THAT IS WHAT YOU CALL SASSY

Thanks to those who made their reviews. I'm grateful. For this chapter, no offense to those who will be offended. Know why? Know why? I don't know why…

Disclaimer: I OWN Mikagami Tokiya (looks at the angry mob around me)… life-sized dolls. Hey, did you know how much I cried just to get one? I have one now! Anyway, I don't own anything, except for my precious Tokiya doll. Bon voyage to Jandra (the club leader of PPhanLav)!

So, that's done. I now admit that I am in love with that vacuum monster. Know why? Maybe because of some unknown reasons. My reasoning isn't confirmed yet.

Now I get the fact why geniuses are singles. They have no clear idea of the things residing under the word "love" and I am not planning to do so.

Anyway, the thought of falling for a monkey is quite absurd. Excuse me, I have a reputation. I resent it but I have to hold up for my name "Mr. Genius" and "Know-it-all". Alongside with that, my fan club will pester me more, knowing that Fuuko is a schoolmate (a/n: in Tokyo Univ.). I've had enough of their autograph sessions, their parties and all that jazz!

Clutching the disaster-prone invitation in my hands, I slowly opened it, as though it was something that would bite my fingers off. Slowly, gently, I tore the paper apart…

"Mi-chan!" a voice shouted from behind me. It was Fuuko, as usual. I tried to hide the envelope from her but she was so quick. "Hey, Mr. Genius, what's this?" she asked with innocent curiosity as she hastily took it away from me.

She ran to the top of the stairs and stuck out her tongue. "Hey! Bring that back!" I shouted wrathfully as I followed her.

She went outside, determined to wake up the gossiping neighbors, and shouted like a commentator: "Dear Mr. Mikagami Tokiya, We are happy to invite you to a grand celebration next Saturday, 7:30 in the evening. It will be a celebration on the 3rd year of our official fan club. Hope you can come and enjoy with us!"

"You brat!" I shouted poking her in the eye.

"Hey, Mi-chan, I didn't think that your 'Official Fan Club' have been running for three consecutive years?" she teased. "What do these people call themselves, 'Tokiyans'?"

Hopefully it was not noticeable; my face had gone red on the word 'tokiyans'. Where on the earth did she get that word? I mused myself for a moment, annoyed at the fact that she was walking around me like a vulture waiting to eat its prey. Well, that's it! "I got it!"

She was startled that she jumped out of her centripetal force. "What did you get? A crazy idea to add on your very big brain?"

"No!" I replied. I need to be kinder this time. "Ok, do you have any appointments this Saturday?" I asked her.

She began to tick off her fingers and said in a sarcastic manner, "No."

I sighed with relief. My idea should work great this time. "So, can you come with me on Saturday? You know, in the party-thing?"

Her eyes beamed with interest. "Of course, my dear Mi-chan." Her voice was different when she uttered the latter part; it sent shivers down my spine.

"Okay, that's settled," and I rushed back inside, careful not to turn her head back on the offer. My plan will be great! Surely, the 'Tokiyans' will stop their constant bugging in the middle of my classes, when I walk on the campus, and the stalkers that follow me everyday.

At last, I drifted to a good sleep, for I know that everything will be fine the next day.

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Do I have to put this and that? Stupid! Of course I should look good because Mi-chan will, as usual, look good. What will become of me? a ragged woman who will be like Mi-chan's maid? I thought for a situation with me looking like one and shrugged. I'll kill him first before he could ever order me about!

"Kirisawa Fuuko, what's taking you so long?" a muffled voice from the outside said. "Are we going to a wedding ceremony or some…?"

He was lost for words when he saw me get out of the room, wearing a simple lavender gown that emphasized my hair. It was a formal party so I have to look formal. Since my hair is short, I combed it the nice way so it looked like a classic spike (a/n: got the idea?). Do I look that good for him to look at me like that? Or do I look unbelievable that I will dare to wear woman's clothes? "What?" I asked him, my brows furrowing.

He stuttered. "C-c-can w-we g-g-go now?" He offered a trembling hand to assist me because the stairs are steep, and he brought me to the front seat of the car. "You do look good tonight," he smirked.

I looked at him disbelievingly but smiled as well. "Thanks, Mi-chan." Well, he still didn't know what I felt for him. It was an achievement to be praised, prats!

How rich! We stopped in front of a hotel lobby. Don't tell me that the party is in a hotel. Well, I wanna ask the one who started this movement the reason why she is spending money on a Mikagami Tokiya.

"Welcome, Tokiya," a voice said. I looked up and saw a… well… a gay standing in front of the doors. I stifled a laugh.

"And you must be…" she started sarcastically. It was like she was born to annoy me.

"Fuuko," I answered nicely. First impression lasts, I know. "Nice to meet you. Who are you?"

She smiled at me fascinatingly and held out a hand. "Hineidi Hike."

