I entered the gym very irritated, covered in blood and dirt, and my cheek was stinging. "Shira, you're late," Takeuchi-sensei said as he glared at me.

I glared back at him saying, "I'm only late because of someone's flesh eating fangirls. Unless you want to go out there and tell them my being manager is a punishment, don't comment on my punctuality."

Sensei left me alone after that, but arms belonging to an annoying blonde wrapped around me and a face started nuzzling mine as he said, "Senpai∼, I'm sorry that my fangirls are causing you trouble. I feel so bad that I almost can't forgive myself."

"I can see you're all broken up about it," I said as I pushed him off of me.

It was at that moment that a faint shout could be heard from outside the gym, "You can't have him Haizawa," it sounded.

My eyebrow twitched and I shouted back, "I DON'T WANT HIM!"

Takeuchi-sensei growled in irritation yelling, "Shira, you're causing a scene, Kise has a job right now and I want you to go with him."

"I'm causing a scene?!" I asked him in disbelief as Kise grabbed my hand saying, "Let's go senpai."

I wasn't any less aggravated when we exited the gym however, since there was a girl giving me a dirty look, who I was sure was the one shouting just now. I was a little bit surprised when Kise jumped in saying, "Please don't pick on senpai anymore, she has a temper."

That last bit at the end pissed me off more than the fangirls ever did and I interrupted him saying to the girl, "No, please keep bothering me; I'm begging you. That way I won't feel bad when I punch you in the face so hard your teeth get lodged in that tiny brain of yours."

Cue Kise dragging me away yet again and telling me to calm down, something which I couldn't do until we were in a train for over forty minutes. I looked over at Kise asking, "Where are we going anyway?"

"Tokyo," he answered.

I sighed, "Why do we always end up in Tokyo?"

Kise smiled, "Maybe it's senpai and I's special place."

I looked at him and asked, "Do you ever find blondie, that some of the words that come out of your mouth make people want to slap you?"

"That's mean senpai," he pouted.

"I'm mean," I said.

"You're not mean, senpai," Kise said seriously.

I laughed, "You seem to have an inflated opinion of me."

"That's not true," Kise whined.

"Stop whining, we have to get off now," I said.

"I'm so happy senpai's going to see me model for the first time," Kise said excitedly.

"Yay, I can't wait," I said sarcastically.

I was then led to a building and soon found myself standing backstage during a photoshoot. I was next to Kise, who was sitting in a chair getting his makeup done. I was contently scrolling through pictures on my phone when someone poked my cheek and I froze, "Ryota is this your girlfriend? What happened to her cheek? I can cover that up and do your makeup," a woman said to me.

Kise almost jumped out of his chair as he exclaimed, "Nooo, senpai's perfect just like this!"

The woman, who I believe to be a makeup artist, seemed surprised by his outburst and slowly backed away from me. Kise then began to model and I went back to my phone. About five minutes later I heard Kise whine at me, "Senpai, I brought you here to watch me, not your phone-ssu."

"You brought me here because sadist sensei told you to," I replied.

He continued to whine until I gave up and started paying attention to him. I looked on silently until I got an idea, and a devilish grin appeared on my face as I started taking pictures of Kise with my phone and sending them to a certain someone. Kise noticed and immediately blushed asking, "Senpai, what are you doing?"

"I'm using your pictures to torture someone who refused to make a ruckus," I responded.

"What? Never mind, I don't care just stop," Kise said, shutting his eyes.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because it's embarrassing!" he answered.

I snorted, "You have like five cameras other than mine pointed at you right now."

He pouted, "It's because it's you that it's embarrassing!"

I sighed, "First you tell me to pay attention to you, now it's too much, I can't ever win with you."

Kise just looked frowned and looked away from me. "Fine, I'll stop," I conceded, mostly because the photographer was starting to glare at me.

It was all good though, the barrage of angry text messages I was getting from Shogo were proof that I had accomplished what I needed to do. Although, he still refused to make a ruckus so I wouldn't have to be manager.

