Ahem, I'm Chika-nyan~. It's a pleasure to meet you. *bows* I would appreciate kind reviews or critics. I do not want you to simply go, "I HATE IT!" for no reason whatsoever. At least say, "I don't like it because blah-blah and blah-blah. Plus, your grammar is quite bad." I'll be sad, but it's good to know how to improve! Also! This is my FIRST fan fiction. I know I suck, but please don't kill me~. Getting killed by someone who doesn't like my story would be a horrible end for me... Also, this story contains Gakupo x Luka~ some Rin x Len and other couples to be decided later! Don't like, don't read~.

Luka POV

"Luka-chan, I… I really like you!" a boy with short purple hair practically yelled. His hands were clenched, his face was a deep shade of red, he was biting his lip, and it looked like tears would start rolling down his cheeks any second now. After realizing what he'd just done, his face became an even deeper shade of red, if that was even possible, and he quickly hid his face.

It took me a minute to process this information. Due to my stubbornness and slight boyishness, this was the first time a boy had confessed to me. On top of that, he was my childhood friend. Of course, I liked him too, but I was wondering what was up. He was always the slow, straightforward, slightly idiotic type. If he wanted to say he liked me he'd do it with a smile on his face and repeatedly say it until I accepted it. This was out of character. A frown appeared on my face and the boy turned to face me.

"Actually…" he muttered, looking down at his shoes, "I didn't notice it until recently. I'm moving soon and then I thought about how I don't want to leave you and…" He let out a nervous laugh and scratched the back of his head, "I… I just wanted to tell you… you don't have to accept it…" he muttered.

"But what if I want to?" I asked, "What if I like you too?" My face started to flush the color of my then short hair, a nice, light pink. "Even if you're moving…" I started, "…you're bound to come back some day, right?"

The boy's mouth dropped open and I saw him look down and start shivering. I was going to pat him on the back when he shot up, a big grin on his face. He hugged me, obviously overjoyed.

"I love you, I love you, I love you lots Luka-chan!~" he said, squeezing me a bit, "I promise I'll come back one day! Then we'll go on a date!" Usually I'd hit him with my stuffed octopus plush, but I didn't mind this time. We wouldn't be like this for awhile, right? I was going to hug back when I heard a beeping noise. It continued, but the boy didn't seem to hear it.

It grew louder and louder until my eyes flew open and I slammed my hand down on the alarm clock. Yes, I knew it was just a dream. Every once in awhile that dream would surface, showing me a boy whose name I don't remember and myself in the park, having fun until he decides to confess. Before you go off on me asking, "Why don't you remember his name?" I was SIX. That was about 10 years ago. If you actually expected me to remember something that far back then I will hunt you down and smack you with a giant tuna fish.

I looked at the clock, 6:30 am… Ugh. I yawned and headed for the showers, taking my school uniform and some clean underwear to change into after I finished. I took my shower and wrapped a towel around myself before jumping out. I quickly finished drying myself off, fixing my hair, and putting on my clean clothes. My hair had grown long and wavy, I liked it, but it was a pain to wash, brush, and fix. I always have enough time though so I can't really complain…

I hurried downstairs where my mom was making pancakes, "Luka, hurry or you'll be late for your first day of high school!" she yelled as she saw me, placing my bento box next to my breakfast.

"Got it." I said, quickly finishing my pancakes, grabbing my lunch, and running out the door. I was barely halfway out the door when I bumped into someone.

"Ah, Luka!" a girl with short, ruffled, light green hair, green eyes, and a pair of goggles resting on her head said with a smile.

"Gumi!" I exclaimed, about to start a conversation with my best friend, before I remembered that school would be starting soon. "I'd love to talk, but we have to hurry and get to school for the entrance ceremony." I said as I started walking.

"Haha, yeah~" she said, a grin on her face, "I guess we should be running, huh?"

I nodded, "Yeah, today's the entrance ceremony..." I muttered, "We should make it to the school on time even if we walk though so I guess there's no need to run."

As the school came into view, Gumi and I crowded into the gym with the other 10th graders. Our first day of high school, how exciting. Maybe I'll meet 'him' again here. Then again, I've been saying that for the past 10 years and nothing ever happened...

Yeah, it's somewhat short... but I'm getting to it. Introductions and all that blah in the next chapter! To be updated sometime soon... I hope! Also, I'm sure that everyone knows, unlike the American school system where 9th grade is your first year of high school, the first year of high school in the Japanese school system is 10th grade~. *shot* I hope you'll enjoy my story...

R & R~