Crap, crap, crap, crap, and MEGA CRAP! My dad is going to freak out when he finds out I'm late for the exam! This is my one chance. I can't –no matter what –fail! I thought to myself, as I was running as fast as I can, breathing very hard, with my sides starting to ache. I can't stop now, I'm almost there. C'mon, I can do it! I was passing the local park and that was when I tripped. On nothing. Not even a little pebble. I swore under my breath. Oh, just great. I thought to myself. When the great poltergeist just about makes it, over taken by the determination and adrenaline, the star was suddenly stopped from tripping on nothing. At least I still have my cap on, I thought while patting my head only to find my cap sitting right on there all snugly.

I brushed off the dust on me, and took a breath, trying to have swallowed enough air to make the final sprint.

"Ano…" said a voice. I spun to see who belonged to the voice; it was a female teen with a little girl. "Ano…. Can you help me find this girl's okasama?"

The teen had big innocent orange-green eyes like a cat, and short reddish-orange almost pink hair. She was on the short side, with me only being a few centimeters taller than her (and yes I am short).

I had no time, it was either I do a good deed and regret on not going to the exam, or going to the exam and regretting not helping the little girl find her mom. Either way it was a lose-lose situation, so I agreed to help them.

We agreed for the two of them to wait at the park while I look for her mother. It took me a while but I finally found a woman frantically looking for something –no someone.

"Moshi Moshi," I said to the woman, "are you looking for your child?"

She nodded, slowly, probably thinking if I was a kidnapper wanting a ransom.

"I found your child; she's at the park, c'mon."

…

The reunion was very sweet but I missed it because I was searching for the little girl's umbrella. Sighing, I went back empty handed. When I went back to the park, both the mother and the little girl were gone.

"Don't worry, I gave her my umbrella," said the short haired girl. "My name is Nanami Haruka." She looked at me to give her my name.

My name? I'm supposed to give her my name? What's my name? Grrr... I better think fast.

"Daiki. My name is Aroe Daiki," I said a little too quickly, giving Nanami my biggest grin ever.

"…" she looked at me with those big yolky eyes. "…"

God, I pray she doesn't figure it out, please, not so soon. Not so soon. It's too early for me to be found out!

"… Nice to meet you, Aroe-San."

I mentally had a huge sigh of relief.

That's when I remembered about the exam. "Oh god, I have to go, I'm going to be late."

"Me too!"

"Where do you have to go?" I asked.

"To take the exam to enter Saotome Academy," she said in a hurry.

"Really? Me too."

And there we are running for our lives to the exam.

Man now I'm really glad that I didn't tell her the truth.

I noticed after a while that Nanami was way way behind me. She was gasping for air like crazy.

"I-I'm sorry… go on. You... can still make it," she said wheezing.

"No way. You're out of your mind if you think I'm going to go on without you," I stated.

"But I can't run anymore."

A smirk danced on my lips. "Who said you have to run?"

She was just about to ask what I was talking about, but I was already lifting her up bridal style and sprinting like crazy to the entrance.

In 3 seconds flat we got there.

We were in front of the gate guarded by two security men.

I gently put Nanami down onto the snowy floor.

She looked a little pale so I asked, "Are you okay Nanami-Chan?" looking into her eyes with worry.

Nanami looked up, meeting me in the eyes and slightly blushed. "Eto… I'm fine… are you alright? You were really fast; I hope I wasn't too heavy."

I waved my hand as a dismissal. "Nah, you weren't heavy at all, besides it's been awhile since I ran like that. Running while carrying a girl bridal style, I mean," I said a slight smile dancing on my lips. "I have to say, that was a first."

This time she definitely blushed and looked away. "A-Arigato, Aroe-Kun. I'm allowed to call you Aroe-Kun, right?"

I smiled when she called me as 'Aroe-Kun' and not 'Aroe-San.' "Of course you can. I would be happy if you did."

"Excuse me, but why are you two here?" asked one of the security men.

"Oh, we're both here to take the exam," I said with my nicest tone.

"You're late, no excuses. We do not except tardiness."

"Please …please. I have to take that exam," pleaded Nanami.

The other one swung his arm sideways and said, "Just forget it. It's academy policy that no one is allowed in the building past the set time."

