Lilies for the Hopeless Romantics

Two

Miyu Kozuki peered through the window with her bespectacled eyes. It was a weekend and while she was very much happy of that fact, her mother diminished that emotion and replaced it with newfound apprehension.

"Miyu-chan!"

She looked up at her mother with a smile albeit with great hesitation. "What do you want now, mom?"

"I don't think you were listening to me."

She narrowed her eyes down into slits. "Mom, it would hardly be called a tradition if we have only done it twice."

"Miyu-chan! You know that participating in the local festivity program is a must regarding our relationship as a family. We rarely see each other, and this is the perfect opportunity for all three of us to bond!"

Since her parents came back home two days before, her mother was under the 'family time kick' again.

"Umm… mom, dad's out the door already." True to the blonde girl's words, the male leader of the Kozuki household had escaped successfully by use of the front door. "So does that mean that we won't have to join anymore?"

"Nonsense, Miyu. Think of it as mother-child quality time then." She checked her watch. "Oh, look at the time! I better pick up our costumes for the festival."

And with that, she left, leaving a flabbergasted daughter behind.

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"What has that got to do with the record?" Kanata glared at an overly enthusiastic Santa.

Two white lilies were shoved up to the class president's face. "Get that thing away from me, will you?" He shut his right eye, seeing as the petals of the flowers were a few centimeters away from it.

"Kanata! Have you no sense of romanticism in you? Girls love things like these."

"Since when have you become an expert when it comes to things like that?" he grabbed the lilies from Santa, free hand raking back his hair.

"Since this." The large-eyed boy took out a teen girl magazine from his pocket amazingly, yet again. It was a wonder how things four times the size of his school slacks' pocket could fit in there. The magazine's cover was in bright pink and it read out in yellow cursive font: How to tell if a guy is into you (sure ways to know if a boy likes you).

The handsome Saiyonji lad sighed exasperatedly as he sat on his room's wooden floor. "I thought that the mission at hand was to get the music record, not WOO that girl."

"Kanata, Kanata." He paused for a while before adding another "Kanata," all the while wagging his index finger at him like he was lecturing to a child the difference between yellow and gold. "It's all part of the process, don't you see?" he jumped up abruptly, losing his balance a little. "Yes! We're only a few steps left from getting the…"

"What 'process' are you yapping about? Let's just ask her if she could give it to you. No big deal."

Santa's jaw dropped down to the floor, resulting to the whole base crashing down. Kanata's drawer fell, his futon fell, and his manga collection was swallowed into the earth fully. The cats being chased by a dog twice their size was swallowed up, too. That was how strong the impact was; that was how the world crashed down into nothingness.

…Right. Bit of an exaggeration there, but Santa's jaw did drop down to the floor in the usual way anime characters' jaws do. "NO BIG DEAL?"

Kanata nodded in return.

Which resulted to Kurosu repeating his previous statement and more: "NO BIG DEAL? Kanata, do you realize how many times I have tried doing that?"

This time, the amber-eyed boy shook his head albeit in a very disinterested way.

His buddy held up his two hands to the Saiyonji boy's face. "…Seven times!"

"Then how come you're holding up ten fingers?"

"That's beside the point!"

Kanata shrugged as a reply.

"Look, best friend of mine, pal, buddy, comrade…"

"Get on with the point."

"The easiest way to get that CD is to convince Miyu that you want to be friends with her again." He stroked his chin. "No, scratch that. The easiest way would have to be Miyu thinking that you dig her."

Kanata's eyebrows furrowed together. "That is just low of you to even think of doing, Santa." As much as he would hate to admit it, Miyu still was a special friend of his. Sometimes, he even missed her more than he should. Until now, he didn't know why Miyu Kozuki and he weren't able to become good pals ever since junior high started. He cared, and that was what frustrated him the most. "I'll just ask her politely, and when that doesn't work…"

"Then you'll stick with my plan?" Santa looked at him hopefully, gesturing at the lilies he had brought with him earlier.

Stargazer lilies… huh? They were Miyu's favorite.

Kanata gave the flowers back to Santa. "No. I'll just have to abandon the whole deal."

He was wrong.

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The blonde-haired lass gawked at the dresses that her mother was holding up. One was white and the other was orange.

"What do you think, Miyu-chan?" her mother was practically bouncing with eager excitement.

"Mom… it's kind of short, don't you think?" she eyed the mini-dresses once again. They were, indeed, quite short. That is, if the person looking at it was either a very traditional father; a very old woman; or a very nervous Miyu Kozuki. "It ends two inches above the knee." She held up two fingers for emphasis.

"Miyu-chan! You're much too conservative. Why, I always see Aya and Nanami wearing skirts much shorter than these ones!"

"Mom… You know that I'm different from those two!" she winced upon seeing her reflection at her closet-mirror again. I better remind myself to punch that thing into a bazillion pieces.

"The program planned for this year is a fashion show, Miyu. I…"

"A fashion show?!" she spat out the water she had attempted to gulp down to quench her sudden thirst.

Oh no, oh no, oh, no…! Miyu started to panic.

A fashion show! She'll just be the laughing stock of the whole school... no, not just school, but the whole town!

It was not possible; it couldn't have been possible! She squeezed her eyes shut, thinking and hoping that this was all but a dream… and a bad one at that.

But as Miyu Kozuki opened her eyes once again, she realized that this was all, in fact, as real as real could be.

She was going to model the unbelievably little outfit her mother bought for them.

Whether she wanted to or not.

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After Note: Well… not much progress between our two lovebirds here. I'm planning to make this longer than I intended… about ten to fifteen chapters. Really don't know.

Reviewers:

StarAngel02- yes, Santa is an idiot. But I love him that way, don't you? (:P)

jdcocoagirl- thanks

hitsuji25- umm… I don't know if I'll give her a make-over. Describing Miyu as a geek is fun (:D) but, you'll never know. I might change my mind.

abelXesther4ever- Princess diaries? I haven't heard of that yet. Is that a fanfic?

elfspirit7- thank you for the review. It's nice to know that you also read Daa!(x3) stories

boB'NboB- thanks! I'm getting excited with the story myself!

chocolatefudgecake- Thank you! Yay! I'm so happy!

CuteAndCuddly- thanks