A Yankee and A Singer

Chapter 4:

Mitsuki

She was beside herself. Indeed. She was beside herself. How could her sweet love, Takuto, fall in love with…men, of all creatures? Ugh! The thought just made her cringe and make her do the Watusi while getting smacked with smack. Why, oh why in the whole universe she knew did Takuto, her dear Takuto Kira, the Koutei of Imperial Academy fall in love with men?

"That is right. I love men," Takuto said.

Okorimakuri squealed with delight as Mitsuki realized Takuto's androgynous nature. Androgynous. She knew that word. And it cut her to the quick.

Mitsuki stood there, lightly sweeping, realizing the truth, slowly letting it all sink in. Takuto and Maguri…a couple…only a few years ago…such a case would be blasphemous. She shook her head. Takuto and Izumi making to each other, or even worse, Takuto making out with…Eichi? Did that rat Takuto do all that while she was not looking, when she was only 12? And Meroko never even told her that Neko-kun was involved in a three-way male horseplay! Such secrets…such madness!

Her conclusion-jumping screeched to a halt when Yuubinya came calling. "So, did you find out that Koutei's lover is a male?"

The conclusions, the rumors, the juicy gossip all played in her head again. "Kyaaaa!"

"It's quite a known rumor around here. A lot of female students admire Koutei. I looked this up a few weeks ago, and I told my connections about it."

"Right…" Mitsuki continued to ponder about the many conclusions that may have (again, MAY have), and soon will, and have, happened.

"By the way," Yuubinya said, "Your uniform is here." He handed her a box. "If you're changing into your school uniform, wear this one instead."

A few minutes later, Mitsuki was amazed at the result. Accentuating her necktie that she wore on her hair was a white collared shirt with a red necktie, and on top of it was a fancy long-sleeve shirt with chest pockets, slight shoulder puffs and black accents on white along the slitted arms and puffed shoulders. The tie was worn over the longsleeve shirt. A red skirt in which the two shirts were untucked over completed the outfit.

"This…this is the original design of the student council committee's uniform!" Mitsuki exclaimed, to the applause of Yuubinya and Strahl.

"I believe this is a present from Maora," Strahl said, "Specifically designed for you, Mitsuki-san."

"Oh yeah, every uniform is made slightly different. And I can move well in this, too!"

"Suits you very well," agreed Yuubinya. "Oh, and here's a letter,' added he, handing an envelope to Mitsuki.

The envelope read, "You entered the Aerial Garden without permission, so I'll take away three hundred of your points. –Maguri"

Mitsuki replied, "Oh that Maguri, always being such a prick. Mou!"

"So, it Mitsuki-san collecting her points?" asked Strahl to Yuubinya. "Too reckless."

"She won't be able to attend the same classes unless she's a silver," he replied.

"No," Mitsuki said, "I won't be discouraged by this! I'm Mitsuki Koyama, also known as Full Moon, and I will shine on like a diamond!" She said this with a wink and a smile.

"Who's Full Moon?" asked Strahl and Yuubinya in dead unison.

"Me, you dummies!" she said, chasing them out. Mitsuki had pride. The two knew that well.

Senri Narumiya, the school doctor, had one weakness, beautiful looking girls. No matter what young age they were, the scent of high school women made Senri's hormones squeal for more, a silent yet pulsating orgasm of busty, girlish femininity in his head. True, he was married, but even his wife had a love for young high-school men, too. Senri didn't know that, and Senri didn't care. He only cared about doing some more of those daily checks with the students, to make sure they were in perfect condition to continue work.

A young male student was embarrassed as he came inside. He quickly hustled out of the nurse's office, late for class again. What was wrong with him, he thought. Unlucky procrastinator.

As he drew open the curtains to see if anyone else was inside, something caught his eye. Usio was nearly undressed, her tie off, her socks and shoes off, looking like someone waiting to be made love to. The hormones began to shake all over Senri. For about 5-10 minutes, he gently moved his hands around every part of Usio's body, as he breathed heavily in his own private pleasure, the girl paying no mind, but somehow enjoying it a little, but not as much. He said in a rather Casanova-like tone and whisper afterwards, "My, my, my, you are such a naughty little girl. Didn't your mother ever tell you not to act like a Lolita in high school? Or are you just trying to get me laid without anyone else seeing us?"

