disclaimer: I do not own anything of the originals of this anime/manga, which means the original storyline of the Wallflower/Yamato Nadeshiko Shichi Henge/Perfect Girl Evolution or characters. Though I sort of wish I had the creativity to invent Sunako. She's so cool. :) Except of course that would mean that I'd have to take the responsibility of making sure that she stays so cool, so maybe not. Heh.

Just remember everyone: any deviation of the characters from their original selves is due to the fact that this is:

1) a fanfiction, and

2) a story in which everyone has a different life from the manga/anime life they had.

Thanks and I hope you enjoy the show. :)

last note: dashed are being used to switch the character point of views, or scene changes. And I will no longer try to make excuses for however late my chapters come out. I find it's a losing battle.

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Chapter Ten: School Day Four and Five- Anger, Friendship, Jealousy- In That Order

Sunako was sitting at her desk, busily scribbling in her newest idea for her book, when the classroom door opened. She didn't glance up, too absorbed in the details of her story to care, until said person flopped into the seat to the right of her. At that point, she didn't even need to look up to tell who it was- his blindingly bright light told her everything. It was Kyohei Takano, the brightest and most annoying Creature of the Light that she had ever encountered, or hoped to ever encounter. As it was, she could barely stand being in his presence.

Sunako frowned, but ignored him as best as she could, afraid that she may loose the idea that had come to her barely a minute ago, before she could get it down on paper.

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He grumbled as he plopped himself down in his seat. Didn't those girl have any lives? Who in their right mind would block someone on their way to school? And why did they have to be so... vocal? His ears were still ringing from all the shrieks and squeals. Fangirls were definitely the most annoying type of people that he'd ever met.

A mumbling to his side drew him out of his internal rant, only to discover that he wasn't alone in the classroom. Sunako was sitting in her seat, scribbling furiously on a sheet of paper, which was on top of several other sheets, muttering to herself. The dark aura surrounding her would've deterred anyone else, making her look like a psycho murderer planning out her next evil plot, but Kyohei just ignored it in favor of leaning over to get a closer look at what she was writing.

She must've heard him shift in his seat, because she paused in her writing and slowly, almost like a horror movie, turned her head towards him, her neck moving it as if she was a mechanical doll. The minute she laid eyes on him (or so he guessed from the angle of her head. like every other time he had seen her (well, except that once), she had her bangs covering her eyes), she shrieked in fear and fell out of her seat, backing up as fast as her legs could carry, er, push her while she still sat on the ground. It was kind of a neat trick, considering how long the school skirts were.

Kyohei chuckled and turned away from her, back to his internal dialogue. She was really amusing. Actually...

(and it was here that Kyohei felt himself pause)

Actually, he was surprised that he could act so normal around her after what he had seen.

He turned his head slightly to glance at her out of the corner of his eye, and saw her picking herself up and returning to her seat, visibly shakier and sweating more than she was before, like almost every other time that she had interacted with him (not including the times that she got angry).

Her face... He still couldn't get it out of his head. It made him wonder what else he was missing because he hadn't tried to see past her initial appearance. What other parts of her that she hid hadn't he seen? What other secrets did she have?

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Slowly, students began to flock in to their respective homerooms, and Kyohei was glad that he was sitting next to Sunako. She scared away any girls before they even approached him, leaving them instead staring at him from a distance. Sure, he had been glad about it before, but the girls seemed to get more bold each day, and he just couldn't take it anymore. He had just transferred, and already, they wouldn't leave him alone. He had hoped here would be different, but his past experiences should have told him that it was more of a dream than a reality. Although...

He turned his head and stared at Sunako, who, as far as he could tell, was still busy scribbling away on her papers.

Although, he did find someone interesting where he hadn't expected to. Every other female within range practically attacked him wherever he went, no matter their age (excluding those who haven't yet hit puberty, of course). So why was this one girl so unaffected? Well, (he thought back to all of his encounters with her so far) maybe not unaffected. But definitely different.

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Yuki entered the classroom barely three minutes before school was supposed to start. He hated being late- he would get in trouble, and being yelled at was not a fun way to start the day.

The first thing that he noticed as he entered homeroom, though, was Kyohei and Sunako. True, their seats (and his as well) were in the back of the room, but aside from that to isolate them from everyone else, they still seemed to be off in their own little world.

