"Come on, (Last Name)-cchi, are you still mad at me?"

"Shut up."

After the haunted house event, you experienced an overload of emotions. Embarrassment, shame, guilt from running off, but the one emotion that poured out most was-

"(Last Name)-cchi..."

-Anger. Both at yourself and Kise. And so you found yourself ignoring the blond's protests as you dragged him to the fountain area in the garden during the festival and sat down, absolutely refusing to budge and go back.

"Look, I'm sorry, okay? Can we please go back? Pretty please?" Kise whined, trying to appeal to you with puppy eyes, but failing terribly.

"No way." You did not want to go back there, especially after you embarrassed yourself at the haunted house. Going back to your class would mean teasing remarks from the kitchen workers, and browsing the festival would mean encountering boys who saw you pull your little stunt when you were a maid. In other words, go back now, and you'll only cause more chaos.

Kise huffed and sat down next to you. "Why are you so stubborn, (Last Name)-cchi?" He poked your cheek with a finger. "Uwaa~ Your cheeks are so squishy~!" He said before pinching them, resulting in you elbowing his stomach without your realization, which caused him to fall into the fountain.

"S-sorry!" you said, before bending down over him. "It was a natural reflex."

"O-oww...That's the second time you've injured me today..." Kise said, holding his midsection. He looked up at you, water dripping down his hair. "Help me up?" He suggested, tilting his face to a side.

You fought the blush that was entering your cheeks. He's so cute when he does that...Wait. What? Cute? Kise? Nope. Not at all. You mentally cursed at how creepy your thoughts were becoming recently. Boys were not supposed to be cute.

You lent your hand to Kise, who grabbed it, smirking. By the time you detected the evil glint in his eyes, it was too late. Within a quarter of a second, Kise pulled you into the fountain with him.

"Gah!" You sputtered, shaking your head to get the water out of your hair, before turning and glaring at the culprit. "Why you..." you growled.

Within seconds, the two of you were engaged in a mock water fight, spraying water everywhere. After a while, you both stopped, breathless and soaking wet.

Kise laughed. "I really am never bored when I'm with you, (Last Name)-cchi."

"Well thanks to you, I can't even read in peace any more," you said accusingly.

"How cold..." Kise sat down at the edge of the fountain.

"But then again..." You got up, and spun around. "I never said I didn't have fun."

And in that split second you faced him, a rare smile flashed across your face, leaving a stunned Kise staring at your retreating figure.

That evening as you sat at home, eating dinner with your family, your dad suddenly started speaking.

"We're going to be host to a foreigner studying abroad for a couple of days," He said, picking up some rice. "His name is Parker, Makoto."

"That name... Is he half or something?" Your brother asked with his mouth full.

"Yup!" Your mom clapped her hands. "Apparently he's really handsome!"

You choked at the thought of some guy intruding upon your privacy. "Why the heck does he have to come and stay here?" you demanded, stabbing at a piece of broccoli. "How old is this guy supposed to be?"

"I think...17?" your dad replied. "He's going to be put back a year because of the transfer though..."

"You're okay with me living under the same roof as some seventeen year old that I don't even know?" you practically shrieked. God, you had lunatics as parents. For sure.

"It'll be fine," your mom said. "Besides, if anything happens, he'll take responsibility for sure!"

You groaned. Such a crazy imagination should be banned. "When is he supposed to get here?"

"Next week," your dad said. "I still don't know which class he'll be put into though. He'll be staying for about a month, depending on how things work out."

"Don't worry, (First Name)," your brother said seriously. "He won't be able to lay a hand on you as long as I'm around."

'My life is seriously becoming a drama,' you thought, as you watched your family talk about room arrangements for the remainder of the dinner.

"W-wait. Let me get this straight." Kise and you were eating lunch behind the gym. "You're going to be living in the same house as a stranger for a month?"

