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-Pole Dancer-

Fuuko sighed. It was the third day since she had been at the Mikagami's, but already she started to feel as though it were her home. She had never met such friendly and kind people in all her life! It was all quite new to her.

She took a fleeting glance at her bedside alarm clock and thought about her mother. What could she be doing now? She recalled Mikagami-san and Okasan's conversation.

-flashback-

"I appreciate everything you're doing for us, sir. However I have to refuse your offer of letting me stay with you and live off you."

Mikagami-san smiled. "I understand, Miss Midori."

Fuuko looked at her mother. She understood too, despite her age. Her mother had always been proud and independent. It was very hard for her already to accept the job, much less to live off Mikagami-san.

Mikagami-san continued. "Well then, I'll arrange for you to rent one of my flats not too far away from my own house, and the rent for it will be deducted monthly from your salary."

Okasan smiled. "Thank you, sir. One day, I will return your kindness."

Fuuko cut in hurriedly, "And me too. I will return your kindness." She gave a huge grin.

The adults laughed heartily.

"Well then, Fuuko-chan, I'm sure you will."

-end flashback-

Her alarm clock rang shrilly. Shaken out of her thoughts, she slammed the alarm clock hard. It was seven o'clock.

Fuuko groaned inwardly. It was time to wake Tokiya up. Maybe she should have accepted the pocket money Mikagami-san offered without forcing him to allow her to work for it. Tokiya was one hell of a sound sleeper. She took nearly half an hour to wake him up the day before, and that was only after dropping his bedside lamp on his head.

His cry of pain had caused the whole house to come running.

"I bet Mikagami-san gave me this job on purpose! I think I'd rather wash the toilets instead of waking Tokiya up after all." She grumbled as she walked over to Tokiya's room.

The whitewashed room was shrouded in darkness. Fuuko walked straight over to the windows and drew the curtains wide open with a forceful tug.

Tokiya lay half-hidden below his blue bedsheets and bolster. Fuuko grinned. She pulled off his blanket and jumped onto the bed next to him.

"TOKIYA!" she screamed into his ear. Tokiya didn't stir.

That would have broken any normal person's  eardrums.

Fuuko grabbed a pen and started poking him.

"A jab at his arm, another hard jab at his ribs, a fierce poke at his neck, aaanddd… Tokiya still doesn't move!" Fuuko proclaimed, mimicking the accent that the soccer commentator had used on televison. She pouted.

Stupid pig.

Fuuko grabbed a pillow and placed it on his stomach. Taking careful aim, she took a few steps backward and charged like a bull towards her target. Gracefully spinning once in the air, she landed with a plop on his tummy. She bounced a little.

"Wake up now!"

Tokiya grunted and shoved the pillow off, causing her to fall on her butt to the ground.

All of a sudden, amid the huge mess of Tokiya's floor, she spied a pair of scissors. She grinned evilly, a wicked idea coming to her mind. After all, Tokiya did treasure his hair more than his life. Why, though, she'd never know.

Putting on her sweetest voice, she bent over Tokiya, the scissors raised threateningly.

"Oh Tokiya… If you don't get up now, I'm going to shave you bald." She waved the scissors.

As fast as a lightning bolt, Tokiya jumped out of bed and rolled onto the floor.

"Get that... that thing away from me!" he panted in fright.

Fuuko grinned widely. "Finally!"  and she bounced out of the room happily.

"Hey wait! Gimme that scissors!" Tokiya grabbed her arm.

Fuuko gasped.

-flashback-

His breath was heavy and she was restrained by his tight grip on her arm.

"Let me go Daddy! I don't want to play this game anymore!"

"Come on, let's play hide-and-seek in daddy's bedroom." He grinned.

"Daddy don't hold me so tightly! It hurts." She pouted.

His grip did not loosen as he dragged her to the room. Smiling quietly, he coaxed the little girl.

"Come on, Fuuko-kun, let's hide in here until mummy comes home from work. It's not everyday Daddy gets a day's leave you know."

She followed him reluctantly and he locked the door behind them.

"Mummy said she'll come home soon." She recalled.

Without a word, her father lifted her forcefully and pushed her against the wall, at eye level. His rough hands crept around her waist and started to unbutton her little dress's buttons. One by one, they came undone, and his hands and moistened lips never left her face and body.

"Daddy… It hurts… I don't want to play anymore!" Fuuko struggled lightly.

The sound of keys jiggling in the front door stopped the audacious act. As hurriedly as he began, the father started to button Fuuko's clothes back.

"Not a word to Mummy okay? It's our secret."

Fuuko nodded, the foolish trust she had in her father never leading her innocent mind to suspect the truth.

-end flashback-

"Let go of me!" She wrenched her hand away and dropped the scissors in fright. Her eyes wide open in sheer terror, she sprinted back to the safety of her room. Shaking with fear, she knelt down against the closed door and sobbed.

Why can't Daddy just go away?

-

Staring at Fuuko's tightly-shut door from his bedroom, Tokiya frowned.

What's with her? That girl scares me sometimes.  What on earth is going on with her?!

In the safety and privacy of his bathroom, Tokiya let his thoughts fly. Fuuko had a strange fear of contact with him and his father. His father had told him sometime before not to question Fuuko about it, and that Fuuko would open up when she was ready.

I can't take this anymore.

Tokiya put on his tie and strolled quickly down to Fuuko's room. Contemplating the different ways he could begin his out-of-ordinary question, his hand raised to rap the door.

Before he could even knock, the door burst open and Fuuko plunged out like a tornado.

A bright, false, cheery smile was plastered on her face and her uniform was in a mess as usual.

"Come on, Tokiya! You always take so long to get up! Let's go or we'll be late!"

Tokiya smiled in spite of himself.  It was Fuuko's first day at school, and he could hardly see anything worth being excited about. Pushing his question out of his mind, he joined Fuuko in a frenzied race to the limousine.

"You may not like school as much once you reach it, Fuuko," he panted.

"Huh?" She asked, genuinely baffled.

Tokiya smiled. This was going to be one heck of a long day.

-

"Toookkkiiiyyaaa-kuun!" Hordes of screaming fan girls, aged 7 to 70, clustered around the entrance to the school. Banners were waving and a couple of girls fainted too.

However, Fuuko had not seen a more synchronized reaction as she stepped out of the car behind Tokiya.

One by one, the girls' heart-shaped eyes turned to icy glares as their gazes focused onto the unwitting Fuuko, for once leaving the handsome Tokiya's face.

"Uh-oh." Tokiya muttered.

"Um. Tokiya? What did I do?" She mumbled back, shocked by the sudden attention.

"Nothing." Tokiya watched each fan girl carefully.

All of a sudden, an ear-piercing scream filled the air.

"Get her!!!"

Tokiya's hair stood on end.

"Run Fuuko, run!!!"

Fuuko knew better than to hang around when a huge group of fan girls were lunging towards her. Turning on her heel, she took flight and ran for all her life was worth, leaving a shouting Tokiya a few hundred metres behind.

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A/N: Well so please review this yeah? I know this is a really all-about-nonsense-and-nothing chapter, but I think a few more of these will be coming up, seeing I've totally gotten back a serious writers block I believed disappeared a few years back. Hope it isn't too bad, please shower your comments on me! sorry for this late update.

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