Hey!

Remember me? I'm currently writing the story entitled: "The Fan". If you didn't know that yet, well, go read it. ^_^

Anyway, guess what! I made another fic. This time it doesn't involve dares or anything mysterious and freaky. It's just a simple romance fic.

So, how did I end up doing another one? *shrugs* I just want to make a mushy story!!! Hehehe.

This is chapter one. Enjoy!

Chapter 1 - Roommates

"And you don't seem to understand, a shame you seemed an honest man…"

He turned up the volume of the radio and started humming.

"And everything you hold so dear, will turn to whisper in you ear…"

It was almost midnight when he finally arrived at the suburbs of Nagai. The tall street lamps illuminated the empty road. His fingers tapped on the steering wheel as they followed the beat of the blaring speakers. Head bobbing in time with the music, his hand moved automatically to the clutch to pull it down.

"I am falling, I am fading, I am drowning, help me to breathe…"

His hands moved rapidly as he maneuvered the wheel, gripping its leather cover tightly, and the car made a sharp turn to the right. Darkness met him as he moved further away from the street lamps and entered a more rugged part of the city. Giggling teenagers exited a building. Their neon-colored hair and black leather outfits, coupled with their exposed tattoos and body piercings grabbed his attention.

"Punks." The young man said to himself. "And that building must be a bar."

It has been a month since he left his senior highschool, which he considered to be his second home, his friends his second family. Now he was entering a new stage in his life - college. What was it going to be like? Four years of nothing but grueling hours of studying, cramming for papers and reports, wrestling with tough subjects, adjusting to his professors, and of course making new friends and enemies. Would he survive? Would he ever make meet his dream? And what about his favorite pastime? Would he ever continue basketball? Why did he stop in the first place? It was because he needed another life, other than the sport. He wanted to prepare for his future.

Looking at those teenagers made him think: what made them choose that kind of living? Did their parents know what they have been doing? Had they prepared for their future, like what he had done for the past six years in high school? Relief flowed through him. He was not like them. He had a goal in life, and that was to be successful.

A successful lawyer.

The clock inside his Celest beeped, telling him that it was exactly midnight. He was late. Very late. The new apartment which he was supposed to be staying might be closed. He knew he should have left earlier, but the good-bye party his friends and family prepared turned out to be a bit emotional. Too emotional. The long drive from his hometown to Nagai took him two hours.

He reached out for his wallet and took out a piece of paper.

Yamakage Apartments

Rm. 203

147-45 NO10-136 Shun'en

Nagai, Kanagawa

"It should be around here somewhere." He mumbled, looking around. "He told me it should be beside a grocery store."

Checking the area, he turned off his radio and opened the window. Wind suddenly rushed inside the vehicle making him shiver. He continued to scan the vicinity, driving his emerald green Porsche slowly, examining every fortification his eyes would fall upon.

There it was- a tall, narrow, cream-colored building. The apartment was beside an old grocery store named Takaya Fruits.

"Looks promising." He nodded. Then he drove his Celest along the parking zone. After a few moments he got out of the car and opened the trunk.

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"We should do this often!" A young man with black hair laughed as he drank his bottle of liquor. He was sitting on the floor with three other people. Beside him were six empty bottles and an empty bowl. The room was littered with magazines, crumpled paper, crushed soda cans and dirty clothes.

"Y-yeah, I wish everyday was Kazuya's birthday." The girl beside him said, while raising her bottle. She had long tangled dark brown hair, two earrings on each ear and was wearing a sleeveless red shirt that matched her lips.

Another man with dark blue hair with a short pony tail in front of her laughed. "I wish he had money so we can make everyday his birthday." He too, was wearing a sleevless shirt, and on his left arm displayed a G-clef tattoo.

"Hey, Kana. Shouldn't you be in bed by now? Your class starts tomorrow, remember?" The man beside the guy with the tattoo informed her. He wore a black polo that was open and showing some of his curly chest hairs. "You too, Eichiro." He turned to the other young man beside her.

"Oh, don't be such a worry wart Kazu-kun. It's just the first day." The girl, whom he called Kana, rolled her eyes. "Nothing's going to happen if I miss one day in college."

"Yeah, you were absent during the first day of college too right, Kazuya?" Eichiro, the man with black hair reminded him. "Besides, some of the classes start during the afternoon, so we won't be late at all, right, Teru?"