"Yup..." You sigh and set down your lunch box. "My parents are ecstatic, even my overprotective father. Honestly..."

Kise frowned. "How are they so sure he's not going to attack you?"

"I know self defense, remember? And my brother's there. He's a basketball player like you, and he knows quite a bit of judo," you say matter-of-factly. "He'll protect me if something happens, so I should be fine."

Kise's forehead creased. "I don't like this though..." he muttered.

"I'll be fine, I think." you say. "I'll be able to see you everyday anyways. It's not like anything's gonna change because of a temporary transfer student."

At your words, Kise brightens up a bit. "I suppose so," he said. "But if anything happens, you have to tell me, got it?"

You nod. "My brother will be watching him though, so it should be fine," you repeat.

"And let me talk to him on Monday, would you?" Kise added. "There are a couple of warnings I should give him..."

"Speaking of which, (Last Name)-cchi, the captain is asking whether you finished considering joining the position of manager yet."

"Oh that. Yeah, I'll do it. I don't have much to do after school anyways...Plus I'll get to hang out with you more!"

You began to pack your bento away, oblivious to the blush that had appeared on Kise's face at your words.

A couple of days later, you were stuck at home doing the biggest cleaning of your lifetime. The Parker person was supposed to come today, and your mother wanted the house to be sparkling clean for his arrival. So while your father was driving to the airport and your brother was at his university, you were stuck inside doing the chores.

After scrubbing a persistent stain off of a table, you got up and went to your room to get changed. As you looked through your wardrobe to pick out something to wear, you heard the door downstairs click open, and your mother exclaim, "Welcome!" 'That damn foreigner must be here,' you thought as you pulled a clean shirt out of your closet. You heard footsteps pounding down the hallway, and doors opening and closing. Confused, you turned towards your door in hopes to make sense out of the noise you were hearing. The instant you did that, you regretted your decision.

Your bedroom door slammed open, revealing a tall boy with light brown hair and fair skin. But that wasn't the bad part. He had opened the door the minute you took of your shirt to change. Your face flushed bright red, and you grabbed a pillow and threw it as his face. He dodged it so that the pillow hit the wall, and slammed the door close.

Oh. My. God. You were under the same roof as the foreigner for not more than 1 minute, and he had already seen you half naked. You groaned, trying to imagine what would happen in the next 30 days he was here. Nothing good for sure.

xxx

When you exited your room, you found the foreigner on his knees, bowing as low to the floor as possible. "I'm so sorry!" He said. "I thought that all rooms were supposed to have locks...Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!"

"I-it's okay...?" You really had no idea what to say in this situation. As much as you wanted to call him a pervert and slam a textbook onto his head, if he apologized in such a way, you would be unable to say anything. "You don't need to apologize to such an extent..."

"No! It's absolutely necessary! How could I ever do something like see a woman's treasure before she is even married?! Oh my god, my dad would never forgive me!" He said, refusing to budge. You nearly face palmed at how misleading his words were phrased.

"Parker-san...right?" you asked hesitantly. "You really can get up now." You thought back to the time when Kise had fallen on top of you. That was much more embarrassing, and he didn't even apologize this much.

"Oh, call me Makoto please. It's weird to speak English names in Japan." He said, raising his head ever so slightly. "Are you sure it's okay if I get up?"

You nod vigorously, hoping that he got the message. "Just forget about the incident." Actually, you hoped that he wouldn't mention it ever again, especially in front of your brother or Kise.

"What a kind and forgiving lady you are!" Makoto exclaimed, getting to his feet. He took your hand and kissed it. "Parker, Makoto, at your service. You may command me to do anything, lady (Last Name)."

"Hey hey, did you see that transfer student?"

"Yeah, isn't he so hot?"

You sigh as you listen to the rumors cycling among the girls at your school. Makoto had indeed transferred in, but the worse part was that he was a new student in your class. Your father had somehow gotten the school to put him in the same classes as you, period for period. In other words, you were going to be stuck with him twenty four seven at school and at home. But because you applied for the position of manager in the basketball club, you would have some time without him. Thankfully.

