The next morning…

J woke up before his alarm went off. 6:45 AM. After turning off his alarm, he stretches out his arms, getting up and ready for the day, taking a shower and changing into his school uniform.

Downstairs, he sees Tenna with breakfast. Smiling, they eat, then walk to school together.

As they walked, they see many of the other students walk past them and to the school gates. The school itself is large and prestigious, it's grandness a bit intimidating for first years…which was why J's walking Tenna to school today.

After they get to the school gate, Tenna runs ahead, "I'll see you later, Onii-chan!"

J waves back, and goes to class as usual. As he walks the halls, a few more students gather around him. One had pale pink hair tied up in a bun with one side long, and wearing a pink shirt and blue tie with headphones around his neck. Another was wearing a white version of J's uniform, his purple eyes and long dark purple hair for all to see...plus he was a bit older than the others. The last one was shorter than the rest, his short blue hair and eyes like a child's while wearing his long orange scarf.

"Yo, J!" the student with headphones smiles.

J smiles back, "Hey, Haruto."

"Mind if we walk with you?" asks the white-clothed one.

"No…I don't, Shiratori-senpai."

"Want some candy?" the blue-haired child asks.

"No thanks…maybe later, Hotaru-kun."

As they walk, they get noticed by all the other students, especially the girls. Then, a certain Senpai shows up, accusing J of cheating on the ballot to choose the Student Council President.

J glares, not letting his words affect him, but it does get the others angry. But, J says, "The students are the ones who voted and chose their Student Council President. Whether you deserved the position or not…the students have already spoken."

"Why you…!"

"You heard our President…" Haruto smiles but his eyes don't, "Scram."

The Senpai runs off, yelling, "This isn't over!"

Sighing, J walks away. "Oi! J!" Haruto yells, causing J to stop, "What you said back there…"

"Was the appropriate thing to say," Shiratori smiles.

"Yeah! And you looked so cool!" Hotaru cheers.

"I only did that so you guys wouldn't start a fight or something…" J sighs then walks off to class.

"Ah…" the three pause and lower their heads a bit since they did think of that possibility, before springing right back up, "Oi! Wait for us!" as they run after him.


After classes were over, the group ends up in the Student Council room…which was moved to the dining room of an old building. This old building was over a hundred years old and had much history to it. While not much of a landmark, this building's historical value is the only thing that's been keeping it unchanged for the last century.

Right now… J, Haruto, Shiratori, and Hotaru are reviewing and working on paperwork.

"Whoa…are you OK? You're working through that paperwork like it's nothing," Haruto asks, a bit concerned at J's hand speed.

"I'm fine…Just want to get this paperwork over with…" J mutters as he works, pen in hand as fast but as accurate possible for him.

"Well…don't overdo it, ne?" Shiratori sweat-drops.

J just nods before getting through another stack of papers, Hotaru in awe at his speed before he snaps out of it and continues his homework.

After about an hour, all the paperwork, and even their homework were finished. All of them sigh in relief, their hands aching and somewhat covered in ink from their pens.

They wash up and then head home. Only…J gets a call. "Hello? …Yeah. I'm still here… Huh?… Alright. I'll be right there," then he hangs up.

J sighs as he goes to the Headmaster's Office, "I'll see you guys tomorrow!"


When J gets to the Headmaster's Office, he knocks on the door. "Come in."

J opens the door and closes it behind him, "You called me?" he says as he looks at the desk with papers and books scattered about, and a nameplate which had the name Mikuni Takashi on it. The man himself swerved around in his office chair, his brown hair and eyes covered by glasses, wearing a brown suit. In his lap was a black cat with a bell on its collar.

"Just wanted to see how you were doing, Mr Student Council President," Mikuni smiles as he pets the cat.

"Fine…" J tires not to get angry, but is rather annoyed, "Anything else?"

"Mm~…Nope! You can go now," Mikuni shifts position, and the cat hops off his lap.

As J leaves the room, "Excuse me then," as the cat walks up to him and pets him, its head to his leg.

Smiling, J pets the cat back before heading out and closing the door, sighing in exasperation at his eccentric Headmaster.

Looking at the time on his phone, he goes to Café de Wayne, hoping to see that barista again…to have coffee.

Taking a shortcut through the greenhouse, J passes by a student wearing a black cloak, which covers most of his figure but you can see his longish grey hair and silver eyes. The cloaked student was attending to the flowers as J runs past him, "Have a good day, Hikari-kun!"

Hikari nods as he continues to tend to the flowers, "Hm…the flowers feel that…J is love struck? Hm…"


As J passed by the café, he sees a number of women and girls from the window…and the blonde barista, who was wearing a white butler uniform with a purple tie today.

The moment J looked at him, 'He's handsome today too…but,' then he looks at the group surrounding the barista on all sides, 'Damn it! I can't get anywhere near him!'

Just as J was feeling annoyed and silently fuming, the barista spies him outside and smiles at him. 'He must not like crowds…' is what the barista thinks.

When J sees the barista smile at him, he slightly blushes as he turns his head away, and sitting on a nearby bench, waiting until the crowd dispersed.

After about half an hour, the crowd finally lightened up, leaving a few students as the only remaining customers.

J entered the café, only to be greeted by that handsome blonde barista, "You came back…"

"Yeah…" J smiles shyly, "I want to drink your coffee again. Do you mind?"

The barista is shocked for a second before shaking his head, "I don't…" He leads J to a seat on the far end of the counter.

