Disclaimer: I do not, in any way, own PoT. Because if I do, there will be lots of awesome, gorgeously hilarious girls to balance them out. I only own this story, the OC's, and the complex.

Chapter 7: Living with a Permanent Migraine

Kaede Furokawa is one of those people who loves organization.

She is that kind of person who will arrange her clothes in her closet by color: tops on the left side, bottoms at the right side. Dresses (how few she has) were in a different section altogether. Her handkerchiefs (because real ladies use one) are all pressed and folded in four's, and they are lined up in seven rows, color-coordinated just like her clothes. Her shoes, heeled or flats, running shoes (she has two), slippers (flip-flops and those fluffy ones she uses at home(Risa and Hikari always robbed her of those, because the two kleptomaniacs said they are so comfy)) were all lined up in her shoe rack located near the door of her room.

Her bag is organized: pens and small planner at the outermost pocket, cellphone and vanity mirror along with her comb at the back pocket, wallet and her notes at the innermost pocket. She carries a binder in her hand, just in case.

Her hair is always up in a bun or ponytail: the former when at home, the latter when she's in school.

Her daily routine is much like that of a military officer: rises at 5:30 am, washes face, brush teeth, drink a cup of tea, wash the cup, retreat to her room. At 6:15, she will take a shower, dress in fresh clothes (preferably jeans and a shirt), goes down to the living room, watch the morning global news with the newspaper on her left and her notes on her right. At 7:45, she will leave the apartment and head to the campus (despite the fact that her first period starts at 9 o'clock). She will meet up with some of her classmates at the school cafe (the one close to the library and her department), and after a five-minute chat, they will all head to their class.

Her last class ends at 3 o'clock. She will swing by the library if she has a certain book that she needs to read or borrow, and then she will head back to their apartment, where she will join Misaki, Hikari or Asuna in cooking for their dinner, while exchanging gossips from their respective departments. At exactly seven-thirty p.m, she and the rest of the girls will be eating dinner (except when Chisaki is somewhere around Tokyo, or the closer prefecture).

This is her daily routine. Organized. Orderly. And she would very much likes to keep it that way.

Her housemates have other plans though.

Monday mornings are the worst, that is a fact that Kaede has learned to accept after her twenty years of existence.

But this...this, on her very honest opinion, is downright unacceptable.

She has woken up a little bit late today, prompting a frown to mar her smooth forehead, and her mental alarms blaring off in warning. Manic Monday is about to go down, and she has to go and contain it as soon as possible.

Or they won't have a kitchen and dining room to cook and eat at. And maybe this time, the girls will be able to succeed at blowing off the whole apartment.

So she got up, washed her face, run her fingers on her hair in an attempt to put it in a bun while her eyes are searching for her slippers, ears strained hard to listen to even the slightest of sounds coming from the lower part of the house.

She hoped the three monsters she calls her friends/housemates are still asleep.

But the succession of loud sounds coming suspiciously from the kitchen wiped any notions of her previous thought being true.

Slamming the door of her room, her feet pounded the floor as she made her way downstairs.

The sight that greeted her woke her still slightly befuddled mind.

She is going to kill these three.

The floor is flooded by red-water, with strips of gooey syrup (which she later discovered was maple) dripping down from the table, flour smearing the previously clean and sparkling kitchen counter, kitchen cutlery scattered both the counter and the floor.

Her eyes went to the three glaring girls in the middle of it all.

A Risa with white hair raised her hands in defense. "I was trying to make pancakes when Sugimoto here came and distracted me!"

"EXCUSE ME?!" Asuna screeched, her hair covered in dripping syrup, "You were the one who threw the open bottle of maple syrup on me! I was only trying to get water!"

"Water that you threw at me!" Hikari shouted indignantly, her previously white shirt (Kaede can only guess) now red and wet. "Now look at what you've done to my favorite shirt!"

"It wasn't my fault that you're shirt is now red!" the gray-blonde girl shouted back, "It's your fault for eating strawberry jam!"

"It wouldn't matter if you didn't throw water at me!"

"Now look at my hair! Goddammit! I hate white hair!"

"Well you should! Coz you look like crap!"

"Don't shit with me you two! This is all your fault!"

"EXCUSE ME?! I was the one who was trying to cook here!"