"I don't know," she whispered back rather seductively. "Maybe both. And why are you undoing my tie?" With a hush, she said, "Go ahead, I'll let you…if you let me in the Student Council…Senri-sensei."

Senri's hormones were asking him to make out right now. That thing underneath his belt turned into a piece of flexible wood that couldn't be snapped, and his breathing got even heavier. He wanted to make love to her, and make his fantasies come true. But he couldn't, lest he be dismissed from his position, so…"No! It's only best if I can force a shy girl! And I can't do that yet, not until we are in a love hotel or something! Argh! I'll make some alcohol swabs instead." The sexual frustrations, oh they kicked in like a low blow.

"Well then, I'll try to look like I'm unwilling," Usio said, licking her finger in a "come-here" tone.

"Oh really?" With a grin, Senri acknowledged her playful nature. "Usio Amamiya. The male freshmen know you as 'Ajisai-No-Kimi'. I also heard that you also despise men of all persuasions. But somehow, our little fun and games made it otherwise. Is that a lie?" Continuing even further, he asked, "Are you like this all the time? Do you have good grades from good notes?"

"My grades are good because I study," he said, fixing herself up. "The guys say…they like me."

"Heh, so even if you hate them, you're willing to let them fondle you lovingly…like that?" Checkmate. He had her cornered there. The pawn had captured the queen.

"It's…none of your business," she said.

"Ajisai-No-Kimi, if you ask your parents to donate twice the money they gave to get you admitted to this school…you would be part of the student council in a second." Double Checkmate. Not only did he have the queen, but perhaps the entire army. Senri was the gamemaster when it came to exposing tender, young girls' hearts.

"You…you're so very displeasing," Usio said, leaving.

"Is that so? Well, I'm very pleased to meet you," Senri said, grinning at his victory. How sweet it was.

Mitsuki was feeling quite down. Down. In the dumps. Why did Mitsuki wear this uniform? She was still a copper, and wearing so dignified an outfit made her feel out of place. No. "I feel more like a basket case," she thought, "wearing this uniform."

Riko and Tsukasa, meanwhile, were in a bit of a pinch. "Why don't you go talk to her?" Tsukasa asked.

"Eh? I think you're better suited for the job, why don't you?"

"Eh?"

"Nah, I changed my mind. It's too late now. I don't want it to look like we're trying to be her friend because she's in the student council…"

"But if we don't, how will we come to terms with her?"

They debated nonsensically over the dilemma for the longest time, as Mitsuki gloated in her optimism to go to the Student Council meeting. Another opportunity to be with Takuto. Mitsuki, 15 years old, and an optimistic dummy. As she passed by, she saw some members of the Gedou. The haters of the Student Council. Mitsuki was an easy target. But she knew how to defend herself. It was something within.

Okorimakuri wandered along, covering Mitsuki's face unexpectedly. "Ufufu, perfect."

"Hmmm, what is that?" asked a couple of Gedou members.

"My name is Mitsuki Koyama, 15 years old. In the future, I want to become like the Moon!"

"If I were the sun, she's have no chance of dancing with me," the two of them said.

"Did you know that her mother died giving birth to her, and that her father died in a car crash?" said one Gedou.

"How do you know?" asked the other.

"I attended the children's orphanage with her. I even know that used to be with Eichi Sakurai, a would-be astronomer."

"Oh?"
"But he died in a plane crash as he said goodbye to Mitsuki. Mitsuki love Eichi, but as he kissed her for the only time, she slapped him and pushed her away!"

"Oh, that's not nice!"

"Yeah! And then she was adopted by her grandmother, and she treated her badly until something happened…"

"You're a plague, you know what I mean?" he said, grabbing onto Mitsuki, pushing Okorimakuri away. She started to feel uncomfortable.

