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You Just Don't Get It!

Miyu wasn't a morning person. The fact had been proven over years and years of testing and the results weren't improving much as she got older. At almost 17 years old, Miyu still couldn't manage to get up in time to get ready without rushing. That morning began no different. "KANATA!" The blonde yelled with her golden hair flowing behind her as she sprinted across the hallway. "Have you seen my school bag?" She poked her head into the dining room to see the brunet boy, fully dressed, calmly eating his breakfast.

"Nope. But then again, I don't really make it my responsibility to keep up with your stuff." Kanata took another bite of oatmeal and turned the page in the magazine he was reading, not once looking up at the voice that had come through the kitchen.

"OH!" Miyu felt her anger flare at the boy's statement. "YOU OLD MAN! I hope you rot!" She spat as she spun around on her heel to keep looking for her bag.

"Good morning to you too," Kanata chuckled as he finally put down the magazine and glanced at the school bag next to him. "She'll be a while, huh?"

~xoxoxoxoxoxox~

"I can't believe him!" The blonde beauty was fuming as soon as she arrived at school. After about 20 minutes of searching, she had run into the dining room to ask Kanata one more time if he had seen her bag, finding him gone. That's when she found it. Right next to the spot that he had been sitting! He had said that he didn't know where it was! "I can't believe he purposely made me late for school! If he had just told me where it was, I wouldn't have wasted 20 minutes looking for it! I could have done my hair or something." Miyu picked up a piece of her limp blonde hair. She knew that she was whining, but she figured that after 5 years of being her best friends, Aya and Nanami were probably used to it.

"Maybe he's trying to teach you to be more responsible?" Nanami shrugged nonchalantly, obviously trying to quell her blond best friend's anger. "I mean, I hardly think that Kanata is trying to sabotage you."

"HE IS! He's trying to prove that I'm not responsible enough to be the Student Council Secretary!" Miyu fisted her hands next to her hips, looking as if she was going to punch the next person who was stupid enough to walk in front of her. Not that she was very intimidating, but everyone was pretty sure she could pack a mean punch if provoked.

"I think you prove that yourself on a pretty frequent basis." Aya looked at Miyu as smiled as innocently as she could.

"Hey! Who's side are you on, exactly!" Miyu suddenly stopped walking to look at her friend. She closed her eyes and began to rub her temples. "Aya, I really don't need that from you too. It's not like I have many people rooting for me in the first place." Suddenly, her back straightened and her hands dropped, a smile lit up her face.

"Miyu…" Kanata came strolling around the corner. He smiled at her conceitedly. "It's good to see that you got to school on time."

"Of course I did!" The blonde's fake cheerful façade faltered. She frowned and crossed her arms angrily. "I'm running for a position this year! I can't afford to be late!" Miyu glared at the laughing boy and let out a sigh as she placed the tips of her fingers against her forehead, exasperated. "What is so funny?"

It took Kanata a moment to regain his composure. The trio of females thought that he was a little exaggerated, but it wasn't often that you got to see Kanata Saionji make a complete and utter fool of himself. "You actually think you stand much of a chance against Yoru?" He pointed towards the conveniently placed poster of a black-haired boy with intelligent looking gray eyes. "You do realize that he would have been decent competition even for ME, if he had wanted the position. Why he chose Secretary is beyond me."

"I can beat him." Miyu let both her hands fall to her side, a serious gaze overtaking her usually laidback persona. "I have more motivation." She nodded her head slightly, almost as if she had to reassure herself that the boy had no chance. "Besides, I think I'm more than responsible enough to get a few votes."

"Yeah… FEW being the operative word here. I have a pretty good feeling that this boy is going to demolish you." As he spoke, his eyes gathered more and more of a maniacal gleam. A storm was brewing in the near perfect mind of Kanata Saionji. "As a matter of fact, I'm willing to bet that he's going to at least get 65% more votes than you." He crossed his arms, triumphantly, obviously proud of himself for coming up with something that he knew would provoke Miyu into doing something rash.

"Oh, really?" Miyu smiled as mischievously as the Cheshire Cat. "What are the stakes?"

"Miyu…" Aya voiced timidly.

Kanata ran his fingers through his messy brown hair for a moment as he thought. Miyu couldn't help but think that he really was unbelievable unattractive. Too bad his personality was so bad. Kanata raised three fingers on his left hand. "Three favors. Whatever the other person wants. It doesn't matter what, as long as they ask for it. And it can't be stupid things, like getting the groceries."

