Inspired by the manga seven days.

I make an apology for not editing this as I do not like re-reading my work and for all the stuff that does not make sense and the mistakes. Sorry

Disclaimer: I don't own the ink I use nor the computer used to for typing and the large amounts of paper we waste for no apparent reason and most of all Kyou Kara Maou. Because I am cheap I don't own any of these things besides the less appealing drool I leave from falling asleep.

MOnday

Under the blazing sun in an open classroom as students gather to unpleasant learning, children will be children and kids will be kids, under each desk students in there 4th year into high school notes avalanched down each student in secret. And without a clue the teacher would resume her lessons trying to fill unmotivated students to learn their gamma. (coughmecough)

As words spread like a bushfire in the heat, the girl's impatiently waited for the bell, excited about what they would talk about to one another through their mouths and no longer paper.

Oh, what a disruptive morning.

Enthusiastically a hand swiped behind his back as fast as a MasterCard could process debt. "Good morning! Look at that! Is that what I think it is…WRINKLES!" two large ruby eyes curved mercilessly at the black gloomy figure in front of her and extending her fingers she poked his forehead "Your going to be just like my bulldog Gwendal one day, but have no fear I Freya shall save you, but first take out your wallet!"

Moving sluggishly I pushed the hand away from my forehead and managed to mutter, "Please leave me alone" while praying she'll go away.

She immediately answers in a singsong manner "That's impossible, where there is business there is Freya. And to cure this wrinkle problem this formula should do the trick, newly imported and this is no lie, this stuff really works. And if this doesn't suit you I've got some dead sea face masks that are great as well ...so care to take out your wallet, oh, great one!"

"I'm not in the mood" I replied back no where near as enthusiastic as Freya, my classmate and a close friend, that often goes around illegally making business at school.

Not giving up she searches through her own wallet pulling out a single photo, "BEHOLD, GWENDAL! See" she points at the photo, the sight is almost scary with her eyes twirling and sparkling.

But as I only peeked slightly from my bangs, I sigh and turn away, waving at her to go away.

"Now look here!" she demands, grabbing my head and turning it towards the photo. "I told you this stuff really works; look even Gwendal has tried it! Look at the change" and with a stupid smirk on her face she concludes, "Isn't it magnificent, look at him, the new him. TA-DA! So how about it?"

I took a good look at the photo and she was right, her bulldog Gwendal sure looked different…all pegged up that is. I pity the poor dog.

"Isn't that animal abuse?" I questioned her.

There was a pause before she answers, "Not if I burn the evidence first!" she franticly replies pulling a lighter out from her magic bag of goods to be sold.

"It's illegal to set fire at school as well" I remind her.

"And it's illegal to tell on a friend as well! So really not buying?" she retorts.

I gave her a slight smile and went back on spreading a gloomy aura at the back of the classroom.

And no longer in a singsong manner she had on, her voice no longer as sweet and cheery. In a darker lower voice then she had on. "Eh, what's this? What's seems to be wrong you-who-refuses-to-buy-anything?" she asks and I ignore her.

Her eyes narrow dangerous and endlessly pokes my back, "Oi, Oi I'm talking to you, you know, you-who-refuses-to-buy-anything."

I continued to ignore her and her rudeness, which I should not have done.

She twitches in the progress and brings out her secret hobby her collection of 5cents and with one swift movement she sacks me with her bag of 5 cent. "Ur bringing down the weather you !#$^ piece of !#$%" she concludes. Fatality!

"Want me to buy you life insurance?" she grudgingly asks

I dismissed her violence and unhealthy language, as my strategy of ignoring her can not longer be used and I ask, "That's right your mom works at an insurance company doesn't she?"

"That's right you-who-refuses-to-buy-anything, my mom Anissina is the best!" she replies proudly with a fake tear tickling down.

"Can you please not call me that, my names Yuuri" I tell her, no longer able to dismiss her rudeness.

"Oh is that soooo, so your names Yuuri huh~" she teases as if talking to a kindergarten, for no reason what so ever or probably still not over the fact I didn't buy anything.

"Please don't make fun of me" I reply politely

"So what? You got dumped again…" she finally says addressing the reason for my gloominess.

"What do you mean again?" I reply back

"Oh right, forgot you're a virgin" she smirks

"Wait a minute aren't you the same and aren't you suppose to cheer me up as a friend?" I inquired.

"HA, as long as I have my money and my beauty the rest can wait nothing for me to worry about. As for you pure pure boy it's already been 2 weeks get over it! Every single morning for the past 2 weeks in that gloomy state, how do you want me to cheer you up? What is needed to be said is already said." She replies crossing her hands across her chest, standing right beside me looking down as if I'm some pitiful animal.

I mutter in low voice half hoping she wouldn't hear, "It's because I have friends like you that I can't enjoy a normal high school experience"

Her smile widens at my comment as she continues to stare down at me pitifully, damn seems she heard me.

"I understand, the first step in understanding yourself is to first blame your our pathetic ness onto someone else, please continue" she says effortlessly and nods in confirmation at her own words.

"It's not like I'm not over her, but I really thought she was the one" I say resuming back to the main topic.

"If the old one doesn't go, how will the new one come in" She replies and nods again to herself in conformation at her new found words.

I bury myself onto my desk, hiding my face in my arms and gave out a sigh.

Has she even loved anyone before, it's not as simple as just letting go.

"Ah!"

But the problem at hand right now is that I even introduced her to my parents. To my mom she's already part of the family, what will I tell her now…

"Look Yuuri it's the prince!"