Mentally counting down from ten to one, Kaede breathed deeply before speaking in a flat tone. "I am going to go back to my room and take shower. And when I get back down here, I want this kitchen spotless, or there'll be hell to pay." Her violet eyes widened at the three silent girls. "Do you three hear me?"

Hikari squeaked. Risa gulped hard. Asuna met her stare defiantly, but dropped her eyes after five seconds.

Kaede Furokawa is scary personified.

Sitting in front of a laughing Chisaki, Kaede gathered the stripped pieces of tissue paper in her hands and threw them at her friend's face.

Chisaki waved her hand in front of her. "Hey! Stop that Kaede-chan!"

"Then stop laughing goddammit! It's not that funny!" Kaede narrowed her eyes at the other girl.

Chuckling, Chisaki leaned forward, elbows at the surface of the table. "So what happened after that? Tell me more!"

This girl just loves hearing about the stupidity of their housemates.

"When I get back, they were still mopping the floor. The three didn't have time to get a shower before going to their classes. Not that I care. I have to miss breakfast and almost have been late if not for the fact that my first period professor was gossiping with that hot assistant teacher next door."

With another laugh, Chisaki threw her head back as she slams her palm down at the table, prompting the other students at the cafeteria to look at them. Some were amused, while some are raising their eyebrows. But nobody dared to question the laughing girl.

Eyes sparkling with mirth, shoulders shaking, Chisaki chuckled at her. "Mou...Too bad I wasn't there! I would love to see that scene!"

Of course you would, Kaede thought wryly. "Well, if you could just stay long enough to spend mornings with us, then maybe you could. See that scene, I mean."

Chisaki shrugged, lifting the tall cup of coffee to her lips. Taking a sip, she said. "I would like to, but you know I have a lot of part-time jobs right now. I couldn't say no to them."

"You could take a break every now and then."

"I would, but I need this. You know that."

"You'll kill yourself before you graduate."

"Well, write me a good eulogy will you?"

Kaede chucked a piece of her french fries towards her friend's face. "Shut up, Chisaki. You're too morbid."

"You were the one who started it." Chisaki countered.

"And I am stopping it now."

Rolling her eyes, Chisaki went back to her notes, munching on a piece of sandwich, earphones stuck once again in her ears.

With a shake of her head, Kaede lets her friend be. Leaning back, she let her violet eyes study their surroundings. Her department, Business, and Chisaki's , International Studies, are situated closely to each other. So on days like this, she can enjoy a light lunch or snacks with her friend, who's always somewhere- it's a little bit stupid to be asking the other girl where the hell she's been.

Kaede is lucky to meet Chisaki here twice a week.

Most of the students hanging around the cafeteria are from both their departments. So everybody knows almost everybody.

Or rather, everybody knows Kaede Furokawa and Chisaki Kanai.

That is one of the reasons why she always, always stay here during her breaks. The place is familiar, the faces, the sounds. The kind lady behind the food counter already knows what she would like on certain days. Everything is in order. Even the chaos rather seemed organized.

She felt at home.

The activity around them suddenly stopped momentarily, and Kaede raised an eyebrow at the girls beside their table staring at something past her head, blushes evident on their faces.

She was attempted to turn around and see what the fuss is all about when she heard the sound of a clearing throat behind her.

"Are these seats taken, Furokawa-san?"

Fuji couldn't help but be amused at the look of surprise, which immediately morphed into one of utter nonchalance in a split second, on Furokawa's face. So much control, he mused. This girl can give his dearest Buchou and Sanada a run for their money when it comes to being so in control with their emotions and facial expressions (what little they have).

"Iie, they are not, Sanada-san. Please feel free to take a seat." the girl offered with a smile, which, to Fuji's sharp eyes, seemed a little bit strained.

"Hn. Arigatou."

Sanada took the proffered seat. Tezuka followed immediately, sitting on Furokawa's right; Chisaki, who still has her head bowed and silent, on his left. Fuji took the seat on the other side of the girl.

"Na, Kanai-chan..." he called out to the girl, letting his voice linger behind her ear. He watches as Furokawa's eyes widened and her lips parted, while his dear Buchou stiffened in his seat.

Chisaki may have felt him, for she jerked her head and stared behind her with wide, surprised eyes. Fuji noted that her eyes are the darkest shade of brown...or was it black?

