- Mitsuko Tsuuriki was just a normal girl, going about her normal life, college, friends, average teenage stuff right. But after she runs into a highly annoying white haired boy her whole world starts to turn upside down -

Pairings: Yaten/OC, hinted Ami/Taiki and some Seiya/Usagi. plus OC/OC's

Disclaimer - I do not own Sailor Moon or its associated characters, i do however own all OC's

"Alright class, settle down, as I'm sure you're all aware, this is Yaten Kou," Yaten stood beside the teacher scanning the class, which was, as the teacher had said, well aware of who he was, girls were gazing dreamily at him and the guys all looked fed up of the sight of him already. Mitsuko was sat at the back glaring straight through him, trying to imagine he wasn't really there. She couldn't believe she had just escaped her friends constant ranting about him only to find him in the first class she had. "Now, Yaten let's find you a seat," at this every girl in the room looked up and around her to see if there was a spare chair, many disappointed faces then turned back to the board, and a couple began to order their partners to move away. Mitsuko rolled her eyes. "Ah, yes, there appears to be one at the back beside Miss Tsuuriki, you can sit there," her head jerked up and looked to the side, sure enough there was a spare seat.
"Gladly," Said Yaten walking over and placing his stuff beside the chair and sitting down.
Mitsuko sighed and cursed Hiroshi for moving to America and leaving the space beside her free.
"So Goldy, looks like we're lab partners!" she rolled her eyes again and hissed back "My name is not Goldy!" she looked straight at the board and tried to listen to what the teacher was telling them, which was difficult because every girl was turned to face the two of them whispering to each other with jealous looks on their faces. "Hey," She turned around and found Yaten's face right beside her, she nearly fell off her seat in surprise. "What is it?" He looked at her for a moment and then turned away "Nothing I got it," she saw him smirk and looked around at the class, every girl in the class was throwing daggers and she realised what he'd wanted.
"Hey," She hissed "If you want to make you fans jealous that's fine, just don't involve me OK" and she shifted her work further away and turned her back on him, and tried to ignore the constant hissing from around them.

For the next few days she did everything she could to avoid him, of course she still had to endure Chemistry but recently all they had been doing was taking notes and working through past exam papers so she didn't have to work with him. The main problem was he had a tendency to sit way to close to her, probably because he had no idea what he was doing and needed to copy her notes, she didn't care to much if he copied her work, she was more bothered about how it must look to everyone else.

"Can't you do your own work for a change," she hissed trying to move away, but she was already so close to the edge of the table.

"But I don't get it," he whined

"I don't care, maybe if you listened and paid the teacher some attention once in a while,"

"But then I'd have to stop looking at you," he winked at her, she didn't pay the comment any attention, she should have seen that one coming, she just sighed in frustration and looked back at her work while he continued to stare over her shoulder.

"Mizuki,"

"Hmm," Mizuki said, not looking up from her book, Mitsuko was leaning against a tree looking thoughtful. They had both had a free period and it was nearly the end of the day.

"You like the Three Lights right?"

"That I do,"

"Just how upset would you be if one of them were to, I don't know fall off a high cliff into a pit of fire?"

"Yaten troubles?" Mizuki said finally looking up and looking concerned, or at least pretending to be.

"Will you stop calling it that? … But yeah,"

Mizuki sighed and got up, she placed her hand on Mitsuko's forehead causing her friend some confusion.

"Mizu… what are you doing?"
"Checking if you have a fever," She sighed again and took her hand away "Nope your just weird,"
"Why's that?"

"Because… you have one of the hottest guys in Japan chasing you and you don't seem to care… there is something seriously up with that,"

"W-what? Chasing?"
"Come on it is so obvious he likes you; he flirts with you constantly,"

Mitsuko's cheeks went pink "He does not," she said defensively "That's not flirting its just annoying, he lives to humiliate me I swear,"
"You hurt the one you love the most," Mizuki put on a wise face and voice, Mitsuko just frowned.

"Are you kidding me? Besides even if he did, that doesn't undo the fact that he's an arrogant little creep with the good looks of a toad… come to think of it his eyes are green and kind of toad like"

Mizuki was starting to laugh.

