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WARNING: currently, my classmate gave me an influence over this matter. She showed me fanfic that drove me crazy (as in completely a yaoi! Add the fact that it was hentai). Anyway, this is quite simple and this is bearable (though I have been frequenting the comfort room to vomit).

YOU MAKE ME ON

That was a year ago. I decided to tell her a year ago, and now, we'll be leaving the school, still posing as a couple. Well, we'll not be. After this day, we'll be a couple for real.

"Mi-chan!" she said, running to me. She showed me an invitation.

I read the letter and frowned at her. "Do you think I'll go?" I asked her.

"Well," she started. "You made up this crap in the first place. It will be stupid if we don't go together."

My mind smiled at the idea. "Well, if that's the case, maybe we should go." I threw the invitation back at her and said, without looking back, "Try to dress up, I'll take you somewhere. You cannot go butting in the party without clothes."

"Yeah, right," she waved carelessly. However, before turning to go, she added, "Thanks, Mi-chan."

I looked at her again. Her face looked a little different, more beautiful than I thought of. "For what?" I stated with difficulty.

She staggered sideways before managing to stand straight again. "F-for everything!" she never said another word, she strode past me and she hugged me hastily before going upstairs, leaving me stupefied.

That made me love her more… (a/n: why? "love moves in mysterious ways.")

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Mi-chan brought me a boutique. Well, he was mysteriously rich because he was working in an unknown place.

"Just try on anything that pleases you," he said.

I looked at him embarrassingly. "I don't know how to choose clothes, you definitely know that."

He shrugged and went away from me. He returned a minute later, with a woman on his heels. "Fuuko, this is Junko. She'll help you choose your clothes."

The girl, with long brown hair, smiled at me and assisted me to choose some clothes.

"You look really nice," she told me. "And your boyfriend looked really nice."

I blushed at her. "Well, thank you."

"Are you two going to a date or something?" she asked nosily as she started to fumble through the clothes on display.

"You know, I want to show you how nosy you are," I thought. "Well, we're going to a party."

She giggled as she gave me a green set (a/n: I mean a green blouse with matching pants, a formal one). "Well, what do you think? I see that you're not that fond of dresses so I feel that you'll be comfortable with this one."

"Well," I slowly replied. I looked at the price tag and said, "this is so expensive!"

She shook her head and forced me in the dressing room. "Well, just try it!"

I reluctantly wore the set because it was so delicate and somewhat fragile on my rough hands. I went out of the dressing room and Junko tied the matching belt on my waist. She pushed me to the outer part of the room, to Mi-chan.

"Taa daa!" she shouted with delight. "Well, Mr. Mikagami, what does she look?"

Mi-chan, who was not paying attention in the moment, stood up and dropped the – whatever he was holding – to the floor. "Th-that was nice," he stammered. "Junko, can you please let her try more? I want to see what fits her most."

Junko was delighted of her costumer. "Anything for you." She pushed me back to the dressing room and gave me a dress this time, a red one.

I frowned at her. "Am I supposed to wear that?" I asked her with gritted teeth.

Junko looked appalled. "Stop the pishin-puffin down there, girl! Just try it on!" she pushed me to the dressing room and forced the dress upon me. She smirked as she brought me to the outer part of the room, to Mi-chan.

Mi-chan was different now. He looked at me differently, as though he was trying to pull back spit.

"Well, that didn't work out," Junko said, looking disappointed. She took me back to the dressing room and wait for her to get a new set.

After a few moments, I was getting the creeps while in the room. "What's taking it so long?" I asked myself. However, footsteps can be heard from the outside. Everything was silent.

"Junko, is that you?" I asked suddenly. Before I could peep in the curtain, it was pulled back and Mi-chan was standing on the way, looking at me and breathing heavily.

"Mi-chan?" I asked, looking horrified. It tried to cover up myself because I was wearing barely anything. He was like a hypermaniac then. Looking like he was the one who was going to eat me. He was breathing heavily and he was going towards me.

He pinned me to the wall. "What the hell are you doing?" I shouted, trying to wake him up on this unbearable nightmare. As in hello? We're just posing as a couple. It would be pointless to go beyond that.

Too late for that. He whispered my name a few times, making my spine tingle. Before I could even talk for mercy, he assaulted on me, kissing me fiercely. It was really passionate, and I don't want to stop. I hated to admit that I wanted it to be more than that.

We ended up on the floor, him on top of me. He gradually continued the kiss, actually, while trying to hold much of me. However, as he removed his lips from mine, I started to protest in regret, "We can't do this, Mi-chan." No need telling, I didn't want to tell him something like that. He has given me ecstasy, and that was good.

He merely smiled and said, "But we're already doing it now." He continued the act but I tried to push him away. However, pleasure was overcoming me that the push became touch, a touch on his body that made him shiver. I giggled at the way he acted. Who would have thought that 'Mr. Genius' can do this thing?

He started to touch more of me, making me moan. He was really getting wild; touching anything that his hands can reach. If we were in a comfortable position, I doubt it if we didn't have our way. Anyway, that was another thing. Even without doing these things, Mikagami Tokiya turns me on his mere movement. Well, the ordinary ones…

"Fuuko, let me see you try this…" another voice said. It was Junko. We stopped and looked at her. She merely smiled.

"Junko?" we shouted in unison. She was such interference that we were both shocked in the process.

She was glaring at us. "Stupid!" I shouted at Mi-chan.

Junko smiled again and said, "Tell me if you want me to leave you with that stuff."

"No!" I shouted. "Mi-chan, get out of here."

He didn't let go for a moment but I pushed him away. He obeyed reluctantly, kissing me gently on the lips, standing up, and leaving the room.

We agreed to get out of the place as fast as we can and we finally decided to take the green set, the first one. Junko was still smiling when she offered, "Maybe you could get the set for a discount. I love to see something like that." She giggled again.

Both of us blushed but smiled at each other, like a secret message that we sent to each other.

If that was the case, we should have known it by now…

What we feel for each other…

Okay! The last part, don't mind that thing. If anyone can guess why I do cut-off stuffies, it's because I am just 14.75 years old! Gotcha on that, huh? Know why? Know why? It's because Johnny Depp and Gerard Butler are rightful to drool on! Hey, that thing is not for this one.

Anyway, I hoped you enjoyed the scene since it was completely pointless. I made this chapter just for the sake of linking the next chapter than shifting like magic. Anyway, the focus is not the party, unlike the other chapter. I think that you are thinking that there will be something sweet that will happen IN the party but what happened is BEFORE the party. I've been thinking about this after brainstorming in school and add the fiction that I've read in fictionpress!

Please r'n r! I'll be hoping a reviewer soon!