Authoress' notes: Thanks to those who reviewed. Here's chapter two. )

Chapter title: Day 2: Get used to it!

Rating: K+

Warnings for this chapter: No one still proofread this. And yes, a bit of OOC-ness here and there.

Number of words: 2 259

Spoilers: I don't think there are any...

Disclaimer: I do not own Flame of Recca, otherwise, I'll already be writing a ToFuu Sequel. :P I do own Natsumi Suzuki, though.

DAY 2

Next day started with not much of a hassle... if you count Domon's situation out, that is.

"Say, miss, can I have your name?" Domon asked as he ran his hand through his hair with much air. But that actually did not help in increasing his… charm.

"Why, don't you have one already?!" The girl replied sarcastically, before walking away.

Domon blinked, that was the 5th time this day that he was turned down. The big guy scratched his head and proceeded to the next girl he saw. He took a deep breath before talking. "How did you get to be so beautiful?" He asked coolly while sporting out the most charming look he could muster.

The girl raised her brows and replied with much wit, "I may have prolly been given your share," the girl simply said with an equally charming face, before tromping off.

"Hey, am I really ugly?" Domon whispered as he examined his face with his hands. He set the thought aside and looked around, trying to find some other girl he could ask.

He grinned when he saw a lone girl near the shore. He walked towards her and sat down beside her. "How is it going?"

The girl stared at him. Domon's grin widened.

"Honey, someone's bugging me!"

A bigger guy entered the scene and looked at Domon, eyeing him from head to toe before looking at his girl. "Is this the one, dear?"

The girl nodded.

Domon gulped and hastily stood up. He mumbled a few apologies before running away for the sake of his life.

A few moments after, Ishijima Domon heaved a defeated sigh and sat down on the big rock by the shore. Not many people were there so he figured that it would be a nice place to think. He covered his face with his hands and started to think about the consequences that awaits him...

"Excuse me, sir, you seemed to be very bothered. Maybe I could help."

...or maybe not.

The consequences could wait.

--...--...--

Recca approached a light brown-haired girl and greeted, "Good morning, hime! How's sleep?"

"Good morning yourself. Are you trying to have a small talk?" the usually nice girl, replied, rather coldly.

The flame-caster was taken aback by the sudden harshness of his princess. It took almost all his strength not to keep his mouth hanging open.

"Have you forgotten, son?" A new voice came in.

"Okaa-san!" Recca exclaimed.

"Your dares?"

"Oh... yeah... that," the raven-haired teen mumbled dryly as he suddenly remembered the very disappointing task he and his princess had to do.

"You better do what you should do. You don't really wanna do something worse than that, do you?" his mother warned. And there he thought it was a good idea to give her mom the job to make sure that everyone's doing there share.

Recca sighed and nodded, taking a longing look at his princess before walking away.

'Man, hime sure is a great actress.'

Why were the fates so cruel?

--...--...--

Six guys smirked and licked their lips in a not-so-pleasant-to-see way. "Dude, just our luck..." One of the goons said as he eyed a certain purple-haired from head to toe.

"Watch your tongue," Fuuko hissed. Why, oh, why does she always seem to encounter perverts? They soooo remind him of Fujimaru.

"Why, you gonna punish us for being naughty boys?" Another from the group mocked before laughing along with the others.

The Fuujin-wielder glared at them, but they weren't intimidated by it at all. Instead, they started to walk slowly towards her with a mocking smirk on their faces.

"Back off!" A voice joined in.

Locks of greyish silver appeared before their very eyes. The newcomer stepped in front of Fuuko with a serious look on his face. Fuuko raised a brow.

"Who are you? Mind your own business if you don't wanna get hurt," remarked the biggest guy in the group.

"I'm her..." Mikagami hesitated for a moment but if he really wanted to dispose these guys without fighting he should use the right word.

"...boyfriend," Tokiya finished, his lips curved into a position that said he meant serious business.

Instead of being afraid though, they just laughed at him. Fuuko gritted her teeth. Who did those guys think they were?