"Fuji-san! You surprised me!" and then, quickly recovering, she laughed, relaxing back in her seat. "Oh, Sanada-san. Tezuka-san."

Chuckling, Fuji made himself comfortable in his seat. He can feel the other girl's eyes on him. "Did I surprise you that much Kanai-chan? Gomen. I didn't mean to."

Chisaki just shook her head, extracting the earphones she stuck to her ears earlier, her book lays open in front of her. "This is a surprise. I think this is the first time we've seen you guys here."

"Yeah." Kaede cleared her throat, and directed a pointed look at the brown-haired Tensai. "Is there something you need?"

Sanada nodded. "The cafe beside our department is crowded."

Tezuka mirrored Sanada's action, his eyes roaming around the cafeteria discreetly. "Lunchtime is almost over, and we need to read on a topic. This is the best place we can find."

"Saa...they're right. I hope we aren't intruding too much." He smiled at Kaede, making the girl raise her eyebrow at him.

"Just asking." she shrugged, "It's rare to see law and architecture students here you know."

"Ah. You're right." Fuji chuckled, and then turned to the girl on his side. "I haven't seen you for a while, Kanai-chan. How have you been?"

"I've been great, Fuji-san!" Chisaki chirped, "How about you guys? School being a bitch or what?"

"Chisaki."

Sanada and Tezuka shook their heads at her; Fuji laughed softly. Chisaki wrinkled her nose at Kaede.

"It's been good, I think. How about you?"

"It's okay. Lessons are boring though. I wish we can just skip the theories and go straight to discussion and debates." she grinned. "That's my favorite part!"

Fuji, seemingly interested, engaged the girl in the topic, leaving the three others to sit and stare at them in a not so comfortable silence.

'What the hell is he playing at?' Kaede frowned as she stared at the two in front of her, especially at Fuji.

The brown-haired male is probably one of the most popular students not just in his department, but all over the campus. He is charismatic, intelligent and extremely good-looking. But, why is he showing such an interest on Chisaki? Does he like her? And what the hell is with Tezuka-san? He seemed to be frozen in his seat.

Chisaki's laughter rung out once again, other students are now looking at their table. Kaede wanted to burrow her face in her hands. She doesn't like this one bit.

"You seem to be having fun, Chisaki-san."

At the sound of the new voice, all five people sitting at the table turned to look at the newcomer.

Smiling blue-green eyes greeted them.

"Can I talk to you for a bit, Chisaki-san?"

"I didn't know Kanai-chan has a boyfriend."

Kaede snorted at Fuji's statement.

"Now that would definitely make him the happiest man alive." She turned to look at her friend talking to her classmates at the other table. "He's her classmate, and one of the many guys who wish Chisaki would go out with them."

"Really?" Fuji sounds amused. "I didn't know she's that popular. She doesn't act like it."

"Of course not. Why would she, if she isn't even aware of it?"

"Ah. I see."

Tezuka does not.

His eyes are somewhat glued to the girl, who is frowning about something her supposed classmate is saying. She seemed annoyed at him. He's glad of that observation. And then, his brain catching up with his thought, he redirected his attention on the food he has in front of him.

Sanada, eyes on his silent classmate, stared at the dark-haired girl.

Ever since they moved, his classmate has changed. They are not noticeable of course, since its Tezuka Kunimitsu we're talking about here. But, for someone who is around the man in question most of the time, he can pinpoint this minute details.

Just like now, Tezuka is exhibiting all signs of being annoyed (clenched jaws, lips in a firm line, eyes narrowed, a frown between his brows), which, at first, confused Sanada.

Before they met up with Fuji, Tezuka is in a good mood (not smiling or anything, but Sanada can tell). They have just gotten their test results. Top scores, both of them.

Their debate teacher applauded Tezuka for his arguments.

Their political science instructor praised Tezuka (and Sanada) for their papers.

When Fuji suggested they go to this cafeteria, Sanada noticed Tezuka's eyes blinked, his steps faltered, and he didn't disagree, even if they all knew that the cafeteria is full of students (female being the majority) at this time.

Tezuka, like Sanada himself, always, always tries to avoid being around the opposite gender. And here is Tezuka seemingly willing to do so all of a sudden.

