Part 1: The Solution

Day 1: Set Ups and Hook Ups

Step1: Getting Noticed

After getting a super extreme makeover, the first step is to get his attention so that all that possesses his mind, body, and soul is you. Then you can make him your bitch.

-Yumi Asihara

"Mello! I'm back! And I brought Yumi!" Matt yelled as he opened the door to his and Mello's dorm room, with me and a lot of bags in tow.

"Finally. Hey Yu-. You're not Yumi," Mello stated, eyes wide as he took in my new makeover, jaw dropped.

"Yeah she is Mels. And close your mouth. If you weren't gay, I would think that you wanted to cheat on me with Yumi," Matt smirked, giving a quick peck to Mello's cheek, closing his mouth also as he put my bags on his bed.

"Didn't recognize me did you Mello?" I winked at the blonde.

"Who are you and what did you do to my sweet friend, Yumi Asihara?" Mello asked, his eyes never leaving me as I plopped down on his bed.

I laughed and explained the story to Mello, hatred in my voice as I recalled all of the hurtful memories.

"Why didn't you just call me so I could deliver a special ass kicking?" Mello growled, his ice blue eyes steely.

I smiled ruefully. "If I did, you would just get expelled and neither Matt nor I would want that."

"Besides," Matt interjected, "it's so much more fun destroying someone from the inside than the outside."

"You sound sadistic just then," Mello smirked as Matt just shrugged. "That's what I love about you."

"Oi! I'm happy for you guys, just don't go all mushy gushy in front of me," I laughed, covering my face with my eyes.

"Whatever. I'm just happy I got to give you a makeover!" Matt squealed, changing the subject.

"Yup. Anyone could tell that you did it," Mello rolled his eyes.

"How?"

"She looks like your freaking sister," Mello snickered, as I looked at myself in the mirror. Startling bright red hair, twinkling green eyes, black and white striped shirt underneath a leather jacket, plaid pleated miniskirt, black converse high tops. I looked badass and loved it.

"Actually, I look like what your kid would dress like if she looked like Matt, but mixed in some of Mello and his style," I stated.

The two boys looked me up and down, looked at each other, then nodded before Matt jumped onto me, making me fall backwards toward the bed.

"Then I'm going to call you my little girl and neither daddy nor mommy is going to let our little girl get hurt ever again!" Matt said, rubbing his cheek against mine.

"Wait, what? Don't you dare go all Tamaki on me Matt," I pouted. Did I forget to mention that I was a teeny bit of an otaku?

"ADORABLE! Look mommy! Look at our little baby!" Matt squeezed me again.

"Hey! Who are you calling mommy?" Mello shouted.

"Well, mommy always is under daddy. And you didn't mind being under daddy last night," Matt grinned wickedly, as a light pink color came to Mello's face.

"Well, if I'm mommy, then daddy doesn't mind being under mommy every night except for that one!" Mello argued back.

"La-la-la! I'm not hearing this!" I yelled covering my ears, smiling as I got off the bed. "See you guys tomorrow!" I waved as I walked out the door and down the hall towards the stairs to my floor.

While I was walking up the stairs, I noticed Near leaning against the metal banister, finger twirling a piece of white hair, deep in thought.

He was at least a year younger than me, but he was my tutor and had helped me study for the entrance exams earlier this year. We weren't too particularly close, but we spoke as often as we could to each other.

"Hey Near," I nodded as I reached the step he was on.

"Hello Yumi," Near acknowledged, looking at me with soft grey eyes.

"You're able to recognize me?" I asked.

"Yes. How are you today?" Near asked, attempting to make polite conversation.

"Fine. And you?"

"Fine."

This is how our conversations would usually go. I would say hello, then he would say it back, then ask how I was, then I would do the same, then it would be silent for at least two beats until-

"Excuse me, Yumi. There's someone I have to go talk to right now," Near nodded back as he walked silently down the stairs.

Until he would tell me that he had to go do something, go talk to someone, thus ending our very short conversation.

I shrugged and headed back up the stairs, turning the knob of the stair doors and walking down the quiet hallway towards my room, opening the door and throwing the bags full of clothes and accessories onto the floor as I threw myself onto the bed, tiredness creeping up on me, as I closed my eyes, falling asleep.