The shoot was over a couple of hours later, and Kise and I were slowly walking towards the train station. "So what did you think of my modeling?" Kise asked.

I shrugged, "It was okay."

"Just okay?" Kise said.

"Well, it's modeling, all you have to do is stand there and be pretty," I said.

Kise blushed and scratched his cheek, asking shyly, "You think I'm pretty senpai?"

"Of course, you're very handsome and cute, blondie," I responded.

Kise blushed a deeper red, "It's your personality that needs work," I added onto the end.

He did a small twirl, singing, "But senpai finds me attractive∼."

I looked at him annoyed, "But I don't care that you're attractive."

He pouted, "Don't be a killjoy-ssu."

I sighed, and continued walking until something caught my attention. We were passing by a park, and a group of what seemed to be ten year old boys were surrounding and teasing a girl. I lost it when one of them pulled her hair, and made my way over to them, "Hey, what do you think you're doing?" I asked angrily.

One of them turned to me and said, "Huh? Who are you?"

Another one chimed in saying, "Yeah, get lost."

I stood there for a second, almost losing it due to their laughable attempt at being tough, "Didn't you hear us, leave!" one yelled at me and kicked my ankle.

I flicked my thumb nail against my index finger in irritation as I heard Kise say behind me in a nervous tone, "Now senpai, don't do anything crazy-ssu."

"Hold this," I said, throwing my bag at Kise.

I cracked my right wrist and then grabbed the ankle kicker by the hair, pulling him off the ground, and said scarily, "Look twerp, I'm no longer interested in what you think you're doing, now scram," I said dropping him on the ground.

They ran away crying and I think I heard one of them scream for his mom. Kise came up from behind me, "Beating up ten year olds, are you proud of yourself senpai?"

I crossed my arms, "It had to be done, plus, I taught them a lesson about running your mouth, what if I was a psycho with a gun?"

"But senpai, you run your mouth all the time," Kise said.

"Yeah, but I can take care of myself," I said.

Kise frowned at me, but our conversation was interrupted by the girl who I had saved, "Thank you," she said through her tears.

"No problem kid, are your parents around here?" I asked her.

The girl, who looked about ten herself, with black hair and green eyes which filled with tears at my question cried, "My big brother, he told me not to run off, but I didn't listen."

The girl was giving herself a severe case of the hiccups, so I rubbed her back saying, "Don't worry, we'll help you find him, what does he look like?" I asked her.

She sniffed, "He's really tall, green hair and eyes, and he has glasses."

I blinked at her a couple of times before saying, "This might be just a hunch, but is your brother's name Midorima?"

She sniffed again, "Yeah, are you a friend of his?"

"Ehh, that's Midorimacchi's little sister?!" Kise yelled.

I took the girls hand and started walking through the park, answering her question I said, "Yeah, we know your brother."

Finding Midorima was not a problem, given the fact that finding a 6"5, green haired, and glasses wearing Japanese teenager was not that hard. "Shin-nii!" the girl yelled as she jumped onto his back.

He looked at her sternly, "Where have you been, I told you not to run off."

"Mommy," I said as I gave him a hug.

"What are you doing here Shira?" he said.

"Is that any way to speak to the person who just saved your little sister from a group of juvenile delinquents?" I asked.

He glanced back at her, "What kind of trouble did you get into?"

She sniffed saying, "I'm sorry Shin-nii, I won't ever go anywhere without you again."

I laughed when Midorima grumbled grumpily, but stopped when an old woman walked by us and commented, "I say, you two make a very good couple, and your daughter is adorable."

She walked away before any of us could deny what she had said. Midorima blushed and mumbled how preposterous the idea was and I just laughed. "Senpai, why didn't you say anything to that woman?" Kise pouted.

"About what?" I asked, still laughing.

"About being Midorimacchi's wife!" Kise said.

"She walked away before I could say anything, what does it matter anyway, I don't know her, but I am going to blame mommy's height for her thinking we were old enough to have a ten year old," I said.

Midorima pushed up his glasses, "If it was anything, it's that you never wear your school uniform."

