A/N: This is my first fanfic for Uta Pri! I watched this amazing anime again, and got hyper and inspired of their catchy songs and dance moves (especially the way they sway their hips! So sexy! Kyaa!)! Anyway, I'm more into yaoi, so expect a Tokiya x Otoya pairing here! Well, they're my fave guys because they dance and sing so good and of course, sexy~! ^^

Warning: Yaoi (If you don't like it, don't read this, please!), slight OOC-ness, and some wrong grammar.

Disclaimer: I don't own Uta no Prince-sama and the hot guys . . . *sighs heavily*

Summary: Otoya confessed to Nanami, but he was turned down. Frustrated and hurt, he lost his cheerful personality. Knowing Nanami's love interest, he tried to persuade Tokiya in confessing to her. But, things became more complicated when he discovered Tokiya's interest . . .

Chapter 1: A Heartbreaking Intro

This is the day . . . Finally!

The red-haired guy, Ittoki Otoya, kept on fidgeting the small bag of cookies with a pink ribbon tied around it. He was standing outside the girls' dormitory, waiting for his special someone nervously. Today was White Day . . . and the Headmaster of Saotome Academy allowed the boys to give chocolates, cookies or anything 'cute' to the girls they like. He's super lucky since the girl he likes didn't leave the dorm yet after their successful debut in the music industry. Well, she loved making music and helping people, so she volunteered to teach and help aspiring music students next month in the academy. Hence, she would still stay at her dorm. He and the other guys stayed, as well. He didn't know quite well the reason why his group mates stayed, but his reason for staying was really simple: he likes to be with Nanami Haruka. That's all. And now, his biggest mission was to confess to her! This was the perfect chance to tell her about his true feelings for her. He wouldn't let this chance pass by!

The weather outside was cold because it's still March, and spring would only come by April so he must endure the chilly wind that made him shiver terribly. Luckily, he's wearing a plaid scarf, a thick red jacket and long black pants to warm himself. While waiting patiently, he's trying to recall and to practice the lines he thought of last night. He's not confident about his skills in confessing so he's getting more nervous as he imagined Nanami standing in front of him and listening to his confession. Shaking his head to relieve his worry, he tried to practice his confession more seriously by facing the tall plant beside him as if he's facing Nanami.

"Nanami, Ha-happy White D-day! He-here! I baked these cookies for y-you!" he stuttered, shutting his eyes while showing the small bag of cookies to the plant. He continued, scratching his head shyly, "I-I guarantee that the cookies are delicious! I made them without Natsuki's help! Really! I ho-hope you like them! And more importantly . . . , I-I want to tell you so-something!"

"What is it, Ittoki-kun?"

He replied instinctively, "The truth is . . . , I've been in-in love with you for a long time now, Nanami . . . ! So, will you-"

Thump!

Otoya stopped talking as he turned around after he heard something fell on the ground. When he did so, his red irises shrank in shock. Nanami, wearing a pink jacket, a cream-colored scarf, a brown-checkered skirt and a pair of thick black stockings and leather boots, was in front of him! And, to make things worse, she heard his practice for his confession to her accidentally! Panicking, he knelt down abruptly to pick up her huge book. On the corner of his eye, he saw the orange-haired girl trembling in shock and blushing. Because of that, he became more anxious to look at her in the eyes. He's trying to think of an excuse so he couldn't strain their current relationship. He didn't want Nanami to avoid him . . .

"Nanami . . . , I . . . I didn't mean to-"

Nanami interrupted him timidly, "Ittoki-kun . . . , it's fine. I'm just surprised about your feelings for me . . . and I don't know what to say . . ."

His heart was beating faster after hearing her. He thought that she would run away after listening to his confession, but she's trying to consider it and it calmed him down a bit to know that. To be blunt, he's more concerned about her reply to his confession. He really hoped that she would give a positive answer. Standing up, he gave the book to her. She was still stiff when she grabbed the book and thanked him. It worried him. Knowing her, he replied with a caring tone, "It's okay, Nanami . . . It's okay to give me your answer later or tomorrow . . . or maybe next month. I want your honest answer so I'll wait patiently for your reply. So don't worry about it-"

"I . . . I want to answer back your feelings, Ittoki-kun! It's unfair to give a late reply to you when you confessed bravely like that just now . . . ," she retorted softly, trying to be fair to him. Otoya blushed hard. He's already sweating despite of the cold weather. His fists tightened nervously and his eyes were wavering when he observed her taking a deep breath and finally, answering him.

