Unexpected Feelings

Chapter 1: Butterflies

Out of all of the ballet students at his school, he had to agree with everyone else that Hikari Torikawa was one of the best. She had the grace and beauty of a real ballerina, and she had the personality too. She was nice and she wasn't snobby like her friends.

Wait, that was wrong.

Hikari did have one friend, a friend Yuma hadn't seen in a long time. Michael Arclight. After the World Duel Carnival, he disappeared off the face of Yuma's world. Only few words, usually greetings, were passed through Hikari, but just that. For some strange reason, Yuma yearned to see the pink-haired boy again. He didn't know why.

Every time he though about Michael, his heart seemed to quicken and the butterflies in his stomach would awaken. He didn't know what the feeling was, but he liked it. It felt... Nice.

The sound of applause snapped him out of his happy daydreaming. Yuma clapped lightly as the red-haired ballerina bowed. He missed yet another routine. His daydreaming was getting him nowhere.

"Yuma! You spaced out again!" His green haired friend, Kotori, exclaimed.

"I couldn't help it. This is just so boring."

A little white lie was never going to hurt anyone, right?

Kotori sighed at his response and stood up. Yuma followed her backstage, where Hikari was putting on her black shawl. She looked up and smiled, and waved.

"Yuma-kun. Kotori-chan. Did you like the performance?" She asked.

"Yeah, it was great." Yuma lied.

Kotori stepped on his foot and gave him a dirty look. "I didn't know you could dance so well." She said. "You really looked like a professional."

"Thank you. I try my very bestest." Hikari said cheerfully. Her eyes flickered over to Yuma, and her lips tugged upwards. "Kotori-chan, may I talk to Yuma-kun alone?" She asked.

"Um..of course. I'll be outside."

Kotori walked outside of the dressing room, and she closed the door. Hikari turned to Yuma, a serious expression on her face.

"Yuma-kun."

"E-Eh? What?"

"Michael-kun is happy. He told me that he was moving from the Arclight house to my house, and he's going to be attending my school." Hikari said. Yuma sighed inwardly. He thought she was going to confess. She continued. "He told me to tell you something, but I think it's best if you find out on your own." She said.

"O-Okay..."

"What, you aren't happy?" She asked.

"N-No! I'm perfectly happy! I'm ecstatic! It's just..." His voice trailed off.

"I already know. The way you're blushing says it all. But don't worry. I won't tell Michael-kun." Hikari winked. She picked up her school bag. "I have to get the guest room ready. Will you be able to come tomorrow afternoon?"

"I can." Yuma replied.

"Since my school comes out earlier than yours, I'll wait for you. Well, bye Yuma-kun!"

Hikari waved and ran out of the dressing room. Yuma scratched his cheek in embarrassment as Kotori peeked into the room.

"Why are you so red in the face?" She asked.

"No reason..." He stuttered.

She could only puff out her cheeks in annoyance.

Yuma spent the next day in anticipation for after school. He kept glancing at the clock every minute. He could tell Kotori was getting annoyed, but he couldn't help it. When the bell rang, he rushed out of the class, not bothering to wait for his friends. Like she said she would be, Hikari was outside, leaning against the pole. He noticed that there were a lot of boys checking her out, but he paid no mind to them and ran to her.

"Yuma-kun!"

"Hey, Hikari! What's up?" Yuma asked.

"My spirits." The two began walking Away from the school. Yuma missed Kotori's pouting face as they left. Hikari sighed. "We will have to wait for Michael-kun in the classroom. He arrived late and our homeroom teacher gave him detention. Geez, she can be so mean sometimes."

"I don't mind. As long as I get to see him."

"Ah! That's so sweet!" She exclaimed, clasping her hands together.

He blushed. "How is wanting to see him sweet...?" He asked to himself as they entered the private school. Yuma was amazed at the maze of empty hallways and corridors, and how long some of the staircases could go. Hikari took him to a classroom with a white door that read 1-A, and they entered. He spotted a boy with pink hair sleeping at one of the desks, and immediately felt that butterfly feeling in his stomach.

What in the world did it mean?

"Okay, Michael-kun! Wake up! I brought company and it's rude to sleep in front of people!" Hikari sang.

The boy woke up and lifted his head. Green locked purple as their eyes met, and a faint pink blush dusted across both of their cheeks. Yuma waved timidly as he mumbled a quick and inaudible 'Hi.'

"It's nice to see you again, Yuma." Michael said.

"Uuhhhhh... You too..."

"Mmmmm... This tension is way to thick! I'm out of here! I'll be helping the people in the dance room! Asta la vista!"

Hikari dashed out of the room. Yuma sat down next to Michael and they sat in silence. Just as the blue haired girl had said, the tension was thick. Yuma felt like he couldn't breathe at all. He thought he might as well break the ice because the feeling was really irking him.

"So... Why did you... Move here, anyways?" He asked suddenly.

"It's embarrassing..." Michael replied, keeping his eyes out the window.

"C'mon! Tell me!"

"Well... I really wanted to see you again... And I was feeling better..."

'H-He wanted to see me...'

That feeling washed over him again and he smiled. Yuma looked down at the table and fiddled with his fingers. He would have to ask Astral or Kotori if they knew what the feeling meant. Speaking of which-

"Where's Astral?" Michael asked. "If I recall correctly, he's always with you."

"I think he ditched me again..."

"Ditched?"

"Yeah. Ditched."

"Oh."

"What'd you think I say?"

"Uh, nothing!"

"Man, you're such a horrible liar!"

Yuma got a hold of Michael's face and started pinching his cheeks. The other boy laughed, and he took it as a sign and started to tickle him. That really got him a lot of laughs, and he had to admit, it was cute seeing Michael's face so lit up with happiness. But then they both noticed something that caused them both to freeze. Their faces, were about an inch apart. Yuma was the first to jump back, and he buried his burning face in his hands.

"Hey, Yuma..."

The two-tone boy looked up. "What?" He asked.

"How would you react if someone told you they liked you?" Michael asked.

"It depends on if the person who asks me is the person I like." Yuma replied.

"So you like someone? Is that it?"

"I dunno. I'm really confused."

"Then would you let me try something on you... That could probably help you become sure of these feelings you have?" Michael asked, hope shining in his emerald green eyes.

"Like what?"

In the short time span of the next few seconds, Yuma felt the others lips connect with his skin, dangerously close to his mouth.

Well, I guess that's it. On end note, the plot belongs to me, and so does my character, Hikari. This is my very first story, so please be a little nice. Please Read and Review. It would encourage me to write faster!

P.S: If you guys think Michael confessed way to quickly, it's all part of the story.