I glared at them. "Look, we just want to take the exam, we can't possibly be that late. Even if we are, we are not leaving until we are able to get a chance to take the exam, this year."

Nanami kept her politeness, "Please…I … I have to take that test!" she exclaimed rushing to one of the guards and gripping his coat with her hands. "I want to study music here at Saotome Academy!"

"Hey, let go of me!" said the guard pushing Nanami away, making her slip and fall backwards on her butt onto the ground.

"Just give up and go home," he told her. "And that goes for you too," he said to me.

Anger built up inside of me. Just as I see a red- haired boy help Nanami up, I karate kicked the guard's hat off. I guess it was the scene of seeing a girl being pushed down that triggered me.

"Let us in, or else your hat won't be the only thing I knock off of you," I hissed through my clenched teeth, while grabbing onto the guy's collar.

The security guard backed off nervously then said to the red-head, "Who are you?" possibly just trying to change the subject or he was nervous to hell and –possibly –scarred for life because of me.

"An examinee," he said. "Oi, you can see how badly they want it, why not let them in? They're late but there's still thirty minutes until the test starts." Wow. He has such a kind, nice, and gentle personality and tone.

He was around fifteen years old and had –obviously –red hair (but it was messy), his eye is about the same colour as his hair, and was about five feet and nine inches (one hundred and seventy-five centimeters). He looked a little bit familiar to me…

"We can't do it," said one of them.

The other one said, "Late is late. Being less than punctual proves that they don't belong at Saotome Academy. I can't, and nor I will change the rule for them especially since he threatened my partner." Of course he pointed at me.

Both the red-head and Nanami looked defeated while I felt like punching both of the guards unconscious. Just then a new male voice spoke up through the depression.

"That depends on the reason doesn't it?" we all turned and saw a black limousine parked, and the driver coming out holding an umbrella for a young male coming out of the limousine since it was snowing.

The young male wore an expensive fur lined winter coat with an orange-toned hair colour that is between light and dark with cool light blue eyes. His hair reached to his neck and his bangs go across his right eye. Also one of his ears is pierced. He had mature qualities to him with a smooth-melodic voice, which I would guess he looked around to be seventeen and was about six feet. I stared at him longer than I should have. Could he… no he can't be…

"This young lady and gentleman are late –," he said waving a hand to refuse the umbrella that the driver was holding onto for him. "–because they stopped to help a lost child." He paused as if for effect and walked towards us. "If I had known this little lamb and her companion had an exam today, I would have given them a lift."

He stopped next to us and in front of the guards. "You see, that girl lost her umbrella," he said revealing a pink umbrella. How did he know about the lost little girl and about Nanami's umbrella? He continued, "Don't worry though, I bought her a new one, and she seems to like it." Nanami blinked at him and he handed the umbrella to her as a gift. "In my opinion, people like them who help a lost child in this bitter weather, is exactly what this school needs."

The red head chimed in, "Exactly, so let them take the test."

"Please," Nanami said desperately.

I joined in. "You heard what we all have to say, let us in and take those exams!"

"…Yes…?" I heard, as one of the officers were talking on their phones while the red head and Nanami were still pleading.

"…Yes…?" he repeated again.

After a moment they all realized what was happening and we all kept our eyes on the officer who was talking on the phone with curiosity.

"… uh, of course, understood…" he hanged up and looked at us. "It's okay. You two can go in."

"Then…" Nanami said.

"… That means we can..." I said continuing on her sentence.

He continued, " They're making an exception. You two can take the test."

At the end of his sentence I was so ecstatic and so was Nanami and red head. I can't believe it. I'm actually getting an extra chance. Now I definitely can't fail. I thought to myself while wearing my victory face on.

"Thank you so much," Nanami exclaimed, bowing, and smiling.

"Thanks…" I mumbled, bowing awkwardly. Man, I still have to get used to how they work back here again.

"You two did it," said the perked up, smiling from ear to ear, red head.

Nanami bowed at each of the guys, thanking them and all that. While I followed what she was doing but just a whole lot more awkwardly.

I saw the red head, still smiling of course (man, his smile is contagious), putting a hand on the orange head and said, "You've got a way with words."

