A look into the minds of Kurama and Ami as Ami thanks him for saving her from the yokai in the locker room.

Kurama was not happy. No one was looking at him! Him! The biggest star in Japan! Why wasn't anyone even looking in his direction?!

Are you kidding me? he fumed. Not a single person is fawning over my presence?! This superstar's presence?! What a pity.

"Kurama!" a girl's voice yelled from down the hallway.

As Ami ran down to the chemistry room, her heart was pounding in her chest. Nanami had actually talked Kurama into meeting with her! She was about to talk to the same handsome superstar who had kissed her on the cheek only a few days ago. Her face still turned red whenever she thought about it…

"Hm?"

"I'm so sorry I'm late! My teacher wanted me to help her after class and I couldn't get out if it!"

Ami looked around for a moment. She didn't see Kurama anywhere. Nanami did say he would agree to meet her, right? So where was he?

Kurama looked at the girl in front of him who didn't see him either. Seriously? he thought angrily. "Here!"

"Ah!" Ami squealed in surprise at his sudden presence.

She quickly placed her hands over her mouth, a blush coming to her face. He had actually come…

"The other day…" she started quietly. "Thank you for helping me. I never got the chance to thank you so, yeah, thanks for that and for taking the time to meet me here."

"Hmm…" Kurama smiled a little as he put his finger to his lips.

This girl was pretty cute. He wasn't sure he could ever remember a time someone genuinely thanked him for something he did. Most people were too busy squealing incoherent praises and requests for marriage. There was just one problem…

"Sorry…who are you again?" he asked her.

Ami blanched in embarrassment. Those words echoed in her head.

Sorry…who are you again?

He didn't know who she was! He didn't remember anything about saving her which meant he must not remember that kiss either! She felt so stupid. Why would someone as cool and popular as Kurama even remember her? The only reason he was here at all was because Nanami told him to be here.

She didn't matter to him.

"Nobody!" she cried as she turned and began running down the hallway to get away from him. She accidently tripped and fell face-down on the floor, her skirt flying up to expose what was underneath. White underwear with a big red strawberry on it.

Kurama's eyes widened for a moment. He had not meant for that to happen.

Strawberry…

Didn't that weird yokai from the locker room want to lick someone because she tasted like strawberries?

Now he recognized her. This was that girl he had saved from the yokai. And then he had kissed her on the cheek to keep her quiet. She had blushed pretty bad afterward. Not that he blamed her. Who wouldn't want a kiss from the great Kurama?

He felt kind of bad for not recognizing her when she went out of her way to thank him for rescuing her.

"Owie," Ami groaned as she sat up.

As if her day couldn't get any worse, a sickening voice behind her yelled, "Dude, we totally just witnessed another panty shot!"

Ami frantically turned around as she pulled her skirt down. "Huh?! Isobe?!"

"You wear strawberry panties just like a little kid would! How old are you?!"

The poor girl wailed in humiliation as Isobe and his friend began laughing and harassing her. Why of all people did Isobe have to be in the hallway now?!

"Strawberry panties!" Isobe teased. "Starting today, I'm going to be calling you 'Strawberry-Panties-Nekota!"

"Please stop it!" Ami cried.

"Cut it out," Kurama said firmly from behind them.

The two boys immediately tensed at the sound of his voice and all of the teasing quickly stopped.

"So you two morons finally saw a girl's underwear. Big deal."

They slowly turned around to see the very angry and intimidating superstar.

"Kurama looks mad," Isobe's friend mustered out.

"Oh, hey," Isobe added.

They quickly ran off down the hallways stairs. "Gotta run!"

Kurama looked down at the poor girl sitting on the floor in mortification. "Miss Nekota, correct?"

Ami looked up at him shyly, her eyes still glistening with embarrassed tears. "Yeah…?"

Kurama had seen a lot of girls cry in the past when they met him. But this was different. She wasn't crying because of him. This girl was crying because she had just been relentlessly teased by a couple of perverted jerks. It sickened even him.

He hated seeing girls cry.

He knelt down to her eye level and gave her a kind smile. "May I ask for your first name?"

Ami's eyes widened a touch. He wasn't going to tease her. He had just defended her from Isobe and his friend. That was twice now he saved her.

His smile looked so…genuine. He looked a lot different from the guy she always saw on stage and on TV. He looked…like he actually cared about her.

"It's Ami…"