Miyu snapped her fingers jokingly. "Dang it. I was going to have you clean the bathroom." She retorted sarcastically, "Conditions? Do you want to change them? Because, the way I see it, you're at a bit of a disadvantage here. If I win the election, I win the bet. If I lose the election, I have a better than 50% chance of still winning the bet. I hate to say it, but you're chances don't look so hot." Miyu grinned empathetically and made a tsking sound with her mouth.

"Miyu!" Aya's voice was stronger.

"Alright, we'll make it a bit broader. If you win the election, then you win the bet. If you lose the election, you lose the bet. It'll be easier for your simple mind to remember. You lose one, you lose both." Kanata stuck his hand out for a handshake to seal the deal.

Miyu grabbed it firmly. "Done. Don't regret this later; there's no telling what I could make you do."

"Well, you just have me shaking in my boots. Best of luck to you, Miyu." Kanata gave her hand one final pump before releasing it and turning down the hallway that led to the Student Council Office.

"MIYU!" Aya yelled, as she grabbed the blondes arm and spun her around.

Miyu quickly threw her hands into defense position, guarding her face from the punch that she knew was coming. "I KNOW! I know, Aya. I didn't get caught up in the moment, I promise." Miyu looked at her friend with a sparkle in her eyes. "I just think that I may have a chance here. Think about it! If I win, then I could make one of his favors that he goes on a date with me! It would be killing two birds with one stone!" She began to rub her hands together, like an evil mastermind with a plan. Aya opened her mouth to interject, but then Miyu started again, "Of course, I wouldn't let him know that it was a date. I would just ask him to come run an errand with me or somethi-"

"You can't ask him to do stuff like that, it's against the conditions." Nanami finally chipped in. Miyu blinked at the sound of her voice, having almost forgotten that Nanami was there.

"Oh. Right." Her face fell for a moment, but as suddenly as it had fallen, it lit back up. "Well! I'll think of something!" She smiled energetically. "I'm not going to let this opportunity pass me by!"

Aya jumped right in front of Miyu and held both her hands out in an attempt to get her to stop. "Wait! Wait! I need you to wait! Before you go off into your wonderfully happy fantasyland, I need you to consider the possibility that Kanata could win this. It's not like you're exactly top-notch material for the Student Council, you realize this, right?"

Miyu smiled quirkily and placed her hands on Aya's shoulders. "Yeah, I know. Didn't I just tell you that? I have a plan! It's not exactly foolproof, but it's good enough."

"Awesome! This is going to be fun! Whatever it is that you have planned, I want you to know that I'm definitely in." Nanami threw her hands into the air, obviously excited.

"Good, because I'm going to need all the help I can get." Miyu looked pleadingly over at Aya. "Aya? Please, please, please! PLUH-EASSSE!" She begged.

"Fine. But you owe me one, because I REALLY don't think this is going to end well." Aya shook her head slightly as she shrugged her shoulders.

"Yay! Thank you, thank you, thank you! I really love you two!" Miyu gathered her best friends into a makeshift group hug and smiled widely. "This could be just crazy enough to work…"

~xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox~

The house was quiet when Kanata arrived. The near-silent hum of the washing machine replaced the usual cheerful clatter of Miyu attempting to cook something decent in the kitchen. He set his back on the ground in the living room and took a quick stroll around to assess the situation. No Miyu in the dining room. No Miyu in the kitchen. No Miyu in her bedroom. No Miyu in the bathroom. Kanata checked the shrine and the courtyard for any sign of her presence. He sighed and glumly dragged himself back to the living room, where he had a hundred and three things that needed to be done by the morning calling his name. He had been working for a good thirty minutes before he heard the front door open and close, a sure sign that he had been searching for naught. "Miyu?" He called experimentally. He chuckled to himself as he heard a crash, her klutziness knowing no bounds.

"Kanata?" The blonde quickly poked her head into the living room doorway, a bright smile adorning her gorgeous face. "What's up?"

Kanata blinked stupidly. She looked a mess, but was still one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen in his life. He desperately wanted to go over and touch her face. Kiss her lips. Play with her hair. He shook his troubling thoughts from his mind. "Umm… Welcome home." He said quietly as he turned back to the paperwork that he had been working on. He heard her walk towards him and felt her gaze on his hands.