It was meant as a compliment, I'm sure of it, but richy there brushed him off then laid both hands on Nanami's shoulder. "Good luck on the exam, little lamb. Let's meet again in April, okay?" then he gave her a flirtatious wink. All Nanami could do was look at him.

As he said his last sentence both me and the red head shared the same knowing look: this guy is a flirt! That's right, I thought nervously, there's no way this guy can be him. He's just too flirty. If it was him I might die, but it's not! I mean he doesn't even have the same hairdo as him. So, ha ha ha ha…

Although… the red head looks familiar… maybe it's just his hairdo.

"Well, if we can take the exam, let's hurry in then, Nanami- Chan!" I said excitingly tugging on her coat sleeve to the Academy.

"Let's all do our best," said the red head with a big smile holding a peace sign out to us.

Nanami smiled, "Yes!"

I couldn't help but smile too. "Good luck, to you too," I said to the red head.

He looked surprised but answered with a grin.

…

I took the conductor's test first, which took about two hours, then I sprinted to the idol test. No one was there except for the judges. I was last. I took a shooky breath then headed in to the recording booth.

One judge said, "Name please."

"A-Aroe Daiki," I said stuttering, I haven't been that nervous in ages, I guess it's because my chance at a career as both a composer and idol will have to rely on this audition.

"You may begin," said the second judge.

I took a deep breath as the intro of the song plays and then I sang. I didn't know if I did well or terrific or horrible, but all I know is that I just sang and went with the flow of the song. When I started to open my mouth to sing the song over took me and I just sang. Just sang. I remembered that I was smiling at the middle of the song remembering the contagious smile of the red head's. I was dismissed, but I could see a hint of sparkle in every one of the judges' eyes.

…

I MADE IT! Whoo hoo! I can't believe it! And it's all thanks to the kind boys back at the gate helping both me and Nanami. We both successfully passed and are now students at Saotome Academy. Saotome Academy is a pristine boarding school of performing arts. I hope that by going here I will be taking a big leap to a career as Idol and partially a composer. I just love the idea of singing for others, and making music once and a while will expand my career as well. It took a while to beg Saotome, but he agreed, since I just want to mainly focus on being an idol. I would be doing composing work as extra, and this is the school where I would attend for a year hoping to fulfill my dream.

Today is the start of the cherry blossoms showering everywhere for the first day of school and the entrance ceremony. I didn't really know everyone, and when I spotted Nanami I left her be because she was talking to her friend and roommate Shibuya Tomochika.

Shibuya-San has darkish-pink wavy long hair with a braided lock on the left. Her eyes are a pinkish-purple, almost like magenta. Along with her look she wears baby pink lipstick. She's pretty tall compared to both me and Nanami-Chan being five feet and four inches (one hundred and sixty-three centimeters).

They were having a good chat and I didn't want to interrupt them, so I found a spot where I could sit and looked at my notes for everything I need to know about my daily life at Saotome Academy from here on out. I first looked at which class I am in. I'm in A class, the same class as Nanami and Shibuya. Next I looked at who would be my roommates, or so I heard roommates since I was late and the Academy was already out of rooms which were full for the boy's side, so they had to put me in a room for three. I looked at the sheet and did a double take, then a quadruple take. There, printed in bold letters were the names Kurusu Syo and Shinomiya Natsuki. No, it can't be! It must be a coincidence, there's no way those two would be here and be roommates with me. There's no way. No way.

No matter how many times I looked at the sheet it still had those two names above mine. I'm screwed, I'm so screwed. No! get a hold of yourself. Just focus on the task at hand and pretend you never knew who they were. I never knew who my roommates were up until now because I got so excited and nervous that I just dumped my bags onto a bed in the room and haven't returned to it since.

As I was nervously panicking, the announcer's voice came through the speakers. "Well, everyone, welcome to the Saotome Academy entrance ceremony. First, an address from the headmaster."

I was glad to have found a distraction and happily looked up at the stage where the announcer was talking.

The announcer looked up from his paper and looked around for the headmaster to come out. But I had a feeling we were going to get a big entrance from Saotome-Sama himself.

There were murmurs of curiosity as people turned their heads to look for him. Then a voice chuckled and said, "Anyone who doesn't know love, don't even think to speak of songs! Just leave here at once!"

This time, even I searched around for him, just then a voice broke out, "S-someone's over there!"