"Huh? Did I miss something?"

"So you've been paying close attention to his eyes… have we been hiding something Ms Tsuuriki?"

"What the… no I just… how can I not notice he spends all day trying to freak me out by staring at me."

Mizuki shut her book, "Alright whatever you say," she shook her head and stood up.

"Alright I have some of my Art work to sort out before we head back to mine," Mitsuko sighed but nodded, stood up and the two made their way towards the art department.

"Hey Hotaru," A small black haired girl, who was sat at one of the Art desks, lifted her head and smiled at Mizuki and Mitsuko as they came through the doors.

"Hey Mizuki, Setsuna-mama put your work in the back cupboard by the way,"

"Thanks," Mizuki ran to a door at the back of the room and went inside. Mitsuko wondered over to the desks and sat down opposite the girl Hotaru who had gone back to her work, she looked in interest at the painting. It was only half finished but what was done was amazing, it was what looked like a mountain made of crystal with the full moon shining behind it, on the top was a figure, a girl who looked like an angel.

"That's beautiful," She said in awe, Hotaru looked up, her bright purple eyes sparkled,

"You think so," Mitsuko nodded.

"It's wonderful, where did you get your idea," Hotaru gazed down at her painting, as if it were a fond memory.

"A dream I had, when I was very young," she said with a half smile. At that moment Mizuki came back out of the store cupboard carrying a large white board and her bag of paints and brushes. Setting them down beside Mitsuko she too looked at Hotaru's painting.

"That's really coming along now, you've done loads to it since I last saw it,"
"Setsuna-mama had a lot of work to do last night, so I stayed behind with her and worked on it,"

"Setsuna-mama?" Said Mitsuko confused,

"Meioh-Sensei Her adoptive mother," whispered Mizuki "She's our Art and Design teacher,"

"Oh," Mitsuko nodded. Mizuki started getting out her paints, her board was still in its early stages, the drawings all done, of a beautiful palace surrounded by fountains and flowers.

"Aw, I feel so ashamed of my own drawing looking at these," Mitsuko shook her head, and Hotaru and Mizuki laughed.

They had been there for about half an hour, and Hotaru and Mizuki's paintings were coming on really well, leaving Mitsuko highly depressed when she thought of her own drawing ability, which could not exactly be described as remarkable.

She was quite interested to find out that Hotaru didn't actually go to the college but was still in school; since her adoptive mother worked here she came by after school sometimes. The fact she was fourteen and three years younger than her made Mitsuko even more depressed about how amazing Hotaru's art was. She had got out some homework that needed doing and was working through it while Mizuki worked on her Art.

"Oh," Mizuki started rifling through her bag looking worried.

"What's up," Hotaru looked up at her,

"Nothing, well I can't find my pencils," She frowned and continued to rummage, "Gah I must have left them at home, never mind."

"There's loads next door, I'll show you," Hotaru hopped out of her seat and headed towards the door, Mizuki followed,

"Be right back Mitsu," Mitsuko nodded vaguely but continued to look at her Chemistry work, trying to remember what her teacher had said, but it was no use, it was her own fault for being away in a dream world. She gave up and turned to study Mizuki's artwork. Mizuki had always been a great designer; she had even designed and made her own clothes, which to her amusement had been mistaken by many for top designer labels. She was just as good at painting; the strokes on her board were delicate and the effect was beautiful, almost dreamlike. The picture stirred a vague memory in the back of Mitsuko's mind, and she could almost see herself stood looking up at the palace.

"Ne, Tsuuriki, I didn't know you could paint,"

She snapped back to reality and nearly fell off her chair as she found Yaten leaning beside her on the desk.

"What are you doing here?" She snapped, she half expected a smart answer but he merely jabbed his thumb to his right where Seiya was sorting through some papers at the back, Taiki was helping.

"Seiya left some work here and he dragged me and Taiki along to help find it," Mitsuko frowned,

"So go help him, quit bugging me"

"Charming, I was just going to compliment your work," She looked down at Mizuki's painting.

"It's not mine, it's a friends,"

"Oh," he still wasn't moving and Mitsuko was beginning to get frustrated.

"Are you just gonna stand there?" he pushed his hand through his hair and nodded.