"I'm home!" Miyu laughed as she quickly rubbed one of Kanata's shoulders reassuringly. Kanata could feel the tension of his day practically melt at the feel of her touch. With all the election preparations going on, he hadn't had much time to relax, but he hadn't even noticed how much stress had built up. His mind quickly jumped to the bet they had made earlier that day. He couldn't have her actually getting the position of Student Council Secretary and winning that bet. Plus, if Kanata actually thought about Miyu's social standing in school, it was already towers above the normal student; he couldn't have her value among men going up. He would have to come up with some kind of sneaky plan to make sure she lost. He had some plans for those 'favors'. After a few minutes of soaking in the goodness of her touch, Kanata leaned his head back over his work and started to try to concentrate. He felt Miyu's hand slip off his shoulder and heard her footfalls as she practically skipped her way to the kitchen. Kanata couldn't help but strain his ears to listen for the sounds of her clatter of mess making in the kitchen. Moments after she left, he heard the loud crash of Miyu dropping a pan and was instantly satisfied. Suddenly, all the words that had been utter gibberish before made sense to him. He started working a furious pace, not even stopping when the blonde beauty came in to deliver a cupful of Kanata's favorite tea and a pumpkin snack. After a few solid hours of work, he had finally finished everything. He vaguely thought, not for the first time, about just how vital Miyu was to his work ethic. It seemed like he couldn't get anything done without her being around, making her normal racket. Just as he had put the final form into his bag, Miyu walked past the door that lead from the living room to the kitchen holding some kind of casserole in her hands. The distinct smell of cheese wafted across the room.

"Kanata! Dinner~!" Miyu called. She quickly walked into the living room and grabbed his arm, pulling him to his feet. "I think you've earned a bit of a break." Miyu smiled earnestly and gestured to the size of his schoolbag. "I mean, only like ten minutes. It seems to me that there's probably quite a bit more there." She laughed and Kanata couldn't quite tell if she was joking or not.

"Actually, I'm finished for the night." Kanata felt the warmth of Miyu's hands on his arm instantly disappear. He floundered about for a moment; the sudden loss of the quiet comfort was disconcerting.

"You finished all that paperwork in two hours?" Miyu's mouth was pressed into a stern line, looking almost as if she were displeased by something. She turned her head to look at the table of food that she had made. "Oh."

"Is something wrong with that?" Kanata walked around her and sat at his usual seat at the square table. He was right about the cheese, wrong about the casserole. It looked as if Miyu had made her homemade macaroni and cheese, which Kanata considered to be one of her specialties. Especially since it was one of the only meals that she didn't still partially burn. Miyu blamed it on the oven, but Kanata had never personally had those problems when he cooked. He did have to admit though, she had gotten much better. All of her food was edible at this point. He smiled to himself as he got a large portion of the noodle-dish.

"No. Nothing." Miyu's smile returned and she made her way to the other side of the table. "Would you like another glass of the tea from earlier? I made an extra pot, since I wasn't sure how long you were going to be working." Miyu stood up at her chair and gestured toward the counter in the kitchen. Kanata noticed that she hadn't been kidding. Sitting on the counter next to another little pile of pumpkin snacks, there was an entire pot of what he assumed was his favorite flavor tea.

"Sure, that would be great." Kanata stood up to retrieve his glass from the living room and Miyu turned to grab the kettle. Miyu poured him a glass and the dinner began. Kanata took a bite of his macaroni. "Flavoring's a bit weird tonight, huh?"

Miyu stuck a bite into her mouth. "Nah, you're just being a perfectionist. It tastes just like it always does." She smiled as she took another bite. "Oh yeah, I made some pumpkin pie for later. It's in the oven so it stays warm." She took a swig of water. "I figured I would use it as a motivation for finishing all that paperwork, but it seems like all my hard work went to waste." The blonde sighed dramatically, making a scene out of putting the back of her hand to her forehead as if to prove that she was fatigued.

Kanata took a sip of his tea and smiled contently. He could vaguely make out the smell of the pumpkin pie between the subtle scent of cheese and the scent of his tea. Miyu had a special way of making the pie that she had perfected over all the years of knowing Kanata. At this point, Miyu's was one of the only pumpkin pies that Kanata could actually enjoy. He finished his macaroni quickly, so that he would be one step closer to getting to the pie. As he watched Miyu cut the pie, comforting yet beautiful, he had a thought. This is exactly what he needed every night; the perfect tea that only Miyu could make, a pumpkin pie that only Miyu could make, and a comfortable environment… that only Miyu could make. If he had that, Kanata couldn't think of anything else that could make him happier.

