Me: Gomen, gomen! I've been gone for so long... T.T

Kashino: Perfect. I was finally having some peace until YOU decided to write this.

Me: Well, your peace is over! MUAHAHAHA- I mean... about the story. *Smiles innocently* This is an awesome story and... fine, I admit it. It's completely horrible.

Kashino: Great minds think alike! Although honestly, mine is like ten million times greater than yours. :P

Me: I think you mean to say mine is ten million times greater than yours. Well, hope you like the story!

He slipped the heart-shaped card into Ichigo's bag and smiled to himself.

Then he disappeared into the shadows.

And he was gone.

"Finished!" Ichigo smiled, closing her French textbook. She was just about to put it back into her bag when she noticed it.

Peeking out from inside her bag was something that didn't quite seem to fit in with the pink satin.

Curious, the brunette looked closer. Her heart nearly stopped when she realized what it was.

A valentine.

Ichigo's heart nearly stopped. Had someone...

…Made it for her?

Ichigo shook her head. No, it couldn't be. Someone had made a mistake. Valentines were for people in love. And Amano Ichigo was not in love.

But then who was it for?

It wouldn't hurt to take a peek, would it? After all, this was all a big mistake.

Or was it…?

With shaking hands, Ichigo opened the card. There was simply one sentence written one it.

For my sweet strawberry.

On the card was a small package. With trembling hands, Ichigo opened it.

Inside was a heart-shaped chocolate.

Ichigo placed it in her mouth. Instantly, she was enclosed with a strange sense of happiness.

This feeling… It's so strange, yet I want it to last forever… Ichigo slipped the valentine under her pillow.

She had no idea that it was the beginning of something incredible...

Ichigo sighed, setting her bag down onto her desk.

She had watched it from the corner of her eye until class was over. And all that time, it remained untouched.

Maybe this was all a mistake. Maybe that valentine was never meant for me at all. Ichigo untied the two ribbons holding up her pigtails, letting her chocolate brown hair fall freely to her shoulders.

Ichigo sighed. She knew she should have been glad that all this 'romance' was over. But somehow, deep within her heart, there was a part of her that wished this wasn't just an accident.

That there was someone in the world who truly loved her.

It was the third morning when the valentine caught her by surprise.

There it was, laying on her pillow.

So the first one really was meant for me...

The brunette took a deep breath. Then slowly, she opened the valentine. Her eyes widened at the small object inside.

A chocolate kiss… Ichigo blushed at the thought of it. H-He made it for me?

There was only one question left…

Who was it from?

Two days and it would be valentines day.

Ichigo took out the five valentines from under her pillow.

She opened the first chocolate with shaking hands. Closing her eyes, the Pâtissière placed it in her mouth.

It was indescribable. Her senses were enveloped in a strange but beautiful sweetness. The creamy milk chocolate and the strawberries fit perfectly together.

Instantly, she knew she was the strawberries.

But who was the chocolate?

Ichigo raced into her room. It was valentines day. Now she would receive her final valentine.

She scanned over her desk, expecting to see the usual heart-shaped card.

But it was missing.

In place of the valentine were two objects.

A letter.

A pink rose.

Her heart racing, Ichigo unfolded the card.

Ichigo,

Meet me at the lake this afternoon.

-Your secret admirer

Ichigo's eyes widened. Now she was finally going to be able to answer the one question that meant the world to her…

The brunette closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.

Then she ran.

She ran and ran until she could barely run anymore. But she didn't stop. Not until she found herself standing by the lake.

There was only one other person there.

Ichigo looked closer. Her heart skipped a beat when she realized who it was.

"K-Kashino?" Ichigo stuttered, her cheeks turning a light pink. "You're my secret valentine?"

The blonde nodded slightly, not turning his gaze from the still water.

"But w-why? Why did you give those valentines to me?"

"Just as a thanks for being a great Pâtissière," Kashino lied.

Ichigo's eyes pooled up with tears. "Oh." For a moment she had thought he actually cared about her. She stood up to leave.

"Wait, I didn't mean that. Those valentines, I made them because… I-I like you." The words escaped before Kashino could stop them.

Ichigo stopped in her tracks. Had Kashino just told her he… liked her?

"But w-why?" She stuttered. "There are so many other girls out there. Prettier, smarter, much more graceful…" A tear slipped down her cheek.

Kashino tilted her face up with a gentle hand. "Because you're special. You're determined, persistent… without you, I never would have gotten this far."

"K-Kashino…" Ichigo sobbed. "I… I…"

Although he never would have admitted it, Kashino couldn't bear to see her cry. He pulled the brunette into a warm embrace. "The truth is, I don't just like you…"

Ichigo felt as if her heart would break. He doesn't… he doesn't…

"Because… because I love you, Ichigo!"

Ichigo's heart nearly stopped.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier. I was just… just scared. Scared that you didn't feel the same way about me…" Kashino looked away.

Suddenly, Kashino felt her lips gently brush against his own. The kiss was so sweet, so beautiful, he never wanted it to end.

When Ichigo finally broke away, she smiled softly. Her chocolate brown eyes glistening in the sunlight. "I love you too, Kashino. And I will- forever and always."

Me: So, how was it?

Kashino: Bad. Very, very, bad. Bad beyond description. At the beginning, Ichigo was very OOC. And then suddenly, she turned all 'sweet' in the end. That's just cheesy. And I don't go around giving valentines to people. That's just STUPID.

Me: Gomen... I tried my best! Anyways... when I was new to fanfiction, I made a collection of Kashigo drabbles. But eventually, I deleted them because- well... they were... terrible. So I decided to start a new one.

Kashino: *Snore*

Me: -_-" Oh, and I turned 11 1/2 a few days ago! IN HALF A YEAR I'LL BE 12! ^.~ And when you're twelve, you instantly become mature and an amazing writer. There will people who actually care about your stories, and not everyone hates your writing... and you... *Sigh*

Kashino: I'm supposed to be the pessimistic one here, not you!

Me: ...T.T Well, please review! It means a lot to me...