That's when I spotted a shadowy figure standing on one of the towers. Light revealed a male in an extravagant costume with a mask. He laughed. "The beating of the heart is the first source of music!" he then jumped off the tower, did a summersault and dived down. But in the angle of light I'm seeing him in, I could see a barely visible harness attached to him. He stopped midway and bounced up and down saying, "The headmaster is me, Shining Saotome! Welcome to Saotome Academy, or rather, to this shining world!" he did a crazy pose, did a few three-sixties and landed on the stage with his costume off, wearing a light magenta suit, posing.

"Music is love!" He then boogied down to the music which sang his name. Oh, lord. Now I'm going to have nightmares. I thought as I looked at the horrifying image of a grownup man boogying down.

He then grabbed a microphone and exclaimed, "Come now, soul! Enshrine it!" He twirled the microphone (with the microphone stand) above his head saying, "Put your whole soul into the song!" he finally slammed the stand down. "Make your life bloom! Shine ever brighter, people!" holding his index finger up to make a point.

He rose from the ground and hovered-walked out of our sights, shouting, "Congratulations on your acceptance here! Thank you!" his background music also faded away.

Confetti and colored spotlights were everywhere. Some got in my mouth, and I swear some got in my ear too. Everyone was astonished by his performance and were cheering loudly at the festivity.

…

"He used to be the super idol, Shining Saotome," said Shibuya, explaining things to Nanami as I listened to them patiently. We were now in our class settling down. She continued, "It seems this school owes its existence to the super mega hit song "Owing to Love", which sold twenty million of CDs."

"Twenty million?!" asked Nanami, who was clearly astonished.

"You better believe it, Nanami-Chan. Without that song we wouldn't be here right now. I say, we owe Saotome-Sama a huge favour for the rest of our lives," I said while stretching my arms.

Shibuya nodded in agreement. "Anyway, from first to last, this school is first class."

We heard a gasp and as we turned around a familiar voice said, "That was you two." The red head stopped in front of us. "Alright! We're in the same class!"

"Thank you for helping us the day of the entrance exam," Nanami said, who stood up and bowed to him.

"Y- yeah… Arigato," I mumbled.

Shibuya hurried over to our side and examined the red head crossing her arms. "So this is lifesaver " 'A' "?"

" 'A' ?" whispered Nanami.

"Ah, I'm Ittoki Otoya. Nice to meet you two again," he said smiling holding his hand out for a handshake.

Wait… did he say Ittoki Otoya?! It can't be. But now that I look more closely he does look like him. Man, I should have known. He is exactly the same guy I met at the orphanage. I just hope he doesn't recognize me. At least we aren't sharing the same room.

Shibuya stepped forward still crossing her arms, startling Otoya. "I'm Shibuya Tomochika. Nice to meet you."

"I'm Nanami Haruka."

"Huh? Haruka-Chan, eh?!" he then looked at me.

"My name is Aroe Daiki," I stated looking straight into his eyes.

Otoya looked back at me, his smile gone. "A-Aroe?"

"Yes?"

"Do you by any chance have siblings?" he asked.

"No. I'm an only child."

He paused for a moment but his smile returned. "Anyhow, good thing you two were able to take the test."

Out of nowhere I heard a male voice yelled, "Elizabeth!" and in the corner of my eye I saw… I saw…

Anyway, he has wavy blonde hair with one lock that curls upwards to the top of his head. He wears oval lens glasses that frame his pretty green hue eyes. He was seventeen being six feet and two inches (one hundred and eighty-nine centimeters). He's grown since the last time I saw him. If he's here then where's…

Before I could finish my thought he was charging for Nanami and a blue haired guy took Nanami away from being tackled, and in her replacement was Otoya who was pushed. When Otoya got pushed, I got pushed and I fell down.

"Ite..." I said holding my cap down and rubbing my aching butt.

Although my butt hurts I couldn't help but laugh when Otoya was hugged by… well… anyway, it was a funny sight, and when the hugger noticed he got the wrong target, Otoya was already screaming, "Get off of me!" while kicking his foot wildly to knock him off.

"Huh?" the hugger said and let go of Otoya making him fall.