"Ittoki-kun, I . . . I-!"

"Haru-chan!" a loud feminine (yet a bit manly) voice disturbed them.

Looking behind her, she saw Tsukimiya-sensei, wearing a flashy long brown leather coat and a colorful scarf around his neck. He's running towards her while waving his hands cheerfully.

"Tsukimiya-sensei!"

The pink-haired idol, Tsukimiya Ringo, hugged Nanami tightly, causing her to jerk a little.

"Tsukimiya-sensei, what are you doing here?" she asked when he pulled away.

He winked at her, "I'll take you out for some shopping! I like the clothes you chose for me last time, so I want you to accompany me! So, will you come with me today?"

"Uhh . . . umm . . . ," she's looking at Ittoki, whose hands were behind his back, while coming up with a reply. Tsukimiya-sensei noticed the bag of cookies behind the red-haired guy and sensed something suspicious between them so he teased, "Hmm . . . Could it be that I'm disturbing something serious between you two?"

The two of them blushed furiously, making him chuckle in amusement. Flashing a devious smile, he grabbed Nanami's hand and ran with her while shouting, "Sorry, Otoya-kun! But I'm taking Haru-chan with me, so see you later-puu~!"

She tried to refuse, "Se-Sensei! But, I and Ittoki-kun-!"

"Nanami! I'll still wait for your reply so don't worry and have some fun in the city, okay?" yelled Otoya with a hand beside his mouth to make his voice loud and clear. Hearing his shout, Nanami nodded her head with a smile and after a few seconds, he lost sight of them. Looking again at the small bag of cookies he had with him, he sighed heavily and scratched his head sadly. He didn't give the cookies and hear out Nanami's answer in the end, after all . . .

Heading back to his dorm with a gloomy look, he bumped his head many times on several walls because he's not even looking where he's going. Well, it didn't matter to him, not until he bumped someone in the corridor and accidentally, they fell together on the floor at the same time.

Thump!

He mumbled in pain, "Aww. . . That hurts . . . !"

His head was spinning and his eyes were shut tightly because of the sudden fall on the floor . . . ? Wait . . . Was he really lying on the floor?

Slowly, he opened his eyes, focusing his sight in front of him as he felt a warm breath touching his face. His eyes bulged out in shock when he stared at the familiar cobalt eyes of his roommate, and the worst thing was, he's lying beneath him! That's why he couldn't feel the hard, cold floor . . .

"To-Tokiya~!" he cried out with a distressed look, fearing the upcoming catastrophe that would befall to him . . . since he bumped his cold roommate.

"Otoya . . . , you're heavy . . . ," groaned Ichinose Tokiya, trying to bear the pain he felt on his back. He's wearing a black sweater with long neck, a thin gray scarf hanging loosely around his neck, and a pair of white trousers and black shoes.

He apologized quickly, "I'm sorry, Tokiya! I-I'll get off immediate-"

"Otoya," he halted Otoya from getting off him abruptly. The red-haired guy looked at him with a puzzled look. He became more worried when Tokiya just stared at him intensely. Did he have an injury?

"Tokiya, are you fine-"

His question was cut off when he felt the cobalt-eyed idol caressing his forehead gently. He shivered at the touch and his cheeks began to flush.

"What are you doing, Toki-"

"Your forehead is really sore . . . Did you bump your head somewhere hard?" he asked worryingly.

"Uhh . . . , yeah . . . I bumped my head on several walls accidentally while going here . . . ," he answered with an embarrassed look, admitting to him that he's like a clumsy little boy.

He muffled a chuckle when he heard it. Otoya blushed more in embarrassment.

Tokiya reminded him with a smirk, "Then be careful next time. Always watch where you're going, Otoya."

He pouted like a kid, "I know that! Don't treat me like a kid, Tokiya!"

"Ahem! What are you two gentlemen doing there?" a voice caught their attention.

They looked at the man who's standing in front of them. He's wearing a white coat, a purple scarf, and a pair of gray trousers and leather boots.

Otoya's mouth hanged open, "Ren!"

Jinguji Ren mocked them, "Eh? Are you two already giving up on chasing girls and trying to hook up here right now? How unsightly . . ."

"Hook up . . . ? Me and Tokiya . . . ?" wondered Otoya with a bewildered face and then he flustered feverishly when he got the image in his mind.