"You still should've corrected her senpai," Kise whined.

"Why? If I recall, you didn't correct that makeup artist when she thought I was your girlfriend," I replied.

Kise blushed, "That's different."

"How?" I asked.

"I agree with that woman, I like you; you and Shin-nii should get married," Midorima's little sister said.

Midorima started stuttering, I started laughing, and Kise looked horrified. "No," was all the blonde could spit out.

Midorima's little sister cocked her head to the side asking, "Why?"

Kise grabbed me, "Because she's my manager!"

I was still laughing at this point, "What does that have to do with anything?"

He pouted, "I'm not about to have another basketball player from another team steal you away."

I laughed, "So if mommy quit the basketball team right now and then asked for my hand in marriage, we'd have your consent?"

Kise blushed in frustration, "That's not what I meant and you know it!"

"I would never give up basketball for a woman, let alone you Shira, nanodayo," Midorima interjected.

"No need to get grumpy mommy, this chat was nice, but blondie and I must be leaving," I said, pulling Kise away.

Ten minutes later I was stuck in a train with Kise. During rush hour. Again. "Smelling as manly as ever," I commented.

"I would never change my cologne, especially after senpai complimented me on it∼," Kise replied happily.

"First off, we agreed to call it perfume, and I don't remember complimenting it," I said.

He looked at me, "You said it fits me-ssu."

"Yeah well, given the right situation, bunny ears and lingerie could fit you, but I wouldn't call that a compliment," I replied.

Kise blushed, whispering, "Senpai, don't say those type of things in public!"

I smirked, "So it'd be okay for me to say if we were alone?"

Kise pouted, "Stop twisting my words-ssu."

I chuckled, before being jolted off my feet by the train. Now, a quick geography lesson of our current transportation; a fangirl had gotten out of her seat and insisted that Kise sit down, which led me to stand in front of where he was sitting. Our lovely driver today, decided to make one of the harshest right turns I've ever experienced, which thrust everyone to the left and left me in this situation.

My current situation being, sitting in Kise's lap, unable to get up because the other passengers had rearranged themselves so my spot was no longer existent. "Sorry, blondie, you're going to have to deal with this until we get to Kanagawa."

"It's okay senpai-ssu," his overly happy voice sounded in my ear as his hands wrapped around my waist.

"Kise...what are you doing?" I asked.

"Holding you steady," he replied.

"I don't need to be held steady, get them off. Now," I said, pulling his hands away from my midsection.

"But senpai, if the train jerks again you're going to fall onto someone," he said.

He moved his hands across my waist back to where they were before, eliciting a giggle and a spasm of my legs. "Senpai could it be…" he said curiously, before he gently dug his fingers into my sides.

This caused me to giggle and spasm more as Kise laughed saying, "Senpai, you're really ticklish."

"Please-blondie...h-aave mercy on my...soul," I said in between giggles.

He stopped after that and I said angrily, "That was a crime that can never be forgiven and just so you know, I'm glaring at you right now, you just can't see it."

"C'mon senpai, you can't stay mad at this adorable face," Kise said.

"I can't see your face," I said plainly.

"You're very cute when you're being tickled senpai∼," Kise said playfully.

"Cute? I'm not cute? I am evil, violence personified. Darkness itself fears me-" I started.

Kise interrupted, "If I buy you ice cream will you forgive me, senpai?"

I was quiet for a moment, "Perhaps."

I could feel the blonde smiling from the back of me as he said, "Great, I know this really good ice cream shop by the station!"

When we did get to the shop, we were there for a good twenty minutes due to my indecision on which flavor to get, "Hmm, chocolate chip? Cookie dough? Strawberry?" I muttered to myself.

"Hurry up senpai," Kise whined at me.

"I know, in honor of mommy I will get mint chip," I said to the cashier, who must've thought I was crazy.

"What'd you get blondie?" I asked him.

"Vanilla," he replied.

"Just like your personality," I quickly added on.

"Senpai," he pouted.

