A/N: Ahhh, I'm so happy you guys enjoyed my fic!! ^^ Tee hee, well, anyway, this chapter is dedicated to everyone who reviewed! Thank you all!

You know what I realized? Someone told me "eiichi" or something like that means some kind of pervert in Japanese. Well, actually, its "eechi" or something. Sounds the same, apparantly, but I wasn't aiming for that type of name, so… ;-; Please excuse that.

Well, enjoy chapt.2! Please R/R!

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN KODOMO NO OMOCHA. IT ALL BELONGS TO MIHO OBANA.

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Hayama Akito was not one to mess with. He was not one to make fun of, not one to keep waiting. Even new kids who didn't know him didn't dare to try. However, the new kid, Yamaaki Keiichi, was seemed to be ignorant of this.

"Oi, I'm leaving," he called to the helpless, pale guy 12 steps behind him who was frozen in the same spot since Tsuyoshi, Naozumi, and Yuta left.

"Wha--?" Keiichi snapped out of his thoughts and ran up to Akito. "You're not one to wait, are you?" Akito responded with a roll of his eyes and walked on. "I'll take that as a 'yes' then…"

Akito stopped abruptly in front of a chestnut door and opened it. It creaked loudly and all the guys inside looked at the new arrivals.

"Well, well, well. You're certainly late." Laiier Kirk smirked as he walked over with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Keiichi's eyes widened and looked away, only to find that everyone in the room except him (and Akito) were in towels.

Akito gazed at him and walked past to his locker. At that moment where Kirk was ready to advance on the poor Keiichi, a door from the right opened and a man in his 30's walked out and over to Keiichi.

"Ah, I assume you're Yamaaki Keiichi, right?" He boomed. Keiichi nodded timidly. "I'm your gym teacher, Daredei-sensei. Let me take you to your locker and there you can leave your stuff and change." He ushered the Junior over to a locker in the back, near 3 geeks who had their face covered with zits. Not noticing the gym teacher, they were hovered over a magazine and looking very happy.

"Hot damn, I'd give anything to see her in person!" moaned one.

"See who?" Daredei-sensei boomed.

"Eeeeep!" the magazine was flung into the air and the 3 jumped up. Daredei-sensei caught the magazine and looked at it.

"Kurata Sana again? I'll admit—if I was your age, I'll be having a crush on her too, but honestly! P.E can't go on like this!" the teacher faced the rest of the class.

"You come in, change, go out to play a sport, and come back to shower. Then you go to your last class and go home. There's no time to be looking at celebrities!" he roared as he turned back to the trembling 3, his eyes dangerously wild. "If I catch anyone looking at these magazines during my time, I'll be sure to make you rip each page one by one!" After another minute of glaring, he sighed and looked at Keiichi. "There's your locker." He walked away from the gaping Keiichi.

"Oh wait—your gym uniform hasn't arrived yet… well, then I guess you can just play in those clothes, unless you want to skip P.E," Daredei-sensei nodded towards Keiichi.

Guess I'm saved… Keiichi thought as he and his fellow classmates shuffled out of the locker room.

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"'eiichi! 'eiichi! Yo, wait up, man!" Keiichi spun around to find three sweating, panting boys along with one boy with earphones, who apparently was walking at his own pace, without a care in the world.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you," Keiichi grinned apologetically.

"Nah, it's alright man. Look, its Tuesday, and since we don't have much homework, mind if we crash at your house today?" Yuta  asked. Keiichi paled slightly and replied a bit too quickly.

"Err, well, my house is still 'remodeling' and we're still um, unpacking and all, so…" he shrugged slightly, "Sorry guys."

"Awww, guess we gotta go to your place again, 'zumi." Tsuyoshi groaned.

"My place is perfectly fine! What the hell are you complaining about?!?!" Naozumi put his fist to Tsuyoshi's face who jerked back.

"Dude, I wasn't bagging on your place, man! Just your friggin' trumpet! Always playing that friggin' thing like there's no tomorrow!" Tsuyoshi smacked Naozumi's head.

"I'd admit to that!" Yuta laughed at his two brawling friends.

"You want some of this?!" Naozumi sent a fake punch to Yuta's face who laughed heartily and lowered his head slightly.

"Oi, shaddap." Naozumi and Tsuyoshi stopped play-fighting and looked up. Keiichi stopped grinning and looked at Akito who looked pissed off. "Just go to my place."

