A/N: Hey guys, welcome to my first fan fic, hope you all enjoy it and leave a review at the end xD Thank YOU! :D

I DO NOT OWN TWGOK.

"Well. . . How should I say it?. . ." the girl with short chocolate brown hair asked as she avoided colliding eyes, gazing towards the ground, with the boy who stood several feet away from her. Though after all that has happened between them, she still managed to have the urge to talk to him, after she had proclaimed they would never talk again. Five words. Those five words are all she had to ask and for her to take this long to say what she has to say even surprised her. After all, she isn't supposed to feel any interest in him anymore. Right? So why is it those five words are so hard to come out of her mouth.

"Wanna. . . Go have some tea?"

A slight whistle of the cold wind was all that could be heard, as the boy with thin framed glasses stood there, eyes widened representing both shock and surprise with the question asked before him. He honestly didn't know what to say, he thought the night her band was playing bursting into tears, every chance of talking to her was gone. Yet, here she is, asking him. "What is going on?" Thoughts racing in his head as he tries to figure out, why? Why would she ask him such a question? After a conquest is over, there really is no epilogue, it was just a happily ever after kind of ending. The hero and heroine live together and he, the player would just turn off his console or hand held game device, and move on to the next game. He never put any thought into asking himself "I wonder what happens next after the ending?" , because in his mind, he categorized the endings in two ways: good and bad, and he was certain that the ending with the girl in front of him ended, badly. So going back to the original question in mind "What is going on?" He is simply left to ponder even deeper into his thoughts, without realizing that he is making the situation worse, by letting silence be his answer.

The girl soon shifted her sight from the ground to her shoes, admitting defeat." I knew I should've never asked him, he's probably trying to find the words to say 'Get out of my face right now' and—"

"Yeah. Sure"

Wait what? She was already into deep thought about the question she just asked him that it already shocked her, but getting a response from him? It made her heart skip a beat, to make it only beat twice as fast the next moment.. "Wait. Why am I feeling like this?" She could feel her cheeks slowly puff and heat up as she heard his response. She had to restrain herself from feeling so, it was not right.. after all what HE has done, why does she still have lingering feelings for him? It would make sense for her to feel a sense of hatred towards him, but for her heart to beat fast and her face to feel hot? It made no sense whatsoever, feeling her heart beat fast after being used by a guy she willingly chose to fall in love with is just absurd. The recalls the night the school festival occurred when the two shared a kiss, the kiss felt heavenly and what seemed like a second, for her it seemed for a minute. But when she asked him if he loves her, the four expected words any girl would love to hear as well did not come out as she hoped, "No.. of course not" with that thought, the logical side of her brain took over. Fighting over her sentimental side of her heart, that is still in love with the creepy, dweeb, cockroach, and good for nothing Katsuragi Keima.

Fortunately, reality snapped her back as she realized she was staring into his eyes. Deep into his eyes. His chocolate brown colored eyes, reverted back into the cold and apathetic gaze he gives to everyone. But when one stares at an object long enough, one can see the differences not seen initially. And there it was. A very small hint of twinkle, similar one would see when one is about to break into tears of joy.

"Okay, let's get going then, the weather will only get worse" she said with a smile, and then proceeded to walk with him. Throughout the walk, she was smiling while looking forward, not daring to meet with the boy's gaze. But a certain cat was not killed due to her curiosity, as she only saw the boy looking down with two hands holding a portable game device and all she could hear were the buttons being pressed. A sweat dropped appeared on top of her head. "Unbelievable" Unsure whether she should feel relieved that she doesn't have to meet his face with hers, or insulted that after all that he did, he could've at least have the decency to put his game device away and look straight. Could've. But knowing Katsuragi, he wouldn't waste any of his time on something or someone other than the heroine of his game.

Upon arriving at the tea café, two found a place to sit down inside, sheltered from the cold wind, and picked up the menu laid before them. Chihiro picked up the menu and started grazing over the choices, while making quick glances at the boy in front of her. Though she was not surprised that the boy was still focused on his game and was not even interested in opening the menu, let alone conversing with her. But, that didn't mean it insulted her. She has just had enough of the boy always on his game, not even interested in putting it away even in class, outside of class, and outside of school itself. Her face turned into an angry visage and decided enough was enough. "Oi, at least put away the game"

*Click* *Click* *Click* *Click*

"That's it, I've had enough. I knew this was a bad idea when I left home from the start" just as she was about to get up, she heard a combination of different sounds then *Switch* the device was turned off and put away. "This day just keeps on surprising me" . Then she saw the boy actually open the menu and started browsing. Katsuragi's reaction before she asked him the question about the tea was now implanted into hers, bearing the expression of surprise and shocked. She couldn't help but feel flattered that her.. demanding voice worked, considering the fact Katsuragi listens to no one else besides the dialogue of his dating sims.

