Leah's P.O.V.

I lay my dress down on my bed. I wasn't usually one for dresses but, I decided to have a change of heart, plus it was a very special date.

The door flung open, Taylor walking in. She looked at my dress.

"That's not you at all," she said, judging my decision.

"Well I'm not a guy either," I countered, raising my eyebrows.

"Ok, you get that. Check out my dress," she walked far enough from the bed to let me see her purple dress, topped off with a gray mini jacket.

"I like," I said, picking my dress up, folding it in my arms, and walking towards the bathroom.

"Well, I gotta go meet with Hikaru," she said, backing towards the door.

"Kay. Good luck."

"I don't need luck," she smiled, exiting the room.

"See ya later!" I yelled out after her.

"See ya!"

I closed the door, sat on my bed and stared at the dress. Taylor was right, it wasn't me at all. I ignored her hurting, yet, very true comment and changed into my dress.

Before leaving, I stopped at the door realizing that I don't own any flats or heels. After I freaked out a little, I just decided on wearing my high tops. I mean he wasn't gonna look at my feet, was he?

I walked to the school where he said he'd meet me. My stomach suddenly filled with butterflies when I saw him standing by the fountain. I wasn't late, was I?

It took a moment for him to realize I was there. When he found out, he smiled and started walking over to me.

"Afternoon, miss-"

"Please," I grabbed his hands and lowered them to his waist," just call me Leah."

He looked confused, but when we started walking, he shook it off. He decided to take me to the local park. I figured he thought no one in our class would be there so it'd be a safe choice.

We walked down the sidewalk awkwardly silent. I was losing him. Nothing could be more boring.

"Sooooooo…" I started awkwardly.

He stared at me for a while, as if he were examining me. Frightened, I tucked my feet somewhere he couldn't see them just under the bench.

"Forget the whole awkwardness. I wanna know your back story."

I looked at him funny, and then cut it out with a sigh of relief.

"Well, it all started when I was nine. Taylor and I are not Japanese born. We were both born in Canada, our families being close friends. Our dads worked together and we had to move to move to Japan for business. It wasn't much of a big deal for me, though, cause, believe it or not, I used to get bullied in school."

"Really?" he stared in sorrow.

"I know, I know. It seems impossible for me," I chuckled," But really, Taylor and I only ever depended on each other. We never needed any other friends and we didn't want any other friends. When we moved to Japan, I was actually very excited. I was always a hard chore otaku as a kid," I giggled, he smiled. It seemed like a real smile though, not one you would use to put on an act. I took a deep breath and continued," So when we moved to Japan, we were taught extra Japanese lessons. The kids would make fun of us for looking different and talking a different name, but eventually, they warmed up to us as we learned more and more Japanese. Even though the kids were nice, we still didn't care about having friends. We never went to any parties but each other's. Eventually the other kids completely ignored us, which was fine with us. The nly thing was, inside me, I always felt I wanted to be like, like the other kids you know."

"I know how you feel," he stared deeply into my eyes.

"So growing up, I was an outcast. I was always that weird blonde girl who looked and talked different. Once I got so fed up with everyone, I dyed my hair black. It didn't last long because I was too chicken to put permanent," I giggled, he smiled," I never was a very girly person. I was never one to wear a dress or high-heels or makeup. And even when I did, I kept a part of me secretly in the outfit," he observed me looking up and down. Without realizing, I had stuck my feet out again.

"I see you're wearing… high-tops?" he looked really confused, then softened his look," I love that. I honestly am not a fan of the girls who change their personality just for a guy."

I smiled," So what's your famous background story, Hitachiin?"

"Well, being a twin isn't as easy as it seems."

"It isn't, is it?" I realized I was being very bubbly for a first. I felt very comfortable with him.

"Well, first of all, no one could ever tell us apart. I know how in a way that could really turn out well for us but, inside, I felt as if, no one ever cared to get to know me," he looked down, very emotionally," All everyone ever wanted to do was get to know those twins. I understand that I am a twin, but I'm also an individual. I love my brother but I wish people stopped counting us as the same person in two halves. My brother and I happen to be very different, honestly. No girl ever wanted to know me, that is, until you came."

We looked at each other, eyes deep and understanding. I swear, we sat staring at each other for like ten minutes.

It was finally time to meet Taylor and Hikaru for dinner. I stood up from the bench and Kaoru took my hand. We walked to our destination, hand entwined with one another's.

I had made a great accomplishment that day, something I was very proud of. I got to know the real Kaoru Hitachiin. Not the phony act he puts on to impress girls, the real deal. The Kaoru Hitachiin I was beginning to become close with and starting to like even more by the minute.