Instantly, they lunged themselves at Tokiya, he easily dodged all their attacks but missed one. After that, he decided that he would not be Mr. Nice guy anymore. He attacked them and a few seconds after, the 5 goons were already in the floor, coughing blood.

"You," Mikagami hissed, his cold eyes moved from one person to another.

"All of you... better not mess with me, and my... girlfriend," he said coolly before taking Fuuko's hand and walking away. The latter, surprised at Mikagami's actions, blinked a few times.

When they had already made quite a distance, Tokiya let go of her hand which made Fuuko stop. He continued to walk, not bothering to say a word. The purple haired grinned, before catching up on Mikagami.

"I could've taken care of them, you know?"

Tokiya rolled his eyes.

"Demo.. Mi-chan... Arigatou, ne?"

Mikagami stopped and raised a hand in acknowledgement. He turned around and looked at her. "Dare, Kirisawa, dare," he simply said and resumed to walking, but not before Fuuko saw the bruise on his face.

"Oi, Mi-chan, we better go back to the others and take care of that bruise. You don't want your fangirls screaming and pouring all their attention on you when they see that," the purple haired commented and took his hand with hers, pulling him along the way.

Before he could utter a word, she repeated what he pressed earlier, "Dare, my dear Mi-chan... dare."

Using his own words at him was like winning at the UBS a million times.

--...--...--

"Aaah, so you just want some company for the whole week, since all of your friends has their 'pair'," the red haired girl said in understanding, her amethyst eyes glimmered as the moon's light reflected in them.

They had been talking for a while now, and Domon made up an excuse as to why he was down. After all, he could not tell the truth... and she seems to believe the excuse anyway.

"Yes, that's right, Suzuki-san. I don't really want to feel alone and left out for the rest of the week," voiced Domon, a hopeful look on his face.

The girl looked at him with a smile. "Please, just call me Natsumi. Well... I won't be doing anything for the rest of our stay here with my cousins, so if you like, I could accompany you."

Domon grinned. Hah! Found her! The day wasn't as bad as he thought, after all.

She was worth a million.

--...--...--

"I'm tired," Kaoru said. He had been having a bit of trouble in doing what Ganko wants him to do. I mean, come on, he had never done this before… much less do it for a girl.

"Are you sure I should do this?"

"Positive," Ganko replied.

"Really?"

"Yes! Now let's start again," The blonde said, crossing her arms.

"Hmmm…" Kaoru mumbled. He's really not comfortable with the idea.

"Come on, you're not doing this for nothing."

"I won't be able to say her name anyway. I'm not gonna say that I'm doing this for her… so what's the point?"

Ganko raised an eyebrow and stared at the fang boy. He had a point, actually. "Well, if you're not going to do this, then what's the point of Recca-niichan's dare? At the 6th day, you'd tell her straight how you feel, and if you weren't able to show it first, then not only would she doubt your feelings but you'd also suffer the consequences. Come on, if you do this, Recca-niichan and the others would see it."

Koganei sighed. 'Does that mean that Ganko, herself, doubts the boys that confess their feelings to her in a straightforward manner?'

'But now that she mentioned it, Recca did say that I should be able to show it.'

"Are you sure I could pull this off?"

The blonde girl looked at him and smiled. "I trust you, nii-chan."

The boy blinked. "Nii-chan..? Are we still in the 'nii-chan' basis? Just Kaoru would be enough."

"Hai, hai… but enough about that. Let's start this again, Kaoru-kun."

Kaoru grinned. He knew he could never go wrong about this.

Practice makes perfect anyway, right?

--…--...--

Recca started to walk away from the dining room when he saw Tokiya and Fuuko holding hands. Well, not really holding hands, they settled with just their pinky fingers hooked. The flame caster smirked and walked towards the said 'couple' with a silly grin on his goofy face.

"So... how's day one with dear Fuu-chan, Mikagami?" asked the flame caster, trying to suppress a laugh. But boy, do they look good together! He could almost see the look on Mikagami's fangirls when they see the undeniably stunning couple in front of him.