After a few minutes of awkward silence and tense atmosphere, a waitress approached them. "Hi there! May I take your orders?" she said with a beaming smile, and even with the friendly aura she was giving, she too, could feel the awkwardness and tension between the two. "Must be a 'let's-get-back-together' kind of meeting"

"Oh uhh.. I'll have a.. an Oolong tea please" Chihiro said, not taking her eyes off the menu to even look at Katsuragi. "Why is this is so hard for me to even LOOK at him? And why am I so nervous about all of this? It's just a regular hang out.. I hope."

"I'll have a green tea" Katsuragi said as he shifted his eyes towards the waitress from the menu, still having the same apathetic and cold expression.

"Okay then, your order will be here shortly" the waitress said, then she proceeded to take away the menu from the two, leaving them in silence.

Without Katsuragi's handheld game device in his hands, he is forced to look elsewhere besides the girl in front of him. He to wondered, why can't he look at her? The girl was doing the same, she was looking to her right, opposite of where the boy was looking, looking at the different kinds of tea the shop serves. Looking at how neatly they are stored in Mason Jars, still fresh in their 'herb form', placed on top of shelves above the cashier. Looking at how quiet and peaceful the shop is, though there are many customers, they didn't seem to be talking very loud, rather, they were to whispering to each other, about their own business of course. But the quiet and peaceful atmosphere did not apply to the two teens unfortunately. Instead of peace, they have inner conflicts attacking them about how each feels toward one another and instead of quietness, thoughts are constantly racing in their minds, deciding what to say and how to say it. This holds true for Chihiro, as she is the one who is put on the spot light, she was the one who asked him for tea yet she is there sitting quietly. She is the one who is mad towards the boy, yet instead of being mad, she feels her face heating and heart racing. She is the one who has to think of what to say in an effort to strike a conversation, yet she is browsing the shop instead.

On the other hand, Katsuragi didn't look like he was conflicted or tense about the atmosphere, but with his habit of over thinking a situation till it is perfect backfires. Instead of having a plan in mind that will flow smoothly and having a Plan B in case the Plan A didn't work, he was there looking to his left at the scenery before him. Out of options. The weather surely did get worse, it changed from the cloudy and windy weather when she asked him to get some tea, to a light drizzle and dark clouds hanging above the buildings. It surely did fit the mood that he was feeling, from the cloudy and windy weather representing his clouded thoughts about how he really feels towards Chihiro, and the windy weather representing his thoughts constantly barraging his face about the situation. He honestly did not know what to feel towards this. This route should've been done the night Mercury was awakened and the two said their good byes to each other. The light drizzle representing sadness, as he remembered breaking down the night her band was playing. He was crying for all he has done towards her: using her as one of his choices for the remaining goddess and playing with her feelings in hopes to prove his assumptions right. Not once has the God of Conquest felt this way in any of his conquests, he felt no empathy towards the girls' feelings, he only felt accomplishment after each conquest as it gets him closer to taking off the death collar he signed up for, but that doesn't matter now. He felt guilty, and a real asshole for doing so.

The waitress arrived with two cups of tea laid down in front of them and their sweet aroma filled their little area. "Here you go, thank you for waiting" after laying them down, the waitress left.

"Sorry.." he muttered.

"What?" *Cough* "What did you say?" she said after regaining her composure from sipping the tea and out of all the words Katsuragi would say, she did not expect him to say that, over his dead body. Just to be sure she didn't hear something else due to the sweet aroma blinding her other senses, she asked again. And this time, she had all ears open.

"I'm sorry" he said and this time, it sounded more clear than before, but what made it different was instead of his monotonous tone, this had a hint of remorse. A feeling Katsuragi would not feel towards a real girl.

"Huh? What do you mean you dweeb?" she said with a tone of annoyance as if she doesn't know what he is talking about. Although she had an idea what he's talking about, she can't get her hopes up for something she wishes to hear.

