(Hey guys and girls it's ThatMentalEagle here! Jeez, it's been a long time, hasn't it? I've been the worst person in the world because I've let you guys down. I had exams at school, I was sick, I felt depressed, I don't know what was wrong with me. I remember, when I started this what, eleven months ago? The first fanfiction I wrote was for Yusari Michealis, that terrible Satoshi X Yui fluff? I was so bad at writing back then, and I still am now to be honest. That was after I started talking to the coolest person on earth, Porpoise360 [whose name I won't give out for personal reasons, unless she lets me]. You guys [and girls, calm down] are the most amazing and supportive people in the world, and there's no way for me to ever repay you for the kindness I've been shown. That's why this terrible fanfiction I'm about to give you lot is the start of me making it up to you all. Enjoy!)

Kai stared at his journal, his hand cramped and the pencil beside him broken. Was it weird for him to write stories about his friends? Even after he died in Heavenly host, he liked writing romance stories about his friends and other people, they usually included people from this other school, Kirasagi Academy, was it? Whatever. He always made sure his other friends (they're dead too, by the way) wouldn't find this journal, these tales of fiction about them, so not to break the belief that he's a bad boy and a jerk.

He didn't always write his stories though, there was this one story he'd never forget, and it was about him and the love of his life...

The school bell rung, a needed reminder of the end of the lesson for the few students who slept through the lesson. Kai was one of these few, to say the least. The bell was like an alarm clock, beckoning him to the world of the awake, where he wasn't the most famous man in all the Galaxy. He's look up as others left the class before him, and as Tohko would pass him without noticing he was there. He left the class and followed her to his next lesson (for story logic, because they're obviously in all the same classes). He'd take his seat behind her (as usual) and watch her write down notes, answer questions and other things. He'd finally decided that he would ask her-

"Kai?"

Kai looked up, who woke him up from his daydream? He loved thinking about that story. A floating Emi was reading his journal with Mitsuke, as they both giggled with every turn of the page. His eyes widened and he snatched it back, flipping through quickly to make sure all the stories were still there. He almost fainted when he saw that one was missing, and it was about him and Tohko! (Obviously, for plot development. Is this getting annoying? Sorry. You look stunning, by the way.) he looked up a second time to see the two had vanished, and he panicked. He searched all the halls, classrooms and extra room desperately before coming across Tohko, Emi and Mitsuke. Tohko looked at Kai with disgust, as he stepped towards her.

"Tohko, they're joking, it's not true!"

Tohko was confused by this, and looked at him with curiosity.

"Wait, what's not true?" She asked, leaving Kai in the worst situation possible. "That I write stories about us!" He shouted, as she looked at him with shock.

"You do that?" She said, giggling. "Why would you do that?"

Kai didn't understand what was happening, before looking at Emi and Mitsuke, who had a smirk on their face. He was tricked, badly. His ghostly blue face turned red as he looked away. He was too ashamed to look at the three as he left them alone. Tohko understood what had happened and ran after him, giving him a quick kiss...

Er.. Tried too. She actually just floated through him and they both laughed. Tohko decided she rather speak to him than the other two at that point and they went back to what had become Kai's classroom.

[And then they fu-]

"Who next?"

"Well, we got them, Kensuke and Seiko, and Kizami and Yui done, what about Mayu and Fukuroi?"

"Sure, next time."

(I hope you all enjoyed this terrible story, and I'll see you next time, no matter how far away next time is.)