Yuki shook his head, trying to clear it. He must be seeing things. Those two never got along. Although it had only been a few days ago that he met them, anyone with a brain could see it. Sunako hated Kyohei. He had heard rumors that the first time she met him, she knocked him into a wall. Actually, (he glanced over to the front of the classroom as he made his way to his seat) supposedly, her "knocking" him into the wall was the cause of the big crack in the chalkboard.

Yuki glanced over at Kyohei who, as always, seemed bored and oblivious to his surroundings, and shuddered a bit. If that had been him, he probably would still be out of school. How was it that Kyohei seemed unconcerned and unaffected by that encounter?

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Finally, it was break.

Kyohei sighed and leaned back in his seat, stretching his legs out so that they rested on his desk as he took a magazine out from his bag to read. Class had been so boring that he had been reduced to staring out the window as he waited for the time to pass. He was even too bored to get up to get lunch, and he was always hungry.

Crunch. crunch.

Speaking of hungry...

Kyohei turned his head to see Sunako, who was once again writing, and, this time, chomping away on Pocky as well. She was eating the standard kind- chocolate.

He turned back to his magazine, flipping through a few pages until he found something interesting, and listened to her munch on a few more of the snack sticks before he spoke.

"You like Pocky?" he asked her.

Silence.

Kyohei skimmed the article before dismissing it as boring.

"The strawberry ones taste better, you know." he said offhandedly, turning another page in the magazine in front of him without looking at her.

Sunako ignored him, and he shrugged. Fine. He didn't care that she was anti-social.

Crunch. crunch.

But still...

He looked over at her out of the corner of his eye.

It was definitely interesting to watch her eat Pocky with bangs that long and dark. Could she even see the sticks? How did she get them into her mouth without seeing them?

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The rest of the day went pretty uneventfully, and Kyohei passed the time by looking out the window and, every once in awhile, glancing over at Sunako, who seemed to stare straight ahead in class except for a few times, when she had suddenly taken out a piece of paper and began writing. He assumed that they were notes at first, but she did it at such odd intervals during the teacher's lesson (he knew because he actually listened to some of it to try to figure out what she was writing down that had seemed so important) that he knew that they couldn't be.

Despite all his observations, though, Kyohei completely missed the increasing amount of sneaked glances over at him from some of the girls in the class. And, more importantly, the glares that had begun to be aimed Sunako's way.

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It was after school and Sunako was at the store, buying supplies for the night's dinner. As she walked to the counter, she noticed the 'sale' sign above one of the shelves to the side of the line of people.

'Pocky- two boxes for the price of one.'

Shrugging, she picked up a box of chocolate-coated pocky and was about to pick up another when she noticed another box next to the chocolates. Strawberry.

She hesitated, but finally lifted a pink box into her basket too. Well, it wouldn't kill her to try them once. Besides, she didn't believe that he really ate them. No boy would buy a pink box, even if it was candy.

Then again, she didn't really like pink either.

The next day, she brought the Pocky to school.

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Kyohei was ready to face another boring school day. He walked into homeroom, flopped down in his seat, sighed, and leaned his head back while leaning backwards in his chair. He put a hand over his eyes, which he closed. School sucked. He had had to deal with those annoying fangirls again this morning. Didn't they ever get tired of bothering him? Why did he even bother coming everyday?

Crunch. crunch.

Oh yeah. That was why.

His hand fell away from his face and he straightened in his seat to look over at Sunako, who was reading over (what looked like) whatever she had written yesterday, and munching on more chocolate Pocky.

Kyohei put his chin in his hand and leaned on his desk, observing her. She didn't even seem to notice he was there, just like yesterday, which he found very unusual. Normally, she'd of noticed that he was there by now. After all, his seat was right next to hers, and he wasn't really the quiet type.

Kyohei shook his head and turned away, pulling out a magazine from his bag to read until class started. Women. He didn't understand any of them.

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Sunako felt her blood pressure rising as her frustration grew, her hand flying across the page as she worked frantically to correct some of the mistakes that she missed earlier when she had been going over her story. The way that it was written now completely left out the main character! And on top of that, she had somehow created a situation that the victims could escape from. It was all wrong!

She worked furiously, only pausing briefly, if that, to grab another Pocky from her pack to munch on. She had been correcting since the lunch period had started, and so far, she had only accomplished with fixing maybe half of her work so far.

Sunako finished another Pocky stick and reached for another. Her hand went into the Pocky box and grabbed... nothing.

Confused, Sunako stopped writing and looked over to the box on her desk, which was now empty. She blinked. Why did these snack always seem to go so quickly?

Sighing, she reached into her bag for another box, and pulled out something pink.