All in all, Sanada Genichiro can conclude that something about being around the two specific females is causing Tezuka to exhibit these behaviour.

Now, remembering what happened last Saturday, he thinks that it is safe to say that the female Tezuka has had most contact, is Chisaki Kanai.

That fact added to Tezuka's reaction when the said girl was approached by her classmate, and was taken away from their table...

It doesn't take a rocket scientist to come up with the glaring conclusion: Tezuka Kunimitsu is smitten with a certain dark-haired, dark-eyed girl.

Sanada resisted the urge to sigh. When the hell did he grow such an interest with his friend's romantic interests anyway?

He should just get back to his book. Yes. That is an splendid idea.

"Can I borrow your notes, Tezuka?" He asked the silent man.

Without turning, Tezuka slid his notebook towards him. "Hn."

Sanada shared a look with the two people on his either side: one was amused, one isn't so.

Sanada raised an eyebrow at Kaede. She looked beyond annoyed. Violet eyes are going back in forth between Tezuka and Kanai. Her jaws clenched so tightly Sanada can see muscles jumping.

'Don't tell me...'

And then he turned to the silent Tensai.

Who is also eyeing the two girls and his former Buchou with sharp, sapphire-blue eyes. The glint behind those pools caught Sanada by surprise.

'No...he doesn't like her as well...right?'

But he remembered Fuji's earlier actions.

And the Tensai was the one who suggested they come here.

Sanada wouldn't even be surprised if the Tensai knew beforehand that the two girls would be here at this time. Fuji Syusuke is the Tensai after all.

The realization hit him like a bullet train-fast, powerful. And deadly.

The tension around the four hung like a dark cloud on a stormy day.

And Sanada wondered if he is the only one who can feel it.

And then like a ray of foreboding, Chisaki came back, a cheery grin on her lips, her eyes glinting. And Sanada saw Tezuka lose the tension in his shoulders, eyes regarding the girl coolly, as if he hasn't spent the last thirteen minutes and thirty-five point two seconds glaring at the back of the head of the nameless male classmate of Chisaki Kanai.

"So, what did I miss?"

At the end of another grueling day of lectures, Kaede found herself walking alongside Fuji, Tezuka and Sanada.

The rush of the students was heavy, as they hurry to their respective part-time jobs. Kaede frowned, Chisaki told her earlier that the girl didn't have one today, having finished almost of it over the weekend, and the girl wanted to get a good sleep.

Kaede wondered where the hell that blasted girl is.

"Saa...is Kanai-chan going to her part-time job today, Furokawa-chan?"

She raised an eyebrow at the curiously looking brunette, and sighed. He looked so damned innocent. "She won't, Fuji-san. She's probably being held up by her classmates or her last period instructor." she explained.

He smiled. "Ah...that's good to hear then."

Kaede sighed at the extremely happy tone at the male's voice. Shrugging her shoulder, she turned to Sanada, who is walking on her right. "Is Risa-chan in your class, Sanada-san?"

"No. But we share two classes this term."

"I see." She nodded, a smile lingering at the corner of her lips. "She always complain about her being alone in her department. Now maybe she doesn't have to talk to her self so often on her breaks."

Sanada blinked, black eyes staring at her. "Talking to her self?"

"Hm. Risa-chan can be such an eccentric girl, you know. And besides," she shrugged, "she never has anyone to talk to in her department."

"Why is that?" Tezuka asked from Sanada's right.

"Well, let's just say she and the rest of her class just can't see eye to eye."

Sanada raised an eyebrow. "I see. Well, maybe your friend is a little too eccentric for them."

"I actually thought Shiraishi-chan is pretty funny."

"You think everybody who's weird is funny, Fuji." Tezuka looked at his friend blandly. Fuji just smiled while nodding.

"Well..,"

Kaede shook her head at Fuji; Tezuka-san is right. 'Weird' seemed to be equivalent to 'funny' in the brunette's dictionary.

Her attention was caught when a group of four girls waved at her as they pass by them. Two of them are from her class, while the two other she doesn't recognize.

"Classmates, Furokawa-chan?"

"Yeah," she murmured to Fuji, brows furrowing a little on her forehead. She has never been close to these two particular girls. And now they are smiling at her as if they've just been proclaimed BFF's.