~xoxoxoxoxoxoxox~

"Alright girls, so far, the plan is working beautifully!" Miyu said as she pumped her fist in the air, a sign of her obvious excitement. "I'll be Student Council Secretary by the end of the week, just you wait!" She smiled widely at her two friends sitting patiently at the pair of desks in front of the blonde.

"It's not like it's a very complex plan. I mean, really Miyu? When you were explaining it to me earlier, I figured it was going to be much more difficult to put into action." Nanami shrugged her shoulders, looking as if she were a little disappointed that it was an easy plan.

Miyu patted her friends shoulder encouragingly. "Come on, Nanami! Don't you want me to live happily ever after!" She smiled brightly, making sure that Nanami realized how serious she was. This was a matter of true love for Miyu! There wasn't anything that was going to get in her way!

Nanami sighed loudly, "I do, I do…Sort of. I don't know! I was just hoping that this would be more fun or something." She shrugged her shoulders as she continued to walk down the hallways that were slathered with the faces of all the election candidates. She stopped in front of one with a brunet boy with chocolate eyes. "What do you see in him, anyway? I mean, as far as I can tell, you two aren't very nice to each other anyway."

"You only think that because you haven't seen them when they're at home." A pink-haired beauty suddenly appeared out of the door to the left of the trio. "They're almost sickening to watch." She stuck her tongue out as she waved to the girls. Miyu and Christine hadn't been in the same class since middle school, but they tried to remain friends by keeping in touch. Thankfully, Christine wasn't in love with Kanata anymore, so she could actually come over to the house without destroying anything.

Miyu smiled playfully, "Oh shut up. It's not like you have any right to talk!" She pointed to a blonde boy who was sitting on a desk just inside the classroom, white bird on his shoulder, rose in hand. "You and Nozomi are hard to be around for more than a few minutes! People have been known to ACTUALLY throw up!" Christine blushed drastically and stepped out into the hallway, shutting the door behind her.

"Hush! You're just jealous that I can publically be with him." Christine covered her mouth immediately after finishing her sentence. "I'm sorry Miyu! I didn't mean it like that, really I didn't!" Christine still didn't really think things through before she spoke, however.

"Oh, it's not you're fault. I know what you meant," Miyu smiled softly, comforting her friend my lightly pushing some of her hair behind her ear. "I wouldn't be accepted as his girlfriend right now, that's why I'm working so hard to get this position. If I get it, then I don't have to hide my feelings for him anymore. I could just tell him. But as for right now, I don't have the right to tell him. Right now, I'm not good enough. I will be soon though!" Miyu pushed her fist through the air into a victory pose. "I can definitely beat that stupid Yoru!"

"Right!" Christine and Nanami both stood tall and put their arms around Miyu, giving her a hug. Aya stayed close behind, her moral support still felt.

"So…What next, fearless leader!" Christine pulled away from the hug and put her hands on her hips, ready for action.

Miyu looked uncertain as she glanced around the hallway, looking for anything that would work. Not seeing anything she looked to Nanami for support. The tall auburn rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms and looked at Christine pointedly. "Just tell her, you dolt. No one is going to laugh. It's not an embarrassing plan, nor is it crazy. Now, if you had one of us dressing up in a bunny suit or something, it would be a whole other story." She smiled widely, patting the blonde on the back as she tried to push the words from her mouth.

"Umm… Okay. So basically, the plan in a nutshell is to make me look responsible. Whenever you need something, I want you to come to me first and ask me. Then, when I tell you what to do, you can say something really loud about how helpful I am. I'm hoping that will get enough publicity on its own. If that doesn't work…" Miyu looked at the ground and turned a deep red before continuing. "If that doesn't work, then I have a few maid costumes. We're going to run a publicity stand in the morning. I don't know if it's exactly a good idea, but I figure it would be enough for now, right?"

"Yeah! I'll do my best to help the cause! I'm even going to make buttons or something for the stand!" Christine turned and opened the door, skipping back into the classroom.

"Hey! Don't just assume-…" Miyu reached for the girl as her figure disappeared behind the door. She sighed as she smiled and absent-mindedly twirled a piece of her long blonde hair. "This is going to be a long couple of weeks."

~xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox~

Author's Note: Alright… So this one started as a one-shot… I know, I know. I don't know what happened! It's just gotten longer and longer! Ugh. Anyways, this is going to be a three chapter story unless anything changes in my noggin or if I get really long winded. But I've got most of the second chapter done; I just decided that this chapter had gotten insanely long. I know I, personally, like chapters that are between 3,000 and 5,000 words. So I try to stay in that range.

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