Red Diamond

Heya! Exams are finally over!

I don't know what to feel... some relative on my mother's side, whom I've barely met once, died an untimely death, and I don't know if I'm supposed to feel sad about someone whose name I don't even know. Plus, this is one of those days when I have weird mood swings, so today I'm feeling like shit for no specific reason. I don't know if I should be happy that I had an amazing math exam, or sad that someone died. Oh wait...

I was going to audition for Dance+3 this time, but to no avail due to my 'studies' and bullshit. I really wanted to! And by the looks of the show now, I could've easily made way to the top twelve at least! I really had the shock of my life when it was announced that DYTTO and FIK-SHUN were coming this season! Dammit, I missed it all!

Okay, so no one actually added this story to favs or followed it, so thanks only to my reviewers. This chapter is not going to have that much of humor quotient, and another thing – there is kinda surprise waiting for you at the end of the chapter, hinting you for the sequel (I know it's too early but I'm a person who cannot keep people in suspense for long).

Let's get on with the story. It's kinda Fuuto-centric again, but we'll get to see more of the other characters in the next chapters. I hope you like the chapter.

Disclaimer: You know... No anime but the OCs.

Chapter 26: Troubled Friendship

Sabrina's POV

I woke up the next morning, and felt like a hundred trucks had hit my head. It hurt so much that I had to hold it with my hands, afraid it would fall off. It felt so heavy! I went to the nearest washroom to wash my face, and took aspirin to get rid of the throbbing in my head. After getting ready, I tried to remember what happened the previous night, but the last thing I could remember was Fuuto.

And I wasn't naïve enough to not realize that I had been drugged, even in such a condition.

I stormed up to the main hall in pure rage, but the second I reached it, I put on an innocent smile with traces of anger still evident in my eyes. The atmosphere was quiet – everyone was minding their own business. Not now... the hurricane is here!

"Uhm uhm, "I coughed to get everyone's attention. From the corner of my eye, I saw Fuuto looking at me quizzically. At peace? No more!

With the sweetest of voices, I asked, "Good morning! Can someone please tell me what happened last night?" At the end of the sentence, the voice changed much into a threat-like tone, with the smile slowly vanishing.

"You were intoxicated," Azusa answered, and Tsubaki continued, "By Fuuto."

I again had that oh-so-sweet smile, and in a sugary-sweet voice, I asked him, "And my dear, why did you do that?"I kept my voice sweet, but had a death glare on him.

"You slapped me..." He said in a barely audible voice, still the rest heard it.

"What!? She slapped you?" Tsubaki said, amused – just like the others. Yuusuke had a victory smile on his face, as if he had done that. Fuuto was embarrassed, and immediately rose from his seat, angrily walking over to the elevator, yelling, "None of your business!"

After he was gone, everyone burst laughing in the room, with Yuusuke exclaiming, "That's the moment I had been waiting for all my life! You did it, Sabrina!" He threw his fists in the air. It looked as if the whole family was celebrating in my victory, as if all of them were against Fuuto.

"But hey, why did you slap him?" Tsubaki asked, and everyone's heads turned to my direction. Hehe. I couldn't tell them that I slapped him because he was trying to forcibly kiss me. That would land him up in a huge trouble and otherwise too, would be very embarrassing.

Tell them that he did that. It would serve him right!

All of them were curiously looking at my face, expecting an answer. "I..." I finally spoke, "...got fed up of his stupid demands." Hush! They were probably convinced by my answer.

"That was obvious." Azusa said, "He has weird demands."

"And a weird attitude." Tsubaki added.

"He is weird." Yuusuke stated. I wasn't going to let him off the hook that easily. After all, he had dared to mess with me – the great nobody me! I had fans... they weren't just visible with naked eyes.

O~O~O

Just as I had said that I wasn't letting Fuuto away that easily, I was flooded with ideas to prank him. Yes, pranks were the best options – they weren't offending at all. And for my prank for the guy, I had been searching online for stores nearby to find the requisite material – all thanks to Yuusuke, who had once told me that Fuuto was scared of ghosts and horror stuff. I sneaked out of the house in the noon and bought them.

Later, I checked if he was home or not, and thankfully he wasn't. I got to know that he would be returning home the same night, which gave the perfect chance for my plan to ensue.

Next, I needed someone who could help me with it. I couldn't ask Yuusuke, since he was on the very verge of failing in math and was practicing at the moment, so I went for the next two people who came into my mind.

"Tsubaki-san! Azusa-san! I need your help!" I knocked on their doors, and they opened at the same time, with a bit of concerned expressions on their faces.

"What happened?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine," I said, placing my hands on my hips, "But I have a feeling that I'm going to give someone a heart attack this evening." I smirked, and perhaps they got the idea, because their faces comparably changed.

"Count us in." Tsubaki said.

I lead them to Fuuto's room – which I had entered for the first time myself – and saw that there was hardly any interior. Just a simple bed, a dressing table, a cupboard, and- that's it. Maybe it was almost-empty because he was out of town most of the time? Too simple for my taste, anyway.