"Yup,"

"Fine," She pushed her chair back, stood up and moved her work to the other side of Mizuki's seat, where is Mizuki anyway does it take this long to find pencils. Seiya and Taiki had now disappeared into the back room and she really didn't like the situation, so despite having no idea what the work was about she tried to concentrate on it. Thankfully Yaten hadn't followed her when she moved.

"So what you doing?"

"Chemistry," she said not looking up, he started to walk over and she frowned. He stood over her shoulder reading her work.

"You do know what you've written makes no sense," she flung her arms over her book covering up what she'd written and she glared up at him.

"Not that it's your business, but I was a little distracted yesterday,"

"Oh, I see" He grinned "Hope that's not to do with me," she rolled her eyes and looked back down.

"Why would it be," She said coldly,

"Good," he leant in closer, she didn't flinch, "I'd hate to think I was distracting you,"

She closed her eyes telling herself to count to ten, but ten was too long and once she reached three she pushed her chair back and got up gathering her work, intending to go and find Mizuki and make her hurry up, she started to walk towards the door.

"Hey, Tsuuriki, you forgot your pen," She span around and marched back reaching out for it, but he wouldn't hand it over.

"Just give it,"

He started spinning it in his hand. "What's the magic word?"
"What are you? Twelve?"

"Nope that's not the one," she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"Alright, Please give me my pen,"

"That's not it either,"

"Well what the hell is it then," she snapped folding her arms.

"Something along the lines of, I apologise for being so cold, I'm actually your biggest fan and the very fact that you are holding MY pen makes my heart skip a beat,"

"If you think I'm going to say that…"
"Well, I'll be keeping this then," she glared at him for a moment as he made to put the pen in his pocket. The few moments that followed went by extremely quickly… she leapt forward to grab the pen from his hand, unfortunately for her, he quite easily moved it out of her reach and she simply flew past him stumbling slightly; furious now she span back around to find him right behind her, she yelped in surprise and leapt backwards, knocked straight into a chair, tripped and fell backwards. She closed her eyes and braced herself to crash into a table, however instead of serious pain, she felt someone catch her and lower her gently down.

"Alright Yoshi but just quickly because Mitsu will probably be bored by now,"

Mizuki's voice sounded closer and she could hear footsteps out side. Whoever had caught her was still holding her, her eyes flicked open and found themselves staring up into a pair of bright green orbs, she blinked a little.

"Sorry Mitsu, we met Yoshi and got talking I hope you…" Mitsuko jerked her head around and saw Mizuki, Hotaru and a girl she recognised from her Psychology class standing in the doorway, they were all staring at her wide eyed, and she turned crimson and looked away, only to find Taiki and Seiya stood to the other side looking at Yaten as if he had gone insane. Yoshi and Hotaru started to back out of the room murmuring apologies as they went and shutting the door behind them. The click as the door closed seemed to wake Mitsuko up from what she had hoped was just a nightmare but soon found to be true. She reached up her hand swiftly to push Yaten off her "Put me down, what do you think you're doing," she dropped the short distance to the floor as he got up frowning,

"Well there's gratitude for you, I just saved you from hitting yourself on that table,"
"If it weren't for you I wouldn't have needed saving," She snapped, rubbing her back as she got up.

"You tried to steal my pen,"
"It's my pen moron,"
"Not until I hear those magic words, oh and I'm adding a few more, I think: I would also like to thank you for saving my life, would suffice,"

"Not in a million years,"
"I can wait,"

They stood there arguing for the a few minutes while Seiya, Taiki and Mizuki all looked on in despair. Eventually Mitsuko threw her arms in the air in frustration.

"Gah, just keep the stupid pen," she turned on her heel, grasped a highly confused Mizuki by the arm and lead her out of the room.

"But Mitsu… I left my art stuff." Mitsuko sighed and let her go, she ran back into the room, Mitsuko thought she heard her apologising but didn't care. A minute later she came back with her things and the two of them headed back to Mizuki's where Mitsuko was staying for the night.

Review pwease, i worked very hard on this and like i said i already wrote 142 pages, 80000 words, and that's about halfway so yeah it's going to be very long when i get round to finishing it.