I caught a glimpse of the blue haired guy and I immediately felt nauseous. He was no doubt…

He has straight, dark blue hair, where his bang reaches down to his eyes. His eyes are a dark shade of purple with a beauty mark under his right eye. He and I were both sixteen with him being five feet and eleven inches (one hundred and eighty-one centimeters ). He seems upset, but I know he's not. He keeps too much of a calm expression. He's too stiff, but I could see him as an idol.

"That was close," he said.

Nanami realized she was too close to him and leaped away embarrassed. "T-Thank you."

"No need to thank me." He said.

"What was that about?!" said Shibuya to the hugger. "Somebody could have gotten hurt."

"She looks so much like Elizabeth that I lost it for a moment there…" he apologized.

I shook my head. He hasn't changed at all. The same as always.

"E-Eli…?" said Shibuya trying to say the name correctly.

"It's Elizabeth," I said, saying the name in perfect fluent English.

The hugger stared at me. There was a huge sparkle in his eyes, but he somehow contained it.

Nanami looked surprised. "I look like someone from another country?"

"No," he replied, "our family dog."

He suddenly got all dramatic. "Elizabeth, so tiny and cute! We've been apart ever since I moved into the dorm."

Then he presented a hand to her for a handshake. "I'm Shinomiya Natsuki. I love things that are small and cute."

"Oh, I'm Nanami," shaking his hand.

Nanami turned to look at her saviour from the hugging of doom; he looked away but said, "I'm Hijirikawa Masato.

She turned around to face him. "I'm Nanami Haruka. Nice to meet you," she said bowing.

"Since you're Natsuki, how about I call you "Na-Chan?"?" asked Otoya who recovered from his fall.

Natsuki pointed to himself and said slowly, "Na-Chan?" he then smiled and gave a giggle. "Na-Chan is cute, isn't it? I like it."

Shibuya started to laugh and Nanami joined too. I gave off a little smile. I knew I was going to have to give my name to them at some point but I would rather do it later than now.

Otoya then asked Masato, "For Masato, "Masa" is good, right?"

"Whatever you want," said Masato walking away to his desk.

"Masato-Kun is super-duper cute," exclaimed Natsuki.

At that point, even I let a laugh burst out of me. Even so, I watched Masato take a seat, facing towards us. I looked around our surroundings, after years of training in the martial arts you learn to watch your back and surroundings every few seconds or so.

"Noisy aren't they?" I heard one say.

"Totally," someone replied.

"Chattering on and on…" someone else said.

"How annoying," one declared.

I felt anger rising up in me. Who cares if we're chattering on and on? If you don't like it then don't listen. But the others were oblivious so I decided to pretend I didn't hear the rude comments.

Suddenly there was a loud snap that filled the room and all the curtains in the room dropped covering the windows resulting for the room to be dark. A trumpet greeting music was on, while coloured spotlights filled the room. Everyone looked around to see the transformation.

"Good morning-Pu," a voice announced.

A bright spotlight revealed the big top idol now a days, Tsukimiya Ringo.

He's a cross dresser, in which he normally wear a long, curly pink wig that goes down to his waist. He wore a long black-grey leggings and a long neck yellow sweater with sleeves. He was at the age of twenty-three and is around one hundred and seventy-three centimeters tall.

"Okay, okay, everyone, take your seats!" he announced saying it in a cutesy voice while clapping to get everyone`s attention.

"Tsukimiya Ringo?" exciting chatter about him went around the room, as we listened to him and took our seats.

"What a superstar idol!"

"Cute!"

He continued on, "I'm the very picture of a maiden, Tsukimiya Ringo! I'm in charge of A class here!" he winked. "Call me Ringo-Sensei! It's a pleasure to meet you!" then he blew a kiss to everyone with a wink.

Shibuya said to us, "Even right in front of us, you can't tell he's a man, you know?!"

Nanami nearly jumped out of her seat. "Eh! That person is a man?!"

"Nanami-Chan, don't tell me you never heard of him, have you?" I asked slowly, afraid of what the answer might be.

All of a sudden Ringo-Sensei appeared in front of Nanami's desk and one palm was slammed down on her desk while the other was on his hip.

"You haven't heard of Tsukimiya Ringo?!" he asked with an irked face and tone on. He leaned closer to Nanami, who now had a very nervous face on. "You need impact to be a hit on TV! Isn't that common sense?"

