Here we go again; I'm stalling my other stories. :P

Anyways, in the honor of the manga Seven Days, which btw is wonderfully written and illustrated, I'm going to use the same plot for Pandora Hearts with some changes here and there.

Warning: There might be instances where the characters might go out of character *cough* Break *cough* But I still hope you like it. Reviews would be appreciated!

Monday:

If you're male, liking someone would imply looking at her face first, followed by her legs, and then her chest…I guess…What else is there to love?

Gil Nightray sat idly in his seat. The class was presumably boring and pointless like all the other days. While twirling his pencil in his hand, he glanced out the window and noticed two girls looking up at his direction and waving. Were they waving at him? Gil quickly looked around and realized that they were.

Turning back towards the window, he mustered his most charming smile and waved back. After a few squeals, the two girls walked away.

It's human nature to judge by appearance. It's not just males who are superficial. No one bothers about things they cannot see… like the heart. Those girls don't like "me" as a person.

Gil let out a tired yawn.

Rather it's all about my face.

A brunette slowly approached Gil from behind and catching the sight of him yawning, she took out a paper fan and hit him hard on the head. It was his classmate, Sharon Reinsworth. Cringing from the hit, Gil complained, "Sharon-chan? Why did you hit me?"

Sharon gave him a look before replying, "Gil, you—"

"Did you hit me with your fan just now?" Gil leaned against his desk, eyeing the brunette, "You did, didn't you? How scary."

Ignoring his sarcastic tone, Sharon used the tip of her fan to poke Gil on the head. "Nightray, it's because you do unrefined things like yawning out loud with a good-looking face like yours that the girls you're with always dump you in a flash, you know?" She sat down on the empty desk next to him. "It's about time you got conscious of things like that and did something about them."

Sighing, Gil slumped into his seat. "Yeah, yeah. I get it."

Crap this is such a bother.

Irritated, Sharon commented, "You never listen to advice when it's given to you." She got off the desk and gave Gil a particularly sincere look. "If you go on like that, your girlfriend's going to fall out of love with you pretty soon. Maybe even today."

Gil lowered his head before replying, "Thanks for your concern, but I already got dumped."

There was a short silence before Sharon spoke up, "…When?"

"Yesterday."

There was silence again. Scribbling his last answer on his homework, Gil gave Sharon a small smile. "She told me that I wasn't the person she thought I was."

Exasperated, Sharon gave him a look. "There, didn't I tell you so?"

Giving his pencil another twirl, he responded, "It's her own fault for assuming. They're always the one who confess to me to begin with and then get all disappointed when I'm not what they expected me to be."

"Well you can't blame them, I guess. In your case, there's a huge gap between your personality and your appearance. It's practically a scam."

Gil raised an eyebrow at the last part.

Scam?

"When you're drawing your bow, Nightray, you look beautiful. Even thought I know exactly what kind of person you are deep inside, I still catch myself thinking that. How should I put this?" She looked up in thought. "I think there's a very stoic air around you when you draw a bow."

"And then there's that face of yours," she continued, " which makes you seem just like the prince these naïve girls have been fantasizing about. Well, it's not that hard to understand why they would."

Geez. Gil lowered his head in embarrassment. "I guess this image is going to follow me until retire from the club…"

I entered Shibuya Academy through an archery scholarship. Built in a famous district, it was originally an elite school for well-bred young women, until it went co-ed three years ago. Ever since then, it began to take in bows as well, but the ratio of boys to girls remains low, with an overwhelming number of female students. The reason for this probably lies in the fact that the middle school sector is still an all-girls institution. Most of the female students here are pampered and sheltered girls who know close to nothing about the world. In comparison to many of the other co-ed schools around, these girls have some unusual impressions regarding boys. They want the boys of their choice to be beyond perfect, which is obviously impossible for anyone.

Gil sighed, "They should get it in their heads that perfect guys life those from a book or tv drama don't exist." He then added with a small smile, "I'd consider myself lucky if I could get someone as realistic as you, Reinsworth."

Sharon couldn't help but grin, "Oh? How about it then? Do you want to try going out with me?"

Immediately Gil replied, "Sure, why not?"

"No way," Sharon growled, "Agreeing to it so lightly…"

"So you were just kidding?"

"Of course!"

Gil smiled and laughed, "Okay!"

Annoyed, Sharon crossed her arms and closed her eyes, "I knew you didn't mean it from the start."

Gil leaned back in his chair, smile still on his face. "Stuff like falling in love… you never know when it's going to happen to you."

