AN: Thanks for reading and reviewing. It made my day. Honestly I was so behind my schedule now and from now on, it seems this story would be rushed. I wamted to post the cofession during Valentine which is in four days. I do apologise early and enjoy.

Warning: Unbetaed and oocness.

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Love 3

Valentine's Day Event Starts! 2

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The Japanese boy was still rubbing his eyes as he sniffed into his hands. He was hurt. The way Victor-senpai was looking at him like he was the dirty little piglet of this world. Like he hated him. Thinking about that made the easily anxious boy to tear up again. Ugh... he hated this. He had yet to confess and indirectly Victor-senpai had rejected him.

"Yuuri, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it to be like this." Phichit said softly while he tried to persuade his friend. He felt guilty but now he knew that the President really like Yuuri if that glare was anything but jealousy.

"I-It wasn't your fault that V-Victor-senpai hates me."

"I'm sorry." Phichit said as he hugged his friend. "I have told that person to help you making the best chocolates ever to woo Victor-senpai.

"...No. I don't want."

"Eh? But, Yuuri-"

"Victor-senpai hates me. He would not accept my chocolates." The boy sniffed as he hugged his Piglet's soft toy from Winnie The Pooh animation, last year birthday gift from Phichit. "I d-don't like him anymore."

Phichit sighed. He sat on his roomate's bed as he tried to think some plan. He wanted the two together but at this point, it would not happen. He blinked and grinned. Aa... it was such a perfect way to push Yuuri to tell him the truth but it would cause the boy to cry a bit.

"Then..." the Thai boy planned his voice so it would sound shy and hesitant. "Is it okay if I confess to Victor-senpai?"

Yuuri instantly stopped crying and looked at him wide eyed, remnants of tears still at the corner of his eyes.

'Aww... he is so cute and gullible.' Phichit inwardly chuckled and added more. "I never meant to say this since I know that you like Victor-senpai a lot but now..." he stared into Yuuri's eyes determinantly. "I'm planning to confess to him during the Valentine."

"Y-You can't!"

'Ah... here he goes...'

"You can't! I love Victor-senpai first! H-How can I compete with my bestfriend?! I-I..." As expected Yuuri burst into tears as he sobbed quite loudly.

Phichit felt guilty but it had to be done or Yuuri would be too stubborn to admit he loved the President. "I don't plan to confess to Victor-senpai."

"You lie..." a sob.

"Sorry, Yuuri but if I didn't say that you would be too stubborn to admit it." He smiled and hugged the sobbing boy. "I never liked Victor-senpai and I would help you confess your feeling to him."

"B-But he hates me now." Yuuri sobbed more as he clung to his friend. "I didn't do anything bad why would he mad at me?"

'Too cute, too cute, too cute!' The Thai boy gushed in his mind. His roomate was too innocent to notice that it was Phichit who President Victor mad at not Yuuri. He was jealous of him. Ah... it was not his plan but it worked out somehow at the end. "Trust me, he doesn't hate you, Yuuri. He likes you too."

"Mmphh.." Yuuri shook his head.

Rubbing the sobbing boy's head, Phichit smiled. "He likes you a lot, trust me." He pulled away from the embrace and stared into those teary huge brown eyes. "Have I ever lied to you?"

Yuuri rubbed his eyes and nodded his head as he answered oh so innocently. "Many times."

'Ouch! That hurts... haha,' the Thai boy thought as he smiled sheepishly. "But I never lied about Victor-senpai before this right?"

"Just a while ago, you said you liked him and then you said you didn't. It sounded like a lie to me."

'Double ouch! Ah...Yuuri, you're so innocently cruel. My heart can't take anymore.'

"Phichit?"

"It's fine, Yuuri. Let me die in peace. This world doesn't need Phichit Chulanont anymore." The Thai boy said dramatically as he lying on Yuuri's bed and closed his eyes.

"Ehh? Phichit-kun?! What did I do?"

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"Okay class! We need to choose representatives for this Valentine's Event. We need two and these students would deal about everything. They would need to have a meeting with Student Council to discuss about budget and so on. If we're lucky, the Student Council will give full cover for our class expenses if not," Minako-sensei shrugged her shoulders. "You'll have to collect money."

"Ehhh? We don't want to!"