He walked away leaving a shocked Nanami to process it.

"You really didn't know him?" asked Shibuya as if Nanami was joking about it all.

Nanami snapped out of it. "Actually… we don't have a TV in our house…"

"Huh?! Does your family live in a cave?!"

I sighed. "Shibuya-Chan, don't be like that. There was a time before humans used TV too you know?"

"Yeah, but… No TV?! I think that's just crazy."

As Ringo-Sensei talked about how we're the top zero point five percent that passed the exam. Shibuya explained who he was to the clueless Nanami. "These days. He's the talk of the town. He's a guy."

"…So welcome to Saotome Academy!" he proclaimed. "As you all know very well, Saotome Academy is a vocational school dedicated to cultivating idols and composers who write songs for them. Our facilities and environment are also fabulous! Every single homeroom teacher here is a working idol! All of the other teachers are famous, first rate poets and composers! If you distinguish yourself, you may just be in for a major debut! So with that in mind, I hope you are all raring to go!"

…

It was time for lunch and I was supposed to eat with Nanami and Shibuya but this place was so huge, I got lost several times, especially since I was trying to find my lunch card. After a while of searching I found it deep in my pocket (which I swore at that, since I spent thirty-four minutes trying to find it) and I sprinted to the cafeteria. I looked around at the cafeteria and saw Nanami.

"Nanami!" I said waving to her.

She waved back with her lunch card in her hand, but she wasn't looking where she was walking and tripped. I moved an inch; about to call Nanami if she was okay, when I saw a short blonde boy caught Nanami's lunch card. I froze in place. After a while, I finally moved and walked to Nanami's side just as the boy handed her back the card.

"Thank you," she said receiving back her card.

"Are you okay Nanami-Chan?" I asked.

She nodded to signal she was okay.

The boy has blond hair which is shaded with pink that is parted on the right, and he has red bobby pins that kept the bangs out of his eyes. His eyes are blue, and both his ears are pierced with black nail polish on his finger nails. He wore clothing that made him out of place with the usual uniform. He wore a blue fedora with the Academy's crest on it with a few jangling bracelets on his wrist. He was fifteen years old, and is the same height as me if you took his fedora off. We were both five feet and three inches (one hundred and sixty-one centimeters).

The boy looked at me, as a reflex I pulled down my cap to avoid making eye contact.

"Careful there, Munchkin," said a voice behind the blonder.

"Munchkin?!" blonder exclaimed with a detection of anger.

"I had my eyes on this lady first," richy said as he walked towards us. Girls were murmuring excitingly as he passed them. He wore the uniform, but he wore a suit vest instead of a full suit with the top two buttons of his shirt opened to reveal a bit of his chest. Flirt alert right here people! Please back away slowly so I can put him out, maybe for two or three hours.

"Ren! My name ain't "Munchkin"!" the blonder said angrily pointed a finger at… Ren when he stopped in front of us.

So he has the same first name, it's still not him. I mean his last name could be different. But it's a 'could'. What if there was a chance he was… oh, god no.

"It's Kurusu Syo!" he yelled.

My stomach turned when he yelled his name out. Aw, man. Oh no. this means I AM going to be sharing a room with them. The two people who were inseparable since they were children.

"Eto," Nanami started, "thank you for helping me the day of the exam!"

Then richy said something that triggered my gag reflex. "Meeting you again must be fate."

Well to me, meeting you again must be a fluke. I knew he was saying it to Nanami, of course. But seriously, this guy!

"A flirt as always," says a voice coming from behind me this time.

Standing there was Masato. Ren walked up to him. "And as always, you're a stiff."

Shibuya came up running to us with a nervous expression. "W-what?! Life saver "B" is Jinguji Ren?!"

"Yes..." Nanami replied.

She said the one thing I was hoping no one would say about him. When she mentioned his full name I fully wanted to barf up right then. So he is here. He changed so much. What happened over the years? What happened between him and Masato? The air feels so tense when they're together.

I asked, "Yeah. Is there a problem? Do you…"

"Know him?" Nanami said finishing my sentence.

"I don't know him …he's famous! He's a scion of the Jinguji Financial Group!" she stated.

"Really?!" said a profound Nanami.