"He's got a point there, Kazuya." Teru, the tattooed guy told him, looking at his watch. "Hm, that's odd. My new roommate hasn't arrived---"

"Ah, shit!" The girl cursed all of a sudden, cutting off Teru. She was trying to tie her hair in a pony tail but some hair got tangled with her earrings.

"Your hair is better when it's down, Kana." Eichiro pointed out, opening another bottle.

Kana, looking a little drowsy gave Kazuya a sluggish stare. "Thanks, brother."

"For what? Oh… that wasn't me who said that." Kazuya replied.

Eichiro shook his head and took a long drink before he passed the bottle to Kana. "Here."

"Uh, yeah." She snatched the bottle and finished it with one gulp. Most of the drink spilled from the ends of her mouth, all the way to her shirt.

"That's my girl!" Eichiro laughed and winked at her.

Kana's brother, Kazuya, stood up and took can from the cooler and slumped back in his seat. "Your roommate's late, Teru." He flipped the can open. Bubbles oozed out.

"I know that, my cousin told me he'd come today. Probably got lost." He shrugged, taking a can from the cooler. "The guy's from the other side."

"Heh." Kana glanced at Teru and gave him an irritated look. "That guy's not coming any more, just look at the time. He's prolly asleep in his house with his mommy."

"What makes you say that?" Teru raised his pierced eyebrow.

"Dunno. I mean, who would stay out late at a time like this?" She said grumpily, grabbing his can.

"Hey! Get your own can you, bitch!" Teru tried to get it back, but she was already consuming it.

"Who you calling bitch? Bitch?!" Kana raised her voice and threw the can towards him.

"Why you---" Teru grabbed her by the neck.

"Hey! Easy! Chill out, man!" Eichiro seized Teru's hands, pulling it away from Kana.

"Don't mind her, Teru. Can't you see?" Kazuya crushed the can with his hands. "She's drunk."

"Your sister just called me a bitch!" Teru pointed a threatening finger at her.

"So?" Her brother asked coolly.

Teru rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Never mind."

"Hey, where are you going?" Eichiro asked Kana as she suddenly stood up. "You leavin' me already?"

The girl was tall. She had a slender body, her skimpy hanging blouse revealing her piecred belly. Stains of her drinks were on her jeans.

"Hey, Kana!" Eichiro called out again while she walked away from them. Her body was swaying, her fingers were trembling, still she did not answer.

"I'm talking to you!"

There was a sudden rap on the door.

"Must be your roommate." Kazuya nudged Teru. "Go get the door, Kana! You're the closest." He laughed.

"I… I think…." She finally said covering her mouth as she reached out for the door knob and pulled it open.

A tall young man with brown hair was standing in front of her wearing a bluish black leather jacket. He had fair skin, deep blue eyes, and a perfectly handsome face.

"Hi." He greeted, smiling. "I'm sorry to disturb you at this time of the night but, I was wondering if--- Are you all right?" His face full of sudden concern for her.

Everything was spinning, her vision becoming blurry. She couldn't feel her legs anymore. The man was talking to her, but she couldn't answer. There was a lump inside her throat that she wanted to take out, or was that her stomach? She couldn't say a thing.

The young man caught her swaying body with his hands on her shoulders. "Hey, miss! Are you all right?" He shook her.

That made it worse.

Her eyes were at the verge of bulging out. She couldn't stop it any longer. She had to get it out.

"I… I think I'm gonna throw up." She blurted out, looking at him with tears in her eyes.

And she did.

All she wanted now was her soft bed, she wanted to lie down and sleep. Slowly her face landed on his chest, smiling.

She was asleep already.

He looked at the girl with a mixed expression of shock and disgust. She just ruined his brand new leather coat that he just bought. But it wasn't time to get mad. Instead, he felt the waves of panic.

"Uh. A little help here?" He called out to no one.

Three guys at that point appeared in front of him.

Kazuya shook his head in disappointedly. "I'm sorry about that, are you the new roommate?"

He nodded briefly.

"You have a name?"

"It's Kenji. Fujima Kenji." He said politely, trying to ignore the smell of the vomit the girl just gave him.

"Well, Kenji," Kazuya sighed before flashing him a grin. "Congratulations, you have just been blessed."

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