"Why don't you quit joining the Student Council and join us?" the other said. "I'm sure you could be quite useful to us."

"Do you want to meet our leader, I'm sure he'd be thrilled!"

The flashback drove into her head. Her mom, who died giving birth to her. Her father, who died in an auto accident. Eichi, a long-forgotten memory coming back, dying in a place crash. But they all supported Mitsuki, albeit in spirit.

Choking on of the Gedou members, Mitsuki, in a deviation of class, said, "Shut up, you bastard. My parents and Eichi-kun still support me, even if they're dead. If you say any more, I will never forgive you…!"

Everyone else saw the situation. Takuto ran over, "Koyama? Stop it! What are you doing?"

"Let go of me. Takuto no baka! When I'm through with them, they'll wish they never talked about that," she said, slapping Takuto aside. "I may have been a Koga, but I'm Koyama Mitsuki!"

"Mitsuki…" Takuto said with a sigh. A red mark was on his face.

"…Takuto." Mitsuki realized what had happened. "I hit you…!"

"Gedou, get lost before I turn around," Takuto said with a snarl.

"Yes sir!" they said, leaving.

"Mitsuki, come," he said, pulling her over. "Don't you ever discuss this again. Everyone, disperse."

"Yes sir," and they left, pretending as if nothing had ever happened.

Takuto dragged Mitsuki into his private quarters, his loyal assistant Touya following. But Mitsuki was shocked at what she just did. "Oh no, I've done it again! Takuto…he'll be made at me. He'll yell at me, he'll yell at me…! Panic! Panic! Panic!"

As Touya opened the door for the two of them, Takuto dragged Mitsuki inside. "I'm such a fool," Mitsuki said. "I wasn't planning to get into his room this way…"

"Are you calm yet?"

"Y…yes!" She didn't realized she dropped her drink, and the glass crashed down to the floor.

"Well, it doesn't look like it."

"You're right." Mitsuki thought to herself, "I'm doomed. I'm supposed to guard Takuto. I'm not supposed to let him get hurt." Little did she know what was really going on.

"What's wrong?" Takuto said. "What did they say, and what made you so angry?"

Mitsuki internalized it all. Somehow he knew the reason. "Takuto…I'm sorry, I can't tell you."

"But if you become a member of the student council," Takuto said, "Anything you do reflects on me."

"I'm sorry..! I…don't want to tell you why…!"

He acknowledged. "But if this ever happens again, you will tell me." He flicked her forehead lightly. "If I don't understand you, how will I protect you…chibi?"

"Ch…chibi?" Mitsuki blushed. When Mitsuki met Takuto as a shinigami, he called her "chibi," or "shorty," because of her height. Mitsuki had grown, but somehow was still shorter than Takuto.

"You're still short, you know that?" he said, smiling. "So you're still 'Chibi.'"

"Oh Takuto," Mitsuki said, and she embraced him. It didn't matter whether or not Takuto like men. Mitsuki didn't mind. He still believed in her, even though he had met her for a few months, though it seems like yesterday that they met, that night in April, when he went through the poster of a full moon, coming to him.

Mitsuki believed in Takuto, and Takuto believed in her. Something in the back of his head was saying, "I will not let you down, Mitsuki. I love you. I love you so much that I won't give you up to anyone." It seemed his memories started to come back. Cheerful memories. That day when he picked up a ball for Mitsuki to play with as the two of them talked about their dreams and aspirations.

That little girl, spirited she was, and that young boy, already a seasoned star, though his life seemed to have been cut short after he had a tumor in his throat, like Mitsuki did. He didn't deserve to die, jumping off a building. But when he met Mitsuki as a shinigami, his will to live returned. The will to survive and come back stronger. Eichi was the foil to Takuto. The blonde astronomer hopeful who died in that plane crash was person who prevented Mitsuki from dying. He didn't want to give up her to Takuto, but as he cried tears of joy as the two of them were together, in the sky, Mitsuki saw his face, and understood that even to this day, Eichi, her parents, all of them were watching over her. Even Meroko and Izumi, but they were with a different situation, a similar one. It would only be a matter of time before she would know.