Getting off Tokiya, he protested madly to Ren, "I'm not hooking up with Tokiya! I'm a normal guy! And I'm properly in love with a girl!"

Tokiya showed a depressing look when he heard it.

Ren laughed at his reaction, "I know that, fool! I'm just joking! Well, I can't help myself, but to tease you two if you're in that position on the floor. What happened here, by the way?"

"Uhh . . . , I bumped Tokiya accidentally. I wasn't looking so we ended up in that position," he explained.

"Ohh . . . So that's what happened. Sorry if I put it as a dirty joke."

"No, it's okay. Misunderstandings usually happen," he smiled.

While sitting up on the floor and ignoring the conversation between Ren and Otoya, Tokiya found a small white bag of cookies, which was closed with a pink ribbon, on the corner of the floor. He picked it up and saw a tiny card hanging on the ribbon. He read it silently, "To Nanami . . . Happy White Day! I hope you like these flower-shaped cookies I baked for you . . . From Otoya."

When Otoya finished talking to Ren and watched him leave, he faced Tokiya again. Upon facing the cobalt-eyed guy, he showed a surprised look when he viewed Tokiya eating a piece of cookie he baked for Nanami. Enraged, he ran to him and scolded him, "Hey! Those cookies are for Nanami, Tokiya! Don't eat them!"

"Mmm . . . Delicious," complimented Tokiya suddenly after munching and gulping it. Otoya blushed yet again. He couldn't believe that Tokiya was complimenting an amateur like him. Flattered, he sat down on the floor beside him, putting his back against the wall, and asked shyly, "Really? Is it really delicious? Will Nanami like it?"

Tokiya gave him a warm smile while tying back the ribbon around the small bag and giving it back to him, "Of course. I'm sure Nanami-san will like it."

It's weird . . . Otoya felt his heart bursting in happiness when Tokiya reassured him. Feeling confident about his skills now, he thanked his roommate with a big toothy grin, "Thanks, Tokiya! You're a kind guy, after all!"

"It's nothing. I just stated the fact, that's all," he replied, turning away his gaze from him. Otoya noticed his roommate blushing. Was it only his imagination? It's totally absurd if it's not his imagination! Ignoring that for now, he heard Tokiya questioning him.

"Otoya, are you confessing to Nanami-san?"

He nodded, "Yeah, I already confessed to her. I'm just waiting for her reply. Why do you ask?"

Tokiya's face darkened, "Oh . . . , nothing. I'm just curious."

Otoya felt something was wrong with his roommate and it worried him. Could it possibly be that . . . Tokiya also loves Nanami? Troubled by his speculation, he stopped thinking about it and both of them headed back to their room silently.

Nanami was wobbling as she made her way back to her room at dusk. Shopping with Tsukimiya-sensei was as exhausting as jogging around the whole city. She must not underestimate the working idols! Speaking of idols, she started to worry about the Starish. She hoped Ichinose-san would not overwork himself again . . . Huh? Why was she more worried about Ichinose-san? Blushing because of her obvious adornment for the cobalt-eyed idol, she slumped down on her bed tiredly and dazed out for a moment to freshen her mind. She tried to think about Otoya's confession awhile ago. To be frank, she liked him. She liked everyone who loves music. But when it came to love, she could only think about him . . .

"Ichinose-san . . . ," she murmured softly his name while hugging her pillow, fantasizing him as her prince of music who was singing love songs beside her. Realizing how strong her feelings for Tokiya, she didn't have a choice but to refuse Otoya's feelings for her. She mustn't be greedy this time . . . She must only choose one . . .

"Ittoki-kun . . . , sorry . . . ," she whispered to herself miserably as she buried her face on the pillow, crying. She didn't want to hurt Otoya, after all . . . However, he wanted her honest reply so she must be straightforward. This was her final decision: she would turn him down.

Inside the room, Tokiya was busy in memorizing their new songs for their next album this night. Their debut album was a big hit, so many fans were expecting for their next album. He must do his best. Music was his life and he wanted his fans to hear the songs they sing for them. While getting off his chair to close the windows so he could practice without disturbing anyone, he heard someone talking outside. Curious, he looked outside the window and saw Nanami and Otoya below, talking. Although it's not in his nature to eavesdrop, he couldn't help himself but to listen to their conversation quietly. He made sure first that they would not see him eavesdropping before listening. Hiding beside the window, he looked down and listened attentively.

