Boy oh boy! I have not been on in foreverrrrrr and I would like to deeply apologize. *bows in shame*

But I have came back with a new endeavor, so please enjoy and bare with me

Natsumi Kobayashi is the main OC in this story. (Replace her name with yours if you wish 'w' it is understandable! It will be told mostly through her p.o.v., with the occasional line break of Takashi and quite possibly Honey.)

February, 23rd

"Sei retsu!" We sat down, watching Mori sempai make his way to the front of the dojo. "Mokuso" Mori yelled again as we closed our eyes half way. Every once in a while, he would check our seating positions while meditating. "Himura, half way." I heard Mori whisper to Katsura. Katsura blushed in embarrassment, partly for being called out, and the other for Mori sempai not being harsh with him. Oddly enough, when sempai was especially displeased, he would baby us all, trying to belittle the one that pissed him off the most. "Yame."

After bowing and suiting up, it was time for stretches. Painful would be an understatement to what I felt as I stretched my legs. Practice had been brutal these last few weeks, and everyone's muscles remembered, and began to cry out begging us not to go through it again. The head of the dojo chuckled at our expressions. He was a bit of a sadists, but deep down we all cared for the old man.

"Kobayashi, spar with Morinozuka." 'Oh god oh god oh god' I trembled, remembering last time we sparred. He managed a tsuki strike (in the center of the neck) leaving me breathless. Mori smiled towards me, a smile that could send children running in fear.

Luckily, Mori had been a little slow that day, and lost. "25 to 28. I'm getting close, sempai." He smiled, patting my head. Honey was sleeping by the door when the practice ended. "Takashi, did you win today?" Mori shook his head, and glanced over towards me. "Hi Honey sempai." the little blonde skipped over to me, smiling brightly. "What's the score now, Natsu-chan?" "25-28, Mori sempai is still winning" Honey nodded, slipping a chocolate in my pocket. "We'll be off now, see you later Natsu-chan!" They waved, leaving me to wait for my butler.

~2 months later~

"Mori sempai?" I asked breathlessly. This guy had some long legs! "We're not at the dojo, Natsumi, call me Takashi." Woah the first full sentence! Blushing, I finally asked. "T-Takashi, what do you want for your birthday?" Taken aback, a light blush danced across his cheeks. "You don't have to go through the trouble." With a frown, he patted my head. "But I wanted to get you something, sempai. I promise it'll be better than the sand cupcake I gave you nine years ago."

Takashi's p.o.v.

'Ah, the sandbox present.' I shook my head, looking into her green-gray eyes. She looked up, puppy eyes in full effect. Now would be as good a time as any. "You wouldn't be able to give me what I really want, Natsumi, I'm sorry." She grabbed onto my sleeve, desperate eyes dancing with curiosity. "Anything for you, Takashi" she smiled with a child like innocence. "Let me take you out on a date then. That's what I want."

Yes, it is short, but not to bad as an introduction, hmmmmmmmm? It will get better and to the 'juicy' part soon I SWEAR!

Farewell for now
~PudgyPhantomhive