-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-

"Ryuzaki," a young boy's voice called from the other side of the phone, "she got a makeover just as you said. I think it's safe to assume that she has a plan that's goes along with the one you have currently."

"I see. I have already set up the bet with Light-kun. Either way this goes, Light-kun's days of a player will be over. I am eighty five percent sure of it."

"And the other fifteen percent?"

"The whole plan may just blow up in our face as they say. Don't forget to send the picture to all the students."

"Of course."

"Thank you Near," Ryuzaki said as he hung up the phone the slipped it into his pocket as he jumped off the chair he was perched on and looked out the window at the new moon.

"Do you know what this means?" the young man asked himself as he stared at the dark moon. "New moons always signify a new start. Perhaps even a blossoming new love…"

-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-

"So you have to date this Yumi Asihara for more than thirteen days and then you win?" Matsuda yelled over the loud music, as he took a swig of his beer.

"Yeah," I said as I chugged down a shot, my throat burning as the alcohol went down my throat.

We were sitting in a popular club, not too far from the To-Oh campus, which was full of horny teens grinding their asses off.

I told my mom I had to study, no questions asked. She probably thought her perfect son was studying his brains out while actually I was at a club with Matsuda and Mikami. I didn't have to worry about my dad because he barely was home.

"Wasn't she that chick from yesterday?" Mikami asked, absent mindedly taking off his glasses to clean them.

"Yeah. She was clingy. Not half bad in bed though," I added, smirking.

"So why does this Ryuzaki kid bet using her? Why not Linda or Kiyomi?" Mikami inquired. Mikami was only in To-Oh for one reason: to become a lawyer. So obviously he was bound to ask tons and tons of questions. Annoying questions.

"I don't know. I just know that this is going to be the easiest bet I've ever won," I said cockily as I leaned back in my chair, motioning for the waitress to bring more drinks.

Suddenly, I heard my phone ring along with Matsuda's and Mikami's.

"Hey, check this out!" Matsuda exclaimed, shoving his phone in our faces. In the picture was a red headed girl with bright green eyes smiling cheekily at another red head.

At the bottom of the picture was the caption:

New To-Oh hottie spotted. Does this mean she has Beauty and Brains?

"Who is that?" Mikami asked, wolf whistling as he lifted up his glasses to get a better look at the picture.

"I don't know," I said, as I retrieved my phone from the pocket and opened up the text message, seeing the same picture. "But I want to find out..."

"But don't you have to stick with that Yumi girl?" Matsuda asked, eyebrows scrunched up in confusion.

"I do, but Ryuzaki never said I couldn't have that girl," I said nodding towards the picture, "too at the same time."

"Nice!" Mikami grinned, high fiving me as Matsuda just gave me a small frown.

-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-

"Wakey wakey Yumi!" Matt sang as he threw open the door to my room. "It's personality changing time!"

"What?" I asked groggily and glanced at the clock. It said five thirty in the morning.

"Matt!" I groaned, throwing my head back onto my pillow. "It's five thirty in the freaking morning. What's so important that you had to wake me up this early?"

"Personality changing time," Matt pouted.

"Ugh, Matt, give me at least another hour…or two…" I murmured sleepily, my eyes slowly closing before I heard a ripping noise.

"Oopsy," Matt said as I shot straight up on my bed, looking at what he was doing. He had my favorite shoujo manga in his hands, gently tearing at each pages carefully.

"AHH! What are you doing Matt?" I yelled, as I jumped out of bed and walked towards him.

"Just getting you out of bed," Matt winked as he tossed me my book as I pouted at the torn page, stroking it gently.

"Thank goodness I came on time," Matt breathed, sitting himself on my chair.

"Time for what?" I yawned sleepily.

"Your personality change!" he smiled happily.

"What's wrong with my personality?"

"Nothing, all you have to do is gain a bit more confidence. I mean look at you! You're gorgeous now!" Matt exclaimed, waving his hands at me.

"So that means I wasn't before?" I joked, putting my hands on my hips.