". . . for everything. . . I've done to you. . . " within each word, she was certain she heard a slight croaking voice embedded in them and after each line, she heard a slight sniffle. "No way.. is he actually.. crying?" eyes widened in surprise, she herself doesn't know how to react about this. Katsuragi Keima, the biggest dweeb and lowlife everyone knows in their school, that only cares about his games, nothing and no one else, is actually crying. For a moment, she could not move her arms as it bear the feeling of them tightening and hurting. Then, her legs felt the same as well, it was the same feeling she felt when he was sick and she willingly visited his house to make sure he was okay. Soon her whole body started to ache, he actually feels sorry and means it. It was not an action for her to like him again, nor was it an act for any reason, otherwise she surely would've punched him on the face, but an action any human being would feel when they did something wrong.

Apologize.

"I can't take this anymore" he took out his wallet and pulled out more than enough money for the tea, and stood up. Not making any eye contact with her and speed walked to the door. Chihiro was still lost in thought in that Katsuragi was apologizing that she snapped back to reality and found it too late to catch up to him. She took out her purse for money and laid it next to the tea they barely even took a sip on. She too, bolted towards the door, and looked to her left and right for him, but he was nowhere to be seen. The light drizzle partially obscured her vision as she had to wipe her eyes, but that all changed when she felt a shower of water on top of her head. It was now pouring around her. People were putting objects above their heads to protect it and even their coats that had no hoods over. Chihiro didn't have any of what the people around, so she used her scarf to protect her head instead and started running home.

She wanted to know more what he was about to say, she wanted to know more about how he actually feels about the mess he, indirectly, caused. He didn't want to play with other girls' feelings, let alone talk to real girls. He just wanted to be left alone with his games and let him mind his own business. But he couldn't. He had to play as this 'God' who could make any girl fall in love with him in order to save his head from being blown up. He didn't want any of this. "Katsuragi. . ."

The sound of rain pouring did very good job blocking out the screams and cries of Katsuragi as he was running home. His eyes were constantly pouring tears to the point where it obscured his vision and clouded his glasses. His body felt heavy with all the clothes drenched and his heart was drowning with all the feelings coming out. The feeling of guilt for all that he has done to her overtook him, the feeling of hurt that he has done to all the conquered girls he had kissed, specifically the ones who were hosted Goddesses in them, who remembered everything he has done and realized that they had their hearts played, and the feeling of being a total jerk. "Some kind of hero I am" . Upon arriving at this house, he opened the door to be welcomed by, no one actually. No one was home, and it seemed that everyone had something they had to do for the day. It was beneficial for him though, since no one will have to question his drenched and crying state. No yelling from his 'sister' Elsie about his state and no nagging and ranting from his mild angered mother. Not to mention no goddesses constantly trying to talk to him and making him kiss them for their wings. And no presence of the violet haired girl carrying a scythe to bug him. He was alone, again. "Finally" He finally has the time in the world to play his games, but at the state he was in, he didn't have the energy to take out his drenched PFP and proceeded upstairs.

*BANG* "Elsie!" his house door opened behind him and revealed a violet haired girl carrying a scythe, wearing the same black clothes when she came to save Katsugari, Ayumi, and Chihiro from Vintage's forces. "Is it okay if I can stay— Katsuragi!" she spotted Katsuragi dragging himself up the stairs and approached him "Hey! Have you seen El—what happened to you?" she dropped her scythe and held her hands towards him but was only returned back with a slap with his own.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" he lashed out, not even facing her as he continued to drag himself on the stairs. He didn't care what she thought of him at the moment, hell he could care less if she placed her scythe around his neck like she normally does and just pull it towards her, as it would make things easier for him. He didn't care anymore. He's had enough of all this New Hell and Goddesses problems and such, that HE had no involvement in, until Kanon was affected.

"What the hell is your problem Katsuragi?!" she shouted back in response towards his lash, and this time she was furious towards him. Not because of some insult he remarked about her or berating her about being in his house, this time, he actually made her furious. As much as Haqua wanted to take her scythe and strike him down, she stopped as he slowly turned towards her, fully revealing his state. The face before her shook her and widened her eyes, not because of surprise, but in horror. "K-Katsuragi?"

There stood a boy who normally gives off a monotonous tone of response and cold faced expression, was now filled with tears streaming down his cheeks, his teeth gritting with his mouth making a frowned figure, and his wet hair covering his eyes from view, shocked Haqua. She could even see a slight tone of red painting his face, presumed to be from crying for a long time, and his whole body drenched revealing his thin body underneath. Underneath the hurt and wet face of his, he was trying to call out to her, "Help" as even he could no longer stand up and pick himself up. Haqua blinked a few times before snapping back and carrying him up the stairs, "Le- Let's get you upstairs".