"I know, I know, I'm being mean," I said as I was handed an ice cream cone.

We exited the shop and wound up walking to my house, "Well, I guess this is goodbye," I said awkwardly as Kise lingered.

He looked up at my house saying, "That soap opera's on tonight isn't it?"

"Don't try and say that all nonchalant," I said to him.

He looked at me with pursed lips and I sighed, asking, "Blondie, do you want to watch the soap?"

He nodded rapidly, "And you can't do this at your own house because…?" I asked.

"My sisters will make fun of me," he whined.

"Are you asking to watch it at my place?" I asked.

He looked at me with fake tears in his eyes, "Uhh-huh."

"Fine, because I am such a loving, tender, and kind person, I will let you," I said walking into my house.

Kise poked his head in, "Are your parents gone again?"

"Yeah, they're both somewhere in Europe right now," I said, flipping on the tv.

I smirked as he sat down next to me on the couch, "Why do you ask, you don't have any impure motives, do you?"

Kise blushed and inched away from me, "Of course not!"

"Kidding," I said to the seemingly humorless blonde.

We watched the show for the next hour, me in silence, Kise reacting to every little thing that happened in the story. The show was about to end when I felt Kise's head drop on my shoulder, slide down into my lap, and then he began to snore softly.

I carefully moved his head from my lap and onto the couch. Standing up, I, being the slightly stronger than the average female, was able to move him into a more comfortable position. As I put a blanket over him I felt a strong sense of déjà vu, before remembering this was not the first time Kise fell asleep on my couch.

I made sure all doors were locked, lights were out, and headed up the stairs. Before I went to sleep, in preparation for the inevitable, I turned on the night light app I had previously downloaded on my phone and set it on my nightstand.

"Senpai."

I slowly opened my eyes to see the brightness of the blonde and the morning sun and immediately receded into my blankets. "Senpai, it's time to wake up," he stated.

"No," I said.

"Yes," he said.

"Don't want to," I grumbled.

"You have to-ssu," he replied.

I was traveling further into my blankets when I felt a hand wrap around my waist and pull me from them, "Nooo, bed-chan," I groaned as I was set on my floor.

Noticing that my floor was bare, I looked around my room, "Kise...what happened?"

"I didn't want to sleep on trash again, so I cleaned your room," Kise said with a smile.

I laid down on the ground, petting my floor, and said sadly, "I miss my clutter."

Kise laughed at me, "Senpai, we have to get to school soon."

I got up, "I know, I know," I said, taking off my pajama shorts.

"Senpai, don't undress in front of me," Kise sputtered.

"Don't you have older sisters, shouldn't you be used to this?" I asked him.

"I do, but it's different-" Kise started.

"Because it's you senpai-ssu," I finished for him as I put on my jeans, "What does that even mean?" I asked as I searched for a shirt.

Kise responded with silence and I said jokingly, "Are you like this with all your senpais, I can't imagine how much fun you are in the locker room."

"Don't make fun of me," Kise said quietly.

I looked at him and said seriously, "I'm not making fun of you, if you're bashful, say you're bashful, but don't blame it on me."

We stood in silence for a couple of minutes until my stomach growled loudly, "Food," I groaned.

"I'll make breakfast," he said quickly, before practically running out my room and down the stairs.

"He's acting weird, even for him," I said to myself.

I quickly found a shirt and as I put it on, heard the front door open and close. I walked down the stairs thinking that Kise had left, but I was confronted with a tall, tired, brown haired and blue eyed man.

"You're back," I said.

"Shi-honey," the man said.

"Yes Daddio?" I asked.

"Why is there a teenage boy in a pink apron in the kitchen?" my father asked.

"He's making me breakfast," I answered.

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower, tell him to make me some too," my dad said as he walked past me.

Hey there again awesome people who are reading this. I just wanted to say that I'll probably continue to update this fic on Wednesdays and Sundays and I wanted

to give a shoutout to Tgk0224 for that really nice review, it makes me so happy that you enjoy the story and I'll try to continue to write the best that I can for this.