I emptied the polythene that contained the 'decorating' items while Azusa shut the door behind us.

"It's a pity that this brat doesn't lock his room." Tsubaki said, and I nodded. With evil grins on both of our faces, we shut the curtains, partially blocking out the soon-fading daylight, and I whispered, "This dude's gonna regret it all." He nodded, looking at me.

"Are you both gonna keep this detective-type expression all the time? You're giving me the creeps." Azusa chuckled.

We set up different types of horror posters on his walls, replaced the tube-light with a defected one, and kept a portable speaker connected to my phone in his drawer, filled with blood-curling screams and what not. To be honest, even I wanted to exit the room as quickly as possible, because I knew that I wouldn't be able to sleep easily after watching such horrid photographs. I admit, I was afraid of horror stuff as well.

I literally had a mini heart-attack when Tsubaki tried to scare me. I was alarmed to such an extent that I ran and hugged Azusa tightly. Thankfully I didn't kill the poor guy by squeezing too much – I grabbed him so tight as if he was my only refuge.

"You don't need to be scared so much." Tsubaki frowned, I didn't know why, and detached my hands from Azusa's shirt.

O~O~O

We were done by the evening, and before we could disperse from the spot, we heard someone's footsteps in the hallway. With no intention of getting caught in someone else's chamber, we three jumpily searched for a place to hide, and slid underneath the bed.

The door opened, and Fuuto walked in, lost in his phone, typing. That was certainly not our plan – to be hidden in his room and watch the show, but we were doing so, and it was more than fine for me to see his scared face. I looked at the two beside me, and they were animatedly waiting for the show to begin. We peeped from under the bed. Fine with me.

Fuuto's hand reached for the electricity board while he was still busy staring at the screen, and he fumbled with the switch. He switched it on, but no sign of light was there. He removed his eyes from his phone and clicked the switch on and off several times, but to no avail. "Why isn't this goddamn light working!" He huffed in annoyance, and then his sight fell on our decorations. We three tried hard to stifle our laughter as we watched his mien change from an annoyed one to a horrified one.

It's time! I pressed the play button, and the screams began erupting from the speaker in full volume, very clear even through the wooden drawer. It was creepy for me as well, but I couldn't afford to miss the brat's face.

He let out an ear-piercing scream and ran out of the room, closing his eyes tight and shutting both his ears with his palms. The three of us could no longer suppress our laughter, and we burst out laughing. We crawled out of the bed; I took my speakers from the drawer, and searched for him. He was on the fifth floor, breathing heavily, but not letting out any word because the others were there too, wondering what had happened to him. However, the look of fear was still evident on his face.

We came down the stairs laughing, holding our stomach. Everyone looked at us questioningly, especially the frightened idol, who was running his fingers through his hair. A look of realization passed on his ace as he thundered, "Oh let me guess – it was you guys who did that!"

We laughed even more in response, slightly nodding our heads.

"What did you do?" Kaname asked, arching his brows.

"You won't believe..." Azusa said, giggling.

"We pranked him!" Tsubaki cheered, "See the look on his face! Haha!"

Yuusuke seemed a bit too enthusiastic about that, and he enthusiastically asked, "What did you do!?"

"Don't you dare tell them..." Fuuto glared at us. I stuck out my tongue at him, and with pride as high as Mount Everest, I declared, "That's what you get for drugging the boss!" He glared and turned his face away.

"So, as you all know that this guy here is scared of ghosts," I said, giggling in between, "We actually gave his room a make-over. Looks like he didn't like it enough..."

The others realized what I was saying and the whole room erupted in laughter.

"Really, Fuuto..." Masaomi said, laughing.

"Now who's the scaredy cat?" Yuusuke sneered.

"Shut up!" Fuuto said. He moved to go back, and then a minute later, returned halfway through as he remembered the condition of his room. This made us laugh even more.

"Clean my room first!" He yelled.

"Oh my, that isn't good for your throat." I faked concern.

"Shut up. And remember this – it isn't over yet." He warned.

O~O~O

Let's skip to two weeks, when it was the first of February – fourteen days to Valentine's Day. It was also the first day of the new batch for the students promoting from middle school to high school. And because we were the senior secondary students, we were supposed to prepare for their welcoming. Yuusuke, Sasakura, Mahoko and I were stationed at the entrance, greeting the fresh faces as they examined the school, and directing them to their classes. My sight was on the gate, as I saw them crowding up in the premises. A girl... another girl... a group of boys... another girl... Azusa- oh wait, is he going to do his schooling all over again?

"Azusa-san! What's he doing here?" I asked Yuusuke as Azusa approached us.

"Hey, how's the day going?" Azusa casually asked.

"Why are you here?" Yuusuke asked.

"Yeah, and all dressed up?" I added.

"Well, apparently Masaomi, Ukyo and Kaname were all busy, and I was the one next in line to be the guardian." Azusa said. I was about to ask about Tsubaki, but then: Tsubaki as a guardian? If he had a guardian angel, then she would be face-palming right now, looking at his condition. He should be the one to enter a school and announce, "The one who gets to the auditorium first gets three hundred yen!" Never mind.