Her thin clothed body stuck to his wet clothes and made contact with his thin body, which caused her to blush slightly, but that didn't stop her from carrying him up the stairs and into his room. She knew the house well enough as she stayed for a whole week with him during the Goddesses incident, sleeping in Elsie's room while she took Kanon's spot. Upon arriving at his room, she closed the door and dropped him in on his bed slowly. She didn't think it was possible for Katsuragi to break down and reach his lowest. The better question is "How?" and "Why?" but she knew she couldn't ask him in that at the moment, she didn't even know what to do about him. "C-c-cold.." Katsuragi muttered as his body shivered and his arms wrapped around his shoulders, trying producing body heat for his own.

"Heh? Uhh.. Ehh.. What should I do?" she tried to think of all possibilities to stop him from shivering, then she looked up and saw a heater above ceiling, but the problem was, where is the remote? She panicked as she looked around for the remote while at the same time worrying about Katsuragi's health. However, even if she could find the remote, it would take a while for the heat to fill the room, so she shrugs that choice out. Putting more blankets would make sense as the thick layers would heat him, but the problem was his wet clothes wetting his bed as well. Then she came to a conclusion that made her turn pink and her heart race, and thinking of it was making her really nervous and shaky. She proceeded to unbutton his clothing but with her constant shaking, it made it harder than it seemed for her to do so. She let out a small pout of embarrassment as she continued to unbutton the rest of his upper body clothing. When it came to his plain white shirt that outlined his thin body, Haqua turned full tomato red but thanks to the dark lighting of his room, Katsuragi didn't notice. When she grabbed the bottom part of his shirt, he felt a cold hand stopping her.

"W-wha-what a-are you do-doing?"

"S-saving you f-from freezing!" she shrieked while her face could not turn any more red as it is. Even though she holds with pride of being a Captain of a District, she could not handle someone else's hand touch hers. In fact, no one has touched her hands before so the experience before her is completely new, and it made her very insecure. It didn't stop her from pulling up Katsuragi's shirt as quickly as she could, because the slower she removes it, the faster her heart beats as her own thoughts racing. After removing his shirt exposing his full upper body, Haqua could no longer handle it. It was too much for her to handle all at once: from being so close to him, to stripping his clothes off-not in the way people would think so, and to seeing his upper body naked. Since the shivering made Katsragi's muscles contract, it produced a sight of a barely visible abdominal section right before her eyes, which she found attractive, no attractive is an understatement, hot for her. "I didn't know he had this kind of a bo- gah! Snap out of it Haqua, he's freezing right now. Focus!"

The sharp rapid breathing was all she could hear and the shivering body was all she could feel as well, and with the only clothing protecting the boy's frail body gone, Haqua wondered what made her even take off his shirt? Was she that lost in her thoughts about him that it made her sway from her original intention? With nothing else to do, but one thing, she wrapped her arms and whole body around his and pulled up the blankets over them. Hoping a real body would have faster and better effects than a heater at the moment, she didn't stop to think twice about his exposed upper half, rather, she was more concerned about heating his body to save him. With his head resting on her soft chest, Katsuragi can't say that he could feel and hear Haqua's rapid heartbeats. His shivering body surely made hers warm due to friction, and in turn created warmth for him, which was the original intention from the start.

"Ha- Haqua. . ." he stuttered, his shivering body starting to slow down and heat up thanks to her warmth. "Do you. . th-think I'm a . . j- jerk?"

"Well took you long enough to realize that" "Ehh? What do you mean?" her eyes widened once more.

"I. . . l- lo- love.. you" he said with the last word barely audible that even himself could not hear it, but from the slight breath that hit her chest, she was certain that it breathed out 'you'. With that said, everything around him went deaf and black. He closed his eyes and let whatever happens, happens.

She couldn't believe it. Not for one bit. It was all too good to be true. Yes she has feelings for him, and spending the week with just the two of them-minus Kanon, allowed her feelings about him grow. However, she could not allow herself to fall in love with him, as he did with the conquered girls. It simply was not right. As much as she wants to believe it, it can't be true.

"No you don't, Katsuragi. You don't. You're lying. You are a jerk" with that thought, she herself could not stop the fresh tears the escaped her eyes and cried silently through the night.

Well that's it for this chapter for now xD please leave a review and leave some suggestions if you have any. THANK YOU! Was I writing too much thought and should I speed it up or what? LOL