Disclaimer-I don't own PoT. I own all my OCs though.

A/N

There may have been some confusion about Misaki's birthday. It's actually on the 11th of April. That's only because it's also my birthday^^ Also, there has been a terrible mistake, Fuji is going to London. Not America. Sorry about that ^^'

By the time I awoke, I could tell it was late. The late morning sun blared through the thin curtains.

"Misaki-chan?"

Yumiko-san's sorrowful voice entered the room. She came in, her eyes red with crying.

"What is the matter?"

"Syuusuke has just left," she whispered and started to sob again.

My eyes widened. I could not believe I had forgotten.

"Please bring him back," she pleaded." He won't listen to me anymore!"

She left me to change. I hurriedly pulled on a skirt and a purple sweater. As I went down stairs, I could not see Yumiko-san. Where had she gone? Hurriedly, I grabbed a hot cake from the table and left. As I departed, I had realized I did not know where to go. I did not know what to do. I scolded myself terribly for my stupidity. Then I heard the sound of a horn.

"Misaki-chan! I'll take you!"

I quickly climbed into the car.

"Please do your best to stop him." Yumiko-san implored. "I know he doesn't want to leave."

For some strange reason, I did not want him to either. I nodded. This made her smile.

"I believe in you."

This made me blush. I was rarely complimented and simple words such as these held great meaning in them. Soon, the airport came into view.

"Good luck,"

Then she left. I took a deep breathe, then entered the large building. A rush of cool air collided with me as I stepped onto the marble floor. Where was he? Noticing a sign directing me to the planes headed for London, I headed in the same direction. I walked stiffly, feeling very uncomfortable in an unfamiliar place. Soon I detected the hazelnut coloured hair which I had come to recognize.

"F-Fuji!"

He turned in surprise. Immediately, he walked over.

"How did you know I was here?" he asked with his usual mischievous grin. "Were you worried about me?"

"O-of course not!"

"So Yumiko-nee san told you?"

"She wants you to stay!" I blurted. "How could you be so self centered as to leave just like that!"

"And you don't want me to stay?"

Instinctively I responded, "Of course!"

I realized my hurtful mistake with horror.

"I-"

"I see." He replied with his permanent smile. "I'll relieve you of an enemy then."

"Could all passengers departing for London please head to gate 5"

He began to leave.

"Wait!" I cried, catching his sleeve.

He turned, his face showing no expression, and then he pulled away, towing his luggage behind. It was not until he was out of my sight, I apprehend what happened. Tears came to my eyes as I accepted failure. I could not bear to face Yumiko-san. She had trusted that I would be able to bring him back. I would only disappoint her. I made my way back by public transport. I felt so depressed that even the discomfort of being seated beside a stranger was overwhelmed. I held a passive air throughout the journey.

"This stop is Sensoji Temple."

Without realizing, I had passed the stop at which I was meant to depart. Memories of a beautiful garden came back. I decided to go there one more time, hoping it may comfort my distressed emotions. As I predicted, the girl was there again, this time sitting down and eating.

"Yumi-chan."

"Ehh! It's you! You came back!" she babbled, her mouth still full.

I winced as the contents came into view.

"Ehehe, gomen"

I did not reply, only sitting down beside her.

"What happened? It looks like you just broke up with that cute boyfriend of yours?!"

"He is NOT my boyfriend!"

She grinned.

"Gotcha."

I blushed furiously.

"So what happened?"

"He left."

"Left?"

"He left for London to study in a prestigious school."

"Which one?"

"I-I am not sure…"

"Might it be the London Imperial Academy? "

The name suddenly came back to me.

"How did you know?"

"Heehee, it's 'cos young master left for there today!"

"Really?"

"I miss young master but its reee-aallly hard to get in! You have to practically be a genius in one area!"

"I will go and bring Fuji back!"

I stood up, determined not to fail.

"Well, I'll come with you! I also miss young master so let's go together."

"Which subject will you choose to major in?" I questioned doubting her abilities.

"Cooking of course!" she grinned.

"Yes…"

"What about you?"

"Music… "

There was no choice. I would have to play violin against okaa-san's will.

"Well what are you waiting for?"