Matt rolled his deep green eyes. "You know that's not what I mean. I mean, that with your new makeover, did you see how many guys checked you out?"

I blushed, "Well…"

"See, you don't do that!" Matt pouted, hand in his fist. "You have to act confident! Confidence is key!"

"You sound just like a motivational speaker," I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever. Okay, so pretend I'm a random guy trying to ask you out," Matt said as he cleared his throat.

"Hey, pretty lady, what's your name?"

"Yumi Asihara," I said nonchalantly as I gave a little bow. Matt smacked himself on the forehead, shaking his head back and forth.

"We've got a lot of work to do."

-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-

"Ugh, remind me next time to down something less vile than tequila next time we go out drinking," I mumbled running my hands through my hair as I squinted through my sunglasses at the morning light and the chirping birds did not help with my pounding head as I walked on the walkway with Matsuda.

"So basically later today?" Matsuda smirked.

"No, actually, I was thinking of finding that girl because of that bet. Sakura right?"

"I believe her name was Yumi," we heard from behind, turning to see Ryuzaki slouching behind us, hands in his baggy jean pockets.

"Oh. So where is she?" I asked.

"I think that's her," Ryuzaki nodded to the crowd of students surrounding something or someone, shouting out questions and compliments. It was probably an actress or model, judging by all of the male admirers.

"She's in the crowd?"

Ryuzaki smirked. "You could say that."

I raised an eyebrow before nodding at Matsuda as we walked calmly towards the crowd, looking for the brunette Yumi.

"Who is it?" I asked a random guy as we got close enough to hear the chatter, my head pounding with every scream and yell.

"Didn't you get the picture message? It's that hot red head," the guy yelled as he grinned.

She's here also? I'll ask her out later, but now I had to find Yumi so I could get this bet over with.

"Yumi! Yumi Asihara!" I yelled over the crowd, searching through all of the people.

"Who called my name?"

I turned to see the crowd parted to reveal the red head girl, one hand on her hip, a cocky smile on her face, green eyes twinkling.

"No, I was calling my friend. Have you seen her? Brunette? Green eyes? Shy?"

The girl tapped her chin before grinning. "Yeah she sounds familiar. You must be Light Yagami. Yumi's told me all about you," she said as she walked closer.

"Really? And you are?" I asked, matching her grin with my own as the crowd just watched, mouth open in awe.

"Yumi Asihara," the girl winked, tossing a strand of red hair over her dark blue blazer covered shoulder.

"No, really. Where is she?"

"You're looking at her."

I looked the red head up and down. She was Yumi, I could tell from the eyes, but it seemed like she had totally changed. Gone was the sweater clad freak I went out with, and was replaced with this sexier, cheekier, and alluring girl.

"What happened?" I asked, looking at her in disbelief.

"The magic of hair coloring and a credit card," she smiled.

"You look, hot," I stated simply.

"Thank you, but I must really be going. I don't want to be late for class," she waved, and turned around, hips swaying in her jean short clad butt; which made her legs seem longer from underneath her knee high socks.

"What class?"

"AB Calculus. See ya," Yumi waved over her shoulder, continuing to walk away as me and the rest of the male population of the crowd stared at her with our tongues practically panting out of our mouths.

"Wait!" I yelled, ignoring my headache as I walked after Yumi.

"Hmm?" Yumi raised her eye brow in curiosity.

"I'm sorry for the way I treated you earlier," I lied easily, giving her a fake smile, "so I wanted to make it up with you."

"How?"

"A new, fresh start. Another first date," I offered, giving her my brightest smile.

She stared blankly at me for a moment before her face broke out in a tooth grin. "Certainly."

"Can't wait. It's sure to be fun."

"Yeah," Yumi nodded. "It's going to be loads of fun," Yumi nodded again before walking away towards her class.

I barely noticed Matsuda walking up next to me, hands in his pocket. "Damn. Wait, so doesn't that mean that it's going to be your first second date ever?" Matsuda asked, tilting his head to the side, looking at me.

My smile fell from my face as I realized that what Matsuda said was true. This was going to be my first second date. Ever.

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Title of chapter 2:

Day 2: First Second Date

Just a little preview for you~

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