Disclaimer:: Uta no Prince-sama — Maji Love 1000% belongs to Broccoli. I own nothing except for this story.

—Prologue—

He didn't know what to do.

Standing in front of him was none other than Nanami Haruka, clad only in her skirt and lingerie. Her uniform top was slipping midway off her arms as though she was in the middle of undressing―which she undoubtedly was.

Ichinose Tokiya was screwed; he just know it from the way she looked at him.

Haruka was frozen on her place, face blank and unreadable as she stared at the intruder by the door. Numerous thoughts were running through her mind at the same time that it made her head hurt―and possibly suffer from immense headache later on.

Then, ever so slowly, as realisation dawned upon her, Haruka's face began to display emotions. Her yellow-green eyes widened for a fraction, and her mouth was starting to form a big "o" shape as if getting ready to scream.

Tokiya was having none of that.

Quickly, he dashed to her side and clamped a hand over her mouth to prevent Haruka from making any undesirable noises. Tokiya's other hand was circled around her waist, pulling her close to him. They both locked gazes, but it appeared like Tokiya was sending her a warning glance: "Don't scream" his eyes said almost pleadingly.

Haruka, receiving the silent message, merely nodded; her cheeks were tainted with a pink hue that seemed to be turning a darker shade by the second. If someone walked in on them, the person who would see them would have a terrible misunderstanding.

Meawhile, Tokiya was having an internal battle; his cool was dissipating quicker than he thought. Here he was, holding the woman he least wanted to see―intimately, at that! If Shining Saotome saw them or any teacher in the academy, they would be expelled instantly.

Damn, he needed to find a way to escape, and fast!

It was a good thing they were having a break right now. The students and possibly the staff would be too busy eating their midday meal to even. . .spot them in such a predicament.

However, the relief Tokiya was feeling suddenly vanished the moment he heard hurried footsteps coming their way.

The pair of feet stopped by the door, silence enveloping them as Haruka and Tokiya, who were both caught in the act, didn't dare look at the new addition to the mess.

"Haruka. . .? Ichinose-san. . .? What are you two doing?"

It was none other than Shibuya Tomochika.