"Errrr, sure your sister won't mind?" Tsuyoshi looked nervous.

"To hell with her." Akito muttered and walked on. Tsuyoshi looked at Yuta for help. Yuta shrugged and followed Akito, along with Tsuyoshi.

"Can 'eiichi come?" Naozumi yelled after his friend. Akito looked at them for a minute and walked on. "Okay, come on 'eiichi!" Naozumi started to walk north.

"He didn't say yes though."

"That look meant yes, so come on already!"

"Alright, alright, alright!!!!" Keiichi raced after his new friends.

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"Dude, your place is tight!" Yuta complimented as he walked through the door.

"Never been here before?" Keiichi inquired.

"Naw, 'yoshi and 'zumi have though."

"Ah."

"AKITO!!!!!!!" A feminine cry came from the kitchen. Akito looked disinterested and motioned for the four boys to follow him to his room. "HAYAMA AKITO, I'M WARNING YOU, COME HERE RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Tsuyoshi and Naozumi winced as Yuta and Keiichi looked at each other wide-eyed.

"That your sister?" Keiichi whispered.

"Mm." Akito stopped in front of his room and fished out a key from his pocket. Unlocking his door, he went in and stopped. Looking pointedly at the guys, they realized they were supposed to come in.

"Sweet." Yuta complimented yet again.

"AKITO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Stay here, lemme go shut my sister's f—kin' trap." Akito left and slammed the door. Minutes later, shouting aroused.

"He's not going to abuse her—is he??" Keiichi wondered.

"Nah, he's not that type of guy to abuse his family. Though he sure bullshits about them a hell lot." Tsuyoshi answered.

"Oh… oh shit!" Keiichi bolted from his seat on the floor and went over to his backpack.

"What is it?" Yuta looked at the frantic Keiichi.

"Need to call my mom…"

"Aw, who cares? After some lecturing, she'll shut up soon enough," Tsuyoshi said, leaning back in Akito's chair.

"I don't know about your moms," Keiichi snorted, "but my mom's gonna kill me if I don't call her."

Keiichi rummaged some more through his backpack and finally stopped. "Alright, I bought it!" He took out a small cell phone, completely silver lined with black one the left side and blue on the other. On the back were the words: REI-KUN'S

"Who's Rei-kun?" Yuta looked at the words.

"Ain't that the name of Sana's manager?" Naozumi pointed out.

"Oh come on," Keiichi laughed nervously, "there's a thousand Rei-kuns out there."

"True enough, which Rei-kun is this one?"

"My, uh, older brother."

"Oo, you guys fight a lot?" Yuta looked away from the miniature dinosaur on Akito's desks.

"Not really."

"Hmph," the door opened and slammed shut again. Akito walked to his bed and flopped on it.

"Things alright 'yama?" Naozumi asked.

"F—king b—ch won't shut up about anything. Dad came home and he sent me here." Akito sat up and glared at his dinosaur. "F—king old man will always take her side."

By the looks of Akito's face, Keiichi knew better not to ask about Akito's mom. His eyes wandered to Akito's desk and saw a beautiful woman with a small baby in her arms. Guess that's his mom…

"Aren't you gonna call your mom?" Yuta tried to break the silence.

"Oh right!" After pressing some buttons, Keiichi heard his mom pick up. "Mama? Er, I mean, Mom? Look, I'm at a friend--" He looked at Akito and stuttered a bit, "Um, well, at this guy's house along with his friends…"

"Dude, aren't we your friends too?" demanded Naozumi, sitting up straight.

"Sorry!" Keiichi quickly said to Naozumi and listened to his mom's words. "Come home before—WHAT?! Mo-om! Of course not! Hell no—I mean, no way! No… no… okay… well—damn, I mean, dang! Um, yeah, well, ja." He clicked the OFF button and looked sheepishly at the three curious boys (and a bored looking one).

"What did she say to make you yell?"

"She thought we were gonna, uh, invite over some girls to, uh, fool around with." Keiichi blushed as he remembered what his mom really said, "Are you going to fool around with those guys, Sana?"

"Great idea!" Tsuyoshi laughed. "Maybe we should."

"So, what time you're staying up to?" Naozumi grabbed Akito's rubber basketball and shot it at Tsuyoshi.

"She said the latest is around 8:35."