"You don't say," I said dryly. Mainly because I knew that Ren hates to be reminded of his family.

"And Hijirikawa Masato is a scion for the Hijirikawa Financial Group!" she explained.

"Whoa…"

"Which also means that they are 'rivals' in retrospect," I said, finishing the explanation of the relationship between the two.

"I didn't think the eldest Hijirikawa son would be in A class," Ren stated.

"Soon enough, I'll use my ability to turn things around," Masato answered.

Ren smirked. "Heh. I'm looking forward to it."

"When two scions meet, it's like the claws come out…" Shibuya said. "And on top of that, one of them is in S class, which is only for the highest achieving students."

After the heat died down, Nanami, Shibuya, and I ate our lunch at a table by ourselves.

Shibuya then spoke what was on her mind while drinking, "Even so …as might be expected of a gathering of idol hopefuls, the level of males here are off the charts, no offence to you Daiki-Kun."

"No offense taken, Shibuya-Chan," I replied.

"Just call me Tomo-Chan, and Haruka would like it if you call her by her first name too, right?"

Nanami gave a small nod, and then said. "What did you mean by level?"

Tomo settled her drink down and crossed her arms to continue. "It's tough being a girl when there are so many hot princes around. I guess you could say they're "Princes of Song". Or something like that… "

"Princes of Song…?" repeated Haruka.

"Yep. And Daiki-Kun, you're one of them," Tomo said to me.

I knitted my eyebrows, but now that she mentioned it, there were girls looking at me all funny. I thought I had something in my teeth or something.

"I don't know, Tomo-Chan –"I started.

Tomo interrupted. "You better believe it, Daiki-Kun. I hate to admit it to a friend, but you're pretty hot, you know? If you took that cap off and show your eyes, I think you'll look hotter."

Was it just me or did the room get warmer, because I could feel my face burning up. "I wouldn't say it like that…"

"But Haruka-Chan agrees too, right Haruka?"

I looked at Haruka and she gave me a slight nod, blushing, which made my face feel hotter than before.

…

I looked down at the sheet of paper then at the door right in front of me. Looks like I got the right one. But if the key fits in there is another matter! I inserted the key in and…. It fits! I twisted the key and opened the door opened. Finally, at last, hallelujah! It took me about four tries to get the right door. No one was in the room but me, and all my stuff packed in boxes came in already.

It may sound crazy but on the third try i was ready to sleep in the library. Suddenly, a black cat with pretty green eyes got a hold of my key and I chased after it. It led me all the way to the correct door. Major coincidence, right?

I slowly circled the room. It was pretty big since it's a room for three. There was one washroom. There was a transparent door which leads to the balcony. So this is where I'm going to live now for the year. Might as well make the best of it.

I began unpacking my stuff and arranging them to my liking in my side of the room. I had very few things for luxury. It was dreadful to leave some of my important stuff at home, but some essentials that I brought are my cello of course, my flute, music sheets, mp3, two spare caps, and a ton of books. I kept rummaging through my stuff until I found what I was looking for, my violin.

I caressed the leathery case and opened it. Inside was a beautifully hand carved violin that was given to me twelve years ago. It brought back so many precious memories, and painful ones, that's why the cello is my main instrument now. The tone and the sound on the cello –no matter what genre- to me: sounds beautiful. The feeling of when I play the instrument has so much intensity that I just let go of my emotion with it. Still, I love playing other instruments too. But this violin is an exception. Too much pain is inside this violin. Years of happiness, yes. But I can't look at it without feeling that something's missing from my life.

Suddenly, I heard the knob being turned, and I quickly hid my violin under my bed. I looked up, and saw Syo enter the room.

He gave a long sigh, "Man, what a long day this was, and I haven't even begun unpacking."

He didn't seem to notice me so I said, "Me neither, I just started."

Syo's eyes went to mine. "Oh, so you must be Aroe Daiki, right? I remember you now."

My eyes widened. "H-huh?"

He went on, "You were with that girl in the cafeteria after I gave her back her lunch card. You guys looked pretty close, are you two…"

I waved my hands in protest. "No! It's not what you think it's like. I met her on my way to the entrance exam. We're not what you think we are. We're just friends."

He scoffed. "A girl and a guy can never be just friends. One of them is bound to get a crush on the other. Relationships like that never work out."

