[ Chapter One : Ideal ]

"What do you mean you don't swim?" Seijuro asked in disbelief.

He felt as if someone had slapped him in face when the girl across from him told the group about her inability to swim.

The girl made a confused face at his outburst. She stopped talking to just stare at him. "It's exactly like it sounds?" She wasn't too sure about how to answer him. Plus, the wide eyed look on his face didn't help.

"Mikoshiba, c'mon." One of the guys groaned, regretting that he invited the swimmer to the gokuon with the girls from Amezuka Academy.

"No. What do you mean?" Seijuro pressed on. He has never met anyone who doesn't swim. "Do you not like pools? The sea? What? Water?" Seijuro was genuinely curious as to why she doesn't swim.

"In a sense, yes." The girl answered cautiously. She looked to her friend's for help but they could only make a sorry face and mouth an apology. She turned back to the conversation with a frown, not happy about the turn of events (caused by her friends).

One of the guys glared at Seijuro, who could only sit in disbelief. He's been to plenty gokuons but this was the first time he's ever been this worked up about a girl And swimming. Usually, the two don't mix. Seijuro suddenly sat back in silence; he decided to stop asking her about the swimming issue, despite his burning interest to continue asking her.

The other guys took it as their cue to move the topic elsewhere. "So, are you girls in any clubs?"

"Oh! Well, I'm in the Volleyball club." One of the other girls started, which got the guys to make a bunch comments about her height. Seijuro could only stare at the girl-that-doesn't-swim; the girl squirmed a bit from the intense stare. Seijuro noticed that the girl was fidgeting but didn't really understand why, and the glances she kept sending him. Maybe it was his stare; he's been told that he had shark eyes (whatever that is suppose to mean).

"What about you, Sakata-chan?"

Sakata bit her lip, nerves firing up and she answered with a quick, "Gardening club."

The guys nodded, commenting how it was a cute hobby until Sakata panicked and said, "Sei-chan is part of the Baking club," before turning to 'Sei-chan' and apologizing.

Sei gave her friend a half-hearted glare, she was just in the hot seat for not swimming and now they directed the other side to her again? "Sei-chan?" One of the guys repeated with a smile. "How cute." He continued, pleased that he got the girl blushing now. "What's your specialty?" He continued. At this point, the group started to divide in conversation. Everyone seemed happy with who they naturally paired off with except for a trio.

"Well, um.. Japanese sweets are my favorite." Sei offered a slight smile.

Seijuro turned his head, causing Sei to tilt her head in confusion. 'What did I do to the him?' she wondered and then shifted her body towards the other boy. Ever since the swimming outburst, he's been treating her like she doesn't exist.

Suddenly, the guy's friend's phone went off. Looking at it, he sighed and placed it back into his pocket for going back to the conversation with Sei. As the conversation continued, the phone went off again and once again, the guy looked at his phone and sighed. "Is everything okay?"

"Uh, yeah. That was my sister. She can wait though." He smiled, just as his phone went off again. Sei giggled.

"It's okay. It's probably something important." Sei told him, giving him permission to leave the group. He was ready to object then his phone rang again.

He started to stand and furrowed his eyebrows, bothered that his opportunity to talk to Sei was shortened. "Damn. Sorry about this. Let's meet up again?" He said hopefully. Sei nodded and watched as he walked off but then she remembered, the red-haired guy was still sitting in front of her.

Seijuro watched with conflicted feelings. Sei was his ideal girl; hell, even their names are made for each other. The only problem was that he didn't know where she stood on the water front. Can she not swim? He could fix that. If she doesn't want to swim though, that's a different issue. Just as his friend was leaving, Seijuro said "You're too cute for these problems."

Sei blushed. "H-hey!" His friend said, not liking where his potential new-girlfriend could be going. He isn't stupid enough to believe Sei wouldn't go to Seijuro. Honestly, within the group of guys, Seijuro was the most popular among girls. Just as he was about to try and fix the situation, his phone rang again. "Dammit... Mikoshiba, don't try anything!"

"You lose for leaving first!" Seijuro teased, laughing at his friend's expense.

Sei huffed, feeling a little offended that the two of them were treating her like a game. "What's your problem? First, you act all crazy because I said that I don't swim. Then you give me the cold shoulder. Lastly, that comment." Sei said, through gritted teeth. More than a little angry, Sei stands up and grabbed her coat. "I'm leaving now. Thank you for having me." She said curtly and spun on her heel.

Seijuro watched at his ideal girl storm out and couldn't help but even admire the way she did it. 'She really is cute,' he thought before rushing to follow her out.

Sei's anger made the biting wind all the more harsh. She was starting to regret wearing a skirt to the gokuon. Thinking back to the whole thing, Sei was really disappointed. The red-haired guy, Mikoshiba (she thinks was his name), was very attractive but somewhat rude.

She kicked a little pebble before feeling a hand clasp around her shoulder. Instinctively, she swung her elbow back and she heard a grunt. Turning to face her attacker, she had to do a double take. "Mikoshiba?"

He laughed a little through his pain before saying, "you remember my name. I'm so happy."

"Oh dear lord, someone must be playing a trick on me right now." Sei groaned, she wasn't expecting anyone to come after her, much less Mikoshiba. "What do you want? Haven't you made your point already?"

Standing up, he rubbed the oblique that Sei struck and smiled. "You have a nice swing, Sei-chan!" Sei blushed.

"You're being too familiar!"

"Oh?" Seijuro crossed his arm, a little disappointed that Sei was glowering at him instead of having a pleased look. "You can just call me Seijuro than." He offered, excited that his name could be coming out of the girl's mouth.

Sei blushed and stepped back. "That's too sudden! What are you even doing here?"

Seijuro frowned, disappointed that she didn't drop the formality. "Well, I wanted to apologize. I realize that I must have sounded a little crazy but I have honestly never met anyone that doesn't swim." He said, laughing a little at his own expense. He planned on making it a concious effort to think before he speaks. He gave Sei a hopeful look, hoping that she doesn't turn him away before he can at least apologize.

"Well, I'm sorry for elbowing you." Sei said, accepting his apology.

"Don't worry about. It's an honor to receive your elbow... No matter how painful." Seijuro laughed. Sei's eyebrows knitted together, 'is he serious?' "I'm sorry about earlier. I would repeat myself but I have a feeling that you would get annoyed."

Sei tilted her head and crossed her arms. "Is there something wrong with you?" She asked, curious about why Seijuro speaks and acts the way he does.

"Ah. You've caught me. I always act like this around a cute girl." He smiled. Sei blushed at his compliment. "So... I have a proposition for you. Interested?" He said, eyebrows raised. Sei scoffed and turned around to head home.

"No. Goodnight, Mikoshiba."

"It'll benefit you!" He yelled after her.

Sei shook her head and waved her hand without turning to face him. 'What a strange guy,' she thought.

Author's Note:

This is really presumptuous and I'm pretty sure that no one remembers but I use to publish stories on here. I've since changed my name multiple times. Anyways, this is a really short story. I've always love Seijuro and never really got around go to shipping KouxSeijuro.