A white haired boy came up to them and held up a menu. "Hey! Do you guys want to order pizza?" This was Break Xerxes. Though Break wasn't the type to open up to friendship, Sharon had warmly accepted him as a friend from their first meeting. Gil, however, was still reluctant due to Break's constantly rude and eerie remarks. However, at the thought of pizza, even Gil couldn't help but happily agree.

"Okay, I'll have the egg plant and minced meat one."

"I'll have candy."

"That isn't on the menu…"

As they huddled over the menu, Gil couldn't help but notice a few girls standing outside with worried expressions on her faces.

"He's not here yet. I guess he's really not coming to school today. I wonder if he's down with the flu."

"Yea, I'm worried too."

Break too took notice in the girls' conversation. "It seems that Oz-kun hasn't shown up today."

"Oz? You mean Oz Vessalius from first year?"

"Ah! That's right! Oz is in archery isn't he?" Break leaned closer. "Are the two of you close or something?"

"Nope not at all," Gil averted his attention back to the menu, "We're just acquaintances. He doesn't really come to practice."

He glanced back at the girls. "Oh… I see…"

"It's Monday today, isn't it?" Break asked and then replied to his own question, "Yeah. The day he'll definitely say 'yes'."

"And at the end of the week, he'll tell his partner exactly this:" Sharon continued, "'I couldn't fall in love with you. Let's break up.'"

The two boys looked at her silently before Break responded, "Ah, that reminds me. Sharon-chan, you—"

As if her whole attitude just changed, Sharon gave a peace sign while smiling proudly. "Yeah, I went out with him for exactly one week in May."

"Why are you so proud of that?"

"Because it felt like I had hit the jackpot when it happened."

"Hey, isn't that a contradiction of what you were telling me earlier?"

Sharon refused to respond much less look back at Gil, knowing how true that statement was.

"Anyhow," Break said while taking a seat and fiddling around in his pocket for an extra piece of candy, "Normal guys like me will never understand people who are that popular. Exactly what kind of person is this Oz Vessalius anyway?"

Gil got out of his seat. "Hmm well…a handsome guy."

Break rolled his eyes. "That… I didn't need you to tell me that. I can tell just by looking at him." As Gil walked away, he called out, "Hey, Gil?"

Gil saluted with his pencil still in hand. "Hey, someone's gotta get those pizzas, right? I told the delivery man that I'll be picking them up in front of the school gate. See ya." He tossed the pencil to Break. "Oh, and the two of you can help me finish my assignment in return."

Gil strolled outside and sat against the wall waiting for the pizza to come.

"Normal guys like me will never understand people who are that popular." Somehow, it feels like someone's said something like that to me before. Although it was in a completely different kind of situation from today's. I've never had any interest in Vessalius. But right now, I find myself wondering what kind of person he is.

He stood back up. I'm definitely a much more decent person than he is though.

A car came and stopped in front of the school.

Oh, this that the pizza guy?

Gil looked up and was amazed at the sight of a black Porsche. Whoa, pizza delivery with a Porsche?

He immediately knew it was wrong when a blonde hair boy stepped out of the car.

Oh my…

The boy caught sight of Gil and walked over as the car drove away. "Mornin'."

Gil smiled and waved. "Long time no see, Vessalius." Vessalius always… "You're early today." Causes a stir with that good looking face of his.

Gil moved aside a little so Oz could join him at the wall. "Was that your girlfriend for the week? She looks older than 20." From the moment he stepped into this school, he's been immensely popular with all the girls.

Oz smiled. "You're not very observant, Senpai. Wrong on both accounts."

At the beginning of each week, he will definitely go out with the first person who confesses to him.

"So, Senpai, what are you doing here? You have class now, don't you?"

"I'm waiting for pizza! We're having a self-study period right now."

"Ahh, I see." Oz looked up in debating on whether he should go to class now or later.

The reason why Vessalius' popularity doesn't drop even though he puts such an abrupt end to every relationship is because he would sincerely do everything his partner wants in the one week that they are going out.

Sharon's voice rang through his thoughts. 'I think one week's long enough for a dream. Vessalius is… perfectly faithful.' Hmm… Gil looked down; an idea forming in his head. I bet those girls are still anxiously looking out for him. "So, have you been confessed to today yet?"

Oz looked at Gil confused. "Hmm? No, not yet."

"Hmmm, so it's going to start from now, huh?" Gil paused and spoke again, "Then, are you really find with anyone as long as they confess to you first? Even if they're totally not your type?"

Oz smiled softly. "My type? You wouldn't know if someone's your type just by looking at their face, would you?"

"Ah, what I meant was…isn't there a type of face or body that you like?"

Oz leaned against the wall in thought. "Hmm…a type? I'm not too sure about that…I don't really think about looks."

