to work as a model today (not surprised there; he is model material anyway) and Mura has basketball practice (now that surprised me), we divided the questions among of us have three questions, and if we ever need help, we exchanged numbers and e-mails.

Gods, I was hoping I'd give my number or e-mail address to my very first friend, but those two got it first. They weren't even my friends. Ugh.

Looks like things aren't going according to my plan.

Greeeaaat, just great.

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Miyamura: I re-edit it. Not much changed, and a few things were also added. Hiro's still Hiro. Mura's still Mura. Kise's still Kise. guess who broccoli prince is!

If there are any errors or whatnot, please tell me! Let me know what you think, too! Thank you very much! :)

Edit: I'M SO SORRY ABOUT THE UPDATE I WAS GOING TO REPLACE CHAPTER ONE I ACCIDENTALLY ADDED A NEW CHAPTER I AM SO SORRY

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke or its characters. Fujimaki Tadatoshi does. Cover picture by takenaka.