As J glances at the barista preparing a cup of coffee, he sees a perch with an owl. Hearing a chirp, J flinches, a bit startled.

Hearing a laugh, he sees a green haired man in uniform, "Don't worry. That's just Pi-chan…he won't bite."

J nods, "I hope not…." Then, he spies a familiar pair a few seats away from him, chattering while on a laptop. They both wore the school uniform, but one had pink hair and green eyes that shone with interest while the other had brown hair and hazel eyes filled with worry.

"Holmes…what're we going to write the next article about?" the brunette asks.

"Not to worry, Watson! I'm sure some news will appear soon! We are the Newspaper Club, after all!" Holmes says with a confident smile on his face.

It was then that the barista came back with the coffee, "Here you are. Enjoy."

J smiles as he looks at the latte art of an owl, and sips from the cup, "Delicious."

The barista smiles, "Glad you like it. Would you like anything else?"

"Well…" J hesitates as he puts the cup down, "What do you recommend?"

"The dark chocolate blueberry parfait then. It's bittersweet, but…" the barista says before J interrupts, "I like bittersweet."

The barista blinks before smiling, "Coming right up then."

As the barista works on making the parfait, Holmes and Watson finally noticed J and the barista's interaction.

"Zzz…" they hear nearby. Someone promptly kicked the guy awake, "Wha-? Who kicked me?" The student was also in uniform but wore his jacket like a cape, his short blonde hair bright but his blue eyes sleepy.

J blinks in surprise, "What're you doing here, Dracula-kun?"

Dracula yawns, "Sleeping…what else? But seriously, who kicked me?!"

He only gets silence as his answer before he shrugs, "Whatever," as he goes back to napping.

J sighs before his parfait arrived. The glass was full of ice cream, dark chocolate, and blueberries. Excited, his eyes sparkling, J picks up a spoon and takes a bite. The sweetness of the blueberries and smoothness of the ice cream didn't overpower the bitter dark chocolate but instead enhancing each other in perfect harmony.

J smiles as he takes bite after bite. "Slow down!" the barista laughs, "You'll get a headache that way."

Reluctantly, J slows down his pace, enjoying the parfait before it melted on him. Once he finished the whole glass, J switched to the coffee, drinking it until it too was gone.

Sighing in delight in his seat, J puts his head down and relaxed on the counter.

"Was it that good?" the barista asks after he hears J's delighted sigh.

"Mm…" J hums as he smiles, resting a bit.

Holmes smiles, "What a rare sight…"

"Don't even think about writing about this, Newspaper Club…or I'll cut your budget," J mutters under his breath but loud enough to hear.

"Hai hai, Student Council President," Watson appeases as he doesn't want their club's budget to be any less than what it was now…which isn't a lot.

"Let's go, Watson. We can get some news tomorrow," Holmes says as he packs up the laptop and leaves, Watson following behind.

The barista looks at J from the counter, and just as he was about to reach out and touch J's hair, they hear a phone ring.

J blinks as he answers the phone, "Hello? Uh huh… What?! Wait for me! I'll be home soon!" He hangs up, and pays for the meal, "I've got to go. I'll see you later?"

The barista smiles, "Yeah…See you later," as he watches J run off.

Sighing, Hayakawa smiles as he thought about how close he was to touching the teen.

"So…that was him?" Tachibana asks.

"Yeah…"

"He's younger than you," he points out the obvious.

"I know…but he is cute."

"Yeah…and Student Council President."

Sighing again, Hayakawa can't help but feel something for this boy. Then, his phone rang, and when he looked at the caller ID, he glares. Noticing this while already knowing his friend's situation, Tachibana let him go today as he took care of the cafe.

Hayakawa goes running out once he changed out of uniform, and right to his apartment.


Meanwhile…

Once J arrived at home, he sees Tenna angry, and his parents with stern looks on their faces.

"What's going on?" J asks.

"We have decided that, for the sake of our company, Tenna will be in a political marriage with the Hayakawa group," their father says.

"Political marriage?" J repeats, the very thought of his sister not marrying for anything other than love…

"And if I don't want to marry?" Tenna asks, glaring.

"The contract has been finalized already. This will happen, whether you like it or not," their father says.

"Let me do it," J says, clenching his fists in anger, "Let me take Tenna's place in the marriage."

"You…" this shocked both their parents and Tenna as well.

"Why?" Tenna asks.

"I want you to marry for love, not…this. Besides, as heir, this is my responsibility," J calmly says as he tries to not let his anger out.

Their mother nods, "OK…but you'll be marrying the heir of the Hayakawa group. No matter what, you can't mess this up."

"I understand," J says.

"And you'll be living with him from now on while attending school," their father says, "Do you understand?"

"Yes…" J says as he stands strong.

"Well…I guess we're done here," their father says as both of their parents leave.

After the door closed, J lets out a sigh, his stiff shoulders drooping as Tenna looks at him. 'Thank you, Onii-chan."

"Anything for my sister," J smiles despite the sorrow of having to leave behind a potential love.


Meanwhile…

Hayakawa just got the news that he's in a political marriage with a member of the Jinguuji Company. That the member will be living with him… As he can't get out of it, he sighs as he collapses on the bed with green sheets.

'I moved here so I can get away from the family business but…' Hayakawa sighs as he turns on his side, 'Now that they've found and trapped me… I might as well see who I'll be marrying.'

As he closes his eyes, he could only think of the boy that he almost touched, a longing in his heart as he fell asleep.