How should I tell her…"OuCH?!" I exclaim as Freya's collection of 5 cent smack me again across the head.

"Look Yuu it's normal, relationships come and go. Here look outside" She says while pointing outside the class window onto a blonde beauty.

"What's there to see?" I ask confused, while hearing thousands of girls mutter in curiosity about who do you think will be next and questions of should I confess and will I make it in time.

"Where have you been back from a toilet hole? Don't you know what goes on in your school and you're the vice president as well, don't you bring shame to our name!" Freya replies back

"So what's the news?" I ask indifferently

"Look black head! His—" I interrupt her.

"It's Yuuri!" I fix up

"Right, okay Yuuri. That blonde is Wolfram a year higher then us, the limit is a week. After each week he'll change a partner because rumour has it that he has yet to find the right one and he'll go out with whoever asks him first when the new weeks starts." Explains Freya

"What a player" I comment

"No, no one really gets mad. He's a real gentleman on his dates; the girls all cherish it like gold" Freya replies back.

"Oh" was all I could say as I listened and as the class bell rang I prepared for my PE class.

Mondaymondaymondaymondaymonday

Gee it's sure hot today.

Wiping off some sweat I continued to keep my eyes on the ball as a fielder in baseball.

Wooooah that sure went high

The batter had hit the ball high above the ground and away from all the fielders and finally landing across a fence onto another block at school.

"That's a homerun!" the batter exclaimed

"What? No way that doesn't count. It's an out, an out!" my team yelled back

"yuuri can you go get the ball for us" the leader cried

"Sure" I said and waved back running and climbing over the fence and boy was I surprised at what was behind the other side.

"Ah, it's the prince!" I slipped out from my mouth.

"Prince?" he questioned and looked at me weirdly.

"I-I meant Wolfram, y-you know that's what the girls call you prince"

"I'm guessing you came over for this" he suggests as he holds up the baseball.

"Y-yea that's right, t-thanks" I sputter out stupidly, adding a sheepish smile while taking the ball out of his hand, not missing the opportunity to stare at his face in close range.

He sure lives up to his reputation as a prince

After taking the ball out of his hands I noticed lying on the ground was a pink envelop next to his bag and I took the hint.

Should I leave? Maybe the sooner the better

But I asked curiously "Don't you have class?"

"My period starts late" he replies in monotone

I give him another one of my sheepish smiles and ask, "Oh right its Monday! She's late isn't she?" I guessed it by the tone of his voice and his tiredness of waiting for someone face.

"Eh?" he replies back

"A new week right?" I ask just to be sure, with an idiotic mask on.

He was surprised by my question guessing by the widening of his eyes and we just stood there for a while, as the wind twirled our hair around playfully.

Breaking the peaceful silent Wolfram finally replies, "yea…" his eyes turn to the side, "I didn't think many people knew about it".

He lifts up a hand and catches a falling leaf that just let home, "yea she's late isn't she?" he asks no one in particular and just at that moments as the clouds passed by, with shades of light and dark. An astonishing image was portrayed through Yurri's eyes, might it be the delusions made by the heat but through the lights and expressions the image was harmony in its full glory.

Ah, what a godly sight

Wolfram checked his watch and let out a sigh as he looks around to see if the girl who asked him here by letter is coming. But to his false hope she had yet to make an appearance.

"Is it okay to be here talking to me right now?" he asks me out of concern

"Yea, it's fine. No worries." I answer him as the bickering from across the other side of the fence had yet to die down.

Seems the great debate on homerun or not is still on…

"So what type are you looking for?" I ask curiously as I stare at his godly face.

"My type? I don't really have one" Wolfram replies as he thinks about how to answer, but then a charming devious smile broadens on his face as he continues, "Ah…but I like your face" he states.

I'm caught by surprise by his answer about my face, but I return him an idiotic smile and reply back genuinely, "I like your face too"

We both chuckled under the blazing sun and just sat there in the peaceful silent together as we gazed at our school scenery.

"Is she really coming?" I ask in disbelief at how late she is.

"Yea, she'll come. Something must be holding her up" he says in her defence.

A real gentleman huh...I remember

And following the flow of the moment innocently and playfully with meaningless words I ask with a sheepish smile plastered on my face, "You know, why don't you go out with me instead?"

His expression was between surprise and shock.

"Yuuri, it's a homerun, homerun. The games starting now, quickly and come back!" My team mates yell from across the fence.

I turn around and run back to climb back to my game while yelling, "Coming!" to my team mates, as I shout back to Wolfram with a wave, "sorry, seems I gotta go now"

"N-name?!" Wolfram sputters and shouts back.

"Yuuri Shibuya"

"Got it. I'll remember it" He says while walking off with his bag on his shoulders.

I turn around as I didn't quite hear what he had said but he was already walking off and just before I turned back to resume my journey across the fence, hidden in the bush of plants not far from where Wolfram had had his bag at there was a blue notebook. He must have dropped it I thought and ran back to pick it up, by this time wolfram was already far from my site and so I shrugged and headed back to my game holding it safe in my hands.

I'll give it back to him the next time I see him

And whilst in my thoughts a large gust of wind whooshed by flipping the first page in the blue notebook and written neatly in handwriting contained a sentence:

As each new week starts I can't help but get a little excited about the small hopes that she just might be the one.

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And that's the end of Monday, hope you enjoyed your Monday experience.

Reviews greatly appreciated, whether good or bad no matter. Any type of comments simple, plain to complex keep me from going utterly insane and continuance to type.