But when she saw the girls' eyes flew towards the males with her, along with blushing cheeks and some giggling, her lips twitched downwards. Of course. Who wouldn't notice her if she's walking with three of the most popular, not to mention, best-looking male students in all of their campus?

Deciding not to take the bait and become their bridge towards the subjects of the girls' affections, she offered them a nod and walked on.

They can hate her as much as they want afterwards, but she will not give herself additional headaches.

The next morning, the said girls approached her and asked if they can share table with her during their lunch break. She said no. After all, Misaki and Risa will be having their lunches with her.

She thought they would be deterred by her less-than-apologetic refusal.

But no.

They brought reinforcements the day after.

Hikari laughed until her face was red, and Yukimura has to pat her gently on the back. Asuna snickered at her, while grabbing a couple of cards and reading through them, Misaki telling her not to.

"Tezuka-san and Sanada-san won't even care, Misaki." The blonde just relpied, though she stopped reading them.

And now, Friday, Kaede found herself carrying more than a few multi-colored boxes complete with ribbons and frills. And oh, tiny colored cards that carries the declarations of admiration and appreciation (She'd like to add borderline obsession) that the girls in her classes (yes, all of her classes) have 'primly' asked her to deliver them to the three male students who had been taking their lunch breaks with her. Did she say they shouted shrilly in her ears while doing so? If not, then she's saying it now.

Dumping the 'deliveries' into the table, she resisted the urge to hurl a particularly large square box into Fuji's smiling face.

"Saa...are those gifts for us, Furokawa-chan?"

Kaede can't decide whether his smile is angelic, or devilish.

She decided she doesn't really care.

"Yes. And please tell your beloved admirers that I am not your delivery-man. Or woman." She answered in a flat tone.

Fuji's smile widens. Her eyes did the same.

A slim hand picked up a small pink box (Kaede shivered at the flicker of mischief in Fuji's sapphire orbs). He read the contents of the small card, and his smile turned even sweeter. If that was even possible.

"Saa...this one's for you, Te-zu-ka-kun. And oh!" he exclaimed happily as he moved to another box. "This is one's for Sa-na-da-channn!"

The two males visibly stiffened, and both straightened their backs on their seats.

And two deathly glares were sent towards the still smiling Fuji. Just how in hell's name can he stand always being on the receiving end of those glares?

"Hn. Please refrain from calling me in that tone, Fuji." Tezuka said stoically on his seat. His eyes glazed over the boxes, seemingly undecided whether to hurl them at the nearest trash can, or to hurl them at the smiling brunette.

Kaede voted the latter.

Sanada eyed the boxes with restrained disgust (though he looks like he's having aneurysm). "And please do not call me with that honorific, Fuji-san." He said in a cold tone.

Kaede shivered. Is she in Antarctica or what?

But the blasted Fuji is still smiling. "Saa...but that's what they are calling you." He opened three cards at the same time. "See?"

Kaede held on to her chuckles as her eyes saw the elegant, cursive writings on the cards.

In pink gel.

Pink, glittery gel. And oh, there are flowers and butterflies too!

Sweet.

"I wonder how they found out that you two absolutely love pink." Fuji nodded to himself, a look of mock wonder on his face, "Or that you secretly adore flowers and butterflies. Oh! And that you really wanted to read sweet poetry written in glittery gel pen. Man, they must have exerted too much effort in these." Sigh.

Kaede choked on her own laughter.

Fuji turned his eyes on her, laughter swirling in their depths. And Kaede found herself laughing along the brunette, with the two staring at them, promises of death in their equally cold eyes.

Looks like Chisaki will be the one who'll be writing a eulogy after all.

Yeah.

From here on, I decided to write chapters in an original character's P.O.V. just to establish each of their personality.

I will be writing one for each OC before switching off to a third-person P.O.V. until all of them have a chapter each.

This first one is about Kaede Furokawa. So, who do you want to get to know next? Tell me guys. :)

So. Tell me guys who among the OC's you like so far, or whom do you like to pair with the PoT original characters.

As early as now, you can choose your own pairings based on the first few chapters of the story. But I would have to remind you, I don't do Yaoi. Not because I hate it, but because I cannot write/do Yaoi stories. Apologies to all Yaoi lovers out there.

Well, that's a pretty long A/N there.

Read and Review guys! I will be waiting to hear from you all!

XD YUNA