This is just going to be a short, light-hearted fanfic that I'm writing just so I can have more time to think about the longer one I'm going to write later on (I have no idea what I'm going to write about next… . ).

Ah, Hiro/Kisa, one of the cutest pairing that ever existed. Inspired by a picture I found at: http/www.chrissy.cc/acorns/fb00017.jpg

Chapter One

The School Dance! One of the stupidest activities our school hosted each year. It was only a week from now. And of course, a wave of hopeful girls rushed to ask me, Hiro Sohma to go with them. Ah yes, the blessing that is popularity came with its curses…
I yawned. I was waiting for Kisa. An older boy was asking her to the dance.

"I-I'm sorry" she said, blushing furiously looking at the ground, "I can't go with you…
"Is it me?" he asked desperately, "Is it my big ears?"
"It's not you…"
"I CAN CHANGE, Kisa! I can CHANGE!"
"You're a nice person…"
"Are you going with someone else?"
"…"
Kisa blushed furiously.
"I'm sorry" she said to him and walked away. The boy looked as if he were going to burst into tears.

Amazing how 'grown-up' kids could be these days…' I thought as I watched the boy try to ask poor Kisa to the dance. She had been almost literally 'attacked' by boys who offered her chocolates and flowers.
'Pathetic' I thought as I watched each and every one of them being rejected. Everyone knew that Kisa was going with me.

"Hiro-kun" Kisa said, waving at me, her bag crammed full of gifts. I suppose it would have been rude if she threw them away or didn't accept them. She was ready to walk home with me as we always did.
"How are you going to eat all of those chocolates, Kisa?" I asked, running forward to catch up to her, "I don't think I can," she said quietly staring at the lake beside our school, "I'll give some to you and some to Onee-chan…"
Argh, she was talking about that stupid girl again, I didn't see what Kisa saw in her. She was so…dim-witted. She never seemed to have anything on her mind. Yuki and Kyo were also charmed by her. But I, Hiro Sohma was made of sterner stuff than that.

"It's beautiful," she said, looking at the shimmering water reflecting the cherry blossom trees that were surrounding it. I looked at what stood in front of me. It truly was an amazing sight. Some of the petals had fallen into the water. They floated on top on the water, creating a sea of pink. It was so serene. I looked around us…there were couples everywhere, holding hands, wrapped around each other. I felt myself blush.
'Just in time for Valentines Day' I thought to myself, 'Maybe I should ask her to the dance…I mean, we haven't even talked about it… How do adults deal with this?'

"Hey Kisa! Why don't we sit down for a moment? You sit here and I'll some buy ice cream, okay?"
This was a good start. Buy her some ice cream and talk to her for a bit…then I'll ask her…she nodded politely. I loved her so much. She was as pretty as a flower and as gentle as a lamb. Her smile made me feel warm inside and her laugh was music to my ears. I wanted to embrace her forever…

The ice cream man handed me the ice cream, one chocolate ice cream for me and one strawberry ice cream for her.
I sat down next to her, handed her strawberry ice cream. 'Now is the time, Hiro. Seize this opportunity! Ask her' voices echoed through my mind, 'What's there to lose? She likes you too! It's obvious…everyone says so…but what if it isn't…'

"Thanks Hiro" she said, avoiding my eyes, "You're a very kind person."
I stared at her and smiled. Kisa looked at me and blushed.

Okay, that was stage one of the plan…
Now for the second part…but I couldn't say it. I couldn't force the words out. When did it become so hard to speak to her?
'The school dance is coming up'…SAY IT, DAMMIT!

We had finished our ice creams when I summed up enough courage to ask her. I felt somewhat woozy and I could feel my heart beating faster as each second passed.
"K-Kisa"
"Hm?"
"Theschooldanceiscomingup" I said, incomprehensible words fumbling out of my mouth quickly.
"What did you just say?" she asked, with a somewhat hopeful expression on her face.
"Um…" I said, feeling the blood rush to my cheeks.
"Hiro?" she asked as she moved closer to me, her hand now touching mine. I almost twitched. She was close…so close…
Her orange hair moved in the slight breeze and her kind eyes were fixed on mine. She had such a cute smile on her face…

"Er…the s-school dance is c-coming up," I said after a very long pause.
"Oh yeah…my favourite part of Valentines…" she said softly, putting her hands together happily.
"And I was wondering…if-if"
She nodded, staring straight into my eyes, sending a shiver down my spine.
"If you want to…"
"If I want to…?"

