Kise's POV

I see the familiar sight of Teiko Music Academy. The last time I came here was when I had to replace an acquaintance of Akashicchi's who was unwell and unable to perform in an important event. Since my schedule is always full, I usually would decline an offer like that but if it's Akashicchi...I can't utter even a word of refusal. And besides, I managed to gain more fans!

The driver pulls over the car in front of the gates of Teiko Music Academy. I put on my sunglasses just in case and Kuroko Tetsuki-san's card in my hand. I can't wait to meet her again!

I notice two figures that seem to be arguing with each other. As I walk closer, I realized that it was an officer guard and a familiar petite female with teal coloured hair. The female was rather flustered and then she suddenly shouted, "Please! I can't be late!"

I could see her face clearer now. I looked at the card in my hand and at her. The spitting image of Kuroko Tetsuki. I found her! I wonder what she's having trouble with. Something about she can't be late?

"That girl..." My manager, Satoucchi, starts. "I wonder if she forgot that she can't go inside the Academy without her ID card? Prestigious Academies these days are very strict with their security after all. Famous celebrities like you are an exception." Satoucchi smiles wryly.

I glance at Kuroko Tetsuki's card and walk towards her. The officer's attention switches to me and I show him the card in my hand while giving Kuroko Tetsuki a smile.

He makes a shocked expression and immediately apologizes. He opens the gates for me and Kuroko Tetsuki to go through.

"Are you looking for this?" I ask while grinning. I hand her her card back and she sighs in relief.

"Thank you very much." She bows. "But," she lifts up her head. "Where did you find it?" She curiously asks.

"You dropped it when we bumped into each other in the park last time."

She gives me a perplexed expression. Don't tell me-

"I'm sorry but I don't think I have ever met you anywhere before."

This can't be real! There's no way anyone would forget my face!

"Are you for real? Do you really not remember me?" I grab her shoulders a little too tightly. Crap.

"Ow..." She winces in pain. I immediately let go.

"I'm sorr-" I try to apologize but..

"Please excuse me." She hastily runs away and I didn't even give her my name.

"I messed up big time..." I say as I rub my temple.

I wonder if she hates me now. Girls don't like aggressive guys do they?

But, this is a first. This is definitely a first. I like her. I really like her. I really really like her! I want to make her mine! Her pained expression...for some reason is arousing?

Wait. Huh.

I slap both my cheeks with both my hands.

What am I thinking? Why am I aroused by her pained expression? Am I some kind of pervert? No way no way no way. I think it's probably because it's so hot right now. It is summer after all...

I fan myself with my shirt by pulling my collar back and forth.

About Kuroko Tetsuki, I'll just ask about her to Akashicchi when Satoucchi finalizes the documents of my transfer to Teiko Music Academy. Satoucchi is also my legal guardian. The reason why I am introduced to celebrity world is because Satoucchi. And here I wanted to grow up as an independent adult.

I feel a vibration from my back pocket. I flip my phone open and saw that Satoucchi sent me mail.

From: Satoucchi

To: Kise Ryouta

Subject: Get your ass back here

"Oi Kise! If you don't back here in ten seconds, I'll give you Kira's beating from hell! You know what Kira means right?"

Crap. In English, Kira means 'Killer' but Satoucchi's name has a different Kanji. And this is not the time to think about the meaning of her name and for some reason I can see a timer that shows the number 'three'? And now it became 'two'?

No wayyyyyyyyyyy

As I run for my life towards where Satoucchi was, I notice a shade of red. For a second I thought it was Akashicchi but this red was a darker shade so I paid no heed. But, how odd. Here I thought Akashi was the only red head I've ever seen in my life.

Panting and sweating, clothes are dishevelled, my sunglasses fell halfway from my face but I still made it.

Last time I experienced Satoucchi's beating…. brr just the thought of it sends chills down my spine, is even more painful than Kasamatsu-senpai's.

Bump

Ow. I look up to meet a rolled up notebook that was probably used to hit my head. But I thought I made it...

"Late for 0.2 seconds..." I hold my breath. "I'll let you go this time. Can't ruin your pretty face before your shoot with Amane."

On her first sentence, I thought I saw an angel ascend but when she continued what I saw broke to pieces. The chance of a merciful Satoucchi arising is none. Sigh.

"But I thought I told you to cancel it." I complain. With females like Amane Misaki-san, I'm not really comfortable around with. Not ever since that happened.

"Amane is pretty stubborn. Her manager said that Amane refuses for the shoot to be cancelled even though we can arrange it to be on the next day." Satou sighs. ""I don't want to. It has to be today."" She tries to mimick how Amane would say it.

I can't help but chuckle. Satoucchi really sounds weird.

I fail to notice a tick mark appear of Satoucchi's forehead. She wraps her left arm around my neck and grinds my head with her knuckles on her right hand. Painful.

"Ow ow ow owwww! I'm sorry! Please forgive me Satoucchi!"

She finally lets go. My head is thumping now. It hurts!

"Cheeky brat." She says with a Hmph.

There was a scary silence between us for a while but the driver broke it for us. By reminding us about a crucial affair. The photo shoot with Amane Misaki. Well not exactly crucial but..

Satoucchi and I plop ourselves into the car.

"Drive to the Zakura studio!" Satoucchi roars.

"Y-Yes!" The driver fumbles a bit but gets the car running.

Well not that I care whether we're going to be late or not. If only tomorrow would come soon. I miss Kurokocchi already.