(A/N: Omg, I'm incredibly flattered you people actually like my crappy fanfics! I decided to write another one as a thank-you!)

As many could imagine, St. Patrick's Day was always a good day for Nozomi Tojou. Because, even without her tarot cards, Nozomi was indeed a very lucky girl.

Niko, on the other hand, was having, as usual, a terrible day. She'd gotten an unsavoury report card, lost her favourite bracelet, and fallen down the stairs and the day was barely halfway over.

She should have been in class; but Niko was Niko and Niko would always do foolish things when she felt like it.

Niko kicked a rock across the area outside where μ's would practice, and pouted.

"I wish I could have a bit of luck." She wished aloud, though doubting anything lucky could possibly happen to herself. When she'd been able to join μ's, and as the president at that; she felt as if her luck had been maxed out, like a gift card you've blown on one expensive item.

"What kind of luck?" and just like that, her object of affection's words could be heard from behind her, a smirk on said girl's face.

Too stunned to speak, Nozomi planted a soft kiss on Niko's cheek, before disappearing indoors to class.