Author's Notes: Siopan-san here! ^_^v This is the 2nd Chapter of 'Opposites Attract' I hope you guys still enjoy it! Please continue to read and review! Thank you thank you very muchhh for all the reviewers! I love you guys so much! ^_^ You made me extremely hyper!

Disclaimer: Flame of Recca isn't owned by me its copyright to Nobuyuki Anzai., so don't sue!

PS: *there's a jap vocabulary below for translations on the words i used*

Chapter Two - A Disasterous Day At Fuuko's


Mikagami groaned as he drove towards Fuuko's neighborhood. 'How did I get into this mess?! I mean, watching over Fuuko, is like being a zookeeper instead. *sigh* Supposedly, the only reason why I'm here was because Mrs. Kirisawa had hung up before I could even decline. Mmph! Wonder why she couldn't even take no for an answer.'

When he arrived in front of the Kirisawa residence, Fuuko's mother was standing by the driveway.

"Ne, Mikagami-san! Thank you very much for coming here for my daughter. It's just, you're the most trustworthy among the two other men who are in living room right now. But anyway, I have to get going now. I entrust you with my Fuuko and with my house! Please make yourself at home." Mrs. Kirisawa told him while patting his shoulder.

"Hai." 'Just great! Now I've got two more wild animals to deal with'

When Tokiya entered the house, he immediately raised a slender eyebrow at Recca.

The flame caster was wearing Mikagami's white jacket, and had his hair up in a very short ponytail. "Fuuko, I cannot bear to keep this in my heart any longer..." Recca started in a cool icy tone. "Ai shiteru, my dear darling.. I love you, deep in the depths of my heart!" he continued, not realizing the real Mikagami was right beside him.

Fuuko gritted her teeth and showed Recca her fist.

Yanagi threw a fit of giggles, while Domon was still knocked out on the ground since Fuuko had broken a vase on his head earlier before Tokiya arrived.

"Recca no Baka!" Mikagami muttered sharply.

Yanagi immediately stopped giggling when she heard his sharp tone and realized he was there.

"He he he..." Recca laughed nervously, taking off Mikagami's jacket and the gaudy ponytail on his head. "Errr.. look at the time, Hime! It's time to eat lunch back at my house, ne?" he told her as an excuse to escape.

".................."

"C'mon, Hime! Before the Ensui cuts my throat!" Recca hissed, tugging on her arm.

"H-hai, Recca-kun! Demo... what about Domon-kun?"

"I'd gladly get rid of him!" Fuuko offered sharply. 'I'd better get rid of these men soon! Before I use my Fuujin on these dopes!'

She picked up the bowl of miso soup on the table beside her, and poured its cold remains on Domon's face.

Domon got up wearily, rubbing his aching head.

"Sayonara Domon-chan!" Fuuko waved.

"But... but..." Domon stammered, then he suddenly noticed the Ensui Wielder. "Nani?! You're making me leave? For that man? Fuuko, I'm your only one remember?"

Recca suddenly started snickering again, "Now I know why you're so willing to get rid of Domon! It's because you want to spend some time alone with ice man!"

"Recca-kun!" Yanagi whispered, shaking her head.

"Recca!!! I'm really gonna kill you one day!!" Fuuko growled.

Yanagi decided to end the fist fight. "Mikagami-sempai, gomen nasai. We really should be off now. Kagero-san's lunch might be cold by the time we get back. Gomen ne." the healer apologized.

Mikagami simply nodded in response, still shooting killer looks at Recca,

"Eh, Fuuko. Get well soon, ne?" Yanagi told her.

"Hai! Arigatou!" Fuuko smiled.

"Well then, let's go!" Yanagi called, followed by a snickering Recca dragging a sulking Domon.

The second they left, Fuuko's eyes were wide when she realized the mess they had caused in the living room. "My mom's gonna kill me!!"

Tokiya picked up his jacket and dusted it off. 'Never trust an animal with your belongings'

Fuuko limped around the room, gathering the things lying on the floor in which she had used to hit Domon and Recca with.

"I'm sure your mother wouldn't like it if you stressed your left ankle because you'll be stuck wearing those bandages even for a longer period of time. "

"Well, then! Who else is here to help me? I'd never imagine you cleaning up!" she protested.