Two days later, we arrived in London and we proceeded to our respective entrance exams. We had borrowed Yumiko-san's money. My heart pounded as I separated with Yumi-chan. Gently I pushed open the large oak doors.

The three judges sat passively in a row. They had extremely strict expressions, with no hint of joy or happiness.

"You do realize that you are a late participant and you have no recommendation at all." The oldest judge sternly lectured.

"Yes."

"Your theme is lost love and you have one minute to decide your piece. No sheet music is allowed. Your time begins now."

Immediately, I thought of the day Fuji departed, that painful last glance he gave me haunted my memories. With his emotions in my heart, I began to play. The song flowed naturally. I poured my whole soul into expressing my lost sensation. I imagined first otou-san, then okaa-san leaving me. I was all alone. My isolation also flavoured the sound, causing an unbelievably sorrowful tone. The song ended and my string of emotions broke, drawing me back into reality. There was no noise. All was silent. Then, soft clapping slowly began to fill the peace.

"That was one of the most emotional pieces I have ever heard."

"A good choice too, Con Te Partiro(1) is very suitable for this theme."

"It brought tears to my eyes."

My heart leapt in joy as I heard the final words.

"You may enter with extra recommendation."

"Thank you very much!" I exclaimed, remembering to bow and speak in English.

"That little gesture of yours is very familiar, who is your mother?"

"Yui Tsukioka."

The three wizened judges gasped.

"Your mother was a most wonderful musician. She also studied here."

"She was my student," another added."May I assume that you were sent here by her?"

"I-I'm sorry but I came of my own accord."

"I see."

They clapped their hands and a young boy appeared at the door.

"This is Atobe Keigo, one of our top musicians. He plays piano and is rather talented."

"Nice to meet you," he bowed extravagantly.

"Atobe, please take this young lady around the campus and then show her to her room."

"Yes ,sir."

Then he turned to me.

"If you please,"

I followed his lead and I began to notice all the wonderfully designed architecture which resided in the structure of the school.

"Miii-chan!"

Yumi-chan launched herself at me, only to miss and knock Atobe-san over.

"Ah, sorry!"

Without seeming sorry at all, she faced me.

"I passed!"

I could not help but smile at her clumsy ways.

"Congratulations."

"Guess what! We are roommates!"

I was overjoyed. My greatest fear had been to stay with a stranger whom I did not know.

"That really is a relief."

I heard a polite cough.

"Excuse me."

"Sorry!"

Yumi-chan quickly jumped off a distressed Atobe-san.

"Now, Misaki, if you will this is the main entrance.

I looked up for the first time and noticed the towering arch. It was a magnificent sight, the entrance to the entire campus.

"And this way is the-"

"Hey! Whoever you are, you better not try and hit on Mi-chan! She has a boyfriend you know!"

"I do NOT!"

No matter how many times I had tried to protest, Yumi-chan kept insisting Fuji and I had an intimate relationship.

"Misaki."

I turned to face the awfully familiar voice.

"Seiichi-kun..."

His face broke into a grin as we acknowledged each other.

"Misaki! Where have you been these past years!" he asked passionately, wrapping me in a tight embrace.

"Ah, young master…" Yumi-chan mumbled in a low voice.

"Ehh? Yumi? How come you're here too?"

Upon hearing him address Yumi-chan so dearly sent an arrow of pain through my heart. They left together, telling tales of their adventures.

"That Yumi girl is so annoying."

I jumped, forgetting Atobe-san was still there.

"Kyaaaaa! Atobe!"

All around me, dozens of girls rushed towards him. Without hesitation, he put on a royal air and began to parade down the entrance path. The girls all followed, screaming for signatures and kisses.

Later that same day, an enveloped arrived. I opened it. Nothing but a little orange origami cat fell out.

"So he did remember," I thought warmly.

I had received my birthday gift.

A/N

Con Te Partiro is a famous and sad violin piece by Francesco Sartori. It literally means 'with you I will leave'

Well that's the chapter^^ It's the longest by far. The origami cat will be explained in chap 11 and yes, Atobe is THE Atobe! More information on the campus will be revealed. The school isn't actually real^^|

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Ja!~