Note: Just letting you know I only saw the anime and have not read the manga. So don't mind if I make them a bit different. I hope people don't mind an OC in this one.

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Nowaki was pouring water onto the flowers as he usually does in the mid afternoon. He prepared to greet the entering customer as soon as he heard the bell ringing from the door being opened.

Misaki was planning to purchase a bouquet for his lover, who had just won a writer's award, to make up for the entire trauma and the gap built between them for the past 12 months. What many people don't know is that his lover is the famous writer Akihiko Usami.

"Hello, how may I help you?" Nowaki greeted.

"Could I get a bouquet for around 3000 yen?" Misaki requested.

"Or course! A present for somebody?" Nowaki said.

"Yes." Misaki answered.

"What kind would you like?" Nowaki asked.

What kinds of flowers are gorgeous for Usagi-San? Misaki thought.

"Roses! I'd like some roses!" Misaki exclaimed.

"Okay, roses it is!" Nowaki understood.
Misaki left the store with the bouquet of his recently bought roses tucked in his left arm.

"Those are very nice flowers. Are they for somebody?" A girl asked.

Did she just speak English? Misaki was surprised indeed.

Speaking English as best as he can, he said, "Well, they're for Usagi-San. You must have heard of Usami Akihiko."

"Oh yeah, he's a pretty good writer.

After that small talk, Misaki just left to take a train to meet his lover later on.

Mika just decided to walk into the store to browse around. Everything hasn't been right lately.

"A present for his girlfriend? He seems so innocent and naive." Nowaki murmured to himself.

"If only you knew." Mika told Nowaki.

"Did you just speak English?!" Nowaki exclaimed.

"Yeah, I'm an American. But I do know a little bit of Japanese. I'm Mika."

"Nowaki." Nowaki introduced himself.

Mika is a very sensitive looking little girl. She must be five foot four, brown long straight hair, dark brown eyes, with her continuous blushing along with her straight posture. Where is her family at? Is she lost? Should I offer her a place to stay with me and Hiro-San for the night?

"Mika. Shouldn't you be with your family? Where are they?"

"I don't remember anything about them. So I don't know where they are at. I hope I can meet them again."

"I'm an orphan too." Nowaki told her.

"I know I have a real family. I must have amnesia." Mika said.

"So you don't remember anything about them?" Nowaki asked.

"No. I don't know what to do." Mika started to tear up.

"Why don't you stay with me and Hiro-San for tonight?" Nowaki offered.

"Oh no. I couldn't. I wouldn't want to bother you and Hiro-San." Mika assured him.

"Don't worry. I'll explain everything to Hiro-San. Hiro-San's adorable!"

Mika looked at Nowaki very suspiciously. She looked down on her red cloak thinking many thoughts about this occurring moment. I wonder what Hiro-San looks like. His petite girlfriend maybe. Or his roommate. Whoever Hiro-San is, Hiro-San's very lucky to have someone like Nowaki.

The flower shop was closed soon after they have just met. Nowaki was surprised when Mika told him that she was only fourteen years old. She looks much more grown up.

Hiroki was just walking out of the school building. He was still upset by the words of Miaygi. Miyagi was always teasing Hiroki for his relationship with Nowaki. Miyagi only teases Hiroki for he has a man relationship himself, but tries to hide that fact.

I better call Nowaki. I better tell him I'm going to be late again. Hiroki started to call Nowaki using the speed dial on his cell phone.

Nowaki was preparing Stir-Fry for them and his new guest. His phone rang loudly. His hands were too full to answer.

"Mika, could you answer the phone please?" Nowaki struggled for his small request.

"Sure." She picked up his phone. "Hello." She greeted.

"WHO IS THIS?!" Hiroki yelled in the phone.

"This is Mika. Nowaki is a little busy. May I ask who this is?"

"Kamijou." Hiroki answered darkly. "Just tell him I'm going to be late tonight."
"You got it, Kamijou."

Hiroki hung up first. Did she just speak English with me?

"Who was that?" Nowaki asked.

"A guy named Kamijou. He said he is going to be late. Did you invite him for a football game?"

Nowaki laughed at her question. What do Americans do for fun? "Kamijou is Hiro-San's last name. Trust me, you'll love Hiro-San. Hiro-San is very adorable!"

Why does Hiro-San sound like a guy? Mika wondered to herself.

Hiroki was thinking to himself about Mika, the girl who just answered Nowaki's cell for him right now.

What is she to him? He wouldn't cheat on me. What if she tried to seduce him? I better let him explain this one to me.

The Stir-Fry was steaming on the table. Mika was shivering in her damp cloak. The heavy rain had soaked it. It was the only outfit that she has to cover her outfit. It's freezing in here.

Nowaki looked at Mika with sorrow eyes. She looks so cold. She's going to get sick. He gave her his gray hoodie, Hiroki's jeans, and a pair of socks from the laundry that he hung up to dry in the early morning. "Dry yourself, and change into these clothes."

"I'm all right. I've been through worse." Mika assured.

"Please." Nowaki begged.

Mika gave out a sigh and began to change into the bathroom.

Hiroki began to open the door. When he went inside, he could see a girl sleeping on their living room couch.

Is this Mika? Why is she sleeping here? Wearing our clothes?!

"Hiro-San." Nowaki greeted, giving him a kiss. "Welcome home."
Mika began to wake up. "Oh, this is Hiro-San?" She took out her hand. "Hello. I'm Mika."

Hiroki only glared at her. What does this girl mean to him? Her face, her sensitivity, how could he?

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Last Note: I only made this OC cause there isn't a lot of girls in the JR universe. Plus, this practically wrote itself. I hope this first chapter wasn't a waste of time.