Author Notes- Elo, sorry about the Hiatus. Eighteen credit hours, plus work, plus family issues equal a big case of writer block. Hopefully this will make up for it, I will be trying to post this more quickly! Just leave a review or fav the story, so i know people want to read more of it.

Disclaimer- Do not own the series, simply this story idea.

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Saeko couldn't believe him, he came just to spite her? She was so mad at him, was it because she was dressed in a maid outfit. Every guy wanted to see her in one right? Wait this isn't the point at all, as she tried to find her little problem. Wondering why this mattered at all, her replacement came by and now she was on free time. The festival is going to be so much fun, nothing could ruin this and all of the snacks to come from it. Spotting some of her friends, she waved at them, as she rushed over to them. All deciding that they would go to different stalls and try to rate everything they tried today.

It was then that she caught eye of her problem walking in a different direction, that wasn't strange at all. What really got her attention was that he was with another girl, instead of her. Saeko felt like a car had just ran her over, stopped, then reversed back that it missed a spot on her body. Then picked her up, and tossed her over the edge of a bridge...maybe it was time to stop watching those old detective movies.

So she started to follow them, instead of going with her friends. This was much more important than food right now? Telling her friends sorry, she dashed off to get into a tailing mood, watching from from afar. She knew the girl next to him, she was in her class and was named Yoko. Everyone loved her, she was one of the prettiest girls in the school and had Double DD's rack. Looking down at herself, she was mad just thinking that she paled in comparison to her. Yoko was a monster, but she wasn't scared of her….even if she was outclassed in every weight class.

Her long flowing blue hair, the way she wore her pink blouse and skirt. The two of them talking to each other, really put a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. How do they even know each other! He was not good enough for her, it might have been rude of her, but she was trying to reason with herself. Saeko wanted to punch him for the way she played with her, how he already had a girlfriend!

He was walking with Yoko, she wanted to walk around with him today. It wasn't his idea, but he couldn't say no to her because she was the volleyball manager. She was nice to him, so it wasn't like he didn't want to talk to her sometimes. His plans were a little roughed up, but he knew that he could just get around to them later.

Yoko grabbed him by the arm, pushing herself against him as she looked around. He blushed knowing that this was normal right, he was still a guy and he liked girls. A thought ran through his head, what was she doing or plotting? It was nice to get some attention, but it really wasn't the type he wanted from her, maybe from someone else.

She dragged him around to many different stalls, asking if he could win her some prizes or taste some food with her. He only nodded to her, as he walked over to one of those throw a ring over a bottle type of games. To him it was like trying to get a volleyball through three different defenders, as he smirked at the challenge. It took a few minutes, but he finally did it and won her a stuffed bunny rabbit and gave it to her. She was so happy, as they started to walk away.

Saeko was playing the scene in her head, as she huffed at them. She was going to be fine just by herself, she didn't need someone to be with her. It was clear that he was with her, just to cause her problems, he didn't care about her...only as a way to pass the time. Dashing off from the scene, she was going to pig out with her friends. He turned his back for a moment, noticing a streak of blonde hair in the distance and wondered if it was Saeko….was she following him? Later that day, the only thing left was the folk dance, but he decided to go do something else and practice against a wall.