"I'm glad that you're finally here, Nanami. I've been waiting for you," said Otoya, blushing with anticipation.

She replied sweetly, "Thank you for waiting for me, Ittoki-kun."

"By the way, I forgot to give you this awhile ago," he showed and gave the small bag of cookies to her. Her golden eyes widened in surprise as she opened it and saw various flower-shaped cookies inside.

"Wow!" she replied in awe.

"Happy White Day, Nanami!"

"Thank you so much, Ittoki-kun! I love cookies! My grandma used to bake me some when I was still young."

"Really? That's great!" he scratched his head with a big smile, happy to hear it from her.

She smiled warmly also after receiving such a wonderful gift from him, but her smile disappeared slowly as she remembered the reason why she was here. Looking down to prevent eye contact from him, she told him sadly, "Ittoki-kun . . . umm . . . , about your confession to me earlier . . ."

Otoya gulped nervously, "Yeah?"

"I . . . , Ittoki-kun, I . . . I'm sorry!" she bowed to him as an apologetic gesture.

Otoya's eyes widened in terror, disappointed to hear her reply. It's his first time to experience rejection, so it's hard for him to keep his composure. Nanami was surprised to see tears streaming down on Otoya's cheeks after turning him down. The red-haired idol didn't even realize that he's already crying in front of her. Biting his lower lip, he said bitterly, "I knew it . . . You love someone else, right?"

She was paralyzed, "How did you-"

"It's okay . . . I know that I'm no match with Tokiya . . . You've been idolizing him for a long time now. Plus, he's the reason why you're here now as an accomplished composer . . ."

"Ittoki-kun . . . ," she started to cry while seeing him so sad. She really had no intention to hurt him, but now, she's hurting him and she didn't like it.

"But!" he yelled suddenly, causing Nanami to gaze at him.

"Eh?"

He continued with a desperate look, "Please, wait for me, Nanami . . . I won't still give up on you! I love you and your music, so I'll prove to you that my feelings for you will not change no matter what happens! So, please . . . wait for me!"

"Ittoki-kun . . . I-I don't like this . . . I don't want to hurt you further! So, please stop saying that!" she begged with clasped hands, crying.

"Nanami, I won't give up . . . because I do love you seriously," he murmured gently, looking at her eyes sincerely before he left her there, speechless and weak.

By the window, Tokiya got worried about them after hearing their conversation, but he also felt gladness deep inside him. Abruptly, he showed a surprised look as he saw an upset Otoya entering the room, slamming the door behind him. Seeing him crying up-close, Tokiya didn't feel glad at all. He watched Otoya walking to his bed and sitting on it with a painful look. Couldn't take to see him like that, the cobalt-eyed idol went and sat beside him. He patted Otoya's back with a sympathetic look.

Otoya glared at him while wiping away his tears, "What are you doing, Tokiya? Do you pity me . . . ?"

"This isn't like you, Otoya. When something bad happens to you every time, you'll grab your guitar and will play a cheerful song to cheer yourself up. Did something really awful happen to you tonight that a cheerful song couldn't even help you?" he stared at him sharply, making Otoya tremble in fear a bit.

Staring down the floor, he told him sadly, "I got rejected by Nanami . . ."

"I see . . ."

He added coldly, "And it's your fault . . . ,"

"Huh?"

"Don't play dumb, Tokiya. You love Nanami, too, right?"

Tokiya didn't reply back. He just stared at him silently, and it pissed Otoya off.

Gritting his teeth in agitation, he shouted, "I hate that about you, Tokiya! Nanami obviously loves you, but why aren't you making a move? I'll still be grateful to you if you already have her! But why are you still hesitating?"

Tokiya still stayed silent.

Reaching his limit, the red-haired idol grabbed Tokiya's collar forcefully and shook him while demanding, "Answer me, Tokiya!"

In a split second, everything around Otoya became still as he felt Tokiya's lips against his. His reasoning was shut down and his body became numb, causing his hands to fall limply from Tokiya's collar. Slowly, the cobalt-eyed idol pulled back and replied with a serious face, "This is my answer, Otoya."

To be continued . . .

A/N: That's it for chapter 1! How is it? Should I still continue it? If you have questions about the first chapter, you're free to ask. I'm hoping for your reviews and suggestions! Until next time! (^_^)v