Korbin: Aha! I finally decided to post this story. Yay! Welp... lets see. This is my first time writing for this anime. I just recent seen it and thought it had ended WAY too early, so I decided to write this story to try and keep it going. I will; however, warn everyone that Mikoto is my favorite character and as such will be the object of my torture. So this story is mainly going to be about him and yes...I'm definitely going to do naughty things to my spunky redhead. Mwahahahaha!

Warning and Disclaimer: This is shounen ai/yaoi/male on male... yadda yadda. No like, don't read. I own nothing here expect for my own characters, you'll meet them later and this wonderful plot.

Korbin: Now onto the story!

My Mysterious Enigma

----Prolouge----

How had this happen?

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Everything had been going fine. She knew of his secret, she expected it... Hell... She even encouraged him all this time.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Then again... She had seemed a little too understanding lately. She was always so excited when work or his studies would tie him over that they couldn't talk or see each other as often. Megumi would always laugh and say it was fine, she wasn't mad.

Beep. Beep. Be-- Click.

Of course... Why would she be upset set when that meant that she could see him more often?

[ Flash Back

"Lets see... I believe Makoto said it would be right... HERE!" Mikoto exclaimed loudly, a wide smile across his face.

Today was a very rare and lucky day for Mikoto. Today he didn't have to dress up as a princess for any sport or club cheering. No meetings or costume tryouts. Absolutely nothing. Gladly he sprung at the opprotunity to come see his Megumi-san, it had been a while since they seen each other last.

"You shouldn't bother her today Miko-chan. She's busy." Makoto's voice rang in the redhead's ears. Pft. Like he would listen to something like that, she was always trying to pick on him and tease him. Well, today he wasn't going to let anything bother him. Not even if the president came strolling up to him would he let anything get in the way of him and his girlfriend.

Nodding his head once in determination Mikoto set out to find his girlfriend amongst the many people littering the busy arcade. Apparently the place had just opened and was a big hot spot for young people...and couples. 'Weird. Megumi usually doesn't go to places like this alone.' Mikoto thought to himself as he continued to look down the many aisles before him.

Then he heard it. That musical laugh he would know anywhere. Turning around Mikoto easily spotted the brunette standing by the door. Smiling brightly the redhead quickly began to make his way over to her, but then a man stepped out of nowhere and wrapped an arm around his girlfriend. He was tall with short brown hair and eyes. Very handsome in his grey sweater and black pants. The two exchanged words for a moment and then he saw it. As if in slow motion, he watched as a stranger leaned in and kissed those soft pink lips.

And then his world came crashing down around his ears. Without realizing he was standing not two feet from them, Megumi and the mysterious guy left the arcade, heading off down the street laughing and talking like it was an everyday thing. Beyond shocked at what he had seen Mikoto could feel his heart breaking. In a daze, the redhead had somehow managed to make his way all the way back to the dorm without incident. How he did that without getting lost he couldn't tell you. He didn't even remember walking at all. All he could see was that kiss repeated over and over and over... Like a broke record that wouldn't leave his mind alone.

"Ah! Miko-chan! What are you doing here? I thought you had a date with Megumi-san." Yuujiro teased from his place standing next to a smiling Tooru and Akira at the enterance. When no response came from their friend the three exchanged looks.

"Oi! Mikoto!" Tooru called out as he started for the shorter male. The others not far behind him.

Again no response came from the redhead. It was like he hadn't heard them at all. Still in his daze, Mikoto trudged by the three worried friends and made his way further into the dorm and to his room. Quickly the three followed him in hopes of getting him to talk once they reached his room, but all they recieved when they got there was the door slamming in their faces loudly. To put even more worries on their shoulders, they all heard the definitely click that was the sound of the lock sliding into place.

"Mikoto?" Tooru asked worriedly. His brows frowned heavily and lips turned down.

"Perhaps him and Megumi had a fight?" Yuujiro supplied as a way of explaining.

"Well, either way... It doesn't seem like Mikoto feels like talking right now. Maybe we should wait until he's ready to talk before asking him anything?" Akira asked from behind the two princesses.

"Aa..." Tooru and Yuujiro agreed. With a sadden expression the friends slowly, one by one, left the room where their friend had locked himself in.

Inside the room the teen sat on the floor, back to the door, knees drawn up closely to his chest, arms wrapped tightly around them and his head buried into his sleeves as he let silent tears soak through his jacket. 'Why? Why? Why?'

That had been two days ago. Mikoto had been successful in hiding in his room and avoiding everyone. Luckily the gang hadn't told the president and his guards anything, though he was sure they were getting worried by his absence. He didn't want to talk to anyone. He didn't want to have to tell them why he was so upset, didn't want to admit that Makoto was right, or that he had been too blind at the time to see what Megumi was doing. It drove the stake that much further into his chest everytime he thought of those late night calls he would give her. The ones she used to seem too busy to respond to properly, but he now knew what that reason was.

It hurt so much. He had really loved Megumi, but it seemed she didn't love him as much as he thought. Why? Was he not a good boyfriend? Did he do something wrong or didn't do something at all? Did he put his princess duties far too much ahead of her? Did she really hate the fact he dressed like a girl at school? All the why's and what if's kept popping up into his head. Each one taunting him and plaguing him into believing that he truly had ruined the one thing he thought was more precious than anything else in the world. He had run Megumi into the arms of another man. He did it.

Knock. Knock.

"Mikoto?" He heard Tooru ask through the door. "Are you coming out today? Classes are going to start soon and you've already missed two days... Please come out?" The blue haired male tried. Like he did everytime he came by.

"Please?" His voice sounded so sad and it pained Mikoto to do this to his best friend, but he just couldn't do it. He couldn't face anyone. He knew he was being stubborn and selfish, but... he was afraid. Afraid at what he had seen was true. Afraid that their love wasn't real anymore.

With a heavy sigh, Tooru stepped away from the door to his friend's room. Turning his sad eyes to his other two friends, the teen shook his head back and forth to tell them that once more, Mikoto would not be joining them. Having enough of the redhead's childish attitude, Yuujiro stepped forward, a grim face of determination set on his face.

"Oi! Open up you brat!" The blonde screamed as his fist pounded on the door a few times.

"Yuujiro!" Akira and Tooru cried out together at his brass actions. "Stop!"

'No! I'm sick of this! Something's wrong with him and he won't tell us. We're his friends, he can talk to us, not waste away in his room hiding from everyone! OPEN THIS DOOR MIKOTO--" Yuujiro yelled even louder. His fist pounding on the door harder and faster until suddenly it was hitting air as the door swung open.

Quickly righting himself so he didn't fall from the unexpected absence of wood, Yuujiro took a step back only to gasp in shock with the others. In front of them was a messy Mikoto. His hair was tangled and sticking up, eyes red and puffy, face pale and tear stain... Hell, he was even wearing the same clothes he was the day he locked himself in his room.

"I-I-I'm... sorry guys--" Mikoto began in a shaky voice and hiccup interrupting him mid sentence. "I... d-didn't mean... to..." Was all he got out before he collasped onto the floor when heavy sobs racked his body. Instantly the blonde and blue haired teens were at their friends side wrapping their arms around him and cooing words of comfort into his hair and skin. 'What had happened to their loud mouth, stubborn friend?' Tooru and Yuujiro wondered silently as they continued to rock the boy softly in between them.

"What happened?"

To be continued

Korbin: Oh! I evil! I let the story hang. Not really. I'm just really tired at the moment... Actually I think I'm getting sick...but this story demanded I write it so here it is! I hope you enjoy it...and hope even more someone reads it... Ehehehe...