"What? That's cheap," grimaced Yuta. "We usually stay at each other's houses till 11 or so. course, I don't know about 'yama's house since I've never been here."

"Even on weekdays?!" Keiichi gaped at the nodding three (and a bored looking boy).

"Yuh."

"Your parents allow you to do this?"

"Naw, but like we pay attention to them anyway," snickered Tsuyoshi. (A/N: OOC…)

"I know, lucky 'zumi has no parents to bag on him."

"I got a manager," Naozumi sighed.

"Akito," a knock came to the door. Keiichi guessed it was his father.

"What?" Akito's bored voice came from his pillow.

"Can I come in?"

"I don't know, can you?" snickers from Yuta, Naozumi, and Tsuyoshi stirred up.

"Akito."

"What?"

"May I come in?"

"My friends are here." Akito replied.

Keiichi stared at Akito. I'm considered a friend already?

"Send them home," the voice ordered.

"F—k no."

"Akito," the voice came again, more louder this time.

"Yo man, it's alright, we'll see ya tomorrow." Yuta stood up along with the other three.

"Stay," Akito commanded and they all dropped to the floor.

"Akito, open the door."

"Don't feel like moving."

"Akito! Don't make me break down this door!"

"Let's see you try, old man." A bang come from the other side and then a sigh was heard. Footsteps sounded and soon they reduced. "Hm. Usually takes him more than that."

"Don't you care that you might have hurt your dad's feelings?" Keiichi asked.

"Uh, let's think…" Akito looked at Keiichi and then replied, "No." Keiichi's mouth dropped open and he could hardly believe it. At that moment, his cell phone rang.

"Hello? Oh—what? Now? Fine… no, that's alright, I can walk… not really… okay, bye." Keiichi hung up and stood up. "Gotta jet, guys."

"Now? That sucks," Tsuyoshi looked at his watch and then at his new friend who shrugged.

"Family stuff," Keiichi replied as he picked up his backpack.

"Oh… hey, what's your number?" Yuta grabbed a nearby pen and paper.

"My phone number?"

Akito snorted from where he was. "Obviously."

"Uh, well, our phone hasn't been installed yet…" Keiichi replied uneasily.

"Well, here's my number, 'zumi's, 'yoshi's, and 'yama's. Call us." Yuta handed over the paper.

"Can't tonight though," Keiichi accepted the sheet, "There's fa--"

"Family business," finished Naozumi.

"And your phone hasn't been installed yet, right?" Tsuyoshi grinned at Keiichi who nodded. "By the way, do you have a computer?"

"Yuh—not installed yet."

"Right, but got a screen name or email add.?" Yuta queried.

"Yeah, but I'm thinking of creating a new one, so I'll give it to you when I make it," Keiichi headed for the door.

"Sure, give it to us tomorrow!"

"K, bye!"

"Bye!"

Keiichi closed the door behind him and smiled at the thought of his new friends. Just then a voice rang out.

"You! What's Akito and the rest of those jerks doing in there?!" Keiichi found himself looking at an angry female around her 20's.

"Uh, we were just… talking…" Keiichi replied.

"Tell me the truth!"

"I am!"

"Natsumi, don't pester him." Keiichi spun around to find a kind-looking man. "I'm sorry."

"Its okay… um, well, gotta go, but thanks for your hospitality!" Keiichi raced down the stairs and out to the streets.

"We didn't even do anything and he thanks us?" Natsumi looked at her father who shrugged.

"Kids," he responded.

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Sheesh, that Hayama dude sure is cold… Keiichi stopped at a red light and waited patiently for the light to turn green. And I can't find out what he's like without looking like I'm gay or anything… course 'zumi, 'kaishi, and 'yoshi—I still find those weird names—might say a few things, but they don't seem to know much either. Keiichi stepped off the sidewalk and walked to the other side of the road. Hmm… A rather evil grin appeared on Keiichi's face. Maybe Yamaaki Keiichi can't, but let's see what Kurata Sana can do…

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A/N: Dun dun dun~!!!!!! ::grins:: Hardy har har, how was that for chapter two?

Yesh, the characters are OOC and the chapter wasn't very good and was a bit short, but still, I appreciate all comments and flames are welcome. _

Anyone know what Sana's gonna do?? Try to guess and tell me!

If ya want chapter 3, please R/R!!!!!

Well, toodles~!