AN: Hi! This is my first-ever fanfic so please, please read and review… It's a Tokiya+Fuuko fanfic and I know that some things in here do not exist in the ~FOR~ world so Gomen Nasai but I really didn't know how to replace them. So… Comments and Criticisms are always welcome! I guess I have A LOT and A LOT of room for improvement anyway… hai… by the way, this fic is after book 16 or the anime series so, please please ignore bk 17 onwards… Arigato!

Disclaimer: None of the Flame of Rekka characters belong to me. Only this plot…

Fuuko's POV

I walked down the corridor of the hotel we were staying in for the moment. So many things had happened…It's probably affected Mi-chan worse. But I was glad to see that the previous day, he apparently had gotten over it. Maybe he was still having a hard time, but sure, he was doing a good job covering it up.

Maybe he needs help… It must be traumatic knowing a teacher who brought you up killed your beloved sister… I thought as my legs led me to the door of his room. I gathered my courage and lifted my hand to knock, but—

"What do you want?" said Mi-chan as the door swung open.

"Er…um… Are you having dinner with us?" I stammered. Gosh, Fuuko! You're stupid! Can't you even ask him a simple question like How're you doing?! I mentally slapped myself.

Mi-chan looked at me with his famed 'You're-hiding-something' look. But, soon, he just shrugged and said, "I guess so, monkey."

He closed the door before I could retort.

**6 hours later**

Rekka's POV

Domon, Hime, Fuuko, Koganei, Kaasan, Mikagami, Ganko and I sat down at the Dinner Buffet in the Hotel. We ate and argued over who would foot the bill. Of course, as usual, I was forced to in the end.

"Do I look pretty, Fuuko-neechan?" Ganko asked Fuuko. She had worn dark red lipstick and drawn her eyebrows and eyelashes in purple. And as far as a guy could know about make-up, Ganko definitely put on too much. Her face powder-white, lips red and eyes decorated with purple, she was an insult to even a vampire. I snorted in an feeble attempt to hide my laughter. Ganko turned her little head at me and glared. "Boys don't know anything about what's pretty and what's not." She said angrily.

The sudden explosion that took place at our table shocked every single, and I mean everyone, person in the whole restaurant. Domon, Koganei and I had burst out into laughter while Ganko jumped about whacking us hardly on the head shouting "Baka". Kaasan, well, Ganko would not love this, but she too seemed rather amused at Ganko's 'I'm a Vamp' face as she tried to force a smile out of her lips.

When Ganko had finished venting her anger, and the three of us stopped laughing, I suddenly realized Fuuko had not said a word but merely stared down at her food.

"Fuuko? Hey, Fuuko? Are you okay?" I asked as my hand shook itself in front of her face.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, nothing's wrong. Where were we?" she said, shaking herself out of her thoughts.

I stared at her. Had she gone temporarily deaf or something? Wait, make that blind too. Even passersby noticed the commotion that had taken place at our table. She didn't notice at all? That was too unlike Fuuko.

Then, I realized that someone else was not talking when he ought to be making sarcastic remarks. My eyes darted over to Mikagami. But all he was doing was sitting down and staring at Fuuko. I raised an eyebrow.

Something weird was going on.

AN: Okay, That's the start! I know it's kinda short and barely says anything about the story but… Chapter 2 is coming right up! This is, erm… you could say, the Prolouge? Please review… tell me if it sucks or anything…