I raised an eyebrow. "I have a lot of good friends that are g… girls! And they see nothing in me but a good friend to them."

"How do you know? Maybe they just kept it as a secret from you."

"Why would they do that?"

"...Because they're afraid of what might the answer be, especially when one that leaves you."

"Who are you, the love expert?" I only meant it as a joke, but he looked at me with intense eyes.

"I may not be a love expert but I can tell you one thing from experience is that you shouldn't hang around girls too much."

"Did, something happen to you from the past?"

"It was a long time ago but I had a really good friend, she was a girl. And one day when she was gone I felt like I have this hole in my heart that can never be filled anymore. I didn't know, but I thought about her more and more every single day. I guess for me she was the ideal girl, looking back on it. She was cute, smart, athletic, kind, and sweet. Then I realized that I…" he shook his head in dismay and looked at the door. "Wait. Why am I telling you this? You probably don't even care. You don't seem like the type of guy who's into this type of stuff. Sorry if I bursted this out on you. It's just that I can never talk about this to Natsuki."

"Did you love her?" I said quietly.

He looked surprised that I said that. "Y-yeah I did, and I still do now."

I looked at him dead on. "What was her name?"

He thought about it for a moment, as if thinking if he should tell me or not. If I knew her name maybe I can find her for him so they can reunite together again. It's the least I can do for an old friend.

"….her name is S-"

"Syoooo-Chaaaaaaan!"

The next thing I knew I see Natsuki burst opened the door and was hugging Syo furiously.

"Get off of me, Natsuki!" yelled Syo, who was struggling to get free.

"Kawaii. Syo–Chan is so cute!" exclaimed Natsuki turning his waist left to right which resulting in Syo getting swung from left to right.

Finally Natsuki settled him down. "But Syo-Chan, how can I resist it when you're just so darn cute?!"

"Well try to, at least! And I am NOT CUTE!"

"Now, now, Syo-Chan," said Natsuki trying to calm him down.

Syo started to yell, "Don't try to –!"

Even though it was a lovely performance to watch, I couldn't let them continue like this. "Ano..."

Natsuki took his eyes off Syo and his eyes met mine. I regretted for even making a sound because my life just flashed before my eyes and the next thing I knew I was seeing blond hair, and was in a warm embrace.

"Mimi-Chan! I missed you so much!" he exclaimed, his hug getting tighter and tighter.

Even through the hugging of warmth and pain, I was shocked. Mimi-Chan? What? Does he mean Mimi-Chan as in…?

"N-Natsuki-Kun, my name is Daiki not Mimi."

He tilted his head and loosened his grip and slowly let go of me. "Daiki?"

"My name is Daiki, as in Aroe Daiki," I said, trying to sound as calm as possible.

"Oh," he said sounding a bit disappointed. "But you look so much like her, right Syo-Chan?"

Syo rolled his eyes. "I think Mimi is supposed to be a GIRL," he stated, over pronouncing the word 'girl'. He then stared at me long enough to make me feel kind of uncomfortable. "Now that I take a closer look: you do look like Mimi-Chan, Daiki-Kun!" he exclaimed.

I took a step back. "Do I look like a girl to you?!" I asked sounding like I'm offended. But in truth I am slightly offended. If I do look like a girl, what they say would most likely help me.

"No, it's just… …" Syo said trying to find the right thing to say. "The aura you give off is much like hers. Although, it has been about more than ten years," he said trailing off at the end.

Ten years ago? Ten years ago I was seven. When I was seven I had to move again. My father and I move a lot. We just recently came back to Japan from Canada. I haven't been in Japan for well over six years now. Over the time at Canada I learned to speak English and French fluently. Natsuki inspired me to learn French in the beginning.

"Well, I don't know about you guys but I'm exhausted from today. So, goodnight!" I said, all too cheery. Then I turned off the lamp on my side of the room, and flopped down onto the bed and snored loudly.

What a great reunion this was. Not. So, all five of my old childhood friends are all here in Saotome Academy. I better be discrete about this or else they'll find out, and my chance as an idol will plummet for sure.

Katie Horror here! i hope you guys like my first chapter. all resources to use was from wikia, and more. i do not own utapri. all i own is my O.C.

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