"Our guardian?" Yuusuke asked, and Azusa replied, "Of course not. I'm here for someone else."

"Who?" I implored, and the next moment, a car pulled up to the entrance of the school, and guess who showed up? Our dear Fuuto Asakura.

"Why the hell is he here?!" Yuusuke shrieked. Fuuto was dressed up in the juniors' school uniform, and it wasn't a difficult task to tell why he was there. Amongst the excited squeals of the female students, he stalked over to us, and respectfully bowed before us, and whispered, "A pleasant surprise, isn't it, nee-san?" He straightened his back and said, "Please take care of me." And swiftly walked off. Just like that. Leaving us in a daze of what just happened. Yeah. Just like that.

"No..." Yuusuke cried.

"Yes..." Mahoko whispered, unable to control her excitement. And that's when I remembered that she was his fan.

"You have a boyfriend." I reminded Mahoko, and smiled.

O~O~O

"So, what about that function?" Yuusuke asked, as we were walking idly in the school. We had nothing to do at all, since the newcomers had an orientation session, and all the teachers were busy conducting it.

"Yes, the annual day function," I said, "The teachers are asking us dancers to choose partner for the dance. It can be a non-dancer as well, but I doubt if anyone would be able to catch up to the steps."

"Then, whom have you chosen?" He asked me.

"No one, actually. It is just the day after the valentines' day, so everyone has a partner, but I don't." I replied, sighing. Suddenly, he volunteered, "I can go with you."

"Huh? Will you be able to dance?" I asked in disbelief.

"Of course I would. I wouldn't let anyone else take you." He stated with passion. We locked eyes, and I could feel something was wrong.

"Why?" I simply asked.

"I just wouldn't." He said with so much devotion in his voice that I feared the commitment was to something else. It sure was something other than the step-siblings or friends' relation. I wasn't so naïve; his eyes were soft, and his voice reflected more concern than usual, as well as determination.

And I was reminded of Subaru.

"Um..." I broke the eye contact by all of a sudden averting my eyes and turning around, "I should go see the orientation session." I walked off without sparing him another glance.

I went over to the garden area, where there was no one else but me, my thoughts, and numerous cherry blossoms covering the scene. I wanted to sort out my mind with what was right and what was not. I needed peace. In the scenery of all pink and white, I saw an unmoving hand with its source from behind a tree. I walked towards it, and was greeted with my sleeping brother.

I kneeled down next to him, and watched him sleep. He seemed much more innocent than he really was. "...nee-san..." He mumbled in an almost inaudible voice, "...don't... do this..."

Sleep-talking? What is he even dreaming about? I wasn't exactly glad to know that he was dreaming something about me. Was he murdering me in his sleep? Or pushing me off a cliff? He continued, "...If you do this... I won't be able to... control myself..."

Maybe I lost all my curiousness to know what he was dreaming. It was certainly bad. I got back on my feet to leave but I was pulled back by a hand. I was instantaneously face-to-face with Fuuto, who was now smiling down at me.

"What the hell?"

"Did my acting convince you?"

"Were you acting?!" I exclaimed, "That was fab!" We got up, my wrist still in his hands. I was still distracted by the talk with Yuusuke, yet I praised on this guy to turn off my mind from the rush, "You're getting good at this."

"Am I?" He again had a playful smirk on his face. The next moment, I felt my back slam on the tree behind me, and then he left my wrist. I understood his intentions. "Fuuto, no."

He shot his hands beside him, and said, "Not forcing you this time."

"No."

"This is your chance to run."

"I never run."

He smirked and stepped closer. "Then it's your fault."

I sighed and said, "Fuuto plea-" Before I could complete, his lips met with mine, and he brought his other hand to my shoulder. Because he was looking really funny being so near, I closed my eyes, still reluctant to his demand. A couple of seconds later, he pulled away from the blushing mess – that was me – and said, "That was better than I had expected." He cupped my cheek, "Don't worry, it'll stay between both of us. Just wait and watch as I make your school life fifty shades more interesting." He stepped back, and I averted my eyes.

"I didn't consent for that." I remarked, and he mocked me, "Oh I love anticipation."

He walked off, "See you later, if you're lucky." He really didn't have to add the last three words.

I grasped the end of my sleeve, looking at nothing, practically, and sighed.

What on earth had I gotten myself into?

Wee, that is it. I just wanted to write a kiss in Sabrina's POV. Hope you weren't bored.

And about the glimpse? Here it is!

'Love is an obsession. It's the madness that runs in your veins.'
"You cannot understand me... ever, because you've never been in love. I have. And I got myself wounded." She looked back at him, her signature smile regaining its place, "But I love those wounds."

So much for waiting all this time...

Okay please review, and add this story to your favs and follows. The next glimpse will be given after three or four chapters at max, and the next chapter will be posted very soon. Till then, hold on, and keep reading.

Love,
Diamond Shyn