A/N: Chapter 2, I don't know what title to give it, so I just wrote chapter 2. HEHEHEHE. Oh and I made a redo of the chapter, the old version was quite bad and did not really make sense. Hope you enjoy it.

I refused to believe it. I refused to believe what I was seeing. Yet the truth was just in front of me.

Kaiko was supposed to be a girl. Not a boy. I repeat. Not a boy!

My idol – the person I aimed to become and achieve what she… no, I should be saying he achieved was actually a boy.

The image I had in my head of Kaiko shattered into little pieces that very instant. The world seemed to have stopped. My head spun with a million excuses to why this boy looked like Kaiko; could he be her brother or a twin? Could h-he have disguised himself as her so he could peek when girls shower? Maybe he loved Kaiko so much that he had plastic surgery so he could see her face every day.

No wait… that's highly unlikely to happen. Ah! There must be an explanation! He can't possibly be Kaiko Shion! He just can't!

I glared at him. "Who are you?" I raised my voice. "What are you doing here? This is an all-girl school. Boys are –"

He rushed over to me and pushed me down to the ground. He fell on top of me, his legs pressed against my legs. I let out a short scream. He immediately used one of his hands to cover my mouth, while the other hand pinned both my arms to one side on the ground. Water from the shower he just had trickled down his body and slowly dripped on my clothes.

I struggled and squirmed, but he was way stronger. The more I fought, the harder he gripped onto me.

Fear overwhelmed me. I was being touched by a boy. A half-naked boy! This was sexual harassment! Oh sugar honey ice tea, I just transferred to this school and bang! Here I was, already being hit on by a guy.

A knock drew our attention. "Kaiko, is everything alright in there?" a sweet voice shouted from the other end of the bedroom door. "I swore I heard a scream."

"It's nothing Gumi!" His voice came out high and cheerful – just like a girl.

"Are you sure?" she called out.

"Yes," he chirped.

I wanted to break free from his grasp. I wanted to scream for help. This guy was not Kaiko! This was an imposter! An imposter!

I struggled once more. He glared at me and I froze.

"Oh alright, anyway, dinner is starting at 8, I'm telling you this since you somehow always come late and the food gets cold."

"Thanks Gumi! I'll be ready in a second," he sang.

He waited until the footsteps grew softer and softer. Once he was convinced that Gumi had left, he stared me. He looked like a girl. It was extremely convincing. But that doesn't hide the fact about the flat chest.

"Who are you? How did you enter this room without a key?" His voice changed completely. It was now low and deep like rich dark chocolate. "Did you climb through from the window?"

"Mmmhmfif," I was meant to say 'release me', but the words came out incomprehensible.

"If you promise to be quiet and not scream, I'll release you." His breath brushed on my face. It smelled of pepper mint ice cream.

"Mmmfffpphhmn," My eyebrows creased into thin slits. "Mmmmfdmmmmf"

A sigh escaped his mouth. "Oh man, why did someone like you find out my secret, now what am I supposed to do?"

"Mmmmffodm,"

He frowned. "Promise that you won't yell when I let you go?"

I muffled some more. He rolled his eyes. "I'll take that as a yes." His grip loosened. "But if you dare scream, I'll seriously make things awkward, even though I will find no pleasure doing so with someone that has…" His sea blue eyes flickered up and down, "wait… is that a chest smaller than a B-cup?"

A muscle jumped in my jaw. I tried to kick him. He only pinned down my legs.

"And no kicking or punching either," he added.

He jumped off me and I bolted to the furthest corner away from him. I shuddered and wiped my mouth roughly to get his hand germs off me.

He raised an eyebrow and folded his arms across his chest. "Hey klutz, I don't think I've seen you here before. Who are you?"

I stood up and put my hands to my hips. "I should be asking you the same thing. Boys aren't supposed to be here. It's an all-girl school."

"Hey, I'm a girl who has a flat chest. It's insulting for someone to think that I'm a boy." He suddenly changed to the voice that he used with the girl called Gumi.

I pointed a finger at him and my arms trembled. "E-even though you have a girly face, it still has parts that look like a boy! Also, the chest excuse does not the hide the fact that you just talked with a deep voice."

He snorted, "What happens if I just have problems with my voice box?"

"Well you wrap a towel around your waist which means you're a boy."

"Maybe I have a habit of doing so."

A deep growl rumbled in my throat. "Fine then, we'll see by taking that towel off and –"

"Dude, what's wrong with you?! Are you a pervert?!" he interrupted my sentence and snapped at me.

I flinched back a little.

Just a little.

"You're definitely a boy, and I'm going to take you to the principal for intruding into our school as an uninvited guest."

He stared at me with disbelief. "Seriously, are you the police or something?"