Sunako started at it for a minute, debating whether to put it back or not. It was the box of Strawberry Pocky, and since Sunako was a chocolate lover, she was hesitant about eating it. But, needing the sugar rush, she finally gave in.

She set the box on the table and opened it. And, as she knew and dreaded it would, the pink box attracted the attention of her blindingly bright neighbor.

"Hey! Strawberry Pocky! Can I have some?" Kyohei said, his voice excited, seeming completely oblivious to Sunako's uncomfortableness with his sudden close proximity (not that she wouldn't of been if it hadn't been sudden).

He leaned over her and grabbed one without waiting for her reply (besides, she was too speechless to give him one, still uncomfortable with how close he was).

"Awesome! You actually got some!" He smiled at her and bit into his stick.

"Delicious!"

Sunako felt faint from all the light surrounding him, his happiness overpowering her sensitive eyes. She felt ready to melt.

"Um... Uh... Um..."

"See? Didn't I tell you they'd be great?"

He aimed a smile her way and the direct force of his light seemed to stab right through her heart which, previously, had been beating overtime, suddenly came to a halt.

Sunako, overwhelmed, fainted.

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He grinned at her, inexplicably happy that she had been listening to him after all, when he heard a thud. Confused, he opened his eyes to a sight that he didn't expect to see.

"She fainted!" was being whispered around the classroom, and it was true. Sunako Nakahara had fainted. And all he did was smile at her.

Feeling panicked, Kyohei bent down to the floor, unsure of what to do. His hands hovered over her, almost touching but not quite- hesitant. Would she get up on her own, or should he bring her to the nurse? The last time he had to, the nurses had all been gone, but he doubted that he'd be so lucky this time. Could he risk running into them? And what if Sunako woke up before he got there? He was sure that she'd at the very least scream when she found him holding her. But, could he really leave her here, lying on the floor?

"Need some help?"

He turned to the sound of the soft, quiet voice. It was that kid... Yuki or something, who sat on the other side of Sunako. He seemed like the shy type, but he was looking at Sunako with a concerned expression on his face.

Kyohei sighed in relief and smiled at the boy, careful to dim it down in case the same thing happened to the kid (even though it was unlikely, seeing that Sunako was just strange like that, but he didn't want to take any chances), glad to discover that someone was willing to help him rather than just stand back and watch the whole situation play out. He really was no good at these kinds of things. Since the kid had offered to help him, he could assume that it was okay to move her and, with that thought, Kyohei's mind was made up.

"Yeah, thanks. I think we should bring her to the nurse."

"Mmhm." Yuki nodded in agreement.

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Yuki leaned down, prepared to take hold of Sunako's feet and let Kyohei take her torso (she was too heavy for Yuki to carry by himself) when the golden-blond haired boy scooped her up off the floor all by himself and began walking to the door, effortlessly, as if Sunako weighed nothing.

Yuki stayed stunned for a few seconds before Kyohei turned and looked back at him, stopping almost at the doorway.

"Well?" the blond asked him. "Are you going to help me or not?" He gestured towards the door with his arms as best as he could with Sunako in them, and Yuki immediately got the hint.

"Oh, sorry."

He got up and ran over to open the door for him, stepping back to let his classmate through first before following him out.

-

Whispered and hushed voices talked, questions floating through the air. Wonderment, amazement, and shock were all apparent in everyone's faces.

"Did you see that? He smiled at her and she fainted!"

"Oh, if only he would smile like that at me!"

"Yeah right. Like he'd even give you the time of day."

"He's so handsome. Didn't he look like a prince, carrying her like that?"

"Are you kidding? That was Sunako Nakahara in his arms. It was more like a horror film."

"I still can't believe she fainted."

And among all the voices, three girls stood out among the rest.

"She's gotten near Kyohei-kun when none of us have been able to." girl 1 said.

"He hangs out with her and talked to her and... smiles at her. He doesn't even look at us." girl 2 wined.

"What has she got that we haven't?" girl 3 demanded.

"Sunako Nakahara, you will pay for that."

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end chapter.

end chapter notations: I know that in the manga, Sunako was the one to transfer into the school, and I know that it's pretty late to be mentioning this when I should have mentioned it in chpater one, but yeah, just so you all know that I know. My story wouldn't work if it went that way, though, so obviously, it's different in this fanfiction than it is in the original. Also, sorry that this story took so long to post. I realize that that's become my standard line for each of my chapters, but I really as sorry.