A/N: Please imagine Misaki as someone taller than Saruhiko here. Enjoy. Also, there were songs that I used and none of them are mine. Same goes with the characters and K Project itself.

Warnings: Saruhiko might be a bit out of character. But that depends on the reader. I tend to picture his past self as a very timid and shy person, that's why that's who he will be in this fanfic. Again, please enjoy.


During middle school, he became friends with another boy from the orphanage named Yata Misaki. He didn't talk to him at first though, not like he talks to anyone anyway. Yata Misaki was, after all, always surrounded by his friends. They were always talking to each other about the most pointless things, but they always look so happy as if everything in the world is enjoyable. He felt a bit jealous of Yata Misaki and his friends. He wished that he could have friends too. But he doesn't know how nor have the courage to even do something.

One time, their class had a free time for the reason that their homeroom teacher was absent. Of course, all the students in his class were happy. They sat by group, talking and joking around with their friends. Of course, as usual, he was left alone. He planned to just simply nap, granting that he knows that he wouldn't be able to do anything anyway. No one would talk to him, and he cannot talk to anyone. Might as well just sleep.

His head was already rested on his desk when he felt a hand tap on his shoulder. He jolted up rather violently, for the reason that he did not expect anyone to do that. He looked up and saw Yata Misaki. Again, he did not expect anyone to do that, especially Yata Misaki, the ever-friendly boy from their class.

"Can I sit beside you?" Yata Misaki asked.

He wondered why Yata Misaki did that. Yata Misaki had lots of friends that he could have sat with during that time. But because he isn't stupid enough to let this opportunity pass, he put on the best smile that he can and said, albeit a bit inaudible, "O-Of course."

Yata Misaki grinned and removed his hand from his shoulder. He sat on the chair rather noisily and proceeded to look at him again. Because of that, he realized that he wouldn't be able to nap during that free time. It was really awkward. Yata Misaki was staring straight at him and he doesn't know how he would act. For the love of everything good in the world.

"Fushimi Saruhiko, right?" Yata Misaki said again, leaning his face on his palm.

He nodded. That was the only thing that he can do right now. He doesn't know what to say after all. What should he do in this kind of situation anyway? He doesn't know.

"Why are you alone?" Yata Misaki asked, eyeing him.

Again, he doesn't know how to answer. Nobody ever talked to him this way. He has absolutely no idea how to respond. But he tried anyway. He tried to just simply follow his reflex and say whatever pops out his mind. "I… I don't have anyone to hang out with."

"Oh, I see." Yata Misaki held out his hand, still with that oh-so-amiable smile on his face. "I'm Yata Misaki. Nice to meet you, Saruhiko."

Saruhiko. Yata Misaki called him by his first name during their first conversation. Does that mean that he can call him 'Misaki' too? Now that he thinks about it, he never heard any of his friends call him that way. But maybe it's worth a try, since he was called as 'Saruhiko' anyway. "Yes… You too, Misaki."

"Misaki?" He repeated. He carried a serious face for a moment there, and Saruhiko thought that he made him angry. He was already contemplating a million ways on how to apologize, until Misaki grinned again and said, "Okay then. You can call me that. Though I normally dislike it since it sounds so… feminine."

"No… I think your name is nice."

"Eh? You really think so? I think 'Saruhiko' is far nicer."

"Um… Thank you." Maybe he blushed at that time, but he doesn't really know. All he knows is that his cheeks were really warm and he cannot bring himself to stare straight in Misaki's eyes. He looked away, of course.

That was his first conversation with Yata Misaki. It was really simple, but after that, Yata Misaki insisted on hanging out with him. He would just randomly show up and place a hand on Saruhiko's shoulder or hug him from behind. Saruhiko wasn't used to that kind of physical contact and closeness, but he admits that it wasn't unpleasant. In all truth, it makes him feel warm and happy. But it also makes him feel a bit strange. His face would heat up and his hands would slightly shake, but he would try to hide it from Misaki because it would be really embarrassing. And he doesn't even know why he thinks it's embarrassing.

Maybe because he doesn't want Misaki to see his face flushed that way. Or his hands shaking that way.