"How right you are!" Mikagami replied coldy. "But there are house cleaners, if you must know!"

"But I'm fresh out of cash, if YOU must know!"

But he ignored her and headed towards the phone. 'I'm only doing this because Mrs. Kirisawa trusted me with her house' he told himself.

'What on earth?! He can't be doing this... knowing him, he probably won't pay for the house cleaners. He wouldn't dare leave me in debt, would he?' Fuuko thought angrily.

Just as Mikagami raised the phone and dialed a number, Fuuko was limping as fast as she could towards him.

When the Wind Child was about to snatch the phone from him, she suddenly felt more pain in her left ankle than ever before. "ITAI!!" she yelped, trying to get a hold of something to support her from falling. But unfortunately... she had grabbed unto a ledge of an unsturdy old shelf right beside her. "Aieeeeeeee!!!!"

Mikagami turned around just in time to see Fuuko hanging unto the shelf, which was falling right on her because of her weight. He immediately dropped the phone and ran towards her. 'How on earth does this woman survive everyday?!'

**CRASH**

Tokiya was brisk enough to be able to reach Fuuko and shove her out on time without getting both of them hit by the shelf. They both ended up on the floor, in another one of their really awkward positions. (-_-)

He immediately got up, brushing himself.

Fuuko still sat there, unconciously blushing, because of Mikagami's deed towards her.

"Well, Fuuko. Looks like you've earned yourself a broken bookshelf, a worse conditioned sprain and unwrapped bandages." Mikagami snorted.

The Wind Goddess rubbed her badly swollen ankle and tried to wrap her bandages back and glancing nervously at the broken shelf, with damaged books lying around. 'Itai! I am so dead when my mother arrives and sees her shelf ruined.. Why did it have to be so unsteady?!'

For a few minutes, Fuuko fussed over her bandages, trying to roll them back on uselessly, while Mikagami simply stood beside her.

"Well, you aren't going to spend the whole day with an impossible task of re-using used bandages, are you?" he mumbled.

Fuuko's temper slowly rose again, "Hmm.. maybe it's because I am not able to walk on my own to the first-aid kit upstairs!!!" she replied sarcastically.

"If that's the case, why on earth do you think Mrs. Kirisawa called me?! Do you think I'm here because I want to watch you act like an idiot?" he retorted, crossing his arms.

"FINE, THEN!! THE FIRST-AID IS IN THE UPSTAIRS BATHROOM BEHIND THE MEDICINE CABINET!" she shrieked. 'Oh kami-sama! First Recca and Domon get on my nerves, now here comes Mr. Sophiscated to make matters worse!'

Suprisingly, he walk upstairs and came back carrying a white metal box on his hand. Without a word, he kneeled beside her and wrapped her ankle with new bandages. Fuuko felt herself turn red once again, insecure with her position beside him.

She looked into his eyes and noticed something, 'His ice blue eyes.. don't seem to be as cold as they normally are when I'm up-close. They're soo.. serious, but kind of gentle..' But Fuuko got ahold of herself 'What on earth am I thinking?! I mean like, nani? His eyes?!'

Eventually finished, Mikagami helped her up and led her to the chair. 'Better to help her up than to carry her. When carrying a monkey, once is enough. I should remind myself, I'm doing this because I respect Mrs. Kirisawa's trust towards me'

"Demo.. Mi-chan." Fuuko stammered, trying to cool herself down. "Arigatou" 'Kind of deja vu in a way... I mean, when I was the one who wrapped Mikagami's bandage in the UBS after his fight with Mokuren.'

Tokiya pushed the unsturdy shelf back to the wall, and glanced at the scattered books on the floor.

Fuuko sat there frozen. "Oh kami-sama!" she uttered after finally regaining her composure from the embarassing situation. Suddenly, she realized something. "This room is a huge disaster!!!" she screeched, looking around the former living room that now looked liked a pigsty.

Just then, Tokiya walked towards the phone again. 'I had better make this call, now!'

"Just what are you doing, Mi-chan?!"

.No response.