"Watch your tongue," Mikagami said coolly.

The purple-haired laughed. That was her words earlier. "Don't mind Mi-chan, Recca. He's just a little out of it. He showed the goons who wanted to take advantage of Fuu-chan who's boss," Fuuko said sweetly and proudly, then winked at Tokiya, who just rolled his eyes in return.

"Ah, quite the possessive type, eh, Mikagami?" Recca addressed with a playful smile, before adding, "Well, I better go. I don't want to spoil the fun between you two."

Before leaving, he leaned towards Fuuko and whispered, "Careful now, Fuuko," Without further ado, he swiftly left the room.

The wind-child watched as he sped out, with a confused look on her face. She had no idea what he meant by those words. She shrugged and looked at Mikagami, "Come, let's take care of that thing on your face."

"I could take care of it on my own," he replied.

"Let your girl handle that for you," came the answer of the purple-haired.

Tokiya snorted in displeasure as they walked towards the area near the dining room. Fuuko let go of his hand and opened the cabinet. She took out some medicine and cotton. "Sit down there," she commanded, pointing at the chair near them.

He sighed and shook his head, before sitting down. If he didn't know Fuuko, he would've thought already that she was actually enjoying this and was taking it all seriously. But of course, Fuuko is Fuuko, and she doesn't have any interest of some sort in him, right?

"Now, be a good child and just sit quietly, alright?", and with that, Fuuko started to tend on his small bruise.

She leaned closer to him and dabbed the cotton on his lower-left lip. Tokiya flinched. The fuujin-wielder smiled at this.

Mikagami did not feel comfortable. No one had been this close to him ever since that fateful night. He looked at Fuuko and noticed her nice and soft features. Now, he was wondering why he always called her monkey... when her looks wasn't anywhere near one.

"Don't move," She said and looked up, only to see him looking back at her. Baby blue met deep blue. Fuuko found herself entranced. She could not tear her gaze from him.

Tokiya's eyes were almost soft. The purple haired girl could almost feel her stomach do a somersault.

It took almost all of Mikagami's strength to break the trance. He cleared his throat and stood up. "I think it's enough," he finally said.

Fuuko looked away. "Uh... yeah, I think so too." Standing up, she cleared the table and threw the used cotton before putting the rest back to the cabinet.

"Well, I'll go outside. I'd like some fresh air," She stated hurriedly before turning on her heels and walking away.

'What just happened, Mikagami Tokiya? Are you now interested in putting up staring competitions with Kirisawa?' Tokiya thought and mentally kicked himself.

--...--...--

Yanagi sighed. It was taking all her courage and strength to put up with her task. It's just wasn't her thing, she, being cold and everything, that is. She felt obliged to make it up to them all after this. She knew that it was just a dare, but it was making her feel guilty.

"Miss, if it's not much of a bother, could you please hand us the ball near you?"

Turning around, Sakoshita scowled. Now, that was certainly a sight. Since when did the nice and warm Yanagi started to scowl?

"Go get it yourself." with that, the brown-haired girl started to walk away.

Being rude was sooooo not her.

--...--...--

"I should go back to my cousins now. It's dark already. They must be looking for me already," Suzuki Natsumi said with a small smile.

"Aah, would you like me to accompany you in going back?" Domon offered with a goofy grin. Man, this girl really got his attention. He was triumphant on getting through the first stage of his objective... Yay for that! Also, he got himself a new prospect... double yay!

"No, I'd be fine. You should get going too. I'm sure your friends are getting worried already. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay then. See ya! Be careful!" The big guy said rather loudly and gave her the peace sign.

The girl nodded and gave his hand a squeeze before heading towards the opposite direction.

"Haha, Recca, +100 points for me!" Domon mumbled under his breath. Humming cheerfully, Domon took big strides to home.

An all giddy Gorilla? Not a nice sight.

Authoress' Notes: This chapter was kinda hard for me to make. I have the ideas, I just don't know how to phrase them. Ahaha. So… how's it?

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