"Ask Kyo, Yuki and that Honda girl to come with us!" I blurted out.

Damn…I couldn't do it. But there was still a chance!

"Oh," she said happily, "I'd be thrilled if Onee-chan could come with us"
"And…"
"And?"
"And if you'd like to…"

She sat beside me patiently, waiting for the question she wanted, like a tiger lying in wait for prey to walk into its territory. She was like that. I knew she could never sum enough courage up to ask.
"Hiro-kun?" she asked again, her voice was like a little child tugging on a mother's sleeve.
"I was wondering if you'd like to go with…THEM?"
Kisa seemed taken aback by the question. She eyes widened, but the other features on her face remained the same.
"And that's because I-I don't want to go to that stupid dance…" I said foolishly.

"Oh…" she said, her face lowering, her eyes dropping to look at the ground, "If that's what you want, Hiro…"
"Kisa…" I started.
"I think I'll go home by myself today" she said quietly and ran off.
"KISA!" I yelled as she sped away.

I'd done it again. I dug myself into a hole again. I couldn't get out by myself. Why did I say that? Was it because I wanted to prove that I was an adult, too old for fun, games and dances? I was so selfish. Only thinking of my pride…I sat at that seat for the afternoon, my mind clouded with regret and guilt. It was starting to get dark. Then I noticed a familiar figure standing next to me.

Oh no, it was the Honda girl…
I hated her and her whole holier-than-you attitude. Who did she think she was? Mother Teresa or something.

"Hiro-kun! I haven't seen you since the summer holidays!" she exclaimed, joining me on the bench:I just came back from my part-time job and-"
"Hey, I don't want to hear your life story, okay?"
"I'm sorry Hiro…it's just you looked kind of sad, sitting here by yourself…"

"Shut up! It's none of your business!"

She bowed her head apologetically.
"I'm sorry, Hiro-kun" she said, her hair covering her eyes as she bowed.

A familiar voice rang through my head…

"What happens when people try to get close to you? You push them away, Hiro…you just push them away…you're selfish…you never stop to think about how the other person might feel…"

I'd done it again. Pushed someone who actually cared for me away…

"Look, I'm sorry" I said, avoiding her eyes, "I don't mean to be nasty or selfish. It's just how I am…"
"Hiro, I don't think you're selfish," she said brightly, "I think you're a wonderful person…it's just you get a bit shy when you have to express your feelings…It reminds me of something my mum said a long time ago."

I rolled my eyes. She was always on about her mother…

"Tohru, you've got to learn that you've always got to say what you want to say in front of someone because you might never have the chance to say what you want to that person again…"
I looked at her. She looked different…almost sad…
"That's what she said," she whispered, "A few days before she died…"

I felt a lump in my throat. Did I make her upset?

"Tohru-"

"My mum…every morning when she left home, I'd say 'Have a safe trip'…but that day, I didn't say it…and she died…" she said, tears welling up in her eyes, her grip tightened on her schoolbag, "There were so many things I wish I said to her…and now I can't say them…I want to hug her…to tell her hat I love her and how grateful I am to have a mother like her…"

As she spoke, Kisa's face appeared in my mind. Tohru then closed her eyes and sighed. She dropped her schoolbag and put her hands on her knees.

"Thank you" I said softly, moving towards her and holding her hands, "Thank you so much for sharing your mother's wisdom with me"
She looked at me and smiled.

"Shall I walk you home" I asked, beaming at her.

"No, that's okay" she said quickly in a high pitched voice, "Hiro-kun is very kind…you don't have to walk that far to Shigure's house…I have to go now…Bye!"

With that, she grabbed her bag and ran off, waving cheerfully at me.

I sat at the bench for a while.

I'm going to ask her to go with me…
Before it's too late…

'Go Mogeta, Go! Go Mogeta, Go! If you wanna save Ari, you gotta go, Mogeta, GO!' my phone sang out.

Ah my favourite ringtone…I took it out of my front pocket.

"Hiro, dearie…come home…it's getting dark! Kisa called three times to see if you were home" mum's worried voice called out on the mobile phone.
"Okay, mum…" I said as I put the phone back into my front pocket.

I smiled to myself. No more pushing others away. From this day on, Hiro Sohma was going to be a different person. A kind person…
A person Kisa would be proud of!