Upon observing him and his behavior during homeroom this morning, you realized that Makoto was one of those people you would call a "flirt". In other words, he's acts like every girl is his girlfriend, and treats them all that way. Upon remembering how he introduced himself, you felt a spark of anger flare through your system.

-Flashback-

"Alright, Parker-san, please come on in."

Girls squealed as Makoto entered the classroom, falling out of their seats trying to get a better look at him.

"This is Parker Makoto-san. He is visiting us from America. Why don't you introduce yourself?" the teacher said, turning to him.

"Hello everyone~! As you know, my name is Parker Makoto. Please call me Makoto, since it's weird to hear my English name in Japan. I hope we can get along~!" And with those words, he winked at the class, making one of the girls faint in her chair. As the classroom began to chatter, Makoto spotted me.

"Oh! (First Name)-chan~!" He dashed over to my desk. "We're in the same class! I hope you'll take care of me~!"

Many girls shot me looks. "Oh, you already know (Last Name), Parker-san?" the teacher said.

"Yup!" Makoto grinned. "After all, we are living together~!"

There was an instant uproar at those words, and you spent the entire morning trying to resolve the misunderstandings your classmates formed from what Makoto said.

-End of Flashback-

"I swear I'm not going to be able to live with him around..." you mutter, imagining the disarray his presence could cause.

"(Last Name)-cchi!" Your face brightened up at the sound of that voice. "Senpai! Where have you been?"

"Sorry, (Last Name)-cchi, but I forgot to tell you that there was a basketball mock game this afternoon. Can you come and help out?"

"Sure," you reply. It would be a good way to escape Makoto for a while.

"Yay~!" Kise cheered triumphantly, before his face became serious. "Speaking of which, the foreigner came yesterday right? How was that?"

"Um..." Your face turned red as you recounted the events that happened the day before. There was no way you were going to say any of that to Kise.

"(Last Name)-cchi? Are you blushing?" Kise stared at you, displeasure showing in his golden eyes. "Did something happen after all?"

"N-no!" You stammer. "He was just...very hyperactive. I think that's the best way to describe him..."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah." Though you felt bad lying to Kise, you did not want him to blow up on Makoto for an accident. You promptly change the subject. "What time is the basketball practice this afternoon?"

Kise frowned, clearly noticing the abrupt topic switch. "Four thirty. Don't be late!" The two of you turned your heads as you heard the bell ringing in the distance. "We'll be meeting up at the same spot during lunch right?" He asked.

"Yeah. See you later, senpai," you say, before heading back to your classroom.

xxx

"(First Name)-chan~!" You turned around to see Makoto running behind you after the bell rang. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to eat my lunch," you reply shortly and walk a bit faster, hoping that he wouldn't follow you.

"Ehh? Can I come with you?" Makoto asked. "I still don't know my way around the school yet..."

"Just ask someone to give you a tour," you say, hurrying out the front door and heading towards the gym.

"But I don't know anyone yet..." he whined, running faster.

"Just how far do you plan to follow me?" you demanded.

"Until I find out where you eat your lunch," he replied. You knew he smirked even though you weren't looking at his face.

You stop abruptly and turn around to face him. "Now look here Makoto-" But the rest of your sentence was cut off as the brunette tripped over a stone and crashed into you.

Before you knew it, both of you were sprawled on the floor. Where did I experience this again? You tried to get up, your head throbbing from the sudden contact with the floor.

"(Last Name)-cchi?"

And there stood Kise, staring at the awkward scene laid out before him.

I'm so sorry for suddenly introducing an OC in this chapter! But I need someone for better plot development and whatnot. I take back what I said about ending it on this chapter- this fanfiction will probably last for quite a while longer. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter~! I appreciate all faves and reviews :3