Chapter 2.

"So this is Fujimori high-school, huh? A dull place if you ask me", Kashino grumbled mostly to himself. If he ever found out who left that stove on, he was so going to kill him. Or her, whichever it was. They had exited the bus and were apparently waiting for their guide. But as he looked around him thinking about the school (and the lack of kitchens), he felt something nagging at the back of his head. Fujimori… Something in that name felt familiar. But what was it? He couldn't remember being there before, and he would had remembered a boring place like this. Hmm…

"Ma-kun? Something the matter?" Kashino was startled from his thoughts as his childhood friend appeared by his side, looking at him worriedly.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it", Kashino answered quickly. No point at making Andou worried, now was there? The black-haired boy looked questionable, but remained silent. If Kashino didn't want to tell, he couldn't force him. He turned back to the bus to see Hanabusa approaching them, looking more and more disgusted by the minute.

"This place is not the least beautiful…", he mumbled as he reached the other two. Andou gave out a nervous laugh, before sighing yet again. Kashino rolled his eyes slightly and turned to Hanabusa in order to comment his statement. However he found the said boy staring wide-eyed at something. Something behind him. The chocolatier turned around to see, who or what exactly had shut the candy artist up. He didn't have to even search for the reason. There, walking towards them, were four people total. All seemed around the same age as themselves, which surprised him, as he had expected for teachers or older students to be their guides. But their age wasn't the reason that earned stares. No, the reason was that they, besides the boy with green hair, were girls. Girls. In an all-boys school. Now that deserved some stares, even if they hadn't been dressed up in lolita-costumes. And they were pretty. No, pretty wasn't enough to describe them, they were beautiful. But there was something off about them. Something that wasn't exactly right. Kashino couldn't quite put a finger on it, but still…

The group of four reached them and other refugees, and the green-headed boy stepped forward.

"Welcome to Fujimori! My name is Akira Sakamoto and I, along with these three, will be your guide in this school", he said with admirable confidence before starting to explain some few things about the school. He seemed to have good leadership skills, Kashino noted before looking at the three girls again. First he noticed that the pink-haired girl seemed to be embarrassed to the utmost limit, and looked like she would had wanted to be anywhere else than standing in that spot. Then there was the blue-haired girl who was smiling, like she did things like this every day, like she probably did. At the third girl, however, Kashino stopped. Wait a minute… Isn't that..?

"…so now, if you may, we'll show you to your dorms and-"

"Yuujiro!" Everyone was startled as Kashino nearly shouted the name. There was no doubt, those eyes, the way the girl… no, boy held himself… So that's why Fujimori sounded so familiar. But why on Earth..?

/PmtP\

It was dead silent after the shout died down. People were looking from Yuujiro to the other blonde and back as they waited for the Princess' answer. He blinked a couple of times organizing his thoughts before opening his mouth.

"Makoto? Is that you?" Yuujiro had to wonder the possibilities of actually meeting his cousin like this. They were quite minimal. And still, there he was, staring at the cross-dresser undoubtedly not believing his eyes. Who could blame him? Seeing your own male cousin dressed in lolita dress wasn't something you see every day. Tooru nudged him slightly.

"Yuujiro? You know him?" No point lying, huh?

"Yup, he's the cousin I mentioned back there", he said casually before turning back to Makoto, who obviously was trying to gather himself. When he was done with that he looked at his cousin again.

"What. In. The. WORLD. Is. THIS! Why are you dressed like that, Yuujiro!" A good question. Absolutely fantastic one. And Yuujiro knew how to answer.

"Oh, this? I'm just doing my job, that's all", he said with a tone that seemed to tell that cross-dressing was the most common job in the world. Makoto didn't seem to agree, however. Yuujiro hadn't expected him to. His cousin could be so serious sometimes. Though he did have a lot of pressure on him, so what to expect?

"Your job..?Exactly what kind of job…" Makoto didn't even finish his sentence, as the meaning was so obvious. A nervous silence fell upon the group. That was when Akira cleared his throat.

"Why don't we lead our guests to the dorms? You all must be curious and you must have a lot of questions to ask, but firstly you should settle to your rooms. All questions will be answered in the welcome ceremony held in the auditorium in an hour." As expected from the future student council president. There were a few mumbles, but everyone followed Akira as he started walking towards the dorms followed by the Princesses.

A/N: Hikari: Aaaaand here's the second chapter, so much shorter than the previous one. But that's fine, got the message through, huh?

Bye~!