"I am Miku Hatsune. What happened to Kaiko Shion?" I stomped towards him and stopped when we were a metre apart. "Why does she look like you?"

He smacked his head and let out an exaggerated sigh. "You must be the newbie that will be sharing a cabin with me." His voice was deep and rich again. "Darn, I should have been more careful. Looks like I have no choice but to tell you the truth then." He cursed under his breath.

"What truth?" I tilted my head in confusion.

He looked past me. "I'll tell you once I get changed, and properly."

"So are you saying that you are Kaiko. Your real name is Kaito and to follow your dream as a singer, you disguised yourself as a girl to come to this school?" I squeezed the pillow tightly as I sat on my bed.

Kaito rolled over his bed. His stylish pink t-shirt that had 'Kiss me' printed on it rolled up slightly and he stared at me with boredom. "Yeah."

"But why risk of having your identity exposed when you can just attend other school that can provide you great education?" I watched him carefully, making sure there is as much distance between him and me as possible.

His eyes narrowed. "You sound like you want me out."

I did want him out. Boys were not allowed here.

"I didn't say that." I averted my eyes. "I just don't understand why you would risk something like this."

He sat up, cross- legged. "Do you really want to know?"

I nodded.

A sigh escaped his lips. He snapped his head up to level his face with mine. "I want to become a fantastic singer who can move people's hearts. I will follow any path that can help me accomplish my dream, even if it puts everything I have in danger. I have always wanted to become one ever since I was little. I will stop at nothing to reach my goal." His gaze pierced straight through me, flooding me with the ambitions that were contained in him. "I will achieve my goal."

I stroked my chin with my fingers. I couldn't speak. He continued to stare. I have never met anyone who wanted to become a singer so much. It was as if he was a replica of me. He had the same passion in singing... no... his feelings for it were much stronger than mine. There was so much ambition, so much strong desire to become one. It completely shocked me. Though... to think that his dream will be crushed and burned down when I tell his secret to the principal sent chills down my spine. I had no right to destroy his dream. I had no right to prevent other people from achieving what they want. Even though I hated boys, I still had no right to do something like that.

I suppose I could help him keep his identity a secret.

I thrust the pillow in his face. He glared at me and threw it back. "What the hell was that for?!"

I caught it by one hand and snorted, "That was to tell you that I have agreed to keep this a secret if you leave me alone, don't talk to me at school and don't touch me."

"Who would want to touch and talk to you?" He raised an eyebrow.

I eyed him and pointed out, "Like the time when you pinned me down on the floor."

He shrugged his shoulders. "Alright, deal."

My eyes slightly softened when he turned over to the other side of the bed and mumbled something under his breath. I sighed quietly. The Kaiko that I knew on TV had died in my heart. She was supposed to be kind. This person in front of me was the complete opposite – he was rude and ill-mannered, not to mention that he was boy. I began to understand why adults told me to never trust people straight away, especially if they have appeared in TV.

Kaito glanced up at the clock on the wall and he jerked up. "Holy cow! We're late for dinner! It will be your fault if we miss out the dessert!" he scowled and rushed out the room.

I followed after him and locked the door behind me. "Wait for me! I forgot where the dining hall is!" I hurried after him.

He tossed his head. "Didn't you say that there shouldn't be any interaction between us?"

"Just this once, and it'll never happen again."

Kaito placed his hands on his hips and let out an exhausted breath. "Alright, but that means I can have your dessert. There is no way I'll miss out the ice cream, even for the whole world."

Something lit up in me. It was triumph. "Don't worry, I was the fastest girl in my previous school. We won't be late."

He shook his head slowly. "I just hope so..."

"I'll show it to you then if you don't believe me!" I puffed up my cheeks.

He nodded. "Prove it then. Let's see if you can beat me in running."

I gritted my teeth. "Alright, bring it on!"

He held up 5 five fingers and began to do a count down. I waited eagerly for the last finger to drop down. When it did, I rushed past him. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. The wind slapped my cheeks, the night air stinging my cheeks. My ponytails flew back behind me and I wondered how far I was from him. Perhaps I should slow down to give him a chance. After all, it would be interesting if I could see his annoyed expression when he ran.

The mere thought brought pleasure in it. It distracted me a lot to make me not realise that a figure whipped past me. I couldn't believe it. It was him, Kaito. He was actually running faster than me. He turned his head around and poked his tongue at me. I snapped. Forcing my legs to move faster, I aimed to surpass him.

He made faces at me. "Hurry up and don't make me late, B-cup!"

I didn't know why but I was not exactly annoyed. In those circumstances, I would normally be as mad as a bull if a boy ever yelled out my chest size. It was weird how I actually wanted to call him names as well.

"Wait up," I shouted out, "wait, cross-dressing boy!"

A/N: Yah~ finished chapter 2~ please do read and review!