I looked at… him or her? I might as well use her. "G-g-great!" I tried to get away from Mi-chan's grip so that she would not look at me like that.

"Stay here," he muttered at the corner of his mouth as he edged me nearer to him. I gulped. What on earth is happening today?

She looked at me darkly while I prayed that there would be no trouble. As we entered the doors, the chatting stopped, and they came to look at the woman whose arms were held by Mikagami Tokiya who is unfortunately, me.

"What the hell…?" I started. I let out a sigh because I thought that everyone around here is gay, like the first one. Tokiya smiled at me with assurance. Really, something fishy is going on with that smile.

"Socialites," I muttered under my breath as Mi-chan left me skulking in a corner while he flirted (I supposed) with those giggling girls wearing ultimately heavy make-up.

Suddenly, I was startled as Hike went to the small platform adorned with flowers (and in my frustration, a life-sized carton poster of him!). "We would like to thank our honorary guest, Mr. Mikagami Tokiya, for coming in our humble celebration of our club." Everybody applauded enthusiastically, and Mi-chan grunted in return. "Can you please come up here?"

He nodded sarcastically and proceeded to the platform. "First of all, I would like to say that I am very surprised that there are so many of you out there…" He continued his speech that seemed to be scripted and memorized earlier.

"Impressive!" Hike cried in the middle of his speech. He looked at her as though he was about to slice her throat and continued.

"However, I am really sorry to disappoint you because I brought a girl in this party. Can you come over here?" he told me, gesturing me up.

I looked at my sides, pretty shocked that he called me. I went up slowly, the heels of my shoes echoing the now silent room. All eyes are on me, either awed or annoyed. I was slightly annoyed at this so I held my head high as I went to the platform. Mi-chan squeezed my hand and told everybody, "Of course, you are all curious to know who this alluring lady is."

"Alluring?" I muttered under my breath. He was smiling smugly at the horrified audience. Horrified as though Mi-chan will throw bottles of teargas on the floor, or worse, an atomic bomb.

"This girl is Kirisawa Fuuko, my girlfriend," he said.

Dazed, I looked at him. "What the…?" I never finished my protest since he placed his lips over mine, the final proof that I am really his girlfriend.

The silent crowd began to growl and bark like hungry lions escaped from a zoo. They started to rush to the platform, Hike leading them. "What the hell, Mi-chan? Now they're after me!"

"Is that so, my dear?" he said, smirking. He carried me and ran on top of the heads of the rushing crowd. "Let's be it!"

"Hey, Mr. Hydro-brained genius," I told him smartly as he laid me down to the front seat. "Who do you think you are, Johnny Depp? Ha! That's a very risky thing to do. Now I know what girlfriends of heartthrobs feel when they reveal themselves to public. Gosh Mi-chan, your fans are ready to eat you, like they're cannibals!"

Mi-chan chuckled at my statement. "For the information, I'm not Johnny Depp, if I can't help it. And another thing: they are really cannibals. Look at how they glared at me," he shrugged, "it was as if they will rape me in no time."

He went hastily went inside the car and started the engine before the 'cannibals', I mean 'Tokiyans', can throw stones at us. They are really crazy, those…

"Anyway, Mi-chan," I remembered, eyeing at him. "Why did you introduce me as you girlfriend?" I asked him intently.

He frowned. "I wanted to get rid of the fan club. Maybe that will stop them."

"Well, then. You are not using your brain! They will not get rid of the fan club. They will get rid of me!" I protested, stamping my foot in the car.

"Righto," he said, as he stopped the car near a riverbank. He told me to come down and he led me to the dark silhouette of the river. "So, I'll start explaining now."

"When I've heard about this party, I realized why I noticed more stalkers everyday. I mean, they are at least a hundred supporters of the fan club!" I merely nodded at his pitiful intro, not that I pitied him at all. "So, when they invited me to this party, I devised a plan. I never told you anything because you will turn down the offer in the first place. It was a surprise for you, the kiss. Anyway, aside from that, everything's fake."

I slapped him hard on the face. "Mi-chan, you're so tactless! What do you think of me? A toy? A puppet? Or maybe someone whom you can order about?"

He stepped backward as I stepped towards him. "That's stupid, monkey. I never knew that you can stand on your superior." He breathed deeply and said, "I told you everything's fake aside from that!"

I raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean aside from that?"

He was already climbing the hill as I talked. He made it sound that I was not heard by him and went to the car. "Hey Monkey! Not riding?"

"Forget it Fuuko. It's impossible that he will even look at you," I thought, my head bent. I wandered of for a while, thinking deeply. "Well, then," my thoughts devised as I gave an evil grin, "I'll carry on the job, Mi-chan."

Okay people, that's my dumb chapter. If you thought that was really "sassy" try not to think of it now. It was boring (well, except Tokiya's fan club going berserk). Yeah, right, uh-uh. No way!

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