DISCLAIMER: I do not own La Corda D'Oro or any of its character! But I sure wish I did!

*RING* School was over and out! Hino looked out the window as she packed her bags. She froze when she saw Yoshimitsu at the front gate, waiting for her! She quickly grabbed her bag and ran downstairs to meet him.

Yoshimitsu greeted Hino with a smile, "Let's go. I'll walk you home."

Hino shook her head, "I'm sorry, but I have to-"

"She has to practice her violin right now," a voice interrupted.

"Churro-kun! Good to see you again!" Yoshimitsu said happily.

"My name is Tsuchiura, Yoshimaru," Tsuchiura bluntly retorted.

"Yoshimitsu," Hino broke in, "I'm sorry, but I really do have to practice now."

Yoshimitsu nodded as if he understood and gave Hino a hug, surprising her. "I'll see you later then, Hino."

Pulling away, Yoshimitsu smiled at Hino's shocked expression and Tsuchiura's face contorted with anger. "Have a good practice!"

Hino turned away quickly, anxious to hide her fiery red face.

From the rooftop, Yunoki, Hihara, and Tsukimori were able to see everything. They had seen Yoshimitsu meet Hino, Tsuchiura confront Yoshimitsu, and Yoshimitsu hug Hino.

"Who is that person?" Yunoki asked in as polite a voice as he could muster.

"I think his name was Yoshimitsu. Ryotaro and I met him at the park with Hino the other day," Hihara spoke up.

Tsukimori clenched his jaws, "I saw them together a few days ago outside of my house. They stood there for the longest time."

Hihara asked nervously, "What were they doing?"

"Just talking," Tsukimori responded in an icy tone.

Yunoki nodded stiffly, "I'm going to do a background check on him. Hihara, you help me. Tsukimori, you and Tsuchiura-kun follow Yoshimori together."

Tsukimori and Hihara nodded without objection.

Len raced down the stairs with a determined glint in his eyes. "Oh, he's going down," he thought coldly.

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Tsukimori and Tsuchiura dutifully followed Yoshimitsu, who was now talking on a black cell phone. They were able to catch bits and pieces of his conversation.

"That girl Hino…Nothing much…Just to make those concours boys jealous…NO, I won't forget…She's nothing special…"

The two of them were unable to hear anything else because they had stopped trailing Yoshimitsu. They ran their fingers through their hair, each feeling a mixture of disbelief and a lot (a lot!) of anger.

Suddenly, Tsuchiura yelled in rage, "I am going to K-I-L-L him!"

Len balled his hands into fists, "I'm with you on this."