"Don't you just get it at all?! I have no money with me right now! Not unless you're expecting my mum's cash, 'cuz she's strict you know! Which she probably won't lend me, not unless she gives me a choice of paying it up until I'm like thirty, by doing all the chores or by getting kicked out of the house!!" Fuuko babbled endlessly.

"BAKA! Who died and forced you to keep on believing that someone from the Kirisawa clan was gonna pay for this?" Mikagami hissed. "Besides, I should call the house cleaners and a carpenter, now, before you do something crazy again."

.This time, it was Fuuko who didn't respond.

~*...FEW HOURS LATER...*~

Fuuko glanced at the two maids cleaning up the room, the carpenter hammering on the loose ledges of the shelf, and then to the Ensui Master who was reading a magazine. By this time, she had completely vented from her anger.. and her embarassment. So she was now back to her old genki self.

"I'm sooo bored." Fuuko muttered under her breath, switching of the television.

Just as she tossed the remote control on the table, she noticed a yellow film envelope. "Oi, Mi-chan! I just remembered I had our pictures from the Black Martial Arts tournament developed!"

"How exciting.." he muttered sarcastically, not moving his eyes away from the magazine.

"C'mon, Mi-chan. I'm gonna give you one of our group pictures!" she insisted.

"I'd rather not."

"Plus, a solo picture of Yanagi! And, I'm gonna give you another picture of both of you together."

Tokiya slightly lifted his head from the newspaper, "Yanagi and I never took our own solo picture together. She was with Recca in those kind of shots, remember?" he raised an eyebrow, emphasizing on Recca's name.

The Wind Child ran a hand over her hair, but giggled and tried to brighten the conversation. "Gomen ne! But here are the other two pictures that exist anyway!"

Shoving the photos into his hand, Tokiya eventually looked at them anyway.

"Well?! Aren't you going to keep them?!"

"Maybe later.."

"You should be thankful I'm giving these to you! So show some appreciation, now would ya?"

Just then, the front door opened and Fuuko's mom entered the house staring at the three strangers workers in the living room with wide eyes.

"Mikagami-san, Fuuko?" she immediately inquired.

"Mrs. Kirisawa, I've taken care of it... since after all, she was under my responsibility." he explained.

Mrs. Kirisawa eyed her daughter.

"Alright, alright! I'm gonna have to pay him back!" Fuuko replied dully.

"Arigatou Gozaimas, Mikagami-san! What will I ever do without you when my daughter is here! You're someone who has earned my trust fully!" the older woman told him.

"Ooh, and by the way.. I have a little something for both of you to put in your wallets." Fuuko's mother added, taking out two wallet sized photos from her purse and handing it to them.

"N-NANDATO?!!!" Fuuko shrieked, when she looked at them.

'Nani?! A picture.. of Fuuko and I? We actually had a picture together during the tournament?!' Mikagami thought, eyes growing slightly wider.

"Now, now, now! Both of you had better keep those in your pockets! You know how much the two of you look so good together!" she reminded them.

"Mother!!" Fuuko yelled, red with frustration and embarassment (again). 'Is she trying to humiliate me? What on earth is buzzing in her head?!'

Mrs. Kirisawa simply smirked, motioning them to keep the snapshots.

Mikagami tucked it into the pocket of his jacket reluctantly, while Fuuko rolled her eyes and shoved it into the pocket of her shorts.

Fuuko's mom smiled, 'Never realized it was this exciting to play matchmaker with my daughter. Wait'll she gets whiff of the other things I've planned in store for her with Mikagami!'

~*End of Chapter 2*~

Author's Notes: Well, how was it? I hope it turned out pleasing to you guys, anyway! ^_^v

PS: If you were wondering why Tokiya respects Mrs. Kirisawa so much, it's kinda like the same way why he respects Kage Houshi.

Japanese Vocabulary
1. Ai shiteru - I love you
2. Baka - idiot
3. Hime - princess
4. Demo - but
5. Gomen nasai / gomen ne - sorry
6. Sayonara - goodbye
7. Nani / Nandato- what?
8. Arigatou - thank you
9. Itai - pain, *ouch!*
10. kami - god
11. Genki - full of energy
(are these too much jap words? i mean, should i lessen then or something?)