Disclaimer: I announce to the whole world that I, sadly, do not own the anime series St. Tail. But I could pretend I do. Italicized words (not all, but you know which) are from the anime's ending song "Junshin" by Mori Yukinojou and TAKUYA, but I still refuse to call this a songfic.

Author's Note: A rewrite of one of the first fanfictions that I have ever submitted. It was once a one-shot that goes by the same title, so the chapters would probably end up a little bit shorter than usual.

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Am I beautiful to you?
By makka na yuki

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If I asked you to kiss me before I start crying,
What would you do?

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+slap+

Time seemed to stop. Just a few moments ago, there were two loud voices bickering at each other. Now, everything was enveloped in silence. Everyone was in a state of shock - afraid to move or do something so as not to wreck that tense moment.

Asuka Jr. raised to his stinging cheek, the same one Haneoka Meimi had hit in the heat of their argument. It shouldn't have shocked him this much. The two of them have always fought, either with words or with shoves.

A slap shouldn't have fazed him at the least considering he almost got hit by a flying desk the other day. No… he shouldn't have been left dumbfounded like this… but… he had called her a bitch. He was just so pissed that he didn't think what came out of his mouth. Their squabbles had never turned this personal… she didn't deserve to receive his anger just because he had yet to catch St. Tail.

Maybe he should…

"G-gomen ne Asuka. This... I mean… I didn't mean to… um" Meimi stuttered as a tears escaped her eyes. Guilt gnawed at her insides from what she had done. She opened her mouth to try and give a proper apology, but the stares she was receiving from everyone prevented her from thinking clearly. She didn't want others to see her crying, no, not like this, so she bolted out the door.

If possible, the pain in Asuka Jr.'s face worsened when he found himself not able to do anything. The bell had chosen that exact moment to announce the start of classes and so everyone had returned to their seats. The tension had been slightly lifted.

Asuka Jr. barely listened to the teacher's lecture as he sadly stared at the only empty seat in the classroom. "Haneoka" he whispered dejectedly.

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Ah, hey, do you know,
The meaning of true love?

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Author's Note: Yes, another A/N. Reviews are always welcome, tell me what you think. I won't be corny and say "the more reviews the more updates", but lolz, it does help a bit.