"Then, choose someone who know how to flirt with the treasurer and student president."

"Are you serious, Minako-sensei?" A boy raised his hand and spoke.

Minako merely nodded her head. "I'm very serious. Use your sexual appeals and seduce those student council members!"

'Crazy! She's crazy!" The boys thought.

"So anyone who is confident of himself wants to volunteer?"

Phichit immediately raised his hand. "Sensei, I don't want to volunteer but I want to suggest Yuuri as a representative."

"Ehh? Phichit? Are you real?!" Yuuri immediately turned back to his friend who was grinning like a Chesire cat.

"Yuuri... hm..." Minako-sensei roamed her eyes on the boy's figure from head to toe, making said boy embarrass. "Not too bad. Innocent and cute looking. It would help with our president being a casanova and the treasurer a flirty man." Minako nodded her head in agreement. "Okay, so another one?"

Yuuri could only groan but secretly he was elated to be chosen. It meant he would meet with Victor-senpai a lot. He blushed thinking of the possibility they working together. He was excited before the event of yesterday flew in his head before he became depressed again.

"Otabek!" Another boy suggested as he pointed at the sleeping boy at the last row, near the window.

"Huh?" The quiet boy was sleeping on his desk when his name was called. He looked around in confusion. "What?"

Yuuri looked at his classmate. Ah... he always forgot that Otabek was in their class. The boy was from Kazakhstan and he excelled in History - this world history was like a child story to him and he could recite every historic events accurately without looking at books or internet - and modern dance. The boy was really reserved and quiet. He never talked to anyone and only did it when obsolutely needed. He had seen talked to a freshman before this, a blond Russian if he was not mistaken.

"Well, you're not cute but perhaps they will fall for the manly type. Okay, the other one is Otabek!" Minako-sensei clapped her hands together. "Okay, class we need to discuss how we're going to make our classroom as a ballet studio and how much budget we need from the student council."

The discussion went on for another hour before the homeroom teacher closed her book for teacher's report and stood. She cleared her throat. "Okay, kids. We have a week before Valentine and I want all of you to come to the ballet studio after class. While we're waiting for our budget from student council, we'll need to practice a lot. At the same time, we need to use anything available for our studio. Since, Yuuri, Phichit and Otabek here attend my ballet class, you can ask them for help if you don't know." She paused and eyed them one by one. "Understand?"

"Yes, sensei!"

"Anyone who doesn't master their dance will have to eat salad for dinner for one week. I will make sure to tell that to the cafeteria staffs." She grinned and with a flick of her hairs, she left the class to plan for their ballet studio flooring.

"Devil! She's a devil in disguise!" A random boy shouted, depressed. He needed meat and protein! Not just green leaves montrosity!

Yuuri could not help but shuddered. Minako-sensei indeed a reincarnation of devil. Luckily, Yuuri had taken a lesson in ballet before so he basically knew about ballet.

"Yuuri, it's a happy day for you." Phichit grinned slyly. "So, you'll be with Victor-senpai a lot of times from now on. Lucky you!"

Yuuri instantly depleted. "I'm scared."

"Huh? Why?"

"He hates me. You heard and saw it by your own eyes yesterday." Yuuri weakly said as he let his head fall on the desk with a loud thud. "Owie..."

Before Phichit could say something, Otabek came between them holding a paper. He tapped the Japanese boy's shoulder.

"Huh? Otabek?"

"We need to go to the Student Council room. We only have a week to prepare and we need them to approve our budget as soon as possible."

"Ah, right! Let's go now, Otabek. Sorry, Phichit we'll talk later!"

"Good luck Yuu-chan!"

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Since it was time for one of school events, it was a busy time again in Student Council room. The four members of council were busy dealing with representatives from classes. They needed to approve their plan for this Valentine's Day and if it did pass their inspection after that they would need to discuss the amount of budget for the class event. They would spend three days for the approval and if the class was late to send their proposal then they would need to find a way to search for money.

The president was checking the paperworks giving to him by the vice. "What is this?" He read over the proposal and smiled approvingly. "Alright, hunted house huh? It passed. He stamped on the paper and placed it on the pass mountain. He called to the treasurer. "J.J, take these proposals and calculate the amount we can give to them."