"For example, the gentle-looking type or the sexy type or anything along those lines is fine."

"Ah," Oz smiled again as if he found an answer, "but I like you face, Senpai. I guess that's what you mean by 'type'." Not realized how his statement could have been interpreted, he nonchalantly turned his attention to his watch.

At that moment…

I was hit by a sudden impulse. "I see. Then how about it?"I was just curious to see how he would react if I confessed. Oz raised an eyebrow in question. That's all. "Why don't you go out with me, Vessalius?"

Oz's eyes widened in surprise as a car pulled up in front of them. The pizza delivery guy stepped out holding the box. "Are you Nightray?"

"Ah…"

"Yeah," Oz answered for him as Gil reached for his wallet only to realize that it wasn't there. Ah! My wallet's still in my bag!

"That'll be 3000 yen with tax."

"Here you go."

"Thank you sir."

Gil paused as the pizza guy's voice drifted over. "Thank you for your patronage."

As they walked back to the classroom, Gil glanced at the first year holding the pizza. "Vessalius, sorry I left my wallet in class. I'll pay you back later."

"That's okay. You should get going before your pizza gets cold." He handed the pizza to Gil before he could properly respond. "Okay, I have to go that way," he said pointing in another direction, "See you later."

Eh? "Ah…sure." Well, I guess I'll just ask one of the girls later for which class he's in.

Monday:

"Hey, Gil," Break said, "You want to drop by HMV on the way home later?"

Gil looked up in surprise but replied, "Ah, yeah sure." He paused for a moment collecting his thoughts. "Hey… wait I feel like I've forgotten about something."

"What is it? You don't have club activities anymore right?"

Gil turned. "No…but…" He caught sight of Oz smiling and waving at him. Ah! He walked over and took out some money. "Sorry about that, Vessalius. Thanks for the help earlier."

"Hmm?" Oz glanced at the money in confusion before the realization hit him. "Ah." He took the money and changed the subject. "So you're in class 4. That's my class too." He folded the money and slipped it in Gil's front breast pocket. "I'm in 1-4"

"…Ah is that so?" Gil glanced at his pocket in surprise. "Eh?"

"I was wondering if we could go home together today."

"Huh?"

"Unless, you have something to do…"

Nngh. Gil studied Oz's expression and paused a bit before replying, "I've got nothing on today, but aren't you the one who's got something on right now?"

"Well no, I don't really have anything I need to do now."

Gil took a step closer. "You've got club activities don't you? Right?"

"Ah…" Oz took a step back.

Gil turned away and crossed his arms. "You have talent for archery, it's such a waste if you keep skipping it."

As if ignoring his comment, Oz reached into his pocket. "Ah, by the way—"

"Hey, don't try to change the subject."

"I'm not trying to do that," Oz said pulling out his cell phone, "Have you got a cell phone, Senpai?"

"I do have one, why?"

Oz smiled, "I was hoping we could exchange number and e-mail addresses."Is he always the type of person who'd go out of his way to make friends with others? As they entered in their numbers, Oz asked, "Senpai, what's your give name?"

"It's Gil."

"Say, can I call you Gil?"

"Hmm?"

"Nightray….that's a name that is hmm….difficult for me to say."

Gil gave him a quizzical look.

Oz responded with a sad smile. "There was a woman who lied to me and dumped me before. She introduced me to everyone as Nightray and even called me by that name even when we were alone."

Surprised, Gil could only respond with a, "Yeah, sure." So even someone like him can be serious about someone? If it was just another one of his flings, I'm sure he wouldn't care much about whether we had the same name.

"Oh, and do you mind if I have you call me Oz?"

Gil looked at him in confusion. "Yeah, sure."

"Vessalius-kun!" A first year student ran to his side and gave a small bow. "Barma- sensei is looking for you."

"Ah, really? Thanks! I'll go find him now." Oz handed Gil's phone back to him. "I've keyed in my phone number and email address for you already. I'll see you tomorrow then." He began to walk away, and Gil called after him, "Make sure you go to club practice!"

Oz only turned around and waved as if assuring him that he will.

Only after he left did Gil remember the money that Oz had placed in his pocket. Damn…I got treated to lunch by a junior.

This is the first time I've had a proper conversation with Vessalius. And surprisingly, he's an even stranger person than I thought he was. All of a sudden, he wants to walk home together and asks to exchange cell phone numbers and e-mail addresses. Somehow everything seems to be progressing too quickly.

"'So why don't you go out with me, Vessalius?'"

Gil stopped in his steps down the stairs and looked back at the school.

He couldn't have taken me seriously…could he?