"Hey, how's it going?"

Keiko blushed lightly. "Hello sir, I'm sorry to bother you, but…"

Tsubaki grinned playfully. "There's no need to be shy. What can I do for you miss?"

"Well…" Keiko said fidgeting with her fingers slightly. "It's just...I'm a huge fan, and I couldn't pass up the opportunity to just say I love your voice acting!"

She blushed heavily as he stared down at her in surprise; both of them were standing in the middle of a crowded sidewalk, but neither Tsubaki or Keiko seemed to notice.

"I-I'm sorry, you probably get this all the time, but I just love your voice." she stuttered. "I loved your role in that space opera anime, it was the first one I ever watched actually."

"Whoa, seriously?" Tsubaki looked down at her with wide eyes.

Keiko gulped feeling embarrassed. "Yeah. I'm sorry, I'm such a nerd, but I just had to talk to you-"

"Barely anyone likes that show. Hell, that was my most amateur moment ever." Tsubaki looked mildly embarrassed himself. "I've worked hard to get passed my limitations since then-"

"No, you were amazing!" Keiko said loudly. "Your acting was what made that show, I could tell the other characters were energized by it. I've only heard so many voice actors with your level of skill and emotion."

"Sounds like you're my number one fan or something." Tsubaki chuckled at her burned cheeks. "Don't look like that. I feel honored."

"I was wondering...would it be alright if I got your autograph?"

"Of course!"

Keiko beamed and riffled through her purse. "Thank you so much, I have a pen and napkin in here somewhere-"

"How about I use your hand?"

She stared wide eyed as Tsubaki uncapped a pen and scrawled out his name and number on her hand.

"I have to get to work now, but how about we meet up sometime this week?" Tsubaki gave Keiko a quick wink before running off. "Don't lose that number!"

She looked on in silence for a moment before a wide grin spread across her face.

"O-okay! Thank you Asahina-san!"

For the next couple of months Keiko found herself growing closer and closer to the man whose voice she had admired for so long. Pretty soon every day began with a good morning text and ended with a message planning for the next time they could hang out, or a flirty good night text.

"She's so cute." Tsubaki grinned as Keiko sent him an awkward reply to his kissy face. "Shyness is adorable, but I wish she'd be more comfortable around me."

He sighed heavily and flopped back on his bed; he wished Azusa was back from his recording session. He wanted to ask his advice.

"Damn." Tsubaki looked through his phone for the pictures he had taken of Keiko earlier that day; she had posed stiffly at the cafe's table, a slice of cake barely eaten on her plate. As adorable as she looked to him, he couldn't help frown.

"She's my biggest fan, and I think we're pretty good friends." Tsubaki groaned. "Why is it so hard for us to be more? What am I doing wrong?!"

Two days later Keiko had invited him over to her house to watch anime; he was beyond excited.

"So this is your place?" Tsubaki looked around eagerly. "It's cozy. Oh, who's that handsome guy?"

He pointed to a poster of him and Azusa that was taped to her closet door. Keiko blushed slightly.

"Sorry, is that weird?" Keiko was still getting over the shock of having her favorite voice actor in her own home. Tsubaki was open and friendly, perhaps a bit too much so, and Keiko was still getting used to it all. Frankly, she hadn't ceased feeling a bit starstruck.

"Not at all." Tsubaki smiled softly; she looked so sweet to him, all embarrassed and self conscious. Still, it pained him to see her so on edge.

"Hey." Tsubaki began; Keiko blinked at his serious tone. It was the first time he hadn't looked ready to crack a joke or make a teasing comment. "You like me, right?"

"Yes of course!" she blurted out. "You're such a nice person, and I've always been a huge fan-"

"I don't mean it like that."

Keiko was stung by his harsh tone; Tsubaki looked as if he had been punched.

"Asahina-san-"

"Why is it always 'Asahina-san'?! Aren't we closer than that?" Tsubaki rushed forward, seizing her by the shoulders. "I'm so tired of it!"

"I-I…" Keiko had no idea what to say to his sudden outburst. "What's going on? You're scaring me…"

"I love you!" Tsubaki whispered harshly; he pulled her into a constricting hug. "Ever since that day we met, I knew you were special. I thought we had a connection."

Keiko tried to push him away with a panicked stare. "Connection?! We just met!"

"So what?!" Tsubaki demanded an explanation; he couldn't fathom why she was being so difficult. He was just being honest; he felt they were meant for each other, any idiot could see that!

"I think you should leave." Keiko broke free and made a run for her cell phone. "If you don't I'll call the cops!"

Tsubaki looked at her, torn between sadness and anger; his voice came out weak. "Why are you doing this to me? I've been trying so hard!"

Without much effort, he knocked the phone from her hands, tackling Keiko onto the bed; he was stronger than she had guessed. "Tsubaki!" Keiko cried out painfully as he held down her hands. "Please stop!"

"You're mine." Tsubaki let go only to hold her to him in a vice grip. "You're my number one fan, right? I know you feel the same way, you don't have to hide it silly. I'm your biggest fan too, all this time I've been dreaming of you, craving you. You're all I think about."

Keiko flinched as Tsubaki kissed her forehead, cheeks, and neck, before catching her lips in a demanding kiss. He pulled back with a wide smile.

"Don't fight this. I love you and I won't give you a chance to get away."

Keiko shook violently at his dangerous gaze; she wanted to smack herself for letting this man know where she lived.

"Let's watch that anime now, okay? It'll be our first date!"

Tsubaki laughed carelessly and turned on the TV; Keiko laid frozen on the bed, trying to find some way to escape. He curled up next to her as the anime's opening began.

"T-Tsubaki, please, let me-"

"Be quiet. It's starting." Tsubaki ordered; after a second he turned back to her with a wide grin. "You're having fun, right?"

Keiko nodded quickly.

"Good. Let's make this a regular thing." Tsubaki held her even closer; she could feel his fingers digging into her arms painfully, but she didn't dare complain.

"O-okay." Keiko tried to cry silently; Tsubaki buried his face in her hair, one of his hands slowly trailing down to her thigh.

"So cute…"