"Okay, President. Leave it to me! I'll do it with J.J style!" The treasurer known as J.J or his full name was Jean Jacques Leroy was from Canada. The third year was an excellent accountant. Trust him with the account and money.

The vice president just chuckled and continued with his works. Christophe Giacometti was an effiminate boy with trimmed moustache and little stubble on his jawline. He exuded a mature sexual pheromone in whatever he did. He did not look like a third year high school student at all. The senior was from Switzerland and excelled in arts and pole dance.

"Whatever floats your boat, J.J." Victor said annoyed and continued with another proposal before there were knocks on the door. He sighed and placed another proposal in the reject stack.

"Enter!" Seung Gil bellowed as he continued to sort out the proposals. He would need to make a report for each of those.

"Excuse us."

The two students entered the room and Seung Gil smiled at the nervous looking boy while his friend, if he was not mistaken was Otabek. He saw the papers in the shorter boy's hand. "Is that your class' proposal, Yuuri?"

"Ah, yes, Seung Gil-senpai."

"You can put it on the Vice's table."

Upon hearing his secretary said that cute Japanese's name, Victor instantly stopped doing his job. He lifted his head and felt his heart beat faster. But, not once did the boy look at him even as he put the paper on Chris' table. He felt strangely disappointed. 'Why won't you look at me Yuuri?'

"Thanks for your hardwork and can we discuss about our class budget?" Yuuri asked nervously at the Vice as he fiddled with his fingers. He was scared to look at the president's face and tried his best to avoid staring at his crush.

"If it's budget! Then, it's J.J's job!" A loud mouth annoying senior said and Yuuri sweatdropped.

Victor could not hold this upsetting feelings got up from his seat and snatched the paper from Chris' table. "You two can sit here, Yuuri and..."

"Otabek Alvin."

"Ah, yes, Otabek. Let me go through your proposal for a while and I will decide the budget."

Yuuri hid behind Otabek's bigger frame and hesitantly walked to sit on the offer seat. He sat closed to his classmate and tried to hid. He nudged the taller boy to speak as he looked down on the desk filled with papers.

"Our class, Class 2-2 decided to do a pair ballet. So, we decided to turn our class into ballet studio and we need some help with the budget to make the classroom like a dance studio. Our class' students will involve in the pair ballet and then, we will have a class of ballet teaching to the public."

"Pair ballet?" Victor smiled tightly and glanced at the two juniors. "Are you two going to be paired up?"

Otabek shook his head.

"Yuuri?"

The mentioned boy still did not look up and he unconsciously reached to grab Otabek's sleeve. "P-Phichit-kun."

"...Phichit, huh."

"Y-Yes..." Yuuri stammered hearing the sharp voice from the President. He scooted even closer to his classmate.

"Pass, go to J.J to discuss about the budget." Victor stamped the paper and gave it to the silent boy before he continued with his job.

Yuuri felt tears threatening to fill his eyes and he clutched at Otabek's shirt even harder. "T-Thank you, senpai."

"Yuuri, are you okay?" Otabek asked him as they went for J.J. His shorter classmate had been weird since they arrived here. The boy had been glued to him like a koala.

"I'm fine... EEP!" Yuuri suddenly jumped in surprise. His cheeks reddened as he looked behind him. "S-Senpai?!"

"Hm... what a fine and cute butt. You'll make a great uke, Yuuri-chan." The Vice said, still fondling said butt as he smiled flirty at the embarrassed junior. " I can teach your about adult relationship if you want."

A wink.

"S-Senpai, s-stop this..." Yuuri squirmed and looked helplessly at Otabek but the boy had went for J.J-senpai and left him with this flirty senior. 'Why all my classmate are very ignorant?' He cried silently before he gasped as he felt someone grabbed him and he was pressed onto a hard body. He looked up in surprise. "V-Victor-senpai?!"

"Stop it, Chris. You're not allowed to touch others like that." Victor said, eyes blazing with fire. Damn it! Yuuri was his and he was the only one who should fondle and touch that fine speciment.

"Ah... I'm just admiring God's perfect creation. No need to get mad, Vitya." He winked at the President and went back to his seat. Inwardly, the Swiss smiled slyly.' So, he get jealous huh?' Phichit was right. They would make these two a couple by this Valentine. And Chris would make Victor admit he loved Yuuri not just his another conquest.