Their little moment of reminiscing and heaven was cut short when Maguri came along. "Hold it, that's enough!"

"Oops," they said.

"Maguri…" Takuto said.

"We'll have a welcoming party for the new member," he said, "now hurry up." He scooted Mitsuki to the room where it would all take place.

"Ta-kun! You said you hated that girl. I knew you weren't the type who couldn't ignore a weakened rabbit, or even a dirty dog…"

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize." He was playing cover-up, albeit poorly.

Maora saw Mitsuki walk in. "Ah, Mitsuki-chan, hello there!"

"Ichonomiya-san!"

"No, you can call me Maora. Let me introduce you to the other members of the student council."

She turned to Touya, who said, "I'm not a member of the Student Council, but I do assist. My name is Touya, a servant for the Kira family. I'm very pleased to meet you, Mitsuki-sama."
"Sama? Just call me Mitsuki…or Micky if you want to be hoity-toity," she said out of embarrassment.

"Please forgive me, it is not my place to speak with such informality." Okorimakuri let out a disapproving hiss.

"You know me as Maora, and I take care of the planning and accounting of the council," he said. "I'm a childhood friend of Maguri, and my parents are fashion designers."

Maguri then spoke. "My name is Tsujimiya Maguri, Vice-President, and I'm in a rather unsavory yet inseparable relationship with Maora. My house is Yakuza. Remember that well," he said, saluting her with the middle finger.

"My name is Amamiya Usio, and I am the secretary of the council. My father is in the real estate business, and my mother is the head of a school that teaches the tea ceremony."

"Amazing," Mitsuki said. Hold on. Something was unusual. "Usio? Why?"

"The school principal received a check from her parents, so they let her in," Maora said.

"Idiot, he didn't say it like that," corrected Maguri.

"Is that true? You asked your father?" asked Mitsuki to Usio.

"…I'm sorry."

The jist of it was that Usio's parents treated her in a most unsuitable, most alienating manner. She rarely talked to her parents, and it was even surprising that they decided to give in to what she wanted. Usio knew that Mitsuki was in the big time. She just wanted a piece of the pie. Or rather, a piece of moonlight. Like Meroko did a number of years back.

"Well, thanks, I'm very happy to hear that, Usio. You were worried about me." Usio smiled. She knew for sure that without Mitsuki cheering her up and making her feel loved, she would have never been the same.

Maguri turned to Mitsuki. "Get out."

"No."

"You know, Mi-ki, I never had a good feeling about you ever since you became some singing superstar, so why don't you beat it!"

"Maguri, quit acting like a prick! You're always like this every day!"

"Ta-kun is my honey!"

"Takuto is my cat-daddy!"

"Cat-daddy? No such word, I prefer 'cat-father,'" he said, schooling Mitsuki a bit in vain.

"And there's no such word like that, either!"

"Koutei is Maora's boy toy," he said.

"No, he's an eyesore," Usio said, affirming her hate for men.

"All of you, knock it off," Takuto said.

"Excuse me," aid Strahl, holding a report, "is Mitsuki-san here?"

"Strahl," Takuto said, pinching Maora's face from the hoopla.

"To tell you the truth, the Multimedia Club Room was destroyed. I came here to talk to Mitsuki-san."

"I didn't do it!" she exclaimed, traumatized from what happened an hour ago.

"No one said you did. It was the Gedou. It was that your name was written by the club, when the Gedou destroyed the room…"

Mitsuki ripped the papers, and left in anger. "What's wrong with her?" Takuto said.

"Mitsuki was adopted by her grandmother after her parents died. She misses hr parents to this day. And even after she was ridden of her cancer, she still wished her parents, Aoi and Hazuki, were here."

Suddenly, Takuto suffered a massive headache. "No…what is this feeling…Aoi-san…Hazuki-san…? And that girl…why did I call her 'Chibi' again?" The memories flooded back, and the pain, the feeling…the painful memories that started to come back…mixed with tears, was hard to push away.

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End Part 4